The moment the reporters self-proclaimed Hao appeared at the scene, it was like a bloodbath. After all, this was the first man to have an affair with an actor in ten years. Just a few vague photos and a specious report made the media fry. It took half a month, and finally ended with the party's complete non-response.
However, this blockbuster news has just cooled down for more than ten days, and the two actually acted opposite each other on the same stage again.
The reporters still have three points of scruples about Ling Lang, and they dare not ask too explicit questions, but they have no taboos on Feng Hao. For a time, various privacy issues continued one after another. .
The agent gritted his teeth in the audience, but the assistant brushed Weibo calmly.
"What is the origin of this Feng Hao? Every time he says he needs to change, he will change. He has been involved in the profession for 30 years, and he is not afraid of getting caught," the agent said angrily. The background is not simple, he is an idiot, he knows that he can't afford to offend him, so he can only beg for cheap at this moment.
"Ah, here it is," the assistant found what she was looking for. "Actor Wu Guanfeng accidentally fell off his horse while filming, causing a slight fracture in his left knee. The doctor said he would need to rest in bed for a month."
"He was the one who fell off the Weiya last time, and he was the one who fell off the horse this time. Did gravity give him a hang?"
The assistant put away the phone, "Now you know that Feng Hao didn't use Ling Lang to hype?"
The manager stopped, the assistant was telling the truth and he couldn't refute it. Judging from Feng Hao's backstage, he didn't need Ling Lang's qualifications to become popular.
"Ling Lang is thirty-two years old, and he hasn't even talked about love until now, don't you think you are overdoing it?"
The agent's eyes darkened, and he didn't know what to think.
The assistant sighed, she smoothed the hair on her manager's back, and said earnestly, "My daughter will always get married when she's older, and it's time for Dad to let go."
The agent turned his head and glared, "Even if I'm a father, I want to be a father-in-law. Which side are you on?"
"On your side, on your side," the assistant reassured him, "I will definitely support you as a father-in-law with both hands and feet."
The manager felt a little more comfortable now, and it took a quarter of an hour to realize what was wrong, and said bitterly, "Sun!"
"I am honored to have the opportunity to cooperate with the senior again so soon. Please give me more advice in the future."
After the opening ceremony, Feng Hao happily told Ling Lang that the reporter's indiscriminate bombardment didn't seem to affect him at all.
Ling Lang nodded expressionlessly, showing no emotion. When he saw Feng Hao this time, he didn't have the nervous feeling he had before, but this was normal. Only others were nervous in front of him, so how could he be in awe of a junior.
As for the previous illusion, it is probably the sequelae of filming and substituting characters.
"By the way, the TV program recorded last time was broadcast. I wonder if the senior has watched it?"
Ling Lang didn't have the habit of watching such shows, but this time he rarely hesitated, "No."
Feng Hao had already prepared for this, "If the senior is interested, I will engrave it as a souvenir."
Ling Lang suddenly stopped, looking at the other party with puzzled and surprised eyes, "Why do you carve everything?"
"I'm afraid I don't think seniors are on TV every day," Feng Hao rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "I'm a newcomer, and it's rare to have my last time on TV... I'm sorry to make you laugh."
It was only then that Ling Lang realized that Feng Hao had only debuted for less than half a year. When he first debuted, he probably wished he could cut out a piece of news in the newspaper for collection. It had been too long, and he had already forgotten how he felt at that time.
Thinking of this, Ling Lang was relieved, the guard in his eyes was much lessened, just for a moment, he actually suspected the other party's motives, he kept the NG shots privately to improve his acting skills, the magic was to show his talents, and the video was just for souvenirs... Sure enough Or are you thinking too much
"If you don't like it," Feng Hao said tentatively and cautiously, "I'll erase it when I go back."
"No need," Ling Lang said coldly, after a pause, he said again, "You don't need to keep saying honorifics."
Feng Hao's expression had a brief surprise, but he soon laughed again, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."
"That video," Ling Lang hesitated again, "Lend me to watch it too."
Feng Hao nodded excitedly, "Will you wait at my house to see?"
"No, just lend me the plate," Ling Lang refused.
"Okay," Feng Hao scratched his head, "I'll take it to the studio tomorrow."
The two avoided the reporter all the way and went to the underground parking lot. When Ling Lang took out the car keys, Feng Hao asked curiously, "Where's the senior's nanny car?"
"at the door."
Feng Hao reacted immediately, "Jin Chan escaped from the shell? It's a good strategy."
"Is your car not broken today?"
Feng Hao shook his head embarrassedly, "No... Then, see you tomorrow?"
Ling Lang didn't speak, he pressed the switch of the car key, and the car not far away gave a low hum in reply.
Ling Lang walked over to his car unprepared, and suddenly someone came out from behind to cover his mouth. The frightened Ling Lang struggled and made a whimpering sound.
"Shut up!" the man behind him said viciously.
"Uuuuu," Ling Lang struggled even harder, the icy blade pressed against his neck, Ling Lang was silent for a while, his eyes were full of horror, he desperately tried to see the robber's face, but only saw the other's face Covered black cloth.
Ling Lang was forcibly dragged by the robbers to the corner of the underground parking lot. He felt the other party's hand leave his mouth. Just as he was about to call for help, a clump of cloth came in, and his mouth was sealed with tape. Live, hands and feet are quickly fixed with tape.
The robber opened the back cover of the car and threw the bundled Ling Lang into the trunk. Ling Lang began to writhe and struggle again, but the robber was tied tightly, no matter how much he struggled, it would not help.
"Be honest, baby," the robber patted his face and snapped the back of the car.
"Go!" The director was very satisfied, "Another hostage perspective."
Ling Lang's hands and feet were tied, and the robber stretched out his hand and hugged Ling Lang from the trunk, and gently placed it on the ground.
The assistant rushed over to loosen Ling Lang's tie, and the two retreated outside the arena to watch the staff put the camera in the car and continue to capture the hostage's first-person view.
"That guy changed the script privately again, but luckily the director has passed," the assistant complained, pouting.
"Is it."
"Look, this line should have been 'Be honest with me!' How could there be a baby," the assistant showed him the script that Ling Lang had already remembered.
Ling Lang didn't express any opinion, and stood quietly on the sidelines watching the man repeat it to the camera, be honest baby.
The robber took off his hijab and walked towards Ling Lang.
"Senior, I'm sorry, I offended you again today."
Ling Lang shook his head, "Just filming."
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No," Ling Lang paused, "this is work, you don't have to be so polite all the time."
Feng Hao smiled when he heard the words, "Okay, then if there is any offense, please forgive me."
The scenes in the city have been filmed for a whole month, and after the filming of the parking lot, they are about to go into the mountains.
In this season, the mountains still carry the chill of early spring. Ling Lang was wearing a thin costume and felt the cold when lying in the car.
The back cover of the car was finally opened, Ling Lang showed an uneasy expression as if he had not seen the light for a long time, Feng Hao rudely took him out and threw him to the ground, the cold and wet touch of the soil instantly made Ling Lang shiver.
Feng Hao stepped aside and called angrily, Ling Lang twisted his body on the ground, trying to find a chance to escape.
When Feng Hao came back from the phone call, he was already angry, but when he saw that Ling Lang was dishonest, he kicked him.
"Aren't you the one I want to arrest?"
Ling Lang desperately shook his head.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ling Lang was speechless, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and tore off the tape stuck to his mouth.
Ling Lang spat out the cloth in his mouth, "You didn't give me a chance to say it at all!"
"You're still stubborn," Feng Hao gave him another kick, "Don't let you say you can't compare your eyes?"
Ling Lang stared at him angrily.
"You stare again?" Feng Hao grabbed his hair and pulled him up, and slapped him in the face.
The assistant director ducked his head back, as if the two slaps were slapped on his face, he leaned into the director's ear, "I don't think there is this paragraph in the script..."
The director was excited when he saw it, and he gave him a blank look, "What do you know? This is called improvisation!"
The assistant director shivered, the director is still a ghost.
Ling Lang lowered his head, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, everyone present felt that this angry but dared not to attack emotion was very vivid, and the camera took the opportunity to give him a close-up.
Feng Hao's role this time is a robber who kidnapped the wrong hostage. He was supposed to kidnap the rich man's son, but unfortunately he was an assistant who was about the same age as his son.
The boss refused to spend money to redeem the assistant, and the assistant saw the robber's face again. The robber who had no way out decided to do it or not, and took the assistant to the mountains to solve him.
The road in the mountains was not easy to walk. Although Ling Lang's feet were untied, his hands were still tied behind his back, and he swayed while walking. Feng Hao would push him behind him from time to time, scolding him.
"Hurry up!"
While talking to Feng Hao to distract him, Ling Lang observed the terrain and waited for an opportunity to escape.
A small slope appeared in front of the right, Ling Lang gritted his teeth, jumped and rolled down the slope.
"Damn it!" Feng Hao hurriedly slid down the slope and chased after him. Ling Lang suffered a lot of bruises when he rolled down the slope, and even slapped his foot, got up and limped forward.
Feng Hao quickly caught up with Ling Lang and kicked him down from behind, "Run? Then run?"
The furious Feng Hao punched and kicked Ling Lang. In order to reduce the damage, Ling Lang could only curl up as much as possible to protect the most vulnerable abdomen.
Feng Hao was tired, he stopped, looked around, and found that this place was empty and remote, but it was a good place to kill people and discard corpses.
"It turns out that you have chosen a feng shui treasure for yourself, okay, I will fulfill you."
Feng Hao tied Ling Lang to the tree, turned back and retrieved the tool bag that had just dropped at the bottom of the slope, and took out a combination shovel from it.
The staff had already made preparations in advance, Feng Hao was just pretending, and a big hole was dug.
Feng Hao threw the shovel and walked towards Ling Lang's direction, "I've waited for a long time, baby."
The assistant bared his teeth, "Falsified the lines again!"
Assistant Director: "Will this change be a bit broken?"
The director waved his hand, "This character is originally a pervert with a split personality, so I can play it like this."
Feng Hao untied Ling Lang from the tree and dragged him to the side of the pit. He was about to throw him down, but unexpectedly Ling Lang used all his strength to squeeze Feng Hao down, and he also fell on the other side because of inertia, and the two started again. The fight in the pit.
Ling Lang, whose hands were bound, was Feng Hao's opponent. Feng Hao rolled over and pressed Ling Lang under him, pinching the opponent's neck with one hand, and the tiger's mouth became tighter and tighter.
"OK! Pass!"
Ling Lang felt that the strength to restrain his throat disappeared, he let out his breath, relaxed his limbs and fell to the ground, Feng Hao still riding on top of him. The filming of this scene has not been completed, and the two are still waiting for the staff to arrange the arrangement. The bottom of the pit is narrow, and the two can only continue to maintain this awkward posture.
Feng Hao gave way back, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, his hand gently brushed Ling Lang's private parts, and Ling Lang, who had been relaxed, suddenly tightened his muscles.
Feeling the momentary unnaturalness of the person under him, Feng Hao showed an inexplicable smile, he leaned down and whispered in his ear with a voice that only Ling Lang could hear: "Senior, you're going to show your stuff like this. "