Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Rodin breathed evenly and rubbed his face with a towel hanging around his neck as he ran.

The sky is not completely bright, the moon is still hanging high in the sky, the early morning world is shadowy and quiet, the house is only buzzing with treadmills running, except for the rough breath.

Rodin frowned deeply and felt his strength draining away a little bit. It took less than half an hour to run, and this body was a little overwhelmed, because it was once too familiar with autism to reach out to people.

Rodin is such a man of masculinity that he thinks men should taste masculine. But the bottom of this body was too weak, he initially wanted to take a bite to become a fat man, and for the first time in his life, he felt the horror of hypoglycaemia after working out his life. After that, it started gradually. Combined with the current mainstream aesthetics and the lack of muscle acceptability, he followed the guidance of his previous life's fitness coach, lowering his strength and starting a local workout.

Rodin is really thin and has a beautiful skeleton, but some parts of her body are so thin that there are only bones left but the skin. Such a body and clothes look good, but it's too bad for your health.

It was almost time before Rodin finally stopped. He rested against the treadmill for a while, practiced a few dumbbells, heard the phone and picked it up and walked to the bathroom.

The voice on the other end of the phone was Wu Yuan's voice: "Rodin, I see you're QQ online, why don't you answer me? ”

“ □ □ ”Rodin stunned for a moment," Oh, running, I didn't see. ”

“Weibo yesterday?” The other person's problems appear to be somewhat mindless.

Rodin didn't do it.

Upon hearing that he did not go on Weibo, Wu Yuan obviously soothed: “Not the best, try to go on Weibo as little as possible these days. Yesterday, a bunch of psychopaths chased you after the list of entertainers was posted. I was so busy yesterday night that I didn't dare call you because I was afraid it would affect your rest. I'll tell you now, don't respond! ”

Luo Ding smiled softly and thanked him. After hanging up the phone, he climbed directly onto Weibo.

It's definitely very lively. The # Tang Chuan # option in the topic list is already tall. Click inside to see the list of participants published by the official account of the crew.

Rodin's name comes after two stars, because the official @ all the crew members, so everyone can see the artists' daily tweets just by clicking in.

Popular number two, there's an account called "Fu Stock Support Society" that publishes a message full of anger: “My Fu Stock is about to be destroyed!! Stay away from me, Mr. Volkswagen!! ”

Article 6 "Mr. Fu's crotch of pants”: “Ahhhh, Brother is very handsome, but definitely not my husband's material!!! ”

Article 18 “Stocks, wait for me slowly": “Go to the Bad Luoding Arts Show, Mud Coal! What the hell is that? ”

These are just relatively soft-minded female fans, and Rodin's tweets, although they don't have anything to do with the crew, are equally abusive.

The original book of "Tang Bien" has a wide range of circulation and is not a small audience. Before the shooting, there was an active sticker bar for the original book. Each character has his own fans. Fu Zhu, the person who recruited Su, undoubtedly sucked the most powder, combined with another tragedy, his own mother's powder, his girlfriend's powder, even his boyfriend's powder, had already made him a baby. Such a role, anyone can understand that it is difficult to play, fans before the shooting, after learning that the director is Zheng Kezhen, although a little relieved, still feel worried and afraid. Many even claim that if they can't find the right actor, they'd rather cut all the Volkswagen related plays, even if they don't show up, than collapse.

But now, the most worrying scene for all happened, and an unidentified artist got the part.

This artist did not have any hands-on work, he was a singer, and after the disbanding of the combination, the stars blew away, and for several years he ate on the show like a wild chicken artist. The point is that he is not engaged in a general arts show. He is given a lot of lenses in a 50-minute show, but he never looks at the lens in a dodgy way. Silence is like saying something that will break his yang life. Such a person who has no idea how to play Volkswagen?!

Besides appearance, what else does he fit? Volkswagen's brilliant appearance has never been his biggest flash point in the original book, and that flimsy elegance is the key!

But appearance, too much to do in the entertainment industry.

At one point, real worries about the character breaking down, watching the lively, purely disgusting rules of the entertainment world and some cynical people gathered together and began to crusade the Tang Dynasty crew. The big V-Men are reproducing Chang Weibo, or tweaking or criticizing, the role of "Fuzhu” can really be counted as high-profile.

Rodin swept away the verbal abuse with the words of organs in his eyes and did not go to heart at all.

Which artist doesn't have black? If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Is life and rich income so good under the spotlight? Artists are people with high levels of depression, and people with slightly worse psychological qualities can question themselves when they see so many verbal abuse. Those who have been able to kill in circles for 20 years without jumping are not bad hearts. Rodin is naturally one of the best.

Leaving his phone on the sink at will, he began to measure the man in the mirror with the light.

During this period of exercise, the arms have begun to appear muscular prototype, the more the lines become □ □ bright, the black tight vest outlines his pretty figure. The sweat slowly slipped off the frontal trace, crawling over the warm skin and eventually falling out of the black clothing.

Rodin smiled slightly, lowered his head and washed his hands. His gaze fell on the scar on his wrist.

The scab of the wound had long fallen, it should not have left such a obvious scar, but the original owner did not dare to cut too deep, so he cut himself several knives, several staggered scars entangled, after healing, left a pink mark.

His eyes were only a glance, and Rodin turned his gaze away, his future never gained from remembering the past. He knew he had a long way to go.

Several calls were received on the way to work, all with his personal number. After several banquets, the phone book contacts in Rodin's new phone have exceeded three digits. These people have a lot of entertainment touching, but if you use the right method, touching the halo that faded away from work in life is just an ordinary person.

These calls were all side-blocking comfort to his Tang Xian, whose predecessors had experienced some of the toughest times, so they felt something.

Luo Ding laughed and thanked them, and sometimes turned back to each other a few words. Good psychological endurance is amazing.

Almost to the crew, the phone buzzed. Rodin thought it was another comfort call, and he swept his eyes off the screen, and his eyebrows picked up.

“White?” His voice was filled with a gentle smile, as if it had softened to a wave of water at the end of the phone. But in fact, he just looked out the window with no expression and couldn't find a smile in his eyes.

Su Shengbai's voice came out of the earpiece, soft and frightened, as if it were a harmless little animal: "Rodin, I saw the news on Weibo. Are you okay? ”

Rodin silenced for a moment and his voice dried up somewhat reluctantly: "Well, it's just a few comments, and they won't bother me again. ”

Su Shengbai obviously heard that he didn't mean it at all. He softly comforted him with a few words. He turned his head: “The Tang Dynasty is a great drama group. The character“ Fu Zhu ”is also very rare. Did Yang Kangding get it for you? Or is it Hubert's help? You know too little about the entertainment business, thank you, you know? Now we can use their influence to help you get this thing back. ”

Is this a sidekick? Luo Ding couldn't help but laugh, but the tone was a little angry: “Not them, I got it from the audition myself! ”

This is obviously not within the scope of Su Shengbai's thinking. Su Shengbai was obviously silent for a while, which made him laugh twice: “Really, I'm sorry, I haven't seen you shoot before, so... but you can still adopt that sentence after me. Duan Shubo and the others have an influence on the public, you can ask him to help. ”

“I will.” Rodin promised to finish the sentence, and a moment later he whispered, “Thank you. ”

Su Shengbai's voice was so soft and confused: “Come on, Rodin, you know, I'm talking to you...” He was like talking about something he couldn't touch. He suddenly panicked and made a few random noises. He hung up on Rodin when he couldn't answer.

Rodin stared at the phone and couldn't help but whisper.

This shearing power, if you really change the original owner, I'm afraid you'll think about that half of the sentence if it doesn't come out. But it was used on Rodin. It was nothing like a joke.

Why did Su Shengbai make this call? Instead of thinking about it, he found the answer from the name of the person who had always appeared in the conversation.

Duan Shubo, let's end up with this guy. Su Shengbai, is this about your relationship with Duan Huebo? There's nowhere to go to use this big movie emperor but to find a reliable medium to bridge. This is not all bad, at least Rodin can now be sure that Su Shengbai has believed that he will never forget his old feelings for him.

Su Shengbai's methods now, a small artist of unnamed nationality still doesn't want to try it, first stabilize him, we can talk about the future.

Didn't care to hear his gentle voice on the driver's seat, looking at Wu Fangyuan, Rodin looked out the window, the car slowly entered the Cinema after checking the pass, the world surrounded by reinforced cement was immediately replaced by the ancient fragrant eaves.

This is where he'll be staying for the next month.

The crew had security guards outside the shooting area, few visitors early in the morning, Rodin got out of the car for a few breaths of fresh air, threw away the chores on his mind, and looked everywhere and saw a quiet parked, unsightly Chevrolet nanny car.

The door opened in his eyes.

An unexpected man drilled out of the car.

“Hi.” A tall man leaned against the door in the morning, dressed in a dark casual outfit, waved at him with a gentle smile, "I shot here and came to see you. ”

“... Brother Duan?” Rodin stunned for just one second and quickly revealed a smile, "good morning. ”

“Good morning.” Duan Shubo's gaze was heavy and he didn't find the meaning of reluctance in Rodin's eyes. But when you think about the hustle and bustle of Weibo, you're still a little uncomfortable thinking about the other party's ability to hide.