Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Duan Shubo wore a large mask, a hat and a thick scarf, but his long neck came out of the scarf and reached out to the door.

Miley's face was miserable: “Brother Duan, can't you just stand there and wait? It's going to ruin your image. ”

Duan Xiubo touched his face and looked around again. Indeed, there are many people who have been looking back at his passersby attracted by his temperament. Too good-looking is troubling.

Rodin appeared with holy light in his eyes, and before Miley could see each other, he took the lead in shouting: "Rodin!! ”

Rodin waved to him, too. Gu Yaxing and Mi Rui's heart suddenly lifted up and instantly wanted to reach out and pull their horns, terrified that they would come to the airport with a real passion to forget my hugs or kiss or something. By then, the reporter had photographed it, and it was so full of mouth that there was no excuse.

Fortunately, the brokers still retained their sanity, and Gu Yaxing stretched out his arm, a sharp brake turned hard and moved to Wu Fangyuan's side, and Mi Rui grabbed his pants leg hard. It turns out that their artists are not so stunned at first, they have some experience with everyday life, and they both just stop and look at each other smiling silly.

Duan Huibo reacted first, and all the lenses across the sunglasses could guess how good Rodin's eyes bent under the sunglasses should look. Reaching down to remove the long scarf around his neck, he pulled Rodin around and circled him: “It's much colder here than it is in the country, and it's all starting to go down. Have you got enough clothes? ”

Shh, shh, shh. Wu Fangyuan bowed his head and looked at the hand holding his sleeve. He just stunned for a moment and asked: "President Tani, have you never been here? There are security guards everywhere and they won't get lost.” He thought that the people who had come here with Rodin a few times before were himself, a little guilty. The money for airline tickets and lodging is from the company, Gu Yaxing is also pathetic, the big boss has never left the country, all the employees have left.

Gu Yaxing stood tall and waved to the warrior who was already hopeless to get his luggage. He followed Rodin out and heard Mi Rui smile and stick to his ear. “Wu Fangyuan, where the hell did you dig this baby? ”

Like a man with a happy face, Gu Yaxing grinned: "You have to ask Rodin. ”

“Are they friends? ”

“Green plum bamboo horse, life and death.” It is not exaggerated to say this. A welfare institution grew up and came out to work together. Now Rodinghui looks developed, but maybe Wu Fangyuan was playing the role of protector when he was little.

But when it comes to Rodin's death, he's totally confidential, and no one, including Miley, will tell.

Mirey sighed: “No wonder.” Just like Wu Fangyuan, where can I find a job that serves Luoding so well? But maybe Rodin likes the character of his lacking strings, who can understand the world's preferences?

A pedestrian tried to get out of the airport without attracting attention. Duan Shubo grabbed Rodin's backpack and handed it to Mi Rui. It was only with Rodin's shoulder that he tried to describe the misery of many days. He was suddenly stopped by a strong man in a black suit.

The subconscious stopped, Rodin was a little blind to foreigners, but he always felt familiar with the person in front of him. He only remembered that he was one of the four bodyguards who came to pick up Hubo when he arrived in Los Angeles the previous few times.

The other spoken a foreign language that he did not understand, and he nodded respectfully to Rodin. Duan Shubo smiled and pressed down the other's shoulder to answer a few words. The man in black made a difficult step aside.

Just walk out the door and Rodin understands what they mean. A polished luxury car on the apron at the airport entrance!

The first two Jaguars, the second two Porsche, lengthened Lincoln in the middle, and the other black bodyguard regularly stood by the door.

Rodin felt hot in his hand and was held by Shubo Duan. He looked up at the look on Hub's face and didn't seem happy.

“Our car's over there.” Dragging Rodin, Duan Hubo quickly moved away from the train fleet. The bodyguard standing by the door, who was going to open the door for them, stunned and tried to chase them, and was held down by the person who had gathered up to speak.

It started arguing over there that Hub's low-key, simple nanny car talked about comfort that wasn't any worse than an extended car.

Seeing Hubert look a little depressed, Rodin did not ask what had just happened. Gu Yaxing is not a gossip man either. Wu Fangyuan, although curious, only listens to what others have told him and never opens his mouth to ask.

Duan Huebo's temper slowed for a while and became normal. He smiled and said to Rodin: "Congratulations on joining the Golden Lion. ”

When the shortlist was published, the two people were not in the room, and the congratulations on the phone sounded like a little less smell. In person, the colors of joy on the other person's face easily made them happy too.

Luo Ding also laughed: “Congratulations to me, we're both the best male stars, and now we're in a competitive relationship. ”

Two brokers sat in front, one assistant sat at the end, and Duan Shubo and Rodin were seated separately, relentlessly and together.

When he heard this, he laughed. He held Rodin and pulled him hard. He pulled the person into his arms and held him in his arms. His head knocked on his head and laughed: "The prize is not rare for you. ”

Rodin hesitated for less than a second and held him in his opposite hand.

Duan Shu Bo's good mood is fake.

Turning on the familiar road, Rodin looked out the window for a while and found that it was driving towards the castle again.

He hurried to ask: "Wait, just take us downtown to Hilton. The company has already booked a room...”

Miley doesn't dare to ignore his opinions directly now. She glanced at Shubo in the car's endoscope. Shubo's eyes were blue, and she held him tight. "Is our family bad? ”

This is our home...

Luo Ding looked at his serious expression without any moisture. After a long period of silence, he remained silent.

Gu Yaxing probably saw the ancient castle for the first time. After getting out of the car, he looked around without showing any trace for a long time. However, Wu Fangyuan came here once, meaning that he was familiar with the road. The items were also handed over politely to the maid, who stayed in the same way as the room was last arranged. When Rodin's room and Duan Shubo were heard together, Gu Yaxing's footsteps slightly paused.

Rodin remembered that he had locked the door, and when he came out in the bathrobe after bathing, he saw a repair leg sitting on his bed.

“...” Rodin frowned and went to the door. The door was locked as usual, "How did you get in? ”

Duan Huebo stared at his expression and fell on the bed, turning over and holding his face in his face: “Guess. ”

Rodin stood there and looked at him for a while, his eyebrows picked up and quickly searched the wall. When he opened the wardrobe door, he smiled, and the previously tidy hanger gap was now wide, narrow and messy, obviously temporarily rationalized. Removing his clothes, he stroked the wall behind the wardrobe, and a moment later, he did touch a dark armrest that did not lift his eyes.

It's embedded in the wall, and there's a small gap that you can pull out.

Luo Ding sighed, this man is really boring, so just want to live together and say straight, why are you still making these ghost eyes...

Duan Shubo had already stood up. He stood behind him when he searched for the dark door. At this point, watching him stop and look back at himself, he understood that he had discovered the truth. He suddenly and happily held Rodin's waist up.

Rodin is thin, but has a low body fat ratio, and the small muscles on her body are still strong and not light enough. Duan Xiubo, as if he was not bothered at all, threw him directly into bed at height.

The next second he jumped quickly, he was a lap older than Rodin and easily covered him. Then he buried his head in his neck and rubbed it.

Rodin couldn't help laughing. He caressed the back of Hub's head and whispered, "What's going on? At the airport today? ”

Duan Xiubao rubbed off and didn't answer at first. After a while, he swallowed up and said: “It's my dad. ”

“Hmm?”

“He came back to me and wanted me to go back. ”

“Don't you want to go back? ”

“Mmm.”

“What's bothering you? ”

“...” Duan Xiubo glanced at him, “Ah? ”

Rodin was hilarious and helpless. He reached out and rubbed his face. His hair was a little longer than the last time he saw him, and he could hang his fingers smoothly. This is the long hairy cat that evolved from the short hairy cat.

“You've got an idea. What's bothering you? Why don't you just make up your mind? ”

Duan Shubo and he looked at each other for a while and went back down exasperatedly, pressing Rodin's breath almost didn't catch up.

And listen to him whining and whining about his father.

“He never cared about me, he never cared about all my news. When I was a kid, he used to even remember my age wrong...”

“… I said I was leaving, he didn't even have a word to save, and he just signed off on it. I have to make an appointment with the secretary when I meet him...”

“... the last time you met him at the Half Mountain Hotel, I heard he had a new son again. That time I took you away from him, he also asked Yu Shaotian to bring me a message threatening to sever my relationship...”

Luo Ding gently touched Xiubo's back and heard the other party's unexpected tone of intense words. I'm sure he's had these grumpy memories for a long time. Growing up in that environment, Rodin also felt strange about the pits. How could a child not be distorted without caring? He also enjoyed the gentle care of his parents in his previous life, at least as a child, and Shubo was a purely material, residual child.

Thank goodness it won't be long.

“And then what?” See that Duan Shubo stopped and Rodin asked.

Then he felt the other side climb up to relieve most of the weight pressed on him, his eyes squinting and laughing in a special relief: “How old are you? Confidence in yourself, too. There's no doubt about having a baby with such a big, young wife. ”

Luo Ding stunned: “What do you mean...” He reacted quickly, widening his eyes, "... No way? ”

Duan Shu Bohaha laughed, his side of the laugh crouched into a bunch of beds: “The child had been at home before, and when he took him out to meet someone in 18 months, my uncles immediately noticed something was wrong. Said he was furious when he told him, and when the appraisal report came out, it was like the whole person had been struck by lightning. ”

Laughter lasted only a brief moment, Duan Huebo calmed down quickly, and there was really nothing funny about it, it was just a relief.

“Stop talking about him, spoil the fun.” Duan Shubo sat half way up and lifted his hand over Rodin, dripping smoothly on both sides of his forehead with a slight splash of water vapor, his eyes focused, "Rodin, we both lived our lives, other people's affairs had nothing to do with us. ”

Rodin covered his hand and softly mumbled.

Duan Shubo paused for a while and suddenly said, "Shall we go get married? ”

“...” Rodin reacted for a while, "huh? ”

As a result, Hubert began to worry about things with particular seriousness: "You said my father's heart wasn't genetic, right? What if I go to Mitsubishi too? My father has signed property agreements since his first marriage, and still does, without restraint, in turmoil. I don't learn from him, I give you immigration, and then we get married, sign a prenup, and whoever cheats is out of the house. I'm sure I won't be like him. ”

Rodin blinked, so he pushed himself into the fire pit. For the first time in his life.

Duan Xiubo pushed him: “How's it going? ”

Rodin was a little moved, more embarrassed, pushed him: “Fuck off! ”

Duan Shubo glared at him suddenly: "Don't you agree?! ”

See each other's face ‘Do you disagree that this is going to be new and boring in the future? Tell me about the expression', Rodin especially simply grabbed his neck and pressed it down, blocking it.

Duan Shubo is sometimes particularly romantic, and sometimes it's incredible to be vulgar. Even the otherwise vulgar Rodine can't stand him any longer.

* * * * * * * *

Backstage, Xu Zhen controls the electric wheelchair to the floor mirror. Dance troupes often perform in the venue. These landing mirrors are often used to tidy up dancers' clothes, which is of little use to Xu Zhen.

Keeping your left hand in a good position on the armrest, shake your right hand open the thick blanket embroidered by your hand on your leg, starting at the waist and hanging directly over your foot.

He stared at himself in the mirror and the light was bright, making his face look better. He had to reach out and try to touch his face in the mirror, but when the wheelchair moved forward, he was held against the mirror by his knees and could not go any further.

Slow trembled and stretched out his right hand for a while, suddenly he pulled a blanket off his leg and slammed it away, then pressed the forward and backward keys of the wheelchair so hard to try again and again. The wheelchair retracted, forward, hit the knee one time, retracted, forward, hit the knee, the speed was not fast, the force was not large, except for the impact sound, the slow vibration did not feel a bit of pain.

It's not the impact. It's his fault.

After a while, he stopped this senseless attempt and slowly covered his hands on his empty trousers. The caregivers' massage was nothing but a cure, and the doctor himself told him that he had no hope of recovering, that his legs had begun to shrink after such a long hiatus, that his legs were getting thinner and that even his feet were beginning to deform. Now in the bath, Xu Zhen never looked at his body. The last time he accidentally lowered his head and saw his knee skin wrinkled like a sand dog, he was stunned for a long time, then smashed the bathtub at home with a shower nozzle.

When he woke up, the violence made him realize that he was starting to feel something wrong and that his memory of the attack was still there, but at that time he could only stand by and let his body move like a calm bystander.

That was not his intention.

Xu Zhen sat down for a while and started the wheelchair toward the blanket that had been thrown at the corner of the wall.

The door pushed open and the caregiver's voice came out of the door seam: “Director Xu, Mr. Su said he wanted to talk to you. ”

Xu Zhenzhen also didn't lift his head: “I don't have time. ”

The caregiver hesitated for a while and was too scared to talk when Xu Zhenzheng seized. He had to close the door and face the phone: “Mr. Su, Director Xu said he was not available. ”

The power of this message is also first-rate.

Su Shengbai didn't understand anything else. The voice on the phone brought a cry: “I beg you! I really have something particularly important to tell him, please help me ask again, just say it is especially important, or you can come to the theater door with a pass to pick me up...”

Xu weighed a lot of benefits. The caregiver couldn't stand the temptation. Think about it or spell it again. Pushing the door just to talk, Xu Zhen, who was close as a ghost, gave a short scream.

Xu vibrated without expression, he couldn't get the blanket at the corner of the wall, so his legs were still empty and uncovered. He didn't look up, lifted his eyelids and looked straight up from the bottom. The anger of the triangle eyes combined with the ghostly gaze was quite perfect.

“Give me the phone. ”

The caregiver handed him the phone with great care.

Xu Zhenbai snorted at the phone. Without waiting for him to talk, Su Shengbai quickly realized that someone had changed hands across the street and hurried to ask: “Brother Xu! Brother Xu! I'm at the door. Can you get me an admission permit? ”

Xu Zhen just said one thing: “Don't call me. ”

“Brother Xu!!!!” Su Sheng's white voice on the other end of the phone became warlord and sharp, "" Assassin "is finished! What press conference are you having? Will you stop it? Let me in, will you? ”

Xu Zhen just sneered.

Su Shengbai's speculation became real and he howled almost crumbly: “What else are you not satisfied with?!?! Why do you have to do this now?!!! ”

The other party was still screaming, and Xu Zhenzheng glanced out, removing the phone from his ear and staring at the big red hanging key on the screen.

A long defiant smile was slowly squeezed out of his face, and the caregiver had long experience sliding carefully toward the roots of the wall. Less than a breathing hour later, he threw his phone out of the house and smashed it on the wall across the hall. After a muffled sound, the fruit machine screen broke into mosaic and softened at the corner of the wall. Xu Zhen stared at the garbage for a while and grinned with an over-the-tooth smile.

The phone was hung up after a muffled sound. Susan cried white tears and her head was spinning at high speed.

He quickly did the most appropriate response for the situation: run.

As fast as you can, just get out of here.

I went home and packed the simplest warm clothes, stuffed half the suitcase, picked up the money, a backpack and a small box of cash. He then quickly went to the company and borrowed the identity cards of several artists, saying they were temporary and useful, and then chose between flights and trains, all to buy tickets to different destinations.

Sweaty inside the car, pungent smell, stinking feet, kids screaming excitedly as they run, men playing cards, women gossiping and singing.

He had been separated from this class for too long, so easily he could be a human being, but overnight he was struck back.

Just enjoy it and let him come back to “simple” again. Su Shengbai is already hard to get used to.

He was particularly sudden in the train, dressed in a trendy and sophisticated way, and the people around him were actually watching him quietly. However, Su Sheng's heart was in chaos nowadays, and there was no time to put it on the outside. His eyes were straight and he was constantly comforting himself in his heart. Perhaps Xu Zhen's role at this press conference was just to... announce his work? Or retreating?

Passing the big station, the signal was full, he turned on the phone he had just bought without his ID card, cut to the news channel, and unexpectedly saw the video of Xu Zhen press conference hanging from the most prominent part of the front page, very short, only 12 minutes.

He almost trembled into the place.

The slow, sandy sound of slow vibration comes from the headphones--

“I want to confess a few things to the public...”

He took out the original certificate of marriage to Cao Dingkun and placed it under the camera of the big silver screen with his own hands. Every word was clear and easy to understand.

After a brief silence, the reporter on the scene rioted and started asking questions like flies entering the vegetable market. The microphone was about to reach from the bottom of the stage to the stage, and someone quickly reacted: “Do you announce that you want to fight for the funds and real estate that Mr. Cao left behind? ”

Xu Zhen hey hey laughed, that laugh made Su Sheng white back a standing sweat.

Then Su Sheng opened his eyes to see what Xu Zhenzhao had said in the lens that began to shake slightly. The caregiver brought him a recording pen and a box of storage cards.

In the eyes of all, the audio recorded therein opens the door to a new world for the public.

Su Sheng covered his mouth with tears drawn from his orbit and dropped along his eyelashes onto the screen, which he quickly wiped dry.

So long ago...

After the accident, he asked Xu Zhen to crush the incident that killed Cao Dingkun, Xu Zhen and every conversation he had with him, and all the sweet private room words he said, word for word, blatant, word for word, shame.

As a former singer, Su Shengbai's voice was recognizable, and even the post-distortion recording could clearly tell who the conversation was with.

Journalists on the scene had no idea that Xu Zhen at this press conference would give such sudden and explosive news, listening to the brief content of those recordings, he could not even hear his voice on the scene for a while. A few seconds after the audio ended, people started to react and start asking questions.

“Are you trying to tell us that Cao… Teacher Cao Dingkun's car accident was not just an accident?! ”

“Can you guarantee the absolute truth of the audio?! ”

More of the live noise that Su Shengbai heard from the shooting was yelling to get support in the stage to report.

Everyone seemed to be watching the play, and he and Xu Zhen moved away from the screen and became real people in the play.

Xu Zhen's voice is very slow, calm and heavy.

But the look on his face, it was easy for everyone to see.

“I'm sorry Cao Dingkun.” Xu Zhenbai laughed, "I suppressed Su Shengbai's murder, purely for my future and interests. But as I am now, there is no difference between death and life. Cao spent his whole life for me. I can't even come to give him white. He's got a really good life habit. He never drives.” He looked red for a moment, but it didn't change much, “the audio was only recorded later, which was the scene of the car accident that I first came into contact with.” He took out a book of documents packaged in sealed bags, opened them, turned them over, and the field investigation inside revealed traces of repeated strikes behind the accident vehicle, as well as residual paint from the wreckage that had been scratched by other vehicles.

“I also installed a driving recorder in my car, which I later removed prior to the investigation and kept. ”

Turning it on, he was very skillful at transferring the recorded disk to a location, apparently watching the video countless times.

Night, mountain roads, downhill, tugged branches, Susan's crying in the background.

A business car appeared in front, slower and closer!

Impact!

A deafening roar!

Another impact!

The car in front was shaken down the window and Cao Dingkun yelled: “Are you fucking crazy!!!? ”

Again, without hesitation, the power of the Land Cruiser shoveled the business car almost entirely out of the sky, and after the stinging braking sound, it was constantly muffled.

In the car, a pair of hands appeared in the picture, held onto the bench, trembling and touching the phone.

A moment later, Su Sheng whispered a cry: “Brother Xu... I killed...”

Su Shengbai turned off a spiritual image and found himself starting to get cold from his toes, trembling like a sieve of bran.

Bean-sized sweat beads appeared on his forehead. He wanted to take paper from his bag and tried it several times without success. He could only wipe the sweat off with his sleeves.

Something was wrong with him, and the middle-aged woman with the yellow skin approached him with the country voice and asked him, "Brother, are you sick? ”

Su Shengbai stared at her for a while before recovering his breath. He gasped as if after exertion, and shook his head in a hurry: “I'm fine. ”

They also wanted to ask Susan White Pressed Low Hat to put things away and walk away.

Almost to the station. He can't get off at the destination. Anyway, now that things have been lost, the police are definitely going to arrest him. Find a safe place to hide. He brings out all his savings, two million, a little bit of savings, and that's what ordinary people spend all their lives on.

He doesn't want to go to jail, he doesn't want to die.

In the car, watching him leave, a child lying on his knees suddenly said, "Dad, there was a lot of money in that uncle's bag. ”

The adult didn't take it seriously and asked him with a smile: "How do you know? You went over there? ”

The kid answered very seriously, "I saw a lot when he just released the computer, and it's falling out. ”

The adult rubbed the child's face and put him to sleep.

Several young men with different hair colors arrived in the car, sat upright and looked at each other with excited eyes in the direction of Su Shengbai leaving.

* * * * * * *

Duan Shubo seemed to have absolutely nothing to do these days. He was on call 24 hours a day to prepare the red carpet with Rodin. Luoding asked himself if he was ready, and he smiled and replied, “I'm so handsome, why can't I hold the red carpet?” The Golden Lion Award is disdainful between words.

Rodin thinks he's really upset about something like honor, and sometimes even a little angry about his disrespect.

Both men were best-featured, and Duan Shubo's most recent words were: "You will definitely win the award. ”

This gives Rodin a sense of the ultimate throne of a heavyweight film festival like the Golden Lion.

The brand's clothes arrived, and Duan Huebo put down the needle, cufflinks and watches he was comparing to Robert's figure and hurried out: “I'll get them for you. ”

Rodin circled around the house, which seemed like a house dedicated to putting jewellery for a repair. Before seeing this room, Rodin had no idea how men might have so much jewelry, but now three and a half of the four walls are covered with various shelves and drawers. Once opened, the perfume, tie, watch, earrings, handkerchief, tie hanging on the tie were so small that he could almost see the flowers.

Retracting his gaze from the cuffs of a pair of sapphires big enough for silkworm beans, Rodin thought that there was also a needle tip watch brought from the country and went out to get it. When he bent over and turned his luggage, Yuguang swept into the wardrobe and suddenly moved in his heart.

He hasn't been to Hubert's room yet.

The other party always breaks in like this unreasonably. He should see it too, right?

The darkroom door pushed open well and a small force was applied to see the gap.

Duan Shubo's wardrobe didn't have any clothes. It was a doorway, and he could step out with one foot.

As soon as he walked into the house, Rodin thought he had come to the study.

All three walls he could see were tidy cabinets.

“...” Rodin paddled across the other side of the bed with a surprising gaze... isn't that his album?

I go, there are so many?!

Half the walls are the EPs and records that Rodin once produced, but at first glance, they're spectacular.

Rodin stepped out of the closet, turned around, looked across the books and miscellaneous objects elsewhere, and just felt the corner of his eyes flashed with a glimmer of gold, pausing his footsteps.

It was in his eyes that he really felt the unbelievable surprise.

Medal trophies and awards filled with a whole wall.

Arrange from the bottom, sports medals, marathon medals, rugby trophies, football trophies, basketball trophies, ice pot trophies received as a child...

Even a variety of prestige trophies awarded by schools.

The top floors are post-work recognition.

From the very beginning, the Little Film Festival Rookie Awards jumped quickly to some of the festival's most popular trophies, the Best Men's Actress trophies, and even the team's collective trophies he didn't know how to get back.

These things are neatly arranged, and the bottoms, the wooden ones, the ornaments are all neat, like tailor-made.

The fiber dust on which the glass is wiped is spotless.

Rodin looked almost stunned and quickly retracted into the wardrobe as soon as he heard the door lock spinning, closing the dark door and tidying up his clothes.

He stood in the room for a while before he found the watch. Back in the jewelry room, Duan Huebo was already waiting there.

“Nice outfit.” Duan Xiubao said, “The cut is definitely better than the high cut, you must have worked well with D&S. These brands are often used. ”

Luo Ding smiled at him, leaving him to untie himself and the tie he had just worn, staring at the man who seriously untied his shirt, Luo Ding suddenly asked: “We are in a competitive relationship now, you think so carefully for me really doesn't feel something wrong? ”

Duan Shubo glanced at him and looked up with special pride at Rodin's smiling eyes.

“Don't underestimate people, it's just a Golden Lion Award, it's nothing compared to you. ”

He didn't feel right when he said that, and the wording could break the heart of the glass. He lowered his head to try to explain and looked at Rodingsoft.

Almost drowned him in there.

Duan Shubo: “…?” Hey, did Luo Xiaoding laugh at the beans today? Why are you in such a good mood?

I laughed at the beans.