A retro car was driving slowly in the sunshine of Los Angeles. Vincent was sitting in the passenger seat at this time. He had a huge rhinestone earrings on his right ear. The rhinestone was a bit too big to look fake, but it shone in the sun. His greasy hair was neatly combed 28 minutes, and then paired with a neat black suit and white shirt. The celebrity gentleman's appearance appeared on the paper, but because of too much oil, the hair looked a little dirty, making people wonder whether it was oily or because the hair had not been washed for several days.

Vincent listened to the music from the radio station in the car, lit his chin slightly, looking very comfortable and relaxed, as if he was enjoying the beauty of the afternoon. At this moment, Jules, who was driving, said, "Tell me what the hemp bar is going on?"

Hearing this sentence, Vincent immediately replied, "Okay, what do you want to know?" Because Vincent answered very quickly, and even the end of Jules' question did not fall, he spoke, which made him seem a little anxious. After Vincent said this, he deliberately turned his gaze away, trying not to seem too arrogant, but the slightly raised chin and eager eyes showed his mood at the moment: Let me answer it for you.

Jules was driving, but he didn't notice this subtle change in Vincent, or he had long been used to such Vincent, he asked casually, "Isn't it illegal to smoke marijuana there?"

"That's right, but not absolutely. You can't just walk into a restaurant and start rolling marijuana there. I mean, if you want to smoke, it's best to have a secret fun at home or in a designated place." Vincent's words came out without thinking about their brains. After all, they made people wonder if he was about to die in the next second. This eagerness made his words seem a little vague, but he could feel the pride and pride in his language.

"That's those marijuana bars?" Jules said he didn't understand because Vincent spoke too quickly.

"Okay, let's say that." Vincent said as if he was a teacher who taught a student, showing a big look. He raised his left hand and used his right index finger to spread the fingers of his left hand one by one. "It is legal to buy big mahjong, and it is legal to own big mahjong. If it is sold big mahjong in a big mahjong bar, it is legal to carry big mahjong." After counting these four items, he deliberately raised the index finger of his left hand and waved it next to Jules' cheek, as if this was an extremely important key point. At the same time, he also showed a smile of "you will never believe me", "But listen well, if you are stopped by the Dutch sticks, they cannot search your body, and they do not have the power."

Sure enough, Vincent succeeded, and he attracted Jules's attention, which made Jules look at Vincent incredibly, but his emotions were still a little more implicit, without making a fuss, just sighed, "I'll go, I'm going, I'm going, I must go!"

But Vincent's emotions rose up, and the smile on his face could no longer be curbed and it bloomed, "I know, baby, I knew you must be happy." Then he shook his head with a smug look on his face, but no one knew what he was savoring.

Obviously Vincent couldn't close the box after he opened it, and he continued with a smile, "Do you know what is the most fun in Europe?"

"What?" Jules responded subconsciously.

"This is a little different. There are such things in the United States... but, but it's a little different." Vincent actually kept it insincere. He couldn't wait to answer the first topic just now, and now he started to keep it insincere on the second topic. Obviously, Jules' reaction just now greatly increased his confidence. He even raised his orchid finger and gestured with his thumb and index finger to how small the slight gap was.

"Example." Obviously, Jules was much more straightforward.

"Say that," Vincent raised his chin, glanced at Jules, touched his hair with his left hand, and then looked forward again, and finally looked at Jules with his eyes wide open. "In Amsterdam, you can walk into any cinema and buy beer. And I'm not talking about the random paper beer, but beer in glass." Vincent was clearly talking to Jules, but he was no longer watching Jules, as if he was driving, and after the topic began, he couldn't stop. Even if Jules didn't ask, he couldn't wait to share the so-called confinement as if he had left it behind. "In Paris, you can also buy a beer at McDonald's."

This made Jules look at Vincent. Vincent seemed to have received great encouragement. He asked with a calm expression, as if Charles.darwin was explaining to everyone what "biological evolution theory" is. The look of "I am the only one in the world knowing it" glanced at Jules with a condescending look, "Well, do you know what they call cheese burgers in Paris?"

"Don't they call cheese burgers?" Jules' answer seemed stable compared to Vincent's excitement. Although it didn't seem to be dealing with it, it was obviously not as interested.

"They have a mysterious system, and they don't know what a cheese burger is." Vincent sighed with a shaking head, as if it was a remote mountain village there.

"What's that?" Jules didn't want to turn to Vincent at all, just drove seriously and asked casually.

"They called it..." Vincent seemed to want to create a little suspense, and announced the answer grandly. He paused for a moment and tidied up his hair with his left hand. But when he spoke, the tone of "Royal Cheeseburg." seemed to be a little weak, which did not seem to match his proud and teasing expression.

But even so, this hit Jules' laughter, "Royal Cheeseburg?" He looked at Vincent with a smile.

Vincent raised his eyebrows and pulled his tie with caution, which he had no mess at all, and tried to say in the most plain and calm tone, "That's right."

"What's the name of Maixiangburg?" Jules became a little interested, but this question did not seem to fit Vincent's taste. "Maixiangburg is Maixiangburg, but the word "Le" was added to the front."

"Lemayburg." Jules read it again and brought a little French English mouth, which made him smile with satisfaction.

But Vincent, who was very excited just now, couldn't laugh. The curve of the corners of his mouth seemed a little heavy, as if he was a little excited because Jules began to ask topics he was not familiar with. Sure enough, Jules continued to ask, "What's the name of Huabao?"

"I don't know, I haven't been to Burger King." Vincent lost all his interest, and even had a frustrated expression, and he uncomfortably sorted out his hairstyle. In order to make a comeback, Vincent took the initiative to talk about his familiar topic, "Do you know what to add without ketchup in Dutch fries?"

"What?"

"Minat." Vincent's pride between his eyebrows jumped slightly, especially when he heard Jules's frightened "Oh my God", which made the smile return to Vincent's mouth again, laughing loudly, and his whole body movements became active again, "I see they have done this, and they have put a big lump."

"Evil..." Jules' reaction greatly satisfied Vincent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not stop.

"Do you know what they watch Quentin Tarantino's movie?" Vincent seemed encouraged and raised his eyebrows and looked at Jules excitedly.

This time Jules was really interested, so he turned his head and looked over, "What do you think?"

"Bring a large bag of ketchup, every time I see a scream or gunfire, I will squeeze a bag. When the movie ends, Tata! Welcome to the Spanish Tomato Carnival!" Vincent's smugness and the commentary that suppressed the excitement made Jules unable to hold back and laughed out loud, "Qentin, don't you shout 'Card'?"

This time, Samuel's destruction made the entire crew burst into laughter.

In fact, the lines ended with "Burger King". The French fries part started with Hugo himself making up, mainly because Quentin has not called "card" and the director has not given orders. The actor can only continue. Even if there are no lines in the script, the actor must persist.

But unexpectedly, Hugo and Samuel's cooperation became more and more effective, making everyone in the crew laugh so hard that Samuel could not hold back.

Quentin also stood up with a smile on his face, first shouting "Card", then stood there with a helpless look on his face, but the joy between his eyebrows revealed his joy, "Please, Hugo, this is the performance I want. This is so wonderful, it scares me. Jesus Christ, I really don't want to believe it. You just sat down for ten minutes, and then after you come back, you acted dumbfounded everyone. God, what happened there just now is so amazing."

Look at Hugo's performance just now, the earrings as exaggerated as hair, the slightly sissy orchid fingers, the trivial movements of constantly tidying up the hair. The gestures with obvious amplitudes are in sharp contrast with the expressions that try to keep calm. The most important thing is the subtle changes in the words and expressions, which are completely done in one go. Even if Hugo did not deliberately manage anything, the whole laughter burst out like this. Listen to the crew's hilarious hilarious performance. Hugo's performance just now was so exciting, making Samuel completely a supporting role, and everyone just watched Hugo's live treasure playing monkey show.
Chapter completed!