Feng Mang

Chapter 78: Big shoe prints

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Early the next morning, Han Dong woke up from the sofa and went back to his room. He wanted to appreciate last night's "masterpiece", but he couldn't find the small wooden comb after searching for a long time.

Strange... I obviously put it here yesterday, why did it disappear

Han Dong ran to Yu Ming's room to look for it again. Yu Ming hated others rummaging through his things, especially Han Dong. Every time he finished rummaging, it looked like a disaster scene, so he pressed Han Dong's arm and asked, "What are you looking for? "

"I ask you, did I really make a wooden comb last night?"

"I've been arguing for half the night, do you think it's true?"

Suddenly, Han Dong glanced at the piccolo not far away, thinking of what Wang Zhongding said, he seemed to understand something in his heart. He stomped his feet fiercely, it must be him, he must have come to sneak attack again, so be careful!

Thinking of this, without saying a word, Han Dong walked towards the office building with a poodle on his head.

Wang Zhongding had already arrived at the office, and the gifts inside were piled up like a mountain, and he barely had time to open them. Only the gift box from Han Dong was opened as soon as he arrived here.

It turned out to be a wooden comb, and it was purely handmade... Wang Zhongding was somewhat surprised that a man gave a man a comb. Just as I was about to see what kind of wood it was made of, the doorbell rang.

Wang Zhongding saw Han Dong's murderous face and unique Einstein look through the video call screen, and his good mood early in the morning was ruined. It couldn't be more appropriate to say that Han Dong has a split personality. During the day, all kinds of "crazy and stubborn gangsters" become "stupid, cute and stupid" at night.

"Are you secretly again..." Han Dong just asked halfway, when he saw the wooden comb in Wang Zhongding's hand, he immediately put on an attacking posture of "Okay you".

"Wang Zhongding, you are really good at stealing a wooden comb, can you be more 'man'?"

Sure enough, what Wang Zhongding was worried about happened.

"You said I stole it?" Wang Zhongding said in a bad tone.

"Otherwise? Could it be that I personally delivered it to the door?" Han Dong smiled ironically, "You said you did it and then you did it, why don't you always dare to admit it? Why do you always like to blame others? Like this Is there any point in deceiving yourself?"

The smell of gunpowder in the room is getting stronger and stronger.

"I really hope you never wake up." Wang Zhongding said suddenly.

Han Dong gritted his teeth and stared, "Never wake up? He still wants to steal forever, right?"

Wang Zhongding's brow furrowed, seeing that the hostility was getting stronger and stronger, and it was about to explode in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Han Dong immediately adjusted his tone.

"Well, I know you didn't do it on purpose. It's all my fault for putting it in such a conspicuous place, making you think it's my birthday present for you. Although today is your birthday, I still have to say. Even if you take something In your hands, not from my sincerity, you also... ah!"

Han Dong suddenly felt his lower body become cold, and his pants were ripped off! Before he had time to yell "You dare to mess around" in an affectionate manner, Wang Zhongding's soles greeted him.

This foot was strong, like a stamp, Han Dong jumped out of the door and grinned.

"That's right!" Han Dong lifted his pants and shouted, "I really should! I did something that hurt your heart, you should kick me. But I still want to say, give me back the comb, If it’s not yours, don’t force it.”

The wooden comb flew out of Wang Zhongding's hand in an instant, and hit Han Dong's ass impartially, causing Han Dong another severe pain. Not only my butt hurts but also my heart aches. The comb is obviously coming back, but the feeling of aggrieved can't go away, and it has been brought to the set.

Han Dong had already planned to give it off in person, and with the tried and tested killer skill of picking up girls - reading minds by looking at faces, it was a sure thing to catch up with a female dragon. As a result, in the end, I didn't feel that mood anymore, and the matter of giving the comb was over.

Later, when Han Dong took a shower, he found that the shoe prints on his butt could not be washed off, so he went to Yu Ming's room naked. Yu Ming jumped.

"What are you doing?"

Han Dong turned his back to Yu Ming, "Help me see, why can't the shoe prints on my butt be washed off?"

Yu Ming blushed, "That's not a shoe print, it's a swollen bump."

Han Dong gritted his teeth secretly, Wang Zhongding, you are really good at it!

"Who scratched you then?" Yu Ming asked again.

"On the one to the left, isn't there a lot of red spots? It's like a fingernail scratching it out."

Han Dong took a glance and realized that two clouds of fire flew up his cheeks instantly. No wonder you used a comb to shake me. It turned out that I wanted to create this effect. I rubbed it, so crazy!

Yu Ming wanted to ignore Han Dong at first, but his gaze kept on involuntarily. There's no way, the naked Han Dong has too much presence. The jab of the two king-level beautiful legs is top-level temptation no matter what posture you pose. And his buttocks are quite perfect, few men can have such a straight and full buttocks.

Not to mention Wang Zhongding, even Yu Ming wanted to try his hands.

Han Dong returned to the bedroom with a tall figure that was extremely inconsistent with his personality, and after taking a shower, he lay down on the bed, was forced to turn over by the pain in his buttocks, and lived the life of a tortoise again.

Think about how cool it was to get kicked before. At that time, Han Dong specially posted a Weibo, the content was "a happy kick", and the picture was the injury on his butt. If it is posted now, the content will still be "a happy kick", but the accompanying picture will become "I can't do it!"

Why can't you be happy? Han Dong was still fiddling with the comb before going to sleep.

As a result, all kinds of aggressive schizophrenic Ku Dongdong during the day returned to Wang Zhongding's office at night. All kinds of trousers took off their pants and cried out for their injuries, and sent the comb back to ask for forgiveness.

"Why kick me? How can you kick me? Look at this big shoe sole, how can you bear it?"

"I really want to give you this comb, I really do!"

"Accept it, I promise I won't go back this time, please accept it?"

"..."

Wang Zhongding directly took this "bastard" out, handed it over to the bodyguard at the door, and issued a martial law order, "Remember, no matter in the future, don't let this person step into the range of 20 meters from my office. district!"

"Zhong Ding, I was wronged, my sincerity to you can be learned from the world..."

The next morning, Han Dong felt uncomfortable in his throat, as if he had shouted thousands of times for help in the deep mountains.

"The director hasn't given you the script yet?" Yu Ming asked by chance.

Han Dong said, "I have already given it."

Yu Ming was shocked by Han Dong's broken voice, and hurriedly asked, "Why is your voice hoarse?"

"I don't know, it's just like this when I wake up from sleep."

Yu Ming said: "Looks like you went out last night, because I heard the door opening in the middle of the night. Zhang Xinghu didn't come back last night. I guess you opened the door."

out? What are you doing out there? Han Dong's tone was a little uncertain, "Maybe I went to practice my voice. There is a scene in the script where ghosts cry and howl. I probably went to practice that to make my voice like this."

When it came to the script, Yu Ming remembered what he was going to ask just now.

"Why didn't I see you recite your lines?"

Han Dong wondered, "Do you still need to memorize the lines? You can almost memorize them at a glance."

"You have so few lines?"

"It's not short, but it's very logical. Basically, once you're familiar with the content of the script, the lines will follow."

Yu Ming thought that Han Dong was bragging again, so he took the script over to test a few sets of shots, and it turned out that Han Dong really got it right word for word. And Yu Ming was sure that he didn't memorize it secretly, because Han Dong spent almost all of his private time tinkering with the wood, and he didn't even touch the script.

The days were going on at a leisurely pace, and Han Dong had officially joined the group to participate in the filming.

Li Shang also took advantage of the situation to pursue, and took over 20 magazines within a week, becoming a super rookie who did his part. Rumors about his participation in the annual blockbuster male number one are also rampant. Taking advantage of the media's curiosity about the casting of this film, Liang Jing's side frequently released rumors, but denied it during official interviews, and the hype was rampant. raw water.

The relationship between Director Lu and Han Dong is getting better and better, almost to the point of talking about everything. One day, Director Lu accidentally mentioned the temporary addition of roles, and Han Dong immediately said excitedly: "There is a buddy in my dormitory who is talking about everything." If you are free, let him try it."

"What's it called?" Director Lu asked.

Han Dong blurted out instantly, "It's Yu Ming."

Director Lu's complexion changed, and he said in a vague tone, "Let's have a look again."

Han Dong saw that Director Lu didn't like Yu Ming very much, so he quickly talked about Yu Ming's various advantages and said, "Don't think he is not famous, but he is actually quite professional. He was born in dancing, and he can endure hardships..."

After a few days of hard work by Han Dong, Director Lu finally agreed to Yu Ming to try out the play.

On weekends, Han Dong accompanied Yu Ming to the shopping malls. Since the company had certain requirements for artists' clothing brands, the two of them could only lock in a few high-end shopping malls.

Yu Ming fell in love with a hand-knitted cardigan sweater. When he saw the price tag of 14,000, he immediately lost the mood to try it.

"It's too expensive, so forget it."

Just as Han Dong was about to speak, he suddenly heard a familiar greeting.

"Dongzi, are you shopping here too?"

Han Dong turned his head and saw Li Shang and Fang Yun walking towards the store arm in arm. Both of them were wearing black pants, wrapped in scarves, and were quite heavily armed.

"I'll go shopping with my friends." Han Dong turned his gaze back to Yu Ming again, "How about it? Do you want to try it?"

Yu Ming put the clothes back quickly with an expression of being incapable of accepting the price.

"Sister Fang, you haven't been here for a long time." The waiter who had always been indifferent suddenly became enthusiastic after seeing Fang Yun.

Fang Yun showed a very famous smile, and then pointed with her finger, "Pack up all the new XL sizes that you launched this year and send them to my house, thank you."

Because this is a men's clothing brand store, the "all new XL sizes" that Fang Yun said were naturally bought for Li Shang.

"I have enough clothes, I can't wear them even if I buy them back." Li Shang said.

"Waste it on you, it's worth it."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, she waved to Han Dong and Yu Ming with a smile, "You continue to choose, let's go over there for a stroll."

After Li Shang left, Han Dong comforted Yu Ming: "Don't take it to heart, what's wrong if you can't afford a piece of clothing now? Your fate is so precious, sooner or later you will step on him."

Yu Ming seemed indifferent, "It's okay, let's continue shopping."