Huayu, can you be called the best actor if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 375: Simple American Party

The table knife moved aside.

Li Luo poked the cut Australian lobster with a fork and slowly put it into his mouth.

His gaze.

But he looked at the woman who suddenly appeared with great admiration.

Jessica Alba.

I didn't expect to see her at Wahlberg's yacht party. This girl is an American sweetheart, and her looks are extremely outstanding among the beautiful women in Hollywood.

She looks extremely sweet yet sexy.

Her skills are considered quite good among Hollywood actresses.

If Li Luo remembered correctly, she became famous for her role as a genetically modified female warrior in "Dark Angel", and also gained countless fans in a number of movies such as "Sin City" and "Fantastic Four".

It’s not first-line, but it should be quasi-first-line.

This is already extremely impressive.

Not every actress can establish a firm foothold in Hollywood, and even after getting married and having children, can continue to get the leading or second female role in movies.

Judging from his appearance, he should be friends with Wahlberg.

But come to think of it.

Jessica Alba has made many guest appearances in "Entourage". This sexy beauty is now a movie star, not a friend, so it is impossible for her to make a guest appearance in a TV series.

In the chain of contempt.

This is especially true in Hollywood.

In terms of status in the entertainment industry, movie actors are able to firmly surpass TV actors. Unless they have a friendship or the pay is extremely tempting, those big names usually won't hang around in TV dramas.

Not to mention movie actors, even TV actors think that it is an act of lowering one's status.

Look at this movement.

He must be here to look for someone.

Thinking of the white man who had just fled in a hurry, Li Luo chewed the lobster meat strangely.

There are some things that you don’t need to guess to know what’s going on!
"Please."

Seeing Jessica's tense face, Wahlberg raised his hand calmly: "If you're looking for Warren, I can only say that he's not here. I swear to God."

"Why don't you go look for it?"

There is nothing wrong with what he said, and it is indeed not the case now.

Although his relationship with the other man's boyfriend is average, Wahlberg believes that loyalty must be maintained on such major issues.

Don't cover up for others.

If something happens in the future, who the hell will stand up to cover for me?

"You're an asshole."

Jessica raised her middle finger, expressing her dissatisfaction very directly.

If only I could find it.

You don’t have to run to the top!

But after cursing softly, Jessica threw her shoulder bag onto the sofa and walked over with her long legs swinging. It was enough for her to show her attitude, and she didn't want to really get to the bottom of it.

She knew very well that in the world of fame and fortune, there were some things that she could only turn a blind eye to.

If I continue to be so serious.

No one will have an easy time.

As long as that guy doesn't take it too far!
As for the naked woman next to her and those girls in scantily clad clothes, Jessica didn't take them to heart at all and wasn't surprised at all. Hollywood parties are inseparable from wine and sex.

The only difference is the scale of play!
Come to the sofa.

Jessica looked curiously at the man who put down his knife, smiled and stood up.

In fact, when she walked up just now, she immediately focused her attention on this guy. It was the first time she saw such a handsome Asian.

But in Hollywood, there are countless handsome actors.

Jessica didn't care about that either.

However, in such an entertainment occasion, this guy was actually dressed meticulously, and he was eating in a suit and tie, and the bow tie around his neck made her laugh.

This look is somewhat out of place at the party.

The most out of place.

He is the one who has no desire for money, sex or anything else.

The other person seemed to be emitting a fresh scent like sunshine, and I couldn't help but feel the urge to get close to him and get to know him.

Even if you don't say a word, you will be the focus of the crowd.

Even with Mark Wahlberg sitting next to him, he couldn't suppress this guy's aura.

This was what made her most curious.

"introduce."

Wahlberg didn't care about the middle finger, he stood up and introduced with a smile: "This is Li Luo, a movie actor, director, screenwriter, and producer I just met. He just received six or seven minutes of applause in the Lumiere Hall."

"Jessica Alba."

Wahlberg gestured back and forth with his palms, and continued to introduce: "Lee, I think you should know Jessica. She is a very good movie actor."

"Mud howl!"

Jessica immediately spoke in broken Chinese, with a sweet smile on her face:

“You’re an actor, right?”

"Yes."

Holding the other's slightly cold hand, Li Luo smiled and nodded: "Ms. Alba, it's a pleasure to meet you. You are more beautiful than you look in the movies."

Looking closer, the other person's face appears more delicate.

That little face.

As if one hand could hold it.

"Thank you."

Jessica smiled politely again and then let go of her hand.

Such a compliment.

I've heard it over 1,800 times.

Just thinking of Wahlberg's introduction just now, she looked to the side in confusion again.

"Yes."

Jessica shrugged her shoulders as she was surprised. "Lee is the director, screenwriter, and producer. He is also an excellent action actor. You just missed a wonderful performance."

"I believe it must be so."

After being slightly surprised, Jessica said something polite again.

On the surface, it seemed that she had suppressed the matter, but she still felt a little unhappy.

Without bothering to figure out why this young guy could hold so many positions, this beautiful mixed-race girl twisted her plump little buttocks and sat unceremoniously between Li Luo and Wahlberg.

"liquor?"

Picking up the whiskey, she gestured to Li Luo.

"Thank you."

Li Luo waved his knife and pushed the cup over without any hesitation.

I didn't eat enough at the cocktail party. Although I was very interested in getting to know the Invisible Woman from "Fantastic Four", the most important thing now was to fill my stomach.

one more.

It is obvious that the other party is taken.

And the owner, Mark Wahlberg and others are also familiar with him.

This is a shame.

But it's quite difficult to match.

The whiskey gurgled down, and in a flash it almost overflowed from the cup. Looking at Jessica's smiling face, Wahlberg didn't dare to say "enough", and could only watch with a wry smile.

Fortunately, he had a brother to accompany him, and Dillon's cup was also filled to the brim.

Knowing that Jessica was venting her anger.

The latter also smiled awkwardly and did not dare to say anything.

"cheers!"

Jessica showed off her white teeth and smiled until her eyes curved into crescents: "To celebrate meeting Li, everyone must drink it up, not a drop left!!!"

Since you have chosen to help take the blame.

Then be prepared to bear the firepower.

Wahlberg and Dillon looked at each other and helplessly picked up the full bottles of whiskey.

As a stranger.

Li Luo was not within Jessica's fire coverage.

He picked up the small glass of wine with a smile and drank it in one gulp without any pressure.

What he didn't expect was that Jessica, who looked weak and delicate, was actually so much like an older sister in private. With Wahlberg's temper and status, there were not many people who could force him to drink.

"Feel sorry."

Putting down the cup, Li Luo looked at Jessica curiously: "How do you know I speak Chinese?"

Wahlberg introduced a name, and the girl started howling.

It made him a little confused.

“Not just Chinese.”

Jessica also drank half a glass of wine cleanly, and said with a breath of alcohol: "I dare to bet with you where you are from, and I will bet 100 euros. Are you interested?"

"One to two."

With the influence of alcohol, the unpleasantness I felt when I first came here dissipated a lot.

She also felt like joking.

"Count me in."

Frowning and swallowing the strong whiskey, Wahlberg slammed a hundred euros on the table: "I bet you can't guess it!"

The two of them not only just met.

Jessica just arrived in Cannes this afternoon.

When I introduced myself just now, I didn't mention where Li Luo was from. That guy speaks with a pretty good Hollywood accent, so the chances of winning this bet are still very high.

"Can I join?"

Although Ti Lung really wanted to earn the hundred dollars, he was very aware of his role as a younger brother.

"It's up to you, anyone who wants to join is fine."

Ignoring the hand-rolled cigarettes that fell on the table, Jessica took out a box of unopened women's cigarettes from her arms with a smile: "Li, what do you think? Are you interested in joining this gambling game?"

When this girl smiled, everything around her became clear.

"of course."

Li Luo took out a hundred euros from his wallet and slapped the money on the table right after Dillon: "I bet you win!"

"Waterfa?"

Wahlberg spread his hands.

Expressed strong dissatisfaction.

"I see confidence in her eyes." Li Luo calmly cut the Australian dragon and ate slowly but quickly: "I like this confidence. It doesn't mean I can't bet on her to win, right?"

A simple sentence.

Jessica couldn't help but look at him deeply.

Then he grabbed two hundred euros without hesitation and gave one to Li Luo: "You are Chinese!"

"Thank you."

Li Luo took the money and put it into his pocket swiftly.

"Oh oh oh."

Ti Lung was immediately anxious and quickly waved his hands, saying, "I need an explanation. Why not Chinese or Hong Kong Island, Taiwan Island, or even Southeast Asia, Japan, and South Korea?"

This guy is pretty good.

This reserve of geographical knowledge is already very good among Americans!

"confidence."

Jessica smiled with her eyes narrowed, and said with certainty: "He has an extremely strong self-confidence, which is not unique to him. I rarely feel it from people in the places you mentioned."

"It is only found in Chinese people, and this temperament is particularly obvious."

"how to say!"

"If a Japanese or Korean sits next to Mark, unless the status of the two sides is very different, there will be a natural feeling of obedience."

"And he."

Jessica shifted her gaze and looked at Li Luo with interest: "I feel like he's eager to try. Look, even his sitting posture is the same, with one leg spread out, and he looks extremely relaxed."

"It's just a feeling for me, maybe Lee knows what the real answer is."

Just a hundred euros was nothing to Dillon.

required.

It's just an answer.

He and Wahlberg looked at Li Luo at the same time and found that, just as Jessica said, he was completely different from the Chinese people they usually came into contact with.

Li Luo looked down at himself in surprise, but didn't find anything special!
Why do people naturally obey when they are close to white people?

My bones are not that cheap.

If this is the case, wouldn't those ancestors have been in vain?
"Uh~"

Li Luo's face straightened, and he picked up the bottle of wine and poured them each one under the gaze of several people: "If friends come to visit, we will provide the best wine."

"But what if it's the enemy who comes?"

"Then what greets them is a fierce shotgun."

"Yeah." Li Luo picked up the wine glass and showed extremely strong confidence on his face: "This is the lyrics of a song. More than one billion people in China are familiar with this song. This is also the great spirit that a great man has instilled into our bones."

“Maybe that’s what you feel is different!”

"in addition."

"I treat you as my friends, why should I show obedience? You shouldn't have such thoughts!"

"Yes."

Wahlberg nodded slowly and held the glass tightly again: "Maybe I should listen to that song. These two sentences make so much sense!"

"you're right."

"I don't have that idea either. What I'm offering you is fine wine!"

"So we are friends."

Seeing the smile on the boy's face, Li Luo laughed and bumped his glass against his, "Cheers to our friendship."

"Yes."

Dillon raised the same.

"Honor friendship."

Jessica was also driven by this atmosphere, and the whiskey in her hand splashed everywhere.

The four of them toasted together.

Cheers floated under the starry sky of the Mediterranean.

The sea was surging, causing the yacht to sway slightly.

The waves hit the hull, creating bright waves. Seagulls circled in the blue sea and sky, then swooped down at the steel monster in front of them with a roar.

The wings folded.

Landed steadily at the porthole.

The sharp beak tapped rapidly against the glass, and the seagull flapped its wings again and took off.

Continue to enjoy the free wind and waves in the early morning.

These noises made Li Luo, who was lying on the big bed, squint his eyes. The golden light made his pupils shrink slightly a few times before he could barely adapt to the bright environment.

Just as I started to yawn, I felt the soft elasticity in my hand.

of course.

The tightness is indispensable!

With a subconscious smile, Li Luo moved his hands skillfully. The size of the B-class was quite good, and the feel was first-rate. He could feel the perfect outline just by touching it.

There is no doubt that this is the real thing.

only.

Who is this?

Li Luo straightened his waist in a daze and turned his neck very comfortably.

Follow his movements.

A muffled groan came from under the white quilt.

What caught my eye were a few strands of smooth brown hair, and the charming scent of perfume wafted to my nose. The smell was relatively light, but quite pleasant, not the kind that was so strong that it smelled bad.

Memories began to flood back.

The cheers seem to still echo in my ears.

Neon lights flashed in my mind. In the picture, Dillon jumped onto the platform in just a pair of shorts. After pushing aside his wavy blond hair, he shook his rough body hair.

Screams were heard, and someone sprayed champagne on the guy in disgust.

wrong.

That person seemed to be myself.

The scene flashed again, and I was lying on the sofa with a bottle of wine in my hand. Three or four foreign girls gathered around me, screaming and scrambling for the colorful euros that fell on them.

The drunk Wahlberg next to him excitedly threw small bills.

Let the girls fight more vigorously.

The blondes and blue-eyed girls were fighting for it, and their white shirts were torn to shreds.

See the strong muscles.

The girls pulled even more excitedly.

Some even went so far as to put their hands directly into the belt, and cheers of surprise resounded throughout the cabin, as if they had discovered some treasure. Suddenly, he seemed to see Jessica's tight face.

It was just that the mixed-race girl was sitting next to them, laughing and holding a beer.

His eyes were full of admiration.

Such a chaotic scene was spinning wildly in my mind like a marquee. American parties were so simple and unpretentious, with flying bills everywhere and champagne bubbles gushing into every corner.

There were all kinds of thunders, making me dizzy.

Li Luo calmed himself down.

The picture in my mind appeared on the top of the yacht, where I came up to get some fresh air, feeling uncomfortable with the smoke from the hand-rolled cigarette.

Compared with the bustling second-floor cabin, the upper floor seems deserted.

Jessica was sitting alone on the sofa. Her previous happy look was gone. The mixed-race girl frowned tightly and was holding the bottle and swallowing whiskey in big gulps.

In the other hand, he was holding a pair of men's underwear.

Next.

Then the rapid English voice sounded.

Although he had strengthened his vocabulary for a period of time before leaving for Cannes, Li Luo's vocabulary was still relatively limited. Jessica's speech was mixed with a lot of slang and a drunken accent, which made it difficult for him to understand her.

"I trusted him so much."

"I bought this pair of pants for him. Damn it. Why are they stuck in the gap of the sofa?"

"What did you do and why?"

".asshole."

"If you drink, then drink. Why take off your underwear?"

Jessica kept mumbling words such as anger, disappointment, and unwillingness, and she kept pouring in the fine whiskey. Under the stimulation of alcohol, the two of them got closer and closer.
Last night, or rather a few hours ago.

It became completely vivid in Li Luo's mind.

"Gudu!"

He swallowed hard and slowly lifted the messy quilt with some disbelief and surprise.

Strands of brown hair.

Just randomly cover that beautiful and delicate face.

The bridge of the nose is straight.

The sexy corners of her mouth are slightly raised.

The expression on her face seemed extremely satisfied, with a cheerful smile still on her face even in her daze. As the quilt was lifted, her wheat-colored skin turned golden under the sunlight.

It feels like the finest silk in the world.

This is actually true.

Holding the other person's perfectly shaped penis, Li Luo personally felt the smoothness of the mixed-race beauty's skin.

The delicate little face in his arms made his brain completely clear. His heart began to beat strongly, pumping blood rapidly, and his whole body became full of fighting spirit.

This significant change made Jessica twist her waist hard.

next moment.

Eyelashes fluttering rapidly.

The Invisible Woman in "Fantastic Four" just opened her eyes blankly.

The brown eyes were so deep that they directly reflected Li Luo's face.

Jessica's eyes were full of astonishment and dullness. She stared blankly at the handsome face so close to her, her mind so confused that she couldn't think at all.

why.

This guy is so close to me!

why.

His hand would be on his chest.

damn it.

Still kneading.

The waves of numbness made her mind even more confused. Even if she didn't lower her head to look, she could feel the other person's strong abdominal muscles and the heat that made her feel uneasy.

wrong.

Something is moving!
"Oh~~~"

Jessica opened her mouth and took a trembling breath.

at the same time.

Li Luo couldn't hold back any longer. With red eyes, he lifted the quilt high. The white quilt fluttered, covering his and the woman's perfect body tightly!

"NO, NO, NO!!!"

"Que"

"Yesssssss~"

[After a perfect Cannes debut, of course we have to end it with a hearty celebration]

【Indulge Success】

[Reward: Constitution +1]

'The midnight screening last night gave me a great surprise. It has been a long time since I have seen such a wonderful action movie. The rhythm, pictures and story structure are all great. I give it four Palme d'Ors.'

'The artistic quality is weak, the plot is clichéd, and I didn't get a surprise until the protagonist pointed a gun at himself at the end.'

"Two golden palm trees."

'This is an action feast, a movie that all action movie fans should not miss. Considering that this is the lead actor's debut, three Palmes d'Or is a no-brainer. What's the problem?'

'Impressive movie, I even saw some Jackie Chan in it.'

'The young leading actor and director gave their all.'

'Here I am.'

'Worthy of three Palme d'Or.'

The cobblestone street outside the restaurant was bustling with people, some walking hurriedly, others leisurely as if on vacation. Everyone was enjoying their time in Cannes, and two people were sitting in the outdoor dining chairs.

Flipping through newspapers.

Whenever a relatively important movie is released, there will always be corresponding film reviews freshly released.

Its level of praise.

The Palme d'Or is often used as the standard.

The more trees there are, the more film critics or the media like it.

As for whether it is important or not, it depends on the individual!
“Two trees are a bit low, aren’t they?”

Shaking the newspaper, Stephanie frowned slightly: "The completion of "Rage" is still very good, at least it is worth three trees."

After two hours last night, she has become a fan of "Raging Fire".

Seeing the low ratings, it's natural to feel dissatisfied.

Optimistic about Li Luo.

This allows her to naturally stand on the side of the young director psychologically.

“Overall good.”

Wick picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. "Most media outlets gave it a three-point rating, and some even gave it a four-point rating. It's much better than Wang's opening film, "Blueberry Nights"!"

"There are always some people who don't like to watch this kind of movie."

"Ah."

Stephanie nodded.

Putting away the newspaper, she looked around with a hint of trepidation.

Wrists raised.

He looked at the jumping pointer again.

"Lee will come."

Wick glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes and said without raising his head: "It's hard to say for actors, but a successful producer will not lack a sense of time. You need to calm yourself down."

"I want Lee too, but I don't want to feel passive."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to convince him."

"OK?"

"OK!"

Picking up the cup, Stephanie smiled sheepishly.

The aroma of coffee and the lingering fragrance coming from the restaurant made tourists slow down their pace, but after looking at the price list on the sign, many of them touched their pockets with heartache.

The only choice is to leave quickly.

"Goo~~~"

A clear stomach rumbling sound came from behind, which made Stephanie laugh.

I didn't expect that there are people who are so hungry.

"Feel sorry."

But the next moment, an apology came quickly with the rumbling of the stomach, and he sat down next to me without any courtesy: "I'm really sorry to have kept you two waiting for so long, but if you don't mind."

"Can I have something to eat first?"

Although he was wearing a wrinkled suit, he still smelled faintly of cigarettes and alcohol.

But the man's energetic and handsome look still made Stephanie's eyes sparkle.

Immediately nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice!

(End of this chapter)