Superstar Aspirations

When "Moon Moon Mountain" was photographed in the third month, it encountered a technical problem, and the whole shooting process was suddenly stopped.

During that time, Liu Lao went into the depths of the valley every day and explored how to shoot the story. The other members of the crew became idle.

The deep forests near Hakata are just like the rest of the world. The green trees are covered with tens of meters of thick trees and the muddy, moist green moss spreads over the rocks. Since the crew stopped, it was a leisure time, everyone had to rest around the hotel.

In the fifteen days, Lin Shen also understood for the first time the gap between world-class genius directors and ordinary people.

Lin Shen loved acting since he was a child. Although he was a Chinese, he was born in Japan. For reasons of form, he wants to participate in stage plays, and he can only play still life such as big trees and stones. No one allowed him to play a character because he was too fat.

“It’s too fat to be acting?” The blonde director deliberately made a very surprised look. He said: “That’s that those people are too stupid. If you really want to act, you can play a specific role. The protagonist is generally not Fat man, but the supporting role occasionally needs a fat man to play. But your acting... is still a little worse."

No one taught from childhood, Lin Shen can only watch TV and explore for himself. As soon as he heard the words of Crimans, he nodded anxiously, but he saw the other side swinging his hand and said in a tone: "Meet me, it is not bad."

Perhaps even Holt did not think about it, one day his son would patiently teach others how to act.

In the family hotel that was embraced by the mountains, the crew members had nothing to do all day. His son stayed in the room very honestly, watching a stranger acting, teaching him how to correct it, and even explaining the demonstration hand-in-hand.

A good director may not necessarily have a good acting, but he will always know how to act.

The directorial talent of Crimans Holt, in the next decade or so, proved to be the best at the box office that made the world sensational. Now only twenty years old, he has not been so arrogant and eye-high in the future. He will use his personal time to seriously point to other people's acting and appreciate a young man who is constantly working hard.

During the day, Kerry will directly let his own translators perform the actor's role, and he will guide the correction a little bit. In the evening, he went back to the room to sleep, and the little fat man in the next room still played and corrected himself over and over again.

The most unstoppable in the world is the unreserved kindness and unswerving efforts.

Anyone who loves good people will envy those who work hard. Maybe you can't do that hard, but when you see those who sweat and never give up, you can't feel contemptuous. What you can do is reverence.

This little fat man does not have a good deductive talent, but he is hard enough. And this is how many people can't do it.

In fifteen days, the lights in Lin Shen’s room were not closed. The thick script, which was turned over to the glue line, broke open. And he did not know, on the night after, on the balcony of his next room, a tall and beautiful young director with his arms on the balcony, slightly looking up, staring at the most pure and innocent moonlight in the mountains.

The soft blond hair is like the golden ear of rice in the mountains. The breeze blows and sways. The blue-blue eyes are filled with a quiet and calm atmosphere, and the thin and ruthless lips are hard to evoke, and it is rare to show such a sincere smile.

The hard-working people will always be respectable. Perhaps after more than a decade, the international leader, Clemans Holt, can still practice a hard-hearted heart, only pay attention to the results, not to focus on the process of hard work, but now he Suddenly felt: "This little fat man... is not bad."

Soon, Liu Lao cooperated with the government to overcome the technical problems of shooting. "Wang Yue Shan" was filmed again, and the crew resumed the busyness of the past, but soon, Lin Shen found that the script suddenly added a very small role.

When eating, Kerry said lazily: "This character is not very important, and the back door comes in."

This is the first time that the little fat man has come into contact with the hidden rules in the entertainment circle: "Going behind the door?"

Kerry smiled disdainfully: "The man, who saw no, the Japanese actor who entered the crew. He had been traveling with Japanese investors for a week and went to several places." The director suddenly became happy: "How, curious about this?"

The little fat man stunned and didn't understand what the other person meant.

Kerry slowly approached, a pair of blue pupils turned around in the body of the little fat man, looking directly at the people's little fat man red face, nervously bowed his head, kept rubbing his fingers into the palm. Then I listened to the noble son laughing and laughing: "Do not worry, you should not encounter such a situation, and others do not want to rule you. You are safe."

Suddenly relieved, but somehow, a strange sadness rose from the bottom of my heart. After eating for a while, Lin Shen couldn’t help but whispered: "Mr. Holt... Am I really so ugly?"

This sentence almost exhausted the courage of his life. After the question, he bowed his head and did not dare to look at each other again. But Kerry was a glimpse, and he reached out to pick up the chubby chin without any scruples. He didn't pay attention to the other person's horrified eyes. Instead, he looked at the face in a serious way: "It seems that it is not so ugly? The five senses seem to be still OK. Why are you so fat and never lose weight?"

The boulder in the heart suddenly landed.

The little fat man nervously and stunned for a while, didn't know what to say, but he didn't have the opportunity to say it again. The blonde director waved his hand: "I don't have to explain it to me, I have no interest, hurry to eat, I will start shooting soon. ""

In the eyes of the hope of the darkness, Lin deep nodded and continued to eat.

The entire "Mount Moon Mountain" crew knows that this grandson from Hollywood's director family seems to get along very well with his translation. In fact, in the crew, Clemans only gave Liu a face, other people did not care, and he was too lazy to please the welcoming, so in the crew he always did not have a big group, it seems to refuse to be thousands of miles away. .

The one who communicated most with him was the little fat man.

The chubby translation is a shy and introverted person. He will not be as arrogant as Crimans, but he does not communicate with other staff. So he and Kerry made a circle, and the two did not have much interaction with the outside staff, but they also got along well.

However, Lin Shen also has friends in the crew. The logistics team is responsible for the Wang Ge of their meals, and he is very familiar with him. Coincidentally, this Wang Ge and Lin Shen turned out to be fellow villagers, so it is rare to encounter a fellow in this foreign country, and naturally closer. Thanks to this blessing, Lin Shen and Clemans' daily meals will be more abundant.

The crew filmed for another half a month, Lin Shen’s acting became better and better, and the crew’s play in Hakata also came to an end.

When Wang Ge was in full meal, he asked: "We will go to Australia to shoot in two days. Can you follow me?"

Lin Lin knew that he had shyly smiled and nodded: "Kerry's Chinese is much better, but he still hopes that I can follow the crew and teach him Chinese. He studies very quickly, his Chinese is now true. Very good."

Wang Ge smiled and said: "I asked you not to go to Australia, Kobayashi, why did you talk to me about Holt? He bullied you all day, how can you help him?"

Lin Shen immediately shook his head: "Wang Ge, he did not bully me, he never bullied me."

Wang Ge handed over a box of lunch: "Yes, yes, he never bullied you. Let you pour tea, let you run him errands, what bullying? You are his translator, his assistant, collar We all know that we have a salary and two jobs."

Lin was anxious: "No... No, it is not. He is very good to me, Wang Ge, he really..."

"Hahaha, I will make a joke, don't take it seriously. He is certainly better than you for us. I don't want to see him, hey, a self-righteous look. He is not the son of Lance Holt. Who does he think he is?"

Lin Shen did not answer, because he knew that the entire crew had thought this way.

"He is really talented... he is not a bad guy..."

This explanation is too pale, because that person will never be as approachable as everyone wants.

Before leaving Hakata, the crew finally got out of this deep forest. Liu Lao was fairly generous and went into the city with the crew. It was a good day. On this day, everyone can enjoy hot springs and eat buffets at will. In the evening, Liu Lao also packs the hotel and lets everyone eat it happily.

In the hotel's banquet hall, there is a happy scene. In addition to the corner, the blonde director calmly strips himself from the crabs and does not care about the indifference and disregard of others. Kerry stripped the shrimps, drank the sake, and one person took care of himself. However, a crab leg suddenly fell into his plate, and Kerry slammed it slightly and looked up.

The little fat man bowed his head in shame: "I... I have a little more, I can't eat it."

Not far away, everyone’s laughter and laughter are in great contrast to the coldness here. When the buzzing words and the mosquito-like voice were introduced into the ears of Kremens Holt, he slowly licked the pupils for a long time before snoring and putting the crab legs in the mouth. Arrogant said: "Let you take so much, you Chinese is not a word, let's do it, don't understand?"

The little fat man surprised: "Kerry, you will do this idiom."

Kerry curled up his lips and couldn’t help himself: "It’s not an idiom, is it difficult?"

The crab legs were peeled one after another, and the sake was also a cup and a drink. This kind of sake does not feel much when drinking, but Crimans does not know that the stamina of this wine is sufficient. When he left the banquet hall, he was still clear-headed, and he was able to talk and laugh about his achievements in a movie. But not long after he walked out of the banquet hall, he began to pick up at his feet, and the little fat man in front of him became a few ghosts, moving back and forth.

Lin Shen was shocked: "Kerry!"

Liu Lao walked past and frowned. "Don't drink and drink? Little fat man, you send him into the room, ignore him, let him wake up."

Lin Shen nodded hard. Fortunately, because of his fat body, his strength has been great. Even if this tall man is drunk, he can barely carry the other person to the room.

I also encountered several staff members along the way, but after seeing it was Kerry, the other party was a bit unhappy, not very happy to help. The bad guys of Crimans were completely violent at this time. The little fat man took a lot of effort and finally pushed the person into the room, gently put it on the bed, and then went to the bathroom to find a towel.

The action gently wiped the handsome face, and only when there was no one, he dared to look at this person so insanely.

They all said that Crimans Holt is a sly, arrogant. But he is very grateful to this person's arrogance, if there is no layer of alienation and cold arrogance, how many people will find this person's kindness, how many people will like him.

"Kerry..."

"Crimans... Holt..."

"Kerry..."

If you are not qualified to like this person, stay in the dark and watch quietly.

As long as you can look at him, you can call this name, it is a very lucky thing.

This is his first favorite, this is his first love to use every day to hide.

So when the man opened his eyes in a confused way and grabbed his hand, he suddenly opened his eyes in surprise, but in the next moment, he pushed people away with fear.

Where the drunken man had too much strength, Clemans frowned slightly, but his lips came together.

His voice trembled and he couldn't help but ask: "Kerry, what are you doing...you...you know who I am..."

"fatty……"

The next kiss, he can no longer refuse.

This is his favorite person. This is the only person he has ever loved in his life. When that person does nothing, he directly slams in. He can’t speak, and the place is instantly torn and bloody. Flowed down. But he still didn't have a bit of blame, just to endure the pain, let the other side violently violently hit in his body.

There is not a little pleasure from beginning to end, the blood is flowing, and the wound has no chance of healing, because this person has been colliding. He seems to be a beast that can only be handed over. It is only in the process of completing the physiological process. Under him, the person he is doing, who it is, what is the meaning.

Throughout the night, Lin was deep and stunned every time, and he was awakened by this. At dawn, this man finally ended the night of torture. He fell asleep on him, but the thing was still stuck in his body. When he moved, he hurt the cone and could only bear it so gracefully. With.

I don't know when it was fainting, and a huge noise will slowly wake up Lin Shen. He blinked hard, but he saw that there was only one person left in the bed. The handsome blonde director was stunned with a quilt and sat down on the floor with his quilt, pointing his finger at him with trembling.

"you you you……"

Kremans couldn't even say a word in horror. Lin Shen wanted to speak, but there was a burst of **** smell in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

The two were lying on the bed, one sitting on the ground, just looking at each other.

Ten minutes later, Crimmans covered his face with his hands, quickly dressed and walked to the living room. However, for a long time, Lin Shen heard a sound in the living room and seemed to be on the phone. After a while, Crimmans moved to the bed step by step. He looked at the blood that was full of sheets and seemed to be a little unbelievable.

"Yesterday... I was drunk yesterday, I forced you?"

Speaking of this sentence has already made Kremens Holt exhausted his strength.

Lin Shen could finally speak. He was so painful that he was scattered, especially behind him. He was so close, and his legs were shaking in the air without strength. As if I couldn't see this scene, Crimmans quickly found the quilt and covered Lin Shen. Lin was dumb and dumb, and his voice was ugly. "Nothing... Kerry, I am fine."

Crimmans covered his face and whispered in French: "Hey, you're fine... I have a fuck!"

Lin Shen did not hear this sentence. Fortunately, today Liu Lao gave the crew a day off, and no one noticed their disappearance. Perhaps because of good physical condition, the **** of last night was not a quick feeling for Lin Shen, even worse than the strong | storm, but in the afternoon, he could shake his body and get out of bed.

Didn't eat all day, Crimmans didn't go out at all, but he didn't use the kitchen in the room to cook, nor did he ask the hotel to deliver food. He stayed in the living room and didn't know who to call. After getting out of bed, Lin Biao walked into the kitchen with his legs and began to cook for two.

The pain of the body and the satisfaction of the heart have become a great contrast.

Last night, he was with his favorite person. Although there is drunkenness, but this person knows who he is, this person is actively wanting to do with him | love, then this is the moment that he will never forget in his life.

"He likes to look good... I want to lose weight..."

While porridge is cooked, the little fat man squats. His face was white and scary, his lips were pale, but his cheeks were a little sick red, which was obviously a bit feverish.

After cooking a little porridge and getting a little vegetable, the little fat man took the plate and walked to the living room. Just did not go in the corner, he suddenly heard a voice coming from inside. The voice was arrogant, and the tone was extremely angry. He snorted quickly in smooth French, as if he wanted to kill and vent his anger now.

"You dare to laugh? I went to bed with him. I haven't seen so many supermodel stars for so many years. In the end, I actually went to bed with him?! Do you know how much fat he has? His weight is definitely higher than his height." Big! **!"

"Charlie, you laugh again, I immediately went back to Los Angeles to kill you. Mom, he is so fat, he is the head pig! Charlie, I went to bed with a pig, your hair and a pig went to bed Do you believe? I am going to bed with Crimans Holt and a pig...**!**!**! Mom, you still laugh, why don't you die!"

The body suddenly stagnated in place, the little fat man holding a hot porridge dish, standing in the corner of the living room.

"Yes, I did tell you, I think he is not bad. But it is a pig! You have never seen him, he is just a walk of fat! I actually did a fat? I How can I do a fat meal! Oh **! I can't believe what happened to me last night, how can I do it!"

"I can't stand it. I want to go back to Los Angeles. I want to go back. This is too disgusting for my mother. I feel sick that I don't want to see pork in my life. You can help me set a ticket, I can't help it anymore." Let me stay with him for a second, I will die. Charlie, if you don't want to see me become a ghost, go back to you, you close your mouth now, wait for me to go back to Los Angeles to tear you into pieces. I really What eyes are licking, this fat meat will be on! I would rather be like **** Pister, I will be infected with AIDS, at least I am a group of beautiful guys, not so sloppy! Yes, you are not mistaken, Even if it is AIDS, it is better than the last pig..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, the anger on his face was not hidden, and Crimmans gritted his teeth and pressed the grief in his heart. He looked at the little fat man standing in the corner. After a long time, he whispered in French: "How long have you been there?"

The little fat man walked into the living room with his plate, his face white and scary, as if he had a serious illness. He pulled a smile: "Kerry, what did you say?"

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