Recapture the Entertainment Industry

I haven't felt the tenderness of domestic women like water in a long time. Duan Wanqing fell into Ping · Soul Nest, and I don't want to get up from bed.

It wasn't until the afternoon that he woke up from the duvet with a rich vanilla perfume. The girl, who was only wearing three o'clock, knelt down and rubbed the essential oil to gently touch his spine. Fine and vigorous fingers pressed against the sore muscles in her lower back, and Duan Wanqing's long groan and song.

Hands around the back, holding the girl's slightly cooler palms, wrapped, pulled forward, the other party obediently affixed it, and puked out in his ear like a lang: “Hate ~ ~"

“Get up and get my clothes.” Duan Wanqing kissed her, "hungry, I'll take you out to dinner. ”

The other girl looked at them with her chin on her side the whole time and smiled sweetly.

* * * * *

Wearing hats and masks, the sky is darkening, but the lights are still bright here at the Half Mountain Hotel, and the hotel's treasure-type eaves are glistening in the light.

Rodin was speechless: "What took you so long to bring me here? ”

Duan Shubo held his hand, and the hand holding the eaves under the night did not press down again: “It is not safe in the city. It's safe here, there are few casual groceries, and I have a card from the top level restaurant, which is great for dating. ”

Luo Ding broke loose for a moment, Duan Shubo held tight, he didn't insist anymore, just smiled and deliberately teased him: “I just came out for a meal, how did it become a date? ”

Duan Shubo's eyebrows picked out, a few steps closer, his fingers pulled his collar, and his eyes were very dangerous: “Did you deliberately pick out new clothes to wear just for dinner?” The two smiled at each other and Duan Huberg's hand slowly moved to Rodin's face, his fingers gently crossed his earlobes, his eyes swept to the parking lot and the flashing light quickly dropped.

Release their hands and walk shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to the hotel, their hearts flashed and lost, but soon they were hidden by the novelty of the date.

Duan Shu Bo's familiar road led Rodin through the lobby to find the VIP elevator. The waiter in the elevator seemed to be there all year. Not surprised to see him, he bowed slightly and shouted: “Mr. Duan. ”

Duan Xiubo thought he would come often, pushed Rodin's back and let him in the elevator, and said to each other: "Go to the top floor. ”

If he hadn't had enough time off for half a month, Rodin would have said nothing would have come here. Compared to Shubo, Rodin really rarely had the opportunity to go out and have fun, and not just because of the business image, the lack of time is the biggest reason. He was too busy. After decades like this, it almost became a lifestyle. A lazy feeling was already quite a luxury for him. When he climbed to the top floor and saw a restaurant covered in geometric glass ceilings, it was like a fallen dream.

He stood there with a long, soothing breath on his back.

The spicy smell of chili in the air made him pick his eyebrows: "Smells good, Kawakawa? I can't eat spicy. ”

“I asked Mao Xiaoyun, once in a while eating a meal with the right amount of spiciness won't affect his voice much, not to mention the fact that the album has been recorded, you don't have to sing for at least three months.” There were not many people in the restaurant, the light was dim, and Duan Shubo pushed him towards the edge, sighing, "What are you like in your twenties? Pushing yourself too tight, sometimes without following the rules.” Without telling anyone else, Rodin felt that even Gu Yaxing, who most wanted the artist to understand and obey, felt a little too much. Duan Shubo sometimes went to ask him about Rodin, and he often asked if the company was putting too much pressure on Rodin, causing him to strangle so tirelessly all year round.

“Rest assured," Seeing Rodin seemed to have some unrelenting concerns, Duan Shubo consoled, "The hotel's Chinese restaurant, the Sichuan cuisine, is excellent, the chili flower peppers are all brought directly by air from their place of origin, the chef is native Sichuan, also famous in his local area. He's sure of it. After dinner, have a glass of milk and a few goatbamboos to keep you safe. ”

Rodin felt relieved and looked at him helplessly: "How do you know I like to eat kawakawa? ”

Duan Shubo squeezed his eyes at him: “Guess what. ”

Rodin can't guess. He rarely complained about dietary problems. He always had anything to eat, so he listened to Shubo and went on to say, “Do you remember when we were shooting Wolong, there was a time when the drama team gave you the wrong halogenated egg rice, which turned out to be spicy chicken rice. The logistician came to you for a change. Although you didn't move chopsticks after you opened the lid, your eyes kept saying, 'My hot chicken, my hot chicken'...”

“Fuck off!” Rodin chuckled and pushed him. Though it may seem unpleasant, I still feel happy that Duan Hubert remembered the little details about himself so long ago. The power in your hand is not great. However, Duan Shubo flipped over and grabbed his wrist and pulled it up, pushing it.

Duan Wanqing has not returned home for many years, and the number of Chinese restaurants that cook well abroad is one of the rarest. There are few authentic ones. How can you go back to the country and eat a good meal? He grabbed an oily spicy lamb chop with gloves and chewed it regardless of image. In front of a table is a variety of river dishes. The two girls on the left embrace the right do not reject the spicy meat. One beef spoon per person chews slowly with a small dish.

He was perspired, but couldn't stop talking. He snored down two bowls of rice in a lamb chop. He had not tasted such a smooth smell for many years. Zhang Wanqing relieved his breath with pleasure.

The dining room is spacious and uniquely designed, and the dome is a combination of transparent brackets and glass. The shape is strange, but the dust scrubbed daily is spotless, and every time the night comes, all kinds of strange curves of glass reflect the starlight, making the sky look like two of the sights.

He leaned on his chair and began to admire the starlight. He was somewhat sighed when he thought of his return home.

He's old and he's not as happy as he thought.

Watching his 20-year-old little wife hold a child like Cupid with a naked ass in a church window, the five officials are not like him at all. After the honeymoon period of the newlywed marriage, some of the sections of Wanqing tired of marriage always felt bored.

Kid, the more successful the replica, the blood in his veins, the better it should be. Seeing Huberg, the photograph was engraved in a mold with him from a young age. The five officials, the body size, and even the perseverance of not listening to the persuasion, this is what a son should look like. Wanqing was also disappointed when he saw his eldest son the other day. He looked very similar to Yu Chan Juan. Sometimes, his small expression accidentally appeared on his back.

Dan Wanqing, who has always done what he wanted, did not intend to walk too much with his eldest son. He returned mainly to find a Hub.

I couldn't get through to him on the phone, there was no New Year's Eve, and the impression that this son was about to fade into water. The last time he met each other in a bar, Duan Wanqing wanted to take a rare opportunity to declare his sovereignty as a father, but until he left, his feet were shackled like he was bound.

He couldn't get off this leg.

If you don't know why Duan Shubo complained about him, it's completely bullshit. Duan Wanqing is not retarded. However, he has always had no patience with children and does not want to influence the feelings of both parties when he is in a heat with his lover because of a small child. But by the time he pulled out of the gentle township to take care of the child, the other side had quickly grown to the point where he was unique enough, even at a young age, to offer to go to boarding school.

Don't worry! Why don't you agree, Duan Wanqing is so happy to die.

But if he knew the kid was gone, he'd never come back. He said he wouldn't agree to anything.

The son's wings flew away as soon as they were stiff, and he hasn't contacted himself since, which made him foolish to wait until the child's head bled out before returning. The secretary of the administration of his private property told him in the following years that a monthly sum of money was being charged to the account, which was increasing and suddenly terminated two years later.

Together, the money totalled 700,000 dollars, and it was only then that Duan Wanqing realized how determined Duan Shubo was to leave his mind. Watching his son gradually emerge in Hollywood, he began to see his face in a growing production, watching him grow from a stateless little entertainer to a big star. Duan Wanqing also panicked so that he would marry another pregnant woman after so many years.

He regretted the birth of the baby. Unlike him who cried again, it would take at least another 20 years for him to pull it out at such a young age. How many more years does he have? The little married wife was not as supple as she used to be, and was suddenly about to tie him to the waist of his pants.

That's boring.

The two girls next to him have to deliberately start to develop the most beautiful side of the scene. It's no different than what he has encountered in the past. Duan Wanqing's gaze boringly swept the restaurant. He thought it was time to go directly to the company and meet Duan Shubo, or let his eldest son act as an intermediary, and the car can't be delivered for nothing. And when you look at the entrance to the restaurant, you say you can't move anything.

He was impressed by Rodin's ability to recognize people as first-rate, and Sofia was ashamed to come back to see him. Duan Wanqing was surprised that there were still men in the world who could reject Sofia.

Then he turned his eyes and noticed that Rodin was walking with a man in a mask, and he looked at it and he was straightening his waist.

It won't take long!

His eyes were locked on each other. He saw that the other had been led into a private independent seat. Duan Wanqing shrugged his eyes and raised his hand to serve the waiter.

“Does the gentleman come here often? ”

The waiter stunned and lowered his head and replied, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you this. ”

Duan Wanqing took out his wallet and put a stack of hundred yuan in his jacket pocket: “I don't know much, but I learned to adapt once in a while. ”

The other party was frightened by him. He quickly took out the money and put it on the table. He whispered apologies and flew away.

Duan Wanqing: "…"

Sichuan vegetables are delicious indeed, the head cannot be lifted after the chopsticks have been laid down, the spicy slices of fish have been picked without a thorn and the pepper is full of mouth. This has forced me to quit spicy for a while, and Rodin is simply unspeakable. After not singing in his previous life, he tried so hard to compensate himself for the good food, taste the good food and restore this oligarchy life, not to mention how hard it was.

Duan Shubo watched him eat, and the original candlestick on the table was probably just taken over by the waiter for fear of creating a vague atmosphere. He was kind of thinking about having a candlelit dinner at home whenever he wanted.

Think he's having a hard time with candlelit dinner and instant noodles?

Rodin lowered his head and spit on the fishbone, which in his view was very pleasant.

I'm losing my smile.

He looked up at him and laughed. “Why are you laughing? ”

Duan Shubo slowly turned on his left hand resting on the desktop, his eyes seemed to be filled with a hot spring filled with hot air: “I don't know, I'm just happy. ”

Rodin silenced for a moment, held him in his reverse hand, and lowered his head to continue eating.

Duan Xiubao was in pain and happy, Rodin held his right hand, he could not eat. But he doesn't want to draw his hand... Forget it, just shake it, you can eat kawakami whenever you want, you can't hold your hand anytime, anywhere.

Slowly eating a meal, neither of them seemed to want the date grass to end. After the meal, they sat still for a while, and it was almost ten o'clock before they got up and left unwillingly.

Being stopped was totally unexpected, and in fact, Rodin had a hunch in his mind the moment he saw the man in the overcoat in the elevator. He immediately turned back to look at Duan Shubo. Duan Shubo put on his mask when he left his seat. He couldn't see his face clearly, but the surrounding situation suddenly became nervous.

Duan Wanqing's sophisticated eyes locked on two people shoulder to shoulder, his eyes fell on Luoding's face, and slowly looked at Duan Shubo.

Duan Huobao didn't stop much. He saw the other side standing at the VIP elevator door, pulling Rodin towards the ordinary elevator.

“Stop!” Duan Wanqing's voice is thick, and he has a hidden anger to deter people very much, "you unfaithful son! ”

Duan Shuibuo ignored him as if he had not heard anything. Watching him push the elevator key flat, Duan Wanqingdun looked at him silly, followed him a few steps and pulled his sleeve: “I told you to stop! Do you hear me?! ”

Luo Ding frowned and stepped forward to protect Duan Huibo behind him. The momentum was great against Duan Wanqing's needlepoint: “Sir, calm down. ”

Duan Wanqing was stunned. When he came in close contact, Lo and I were different than he thought: “I am his father! ”

Sure enough, speculation verified.

Rodin turned around and looked at Xiubo, who held his shoulder slowly but firmly shook his head. He saw that the elevator was still on the first floor. After a brief impulse, Xiubo regained his sanity and moved Rodin behind him. His voice and eyes were cold: “What do you want? ”

What the fuck is that to a father?

Duan Wanqing died, but did not dare to be angry with Hub's eyes in the previous paragraph. He held it and held it. His face changed in the blue and white: “... I am your father, is that how you talk to your father? ”

Duan Xiubao looked at him with an eye angle. This man's self-awareness must be a bit problematic. He left no face at all: “You are old and I will support you. Until then, we do not have to meet. ”

“What are you talking about!? ”

“Isn't it enough to support you? ”

“I don't need your money?! ”

“That's better.” When the elevator arrived, Duan Huobao pushed Rodin first, following his own next step, even his eyes owed him one: “Anyway, since I was a kid, I have returned the cost to you. The sperm was also given at double the bank price, and we will never see each other again. ”

This meeting was too different from the plan, until the elevator left, and Duan Wanqing stood still a little overwhelmed. After all these years, Duan Hubert really became completely different from the child he remembered. He couldn't get any cheap in front of the other party. Instead, he was easily choked to death by a few words. This made him imagine that Xiubo was left standing in front of Wanqing for a while because he ran into the scene with Rodin, and he was tempered to leave him alone. It was still dark until the waiter at the restaurant saw him standing still for a long time to greet him.

Wanqing, who had nothing to do with his son, was even more ruthless.

Looking back at the action just taken by Luoding consciousness to protect Duan Shubo behind him, Duan Wanqing frowned tightly and went back to the window to get into long-term thinking.

* * * * *

The crowd rushed away with a resume full of their filming experience in their arms. He was dressed but slightly less steady and a little greenish, although the five officials were extremely beautiful, but for reasons of not very good temperament, the shuttle did not appear to be a crowd of cranes in the bustling crowd.

He was fast but orderly, and every step was resolute, and he didn't know what to think, and his gaze was hanging in the air. After passing his destination far away, he realized he had gone over his head, hurried back and looked embarrassingly at him. He seemed afraid that those around him would laugh at him, deliberately holding his back as if he was full of gas, yet the occasional pushing of glasses revealed a tension he could not hide.

“Card!”

Tang Rui's voice interrupted the awkward atmosphere emitted by the center of Lo, the group of performances broke apart, Lo Ding stood in place with his eyes closed and let others give him makeup, a moment later heard Tang Rui's satisfied voice: “Good, this one is over. ”

Everybody's relieved.

The outdoor weather had started to warm up a little, but Rodin was still wearing a thick cotton robe because of his character in the play. When he took off his clothes, he was so relieved, he came back to the car and saw Zhang Hubo sitting in the car with an insulation cup.

In the insulation cup, Wu Fangyuan boiled the sweet scent of Guiyuan Chen Peel Tang. When he saw the other party get dumb, Rodin pulled the cup out.

Duan Shubo suddenly looked back: “Hmm? You got it? ”

After a glance at Rodin, the crew members who come and go often have more or less tried to aim in the car, let alone shoot the scene in the street, as well as many passers-by who are separated from each other and watched from afar. He got in the car and shut the door, touching Xiubo's forehead with some concern: "You've been distracted lately. ”

Duan Xiubo grabbed his hand and held it in his palm and kneaded it constantly, as if to bring some strength to himself. Half a day later I smiled bitterly: "I'm fine. ”

“You're not thinking about your dad, are you?” Rodin doesn't believe it, and Duan Shubo has been in this state since he met his father that day at the Half Mountain Hotel. Normally, you can't see anything, just get dumb as soon as you're free. I can't help but worry about his mental condition.

Duan Shubo sighed and shook his head slowly. He heard Wu Fangyuan knocking softly on the door: “Ding, Duan, prepare for the next scene. ”

There are not many shows at the door, and there are only a few shots in total. A Song Yuan job-seeker entered the company, a first meeting between Ji Yong and Song Yuan. The second scene will naturally be with Hubert and Rodin.

Su Shengbai sat quietly in a soft wool scarf. Since the show started, he had not come to talk to Rodin much. Luo Ding doesn't know what's wrong with him, but it's also good for him to get rid of Su Shengbai's intimate attacks, so since it's a good thing, you don't have to go after it.

It's not that hard to get this shot in place, but there's a feature that captures facial expressions at the end that probably needs to brew emotions. Rodin took a few steps in place and felt someone standing on his back. Looking back vigilantly, it was Su Shengbai.

Su Sheng had no blood on his white face. He was weak and scary. His eyebrows were faint and his makeup was useless.

To Rodin's eyes, he smiled shallow and did not say anything.

Several of the young men who played the trainees at the same time also stood slightly closer to Su Shengbai, so the plot required a close relationship between them.

By a single order, everyone was in a state of shock.

Luoding changed into thinner clothes. Song Yuan had just been selected for the trainee class at this time. It was when the spring breeze was proud, he walked with the wind. He couldn't find a point between his eyebrows when he first came to the company. He was totally sure he was in control tomorrow.

He walked out of the building and spoke to Louis Yang on the side. After all, he was still a young and lively young man, and he hit Louis Yang's shoulder gently as he spoke. Louis Yang's personality needs to be a little quiet. He only responds to a faint smile, but Song Yuan is very dissatisfied. He must get a personal answer before he will do so.

Tang sharply touched the chin behind the plane and stared at the monitor. The deputy director came up and looked at it together for a moment. He laughed: “It certainly doesn't make me famous. ”

The new drama was filmed by a young man who had just walked away, and several deputy directors had worked with Tong Rui for many years, but this was the first time they had encountered something like this. There are also a few dissenting opinions. Transformation plays are the most problematic. Of course, collaborating actors are better at using acquiescence, but by contrast, there are not many people in the circle who can play the role of Song Yuan. The key is that the protagonist is too young and somewhat limited in age. Early green teenagers will look more or less uncomfortable after that age.

Rodin now counts as a coffee, and no one dares to show uncertainty in front of him. Several deputy directors, although polite, did not let go until after the first play.

Rodin plays, he thinks about a lot of small moves, and with the eyes in place, everything is very natural.

As now, a lens far enough to barely see the five officials of the character, he still shows Song Yuan's youthful spirit and his friendship with Louis Yang gradually warming up with the smallest possible action. Just this, it can be seen that he has thought very seriously about the plot and combed the relationship.

“Quiet.” Tang Rui was satisfied in his heart, but when he worked, he lifted his hand and dialed away the deputy.

A squeaky young man just walked out the door and all of us talked together. Lou Yiyang was not welcome to stand quietly aside, Song Yuan and everyone discussed where to go to drink and pick up girls. At a glance he was outside the crowd, his eyebrows stretched his arms ready to pull him into the talking team.

At this point, a car slowly stopped on the far side of the road, and Ikeyon's assistant opened the door for him. The tall man's suit pulled up and the atmosphere around him suddenly changed. He glanced at nobody and quietly started walking toward the company. When he picked up the steps, he heard Song Yuan raise his voice: “I will definitely become a supermodel! ”

He frowned and glanced slightly at the past, looking through the crowd locked in a bright young man with a smiling face in the middle, with a slight corner of his mouth, not knowing whether he was smiling or mocking.

He had too much presence and walked all the way to the oppressive atmosphere to let the rest of the company become birds and animals, only this group of people who didn't understand anything was still stupid. Everyone looked back at Ji Yong and saw that he was still gradually approaching. Everyone's subconscious began to retreat.

Song Yuan stood there and forgot to move, so suddenly appeared. He recognized Ji Yong, his eyes flashed instantly excited, his mouth seemed to want to call him, but he held his voice in his throat, his face was red.

Ikeyon just glanced at him and retracted his gaze. He didn't like the occasion very much and stepped up his steps. But Song Yuan's eyes were too hot, making him accustomed to the attention of Pool Yong couldn't help but slightly wrinkle his eyebrows. As he passed by Song Yuan, he glanced at the corner of his eyes.

Song Yuan had a moment of shrinkage when he looked at him. After that, he actually looked more excited and couldn't help but smile on his face.

With a long look at each other, the expression on Ikehiro's face remained almost unchanged. His eyes fell on each other's five officials, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

He retracted his gaze, and when he passed with Song Yuan, he didn't have any love at all. The assistant came up to block Song Yuan and his middle, and whispered: “Where did this come from?" I don't know what a dumb ass you are. Move your position... ”

Song Yuan was extremely disappointed. He watched the other side walk away. The whole figure was drained and depressed. His subconscious pursuit followed several steps, and as he approached the gate, his eyes stopped, his eyes dropped off from the pool, and his eyes were filled with fading admiration and rising visions.

Ikeyon walked into the building and somehow stopped.

He turned around, and the young man was still standing there, looking straight at him through the glass. He was angry that he was offended a little bit, but he hid a little more emotion.

Through stainless glass, two people, like those living in different worlds, met for the first time. Song Yuan saw Chi Yong outside the building and finally looked back at himself. He nodded at each other with a slightly shy smile on his mouth.

Ikeyon seemed to have woken up God by this action of his, with no response at all, leaving his mouth blanketed with disgrace.

Song Yuan's next instant expression is called Monitor and Tang Rui doesn't know how to describe it. He really didn't expect Rodin to be able to show off the fatal emotions of the characters. After shouting the card, he saw several stars coming towards him. He was excited for a moment and repeatedly played back several times. He was not used to boasting, and finally picked a mistake.

“Su Shengbai! You are the Lord, Lord! Where was your presence? You just stood there and watched while Rodin and Duan Hubert were playing? Find your own meal!! ”

Su Sheng took a white step and looked at several twists in front of him to see his actor. He laughed embarrassingly and almost sweated out his fist.

He was also trying, even retreating, to grab Rodin's sleeve, but as soon as Shu Bo showed up, he didn't have to look at the camera, he knew that the other party's light had covered himself up at all. Duan Shubo and Rodin looked at him faintly before, he didn't know how to describe that feeling. Cold air gradually spreads from the bottom of the foot to the top of the head, making the whole body tense and afraid to move.

He even had the illusion that the disgusting eye segment Hub was doing it to him.

Thereafter, even his own eyes could not be retrieved from Seibo and Rodin's face, and the confrontation in which there was a play in his nail stitches prevented him from inserting a hair. When the director's shouting card sounded, he suddenly realized he had just been brought into the pit.

Duan Shubo hurriedly came out of the building, still wearing a pencil and a condensed expression on his face, but he didn't know where he was going. He suddenly pounded three steps away from Rodin, his arm resting on Rodin's shoulder, and the whole man covered it. Put Rodin on a chirp.

Then he laughed.

Nor did Rodin get angry. He kept his buddies in a good position and approached Tang Rui. Tang Rui was still dissatisfied with Su Shengbai's performance just now. But Rodin and Duan Huobo performed very well. Think about it, he still swallowed that sentence again.

The Lord shall associate with the Lord, and no matter how He does, He shall also surround the Lord. Su Shengbai was less skilled than others. It's not like he was repressing. He was worried about nothing.

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