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Chapter 720: Glorified

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Each time a car stopped by the entrance to the red carpet, a few cameramen would always shift their eyes towards it. If it was an unfamiliar face, they'd ask the fellow cameramen who it was. If the others didn't know, then it was most likely a small name coming to mooch the red carpet and was not worth moving the camera for.

As the influence of Berlin Film Festival was gradually declining, more and more people were calling for changes. Fewer and fewer big named actors and actresses were willing to travel to Germany for the red carpet, so most people were just red carpet moochers.

One of the cameramen noticed Famous first and focused on it with their lens. They then focused on Zhang Zian, trying to figure out who was playing the leading role.

The experienced cameramen bowed their heads and discussed the dog in low voices. ”Where did this dog come from?” they asked each other. ”Did this young Asian bring it here?”

”Is he a celebrity? How could the committee allow a commonplace dog to step on the red carpet?”

”Is it the Dog Warrior?” they continued to ask.

”It is the Dog Warrior!”

A quick-minded person quickly thought of the film that was soon to be premiered and connected it with the German Shepherd on the red carpet. He immediately realized that this was a very significant moment––maybe this was the first time in history that an animal had ever stepped onto the red carpet at the Berlin Film Festival.

Lin Feng walked out of the car with a slightly rigid smile on his face. He repeated in his heart, I am the biggest Chinese celebrity and everybody's coming here for me.

He lifted his hand but didn't know which direction he should wave it. The film fans on both sides of the red carpet were screaming towards a few international superstars. Apparently not many people cared about him, the B-list actor from China.

According to the plans prepared by his personal assistant and agent company ahead of time, he was supposed to stay on the red carpet for at least 10 minutes.

How could he survive these ten, hard minutes? Did he pose for the cameramen? Very few cameramen were focusing on him.

Did he sign autographs for the fans? No fan seemed to know who he was.

In comparison, the red carpet at a Chinese film festival was much easier.

Maybe he had to use his plan B and stir up enough courage to greet the other A-list celebrities with his broken English in hopes that the cameramen might capture him in the same photos with the superstars––otherwise known as popularity mooching.

It would be quite embarrassing, but he had no other options. He had to keep up with the exposure in order to get more film invitations and commercials. He didn't want to be forgotten by this forgetful industry.

Being forgotten was fine with Feng Xuan. He was over 50 years old, after all, and fame was no longer a big deal to him. After waving around for the sake of it, he walked towards the entrance of Berlinale Palast at his natural pace.

Lin Feng identified a superstar signing autographs for the fans and he silently rehearsed some lines he prepared in advance in order to suck up. As he was about to walk over, he suddenly noticed that everybody was looking at him and all the cameras were focusing on him. The camera flashes were firing continuously and some cameramen even ran towards him to get a better angle. The look on his face was as if he really were the biggest Chinese celebrity!

Even the superstar that he was about to suck up to stared at him from a distance, unwilling to have all of the attention stolen by him.

The noisy fans suddenly quieted down. It was as silent as a pond before a thunderstorm.

Lin Feng's heart was pounding. Did he suddenly become an internationally recognized celebrity without even knowing it?

As all of his confidence came back. He lifted his hands fashionably and waved to the fans with the brightest smile he'd had since the start of his career.

However, the fans were still silent and did not respond to him.

This was awkward.

”Could you please step aside?” the closest cameraman waved at him sharply. ”You are standing in front of the dog.”