Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

The arduous military training did not make Han Xun tan, but whiter.

"Code Name Eagle" continues to publish military training photos of casting. Among the group of bronze-colored actor candidates, Han Xun is always white and eye-catching, even if he hides in the back rows, he can be spotted at a glance.

The onlookers who saw the promotional photos of the crew seriously suspected that they were technically processed photos.

In such a hot day, everyone is dark, why is he still so white!

"I don't care, why is a man so white and shiny after basking in the sun every day and running over an obstacle wall with heavy loads? It's either posing or photoshopping!"

"According to my many years of experience in watching films, there is no trace of technical processing in this set of pictures of the crew. The original film is completely uploaded. I can even see that Mr. Han has acne on his temple."

"... Acne is so hidden, Mr. Han used bird's nest to cover his face, did he take a bath with milk!"

"Come on, it's time for the favorite skin care products, let's private message Mr. Xu to ask about skin care products."

A group of people flocked to Xu Simiao's Weibo to ask about the skin care products Han Xun used.

So Mr. Xu with wheat-colored skin is very puzzled. Han Xun's skin care in the past was very rough, and he didn't pay attention to his dressing taste, but he is fair, and Xu Simiao still hasn't turned white with the same skin care product as him.

After seriously thinking about Han Xun's body from pale face to lower body, Xu Simiao suddenly realized: Why do these guys know Han Xun's movements better than him? Does he still have a sense of existence as a verbal honey?

Xu Simiao directly dialed Han Xun's phone and called, but no one answered.

Han Xun is always very busy, especially when entering the stage of military training, even external contact has been classified into militarized management. Xu Simiao, a legitimate family member, can only wait for Han Xun's initiative to contact him.

Because, military training does not bring mobile phones.

Xu Simiao stared at the promotional photos sent out by the crew, and could tell at a glance that Han Xun had lost weight.

The hair is still full of spirit, the long and narrow eyes are colder and clearer, the neck curve is beautiful and straight, even the shoulder blades reveal strength, the legs are slender and straight, wrapped in the camouflage uniform, it makes Xu Simiao's blood spurt.

Xu Simiao felt a little uncomfortable, like a lazy and coquettish cat in his arms turned into a lean and strong little leopard, but he didn't know anything about it.

There was a touch of distress and regret in his heart, and he really wanted to catch Han Xun and raise him well, instead of allowing him to suffer in the military camp.

It's a pity that he can only think about it, a mature man can't be so authoritarian and naive.

Han Xun, who fell in love with freedom, must learn to endure loneliness.

Xu Simiao was almost moved by his empathy, he really is the person who loves Han Xun the most in the world!

The only way to relieve worries is to go to work.

Xu Simiao conscientiously exercised the rights of the chairman and called the people in charge of Ross Investment to hold a full-day discussion meeting.The hard-working attitude of the chairman has infected all the staff. Ross Investment is full of energy from top to bottom, and the efficiency has increased several times.

On a lonely night without Han Xun, Xu Simiao didn't plan to go home. He planned to lock himself in the office and work overtime until the early hours of the morning to make outstanding contributions to socialism.

The overtime just started when Han Xun finally called him back.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Han Xun's voice was deep and panting, and he took several deep breaths but failed to calm his heavy breathing.

Xu Simiao easily strayed to the special channel, and immediately frowned and asked, "Why are you panting so much?"

Han Xun said: "I just ran three thousand."

"You lied to me, it's already seven o'clock!" Xu Simiao didn't accept this kind of excuse, and continued training at night. How could the barracks be so cruel? !

"Extra practice." Han Xun breathed a little calmer, "I'm not lying to you, don't worry about me cheating, I'm tired, I don't even have the heart to write the script."

She didn't even bother to write the script, it was really tiring, Xu Simiao felt a little distressed, but was immediately suppressed by herself.

Who is to blame? Han Xun didn't ask for it.

Xu Simiao, who was very unhappy, still didn't let him go, and said in a strong tone: "I don't believe it, I want to check the post, you take a photo right away to prove your innocence, and I want to see a half-length photo of you in full clothes. To prevent you from fooling me with the photos you took before, put your right index finger and middle finger on your lips and blow a kiss, and I'll give you ten seconds, if the photos don't come out, it proves that you're hooked up with someone else!"

Han Xun: ...

Han Xun really wanted to hang up the phone and go show off with Xu Simiao.

When he really hung up the phone, he couldn't bear to get up.

After thinking about it, he turned on the camera to take a selfie, and sent a photo according to Xu Simiao's unreasonable request.

Xu Simiao never took his eyes off the phone. The moment he received the selfie, he suddenly laughed out loud.

Han Xun in the photo is wearing a camouflage uniform, and his hairline is covered with traces of sweat. He glanced at the camera lightly, as if condemning Xu Simiao, a fool's stupid request, but pressed his right hand on his lips, just as Xu Simiao begged, Made a silly kiss gesture.

After the baptism of high-intensity training, Han Xun's eyes are sharp, and he exudes an untamed wild smell. Seeing a perfunctory photo, Xu Simiao's heart is surging and he is about to move.

He quickly dialed the phone, and Han Xun answered in seconds.

"I miss you." Xu Simiao's voice was so gentle that Han Xun's ears turned red, "When will this torture end, I'm so lonely to death."

"Soon." Han Xun said, walking slowly towards the dormitory, "When the crew enters the set, the management is not as strict as the military camp, I can ask for leave, and you can come and see me."

Just thinking about what Han Xun said "soon", Xu Simiao felt itchy, but still refused, "Forget it, how long have you been on leave? As long as I see you now, I can fuck you until you can't get out of bed. Sometimes you will complain that I don't know the seriousness, alas, it's better to endure until you finish the filming, and it will be better to settle accounts after autumn."

The bed matter was so straightforward that Han Xun felt his back burn.

Xu Simiao can't change his mouth to take advantage. Han Xun used to be indifferent and choked, but now he can recall all kinds of tricks and postures Xu Simiao played, and his fingertips trembled with numbness.

The shooting on the set must also be high-intensity, and it will never be inferior to the level of military training.

If he and Xu Simiao asked for leave to meet, the dry firewood would burn for a long time and the rain would dry up. It would take less than ten days and a half a month to put out the fire.

Absent for ten days and half a month... Han Xun just thought about it, and he could imagine how sharp the eyes of everyone in Changkong Film and Television Center were.

No, he can't be so thick-skinned.

Immediately, Han Xun felt that Xu Simiao's decision was very wise and thoughtful, as expected of Mr. Xu who knew him very well, and he really had foresight and planning.

As soon as there was silence on the phone, Xu Simiao knew that Han Xun understood what he meant.

While regretting their separation in his heart, he was proud of his self-control, so he could only settle for the next best thing and said: "Look, we won't see each other for so long, so you can send me a photo every day, I want to see look at you."

Han Xun raised his hand to wipe the sticky sweat on the back of his neck, and he hated himself, "The camouflage uniform is so ugly, every day I still roll in the dirt and eat dust, my whole body is covered in stinky sweat, what's there to photograph."

However, Xu Simiao was very insistent, "No, I have allowed you to do what you like freely, so you can't let me do something I like to do too? You can post whatever you want. I used to care about you wherever you were. I can receive the news, but you hide in the barracks, I have nothing to do, I miss you."

Han Xun was able to face Xu Simiao's showmanship, playfulness, and nasty talk, but he couldn't bear his showing weakness.

The words "I miss you" hit his heart sourly and softly, which could make him desperately want to go back and touch the little lion's wronged down.

"I miss you too." Han Xun said, "Then I'll send you a photo when I'm free."

Han Xun did what he said, but he didn't say that he would post selfies.

Xu Simiao, who lives alone in an empty room, receives photos of Han Xun every day.

However, there is no sign of Han Xun in the photos, only the familiar stick figure in Han Xun's notebook.

The thin white fingers on the paper, holding the pen, seemed to be telling Xu Simiao: This was just shot, don't make trouble, be good.

The naive Director Xu finally outperformed Gua Min's friends, and he immediately posted Han Xun's stick figure on Weibo, showing off shamelessly.

--look!

The masses of the people accepted the provocation, and the disdainful comments were filled with comments and reposts.

"Report! There is a director here who doesn't work hard and draws stick figures!"

"It's so naive, I didn't expect rich people's painting skills to be similar to mine."

"Wait, wait, the bony fingers, the pale skin, the green sleeves of the camouflage uniform, the one who drew the stickman is definitely not Xu Simiao! He is so dark!"

Xu Simiao, who is so dark, posted a picture of such a white finger and a stick figure.

The senior scholars who had experienced the baptism of showing affection immediately reacted.

"—Ah, this person is posting pictures drawn by Mr. Han!"

Everyone responded, and the whole people looked at the picture.

The disdainful faces just now disappeared, and they were densely crowded under Xu Simiao's Weibo, and when they came up, they were full of praise.

"Mr. Han's painting skills are amazing, I can tell that this painting is a brother soldier!"

"Look at this wild stance, look at this streamlined gun, and the charm of a soldier is drawn with just a few strokes!"

"My teacher Han is too good. I can draw such a handsome stickman. Is he going to be the art director of "Code Name Eagle"!"

Xu Simiao scrolled through the comments and finally knew what a fan was. A man like him with a love filter, looking at Han Xun's stick figures, couldn't boast such shameless words. Blushing, it's really a downfall!

Netizen friends are simply the source of happiness for Xu Simiao. He directly copied the screenshot to Han Xun, saying: Look, your fans are living like sailors!

Han Xun received the screenshot and was successfully amused by the praise from netizens.

Sure enough, the masses of people with rich imagination, facing the simple to crude stick figures, boasted like some handed down paintings.

Seeing them so happy, Han Xun suddenly had an idea.

As a result, Han Xun's long-silent Weibo, an exclusive series of stick figures appeared.

——Once upon a time, there was a soldier named Chai Huo [Picture]

Han Xun used simple stick figures to describe a soldier named Chaihuo. After he was injured and left his beloved team, he suddenly awakened the supernatural power of Chaihuo. He could summon all kinds of army weapons and equipment to fight against gangsters bravely.

The onlookers, who were just boasting and playing casually, are comfortable, and there is a short story about Mr. Han to read!

This setting!

This background!

This painter!

Brain Bunao Bu Brain is a military science fiction blockbuster!Catch up with the Premier League in minutes!

Everyone has a firewood man to watch, and the childish Xu Simiao is jealous.

On the night when Matchstick's super power was released, Xu Simiao called to bargain, "Honey, I don't have any privileges due to our relationship? I ask you to send me some photos that outsiders can't see, even naked ones! That's fine! Anyway, I want the kind of photos that others can't see!"

There are quite a lot of requirements, which is very in line with Mr. Xu's style.

This time, Han Xun didn't care about it, and sent some matches to show that it would be good if he had Xu Simiao in his heart. He also chose to be naked, and he was not afraid that the photos would be leaked and people would hate him.

Military training is more important, Han Xun ignores Xu Simiao's troubles.

After the military training finally eliminated more than a dozen actors, the leading actor was confirmed. After going through strict screening and assessment, the remaining actors had a different aura, with a straight figure and a light and unrestrained posture in heavy combat uniforms.

Zheng Xuesong nodded, and said to the actors who persevered: "Everyone's quality is good. Although you can't be a special soldier, it's no problem to be the pacesetter of our crew. Please work hard to complete the task!"

After finishing speaking, he solemnly saluted the actor with a military salute.

"Yes!"

A group of actors who have been selected thousands of times, even the military salute is showing iron bones, piercing the sky.

After confirming the starring role, the most important thing is to set the makeup photo. This time, in order to make "Code Name Owl Eagle" a movie with wide influence, Changkong Film and Television Center changed the mystery of the past and released every progress of the movie as photo news .

In order to carry out follow-up publicity, the makeup photos of the actors are imminent.

Those heavy bulletproof suits and protective helmets are worn on the body, and the actors are all heroic. When they really go to the battlefield, they are definitely brave and skilled special forces, and they will not lose to any enemy.

Geng Dong saw Han Xun standing next to him watching attentively, and asked, "Xiao Han, do you want to take a picture? We have all the team uniforms, anyway, you can handle it."

The weight of special forces equipment would definitely not be able to support the previous Han Xun.

Perhaps it was the weight-bearing running that worked. Wearing a tight and dull special combat uniform and holding an assault wooden warehouse, Han Xun felt that he could still run 8000 meters.

The photos of other actors need to be edited and put on the posters. Han Xun’s photos are purely kept as souvenirs. After the shooting, the photos are exported directly and kept for him to keep.

Han Xun looked very strange to the person in the photo, and those eyes with strong spirit were not at all like the self he saw in the mirror every day.

This kind of photo should be regarded as "the kind that others can't see", which is especially in line with the high requirements of willful Mr. Xu.

So, he sent it to Xu Simiao and completed another task.

Xu Simiao, who had never waited for a nude masturbation photo, almost broke the strings in his mind when he received the photo of a tough guy from the special forces.

Regardless of whether Han Xun came back or not, he just raised his hand and sent a message, "Big Brother Bing, I want to fuck you, just seeing this makes me hard."

The lonely but well-behaved Xu Simiao backhandedly posted Han Xun's photo on Weibo to show off crazily.

--mine!

A group of netizens and friends who were ready to point out the country and urge the incompetent second generation to go to work and not to disappoint the trust of the leader of Han rushed in to take a look, and their legs were weak because of the handsome photos.

Han Xun is wearing a close-fitting combat uniform, holding a cold and hard assault wooden warehouse, but his gaze is colder than metal, with a fair face, long legs, thin waist and wide shoulders, and strong male hormones burst out from the beginning to the end, like The next second will raise the gun to snipe, and no one can escape.

"Ah, my teacher Han has gone to the army!"

"I can play with this leg for a year, woo woo woo, I'm a traitor, Xu Simiao is not good enough for our teacher Han!"

"I'm crying. Mr. Han is really a descendant of the red, has he inherited the glorious tradition of the revolution? Then will we only be able to watch military movies in the future?"

"If this is the case, it will be a bolt from the blue! Although Mr. Han is super handsome, I am afraid of watching too many military movies! I like the sand sculpture films written by Mr. Han!"

In everyone's mind, there is only the fear of "it's over, Mr. Han has gone to the army", fearing that there will be no light-hearted comedy and romance dramas to watch in the future, but no one will pay attention to Xu Simiao himself.

Even Xu Simiao's Weibo did not boast to him, "Well, you have a leader in your heart and a very correct attitude."

So, the naive Xu Simiao discovered that the love with this group of single cells cannot be concealed, but must be revealed!

So he deleted the photo again and reposted: "My family's Han Xun sent me the photo alone, the kind that others can't see!"

Accustomed to Xu Simiao's capriciousness of posting and deleting, and posting again after deleting, Han Xue was very calm and calm.

Oh.

For a moment, they continued the topic of the collapse just now under the new Weibo——

Ahhh why do I, Teacher Han, want to serve in the army!

Who will write the sand sculpture script for us after serving as a soldier!

Wuwuwu Teacher Han's military uniform is really handsome and soft-legged, but I want more sand sculpture scripts, and I don't want Teacher Han to become a professional military film ah woo woo woo!