The Watsons and his wife both graduated from the Law Department of Cambridge University. After getting married, they went to Paris, France, where Emma was born in Paris. Later, they settled in London because of their divorce.

For the Watsons, the further study at Cambridge University and Oxford University is also an important part of continuing the family tradition. After adulthood, Emma finally chose Oxford University to further study.

It is worth mentioning that during elementary school, Emma attended Oxford Dragon Primary School.

This is also the elementary school where Renley attended. In addition, Matthew Dunlop also attended this. Emma was only one year later than Renley.

In other words, the first meeting between Lanley and Emma was more than ten years ago.

Lanley did not forget, he was not sure whether Emma had forgotten; however, he believed Emma should not have forgotten.

During her studies at Oxford Dragon Primary School, Emma often participated in school drama activities, and was undoubtedly a star in the school. She had invited Renley and Matthew to participate in school activities many times, but unfortunately, they didn't seem to buy the accounts of the school's storm.

Time flies. Now, Emma stood in front of Lan Li, smiling sweetly. Her elegant and decent posture showed the graceful girl's style. Her bright red lips outlined a graceful curve. "I just came here to say hello. Lan Li Hall, the name has been hovering in my ears for a long time. Tonight's work is beyond imagination."

Then Emma solemnly raised her right hand and reached out to Renly friendly.

Lan Li raised her eyebrows gently. This movement was too formal and even had a sense of ritual, which seemed meaningful; but looking at Emma's calm and bright eyes, Lan Li knew that this was an open plot, and there was no room for rejection.

So Renli also raised his right hand and held Emma's right hand.

Flash light, illuminated.

With their hands in hand, the light suddenly rose. Under the attention of everyone, all the reporters clearly recorded this classic moment, just like the first official meeting between the two heads of state. Obviously, gossip reporters will never miss such a moment worth remembering!

Emma's face was still filled with an elegant and noble smile, and she politely slighted her head and expressed her greetings.

Then, she wanted to pull out her palm, but found that her palm was firmly controlled in Lan Li's palm. The seemingly slender and thin palm, the traces left by playing the piano for many years, could vaguely outline the outlines of her fingers and palms, without feeling any threat at all.

But, she couldn't break free.

Emma was slightly panicked.

indecent?

In an instant, a vague guess flashed through Emma's mind. The words of exclamation had already come to her mouth, but when she raised her head, she crashed into her eyes, unable to find any excessive expression and glory; on the contrary, she couldn't help but feel panicked.

It was a pair of clear and light brown eyes that reflected a faint halo in the glimmer of light around the red carpet, like the sea under the moonlight, as if everything was so transparent and so pure, but it became unfathomable because of the misty halo.

Without warning, Emma became panicked, as if she had nowhere to hide, and all her thoughts and thoughts were exposed.

In public, Emma was a little at a loss.

For the first time, she felt that things were out of control and began to become tricky. She had thought of shouting for help, and with a yelling scolding, all the mistakes could be pushed onto Lanli, condemning Lanli for crossing the boundaries. In such occasions, the identity of a woman could gain the upper hand, not to mention that this is France.

But the words were stuck in her throat. As Lan Li's bright eyes were staring, she didn't dare.

"...Mr. Hall." Emma tried hard to squeeze out a smile, trying to hide her embarrassment with her voice; she tried it again with her right hand, but she still couldn't get rid of it. She seemed to have no strength, but she was firmly locked in the cage.

Lan Li didn't answer, but just looked at Emma in front of her quietly.

He was really too familiar with similar tricks. In fact, he didn't mind that everyone was showing off his skills in the world of fame and fortune. Seeing who could stand at the highest peak is the rule. In the final analysis, it depends on who can control the rules; however, he had no interest in becoming a stumbling block, nor was he interested in becoming a stepping stone.

Those who use the rules must bear the backlash of the rules after being discovered. Unfortunately, the young lady in front of her chose the wrong partner. Lan Li was even more curious about whether this was her own idea or her agent's idea? But what is certain is that no matter which answer is, their considerations are still not comprehensive enough.

"Miss Watson." The smile on Lan Li's lips suddenly appeared, like a flash of cereal bathed in the moonlight. The instantaneous beauty made people blush and heart beat, but Emma did not dare to look directly, subconsciously lowered her eyes, concealing the embarrassment and panic deep in her eyes, "I hope you enjoy tonight's movie."

A plain sentence, just a little emphasis on the word "movie", was like a stone rolling on the eaves in the quiet late night. The sound on the eardrums magnified little by little, and they tried their best to look for the figures of ghosts and monsters around, but they could only see a darkness, and the crisp sound was everywhere, and they instantly burst into cold sweat.

Movies. Not other tricks.

Movies. Not other intentions.

When Emma reacted, her right hand had regained freedom. Her body's inertia and center of gravity seemed to have lost control. Her whole movement seemed a little swaying, and her footsteps staggered a little back; while Lanli, he had restored her gentlemanly appearance. To be more precise, Lanli's gentlemanly etiquette had never changed.

However, Emma felt as if she had swayed around the entrance of the cold cellar, and her entire back was completely wet.

Looking down at his right hand that was still stiff in the air, Emma hurriedly retracted her right hand, pretending to be calm and re-expressed her demeanor, and pinned her fragments of hair behind her ears, but this was not an easy task.

The more you panic you feel, the more stiff you appear.

Emma thrust her waist vigorously, trying to prove her calmness and integrity, but under Lan Li's eyes, she had nowhere to hide, and the words to her lips became empty and boring. "Mr. Hall, I hope we will meet again. I wish you good luck in your movie tonight. Also, I am very happy to know you. I personally like your works very much and I have great expectations for it tonight."

A bunch of nonsense, dry nonsense. More importantly, her voice was trembling, trembling uncontrollably.

But Emma no longer cared about it at this time. She straightened her back, smiled, her legs were closed together, her jaw raised, and her posture was calm. With dignity and pride being barely maintained, she turned around first and left with only a proud back, leaving Lan Li in place and walked towards the reporters again.

At the same time, the reporters did not notice the undercurrents before the two young actors, but only keenly captured the "first meeting" between Lanley and Emma. They looked excited and their words rang:

"Emma, ​​what do you think of Lanley's movies? Do you personally like Lanley's works? Is it possible for you to collaborate with Lanley? What exactly is the content you just talked about? Did you come here tonight for Lanley?"...

The bustling sounds swarmed in, and Emma's fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

That devil.

She just wanted to borrow the other party to increase some exposure, and she had no malice at all. Otherwise, she would not be able to appear on the page by relying on the movie "Pearls and Treasures" in Cannes, where stars are gathered; she is still planning to make Lan Li a part of it next time she speaks for feminism. These are all for charity!

But that guy...that guy!

She clenched her fists secretly, forced her trembling fingertips to calm down, but it did not appear on the surface at all. She showed her signature smile, raised her jaw, and once again showed a perfect and elegant demeanor, and began to answer questions about Renli.

...

Standing behind her back, Lan Li was not in a hurry to leave, and still maintained gentlemanly etiquette, giving the lady the right to turn around first.

Childhood friendship is the intersection of friendship, while adult social interaction is the game of interests. Some people gradually drift away with the advancement of growth, and their childhood friends eventually become strangers; while some people gradually get closer with age, seeking precious confidants in the vast crowd.

This is fate. I cherish it if I have fate, but I am calm if I don’t have fate.

It was not a threat, but just a warning. He knew that Emma was a smart young woman. She understood her pursuit and intention, and she also understood her goals and directions; so, she must be able to understand her hints. This is enough.

Then, Lan Li turned around and locked the target in the crowd again. The joy and excitement of facing the idol made the corners of her mouth lightly rise, and then she quickly stepped forward and greeted him, "Mr. Ang Lee."

"Meet again." Ang Lee's face also had a bright smile. Looking at Lan Li, who was energetic and energetic in front of him, he quipped, "It seems that someone has been too leisurely recently and is in good spirits tonight."

The subtext is to tease Lanli. During this film festival, I did not concentrate on watching the movies, but continued to relax.
Chapter completed!