After the big brother's paper man is reborn

At the same time, Zhang Yang was furious at the crew in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Filming? How do you film this? Lu Xiao is injured and unconscious, and Feng Ling is serving him day and night. Are you blind and can't see?"

All the members huddled in the hotel lobby, wrapped in down jackets and carefully loaded quails.

The assistant was forced to be pushed out, and asked him with a trembling voice against the low pressure that non-human beings could survive. "Director Zhang, but the film "Ling Xian" is being urged very hard by the theater. Do you want to see it?"

"That end of the theater is a fart!" Zhang Yang swears directly, with a half-burned cigarette dangling from his lips, his handsome face is full of impatience. "Did I promise them to schedule the Spring Festival this year?"

"Ahem, this..." The assistant was elbowed by Feng Ling's manager, and said in a low voice with a bitter face, "That..."

"What about this and that?" Zhang Yang roared impatiently with a cigarette in his mouth: "Say something quickly, and fart quickly!"

With the mood of early death and early death, the little assistant closed his eyes and shouted back. "Then we are at least qualified to know where the two male protagonists of the crew have gone?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yang took off the cigarette butt hanging from his lips, dragging the long and thin gray cigarette butt, and suddenly frowned and laughed strangely. "I've been talking for a long time, you want to find out about this."

With a cigarette between his fingers, Zhang Yang walked around the hotel lobby back and forth, his eagle-like eyes sweeping over everyone's faces.

"Who is there? Stand up!"

Shua Shua Shua, six crew members, including Feng Ling's manager, stood up.

The little assistant looked around and raised his trembling left hand hesitantly. "Yeah, count me in too."

"Okay! There is something!" Zhang Yang threw the cigarette butt on the floor tiles violently, and the hotel's disposable slippers crushed the cigarette butt that was still burning. "Then I might as well tell you that this Lu Xiao is not only an artist signed by me, but also my unmarried daughter-in-law!"

The hotel lobby was dead silent.

After a full 10 minutes, human voices buzzed, and then they rushed towards the shore like waves at night.

"Fuck, Director Zhang is declaring his sovereignty?"

"Cow batch!"

"Then what about Fengda Movie King? Did Xiao San get involved?"

Zhang Yang raised his head and roared domineeringly. "If you want to speak, speak humanly! What are you whispering?"

Still the little assistant, he timidly raised a pale and feeble hand. "Director, director, can we know which hospital the two leading actors are currently in?"

Fengling's manager, the "running calf", finally couldn't bear it any longer, stood up angrily, and confronted the 158-meter Zhang Yang with a petite body of 1.9cm. "Where is Brother Feng Ling? Where did you hide him? Does that hospital know who they are receiving and what level of star are they escorting? Do they know how to protect Brother Feng Ling? What about the reporters? What about the media?" ? Is there anyone around there asking for Brother Feng Ling's signature?"

After she asked a series of questions, Zhang Yang's ears filtered out all of them in time, and finally only heard "Feng Ling" which was mentioned repeatedly. "Feng Ling Feng Ling Feng Ling! You only know about Feng Ling!"

Zhang Yang, who had become a habit of protecting Lu Xiao, was furious, and also attacked the case. "That hospital is very secretive! Besides, isn't Lu Xiaozhang important? I tell you, at most one year, the world will be dominated by Lu Xiao's name! You can only say Lu Xiao's name!"

"Ah... this world," the little assistant asked the photographer Wilson to confirm his eyes in a daze. "Is the director crazy?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yang cast a sharp glance.

The little assistant immediately became a quail. "Ah, that, ahem...I'll go out and call the theater back."

The little assistant made a start, and the others walked out one after another, each with their own reasons, such as answering the phone call, video chatting with his girlfriend, or making an appointment for supper, all the reasons came out.

Zhang Yang popped another cigarette in satisfaction, but before he could light it, the lighter was confiscated.

A fat, white woman with five small dimples snatched the lighter.Feng Ling's manager put one hand on his hip, and shouted at him angrily: "Fuck, fuck! I can't kill you gay!"

"Hey, how did you talk?" Zhang Yang raised his thick eyebrows, and his tone was cold. "Do you think you have a long life?"

"Where is Brother Feng Ling?" Feng Ling's manager said with tears welling up in his eyes, and his eye makeup was dizzy. "Brother Feng Ling is my life! Where did you hide him?"

Zhang Yang didn't like to deal with this kind of crying woman the most in his life.He sneered with a cigarette in his mouth. "Sister Niu, it's already the 00th era, why don't you just turn over the old calendar? Gay? What do you mean?"

"Bah!" Fengling's manager's social account name is Xiaoniu who loves to run, and her surname is naturally Niu, she was born petite, and she hates people talking about her age.She was also angry immediately, raised her head, and glared at Zhang Yang. "Damn! Brother Fengling of our family has always hated men the most! Just a dead gay like you..."

"You said Feng Ling hates men?" Zhang Yang interrupted her, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket with a sneer, and dialed the video to talk to Feng Ling in front of her.

In the video, the camera is a snow-white hospital VIP room, with a large bouquet of freshly picked wild flowers on the bedside, Feng Ling holds the phone and smiles softly. "Well, Director Zhang. Is there something wrong?"

Feng Ling's voice was very soft, and the cold eyes that came from both sides were now slightly curved, and the corners of his brows and eyes smelled like dog food when he was in love.

Zhang Yang turned his mobile phone screen to Feng Ling's manager, and smiled with a cigarette in his mouth. "Your manager said that I kidnapped you, and she insisted that you hate men."

Feng Ling choked, then wrinkled his long eyebrows.The manager was overjoyed, and just about to open his mouth to ridicule Zhang Yang, he saw Feng Ling muttering and complaining: "Hush! Director Zhang, keep your voice down, don't wake him up."

The voice was as gentle as melting honey.

The agent glared at the strange boy lying on the snow-white hospital bed behind the camera. "Brother Feng Ling, who are you taking care of?"

Feng Ling frowned again. "This is my private matter."

"Brother Feng Ling!" The manager burst into tears, as if he had infinite grievances in his heart. "I brought you out with my hands, and you don't have any relatives around you. At that time, I was eager to find resources for you. At that time, at that time..."

While crying, the manager's eyes darted fiercely at the beautiful strange boy on the hospital bed.That means, there was nothing wrong with this person at that time!

Feng Ling's voice turned cold. "You brought me to debut, and I have earned enough for you in the past ten years. If you don't want to be my agent anymore, we will terminate the contract immediately when I come back!"

"Eh? No! Brother Fengling, I didn't mean that!" The manager panicked.

However, Feng Ling had already turned around and walked back to the hospital bed, and finally cut off the previous scene, it was Feng Ling who leaned down gently and said something to the boy.The boy's long eyelashes drooped, and he seemed to have been in a coma the whole time.

"See?" Zhang Yang picked up the phone, triumphantly. "Your elder brother Fengling doesn't like men? Heh! Now he wants to terminate the contract with you just because of a man."

"You're talking nonsense!" The manager wiped away his tears and said stubbornly: "He, brother Fengling, he is taking care of his younger brother, right?"

"Brother?" Zhang Yang walked out with two long legs, put his right hand in his trouser pocket, and laughed impatiently. "Have you ever seen a brother who sends flowers to his brother?"

"What happened to the flower?" The manager still had a stubborn expression on his face. "That flower is not a rose."

Zhang Yang put his hands on the door frame, turned around when he heard the sound, and gave a naughty laugh with a cigarette in his mouth. "Hehe, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand, those flowers were given to Lao Gong by Feng Ling."

Behind Zhang Yang, the manager seemed to be stuck suddenly, and was as quiet as dead.

one two Three.

Zhang Yang counted silently in his heart.

Three seconds later, an extremely ear-piercing scream erupted behind him.

Zhang Yang pushed open the door of the hotel lobby with the corners of his lips curled up, put his right hand in his trouser pocket, stood outside the forest in the barren mountains, raised his head, and suddenly thought of his Lu Arrogant.

Well, now that Feng Ling is free to take care of the body he found for Nie Qingfeng, then Lu Xiaozhang must have succeeded in building the foundation.Tomorrow, or tonight...he can visit Lu Arrogant.

Zhang Yang took down the unlit cigarette from his lips, looked at the starry sky all over the mountains and plains, and suddenly laughed seriously.

Heavy makeup at night.