love slave

Su Huaixu didn't know when Ji Yingshu left, and when he went down again, he found that Li Moshang was alone in the living room.

Li Moshang was revising the script, with a pen in his mouth, the ink was all over his collar, he didn't seem to notice it, his attention was all on the small piece of paper below, it was a ghostly talisman, Painted all over with unrecognizable words.

Su Huaixu didn't bother him, and after solving his thirst problem, he planned to turn around and go upstairs, but Li Moshang's cell phone rang just in time, and he turned on the loudspeaker directly.

A female voice came from inside: "I have to use him, otherwise I won't sell this script."

Li Moshang said blankly: "No."

"You—" the woman was also very angry, "Don't you have a good relationship with him? Why not!"

"He's not suitable." Li Moshang leaned back and changed into a comfortable position. His eyes just fell on Su Huaixu's face, so he immediately sat upright and said, "This time I want to use all newcomers."

"Then I won't sell the script."

"You won't stop selling," Li Moshang said arrogantly, "If you cooperate with me, your status in the circle will rise sharply. Think about your future, and I will wait for you to call me willingly." That day."

The woman cursed something over there, and then said: "Forget it! It's up to you, but the script cannot be changed. This is my bottom line."

"Don't worry." Li Moshang said, "I just sent you the ten drafts, please take a look."

The woman let out a burst of wailing: "Help——Director Li, you are so serious that I am under a lot of pressure. Just tell me whether this is the final draft or not?"

Li Moshang glanced at the drafts on the table and said, "I still have a little detail to change, so there should be eleven drafts."

Woman: "...I'm done, bye."

At the last second when Li Moshang was about to hang up, the woman's voice rang out in a very broken voice: "I finally know the reason for my failure, but if I had one percent of your seriousness and hard work back then, I would have done it a long time ago." I was admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University.”

Just then the phone rang "beep beep".

Su Huaixu raised his hand and sent a WeChat message to Rabbit Li: Li Moshang was admitted to Peking University back then, but he didn't go to study.

Rabbit Li:!

"Come here." Li Moshang adjusted his sitting posture, and waved to Su Huaixu, "Did you hear everything?"

"Almost." Su Huaixu ignored someone's desire to sit on his lap, and sat down next to him, "Are you still changing the script?"

"Well, I always feel that something makes me uncomfortable." Li Moshang frowned, "Are you not angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Su Huaixu froze for a moment.

"Rabbit Li wants to use you as the heroine," Li Moshang said frankly, "I rejected her."

Su Huaixu did not expect that the protagonist of the discussion between the two just now was himself. He thought it was other "models" who were closely related to Li Moshang.

But after knowing it, he didn't feel disappointed at all, he just felt that this was something Li Moshang could do.

So he shook his head: "There's nothing to be angry about."

"That's good. I'm still worried that you will get angry with me if you find out," Li Mushang said. "This male protagonist has a very different temperament from yours. It's really not suitable. More importantly..." Li Mushang seemed to be still He wanted to say something, but finally swallowed the words back.

"Huh?" Su Huaixu looked at him.

"It's nothing." How could Li Moshang say that there are too many nudity scenes in it!It's a little too unprofessional!

"Can I take a look?" Su Huaixu picked up Li Moshang's pile of ghost symbols and waved them around, "Director Li won't mind revealing business secrets, right?"

"Look at whatever you want." Li Moshang said, "You can touch and look at anything in this house."

Su Huaixu raised his eyebrows: "Anything, anywhere? Then—" Su Huaixu's eyes fell on the small dark room at the back of the living room, and Su Huaixu was quite curious about it on the first day of living here Now, he thought it should be the place where Li Moshang took pictures. In order not to infringe Li Moshang's privacy, he didn't enter without authorization, but he was very curious, "Is it possible there?"

Unexpectedly, Li Moshang's expression tightened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Everything is fine except there."

Unable to hide the disappointment in his heart, Su Huaixu said "Oh", and then asked pretending to be relaxed: "Could it be that the golden house hides the beauty inside?"

"What are you thinking about?" Li Moshang smiled and touched the back of his head and said, "Can a living person not eat, drink or go to the bathroom inside?"

Su Huaixu gave a "hmm" and flipped through Li Moshang's pile of ghost symbols.

Su Huaixu could understand.

This is not surprising, after all, he has seen it for a year.

Li Moshang is the kind of talented player who relies on inspiration, but he doesn't rely entirely on inspiration. He can catch inspiration instantly when it comes, but when there is no inspiration, he will use various methods to find inspiration.When he was obsessed with taking pictures, he had a thick notebook filled with how to shoot Su Huai's preface today.

At first, Su Huaixu couldn't understand a single word, but later on he learned to arrange and combine all the ghost symbols into a complete sentence.

It is said that men who are addicted to work are the most charming. What Su Huaixu likes to watch most is Li Moshang sitting in a dark darkroom, lighting a very dim lamp, biting the cap of his pen and writing quickly on his notebook. , it was filled with Su Huaixu's shooting plan, which was like a love letter to Su Huaixu.

He has a very thick love letter written by Li Moshang.

A person's success is never accidental, even Li Moshang's current success is the same. Others only see how many awards he has won and how much money he has made, but few people know that he can even change the script dozens of times. Every detail has been pondered back and forth, and I have written more than a dozen bald pens. When I am working, I will sit for a day or two without eating, drinking or sleeping.

Li Moshang has truly dedicated his life to art—his motto.

Seeing how persistent Li Moshang is, Su Huaixu felt that Li Moshang could persist in liking him for a long time, never thought that maybe the other party never liked him.

"So why don't you take pictures now and change to videography?" Su Huaixu put down the ghost symbol and asked, "You haven't answered me the answer to this question yet."

"Because I can't take photos now." Li Moshang said, "I answered it before."

"If you don't have a broken arm or a broken leg or a blind eye, why can't you take pictures?"

Li Moshang smiled, looked at Su Huaixu with some melancholy, and said, "Yeah, I'm not disabled, so why can't I take photos..."

Su Huaixu pinched his earlobe, and said suddenly, "Would you like to give it a try?"

"what?"

"Try shooting me," Su Huaixu said, "just like seven years ago."