The Greatest Showman

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The surging crowd was like a flood that opened the gates, pouring out of the carriage, and then spreading out.

In an instant, the surroundings of the entire train station were bustling and crowded with people, and even the line of sight could not find a place to stay. The narrow train station square revealed a crowded and depressing suffocation. I felt like I had melted into the golden sunlight.

As a small town, Cannes's train station is also not very spacious.

There are only four platforms in the entire train station, and the small square in front of the gate is no more than the size of a community garden. In the limited space, trams and air-conditioned buses can be seen coming and going. The former is a unique way to travel through the town. means of transport, the latter being the buses that pass through the Côte d'Azur.

Fragments of crowded scenes can be captured occasionally between motor vehicles, hawkers, souvenir shops and tourists fill the corners and corners of the line of sight, but no quaint buildings, no magnificent sea views, and no historical sights can be seen. Precipitation, everything disappeared into the endless crowd.

This is the first meeting in Cannes.

In the crowd, Renly's figure was not conspicuous. A white shirt with sky blue jeans, a pair of white canvas shoes, a navy blue backpack, and a black San Francisco 49ers baseball cap look nothing more than a young college student on a backpacking trip, as dozens of people during the film festival An insignificant member of the crowd, ignited the heat and frenzy of this town.

Without pausing, after judging the direction for a while, Renly stepped forward, relying on the pace of his feet to leave the bustling train station.

Follow the cobblestone alleys of the town and walk straight to the south, without turning or needing a map, passing through the bustling commercial district, passing through the bustling tourist area, and without warning, the crowded and narrow place in front of you. The space suddenly became brighter, and then a large swath of blue passed through the tall palm trees and the low street garden, and crashed into the eyes.

The coastal road is here.

On the right hand side, you can vaguely see the Cinema Palace not far from the beach. The lively crowd stopped at the entrance of the Film Palace, impatiently trying to take pictures; while the on-site staff were busy building the red carpet and lighting equipment, and the air had already begun to gush before the official opening of the film festival.

Not on the right, but on the left.

Renly took a step to the left and walked along the wide and straight coastal road. The white buildings, golden sunshine and green palms, in a trance, seemed to have crossed back to Malibu next to Los Angeles, enjoying the gentle sea breeze. A moment of leisure and comfort.

However, reality soon invaded. The luxury brand flagship store next to the road and the lively crowds on both sides of the road, as well as street performers everywhere, and models posing for fashion blockbusters, all reminding Well, this is not Malibu.

Standing next to the open street, looking to the right, the dense parasols are lined up along the high wall of the embankment under the feet, one after another, white followed by blue, red followed by yellow, different. The colors represent different private bars and clubs, and the entire beach has been completely occupied by the commercial area, not to mention the sand, not even a little gap can be found.

Renly was disappointed.

Originally, he hoped to find a relatively quiet beach to settle down, take off his shoes, step on the sand, and plunge into the clear blue desperately; but now he realizes, don't say "relatively quiet" The beach is gone, and even finding a beach that is free and open to all the public is extremely difficult.

The blue in front of me shimmered under the golden sunlight, and the dry and thorough mint blue was like a piece of magnificent emerald. The light penetrated through it, reflecting a beautiful halo... Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze came, and it seemed that The splendid and pure blue can be captured even in the breeze, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.

The correct way to open the Côte d'Azur is not to stand by, but to immerse yourself in it.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

A frenzied scream whizzed past, and Renly turned his head reflexively, and saw a small crowd surging forward.

About seven or eight spectators surrounded a slender man, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, but with a pair of black ultra-sunglasses, a Louis Vuitton seasonal square on the belt, and the right hand Rings ring on the wrist, seemingly without any extra decoration, but revealing the star halo in the details.

The audience around was cheering continuously, and then the man stopped, expressionless and handsome, satisfying the audience's wishes one by one, taking pictures and hugging with everyone, or taking a group photo alone or in a group photo, The hustle and bustle of that small group of people ignited a heatwave throughout the block.

Many people stopped and took out their mobile phones. Even if I didn't know the man, I couldn't help but use the shutter to record it first.

At this moment, a woman with a graceful figure came out of the store diagonally opposite, followed by three or four spectators, crowded in a hustle and bustle. Although she was petite, a pair of denim hot pants showed the Those well-proportioned and lustrous long legs reveal a sense of youthful vitality in their curling steps.

Then, the woman and the man met in the middle of the road, and the two kissed passionately.

The onlookers became more noisy, flashes

The lights went up and down, cheers rose from all sides, and then, two people joined the ranks of taking pictures together, more than a dozen spectators stepped forward, the crowd was gathering little by little, and it seemed that there was a formation in the center of the road. Lonely island, all the gazes from all directions are projected over.

"Bah, bah."

The honking of the car interrupted their photo-taking time. The two young couples immediately left the encirclement with their fingers clasped together, and dragged the photo-taking crowd to the walking path on the right, as if dragging a furry General big tail, swaggering through the market.

The crowd of onlookers is always changing, some people leave, some people come, some people stop, some people take pictures, there is always a small group of people coming and going, not spectacular, but very lively, it seems that even the air is full of people. Filled with a smell of Vanity Fair.

Finally, the young couple disappeared at the entrance of a private club, and the crowd that followed closely gradually dispersed.

"Who are they here?"

"I do not know either."

"Then you also stopped to take a photo?"

"To join in the fun, we have already come to Cannes anyway. I heard that it seems to be the Internet celebrity couple on the photo wall, French."

"Hey, why did I just hear it's Italian?"

The two were chatting, passing by Renly's side, and the heated discussions could occasionally capture the passing fragments, the moment in such a vanity fair, and the moment of national entertainment in the Internet age.

The social networking platform makes it possible for everyone to be the focus of attention, and it also makes it possible for everyone to stand under the spotlight. Therefore, the meaning of entertainment to death has been further pushed to a climax.

This is equally intoxicating.

So, is that heartbroken blue in front of you more beautiful? Or is the bright light behind it more moving? This is an eternal discussion topic, and everyone has their own answers, not about right or wrong, but about life and choices.

Renly subconsciously pressed down on the brim of his baseball cap, avoiding the excited crowd, and continued to move forward, filtering one private club after another, and finally found one that didn't seem so popular or so. Noisy club, even a little deserted.

At the entrance of other clubs, a large group of ordinary movie fans can be seen poking their heads, asking the security guard at the door with curiosity and anticipation, "Is so-and-so here?" Although the security guards are always poker-faced and refuse to answer, Still can't stop their curiosity and enthusiasm.

Only two fans of the club in front of them inquired about it, and then turned and left.

For Renly, this was a better choice. His only requirement now is to be able to see the blue, sit quietly on the beach, and enjoy a moment of tranquility. That's all.

"Excuse me, how much is the admission fee," Renly asked politely.

The security guard in the white shirt standing at the door calmly looked at Renly's clothes, but the pure and fluent French still made him straighten his back and said in a professional and objective voice, "Sorry, we are Private clubs are not open to the public, only guests with invitations can enter.”

It's a plausible explanation, and it's the most used tactic in Hollywood.

No matter what's really going on in the private club, Renly doesn't care or wonder, he doesn't have any interest in those parties right now, so he returns a polite smile and nods, "Sorry for bothering you. .Thanks for the answer."

After that, Renly didn't stop there, turned around and prepared to move on.

To be honest, Renly hesitated. Should he just go back to the hotel where he's staying, meet Andy and take a good rest in the hotel room, or maybe give Ryan Gosling a call and have him drive over and take him out of Cannes to the next door Small town, enjoy a moment of tranquility.

While thinking and hesitating, there was another burst of screams and roars in his ears, but this time, Renly didn't care at all. This seems to have become a signature scene on the streets of Cannes, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

However, in the blink of an eye, the surging crowd spread like waves, surrounding Ren Li. The scene was really spectacular. Even if Ren Li didn't want to ignore it, he was already in it.

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