The Last Shot [Entertainment]

Jian Chuan sat in a greasy tea restaurant, looking at his watch frequently until Sheng Zhaoliang appeared at the door.

"I'm sorry, the road is a bit congested." Sheng Zhaoliang sat down opposite Jian Chuan according to his clothes.

Jian Chuan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here early." After speaking, he asked the waiter to come over and quickly ordered, "Their morning tea is delicious, you can try it."

Sheng Zhaoliang nodded, and cut to the chase: "How about Bocheng?"

Jian Chuan waved his hand and made a laborious expression: "I don't know what the original family is doing recently, Bocheng is now dismantled into pieces, I asked the brothers over there who are in charge of film investment, they are panicking now, A lot of projects have been stopped, and I don’t know when the sky will change, so Bocheng must not go on this road.”

Sheng Zhaoliang fell silent.Sheng Zhaoliang has already screened companies that are capable and willing to do this kind of subject matter, and after repeatedly hitting the wall, only Bocheng is left, but he didn't expect that the last straw was not life-saving, but like a camel's back.

"Director Sheng." Jian Chuan said anxiously, implying that he might not be able to stand up now, and whether he can continue to be a director is unknown, "I don't think the situation is clear yet, why don't you stay silent for a while? Yes, although professional life cannot be wasted, but if you continue to show your face now, maybe someone will have another trick."

"It's because I didn't figure it out that I have to continue. Otherwise, where would I know who is tripping me up?" Sheng Zhaoliang remained expressionless, and then said, "Jian Chuan, I'm going to trouble you today, and I won't waste your time. Well, I'll look into this matter myself."

As he said that he was about to stand up, Jian Chuan became a little anxious. Although he has done a lot of useless work for Sheng Zhaoliang recently, and this person can't persuade him, he really planned to meet him today. It's a waste of time for the guys who come in to eat morning tea, but at the moment Sheng Zhaoliang is going to fight alone, Jian Chuan feels sorry.

"Actually, I heard some rumors..." Jian Chuan hesitated a little, "I don't know if it's accurate, hey, I didn't plan to tell you, I'm really afraid of you because of your temper."

Sheng Zhaoliang was impatient: "Say anything quickly."

"Do you still have contact with Yu Su?"

"No."

Jian Chuan looked a bit embarrassed: "Actually, although you and Yu Su didn't say it clearly, the people around us still feel a little bit, so it doesn't rule out that people outside our circle know."

"Then?"

"Yu Su seemed to be involved with a rich second generation in the United States before. I heard that the rich second generation returned to China recently. As soon as he came, he wanted to get a share of the bowl of the film and television industry bosses above him. It was very arrogant, but also No one touched him, so this time you want to make a movie, but you can’t find half of the investment, I wonder if it has something to do with this person.”

Sheng Zhaoliang thought for a while, then simply said: "I understand."

"Understood what?" Jian Chuan felt that he was really worrying about his life, "Don't be too outrageous, this circle is still talking about capital, don't think that you have weight to compete with these rich second generations."

"Okay." Sheng Zhaoliang put on his coat, "You can take care of my affairs here, and don't interfere with what you hear or see in the future." Before Jian Chuan could speak, Sheng Zhaoliang went out, but he left After a few steps, I turned back again, just as the waiter was serving the food.

"Do you think the morning tea here is good?" Sheng Zhaoliang asked while picking up a steamed dumpling on the plate and put it into his mouth, chewed and nodded, "Pack me a copy."

Jian Chuan: "..."

Tian Jing was pressed by Bai Ai to exercise in the gym for a day. When he came back, he didn't even have the strength to press the elevator. He moved to the door. Like a drunk, he used the key Sheng Zhaoliang left him to poke the keyhole several times and failed to get in. The door was locked. opened.

Sheng Zhaoliang looked at him condescendingly and didn't speak, but it made Tian Jing feel like he was going to be cleaned up.

"Uh, you're back?"

"Well, you're back?"

Sure enough, Sheng Zhaohao seemed very upset.

Sheng Zhaoliang turned around and entered the room, Tian Jing followed tremblingly, and saw that the other party came out with a paper bag and put it on the table: "It's getting cold."

Tian Jing was exercising too much, and was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he smelled the fragrance before he could get close. He opened the bag and found a pile of food, and almost laughed out loud.

"Where have you been all day?" Sheng Zhaoliang clasped his hands, remembering that he went home early but couldn't see the fat man, and the expected scene of someone staying at home obediently waiting for him to come back didn't appear, his mood worse.

"I went to the gym." Tian Jing said while chewing on a buttered pineapple bun. It was obvious that Sheng Zhaoliang was far less attractive to him than food at this time.

Sheng Zhaoliang felt that the small flame had turned into a big flame: "How do you know how to eat?"

Tian Jing was stunned, put down the pineapple bag silently, and licked his lips.

Sheng Zhaoliang consciously made a slip of the tongue, but he didn't know how to make up for it.

"I...didn't eat a lot either. Xiaobai said not to reduce the amount immediately during the workout."

Sheng Zhaoliang saw that his face was full of loneliness, and he was a little at a loss: "I didn't mean to blame you, I just... In short, eat quickly, and don't talk to me until you finish eating."

Tian Jing just watched Sheng Zhaoliang turn away angrily, didn't understand what was going on, and ate while thinking, not daring to really finish eating, and reluctantly stopped.

As a result, Sheng Zhaoliang suddenly appeared again, which startled Tian Jing.

"Who is Xiaobai?"

Tian Jing was stunned: "Ah, it's Bai Ai, he is from here, we met today."

Sheng Zhaoliang: "...Didn't you say you want to eat it all? Why did you stop?"

Tian Jing didn't know what to do.

On the second day of cohabitation, an irreconcilable conflict occurred. Tian Jing was bewildered, went to the refrigerator to find the ingredients, and carefully made supper to coax him. Sheng Zhaoliang didn't even look at Fan Fan's omnipotent onion rings. Sitting on the sofa like a daughter-in-law, Sheng Zhaoliang was reading a book at the side, wearing a pair of low-prescription glasses that looked impersonal.

Tian Jing had no choice but to take advantage of the crispness and eat the onion rings one by one by himself. When there was the last one left, Tian Jing felt a chilly gaze.

He raised his head and saw Sheng Zhaoliang staring at his plate from the corner of his eyes.

Tian Jing pushed the plate over and whispered, "Otherwise, try one, it's really delicious."

Sheng Zhaoliang finally gave in, and put the fried golden onion rings into his mouth with his slender fingers, slightly raised his eyebrows as if surprised, and then casually licked his fingers.

Tian Jing watched from the side, and somehow his heartbeat stalled. In fact, the abstinence of the glasses and the tip of the tongue protruding from the lips were a bit too much for an older virgin like Tian Jing.

Sensing Tian Jing's fiery gaze, Sheng Zhaoliang put down his book and looked at him.

Something crackled in the air.

"How bright is the moon today, shining on Ruan Guiming with his arms folded..."

The phone rang.

Tian Jing found the phone with a blushing face, went to the balcony to pick it up, and just after picking it up, he heard Fan Fan yelling: "You fat boy! I asked you to bring me Bai Ai's photo album to let You come back to cook for me, what do you mean by sending things? Don't you miss me? "

Tian Jing covered the microphone and looked back at Sheng Zhaoliang apologetically. Sheng Zhaoliang had already got up from the sofa and walked towards him.

"I'll come back to you in a while, I'm a little busy recently."

"What are you busy with? Haven't you finished filming your movies? You have taken on a new job? How many times do you want me to tell you if you know how to combine work and rest? You go to deep mountains and old forests all day long, and you haven't even been to a nightclub. , when will you be able to break | virginity!"

Tian Jing tried his best to stick the phone to his ear, but Fan Fan was too loud, and Sheng Zhaoliang heard him. Tian Jing's hand was empty, and the phone was taken away by Sheng Zhaoliang who came quietly behind him.

Sheng Zhaoliang glanced at him, and put the phone to his ear: "Whether he's broken or not? It's not your turn to worry about it, right?"

There was a moment of silence over there, and then it exploded.

"Fuck? Sheng Zhaoliang? Are you with Tiantian?!"

"Yes."

Sheng Zhaoliang laughed, Tian Jing stared at his crescent-like eyes, and was stunned, forgetting to grab the phone back.

"I'm a sweet boyfriend now."

Tian Jing felt that a rocket was launched from his head, smoke was coming from his buttocks, and there was a sound of "咻——".

Fan Fan screamed on the other end of the phone, whether it was excitement or fright, maybe both, Sheng Zhaoliang frowned, and pressed the phone, Fan Fan continued to call non-stop, Sheng Zhaoliang simply turned off the phone.But Tian was stunned, just staring at him blankly, without any reaction.

Sheng Zhaoliang didn't know what he thought of, so he smiled viciously, tilted his head, and said to Tian Jing:

"It's not too late, how about breaking|breaking tonight?"