Waiting Upon You

"You want to continue to work for me? That's fine," Feng Hao spread his legs, "Come through here, and you will still be my dog."

Ling Lang had never been humiliated like this before. At this moment, he could stand up and hold the defenseless Feng Hao hostage, retreat from the Qinglong Gang completely, and return to be his policeman.

However, in order to eradicate the evil forces and avenge his unjustly dead girlfriend, he trembled and took the first step, the second step...

The crowd in the hall laughed wantonly.

Ling Lang had only climbed a few steps, but Feng Hao exerted force on his leg without warning, making Ling Lang unable to advance or retreat.

Feng Hao's charming voice sounded slowly in the giant screen theater, "Do you think it's so easy to be my dog?"

On the screen, a close-up of Ling Lang's face was played. His eyes were closed, his brows were frowned, and his expression was painful.After a while, he slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. There were unwillingness, humiliation, forbearance, and determination in those eyes. The entire inner world of this undercover policeman was vividly expressed in this one shot.

"—May I ask what you think of this movie?" The reporter stopped the audience who had just watched the premiere ceremony to interview.

"It's very exciting, and the confrontation between the three men is very interesting."

"The ending is very cheating, but my father likes it very much."

"For the first time in ten years, I didn't fall asleep watching a movie."

"—What's your evaluation of the actor's performance?"

"Ling Lang is worthy of being the film king, and this time he did not disappoint."

"The boss is also a capable person, and he has not lost the slightest advantage in playing opposite the film king."

"The young master of the underworld is a newcomer? You can't tell at all."

"—The most impressive shot?"

"The scene where the boss accidentally injured his daughter with his own hands?"

"At the end, the boss pointed the gun at the undercover's head, but the undercover fell off the cliff with the young master in his arms."

"No, it should be the close-up of Ling Lang enduring the humiliation in his crotch. It is really memorable and impressive. I think this is probably the most touching scene in the whole movie. Seeing that scene At that time, I felt a kind of empathy, as if I was the one who knelt there and endured all this. A man can bend and stretch, and Ling Lang's acting skills are really amazing."

"Senior, the movie is over, let's go to the celebration party quickly, we won't be able to get out later," Feng Hao's face appeared in Ling Lang's sight, and the latter almost gave him a disgusted look.

It's not that Ling Lang has any prejudice against Feng Hao, it's just that he just watched a full 120-minute movie and was still immersed in another world, Feng Hao appeared in front of him with the face of a gangster prince , anyone will feel that their image has collapsed at that moment.

Ling Lang slowly adjusted his mood, then got up and walked out through the VIP passage.

The passageway was already surrounded by reporters, and when they saw Ling Lang coming out, a large army surrounded them with a clatter.

"Are you satisfied with your performance this time?"

"I heard that you expressed dissatisfaction with the newcomer Feng Hao who played the young master of the underworld. Is it true?"

"Someone broke the news that the scene where you were humiliated was NG many times. Is it because of this incident that you have conflicts?"

Ling Lang always did not respond to this kind of interview, but today he answered one of them for the first time, and even the manager who opened the way for him was startled.

"There is no conflict between me and Feng Hao, he is a good rookie with great potential."

The media was shocked. This innocuous sentence is just a polite sentence when it is spoken by others, but the weight is quite different when it is spoken by Ling Lang. Since Ling Lang became famous, he has never publicly praised a newcomer .For a while, all the questions pointed to Ling Lang's views on Feng Hao and the relationship between the two, trying to dig out a few more words from this actor who rarely gave interviews.

But Ling Lang obviously didn't intend to continue, and the reporter's subsequent questions were as if they were thrown into a pile of cotton without any response.Just when the reporters were full of disappointment, Feng Hao, a friend of the media, miraculously appeared behind Ling Lang.

"As for NG..."

The reporter's microphones turned in unison, and the hands pressing the shutter were all cramped.

Feng Hao continued, "Because it was the first time I worked with Teacher Ling, I was very nervous and made mistakes several times in a row. However, during the break, the teacher patiently guided me and chatted with me, which relieved my nervousness. It was only after that that the filming went so smoothly. In fact, Teacher Ling is a very kind person in private."

The manager vomited three liters of blood from the bottom of his heart, kind!I have been with him all my life and I don't know what kindness is!

The reporter seized the gap and asked again and again, "Ling Lang praised a newcomer in public for the first time, how do you feel as the person involved?"

"As far as I know, you should be the first person to describe Ling Lang with kindness. Why does he look at you with admiration alone?"

"Do you two have a good relationship?"

Feng Hao once again showed his signature smile, "Teacher Ling is my idol. I have admired him for many years. It is my great honor to be recognized by him."

"So, do the two parties still look forward to working with each other again?"

"I can't wish for it, but I don't know if Teacher Ling is still willing to support me as a junior?"

The reporter's eyes turned to Ling Lang again, he hesitated, "If there is a chance."

This Linglang-like promise brightened the eyes of all the reporters. The manager could already predict that the headlines of tomorrow's major media would definitely be the actor blessing for the newcomer. Feng Hao's stardom can be said to have a bright future.

Thinking of this, he wanted to complain again. How many newcomers pursued such an opportunity, but they all retreated under Ling Lang's indifference. This Feng Hao didn't know what ability he had, but Ling Lang, who had opposed him at first, changed his attitude in a blink of an eye. If there are two people.

After thinking about it, his movements were not delayed at all. The professional habits he had developed over the years made him an invincible road-blade machine, clearing away all obstacles on the road, and sending Ling Lang into the car as quickly as possible.

It wasn't until the car started that Ling Lang asked questions to the extra person in the car.

"Don't you have a car yourself?"

Feng Hao said with a smile, "My manager asked me to take a taxi, but it's not easy to take a taxi. Please lend me a ride."

The agent in the front seat was almost killed by his joke, but he still struggled to smooth things over, "Yeah, we're going to the hotel anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more person, not to mention that Teacher Ling is a very kind person in private Woolen cloth."

Ling Lang didn't mind the manager's sarcasm, leaned back and closed his eyes, "I don't want to attend, send Feng Hao to the hotel, and then go home."

The manager spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "What?"

"Just say there's a traffic jam and I can't make it through."

The manager was dumbfounded. Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe this excuse, okay?

"After all, you are the lead actor. I'm afraid it's inappropriate not to attend this kind of occasion, even if you show up..." The manager knew that there was no hope, but he still wanted to persevere.

"Isn't it just a dinner party? Eat at the launch, at the finale, at the premiere, and even at the box office. I'm here for filming, not for dinner," Ling Lang resolutely refused.

Feng Hao burst out laughing, "If the senior isn't going, then I won't go either. Please help me take a leave of absence by the way. The reason is that... I was stuck in the road with the senior."

The manager wants to cry but has no tears. People from this school have IQ problems, right?

Ling Lang opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "People's evaluation of me is the same whether I go or not."

The implication is that if he doesn't attend, others will say that he is playing big cards, but he has such a reputation, so he doesn't care, but for a newcomer like Feng Hao, this crime is serious.

Feng Hao said with a smile, "Senior, a highly respected person, doesn't care about others' negative comments on him, and I don't even care about it."

The manager has another mouthful of old blood. Nima added another adjective in just a few minutes. He is highly respected. He must write it down in a small notebook. In case someone asks him about Ling Lang's strengths in the future, he can at least say one or two things. Come three.

"What's more, for an unknown person like me, no one will find out even if I don't go," Feng Hao added with a self-mockery.

Only two of the three main male protagonists were missing, so it would definitely not attract the attention of others. While complaining in his heart, the manager sent a text message to the assistant waiting at the venue, telling her that the two masters were not going, and then quickly turned off the phone to avoid But the foreseeable harassment that followed.

"Since the senior is not going to the banquet, how about going to my house?" Feng Hao simply invited enthusiastically.

He hasn't even been to my house, the manager thought.

Ling Lang stared at him without making a sound.

"Will you go to my house and watch "The Eternal Life of the Brave" together? I've been very busy recently, and I haven't rewatched it for a while."

"I am here, I am alive, and I am dying. Everyone cannot escape this fate."

"You will all die sooner or later, but I, today, here, will gain eternal life."

The gun rang, the lights went out, the curtain closed, there was ten seconds of silence, and thunderous applause.

Feng Hao turned on the light, and the sudden light caused Ling Lang to close his eyes, but the scene at the end still stayed on his retina, as if it was frozen there, and did not disappear for a long time.

"It's so exciting every time I watch it," Feng Hao praised.

"From today's point of view, the acting skills are too immature, and the lines are also rough," Ling Lang's words were not modest. Many classics have been given over time, and the public's aesthetics are changing with each passing day. At the beginning, this drama that was a sensation on campus, now it seems that it is also It's just an ordinary work.

"Senior, don't underestimate yourself. At least in my mind, it is an insurmountable classic, especially the part where the main character is arrested and put on the execution ground. I have watched it many times."

After hearing his words, Ling Lang's throat was inexplicably thirsty, "Is there any water?"

"Ah, I'll get it," Feng Hao walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Ice water."

"Ok."

Ling Lang had nothing to do while waiting, and found a new CD on the DVD player, without any labels or words on it, which aroused his curiosity.

This disc is laid out in the open, presumably there is no privacy in it.

Ling Lang took out the old disk and put the new disk in. He found the remote control and pressed play.

After a blurry screen, Ling Lang's face in pain and struggle appeared on the TV.

The moment his face appeared on the TV, Ling Lang couldn't believe his eyes. It was the original film of Feng Hao's NG seven times, without any editing or processing. He watched the first episode with extremely complicated emotions. only to find out that there is a second, third time...

Ling Lang could still recall the scene when he closed his eyes. Three cameras, three camera positions, aimed at him from all directions and angles, recording every subtle expression of him on the film without reservation.

This is the first time Ling Lang saw Feng Hao's performance when he was NG. Every time when it was about to end, Feng Hao's eyes instantly became stiff and stiff, completely unable to equate with the domineering underworld prince before. No wonder the director shouts out every time.

Pass--

The director said one last time, waking Ling Lang up, and he realized that Feng Hao was standing beside him at some point.

Ling Lang looked at him with disbelief, "Why do you have these waste films?"

Feng Hao glanced at the TV, and the screen was fixed on the close-up of Ling Lang's face, "Is this what the senior is referring to? I specially asked for it from the post-production company."

"How can you get it?" The copyright of these original films belongs to the producers, and even if they are not destroyed, it is strictly forbidden to spread them outside, and even the director has no right to ask.

"He came through the back door secretly," Feng Hao winked at him, "Please don't tell me, senior."

It was only then that Ling Lang remembered that he had said that he was the producer's younger brother, "What do you want it for?"

"Because I want to improve," Feng Hao smiled sheepishly, "I want to know why I was NGed by the director so many times, and I want to find my own shortcomings in acting."

"Why did you choose this lens?"

"This paragraph left the deepest impression on me, especially," Feng Hao lowered his head slightly, "At that time, it made my seniors unhappy because of it. I really feel guilty."

"I want to reflect on myself and never make the same mistake again, so I asked the editor to carve the disc for me," Feng Hao tentatively tentatively, "Senior, do you mind? I really don't mean any harm."

Seeing Ling Lang half-believingly accepting his words, and half of his guard gone, Feng Hao remembered the water glass in his hand and passed it with both hands, "Senior, your water."

"...Thank you," Ling Lang was reminded by the thirsty throat. He took the water glass and drank it down, but he still felt hot and unbearable.

"Can I use the bathroom?"

"Don't be so cautious," Feng Hao pointed for him, "It's over there."

Ling Lang poured cold water on his face, held his breath and recited the Heart Sutra silently twice. This was a line he had memorized when he was filming before, so he could barely suppress the inexplicable heat in his heart.

Feng Hao's house is a bit big, every door is closed tightly, the only door that is open is like magic, attracting Ling Lang to investigate.

Knowing that it is impolite to enter other people's rooms without authorization, Ling Lang couldn't help but reach out to find the switch on the wall.

The light filled the whole room in an instant, Ling Lang's eyes widened in disbelief, in this room which was obviously the master bedroom, there was actually a huge photo of himself hanging on the wall.

That photo is nothing else but the last close-up of him before he was tied up and taken to the execution ground in "The Eternal Life of the Brave".

Ling Langshang didn't recover from the huge shock, so he heard a chuckle from behind, "Hehe, you found out."

He turned around abruptly, and saw another Feng Hao.