Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

In the absence of Rex, Han Xun was finally able to sit back on his sofa throne, which was the most comfortable seat when he was serious about writing the script.

Near dinner, the two brothers finally came back.

Han Xun stopped tapping, and said to Xu Simiao: "Mr. Xu, the set is busy these days, and I waste time going back and forth, so I will go to the hotel tonight."

Han Xun had expected Xu Simiao's reaction, he would not let him go when he was addicted to drama, and he firmly disagreed with Han Xun running away by himself.

He was ready to watch the play, but Xu Simiao nodded and asked softly: "Okay, if the filming site is at the Red Wall Film and Television Base this time, Dongyue Hotel will be closer to you at night. Have you packed your things? Not packed." Well, I’ll pack it up for you after dinner, so you won’t have to pack a few more sets of sportswear and go out.”

There was concern in the words. Before Han Xun could be moved by the normality of the gold master, he said to his younger brother: "Rex, you should stay at home these few days and remember to bring bodyguards when you go out. means no danger."

These words were so strange that Han Xun frowned and said, "Mr. Xu, I mean, I'm going to stay in the hotel alone."

Alone, no pets.

"No." Xu Simiao smiled and shook his head, "I can't sleep without you."

Han Xun: ...

Well, he got it, the scene started, and Xu Simiao didn't intend to end it.

According to Han Xun's long-term experience, he just needs to shut up and be amazed, and appreciate Mr. Xu's superb acting skills.

Obviously, Rex didn't know that this was Xu Simiao's repertoire. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes were burning with anger, "Why?"

Why does Daniel go wherever this guy goes, and he can only stay in this broken villa!

Xu Simiao smiled and said, "Because the hotels near the studio are narrow and small, you are not used to staying there."

"If you can live, so can I." Rex was very insistent, and a pair of blue eyes glanced at Han Xun, "I won't allow this person to use you again."

"He didn't use me." Xu Simiao walked over, deliberately sat down beside Han Xun, and put his arms around his shoulders, "We are in love with each other, and we have made a private decision for life."

Rex exploded without warning, and said, "Daniel, he's not good enough for you!"

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you."

Han Xun felt that he wasted his time here because he was idle and crazy.

Rex and Xu Simiao are really suitable for acting in the Sand Sculpture CEO drama, which perfectly presents Mr. Xu's quarrel and reconciliation, and reconciliation after quarrel.

Sure enough, art comes from life, and the domineering president is honest with me. It turns out that this is their daily life, and I am the cannonball in daily life.

In the midst of such talkative gunpowder, Han Xun was very tired.

He closed his notebook and said, "Mr. Xu, you and Mr. Ailov have a deep brotherly relationship. It's easy to disturb you if I live here."

"It's okay." Xu Simiao smiled like a cat stealing, "You can whisper a little."

Han Xun: ...

Rex must have understood, otherwise those beautiful blue eyes would not have looked at Han Xun with disdain.

Han Xun really had a mouthful of old blood stagnated in his chest and couldn't spit it out. He really wanted to get Xu Simiao's brain open to see if it was filled with yellow waste.

If he writes a case of forcing his ex-girlfriend to murder, he must give his ex-girlfriend a painful ending, wishing he would not be reincarnated as a human being in the next life, so as to vent his hatred.

He didn't care about it, and the two brothers continued to tear, and the tearing was louder. Han Xun walked upstairs with the computer in his arms, not even wanting to say hello.

Han Xun left without saying a word, Xu Simiao would not let him go easily.

President Xu shouted in the sweetest voice of his life: "Xunxun, are we not going to the hotel?"

"I'm going to sleep with a headache, send dinner to my room, goodbye."

If he continued to stay, he was afraid that he would kill someone with a knife and spend the rest of his life regretting in prison.

Han Xun's hotel plan fell through, and he swore that if he packed his luggage and went to the hotel alone, within two hours, Xu Simiao would come to his door to perform a bloody show of "I didn't do well and you abandoned me".

Moreover, Rex with the big tail will follow behind him.

Tired, very tired.

Han Xun, who has always been depressed by writing scripts, really couldn't write anything this time, went to bed after eating, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

Then, he dreamed of a big cat.

The big golden cat is not as cute as a feline at all. Its eyes are long and narrow, and it bows guardedly. It darted up to him, opened its mouth to bite him, and licked out a piece of moist wetness on the back of his neck. trace.

Those amber eyes were so shocking that Han Xun could feel the thorns on his tongue in his dream when he licked them lightly, as if he wanted to lick off his flesh.

Han Xun was startled awake.

He sat on the bed deliriously, not knowing whether he should develop this episode into a zoo fantasy story, or forget it as a normal nightmare.

However, he clearly sighed that he was deeply poisoned by Xu Simiao, and when he was extremely afraid, he actually shouted in his dream: Xu Simiao, get out!

Why did he think of Xu Simiao when he saw the amber eyes?

That's obviously a cat!

Han Xun didn't sleep well, put on a few sets of sportswear, put on a computer and went out.

It's only been a day, and he's about to have a nervous breakdown. If he continues to get along with the wealthy brothers, he may die prematurely.

For the dozens of scripts he has yet to write, Han Xun decides to cherish life and stay away from local tyrants.

If you can’t stay in a hotel, then go to Wen Lao’s house.

He still didn't believe that this pair of shameless brothers dared to break into the house of Wen Heshan, a respected man, and staged a scene where the bloody president stole it.

He will be arrested by the police!

Han Xun, who made up his mind not to go back to the villa, found a very reasonable reason after finishing a day of filming, and ran to Wen Heshan's house to stay.

Along the way, Mr. Wen expressed the endless worries of the elders towards the younger generation, "Why would a good water pipe blow up? Is it because the neighborhood you live in is too old, which is why the water pipes are aging?"

"Maybe." Han Xun didn't dare to say too clearly, "I originally planned to move, but I haven't found time to look at the apartment, and I'm not used to living in a hotel, so I can only trouble you."

"Oh—" Wen Lao stroked his beard with a smile, "I thought you were arguing with Xiao Xu."

Han Xun: ...

"I was wrong, Mr. Wen." Han Xun continued to lie without shame, and sure enough, in front of the well-informed old Jianghu, his lie was immediately exposed, "I did have a little unpleasantness with Mr. Xu, So I want to avoid the limelight with you."

"Hahaha, don't be shy." Elder Wen laughed until his beard trembled wildly, "When young people inevitably blush and have thick necks when they fall in love, just tell me the truth, and I won't sell you out either."

I didn't fall in love with him!

"Actually, it's not easy for you. If you let go of your anger after being separated for a few days, you will be able to go more smoothly in the days to come."

Really do not have!

In short, under Wen Lao's happy misunderstanding, Han Xun became a young lover who lost his temper, and followed him back to Wen's villa.

As soon as he entered the living room, he found that the room was dark, and Wenhang was watching movies on a huge projection screen at home.

It was an old Anti-Japanese War film, and when it was projected on the screen, you could see the noise dots twinkling like white stars.

The actor's eyes were angry, and he performed the most classic film handed down from that era.

"Mr. Han?" Wen Hang continued to play the old film, and greeted him in surprise.

Wen Heshan pretended to be angry and said, "Why, did you forget about Grandpa when you saw Xiao Han?"

"Grandpa." Wen Hang smiled apologetically, "I haven't seen Mr. Han for a long time. Does Mr. Han have a new script? Recently I'm filming "Ten Seconds Forbidden Zone". The script is not bad. Mr. Han is interested in working with me Shall we chat?"

Sure enough, in an environment where the topic was the script, Han Xun's tense nerves could be eased.

With a smile on his face, he put down his backpack and said in a very relaxed manner, "Okay."

Since Xu Simiao went bankrupt, Wen Hang's attitude towards the relationship between the two has calmed down a lot.

Han Xun would rather pretend that he loves vanity, but also distance himself from himself, because he is really moved by Xu Simiao.

The rich have no money, and Han Xun is still by Xu Simiao's side. Naturally, Wen Hang is not qualified to comment on such emotions.

He likes the script, and he also likes Han Xun, but everything returned to pure liking, and after he didn't think about helping Han Xun "get out of trouble", he even opened up his mind.

He doesn't care about other people's emotional experience, he only cares about whether the script story can bring him happiness.

As soon as Han Xun came, Wen Hang pulled him and talked non-stop.

Staying in the territory of the director's family really made Han Xun feel extremely comfortable.

The air is filled with the atmosphere of art, and any small ornament can tell a fragment of a movie.

You don't need to care about the grievances of the rich and powerful, and you don't need to worry about Xu Simiao's whim and teasing. It is so comfortable that every cell in the body can get the relaxation it deserves.

Therefore, Han Xun, who lingered so much, felt a little conflicted when he saw Xu Simiao calling.

Wen Heshan said with a smile: "If you don't answer the phone, he may come to pick you up."

Wen Hang looked curious and asked, "Who is it?"

"Shh." Wen Heshan gestured to Wenhang to silence, and still treated him like a two-year-old child, "Don't worry about adults' business."

Wen Hang understood in seconds, with an embarrassing and helpless expression.

Han Xun had no choice but to stand up and go to a secluded place to answer the phone, otherwise, Wen Heshan probably would have to show the truth of love and tell him not to be too squeamish.

As soon as the phone call was made, Xu Simiao asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm not going back." Han Xun said.

"I asked where are you?" Xu Simiao's voice was a little serious, and he asked persistently.

"...Old Wen's house."

Han Xun felt like he was an elementary school student who ran away from home for no reason.

However, he will definitely not go back!Facing these two brothers again, he will kill, he swears!

Unexpectedly, Xu Simiao actually smiled.

He said: "I know you are at Wen's home, but luckily you didn't lie to me. Stay away from Wen Hang, and you are not allowed to sleep with him. Remember to eat breakfast in the morning, and don't stay up late at night no matter how busy you are. If the food at Wen's home is not to your taste , just tell me, and I will call Uncle Xin to live nearby and cook for you and deliver it to you."

The gentle exhortation was nothing like Xu Simiao himself.

"Did you hear that?"

"Hmm." Han Xun was not moved at all, and asked with a sneer, "Is it because Mr. Elov is by your side that you say such things?"

There was a chuckle from over there, and Xu Simiao's voice was deep and deep, "What's the matter with him? I'm only saying things like this when you're not by my side."

"I'm worried about you." Xu Simiao said, "If you don't like living with Rex, you can stay with Mr. Wen for a few days. When I persuade him to return to England, I will come to pick you up."

Han Xun felt like... a little daughter-in-law who had been moved in by an evil mother-in-law and secretly returned to her mother's house after being wronged.

...Yes, what's wrong?

During the whole day on the set, Han Xun was in a daze.

He couldn't resist Xu Simiao's gentleness, and even felt that his condition was very bad.

The distaste I had for the two brothers disappeared after a phone call, and I even really wanted to pack my backpack and go home.

Han Xun stared at the actors' opponents in a daze.

The plot has come to an end, An Yi and Cen Jiahao finally returned to their bodies.

Song Jian asked: An Yi, what's wrong with me, tell me!

Qiao Jiexi replied: Apart from being rich, what are you doing well?

Just like Xu Simiao in Han Xun's heart, he is rich, funny, and handsome, but he is self-righteous and keen on having fun, which makes people feel no sense of security.

Well, Han Xun evoked a smile, as long as he digs out the essence of Mr. Xu, the inexplicable goodwill in his heart will disappear completely.

In the past, he hoped that Xu Simiao would become the leading actor in a romantic drama because he was handsome, noble, and gentle (acting), which fit all girls' fantasies about their future spouse.

People with this personality, if they don't burn money every day to tie up the heroine, they will break up every minute and turn a romance film into a sad memoir with nothing but money.

Thinking about it carefully, Han Xun felt that he was more suitable to write a romance film about parting ways, rather than Cen Jiahao's shameless family carnival ending with a prostitution contract and seeking comfort and pity.

The audience was moved by the normal Qiao Jiexi, only Han Xun was so far away that he even dismantled the CP in his mind.

Cen Jiahao married the eldest lady of the right family, An Yi continued her down-to-earth ordinary life, the prince and princess were together, and Cinderella was still the same Cinderella.

"Xiao Han, you are a bit out of shape." Wen Heshan laughed and teased when he went out, "Is it because the food at my house is not as fragrant as the one at home, and the bed at home is not as soft as the one at home?"

"No such thing." Han Xun said with a light smile, "I'm just thinking about my lawsuit with Sun Haoran, and I'm a little worried."

When it comes to serious matters, Wen Heshan can't continue joking. He said with firm eyes: "Don't worry, all of us support you. The script and authorship rights will definitely be taken back to you. I am still waiting for the filming of "Dawn and Twilight" As for The Line Catcher, the result of this lawsuit will definitely not let us down."

When they walked out of the studio, they found a familiar extended commercial vehicle parked outside the door. Xu Simiao owned one of this expensive model.

"What's the matter, Xiao Han?" Wen Heshan asked aloud seeing him frowning while staring at the car.

Han Xun was sure that the license plate number was exactly the same as the one parked in Linhai Villa, but Xu Simiao went to the set to pick him up without saying hello, the possibility was too small.

It's only been a day, and according to Rex's temper, how could he leave the country obediently.

While he was still thinking, the car door opened, and a tall, tall Englishman stepped out.

Those blue eyes were full of unhappiness, but they still walked over with a serious expression, and said quickly in English with a blunt tone: "Follow me."

Han Xun didn't move. Just now Rex's voice was too low, his speech was too fast, his pronunciation was too standard, so he, a pure Chinese citizen, couldn't understand.

"Oh, isn't this Daniel Ross?" Wen Heshan was surprised when he saw Rex, and even said in English, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Ross."

Even though Rex was very dissatisfied with Han Xun's reaction, he still maintained the demeanor that the Ailov family should have.

The grey-bearded elder had a much better attitude than Han Xun, and Rex responded politely: "Nice to meet you too, respect..."

"Jack, my name is Jack." Wen Heshan smiled very kindly. He hasn't used an English name for many years, and he didn't expect to have the opportunity to introduce himself.

He shook Rex's hand and asked with a smile, "Mr. Ross, where are you taking him?"

"A little personal matter." Rex withdrew his hand gently, frowned and looked at Han Xun, and finally made a "please" gesture reluctantly.

He said, "Mr. Han, please follow me."

The attitude of this sentence is [-] times better than the first sentence, perfectly showing the cultivation and bearing that a British nobleman should have.

Han Xun was moved. As long as Rex can maintain this level and don't lower his requirements for his noble status, he will be able to forgive Rex for all his misunderstandings.

After all, Rex looks pleasing to the eye, and the face control always wants to give him some face.

Han Xun said goodbye to Wen Lao, and got into the business car with his bag on his back.

The brief invitation has already attracted countless people to whisper and take pictures. This is a film set. Who knows if that handsome blond-haired and blue-eyed guy just now is an international movie star.

"Wow!" The sudden exclamation of the onlookers almost pierced the sky.

The moment Han Xun closed the door, he heard countless voices shouting, "Is that Daniel Rose?"

Han Xun sat down, calmly looked at the blond man who was glaring at him, and closed the car door. His nobility and elegance were all gone, his hair was all blown up, and every pore was filled with anger.

No, that's his brother.

Han Xun's emotion just disappeared, and he directly raised his hand to send a message to Xu Simiao.

—Your brother is here with me.

Within three seconds of the message being sent, Han Xun's cell phone rang rapidly.

It's Xu Simiao.

"...you kidnapped Rex?" Xu Simiao asked immediately.

Han Xun was sitting in the car, in front of him was the serious Rex Ailov.

"Your brother kidnapped me."

Han Xun felt that he shouldn't have written "I Don't Want to Go to Work", and now he has been punished, and all the rich and bloody plots are poured on him.

Ugh.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh. He had written the kidnapping plot.