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Chapter 153 Friends Gather

"Bang bang, bang bang!"

Once again, they accompanied Zhao Wei. After drinking all the two of them, they hung their windbreaker on the hanger in the corner. Gan Tao, whose white shirt cuffs were rolled to his arms, quickly waved his hands to signal the two to slow down. If they drink like this all afternoon, they will have to lie down and go out later!

"You big man can't drink so badly, right?" Zhao Wei imitated him, rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, picked up the glass that had just been filled with it and was about to touch him.

His eyebrows raised, he ignored her request to clink glasses, threw a broad bean into his mouth, and the old god said, "I'm afraid that paparazzi will take you two to lie down!"

"Tsk, am I afraid of paparazzi?"

When he heard him mention paparazzi, Zhao Wei was dissatisfied, but she still put down her wine glass honestly. She had been in trouble in the Bosnia and Herzegovina tide two years ago. She was really a little sour and Gan Tao had a crow-mouthed mouth. If there were paparazzi waiting outside the hotel, her ugly appearance after drinking would be full of curses.

Zhao Wei took a sip of the white wine and raised his glass frequently at Xiaobantian, but his expression was still relaxed and dull. He said with a clear speech: "I haven't been able to do my best today. I will take you to a quiet place in two days!"

“Where?”

He doesn't care whether he drinks or not. He is curious about where these old celebrities often go in and out. He is considered half an otaku, so he is quite curious about this!

"The princess and Li Yapeng have an angel fund, and we will go together tonight!"

After looking at Zhou Xun, who had been smiling all the time since he went to the table, was instantly embarrassed. He whispered, "Little Swallow only has such a little alcohol tolerance", and shook his head and replied, "I'm not interested!"

If you don’t have funds, you just try to reach out to others’ pockets, but he has no interest in participating at all!

What's more, he and Mr. Zhou are old friends who have known each other for many years, so how could they support her rival and scumbags!

Taking the lead in changing the topic, the three of them divided half a kilo of white wine. When assistant Zhao Wei opened the box door and looked around, he asked the two to end the gathering at the right time.

"Stop paying it, my assistant should have been settled!" Zhao Wei reminded him when he saw him pick up the windbreaker on the corner hanger and tinker with it.

"Oh, I've agreed, I'll invite it!"

"Okay, it's all the same!"

The three of them pretended to walk out of the box. Zhou and Zhao's assistant had already been waiting. Then they heard Zhao complaining about his assistant with a smile, which made her lose favors. After he asked curiously, he realized that Zhou Xun's assistant had settled the bill in front of Zhao Wei's assistant.

At the entrance of the hotel, he waved his hand to see off the two ladies. He realized that he had drunk alcohol and could not drive. He had to scratch his head and return to the hotel to pay a tip and asked the hotel waiter to drive him home.

In March and April of 2007, he spent slowly while auditioning and staying at home reading scripts. It was not that he had a single friend, but that others did not exile himself as he wanted, or that he did not face scripts and roles with such high requirements.

The cell phone that was thrown on the bed ended twice, and he sat in front of the computer for a day. Shi Shiran stood up and walked to the side and clicked the message, "Where?"

"What's the matter?"

He was the most annoying to send messages back and forth with others. When he saw that he was an acquaintance, Xu Zheng, he called him directly.

"Have I watched that movie? Are you envious?"

He sneered and laughed, "I didn't see it, and I didn't envy it!"

In the second half of last year, Liu Yiwei, who has various titles such as producer, host, actor, director, etc., asked Xu Guangtou to shoot a love movie called "Love Call Transfer".

This film tells the story of a man, ten women, and mobile phones. The ten female characters in the film and television industry are all actresses named above the top. They show off this guy so much that they urge him to go to the cinema every day to see what it means to be charming!

He really didn't watch this video in the theater, but he had the image of "Love Call Transfer" in his mind. When he recalled the entire video, he summed up one sentence - a bad movie tragedy!

The phone was thrown back to the bed, and Shi Shiran sat back in front of the computer. As for the proud bald head of Xu, he was too lazy to pay attention to it now.

"Woo, woo."

After sitting for less than two minutes, the phone rang again, so he simply picked up his phone and walked towards the computer, "Haruko, what's your business?"

"BBK Group wants to use your advertising creativity to shoot a mobile phone advertisement for the Korean market!"

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Aren't you original? Don't they get your authorization before shooting!"

"Turn it down, they won't be able to take pictures without authorization." He curled his lips and asked, "Where are you now?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"Bring some supper, it's going to be dark soon!"

"I will call Xiao Yang to send it to you, and I will board the plane right away."

“Check on the plane? Where to go?”

"Cannes Film Festival!"

"Oh, I remember it, it's the new Cannes Film Festival again, I wish you good luck!"

He hung up his phone and was awakened by Zhou Qing to the Cannes Film Festival, awakening the lively scenes of his three major film festivals in the past few years. He was a little sad. After "Tiangou", he had not encountered art films for two or three years and had not attended the award ceremony of the three major film festivals. Now he misses the trembling feeling that art films once brought him.

"The cell phone you called..."

After making two calls in a row, Zhou Qing's mobile phone was turned off, and it was obviously already boarded the passenger plane. He had to press and ask Zhou Qing, "Have you received a picture book recently?"

The doorbell sounded at the entrance of the living room, and he had to pull his mouth and put down his cell phone.

"Huh, why are you?"

"Who else is here?"

He glanced at Tong Yaya who was smiling outside the door, and he stepped aside and explained: "I thought it was Xiao Yang who brought the meal!"

"I'll make it for you. Eating fast food often can make you feel angry!"

He shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "I've been burning my desire for a long time!"

Standing at the door, looking at Yaya who was walking towards the kitchen, he didn't say anything he refused to cook. It was not that he was considering the girl's thin skin and couldn't speak, but that his stomach was unwilling to agree!

On the dining table, he faced Tong Yaya, who had a stunning facial features. He lost the one hesitant when facing Gao Yuanyuan. He hesitated for a while, "Don't repeat the same mistakes", and finally hesitated for "I'm leaving it alone." His thoughts finally turned into motivation for eating, and he had a more meaning of leaving the will of fate.

"Dong, dun!" Two powerful sounds of impacting the living room door sounded.

"I didn't even press the doorbell. It seemed that Xiao Yang was walking with a bag in his hands!" He looked up and smiled at Tong Yaya.

"I'll go and open it!" Tong Yaya, who put down the chopsticks and stood up instantly, stood up with her twisted body again by lifting her fingers of orchids, and then trotted to the living room.

"Yaya, what did you come from!"

"One hour ago!" The two people who were facing each other in the entrance to the living room were his assistant and the other concerned about him. Therefore, meeting was no longer difficult, and it was normal to get familiar with each other.

He brought the living room door again, and there was an extra person in the room, which relieved his entanglement a lot. Even the very ordinary seaweed soup felt extremely delicious.

"Dong, dun."

The fast food was spread out. The two of them who had just fallen to the table looked at each other. After seeing the doubts in their eyes, they turned their eyes to Gan Tao, who raised their heads, and their eyes were also full of doubts.

"You don't know if you open the door and see it. Don't be Xu bald man trying to force me to watch the porn starring him... Love movie!" he wondered.

"Are you Lao Gan's assistant?"

"Yuan Hong?" Xiao Yang frowned and asked the man with a buzz cut outside the door.

"Hey, I even know you. You must be someone in the circle. You can't escape. Lao Gan, come out to pick up customers!"

Hearing the sound of "Yuan Hong", Gan Tao, who was dragging the cotton to the living room, took a closer look. Seeing that it was really Yuan Hong standing next to the door, he couldn't help but smile and shouted, "Oh, my god, what a damn rare guest, how did you find this?"

"Although we are not from the capital, we have acquaintances in the capital." Yuan Hong pulled out a familiar person who was also his from the door, Liu Sishi, while tapping on the leather shoes on her feet.

He thought that Old Yuan must have taken Meng Buli, and when he pulled Hu Ke from Jiao Buli Meng out, he saw that Liu Sishi, who looked pretty, had a ponytail and was wearing a red and white casual sportswear, he swallowed for no reason and said in his heart: "What's going on!"

As for Yuan Hong's yelling, "Don't worry, there is still!" He didn't need to watch at all, there were no two except Hu Ke.

"There are guests at home?" Hu Ke, who was carrying food in both hands, asked Tong Yaya, who stood up in the dining room and looked at the living room through the decorations in the entrance hall.

"Yes, uh, no!" He stuttered. Whether Tong Yaya was considered a guest or not, he couldn't figure it out.

"What kind of guests are not? Let's have a meal together anyway!"
Chapter completed!
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