Chapter 123

In the evening, the VIP room of Zhongding company ushered in a guest from a long distance, Mr. Kahn, a popular Hollywood director. Kahn is the youngest director in Hollywood. He is only 36 years old. It is also because of his young and promising, that he has created his wild and uninhibited character. On the surface, they are enthusiastic and talkative, but on the inside, they are hard to build trust with others. This time, in order to cooperate with Kahn, the company also spent a lot of effort. When we first met, Wang Zhongding gave us an invisible watch. After cutting, I felt that the needle was drawn on my arm, which was very popular with Kahn. However, Kahn still said that he would not agree to direct without suitable actors. "I have a preliminary candidate for the leading role. You can have a look first." With Wang Zhongding finished, Feng Jun handed Han Dong's photo blockbuster to Kahn. Kahn is a westerner, and his aesthetic is naturally different from that of the Orient. He is generally not optimistic about Asian actors, so he didn't expect much when he got it. As a result, after a glance, Kahn's eyeballs lit up a sharp light. "He's a Chinese male artist?" Wang Zhongding is quite proud to say: "native Chinese." "Are you mistaken? I think he should be of mixed race. There must be two kinds of blood in him. Wang Zhongding did not continue to discuss this topic with him, but directly asked, "what do you think of this actor?" "It's completely out of my expectation. I'm very satisfied." Kahn stares at Han Dong's portraits with rapture. Wang Zhongding motioned to Feng Jun to take HESI. Kahn's hand stroked the photo and made no secret of his appreciation. "This is the sexiest body I've ever seen..." Some changes have taken place in Wang Zhongding's expression. Feng Jun handed the contract to Kahn, who did not take it and still expressed his feelings towards the photos. "Although I'm a man, I still have the impulse to see such a leg." Wang Zhongding was originally watching the contract. When he heard this, he raised his eyelids, and his cold and fierce eyes flew in the past. Feng Jun coughs next to him, implying that Wang Zhongding should be calm. Cultural differences, cultural differences. Kahn didn't find Wang Zhongding's abnormality at all, and continued to have a humor with him, "don't you think so?" Wang Zhongding looks like iron. Feng Jun hastily pushed the contract to Kahn, "director Kahn, please look at our contract first." Kahn then turned his attention to business, and Wang Zhongding's face finally eased. The whole negotiation process was very smooth, Kahn said he was willing to cooperate, and the contract took half a year to sign. Before leaving, Kahn asked Wang Zhongding, "do you have any other photos of Mr. Dongdong?" "Dongdong?" Wang Zhongding seems to have some complaints about this title. Kahn nodded, "yes, don't you Chinese like to use reduplicated words to express intimacy? It's Dongdong. "No A particularly blunt answer. Kahn a face of regret expression, "well, I can only wait for the filming time to further understand." After Strauss Kahn left, Feng Jun found that Wang Zhongding didn't have the expected joy. Instead, he stared at the seat where Strauss Kahn had sat. "What's the matter?" Asked Feng Jun. "What about the picture you gave him just now?" Feng Jun casually turned over, understatement said: "should be to let director Kahn take away." Originally, there was nothing wrong with the director keeping the information about the actors, but Wang Zhongding was not happy with what he thought. Feng Jun found that Wang Zhongding was in an abnormal mood and thought that he was more serious about Kahn's words, so he said some joking words to ease the atmosphere. "It's director Kahn, too! There's no orthomorphism at all. How twisted is his heart that makes him want to * * Han Dong Wang Zhongding drank water with his back to Feng Jun, and each mouthful was very difficult to swallow At the celebration banquet, almost everyone arrived, except Wang Zhongding. Liang Jing looked at his watch and said to Li Shang, "give Mr. Wang a call and ask him why he hasn't arrived yet." Li Shang called Wang Zhongding. "Mr. Wang, where are you now? I'll pick you up. " Wang Zhongding said indifferently, "I'm not going today. There's something wrong at home. You'd like to congratulate the crew on my behalf and wish you continued to sell well at the box office. " "OK, thank you, Mr. Wang." Then, Li Shang went on stage to spread Wang Zhongding's happiness. "Mr. Wang's family is busy today, so I can't come to the scene. I'd like to congratulate you on his behalf." Within the company, the relationship between actors and executives has always been a sensitive topic. Li Shang, from making fun of Wang Zhongding to making his voice on behalf of Wei, is not afraid of gossip, which is obviously a hint of development prospects for the people present. Sure enough, as soon as he stepped down, there were a few fawners. After the celebration, Li Shang was drunk. Liang Jing had already reserved a room for Li Shang in the hotel, but Li Shang secretly took a taxi to the company. Just as Yu Ming was about to lock the door and go out, he saw Li Shang coming out of the elevator with bags of things. "Where's Dongzi?" Yu Ming replied coldly, "he's not here." As a result, Li Shang went in with his things. Yu Ming didn't want to let him into Han Dong's room. He said, "just put your things here." Li Shang still walked in and asked Yu Ming, "how's Dong Zi hurt?" "No big deal." Yu Ming said. Li Shang tried to push the door of Han Dong's room, but he did. I didn't come in to have a look the first two times, but I suddenly want to come in and have a look this time. Seeing the layout of the room, Li Shang was stunned and felt as if he had returned to the rental office of Han Dong. Although it's only half a year away from now, I feel as if I'm separated. "Why does he buy such broken furniture?" Li Shang's tone was full of drunkenness, "he Why can't he be on the stage? " If this is aimed at Yu Ming, Yu Ming will turn a deaf ear, but Han Dong can't calm down. "We had a good relationship before. I went to the election, and he gave me pants, which I still have today." "He is talented, but he doesn't know how to deal with people. Sometimes I want to help him, but as soon as I mention him to others, they shake their heads and say that Mr. Wang limits his exposure times. " "You know what? He has been squatting in front of the North film studio for five years. How patient he is! But he also destroyed his patience. He was too comfortable with the situation and used to himself “……” Li Shang was poor for a long time, but Yu Ming only said one word back to him. "Han Dong has more faults, but he is more confident than you." With these words, Yu Ming got on the elevator and left Li Shang alone at the door. When Wang Zhongding got home, Han Dong was lying on the bed in his T-shirt, performing the most common temptation of borrowing clothes. Although Wang Zhongding is several centimeters higher than Han Dong, the proportion of upper and lower body is not so adverse. So he wore the right clothes, and when he got to Han Dong, he was a little long, just covering his buttocks, leaving only two long legs. Han Dong doesn't seem to be aware of it. In fact, Yu Guang has been sweeping towards the door. Can't he stop? Sure enough, Wang Zhongding could not bear to say: "did you change my clothes?" Han Dong said with a smile, "no, my upper body is short." "I mean, have you changed from fat to thin?" Wang Zhongding was wearing loose clothes. How did he become tight on Han Dong? Han Dong dry smile twice, "take back a little waist, should not be very obvious?" Sending is one of Wang Zhongding's two favorite T-shirts. Although there are not many of his clothes, they are exquisite. I ironed it carefully and took care of it carefully. I didn't lose a millimeter after wearing it for two years. I was so surprised that the scissors were destroyed Just angry, he swept to a "little Taoist" not far away. Xi Xi is also wearing Wang Zhongding's T-shirt, which is another one he likes. This dress goes directly to the sole of the foot, which is like a Taoist robe. "How do you wear dad's clothes?" Wang Zhongding asked Xi Xi. "We can't let him steal the limelight," she hummed Wang Zhongding's heart at that time was twisted into a hemp rope. Han Dong was still laughing in the room. Sometimes he really wants to show his mind when Han Dong is sober, but he can't do it!! So, Han Dong let Wang Zhongding bang out of bed. Wang Zhongding orientated himself according to the names of two people, one in the east of his room and the other in the West. Han Dong's temporary room is reserved for Xi Xi, so it is also inflatable. In the dead of night, Wang Zhongding was lying in bed without any sleepiness. I think of things I didn't finish in the morning, the way Kahn looked at the photos, Feng Jun's twisted heart, and my changed clothes Think a lot of messy things, looking at no clue, but it comes down to very simple - Han Dong. Wang Zhongding felt that his emotions had developed in an uncontrollable direction. Suddenly, the door rang. Wang Zhongding turned to look at the door, and Han Dongzheng walked slowly in with his eyes. Wang Zhongding's breathing gradually increased, until Han Dong's body landed on the bed, and the wind suddenly reached the highest value. Han Dong lies on Wang Zhongding and suddenly opens his eyes, which makes Wang Zhongding unprepared. This is the first time that two people get close when they are sober. Wang Zhongding was still unable to let go at the beginning. When Han Dong's cheek touched his neck, the psychological defense line collapsed immediately. At the beginning, what was lying on the body was "little bastard", but in the dream was "big Mantis". Now I finally think of "big Mantis", and the one lying on the body is also "big Mantis". "Why do you come to my room if you don't sleep well?" It's the same story, but the tone has completely changed. Han Dong still looks like he's relying on Ji. "I have a back injury. I can't lie down." Wang Zhongding said: "then you can lie on your own bed. Why do you have to lie on me?" "The bed board is not as soft as you." Han Dong laughs lazily. Wang Zhongding glared at him for a while, and his eyes gradually lost their hardness. Originally stiff on the bed of the arm also slowly lifted up, palm in Han Dong's small pull landing. Suddenly, the door opened again. Sisi wrinkled her little face and rushed to bed angrily. Pull hard. Han Dong doesn't pull down. Finally, he directly lies on Han Dong's body. The little bastard's lid and the big Mantis are stacked together. It's a blessing. Wang Zhongding, "go down for me." On the third day, Han Dong clamored to go back to the crew. Wang Zhongding was black faced at that time, "what are you going to? It's just a little bit, and I'm just messing about. " Han Dong is to see good just anxious to go, don't make yourself miserable, how to continue to stay here? "I have to go, or I'm not sure." Wang Zhongding knows that he will compromise, because he is also such a person. Once something is done, it must be done. "Will you come with me?" Han Dong asked Wang Zhongding had a gloomy face and said nothing. In fact, he spent a whole week with Han Dong. Push away the work, give up the rest time, just to see Han Dong repeatedly lifting and falling into the water: in order to paint and remove the color of Han Dong, with a few kneading and massage actions If the lens is really cut, at least let Han Dong aftertaste this process, think it is worth it. With the passing of the last shot, Han Dong's crew finally finished.