Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Before coming into contact with the full script, Carmen Clovey took a tour of the studio, which had not yet been fully constructed.

Large as a factory, surrounded by low hills, the studio is situated in the middle of the mountains, raising its head and seeing the blue sky covered by the bushes on all sides.

White looks like a temporary big iron factory.

But walking in, there's no hollow air.

There are all sorts of cold weapons hanging on the walls - swords, machetes, giant hammers, bows and arrows, crossbows...

“Oh, my God!” Emma spins around, obviously very surprised, and her eyes start to shine, “These are...”

“A weapon for you.” Over the next month, the new actors will learn how to use them and how to work with them, "Clovie said. Emma, your partner's not here. You're using a magician's wand. ”

“Yes, I am the Elf Queen.” Emma laughed, "too bad, why not a different character. ”

Um, a soldier, played "Blade Warrior II," part of the weapon at the scene was left after the upper scene was filmed. He picked up the iron hammer on the armory in a light car and twisted it in his hand, waving a beautiful curve: "Look! ”

Emma clapped her hands and praised them less enthusiastically: "Great. ”

Um immediately approached her and said, "This is my weapon. Would you like to try it? ”

Emma even waved: "No... thank you, no...”

Rodin approached the armory, and Duan Huebo followed him, whispering to him: "Which one do you like? ”

He shook his head and his hot eyes crossed from a handle flashing with cold light, knowing it was a finely crafted item. Some weapons even have tiny, intricate patterns on their surfaces, like the helmet he tried last time, and the totem-like lines give people a very religious temperament.

Duan Xiubo laughed, Rodin's personality was restrained, and many things wanted to know that he had to pay attention. His eyes have been on the sword above his side for seconds, and coincidentally, that's his weapon.

Reaching out to take off a sword engraved with a whole woodwolf pattern on it, the sword was heavy and Clovie had always had to spend money on these details, which made the sword look quite textured with the naked eye.

“Want to try it? ”

He held Rodin's shoulder and looked at each other. Rodin obviously liked the sword and smiled a lot.

“Beautiful.”

“Hmm.” Duan Shubo stared at Rodin, smiling and adhering, “Very pretty. ”

The other person's eyes suddenly made him a little uncomfortable, Rodin was suddenly embarrassed by his own heart and some couldn't touch his head, and Clovis came at this moment.

“No, no, no, no, no. Ro, your weapon is not this!” He blindly pushed away a Hubert's sword hand to Rodin and took something from the height and stuffed it into Rodin's arms.

It's a bow.

Metallic, flexibly curved bows approximate the undulating mountains, with both pointed bows flat, refined and flexible. The silver-white surface is floating with vines.

Rodin took a closer look at it and couldn't find any traces of coarse making from the corners of any details, although the sword without a section of Hubo is very powerful, fresh and natural, and doesn't have any aesthetics.

“Will you use it?” Clovie asked.

Rodin stroked his fingers on a sturdy bow string and smiled slightly. He picked up a wooden arrow from a side basket and pulled a full bow against the arrow target on the wall.

His move immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and the young man with a good posture stared at his target with a purposeful look, and the perfect standard bow grinding position was very beautiful.

Even Clovis, who stood beside him, could not help but take two steps backwards, suppressed by this momentum.

Boom, arrows unstring, piercing the air lightning to the distance.

Everyone held their breath independently.

“Pfft."

Off-target.

“Hahahahahahahaha!!” Emma, who returned to God, smiled invisibly on her thighs, pointing at Rodin as she smiled, stumbling on her feet, meaning she couldn't speak.

Everyone is a little speechless.

Rodin laughed at herself: “I only know how to use it, but in general it's not very good. ”

With a big hand over his head, Duan Hubo rubbed his hair, consoling: “Great, the bow pulling position is beautiful, can't do it without professional guidance. ”

“Yes,” Clovis said, “that's enough! Great! The bow pull posture is standard and nice. Ro, have you learned this before? ”

As soon as Rodin stood still, he replied softly: “I've learned a few tricks in the club, I'm just lying. ”

Don't look at his posture just a few short moves, but look after the leopard, without the instruction of a professional trainer's handle, ordinary people will definitely not learn for a short time. Clovie whispered: “Chinese clubs...”

Fortunately, after the appearance of such a small insertion, the stranger was slowly dropped because he didn't know Rodin and some embarrassing people were trying to communicate with him. As an outsider, Rodin was too enthusiastic to do anything but wait passively for the other person to come into contact with him. He could see the subtlety of some people's expressions after hearing about Clovie coming from Asia, and the sense of ethnicity that had been calling for equality for a long time, there was always some sense of superiority in the skin, both in the daily life of society and in religious cultures.

“Hey!” Clovie allowed everyone to get acquainted with what was in this shed, Rodin lowered his head and studied his bow and arrow, suddenly he smelled a breeze of incense and looked up and saw Emma jumping close.

American sweetheart wears a V-neck dress that pushes deep lines of business, curly red lips, full of femininity, but naturally with innocent playfulness: "Your name is Ro, Ding, no English name? ”

Rodin smiled at her indiscriminately: "Or you could call me Rowe, like Clovis. ”

Emma blinked, her expression was a little unexpected, and I didn't think Rodin would give her this answer: "... you're so special. ”

“Thank you.”

Rodin didn't dare to be so kind. Emma must really think of him as an airborne Hollywood hairy boy, but Rodin had known her all his life. Emma's natural femininity is not white, she is a gorgeous hunter, she can easily play with her pursuers in the applause, and the flavors are varied. Men in circles, directors, and even politicians and parliamentarians all have ministers under her skirt. It's rare to hear that Emma uses these people's resources, and she just seems to be in the game room.

As a man, Rodin enjoyed her beauty, but because of her sexual orientation, being seen as a target was less beautiful for Rodin.

In the minutes Emma talked to him, Um's gaze with a big hammer in the distance never left this side from beginning to end. Looks like another wretch falling in love.

The shooting shed is a long way from the city, and Clovis means the best place for everyone to stay, and although the formal shooting hasn't started yet, the forthcoming intensive activities will consume a lot of energy. It is not wise to spend time on transportation every day. So after discussion, Clovis dropped off a little hotel nearby.

Hotel conditions are not bad, although rooms are smaller, but sanitary and well furnished. No dissatisfaction was expressed, including Emma, and assistants were being instructed to go downtown to purchase essential supplies.

Duan Huibo's room is on the left side of Rodin and the bedside is designed against the bedside. Help Rodin sort out his clothes and hang them in the closet, and he slowly asks, "If you're not used to eating here, the hotel kitchen can be lent to guests, you can let Wu do it. While you're out, you don't always have to give in anywhere. ”

Thinking of the meat sausage and butter pack that was almost forcibly swallowed at dinner, Rodin laughed bitterly. I didn't expect to be discovered by Shubo.

When Duan Shubo saw his expression, he wanted to laugh: “Wait, I'll get you something. ”

The clothes folded halfway onto the bed for the time being, and the sound of closing the door suddenly relaxed Rodin.

He looked at the bright light of the ceiling, then closed his eyes for a moment and pressed his fingers heavily against his eyebrows.

It's so weird, why do you feel embarrassed?

Starting today in the studio because of a sword and Duan Huebo's opposite view, I don't know what's wrong, seeing Duan Huebo's smile or touching his eyes, Luo Ding always felt his eyebrows jump, his heart couldn't say strange.

This is too bad, obviously we used to get along like this, but now the taste changes. It's not a Hub problem, it's his problem. Just now, Duan Hubo consciously helped him take his clothes out of the suitcase and hung them in the wardrobe, making his heart beat and even beat fast. He felt like more than just an ordinary friend could bring him while he was sorting things out.

The door was tapped gently and the motel didn't even have a doorbell.

He must have come back. I don't know what he took. Rodin built himself a psychological structure, hung up a smile, and said softly as he opened the door: "You took it... Emma? ”

Outside the door stood a man he had not expected.

Emma changed to a floral camisole skirt with round shoulders and delicate lines of clavicle with a healthy, vibrant aesthetic for long periods of motion, and snowy white skin with a layer of soft light under the illumination of the light. She stood at the door laughing, holding the bottle with one hand and carrying two goblets with one hand: "Hey! ”

“... hey.” Rodin didn't know how to react, and Emma walked in gracefully from the gap between him and the door, naturally.

Long, floating hair with intensely seductive aromas.

“I just found out that I actually brought wine, Sir Gerry, 1975. The grapes grew very well that year. I never wanted to open this bottle. Want a drink? ”

Rodin thought about it, hiding the door and answering honestly: "I have a terrible amount of alcohol. ”

But Emma has spoken to herself and poured the wine, and the purple red liquid is so thick that it can hang on the glass wall that the scent has floated, which is great indeed. Forgive me, Rodin, for not appreciating the elegance of the boss, but seeing as it is a good thing.

But he had to take Emma's glass and take a light sip.

It's not tasty.

Emma squeezed her eyes with pleasure and slowly swallowed the liquid with the very standard wine tasting ritual that Rodin had seen before, which opened her eyes: "You know what? You make me feel like this bottle of wine. ”

Here comes the real question.

Rodin took a step backwards without a trace and put the glass on the TV cabinet, avoiding her eyes: “Actually, I don't like wine. ”

“… oh? ”

“I prefer white wine from China. Wine is great, but unfortunately I don't appreciate it. ”

Emma's fine eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if she was a little unhappy, and she whispered slowly: “You just had a sip...”

“Enough is enough.” Rodin pressed her elongated arm against her shoulder, stopping her from approaching, and smiled and replied, “Thank you for the wine. You look great today. ”

Emma stared at him.

Rodin looked at each other frankly.

After half a day, Emma finally laughed: "You remind me of someone. ”

Rodin picks the eyebrows: "Oh? ”

“A man from the East, from China, just like you.” Emma shrugged her shoulders and the smile turned playful, "I think you probably know him. He's a famous Chinese star. Although you're younger than him and handsome, he also has his charm. He doesn't have the same English name as you, he... well, unfortunately, he just died. ”

Rodin slowly stood tall and moved his hand away from each other's shoulders, and he knew who Emma was talking about. This means of refusal is not the first time he has used it.

Emma sighed a long time and opened her hands and made a helpless move: "Well, since you don't like wine, I should give it to someone who appreciates it. ”

Rodin just wanted to smile, the scent suddenly approached, and the red lips suddenly attacked at an impatient rate. He turned his head quickly, but couldn't avoid it altogether, just barely shifting the other person's original foothold by two points.

Emma was a little disappointed: "You reacted so fast! ”

Luo Ding covered his mouth a little silent, this girl...

“Am I disturbing you?” The sound of a sudden noise shocked both of them, and Rodin suddenly remembered that he had deliberately left the door open in order not to create ambiguity. He looked up and stood at the corner of the corner, which was a cultivation.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Emma turns to get her bottle and glasses back and says with a complaining tone, "Then why are you talking? ”

Duan Shubo smiled and said to her, "Sorry. ”

“Do you like wine?” Emma pulled the bottle closer to a Hub.

Even though it's a little strange, Duan Shubo is honest: “It's okay, I like it a lot. ”

“Oh,” Emma said angrily to him, "but I'm a cup-picker. ”

She swayed away in a lifelike manner, and the long, floral skirt was beautifully curved. After he sent her away, he locked the door and lowered his head back to the room with the bottle he had taken.

Rodin was also a little embarrassed by this scene, some embarrassed to face Xiubo, doing his own thing, folding and folding the bathrobe he brought: “What have you brought? ”

Duan Xiubo did not answer. When asked the second time, he raised his head like a dream. The smile on his face was visibly shallower than when Emma was there.

“Oh.” He seemed a little unconcentrated and soft-spoken, “this. ”

“Old Godmother?” Seeing the delicate old lady on the bottle, Rodin smiled and reached out to pick it up. “When I came, I said to bring it. Fang Yuan actually forgot...”

Instead of handing him the bottle, he took it back and walked a few steps towards Rodin until he forced him to the corner of the wall.

He lowered his head and stared down at Rodin's lips as his gaze grew hotter and hotter.

Luo Ding's heart grew timid and he was dumb for a moment: “… you…”

Duan Huibo lifted his hand and gently caressed his face, his thumb crossed his lip and landed at the corner of his mouth.

His lips twitched twice, and he didn't know if it was faint or low. In short, his eyes drifted away again: “Lipstick. ”

Ohh!

Rodin hurried to wipe herself down and looked at her fingertips. It was Emma's lipstick. He had a bad headache. He thought that Xiubo saw the scene just now and didn't know if he should explain it. The more black the explanation would get, the more embarrassing he could only solve the siege: “The country is different, the girls here are so enthusiastic. ”

Duan Xiubao smiled at the corner of his mouth: “Emma is beautiful. More than half of the men in this crew have thoughts about her. ”

“Otherwise it's American sweetheart.” Rodin laughs, “I see Um must have liked her. Are you interested in her too, Duan? ”

“Meaning? Me?” Duan Shubo was trying to pry Rodin's head open to see what was inside, and that scene really hit him. Go back to the room to get a spicy sauce kung fu with the thoughts of Happy Rodin. Turn around and kiss the most delicate actress in the crew.

Emma's charm can be seen only by the suitors of the postcards she receives. How old is Rodin? How many women have you met? Domestic style is not open, women are like peach blossoms with dewy water, just a step from the pink fresh peach blossom forest into the flowering peony garden, see many pink colors, suddenly contact such bright and intense beauty, how many more can resist the temptation?

Duan Shubo's mood is a little complicated at this moment. He feels that he should not interfere with Rodin's personal feelings, but he is also in a sour panic. Where in his heart is not a taste.

I rubbed my fingers, and the greasy lipstick on my stomach was still there. The redness on the corner of Rodin's mouth was really dazzling. The fullness and richness of my hand when I crossed my lips. If I tasted it with my lips and tongue tips, what would it taste like?

The more you want, the bigger you get.

“Oh, I'm interested in her… smart people don't touch her!” The tone of Duan Shubo suddenly grew, “I warned you this afternoon, how many people in the crew liked her, and how many would target you by then! And why did you leave the door open? ”

“'Cause I don't have any thoughts about her!” Rodingben was embarrassed, and Duan Xiubo also said as if he was going to do something on his own initiative. Anyone of any age would feel guilty.

Duan Xiubo looked tired. After a long silence, he shook his head. “I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm tired today. Anyway, take care of yourself. I'll go back and get some rest. ”

He walked first towards the front door with the sauce bottle and his hand reacted when he touched the door handle, placing the bottle on the shelf of the wardrobe, which he never left.

Luoding is about to die of fire. There is a kind of grievance that is questioned and wronged by the closest people. Duan Shubo's indiscriminate accusatory attitude made him unbearable, combined with the embarrassment he had just been kissed by Emma, made him confused about how to get along with Emma as usual in the future. After taking a bath, he still couldn't breathe.

With all the lights on, he sat on his tray leg in bed reading three words and brushing his tweets.

Though the phone is on hand, he doesn't like social software and has very few opportunities to click on it.

Not long after he had left the country, he already had a feeling of year-on-day. Inverse jet lag. At this time in the morning in the country, not many people were able to tweet. Most of the new comments on the front page took several seconds to refresh.

The fans' praise for the various warm oils slowed his heart slightly, and the original "Volkswagen Backup", renamed "Rodin Backup", was as big as ever, and the reviews were widely praised to the top.

The other party's name, Rodin, can already be remembered. Tap into Weibo and see, this fan is five digits too early, I'm afraid he has become a more vocal figure in the dining circle. As soon as I snuck down the front page, it was all about Rodin. Rodin thought about it, or followed her in secret. Sometimes he also needs to keep up to date with the latest developments in the food industry.

As soon as the focus is complete, a new tweet appears on the front page.

Refresh, it turns out that Rodin Support forwarded Alessandro's new tweet, which is another acquaintance.

Alessandro said, "My heart is stuck, I'm sad, I can't sleep. ”

Rodin backup said, "Touch it. What's the big deal? ”

Is this a big one, too?

Rodin still can't touch his head. Tap into Alessandro's homepage. Sticky Twitter has 4-digit comments!

Click on the big picture on Weibo, and Rodin also has the urge to cough —— pitch angle, stool, floor, thick, all, all Rodin's EP.

There are at least a thousand of them here. The point is that the Alessandro's face is still cold and tall, and he doesn't say a word about a worship move.

The comments were clear to say goodbye to him, and the words of the millionaire, dazzling riches, and hugging his thighs appeared randomly.

The album in the fan circle is decent. The popularity of this person is almost as good as that of the "Rodin Support Society". The new Weibo has a heart plug. There are just a few comment brushes below.

Rodin Support: “What's the big deal? ”

I was taller than the sky: “My heart is stuck, I don't want to listen to songs. ”

I'm Rodin's flower slit: "Is the girl broken? ”

I'm Rodin's white shirt: "Is the girl coming to the big aunt? ”

……

Oh, it's a girl.

Luo Dingxing thought that these rich girls would be present when she did her own activities, and that she would be sure to draw a love for her when she signs.

Back in bed, Luo Ding sighed. In the exotic countryside, life was always lonely and intolerable. There was no one to speak to. The language didn't understand. Sometimes people scolded me in the face. I didn't understand what it meant, I had to rely on myself. And now, with a good friend like Shubo, the two of them quarreled over this little thing, and the quarrel was more painful than ever before to be scolded by someone pointing their nose at waste.

Until ten o'clock, the room suddenly buzzed.

The telephone at the nightstand rang and the screen flashed. Rodin picked it up and looked at it and was very surprised.

Tommy Lee.

This is the first time this guy called after he was about to call.

After the notification, the sounds of breathing wind and panting came from the earpiece.

“Hello?”

Tommy Lee bites and speaks Chinese: "Rodin! ”

Should I call you Tommy Lee or Lee Tommy? ”

“Whatever.” Tommy Lee said, "I heard you went back to America? Where is it now? ”

“I'm in a hotel near the crew, and I'm going to bed. ”

“Pfft -” Tommy Lee doesn't seem to think so, “What time is it, sleeping? I know where you are. I'll pick you up now. Get dressed. ”

“Hey!” Rodin sat up surprised, "Why? Where are you picking me up? ”

“Get dressed!” Tommy Lee said to hang up the phone.

You don't give people a chance to refuse, you call them back, they don't answer anymore.

This psychological age is much younger than the physiological age, as has always been the case, and self-centered objections cannot be heard. Rodin was so screwed that he had no choice but to get up and dress according to his will. Good thing he wasn't sleepy at all. The biological clock kept his spirit in the country for the morning.

Tommy Lee's personality was wide open, he was never a low-key person in private, the sports car chose the brightest red color, the tires were also modified, reflecting the light turning like a fire.

The car parked in the yard, and the moment the engine sounded, Rodin guessed him with his toes.

“Rodin!” Tommy Lee called him in the car.

At the same time as Rodin, Dunhubo's room door also opened.

Luo Ding hurriedly went towards Tommy Lee in his jacket. When he looked back at the light, he could feel that he was staring at him. He subconsciously explained: “Brother Duan, I don't know what's going on! ”

“I'll take you to the party!” Tommy Lee probed his head and his hairstyle blew out a frenzied look, patting the door with impatience: “Come on up. ”

Rodin rubbed his forehead troubledly: "This is the second time I've seen you. ”

“I do, can't I?” Tommy Lee squinted his eyes and measured him from the stitches of his eyes, "What does it matter how many times I see him? ”

Duan Shubo has already walked over: “Where are you going? ”

“Supermodel party.” Tommy Lee replied.

Rodin never heard of this party: "What is that?! ”

Duan Shubo seemed to have some difficulty answering: “Some, government officials, businessmen, lawyers will attend, elite parties, more private. ”

“A star can't accept an invitation.” Tommy Lee seems to be very proud, "I guess you're a smart guy. I just don't want to invite a date, so I just need you to come with me. ”

Rodin hesitated to get up.

He doesn't like parties very much, but if, as Duan Shubo said, the party is attended by senior Europeans and Americans like government officials, businessmen and lawyers, getting to know more similar circles would undoubtedly help him develop his Hollywood career.

“Do you want to go?” Duan Shubo asked in hesitation.

Rodin asks, "Are you coming? ”

Duan Shubo stared at him and looked at the light of Tommy Lee's sports car. First, he lit a flame and then slowly turned it off.

He couldn't help but say, "Okay, I'll go. ”

Tommy Lee hurried out: “I'm not taking you! ”

Duan Shubo smiled and glanced at the young man in the car: “I have my own invitation. ”

Tommy Lee was all angry along the way: "He turned my white eyes! ”

The vibrating noise of the sports car is all over his ear, but Rodin's mind is full of Hub's just focused and helpless eyes.

The root of the ear slowly infiltrates the red from the earlobes without realizing it.

Looking at the direction of the car, Rodin understands why he didn't know anything about this party in his last life.

Don Manca Hills, a rich gathering place in Los Angeles. Behind the woods, luxurious villas of all kinds enter the night, streetside lights look very different from downtown.

It is true that there are no ordinary people involved here, and annual property taxes are sufficient for civilians to dump their property, not to mention that owning a property here is not something that can be done with money. Several of Hollywood's top stars also settle here, and it's a great honor for hosts to introduce their homes in a proud tone every time they show up.

Countless luxury cars converge towards their destination, turning onto a small slope and parking in front of a well-lit villa in the front yard.

A robust black bodyguard poured out the door and opened the door for Tommy Lee and picked up his keys. Tommy Lee packed his suit, and someone had seen him come over and say hello to him, with a mouthful of sweet darling trains. In front of these people, Tommy Lee couldn't see the bad temper in the face of Rodin. The smile in the corner of his mouth was clear and deep, and sincere could not be done.

“Aunt Molly, Aunt Chris...” As soon as I hugged these people, Tommy Lee sounded gentle, "It's been a while, you guys are prettier than ever. ”

“Oh... sweet little bastard! Your mother always complained to us that you wouldn't come home. It must be her fault.” The women smiled gracefully in the arms of their husbands.

Duan Huebo's car came in blind, black, and business style, and almost none of the people present would choose this.

The bodyguards even hesitated to greet them.

However, as soon as the door was opened and Shubo stepped out of the car, someone recognized him.

“Oh, Ike!” A man standing next to his wife, bored and talking to Tommy Lee, his eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to come! Your father's gonna be pissed. He just turned down my invitation this morning! ”

Ike?

Rodin looked back at Zhan Huibo, and some couldn't touch his head. Duan Shubo walked over slowly with a button, “Uncle Stennis, it's been a long time. ”

Thank you, Lord Duck Pear Mountain, Lord ellen, Lord Tada for dropping the shallow water bomb on Lord Roundwood!

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