Inner entertainment first vase

When Ke Yu emerged from the corridor, he took a deep breath before walking towards the lounge.The sex scene NGed three times, Tang Zhuo gradually lost his patience, it was Cheng Cheng who took the initiative to stop and asked him to rest and adjust his state.

As soon as the man left, Tang Zhuo lit a cigarette and chatted with Cheng Cheng: "I was worried that he wouldn't be able to get out, and the psychiatrist consulted him." It’s hard to get into the show.”

It is the easiest to get involved in filming emotional scenes, which is why many fans of actor idols are strictly guarded against emotional scenes and kissing scenes, for fear of becoming emotional because of the scenes. The film "Falling" has a dense shooting schedule, a closed environment, depressive and strong emotions, and a lot of repeated body scenes. Tang Zhuo has been secretly observing Ke Yu's contact with Cheng Cheng after the scene. Unexpectedly, his eyes are weak As if the other party is a colleague.

...God, this is the number one goddess of charm in the entertainment industry who filmed eight sex scenes with him, touched her whole body, and killed people for her in the scenes.

Cheng Cheng patted the cheongsam, "Let him adjust it. Xiao Ke is doing well, much better than I expected." At this point, she remembered, "Do you know the wound on his mouth is real?"

Tang Zhuo bit his cigarette and laughed: "How is it possible? It's been a few days, and the really broken ones should heal."

"That's why he bites again every day." Cheng Cheng patted Tang Zhuo's shoulder, "Be patient with him."

Tang Zhuo was stunned, and the soot fell down.

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The phone screen lights up, the progress bar slides to the right, and skillfully pulls to the segment that is so familiar that it will be memorized. The two bodies are lingering for less than two seconds, and Sheng Guoer pushes the door open.Seeing Ke Yu was there, she suddenly became nervous and asked stammeringly, "Brother, are you ready to shoot now?"

Ke Yu glanced at the envelope in her hand: "Yuno looking for you?"

"Boss Tang asked me to hand this over to you..." Sheng Guoer approached and saw that Ke Yu was watching the movie again.

When he encountered a bottleneck, he always watched these clips of erotic intertwining over and over again, Sheng Guoer thought, maybe this is a means for him to gain inspiration and find feelings.

Ke Yu opened the envelope indifferently, and handed it back when he saw a corner of the invitation letter, "Call An Yan and tell him that I can't take time off from the set, and he will tell Tang Ye."

"Boss Tang...Boss Tang has asked for leave for you."

Ke Yu closed his eyes, and the sound of intense panting and skin caress came from a single earphone. After a while, he waved his hand lightly as if he was extremely tired: "Got it."

Sheng Guo'er withdrew, and the room returned to silence, only the sound of panting and sucking continued boringly.Ke Yu dug out the medicine box from her backpack, and after taking two pills, he poured out two more pills.This is a prescription drug, and Shen Yu prescribed it for two months, and now it has bottomed out early.

"Art sucks"

Thinking of joking with Shanglu, Ke Yu curled his lower lip.Indeed, doing art is too miserable.How good at self-sabotage he is.

Half an hour later, the filming of the last sex scene started again, and Tang Zhuo saw Ke Yu in perfect condition from the monitor.

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It is midsummer in South America. On the colorful streets of Argentina, a huge electronic billboard is almost white under the scorching sun. The screen rotates every minute, and movie posters with strong styles are shown in turn. The English of AfilmbySean&Mr.island is played at the bottom of the screen, on the street at night with neon lights, a tall silhouette bows his head and lights a cigarette.

Shang Shao called Parker and took a picture of this scene.

"Boss Shang is interested in this movie?" The customer asked with a smile.

Shang Shao tapped his thigh with his fingertips, and said in a pleasant tone, "It's my younger brother's work."

He was a busy man, and he was able to breathe a sigh of relief at night, and sent the picture to Shanglu, with the postscript "Congratulations".

Seeing his posters appearing on the streets of Buenos Aires, Phytolaca remembered it.It was eight o'clock in the morning, but he had already worked for three hours.After he clicked to save the half-finished script, he took off his glasses and rubbed the space between his brows.Uncle Ming brought coffee in: "Master, do you want to go out and relax?"

Shanglu didn't respond, and clicked on the mailbox.In order to keep his focus on creation, he has not dealt with social information for a long time. Sure enough, the organizer's shortlist notification was sent six days ago.

Not a surprise, but something to be happy about.Uncle Ming saw his young master close the notebook, push away the chair and get up: "Don't disturb me until tomorrow afternoon."

From being shortlisted to finals, the judging time is seven days.In other words, tomorrow is the day when the final result will be released.Uncle Ming followed his back, although he was very used to his style, he still said: "It's such a good thing, you might as well be happy for a long time."

His young master always deliberately kept himself from indulging in a certain emotion.Excessive use of taste buds will lose the sharpness of taste, and excessive emotional experience will make perception and empathy rough, flooded or dull.Either way is a disaster for creators.Uncle Ming knew very early on that Shanglu's happiness, boredom, touch and sadness are all artificially restrained.

The door of the studio was pushed open silently, and the constant-temperature air-conditioning burst out in an instant.In order to better preserve those paintings, the temperature here is always lower than the temperature.

Shanglu sat down in front of the easel.On the tight canvas, it was almost half copied, and the superb brushwork made Uncle Ming, a layman, unable to tell the difference between it and the real one.

"I know, Uncle Ming, I'm already happy." Shang Lu picked up the paintbrush, lowered his eyes and looked calmly at the subtle tremors that spread from his wrist to his fingers: "Enough is enough."

Before the connection was completely cut off, the lawyer Li Haiyao called in right away: "Are you kidding me? I investigated Mu Ke. There are people with this name, but they are not the same as the person in your picture—— Then again, a star told him—”

"I know, they look alike."

"Are you sure these two are not the same person?" Li Haiyao joked, "Maybe you picked up a star."

"Have you ever seen a celebrity living in a low-rent house and working as a cashier in a store?"

There is no shame in talking about the past of making money from sex.

Li Haiyao was asked, "Yes." He shrugged, "In any case, the lawyer's letter has been sent to the address you gave-how is your movie? I heard that it was shortlisted, but I haven't congratulated you yet."

Shang Lu got up, stared up at the pair of "Blue Stars" and restrained his breath, and greeted: "I don't know you still pay attention to these."

"What am I paying attention to? The assistant told me-you can do it! Cesc also sent a movie, but none of them were shortlisted! Your trailer was reposted by him!"

"Cesc?" Shanglu was startled——

Cesc Spences, the hottest commercial director and box office harvester in Hollywood in recent years.Is the same name?

Uncle Ming was packing up the cups and saucers in the study, there was a bang!The door was knocked open, Shanglu strode in, turned on the computer, entered the password, hung up the ladder and posted on Twitter in one go, entered Cesc, the homepage popped up, and Shanglu clicked in——

"Heyguys, you know, in the past few years, people have always criticized my films for being commercially speculative. Not long ago, I made a short film and participated in the Buenos Aires Film Festival—Jesus, I was not shortlisted! Among the shortlisted shortlist, I am honored to recommend you this "boring", the director Sean, and Mr. island (interesting, huh), I must say to you, this is really a work of genius, genius Your performance! This is my biggest surprise at the film festival this year! And Mr.island, I really hope to work with you one day.”

When Ke Yu received a call from the landlord, the other party held a lawyer's letter and said in a vigilant tone: "Little boy, I have a letter from you, Hong Kong Yongcheng lawyer..."

Before he could finish listening, another call came in at the same time, Mai Anyan's name flickered, and the wechat connected to wifi was beating crazily——

Ying Yin: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa a hot search!!!"