Sao Nian, draw your knife!

Zhang Ming invited the whole crew to have dinner at a local restaurant, and Liu Yingying and Zou Meng praised him all the way in Zhou Dang's ear.

"Wealthy and powerful", "gentle as jade", "handsome", "young and promising", he almost thought that all the four-character compliments were tailor-made for Zhang Ming.

"I've decided! Mr. Zhang will be my male god from now on!"

Zhou Dang shook his head and convinced the two girls, but to be honest, he also wanted to have this kind of crazy little fans who put countless filters on him... a little envious.

Who doesn't like to be praised.

As long as it's not so exaggerated that he is praised as the number one in the three worlds with the same longevity as the sky, and he is quite happy to be praised for being handsome and good acting skills, just don't get angry.

Seating at the wine table has always been a big problem. Zhou Dang has a small family, and usually eats at a small round table with his parents, and his father doesn’t drink at all, so Zhou Dang’s wine table culture is not the slightest bit. Did not learn.

He has seen people who are angry because of the reservation of the wedding banquet, and he can't understand the behavior of blushing and thick-necked for a seat.Artists fight for positions, for money, for fans, for fame, all kinds of drives are for profit, it's understandable, but after drinking in this wine shop, you won't see it in your next life, maybe you won't see it again in this life, so why bother.

Zhou Dang asked the old artist in the crew to take the position, and he chose a seat that was neither awkward nor awkward.When Zhang Ming found him in the crowd, Zhou Dang was already separated by four people.

Zhang Zong, who included four words of praise, has a little mood.

How fierce is he that Zhou Dang will regard him as a scourge, and he will either open his thorns to attack him, or simply bury his head in the sand and hide like an ostrich.Such a thick thigh of his was shining golden, and he squeezed his head and ran towards him without foolishness, except for Zhou Dang, who still felt that Zhang Ming's flesh was gritted on his lips.

No matter how angry he was, he also knew that he couldn't be forced to come here in this occasion, so Zhang Ming resentfully dealt with the actor who stuck to him.Jin Ge, who witnessed the change in Zhang Ming's expression, looked down at his plate when the other party's gaze swept over him, and with a flick of his wrist, he inserted his chopsticks into the belly of the shrimp.

Jin Ge silently pulled out the chopsticks, peeled off the shell and ate cleanly.

As a writer who has been writing for many years, he will naturally observe the demeanor of the surrounding environment and characters, and it has almost become his instinct to observe people.But Zhang Zong and Zhou Dang... need to be studied, it can't be said, it can't be said...

"Mr. Zhang, you are my idol. When I was not in the circle before, I would collect financial news about you every day. Thank you for giving me a chance to get close to my idol. I will do whatever you want."

Xu Yitian offered three glasses of wine to Zhang Ming, and Zhang Ming took a sip casually. Those who knew him well knew that he never drank more than a glass of wine outside.

Zhang Ming has a nickname in the small school called "Three Cups of Beer", regardless of white beer and red beer, if you fill up three cups, you will be drunk.There are people who take off their clothes and walk the street while others sleep with their heads covered. Zhang Ming's wine madness can be described as unique.

He was drunk and looking for his mother.The boys who saw it for the first time rolled on the floor happily, and they all recorded videos and threatened to blackmail Zhang Ming.

Later, once in high school, he was drunk and didn't talk about his mother. He held Zhou Dang's face and almost said all the tender and loving words in his life. , stay with me from now on, what’s mine is yours, but you’re mine”, he remembered these words clearly.

In the past two years, Zhang Ming was occasionally drunk, and without exception, his friends or courageous assistants would ask him "Who is Zhou Dang" the next day.

Who is Zhou Dang, his sweetheart, the one who put a dead button on his heart and finally put on a heavy shackle, this little bastard even took the key.

Back then, when the boys heard that he had been dumped, they were all gearing up and wished they could beat him up and bring Zhang Ming in front of him. In the eyes of the boys, anyone who looked down on Zhang Ming would definitely be blinded.

Zhang Ming waved his hand. He didn't want Zhou Dang to get hurt at all. He was the one who was hurt and uncomfortable. In the end, he told his friend, let him go. This will last for eight years.

After drinking for three rounds, the hero and heroine finished their toasts one after another, and Zhang Ming's eyes were fixed on him, the male second.Zhou Dang visually measured the distance between himself and Zhang Ming, rubbed the wine glass in his hand a few times and put it down.It's not good to toast after so many seniors. It would be too obsequious to walk away from his seat. Zhou Dang is selectively blind and pretends not to understand Zhang Ming's eyes that are about to breathe fire. Therefore, he is most afraid of group activities. The entertainment is more tiring than making him film for a year.

"Brother Zhou, you and Zhang are always classmates."

Liu Yingying didn't look like a question sentence, Zhou Dang was taken aback: "High school classmate, where did you hear it?"

"I just heard it when I went to the dressing room in the afternoon, and it was widely spread. There is no secret here."

Zhou Dang smiled wryly, but is it necessary for high school classmates to pass it on? These people are so boring that they can use this as a topic of conversation.

"Brother Zhou, don't mind if I tell the truth."

Usually... this kind of opening remarks, it's hard to think about it or not.

"You said."

"I envy you."

Zhou Dang helped his forehead, what is it about him that others should envy?Whether he became famous overnight and has millions of fans or is he a movie star who enjoys a salary of tens of millions. This superficial appearance of his whole body is still eye-catching, but in this circle, let’s not talk about a brick and shoot a group of people like him, right? It's no problem to stretch out your hand and grab a five-finger count.

"What do you envy me for?"

"It's easy to get Mr. Zhang's signature and photo. You see, he's not an artist and doesn't need to be a fan. He definitely won't give me an autograph, but it's different for you as a classmate." Liu Yingying looked at him enviously.

Zhou Dang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the little girl looked so serious that he didn't know what to say, if Zhang Ming was really an ordinary classmate, he could have the cheek to ask her for an autograph, but unfortunately not, he didn't even have time to hide.

"Then what, the soup is good, drink the soup, drink the soup..."

Mr. Zhou, you changed the subject too bluntly, bad review.Liu Yingying scooped up a bowl of soup angrily, and glared at him angrily. If you want to say why Miss Liu has no scruples about talking to Zhou Dang, this person really suits her eyes, and she is gentle and not overstepping the rules. She is simply the ideal type of Miss Liu. , if it wasn't for Zhou Dang's lack of fame, she still wanted to chase him.

Zhang Ming's eyes touched the two people who had their heads together, squeezed the wine glass in his hand and took a sip. After the boredom, he realized that he was an idiot at home, and immediately pushed the empty glass aside.

Xu Yitian spotted Zhang Ming's movements from the corner of his eye and refilled him with a glass of juice.

"what's your name?"

"Maybe one day, allow it, one day or two days."

"Good name, young and promising." Zhang Ming doesn't chase dramas or stars, but his mother and sister are star chasers. One day they like this and tomorrow they like another, which makes him often chase after people's buttocks for autographs .

"You are really young and promising, I am still far behind."

Zhang Ming listened too much to compliments, and he basically didn't repeat them. He really didn't like this because he used all the flattering words on him.

"There's no need to compare with me." Every other line is like a mountain, and it's impossible to compare them together.

"Yes."

Seeing his low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Zhang Ming felt pleasing to his eyes, and leaned towards Xu Yitian to discuss with him: "Can you sign me?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Xu Yitian also felt quite surprised to be in Mr. Zhang's eyes. Originally, he just wanted not to offend and compliment him, but he didn't realize that there was a surprise: "I didn't bring pen and paper, no I know which room Mr. Zhang lives in, I will send it to you after drinking, if it is not convenient for you tonight, I will send it to you after the show tomorrow."

Whether he can catch Zhang Ming, he will always try.

Zhang Ming thought for a while: "Tomorrow night, I'll ask the assistant to tell you the room number." It happened that tomorrow morning he returned to the company and asked the assistant to take it and send it to his mother.In a short time, Zhang Ming didn't dare to go home. Zhang's mother's curse to urge the marriage could kill a person, so he avoided the limelight first.

"it is good."

Zhang Ming didn't stay for too long, and left after explaining a few words to the executive producer and director. Before leaving, he exchanged glances with the ostrich-like Zhou Dang, smiling happily.

Zhou Dang shuddered. Seeing Zhang Ming like this, it is likely that someone is going to be unlucky.

The big boss is gone, everyone is not indulging in the drinking and went back to rest. Zhou Dang had no show the next day and was relatively free. He had more dinners with Liu Yingying. He was about [-]% full. The three of them took a taxi back to the hotel together.

The first thing he did when he returned to the room was to turn up the air conditioner. Zhou Dang took off his down jacket and took his pajamas to take a shower after his hands and feet were warm. He came out after half an hour of dawdling. call.

Zhou Dang tied the towel in a knot in his hair, and called Zhang Ming back.

Zhou Dang took the initiative to admit his mistake before Zhang Ming got through the call: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhang, I just took a shower so I didn't answer your call."

"Taking a bath?" Zhang Ming leaned against the bathtub and breathed comfortably with his neck up. Zhou Dang heard the murmur and moved the phone ten centimeters away and turned on the loudspeaker.

Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form/is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the same is true of thinking and knowing.Zhou Dang muttered silently in his heart.

"Yes, what's the matter with you?"

"Come down, I'm downstairs in your hotel."

"Huh?" Zhou Dang lay down by the window and looked down. He really couldn't see where Zhang Ming was at the figures in twos and threes on the main road.

"Choose one, I'll go to your room, or you come down."

"I'm going down!" Zhou Dang pulled the towel and ran out wrapped in a down jacket. In his eyes, this was not a multiple-choice question, but a proposition. He wanted to choose a more comprehensive way to die for himself.

She didn't wear thick clothes inside, just a pair of pajamas and a down jacket, and when she got out of the hotel gate, Zhou Dang was so cold that she couldn't help sniffling, and her bangs were straightened by the cold wind.

"Mr. Zhang, where are you?"

"Down?"

"Well, it's just the pajamas I'm wearing, it's a little unsightly."

"It's fine, I don't mind."

"Where are you?" There were occasional pedestrians on the road at ten o'clock in the evening, but Zhang Ming was not seen in the green belt.

"Zhou Dang, what's the name of your hotel?"

"Our hotel? Hetai..." Zhou Dang finally understood when he heard the hearty laughter. He squeezed the phone viciously and hung up the phone. Mr. Zhang, who is nearly [-] years old, is really naive.

Zhang Ming's good mood was not affected by the hanging up of the phone. Who made him stay so far away from him today, and even chatted and laughed with the actresses in the crew. up.

Zhou Dang ran back clutching the collar of his down jacket, went back to his room and got under the covers, regretting that he hung up the phone too impulsively. It is estimated that I may not be able to see the sun when I get up early tomorrow.

This crew is poisonous, very poisonous...

The author has something to say:

Ask for the collection of little angels~ I love you~

"Form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form" is what Xuanzang said in the Buddhist scriptures

In Chapter 1, "there is no crime greater than desire, and no disaster greater than dissatisfaction" is taken from "Lao Tzu - Frugality No. 40 Six"

Let me explain to you, these two sentences are not original by me~

I heard that there are references to be marked, well-behaved mark~