" There is no crying between teachers and students, no knowing smile between father and son, no tearful eyes between lovers, no thunderous applause from the masses. The thing was, the protagonist had done it, so he would continue to do it and do it to the best of his ability. Nothing else mattered. Dreams should be like this. If you did it, you would continue to do it. You would do your best and nothing else.”
"Resisting the torture is a form of conquest in itself. Beautiful and elegant things were often achieved by ferocious people. One was obsessed, while the other was Deception. The teacher and student were inseparable and couldn't control themselves. It was hard to tell if they loved music, dreams, or pain.”
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"This movie is like the music in the movie. It is the result of blood and sweat from the adrenaline rush. It is imperfect but irreplaceable!”
"Is it praise or trembling, the joy of facing an antisocial personality? The master and disciple used their limits to sharpen their talents, wishing they could kill each other's madness. There were too many outstanding things in this world, but only by enduring the weight of a thousand catties could one achieve greatness.”
" The editing of the entire movie progressed smoothly through the most exciting scenes. The performances of the two main leads were also in tune. All the priorities in the film seemed to be a natural combination, pushing people into the rhythm of an artistic life that only belongs to madness.”
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"Ah Huan, do you understand?”
Bai Jinhuan scratched his head and put down the various film reviews in his hands. Alright, he really didn't understand.
"They should be praising me, right?" Bai Jinhuan looked a little uncertain.
"Yes, that's right! You praise me to the heavens!" Young Master Jing calmly took a sip of his black tea and smiled.
"Alright then…"
Bai Jinhuan felt that it was a pity. He liked it when others praised him. It was really a little sad that he did not understand.
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He had originally planned to come and learn a foreign language from the young ladies in Japan, but it was a pity that he had died.
Peng Yuchang still couldn't let go of his face and didn't want to go out with them.
Because of the delay, Young Master Jing was attracted over.
Bai Jinhuan and Fatty Zhou couldn't possibly say things like 'we're going to have some fun' in front of Young Master Jing, and 'we'll ask you to reimburse us later,' right?
It was a pity that this country was the capital of romance. If he didn't find a few young ladies to have an experience of having sex, he would really feel like he had come in vain.
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The most famous thing about Cannes was, of course, the blue sky, white clouds, sandy beach, tall palm trees, warm sea breeze, groups of bikini beauties, and rows of yachts at the dock...
Didn't he see that Little Li was already happily playing with the water gun…It was really enviable to be with that Elven Prince.
It wasn't that she was envious of them for being able to play with water guns, but that they were surrounded by a group of long-legged models.
However, Bai Jinhuan still used the excuse of going out to get some fresh air to sneak out of the hotel. It was not bad to walk around.
These few days, Miss Nazha had been styling every day, making Bai Jinhuan unable to vent his anger.
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So what if he couldn't speak the language? With this face, he could kill his way in and out!
That's right, Bai Jinhuan might not be recognized by many people in other places, but in Jia Na, there were not many people who did not recognize him.
A talented young director had brought a crazy movie.
Bai Jinhuan, who was holding a booklet of Everyday English, quickly threw it away.
It's really useless. Most people here still speak French.
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There were not many opportunities left for Bai Jinhuan to flirt with foreign young ladies. The closing ceremony was the day after tomorrow, and he would be returning to China by then.
He wondered if he would have the chance to experience the exotic customs this time. Hmm... Swaying to the top?
Wandering through the streets and alleys of Canna, one could occasionally see people who seemed to be celebrities taking photos or something.
Hehe, it's obvious that he doesn't have any works. Did he send a few photos to Cannes?
Bai Jinhuan 'smoothly' bought a cup of coffee with his broken English. He actually wanted to buy coke more…Thinking about it, he decided not to start working out when he got back.
Occasionally, he would give autographs to people who recognized him, and he would receive kisses and notes from girls on his face.
Jiana was really a good place!
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