The Law of the Jungle [Entertainment]

There are two ice packs on the top of the box, and a handful of water under the ice packs|Tender orange-red carrots, a total of seven or eight carrots, the size is only about the length of the palm of Suhang, it looks like it contains a lot of water, and it is most suitable for eating raw In addition, there is a bottle of carrot and rose sauce, a stainless steel spoon in the shape of rabbit ears, a box of his favorite sweet mint tea bags, and a small packet of bear biscuits that can be soaked in milk.

Seeing this, Suhang opened his mouth slightly in surprise. Unexpectedly, all the snacks delivered by someone were his favorite snacks, and he even knew the brands clearly.

Suhang endured his doubts, and after taking out all of them one by one, he found that there was something under the decorative confetti covered under the carrot—a box of FRED brand hazelnut heart chocolate.It is said that the brand was created by a cake shop owner named fred for his wife who loves sweets. FRED chocolates will introduce new flavors and packaging every year, but what remains unchanged is that there is a complete chocolate in each chocolate. Hazelnut, and therefore, the brand's Chinese name is "Zhenxin", which is a homonym for Zhenxin. It is a hot-selling chocolate brand on Valentine's Day every year.

But the chocolate will melt soon in this kind of weather, so let Zhu Yu and the others share it tomorrow, so let’s bring it to the studio tomorrow. Just thinking about it, Su Hang opened the "cover" of the book-shaped chocolate box, and was suddenly taken aback. , I saw a white card on the chocolate ball wrapped in colorful tin foil.

——It was Yu Yezhou's business card that was torn up by Su Hang when he was filming "Slide Lantern".

He almost forgot all about the business card. After a few months, Yu Yezhou still remembered it.

Su Hang snorted, took out the card and threw it on the table, took out a carrot and washed it, then sat on the deck chair by the balcony with the jar of jam in his arms, stretched his two long legs comfortably, Smear a spoonful of jam, take a bite of carrot, and the slightly cool night breeze gently sweeps over his cheeks, he is so content that he almost curls up his toes.

From then on, every night at ten o'clock in the evening, the door of the room in Suzhou and Hangzhou would be knocked by the courier brother. Sometimes it was a box of refreshing drinks, sometimes it was a bottle of red wine to sleep and relieve fatigue, or sunscreen, a big-brimmed hat, everything... ...The most ridiculous thing is that once, Su Hang interacted with Tang Ling, the heroine of "Magic Lantern", on Weibo. Tang Ling posted a good night photo of applying a mask. .

As a result, the next day, he received a box of the mask that Tang Ling strongly recommended, with dozens of pieces...Suhang couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't eat the mask, so he had to borrow flowers and present Buddha to distribute to other actors in the crew.

The only thing that is the same is that each courier box will contain a business card, one per day, and there is no redundant message.

Receiving express delivery is not too weird. The weirdest thing is that "Chuan Er, who faces the wall and thinks about it", began to repost some strange Weibo, such as "100 life tips that make novice mothers love it!", such as "Shocked ! These little habits will make you regret it for life!", or "50 home-cooked dishes that people who love food must not miss!".

Suhang: "..."

Not only Suzhou and Hangzhou, but even Chuan'er's fans wondered if his account had been hacked. After all, these fans regarded him as the big brother who was tormenting him. Not Chinese", the degree of grief among its fans can be imagined.

[@我做了杭杭了：Big, big brother, what’s wrong with you big brother!Talk to me, bro, QAQ! ]

[@yiuh233: Continuation +1//@who doesn’t change who is a dog: give big brother a second +1//@今夜two meters eight: I think big brother was taken away by the marketing account [打鼻]//@杜莲心: I think Xuan [Doraemon Surprised]//@follow the big brother: ... Do you think the big brother can save it again? ]

[@苏杭正版wife: Don’t be such a big brother, you can hate whoever you say, but we are the only ones, why are you still a marketing account? ! ]

Chuan'er doesn't have many fans. I just finished reading these interesting comments. As soon as I refreshed, this blogger madman posted a new Weibo, but it wasn't the "Shocking China" series, but headless I asked without thinking: "How do you wash the pot after cooking the sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Hmm, sweet and sour pork?Wouldn't it be that the sugar was boiled so it sticks to the pan?

Soon, Chuan'er's fans asked for him: "Brother, it's fine if you don't tear yourself up, why are you still making sweet and sour pork ribs? Ps, you must have boiled the sugar..."

Then the two had an in-depth discussion in the comments about how difficult it is to make sweet and sour pork ribs, and how difficult it is to make syrup, and finally came to a conclusion - let's make winter melon stewed pork ribs next time!

Suhang was almost amused by these fans, until the scene manager came to call for the next scene, the uncontrollable expression on his face hadn't faded away, even Fan Li, who was acting in the opposite scene, found that he was particularly happy today, and couldn't bear it. I kept asking him what was so funny.

"I have a fan, very funny." Suhang took the woolen coat and put it on, and replied casually.

Fan Li put away a box of prop cigarettes and said with a smile: "Which fan gave you Zhenxin chocolates a few days ago and taught you to put ice stickers on your shirt? Male or female... female?"

Suhang just smiled, and didn't say any more, he put his hands in his pockets, and positioned himself half sideways, Fan Li stopped joking with him, smiled and restrained his emotions, ready to start filming this scene between Wen Youhai and Wen Youhai A major event of Party X officer Mu Qingyun——

At this time, people in the secret service department were in panic because of the loss of a confidential document. Mu Qingyun was sent to investigate this matter. He took all suspicious persons into cells and interrogated them one by one. In fact, he was the most suspicious However, the only person he could be with was Wen Youhai, the "playboy" who was suddenly assigned to the Secret Service.

Although the two of them are the sons of officials and eunuchs, they used to play together when they were young, but time has passed, in such a chaotic world where life is like grass, and in such a mixed army, Mu Qingyun has long been unable to trust anyone around him, even if the other party is his childhood friend. Playmate Wen Youhai.

After confirming with the two, Liao Muran raised his hand and said, "Action!"

A few seconds later, a handsome young man came out of the interrogation room of the Secret Service. It was sunny outside and there was no cloud in the sky, but the interrogation room was always gloomy and dark, filled with lingering blood and corruption. gas.Suhang gently gathered his coat, and stood at the junction between the interrogation room and the outside. He had been imprisoned for three days, and his face was inevitably pale. At this time, the autumn sun was slightly slanting, and the sunlight like flakes was projected into the humid interrogation room He narrowed his eyes slowly, staring at the slightly swaying sycamore tree outside the secret service wall.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, a person came from behind. Suhang turned his head to see the person, and then raised a smile. He looked at this childhood friend hesitantly, and finally sighed, calling: "Mr. .”

Looking at the innocent and harmless smile of the other party, Mu Qingyun couldn't help slowing down his pace. Although he still hadn't dispelled his suspicions about Wen Youhai, he couldn't find any evidence, so he had to release him.With a cigarette between his fingers, he looked at the kid from the rich family calmly, thinking whether he was really what he appeared on the surface, and was still just the willful young master back then.

Before walking in front of people, Mu Qingyun had already opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "You Hai, do you want to go out and have a drink?"

Either Shidi is Shidi, Fan Li quickly drew Su Hang's attention into the play, he slightly turned his body sideways, only those peach blossom eyes were in his pale face. With the flickering light, he pursed the corners of his lips after a while, and said in a slightly raised voice, "Okay."

Mu Qingyun didn't use a driver, and drove by himself, while Wen Youhai supported the window edge of the co-pilot with one hand, looking out, as if he was very new to the street that had changed since he hadn't seen it for many years, even though his face had changed. He looked tired, but when he noticed Mu Qingyun's gaze, he still gave him a casual smile.

This belated harmony reminded Mu Qingyun of when he was young, he and Wen Youhai used to boast like all teenagers, saying that they would live together and die together to serve the country. , Dissipated with the wind during the change of more than ten years.

Mu Qingyun turned to look at the young man with a handsome face beside him. Although he was only detained in the cell and no punishment was imposed, it was far more miserable than his usual life. Naturally, the food was worse, and he had to endure it. Mental oppression, in just three days, this little Mr. Wen's figure seemed to be a little thinner, and his complexion was a little sluggish.

He sighed with emotion for a moment, "You Hai..."

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Wen Youhai suddenly widened his eyes in panic, and his already tormented complexion suddenly turned pale as paper. Before Mu Qingyun could react, Wen Youhai rushed over and stretched out his hand to grab him Put it in your arms!

"Qingyun, be careful—"

"boom--!"

Accompanied by a gunshot and the sound of glass shattering, Wen Youhai's body fell on his shoulders stiffly, and the woolen coat behind his back gradually oozes bright red blood, which soon stained his entire back greasy and sticky.The panicked screams of the people sounded around, Mu Qingyun shrank his eyes instantly, pulled out the gun from his waist, aimed at the assassin in front of the road, and fired continuously without hesitation!

"Youhai, Wen Youhai! Open your eyes!"

Wen Youhai tried his best to raise his head, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and then he managed to show a gratified smile. He pressed Mu Qingyun's chest with his trembling hand that was stained with his own blood, and he licked away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Blood, weakly said: "Qingyun...Although it was agreed when I was a child, we still don't want it, we will live and die together..."

When Mu Qingyun finally wiped out the enemy, Wen Youhai in his arms had already closed his eyes, and his heart tightened: "Wen Youhai!"

At the same time, his heart was tense, and there was a certain president who had just rushed to the set of "Zero" in U City Film and Television City with his things. Knowing that this was filming and the blood plasma was fake, he still unconsciously quickened his pace.

"Cut—!" Liao Muran finally shouted, he caught a glimpse of Yu Yezhou from the corner of his eye, and ordered the two people on the field, "Take a break and prepare for the next game!"

Half a minute later, Su Hang stood up suddenly from Fan Li, laughing with blood on his mouth, the two got out of the prop car, and a staff member came up to clean up the blood on their bodies, and then gave them the clothes to be worn next time .

After Su Hang walked to the dressing room, someone followed him and handed him a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

"Thank you." After thanking him, he raised his head, only to realize that this person was not Zhu Yu, but Yu Yezhou, "..."

Yu Yezhou smiled: "I'm just doing business in U City, so I'll drop by to see you, and I'll leave right away."

Suhang lowered his eyes and glanced at the paper bag in his hand.

Yu Yezhou took out a fresh-keeping box from the paper bag. As usual, the man's neatly ironed cuffs had a pair of delicate cufflinks in the shape of ginkgo leaves. The cuffs of his shirt were a standard finger longer than his suit. Less than half a point.It's just that at this moment, the big boss's always cold and proud face showed some embarrassment. It wasn't until Su Hang changed his clothes that he made up his mind to put the fresh-keeping box on the table in front of Su Hang.

"What is it?" Suhang asked lightly without blinking.

Yu Yezhou said: "Fried shrimp."

Suhang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly laughed twice: "I thought it was..."

Yu Yezhou: "What is it?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Yezhou.

Yu Yezhou wanted to look away but was reluctant. He stared at Su Hang's sly eyebrows and stared blankly, feeling weak in his heart, and honestly explained: "Originally, it was, but the sweet and sour pork ribs accidentally stuck to the pot. Already... If you want to eat, I'll order a takeaway to your room, okay?"

"not good."

Yu Yezhou looked a little disappointed, and the light in his eyes dimmed slightly. He put the box of fried shrimp back into the paper bag, and explained: "There are two small blueberry cakes I bought on the way in the bag, and they can be eaten when I'm hungry at night. Have supper."

Su Hang didn't respond either, and straightened his hair in front of the mirror.

"..." Yu Yezhou pursed his thin lips uncomfortably. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking at all, he had no choice but to find something to say, "Did the carrots taste good two days ago?"

Thinking that carrots are very suitable for the taste, Su Hang replied with a compliment: "Yeah."

"What about the rose sauce?"

"Ah."

Although there is no more to say, just "um" is enough. It is not in vain for Yu Yezhou to try so hard to recall those little habits in Suzhou and Hangzhou. To be honest, he couldn't remember clearly, and only bought it after searching all the supermarkets in Yuncheng based on his vague impression of the packaging pattern.

As long as Suhang thinks it's delicious, that's fine.

Yu Yezhou smiled and nodded: "If you like it, next time——"

"Yu Yezhou," Su Hang stood up suddenly, his eyes swept over his hands that were shedding some skin because he was not used to doing housework, and interrupted him helplessly, "What are you talking about, even if you bought it, I will Favorite snack, even if you can cook my favorite dish, so what? In the end you still won’t get anything.”

Yu Yezhou was taken aback by his words, and was in a trance for a few seconds. He stared deeply at the young man who was almost as tall as him in front of him. Rubbing the ginkgo leaves on the cuff buttons lightly, he murmured: "It's not..."

"What isn't it?" Su Hang frowned.

Yu Yezhou raised his gaze, and his eyes touched the other's slightly pale eyes, and the fundus of his eyes suddenly softened, like a pool of spring water that would be chaotic at any touch. He resisted the urge to embrace Su Hang in his arms, and said embarrassingly: "It's not that you can't get anything. You have been happier recently, isn't that all right? Suhang, I used to be bad, not gentle enough or considerate enough, and I will only make you give blindly... So now I just I want to try again what you have done to me before, I have tasted it, and then I know how good you are, and then I know where I should work hard."

Suhang said: "But I have nothing to give you, and I don't want anything from you."

"I know."

Suhang suddenly became sullen: "It's impossible for me—" It's impossible to like you like before.

"These are not important..." Yu Yezhou just spit out these words, but saw some dark and unclear things surging in Suhang's eyes, making those eyes blinded like a pair of crystal clear glass, he couldn't suppress the bottom of his heart Desire, still reached out and hugged the other party, patted his back lightly, "Okay, don't be unhappy, we will be filming later."

As soon as the words fell, a quarrel suddenly came from the prop room next door.

Su Hang suddenly pushed Yu Yezhou away, and pricked up his ears with a serious face.

"It's been a week, how does Director Liao think about it?"

"It is impossible for me to agree to your request."

"...Then you just wait to be divested!"

"As you wish."

"You - good, good you Liao Muran!"

……

After a while, there was a bang, the door of the prop room was slammed.Although they couldn't hear it completely through a wall, the situation was probably clear. Su Hang frowned, and slowly pushed open the door of the prop room, only to see Liao Muran sitting on the only window sill in the room, Smoking with legs bent, looking out the window.

He turned around when he heard the door knocking, and smiled at Su Hang indifferently: "Why are you here, come and let me see, there was a gunfight scene just now, are you not injured?"

Su Hang shook his head, only then did Liao Muran realize that there was a spirit behind him.

"Uncle Liao, what's going on with the divestment?" he asked.

"Did you hear that?" Liao Muran took a puff of the cigarette, swallowed a little bit of smoke in his throat, and then spit it out. After a long time, he explained, "It's nothing, it's just that the management doesn't know the script and doesn't know how to shoot, so they still have to change it." I didn’t agree with a single word of the script, so they threatened to withdraw the funding. Withdrawal is withdrawn, even if the show is not filmed, I will not ask them to spoil my things.”

The request from the employer to change the script often happens in the production crew. As long as the request is not excessive, they will basically agree to it. How did it get to the point where Liao Muran wanted to withdraw the capital? He has also made movies and TV shows for so many years. Never seen such a request.

"Uncle Liao..." Suhang thought for a while, and finally decided to plan for the worst, "If the capital is really withdrawn, will "Zero" be disbanded midway? If, I mean, if, the capital is really withdrawn , How much money does "Zero" need to continue?"

Liao Muran cast a deep look at him, and reported a number: "4000 million."

"The cash I can mobilize is only 3000 million, and the rest is held in the studio and real estate. If the show "Zero" wants to achieve the effect I need, it needs at least 7000 million funds to promote it." After all, Liao Muran sighed, and looked at the two people in front of him with his cigarette holder in his mouth.

"4000 million..." Suhang lowered his head, muttering something.

Yu Yezhou, on the other hand, looked like a vigilant beast. Once he stopped the warmth he had just embraced with Suhang, his whole body was full of shrewdness. He raised his jaw slightly, squinted his eyes and stared at the famous director on the window sill.

Suhang suddenly thought of a way, but because it was not a good choice, he hesitated before saying: "Uncle Liao, I may be able to raise enough funds."

Liao Muran let out a playful "Oh".

Yu Yezhou stared at Suhang in astonishment. Suhang had just returned to the right path when he was filming "Brew" and "Lantern". Don't look at him now that he won the Golden Leaf Award and became popular overnight because of the role of Little Demon King. In fact, the salary at the time of signing the contract was not much at all. After the company and the agent took the commission, it was not certain whether he would be able to keep this amount, unless he wanted to get from France——

I only heard Su Hang open his mouth and said: "I have a real estate under my name, the high-rise sea view house of Jingyuexuan, it should be sold for more than 3000 million now, and the rest of the salary I got before..."

"—Suhang?!" Yu Yezhou raised his voice in disbelief.

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