"What? Want me to bring another person?" The agent was very surprised when he heard the news, "But I only took Ling Lang with me before?"
"Before you were a non-staff, we couldn't control it. Now you are a full-time employee of the company. It is common for an agent here to bring seven or eight artists, not to mention that you only need to bring two," the manager said.
"But I have to follow Ling Lang all the time, and it's inconvenient to take others with me."
"Ling Langken has fewer announcements than a newcomer. He stays at home except for filming. I don't see the need to follow him 24 hours a day."
"But..." The agent said three buts in a row.
"No but," the manager interrupted. "It's the company's decision."
"Okay," the agent raised his hands helplessly, "who do you want me to take?"
The manager handed him a portfolio, which the agent cracked when he opened it.
"You asked me to take Feng Hao? Where is his own agent?"
"Going on maternity leave."
"... What kind of maternity leave is he taking for a big man!"
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. From now on, you will be Feng Hao's manager." The manager solemnly patted him on the shoulder, "The company is optimistic about you, come on!"
"I… "
"It's also important to keep in mind that our marketing plan this time - it's all about it."
The agent raised the folder angrily and slammed it down.
"OUCH," the assistant who was hit rubbed his forehead in pain, "Why beat someone for no reason?"
"Can't you do something serious? You're either running an online store or reading gossip every day. Is the company raising you to do this?"
"Hey!" the assistant said in disbelief, "Ling Lang has been grounded by you, why doesn't he want me as a little assistant?"
"Have you done less? Let me ask you, is the insider who broke the news to the media that the two cohabitants are you?"
The assistant immediately turned his face away and whistled.
"I've really raised an insider," the agent gritted his teeth and saw the file folder in his hand, "I will cancel the ban tomorrow, and I will fill up two people's schedules, one for the day shift and one for the night show. One will be sent to the South Pole, the other will be sent to the North Pole, and I want them to never see each other in heaven and earth!"
"Ah," Ling Lang sneezed.
"Is it cold?" Feng Hao asked with concern.
Ling Lang shook his head.
"That's good. I was afraid that you would be too hot after exercising, so you didn't turn on the air conditioner too high."
He took out a key, opened a door in the house, Ling Lang looked in, it was a gym, and there were some very common equipment on display.
"Come in," Feng Hao said to Ling Lang who was motionless behind him.
Ling Lang shook his head, but took a step back.
"Come in," he repeated.
Ling Lang took another step back.
Feng Hao smiled and walked straight to the window. It was a wall rather than a window. The entire two walls were made of transparent glass, through which one could clearly see the scenery outside the window.
"Are you afraid of this?" Feng Hao put his hand on the glass, "This is not ordinary glass, you can't see the inside from the outside."
Ling Lang was dubious, and Feng Hao raised his eyebrows, "You don't believe me?"
Ling Lang was silent for a moment, and boldly took a step into the room, but it was only one step.
"From now on, this will be your place to exercise," Feng Hao said. "As long as you are at home, six kilometers a day, today is the first day. You can start with two kilometers, and then add two kilometers every day."
Feng Hao opened the dark cabinet on the wall. There were three different styles of tails placed side by side. The outer parts were roughly the same, but the shapes inside the body were different. There was also a T-shaped belt hanging on the bottom row of the cabinet.
"It's up to you to choose which one you want to use. The belt is fixed, so you don't always worry about it falling off."
Feng Hao stopped talking after saying this, as if waiting for Ling Lang's reaction.
Ling Lang waited for a long time before realizing that the other party meant that he should wear it now.
Although it wasn't the first time, Ling Lang felt embarrassed to do this kind of thing in front of Feng Hao. He closed his eyes and picked one of the three and stuffed it into his body, only to find out when he went to get the belt This belt must be pre-fitted before you can wear it.
"Why didn't you remind me earlier," He was a little unhappy that Feng Hao knew that he had made a mistake in the steps, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end, deliberately watching his jokes.
"Because you didn't seem to want me to see how you put it on, I had to pretend I didn't see it," Feng Hao came over to help him take off his tail, fastened it with a belt, and patiently helped him Wear it back.
"Okay," Feng Hao tapped a few times on the treadmill, "you can start."
Ling Lang glanced out the window uneasy, the two bright glass always gave him the illusion of being exposed to the broad daylight, and Feng Hao's presence made him even more uncomfortable.
"Are you going to stay here forever?"
"It's my right to be where I want to be."
Ling Lang had no choice but to start exercising under his watchful eyes. The program Feng Hao set for him went from slow to fast, which gave Ling Lang enough time to get used to the foreign body in his body.
The speed of the treadmill is getting faster and faster, and the friction of private parts is getting stronger and stronger, which can't help but remind him of the experience of the previous night, and his legs are a little weak in conditioned reflex.
As he walked, Ling Lang felt that the pressure that had been staying behind him disappeared. He turned around to see that Feng Hao was no longer there, and Ling Lang was greatly relieved.
As soon as he turned around, Feng Hao's figure appeared outside the glass window, and Ling Lang almost fell off the treadmill.
Ling Lang didn't know if the glass was really invisible from the outside, but Feng Hao gave him the feeling that the glass was two-way transparent, and any disturbance in the room could not escape his eyes. under surveillance.
Ling Lang had to try to ignore him and focus on the treadmill. Feng Hao was right, his body would automatically adapt when he walked, and the tail seemed to be an innate part of him. As long as he didn't think about it, he would not. It is easy to realize its existence.
As he walked, his thoughts diverged, and he didn't even notice when Feng Hao left.
After walking two kilometers, the manager's phone call came. Fortunately, he found that he did not send the two people to the North and South Pole, but informed them to participate in the new film promotion meeting the next day.
Ling Lang and Feng Hao appeared in public for the first time after returning to China. The reporters were about to burst the door of the publicity meeting. The faces of the crew spokesmen were almost frozen with laughter. The most repeated sentence was "Please focus on on issues related to the film."
"It is said that there are a lot of erotic and violent scenes in this film. Will it be deleted when it is released in China?" Finally, a reporter asked a question related to the film.
"NONONO," the director retorted, "it's not erotic violence, it's elegant art, do you understand art mud?"
"Then what is the scale of your elegant art?"
"Shame? What is shame?" The translator stuck to his ear and explained it for him, and the director understood, "Oh, there's no shame!"
He gestured enthusiastically, "Wo advocates the concept of returning to nature and the expression of the unity of man and nature. Such things as shame and lower limit never exist in Wo's films!"
Feng Hao burst out laughing, and said to Ling Lang in a low voice, "Even back to nature and the unity of heaven and man know that this director's Chinese proficiency is definitely a perfect score from Level 4 or 6."
Ling Lang was always indifferent in front of the public, as if Feng Hao was just talking to himself.
The spokesperson sweated profusely and diverted from the director's words, "Whether it needs to be deleted or not, this issue is to be decided by the General Administration, and we have no right to express our opinions."
"Does the director mean to imply that there will be very close physical contact between the leading actors in the film? Did the two people have sparks in the collision of this art?"
"The first question I think will be known when you watch the movie. The second question has nothing to do with this movie. I'm sorry for not answering, the next one."
"If two people have some kind of super-friendship because of the filming of this play, how can it be said that it has nothing to do with this film?"
"We only focus on the actor's performance in the play, and what happens outside the play is the actor's private matter."
"Then why would such an explosive private matter be exposed during the filming?" The reporter held up the newspaper in his hand, "These so-called candid photos are so clear, aren't they hype under the private authorization of the crew?"
A representative of Yip's Entertainment interjected, "This kind of news is of great importance, and we will not hype the reputation of our artists."
"It's not hype that means the relationship between the two is real?"
"This..." Only then did the spokesperson realize that he had jumped into the trap set by the other party, and the agent in the backstage slammed the wall with anger, "Where did such an idiot spokesperson come from?"
Feng Hao took the initiative to pick up the topic, "Is my relationship with Ling Lang real or a hype?" He smiled and glanced at the people around him, "Is it okay to leave this question to time to decide?"
His answer was not an admission but an admission. It gave the media unlimited space for imagination. When the parties finally expressed their position, the reporters began to ask questions in a rush, and the nature of the press conference was not a concern.
"In the past, you used to call Teacher Ling Langling, but suddenly you changed your tune. Has your relationship changed?"
"We've made three films together and it's normal for the relationship to develop."
"All the films you have acted in since your debut are related to Ling Lang, and every film has him playing opposite, is this intentional?"
"Maybe it's fate."
"As we all know, Ling Lang's image on the screen has always been very conservative. Why did he take up such a large-scale movie this time? Please answer Ling Lang himself."
"To seek a breakthrough," Ling Lang answered succinctly.
"Then how far have you broken through? Showing two o'clock? Nudity? Kissing scenes? Sex scenes?"
"This question has been asked before, so I won't repeat it," the spokesman said hurriedly.
"As early as when Feng Hao first debuted, you publicly expressed admiration for his acting skills. No one has ever won such an honor before. Why do you only admire him? Have you started since then? A super-friendly relationship?"
"I'm just telling the truth."
"Then if Feng Hao didn't take part in this play, would you still seek a breakthrough with other actors?"
Ling Lang and Feng Hao looked at each other.
"Please answer directly!" The reporter emphasized loudly and forcefully.
"Won't."
- A high-profile declaration of love at the press conference for same-sex couples in the film industry!
- Feng Hao: Love is confirmed by time.
-Ling Lang: Only seek breakthrough with him.
The assistant smiled happily while swiping Weibo, "Yesterday, everyone was still together. Today, we are all seeking breakthroughs. I have a hunch that seeking breakthroughs will definitely surpass seeking relationships and support, and become the most popular expression."
The agent is already on the phone, "Hey, do you have any projects that need to be filmed in Antarctica recently?... Yes, something like a polar bear protection PSA... What? No polar bears in Antarctica? Emperor penguins are fine... Hello? Hello? "
"Don't bother," the assistant took the initiative to comfort the angry-looking manager, "You have to think on the bright side, this time the publicity is unprecedentedly successful, isn't it? The number of tickets for the online premiere has already reached 800. ."
"Hmph," the agent dismissed, "when they find out that the domestic version has been castrated into eunuchs, they will definitely join forces to request a refund."
"It doesn't matter, at that time, I just happened to launch the domestic banned DVD version, and then I can make a lot of money."
"Broadcasting is banned in China, but DVDs are still on sale? Are you dead when you are the General Administration? Wait, your subject just now was 'I'?"
"Hey," the assistant trotted away in a hurry, leaving the manager furious, "don't call me to redeem you when you are arrested for spreading obscene CDs!"
"It's not an obscene CD!" the assistant shouted from a distance, "It's the art of the nest!"
Ling Lang consciously equipped himself to exercise in the gym, and his goal today was four kilometers.
Feng Hao often appeared in Ling Lang's field of vision intentionally or unintentionally, giving him the illusion of being raped.
Sometimes he really doubted that what Feng Hao said was not true. Maybe he was wearing some high-tech contact lenses, and he could see the images in the house through the special glass.
Feng Hao appeared outside the window again.
Ling Lang pointed his middle finger at him.
Feng Hao didn't react at all.
Ling Lang breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he really couldn't see it.