Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Xu Zhen heard footsteps and knew it was Su Shengbai. Only Su Shengbai would come to see him now, and the company suggested that he should keep a low profile lately, and that all events should be cancelled. Xu Zhen, who is best at protecting Ming Zhe, certainly doesn't joke about his reputation.

The golden afterglow of sunset fell from the window, Xu Zhen sat behind the table and his eyes fell through the glass on the extremely thriving fig tree growing in the backyard. This tree was planted the day he and Cao Dingkun lived in the house. Slowly from a tiny, pathetic seedling to a big tree in the sky, this winter had been deserted as a branch of the utum, but in March, it grew a new bud and began to recover like a day after day.

He could see God, and he didn't know if he was a god or a fake god.

Without turning on the light, Su Sheng was blind for a moment and gradually adjusted to the light. His eyes swept through several neat photo frames placed on the table beside him. His eyes touched Cao Dingkun's slightly squinted eyes on the image, and he shrunk back like he was burned.

“Brother Xu.” He whispered.

Xu Zhen was still out of his mind. He laughed after a while: “What are you doing here? ”

Su Shengbai took a chair and sat down: "The Assassin is not finished. I won't help you. Who will help you? ”

Xu Zhen shook his head and his eyes became disgusted: “Will you help me? Now that you've taken over the other plays, our partnership is over and we don't have to go on. ”

Su Sheng's smile faded: “Brother Xu, you are breaking bridges across the river. ”

Xu Zhen snorted softly: “How big a face. What kind of bridge are you? What did you do for me? Running with me for a few days...”

“Brother Xu!” Su Shengbai interrupted him and shouted, "Don't forget! If it wasn't for me! You won't get any investment in this movie! Now, in that case, are you worthy of your conscience? ”

He didn't say it was okay. As soon as he mentioned this, Xu Zhen had a sign of going crazy. His nostrils were shaking. His eyes gradually climbed onto the fine filament of blood. He shook his fingers for half a day. He eventually pointed at the desktop with hatred: "Look over there and repeat his words. I can't hear you! ”

Su Sheng glanced down and said, “Brother Xu, you know what I mean, I don't want to hurt you both. I'm really sorry, Cao, but this is a world thing. Where is it supposed to be? I went to the doctor to help you. Now that you're on your feet, you want to kick me off? ”

Xu Zhenzhen wanted to kick him before, but now Su Shengbai is not so polite to him anymore. After walking away, he still chattered: “Do you think it would be lucky to push all the mistakes on me? Am I the only one affected by this? You think you're innocent because your contact dropped the evidence after the crash? ”

“Shut up!!!!” Xu Zhenhuang roared.

“I don't want to hear this.” Su Shengbai stood still and took two steps back. He stared at Xu Zhen's face with a burning eye. “If I didn't say it, it wouldn't exist? ”

Xu Zhen finally became manic. He yelled: "Yes! Yes, you're right! I did it to him! I'm sorry about him! Kun, he won't forgive me for anything he says under the Nine Springs, but I'm family with Kun, aren't you? What are you? ”

Su Shengbai was scared and quickly hid behind the chair: “Brother Xu, calm down. ”

“What are you?!” Xu Zhenbao approached and asked, “Is that what you came to me to tell me? ”

Susan put her white hand in her pocket and simply turned around: “I'm leaving. ”

“Are you out of your mind?” Xu Zhen saw him smile backwards and backwards. He stood there and watched the show. “Why don't you sit down a little longer? I should show you something too. ”

Su Shengbai stopped and turned his head slowly. He could not see his face with the light on his back. Only his eyes burned: “What? ”

“I know what you're thinking, don't hide.” Xu Zhen sighed, “I used to be blind. But one of Kun's forecasts warned you that I would fool around with you? I told you I left evidence, but why don't you just provoke me over and over again? You think I'm lying to you? ”

Su Sheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. His heart rate suddenly accelerated. He just felt cold from the bottom of his foot to the top of his head.

But at this point, he was strangely calm: "I told you, I don't want to hurt you both. ”

Xu Zhenqiao laughed: “You don't say what you do. ”

“I'm just worried about you. ”

“Worried the movie doesn't have your place? ”

“...” Su Shengqiang laughed and pulled the corner, “Brother Xu, I've been with you for so long, you just like that, nothing left? ”

Xu Zhen stroked a photo frame on the table with his reverse hand to smash it. When he saw Cao Dingkun smiling in the photo frame, he suddenly stopped. Then he changed his cup, whether it was hot or not, and lifted his arm and threw it at Susan White.

Su Shengbai hid. He didn't hide completely. The teacup he was going to smash into his head hit his arm and fell to pieces on the ground. The rolling water soaked his thick winter coat and hurt for a while.

He understood what Xu Zhen meant.

What he cares more about now is what Xu Zhen calls “evidence”.

This is the second time he mentioned the word. The first time he heard it, Su Shengbai had trouble sleeping and eating for a while. During that time, he was very agitated, but because of this, Su Shengbai didn't dare to resist being punched and kicked. Later, he realized that things weren't as bad as he thought. The evidence Xu Zhen said seemed to be fake. Now that he wanted to come, what evidence could he leave behind?

Su Shengbai carefully recalled that the day of the crash, he did not wear gloves and probably left fingerprints and his own hair in the car or something. But there's no surveillance in the mountains, no ID. What does that mean? Besides, the owner of the car was Xu Zhen. On that day, he must have had eyewitnesses running the car. On the day of the crash, Xu Zhen gave the car to the next person for cleaning and repair. Later, when Su Shengbai saw the car again, he couldn't find any traces of the crash.

The police never raised the possibility of murder, and closed the case directly by accident. What conclusive evidence did Xu Zhen get from them?

The more I thought about my brain, the more painful Susan buried her head on the steering wheel. Undeniably, there was a slight contraction in her heart.

Xu Zhen directly put out the evidence, he can still feel a little more comfortable. In this ambiguous way, the cat's attitude of teasing the mouse over and over again, but not letting him see the truth, always gave Su Shengbai a sense of weakness that he could not step on.

But let him give up the role of Assassin.

I know exactly what this movie stands for. Susan Bai can't really do it. This is a script tailored for the Golden Lion Awards. Xu Zhen's character is no good, but his ability to film is recognized as strong. And the script of Assassin, only Cao Dingkun's character and Su Shengbai's character were the best.

Looking through the domestic cinema, which one of the Golden Lion Awards is not a big red and purple character? Even if Cao Dingkun dies, Xu Zhen will never carelessly ignore the film. The invited star will not necessarily be more colorful than Cao Dingkun. Just one Golden Lion Award. Su Shengbai did not ask for anything else. If he could get into the finals once, he would surely be invited in China. The title of the Golden Lion Award is enough for him to eat for life, and then the road will be better than it is now.

He can't let go.

* * * * * * *

Tang Rui is usually less visible to the public. When he didn't shoot, he was a professor at the Academy of Cinematography. He was countless and recognized for his level, but this was the first time he felt so popular.

Even the students at school ignored his prestigious reputation and quietly came to ask him if he really wanted to work with Rodin and Duan Shubo. Is Rodin and Duan Shubo handsome?

Handsome or not? Sure is handsome.

In the face of the spotlight flashing beneath the stage and the journalists □ □ Short gun, Tang Rui stretched out his chest and turned his eyes to two people on the side who were comfortably being interviewed.

The reporter asked, "Is this the third time you've worked with Rodin? A Wolong, a Blade Warrior III, and now Supermodel. It's no coincidence. Did you arrange to take the script together? ”

Rodin took a look at Hubert and knew someone would ask him that question before he came. In more than a year's time, three of the four official works have partnered with Duan Shu Bo. This probability is really too great, and it's no wonder that outsiders find it strange.

Duan Shubo looked at him with his side face. He immediately smiled when he looked at him. He held his microphone and said without a shred: “This play actually coincided with me at first. Although I really liked the script, I didn't intend to take it. Later, during the chat, Rodin talked about the play he had taken, and I followed him immediately. ”

There was a laugh at the bottom, so frankly saying that you were chasing after a play, instead of being blunt, you couldn't look at the ambiguity: “You two have a good private relationship, right? ”

Duan Shubo pulled himself closer to Rodin's shoulder: “Sure. ”

Nor did Rodin hide, and he sort of discovered that there was nothing really terrible about being intimate in front of the public, especially in front of the camera. Journalists are also not indistinguishable, they should say, but Shubo is not randomly arranged by the second and third line of artists, it involves his news, usually the bottom line is higher, those brain-filling content will not be written.

The relationship between the two becomes more difficult to define when attitudes become more frank. People who are willing to believe they are friends don't find it strange because of the back-to-back and little Mercy between the good buddies, and the adorable CP has its own fertile soil, and the behavior between these good friends is already quite a benefit to them.

With both of them, Su Shengbai and Tang Rui started to make wallflowers after the opening official introduction. Tang Rui is fine. As a director, he is respected a little more. When a reporter asks, he is taken to play with him every few times. Tang Rui is not a high-profile person. He doesn't really care about this either. As long as the heat of the movie can be fired up, he can't help but all the reporters are surrounded by Rodin and Shubo. Compared to him, Su Shengbai's presence was too embarrassing. He held the microphone aside for few opportunities to say anything. The journalists knew that Rodin and his vengeance. Pushing high and low was inherently normal in the circle. If he didn't want to offend the offender, he didn't have to look at Rodin's feelings about working with Su Shengbai again. At the end of the question, Su Shengbai had just split a few spoons. Finally, the lens microphone pointed at him. He had just put out the gentlest smile. The first question was so sharp that he didn't know how to answer it: “How does Su Shengbai feel about working with Rodin again? Did the acquiescence disappear after so many years of membership? ”

Su Shengbai held up the microphone's hand and swept Rodin's glance. Rodin smiled and looked completely out of place.

Su Shengbai was a little embarrassed: “Of course it's nice to work with Amin again. There's still some tacit ones. He takes care of me. ”

“Will past grudges affect filmmaking? ”

Su Shengbai glanced at the person's badge, "A Week of Entertainment," and he swallowed anger: "Saying that the resentment is too serious. It's just a few contradictions before, how could it affect cooperation? ”

The reporters at the bottom laughed obviously, and everyone brushed their heads to see Rodin. Seeing Rodin was also a highly unpredictable expression, and he stopped dragging him into the water intellectually. Finally, the problem turned back to the point, and the whole group, including Rodin, were relieved.

To Su Shengbai, he was able to react passively but not actively. It was one thing for Su Shengbai to push himself to the tip of the wind, and if he proactively attacked, his voice would surely be much weakened.

Everyone sympathizes with the weak and opposes Susan White Pin Feng, which is tantamount to arching the title "commissioned”.

The way he smiles silently and silently can actually do what he expects.

The record of the press conference was overwhelming, and it naturally started a wave of waves.

Though not famous, Tang Rui's résumé is frightening. Domestic and foreign awards hold a basket and have worked with a variety of major brand stars. Nor are friends in circles that are not highly weighted. Working with someone like that, Rodin obviously raised his price again. This fits perfectly well with the “high-end, classy" packaging of his studio, and fans are still quite happy with Rodin, even knowing that the director used to take art and art studios. To be honest, what Rodin is lacking right now is not the affirmation of the box office, but the affirmation of the circle. It's no harm to him to get more awards.

Many people went to the interview in anticipation of the artistic press conference and were immediately hit in the face by some of the drama revealed by Tang Rui.

This is a fucking literary film? The male model's growth history, from a model who doesn't know anything to a supermodel, Tong Rui personally promises to have quite a few gorgeous scenes, and the plot will subvert his past style and add a lot of popular elements. That sounds vulgar, but it's really appealing, okay?

The video of the press conference ended with a laugh almost entirely.

Rodin and Shubo were pushed out of the way, and the whole picture was more than just a fan of the CP Circle, even the road people thought Coke was very good. Duan Shubo and Rodin looked at each other countless times in over an hour. At first, the reporters asked questions separately. By the last two people grabbed each other's microphones, the reporters simply merged them together and interviewed them.

“Duan Dae, you Xiu-en love to converge ah hahahahahahahahahaha!!! ”

“Come on, fellas, everyone in the CP Circle, let's raise money to invite Journalist Brother to dinner! Little brother is blind to the grievance! ”

“What the hell is a fundraiser!!! ”

“The reporter's going to cry. Don't rob me. I'm asking Luo Xiaoding! Why don't you look at the reporter's face when you answer the question?! ”

Segment Hubert on the video could not hear the scream in front of the screen at all, he held Rodin completely ignored the reporter's "Why are you interfering” expression and the shampoo said happily, and from time to time he exchanged a heartfelt smile with Rodin at the bottom. The two of them looked at each other and laughed and looked at each other like they wanted to scream.

All kinds of editorial video players kneel down: "Get down on your knees! How can it be so sweet!? ”

Duan Shubo's mutual tolerance and acquiescence with Rodin made him want to take off his clothes and run a hundred laps around the playground.

Even the passers-by looked strange: "Don't you fear offenders like this?” “The reporter's expression was really weird. What the hell are you laughing at? ”

CP powders shout, "Duan Da, are you a broken jar? I'll give you 50 bucks to get married! Single dogs are crying when they see you! ”

“Why me and my boyfriend aren't so sweet. ”

“Me and my husband must not be really in love. Go back to divorce. [Bye]”

The dining circle stirred up a wave of shouting about going back to divorce with her husband, although it was just to say, but many people saw it and thought it was very Coke.

But in the eyes of most outsiders, this level of intimacy is really nothing. Other voices outside the CP circle shouting about gluten are also rarely heard here, not to mention Rodin, Duan Shubo's place in the circle has long been unrelated to the hype. Plus the external Hub always behaves like the more generous one, saying that there is no basis for Rodin climbing Hub's self-hypothesis, really guessing that they have very few sounds in pairs. Just kidding, if it's really a pair, it's too late to hide in front of the camera, where's the intimacy that means two people are close?

* * * *

Yu Zhuan pressed the remote control, and the sound of the message of the "Supermodel" broadcast round the screen stopped. She sighed and rubbed her temple slowly on the sofa.

Rodin, Duan Shubo.

Tired.

At the end of the day, she didn't send the invitation to Rodin. Duan Shubo's attitude toward her was too resistant. The last time she met with Rodin in private, she didn't even reveal her relationship with Duan Shubo. But after that, Shubo called to make a big fire.

He then persisted in dropping several triumph-related events, including the triumphant anniversary party, which he had attended in previous years. The media privately speculated that Seung Shubo's cooperation with Triumph had come to an end, and that Triumph's share price had fallen several times because of those sounds, which left Yu Shaotian with a hard spot for a while. The wind wave was only slightly suppressed when Hub returned to the company in these days.

The outside speculation is not entirely true, Duan Shubo called the company several times to cancel the contract. His appointment is not the same as that of an ordinary artist. It's really not difficult to solve it. But as the highest-ranking brother in Triumph Media, his departure is bound to cause a shock to the company's personnel, and if he gets a little worse and walks with a few righteous red potential units, things will get bigger. And based on Hub's character, it's not impossible for him to do that.

After coming home, Yu Shaotian took the initiative to discourage Duan Hubo's personal affairs. Some of the comments he repeated about Duan Hubo sounded really sad in Yu Changjuan.

Yet Yu Zhuan really had no choice. Duan Shubo's current career was spelled out by herself. Unlike Yu Shaotian, she could not live without Triumph, and could be easily held by her shares. Yu Shaotian was willing to leave it to her, but Duan Shubo was not necessarily. He didn't even want to talk to her. The warning relied on Yu Shaotian to repeat it.

Yu Chan Juan wrongfully wronged her. She didn't intend to take care of it. She didn't know herself. She just went to see Luo Ding. Isn't that a good attitude?

But this side aggravated Duan Xiubo's ignorance into hostility, completely exceeding Yu Zhuan's expectations, but the bad news is multiplied daily.

Looking at the clock and calculating the next time, she thought Yu Shaotian was coming back.

As soon as she thought about it, she saw the servant hurrying to open the door. Yu Zhuan stood consciously and saw Yu Shaotian throwing his car keys all over the house.

When I saw her, Yu Shao Tian's smile suddenly pulled up: “Mom, I'm back! ”

“Hmm.” Yu Zhuan answered softly, “What's up? ”

Yu Shaotian was very excited: “Dad looks a lot like Bo. Although he is older, he still looks very spiritual. Look.” He shook the keys to Aston's hand, "he also gave me a car. ”

Yu Chan Juan's excited attitude towards him was no surprise, and Yu Shaotian had never concealed his desire for his father. He may have reached the age of divorce. He subconsciously had the concept of a “father”. When he was a child, his photograph with Ban Wanqing was kept in his room at all times. She was saddened when she first saw it, and then slowly came to her senses, acknowledging that it was adult irresponsibility that deprived the child of the whole family he was supposed to have, so she had never suppressed his thoughts about his father.

At intervals of more than 20 years, Duan Wanqing returned home again. He said he wanted to meet Yu Shaotian, and Yu Zhuan let him go without stopping him.

I'm sure Father and Son had a great time meeting each other. Yu Zhuan was not in a good mood or angry. He let Yu Shaotian go upstairs to wash up and rest.

Yu Shaotian left with the key, and the smile only faded when he went upstairs.

He counted the steps and slowly walked back to the scene where he met Ban Wanqing. Duan Wanqing was unexpectedly handsome. Although he was older, he didn't look old at all because he played well. His body was good, his hair was dark and thick, and his eyes were gorgeous. Naturally, he smelled like a successful person.

He looks a lot like Duan Shubo, his eyebrows are naturally impeccable, but he always makes Yu Shaotian feel strange.

That's a little different from the father he imagined.

He was given an eight-digit car when he met. The pen was not small, but it was obvious that the other party did not care that much about him. He went out to dinner with his son and brought two wicked women. Yu Shaotian was happy when he received the gift of the meeting. When he saw two other women on the table, he swept away.

After the meal, he ate weird and tasteless. Hearing about Wanqing Xian's newly landed child, he was proud to say that the child was completely inherited by his little wife, the beautiful Westerners, and did not care what kind of mood it would bring in the ear of the other son.

A 22-year-old new wife, over a decade younger than herself. Yu Shaotian squeezed the car keys and sighed. He walked up the stairs and looked back at his mother on the couch.

Forget it, I won't tell her.

* * * * * * *

After recording the album around April, ten songs recorded a lot more work than EP, Gu Yaxing promised that he would finally get his half-month vacation. On the day he announced the work was done, Rodin went back to his apartment and slept in the dark the following afternoon.

Wake up with a fragrance.

He climbed up asleep, sniffed, and the air echoed □ □ the smell of halogen noodles, not all of them.

Stepping out of the room, the apartment is incredibly large with light wooden floors underfoot and a light glance around and comfortable eyes.

Someone pulled open all the curtains he had pulled up before bedtime, and the balcony door was opened, and the wind blew in to blow the curtains high.

Rodin grabbed the armrest and slowly went downstairs. It was really comfortable to live here. Gu Yaxing had recently contacted the owner of the house. If it went well enough, the house would be written in his name in a few moments. Rodin really doesn't like moving.

A glimpse into the kitchen turned out to be a Hubert. Wearing a blue apron with a back to the outside, the scent of halibut is very dominant.

Rodin punched an arrears: “What are you doing here?” Duan Shubo has his key card and knows the password, and now he never talks in the house consciously.

“Wake up?” Duan Hubo looked back at him and frowned, "Why aren't you wearing slippers? ”

Rodin was so sleepy, he sat on the floor with his legs, and he said, "It's not cold on the ground. Aren't you working today? ”

Duan Huibo put down the egg he was stirring, sighed and walked behind Rodin and pulled him up. He told him to go back to sleep on the couch and shut the balcony door, which was still breathing cold air.

Rodin is really a lot different. He is almost a perfect man in front of the camera. He is handsome, clean, handsome, calm and confident. But he doesn't talk about it anywhere in private. This habit of sitting on the ground with legs doesn't know where it is cultivated. When it is hot, he will also wear a small vest to lie underground where the air conditioning wind can blow. Rough eyes will not be tolerated.

“I stopped by for dinner.” Forget it, Rodin slept for at least a dozen hours. This man didn't realize he was completely out of his mind. If he didn't wake up, he would probably be able to lie tight in bed for two or three days. Duan Shubo came after work and didn't know what to do. When they were together, they usually ate instant noodles.

Two bowls of instant noodles were placed on the table. The eggs were not fully cooked, and the egg yolk burst into a bowl. Rodin took a sip of it and said frankly: “The fragrance is fragrant, it just doesn't taste at all. ”

Duan Huibo can't eat it either. The halibut noodles are too bad to eat. I'm afraid of the taste of pickles and red-baked meats.

He put the chopsticks on hold.

“Let's go out and eat. ”

The eyes of the two men were halfway across the sky, and the spark snapped, and the next second stood implicitly.

“I'll get dressed! ”

“I'll go wash the dishes! ”

Nima, your first date!

There's a lot to say about me dragging the plot, and let me explain here, people think that dragging the plot is probably the adoration of my disturbance.

This will definitely be over by the end of the month.

Before the opening, I was worried that I would fall into a strange circle of stars. I wanted to write a different entertainment circle. Although the foundation was laid on silly white sweetness, the difference was different.

Before and after that, Roundko never chased the stars, and before, he didn't understand the star chasers. They were insanely enthusiastic about a distant idol, but many people probably would never see the real person for the rest of their lives.

And then I started looking for circles, famous, more crowded, two or three yuan, and I watched silently trying to fit into this life. Since then, it has opened the door to my new world.

There's a lot of things that aren't what I imagined, and what I imagined, maybe, is something similar to a lot of people who've never chased a star.

I haven't been able to find an idol that would drive me crazy, but I've actually been able to understand where that passion for distant dreams came from.

I want to show a positive energy circle to people outside the circle, the circle's silly white and sweet style is similar to everyone else's, but there is no strangulation and conspiracy, more than the romance of idols and fans who persevere all the way down. I'm sure a lot of people with similar experiences can find that memorable memory here.

I think it's dragging a lot, and Roundnut can only say sorry here.

Because that's what I'm going to write, and I'm not going to change it.

Bow...

Also, if the big guys don't want to see cuteness similar to the food ring, I'll avoid writing it. The text will involve a lot of foreign mature support culture. It may not be unique to a circle, but it can make everyone feel familiar. This proves that Master Yuko's homework is well done!

Cheers!