The staff in charge of reception for the Dog Warrior crew met Zhang Zian and Famous at the airport exit, took them to the rented car, and drove them to the hotel near Potsdamer Platz.
As expected, the temperature in Berlin was lower than in Binhai City. It wasn't just two or three degrees lower, it was almost four or five degrees lower. It was snowing, and the humidity was high. Fortunately, Richard didn't take the opportunity to come, or else he would have been freezing.
The whole of Berlin was filled with the warm atmosphere of the annual film festival. Even the two sides of the main road from the airport to the city had huge posters of the Berlin Film Festival. Although Zhang Zian didn't understand German, it didn't stop him from smiling.
The staff in charge of driving explained the glorious history of the Berlin Film Festival to him, as well as some of the celebrities who came to the festival, as well as the crew's schedule for the next few days. Zhang Zian understood that the schedule was tight at the beginning and relaxed at the end, because the film festival wasn't just about screening movies and judging awards. The sale of the movie screening rights was also an important part. However, this was the producer's business, and it had nothing to do with him. He just had to cooperate with Famous at the appropriate time for publicity.
Potsdamer Platz was the busiest area in Berlin. What surprised him was that the drive from the airport to the hotel was less than 20 minutes, and there wasn't much traffic on the road. If it was in the capital of China, it would take 20 minutes to get off the airport highway.
After driving into the urban area, the most intuitive feeling was the row upon row of ancient buildings. There were very few high-rise buildings. Unlike the new city of Binhai City and the commercial Los Angeles, the biggest impression that this place gave people was a sense of history. Of course, it could also be understood as the decline of the decadent old imperialism.
Posters with pictures of little bears appeared more frequently on both sides of the street, and there were dazzling beauties of different skin colors on the sidewalks. Occasionally, a long line could be seen in front of a stylish modern building. According to the staff driving, these people were lining up to buy movie tickets. Many of them came from other places, or even from other countries in the European Union, to participate in the film festival. Even the cold and snowflakes couldn't extinguish their passion for movies.
Compared to other European film festivals, the Berlin Film Festival was more approachable, and movie tickets were even more difficult to get. Booking online might not necessarily get you the movie you wanted, and the most reliable way was to line up for one or two hours. If they really couldn't get a ticket, they could also hold up a sign at the entrance of the cinema before the movie was released. Perhaps some of the audience who had bought the tickets would transfer or give them away for free because they couldn't watch the movie at the last minute. People with good looks were often more popular at times like this, especially young girls.
The car stopped outside the hotel, and Zhang Zian got out of the car with Famous. Zhang Zian had probably informed the hotel management in advance. Although everyone in the hotel lobby was looking at Famous, no one came forward to stop him. The Dog Warrior crew wasn't the only one staying in the hotel. In the lobby, he saw a few slightly familiar handsome and beautiful foreign men and women, but only because they looked familiar, he couldn't remember their names. They might have appeared as supporting characters in a movie.
"Little Zhang, you're here! Come here! "
Zhang Zian was at a loss and didn't know how to go through the check-in procedures. Suddenly, he heard a slightly old voice coming from near the sofa in the lobby, and it was spoken in familiar Chinese.
He turned his head and saw that the person who greeted him was Director Feng Xuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Director Feng Xuan usually didn't care about his appearance. When he was interviewing Famous, he was wearing a wrinkled suit. But today, he looked very energetic. His suit was neat and straight, and he was smiling. He looked five years younger. This was probably what it meant to be happy when one was in high spirits. Feng Xuan was chatting with other people. When he saw Zhang Zian enter with the dog, he immediately stopped him.
"Director Feng, long time no see! How are you? "
Zhang Zian quickly walked over and shook hands with Feng Xuan.
"Thanks to you, although I'm old, I'm in good health." Feng Xuan smiled and looked down at Famous.
"Hello, Famous. Did you have a hard time flying?" he said.
Famous didn't miss this opportunity to be watched by everyone. It quickly straightened its back, stood up, stretched out its left front paw, and put it on Feng Xuan's left hand as a handshake.
During the filming process, Feng Xuan had felt that Famous was different from others more than once. At this time, he was even more surprised. After such a long time, Famous still remembered that he was left-handed?
Zhang Zian said on behalf of Famous, "It was a bit hard, mainly because you can't eat on the plane. When you got off the plane, you only had a hot dog."
"Oh, then hurry up and go through the check-in procedures, and then go eat something. You, take Xiao Zhang and Famous to their room. "Feng Xuan stopped another staff member on standby.
"Well, Director Feng, I'll go upstairs first." Zhang Zian was ready to go upstairs with Famous.
"Wait a minute, take this." Feng Xuan handed over a square package of household appliances. "Electric kettle. The hotel doesn't provide hot water, and the weather is cold. If you drink cold water, you'll probably have diarrhea."
"Director Feng, you're so thoughtful..."
Zhang Zian dragged the suitcase with one hand and held the unopened electric kettle package in his arms with the other. He sighed that the older, the wiser. Feng Xuan actually thought of preparing an electric kettle in advance. Otherwise, drinking cold water for ten days in such cold weather might really cause diarrhea. If there was no hot water, Old Time Tea couldn't drink tea.
Feng Xuan smiled and shook his head. "I can't help it. I always go outside. After a few times of not having hot water to drink, I learned my lesson. Every actor's room is equipped with an electric kettle. You can stay in a standard double room. After all, you have to take care of Famous. "
Zhang Zian nodded. He was very grateful for Feng Xuan's care. It was much more convenient to have his own room.
"By the way, did you bring a bow tie?" Feng Xuan asked again.
Zhang Zian was stunned. Before departure, the team leader Nie Yuan specifically emphasized that every actor should bring formal wear and gown in case of emergencies. Why did Feng Xuan specifically ask if he brought a bow tie?
"Yes, I did."
Although confused, he still answered reflexively. He was nervous because his bow ties were all cheap.
"How many colors and patterns did you bring?" Feng Xuan asked again.
"Uh, about three or four," Zhang Zian replied. "Should I take them out for you to see?"
"Not now. You can go upstairs and settle down first." Feng Xuan waved his hand and pointed to the leather collar on Famous's neck. "After you've settled down, take off the collar, and then let Famous try on those bow ties. Take photos and send them to me. They will be used on the red carpet."
Zhang Zian was speechless. After all this time, he wanted to let Famous wear a bow tie? He really wanted to cry!
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