Quentin's voice is clear and mellow, and his pronunciation is slightly stuck when he speaks English. This accent makes his pronunciation sound soft and lovely.
"Zayde, a native of the Dragon Kingdom." Qin Jue held his hand and smiled back, "Are you a local?"
Quentin was glad that she had brought up the subject, and he chuckled and shook his head.
"I'm from Axelop." He was talking about a country located in the middle of the EU federation.
Then he asked: "Can I enjoy your work in the cinema?"
"'Rain of the Day'. I think there are not many Dragon Kingdom films participating in this Venazzola Film Festival." Qin Jue said bluntly, "What about you?"
"Searching for Uloda."
Quentin said it in Onelian and English respectively, "It is a remake of a movie, you may have heard of this name."
Qin Jue pondered, and while thinking, the waiter passed by. She took down two glasses of light orange fruit wine and handed one to Quentin.
"The Dream of Venazzola?"
"Correct." Quentin smiled and gently bumped Qin Jue's wine glass with his own goblet, lowering the rim of the glass in the process.
Qin Jue did not ignore his politeness, responded with a smile, and took a sip of wine.
Reproduction is different from remake. The latter has certain independent rights to adapt, while the former is to reproduce some classic works as authentically as possible. "The Dream of Venazzola" is an old Blue Star movie. Thinking of its plot and characters, Qin was not surprised that Quentin Quentin would star in its remake.
As for the matter of concluding that Quentin Visconti is an actor without asking - anyone with eyes can see that it is a pity that such a good-looking person does not appear on the giant screen. Qin Jue is certainly not stupid. , Quentin too.
The two chatted and strolled. Because they were similar in stature and appearance, the scene was very pleasing to the eye. Even if the other guests returned to socializing, they couldn't help but turn their heads and take a second look from time to time. Qin Jue maintained a proper smile and guided Kun. Ting Xiao circled around twice before finally shaking off all the eyes that were glued to the two of them.
By this time they had arrived at another balcony garden.
After chatting for a few words, Qin Jue took the initiative to hand over the control of the topic to Quentin:
"So, my new friend I just met not long ago, what do you want from me?"
Quentin's face showed a hint of confusion at first, then he opened his eyes slightly and gave a shy smile.
"Zayde." He asked in a straightforward tone that didn't suit his current mood, "Are you single now?"
For a moment, Qin Jue almost crushed the slender goblet between his fingers.
She was speechless, and it took a long time before she said, "I'm sorry, my lover and I have a deep relationship."
Quentin didn't hide it, showing obvious disappointment: "Oh, okay."
After Qin Jue was reborn, it was the first time in reality that a man confessed her love to her face to face, but she did not back away, that was too offensive. Besides, Quentin didn't show any covetousness or eagerness. Although it was a bit disgusting for him to say this - Qin Jue felt that he was more like a simple child chasing beautiful things. The way he looked at Qin Jue was the same as looking at the shells on the beach and in the window. The crystal ball is no different.
"You don't want to tell me that you fell in love with me at first sight?" Qin Jue said half-jokingly.
"Yes. You are so beautiful." Quentin, who was rejected by his courtship, replied with a generous smile, "and your charm is very special."
Qin Jue had the illusion that he was coaxing a child, so he smiled and shook his head: "Okay, thank you for your compliment."
The sudden episode did not affect the harmonious atmosphere of the conversation between the two. Quentin and Qin Jue talked about his own term "First Encountering the Magnetic Field". Qin Jue teased that there was a word in the Dragon Kingdom called "seeing lust". Quentin was helpless. Laughing and sighing:
"You're right, but I am attracted to men with outstanding appearance and temperament."
He spoke so candidly that Qin could not help but smile.
She concentrated her senses and quickly checked to see if there was anyone nearby waiting to eavesdrop. After confirming that it was safe, she shook the remaining fruit wine and smiled:
"Naive Quentin, you may have made a mistake."
"Why do you say that)?"
Facing those ignorant sea-blue eyes, Qin Jue blinked equally calmly: "Because I am actually a woman."
Quentin was stunned. Just when Qin Jue was thinking about whether to call him back to his senses, she noticed that the child suddenly exuded a more intimate and eager aura.
With a "swish" sound, Quentin stepped forward and held Qin Jue's hand that was not holding the wine glass, his eyes shining:
"What a coincidence, so am I!"
Qin Jue:?
She slowly typed a question mark.
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"Oh, OK, I understand. So you are a transgender person who is biologically male and identifies as female."
A few minutes later, on the swing in the balcony garden, Qin Jue nodded gently.
Not long ago, she almost had a transgender misunderstanding when she explained to Tutu that she was a woman. She didn't expect to meet someone so soon.
Quentin turned his head slightly to look at Qin Jue's Adam's apple: "There are always things in the world that are counterproductive, and people's desires are not the same."
"That's right." Qin Jue exchanged a small part of the secret with him, leaning on the armrest with one hand and laughing, "My mother would be very happy for you and me to swap bodies."
"Don't say that, her expectations are her business." Quentin comforted.
"Queenie, you are so kind." Qin Jue smiled lazily and called her friend by her female name.
Quentin was about to laugh and be annoyed: "The name is too hasty!"
Qin Jue laughed at him.
"What are your future plans?" Qin Jue asked warmly.
Quentin sighed: "To be honest, I don't know. My stepmother understands me, but she doesn't completely understand - she feels that with such a face and such a body, there is no need for separate surgery."
Qin Jue sympathized with his helpless headache. Indeed, Quentin is so beautiful that he is indistinguishable from male to female. Except for specific organs, the concept of gender is completely blurred in front of his beauty. Specializing in gender reassignment surgery seems to be very "much fuss."
"Mr. Vincent can understand my feelings." Quentin said of the director of "Finding Urodah", "But what he is concerned about is the pain of the operation. He doesn't think I can bear it-and... Well, I’m also worried that an artificially repaired body won’t be as good as a naturally grown body. Seeking my true self is something I both admire and fear.”
"I often wonder if I should give up being transgender, accept the body and gender I was born with, and strive to harmonize my psychological identity with my physical body, so that at least I no longer have to endure mental torture."
He said with a slightly complaining tone, "But it's hard for me to distinguish whether this is 'correct' or a 'compromise'..."
"Take your time." Qin Jue, who always listened to him attentively, comforted, "There are too many people who spend their entire lives looking for answers in their hearts. You are still young and have a lot of time to explore, hesitate and waver."
Quentin pursed his lips and smiled, causing the flesh of his cheeks to bulge out, showing a simple and cute look.
"Thank you." His eyes were full of gratitude.
Qin Jue returned the look with encouragement. The next moment, the figure caught in the corner of her eye made her smile freeze on her face, and the curve of her mouth quickly receded.
She turned her head and looked into the hall.
"What?" Quentin followed Qin Jue's gaze.
"...Why is he here?" Qin Jue muttered to himself in confusion, with a mixture of worry and vigilance.
Her reaction makes sense. Because not far away, a slender but robust gentleman in a black suit walked into the exquisite infield banquet hall with unmistakable momentum. He had a pair of mean-shaped tawny eyes, a very obvious bead on his upper lip, and his lips were tightly pursed. He is as aggressive as an eagle's beak, and with this elegant outfit, he looks like a polite and ruthless gangster.
"Little Mad Man," Frandy Fung.
On a trip abroad, he met Jue Ge who had cakes and bombs at the same time.
(End of chapter)
