Vol 6 Chapter 485: perfect

When Paris was gradually shrouded in darkness, Feng Yiping and his party had arrived on a cruise ship on the Seine.

Looking at the large number of men and women behind him, Feng Yiping said heartily, this is not work yet?

If I really wanted to do something, would I be so fanatical?

But he quickly diverted his attention.

I have to say that seeing Paris on the boat is the same as seeing New York on the Hudson River yacht with Lauder at the beginning of last month. It feels very different.

Children should enjoy this experience very much.

Hearing movement from the gangway, he looked back and saw that Marion Cotillard was passing the windbreaker to the waiter, smiling and walking towards this side.

This is a beautiful, pyrotechnic woman with a friendly smile. "Feng," her tone was as affectionate as she was an old acquaintance with Feng Yiping, but in fact, this was the first time they met.

But she did it very naturally, which made Feng Yiping feel that they were just old friends.

She came with the spring breeze, like a spring breeze, which should have meant it.

"Hello Miss Cotillard," Feng Yiping and her hand in hand in a face-to-face ceremony, "You are so beautiful tonight!"

She is actually very simple in dress, little black dress and big red lips.

Of course, for these female stars, the seemingly simple but brilliant looks are actually not simple at all.

"Thank you," Cotillard smiled brighter, "Feng, I have to thank you for suggesting that I appear in this movie."

"No, it should be that I should thank you for being able to participate in our movie," Feng Yiping smiled and brought two glasses of wine, "please,"

As the first film she released as a female lead after she won the Oscar for Best Actress, "Inception" will naturally get more attention.

"Thanks, cheers," Cotillard smiled and touched him.

"Cheers," Feng Yiping gestured, and the cruise ship started slowly.

The two of them walked to the side of the ship with wine glasses, and the river was happily slapped against the hull, splashing waves.

"I like Paris at night," Cotillard said.

Feng Yiping looked at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, "I like it too,"

Paris at night looked demure and gentle, so he couldn't think of an unappetizing guy like Bertrand Delanoe.

"Are you familiar with Paris?" Cotillard asked.

"It seems that I only had dinner at the Eiffel Tower once," Feng Yiping said, pointing to the brightly lit tower over there, "but I haven't gone deep into it."

"Paris is a city worth savoring," Cotillard turned his glass.

It was not the first time for her to travel the Seine at night, but it was the first time for a super-rich from China to travel the Seine at night with such a young, well-known, super-rich.

Feng Yiping smiled, "I know that Paris is a very beautiful city, so I have always kept a safe distance from her, because if you walk too close and know too much, you may find something It's off your appetite,"

"The actions of some politicians are really disgusting," Cotillard said immediately.

Feng Yiping didn't expect that she actually understood what she was referring to, and was a little surprised, "Now I find out that I might be thinking wrong. After I go deeper, I can find more beauty."

"Haha," Cotillard covered his mouth, "Are you complimenting me?"

Feng Yiping raised his cup, "Of course,"

"Thank you," Cotillard smiled, when the music just started, she took the wine glass in Feng Yiping's hand, "Let's dance,"

Feng Yiping is not easy to refuse, he does not want to refuse, nor can he refuse her proposal, because this is part of his work tonight.

In fact, Cotillard didn't mean to ask for his consent. Beautiful women please dance. Who wouldn't cooperate?

"I'm not too proficient in this area,"

"Really?" Cotillard smiled and picked up Feng Yiping, holding one and putting the other on his waist, "So Feng, you are not proficient in it?"

"Yes, for example, I must not have children,"

"Hahahaha," Cotillard did not cover his mouth this time, his smile echoed in the arch of the bridge, "Should I praise your humor, or should I say you are proud?"

"A proud guy who knows humor?"

"Chuck," Cotillard smiled and put his head on Feng Yiping's chest.

At this time, people sightseeing on the arch bridge also found that the cruise ship passing by was unusual, "Marion Cotillard?" Someone called out uncertainly, and then saw Cotillard’s raised face, finally I made sure I had read very well, and exclaimed excitedly, "Marion Cotillard!" "Marion Cotillard, she is on the boat below,"

There was a sudden hustle on the bridge, and people on both sides ran towards the middle and ran towards them. They raised their phones or cameras and shouted at the cruise ship, "Marion!" "Cotillard!"

Cotillard held Feng Yiping with his head on his chest naturally, smiled sweetly towards the bridge, waved gently from time to time, and suddenly the bridge became more lively.

This kind of movement even caused people from the arch bridge in front to look towards this side.

On the arch bridge they had just passed, someone jumped up enthusiastically, pointed at the people on the arch bridge in front of them, and pointed to the cruise ship that was heading towards them. The people in front immediately understood that there was fun to watch.

When the ship slowly approached, they also exclaimed, "Wow, Marion Cotillard!"

I have to say that the Oscar's sign of best actress is really loud.

Immediately, the arch bridge was also lively, flashing lights rang out.

Feng Yiping looked at Cotillard, and Cotillard also looked at Feng Yiping with a smile. They all knew that some of the flashing lights on the bridge were from reporters they had contacted.

About to drive across this arch bridge, suddenly, a female voice shouted, "Feng Yiping?"

I don't know if it's because the voice is too loud, or it is too excited, or it feels too unbelievable, this sound is a bit broken.

Feng Yiping confirmed that this is not in the script.

He certainly does not know how to act, but as a senior audience who has read all kinds of films, as a big boss with many film companies, he is still qualified as a critic.

The sound just now, although very short, only three words, but the various emotions contained in that sound are real, natural, full and vivid... If it is performed, it is estimated that only people of Marion Cotillard's level can do it. Deduct to that level.

He looked up and saw that a black, long and straight Chinese girl wearing glasses was clutching the arm of the boy next to him tightly, watching him nervously, watching him raise his head, and watching the familiar face on his face. The girl immediately jumped up with joy, "Feng Yiping!" She pointed at Feng Yiping again and shouted.

While shouting, she proudly looked at those on the bridge who only paid attention to Marion Cotillard, and said in English, "That's Feng Yiping!"

Those guys who were only looking at beauties have now allocated a little attention to the men next to the beauties, even French people who stubbornly think that French is the most beautiful and best language in the world. Most of them are right now. The pronunciation of "feng" in Chinese is clear enough.

Because there is such a dazzling "Feng!"

After they were finally confirmed, many young men and women immediately became agitated, no longer caring about the Oscar's Best Female Lead in the new section, shouting loudly, "Feng!" "Feng!"

"Look, they are chasing," Cotillard said, pointing to those chasing the cruise ship on the shore, without any intention of being robbed of the limelight.

She knows very well that she and Feng Yiping are idols in two different meanings, and that Feng Yiping's inspiration to young people around the world is in their industry and cannot be compared.

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Looking at those excited people on another bridge, Cotillard, who was sitting at the table in the bow for dinner with Feng Yiping, smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's like a dream," Feng Yiping said. "How could I have dinner with a beauty like you on a cruise ship on the Seine?"

"This should be for me. I actually had dinner with Feng on the Seine cruise ship?" Cotillard raised his glass.

"Hehe~www.wuxiaspot.com~Cheers!"

The river is gurgling, swift and swift, the breeze is blowing Cotillard’s long hair and skirt, the lights on both sides are reflected in the Seine, colorful and romantic, in the deep night sky, the Eiffel Tower stands tall and feels harmony It seems to be in two worlds, but it is very close to the opposite person...

Wherever the vernal equinox is, people are intoxicated!

"Congratulations on our movie," Feng Yiping raised his glass.

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For the mayor of Paris, Bertrand de la Noe, this was also an intoxicating evening. At this time, he was having dinner with his new boyfriend, and the atmosphere was equally romantic, until he saw the news and saw Feng Yiping and Cody Photos of Ya's dinner on a cruise ship.

No time to meet with me, but time to have dinner with female stars?

Is this what you call busy?

He suddenly felt that even the little fresh meat on the opposite side was so disgusting...