Dead rivals overturned each other

On the balcony on the second floor of the bungalow beside him, Director Zou took a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, put his hands on the railing, and looked at the crowd sheltering from the rain with a satisfied face.

He likes this kind of rainy weather the most.

Enjoy standing in the spacious villa and watch all living beings.

The peddler selling melons and fruits against the wind stood up and stepped on the pedal hard, and the melons and fruits rolled to the ground; the parents who picked up the children from school had to hold the children while looking at the umbrellas that were bent by the wind, and the children were so frightened. She cried loudly in her arms; the traffic police commanded the congested vehicles in the rain, her eyes were blinded by the rain, and the wipers of the cars along the way were frantically scraping back and forth...

It is said that there is a bungalow area one kilometer away, on the edge of the embankment.I vaguely heard the sirens of the firefighters, and I am afraid that they are not carrying sandbags to prevent floods from excessive rain.

Let's build it vigorously today, and it has nothing to do with him if it breaks down. No matter how big the water is, it can't cover the highland where the bungalow area is located.

The more suffering others suffer, the more successful his life appears to be.Like a spectator, he took a deep breath on his cigarette.

In the circles of his eyes, he suddenly saw two figures talking at the newsstand downstairs.

He recognized the slightly shorter one at a glance, it was Xu Zhuo who had just left home and made trouble for him.He sneered subconsciously, he didn't expect that the two people who came today were a bit stubborn, and the book was tightly pinched without any intention of loosening it.

He has seen a lot of excellent screenwriters, and he has also seen a lot of stubborn screenwriters. He always believes that commodities such as movies are piled up with money, and this group of people who talk about ideals will definitely be eliminated by the market, sooner or later.

Just let them shoot, the box office data will naturally teach them to be human.

His eyes glanced contemptuously, and he inadvertently glanced at the person who was talking to Xu Zhuo, his eyes froze suddenly, and then his heart beat wildly, and he immediately called his wife in the house.

Producer Cheng came out following the sound, looked at the person he was pointing at, carefully identified it, and was quite surprised to follow. He didn't expect that Zhou Liang would come to pick up this unknown little idol.

She hesitated: "They have such a good relationship?"

In such a stormy weather, Zhou Liang actually came to pick up Xu Zhuo himself.

Director Zou burned out a cigarette, "There is no true friendship in the entertainment industry. Aren't the two of them filming a variety show? Maybe the hidden camera is placed somewhere, it's just for show."

Perhaps it was because the gazes of the two of them were too hot, Zhou Liang raised his head and looked over with a feeling.

The two of them paused for a moment, and when they were thinking about how to react, Zhou Liang nodded politely to them as a greeting.

Xu Zhuo on the side buried his head stubbornly, not looking at him at all.

Producer Cheng and Director Zou immediately responded with a smile and waved their hands. In the past, they had no chance to get in touch with this newly promoted Shidi, but they knew his status in the circle well, and they were people who were eager to make friends.

Director Zou casually threw the cigarette butt away, speaking with aloofness, "What did I just say? They just have a superficial relationship..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged by Producer Cheng, turned around and entered the room, and went straight downstairs.

Seeing Producer Cheng taking away the umbrella at the door and about to go out, Director Zou instantly understood what she meant, that he wanted to meet Zhou Liang face to face.

That's right, maybe if you get acquainted with each other, you'll be able to speak better in the future.

He hastily straightened his clothes, fearing that Zhou Liang and Xu Zhuo would leave, he and Producer Cheng rushed to the newsstand at the door, most of his trousers were wet and didn't care.

Seeing the two troubled people, Xu Zhuo's mood suddenly became angry.

But when they stretched out their hands to Zhou Mu, Zhou Mu, the traitor, actually shook it back. The two of them, especially Director Zou, laughed so hard that their eyes reached their temples.

Xu Zhuo clenched his fists.

"Mr. Zhou, I have admired you for a long time. I have always liked your works and looked forward to cooperating with you. I didn't expect to meet today." Producer Cheng's smile was much more sincere than when he received Xu and Peng just now.

Director Zou came up and introduced the only film he had made before that could be sold. When he received Zhou Liang's evaluation of "hearing something", Director Zou smiled even more, and felt that he had more confidence, "You See if we can exchange a contact information?"

Zhou Liang didn't answer the call, and Director Zou held up the phone awkwardly for a moment.

Producer Cheng secretly pinched Director Zou, thinking that this person is not used to talking about cooperation, so there is no reason to ask for his contact information when he comes up, so he quickly changed the subject with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou, you are filming a variety show with Xu Zhuo?" Right? I was just talking to him about this."

Since the two of them appeared, Zhou Liang didn't look at Xu Zhuo at all, and couldn't receive the hint from Xu Zhuo's eyes, Xu Zhuo was even more angry in his heart.

Zhou Liang grabbed Xu Zhuo, who was about to leave, and said to the other two: "He said that he came to talk about work today, so it was with the two of you. I also knew about the notebook in his hand. I am very interested, and I am begging Xu Zhuo to show respect." Give me a chance to play against him, but he hasn't promised me yet."

Xu Zhuo, who was struggling quietly, was shocked at this moment.

Producer Cheng and Director Zou also looked at each other in disbelief, and the latter felt inexplicably upset. Who would have thought that Zhou Liang would also participate in this project.

Thinking of the unhappiness just now, Producer Cheng felt a strong annoyance in his heart, and tried his best to make up for it, "We are still discussing this project, it is really a very good book, Mr. Zhou, if you can work together with Xu Zhuo Starring, the absolute icing on the cake..."

Zhou Liang scratched Xu Zhuo's palm with his fingertips, and his eyes were still looking at Producer Cheng, "Now it seems that if the producer is you, I will feel relieved."

Cheng Zhipian thought that there was something to be said, and smiled broadly, "Why don't you two sit in our room, the rain will not stop for a while, let's talk slowly..."

"Yes," Zhou Liang didn't move, "but I have one condition."

Cheng and Zou would be amazed if he made every condition.Zhou Liang has the capital to talk about conditions, Cheng Producer and Director Zou agreed:

"It's easy to say, everything is easy to say..."

Zhou Liang said: "The director is also very important to a film. Director Zou is not suitable for a literary film. The key is that it is fine if Director Zou is particularly good. He is not very famous. I also know a lot of them here. Famous directors with a schedule, please think carefully about it, Producer Cheng."

Xu Zhuo felt that these words were too familiar, and Director Zou was even more familiar. This was what he said when he commented on Xu Zhuo just now, but this week Zhou Mu returned it to him intact.

Director Zou's expression darkened in an instant, "You—"

The point is, Producer Cheng glanced at Director Zou hesitantly, making him even more angry that his wife was seriously considering the proposal to replace him.

Without waiting for Producer Cheng to give a response, Zhou Liang pulled Xu Zhuo, turned around and walked towards the car parked by the side of the road.

There was a dispute between Director Zou and Producer Cheng behind him. Producer Cheng got rid of him, and before he had time to open an umbrella, he stuffed a business card into Zhou Liang's hand.

Seeing that Zhou Liang was pinching it, Cheng Zhipian felt relieved, thinking that there was still room for discussion, and didn't want Zhou Liang to look at it, so he threw it into the stinky ditch where the rain was aggressive on the side of the road.

Only then did Cheng Cheng realize Zhou Liang's teasing intention, and he opened his mouth without the slightest courtesy, but Xu Zhuo didn't hear a single word of those dirty words, Zhou Liang isolated him from the car door, stepped on the gas pedal and left .

He also turned around and wiped off the dirty rainwater on them all over the ground.

Xu Zhuo was dumbfounded at first, and turned his head stiffly to look at Zhou Liang who was driving with one hand. At first he thought that he really admired those two people, so he gave Zhou Lianghai a beating in his heart.

Now Zhou Mu still had that indifferent expression, but Xu Zhuo cursed in his heart that he was too handsome without any restraint.

He finally came to his senses, patted his thigh in relief, and laughed out loud, "I'm so happy, shit!"

The corners of Zhou Liang's lips curved imperceptibly.

"Thank you, save me from the siege. Now when I think of the shit-eating expressions of the two of them, I am so excited that I can't wait to get out of the car and do radio gymnastics! Hahaha..." Xu Zhuo waved his arms excitedly.

Seeing that the clothes on his body were wrinkled and wet, Zhou Liang turned up the heater in the car.

Xu Zhuo continued to mutter: "Although what you said was all false, you still gave me that bad breath..."

"Who said it was fake?" Zhou Liang asked when the car encountered a red light and stepped on the brakes.

Xu Zhuo was stunned, "You said you asked me to act in a rival role..."

Zhou Liang looked at him, "Then I beg now, the creator of "Blind Spot", I wonder if I have the honor to play your lover in the film."

Perhaps it was because the temperature inside the car was heating up too quickly, Xu Zhuo's heartbeat speeded up spinelessly, and he was clearly talking about the plot.

Lover.

Xu Zhuo liked hearing this word a little bit.

If Zhou Liang could come to participate in this project...it would be a configuration that he and Peng Xiaoyang had never imagined before.

He still maintained a semblance of reason, "But our project is still very immature, it's still in its infancy, haven't you read the script yet..."

"I heard you read a few paragraphs when you were in the villa. The lines are very attractive. I also heard you give a general idea just now. It is really worth a try."

Xu Zhuo scratched the seat belt on his chest, "However, we have very little start-up funds for this project, so we can't promise you a lot of money yet..."

Zhou Liang tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, "I'm not short of money."

Xu Zhuo said in his heart that it is good to be rich and can pretend to be aggressive at any time, "Aren't you worried, will I pull your coffee position..."

"will not."

Zhou Mu answered too simply, Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and looked at him.

He coughed softly, "Drag me at most."

Xu Zhuo snorted and habitually compared his gun with his hand to his temple, just about to open his lips to make a "bang" sound.

"I'm driving." Zhou Mu said.

Xu Zhuoxin thought I knew, "So."

Zhou Liang: "I can't close my eyes and pretend to be hit by you."

Xu Zhuo: "Oh."

He looked out of the window, couldn't help snickering, and didn't forget to take Joe, "I can't answer you until I discuss it with the screenwriter."

Zhou Mu: "Good boss."

The car drove smoothly for a while, and the rain eased.

"So." Zhou Liang said this sentence suddenly, imitating Xu Zhuo's tone just now.

Xu Zhuo lay lazily on the seat, his clothes were almost dry, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Liang: "Just say thank you, without showing anything?"

Xu Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it too far-fetched to express or not to express, besides, a thank you from me is already a great gift from heaven."

The car was driving slowly on the path close to the villa, Zhou Xing stepped on the brake and said, "Go down."

Xu Zhuo's ass seemed to be stuck to the bench, "Okay, okay, what kind of reward do you want, you can just tell me, little starling."

Zhou Mu put it very directly, "From now on, you will sleep in the same bed with me every night."

Xu Zhuo opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "You and I, sleep together?"

He swallowed.

Zhou Liang looked at his flushed face, and knocked on his head speechlessly, "What are you thinking? You're sleeping with clothes on."

Xu Zhuo pouted his tongue, "Oh, so, what's the matter, my body smells better? I have to sleep next to my grandfather."

I don't want Zhou Mu to say in a low voice, "Well, it's very comfortable to sleep with you."

Xu Zhuo was completely ill. If Zhou Liang hadn't started the car again, he would have wished to go out in the rain and run for a couple of laps.

In the dark, Xu Zhuo felt something was different again. According to the past, Zhou Liang would definitely come back, but today...

Look what the hell this guy says!

But in Xu Zhuo's mind, he suddenly remembered these days, Zhou Liang was frequently awakened by nightmares, and when he slept with him last night, he seemed relatively peaceful.

So Xu Zhuo said with no expression on his face: "Okay, then I'll have a look at it tonight."

Zhou Liang was amused by his "meaningful meaning", "It sounds very forced, if you want to sleep without clothes, you can."

Xu Zhuo gritted his teeth: "Drive your car!"