Xu Xin doesn't know much about foreign university courses... It's embarrassing to say that he only knows the common sense about the life of foreign college students from "American Pie"...

Once upon a time, I had the impression that foreign college students with blond hair and blue eyes would go to school to flirt with girls, and after class, they would lead a group of girls to IMPACT.

In that youthful ignorance, he had no idea how much he drooled with envy.

I even applied to the old man for him to go to the United States to study.

pity……

The old man is well-informed, how can he still not know how much his son weighs?

And go to the United States...

Once you get out of the sacred tree, you will be like a lost husky.

You still go abroad...

You might cause some serious trouble by then.

So I didn’t pay any attention to my son’s unrealistic ideas.

This resulted in Xu Xin's knowledge being relatively narrow... After all, he was a child from the county town and had never seen much of the market. So when he entered the campus of the University of Venice, his first reaction was...this young foreign guy and the young man.

There are so many horses...are they all trying to copy the plot of "American Pie"?

And when he thought that he had made a wrong step and failed to go to the United States... which led to him becoming what he is today, he regretted it and bit the back molars in his mouth.

Eat it together with the pizza.

Of course, this is a joke.

To be honest, the whole university is really lively.

There are really a lot of people here. Although young people make up the majority, you can also see a lot of foreigners of all ages.

Thinking of this, he asked Zhong Changyou:

"There's more than one movie for us in this college auditorium, right?"

"right."

Zhong Changyou nodded:

"These people include journalists, film critics, bloggers who love movies...all kinds of people. Foreigners...they are more leisurely. This half of the year is the time for Venice tourism to generate income. You can do whatever you want here.

The people we meet casually may be writers for some professional film review magazines or critics... But we don't have to worry, most people can't understand what we say. So we are not so cautious in our words and deeds.

"Yu

Although the question Xu Xin asked was not originally intended to be this, after some popular science, he probably had an idea.

After being taught by an Italian pastry chef with a portion of steamed buns, the mentality of the three of them has changed.

At least I am no longer as anxious as before.

Now I had time to enjoy the scenery of the school.

After going around and around all the way, they finally arrived at the entrance of the school auditorium, where they finally met several other colleagues from Xiying Studio.

"Hello everyone."

While saying hello to everyone, Xu Xin glanced at the door of the auditorium and asked:

"Can I go in now?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhanliang, a staff member of Xiying Studio, waved his hand:

"'Love Triangle' is playing inside, and it will end in about ten minutes. We can enter the venue after the audience has finished coming out. I have already redeemed the tickets, and they are all in the back row. However, the people at the Venice Film Festival have clearly stipulated that in

During the screening of the film, all crew members are not allowed to conduct interviews or hold meetings in unofficially permitted venues for any activities of any nature. So we can only watch, and we cannot go on stage for interviews after the film, like at domestic premieres."

"Understood."

Xu Xin nodded, and at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from several people around him:

"Director Xu?!"

I turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man looking this way with a young man holding a camera in his hand to take pictures.

Before Xu Xin could speak, Wang Zhanliang quickly waved his hands, dissatisfaction appearing on his face:

"It's forbidden to film here. Why don't you follow any rules when you go abroad?"

The middle-aged people also noticed the camera held by the young man and even heard two "click click" sounds of the shutter.

But he didn't stop him at first, but waited until Wang Zhanliang spoke before closing the camera:

"Don't mess around! What are you doing so rashly?!... I'm sorry everyone, he's a newcomer, it's his first time to participate in such an event."

Wang Zhanliang knew this person's personality very well, so although his tone could not be said to be impolite, it was still very blunt:

"Now that everyone has gone abroad, every move represents the face of China! If you don't abide by other people's rules, it will be a shame for all of us! Delete the photos! Which media do you belong to? There are no rules at all.

Don’t want to talk about it? Delete it for me immediately!”

Tsk…

When Brother Sun saw that this was something he knew, a little helplessness appeared in his eyes.

But he still took the camera in person, deleted all the photos of them in front of Wang Zhanliang who came over, and said politely:

"It has been deleted. Well... can we know about the situation of "Hawthorn Tree"? Not counting interviews, if you have cooperative media, we can also publish these news after the cooperative media publishes the news."

This time, Wang Zhanliang did not refuse, but looked at Zhong Changyou.

Zhong Changyou looked at Xu Xin.

It's actually hard to refuse this kind of thing. After all, "Hawthorn Tree" always needs publicity.

Simply being shortlisted is certainly not enough to be a topic of news.

At this time, it is a good thing to have domestic journalists publicize it.

As the saying goes, public is public and private is private.

Officials of the Venice Film Festival do not deny interviews to the crews of each film, but any unofficial reporters are not allowed to interview near the venues where the films are screened.

So after hearing this person's words "It's not an interview" and the subsequent conditions, it proves that this person doesn't care which media it is, at least he understands the rules.

But now the decision lies with Xu Xin.

After all, he is the director.

As for Xu Xin, he took a look at these two people...

It seemed vaguely familiar.

In addition, meeting old friends in a foreign country is just a small talk anyway. If you make it convenient for others, it is convenient for yourself.

So he nodded and pointed to the trash can next to the auditorium:

"Can I smoke here?"

Hearing his kind words, the middle-aged man was a little surprised.

But he immediately smiled and nodded:

"What if Director Xu just came here? Winston, have you ever smoked? As long as there are no ban marks."

"No. Taste it."

A group of people, including Liu Yifei, moved towards the trash can.

There is no no-smoking sign here, and Xu Xin also saw someone smoking in front of the trash can just now, so it should not be in the way.

Then, a WINSTON was handed over.

"Sun Youcai and Lin Dong are both reporters from Star Weekly."

Brother Sun pointed at the young man who only had a name of millions of words. After saying his name and his own, he quickly handed the cigarettes to others.

Lin Xin took the call, and Zhong Changyou took the call.

Almost everyone in Xiying Film Studio like Wang Zhanliang smokes.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight cigarettes were scattered, and the cigarette box collapsed.

Xu Xin asked curiously:

"How much does a pack of these cigarettes cost?"

"It's expensive. It's 5.5 euros per box... If you change it to our country, it's fifty or sixty yuan."

Although Sun Youcai didn't look like he was in pain, he was obviously not relaxed either.

Then Xu Xin was happy.

I took out the Zhonghua that I had just opened and smoked two pills from my pocket:

"Shall we switch?"

"Well……"

Brother Sun was stunned for a moment and suddenly became happy:
To be continued...