Chapter 932 928 Hell Joke

Chapter 932 928. Hell Joke

"Huh... don't tell me, Berlin feels much colder than Yanjing at night."

Liu Zhishi put his hands in his pockets and said with his nose turned red from the cold.

"well enough."

Yang Mi, who also had her hands in her pockets, looked indifferent.

Since she started practicing martial arts, it can almost be said that she rarely feels cold hands and feet after practicing in the winter and in the summer.

Xu Xin liked to hug her even when she was cold.

It's fragrant, warm, and extremely comfortable.

Looking at the hotel door just around the corner, Yang Mi complained:

“Next time I will never trust Dianping’s recommendations again. It tastes really bad~”

Hearing this, Liu Zhishi sighed sadly:

"Alas... So, love is destined to disappear, right? I am just a passer-by, passing by your world..."

"...?"

Yang Mi gave her a strange look:

"What do you mean?"

"The environment of the restaurant is obviously prepared for you and Xu Xin's Valentine's Day tomorrow. I'm just going to have a go with you today. If it tastes good, you two won't take me with you tomorrow. If it tastes bad, you two won't take me with you tomorrow. They won’t take me if they change hotels.”

As she spoke, she waved her hand:

"Forget it, that's it. No more love~"

"Oh baby~ don't say that."

The female gangster hugged the young wife's shoulders, and the scumbag's quotes came out of her mouth as if she didn't need money:

"You know, you are the only one in my heart."

"He's just my sister."

"We are just friends."

"You really misunderstood..."

Liu Zhishi shook his shoulders:

"Sister, stop the smell, it's too strong! ... By the way, have you prepared a gift for him on Valentine's Day?"

"Ready."

"what?"

"A basketball signed by Jordan."

"ah?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhishi was a little surprised:

"Why put so much effort into it?...Have you already given it to him?"

"Not yet, I'm ready at home. Tingting will bring it to me tomorrow."

Liu Zhishi nodded slightly, and then said curiously:

"Then...what has Xu Xin prepared for you? Have you thought about it?"

"he?"

There was a trace of disgust that was so thick that it was sticky on the young woman's pretty face.

"I just ask him to give me a serious gift...don't get me rice grains like last time...it's really outrageous."

While complaining, the two of them walked up the steps.

Entering the hotel, the heat hits your face.

Liu Zhishi breathed a long sigh of relief:

"Phew...much warmer."

"Come sit at my place for a while? Just in time, I'll give you the health tea."

"Um."

The two chatted and walked directly into the elevator.

Not long after, Xu Xin inside the house heard the door opening.

He was lying on the bed fiddling with the script of "Breaking Silence" and didn't get up until he heard Liu Zhishi's words outside:

"Xu Xin isn't here?"

He responded quickly:

"exist."

After saying that, he tied the elastic band of his pajamas to prevent any problems.

After getting up and walking out, he looked at the two people taking off their coats and asked curiously:

"What did you two eat? It's been so long?"

“A terrible restaurant.”

Liu Zhishi responded casually, sat on the sofa, picked up the health pot Yang Mi brought on the table, and poured a cup of tea that exuded the aroma of red dates.

Red dates replenish qi and blood, which is beneficial to women without any harm.

Be it a celebrity or an actor. As long as you are a woman, you must pay attention to self-care. In this regard, she was actually not as good as Mimi.

After taking a sip of tea, she suddenly tasted it...

"Changed the recipe? It's sweeter than before."

"No, maybe it's been soaking for a long time."

Yang Mi said as she casually handed the coat to her husband.

It means letting him hang it up for himself.

Xu Xin opened the bedroom closet and was using hangers to hang clothes when he suddenly heard the sound of boxes colliding outside.

He subconsciously felt something was wrong and rushed out quickly, just as he was about to speak...

"Huh? What is this?"

The opened suitcase is laid flat in half.

Yang Mi held a plastic bag in her hand. Inside the plastic bag were many oil-paper packets about the size of instant noodle seasoning.

At this moment, he was looking at the strange box in the box with curiosity in his eyes.

"..."

Xu Xin moved his lips... and said helplessly:

"Are you sick? Why are you rummaging through the box as soon as you come back?"

"Bring Shishi health tea, she forgot to bring it... What is this?"

She said as she picked up the box.

Looking at the gift rope above, I was suddenly stunned:

"Valentine's Day present?"

"Oh yo?"

Liu Zhishi's eyes also lit up.

"Open it quickly and take a look."

For some reason, she was looking forward to it and wanted to see what Xu Xin had given her.

Xu Xin also nodded speechlessly:

"Yes, I prepared it. I originally thought I would give it to you tomorrow, but I searched around for fear that you would see it. I thought the box was empty, so I put it there. But you found it right away... …Are you a dog?”

Yang Mi ignored her husband's verbal offense.

She is born in the year of Tiger, and her nose is not bad either.

After handing the bag of health tea to Liu Zhishi, he took out the exquisitely wrapped gift box.

He looked around and said:

"I opened it?"

"... I opened it. I saw it. And it's February 14th over there... Happy Valentine's Day! Love you~"

"Ah~~~"

Yang Mi didn't react much, but Liu Zhishi looked disgusted.

She thought she shouldn't have come tonight.

She would definitely not be able to sleep when she went back tonight.

And Yang Mi had already torn open the wrapping paper.

I don't know if it was a mistake by the staff or something, but just so happened that a straw-like thing was left out of the gap on the edge of the delicate box.

Yang Mi then pulled it...

"Straw?... You're not going to give me a bird's nest, are you?"

"Of course not, this is a work of art!"

Xu Xin shook his head quickly.

After saying that, he felt that his wife's face looked a little strange.

It seemed... like she wasn't looking forward to it at all.

But he didn't think much about it, after all, he didn't know what was in it.

Liu Zhishi on the side stretched her head, with a curious look on her face.

Then... when Yang Mi opened the lid...

"......?"

Due to the angle, Xu Xin was standing and Liu Zhishi was sitting.

So, Xu Xin showed a puzzled look at first.

Then Liu Zhishi stood up and saw the things in the box, and was stunned.

"This is..."

She stared at the objects in the box blankly...

"Bowl?... No... Why is there a hole?... Flowerpot???"

"..."

Yang Mi was speechless.

Looking down at the delicate box, which was actually a flowerpot with holes drilled in the bottom and red all over, her eyes were neither sad nor happy.

Even her hands were as steady as an old dog.

On the contrary, Liu Zhishi, after confirming that she was not mistaken and there was indeed a flowerpot in the box... immediately looked at Xu Xin.

She asked a soul-searching question:

"Is this your Valentine's Day gift?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

He was already stunned at this moment.

No...

Old Wolf... No, didn't that bastard say that this was a work of art?

What the hell is this flowerpot? !

Was it replaced? Or... did I spend 20,000 euros to buy a flower pot! ?

This thing... the flower market sells it by the pound.

I spent 200,000! ?

Just thinking about it...

"Puff... Hahahahahahahaha..."

Liu Zhishi burst out laughing.

She sat down on the sofa and burst out laughing.

She covered her belly and laughed wildly, and gave Xu Xin a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart:

"Brother, it has to be you... Hahahahaha... Awesome, I really learned a lot. Hahahaha..."

On the contrary, Yang Mi took a look at her friend who was patting her belly, took out the flower pot directly, looked up and down, left and right, and asked her husband with interest:

"What does this mean?"

At this moment, Xu Xin's brain began to spin rapidly.

In an instant, the divine light of Einstein, Newton, Galileo, Hawking and other sages was possessed.

"Yes!"

He nodded vigorously:

"Look at its color? Red, right? Red... symbolizes sunshine! It symbolizes vitality! You use it to grow flowers, which means... using vigorous vitality to breed seeds... sprout... symbolizes... beauty!"

"Hahahaha... you mean you gave a... flower pot for praying for a child? Hahahaha..."

Listening to his explanation, Liu Zhishi had already laughed so hard that she rolled on the sofa, holding her stomach.

She felt that she had heard the funniest joke in the past twenty years.

"Hahahaha... even if you want a third child, you don't need to give a flower pot, right?... dig a hole, bury some soil, count one, two, three, four, five... and then pray to it again, saying bless Mimi to have a third child next year hahahahaha... ouch ouch... cramps, cramps... hahahahaha..."

"..."

Now, Xu Xin was speechless.

This set of jokes... is really outrageous.

But Yang Mi ignored her friend who was almost laughing like crazy, and looked at the flower pot again:

"Well, you know what, the color is quite festive. I'll give you a Valentine's Day gift tomorrow, okay, go to bed."

She calmly put the flower pot back into the box, and then took out the card that proved the value of the flower pot.

The photo and the flower pot are exactly the same.

The card also has detailed size data.

And the maker of this flower pot.

She spelled out the name...Jean Pierre Renault.

It's a name I haven't heard of.

But she keenly noticed the line of numbers under the name:

"1968-2004"

She was stunned.

This person...is dead?

She subconsciously asked:

"How much did you pay for it?"

"Not much, more than 100 euros."

At this point, how could Xu Xin dare to tell the truth?

He quickly made up a price.

And Liu Zhishi, who was standing next to him, had already taken out her mobile phone, holding her stomach, and took a lot of photos of this thing.

They were taking photos and having fun.

They even cried...

Yang Mi glanced at her husband and nodded:

"I like it very much...Okay, you go wherever you want, we're going to sleep."

"Yeah...hahahaha..."

Liu Zhishi laughed wildly and left with the bag of health tea.

As soon as she left, Xu Xin said:

"I..."

"I like it very much. I can just take it home and plant some flowers or grass."

"......?"

Xu Xin looked puzzled:

"Really?... This was actually chosen by Lao Lang for me. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I thought of asking Gina to choose a gift for me..."

"You can probably guess it."

Yang Mi didn't look surprised at all, and put the box aside.

It's plastic anyway, so it's not afraid of falling.

"I really like it. Plant potted flowers and put it on the bay window of our bedroom."

As she said, she closed the box again, pushed it aside, turned her head and said to her husband:

"But if you are worried about what to give in the future, then don't give it. Anyway, I don't like the gift you gave me~Don't take it as a big deal. It's just a sense of ceremony, and we don't lack things."

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin was stunned, stepped forward, and hugged his wife in his arms.

"Really like it?"

"Yeah, red looks quite warm. Besides... I've even given you rice grains, how can I ask for more from you?"

"... Hehe."

He laughed innocently, hugged his wife, and said softly in her ear:

"Happy Valentine's Day."

"Yeah, Happy Valentine's Day~... By the way, how much did you spend on it? I saw on the card that the artist has passed away."

"... Lao Lang spent 15,000, I gave him 20,000, and 5,000 was used as errand money."

"Oh... eh?"

Just after responding, Yang Mi, who suddenly realized something was wrong, quickly raised her head:

"Euros!?"

"... eh."

"..."

"Hey, where are you going?"

Seeing his wife walk straight to the door, Xu Xin quickly asked.

Yang Mi didn't even turn her head back:

"I want his dog's life!"

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment...

Quickly followed:

"Wait, let's go together! Damn it, 200,000 yuan to buy a broken flower pot... Does he think he's a big enemy? I must kill him today... Hiss~~~~"

"Shut up!"

The woman who was so tender just now now had a look of boiling anger and malice in her eyes:

"You're not much stronger! It just so happens that I'll deal with you two together!"

"...Huh?"

...

On the eve of Valentine's Day, or in the hours before Valentine's Day.

I won't mention how many capitalist beatings Xu Xin and Lang Lang suffered. Anyway, when Liu Zhishi sent the message "Hey, you know, Xu Xin gave Mimi a fertility flower pot on Valentine's Day" to the WeChat group, she received several 60-second voice messages from Xu Xin a few minutes later.

Then, when he woke up early on Valentine's Day, with Lang Lang's revengeful popular science, everyone in the small group knew the story of a big complainer who spent 200,000 yuan to sell a flower pot.

This is great.

The group name was directly changed to "My 200,000 complainer friends". Xu Xin, who had just woken up and was squatting in the toilet, was almost angry after seeing the group name and everyone's chat records.

In 2013, no other honors were received, but the award for "complainer" was collected.

As compensation, Liu Zhishi and Lang Lang, who caused the incident, each gave a Valentine's Day gift to the couple on Valentine's Day.

Lang Lang got a box of cigars from nowhere and gave it to Xu Xin. Liu Zhishi gave it to Xu Xin, which was said to bring good luck. And the most outrageous thing was that she also had one on her hand.

She and Yang Mi each had one.

Xu Xin stared blankly.

The joys and sorrows of the three people were obviously not the same.

Only Lang Lang patted his shoulder, cheered his buddy up, and told him to "be strong".

A good Valentine's Day turned into Christmas.

It's outrageous.

On Valentine's Day, the 64-day run of "Lost in Thailand" officially ended.

The final box office revenue, with an excellent result of 1.267 billion, successfully won the box office champion of the Chinese film market in 2012.

With a cost of 30 million, it leveraged more than 20 times the profit, and at the same time completely announced: Chinese films have ushered in the era of 1 billion box office.

The reaction of the whole country is actually far less sensational than when the box office of "Lost in Thailand" exceeded 600 million in 18 days.

After all, it was last year's movie, and it was 2013. The habit of Chinese people is to summarize every year. Even if the glorious achievements of last year radiate to this year, it makes people feel as if they are in another world.

But... one thing that must be admitted is that the Northwest circle represented by Xi'an Film Studio has begun to rise in an all-round way.

In 2012, a movie made 1.2 billion.

This does not include "Perfect" and "The Sun Also Rises" released in January.

In addition, Feng Xiaogang's ambitious work "1942" suffered a box office Waterloo.

The wind that had been blowing towards the Beijing circle, the weather vane, turned its head quietly under everyone's eyes.

And if we count by the solar calendar year.

"Perfect Stranger", which has now exceeded 680 million yuan at the box office and entered the 700 million yuan mark, also gave a "heavy" blow to the Northwest circle and the entertainment industry in the new year!

With a 60-day screening cycle, until it is closed in March, this film now has only one unknown possibility.

That is, whether it has a chance to break 800 million!

And on February 20, "The Burning Sun" will be released.

Although it is not the beginning of the new year yet, you can feel the bombardment of various news about "The Burning Sun" on the Internet every day.

Today, this media will praise it, and tomorrow, some audience in Berlin will be shocked... Although the publicity method is full of gimmicks... But being able to sit firmly at the top of the "Recommendation List" every day at the three major film festivals itself represents the quality of the film!

Xi'an Film Studio... This is really going to make a big start in the new year!

In addition, at the end of the year, major Internet companies have begun to look at the film and television industry, and have announced their entry in a high-profile manner...

I always feel that this 2013 is a bit unusual.

While the promotion of "The Burning Sun" in China is in full swing, in Berlin, "The Burning Sun" is also gaining momentum.

However... After sitting firmly at the top of the list for 7 consecutive days, finally, on the eighth day, the first place in the recommendation was replaced by another movie "The Promised Land".

According to Zhong Changyou's survey, "The Burning Sun" is still hard to get a ticket.

It can't be said that the impact is minimal, or it can be said that there is no impact.

However, after Valentine's Day, the entire crew has been completely busy.

Publicity during the day, cocktail parties at night.

Since the opening time of the Golden Bear Awards is 8pm, there will be no cocktail party that night.

The cocktail party was held on the evening of the 16th.

As the most anticipated film of this film festival, although "The Burning Sun" has received a lot of attention from film producers, the film that everyone pays the most attention to for this group of Chinese people is still "Perfect Stranger".

Even though it is not in the scope of this film festival.

But it does not mean that "The Burning Sun" is bad.

It's just that it is indeed not as popular as "Perfect".

A group of film producers waved money to get the image authorization of "Perfect".

In comparison, "The Burning Sun" is "more miserable".

Xu Xin did not ask too much about how much "The Burning Sun" and "Perfect" sold.

But on the morning of the 16th, Zhong Changyou finally finalized the matter of "Perfect" with Paramount.

The two parties reached a cooperation agreement.

On the basis of the traditional profit sharing, Paramount will operate a bet agreement for "Perfect" to enter the Oscars. If it is reached, the contract will automatically turn into a 50-50 profit sharing.

Xu Xin also accepted Georgia's invitation.

He will go to Hollywood before the first half of this year to finalize the script.

Apart from "Explosion", this is the first time that he has been tied up with a "contract" to shoot a movie.

It's really refreshing to lose the feeling of "creative freedom".

There is no pressure.

Instead, there is a sense of anticipation for new challenges.

On the evening of the 16th.

The official dinner held by the Berlin Film Festival is in progress.

"Haha, definitely."

Xu Xin shook hands with a bearded buddy with a smile, and agreed to communicate frequently in the future. Finally, in this crowded dinner, he got a moment of respite.

He looked around and found that his wife's position was not there.

He didn't know if she was with Wang Jiawei or what she was doing.

He didn't get close to the actors.

It can be seen that these people are still quite reserved. They are all around Brother Zhong.

But for these people, he, as a director, is actually a familiar customer.

After all, the protagonists of this social gathering are not the crews of various films, but the film producers who appear at various film festivals all year round.

In essence, no matter whether a movie is good or bad, it always has to sell.

The three major cocktail parties provide such a platform.

The same is true for the Silk Road Film Festival.

However, "Silk Road" is still very weak...

Thinking about some random things in his mind, he put down the champagne glass and walked towards the exit.

He was a little addicted to cigarettes.

He walked out of the banquet hall.

This is the Berlin City Hall, where the Golden Bear Film Festival dinner was held.

After coming out of the hall, he went straight to the door.

When he went out, a cold air hit him instantly.

He was only wearing a three-piece suit because he had just come out of a warm place, so he didn't feel particularly cold.

He took out a cigarette box and lit it in front of the trash can on the right side of the banquet hall.

"Huh..."

The breath and smoke merged and drifted in the brightly lit background.

To be honest, there were a lot of people at the banquet, it was very noisy, and there were all kinds of perfume smells... plus I don't know if it was the body odor of foreigners or something, the heating was so hot that it really made my head smell.

And when he had smoked half a cigarette, he heard the sound of high heels behind him.

He turned his head subconsciously and was stunned. His first reaction was to take off his suit:

"Why are you out too?"

"I see you are out."

Yang Mi, with a red cheek, took her husband's suit with a smile and put it on her shoulders.

She was wearing a fishtail dress similar to the one she wore at her wedding.

But the tail was not that long.

It looked pretty slim, showing off her good figure to the fullest.

"Hurry up and go in, it's so cold."

"Fortunately, I drank some wine, it's quite hot now. I also think it's too stuffy inside, and the perfume smell of those people... combined with the smell of alcohol, I'm a little uncomfortable. And I have this."

She gestured at the heating pack in her hand.

"...Where's Tingting? Didn't I give you two more?"

"These are what she gave me when she saw me leaving. She left them inside. If anyone wants to see me, she'll come out and let me know."

As she spoke, she put on her husband's suit, stood on the edge of the steps, and looked at the night view in the distance.

Xu Xin nodded, walked to her side, and stood with her looking into the distance.

"Indeed, the smell inside is not very good... Maybe it's because their building is too old and the ventilation is not good. There is no such strong smell in Cannes and Venice."

"Where do they have old buildings?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi asked such a question.

Xu Xin was stunned and said subconsciously:

"This City Hall is a historical building. Didn't you read the introduction? It was built in 1861..."

As he spoke, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.

But he was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he looked at the reporters carrying cameras and other things at the steps of the City Hall, and the staff who led them to an unknown place, and chatted with his wife there.

But I have to admit that the evening breeze is indeed a bit cold.

As he spoke, he put his hands in his suit trouser pockets.

Then he heard his wife say:

"Didn't it all get torn down in 1945? This is a renovation, not a historical building."

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

He turned his head and saw his wife with a smile on her face:

"Hey, are you sick or something?... What is this? A hell joke?"

"Ah... Didn't you get it?"

The woman in the evening breeze showed a distressed look.

"Then I'll tell you one. Question! What is the reason for the thin body shape and aging population of Japanese people?"

"Uh..."

Xu Xin showed a thoughtful look.

Thinking for a while, he said:

"Because... They eat a lot of fish, are they healthy? They live longer and don't gain weight?"

"Brother, I'm talking about a hell joke! Can you guess it carefully?"

"... I can't guess it. What's the answer?"

"Because the fat man and the little boy are blown up. Hey..."

"..."

Xu Xin instantly showed a puzzled expression of "What are you talking about".

Vaguely, he felt that this joke was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Why did the fat man and the little boy explode... Why did the child explode... Explode... Hmm?

"... Damn! You!"

"Puff puff puff..."

In order not to laugh so loudly, Yang Mi has covered her mouth.

And Xu Xin's eyes are full of absurdity.

Good guy.

This joke is really hellish.

However, hell is hell, but... it doesn't make him laugh.

So, he just put his hands in his pockets and chuckled:

"Ha~"

And just at this moment...

Suddenly, both of them noticed a burst of light.

Subconsciously looking over, they saw that one of the reporters who was led by the staff just now was holding a camera and shooting here.

"Click, click."

The flash flashed at a high frequency, recording his chuckle with his hands in his pockets and Yang Mi's smiling face.

"..."

After Xu Xin glanced at it, he turned his head and said to his wife:

"It's a good thing it's not a camera. If someone really recorded what we are doing now, I guess our reputation will be ruined tomorrow."

Yang Mi didn't care about being photographed.

Haven't you been photographed enough these days?

He just continued to ask:

"Do you think this joke is not funny?"

"It's hellish enough, and cold enough... Let's go back."

He dodged his feet, and his toes were numb.

"Yeah."

The two of them returned to the Vanity Fair hand in hand.

...

That night.

When the two of them were chatting in front of the city hall, the photos taken by the reporter were published in the media.

The reporter in Berlin gave it a title: "The Smile of the Winner?"

But the response was mediocre.

Even if it was sent back to China, everyone looked at the photo and thought it was taken well.

Xu Gou is indeed a natural clothes rack.

Yang Mi's outfit... is indeed beautiful enough.

As for the smiles on their faces... I have to say, they are quite vivid.

But that's all.

...

On the 17th.

The last day of the Berlin Film Festival.

The sun rises as usual.

Sets as usual.

When night falls.

The most thrilling carnival of the 63rd Golden Bear Awards kicked off grandly amidst the shining stars.