"Finished?" Kanto took a puff of cigarette and frowned and squinted at each other. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Oh." Odie didn't know where to put his hand.

Now Kanto is getting farther and farther away from him, and everyone is now a first-line star, and he is still standing still.

Kanto looked at Ou Di indifferently, if this product found him last year, then he would definitely not be a bird, but now it's different, now he is playing variety shows, and this kid is a variety show host. Although his image is a little obscene, but with so many variety shows under his hands, there must be one suitable for him.

Sign him down, let him go back and try "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" first, if Lao Zhang doesn't want it, then keep it in his hand, and sooner or later he can use it one day.

But before that, he must first beat the other party to make him more grateful to himself.

"Damn, why do you still have the face to look for me? Do you know how much you cost me in the first place?! The investor who said it was good ran away, and then I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother everywhere, and I begged the actor to come. This is a box office of tens of millions, if you star in time and promote it more properly, you can at least 20 million more! Tell me about you, if you could play it at the beginning, now you can choose any special role! Do you know how hot that kid is for you? You'll know in a few months when "Crazy Stone" lands on Bay Island......"

scolded Ou Di so much that his head was almost buried in the crotch of his pants, and Kanto said again: "But I have always been soft-hearted, and I can't see others suffering the most, especially although you don't have a lot of brains, but you are a big filial son." As the saying goes, filial piety comes first, just rush this point, and I'll give you another chance. But there is one condition, if you want to sign it, you have to sign it for fifteen years, and you have to follow my arrangement. ”

As soon as Ou Di heard that he signed himself, his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "No problem, no problem!" In the future, everything will be decided by Brother Dong. ”

"How much do you still owe people?"

"Eight million Taiwan dollars."

"Say RMB! Don't you know that Bay Island is also a province of Huaguo?! "It's just right, but in fact, you don't know how to convert the exchange rate between the two.

"Probably less than two million yuan." Odie said in a slurch.

"After going back and signing the contract, I asked my wife to write you a check right away, and I will pay back the money first. In the past few years, I was only given 2,000 pocket money, and I will fill in the hole for a while. ”

"Brother Dong!"

"Crying wool! Take back the tears for me! If you feel that you can't go, you can do it well in the future. ”

At this moment, Lao Du's lion roared in the distance: "Are you doing kina there?!" If you don't shoot pigeons, you'll be full! ”

"Jin Jiang Hotel, No. XX Street, go to the hotel to talk to me at night." Kanto put down the next sentence, turned around and ran.

Odie looked at Kanto's back and wiped his eyes.

……

Kanto really didn't expect Lao Du to make literary films so delicately.

In his previous life, he had only heard of this film, but he had never seen it. Now it seems that this film is really good, and the kind of miss tuggs at your heart from the beginning, making you want to keep watching it and wondering when they will come together.

Two literary and artistic young people missed again and again in the restaurant, in the subway, in the bookstore, in the revolving door, in the theater, and in the sound of Gigi Leung's poetry, and you were upset if you were wrong.

In the first half of this play, the two had no rivalry at all, they all acted separately, until one day two literary and artistic young people were forced to rent by the landlord and hid in Beitou Park, which made their first meeting fulfill.

The two of them began to circle around the round fountain.

The fountain is quiet here, and only the family passes the time here.

The man was reading the newspaper, the woman was reading the magazine, and the little daughter next to her was having fun by herself.

Don't underestimate this family, this family is big.

The male protagonist is Jimmy, who is the author of this comic.

He has always had a soft spot for Takeshi Kaneshiro, believing that only Takeshi Kaneshiro can perform this somewhat melancholy literary and youthful temperament.

But Lao Du recognized Kanto, and then Lao Du showed Jimi Kanto's "Suzhou River", which was recognized by Jimi.

But even so, he still didn't feel at ease and made a cameo for a while, wanting to see how Kanto's acting skills were.

Kanto was carrying the piano case, looking preoccupied, and a beautiful "few" word was twisted out between his eyebrows.

When he looked back, he saw a tall girl on the opposite side who was also circling the pool, but it didn't seem to be very relaxed.

Seeing that the girl glanced at herself, Kanto, who was naturally shy, immediately turned his head with a dodgy look, and then sat on the edge of the pool and ate the sandwich he brought.

I can't let go of this girl who is very tall with me in my heart, so I can't help but turn my head and look at it secretly......

At this time, Lao Du said to Jimi, who had already come to the side of the monitor: "How is it?" As long as he is not allowed to play the violin, this kid is a literary and artistic youth. You must know that when he filmed Suzhou Creek back then, it was his first serious role as the leading actor. I was really blown away when I saw it. ”

"Well, that's good. is completely different from the reckless image in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this actor is indeed very malleable. Jimmy said with a light smile.

He was watching it with relish, but he didn't expect Lao Du to roar again: "Okay, stop!" You two go over there and develop a bond and let them sprinkle paper into the pond. ”

Jimmy glanced at Lao Du angrily, he felt that the director should be replaced the most.

"You acted very well, will you go to the Golden Horse Awards in a few days?" Gigi Leung asked with her head slightly down.

"Go, this time I have a film shortlisted." Kanto smiled faintly, with style.

"Which one? You're amazing, I feel like your film is shortlisted every time. Gigi Leung's expression was slightly exaggerated.

""Three Watches: Going Home", I also came blindfolded, are you going?" Kanto asked, shaking the drink in his hand.

"I'll go too, be a spectator." Gigi Leung shrunk her neck and smiled, a little girly, but slightly contrived.

Kanto has always had a good impression of this girl before, when he was still a little fresh meat, he loved to listen to Gigi Leung's "Short Hair". Later, the media made him wonder which one was true and which one was false.

Although he is a paparazzi, he is still so much that celebrities who are not very interested in him dig deeper.

But looking at it now, it shouldn't be as simple as it seems.

This girl has been infamous as a junior since she was dragging with her brother in the face.

In addition, her height is really not easy to play, so she has never been popular or purple, and she slowly faded out of the ranks.

The two chatted with each other, until Lao Du roared again, and the two were silent before going over to film again.

Kanto felt that this drama was fake at this point, who went out with so much paper, but let Lao Du make a whole deal, and it was a big deal. One person has a whole pack of A4 paper, and there is everywhere around Yang's fountain, and finally the two literary and artistic young people hooked up like this.

After the sweet beginning, the two little pot friends who wanted to play their first love met again and exchanged phone numbers, just as the audience was comfortably leaning back on the seat, guessing that there would be more scenes to start snapping, the hateful Lao Du teased the audience again.

He let a torrent of rain hit him, washing the phone numbers they exchanged into a mess, and the two young men, who had been ecstatic a moment ago, began to stare at the pieces of paper on the table......