"Do you want to continue working for me? That's ok," Feng Hao spread his legs, "Go through here and you will still be my dog."
Ling Lang had never been insulted so much before. At this time, he could stand up and hold the unsuspecting Feng Hao, escape from the Qinglong Gang, and go back to be his policeman.
However, in order to eradicate the evil forces and to avenge the death of his girlfriend, he trembled and moved the first step, the second step...
The crowd in the hall laughed wildly.
Ling Lang just climbed out a few steps, but unexpectedly, Feng Hao exerted force on his leg without warning, making Ling Lang unable to enter or retreat.
Feng Hao's charming voice sounded slowly in the giant screen theater, "Do you think it's so easy to be my dog?"
On the screen, a close-up of Ling Lang's face was playing. He closed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and had a painful expression. After a while, he slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. There was unwillingness, humiliation, forbearance, and determination in his eyes. All the inner world of this undercover policeman was vividly displayed in this one shot.
"—May I ask what you think of this movie?" The reporter stopped the audience who had just watched the premiere and asked.
"It's very exciting, the confrontation between the three men is very interesting."
"The ending is very pitiful, but Dad likes it very much."
"For the first time in ten years, I didn't fall asleep watching a movie."
"—What is your evaluation of the actor's performance?"
"Ling Lang deserves to be the best actor, this time it really didn't disappoint."
"The boss is also a strong team, and he has not lost any advantage in playing against the actor."
"Young master of the underworld is a newcomer? I can't tell at all."
"—The most impressive shot?"
"The scene where the boss accidentally injured his daughter by himself?"
"At the end, the boss pointed a gun at the head of the undercover agent, but the undercover agent was holding the scene of the young master falling off the cliff together."
"No, it should be the close-up of Ling Lang enduring the humiliation of his crotch. It's really unforgettable and impressive. I think this is probably the most moving scene in the whole movie. I saw that scene. At that time, I felt the same sadness, as if it was myself who was kneeling there to bear all this. The man can bend and stretch, and Ling Lang's acting skills with the ability to contract and contract are truly amazing."
"Senior, the movie is over, let's go to the celebration feast quickly, we won't be able to go out later," Feng Hao's face appeared in Ling Lang's line of sight, and the latter gave him a look of disgust.
It wasn't that Ling Lang had any prejudice against Feng Hao, it was just that he had just watched the full 120 minutes of the movie and was still immersed in another world, and Feng Hao appeared in a brilliant spring with the face of his underworld prince. In front of him, anyone would feel their image collapsed at that moment.
Ling Lang slowly adjusted his mood, then got up and walked out from the VIP aisle.
Outside the passage was already crowded with reporters, and when Ling Lang came out, the large group of troops rushed up.
"Are you satisfied with your performance this time?"
"I heard that you expressed dissatisfaction with Feng Hao, the newcomer who played the underworld master. Is it true?"
"Someone broke the news that the scene in which you were humiliated was NG many times. Is it because of this incident that the two of you had a conflict?"
Ling Lang's usual practice is not to respond to this kind of interview, but today he answered one of them for the first time, and even the manager who opened the way for him was startled.
"There is no conflict between me and Feng Hao. He is a good rookie with great potential."
The media was shocked. This innocuous remark was polite when spoken in the mouths of others, but when it came out of Ling Lang's mouth, the weight was very different. Since Ling Lang became famous, he has never publicly praised any newcomer. . For a time, all the questions pointed to Ling Lang's views on Feng Hao and the relationship between the two, trying to dig out a few more words from the actor who rarely gave interviews.
But Ling Lang obviously had no intention of continuing, and the reporter's subsequent questions were as if thrown into a pile of cotton without any response. Just when the reporters were full of disappointment, Feng Hao, a friend of the media, miraculously appeared behind Ling Lang.
"For the NG thing..."
The reporters' microphones turned in unison, and the hands that pressed the shutter felt cramps.
Feng Hao continued, "Because it was my first time working with Teacher Ling, I was very nervous and made several mistakes in a row. However, during the break, the teacher patiently guided me and chatted with me, which relieved my nervousness. After that, the filming went so smoothly. In fact, Mr. Ling is a very kind person in private."
The agent vomited three liters of blood in his heart, kind! I have been with him for the rest of my life, and I don't know what kindness is!
The reporter seized the gap and asked repeatedly, "Ling Lang has praised the newcomer in public for the first time. As the person involved, what do you think?"
"As far as I know, you should be the first person to describe Ling Lang with kindness. Why is he so impressed with you?"
"Are you two in a good relationship?"
Feng Hao once again showed his signature smile, "Mr. Ling is my idol. I have admired him for many years, and it is my great honor to be recognized by him."
"Then may I ask whether the two sides still look forward to working with each other again?"
"I can't ask for it, I just don't know if Teacher Ling is still willing to help my junior?"
The reporters' eyes turned to Ling Lang again, he hesitated, "If there is a chance."
This lingering promise made all the reporters' eyes light up, and the agent could already predict that the headlines of the major media tomorrow would definitely be the blessing of the actor for the newcomer. Feng Hao Xingtu could be said to have a promising future.
Thinking of this, he wanted to complain again, how many newcomers pursued such an opportunity, but all fell back to Ling Lang's indifference. This Feng Hao didn't know what it was, but Ling Lang, who initially opposed him, was judged in a blink of an eye. If two people.
After thinking about it, his movements were not delayed in the slightest. The professional habit he developed over the years turned him into an invincible road opener, cleared all obstacles on the road, and sent Ling Lang into the car at the fastest speed.
It wasn't until the car started that Ling Lang opened his mouth to ask a question from an extra person in the car.
"Don't you have a car yourself?"
Feng Hao smiled and said, "My agent asked me to take a taxi, but it's not easy to take a taxi, please lend me a ride."
The agent in the front seat was almost killed by his jokes, but he still struggled to come out to smooth things out, "Yeah, anyway, I'm going to the hotel anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more person, not to mention that Teacher Ling is a very kind person in private. Woolen cloth."
Ling Lang didn't feel the sarcasm of the manager, and leaned back and closed his eyes, "I don't want to attend, send Feng Hao to the hotel, and then go home."
The agent spat out a mouthful of old blood, "What?"
"It's just a traffic jam, you can't make it."
The agent was dumbfounded, this excuse would not even be believed by a three-year-old child, okay
"You're the starring role after all, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate not to attend this kind of occasion, even if you show up..." The agent knew that there was no hope, but he still wanted to persevere.
"Isn't it just a dinner party? It's time to start eating, eat it when it's finished, eat it for the premiere, and even eat it when it's a big box office hit. I'm here to film, not to eat," Ling Lang firmly refused.
Feng Hao burst out laughing, "If the senior doesn't go, then I won't go either. Please take a leave of absence for me by the way. The reason is... I'm stuck on the road with the senior."
The agent wants to cry but has no tears. People from this school have problems with their IQs, right
Ling Lang opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "I'll be judged the same by others whether I go or not."
The implication is that if he does not attend, others will say that he is playing a big name, but he has such a reputation, so he doesn't care, but for a newcomer like Feng Hao, the crime is serious.
Feng Hao said with a smile, "People with high morals and respect like senior don't care about others' negative comments on them, so I don't care."
The agent has another mouthful of blood, and Nima has added an adjective in just a few minutes. He is highly respected, and he must write it down in a small notebook. If someone asks him about Ling Lang's advantages in the future, at least he can say one or two Three come.
"What's more, for a nobody like me, no one will find out even if I don't go," Feng Hao added mockingly.
Only two of the three male protagonists are missing, and they will definitely not attract anyone's attention. The agent complained in his heart and sent a text message to the assistant waiting at the venue, telling her that the two masters were not going, and then quickly turned off the mobile phone to avoid But the foreseeable harassment that followed.
"Since the senior doesn't go to the banquet, how about going to my house?" Feng Hao asked enthusiastically.
He has never even been to my house, the agent thought.
Ling Lang stared at him silently.
"Would you like to go to my house and watch "Eternal Life" together? I've been very busy recently, and I haven't rewatched it for a while."
"I'm here, I'm alive, I'm dying. No one can escape this fate."
"You will die one day, and I, today, here, will have eternal life."
The gun rang, the lights went out, the curtain closed, ten seconds of silence, and thunderous applause.
Feng Hao turned on the light, and the sudden light made Ling Lang close his eyes, but the scene at the end still stayed on his retina, as if it were frozen there, and it didn't disappear for a long time.
"It's so exciting every time I watch it," Feng Hao said in admiration.
"From the current point of view, the acting is too immature and the lines are rough." Ling Lang's remarks are not modest, many classics have been given years, and the public's aesthetics are changing with each passing day. But it is an ordinary work.
"Don't be so arrogant, senior, at least in my mind it is an insurmountable classic, especially the last scene where the protagonist was arrested and sent to the execution ground. I have read it many times."
After hearing his words, Ling Lang's throat was inexplicably thirsty, "Is there any water?"
"Ah, I'll get it," Feng Hao quickly walked towards the kitchen.
"Ice water."
"OK."
Ling Lang had nothing to do while waiting, and found that there was still a CD on the DVD player. It was very new, and there was no label or text on it, which aroused his curiosity.
This CD is placed in the open place, and there must be no privacy in it.
Ling Lang took out the old disk and put the new disk in, found the remote control, and pressed play.
After a while, Ling Lang's struggling face appeared on the TV.
When his face appeared on the TV, Ling Lang couldn't believe his eyes. It was the original film of Feng Hao NG's seven times, without any editing and processing, he watched the first film with extremely complicated feelings. After several times, I found out that there is a second time, a third time...
Even with his eyes closed, Ling Lang could recall the scene at that time. Three cameras, three cameras, aimed at him from all directions and angles, and recorded his every subtle expression on the film without reservation.
This was the first time Ling Lang saw Feng Hao's performance when he was NG. Every time it was about to end, Feng Hao's eyes instantly became shrinking and stiff, and he couldn't be equated with the domineering underworld prince before. No wonder it gets called out by the director every time.
Pass-
The director said one last word, awakening Ling Lang, only then did he realize that Feng Hao was standing beside him at some point.
Ling Lang looked at him with disbelief, "Why do you have these waste films?"
Feng Hao glanced at the TV, and the screen was fixed on the close-up of Ling Lang's face, "Is this what the senior is referring to? This is what I specially asked for it from the post-production company."
"How can you get it?" The copyright of these original films belongs to the producers. Even if they are not destroyed, it is strictly forbidden to spread them. Even the director has no right to ask.
"It's coming from the back door," Feng Hao winked at him, "Please, senior, don't say it outside."
Ling Lang then remembered that he seemed to have said before that he was the producer's younger brother, "What do you want it for?"
"Because I want to improve," Feng Hao smiled embarrassedly, "I want to know why I was NG by the director so many times, I want to find my own shortcomings in acting."
"Why did you choose this lens?"
"This episode left the deepest impression on me, especially," Feng Hao lowered his head slightly, "I made the senior unhappy at the time, and I really feel guilty."
"I want to reflect on myself and never make the same mistake again, so I asked the editor to help me engrave the disc," Feng Hao tentatively probed, "Senior, would you mind? I really don't have any malicious intent."
Seeing that Ling Lang accepted his words with suspicion, and most of his alertness disappeared, Feng Hao remembered the water cup in his hand and passed it with both hands, "Senior, your water."
"...Thank you," Ling Lang was reminded by the feeling of thirst in his throat, he took the water glass and drank it, but still felt unbearably hot all over.
"Can I use the bathroom?"
"Don't be so restrained," Feng Hao pointed at him, "It's over there."
Ling Lang drenched his face with cold water, held his breath and recited the Heart Sutra silently twice. This was a line he memorized before while filming, and he managed to suppress the inexplicable heat in his heart.
Feng Hao's house was a bit big, every door was tightly closed, and the only door that was open was like magic, attracting Ling Lang to investigate.
He knew it was impolite to enter other people's rooms without permission, but Ling Lang couldn't help but reach out to find the switch on the wall.
The lights filled the room in an instant, Ling Lang's eyes widened in disbelief. In this room, which was obviously the master bedroom, there was a huge picture of himself hanging on the wall.
That photo was nothing else, it was the last close-up of "The Brave Immortal" before he was bound and sent to the execution ground for execution.
Ling Lang still didn't recover from the huge shock, when he heard a chuckle from behind him, "Haha, you found out."
He turned around suddenly and saw another Feng Hao.