Recapture the Entertainment Industry

More than 40 people, seven or eight tables are almost full of space on the second floor of the tavern. During the shooting period, artists should not eat more, especially now or at night, eating is fat. But the chance of having a barbecue like this is absolutely rare during the shooting. Once in a while, where can I get fat again?

One table, one hundred sheepmeat, one hundred beef, one hundred squid, one hundred chicken wings, one large pot of lobster, one large pot of sheep scorpion, scented nose, the boss's wife sweating back and forth to deliver the meal, and the boss carried a box of beer with her bare arms.

The atmosphere was unprecedented harmony. Everyone knocked on the plate and hit the cup. Ouch, they were laughing at each other. Before they ate a few bites of food, they yelled to blow the bottle with a toast.

In this atmosphere, even José was dragged down by horses to start pouring alcohol. Only Xiubo and Yuan Bing could sit at the main table as if they were taiyama silk, and relying on a smile would make people afraid.

As a director, José needs to mobilize the enthusiasm of the crew, usually with a high temper at work, but never in private. Not to mention, he himself liked the feeling of being surrounded by clusters of stars, moving his fat body around this table and grabbing ten sheep meat and eating five chicken wings at that table. Over the years, everyone willingly blocked him away from the plate and toasted him directly.

Huo Xie was disgusted: “Eat me a bunch. What's wrong!? I'm checking out! ”

A basin of goat scorpion was eaten by him at a clean photography table. Angrily, he found a man to renew his meal and raised his middle finger to him: “Blood fat! You're going to lose weight, you know? ”

José puked at them: "Friendship is no match for lamb, mouth and face! ”

Rodin doesn't really like drinking, especially beer. Bitter bubbles are very painful when in his mouth. Even in the hottest summers of the weather, he never feels the beauty of cold beer that everyone praises. The same is true of red wine, who comes from poor origins, whose understanding of art is slowly learned after discovery, and who has never had a chance to appreciate the aroma of red wine. In contrast, white wine makes him happier, spicy in the throat, glycerol in the mouth, nose and nose, as lonely as his life.

But today's spelling is obviously not about intoxicating each other, and a strong white wine cannot naturally be put on the table. Looking around and playing high looking for the target's companion, Rodingmei moved his chair toward the corner, hoping not to be so unlucky to be picked on.

However, in addition to the three people on the throne, he was the fourth most popular person in the crew. He could not escape from the other corners of hiding from those who came specifically for him.

The amount of alcohol in this body is not good, busy shooting Rodin did not have time to exercise himself privately, after being caught drinking a few glasses, his face became red, his eyes were bright due to the drunkenness, lean and small leaning there frowning and looking uncomfortable, many people who wanted to irrigate him were a little soft.

Rodin's relationship was really good, and many people and he had to be better than he was supposed to be. Although it is not like making friends to stand up and clear obstacles for each other in times of distress, many people are willing to help with small help that can be relieved by lifting their hands.

Being unintentionally blocked behind by a group of people, Rodin shook his head and turned around to blow the windows.

The heat of summer has not yet passed, the smell of the wind is dull and warm, the lights are shining along the river at night, and several bases in the distance are probably shooting night scenes, equally lively.

The more the liquor surged, Rodin felt terrible, lying on his stomach by the window trying to throw up.

All of a sudden his ears were cold and he was frozen and he turned his head up.

Mr. Duan Huo held a bottle of mineral water that was still frosty and was looking down at him gently.

“… thank you.” When he took over the mineral water, he found that the cap had been twisted and the emotion grew more meticulous. Cold and odorless liquid underneath the stomach, that feeling of disgust is much better.

Duan Shubo asked him, “Did you drink without eating? You couldn't have had two drinks at Uncle Kwong Liang's party. Haven't you had one before? ”

Luo Ding chuckled: “I never had a chance to drink before. ”

Duan Xiubo also thought that Rodin's previous popularity, I'm afraid that going to the dining room is a disdainful object. It is inevitable that he will not be accustomed to converting to this mode.

He pulled a bench and sat down next to Rodin. He touched each other's heads and said, "I grew up abroad, and it was very tight there, and I didn't have any alcohol before I was sixteen. Then suddenly he grew up, lifted the ban, smoked alcohol, tattooed marijuana, whatever smelled surrounded him, and I thought at the time, the adult world was so erotic. ”

Rodinghaha smiled.

Duan Shubo looked at him softly. The flurry of emotions in his eyes almost drowned him, but he retreated as quickly as possible at the moment when Rodin raised his head.

He thought of the two words that Rodin said to him that day at the martial arts hall.

“I'm not a kid. ”

“I'm a man. ”

Consolidated and sympathetic to each other, Duan Xiubo went on to say: "In the future, you can exercise yourself at home alone and use white wine. Two hours before bed every day. The first time you try a drink, if you're not drunk in an hour, try another drink until you're drunk. Add half or one drink to the first day of the next day. That's how I used to practice, and now I can even carry two pounds. ”

Rodin's previous liquor was practiced in a meal, and how many times the ugliness of drunkenness was exchanged for the ultimate victory. This is a good way to close the door and no one can see it anymore. He nodded with a smile and replied with particular sincerity: "Thank you. ”

Then he saw that Hubert's smile was even happier.

The atmosphere stood still at this moment, two people eyes opposite each other, eyes carved in a mold of mildness, but the falsehood under mildness had long faded away.

Someone who doesn't know each other.

He was pushed hard on the back, and Luo Dingzheng jumped directly into the arms of Hubo in the front section, and Duan Hubo jumped open his arms to pick it up, so that Luo Dingzheng could quickly clamp his arms and not really pour into Hubo's arms.

“Rodin! Here, have a drink!” When Rodin turned around, he hit Yan Haoshang's close-knit head, blushing and grabbing the bottle with one hand. "Give him some face! Cheers! Drink it! ”

“Brother Yan...” Luo Ding set aside the look of the pain he had just dealt with people, “I'm almost drunk, this bottle will definitely pour down. ”

Yan Haoshang had a good amount of alcohol. He didn't even get drunk so much, but his brain was much more excited after being stimulated by alcohol. He had so much left over that it was hard to trace now. Rodin's refusal is hard to hear. He should be paid to drink!

“Isn't that disgraceful!?” Yan Hao shook his eyes and pressed the bottle closer together. “Drink! If it's a brother, it hurts! ”

Who the fuck are you?

Rodin really wanted to spit on his face, but even though he was drunk, he was still there. He could only try to be honest about how much alcohol he couldn't drink.

Yen Haoshang felt a little shameless. In fact, Yan Haoshang was not very willing to play with Luoding before in the crew. His size is kind of a well-known old entertainer. Compared with a small entertainer like Luoding who is mostly limited to the Internet, he is still a bit more high-end. Later, however, he saw that Rodin was getting better and better in the crew. Even the two stars were subjugated by him. The more personal messages he received in the course of filming, the better the prospects. Yan Haoxiang couldn't sit down. He began to move up and interact with Rodin as a senior.

His vanity was encouraged by Rodin's gentle and respectful attitude to him, which was popular in the crew, so the more popular he went, the more he was willing to show off his relationship with Rodin.

Yan Hao Xiangben is just a man who doesn't understand his face, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the entertainment industry for so long and used his old actor as a partner. This has always been painful to worry about Rodin, the other party does not understand the hidden refusal, it is clear that if he dares to say no to drinking, everyone will be unpleasant. It is useless for the cow to play the piano. He stared at Yan Hao Xiang for a while, frowned and reached to pick up the bottle, drink it. I didn't expect him to suddenly stretch out a hand next to him to take the long neck beer bottle step by step.

Duan Xiubo grabbed the bottle neck and touched it with the bottom of the bottle and Yan Hao Xiang's other bottle. Then, he pointed at the mouth of the bottle and sipped the whole bottle of beer clean.

Shake the bottle face down, without a drop of liquid dropping, he smiled and stared at each other: “Xiao Luo is not feeling well, I will drink it for him. Is that okay? ”

The people around you were supposed to come up and persuade Yan Hao Xiang not to be so aggressive all of a sudden, Duan Shu Boterodin to drink? How much face does that have to be? Nor do they usually get close, which usually only subordinates can do to their superiors, and Duan Shubo is not under any pressure?

Yan Hao shook for a moment. He looked back and swept his eyes around him again. After all the people tried to suppress him, he could still see that something was wrong with his eyes. Even if he was stupid, he knew that he seemed to have done something wrong.

Face-to-face with Duan Shubo, he never thought of it. He laughed twice, nodded his head and pulled a few nonsense. He turned back to the crowd with embarrassment and fear.

Luoding was also somewhat surprised. He watched Xiubo lay the bottle he had drunk on the windowsill. There was some complicated and elusive emotion in his heart. Xiubo actually... help himself to stop the wine?

He had enjoyed this treatment in his previous life, but by then he had become famous and was surrounded by “friends” who wanted to please him for the benefit. But now, as a trifle transparent with no fame, no status, no resources, how is it worth a little Hub so considerate of him?

After drinking alcohol, people easily think too much. Rodin's head is filled with these messy things. For a moment, besides looking up at Shubo, he doesn't know what to do.

“What's the matter?” Duan Shubo doesn't think how strange he is to do this, the artist would not be good if he were drunk outside, the amount of Rodin alcohol is not good and he can do it, then he substitutes Rodin for Rodin, as long as he wants, it's no big deal. And what do people think? Whatever they think. The bad thing about keeping people from drinking is that they can't stop after breaking this mouth. The artists in the house didn't dare to come to the toast because they didn't drink it at first, but now one of them just pops up and starts to look familiar.

Duan Shubo was filled with six or seven bottles, his stomach was swollen and he covered his forehead and got drunk to get rid of these guys. Upon returning to Rodin, he was seen standing on his back, sitting on a chair, looking up at himself with a stunned eye. All of Rodin's five officers are exquisite, his eyes are long and big, his eyelashes are thick, his eyes are bigger than normal people. It doesn't look surprising to fill them in his orbit, which is also bigger than normal people, but after careful measurement, it will be discovered that this person's eyes are always very spiritual and not detached from this detail. After drinking, my brain was probably a little confused, Rodin's expression management was not as good as usual, his long eyelashes blinked, his eyes flashed, his pink thin lips stunned open the two white doors in his mouth, his face blurry and unspeakable silly and cute.

Duan Xiubaoxin was all seen by him. I don't know how much perseverance it took to hold on to the urge to touch each other's faces. He and Rodin looked at each other for a while, about ten minutes, and Rodin still kept this motion on his face, and Duan Huobo understood something was wrong.

“Rodin?” He pulled over and screamed carefully as he watched Rodin's movements.

After about a minute, Rodin's sophisticated nose wrinkled and his mouth widened with uncertainty: “… Ah? ”

“…” Duan Shubo helplessly mumbled and stood up. Rodin was drunk.

He quickly stepped back to the crowd and pulled out Huo Xie, who had already been caught guessing in a braid, and asked him aloud: “Where's Wu Fangyuan? ”

Huo Xie held a braid over his head, don't mention how funny it is. Because of the bright and crystal bright intentions of war, his hands kept beating the scissorstone action: “Who?! Who's Wu? ”

Duan Shubo turned a white eye in his heart and hit him in the ear: “Rodin is drunk! Let Wu Fangyuan take him home to rest! ”

Huo Xie realized this and shook his head: “What time am I still letting Wu Fangyuan keep it? Let him go home this afternoon. Rodin stays at night. Isn't he in the same hotel as you? ”

He was boxing across the street, and the logistics said, "Rodin? I quit his room at noon. Didn't he kill Qing today? Today, a new crew from Cinema said the room was not enough. When the boss asked me if there was a room to return, I gave it back. Asked you about it. ”

José was also silly, and his fist was pulled over there, and the girls held him up and put a little braid on his head.

“Well, then...”

“Oops, so troublesome, why don't you just squeeze what you can keep! ”

When they got excited, someone couldn't help interrupting their conversation, and José's eyes lit up. He took a look at the table and grabbed a string of roasted chicken wings and put them in front of Duan Huo's hand: “My child has been entrusted to you. Come on, let's go. I'm still busy. ”

Duan Huibo returned helpless, holding a string of roasted chicken wings, his eyebrows wrinkled deeply, but his heart was slightly slightly leaping.

But this leap, for him, does not bode well for Rodin.

“Sister Yuan,” he went to find Yuan Bing, "can Rodin stay with you tonight? ”

Yuan Bing stared at him with a psychotic look: "Drink too much. ”

“… a lot.” Duan Hubo also felt a little silly. He covered his head and wanted to find the next target. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Yan Haoshang had arrived at Rodin's side.

A kind of anxiety when his own child was about to be trafficked to rest, Duan Shubo's eyebrows suddenly turned sharp and walked back. He heard Yan Haoxiang in his temptation: “I still have an empty bed in my hotel...”

Rodin looked so cute with a blind and unmistakable glance at him that it was heartbreaking.

Duan Shubo stared at the corner of the trafficker. He had a twitch, didn't he? He grabbed Rodin's arm and stood him up, then wrapped his arm around his neck, and held his other hand around his waist. He made his position clear with a standard handling position: “Xiao Yan, you don't have to be busy, my room is a little bigger, everyone is tired tonight, you can't take care of him. Director Huo said it would be nice to let him sleep with me. ”

Yan Hao blinked, his back was cold, and he hurried back a few steps. He smiled and nodded at Shubo. “Fine, you've worked hard. If you need anything, I'll stay on the third floor at 6330. You can call the inside and let me help. ”

Duan Xiubaomei sent him away. He turned to Rodin and looked at him quietly and blindly. He just felt that someone had given him a hammer from the heavenly lid.

On the way back, he didn't dare to have too much physical contact with Rodin, so he stayed in a mutually supportive state. After Rodin left the house, he couldn't see his face with his head down. The good news was that his footsteps were not sluggish, but it was just a little slow, which made Shubo not too bothered to lift up. It's just... when the palm of the hand is holding each other's waist, the ribs that are almost clearly shaped across the clothes are extremely painful. Rodin is slightly abnormal. Light on one arm will steadily support this thin body. This is not the normal weight this man should have.

Only then will Duan Shubo be able to get out of his steady behavior and see his age. Rodin was 23 years old and many of his students were still studying alone. The young man, who was six or seven years younger than him, matured not to look like a young man at all.

Duan Shubo was able to accomplish what he is today, and he knows what he experienced in his childhood and adolescence. Luo Dingxing may have been no less painful than his past, and this cognition caused a slight tremor on Duan Shubo's spine.

Duan Shubo's room is on the sixth floor of the hotel, which is the biggest hotel in the city and has the highest floor. Rodin's previous room was on the third floor of the building, and Duan Shubo had never visited him, and this obscure smell of contact had always been avoided by him as much as he could. Just today, obviously, is inevitable.

The room on the sixth floor is definitely different from the room on the third floor, which is more than double the size, and the decor looks just like the rooms in the big hotel outside the Cinema.

Sitting on the bed holding Rodin, the other party very nicely straightened his waist and sat there. After calming down, his head was raised again. He looked at Shubo with his big eyes open and blind.

Duan Huibo licked his lips, held his fist and took two steps back. He retracted his gaze at Rodin and looked left and right. He went to the front door and turned on all the lights in the hotel, including the toilet.

Standing at least five steps away from Rodin, he shouted, "Would you like some water? ”

Rodin stared at him for a minute, shook his head, his mouth opened slightly as he moved, and his snow white teeth came out of the gap.

How cute!!!!!

Duan Xiubao's heart was pounding, holding his fist and reminding himself to exercise restraint, then step back: “Are you sleepy? Sleepy? Do you want to go to sleep?” Worried that Rodin wouldn't listen, he put his hands together and made a sleeping motion on the side of his face.

Rodin stared at him, and then slowly, slowly laughed.

The long, big eyes bent, the bright crystalline eyes reflected the bright hall of light in the house as if it had fallen into a galaxy of stars, the pink lips opened, because the smile revealed so many teeth, the soft tongue against the inside of the lower teeth.

And he didn't laugh, and he sat there all alone, whining and silly.

Duan Xiubao smiled and retracted his hands on his side face. Staring at this in front of him, he seemed to be laughing at his drunk, hesitating for a few seconds, and finally compromised helplessly.

If you die sooner or later, die sooner or later.

He unbuttoned his shirt collar and sighed: “I'll get you some bath water. ”

Rodin waited until he entered the bathroom and the sound of the leaching water had sounded before nodding seriously with a look outside his face.

Don't mention how sad Duan Shubo is staring at Snow White's bath. He must be obsessed with ghosts, but he actually got this big baby back. What are we gonna do with the bath? Anyway, it's impossible not to take a bath. It's absolutely unacceptable to use alcohol and clothes while Hub sleeps. Sleep one night. Is that okay? But, Rodin, can you do this on your own? If you can't, then you have to help him wash it yourself. If you run into something you shouldn't touch... fuck you, fuck you... don't even think about it!

It took me at least twenty minutes in the bathroom to build my own psychology and go back to my room, and I swept towards the bed, and Rodin was gone.

Rodin pulled open the curtains and sat on a floating window, holding her knees against the wall smoking.

He opened the window a little, looking at the sky with one hand holding his face against his knee and the other clamping the cigarette holder against the open window frame.

Duan Shubo did not dare to speak at the moment, and now this Rodin feels completely different from the one he usually gets along with.

With a slightly blurred look, Rodin's eyes were still powerless and his lips stifled. It took me a long time to stare at the sky before I retracted my hand on the window frame and took a sip at the cigarette butt.

His cigarette smoking posture was beautiful, with a little bit of literary youth's sense of mulberry. When the white smoke rose from his mouth and surrounded him, the youth was so melancholy that Duan Hubo almost thought that at that moment the weak body would not be able to sustain such a strong negative emotion.

But Rodin didn't, he just quietly recovered what Hubert did when he first saw him.

Duan Shubo sighed, he really sighed more than ever tonight, and only Rodin could make him so helpless.

He approached Rodin and asked with some concern, "Rodin, what's wrong with you? ”

Rodin shrugged his hand and stared at him like he was burned. It seemed as if he didn't understand why there was another person in the room. His eyes were uncertain. After a while, he gradually recovered to his previous state of stupidity: “… oh. ”

Oh what do you mean...

Duan Huebo was defeated. He had to reach out and take the cigarette from Rodin's hand. He deceived him: “Smoking smells like yellow teeth. Stop smoking. Listen, get up and I'll take you to the shower. ”

Pushing Rodin into the bathroom, he asked uncertainly, "Can you undress yourself? ”

Rodin started lowering his head, pulling a box of smoke out of his pants pocket and throwing it to the floor, then pulling the lighter out of his other pants pocket, and then touching his clothes pocket. Dropped everything, including his wallet, before he started trying to get rid of this T-shirt.

Duan Shubo stood outside three steps and silently watched the young man who was about to put his knees in his T-shirt and who didn't understand why such a vague posture was struggling harder. Sighing that he didn't know how many breaths he had tonight, he admittedly held up his sleeve: "I'll do it. ”

Rodin was trying to help, and he suppressed him.

After taking off his underwear, Hubert stopped doing it. He grabbed Rodin's arm in the bathtub and put a towel in his hand to wipe Rodin's body.

Rodin sat in the bathtub with his legs and looked at him. He scratched the itchy spot and laughed. The rest of the time, he had no expression on his face.

The atmosphere subsided for a while, and of course this embarrassment was felt only by Hublo. Duan Xiubo stared at the snow-white skin of the young man under his palm, and he didn't dare touch it directly with his hands. Rodin probably didn't get much sun. The skin was really the pale color of the sun he had never seen. However, he did have a slightly better body than Seung-chu had imagined. He was really thin and his ribs were clearly visible, but his core and arms were obviously covered by a thin layer of muscle, so while still weak, he looked much healthier than when wearing clothes.

The quiet attitude of young people makes this segment much more harmonious than I thought it would be if it had been a less hopeful interaction. Duan Huibo also slowly let go of his guard, sat at the edge of the bathtub to let Rodin lay down his head and wash his head. When he held the shower nozzle in his hand and gave Rodin some unskilled cleaning of the white foam on his head, Duan Huibo suddenly noticed that this was like the first time he had taken such a thoughtful care of a person.

“Don't play with bubbles.” He pressed Rodin's hand, spreading foam under his hair, and his eyes were soft enough to melt away.

Rodin was a little panicked when he was covered in a big towel.

Duan Huibo quickly wrapped Rodin up in a bath towel and put him out of the tub on the floor, which relieved him. Rodin stood barefoot on the tile, curled his toes and whispered, “It's cold. ”

“Just a moment.” Duan Hubo wiped his body dry, then took the bathrobe and put it on him. Finally, he took off his last pair of pants for Rodin and sighed with great success. "Okay, get out and I'll blow your hair! ”

Rodin frowned and stretched his hand to pull the robe on himself, which was probably not of good quality in the hotel and was too uncomfortable to wear. Duan Shubo opened a door kung fu, then he looked back and saw a guy with red stripes standing in place, his lower abdomen was tight, his head turned royally, his voice even a little angry: “What's wrong!? ”

Rodin seemed to have no idea of his suffering, and after a slow half beat, he straightened out and said, “That's uncomfortable. ”

Duan Huibo had no choice but to find his own shirt in the suitcase and come back to put it on Rodin's suit. Length barely covers the roots of the thighs, too wide shoulders hanging down, snow white clothes lined with fine skin, long and straight two thighs sliding naked, section repair corners and eye corners together crazy start twitching, this is more than when dressed just now... more...

Watching the young man finally satisfied with his new pajamas and sitting in bed waiting for him to blow his own hair, Duan Huibo spent three seconds thinking about whether it was too late to find someone else to change rooms, then finally fatally moved his gaze away from each other's thighs and landed on the hairdryer mouth of the Dark Sudden.

Soft hair was stroked between the fingers, and the hot thoughts gradually faded after touching each other's thin and dense hair, replacing the ambiguity gradually overflowing the room. His technique was too gentle, not too hard when dialing the hair, but occasionally gently massaging the scalp with his fingers and stomach. The force of the cocoon pressing over his head was appropriate, combined with drunkenness, Rodin soon fainted.

Duan Shubo shut down the machine and saw the young man's blinding eyes only half the size before, laughing.

The hotel had only one bed, but it was huge, and he stuffed a pillow in the middle of the bed and stuffed Rodin in the quilt on the right, patting him in the head, full of pity: "Go to sleep. ”

I felt that kind of family smell on Rodingham. Never before had a normal affection before. Like a thirsty traveler with a pot of unclear fresh water, Reason told him that this pot of liquid was likely to cause fatal harm to himself, but emotionally, it could not resist such a powerful temptation.

After drinking, there is not necessarily normal reason, not sure if I can hold on to my thoughts, Duan Hubo rarely touches Rodin's skin tonight, even when speaking, try to keep distance. By this time, however, the satisfaction and leap in his heart was still so intense that it occupied almost his entire chest… just to get close to the person in front of him for a short time.

It feels... like poison.

He stood up, turned off the lights for Rodin, watched him sleep with his eyes closed at night before returning to the bathroom to take a bath. In the shower, he looked down at the area where his head was slightly raised, frowned deeply, and started ignoring the big way not to touch it.

Wash and hang Rodin's clothes until they are ventilated. Step aside and touch the other side of the bed to lie down quietly. Lie on the pillow resting in the center of the bed before bed and stare at Rodin.

He sighed as his elongated arm tidied the duvet he had slipped off.

That's it, nobody bothers, best.

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I don't know!

Lord Yuenzi thinks that Mr. Duan is a good man. He thinks that Mr. Luo should no longer drink alcohol, and it is better not to smoke.

Lord Yuenzi of Tiantian and Tiantian, when you praise me of Tiantian and Tiantian, don't use the word adorable, you should use handsome! Cool words like that!

This is the right way to open the top of the sky, Lord Doriko! Otherwise, all you see is a kiwi!