Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

In the last few days of casting, two more chairs were added next to Mo Ci, which belonged to Zhong Sheng and Lu Shizhi.

After all, acting skills are indeed imaginary to a certain extent. Some people can perform well in this role, but they are mediocre in other roles. Life and death can not come to electricity.According to Mo Ci's own argument, acting is about acting, but not entirely about acting.To be more precise, another thing that is out of acting, that is, "every one of my roles belongs to only one person, and except for the one I want, everyone else's acting is a poor imitation, Even movie kings and queens who are proficient in acting are no exception." For this reason, an unknown agent, Mr. Bei, jokingly said that in other directors' plays, he had to get in touch with each other, study the script, and fight for his acting skills. Mo Ci's play was easy. There are many, just go to the temple to offer incense sticks or find a stall for fortune-telling.Nothing else, everything depends on fate and luck.

As for the main supporting role linked to the leading role, luck is even more important, because what the opponent can give is also very important.

Mo Ci looked at Zhong Sheng and Lu Shizhi coming in, curled his lips, "Hey, you two pay attention, don't let my movie be shot in two days, but Zhong Sheng and Lu Shizhi's coming out of the closet has become a hot search. "

Lu Shizhi and Mo Ci didn't know each other very well, so he just smiled and tried to pull Zhong Sheng's hand off, but the other party hugged him even tighter.

"We're the only ones here, and you're the one who leaks the secret."

"I don't do these things. I don't want to do this. I don't want to take advantage of it. I don't want to take advantage of it. What do you want me to do?" It's the news that you broke up and I stepped in."

Zhong Sheng knew that he was afraid that the world would not mess around and flirt with people, so he sat next to Mo Ci again and let Lu Shizhi sit next to him, which was not much different from the auction. "You better put it away, or the French gentleman may not be happy."

"My backyard is very peaceful, isn't it?" Mo Ci looked away, perfectly demonstrating what it means to be confident. "Although he sometimes likes to eat vinegar, he is easy to coax. I know he won't be really angry."

"So, together?"

"Well, the night of the Jinsheng Awards." Mo Ci put away the provocative expression just now, and the arc of the corner of his mouth showed a bit of tenderness. "You're right, it's a new world, and I'm welcome. That's good news, and it's not what it seems."

Zhong Sheng also smiled, "If Beiran were here, he would definitely say congratulations that you are finally living like a human being."

"How could he have the right to talk about me before he became a good student?" Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, "But he should also come over this afternoon. He signed a child a while ago, but he is more serious than before. I guess I will try it. Jing is also reluctant, and wants to follow him."

"You let him go through the back door?"

When Mo Ci heard this sentence, Hu originally wanted to play a yellow accent, but Gu Nian landed and Lu Shizhi was present, so he chose to skip this part directly, "What does it mean to open the back door? It's just an invitation for an audition. I will give it to Huaxuan, Huaxuan It's their own company's business whether to give it to Beiran or not. It's Beiran's own doing to go through the back door, and it has nothing to do with me. "

This sentence sounds quite reasonable, but Huaxuan's has always been Beiran's, and he has the qualifications to pick only others left.So really, it's bullshit.

Zhong Sheng has always maintained an attitude of not responding to nonsense, so he did not speak at this time.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you guys look at the information. It will start at the hour."

Beiran did come in the afternoon, and when he came to say hello to Mo Ci, he saw Zhong Sheng was there, so he smiled and said, "In this case, let's call Rong Qing out, we haven't had dinner together for a long time. Will Xiao Lu go?"

Lu Shizhi frowned, "I can't go anymore, I have classes tonight, so I have to go first." After he finished speaking, he whispered into Zhong Sheng's ear, which made him laugh too.

Looking at the tenderness and sweetness of this man, Bei Ran suddenly felt that he was a bit miserable. He wanted to meet Mo Ci's eyes, but then he remembered that there was no shortage of people around him, so he gave up this idea, picked up the phone and called Rong Qing.

They went to the clubs they usually go to, and they were so private that they didn't worry about being photographed and used for news writing.Rong Qing had already arrived at this time, waiting for them in the private room and ordered the dishes.

As soon as Bei Ran came in, he praised Rong Qing's clothes today and asked, "Mo Ci, how is our child?"

Mo Ci looked at his old father's worried look, and casually raised his eyelids, the color of his eyes was more rippling than the red wine in the glass, "Oh, he looks pretty good, I like it."

"Fuck," Beiran immediately raised his vigilance, "Don't tell me that you are the one who likes the next sentence! This is not allowed."

Mo Ci continued to tease him, "How do you know what I'm going to say next? I've never seen you care so much about the artist in your hand before. Didn't you say nothing when the other party found a financial backer in private?"

Rong Qing and Zhong Sheng looked at each other, and then continued to watch the two quarrel.

"I haven't seen you attack my artists before, right? We are also friends. What are you doing like this? And he is different, he is not that kind of person."

Mo Ci probably understood when he heard this, so he stopped making trouble, "Oh, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. I have someone at home now, and I pretend to be in my heart, so I can't tell you how to tease your little artist. .”

"Are you with Yu Chu?" Bei Ran's voice raised a little, which was nothing at all, but compared with the calm expressions of Zhong Sheng and Rong Qing, it seemed a little funny. "So both of you knew it before, but I didn't?"

"Didn't I tell you this? Brother, I'm in control now," Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, somehow recalling what Zhong Sheng said before, and added another half sentence. "I plan to be an individual."

They have known each other for a long time, and they have always spoken freely and without scruples. Even Zhong Sheng, who usually talks little outside, can talk a lot in front of them.

Mo Ci lazily leaned on the back of his chair and listened to Bei Ran praise his artists, then glanced at the new message on his phone.

"Lance: Do you want me to pick you up later?"

"Well, but I'm not at the audition, I'm having dinner with my friends now."

"Lance: Have you been drinking?"

Yu Chu returned to the news conference very quickly, and Mo Ci followed his words. "How can you not drink? Have fun."

"Lance: It's better to drink less, if you get drunk, you will feel uncomfortable the next day."

Mo Ci has had a few glasses of red wine so far, but this is not at all to the point where he would be drunk. He thought that making him drunk would not be an easy task, but the words he typed did not mean that.

"What should I do? I seem to be drunk."

"Lance: Send me the location, I'll pick you up in a car later."

Mo Ci smiled and said "yes", and after sending the location, he put the phone aside and took the unfinished red wine to continue tasting.

"It's the first time I've seen his face full of yearning instead of pornography." Beiran complained.

"Just get used to it," Rong Qing blinked ambiguously, "My villa is next door to his house, and I've seen several times that the lights in his house are still on at three or four in the morning."

"Tsk." Bei Ran spurned Mo Ci's ostentatious behavior, and saw the same emotion in Zhong Sheng's eyes.

"Hey, that Yu Chu is coming to pick me up later, you play by ear, especially you, Beiran, your acting skills are the worst."

Bei Ran remembered that Mo Ci still held the audition for his young artiste, and instead of refuting the other party's insult to his poor acting skills, he asked, "What did you do that required playing by ear?"

"Oh," Mo Ci straightened his hair, "I lied to him that I was drunk, and I guess he will carry me down when the time comes."

"..."

It's time to form an "Anti-Mociism Alliance".

Beiran thought.

This person is really nothing.

Yu Chu went to pick him up later, knocked on the door of the box and went in, and saw Mo Ci sleeping on the sofa. He greeted several other people politely, then walked over and knelt down to call Mo Ci's name.

Immediately afterwards, the other three saw Mo Ci lazily opened his eyes and hung his arms around the other's neck to be carried back. This proved once again that it is not a thing for him to like to bully honest people.

But in fact, when Yu Chu carried him into the parking lot, got into the car and closed the door, Mo Ci didn't look like he was just now. He straddled Yu Chu's body and pulled his clothes while kissing.

Yu Chu let him do whatever he wanted, "This is a drunken madness, huh?"

"No," Mo Ci bit his Adam's apple, "It's to make up for the drunken sex, and it was a car/vibration, I feel exciting when I think about it."

Yu Chu didn't have this idea at first, but he was naturally ignited by being hooked by Mo Ci. He lowered his head and put his earlobe in his mouth, and pulled his belt with his hand, "I want to be on it."

"Ok?"

"You're drunk, you can't drive."

Ok?

What kind of nonsense logic is this?

And when did a foreigner start using these polysemous words?

The space in the car is already narrow, so they can't move freely with their long hands and feet inside. Mo Ci originally wanted to end quickly, but Yu Chu patiently took his time bit by bit, and could only bite Hold the hem of your sweater and be quiet.

After finishing, he went to nest in the back, feeling uncomfortable all over, and repeated the spat on himself in the process just now, and wanted to slap such an idea before.

"Driver, drive." Mo Ci raised his hand and patted the back of the chair, "I'll work after I'm comfortable."

"Of course." Yu Chu laughed, pulling up his shirt to cover the hickey marks on his skin.