(Don't read it yet, adding a title means it's done)
And it wasn't just Wu Mu and his crew; they also bumped into other film crews heading to Cannes.
Upon meeting, Head Steward Sister Yan, Yan Yongmei, was explaining the itinerary for later, "There's no flight directly from Beijing to Cannes, so we'll first fly to Paris, then transfer to Nice, and then drive to..."
But before she could finish, a scream interrupted her.
"Ah! Li Cheng, Li Cheng!"
"Li Cheng, I like you!"
"Li Cheng, triumph at Cannes!"
Li Cheng?
Everyone looked curiously over and saw the commotion at the airport entrance in the distance. A man in his forties, wearing sunglasses, was surrounded by a crowd and trying hard to walk inside with the help of his entourage.
The more he tried to go inside, the harder it became.
