Jinran's hand shook and almost threw the cup in front of him on Jiang Chuan's face.

At this moment, when everyone was focusing on the slides ahead, no one noticed that there were fierce sparks bursting between the three male protagonists. The young black-haired man sandwiched in the middle stepped on the man sitting on his left under the table. Hearing the other party let out a low muffled groan, he raised a stiff smile on his face and said to the red-haired boy sitting on his right hand in a tight voice: "Don't listen to him nonsense, you foreigners just like to make such jokes hahahahahahaha--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sid sigh, and then he supported one hand on the side of his cheek, and his upper body lazily fell on the table - at this time, Peter played a video not far from them, and the light in the video shone brightly and darkly on Sid's face. He could only see the amber eyes flashing with disturbing light...

"Who said I've never seen it?"

The boy showed a smiley expression and said slowly—

"What's so great about seeing him without clothes? I've also seen him wearing only a layer of fur... Ah, you probably can't imagine it. Maybe because Ran's skin is too smooth, the fur looks like it will slide off him at any time. At this time, he will hold his arms tightly and stare with his eyes carefully huddled in a corner, as if saying..." Hide paused, turned his head to look at Jinran and smiled, "Come and eat me."

Jingran: “………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

This Sid is absolutely toxic.

At this time, a cold wind blew behind him. Jinran didn't dare to turn around to see what Jiang Chuan was sitting behind him, nor did he want to imagine how the producer of "Transformers" would be ecstatic when he knew that he was about to get an investment of 250 million euros for no reason. He just felt that the foot that was still under his feet the other second he had been trampled away from his feet, and the foot fell back on the thick carpet in the conference hall. The young black-haired man frowned slightly, calmed down and said, "Sid, don't talk nonsense..."

"I'm not talking nonsense," Sid blinked, leaning closer and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "and I prefer the nickname you call me."

"Nickname?" Jinran was slightly stunned.

"Yeah," Sid snorted from his nose, "'Blake' or something."

“…”

Even though Jinran didn't have time to study hard in college, he knew the wonderful identity of "Black=black=black".

So and this way.

So after Jiang Chuan calmly announced his identity, Jinran's former cohabiter, former "wife", former comrades-in-arms, and former old enemies or friends also calmly announced his existence as a human being in the tone of "Today's smoked fish sandwich". After he announced, Jinran didn't even have time to react to what expression he should have to deal with this sudden huge amount of information... At this time, the red-haired boy raised his hand, seemed to find it very interesting, and quickly touched the dull and stiff face of the black-haired young man in front of him, laughed out loud, and whispered: "That's the reaction? It's really disappointing. I thought you were looking forward to hearing this answer--"

There was no sense of "disappointment" in the tone of speaking. On the contrary, there was a disturbing excitement coming to my face.

Jingran is still frozen in place, his mind full of barrage, "Sid is really Little Hei, really Little Hei, really Little Hei, really Little Hei, really Little Hei, really Little Hei". The barrage of "Sid is really Little Hei" is floating by continuously, and when his brain temporarily lost his ability to think, he could only listen to Sid numbly in English and chanting in English as if he opened up his conversation: "Actually, I didn't mean to tell you on purpose. I wanted to come to you after I woke up because I think the hints I gave you are already enough. If you are not too stupid,

I should understand what I mean, otherwise you wouldn't be long before... I didn't know how happy I was when I saw this news, but you know, it's not easy to come here to develop. I tried hard to learn Chinese before and then changed to the economic company's agreement to develop there... But when I stood in front of you, I suddenly didn't want to tell you again, because you have been testing me tirelessly before, and that careful appearance is as cute as it used to be..."

As Sid said, he reached out his hand and suddenly grabbed his cautious hand in the palm of his hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not look so cool and cool in the other person at all. He looked pure and kind, like a little brother next door: "I am so happy now that I can finally act together, I am so happy. Do you know, I want to call you 'little guy' in the script, which is so exciting!"

“…”

"Oh by the way," the boy's amber eyes flashed with excitement, "Do you still remember what promised you in the end?"

"……What?"

"Pregnancy or something," Sid smiled and showed his tiger teeth. "I'm looking forward to what our baby looks like."

This guy is really crazy.

Jinran's hair was standing up and singing the national anthem. He didn't even have time to retreat. A big hand came out of his shoulders and slapped the claws that were holding his hands tightly.

"Although I don't know what you are saying, I remember no one approves you to do this." The man's voice still sounded cold and arrogant. "Should children nowadays return to learn politeness? Haven't the kindergarten teachers taught you?"

Sid's lips were raised.

He let go of his cautious hand and his tone slightly lowered: "Can't I touch you?"

Be cautious: "..."

Sid: "I'm the one who died once for you."

Be cautious: "..."

The young black-haired man moved his lips. Before he could speak, he suddenly felt that his whole person and the chair were suddenly dragged back by a huge force. When the sound of the rollers rolling under the chair sounded, he subconsciously turned around and saw a pair of big hands grabbing his backrest... The next second, he was moved directly from the middle of Jiang Chuan and Xide to the other side of Jiang Chuan. While his chair stopped, the man who made the position change had already slid his chair to fill the gap he left behind, blocking between him and Xide like a mountain.

"Oh, Reins, it seems that it's not right for you to do this," Sid's protesting voice rang, "You insisted that Ran and I were with you-"

"If you sleepwalking, don't take it out and laugh at you."

Jiang Chuan replied expressionlessly, looking very reasonable - Well, in fact, he is indeed very reasonable, at least before he knew the truth... Jinran silently pretended that he had not heard the "pa" slap in the face in the air. At the same time, Sid, who was sitting on the other side of them, widened his eyes slightly when he heard this, seemed to think the man in front of him was very unreasonable: "Why is it sleepwalking? If you don't believe me, ask Jinran, Ran, you say--"

"Don't ask me, I have a headache."

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He couldn't stand the attack of Sid and Jiang Chuan like this. What's more, Jiang Chuan's face was so ugly that it could be wrinkled out of water. If he really told the truth, it would be hard to guarantee that Jiang Chuan would not pick him and Sid up and stuff him back into the hamster cage and throw it down from the top of the tallest building in Berlin.

As for how two adults stuffed them into hamster cages, it was very simple, just chop them into meat paste.

This is probably just a normal daily routine for the mafia men.

Jinran was distracted and tried not to pay attention to the horror atmosphere surrounding him at this moment. Until a ball of paper was hit on his forehead, he suddenly came to his senses. He looked up and found that it was the agent sitting opposite him and winking at him. He was stunned and looked around subconsciously. Only then did he realize that the entire conference hall was terriblely quiet at this moment. Everyone was looking at him. Jinran seemed a little confused and blinked: "What?"

"Peter asked you what you think about the styling setting." Jiang Chuan lowered his voice and asked in a voice that didn't sound too satisfied, "What kind of god are you walking on?"

"No objection," Jinran directly ignored the question behind him, "If possible, I hope I can not wear those colorful stockings."

"Hope rejected." Before Peter could speak, Jiang Chuan interrupted in advance, "It is said that it is the iconic dress of the times, and it can mark the protagonist's identity and personality--"

"A pair of stockings cannot show so many things, and which audience will care about this detail-"

The expression on Jiang Chuan's face was completely annoying: I know what you want to say, but I don't care.

I think he is definitely taking revenge.

"This movie is not a popcorn movie, it is what we want to stand the texts everywhere."

Peter sat down, and at this time he moved the projector remote control in his hand. At this time, the picture on the big screen not far away changed - a long poem appeared on the screen. He raised his head and glanced quickly, and recognized the portrait of the author in the blank space. The British poet Byron, the poem on the screen is the full text of one of his poems, "The Career of Pirates".

I don't know what Peter shows them what to do.

"Because the movie is scheduled for next summer vacation, this is too far away for me. Whenever I think of this, I feel I can't be motivated. I need more people's attention to it to make this movie well. I want the movie to be popular without even a promotional video." Peter threw away the remote control in his hand, revealing a 2-year-old expression. "So this time, for the promotion of the movie, I decided to start this summer vacation this afternoon, in the form of a theme song - I want to brainwash movie fans around the world until my movie is released. Their first reaction was: I finally waited for this movie."

Be cautious: "Oh."

Everyone: "Oh."

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Peter: "Adapted "Pirate Career" into two parts, plus the arrangement, but I have heard the song you sing, and the sound is good, if it is good—"

Jinran was slightly stunned: "I'll do it?.........I can't..."

Sid: "What are you afraid of? I'm here."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at Sid, then turned his head to look at director Peter: "Where is the English part?"

Sid raised his chin: "Of course it's me."

Jiang Chuan put his hands on the table: "I don't agree."

Peter: "I object to the rejection. I look forward to my cooperation. If possible, please give me a serious music award in the form of the theme song of the movie."
Chapter completed!