Han Dong didn't make it clear.
He degenerately enjoys Wang Zhongding's "blackmail of love", and continues to pretend to be cold and indifferent during the day. In the evening, I don’t use the camera to go to Wang Zhongding’s place for all kinds of sweetness, and then turn on the surveillance video in the morning, reminiscing about the bits and pieces of happiness.
One day Yu Ming went to Han Dong's room to get something, and saw Han Dong staring at the computer with red eye circles.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Ming was curious.
Han Dong choked up and said, "Documentary."
"What kind of documentary is so cruel?"
Yu Ming thought it would be heavy topics such as the fall of the country, massacres, national heroes, etc., but he didn't expect to see Han Dong's face on the screen.
Han Dong also shamelessly pointed to the monitor and asked, "Are you very touched?"
Yu Ming, "..."
"Look at my back, is there a feeling of stubbornness that makes people feel distressed?"
Yu Ming replied lightly: "I have an urge to kick you."
The tears in the corners of Han Dong's eyes swished back, turning into an angry face, "What do you want me to say about you? Why don't you have any sentimentality at all?"
Yu Ming didn't refute, just asked directly: "Aren't you afraid of talking about the camera while sleepwalking?"
"I have the ability to think when I sleepwalk, and I won't say everything. Besides, it's been so many days. If I say it, I said it a long time ago. Why wait until now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his own voice coming from the video.
"Actually, I watch our videos every morning."
Han Dong's body was shocked, and he cast his disbelieving eyes on the computer screen.
Wang Zhongding was asking, "When was it recorded?"
"I record it every night, and watch it by myself the next morning. It's very exciting to watch."
At that moment, Han Dong felt as if he had been skinned, without even a place to hide.
Then, Han Dong saw Wang Zhongding's face zoomed in on the camera, and his eyes were looking straight at himself outside the screen.
"In this case, come to the office and find me."
Han Dong shivered violently.
Yu Ming patted him on the shoulder, "You can do it yourself."
…
In the next few days, Han Dong removed the camera and never went to Wang Zhongding at night.
After enjoying the "cleanness" for a few days, Wang Zhongding finally walked out of the office and went to Han Dong's dormitory.
Han Dong was already asleep, unaware of Wang Zhongding's arrival.
When Wang Zhongding was watching Han Dong, he suddenly found a piece of rope protruding from the side of the pillow.
He pulled the rope out, took a closer look, and remembered the behavior of Han Dong tying himself up when he first met Han Dong. And the note that I accidentally saw in the rope when I visited his rental again.
He remembered the content clearly.
"My favorite Dongzi."
He also remembered the handwriting clearly.
It's a man's.
And that note is still locked in a drawer in the office.
Wang Zhongding's face suddenly changed, from gentle to cold, he curled the rope into his palm bit by bit, then squeezed it tightly, and took it away in silence.
Every morning, Han Dong's quilt and pillow might be on the ground. It was the same today. When Han Dong went to pick up the pillows on the floor, he suddenly found that something was missing on the bed.
Eh? Where is my rope
Han Dong rummaged around, but couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
He ran to ask Yu Ming again: "Have you seen my rope?"
"You mean the one under your pillow?"
Han Dong nodded, "Yes, that's the one."
"Didn't you mess with it last night?" Yu Ming reminded.
"Yeah, why did you just spend the whole night..."
Speaking of this, Han Dong suddenly realized something, changed his clothes casually and went out.
Not long after Wang Zhongding arrived at the office, Han Dong rushed in hastily.
"Where's my rope?"
Hearing this, Wang Zhongding suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his tone returned to the usual coldness.
"What rope?"
Han Dong said out of breath, "It's the rope I put under the pillow! It disappeared in one night, who else would go to my dormitory except you?"
"How do you know that I went to your dormitory instead of sending it here on your own initiative?"
Han Dong immediately said in a decisive tone: "No matter how confused I am, I will never send that rope to you."
"Why are you so sure?" Wang Zhongding sulked for no reason.
Han Dong was taken aback by the question, but the firmness in his eyes remained unchanged.
"I'm so sure."
Wang Zhongding's face suddenly turned cold, and the temperature of the whole room dropped accordingly.
"It's not with me." Four words flickered.
Han Dong didn't believe it, "Impossible, it must be with you, hurry up and give it back to me!"
"Er Lei." Wang Zhongding ordered directly, "Let him go out."
Seeing that Han Dong was about to get anxious, Er Lei quickly comforted him: "Let's go out and talk if we have something to say, so don't bother Mr. Wang."
So, Han Dong was dragged out like this.
Wang Zhongding was in a bad mood all day.
This kind of badness is different from the badness of the previous few days. The badness of the previous few days was only on the emotional level. This kind of badness has spread to the depths of the spirit.
At night, Wang Zhongding suffered from insomnia again.
Just when he was trying to find a way to fall asleep as soon as possible, he heard rustling footsteps again.
After the door opened, Han Dong hugged Wang Zhongding.
"Please, give me back that rope, I can give you everything else, but that rope..."
Wang Zhongding shook him off bluntly, and said directly: "I can't give it to you!"
As a result, Han Dong didn't make a scene like Wang Zhongding expected, and continued to beg, every word from his heart, with snot and tears, looking very pitiful.
I don't know how long this process lasted, Wang Zhongding finally threw the rope out of the door.
Han Dong hurried out to pick it up.
The door slammed shut behind him!
…
The next morning, when Han Dong got up and saw the rope, he was relieved.
But soon my heart was pulled again.
He tried to make a call to Wang Zhongding, but was rejected.
Because he was rushing to the set, Han Dong could only put down his personal affairs first, and hurried into the car.
As a result, when we arrived at the set, the makeup was already done, but because of the problem of the venue, there was a dispute with another crew.
This crew is exactly Li Shang's crew.
The thing is like this, Li Shang's crew has contracted the special filming of studio a30 of this film and television base from April to June. In principle, other crews are not allowed to use this venue during this time period.
However, due to the change of the script, Li Shang's crew moved to a new film and television city during this period, resulting in the studio being idle.
So the producer of Han Dong's production team negotiated with the management here to temporarily borrow this studio for a period of time, and the fee would be paid to Li Shang's production team at the original price. It had already been negotiated, but the producer over there went back on his word and brought a group of people here to make trouble, insisting that Han Dong's crew occupied their venue.
"How shabby is your crew? You even stole the filming location?"
"We'd rather leave it empty than let you take advantage of it!"
"That's right, she's really thick-skinned!"
"..."
Director Lu has a straightforward temper, and it is easy to tear his face if he is agitated.
As a result, the dispute gradually evolved from a war of words to a fight, with staff from both sides fighting each other. Li Shang has been trying to dissuade him, but the producer over there has a tough attitude and refuses to bow his head. In the end, he recruited all the reporters.
Li Shang said helplessly to Han Dong: "Our producer is indeed a bit unreasonable, don't take it to heart."
"It's your producer's fault, why are you paying me for it?"
"Aren't I afraid that this will affect our buddies' feelings?"
Han Dong snorted and said nothing.
The final result of the dispute was that the agreement of Han Dong's crew was invalid, and all personnel, including props, were withdrawn from the studio.
The next day, the matter was reported.
Although the news reports described objective facts, they kept criticizing Han Dong's crew with insinuations. As a result, after this news was published on the Internet, the comments were overwhelmingly biased towards Li Shang's crew, and even blamed the actors.
"Isn't this crew too disgusting? If you can't afford it, don't do it!"
"It's also a ghost. Is it true that this side is tall and tall, and that side is ugly? Is the makeup also linked to the quality of the crew?"
"Sure enough, the comparison reveals the true knowledge. Li Tianbang's appearance is too handsome, right?"
Finally, this incident reached the ears of investors.
Yu Ming received a call from Xia Hongwei that night, and he could feel the hostility all over his body just by hearing the voice.
"why did not you tell me?"
Yu Ming was still calm, "Don't you know?"
"I'm asking you, why didn't you tell me then?!!!"