Director Lu immediately became furious, "What if someone can do it?"
"If you can find such a person on the scene, I immediately apologize to all staff!"
"That's what you said..." Director Lu looked around and finally landed on Han Dong, "Then let him try it. He is new here and has not undergone any training. If he can sit down, it will prove It's a matter of your personal ability."
After finishing speaking, a look signaled Han Dong to come over.
Han Dong sat on the chair according to the director's instructions, and looked ahead without blinking. As long as he could keep it for more than two minutes, his expression would naturally meet the requirements.
two minutes? The actress snorted coldly, if you insist on not shedding tears for a minute, I will admire you, "Brother Han, come on! Brother Han, you are the best!" Shen Chuhua shouted passionately while bouncing on her short legs.
Han Dong showed the classic expression of the internet chubby squinting at people.
Being dazed is the specialty of every chronic person, and it is also Han Dong's best companion for leisure and entertainment. Compared to other stunts, this is a piece of cake, not to mention eye-catching, without even rolling your eyes.
At the beginning, the staff were all in the mood of watching the excitement, and didn't have much expectation for Han Dong. As time went on, they secretly sweated for Han Dong, for fear that he would lose the chain midway.
Han Dong lived up to expectations, played steadily, and persisted until the last second.
"Director, it's time." Someone reminded.
The actress' face instantly became very ugly.
Han Dong didn't blink immediately, but continued to stare ahead without any focus.
Director Lu hinted to the staff to calm down and asked Han Dong to persist for a while to set an example for others. It also made the actress so convinced that she lost, completely speechless.
After an unknown amount of time, the actress finally asked impatiently.
"Director, are you still apologizing?"
Director Lu was dozing off, and he woke up suddenly when he heard this, and asked, "How long has it been?"
The field manager said, "It's been half an hour."
Director Lu was surprised, "Has he not blinked yet?"
Not to mention blinking, without even moving, the staff suspected that Han Dong's eyeballs were silicone prostheses. Someone even checked it out to see if it was painted on the eyelids, which is ridiculous even thinking about it.
Director Lu said to Han Dong in a proud tone, "Okay, you can blink now."
Han Dong was still persistent and his eyes were persistent.
"Don't hold on, save some face for her." Director Lu whispered to Han Dong.
Han Dong turned a deaf ear.
Only then did Director Lu realize that something was wrong, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Han Dong's eyes, but there was no reaction at all. I poked him again, still no response. Finally, he put his ear to Han Dong's mouth and realized... fell asleep.
As soon as Han Dong came back from the set, someone reported the situation to Wang Zhongding.
In addition to saying that Director Lu had a good impression of Han Dong, he also mentioned that Han Dong fell asleep on the set. I thought Wang Zhongding would have a bad face, but he just snorted lightly, "walking" around in the middle of the night, can he not be sleepy during the day
"President Wang, Miss Wan is here."
Wang Zhongding nodded, "Let her in."
"You workaholic, have you forgotten what day it is?" Wan Liqing said as soon as she entered the office.
Wang Zhongding looked at the calendar and found nothing special.
Wan Liqing reminded: "Today is your birthday."
"Isn't it tomorrow?"
"For others, it is tomorrow, but for you, it is today. Which day did you not spend the early hours in the office?"
…
When Han Dong returned to the company, he happened to see Wan Liqing walking towards the parking lot. He didn't know who he was talking on the phone with, his face was extremely ugly, and he seemed to be complaining.
So, Han Dong secretly followed.
"I'm really convinced by Wang Zhongding. I'm like a slave to my son. There is no one else in my eyes except my son."
"Others can be hurt, but his son can't afford to hurt him. Others can be as fierce as they want, and treat his son with all sorts of good tempers."
"If it wasn't because tomorrow is his birthday, I would have turned my face just now."
So tomorrow is his birthday... Han Dong thought.
"So what if it's not your own? It's still a treasure like fate. I think if Xixi says she doesn't want a stepmother now, Wang Zhongding doesn't even plan to get married!"
Another shocking big news bombarded Han Dong's mind, wasn't it his own? It turned out not to be his own! No wonder Wang Zhongding's facial features did not show heirs.
For some reason, Han Dong grinned when he heard the news.
"I'm exaggerating? If you saw his expression just now, you know I'm not exaggerating..."
Wan Liqing was talking when suddenly a familiar face jumped into view.
Han Dong greeted with a smile, "Sister-in-law, long time no see."
Wan Liqing murmured in her heart that it was unlucky, why did she encounter this chatter again? He couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't save face when he wanted to curse, so he could only smile politely, and walked towards his car faster.
In the end, Han Dong followed up again.
"Sister-in-law, don't be angry with Brother Wang. It's not a bad thing for a man to love children. It means that he values feelings and has a sense of responsibility. It's just because the child is too young that he finds it difficult to balance. When the child grows up, some problems will naturally resolve. You must not lose confidence in Brother Wang, you must stabilize your relationship, this is my last spiritual pillar... "
Wan Liqing wanted to get in the car quickly, but Han Dong walked in front of her, jumping left and right and couldn't avoid it. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally spit out the words that he had held back for a long time.
"What's the matter with you? Can you stop worrying about it?!"
With a bang, the car door closed in front of Han Dong.
Looking at the car that was gradually going away, Han Dong had an expression of hating iron for not being able to make steel, ah... so lacking in fighting spirit.
Entering the office building, Han Dong found that Wang Zhongding was also talking on the phone in the corridor, but not with Wan Liqing.
"Did you have lunch at noon? What did you eat? How many spoonfuls of rice did you eat? How much spinach did you eat? How's the taste? Hmmmm... Dad will definitely come home today, no matter how late he is busy..."
After listening to Han Dong, he was even hotter than Wan Liqing, MLGB's! ! ! You can speak so softly? You can also smile so beautifully? Only Nima knows how to fuck with me! ! ! ah ah ah ah...
At night, there was another clanging sound from a certain apartment building.
Yu Ming peeked at the door and found that Han Dong was beating a piece of wood with a small hammer, as if he was making a handicraft. So he didn't ask any more questions, and went back to his room without saying a word.
As a result, this banging sound continued until midnight.
Yu Ming finally went to Han Dong with an unbearable face, "I said, are you still asleep?"
"Immediately, it will be finished immediately."
"what to do?"
Han Dong smiled very gently, "Make a wooden comb for my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?" Yu Ming was curious, "Where is the girlfriend?"
"I met you on the set."
"When did you get together?"
"tomorrow."
Yu Ming, "...tomorrow?"
"Yes, when I give this comb to her, she will be with me." Han Dong was determined to win.
Yu Ming could only reply with a wooden face: "Come on."
After a while, a well-made small comb was completed. Han Dong carefully wrapped the comb and put it in a gift box. I felt so sleepy that I fell asleep on the sofa.
It was close to two o'clock, and Wang Zhongding had just finished dealing with the matter at hand. Just as he was driving to the door, a familiar figure suddenly flashed into his sight.
Han Dong was walking from the direction of the apartment, his pace was much faster than before, as if he couldn't wait to do something, and he was obviously heading for the office building.
Thinking of the promise to his son, and thinking of Han Dong's entangled attributes, even if Wang Zhongding was a little worried, he could only kick the accelerator and continue driving forward.
As a result, when he went out and turned left, the image of Han Dong being hit suddenly flashed in Wang Zhongding's mind, and he stopped again.
Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, Han Dong closed his eyes and rushed over. Unfortunately, he was one step too late, and the number had already changed to 2. Han Dong could only wait for the elevator to get down.
When Han Dong arrived at the door of the office, Wang Zhongding's breath had already calmed down, and he was sitting at his desk as usual, staring at a document that had been reviewed.
Squeak—the door opened, and a head poked in.
"Happy birthday."
Wang Zhongding's figure froze, as if he didn't expect that the purpose of Han Dong's trip was to send blessings. Although the method is a bit special, the sincerity to impress people is definitely enough.
This time, without waiting for Han Dong to come over, Wang Zhongding walked over directly and took the gift from Han Dong.
"The gift is small, but the affection is deep. The gift represents my heart."
Wang Zhongding smiled, "Are you sure you really represent your heart? Don't send it over at night and regret it in the morning."
"Absolutely not." Han Dong beat his chest to show his sincerity.
Wang Zhongding patted Han Dong on the head, "Go back."
Han Dong obediently followed Wang Zhongding to the elevator.