Chapter 77

Director Lu suddenly became angry, "what if someone can do it?" "If you can find such a person at the scene, I immediately apologize to all the staff!" "You said that..." Director Lu's eyes looked around, and finally fell on Han Dong, "let him try. He's new here. He hasn't received any training. If he can sit there, it will prove that it's your personal ability." Finish saying, a look to signal Han Dong to come over. Han Dong sits on the chair according to the director's instructions, and does not blink in front of him. As long as he can keep it for more than two minutes, his expression will naturally meet the requirements. Two minutes? Actress cold hum, if you insist on a minute without tears, I admire you "brother Han, come on! Brother Han, you are the best Shen chuhua dances and shouts passionately. Han Dong shows the classic expression of Xiao Pang squinting at people on the Internet. Lengshen is the master of every slowness, and the best partner of Han Dong's leisure and entertainment. Compared with other stunts, it's just a piece of cake, let alone eye-catching. At the beginning, the staff were all in the mood of watching the crowd, and they didn't have much expectation of Han Dong. As time went on, they secretly made a sweat for Han Dong, for fear that he would drop the chain halfway. Han Dong lived up to people's expectations, played steadily and persisted to the last second. "Director, it's time." Someone reminded me. The actress's face suddenly turned ugly. Han Dong didn't blink immediately, but continued to look ahead without a trace of focus. Director Lu suggested that the staff should be quiet and let Han Dong stick to it for a while to set an example for others. Also let the actress lose convinced, completely speechless. I do not know how long, the actress finally issued an impatient inquiry. "Director, do you want to apologize or not?" Lu director is dozing, heard this suddenly wake up, asked: "how long?" "It's been half an hour," he said Director Lu was surprised, "he hasn't blinked yet?" Don't say blink, did not move, the staff suspected that Han Dong's eyeball is silicone prosthesis. Some people specially explored it to see if it was painted on their eyelids. They thought it was ridiculous. Director Lu said to Han Dong in a proud tone, "OK, you can blink." Han Dong is still persistent and persistent. "Don't hold on, save her face." Director Lu whispered to Han Dong. Han Dong turned a deaf ear. Director Lu realized that something was wrong. He reached out and shook his hand in front of Han Dong's eyes without any reaction. Stabbing him again, there was no response. Finally, he put his ear to Han Dong's mouth and found that fell asleep. As soon as Han Dong came back from the set, someone reported the situation to Wang Zhongding. In addition to saying that director Lu had a good impression on Han Dong, he also mentioned that Han Dong fell asleep on the set. I thought Wang Zhongding would have a black face, but I didn't expect that he just hummed lightly and "strolled around" in the middle of the night. Could he not be sleepy during the day? "Mr. Wang, Miss Wan is here." Wang Zhongding nodded, "let her in." "You workaholic, have you forgotten what day it is?" Wan Liqing said as soon as she entered the office. Wang Zhongding looked at the calendar and found nothing special. Wan Liqing reminded: "today is your birthday." "Not tomorrow?" "For others, it's tomorrow, for you, it's today. Which morning didn't you spend in the office?" Make complaints about the company's business. When he returned to the company, he happened to see Wan Li Qing walking to the car park. He didn't know who to talk to, and his face was very ugly. So Han Dong followed him secretly. "I've really convinced Wang Zhongding. I'm a slave to my son. There's no one else in my eyes except my son." "Other people can be hurt, but his son can't afford to be hurt. Others are as fierce as they want to be. They have all kinds of good temper towards his son." "If it wasn't for his birthday tomorrow, I would have turned over just now." So tomorrow is his birthday Han Dong thought. "What if it's not your own? It's not like life, baby. I think if Xi Xi says no stepmother now, Wang Zhongding won't even get married! " Another big surprise bombed Han Dong's brain, isn't it his own? It's not born! No wonder Wang Zhongding's facial features don't show his descendants. I don't know why, Han Dong grinned when he heard the news. "I exaggerate? If you see his expression just now, you will know that I am not exaggerating... " Wan Liqing is saying, suddenly a familiar face jumps into the field of vision. Han Dong said with a smile, "sister-in-law, long time no see." Wan Liqing thought to herself that she was unlucky. How could she meet this nagging again? Want to hide, want to curse and can't wipe face, finally can only politely smile, speed up the pace toward his car. As a result, Han Dong followed up again. "Sister in law, don't be angry with brother Wang. It is not a bad thing for a man to love his children, which shows that he attaches importance to feelings and has a sense of responsibility. It's only because the child is too young that he can't weigh it. When the child is older, some problems will be solved naturally. Don't lose faith in brother Wang. You must stabilize your feelings. This is my last spiritual support... " Wan Liqing wants to get on the bus quickly, but Han Dong just walks in front of her and can't get around her. Finally, I couldn't bear it, and finally spewed out the words I had been holding for a long time. "What do you care? Can you stop worrying about it Bang, the door closed in front of Han Dong. Looking at the disappearing car, Han Dong looks like he hates iron but not steel. Ah It's so demoralized. Entering the office building, Han Dong finds that Wang Zhongding is also talking on the phone in the corridor, but not with Wan Liqing. "Did you have lunch? What did you eat? How many spoons of rice did you have? How many spinach did you eat? How does it taste? Well Well Dad will definitely go home today. No matter how late he is busy, he will go home to live... " After listening to Han Dong, he is more angry than Wan Li Qing, mlgb!!! Do you speak so softly? Can you smile so beautifully? Just NIMA knows how to cross with me!!! Ah, ah, ah In the evening, the sound of Jingling came from an apartment. Yu Ming peeps at the door and finds that Han Dong is beating on a piece of wood with a small hammer, as if he were making a handicraft. So he didn't ask much and went back to his room quietly. As a result, the beating continued into the middle of the night. Yu Ming finally went to Han Dong with a face that could not be bothered. "I said, are you still awake?" "Right now, it's almost finished." "What to do?" Han Dong smiles very gently, "make a wooden comb for my girlfriend." "Girlfriend?" Yu Ming is curious, "where's your girlfriend?" "On the set." "When did you get together?" "Tomorrow." Yu Ming, " Tomorrow? " "Yes, when I give her this comb, she will be with me." Han Dongshi is sure to win. Yu Ming can only wooden face back: "come on." After a while, a well-made comb was finished. Han Dong carefully wrapped the comb and put it into a gift box. I feel so sleepy that I fell asleep on the sofa. Just before two o'clock, Wang Zhongding finished what he was doing. Just as he was driving outside, a familiar figure flashed into his sight. Han Dong is walking from the direction of the apartment. His pace is much faster than before. He can't wait to do something, and he is obviously running to the office building. Thinking of his promise to his son and Han Dong's tangled nature, Wang Zhongding, even though he was worried, could only push forward with one foot. As a result, when he went out and turned left, the picture of Han Dong being hit suddenly flashed in Wang Zhongding's mind, and he stopped again. Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, Han Dong closed his eyes and rushed to it. Unfortunately, it was a step too late. The number had become 2. Han Dong had to wait for the elevator to come down. When Han Dong arrived at the door of the office, Wang Zhongding's breath was even. As usual, he sat at his desk, staring at a document that had been reviewed. Squeak - the door opened and a head came in. "Happy birthday." Wang Zhongding's body is awe inspiring. It seems that he didn't expect that Han Dong's purpose of this trip is to send blessings. Although the way is a little special, but the sincerity is absolutely enough. This time, without waiting for Han Dong to come over, Wang Zhongding went over and took the gift from Han Dong. "The gift is small and deep. The gift represents my heart." Wang Zhongding laughed, "are you sure you really represent your heart? Don't send it in the evening. It's back in the morning. " "Absolutely not." Han Dong beat his heart to show his sincerity. Wang Zhongding patted Han Dong's head, "go back." Han Dong obediently followed Wang Zhongding up the elevator.