His psychology, or something else, followed the gossip in a rather unpleasant way: "According to you, this kid may not be so innocent since he mixes with overnight shops and clubs. In that case, why didn't he agree to Director Liu?"
Group actor A cut, and he was a head taller than group actor B, allowing him to contemplate group actor B: "This is stupid? I didn't say it, just rely on that kid's face, thinking What kind of gold master can't find it? As for him to mislead himself for the kind of Liu Fatty? Besides, I look at that kid, he should be straight, and he may not be willing to walk this dry road. If people are willing to go to the sea, they should also be looking for it. A rich lady. If he is coaxed on the bed, chances are they can still hold him as a leading actor—"
"boom!"
There was a loud noise suddenly behind him, and the door of the innermost compartment of the bathroom was kicked open, hitting the tiled wall and bounced back. The two group performers who were gossiping shuddered in fright and peeed directly on the costumes.
"Who? I really want to scare Lao Tzu to death—" Before they finished speaking, the two of them saw the figure walking out from the bottom of the toilet, their eyes widened in embarrassment, and they blurted out in question: "Why are you here? "
"Hurry back for the first seven days!" Tao Mu chuckled, his voice lazy and cynical. Dark eyes swept over the two of them carelessly, and a playful smile appeared on the handsome faces: "...otherwise you will all behave like a ghost."
The eighteen-year-old boy was supposed to be as pure as a bowl of boiled water dried in the sun. However, Tao Mu has always been lingering around his body with a hostile spirit that does not belong to his age. So much so that he just stopped there with a smile, and the two self-proclaimed and well-informed group actors were so reluctant to say anything—as if the one standing in front of him was not a person, but a head that could violently hurt others at any time. Wild leopard.
Beautiful, powerful, and highly offensive xi_ng.
"You, don't mess around!" Thinking of Tao Mu's way of dealing with Fatty Liu, the two groups had a sudden heart attack and said bitterly, "I tell you, the crew hates troublemakers the most..."
Before he finished speaking, Tao Mu passed them and walked straight to the wash basin, lowering his head and washing his hands. Then-turned around and went out without even looking at them.
The two group actors looked at each other, and then they were relieved, as if they had come back to life.
The previous group performer who kept going gossip spit on the ground and said cursingly: "What's so great, pretending to be powerful, it's not just a runaway group performance."
"That's, what quality! They are both 18 years old, this little bastard is far worse than the little young master of the Shen family." Another group performer also echoed unconvincingly: "Deserves him to be Shen Yu all his life. Stand-in for !"
chapter 2
"How come back! The box lunches are all over!" In the corner full of props, Da Mao and Xiao Pang squatted in the cool place of yi-n in the corner, waved their hands at Tao Mu and said with a smile: "Fortunately, we give it to you. I got a box lunch."
Xiaopang handed a takeaway box with a five-star hotel logo to Tao Mu, his rather plump and chubby face flickered: "Today is also the birthday of the little prince. In order to celebrate his birthday, their family specially invited the crew for a day. Fake. The little prince also asked his agent to order high-end takeaways in five-star hotels, and even our group performances have deluxe lunch boxes."
The little prince is the nickname everyone gave to the hero of this play, Shen Yu. Because he is a real prince born with a golden key, his appearance is exquisite, his manners are elegant, and the most important thing is that xi_ng is as pure and lovely as the prince in a fairy tale.
Based on the words of the Shen family in the previous life, compared with Tao Mu, a hot-tempered, unreasonable, perverse and perverse bastard, they are basically two extremes.
Tao Mu stared blankly at the box lunch in Da Mao's hand. He has had a particularly bad time in the past few days. Especially when sleeping, there will always be all kinds of images and sounds in my mind inexplicably. It made him almost crazy.
Da Mao's heart was fascinated by Tao Mu's expression. I thought Tao Mu thought of his life experience again. I couldn't help laughing and gagging: "Speaking of which, today is also our brother Mu's birthday. I hope that the crew will not be too late to film the night scenes tonight, and my buddies can help you arrange them. How about we go clubbing at night? My buddies are ready to ask. , There is a
The bar street is said to be pretty good. "
Da Mao, the famous name Wang Ye, was given such a nickname by his classmates because of his strong xi_ng hormones and heavy body hair. Dad is a coal boss, described in later generations, is a rich second generation with a real family mine.
However, such a rich second-generation with a mine at home, now wearing a dirty group acting costume, squatted in the corner to eat a box lunch. There is also the fat man Pang Yue, who is obviously the most afraid of heat. In order to share the joys and sorrows with his buddies, he would rather carry his father Pang’s pointer and mother Pang’s feather duster, and also come to H Studio City.
Tao Mu stared at the two hair-boys squatting in the corner. What lingers in my mind is what I saw in my dreams these days, the scene of Wang Ye kneeling in the morgue and crying bitterly when Wang's bankruptcy Wang Ye's father jumped off the building. And the blood-stained face before Xiaopang's death. Then there are all kinds of "book reviews" that appear inexplicably in my mind.
The big hairs with hippie smiles, the big hairs born without pain, the chubby punk with a bloody face in the morgue, the chubby crouching under the corner to eat, and those inexplicable voices...
Different faces in different scenes alternated in front of him, Tao Mu closed his eyes dizzy. After dreaming seven days of dreams in succession, he was in a daze that he had lived a lifetime and committed suicide, and then lived again. The scenes he dreamed made him feel particularly real. Whether it was the violent emotions, the pain of bone-cutting, or even the desperate suicide at the end of the dream, Tao Mu had a frightening sense of reality. So that every day when I see big and small fat, there will always be a kind of nonsense, and people who have died laugh and curse in front of themselves in trance and panic. What made him more frightened were the inexplicable voices in his mind from time to time.
To this day, to be precise, between 10 am and 11 am on July 7, 2008, those dreams that plagued Tao Mu finally had a break. It was as if the broken glass pieces finally pieced together a complete mirror surface, Tao Mu suddenly recalled-he really died once, and was reborn until nothing even started.
Seriously, today is indeed his first seven. Tao Mu, who had committed suicide in despair, returned to his soul.
"Brother Mu?" Noting that something was wrong with Tao Mu, Da Mao, who was smiling flattery, and Xiao Pang who were immersed in eating, raised their heads questioningly: "What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing." Tao Mu lowered his eyes and shook his head calmly: "I'll go out to smoke a cigarette, you can eat it."
Da Mao, who was squatting under the wall, was taken aback for a moment, looking thoughtfully at Tao Mu's slender figure who was slowly leaving.
The chubby who was carrying the lunch frowned: "When did the boss learn to smoke?"
After a pause, he asked, "Does the boss think of his life experience again?"
The two of them were classmates when they were young, and they naturally knew that Tao Mu was an orphan-it is said that he was thrown into the rental room by his mother when he was not weaned. If he was so hungry that he cried too loudly and caught the attention of the neighbor, the neighbor gave the landlord again. Auntie called and opened the door. It is estimated that Tao Mu could be starved to death in the rental house.
Later, the landlord’s aunt sent the people to the orphanage. It is said that it was evening, and the night was heavy in Jinwuxi Chui. The director Tao of the orphanage named Tao Mu and followed the director’s surname. That's how Tao Mu's name came from.
"Hey! That's why the same person is not fate! The little prince was born in the same year, the same month and the same day as our brother Mu. Let's see what kind of life they are living, being pampered in the palm of the hand by the family, and having a birthday so grand and connected. All names are Zhong Ling Yuxiu."
In contrast, it is no wonder that Brother Mu is so uncomfortable.
"You can shut up!" Da Mao glanced at Xiao Pang disgustingly