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Chapter 38 38 Hangover (please reward, please vote)

Chapter 38 Hangover (please reward, monthly ticket)

"OMG! I must have had too much to drink, these two guys!"

After rubbing his dizzy head, Eric woke up from the bed in a daze.

Looking around, he saw that it was not his own home. It took him a moment to realize that this was probably a hotel.

I looked down and saw that my pants were still there. Although my shirt was wrinkled, only two buttons were unbuttoned.

Obviously, he was not violated, but the problem is that he was not violated by anyone else!

"You son of a bitch, you're so incapable of causing trouble!"

Of course, I was just joking because I drank too much yesterday.

Ryan Reynolds was obviously overly excited because he had booked the second role in Transformers in advance, and he was opening bottles of wine.

Moreover, I hadn’t seen Warren for a while, and we got drunk while drinking. I vaguely remember that after the three of them got drunk, they went to the dance floor, danced for a while, and danced face-to-face with a group of girls, and then they fell unconscious.

Eric can't even remember what happened, it's fragmented.

Medical research has proven that it is almost impossible to have sex after drinking. Do you know if you don’t have the ability?

I picked up the mineral water on the bedside, unscrewed the cap and drank half the bottle. The cool feeling went down my throat and reached the bottom of my stomach. It was so comfortable!

"Ahem"

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound in the room, which startled Eric. He walked out of bed quietly and came to the living room to take a look. He saw Ryan Reynolds half lying on the sofa with his legs still there. Kneeling on the ground.

He walked over and patted him on the back, but there was no response at all. Eric simply turned him over and slapped his big pussy on his face.

"Wake up, damn, we still have to start work, don't delay my schedule!"

In pain, Ryan Reynolds opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Eric in confusion.

Suddenly, his expression twisted into a knot, as if he was in pain. He hurriedly unzipped his pants and quickly took them in.

"Wang Defa! What the hell are you going to do!"

Eric was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back. He didn't accept the fight. If he had to fight, he would fight someone else!

Ryan Reynolds groped in his crotch for a moment, and then he pulled out a fluffy yellow chick, but it looked like it had been suffocated.

“Subway old man’s cell phone jpg!”

"Explain it, don't you want to explain it?"

Ryan Reynolds was completely confused. He looked at the chicken in his hand and said dazedly: "I don't know, why is there a chicken in my pants? Who can explain it to me? Warren, are you there? where?"

"Chirp chirp chirp"

Suddenly, the little chicken, who was thought to be dead, flapped its wings a few times and screamed, startling the two of them again.

"Warren, where the hell did you go?" Eric yelled.

No one responded, so the two searched the room and finally found the fat man on the bathroom floor, with a pile of unflushed vomit in the toilet.

And next to the dead fat man, a Labrador dog was lying there, and the two of them looked like husband and wife.

Eric kicked him in the butt: "Wake up, don't sleep!"

After receiving this blow, Warren cooed, turned over in confusion, opened his eyes, and then kissed Labrador tightly.

"Bah, what's going on? What happened?"

"I also want to ask you, why do I have a chick in my crotch?" Ryan Reynolds yelled in collapse.

Eric pulled Warren up: "Don't worry about it. Let me clean it up and start working."

Warren shook his head: "Start work? Start work for what? Today is Saturday."

"Forehead?"

Eric was stunned for a moment, his hand loosened, and Warren fell to the ground with a thud.

"Is today the weekend?"

Ryan Reynolds nodded hesitantly: "It seems so."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Go to sleep!"

At three o'clock in the morning, when Eric woke up again, his head was finally clear.

Walking to the living room, Ryan Reynolds was still lying on the sofa, fast asleep, and the yellow chicken was pecking at a can.

Warren was still lying on the floor, and the Labrador hadn't woken up. Only then did Eric notice that there was a whiskey bottle poured behind the toilet.

Looking back on yesterday, he really couldn't remember what happened, but looking at the messy room, he couldn't help laughing.

Now their scene is so similar to that movie that an interesting thought arises.

"The Hangover", this classic R-rated comedy, is released today.

When Ryan Reynolds woke up, he only saw Eric writing furiously and writing at his desk.

He walked over and took a look and found that it was a script outline, and the radar in his mind was instantly lit.

“Eric, are you working on a new script?”

"Yes, I came up with an interesting idea based on the situation of the three of us."

"what type?"

"If nothing else, it's an R-rated comedy, and it has a role that suits you very well."

"What? My role again?"

Ryan Reynolds looked happy and hurriedly searched for it on the paper.

"Stu Price, Doug Bliss, Phil Winnecke, Alan Garner, is it an ensemble cast? Which one of them is a role I can play?"

Eric tapped the tip of his pen: "That's it, Phil Winnecke. The setting is a handsome and romantic guy."

Then he turned to look at Ryan Reynolds: "Tell me Ryan, how far can you sacrifice for the role?"

Ryan Reynolds patted his chest: "As long as it's not with a man, you can eat shit!"

"That's alright. Can you accept it with Tiger Bobo Bob?"

"What?"

"Is it acceptable to have sex with a tiger?"

Ryan Reynolds was stunned for a moment and asked: "It can't be a real tiger, can it?"

"You can do it if you want."

"No, no, no, fake is good. I like fake. When do you plan to start shooting this movie?"

"It is expected to be next year. After the pre-production work of that A-level production is completed, you have to save your schedule and I will contact you."

Ryan Reynolds laughed, and then pointed to his nose: "Save a schedule? Me? I have a schedule at any time. "The King of Repeaters" failed. I don't think it will be released before your big production is released. People will come to me to film.”

"To be honest, after so many years since I debuted, you are the person who thinks most highly of me, and you think more highly of me than I do myself!"

Eric looked up at him and said meaningfully: "Don't be too frustrated with yourself. You will become popular after "Sharknado" is released."

"Hahaha, this is impossible. If "Sharknado" becomes a hit, I will fight with a real tiger."

"Okay, remember this is what you said. By the way, what are you going to do with that chick?"

"I don't know. If I can't find the owner, I'll have to adopt him."

"Have you thought of a name?"

"It is too early!"

"How about calling him Marshal Hei?"

"But it's yellow."

"What about Brother Xiaosa?"

"Not bad, quite my style."

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