[Those who can act, must be able to watch the show. 】
After watching the video explaining Zhang Liubai's agent incident on the homepage of Xingkong.com for the second time, Han Jiabi left the computer screen with a sigh of relief. "Uncle Bjork actually said hello to the king, otherwise, why would Zhang Tianwang be so cooperative? It seems that what the king said should be true. There should be some objective factors for them to terminate the contract. It depends on how good their relationship is. ."
Looks like a good relationship
The cat-eye boy who was looking down at the script raised his eyebrows, and recalled in his mind that Bjork and Zhang Liubai had obvious physical stiffness and false reactions after they met in the CBS lobby, although this was in the eyes of professional actors who have studied subtle movements. The "obvious".
Su An said softly: "...I don't think so."
"What's not?" Han Xiaoyang looked blank.
"Let me call the uncle. My subtle intuition tells me that the uncle is not in a good mood now." Su Xiaobao raised his tail coldly, scratched his paw and took out his mobile phone, and found "Uncle Iceland" from the contact list. ", selected dialing.
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Bjork put down the coffee cup, picked up the phone, pressed to answer and put it to his ear.
"... Hey." The voice was emotional.
The first thing that came from the other end of the phone was the man's low and relaxed laugh, like a Condor Vulture waving its wings comfortably after eating.
"... Little York, I have helped you so much, and I don't want to thank me. At any rate, the friendship for more than ten years... You are too indifferent."
The man's lazy voice came out of the machine with a little magnetic sound. On the contrary, it was like a valley separated by mist, which became more and more deep and charming. Just like girls always fantasize about handsome and extraordinary faces because of their tall and slender backs. Just a moving voice with words and phrases can easily make you think that this is a very attractive man.
Bjork held the phone's fingers and tightened quickly because of the name "Little York". The man who always appeared to be mature, pursed his lips in the room where he was the only one, and ridiculed the other lightly without saying a word.
"... You must be upset," the male voice on the other end of the phone said cheerfully, "Since we are separated, you hate me calling you little York again."
Bjork stood motionless with his phone.
Bjork, Bjork, he took this for himself because the name comes from his childhood worship of a legendary Icelandic female singer named Bjork. He once gave the same worship to another person with the same weight as branding his own name. .
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to feel that the self-talking incident was boring and hurting self-esteem. He was still very comfortable and interested in telling, "I know you want to hang up my phone now, hang up, it's okay, I just want to Look at how you disgust me like a cockroach."
"Little York, so many people like me as a scumbag... I feel so lonely."
Are you a pervert? You are a pervert! Why are you so disgusting! Stop nauseating me, okay? go to hell! Please let me go.
These were words that once appeared deep in Bjork's heart. They were like ugly tumors that once swelled up one after another. They were the filthy bubbles that evaporated from the rotting mud, bit by bit, corroding the entire plain.
He nearly ruined him.
Suddenly a reminder sounded on the phone, and Bjork, as if suddenly awakened from a magic barrier, put the phone in front of him, and it showed another incoming call—
Call reminder: "Little boy surnamed Su"
Surnamed Su Mingan, this Bjork always feels that he can’t understand him. He is proud but introverted. Sometimes he is terribly calm. He always likes to rub his mouth meaninglessly. It’s like a man with only charming fur. Cat, with the loneliness of walking alone at night, arches the back of your hand when you need warmth, letting you know how delicate and soft it is.
Obviously, I only saw an intersection between myself and Zhang Liubai in the CBS service hall. In fact, I have discovered something from my unnatural reaction.
And the honest child of Han Jiabi, who was always poisoned by Su An's various tongues, must now stick to Su An again, and wait with him to answer the phone.
In fact, it seems that getting along with them is not very refreshing.
"Understood, uncle has worked hard."
"Uncle is not that old, we are here to show our kindness and respect for you!"
"Good uncle boy."
"Uncle, we were wrong! We were wrong! We were wrong, we were wrong, we were wrong!"
Two puppies who don't know the height of the sky.
Bjork thought about it, and almost laughed. After a brief period of cranky thinking, I came back to my senses and realized that I was facing that person... I was distracted.
Bjork, who discovered this fact, really laughed now. He spoke lazily to the phone. His voice was the kind of awkward slapstick in the day: "The king of heaven is so cold, it's a realm. , Have to enjoy it, thank you very much about the post, but you also said that we have been in friendship for more than ten years, so we don’t say any slang of return, there is still something on the small side, let’s hang up Haha, I wish the king to aspire to the Oscar even further!"
Bjork smiled and hung up directly, but the king told him to hang up.
He almost ruined him, and fortunately, it was only close.
In my choice this time, there will be no more mistakes, and no more mistakes.
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"Tsk tusk tusk, our deputy director is brave and hung up the phone directly." Su An wanted to put away his mobile phone with a look of emotion.
"Wait Su Su, Uncle seems to have sent a text message." Han Jiabi grabbed Su An's phone and opened the text message directly.
"'I'm okay, boy'... what does this mean?" Han Jiabimang asked eagerly, "and why did you call the uncle just now, and the uncle hung up your phone and said it was all right? What happened? What did you do behind my back?"
Su Damao stroked the fried Han Xiaoyang, lovingly persuaded: "In fact, it is only my sixth sense. If you have the opportunity to get more exposure to acting in the future, you can sometimes subtly feel the scenes of the big scenes in your life. Yes. To put it simply, people who know how to act must be very good at watching theaters."
Han Xiaoyang was even more confused: "I don't understand..."
Su Damao became more loving: "I know."
Han Xiaoyang is even more sad: "TAT"
Why do you feel more hurt every time you are comforted by Su Su
"Okay, don't worry about these things. Tomorrow is the launch ceremony and press conference of "Star Academy", and then there will be an internal banquet to celebrate the launch of the crew. There are many things, so take care of these things." Su An is serious. Up.
"Susu, you're changing the subject." Han Jiabi refused to follow it seriously this time.
"Huh? Can you find that I'm changing the subject? Not bad, good progress." Su An expressed surprise and gratification.
Han Jiabi said he suffered a second injury TAT
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When Zhou Quan opened the door of the villa and walked into the living room, he saw the man on the sofa looking down as if thinking.
The flowing light and shadow brought by the opening and closing of the door leaf swept across the man's deep contoured face, as if he suddenly calmed down after the thunder in a violent storm. After the lightning, before the thunder, the wind and rain were all pressed to pause. This person is as perfect as the dazzling and dazzling lightning of the sky.
How many girls and even teenagers are tempted to death by this perfect skin, but no matter how good they look, this person is still a scum, the scum in the scum.
It's a pity that, on the other hand, it's-"But no matter how scumbag, this person is good-looking, good-looking, good-looking."
Zhou Quan is like a wandering expert who sees through the pink skull, closing the door blindly, putting on slippers, and preparing to cook dinner for this good-looking man.
There was a slight noise behind him.
Zhou Quan immediately turned his head and asked with concern: "Boss, what do you seem to be thinking about?"
Zhang Liubai looked at the man with mediocre features in front of him, with an extremely rare expression of helplessness on his face.
He can guess Bjork's mind, but it is based on the understanding of more than ten years of getting along, and it turns out that he guessed wrong, Bjork is much more calm and free than he thought.
And this unremarkable man in front of him, as long as he wants to, seems to be able to easily see through everyone's mind.
Zhang Liubai, who rarely repeats words to others, is like he rarely feels helpless. Many of his things have to be broken before Zhou is comprehensive.
"I said, Aquan, you are too smart, it's too wasteful to be a little assistant, really you don't consider joining the administration department of Mars?"
"I don't think it's a waste to be an assistant to the king of the entertainment industry. The salary you pay is high and the work is not tired. I am very satisfied and satisfied." Zhouquan replied calmly.
"Forget it, I feel bored anymore," Zhang Liubai waved his hand, suddenly leaning forward, a faint smile appeared on his face, a graceful smile.
It was this dangerous smile again.
Zhou Quan thought silently, standing sensibly and waiting for Zhang Liubai to say something.
"Where can I see the other side combination without causing any commotion?" Zhang Liubai asked such a question.
Just like Su An can easily see the disparity between Zhang Liubai and Bjork from the details, an actor with superb acting skills and rich experience in figuring out the psychology of the characters, according to Su An’s theory that "people who can act can watch the show" can be more easily analyzed. List the factors that may affect Bjork's mentality and choose the option he thinks is correct.
After himself, the two boys signed by Bjork should be very interesting, even giving little York a new life.
"Tomorrow is the opening ceremony and press conference of the TV series "Star Academy" in which the Bian Group participated. The evening is an internal banquet to celebrate the opening of the crew. It will be held at the South Korean shareholder's Seongnam Villa." Just a little thought, Zhou Quan quickly said it. The information Zhang Liubai needs.
"Han shareholders, is it Han Cheng?"
"Yes, the actor of "Star Academy" is Han Cheng's nephew and the annual champion of "Chinese Idol"."
Zhang Liubai narrowed his eyes and laughed: "... Then the banquet?"
"It's a banquet of that kind..." Zhou Quan replied after a pause.
"Tsk tusk tusk, I have not been invited to this kind of clearly priced banquet in recent years. Little York is either following me or going to the United States to relax. I am afraid that it will not be able to keep up with the trend. I don’t know how the entertainment industry is now. He imagined it was dirtier."
When the extremely handsome man laughed, the amber pupils seemed to be some kind of thick liquid, and the flowing space was filled with intriguing light.
"Let me help his two little boys for him."