Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

The attacker whimpered and suppressed the pain, the gunshot wound on his arm made him tremble uncontrollably.

But with a tremor, the bodyguard who was holding him down would use even more force, trying to crush his body and pin him to the floor.

"Who told you to kill me?"

The man endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and remained silent.If the murderer failed and was caught by the other party, naturally he couldn't just sell the owner and beg for mercy.

Han Xun felt that his method of killing was not good enough, but the toughness of the assassin was very similar.

It must be a good thing if the sharp blade in your hand can leave white marks on the floor casually.

Han Xun clenched the handle of the knife, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if the person who asked you to work told you that I have no skills, and the benefactor next to me is not small. You'd better be a fatherless Orphans without wives and children, otherwise, you may have your limbs cut off, lying in an urn, and the black-haired person will send the whole family away."

After finishing speaking, he forcefully inserted the blade into the floor, brushed against the attacker's nose, and made a crackling sound of wood cracking, which made the former owner, who felt the sharpness of the saber up close, tremble suddenly.

"Who told you to kill me!" Han Xun asked in a harsh voice.

"Han, Han Baijiang! Han Baijiang!" He cried hoarsely. He agreed to kill a helpless screenwriter and run away after avoiding the bodyguards. Han Baijiang will be responsible for the rest of his family's life. The floor can crack!

Han Xun frowned and looked at him with snot and tears streaming down the floor, stood up in disgust and took a step back.

After being messed with by this guy, it is impossible to sleep in this room.

He looked up and asked, "Will you interrogate?"

The bodyguard nodded and gave him an affirmative answer.

"Ask for me, what benefits did Han Baijiang give him, and did you tell him why he killed me? Remember not to kill people, it is against the law to kill people here." Han Xun urged, "After asking, send people to The police station, he might have a murder case in his hands."

He was really afraid that the bodyguard brought by Xu Simiao would take the National People's Congress to Shenhu.

Xu Simiao came back very quickly.

He left immediately after receiving the news, and didn't sleep all night. When he arrived at the villa, it was just dawn, and it was still the time for deep sleep in the dead of night.

He entered the villa, went straight upstairs, and trotted all the way to open the master bedroom at the end of the corridor.

Xu Simiao opened the door of her room and found the person she was looking for.

Han Xun slept on Xu Simiao's bed, wrapped up in a ball, his short hair curled up in a mess, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, apparently he was sleeping restlessly.

"Hey!" Xu Simiao slapped the quilt, waking Han Xun who was soundly asleep, "Are you alive?"

Han Xun was drowsy, frowned and squinted at him irritably, "I'm sick! I just fell asleep!"

"I'm sick? I'm sick, so I stayed up all night and flew back from Singapore to see if you're alive." Xu Simiao said in a rare serious tone, "That guy was sent by Han Baijiang last night, and broke in while the bodyguards were following you out. , You are good, you don’t turn on the detector to scan when you enter the room to sleep, you don’t know that there is such a big person hidden in the closet, fortunately he is not a professional killer, otherwise your life will be ruined.”

Han Xun was very sleepy. He covered his ears with a quilt, buried his cheeks in the soft pillow, and said in a buzzing voice, "You can talk about it tomorrow, I'm sleepy."

"You white-eyed wolf!" Xu Simiao's eyes were bloodshot, he was so worried that he couldn't sleep on the plane, and Han Xun's cell phone couldn't get through. The bodyguard reported that Han Xun was not injured, but he was still not at ease.

However, when he came back in a hurry, the real master was still asleep, so you still thought he was annoying? !

Xu Simiao was also polite, threw away his coat, and got in without taking off his clothes and pants, "I want to sleep too, do you think you're the only one sleepy?"

"Go to sleep next door!" Han Xun was very dissatisfied that Xu Simiao snatched his wrapped quilt and managed to keep warm. This man came here to enjoy the fruits of his hard work with a chill in his body.

Xu Simiao laughed angrily, "This is my bed, if you talk nonsense, none of us will sleep."

The two of them shared half of the quilt and slept until noon.

Han Xun woke up hungry.

Last night, I was tortured by a romantic drama first, and also suffered a life-threatening attack. I was startled and sleepy. I finally fell asleep with the pain of my buttocks and thighs falling on the floor, and was woken up by the hateful Xu Simiao!

He sat up and scratched his short hair. He felt a headache, pain in his buttocks, pain in his legs, and pain in his wrists. There was no comfort anywhere in his body.

The place where it fell blue last night may have been more serious.

Han Baijiang made him miserable, shouldn't he also care about his own uncle?

Han Xun couldn't continue to sleep, and when he turned his head, he saw Xu Simiao was drowsy and didn't intend to wake up at all.

Han Xun, who wanted to wake him up, could clearly see the faint fatigue in his eyes.

Han Xun couldn't bear to get up immediately, endured the pain and climbed out of bed, and helped Xu Simiao cover the quilt by the way.

The man was not polite, turned over and wrapped himself in the quilt to change into a comfortable position, and even rolled into the middle of the pillow.

Forget it, it's an indirect savior, and I still sleep in his bed, so don't be too narrow-minded.

The very magnanimous Han Xun finished eating the noodles made by the chef standing up, then stood up and took his notebook, according to the idea in his mind before the accident last night, he wrote a professional love promotion script, so that the protagonist can go to work and serve the motherland.

It's not that he has inspiration standing up, but that he really hurts all over his body.

Later, I was tired from standing, and lay face up on the sofa, writing the script, drowsy.

When Xu Simiao woke up and went downstairs, he could see Han Xun lying on the sofa, his short hair was messy and not combed neatly, his arms were hanging casually on the edge of the sofa, sleeping soundly.

Xu Simiao, who was very angry, slapped his buttocks. Before teasing Han Xun that he almost died last night and was in the mood to sleep, he heard Han Xun's tragic "Ah!" and stared at him with tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong with your butt?" Xu Simiao looked blank, "Did you drive down the mountain to the movie theater last night?!"

"I have a ghost date." Han Xun held his buttocks, feeling that this place was too embarrassing, he was too embarrassed to go to the hospital to see, "Last night I hid a knife and fell off the bed."

"Haha, can this fall?" Seeing his painful face, Xu Simiao jokingly said, "I usually ask you to detect the heat source in the room before going to bed, but you ignore it, thinking that you won't be hated by others, you deserve it."

"How do I know that the villa is so big that he can hide in my room."

"Isn't it because you stay in the house every day, only your room is lit in the whole villa, and fools don't know where you sleep. Usually there are bodyguards patrolling the night, this time I took a few away, and I left four to guard your gate You're a lady who doesn't leave home, but when you suddenly go out tonight, they are afraid that you will be in danger, so they all follow out, and then ask the company to send someone over to guard the empty building, and the attackers took the opportunity to go in."

Xu Simiao's every word was filled with anger of hating iron but not steel.

Han Xun sighed. He knew that Xu Simiao was worried about him. If it wasn't for Xu Simiao, he might have died again last night. I don't know if he has such good luck to live again.

He blinked and said obediently: "I was wrong, Mr. Xu, I promise to report to the bodyguards first when I go out, so that they have time to transfer people over. By the way, did they ask, what benefits did Han Baijiang give to that person?" , why did you ask him to kill me?"

"There is no reason. That person is just short of money and has a criminal record. He is not afraid of death but pain. How could such a young man know the reason why Han Baijiang killed you?" Xu Simiao thought for a moment, "Why don't I arrest Han Baijiang and break some of them? Finger, see what he will say?"

Han Xun was very curious about Xu Simiao's previous life, with old wounds on his body, and occasionally showing some bloody and chilling temperament, and even his words revealed the arrogance of Lao Tzu's abuse of lynching, which is not a crime.

"Is there... a normal method of inquiry that complies with Chinese law?"

Xu Simiao glanced at him, "Are you soft-hearted even to those who want to kill you?"

"It's not soft-hearted, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Possessing a gun in violation of the regulations is already a serious crime, and the Public Security Bureau will not allow him to be lenient just because he lives in the UK.

Xu Simiao stared at him, making sure that Han Xun is not a holy father who repays grievances with virtue, so he reluctantly took a step back and said, "Okay, I'll ask someone to investigate."

Han Xun could tell that Xu Simiao was not very happy, probably because of lack of sleep.

So, he picked up the love script that had just been written with a big outline, and handed it to Xu Simiao: "Thank you Mr. Xu for your understanding, here is the script you want."

Xu Simiao glanced sideways at Han Xun, seeing him lying on the sofa in a miserable state, his anger disappeared.

Who said that Han Xun is a small screenwriter who has no limbs and has never experienced bloody storms. He has a big heart if he has not been scared to cry bitterly.

Since it was the love script that Xu Simiao asked for by name, he naturally wanted to save face and read it for himself.

I thought I would see a funny script like "Heroes in the Green Forest", but I didn't expect Xu Simiao to read it and feel very complicated.

It turned out that Han Xun was not good at romance movies because he was telling the truth, and he was definitely not perfunctory.

Xu Simiao pushed Han Xun with the back of his hand, motioned Han Xun to lie down a bit, then he sat on the gap of the sofa and said earnestly: "If the movie released is not "Delicious Heart", but this drama, you sue Sun Haoran's statement , you may be scolded by Sun Haoran's fans in a dark and inhuman way, so let's just scold you... shameless."

"Is it that bad?" Han Xun felt that the situation was serious.

Xu Simiao said tut tut, "It's much worse than the 5000-meter-altitude love I mentioned."

Han Xun promised that no matter how bad his new script was, it would not be worse than 5000 meters above the sky.

This is the story of him watching the most popular romantic drama at the moment last night, splitting the unsatisfactory plot in his heart, and integrating it into the story of getting a job promotion and salary increase, and the male and female protagonists supporting each other and admiring each other.

Didn't expect it to be that bad.

His love cells may be dead, and he will not be able to break through himself in this life.

"Go and have a relationship!" Xu Simiao said suddenly, "I'll introduce you to someone."

"Huh?" Han Xun lay on the sofa, propped himself up to look at him, wondering why Mr. Xu had a sudden whim, and asked cooperatively, "Mr. Let me introduce a gay with a strong personality, so that I can understand the feelings of the heroine?"

Xu Simiao thought seriously, "In order to accumulate experience, do you talk about both?"

Han Xun: ...

Between suffering a heavy blow to his screenwriting career and trying to take the first step, Han Xun chose the latter without hesitation.

He doesn't want to fall in love, but in order to accumulate strange experience and write a script that satisfies Mr. Xu, talking reluctantly seems to be the only and last way.

Han Xun, who had never been successful in pimping Xu Simiao, easily accepted Xu Simiao's suggestion.

Xu Simiao gave him the detailed information of [-] people in one day, with photos, resumes, personalities and hobbies, all in one thick stack, like a matchmaker or professional matchmaking brochure.

Han Xun flipped through them casually, and found that these twenty people were all good-looking. Turning over the photos one by one, he just found it pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Xu, it's a waste of talent if you don't open a blind date company."

Xu Simiao raised his chin and didn't care about Han Xun's teasing. He is a winner in life with many girlfriends, and he cares about something with a guy with a single mother and child.

He said, "Hurry up and pick it out, and I'll ask someone to bring it to you after I've picked it out."

It sounds like buying something as a gift, not like introducing a blind date at all.

With Xu Simiao staring at him, Han Xun was not easy to deal with. After resting for two nights, his thighs and butt still hurt. He no longer cared about his image, so he lay lazily on the sofa and carefully read the documents.

Most of them are high-achieving students with clean net worth, and many of them are still studying.

He has all the personalities and hobbies in height measurements, making it look like an artist company is picking a newcomer...

Han Xun suddenly had Fu Ling's heart, and asked: "Couldn't this be sent by the brokerage company under Ross Investment?"

"Of course, otherwise how would I find so many innocent gays for you." Xu Simiao said, "Although I have great powers, I don't know you well."

Tsk, at this time, I know that we are divided between you and me. Usually, Han Xun is very happy to see him pretending to be gay, which is no different from the real thing.

The entertainment industry is indeed a place where gay people gather, all of them are good-looking and versatile.

Playing the piano, playing the violin, and dancing are all standard equipment. Han Xun searched and found a very special talent. In addition to dancing and singing, he once won the second prize in the National High School Mathematics League and the bronze medal in the Chinese Mathematical Olympiad. .

Straight A student.

A true academic master.

Xueba also wants to be a star?

Han Xun stared at Meng Xuanqi's photo and resume with a few simple lines, and instantly conceived a youth movie in his mind that belonged to a high school bully.

Abortion, cheating, death and life are all sidelined, and high school life should be sweated in the Olympiad, study hard, and win the fruits of victory.

It's just a photo of a blind date, and Han Xun is already full of interest in him.

He is now a sophomore, and he was recommended by Xu Simiao, which means that Mr. Xu, who is picky about everyone's appearance, has already conducted a preliminary screening.

China attaches great importance to Olympiad talents. Although they are only second prizes and bronze medals, they are still outstanding seedlings.

As a result, Meng Xuanqi did not go to Tsinghua University or Peking University, nor did he go to a top international university. Instead, he went to Chinese opera to study drama and literature.

Han Xun was full of curiosity about the Olympiad.

He is not a high-achieving student, and his math performance is average, so he is particularly in awe of professionals in this professional field.

Moreover, he really wanted to know the mental journey of Meng Xuanqi's abandonment of acting.

"Just him, Mr. Xu." Han Xun said, "When I get better with bruises and go out without pain, you can ask him out for me."

Han Xun made a quick decision, but Xu Simiao pouted.

This guy picked Meng Xuanqi, who had a pretty face and a bright smile, and was an Olympiad talent. He had good looks and connotation, which really suited Han Xun's taste.

And this guy is too... with a clear purpose.

Also take care of the bruises on the buttocks, people haven't seen it yet, think about taking it off first?

I didn't expect Han Xun, who is usually serious, to show up here.

Holding the blind date album, Xu Simiao reluctantly helped Han make appointments.

Hmph, the spring of Mensao old gay is here.

Han Xun and Meng Xuanqi met for the first time at the famous sky restaurant.

The restaurant, which is usually overcrowded, is particularly deserted today.

For a small blind date, Xu Simiao booked the noon session of the restaurant, just to give them a quiet environment.

However, Meng Xuanqi was extra cautious in the quiet environment, and when he was bored waiting for the dishes, he asked nervously, "Are you Han Xun, the screenwriter of "Delicious Heart"?"

Han Xun looked very indifferent, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's me. They asked you to come on a blind date, didn't they tell you?"

"That's right, I'm talking about a tall, rich and handsome gay in the circle... I, I didn't expect it to be Mr. Han."

Let alone Meng Xuanqi, no one would think that Han Xun needs a blind date!

The affectionate confession and hand-holding at the award ceremony were spread all over the circle, and even the two deeply affectionate little Huang Wen did not know how many articles there were, and how many gays in the circle envied Han Xun.

The gold master is handsome and rich, and the screenwriter is handsome and talented. When the gold master went bankrupt and had no money, the two of them saw their true love in adversity, and happy ending.

"Mr. Han, did you quarrel with Mr. Xu?"

"No, Mr. Xu asked me to go on a blind date, saying that he wanted to feel the feeling of falling in love."

"But I've never been in a relationship, and I've never been on a blind date." Meng Xuanqi felt incredible. He just submitted his resume to the brokerage company. The first part of the interview was to go on a blind date with Gao Fushuai. Screenwriter Han Xun, what kind of bloody love story is this!

Han Xun smiled, "I haven't talked about it before, it's my first blind date. Just treat it as an ordinary friend and meet Mr. Xu's request. Let's talk about drama and scripts, and we've learned together. Those who participate in the Math League and Math Olympiad should learn everything quickly."

"Stage play counts as entertainment?" Meng Xuanqi felt a little melancholy, "My second prize and bronze medal already show that my aptitude is limited. In the field of Mathematical Olympiad, there are countless first prizes and gold medals every year. I was proud and complacent about my honor, and later I realized what it means to be superior to others and beyond the sky. That’s why I read drama and literature, because I’m not that material.”

Frustration in the academic field can even crush a person's self-confidence.

The Olympiad can only be regarded as the threshold in the field of mathematics, and he has not even crossed the threshold, let alone conduct academic research.

"Sorry, I brought up something you were unhappy about." No matter how much Han Xun wanted to ask about the Mathematical Olympiad, he couldn't bring up something disappointing when the other party looked depressed.

Although he was very sorry, he couldn't do such an act of exposing people's wounds, so he could only say, "How about we talk about the similarities and differences between drama literature and modern drama literature?"

Xu Simiao sat in the booth in the back, wearing a headset in his right ear, monitoring all the movements of the blind date venue.

This guy Han Xun also understands how to catch people's hearts. With these few gentle and considerate words, Meng Xuanqi must be full of enthusiasm and just want to fall in love.

The two academics with professional backgrounds chatted about the boring similarities and differences of literature, as if they had known each other for a long time, and could often hear Meng Xuanqi's hearty laughter.

Xu Simiao frowned and couldn't understand the topics they felt happy about.

He has never watched Shakespeare's famous plays, let alone recall the similarities and differences between classic plays and modern plays.

And Meng Xuanqi said excitedly: "Yes, I thought this episode was really exciting before. It perfectly presents the romance of Shakespeare's period, and proves that classics will never go out of date, only the quality of creation."

He doesn't understand the world of Xueba. If the buff range of Meng Xuan's mysterious number is 5000 meters away from him, then Han Xun is 5000 million meters away from him.

Han Xun, who usually speaks in a popular and interesting way, is full of professional terms, and doesn't care if someone is listening to the scriptures.

Xu Simiao, who is quietly listening, can't go over and say: Hey, screenwriter, please chat in a way I understand.

The outside lace news had a lot of influence on Han Xun. If it weren't for the narrow social circle, Xu Simiao would not have picked someone from the entertainment industry for him to fall in love with.

But now it seems that Xueba is different. Apart from being shocked by Han Xun's identity as a screenwriter, after asking Xu Simiao a question, he is completely immersed in Han Xun's humorous topic.

After eating, Meng Xuanqi took the initiative to invite and said, "Mr. Han, the weather is so nice today. Let's go to the zoo this afternoon."

On a sunny and warm day, the zoo was crowded with people, all of them took their families out to play, and Xu Simiao was the only one who traveled alone.

He was wearing a shirt and jeans. His handsome appearance and muscular figure stood out from the crowd and were particularly eye-catching.

But Xu Simiao stared intently at the two men in front of him, shoulder to shoulder, visiting the zoo, secretly guessing what they were talking about.

In a noisy place, Xu Simiao couldn't continue to monitor Han Xun's chat.

But judging by the atmosphere, it is estimated that Meng Xuanqi is very suitable for Han Xun's taste.

Humph.

Also buy balloons.

Humph.

And buy cotton candy for people.

Humph.

And buy milk tea for people.

Do you think coaxing the little girl?Sure enough, Meng Xuan felt very weak, and some guys could finally be the top ones.

Xu Simiao was extremely unbalanced, so he gave Han Xun so much money, luxury cars to drive, and customized bodyguards.

And gave him two Golden Crane Awards!

Han Xun never bought him anything!

This person's attitude towards the benefactor is too bad.

Xu Simiao watched coldly, standing in the wishing pool square with a good view, watching the two talking and laughing at the animals.

Meng Xuanqi pointed excitedly at the peacock with its tail open inside the barbed wire. Han Xun nodded with a smile, and said something softly, which made his companion laugh heartily.

Xu Simiao raised his chin and snorted disdainfully, what kind of peacocks are you looking at? The peacocks are so tired of you that they spread their tails.

"Handsome, can you take a picture for us!"

Xu Simiao frowned and wanted to refuse this kind of help, but when he looked up, he found a blond foreigner standing beside the girl who made the request.

"He's from London and we'd love to have a photo in front of the elephant, please do me a favor."

Oh, British, Xu Simiao took the phone silently, waiting for them to stand up.

Anyway, no one cares about him, so it's better to help these tourists.

One has two, the handsome Xu Simiao was surrounded by people, and enthusiastically helped tourists take pictures.

Who told him that he was standing in a very suitable place, with the best background of the zoo behind him, and he was so eye-catching, like a TV star, so that people tried their best to strike up a conversation.

Xu Simiao enjoyed himself, no matter how many people asked him to help, he took the phone and helped to take pictures.

Even take photos with young and beautiful girls.

Anyway, Han Xun and Meng Xuanqi saw each other right, so why bother him.

After watching the monkeys, Meng Xuanqi noticed that Han Xun was staring at the direction they came from.

The most eye-catching thing there is a huge white elephant, with its long trunk raised, its forelimbs soaring into the air, stepping on the water of the wishing pool, it is vivid and vivid, and it is a classic sculpture of the zoo.

He asked, "What are you looking at?"

Han Xun looked far away, staring at the wishing pool square full of crowds, and said: "Look at the elephant statue in the wishing pool, so many people are surrounding him to take pictures, doesn't it look very promiscuous?"