Venice is in Italy, so Venetians are Italians.
Italians speak Italian...
Therefore, the book "General English Encyclopedia" is completely useless to Lu Yuan.
When Lu Yuan got off the plane and listened to the authentic Italian, he suddenly realized such a shocking reality...
He suddenly wanted to slap himself.
More than thirty dollars wasted!
This is a misunderstanding that is even sadder than it is sad.
After Zhang Tong saw that message, he no longer talked to Lu Yuan about domestic and foreign movies. At most, he would chat with Lu Yuan about some tourist attractions and beauties in Venice...
There are also some topics that men like.
Although he still looks like an older brother or an old uncle on the surface, he is actually very upset inside.
Damn Lu Yuan. I just told him to make a movie abroad to win awards and give honor to the younger generation of directors, and the next thing I know, Lu Yuan showed me his text messages...
This is not the most important thing. What is important is that I look innocent and I don’t understand English!
What is this?
Even if you want to show off and slap someone in the face, you shouldn't do it so quickly, okay?
6 nominations for the Spanish Yago Awards...
hehe!
I've never been nominated for 6 awards!
Do I still want to save face?
Zhang Tong suddenly wanted to beat Lu Yuan, the pretentious guy, to death.
This person...
I've never been so disgusted!
…
Venice is a city on water.
It is also one of the most romantic cities in the world.
The Venice International Film Festival will start tomorrow evening, so Lu Yuan has about a day to play.
Zhang Tong has been to Venice several times, so he is not very interested in playing there. At most, he will wait until night time to order some massage services to enjoy the exotic atmosphere.
Lu Yuan felt that Zhang Tong had become a different person after arriving in Venice.
Zhang Tong was dressed spotlessly, leaning on an unnecessary agate cane and speaking fluent Italian, as he went to pay his respects to the major nominated directors at Venice Film Festival, and then do some adult things with them.
I heard from Zhang Tong's assistant Xiao Li that this is Zhang Tong's habit and he does so every time he goes to major film festivals.
Zhang Tong wanted to take him along, but was rejected by Lu Yuan.
He is not very interested in film directing...
Lu Yuan felt that he and Zhang Tong were from two different worlds.
What is his purpose in coming to Venice this time?
Is it to win awards? To appear on TV? To get close to famous directors to make themselves known?
Stop talking nonsense!
He just came here to travel, take a boat ride and eat delicious food!
Besides, time was so tight that he really didn't have the energy to walk around as enthusiastically as Zhang Tong.
He doesn't have time.
So, Lu Yuan was alone in a foreign country, visiting the nearest attractions written in a book and eating all kinds of delicious food.
Venice is indeed a beautiful little city. Everywhere you look on the streets, you can see people holding paintings and cameras and taking pictures everywhere. Of course, there are also groups of tourists of all skin colors and hair colors sitting in small boats, cheering from time to time.
Everything else about the trip was fine, the only drawback was that Lu Yuan didn't know foreign languages, but that wasn't a problem of course.
Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?
Of course not!
Lu Yuan would make gestures. For example, when he was on a boat, Lu Yuan would silently point at the boat, then point at himself, pay the money, get the change, and then go on the boat...
The gentle warm wind caressed Lu Yuan's cheeks. He was surrounded by charming exotic girls and boatmen singing high-pitched songs. Lu Yuan felt as if he was immersed in heaven, feeling extremely comfortable...
This is life!
I can also experience the life of rich people!
In the future, I will be richer!
My restaurant will open in Venice!
Not long after Lu Yuan sighed, the church bells rang. Under the bright sunshine, the church in the distance seemed even more holy.
Lu Yuan was amazed and deeply moved.
Inadvertently, Lu Yuan suddenly saw the vendor, and then his lungs shook slightly, his eyes became a little greedy, and an irresistible force pushed Lu Yuan like a magnet, sucking Lu Yuan next to the vendor...
At this moment, the church, the long-legged beauty, the boat in the distance, and the gentle breeze were all gone.
In Lu Yuan's sight, there were only HA brand cigars!
It is so beautiful and so graceful!
"How much is this..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath and spoke in Chinese.
“…” The vendor aunt didn’t understand.
"how...much...?" Lu Yuan asked in broken English how much it cost.
“……” The aunt still didn’t understand.
"Ten sticks, no, ten boxes, ten boxes! I'll give you ten boxes!" Lu Yuan could only make gestures in the end, pretending to mean ten boxes.
"???"
The auntie who was the small vendor looked at Lu Yuan strangely and stretched out ten fingers. Then she looked behind her. When she saw Lu Yuan's expression of confirmation, she was immediately surprised. She nodded quickly, turned around and carried out ten boxes from the back door.
“……” Lu Yuan looked at the ten boxes of cigars in front of him and fell into deep thought.
…
Daniel silently strolled along the Basilica di Santa Maria in Venice, holding his camera.
He was a little depressed and in a low mood.
He is an art photographer, one of the best in Italy.
The works "Lion", "Karolla River" and "Graceful Girl" that were once well-known in the art world were all created by him...
But, that was only once.
Ten years...
Ten years ago he was glorious and popular, but ten years later he fell into the abyss again.
He no longer has any work worth showing off; his works have fallen into clichés and lost their former spirit.
He didn't know what happened, it seemed like everything had changed!
He felt as if his soul was bound by God and could no longer find any light of inspiration...
For an artist, having no inspiration and nothing deep to dig into is undoubtedly a nightmare.
And he will never wake up from this nightmare.
Today, he came to the church as usual, praying to God to give him a little inspiration so that he could be reborn again.
However, after coming out of the church, everything was the same as usual, there was no inspiration, no miracle, everything was so uneventful and unsurprising.
Same people, same things, same everything.
He was a little desperate.
"Ah... maybe I am a person abandoned by God..."
The evening breeze is so gentle and comfortable, but to a person in despair everything is so ironic.
Daniel shook his head, sighed, and looked at the glow of the setting sun. For the first time, he felt old.
However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw an oriental man in the corner of the church...
Then, he went crazy, took out his camera, and took dozens of photos of the oriental man...
"Oh my God, this, this..."
"Thank God Almighty!"
“Oh my God!”
"Decadence in the midst of depravity, yet with a hint of vicissitudes of life, this... this..."
"And the sweaty suits and the emotion on the men's faces, coupled with the boxes of cigars on the ground..."
"The man's expression is helpless, yet with a hint of sadness. Wait, no, there is a hint of confusion and greed in the sadness... Combined with this ray of sunshine, it is really full of artistic atmosphere!"
"marvelous!"
“Oh my god, this is so artistic!”
"Thank you, God. Thank you!"
"This is the beauty of fall and rebirth!"
“Perhaps this is the most artistic photo I have ever taken in my lifetime!”
At this moment, Daniel took many photos, then rushed towards the man excitedly, cheering like a madman.
"???"
The man smoking a cigar looked at Daniel stupidly...
Look at this Italian with tears in his eyes.
He was frightened!
I almost dropped my cigar.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
Daniel was so excited that he took a lot of photos...
"???"
"Can't we smoke here?"
The oriental man held it in for a long time before he uttered these words in front of the camera.