"I'm a photography artist. I think the photo you just took is very artistic. So could you allow me to use these photos of yours in the photography art exhibition next month? If so, I would be very grateful to you. You are my benefactor!" Daniel looked at Lu Yuan in fluent Italian.

"Huh? Will there be a fine? How much?" Lu Yuan looked at Daniel's excited expression, threw away his cigar, and made a gesture of money.

"Yes, yes, if it is a great success, the prize money will not be less. I will give you all the prize money, and maybe your photos will become one of the few in the Venice Art Hall!" Daniel was even more excited.

"Well, okay, then I won't smoke anymore, don't get excited." Lu Yuan threw away the cigar, admitted his mistake in a good manner, and made a no gesture.

"Don't you need money? Yes, money seems a little tacky, but thank you, thank you for your dedication to art. This is my business card, may I know your name..." Daniel looked at the gesture and suddenly felt a strong sense of gratitude. He quickly took out his business card and handed it to Lu Yuan, and made a name gesture.

"ah?"

As the sun sets, Lu Yuan took the crumpled business card, looked at it for a long time, and then looked at Lu Yuan with some confusion.

"NAME..." Daniel looked at Lu Yuan puzzledly, and quickly took out the photos he had just taken and took out a pen.

"Name? Do I need to register it? It won't leave a criminal record, right?"

"Daniel, Daniel...I, Daniel..." Daniel wrote his name on the paper, pointed to the business card, and then pointed at Lu Yuan.

"Your name is Daniel? You won't have a criminal record?" Lu Yuan made a gesture.

"Yes, your name is..."

"My...name? Oh, okay, Lu Yuan..." Lu Yuan wrote the two words Lu Yuan in Chinese characters.

"Thank you...crab..." Daniel was grateful. Knowing that Lu Yuan was Chinese, he uttered two broken words in Chinese. Then he prayed devoutly towards the church and expressed his gratitude. Then he waved to Lu Yuan and turned away carefully with the camera in his hand.

"Eh? What a strange person."

Lu Yuan looked at his back in a daze.

But thanks?

Why should you thank me?

Wait, did I misunderstand? He didn't mean for me to stop smoking?

What is that?

…

Venice at night is beautiful and dazzling.

Lu Yuan airlifted ten boxes of cigars back to the country, and then ate and drank to his heart's content in the small town of Venice.

It's good to have money, you can spend it however you want.

Lu Yuan used to think that he could imagine the happiness of rich people, but after actually spending money and seeing the world, he realized that the life of rich people was truly unimaginable.

After eating countless delicacies and seafood and touring the brightly lit tourist attractions, Lu Yuan returned to the Hilton Hotel.

Looking at the luxurious attire and unimaginable elegance, Lu Yuan felt that he had indeed fallen.

For the first time, he felt the charm of money, and for the first time, he felt that having money was such a happy thing.

However, this happiness only lasted about half an hour.

Half an hour later, perhaps because of Lu Yuan's excessive eating and drinking, his digestive system malfunctioned and he suddenly had a stomachache. At first, Lu Yuan thought it was just a minor problem, but in fact, Lu Yuan was proved wrong...

The rushing river and the world turned upside down made Lu Yuan truly understand what it meant to not eat carelessly...

That night, Lu Yuan did not enjoy the wonderful big bed in the Hilton Hotel, nor did he enjoy the joy of air conditioning. Instead, he enjoyed the joy of the smart toilet.

In the early morning, around four or five o'clock.

Lu Yuan's cell phone rang.

When Lu Yuan looked at the number, he saw that it was an international call from Wang Jinxue.

"Hello……"

"Lu Yuan, I have good news for you. Our "Buried Alive" is approaching the top three "My Deskmate" and has a good chance of surpassing it and becoming one of the top three..."

"Um, great, good news..."

“Is Venice fun?”

"fine……"

"What's wrong with your voice? It sounds a little weird."

"It's okay...what's wrong?"

"What are you doing now? You don't look like you're sleeping and you look a little weak... Are you playing with women?" After hearing Lu Yuan's weak voice, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly became inexplicably alert.

"No, I didn't play. I'm...not sure what to say right now." Lu Yuan took a deep breath, looked at his haggard self in the mirror, and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing? What's so embarrassing about it? Lu Yuan, even though you're alone in Venice, you have to behave yourself, don't be like some people who only know how to play messy games..."

"I don't……"

"You really haven't played with women?"

"without……"

"and you……"

"I'm pooping... I have diarrhea..." Lu Yuan held it in for a long time, his face turned red before he finally uttered these words.

“…”

There was silence on the other end of the phone. When Lu Yuan thought that Wang Jinxue was going to hang up, Wang Jinxue did not hang up.

"Didn't you bring medicine?" There was silence on the other end.

“I forgot to buy it…”

"Why are you so ignorant? Don't you know to bring some anti-diarrhea medicine when you go out? Why are you acting like a little kid..."

“…”

Lu Yuan has a headache.

He listened to the person on the other end of the phone scolding him, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Wang Jinxue seemed to be particularly talkative today, and she talked a lot...

Lu Yuan could only listen because he couldn't refute Wang Jinxue.

After scolding for a few minutes, Wang Jinxue seemed to feel that she was being too nagging and it was inconsistent with her usual cold attitude towards Lu Yuan, so she hung up the phone.

More than ten minutes later, the doorbell rang in Lu Yuan's room. Lu Yuan opened the door with his pants held up, puzzled, and saw a waiter holding a bag and handing it to Lu Yuan with a smile.

After Lu Yuan opened the bag, he found a box of antidiarrhea medicine and some other things that Lu Yuan couldn't understand...

These should be medicine.

This moment...

Lu Yuan suddenly felt warm in his heart.

…

The next evening, Zhang Tong stood downstairs of the Hilton, waiting for Lu Yuan to come down from upstairs with great energy.

Lu Yuan went down the stairs very slowly and looked a little bit strenuous.

Lu Yuan looked a little listless, his face looked bad, and he seemed to be exhausted...

"Xiao Lu...it's okay for young people to play around, but don't overdo it. Playing too much can be harmful to your health..."

"Director Zhang, you may have misunderstood. Last night I actually..."

"Don't explain. I understand. After all, we were all young once. Okay, get in the car. Remember to stay a little longer when you walk on the red carpet to make your presence felt..."

"oh."

Lu Yuan wanted to explain, but after seeing the expression on Zhang Tong's face, he realized that his explanation had no substantive significance.

Some misunderstandings can only remain misunderstandings...

I had diarrhea all night and now I feel really weak.

Although I won't have diarrhea anymore...

but……

I hope nothing unexpected happens during the award ceremony.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

…

"Wow, is this song "To Alice" really composed by a Chinese? It's amazing!"

"Yes, it was created by a Chinese named Lu Yuan."

"Lu Yuan... huh... I didn't expect China to have so many hidden talents. After the film festival is over, I want to go to China to meet this Chinese man. I want to talk to him about piano. I can tell that this Chinese man named Lu Yuan has a deep attainment in piano music."

"Mr. Edward, I'm afraid you don't have to go to China."

"Why?"

"Because he came to Venice and attended the film festival."

"What! Is this true?"

"Not only that, but he is also one of the nominees for many film and television episodes... If he is lucky enough, his award will be presented by you, provided that he wins..."

"Oh? Oh my God, is it so predestined?"