Prayut fits the image of a Muay Thai master in Kang Jianfei's impression. He is neither tall nor short, with short shaved hair and dark skin and strong muscles. [;Starting]

When Kang Jian flew over to meet Prayut, the Thai guy was having a good chat with Binny Yuquedz.

After learning that Kang Jianfei was the director, Prayuth stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Kang, I am very happy to receive your invitation."

Prayuth spoke in Thai, and after he translated it with him, Kang Jianfei also smiled and said, "I am also very happy to be able to invite Mr. Prayuth."

Binny Uquidez interjected, "We were talking about Mr. Kang just now."

"Oh, what are you talking about me?" Kang Jianfei asked.

"I've heard from some of the kung fu stunts on the set that Mr. Kang can really practice martial arts," said Binny Uquidez.

Kang Jianfei said with a smile, "It's just a little trick."

"Really?" Binny Yukudez finished speaking, and a jab struck Kang Jianfei's face like lightning.

A fierce punching wind came, but Kang Jianfei seemed to be frightened, standing there completely unaware of avoiding. Binny's fist stopped less than one centimeter away from Kang Jianfei's forehead. Kang Jianfei just looked at him with a smile, even his eyes were not affected by the attack of his fist, and he closed his eyes unconditionally.

When Binny Yukudz retracted his fist, Kang Jianfei nodded and said, "The speed is very fast, worthy of being a world champion."

Binny Yukudz and Prayuth looked at each other, and both saw the surprised expressions on each other's faces. Kang Jianfei's reaction was really surprising. Ordinary people would close their eyes and wait for death if they encountered a sudden attack. Either lean back or step back subconsciously. As for those who have received professional combat training, they will turn their heads to avoid them.

And Kang Jianfei's reaction didn't belong to any of the above. If he wasn't frightened, then there was only one explanation, and that was to stay calm. Knowing that Binny's fist won't hit him.

As if nothing happened just now, Kang Jianfei shook hands with Prayuth, chatted a few words, and walked out to Sophie Marceau's room.

Binny Yuquedz said to Prayuth: "His reaction just now was very strange."

Prayuth nodded and said, "It's terrifyingly calm. If it was me, I had to dodge or block the counterattack just now. It's absolutely impossible to stand still, and I can still smile so naturally."

Binny Yukudz said: "Let's not talk about him. We can fight another day. I know enough about Muay Thai now."

While the two muscular men were talking, Kang Jianfei had already knocked on Sophie Marceau's door. A dark-haired girl stood behind the door. Curiously looked at Kang Jianfei and the French translation: "Is there something wrong?"

Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Sophie Marceau, I am Kang Jianfei, the director of this film."

After the translation, Sophie Marceau also had a smile on her face and took the initiative to extend her hand: "Hello. Mr. Kang. I have seen your director. The filming is really great and brought me a lot of joy."

"I'm glad you like my movies," Kang Jianfei pointed to the inside of the room, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Oh, please come in!" Sophie Marceau quickly gave way.

Compared with the delicate French rose of later generations, although the 16-year-old Sophie Marceau is also a little sexy, she is more of a pure and natural beauty.

Sophie Marceau looked at Kang Jianfei curiously for a while, and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Director, you are really too young compared to those of your French counterparts. I always thought you could make a director. You are a childish innocence. the old man."

"Actually, I'm not a few years older than you." Kang Jianfei said.

Sophie Marceau's current situation is that she is a docile and pleasant **** the surface, but she is extremely rebellious in her heart. She hates chatting with those serious guys, but she easily admires and even worships those who are independent and capable.

In another time and space, the 44-year-old Polish director made 18-year-old Sophie Marceau fall in love at first sight with his "unique artistic temperament". What makes Sophie Marceau's fans speechless is that the two often quarrel after dating and living together, and every time Sophie Marceau, who is more than 20 years younger, compromises first and coaxes the old Polish man like a big sister. happy……

Kang Jianfei has no pretense at all, and his smile is easy to get close to, which makes Sophie Marceau feel very good, like an old friend who has not seen each other for many years.

Sophie Marceau has a very straightforward temperament. After she likes it, she has no intention of speaking. She smiled and said, "Really? How old are you? To be a director in France, you must be at least 35 years old. I haven't seen 35 years old. Director under the age of 1."

Kang Jianfei smiled and asked, "Guess what?"

Sophie Marceau thought about it very seriously and said, "It should be 28 or 30 years old."

"Am I that old?" Kang Jianfei touched his face and said, "Actually, I'm only 22 years old."

"A 22-year-old director?" Sophie Marceau was surprised and asked, "How did you do it? How could those stingy film company bosses invest in a movie for a 22-year-old young man?"

Kang Jianfei asked with a wry smile, "Don't you know me at all?"

Sophie Marceau said: "I know you are the director, and that's why I agreed to be in this movie."

"Have you seen it?" Kang Jianfei asked.

Sophie Marceau shook her head: "I haven't heard of this movie."

"Okay," Kang Jianfei sighed helplessly, it seems that his reputation in Europe is still too low, he said, "No one really wanted to invest in me, so I could only use my one-year manuscript fee to do it. Budget."

"Draft fees? Are you a writer?" Sophie Marceau became more and more curious.

Kang Jianfei nodded and said, "Forget it, I have written two novels."

Sophie Marceau said: "Then why don't you keep writing? I think writers are more respectable than directors."

Kang Jianfei said with a smile: "Maybe I'm too vulgar. I think making movies is faster than writing money."

"It's vulgar enough," Sophie Marceau laughed. "However, I like your confession very much. Unlike some directors I have seen, it is for film art, but they value money more."

Kang Jianfei said: "In my impression, French directors pay the most attention to film art. Hollywood is more commercial."

Sophie Marceau shrugged: "It's actually the same, at least what I've been exposed to is similar. It's like I've finished a film, and it's very uncomfortable for a movie like this to be a commodity."

"I don't like repetition either," said Kang Jianfei, "so after a movie hits a block, I leave the sequel to other directors, and some people like that kind of copying work."

Sophie Marceau said: "I've read the script, it's a purely commercial action movie, just like the muscle movies in Hollywood. Boring plot. Boring fight, no ideological connotation, you The last one was very different."

Kang Jianfei felt amused when he thought about a girl who didn't care about the world, actually talking to her about the meaning of her thoughts. He asked: "What kind of movies do you think has meaning?"

"The first two years were not bad." Sophie Ma said.

"The French film that won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film?" Kang Jianfei thought back. Cai said, "It's really good, at least it's not as cryptic as most French art films. As for my film, it's purely a commercial film to make money, like McDonald's junk fast food, it's not nutritious, but it can give People provide deliciousness."

"You are really a sincere person," Sophie Marceau said speechlessly. "If you hadn't done it before, and the company offered to help me with the film, I would never have made such a purely commercial film."

Kang Jianfei only talked nonsense to her for a long time because of the fame of Sophie Marceau in another time and space. Now that she is a second-stage girl who thinks she has unique taste and free thinking, she really has no intention of continuing to chat.

Think about it too. Two years later, Sophie Marceau, a good national girl, was inappropriate. Just because of a trick by a Polish director, she raised 1 million francs in liquidated damages to redeem herself, and then took off her clothes in front of the camera to make a so-called art film.

Is this something that many middle schoolers can do?

In Kang Jianfei's opinion, the so-called art film that Sophie Marceau dedicated herself to is the level of Hong Kong's third-grade films in the 1990s. It's just that the director uses the unique picture structure, as well as the camera lens, music, and art to make things mysterious, giving people an unclear artistic feeling.

The only difference is that the actresses who shoot Hong Kong tertiary films are **** for the sake of money and fame. And Sophie Marceau took the initiative to undress for the so-called film art.

In fact, Kang Jianfei really wanted to chat with the Polish director, and by the way, learn about flickering skills.

Perhaps, until one day Sophie Marceau took the initiative to accept the commercial film, that proves that the French girl has grown up.

"It's getting late, Sophie," Kang Jianfei said, looking at his watch, "let's talk about it today."

"Good night, Mr. Kang," Sophie Marceau waved gently, "you are a very interesting young director."

Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "Good night, you are also very interesting."

Kang Jianfei returned to his room, Lin Qingxia had already finished taking a shower, leaning on the bedside to read an Italian fashion magazine.

"Why do you like to read this kind of thing?" Kang Jian glanced at the magazine, pointed to a coat on the picture and said, "This dress is good, let's buy one another day."

Lin Qingxia closed the magazine, turned over and cuddled in Kang Jianfei's arms, and said, "I'm bored and flip through it, and I can't read Italian words."

Kang Jianfei put his arms around Lin Meiren, kissed her smooth forehead and said, "Cheng Long may not be able to shoot tomorrow, you can take the opportunity to rest."

"Does the production crew want to stop?" Lin Qingxia was overjoyed and said with some anticipation, "When I watched it before, I imagined that one day I would be able to visit the Roman Forum with my lover. Husband, why don't we go out together tomorrow? Go for a walk, better rent a scooter, like in the movie."

"Let's talk about it when the movie is finished," Kang Jianfei said apologetically, "Even if I wanted to give the crew a holiday, Cai Yongchang would definitely not be willing to stop. There are dozens of people in the crew, and they have to pay a lot of money for accommodation and meals every day. Maybe because one person stopped and waited in vain?"

Lin Qingxia said disappointedly, "Didn't Aaron sprain his foot?"

"I'll definitely skip the scenes without Cheng Long first." Kang Jianfei patted Lin Qingxia's slender waist and comforted, "Don't be angry, I'll definitely play enough with you after it's finished."

Lin Qingxia rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said, "You think I'm a little girl so easy to deceive? When it's finished, it's definitely going to be December. By then, I'll have to be busy with the later stage, where will I have time to travel to Rome with me? "

"Haha," Kang Jianfei smiled perfunctorily, "Qingxia is still smart, no one can fool you."

Lin Qingxia glanced at Kang Jianfei tenderly, and said with a small mouth, "No matter how smart you are, you will still be deceived by you."

Seeing her lovely appearance, Kang Jianfei couldn't help burying his head, and kissed and caressed gently.

The two kissed affectionately for a while, and after they separated, Lin Qingxia's cheeks fluttered, and she lay obediently in Kang Jianfei's arms, and asked, "By the way, did you see that French kiss just now?"

Kang Jianfei patted Lin Qingxia's back lightly and said with a smile, "I saw it, and I also discussed the art of film."

Lin Qingxia asked, "How about it, is it as beautiful as in the movie?"

"Just a girl with an immature mind," Kang Jianfei scratched at the tip of Lin Qingxia's nose and said with a smile, "Why, you even eat the little girl's vinegar?"

"Who knows if you will even start with little girls," Lin Qingxia asked with some resentment, "Husband, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you, how many girls have you provoked?"

"Let me think about it~lightnovelpub.net~ Kang Jianfei counted with his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven * ten... Hey, is it eighteen or nineteen? I think again. "

Lin Qingxia was so angry at him that she laughed hard, punched Kang Jianfei with a pink fist, and scolded with a smile: "People tell you serious, don't keep joking, okay?"

Kang Jianfei immediately put away his hippie smile, hugged Lin Qingxia and said sternly: "No matter how many women there are, I swear that the one I love the most is Qingxia."

Lin Qingxia hugged Kang Jianfei tightly in a complicated mood. She was jealous but also very happy. She raised her mouth and said, "Then you are not allowed to provoke this French girl again."

"Let's wait until I learn French well. But before that, I think there are more important things to do." Kang Jianfei turned over and overwhelmed Lin Qingxia as he spoke, and kissed Lin Meiren's fragrant lips madly. .

"Bad man, you can't take it lightly, your clothes are torn... ah! Take it easy, it hurts!" Lin Qingxia cried out in pain, like a sloth, entangling her man with all four limbs .