[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

The Oscars just ended, and Gaspar finished filming and returned to the United States from London. On the last night before returning, Ralph pulled Gaspar, who was about to fall asleep, to ask him to help him think of the name of the movie, perhaps because After exercising, the hormone levels in the brain are still very high, and they finally decided on an appropriate and literary name: "Like a Shadow".

"I don't think it will take long for the left end in the later stage, and it can be completed before September. When do you think it is more appropriate for us to send it for review?" Ralph sent him before Gaspar boarded the plane, "This I don’t think there’s a need to catch up with the Christmas schedule for movies with the same theme, right.”

"That's right, let the children watch this at Christmas, and they will have nightmares." Gaspar picked up his suitcase and hugged Ralph goodbye, "Make it before Christmas, maybe it can catch up with European movies Awards."

No one mentioned the relationship, and to be honest, it was a feeling that Gaspar liked very much.Take what you need, don't get entangled, a very simple requirement, but most people can't do it.

"Bye, Gasper." Ralph planted a kiss on Gasper's forehead, "See you then."

"See you in publicity."

After returning to New York, Gaspar first went to the broker, and now Joe is much calmer, it seems that during the system upgrade period, the stocks he bought were all right, and they doubled in a few months.

Joe gave Gaspar a script that he said was given to him by an investor named Glazer, who claimed that he had verbally approved the project.After several major plot changes, the project was finally established, and the script could be handed over to Gaspar.

"I can tell you that this is a very good script, at least in another timeline." Joe said, "Although it is not the kind of small-budget independent production of 'thoughtful' movies, it is indeed in line with Hollywood business. It's a blockbuster action movie, and most importantly - the characters are distinctive."

Gaspar opened the script, and its title, Raging Fire, was printed at the top of the first page: "Sounds like a hot shootout."

Joe nodded: "Glazer gave it a lot of budget, and its box office will only be a lot more. I asked for you, 2000 million yuan salary, and they are willing to give 15% of the box office proceeds, plus 5% subsequent income."

"Sounds very suitable, but the follow-up income is low, can we talk about it again? If it can reach more than 10%, I will sign a long-term contract." Gaspar looked at the agent and smiled and said: "No one has trouble with money. , are you right?"

After getting the agent's approval, he continued with the script, but as the plot got deeper and deeper, Gaspar became more and more confused, and he frowned and looked up.

"Joe, is this a movie with two heroes?" Gaspar asked.

"Almost." Joe put his legs on the table, smoking a cigar boldly, "You can think of it as a gunfight version of "Cat and Mouse Game."

A game of cat and mouse?Gaspar didn't quite understand why the agent mentioned it, but looking at Joe's narrowed eyes and malicious smile, Gaspar had a bad feeling.

"You just said that I got my verbal consent for this project, didn't you?" He frowned and looked at the agent, "Did they tell me what happened? Who mentioned it to me?"

"Do you want to guess?" Joe spread his hands, "I gave you a hint."

Gaspar: ...

He seemed to have the impression that it was the words that Leonardo used to confuse Claire on the plane a few years ago. In order to prevent them from continuing to delve into what he and Leonardo did in the bathroom for so long, he still hoped that this project Miscarriage is coming.

Holding the last trace of luck, Gaspar said, "Joe, please tell me it's not Leonardo."

Joe clapped his hands.

"bravo! You guessed right, it's him." The manager blew a large cloud of smoke onto Gasper's face, "Unfortunately, I didn't prepare a reward for you for guessing correctly, what should we do? How about rewarding you and your ex-boyfriend Collaborate again! Don't thank me, I know you love this."

Facing the manager's schadenfreude expression, Gaspar cracked open.

……

"So you took another movie with Leonardo? Tsk, Gaspar, baby, I'm not talking about you, you don't look like you've let go." A young man with red hair and sunglasses He joked while driving, "If I didn't know the inside story, I would have thought you two were still in love."

"...Don't irritate me, Gerrard, I just agreed for the sake of the salary and follow-up remuneration, and it has nothing to do with Leonardo." Gaspar said while applying lipstick to the mirror of the co-pilot, " What's more, there is also our opponent fighting in this film, I can beat him uprightly, and it's still on the set, in front of everyone."

"Listen to you, it doesn't look like a period of love." Gerrard said, rolling his eyes.

They were on their way to Beverly Hills. Not long ago, Gaspa invited a real estate agent to look at the house. It happened that Gerald had the same idea, so they planned to choose two houses next to each other to be neighbors.

Soon they arrived at the appointed place, the surrounding area was empty, there were no other cars, and it seemed that the manager hadn't arrived yet.

"Here we are." Gerald said as he slammed on the brakes, and Gasper, who had no time to react, bumped forward against the mirror, and at the same time, the lipstick in his hand was drawn along the corner of his mouth, almost poking into his ear.

"Hey!" Gaspar slapped Gerrard on the shoulder dissatisfiedly, "I put lipstick on my face!"

"Sorry," said Gerald insincerely, "you should be glad it's not lipstick, or you'd have the clown's smiling lips in no time—oh, that hurt!"

"It's you who should be thankful, you should be thankful that I didn't practice boxing, otherwise you would be looking for your teeth all over the car now." Gaspar raised his chin and snorted quite noblely, then he opened the mirror again and looked at Use your fingers to spread the cream evenly on your lips.

Gerald turned sideways to watch Gasper's movement thoughtfully, and suddenly—

"Give me some too," he said.

Gaspar obviously didn't expect this, he paused, turned his head to look over: "Do you want something too, lipstick?"

"Well," the red-haired young man nodded seriously, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like my mouth is dry."

Gaspar: ?

"I'm serious, my lips are really dry, look here, it's peeling." Gerald leaned over to show his dry lips as if he was afraid that Gaspar would not believe it, "Let me use it, okay Garth."

Although puzzled, there is really nothing wrong with this.

"Okay." He raised his eyebrows at Gerrard, then opened the lid of the lip balm, and explained how to apply it seriously: "In this way, you have to apply it along the texture of your lips, you can't just draw it casually." Circle, so—”

However, Gerald didn't care about the method, he interrupted Gaspar's teaching.

"Not so," he said.

"No?" Gaspart paused, "Then what do you think it should be?"

He didn't wait for Gerald's explanation, he waited for Gerald's lips.

Before Gaspar could think of what was going to happen, the red-haired young man grabbed the opponent's arm with one hand and clasped the back of the opponent's head with the other, and kissed him directly.He parted his lips, touching Gasper's as far as he could, and after parting those moist red lips, his tongue moved, and Gerald knocked Gasper's teeth away, deepening the kiss.

Of course, he didn't forget to kiss Gasper's mouth all the way to his ear before the end, completely sweeping away the remaining ointment.

After parting, Gerrard winked at Gasper triumphantly: "Thank you, my lips feel much better."

Gasper, blushing like a peach from lack of oxygen, gave Gerrard's behavior a one-word assessment: "Childish."

"WAHT? It's not childish at all, and do you think it's hot, kissing like this."

"Kiss as long as you kiss, and you still need to find an excuse. Are you a child under ten?"

"So you mean I can kiss you as I please?"

"I didn't say that."

"That's what you meant."

Just when the bickering between the two was going to continue like this, the real estate manager finally arrived, and they silently shut up and followed the manager to look around the house.However, the awkward atmosphere persists, which leads to a classic problem - Gaspar and Gerrard both have their eyes on the same house.

The house is located on the hillside, with good privacy and can only be accessed through a private road. The building area alone covers an area of ​​nearly 1000 square meters, and it also has a garden of 300 square meters. There are 4 floors including an open-air platform and a ready-made swimming pool. And more importantly, it is well-decorated. The previous owner not only purchased all the furniture, but also hired someone to design the space.

"Mr. W's asking price is US$206w, which is very suitable. There are everything in it, and he can almost move in directly." The manager introduced, "If it wasn't for a family accident, Mr. W would not have left the place on hold for a year, and now he urgently needs it. money, so sell the house at a reduced price.”

Gaspar especially likes the beige sofa here, and when he sits on it, every muscle in his body says: This is it.

But it is clear that Gerrard does not intend to give up the villa to Gaspar. In his words, "If this house is mine, you can come any time, but if it is yours, this is impossible."

The two were at a stalemate, and they didn't decide who would buy the place until the evening.One thing is certain, though, that the house will eventually belong to one of them.

It is precisely because no matter who they are will pay without hesitation in the end, and they are all famous people, the manager can safely leave the two of them here. He said that he can give them another night to argue, and tomorrow morning he will Then, when the time comes, they will tell him who the lucky one is.

"I made it very clear, baby Gus, the house is given to me, and you can come anytime." Gerald sat cross-legged on the sofa, "You can buy it next door. There must be good ones nearby."

"I know, but there's still a difference between 'can come anytime' and 'live here all the time'." Gaspar said, he nestled in the corner of the sofa not far from Gerald in a similar posture: "I also I can let you come anytime, as long as I'm here."

Perhaps a certain sentence of Gaspar touched Gerrard's nerves. He raised his eyebrows and leaned over.

"You know Gaspar," he said suddenly and earnestly, "you want to live here and I want this house, they don't conflict."

"--meaning is?"

"It means I paid for the house and you move in with Carlis."

"You mean you're going to buy the house, but let me live in it? What's wrong with you, Gerald?"

"I didn't say I couldn't live."

Gaspar frowned after hearing what Gerald said. He raised one leg and looked at Gerald with scrutiny.

"Are you inviting me to live together?" he asked in disbelief.

"You can understand that," Gerald said, shrugging. "So what do you think, future roommate?"

Gaspar: ?

He almost jumped up to refuse.

"What the hell are you thinking, Gerald, I won't live with anyone but my sisters," Gaspar said, "Your suggestion will not be considered, I can give you the house, it It's yours, okay?"

Gerald didn't expect Gaspar to have such a big reaction, he looked over in surprise, "That's not what I meant, Gaspar, I didn't want to rob you like this—let's calm down, please." Stand up and persuade Gaspar to sit on the sofa, and then find a few cans of beer from the refrigerator in the kitchen, "If what I just said offends you, then I apologize, Baby Gaspar, don't be angry, the last thing I want to see It's your unhappy face."

Gaspar took the beer handed over by Gerald and drank the entire can in a few gulps, then he hummed, accepting his friend's apology.

"I'm just, a little stressed," he said. "Sorry."

"No, no, you don't have to be sorry, it's my problem. But you do sometimes have a hard time reading you know." Gerald slowly sat next to Gaspar, he shrugged naturally: "It's okay, I I just love your incomprehension, and I am willing to endure it, so—"

He said and opened his arms to Gaspar: "A hug?"

Gaspar hesitated, but finally chose to hug him.

In the next second, the warm atmosphere was gone.

Because Gerald was in a slightly drunk state*, and since Gaspar was hugging him sideways, his legs naturally followed, and through the fabric of the clothes, something gradually grew bigger and pushed against him. on his lap.

Only Gaspar froze.

"Well, I gotta say, he likes you as much as I do."

……

The manager found them in the bedroom the next morning. When he opened the door and saw whose pants were lying on the ground, he subconsciously covered his eyes.

"God," he sighed, waking up the two people on the bed, "if you are not going to buy this place, then I can only auction off this bed and all the items on it to pay the compensation—please Do tell me you guys will buy it."

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