Waiting Upon You

The reporters felt as if they had been beaten up since Feng Hao appeared on the scene. After all, this is the first man in ten years to have an affair with the actor. Just a few blurred photos and a specious report made the media hype. After half a month, it finally ended without a problem with the party's complete non-response.

However, this blockbuster news has just cooled down for more than ten days, and the two actually acted on the same stage again.

The reporters still had some scruples about Ling Lang, and they didn't dare to ask too explicit questions, but they had no taboos about Feng Hao. All kinds of privacy issues kept coming one after another. .

The manager was grinding his teeth in the audience, but the assistant was calmly scrolling through Weibo.

"What is the background of this Feng Hao? You can change it every time you say something. After 30 years of professional involvement, you are not afraid of getting caught," the manager said angrily. After so many years in the industry, he can no longer see the background behind Feng Hao. It's not simple, he is an idiot, knowing that he can't afford to offend him, so he can only talk about it now.

"Ah, here it is," the assistant found what she wanted. "Actor Wu Guanfeng accidentally fell off a horse while filming and injured himself, causing a slight fracture in his left knee. The doctor said he needs to stay in bed for a month."

"It was he who fell off the wire last time, and he was also the one who fell off the horse this time. Did gravity give him a break?"

The assistant put away the phone, "Now I know Feng Hao didn't use Ling Lang to hype it?"

The manager stopped talking, the assistant said the truth, he couldn't refute it, judging from Feng Hao's background, he didn't need to rely on Ling Lang's qualifications to become popular.

"Ling Lang is 32, and he hasn't even been in a relationship until now. Don't you think you're overdoing it?"

The manager's eyes darkened, and he didn't know what he remembered.

The assistant sighed. She patted the hair on the manager's back and said earnestly, "My daughter will always marry when she grows up, and it's time for dad to let go."

The manager turned his head and glared, "Even if I'm a father, I still want to be a father-in-law. Which side are you on?"

"Stand by your side, stand by your side," the assistant comforted him, "I absolutely support you as a father-in-law with both hands and feet."

Only then did the manager feel more at ease, and it was only after a quarter of an hour that he realized what was wrong, and said bitterly, "Day!"

"It's a great honor to have the opportunity to cooperate with seniors again so soon, and please give me more advice in the future."

After the opening ceremony, Feng Hao happily told Ling Lang that the reporter's indiscriminate bombardment just now didn't seem to affect him at all.

Ling Lang nodded expressionlessly, showing no emotion.Seeing Feng Hao this time, he didn't feel the same nervous feeling as before, but this is normal, only others are nervous in front of him, how could he feel awed by a junior.

As for the previous illusion, it is probably the aftereffect of making a movie and substituting the character.

"By the way, the TV program recorded last time was broadcast, I wonder if the senior has watched it?"

Ling Lang didn't have the habit of watching this kind of program, but this time he hesitated for a moment, "No."

Feng Hao had already prepared for this, "If the senior is interested, I have an engraved plate as a souvenir."

Ling Lang suddenly stopped in his tracks, and looked at the other party with puzzled and surprised eyes, "Why do you write everything?"

"I don't think the senior is on TV every day." Feng Hao rubbed his nose embarrassingly, "I'm a newcomer, it's rare to be on TV... I'm sorry to make you laugh."

It was only then that Ling Lang realized that Feng Hao had only debuted less than half a year ago. When he first debuted, he probably wanted to cut out a piece of news from the newspaper and keep it for collection. It has been too long, and he has already forgotten how he felt at that time.

Thinking of this, Ling Lang felt relieved, the vigilance in his eyes decreased a lot, just a moment ago, he even suspected the other party's motives, keeping the NG camera privately to improve his acting skills, doing magic tricks to show his talent, and the video was just for souvenir... Are you really thinking too much?

"If you don't like it," Feng Hao tentatively said cautiously, "I'll erase it when I go back."

"No need," Ling Lang said coldly, after a pause, he continued, "You don't have to keep saying honorifics."

There was a brief surprise on Feng Hao's expression, but he soon laughed again, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"That video." Ling Lang hesitated again, "Lend me to watch it too."

Feng Hao nodded excitedly, "Will you wait at my house to see?"

"No, just lend me the disk," Ling Lang rebuffed straight away.

"Okay," Feng Hao scratched his head, "I'll take it to the set tomorrow."

The two avoided the reporters all the way and came to the underground parking lot. Seeing Ling Lang took out the car keys, Feng Hao asked curiously, "Where is the senior's nanny car?"

"at the door."

Feng Hao came to his senses immediately, "The golden cicada has escaped its shell? It's a good plan."

"Your car didn't break down today, did it?"

Feng Hao shook his head embarrassingly, "No...then, see you tomorrow?"

Ling Lang didn't speak, but pressed the switch of the car key, and the car not far away gave a low beep as an answer.

Ling Lang walked towards his car unpreparedly, when suddenly someone came out from behind and covered his mouth, the frightened Ling Lang struggled and whimpered.

"Shut up!" the person behind said viciously.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu'" Covered with black cloth.

Ling Lang was forcibly dragged by the robbers to the corner of the underground parking lot. He felt the other person's hand leave his mouth. Just as he was about to call for help, a piece of cloth was stuffed in. Immediately afterwards, his mouth was sealed with tape. Hold on, both hands and feet are quickly fixed by tape.

The robber opened the back cover of the car and threw the bundled Ling Lang into the trunk. Ling Lang began to twist and struggle again, but the robber tied it tightly, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"Be honest, baby," the robber patted his face, and slammed the back of the car shut.

"Pass!" The director was satisfied, "One more shot from the hostage's perspective."

Ling Lang's hands and feet were tied, and the robber stretched out his hand to lift Ling Lang out of the trunk, and gently put him on the ground.

The assistant rushed over and untied Ling Lang, and the two retreated to the sidelines to watch the staff put the camera in the car and continue to take the first-person view of the hostage.

"That guy changed the script on his own again. Fortunately, he has directed it," the assistant complained with a pout.

"Is it."

"Look, this line was supposed to be 'Be honest with me!' What a treasure," the assistant showed him the script that Ling Lang had already memorized by heart.

Ling Lang didn't express any point of view, and stood quietly on the sidelines watching the man repeat "be honest, baby" to the camera.

The robber took off his mask and walked towards Ling Lang.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I offended you again today."

Ling Lang shook his head, "It's just filming."

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No." Ling Lang paused, "This is work, you don't have to always be so polite."

Feng Hao smiled when he heard this, "Okay, then if you offend me, please forgive me."

The scene in the city has been filming for a whole month, and after filming the scene in the parking lot, they will go into the mountains.

The mountains in this season still had the chill of early spring, Ling Lang was wearing a thin costume, and he could feel the cold while lying in the car.

The back cover of the car was finally opened, Ling Lang showed a difficult expression as if he hadn't seen the light for a long time, Feng Hao lifted him out rudely and threw him to the ground, the cold and wet touch of the soil instantly made Ling Lang shiver.

Feng Hao walked aside and made an angry phone call, Ling Lang twisted his body on the ground, trying to find a chance to escape.

When Feng Hao came back from the phone call, he was already angry, but when he saw that Ling Lang was dishonest, he kicked him.

"Are you not the one I want to catch?"

Ling Lang desperately shook his head.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ling Lang couldn't speak, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and tore off the tape stuck on his mouth.

Ling Lang spat out the cloth in his mouth, "You never gave me a chance to say anything!"

"You're still stubborn," Feng Hao kicked him again, "Don't tell me you can't compare your eyes?"

Ling Lang stared at him angrily.

"You stare again?" Feng Hao pulled him up by his hair, and slapped him.

The assistant director ducked his head back, as if the two slaps had been slapped on his face, he leaned into the director's ear, "There doesn't seem to be this paragraph in the script..."

The director was excited to see it, and when he heard the words, he gave him a blank look, "What do you know? This is called improvisation!"

The assistant director trembled, feeling that the director is still a ghost.

Ling Lang lowered his head, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably. Everyone present felt that this angry but daring emotion was very vividly performed, so the camera took the opportunity to push a close-up of him.

Feng Hao's role this time is a robber who kidnapped the wrong hostage. He was supposed to kidnap the rich man's son, but unfortunately he was an assistant who was about the same age as his son.

The boss refused to spend money to redeem the assistant, but the assistant saw the robber's face again. The robber, who had no way out, decided to take the assistant to the mountains to deal with him.

The road in the mountains was not easy to walk. Although Ling Lang's feet were untied, his hands were still tied behind his back, and he walked unsteadily, and Feng Hao pushed and scolded him from time to time.

"Go faster!"

While talking to Feng Hao to distract him, Ling Lang observed the terrain and waited for an opportunity to escape.

A small slope appeared in front of the right, Ling Lang gritted his teeth desperately, jumped up and rolled down the slope.

"Damn it!" Feng Hao quickly slid down the slope and chased after him. When Ling Lang rolled down the slope, he suffered a lot of bruises and sprained his feet. He got up and ran forward limping.

Feng Hao quickly caught up with Ling Lang and kicked him down from behind, "Run? Keep running?"

The furious Feng Hao punched and kicked Ling Lang. In order to reduce the damage, Ling Lang could only curl up into a ball as much as possible to protect his most vulnerable abdomen.

Feng Hao was tired from beating, so he stopped, looked around, and found that this place was empty and remote, but it was a good place to kill and abandon corpses.

"It turns out that you have chosen a geomantic treasure for yourself. Okay, I will help you."

Feng Hao tied Ling Lang to the tree, turned back and took the tool bag that fell on the bottom of the slope just now, and took out a combined shovel from it.

The staff had already made preparations in advance, Feng Hao just put on a show, and a big hole was dug.

Feng Hao threw the shovel and walked towards Ling Lang's direction, "I've been waiting for a long time, baby."

The assistant gritted his teeth, "Also tampering with the lines!"

Assistant director: "Will this change be a little bit broken?"

The director waved his hand, "This character is originally a pervert with split personality, I think it's okay to play like this."

Feng Hao untied Ling Lang from the tree and dragged him to the pit, and was about to throw him down, but Ling Lang squeezed Feng Hao down with all his strength, and he fell on the other side due to inertia, and the two started to fight again. The tearing bucket in the pit.

Ling Lang with his hands bound was no match for Feng Hao. Feng Hao rolled over and pressed Ling Lang under him. He put one hand on the opponent's neck, and his jaw tightened.

"OK! Pass!"

Ling Lang felt that the force holding his throat was gone, he let out a breath, relaxed his limbs and fell to the ground, Feng Hao was still riding on him.The filming of this scene was not finished, and the two of them were still waiting for the arrangement of the staff. The place at the bottom of the pit was small, and the two of them could only continue to maintain this awkward posture.

Feng Hao stepped back, whether it was intentional or not, his hand lightly brushed Ling Lang's private parts, and Ling Lang, who was originally relaxed, tensed all his muscles.

Sensing the momentary unnaturalness of the person below him, Feng Hao showed a smile of unknown meaning, he leaned down, and whispered in his ear with a voice that only Ling Lang could hear: "Senior, you will give away your secrets if you do this. "