Waiting Upon You

"Do you want to continue working for me? Okay," Feng Hao said, crossing his legs. "You'll still be my dog ​​if you drill through here."

Ling Lang has never been so insulted. At this time, he can stand up and hold Feng Hao unguarded, retreat from Qinglong's help, and go back to be his police officer.

However, in order to eradicate the evil forces and avenge the death of his strangled girlfriend, he moved tremblingly to take the first step, the second step ...

The crowd in the hall laughed wildly.

Ling Lang only took a few steps. Unexpectedly, Feng Hao exerted no effort on her leg, making Ling Lang unable to enter or retreat.

Feng Hao's charming voice sounded slowly in the giant screen theater, "Do you think it's so easy to be my dog?"

On the screen, a close-up of Ling Lang's face was played. He closed his eyes, fixed his eyebrows, and looked pained. After a moment, he slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. There were unwillingness, humiliation, forbearance, and determination in the eyes. All the inner world of this undercover policeman was vividly shown in this shot.

"——Excuse me, what do you think of this movie?" The reporter stopped the audience who had just watched the premiere.

"It's wonderful. The confrontation between the three men is great."

"The ending is a daddy, but Daddy likes it."

"I didn't fall asleep for the first time in a decade."

"——What do you think of the actors' performance?"

"Ling Lang is indeed the film emperor, and this time it did not disappoint."

"The boss is also a faction, and he has not fallen behind in acting against the film emperor."

"The underworld lord is a newcomer? I can't see it at all."

"——One of the most impressive shots?"

"The scene where the boss accidentally hurt his daughter by himself?"

"At the end, the boss pointed his gun at the head of the undercover, but the undercover was holding the lens of the young master falling to the cliff."

"No, it should be the close-up of Ling Lang who endures the insult. It's really impressive and impressive. I think this is probably the most impressive shot in the whole movie. See that In one scene, I felt a sense of sympathy, as if it was myself who kneeled down to bear it all. My eldest husband can flex and stretch, and Ling Lang's ability to contract freely is truly amazing. "

"Senior, the movie is over. Let's go to the celebration party as soon as we can't go out later," Feng Hao's face appeared in Ling Lang's sight, and the latter looked at him almost disgustedly.

It's not that Ling Lang has any prejudice against Feng Hao, but he just enjoyed the whole 120 minutes of the movie and was still immersed in another world. Feng Hao appeared brilliantly in the face of his princely underworld. In front of him, anyone will feel the image collapse at that moment.

Ling Lang slowly adjusted her mood, so she got up and walked out of the VIP channel.

The reporter was already surrounded by reporters outside the corridor. When Ling Lang came out, the troops clashed up.

"Are you satisfied with your performance this time?"

"I heard that you were dissatisfied with Feng Hao, the newcomer who played the underworld. Is that true?"

"Someone broke the story that you were insulted NG many times. Is it because of this that you are in conflict?"

Ling Lang's usual approach to such interviews was not to respond, but today he answered one of them in an unprecedented way, even the agent who opened his way was taken aback.

"There is no contradiction between Feng Hao and me. He is a good newcomer and has great potential."

The media was shocked. The words that were not painful or itchy in other people's mouths were polite words, but the weight of Ling Lang's mouth was very different. Since Ling Lang became famous, he has never publicly praised any newcomer. . For a while, all the questions pointed to Ling Lang's views on Feng Hao and the relationship between the two, and tried to dig a few more words from the actor who rarely received interviews.

However, Ling Lang apparently did not intend to continue. The reporter's subsequent questions were as silent as throwing them into a cotton pile. When reporters were disappointed, the media friend Feng Hao magically appeared behind Ling Lang.

"For NG ..."

The reporter's microphone turned in unison, and the hand pressing the shutter was cramped.

Feng Hao went on to say, "Because it was the first time I worked with Teacher Ling, I was very nervous and made several mistakes in a row. However, during the break, the teacher patiently guided me and chatted with me to eliminate my tension. It will be so smooth afterwards. In fact, Teacher Ling is a very kind person in private. "

The agent vomited three liters of blood in his heart, kind! Lao Tzu followed him all his life and didn't know what kind of kindness was!

The reporter seized the gap and asked again and again, "Ling Lang praised the newcomer for the first time in public. How do you feel as a party?"

"As far as I know, you should be the first person to describe Ling Lang with affection. Why did he look at you alone?"

"Are the two of you feeling good?"

Feng Hao once again showed his signature smile, "Ms. Ling is my idol. I have worshiped him for many years, and it is my great honor to be recognized by him."

"Will the two sides still look forward to cooperating with each other again?"

"I'm desperate, but I don't know if Teacher Ling is willing to carry my junior?"

The reporter's eyes turned to Ling Lang again, hesitated, "if there is a chance."

This Linglang-style promise made all reporters' eyes bright. The agent can already predict the front page headlines of the major media of tomorrow. It will definitely be the blessing of the film emperor.

Thinking of this, he also wanted to talk about how many newcomers were pursuing such an opportunity, but they all fell back under the indifference of Ling Lang. This Feng Hao didn't know what he was capable of, and actually made Ling Lang, who initially opposed him, immediately judge If two people.

Thinking about it, his movements were not delayed at all. The professional habits developed over the years made him an invincible road machine, clearing all obstacles on the road, and sending Ling Lang into the car as fast as possible.

It wasn't until the car started that Ling Lang asked a question from the extra person in the car.

"Don't you own a car?"

Feng Hao laughed, "My agent asked me to take a taxi, but this is not a good taxi. Please borrow a ride from me."

The agent in the front seat was almost not killed by his joke, but he still struggled to come out and round the field, "Yeah, anyway, I want to go to the hotel. It doesn't matter if there is one more person, let alone Teacher Ling is a very kind person Then. "

Ling Lang didn't know the satire of the agent, and leaned backwards and closed his eyes. "I don't want to be here anymore. Send Feng Hao to the hotel and go home."

The agent spit out old blood, "What?"

"Just say there is a traffic jam and you can't catch up."

The agent is dumbfounded, wouldn't even a three-year-old believe this excuse?

"After all, you're the starring. I'm afraid it's not good to be absent on this occasion, even if you show up ..." The agent was hopeless, but still wanted to stick with it.

"Isn't it just a dinner? Start eating, kill the greens, eat at the premiere, and eat at the box office. I'm here to film, not to eat," Ling Lang said firmly.

Feng Hao laughed aloud, "The senior will not go, then I will not go, please trouble me by the way and take a leave. The reason is to say ... blocked the road with the senior."

The agent wants to cry without tears. Does the IQ from this school have any problems?

Ling Lang opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "I'm the same whether I go or not."

The implication is that if he does not attend, he will be regarded as a big name by others, but he originally commented so, so he didn't care, but for a newcomer like Feng Hao, the crime was serious.

Feng Hao laughed, "Persons with high morals like seniors don't care about other people's negative evaluations, and I'm even more indifferent."

The agent had another mouthful of blood, and Nima had an adjective in just a few minutes. He had a high reputation. He must take down a small book. In case someone asks about his advantages in the future, at least he can say the last one or two. Three come.

"What's more, an unknown little **** like me wouldn't find anyone even if I didn't go," Feng Hao added with a mockery.

The three main actors have only disappeared, and they will certainly not attract attention. The agent texted in his heart while waiting for the assistant waiting at the venue to tell her that the two grandpas would not go, and then quickly turned off the mobile phone to avoid But foreseeable harassment next.

"Since the senior is not going to the banquet, how about going to my house?" Feng Hao invited enthusiastically.

He never visited my house, the agent said.

Ling Lang stared at him silently.

"Go to my house and watch" The Eternal Life of the Brave "? Okay? I've been so busy recently that I haven't reviewed it for a while."

******

"I'm here, I'm alive, I'm dead. Everyone can't escape this fate."

"Sooner or later you will die one day, and I, today, here, will have eternal life."

The gun rang, the lights went out, the curtain closed, ten seconds of silence, and thunderous applause.

Feng Hao turned on the light, and the sudden light made Ling Lang close his eyes, but the final scene stayed on his retina, just like solidifying there, and it didn't disappear for a long time.

"Every time I look at it, it's so exciting," Feng Hao admired.

"From the current perspective, the acting skills are too immature and the lines are rough." Ling Lang's remarks are not modest. Many classics are given for years, and the public's aesthetic is changing with each passing day. At the time, this drama that hit the campus now seems It's just an ordinary work.

"Don't be so arrogant, at least in my mind it is an insurmountable classic, especially the part where the protagonist was arrested and sent to the execution ground. I watched it many times."

After listening to his words, Ling Lang's throat was inexplicably thirsty, "Is there water?"

"Ah, I'll get it," Feng Hao walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Ice water."

"Ok."

Ling Lang waited for nothing, and found that there was still a CD-ROM on the DVD player, which was very new. There was no label or text description on it, which aroused his curiosity.

This compact disc is generously placed in the open, presumably there is no * in it.

Ling Lang took out the old disk, put the new disk in, found the remote control, and pressed play.

After a period of Huaping, Ling Lang's painful and struggling face appeared on TV.

At the moment when his face appeared on TV, Ling Lang couldn't believe his eyes. It was the original film of Feng Hao NG seven times without any editing and processing. He finished watching the first with an extremely complicated mood. I found that there was a second and third pass ...

Ling Lang can also recall the scene at the time with his eyes closed. Three cameras and three cameras are aimed at him from all directions and angles, and each of his subtle expressions is recorded on the film without reservation.

This is the first time that Lang Lang has seen Feng Hao's performance when he was in NG. Every time when the end is about to end, Feng Hao's eyes become timid and stiff for a moment, and he can't equate with the prince of the underworld, No wonder it gets called by the director every time.

Ever--

The director made a final sound and awakened Ling Lang, only to find that Feng Hao was standing beside him.

Ling Lang looked at him with incredible eyes, "Why do you have these scraps?"

Feng Hao glanced at the TV, and the picture was fixed on Ling Lang's face close-up. "Does the senior refer to this? This is what I specifically asked from the post-production company."

"How can you get there?" The copyright of these original films belongs to the producer, and even if they are not destroyed, it is strictly forbidden to pass on, even the director has no right to ask questions.

"It was secretly coming from the back door," Feng Hao squeezed his eyes at him, "please, please don't tell the senior."

Before thinking of this, Ling Lang seemed to say that he was the younger brother of the producer, "What do you want it to do?"

"Because I want to improve," Feng Hao smiled embarrassedly. "I want to know why I have been directed by NG so many times. I want to find the shortcomings of my performance."

"Why did you choose this lens?"

"This section left the deepest impression on me, especially," Feng Hao lowered her head slightly. "I was so unhappy at that time that the senior was unhappy. I really feel guilty."

"I want to reflect on myself and never make the same mistake again, so I asked the editor to help me engraving the disk," Feng Hao carefully tempted, "Senior, wouldn't you mind? I'm really not malicious."

Seeing that Lang Lang accepted his remarks with doubt, his alertness was largely eliminated, and Feng Hao thought of the cup in his hand and passed it with his hands, "Senior, your water."

"... Thank you," Ling's thirst reminded Ling Lang. He took a drink and drank it, still feeling hot and hot.

"Can I use the bathroom?"

"Don't be so restrained," Feng Hao pointed out to him, "that's over there."

Ling Lang poured his face with cold water, and held his breath to chant the Heart Sutra twice. This was a line he had backed during the filming before, which barely suppressed the inexplicable heat in his heart.

Feng Hao's home is a bit large. Each door is closed. The only door that is open is as magical as it is to attract Ling Lang.

Knowing that it would be rude to enter someone else's room without authorization, but Ling Lang couldn't help but reach for the switch on the wall.

The light filled the entire room in an instant, and Ling Lang's eyes widened inconceivably. In this apparently master bedroom room, a huge picture of himself was hung on the wall.

That photo was nothing else, it was the last close-up of "The Eternal Life of the Brave" before he was **** and taken to the execution ground to be executed.

Ling Langshang didn't recover from the huge shock, he heard a chuckle behind him, "Hehe, you found it."

He turned sharply and saw another Feng Hao.