Recapture the Entertainment Industry

There was little pause, one after the other: music, dance, television drama, movies. The name Rodin has been intimately refreshing its presence over and over again, starting with the red.

First, he searched the internet, searched a lot of young fans, and also harvested a lot of blacks who looked at him badly. Afterwards, when Blacks scolded him for his online work, they entered reality, and now rely on album sales to refresh their position in the music world, and rely on television dramas to lay the foundation for the masses, and finally rely on filmmaking and Hollywood production to raise their prices.

Every step of the way has been taken, and it is robust and correct, as if there was a more professional team at the rear to guide it. At least look through the entertainment world and never find a second person as lucky as he is.

You know, a few years ago, he was just an anonymous announcer. While the once blast-free announcement shows are now very interesting to fans, it is undeniable that he is not the same talented person as Duan Shubo. Duan Shubo relies on talent and luck, so Rodin's journey towards redundancy is, in everyone's view, only dependent on luck and artificial power.

The artificial power, quite frankly, is only luck, which is a special attribute that makes people jealous.

Starting with the first television drama, Tang Bien, none of his next performances were a return to the giant system. Shortly after entering the television circle, the main actor didn't get one, so he went to the movies, and even managed to work with the most special actor in the country, Shu Bo. After that, he quickly seized the opportunity to enter Hollywood and see the artists he had worked with since he went red - Pan Yiming, Yuan Bing, Duan Shubo, Wu Yuan... don't even count as directors, these actors alone, which one is not indestructible in his own little circle?

Accompanied by praise, there is naturally defamation.

There are many people in the circle who hate Rodin, most of whom have never crossed, and this does not prevent them from hating him to the point where he is in their throats. Hate that he doesn't need a reason, and don't need to know if he and this guy are okay privately, just one reason is enough - he's red.

If it turns red, it will block the path of later people; if it turns red, it will take away the glory of those around it; if it turns red, it will naturally be easy to get on the headlines. Even if it wasn't his intention.

Jealousy is the most primitive and most difficult emotion to control, and these two words make Rodin guilty of a large number of people who he may not even be able to name when he has no idea.

He has long been accustomed to black talk on the Internet. Wu Fangyuan and Gu Yaxing still seem to attach great importance to this information. Afraid that he will be unhappy about it, they are all trying to hide something from him.

Rodin is not as vulnerable as they think. The times I've been brainless since my life went red, it seemed like a bloody storm in the inexperienced studio, but for Rodin, it was really just a hairy storm. In his previous life, he walked all the way and didn't start out as a big shot. He was questioned a lot, and made quite a few face-to-face contacts with his fans. Probably because of his stronger image, his stepmother had a lot of powder, and he was often called more scary than Blackie. Ever since he was a young man, he couldn't do anything without acting or singing, until he was a middle-aged man, cursed at the height of his old fast voice, dumb city capital, and his fragile mentality had long gone away.

In the pink circle of his life, he really can't think of any reason to die.

Few people are simply happy and proud of his next role, and few people brush their presence for him, leaving messages under the homepage of the crew are like this:

“Luo Xiaoding is still young, and acting definitely can't compare to a senior like Cao Dingkun. I hope that everyone can be more tolerant. ”

“Luo Xiao must remember to learn more from his predecessors! ”

“Director Xu is not feeling well. You should listen and read the script. Otherwise, I won't pinch you.

“Wish the film a big sale, Xu Gui a speedy recovery, and the crew all the best. Come on, Luo Xiaoding ”

The way to celebrate Rodin's next big film was also special, as three rice-filled trucks headed towards the mountains the day the news came out. Various stations and forums have begun unprecedented and enthusiastic charitable fund-raisers, several big powders have paid large sums of money to hire a motorcade, and in just a few days to celebrate Rodin's donation, the accumulation of old book fixtures and brand new children's hooded socks has risen to a dazzling figure.

Such charitable support is common in the well-established Korean entertainment industry, but it has not appeared in the country a few times. The Rodingers' removal of the disadvantages of other circles of powder will build on the advantages, and naturally there are many more people who appreciate him.

Domestically, I'm afraid to catch such a typical case. On the day the fundraiser was launched, the news was reported by the Central Television News, which quickly caused quite a stir.

Many of the middle-aged and elderly people who watch the news have little contact with recreational life, they have no idea of stars, and most people have a pretty good impression of Rodingen before they know what the fan circle is. This has made subsequent cyber speculations of little effect on Rodin's stigmatization and verbal abuse. The official power is always greater than that of the folk. Not surprisingly, the so-called "physical surprise” is that media outlets, but those who are smarter, will not choose to work against the biggest players in their own industry.

Luo Ding smoothly opened a post called "Being an Entertainment Assistant for Many Years, 818 Those Idol Stars I've touched", the first of which talked about Luo Ding, saying that he was late and had backstage to play the big black face on the set, even if the director was angry, he wouldn't dare scold him. It makes sense to say that at a glance, Rodin couldn't help but smile.

The people underneath are not so dumb, and the colorful "no pictures, no truth”. There are some people who have really come into contact with the entertainment industry who jump out and confront the owner and say that they met Rodin and what he said was completely different, nothing is exactly the same, what the hell is going on?

The owner of the building was questioned, the building was pitted, now everyone can see that this is black, and the post was locked soon after.

How many is this? Rodin put down his phone and rubbed his eyebrows and sighed for a long time.

Duan Huebo's voice came from behind: "Rodin, what are you doing? ”

Rodin didn't move, gently put the phone down on his hand. If nothing happened, he answered: “What's wrong? What have you been up to? ”

Duan Xiubo swept around and saw his phone. He hurried to take the unlock and look at the browsing record. Rodin deleted the browsing record a long time ago. He felt relieved without turning to anything.

When he heard Rodin's question, he was distorted to focus, and he sat around with a smile: “If the shooting went well today, Killing Qing asked us to go to the bar. It seems that no one else has objected. If you don't want to go, I'll help you speak to him privately. ”

The Supermodel shoot is coming to an end, and now they're waiting backstage for the built bridge to debug the lights.

Even though the actor was expecting the day to kill Qing when the film was filmed, it really came to this time, more in Rodingxing's heart still disappeared.

He hasn't been in a good mood lately, so he can go somewhere lively. Luo Ding sighed: “It's okay, the bar is just the bar, don't make me special. ”

Duan Xiubao frowned again and stressed: “It's a very lively and noisy kind, you probably haven't been there. ”

Rodin pulled down his ear with a smile and patted his face: “It's all right. ”

Duan Huibo leaned over and looked into his eyes. When he was treated like this, he immediately laughed. He also reached down and pulled down Rodin's ear. He couldn't help but push himself. At the end of the day, he looked like he was rubbing.

He took away Rodin's phone. Rodin could only take a boring look at the magazine beside him. Turning the inner page, he saw himself interacting with the lens and Duan Huibo with his back naked. He glanced over the cover and looked at it. It was "Style".

Some nostalgic touched the smooth color pages, and when he wanted to shoot this magazine, his relationship with Duan Shubo was still in a state of obscurity. One wants to hide, one has a vague attitude. Who would have thought there would be today?

He couldn't help laughing, and his bad mood, obliterated by irresponsible speech, had finally completely improved.

When he calmed down, he felt a glimpse of himself, not malicious, but difficult to make people feel comfortable.

He suddenly looked up at the direction of his gaze and looked at Susan Bai, who was standing at the corner of the wall and was overwhelmed by his action.

Rodin's eyebrows wrinkled.

Su Shengbai hesitated for a moment in the spot in such a panic, seeing Luoding just glanced at himself and lowered his head, no longer intending to lift him up, biting his teeth and walking over himself.

“Rodin.” He shouted softly.

Rodin looked down and turned a page: "Hmm? ”

Su Shengbai was too cold to sit next to him: “I saw that you were going to play Assassin. ”

“Mmm.”

“... didn't you want to take it before? ”

Rodin looked up at him without concealing the impatience in his eyes: "What do you want to ask? ”

Su Shengbai grabbed his lower lip, clenched his fist and silenced.

Nor did he know what he wanted to say, and when the mood was too complicated, people often did not even know how to say what was to be said. More than a year of unfavourable years had almost obliterated his enthusiasm for life, as if there was a big hand in the underworld holding his throat against the wall, smashing his head into the bloodstream, but still reluctant to let him live.

Everything he's done so far is for Assassin. Cao Dingkun died, Xu Zhenqin hated him. He clearly did everything to keep the investment, but no one remembered his good. The audition session didn't work out. After running after Xu Zhen, he delayed taking other plays. Xu Zhen, the lunatic, threatened him with murder to quit the crew!

Why isn't Xu Zhen dead?!

Now his reputation is spreading out in chaos, which is similar to Rodin's discussion of the next "Assassin" lead character, which is that he was kicked out of the cast. He and Xu Zhen ran before and after organizing the audition will be seen by everyone. Now Xu Zhenbai is seriously injured. The outside world pities him and is curious about the inside of it. Dirty water poured a brain towards Su Shengbai.

Said he must have a personal grudge with Xu Zhen. Said he might have a problem with Xu Zhen because Xu Zhen was crippled and broke up quickly. How irresponsible or irresponsible are all kinds of speech? But now Su Shengbai has no room for refutation.

He dared not piss off Xu Zhen, and the dog jumped the wall when he was in a hurry. There were too many clues about him in the other hand. Although he didn't do the braking thing himself, it wasn't hard to find evidence. He was afraid that Xu Zhen would break the jar and wreck the idea of dragging him to death.

Su Shengbai was helpless and he wanted Rodin to give him some comfort, but at this moment he suddenly realized that Rodin's enthusiasm for him had slowly diminished before he knew it.

On his knees by Rodin's legs, he leaned back and revealed his beautiful jaw, his eyes like water: “Rodin... look at me. ”

Rodin took a look at him.

Su Sheng cried out: “Rodin... shall we make up? ”

When he saw his hands against his knees, Rodin was shocked to take two steps: “What are you doing? ”

“I know it's wrong.” Only Su Shengbai himself knew how complicated the general emotions in his heart were. When he and his group were silent, he saw no way out. I'm afraid even he himself would not have expected to have today. If he knew how good this should be, he would not have done anything to abandon the deceased after going red. If he also persisted, struggling to this day, say nothing else, only those records of Rodin Dahong, there must be a spoon for him to work with.

Now... it's not too late, is it?

He looked at each other with hope and did not dare to expect Rodin to agree immediately, but as long as his attitude softened so much, he still had a chance to prove it.

If... if he chooses to make peace with each other the first time he sees each other at the fashionable anniversary party, how good would it be?

But there are no regret pills in the world to take.

Rodin stared into Su Shengbai's eyes. The first reaction was to quickly look back into his eyes. The distant section of Huibo looked up at him like it was an electrocardiac induction. His eyes collided with each other in the air. The section of Huibo stunned.

No one else noticed the movement here.

Rodin felt a little relieved and sat a little farther: "You get up. ”

“Ding! ”

“Su Shengbai.” The heart of Rodingham has somehow given birth to an unexplained comfort, as if it were an innate instinct of this body. But watching Su Shengbai give up his pride and pray to be able to get back together with himself, Luoding felt ridiculous. He could not have responded to the other party's unreasonable and farcical demands, not to mention that the original owner and those of Su Shengbai had nothing to do with him. "It's impossible for both of us, don't do this. People have a lot of eyes. ”

“Ding!” What else did Su Shengbai want to say? After a gleam, he suddenly realized that someone was approaching him and looked up quickly.

Duan Huebo, shaking his long leg, had already sat next to Rodin before he raised his head. He reached out and sat on the couch behind Rodin with his hands above his back. He looked at Susan Bai squatting on the floor with a smile. “Yo, what about the lines? Or what? ”

Su Shengbai was shaken up. Now he was afraid that he would die. When he saw his liver appear, he trembled. He quickly stood up and shook his voice for two moments. He replied: "No... I was just talking to Amin for a few days. ”

“Oh... well.” Duan Shubo turned back to look at Rodin, and Rodin still had a magazine spread out on his leg. He just turned to the one on the inner page of the fashion. Duan Shubo saw it and smiled again, deliberately lowering his head to look at Rodin.

Rodin didn't think much of it, lifted his hand and pushed his face. As soon as the action was taken, he stunned. He looked up to see Su Shengbai. He also stunned.

Instead, Duan Huibo didn't feel comfortable. He quickly covered Rodin's palm on his cheek with a smile. Arms on the back of the couch lifted and rubbed Rodin's hair.

Rodin glanced at him and he messed up his hair just now. As soon as he looked up, Su Shengbai was gone.

Duan Shubo asked him, “What's going on? ”

Luo Ding had a headache and a kind of anger without delusion: “How do I know him, without a head and without a brain to say anything composite? I refused and scared the hell out of me. ”

Duan Xiubao was angry to death: "Compound? He wants to die, doesn't he? ”

“What are you doing?” Rodin hurriedly dumped his arm around his shoulder like he was possessed, "Don't make a scene! ”

Duan Shubo stood up and quickly searched for Su Shengbai's movements. The other party had slipped away faster than the rabbit. He had nowhere to go with his anger. The second half of the shooting had a big atmosphere. All the other actors on the same stage were depressed without a word, and only Rodin could survive.

Tang Rui had seen Rodin's performance at the Milan Show and found this young man surprisingly fit for a gorgeous men's outfit. This is quite rare, men's clothing is more of a simple route, mainly because men are less able to withstand the complex decorations of fancy whistles, but don't look thin, excellent five officials combined with those slightly exaggerated show clothing is not at all uncomfortable. Just like the striking cape that emerged in Milan, it may not be manageable by another person, but it can be worn on Rodin, who has a complementary aesthetic.

Tang Rui has adopted a similar style, because after all, the movie is different from the real show, and the focus should be on the actor himself rather than the dress. Worried that the clothes were too heavy, the makeup artist chose a stage costume for Rodin that resembled smoke makeup. When he came out, the cape was still held in his hand by his assistant, but after the makeup, some demonic temperament was accompanied by a slightly youthful tight suit in grey. It was a bit too gorgeous.

This cape is also specially crafted, with a roll of fluffy fur around the collar and edges, a slightly exaggerated vertical collar, long and heavy.

Duan Shubo felt his chin and sat under the stage watching his assistant shake the cape and put the fur around Rodin's neck. Tang Rui's sudden joy didn't make him feel any better.

He was looking for a look, and no one would put it together without a long look. Duan Huobao made it clear that there were not many times when he was angry. Even Tang Rui tried to ignore him in order to avoid touching the mold. Su Shengbai must also be an eye-catching person. After seeing something, he quickly disappeared. He dared not to work against Duan Shubo.

Su Shengbai could not be found. Duan Huibo's face was insulated from the smile throughout.

Nobody dared to tell him to go back and change.

Luo Ding looked at the people around him and looked at Duan Huebo's face. He didn't dare to scream. He sighed and walked to the side of Duan Huebo with a long cape. He lowered his head and said: "Old Duan? Old section!”

Duan Shubo was suddenly called back to his attention when he was distracted, because when he heard the familiarity with the sound, he didn't lose his temper. Looking up, his pupils were just shrinking.

On the stage, Rodin stood there with the light on his back. After the makeup, the five officers were lit by a faint light. After drawing the eyeliner, at least a circle of eyes were bright, some unscientific. The penciled nose beam cast a shadow on the face, the corner of the mouth was slightly warped, and the eyebrows were slightly gripped. The fur of the cape trim fluffy, milky white, circled around his small but slapped face, the hem naturally loosened and dragged to the floor, layered stacked, accompanied by his deliberately straight waist ridge due to the heavy cape, the whole person looked like an ancient nobleman leaping out of medieval writing.

Duan Shubo stood still, approached a few steps, raised his hand, stroked Rodin to the cape hanging beside him, his gaze did not leave Rodin's face all the way, it was like an impulse to kneel down to sing to him.

Good thing he stood up to it rationally.

“Old?” Rodin couldn't help but call him again, "Hurry up and get dressed. The seats are ready for you. ”

“... oh.” Duan Huobo reacted a few seconds later. He nodded and stared at Rodin for a while before turning away in the strange eyes of the other party.

* * * *

The lights are shining, the music is very rhythmic, and the spectacular stage and show is surrounded by guests, so if you want to shoot the whole show, it's a small show.

The other male models invited are professional because there are not a lot of shots, and they definitely need to be reduced a lot, and Tang Rui has no requirements for them.

A long lens that cannot be stitched together from far and near, Rodin must play a unique air field belonging to the male model, the costume is only auxiliary and most importantly his own strength.

At the moment of the last epitome, he felt tranced to have returned to the Milan Show a few months earlier and felt far less palpitated as he exited against the eyes of Sofia after her makeup.

Eyes collide in the air, and Rodin can almost hear lightning.

Duan Shubo pulled his lips together and took the lead.

Rodin stood face-to-face with him, walking at the same time, and they approached each other at an even speed, looking nowhere but at each other.

With a smile on his face, he turned around, shoulder to shoulder. Duan Shubo raised his head by half, and his temper was completely natural. Rodin's gaze was frosty after leaving a Hub, and the powerful momentum couldn't even do anything about it. Two impassioned men stood together and approached the camera, facing their soul sharp, sitting behind the monitor, their entire heart hung.

“I went...” The deputy director initially just looked at the monitor and watched the whole person squatting next to the sharp seat, muttering to himself, "These two are really...”

The female producer didn't even shake the fan, her eyes fell straight on the display: “Don't cut this part at all, you don't have to cut anything in front of it, you must keep this part! ”

In the monitor, two men at the end of the bridge stopped in incredible neatness, one slightly leaning back and one slightly lowering his head, looking at each other tacitly before turning around.

There was no such scene in the script, but Tang Rui just frowned and bit his fingernails and didn't stop shouting.

Smiles appear so suddenly in reason again.

As the spring snow melts, the laughter that springs from the heart is like a sweet spring after spring.

Rodin still has the air, just that the feeling of high distance is suddenly shortened, Duan Hubo raised his hand and naturally caressed a fluffy white plush on the side of Rodin's face.

Turn around, shoulder to shoulder, step, and the air field radiates with them as its axis.

* * * * * *

“Card!”

Stay around for a moment.

Dropping his furry fingers on Rodin's shoulder, he swept in the direction of Tang Rui, who was still sitting behind the plane, seemed to be making a tough choice.

“There's always something wrong with this...”

The female producer frowned: “Where is it? Isn't that great? ”

The assistant director sighed softly. After all these years with Tong Rui, he could understand some of the other side's meanings, and it seemed that the atmosphere in the lens was a little different from what they had originally asked for.

After all kinds of misunderstandings, Chi Yong and Song Yuan had unusual friendships... which were interpreted by Rodin and Shubo Duan... as if... seems a little too vague, right?

The collision of the eyes, smiling face to face, touching the fingers of the skin of the face when brushing over the fur...

Tong Rui ignored them and looked over them several times before decisively patting his thigh and stood up: “This is over! ”

This is the last scene, and what else does that mean naturally?

After a brief silence, the scene was brushed with cheering sounds.

“Oh!!!!! Kill Blue!!!!!!! ”

* * * * * *

Rodin went back to the lounge to change clothes. The cape was unloaded in front of the door and handed over to the gardener. Rodin was not used to fitting clothes. The gardener was not blind. Naturally, he immediately agreed to let himself change.

Just after entering the house, Duan Huobo didn't know where to come from and stepped in.

Knowing that Rodin did not like to be seen changing clothes, the makeup artist was somewhat reluctant to call Shubo, but prevented him from talking about his identity. Rodin's position is still somewhat different, at least for now.

“It's okay, go rest first, I'll send you the clothes later.” Rodin pinched a pair of Hubert's thighs in the dark and immediately grabbed them in his palm.

The makeup artist got this amnesty and hurried away. The resentment between actors is hard for outsiders to figure out. Rodin and Duan Hubert seem to have a good relationship, but who knows how private? No one wants to go to the water.

“What are you doing?!” Duan Shubo is getting bolder and bolder now, behaving more than once in front of outsiders. Although Rodin likes the other party to stick to his feelings, he still has some apprehensions about outside speculation.

After Duan Shubo did not speak, he pulled him into the house, locked the door with his hands behind him, and made sure that there was no third person in the room, he directly lodged Rodin against the wall and began to untie his belt.

Luo Ding shocked: “Are you crazy?!? ”

Duan Huibo's eyes were red, his asthma was like a cow, and the whole person was like a wolf who had been hungry for half a month. Every move was unspeakable and aggressive.

“Luo Xiaoding... Luo Xiaoding...” Ignoring Luo Ding's near defense, Duan Huobo quickly peeled off each other's pants and squatted. He was going crazy, and the scene where Rodin stood on stage and shouted at him was still playing in his head. He still wears makeup on his face and is still the kind of demon he rarely sees on a daily basis. Each side is so strange but attractive that it makes him want to get hurt.

Rodin didn't know why he was so excited all of a sudden, but the enjoyment of his body made him quickly give up the idea of resistance and press him hard against his head. Looking up at himself, Rodin gave birth to a desire to conquer this man.

Duan Xiubo was willing to be controlled in this way, Rodin bit his lower lip to suppress the rough gasp of the exit, his tongue quickly licked around the place where he had been bitten out of the toothmark, trying to talk, but his voice was tight as if it had been strangled.

“Ah... old... old...”

Duan Shubo stopped and wanted to hear what he was going to say to himself.

Luo Ding's eyes restored instant clarity, but the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked. Wu Fangyuan's voice came in from the outside: “Ding, Xiao Liu asked me to come and get your clothes. Did you change it? The soup directors are talking about the feast. Hurry up. ”

Rodin was frightened, and a thick, numb sweat appeared on his back. He hurried to push the head of Hub.

Duan Xiubo smiled softly. Instead, he recovered his movements and invested heavily. The more aggressive he did, the more aggressive he became.

Rodin's legs were empty and his hips trembled, so he pressed and pressed Xiubo so he wouldn't mess around. He shouted dumbly out his throat: “I'm tired, take a break, you'll come back later! ”

“Oh.” Wu Fangyuan promised not to leave, “I'll wait here for you. Rest. ”

Paralyze!!!

The fact that someone was outside the door made Rosette blush, her soul was almost out of sheath, her waist was shaking more and more, and finally she raised her head tightly closed her eyes and screamed silently.

Duan Shu was satisfied, helped him put on his pants, and pulled out a tissue to spit out what was in his mouth. Again with Rodin.

That completely satisfied psyche cannot show in words that Rodin's body and cells are jumping and dancing under his control, and at the same time being conquered, he is also doing his best to conquer Rodin, in another way, completely, carefully, without traces, infiltrating each other's minds and lives.

What Su Shengbai, die quickly.

Officially and folklore Rodin's official match will always be him!

Rodin can't have any more temper. He should be thankful for this kind of wholeheartedly pleasing himself, although the location... Well, the choice is not right.

Shooting Hubert's face, he held it for half a day and said: "Bullshit. ”

Duan Xiubo went over to kiss his mouth and muttered: “I want..."

“Not here.” Rodin kissed him calmly with his face, still some not very comfortable with such an open mode of living, but let him refuse... he also had to ignore the embarrassment just now and enjoy the sweetness of this moment, “go back, go back to you. ”

Duan Shubo stared into his eyes: “Five minutes. ”

Rodin: “… what? ”

“Five minutes.” Duan Shubo hey laughed, “You can't find anybody else, it's only five minutes, who wants you. ”

The original emotion in my heart disappeared at this moment, Rodin fingered for a moment, thinking about the heat saving just now, and endured the desire to punch past, pushing a Hub's face diameter to tidy his pants.

When he looked at his face, he knew he had said something wrong. His scalp was tight and he hurried over to apologize.

“Roll." Rodin didn't think of this until he wore half his pants to take it off, and he bent over with anger to take it off. Duan Huibo looked straight in the eye and reached out to touch it. He was kicked away by one foot.

“Luo Xiaoding! ”

“Get out!”

Impossible. The next chapter is going to be dramatic.

Thank you, adults, for giving me points. Everyone is working too hard to continue. I can see everyone's feelings, thank you!! (Bow)

Now, Master Yuko, go downstairs and run for 10 laps. Is anyone coming?!