Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 1062: Walking the Red Carpet Again! Wilnion Mecariler

The Cannes Film Festival officially began the following day.

As a highlight of the Cannes Film Festival, the red carpet event is naturally indispensable.

The familiar venue, the familiar red carpet, and the familiar scene of being surrounded by stars made Xiao He no longer feel the same awkwardness he had the first time he came.

Having gone through so much, he has come to understand the underlying logic of these activities and see through the vortex behind these glamorous scenes.

Every year, world-class superstars emerge here, attracting worldwide attention, and naturally, new rising stars also emerge with high spirits.

Men in suits and women in flowing gowns, faces from all over the world converge here, smiling at those around them, proudly displaying their dazzling jewelry and luxurious silks. These items gleam under the flashes of countless cameras, like an inextinguishable rain of stars, illuminating the night sky as if it were daytime.

The ideals of film and the pursuit of fame and fortune become intertwined here.

Some flocked to the glory of art, while others chased fleeting popularity. On the bustling red carpet, the glitz and glamour, along with the anticipation of the masses, together unveiled the curtain on this year's film festival.

Sitting in the car, Xiao He could only smell the stench of the entertainment-driven world of fame and fortune.

It's as if a battle without visible warfare has ?? (Original source) already begun.

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"Snap, snap—"

Amidst the commotion, the black van finally pulled up at the end of the red carpet.

As the car door slowly opened, the crew of the TV series "Long" stepped out of the car.

To align with the theme of "Long," the entire group dressed in modern Chinese-style formal attire, promoting traditional Chinese culture to the world. Their unique style garnered significant attention and admiration from the moment they appeared.

Leading the group was Zhuang Hongyi, the director of "Long". He was one of the more upright-looking directors. To fit the theme, he was wearing a dark blue short jacket suit. The shape of the clothes was obviously inspired by the Tang suit, which had a unique charm of oriental aesthetics. It also made Zhuang Hongyi look particularly upright and spirited.

Besides the director, the people walking the red carpet with him were undoubtedly the "anti-metaphysics" trio from "Long": Xiao He, Lü Dun, and Cheng Jingyu.

Lu Dun wore a modified, loose-fitting satin mandarin jacket. The softer fabric perfectly concealed his large belly and gave him a somewhat kind and gentle appearance. Cheng Jingyu, on the other hand, wore the most elaborate outfit of the three. She wore a new Chinese-style long dress embroidered with light trigram patterns. Her features were delicate and beautiful, and her updo exuded the elegance and beauty of an oriental woman. She was like a piece of beautiful jade, shining brightly in the crowd.

As for Xiao He in this group, his attire was actually more minimalist than the others. He wore a modified Chinese-style stand-up collar suit, which, apart from the front opening and the frog buttons, was almost a semi-formal suit, appearing quite simple overall. However, his aura was anything but simple. Even though Xiao He was walking behind Zhuang Hongyi in the very center of the crowd, he was still the focus of all the cameras.

"XIAO!"

"Xiao He!"

"Brother Xiao, look this way!"

A chorus of shouts erupted at the scene, and reporters behind the railings on both sides raised their cameras and frantically snapped photos of the scene.

Xiao He looked back and waved to them.

Nowadays, Chinese media professionals are no longer relegated to peripheral camera positions; many have secured excellent spots, holding their cameras with remarkable ease, accompanied by excited cheers behind the flashes.

Xiao He was even guided by the staff to linger a little longer by the long staircase, so that the media cameras on the other side could capture as many shots of him as possible.

This treatment is quite extraordinary.

The rest of the crew of "Long" also enjoyed this special treatment to some extent. After the flashes from the cameras gradually subsided, Xiao He smiled and thanked the staff, then led the rest of the crew up the long staircase.

Just as everyone was about to stand at the top of the stairs and prepare to officially enter the film festival's event hall, they suddenly heard excited screams erupt behind them once again.

Xiao He stopped, as if sensing something, and suddenly turned around from the top—

His current location offers an excellent view, allowing him to see the start of the red carpet and the other end of the road at a glance.

A stretched Lincoln limousine, the kind you only see in movies, pulled up in front of the red carpet amidst cheers from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a dedicated waiter bowed and stepped forward to open the car door.

Then a polished black leather shoe stepped out of the car and landed gracefully on the red carpet.

A man wearing sunglasses got out of the car.

The man had slightly curly blond hair and wore a black suit. He looked no different from the other people attending the event, but his demeanor was quite extraordinary. In particular, when he casually raised his hand, the watch on his wrist revealed his astonishing wealth.

Luxury watches worth tens of millions!

Xiao He narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though he couldn't see clearly what this watch worth tens of millions looked like or how it differed from an ordinary watch, just looking at it from a distance, the numbers automatically recognized by the system were enough to amaze people.

Not to mention the decorative brooch on his chest, the diamond ring on his finger, the buttons on his cuffs... and the value of that haute couture suit itself.

Thanks to his skills, Xiao He is no longer the person who flaunts his wealth and still knows nothing.

This was the first time Xiao He had ever seen someone whose simple attire was worth hundreds of millions.

The atmosphere at the scene erupted in even louder screams and cheers as the man walked to the center of the red carpet.

Countless flashes went off wildly, making the scene look like it had been hit by hundreds of flashbangs, so bright that it was almost daylight. Even from this distance, Xiao He could hardly open his eyes.

On the contrary, the man being photographed remained calm, his sunglasses shielding him from most of the flash, allowing him to walk and wave to everyone.

The surrounding area was also cleared out.

The Cannes red carpet usually involves many people walking one after another at the same time, but it's not entirely fixed. Sometimes, before the person in front has even reached the stairs, the person behind has already caught up. So, aside from those who have the privilege of staying longer, sometimes staff members need to drive away those who deliberately linger.

only--

This is the only person who gets to enjoy the privilege of walking the red carpet alone as soon as they arrive.

Everyone in front of him on the red carpet was asked to leave first. There was no one else on the entire road except him, who walked on the red carpet alone, receiving the photos and attention of all the media around him.

How extraordinary.

How arrogant!

"Mr. Xiao, this way please."

Even where Xiao He is standing now, people are taking the initiative to ask him to leave.

At this moment, everyone else in the "Long" crew had been asked to leave, but Xiao He was still standing there watching.

"OK."

Xiao He suppressed the coldness on his face and smiled slightly at the staff.

After taking one last look down at the man below the stairs, Xiao He turned and followed the others into the hall.

After Xiao He left, Wilnion Mecariler, who was at the bottom of the stairs, pushed up his sunglasses and looked up at the top.

But the place was already deserted.

"Mr. Mecariler, what are your thoughts on the recent comments regarding the Mecariler family's support for...? Is this the future direction of your family?"

Annoying reporters were still asking him questions below.

Somewhat annoyed, Wilnion didn't even sign the document. He simply waved his hand, turned around, and strode quickly toward the long staircase.

Behind him, someone continued to loudly question him: "Mr. Mecariler, regarding your sister's accidental liking of certain comments on Instagram that support extremists using extreme methods to overthrow the structure, you..."

She's an illegitimate child, what does it have to do with me!

Wilnion cursed inwardly.

Damn freedom of speech!