fake show [entertainment circle]

"What drama?"

Jian Lin took this as a casual greeting after a chance encounter, similar to "Have you eaten" in polite speech.

But he really can't say what kind of play, but the person in front of him probably wouldn't care what he filmed.

Jian Lin was about to deal with it casually, but just as he was about to speak, Fang Luobei's cell phone rang.

Jian Lin wasn't ready to stand and wait for the other party to finish the call to continue the conversation. As soon as the man in the car picked up the phone, he nodded and left.

Fang Luobei's eyes fell on the rearview mirror on the left. In the small lens, the figure of the boy quickly disappeared.

At the same time, Zhao Xudong's voice came from the phone: "Where are you?"

The car window was raised, and Fang Luobei looked away: "Here we are." After speaking, he turned on the driver, threw the phone to the passenger, and continued driving.

Zhao Xudong's voice on the other end of the phone echoed in the car: "It's so rare, my boss is finally out."

Fang Luobei's voice was faint: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dead."

Zhao Xudong was startled, and squeezed his throat: "But I'm cheap!"

Fang Luobei snorted softly, and Zhao Xudong heard it sharply: "Yes! That's it! It's this kind of cold contempt!"

Fang Luobei's voice was neither high nor low, slowly: "Did you lose your mind after the new year?"

Zhao Xudong's mean tone: "Ah! This familiar formula! Hurt me, hurry up, continue to hurt me, so I think you are my boss."

Fang Luobei snorted again, Zhao Xudong: "Yes, that's it." He sighed with enjoyment: "Ah, familiar! Comfortable!"

The car drove past the last artificial lake, and the express hotel on the [-]th floor came into view.

Fang Luobei glanced at it, looked away, and asked, "Have you all joined the team?"

When mentioning work, Zhao Xudong immediately became serious: "If I remember correctly, today is the last day to join the team to report. However, Director Wang will be a day late, and he is still on the plane. He should be able to arrive tomorrow."

Fang Luobei didn't know what to think of, and raised his eyes again, and glanced at the high-rise building stuck in the wasteland.

I'm here to film.The four words he just heard not long ago lingered in his ears.

filming...

The corners of Fang Luobei's lips twitched slightly, joy flashed in his eyes, and he smiled lightly.

If Zhao Xudong was not on the other end of the phone, but the co-driver next to him, seeing this expression, he would be even more startled and yell: Damn it!Fuck!My boss is alive! ?

There's no way, who made a certain movie king in poor condition for as long as a year.

Specifically, it is roughly: no work for one year in the empty window.

Not only does he not work, but his life is so monotonous that he can only be divided into two states: awake and asleep.

This state directly led to Zhao Xudong not having any work to do. He stayed with him on paid holidays throughout the year, eating and sleeping all day, and almost gained 200 catties.

In fact, there is nothing to do without work, as long as you have money.But if he has money, he can't afford to say nothing for a day-he wants to say it, but his boss ignores him.

When Fang Luobei was awake, besides drinking water and reading books, he couldn't even eat two bites of food all day, let alone express any expression.

Zhao Xudong once asked him: "Aren't you bored?"

He got a deadpan look back from his boss.

Zhao Xu: "Speak."

Fang Luobei ignored him.

Zhao Xudong: "Would you like to see me again?"

Fang Luobei continued to read, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Zhao Xudong: "Can you give me an expression? Smile, ok?"

Fang Luobei turned a page of the book in his hand.

Zhao Xudong opened his mouth and shouted, "Ah!"

Fang Luobei finally had a reaction, and opened his mouth to give him three words: "Get out."

"..."

After all, Zhao Xudong is also the manager and attendant of the three gold medal winners. He used to fly around the world non-stop, and suddenly lived this kind of dry life with nothing but food and sleep. At first, he was very uncomfortable.

After a few months of adaptation, I got used to this rhythm of life, and I also looked away, what's the matter, isn't it just to provide for the elderly in advance, who doesn't know how to provide for the elderly.

He's just a little worried about his boss.

Because I don't know when it started, this three-gold actor who has been in the circle for many years and can stir up the muddy waters of the entertainment circle by himself has not shown his emotions for a long time.

And this kind of non-disclosure is not just the "unfathomable" that the outside world says, but more, it is a state of emptying:

Don't look or don't think, don't listen, don't ask, don't think, don't act.

Not paying attention to anything, not caring about anything, not interested, not emotional.

Zhao Xudong once wondered if Fang Luobei like this didn't even have "ego".

Just like a cloud in the sky, it gathers, exists, floats past, quietly, and maybe one day, it will dissipate.

Until the launch of the new project "Spring Light", Fang Luobei will resume work as one of the leading actors.

Zhao Xudong finally breathed a sigh of relief, praying for world peace and the boss being normal.

So after the Spring Festival, when Zhao Xudong came back from his hometown, he used work as an excuse to go out with Fang Luobei when he had the opportunity, thinking it was a stroll.

Early this morning, Zhao Xudong found another impeccable excuse: The interior of the studio is all set up, and you didn't care about it before, so why don't you come and see it before it starts?Don't take pictures at that time, and feel that something is inappropriate. It is easier to see the problem after a field trip.

Then Fang Luobei came.

Not long after the car drove in, I saw a familiar figure.

In fact, they are not familiar, and they have only met twice in total.

Once in a certain alley, once in front of the gate of Building 16.

Compared with the figure, the voice is more familiar: very polite, very polite, shallow and clean.

He said, "I'm here to film."

When the car was about to pass the hotel entrance, Fang Luobei thought of this answer again, and the corners of his lips twitched.

At this time, a thin figure suddenly ran out of the hotel, looking eagerly at the car, raising his arms and waving.

Fang Luobei's expression narrowed, his eyes swept over lightly, and retracted, as if he didn't see it, and he drove straight past without stopping.

Behind the rear of the car, Huang Shouzi ate a mouthful of ashes and made two peeps.

The assistant who ran out after him stopped beside him with a puzzled expression on his face.Why did you hurry down when you saw this car from a distance when you were upstairs?Who is it, the director?

Huang Shouzi looked at the assistant like an idiot, and said in a serious tone: "Director, heh, what is a director?"

assistant:"?"

Fatty Huang looked at the direction the car was leaving. Even though the other party ignored him, he didn't complain. Instead, he groaned at his assistant and said, "The director doesn't have golden thighs for me to hug."

The assistant opened his mouth foolishly, and asked: "The golden thighs just stopped, should you go to the studio, will you come over later?" If you come, you have to prepare.

After thinking about it again, he said, "Isn't it just that I'm going to come over for dinner today?" The restaurant...

Huang Shouzi said firmly: "No."

Assistant: "Really?"

Slender Huang put his hands behind his back, turned and went back to the hotel: "Whether it's true or not, if I say no, I won't."

At the gate of the base, Jian Lin and Er Pang successfully docked.

Er Fatty drove over his big delivery car, and there were two big delivery boxes on the back of the car: "It's all inside."

The guard smiled straight at the two of them, and stretched out his thumb.

Er Fatty acted coquettishly at him: "It's not forced by life. Look at my brother, he's already on the set, so he can still make a little money."

The doorman waved his hand at him, and in the other hand held a piece of barbecue beer that Er Fatty gave him: "I know, let's go in."

Jian Lin stepped into the car, turned to Er Fatty and said, "I'll get the car out later, you ride away."

Er Fatty: "Success."

Jian Lin was about to leave when he suddenly paused and turned to look at the guard: "Uncle."

The guard looked up: "?"

Jian Lin: "Can I ask, some crews here are filming."

The guard smiled: "Can there be a few production crews? Isn't this land all deserted, haven't they been built yet?"

Jian Lin: "No other crew?"

Guard: "No, it's just you guys."

Er Fatty was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Jian Lin turned around and said, "It's nothing." As soon as the car drove away, it left.

In fact, he was just asking casually, and never thought about whether Fang Luobei would have anything to do with the crew of "Chunguang". After all, the celebrity is there, and "Chunguang" is a same-sex film.

But if only their crew...

Maybe to meet someone.

Jian Lin didn't care, nor did he care, just like since he knew that Fang Luobei lived in Building 16, he never thought about why the majestic three-gold actor stayed alone during the Chinese New Year and drank porridge every day.

Soon, Jian Lin returned to the hotel.

He quickly opened two delivery boxes and delivered the meals in plastic baskets to the front desk.

When the front desk saw him, he was a little surprised, but he didn't say a word, and silently helped him take the meal inside, put it in the corner, and after setting it up, he gave Jian Lin an OK sign.

Jian Lin: "Thank you."

Receptionist: "You're welcome." Suddenly he took out a pen and a piece of paper, and suppressed his voice: "Can you sign your name for me?"

Jian Lin was taken aback, looked at the pen and paper, and said honestly, "I'm not famous."

The receptionist couldn't restrain himself, showing a little nympho expression, and with a smile, arranged the pen and paper on the table for Jian Lin: "It's not important, it's not important, anyway, it will be popular in the future." Sign first as a respect, and the sisters behind them.

Jian Lin smiled, did not refuse, picked up a pen and wrote his name on the paper, and handed it back: "Thank you."

The front desk took it and said, "Thank you."

Jian Lin nodded: "I'm sorry, goodbye."

Front desk: "No trouble, no trouble, goodbye."

Inside: My brother is so handsome and polite!

Look at the signature in his hand: my brother's handwriting is as handsome as anyone else's!

Jian Lin walked out of the hotel.

Before getting into the car, he informed Er Pang: It's delivered, let them come down to pick up the meal.

Er Fat: OK.

Jian Lin stepped into the car.

A few minutes later, a lot of people gathered at the front desk of the hotel lobby.

"Mine is Malatang, number 26."

"I fried rice, 31."

"And mine, I'm 06."

The front desk patiently squatted on the ground, looking for the corresponding meals to share with everyone, not only did not complain, but also sighed in his heart: How can our brother be so smart!There are so many copies, and I know to list the numbers for easy finding!Our brother is awesome!

At the gate of the base, Jian Lin pushed the car to Erpang.

Er Fatty raised the phone in his hand, turned the volume to the maximum, and it was full of ding ding ding transfers and red envelopes.

Er Fatty: "Did you hear that!"

Jian Lin snorted: "Yes, I heard that."

Er Fatty: "Ah, money!"

Jian Lin nodded to the uncle who was eating skewers in the guard booth, and said to Er Fatty: "Okay, I'm leaving."

Er Fatty called him: "Wait! How about I unload the delivery box, you sit in the back, and I drive you in? You have to walk back like this."

Jian Lin faced Er Fatty, stepped back and walked, and said with a smile: "You treat me as you, and you will be out of breath after running 50 meters."

Er Fatty argues: "My name is Uniform Qi! Uniform! Uniform! Uniform!"

Jian Lin smiled and said, "Get out!"

Er Fatty stepped into the car: "Okay!"

Jian Lin turned around.

After walking a few meters, I saw a car speeding towards the gate.

Jian Lin made way to the side, but saw the car approaching and braked suddenly.

Fatty Huang's assistant got out of the car with sweat on his face, and ran towards Jian Lin nervously: "Mr. Jian! Teacher Jian, you are here!"

Jian Lin paused.

Jane... teacher?