Chapter 1527
Siam
When Zhang Yuan woke up in the morning, he glanced at the ethnic minority girl who was half-covered by a silk quilt, her body as white as pearls in the sunlight.
Who says you can't tell what ethnicity someone is if they're not wearing clothes?
This is easy to recognize.
They're all girls from my China!
Although they are a minority group, the Uyghur population in China alone exceeds 1000 million, which is more than the total population of many medium-sized countries.
A large population base is a great thing; the larger the base, the more top talents there will be.
Zhang Yuan wondered if he should make some contribution to the Han Chinese population base...
Admiring the fair-skinned and beautiful body, he silently recalled recent events.
Especially those things with Smith.
Between being a good person and doing good deeds, the foreigner chose "going to jail".
He solved the problem in his own way.
However, he did not feel relieved after dealing with it.
There was also no sense of honor or accomplishment from accomplishing something great.
Instead, I felt quite empty.
It's like eating 100 skewers of mutton and 3 pounds of lamb chops, but your stomach doesn't receive any nutrition at all.
I spent the whole night trying to reconcile the accounts between my mouth and stomach, but I still couldn't figure it out.
After analyzing the situation for a long time, he realized that his own moral values might be too strong, and that they were clashing with his sense of self-interest.
As a result, I was not only unhappy, but also a little confused.
For the sake of our careers, this approach is both correct and efficient.
But whether it's right or wrong is another matter.
He was aware of this unstable state of mind.
I've tried adjusting my sleep schedule and eating and drinking well.
I've tried finding a very beautiful woman to "rest" with, but it hasn't been very effective.
If it were a foreigner, they would probably go to a church to confess at this point.
He doesn't believe in this, and he can't tell strangers anything he does.
As he was pondering a solution, the person next to him turned around, raised his arm to rub his eyes, and grinned foolishly when he saw him.
"Good morning."
It's already noon.
"Um... but I don't want to get up."
After saying that, she picked up her phone from the bedside table, glanced at it, and then made a call.
"Xiaomei, if the teacher calls roll, could you call out 'present' for me?"
"Who's going to call for you? You're so conspicuous, it's obvious at a glance."
"You've already been marked absent by Teacher Liu, just wait and see what happens!"
"You're so mean, you won't help me at all."
"Where have you been? Why aren't you in class?"
"I'm... hehehe, playing outside."
"Just don't let others play you."
The other party hung up the phone.
Zhang Yuan looked at the girl with a hint of helplessness.
"You have class today?"
"Ah."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I would have taken you there."
“But I want to stay with you,” the honest man replied.
Still obsessed with romance... That's how it is with all the Sugarman Selection contestants.
Zhang Yuan shook his head helplessly.
"Studying and attending classes are always the most important things, as they determine a person's potential."
"Going to school is not just about learning, but also about experiencing the campus atmosphere, learning to think, and understanding yourself."
"I won't listen, I won't listen..." the girl covered her ears and said coquettishly.
Zhang Yuan stopped talking, thinking that it made sense.
Maybe I should go back to school too.
It will be helpful for one's life and character.
When I was studying all day to prepare for filming "Qian Xuesen", I had a good mindset.
He remembered Zhao Benshan saying that whenever he felt he was not up to par, his mentality was about to waver, or he was about to run into trouble, he would immediately drive back to his hometown in Northeast China.
Once you arrive in the countryside and step onto the black soil, you understand everything.
A person who knows where their roots are will not be confused.
But I'm different from him. I don't have a rural hometown to go back to, and I can't find a place to farm.
He's good at both official duties and academic pursuits; that's not bad at all.
"Hehehehe." Just as he was pondering how to solve his own problems, the person on the bed, with half their face covered by the blanket, started laughing maniacally.
What are you laughing at?
"My classmate said he was afraid I'd be taken advantage of by others."
Are you kidding me?
Zhang Yuan: ...
He still found it difficult to determine whether the other person was simply lucky or just guessed correctly.
"I……"
"I'd be happy to let you play."
Before he could explain, the other person spoke first.
"If you're messing with me, it means I'm fun and good-looking."
Zhang Yuan was even more speechless. How did you manage to see through the essence with this brain?
"Besides, you're nice to me and handsome, I want to hang out with you."
"Many boys at school pursue me and ask me out to dinner, but I don't hang out with them."
"They're not as handsome as you, and they're not as interesting as you."
Zhang Yuan thought about it and realized that he hadn't mentioned money at all from beginning to end.
Because anyone who dares to pursue her is bound to have some money.
"Did I look good in that dress yesterday?" Naza asked, tilting her head.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the dress crumpled up on the ground and nodded.
She looks better without wearing anything...
“I dreamt last night that lots of dresses were dancing around me, and I want to wear them all for you to see.”
This self-proclaimed clever man hinted.
It must have taken her a lot to come up with that hint to burn out her CPU.
"I want to see it too. I'll have the driver take you to school in a bit."
"Go shopping with your friends tonight and buy all the dresses you want."
"I'll pay your credit card bill for you."
"But you can't tell anyone that I'm paying for your meal."
"Shh, I know." She gestured to her lips.
This girl still makes him feel relaxed because being with her is simple and doesn't require much thought.
"So, when should we meet tomorrow?"
I have to go on a business trip tomorrow.
Zhang Yuan woke the girl up, but she insisted on having him help her get dressed before she was willing to get up.
After getting up, he rested his chin on his hand and said he wanted to eat pilaf and naan.
We also need to send someone to the XJ Restaurant in the Beijing Liaison Office in HD District to buy the authentic stuff.
After she finished eating and drinking, I took her to school in the afternoon.
This person specially changed into an outfit they had just bought yesterday.
After entering the Beijing Film Academy campus in a business van, she had the driver stop at the entrance of the teaching building before getting out of the car.
Her appearance was already eye-catching, but getting out of a car worth over a million made her even more conspicuous.
Many boys who were interested in her felt uneasy upon seeing this, and they understood somewhat what was going on.
Moreover, it's not just one or two boys who are interested in her; it's probably half the boys.
She walked into the classroom with a fragrant scent, attracting the attention of the boys, while many of the girls felt envy and jealousy.
Especially after her military training photos became famous.
Performing arts majors are already a prerequisite for fame and fortune, and everyone is already vying for them, but then an exceptionally strong one came along.
Not only did he become famous as soon as he entered university, but he also signed a contract with a company in his freshman year.
Many female students graduate but can't get acting jobs; it's true what they say, comparison is the thief of joy.
No matter how hard you try, you can't change the modeling problem.
Moreover, women understand women best; her close friends could smell that her scent was different from before just by sniffing her nose.
The neck and wrists were especially shiny.
"Are you taking advantage of the big spender?"
A girl asked sourly.
She ate it, and it was quite big... Noticing the gazes cast around her, she raised her neck like a swan.
I got the feeling I wanted.
Everyone envies me!
I'm the prettiest, and someone likes me.
She wasn't targeting anyone in particular; she was simply presenting herself without discrimination.
Zhang Yuan has now reached a point where he is like Guanyin, where casually sprinkling a few drops of nectar from his vase would be a great blessing for ordinary people.
The small amount of money spent just to make a good impression and get the other party to accompany him to a decent meal was enough to make the film school students' mouths tingle and their eyes turn red.
Comparison is not necessarily a bad thing; it's just human nature.
The young woman was shining brightly at the Beijing Film Academy, and Zhang Yuan was also contacting the academy, thinking of asking some influential people he knew if there were any pathways for her to study there.
Not only can it help stabilize one's mindset, but it's also good to get some academic qualifications.
In the future, not having a degree will always be a problem, and you'll easily get stuck.
He needs to strive to become a first-class actor; he can't always be a third-class actor.
The key issue is that it doesn't sound good.
He recalled his close friend, actor Ma Jingwu, whom he met while filming "The Banquet" years ago.
The old man and his wife are both senior scholars from the Beijing Film Academy, so their educational resources are unparalleled.
I called him, and the old man was delighted.
I've wanted him to take classes at the Beijing Film Academy for a long time, so I warmly invited him and said I'd help him contact someone to inquire about it.
His enthusiasm made him a little embarrassed.
He was waiting for the old man's reply; he had other things to do.
We boarded the plane and headed to Siam.
"Savadica!"
Upon landing at Suvarnabhumi Airport in Bangkok, several heavily made-up Siamese women greeted me as soon as I exited the terminal.
According to the agreement with Siam Cultural Tourism, one of the conditions for obtaining the sponsorship for "Lost in Thailand" was that he had to personally take a "trip".
It was called a trip, but it was actually a business trip.
From flights to hotels, restaurants, and facilities along the way, everything was arranged by the other party.
The other party will definitely use this to run a lot of advertising.
He can just pretend he doesn't know and treat it as filming a travel vlog.
VLOGs, especially travel VLOGs, experienced a major boom around 2018.
But it actually existed as early as 2012.
The world is material, and all software requires hardware support.
The reason why it existed as early as 2012 but only became widespread in 18 was due to hardware limitations.
For portable video recording devices, whether mobile phones or action cameras, to become widespread, the hardware level must be reached.
At this stage, only professional photography and videography equipment can be used; it's too much trouble for individuals to create their own media content.
If you're taking pictures with an iPhone, its weak battery will only last a few hours. It can't be heated, it can't be chilled, it can't be dropped, and it can't be wet.
Zhang Yuan thought that investing in DJI was still a smart move.
But not enough.
First, we went to the hotel arranged by the cultural and tourism authorities.
The reception ceremony was arranged in the conference hall.
He took a Thai language book with him on the plane and learned several phrases.
This is where it comes in handy when greeting the media.
The key to speaking Thai or other Southeast Asian languages lies not in the way you speak, but in your intonation.
Using the accent of people from Guangxi will make things much easier.
He speaks with a lisp and drawls out the last syllable.
It was just a small reception, conducted in the form of a fan meeting.
Soon I took him out to eat, and it was all local specialties.
Thai-style stir-fried noodles with sour sauce, green curry, and grilled prawns.
He didn't dare to eat or drink excessively, partly because he needed to produce a film, and it wouldn't be appropriate to have his mouth full of grease.
And I have to meet someone later.
After eating and drinking, it was time for the part he was most looking forward to.
Arrive in the hotel lobby and wait.
A group of staff members, including those in police uniforms and military uniforms, were stationed nearby to maintain order.
The hotel's normal operations were thus disrupted.
Because in addition to people from the cultural and tourism sector, representatives from the local military will also be coming later.
The military in Siam can be considered a warlord regime, but it is also quite unique.
While the government has a complete modern military system, the king is, by definition, the commander-in-chief of the armed forces.
Similar to the British system.
But the King and Queen of Britain are really just figureheads.
In Siam, the king, though seemingly unreliable, has always been regarded as a fool by everyone.
But they kept "playing dumb".
Since taking power, he has concentrated military and financial power in his own hands.
Furthermore, a constitution was established to restrict relatives from engaging in politics.
He himself manipulated parliamentary politics through various means.
Eccentric behavior and a chaotic private life do not affect the other party's ability to maintain their power.
For important figures, moral failings are not a problem at all.
Only when military personnel come to meet you can you feel at ease filming without being disturbed.
The army arrived with great pomp and circumstance, clearing the streets and pushing all the hotel guests aside.
Seeing this, most people didn't dare to ask any questions; at most, they would just glance at it a few times and complain in their hearts.
But some people were also cursing and swearing.
Zhang Yuan was standing there waiting when he heard a string of profanities.
"Damn it, what right does your hotel have to treat its guests like this?"
"Does he even know how to do business? He has absolutely no sense of rules."
"Why can't I check in?!"
Zhang Yuan recognized the voice and turned around to see a round-faced man with a girl with a pointed chin, making a scene at the front desk.
The hotel staff put their hands together in apology.
He recognized the other person at a glance; he was used to being arrogant back home.
But this is abroad, and...
Several men in military uniforms immediately walked toward the source of the commotion.
The cursing quickly stopped.
The man was somewhat indignant, but he wisely kept quiet and left with his female companion.
As I walked away, my eyes met Zhang Yuan's.
Zhang Yuan waved and greeted them.
The other person glanced at him, gave his signature cold laugh, and then shook his head and left.
He didn't seem to mind and continued to smile.
The man who was cursing just now is Wang Sicong, the second-generation heir of Wanda Group.
It looks like he's out having fun with a girl he just met.
To be fair, they do have real strength in the country.
My Richest Father
So when he arrived at the hotel with a woman, he was left to do nothing and became agitated.
This person has an eccentric personality and loves to gossip.
Having only returned to China a few years ago, he quickly rose to fame online by stirring up trouble in the media circle.
This person actually wants to build themselves into a KOL and enjoys the feeling of being in the spotlight.
Zhang Yuan quickly dismissed the thought and stopped thinking about it.
I still have to work.
And what he was looking forward to wasn't those Siamese officials, but rather the leading lady from Bangkok's Channel 7.
That is, the "escort" he specifically asked the other party for.
Behind the seven platforms is the Royal Siamese Army, all of them are hooked.
Because of this connection, this same television station was the first to report that Wang Xing, a young actor from mainland China, had been tricked into going to Myanmar.
This was to show China and Laos their stance, and soon after, they took strong action against the Cambodian industrial park.
After all, Brother Zhong is very angry, and the consequences will be severe.
"HELLO." Soon, a mixed-race woman appeared in front of the crowd, nodding and greeting them.
Davika Hoorne was signed by Channel 7 in Bangkok at the age of 17 because of her beauty, and her first role was as the female lead.
She co-starred with top male stars in the country.
Of course, these so-called first-tier cities in Siam are no match for him.
Your audience base is only tens of millions, while I go to Hollywood all the time. How can that be the same?
So the girl greeted him in English right away, and seemed quite excited to see him.
She covered her mouth with both hands, jumped a few times, and then stood next to him for a photo.
And I gave him a wreath, no, a floral wreath.
TVB was happy to do so, thinking that bringing their leading lady to his side would increase his popularity.
We shook hands, took photos, and chatted about our trip to Siam.
They said some polite words to promote friendship between the two countries.
After the grand ceremony, a special car will be arranged to take him sightseeing in the area tomorrow.
In the evening, the Siamese girl would first take him to the night market for food and drinks.
However, reporters from Channel 7 will be following along.
They didn't eat well either, because there were cameras around, and the food smelled very strong.
Furthermore, after strolling around and returning to the hotel, one cannot go back to the room with the Siamese girl to discuss life, exchange ideas about the differences between the two countries, or learn from each other's strengths.
As I returned to the hotel lobby with the reporter, I happened to see Principal Wang, with his swollen eyes, also returning with a woman.
"Hi!"
He took the initiative to go up and greet them.
Want to grab a drink sometime?
After sizing him up, the other person nodded in agreement. (End of Chapter)