[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

The party was very successful, maybe a bit too successful, and it didn't end until almost dawn the next day. When Edmondo walked out of the room with his hair, the DJ had just left. Looking down from the 3rd floor, you can see in the lobby There are people lying in various postures in the corner, surrounded by wine bottles and drinks and gadgets that hinder human fertility.

Edmondo went to the dining room to get a pudding for breakfast, and then went to Keanu's room to check, but he wasn't there, so Edmundo opened Rui Fan's room next door, and sure enough, both of them were here.

Rui Fan was lying on the bed with his guitar in his arms, and Keanu was on the carpet with the blanket. Both of them were sleeping soundly, as if all the quarrels and conflicts did not exist.Such a warm scene inspired Edmondo to play a prank. He held back a smile and moved Keanu to the bed with Rui Fan. Then he drew mustaches for them with a marker pen and wrote "Private Property" on his forehead. ".

A prank was obviously not enough, he returned to his room, it was almost 7 o'clock, Leonardo was still in bed.

Edmondo pushed his hair back and gave him a light kiss, but he didn't get a response. Looking at the blond actor's sleeping face like a cherub, he suddenly had a bold idea——

If he moves Leonardo to Pete's room and puts the two of them on the same bed, and then opens the smallest condom and throws it next to the bed, and puts a few bills next to it... When they wake up and see When the other party and that condom, the expression on the face must be wonderful.

But the plan was cut short halfway.

Leonardo opened his eyes during the process of being moved out of bed, and his eyes met for a moment.

"……What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just helping you move around."

"But I feel that you have bad intentions."

"Ha! Then you must have misunderstood."

"--yes?"

"It's true."

Leonardo couldn't find any more evidence, so he narrowed his eyes and thought about it, and finally decided not to pursue it—if Edmondo would come to help him with his little men's morning troubles a few more times.

After listening to his suggestion, Edmondo leaned back on the bed, propped his chin up and looked over with a smile on his calf.

"Of course I'd love to," he said with a wink, "but Leo, we've run out of condoms last night and the only ones left are either size S or XL, and I'm sorry."

Leonardo, who originally only hoped that he would use his hands and mouth, suddenly turned dark. He quickly pushed off the quilt and pulled Edmundo to sit up on him, pinching his waist with a bit of venting.

"Do you think I can't use XL?" Leonardo asked in a dangerous tone.

"Well, XL is 1.45 inches in diameter, are you sure it won't slip?"

"I think you should feel it better before making a judgment!" Leonardo, who was inexplicably persistent in size, was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He pulled Edmundo's collar to make him look down at himself, very forcefully. Command: "Give me the XL."

Edmundo raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse his request.

In the end, they finished the whole set. Although it was a bit reluctant, and they only lasted a little more than 10 minutes until the final step, it proved that Leonardo could indeed use the XL size.

"—You're right, I shouldn't use a larger size condom, that thing shortened my time by at least 1/3." Leonardo complained angrily as he leaned against the pillow, "You You know I'm not just for 10 minutes, right?"

"Of course Leo, it's not the first time we've done this kind of thing." Edmondo patted him on the shoulder and pretended to comfort him, "And don't be sad, size L is already very powerful, I'm serious of."

Leonardo: ...

I don't know why, but Edmondo's words are inexplicably ironic when they come out of Edmondo's mouth.

But at this moment, Leonardo's depressed moment was interrupted by two shouts from the corridor outside the door, apparently they encountered something worse than 'xl or l' condom'——

"Edmundo, what have you done to our faces! Why can't this damn beard be washed off!"

"And what's 'private property'! Are we your little pets?"

Edmundo fell on the bed laughing, but he couldn't laugh immediately, because Leonardo took the opportunity to know that he had left the room in the morning and went to trick Rui Fan and Keanu, which means Edmondo's behavior of dragging Leonardo just now is probably also preparing to trick him.

So Leonardo got an apologetic kiss as comfort. At the same time, the two who were looking for Edmundo happened to open the door.

Afterwards, Edmondo complained about this to Anderson, who laughed mercilessly at him.

"This is your wonderful way of life, Dudu. As I said, you will overturn sooner or later." The agent gave him a smug smile, "Now the little chestnut behind you can finally be fully taken care of, I said right?"

Edmondo responded with a raised middle finger.

"I won't change my way of life." He announced with his chin raised, "I'll do my best to prepare before the next so-called punishment."

Anderson didn't want to know what the punishment for Edmondo was by those people.

……

In mid-June, Edmondo had all the filming assignments for this film. During the process, he temporarily asked Fran to make up some unplanned shots. If they are edited and spliced ​​with the main line, then the final ending It will be completely different again.

This is his unique creative process. No one knows what the final plot will be until the last minute of the editing. Fortunately, Universal gave him enough autonomy, otherwise it would be enough to get him into a lawsuit.

It seems that everything is going in a good direction.

Although there was still no thorough conversation, the conflict between Edmondo and Rui Fan disappeared, as inexplicable as it appeared, but also seemed logical.Rui Fan moved back to Edmondo's villa, but he is still active in Hollywood. He tried to accept scripts he liked to make money to pay off his debts, and he found the Dutch director George Sluize who he had worked with before to complete their interrupted cooperation project.

Two days ago, Edmondo sent over the edited sample of "Entanglement", and he is currently busy making the final version. This weekend, Universal will hold an internal screening to evaluate the quality of his film, as well as focus on key points. publicity.

"I don't understand, Rui Fan, "Black Blood" is an independent production with almost negligible cost, the plot is not good, and it tends to be closer to cult films. Why did you take it?" Edmondo said incredulously. Asked understandingly, "According to the situation that you needed to support your sister to go to school at the time, why didn't you take some commercial films, the shooting cycle is short and the money comes in quickly."

"There's no particular reason, Xia Mo (his sister)'s tuition doesn't need to be so much, and the salary I got from "Black Blood" is just enough, I just hope to leave a good ending for my Hollywood career." Rui Fan shrugged Replied, "No and I didn't think I was capable of pulling off a commercial film and guaranteed money, so I turned them down."

Edmondo was not satisfied with his answer, but he didn't say anything else. He turned the swivel chair under his buttocks and returned to the screen to continue the editing work just now.Rui Fan walked over to massage his shoulders, and the two agreed tacitly and did not bring up the question of money.His blond hair grew a bit longer, and while bending over, he brushed Edmundo's skin, Edmundo subconsciously raised his hand to fiddle with it, and Rui Fan took the opportunity to hold down his fingers.

Soon, the hands that were originally wandering around the neck and shoulders came to other places, and Rui Fan caressed the tattoo on Edmondo's lower back through his shirt.

"Hey—you don't want me to continue working, just say, everyone else is gone, we can do something else." Edmundo turned his head and gave him a blank look, "I'm counting the seconds of the soundtrack and marking, this is broken Editing software doesn’t have any functions now, so I have to manually frame, and it’s a good way to change my mind at this time.”

"I don't mean to hinder your work, but if you want, I can accept it." Rui Fan pointed to the sofa in the corner, "It's more suitable there, you lie on it, and I'll massage your back and waist."

Edmund raised an eyebrow.

Just massage?

Edmondo didn't believe it would be that simple, he firmly believed that the 'massage' mentioned by Rui Fan was some kind of unique flirting method, so he obediently lay down on the sofa and looked forward to the next thing.

However, Rui Fan's massage is really just a massage, and the technique is quite similar.

"It hurts! Don't touch it, hiss—"

"Don't move, that's where the masseur has to take care of, just bear with it and it will be fine soon."

"No, no! I don't want to bear it for a second, it hurts too much, let me go!"

"Be good, Dudu, you've been sitting all day, you need a massage."

"But really—it hurts!"

When Di Matt Moore walked into the editing room on the set, it was such a scene that could easily be distorted: Edmundo struggled to escape on the sofa, and River tried to use one hand to escape. Hold him down, and press his waist with the other hand.Perhaps it was too intense, but neither of the two noticed the extra people in the room.

Demat straightened his tie with the hand that wasn't holding his briefcase, then cleared his throat and said, "I'm assuming you have something worthwhile in your head besides sex, Mr. Edmundo Moreira .”

Rui Fan was the first to notice Dimat's existence. He stopped massaging and patted Edmondo's shoulder. Under Rui Fan's signal, the white-haired director raised his upper body and looked towards the door, panting slightly.

"Oh, hey! Mr. Demat, long time no see!" He tilted his head and brushed his messy hair back, "What brought you here, could it be that I—"

Before he could make some one-liners to tease Demat, the cold legal counsel interrupted him mercilessly.

"Don't say it's useless. I came to you today because there was a problem with the film you sent to the headquarters. It involves prosecution. You have to go with me."

Something went wrong with the movie?Involved in prosecution?

Edmundo regained his sternness almost instantly. He got up from the sofa, adjusted the hem of his clothes, and walked towards Dimat.

"Tell me specifically, what went wrong." He frowned slightly and asked sternly. He edited the film by himself and handed it to the postman. It was the fault of the company or the postman. "The police arresting people also have to repeat his crimes. Tell me, Mr. Dimat, what's wrong with my film."

Dimat was silent for a moment, then shook his head at Edmondo.

"Sorry, I didn't express clearly. There is nothing wrong with the content of your film." He explained, "It's the video tape. It was tested inside the company today, but the employees have colluded with the black market and plan to secretly record a copy and go out to make it." sold as pirated discs."

Edmondo opened his eyes wide, then clenched his fists hard.

He actually forgot that pirated video tapes and pirated discs were the main means of copyright infringement before the Internet became mainstream. He was tricked like this once in his previous life. He lost at least 1/4 of the domestic box office.

"Has the employee been caught?" Edmundo's voice was filled with obvious disgust, "How many parts were secretly recorded?"

"Caught it," DiMatter replied. "It's conservatively estimated that the secretly recorded part was 40 minutes, but he has given the disc to his accomplice, and we don't know who it is."

After a pause, he added: "Now that person is being interrogated, the higher-ups need me to take you there to discuss countermeasures. If the first 40 minutes are really leaked, then whether to re-shoot or start an emergency plan."

"Oh, my dear, believe me, we will catch the person before the CD is sold, I have a way to make that guy talk, although I have never joined a gang, but I know how they use to find traitors." Demondo said sweetly but fiercely, cracking his knuckles, "It's time to give these thieves a long memory."