"You, who are you? How do you know I'm..."

In a foreign land, being suddenly called by name naturally startled Gao Yuanyuan.

However, when she realized the other person was Chinese, it seemed to make sense.

After all, Gao Yuanyuan is a female star; being recognized isn't unusual.

But, Zhou Mo Sen's identity...

"Oh, my name is Zhou Mo Sen, and I've actually been following some things back home."

Zhou Mo Sen's words were a direct response to Gao Yuanyuan's "how do you know I am."

Although Gao Yuanyuan hadn't finished her sentence, Zhou Mo Sen had fully understood, right?

But saying this made things weird.

"You... aren't you Chinese?"

Gao Yuanyuan was quite surprised and couldn't help but point at him.

Zhou Mo Sen wasn't too bothered and said directly, "To be accurate, I'm Chinese American. However, I identify with being Chinese, and who knows, I might come back someday."

He wasn't lying.

Besides, after the pandemic and its aftermath in the United States, any clever and capable Chinese person would want to leave the U.S. and return to their motherland.

Moreover, Zhou Mo Sen was originally a transmigrator; he indeed planned to earn US Dollars and date foreigners.

But he knew perfectly well that the United States isn't really home.

He always had the idea of returning when the time was right in the future.

Actually, many overseas Chinese have this thought; the longer you live abroad, the stronger the urge to return.

Of course, many overseas Chinese wholeheartedly want to be foreigners, especially Americans, even willing to be a dog.

Zhou Mo Sen was different from that group of folks.

Right now...

Okay, he hardly needed to follow domestic affairs to recognize Gao Yuanyuan.

Such a beauty as Gao Yuanyuan, who wouldn't recognize her as Zhou Mo Sen?

But when Zhou Mo Sen mentioned his identity, Gao Yuanyuan was quite shocked.

"What, you're an American?"

"Yes, isn't that odd?"

"But your accent and everything... doesn't seem like it."

"What's so special about a Chinese American?"

Actually, Zhou Mo Sen was asking knowingly; he understood it himself.

Chinese Americans are indeed quite diverse.

And his expression of surprise puzzled Gao Yuanyuan further.

Honestly, Gao Yuanyuan never had a clear concept separating Chinese Americans from Chinese.

She felt there was some difference, but expressing it clearly was tough.

Plus, Zhou Mo Sen seemed annoyed by his questioning.

After all, aren't we all Chinese? What's different?

Gao Yuanyuan awkwardly felt shy.

But then...

"Are we just going to sit here like this?"

Once Zhou Mo Sen said that, Gao Yuanyuan blushed even more.

Yes, ever since the 'accident,' they both forgot to get up.

In simple terms, they were chatting away, forgetting they were still sitting on the ground.

Luckily, the 'accident' didn't seem too severe.

So they stood up.

Gao Yuanyuan felt that once she got up, nothing more remained; she planned to pick up her rented bicycle.

She rented it.

Her trip to Cannes was due to the movie "Qing Hong."

The film's director, Wang Xiaoshuai, had collaborated with Gao Yuanyuan before.

Back when Gao Yuanyuan was just starting out, not quite famous, Wang Xiaoshuai's "Seventeen-Year-Old Bicycle" provided her considerable help.

In that movie, there was also Young Master Zhou, whose fame and stage presence were overwhelming compared to Gao Yuanyuan.

Yet Young Master Zhou only played a minor role.

Curiously, "Seventeen-Year-Old Bicycle" had two young male actors; one was Li Bin, who now stars in "Qing Hong."

Currently, Li Bin's resources as an actor genuinely appear excellent.

He acted in "Seventeen-Year-Old Bicycle," later in "Kala is a Dog," and "Magic Phone," among others.

This time, Gao Yuanyuan collaborates with Li Bin again, only this movie's different.

"Qing Hong" reflects the Third Front Construction.

The female protagonist Qing Hong is a descendant of an old worker from Shanghai to Guizhou's mountainous resource development, whose father wants to return to Shanghai, but she has her life and love here and doesn't want to go back.

And later, that Xiao Gen couldn't hold back and forced himself on her.

Thus... but the movie opens with Qing Hong's death.

Wang Xiaoshuai employs a flashback.

Additionally, the film features Qin Hao, who now frequently appears in literary films.

Probably because he's affordable and looks alright.

This alright... well, he does have some talent.

In the film, he even imitates Elvis.

Zhou Mo Sen wasn't surprised by Gao Yuanyuan's appearance in Cannes; he'd already seen the "Qing Hong" brochures.

After all, it's for the film festival, and now encountering Gao Yuanyuan...

Actually, as Gao Yuanyuan lifted the bike, she suddenly thought it was like back during "Seventeen-Year-Old Bicycle."

Unfortunately, Li Bin hasn't arrived yet.

So she'd ride alone for now, especially in the old town; it felt nice.

Unexpectedly, she collided with the Chinese American Zhou Mo Sen.

More surprises awaited.

After getting up, Zhou Mo Sen dusted off his clothes and said, "Shouldn't we determine responsibility now?"

"Responsibility? Issue?" Gao Yuanyuan was instantly puzzled.

Zhou Mo Sen replied bluntly, "Yeah, you crashed into me. You know, according to the U.S., in case of an accident, both parties should exchange insurance information first."

Huh?

Gao Yuanyuan was so annoyed, "I don't know!"

No, she didn't know.

But actually, 'you know' is a common phrase in the United States, like 'you-know.'

Many people use it, but Zhou Mo Sen didn't have this habit, and saying this now... indeed, he wanted to see her angry expression.

"Even if you don't know, it's fine, but you should at least leave your contact info, right? By the way, you might not know, I'm a doctor, so if I have any hidden injuries... causing me to lose work, you'll have to pay compensation."

"You..." Angry!

Gao Yuanyuan hadn't realized this guy was such a...

But Zhou Mo Sen was already handing over his business card.

What could Gao Yuanyuan do?

"I don't have a card."

"Not planning to leave your contact information?"

"You... I, fine, I'll write it down."

As she said, she left her name and number.

But Zhou Mo Sen...

"Home address? If I go back, maybe..."

Huh?

That sounded strange.

When Gao Yuanyuan looked up... she'd been writing, naturally not looking up, but now she looked.

Zhou Mo Sen was smiling.

"You! How could you..." Oh well, Gao Yuanyuan laughed too.

"Just joking, but now..." Yes, I, Zhou Mo Sen, got your contact info, Gao Yuanyuan.

Getting a phone number like this was simply... somewhat cheeky.

Yet also quite funny.

But Gao Yuanyuan immediately spat out, "You, you... have you used this trick on many girls?"

That indirectly accused him of being a playboy.

With a serious face, Zhou Mo Sen shook his head, "Not really. Also, check my business card."

Business card? What's that?

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at it and realized Zhou Mo Sen was a plastic surgeon.

Quite surprising!

But Zhou Mo Sen added, "Girls usually give me their phone numbers."

This...

"You! You..." Gao Yuanyuan was amused and couldn't help but stomp her foot.

But suddenly, she exclaimed, "Ouch!"

What's wrong?

"Oh, let me see."

Turns out, after the fall, her calf had a scratch, not deep or big.

With their chatting and surprises, the scratch went unnoticed.

Now it hurt after brushing it, drawing attention.

Zhou Mo Sen squatted down, checking her calf, even touching it.

This...

"Ah~ Hey, you..." Gao Yuanyuan's face flushed as if bleeding.

"It's nothing much, but I'm a doctor, able to help you treat it. You probably have to walk the red carpet soon."

Admittedly, Zhou Mo Sen's suggestion was good.

Now...

Suddenly, Zhou Mo Sen took Gao Yuanyuan's bike.

"Hop on, I'll take you back."

Can it be like this?

Gao Yuanyuan's face reddened considerably, feeling awkward but still getting on her rented bike.

And Zhou Mo Sen showcased his riding skills.

The two of them, on one bike, began strolling through Cannes' small town...