Recapture the Entertainment Industry

The Mr. Stannis and his wife stood at the door to welcome guests all the way, apparently the host who prepared the banquet. Being able to live in Tangmanka Villa is obviously not an ordinary person. In view of the respectful and modest attitude of Tommy Lee, who is always proud, Luo Ding did not rush out to brush his sense of presence, but nodded and greeted him.

The Stniss didn't notice him at first. After Duan Xiubo greeted them and slowly walked around Luo Ding to stop, they gave Luo Ding some sight.

The tall man released his wife's hand and leaned in to give Duan Xiubo a great hug: "Good boy, is it a habit to live alone in China?"

"That's my motherland." Duan Xiubo patted his back, hugged and touched, he immediately put on Luo Ding's shoulder and then said, "I have friends around, I'm busy filming, nothing bad . "

Mrs. Stannis, who was a bit mean, moved her face: "Oh ... good boy. Is this?" She turned to look at Luo Ding.

Tommy Lee didn't seem to understand why the Duan Xiu Fair and the Stnesses were so familiar, but he quickly responded when he heard the question: "His name is Luo Ding. He is my friend. Like me, he is a actor."

"... Oh ..." Mrs. Stannis smiled, her eyes strange.

Duan Xiubo went on to say: "I am also a good brother."

"Welcome you." Her smile immediately warmed for two minutes, and her subtle eyes disappeared for a moment. "Come in, I wish you a pleasant evening."

Luo Ding also smiled, letting go of his charm a little and matching his handsome appearance made Mrs. Stannis dizzy: "I will. Thank you."

Stannis turned around and sent Luo Ding away, looking at his back for a long time.

When the host saw his wife walk away, he bumped her shoulder slightly: "What's wrong?"

"The young man was so handsome just now." The hostess' modest features were all milder with a smile of appreciation. "I thought he was Tommy's boyfriend."

"He doesn't dare." Styness's expression was a bit careless when he mentioned Tommy Lee. "It's just a child who looks unruly. Instead, Ike, he has the courage to confront his father and says to leave. I heard that I haven't been back to Switzerland in five years. I don't rely on his father's relationship at all, and now he has a successful career. "

"Tommy is not that bad."

"Of course, Tommy is much more mature than the babies in our family." After finishing his remarks, Stnessy saw his wife's expression a little upset and hurriedly changed the subject.

There were many people in the villa, and the maids in black and white skirts came to guide Luo Ding's party. Duan Xiubo always kept his head high and walked in a forward position, his pace was steady and calm. Every now and then someone recognizes him, and most people only know his identity as a movie star, and he is naturally puzzled about why he appeared at the venue. However, after seeing that the most important big-name characters in the field went to say hello to Duan Xiubo, no doubt they would not show up.

"Oh, Ike, you have grown so tall?" This is the famous venture capitalist Xia Rui, holding an old-fashioned pipe, and hugged Duan Xiubo for the moment he was scolding his followers.

"Ike, you are here!" This is Susan, the wife of Barrister Jack, who is notorious.

Together with Luo Ding, Tommy Lee slowly developed from going side by side with Duan Xiubo to being one step behind. He was indignant: "They ignored me!"

Although Tommy Lee's father was in business, although he had a wealth of capital, from the perspective of these upper-class people, I was afraid that they were not treated with such caution. In addition, there are several brothers of the Lee family. Tommy Lee is neither sharp nor backward, and most of them have no sense of existence. Later, he went to film. Most successful adults treat him completely as a child who doesn't have to be attentive to communication.

Luo Ding didn't know how to comfort him, because even he was surprised by Duan Xiubo's good popularity and popularity. Before seeing the form clearly, Luo Dingguan tightened his mouth. The purpose of Duan Xiubo's banquet today is to keep him from being silent.

"This is my good brother." In response to everyone who asked Luo Ding's origin, he embraced Luo Ding's shoulders and replied frankly.

The old gentlemen are very surprised. Although the attitude has not changed as much as the Stannis, they have paid more attention than before. The unattended attitude was broken after willingly talking, and Luo Ding, who is good at communication, naturally had his way to impress these people.

Old Xia Rui held a wine and walked around to take Duan Xiubo and walked towards the corner. It seemed that he wanted to say something privately to him, and Luo Ding voluntarily asked the other party to ask him to avoid before he offered to offer: Go out in the yard. "

Duan Xiubo grabbed his arm, stared deeply at him for a while, and looked at Lao Xia Rui, then said: "Be careful about safety, I'll come to you in a while, don't just go upstairs with anyone."

"Upstairs?" After Duan Xiubo left, Luo Ding looked up and looked around, probably the preference of Europeans and Americans. The lobby of this room was very high. Starting from the second floor, the room is built around the entire house in the shape of the house, and there is a carpeted promenade outside the door, giving you a clear view.

"What do you mean?"

Tommy Lee finally looked relaxed after Duan Xiubo left, his face smiled a little bit more, and pulled him towards the backyard: "Forgot the name of this party?"

"What?" Luo Ding recalled, suddenly surprised, "Supermodel?"

The maid opened the door for the guests who came to the door.

The backyard swimming pool is shimmering, the light is dim, and the lights and water waves complement each other. Looking at the shore, the fragrance is rich.

All are tall and enchanting beauties, carefully grooming each of their hair, thin and fit, most people's skin is white and reflective, there are also a small part of wheat or pure black. The exquisite three-dimensional features and suitable makeup make them look like a painting at night and at every move.

Luo Ding's identification of foreigners is not so precise. After looking at it for a while, he found that the few he recognized were supermodels who had passed the top international big shows.

"..." Luo Ding turned to stare at Tommy Lee, "are they ...?"

"Either you want to be a confidante, anyway, they are cannibals. Don't be too far away from me." Tommy Lee whispered to him these vague words, and then the smile on his face saw several oncoming The people who came were suddenly unreal.

"brother."

A man taller than him approached slowly.

This person's facial features are a little more Westernized than Tommy Lee, probably inheriting that one-fourth lineage more authentic, and handsome: "Little Tommy, everyone misses you. Is this ...?"

"My name is Luo Ding." Luo Ding saw that Tommy Lee didn't want to talk to the other side, so he took the initiative to introduce himself.

No occupation, no background, no more detailed personal data, self-introduction from the equal class.

The other's brows raised slightly, and the eyes of scrutiny lingered on Luo Ding, fixed on Luo Ding's face.

"Oh ..." He laughed, moved the wine glass closer to his mouth, and his vision was ambiguous at the same time. "Hello."

On the contrary, this man's yin and yang's weird attitude made Luo Ding for a moment not sure how to deal with it. Tommy Lee just found his own target at this moment, and almost drove Luo Ding to say goodbye to his brother.

As he walked hurriedly, he pulled Luo Ding's wrist and introduced angrily: "He is Dante Lee, the most annoying guy."

Hearing the name shows that he and Tommy Lee are brothers, but the atmosphere before the two is worse than the stranger in the hall who is foolish and indifferent.

the other side.

The old Xia Rui praised from the bottom of his heart: "Your little brother is really funny and the most attractive young man I have ever met." The older and younger he is with young people, the less the generation gap is not in China alone. Yes, the topics and laughs of the elderly are mostly uninterested, but the few conversations with Luo Ding just now, but the old Xia Rui showed the laughter that did not appear a few times throughout the year without any hesitation. Already.

Duan Xiubo and You Rongrong: "He is good everywhere, but bad is not enough opportunities."

"I know, I know, there are several big brand names in my name. Watches and fashion brands, I will invite him if I can." Old Xia Rui then turned, "How long have you been with you? Father contacted? "

"It didn't take long" has been almost half a year, "What's wrong?"

Old Xia Rui immediately heard that he was lying and sighed: "He had a wedding in Greece last week and everyone was present. I advised him not to be so ridiculous, but he didn't listen." After thinking about it, old Xia Rui felt that Duan Xiubo probably did not understand, and added a preface, "Your new stepmother was a stripper before."

Duan Xiubo pulled his skin a little, and he no longer knew how he should react.

In fact, after so many years, he has become accustomed to it, including the first short-term marriage with his mother that lasted only a few years. Father Duan was never an affectionate person. He probably put all his responsibility on his career and lacked the most basic attention to his wife and children. This is the number? Sixteen or fifteen? Duan Xiubo really can't count. Business women, prostitutes, women, white-collar workers, widows, tour guides, and even maids from their own homes, Duan ’s peach blossoms are too busy.

With the exception of those who have a higher education who can discern the situation, most messy women use Duan Xiubo as an imaginary enemy when they fall in love with him. It seems very certain that Duan Father loves them like life, and at that time, he will give everything to them or their bloodline. From the beginning, he was frightened by the target of changing his opponent every other period, and then later completely ignored these unknown women. Duan Xiubo spent his childhood thinking about how to escape his family. Then he applied to live in school until he turned sixteen and started to find another way to become independent. During this period, the father did not have time to look at the son from the woman's chest.

It wasn't until he really left that the old man became visible and panicked. In the past few months, there may not have been a conversation, but now it has become a call that takes place after a few weeks. Unfortunately, Duan Xiubo no longer wanted to have too many disputes with him.

He also faintly understood that his father's change was not due to emotional awareness, but simply because no wife had given him more blood for so many years. Duan mother hated this irresponsible man. Yu Shaotian didn't grow up with Duan father even changed his surname since he was a child. He will definitely not associate with him in the future, and he is already old. When he is older, he always needs The child will take care of it.

This too clear interest relationship is doped in family relationships, which really makes Duan Xiubo disgusting.

The old Xia Rui understood where Duan Xiubo's indifference to his father came from. In fact, even in the eyes of their old friends, some of Duan's fathers did too ridiculous things. How many women who are willing to ignore Duan Father ’s failed marriages or even marry him are fuel-efficient lamps? Father Duan always biased these women for no reason at all. His attitude towards Duan Xiubo's neglect really made the people who valued children, such as Lao Xiarui, confused.

Old Xia Rui said, "But this time, I heard something bad."

Duan Xiubo felt that nothing could be worse than this, and his attitude was very calm: "What?"

"Your new stepmother." Old Xiaru frowned, looking disgusted, "It seems pregnant. Believe me we all laugh at her behind her back, but at the wedding, she and your father said, she has Your father's child. "

"..." Duan Xiubo was silent for a long time, before he waited, "Oh."

"That's it?" Old Xiaru stared. "Ike, she has your father's child. Does it mean I don't need to remind you again?"

Duan Xiubo understands what he means. His ideas have never been accepted by these old people, but he always insisted on himself: "I know, I understand what you mean. Those are his, and they have nothing to do with me."

"You are his biological son!"

"He will have more."

Old Xiaru stared at him, and suddenly opened his eyes tiredly: "I see." He patted Xiu Bo's arm and said enthusiastically, "Poor boy, you deserve a better life."

Duan Xiubo often does not understand the way these people think. He is now wealthy, successful, and handsome, and physically fit. He has outperformed most of the people in this world, but as long as there is a little regret, it seems to these people that they have become a miserable worm.

He is no longer a poor worm, nor is he so great. The maid from the Stness family found him and told him that Mr. Duan had heard that he called and that Duan Xiubo didn't pick up.

The mood became extremely bad after the conversation, and he needed to find comfort.

****

Tommy Lee's character is really not very popular. People in the performing arts circles are afraid of his family background to be modest to him, but in this circle of equal status, all preferences are manifested more clearly.

His two elder brothers and a younger brother attended the party and had fun together, but ignored him.

Fortunately, Tommy Lee has his own circle. Seven or eight young people in their twenties, with the same unconstrained eyes and the same temperament, were sitting together, distinct from those orthodox youth factions.

They fight for alcohol and then secretly share their possessions with their companions, either **** or less visible cannabis.

Marijuana was not cool at all, and the young man who took it out booed for a while.

Luo Ding frowned, but found himself incompatible with their thinking.

Secondary 2.

However, his social methods have never made people see the gaps he knows. Young people like him very much because he has a broad knowledge and can always say something they don't know. And after taking down these cold knowledge, they can also use it to decorate the facade, so shortly after being seated, Luo Ding was invited to the center.

The friendship of the young man came too fast, and everyone didn't hesitate about his existence. He proudly took out the Tibetan goods to show him and sold him: "Try it, you don't know how good this taste is."

Luo Ding stared at the pool of white powder, and frowned deeply, shaking his head resolutely.

Because of his refusal, the atmosphere became much colder.

Everyone exchanged a look and shook him with a strange expression: "Elite, good boy, unlike us ..."

"Don't do this." Luo Ding saw their sensitivity and didn't want to offend people, but still wanted to persuade them to the best of his ability, "These things can't be thrown away when they are touched, and affect the body, except for the short-term happiness Besides, what else is good? "

Tommy Lee took the tin foil bag that was handed to him by the people next to him, and did not agree with Luo Ding's words at all: "What you want is short-lived happiness. Do you still want it to keep fit?"

"Tommy." Luo Ding took Tommy Lee's hand and tried to dissuade him with his eyes.

Tommy Lee frowned impatiently: "I have quit three times! Everyone is telling you the same thing. You can quit me long ago! Would you like it?"

"No, I just want to smoke." In the past, I just nodded with Tommy Lee. Now that I know more, Luo Ding suddenly realized that he and the other party are not the same kind of person.

Different ways do not work together, and we will reduce communication in the future.

"There's no smoke here." The young man who shared him with **** apparently looked down on him for such a "timid" manner and fell to the sofa with a smirk.

Luo Ding wouldn't let it go. He has seen too many entertainers who have been destroyed by drugs. Even if he is put on the head and neck by a knife holder, he will not allow himself to touch this harmful thing.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you, including Tommy Lee, the expressions have become a bit unsightly.

The young man sitting at the outer edge probably couldn't stand the stagnant atmosphere, and stood up for a moment: "Ok, don't do this, everyone calms down. Luo, don't mind, we are not always so nervous, just a little thing……"

"I understand, I understand." These young people are probably in a similar situation to Tommy Lee from an early age, neglected and not good enough. They are increasingly decadent in the voice of questioning and eyes, and are particularly sensitive to objections. Feeling frustrated at every turn.

There is no doubt that Luo Ding's rejection of heroin's response made them feel despised. But they thought it was cool, in other words, Luo Ding was too old-fashioned.

"I'll get you a cigarette." The young man saw that there was nothing wrong with the expression on Luo Ding's face, relieved, and strode toward the room.

This corner is quiet enough, very few people pass by, no police will come to inspect it, and the elders will never show up. The young man surrounded them in a clumsy, head-to-head, looking for the fluttering feeling under the jump of the tiny flame of a lighter.

Luo Ding was a bit messy. After receiving the cigarette that the young man handed him, feeling that he couldn't sit down anymore, he proposed to go alone to get some air.

The enchanting models saw him order, smiled and asked his name. Luo Ding wandered around with them with ease, and received a few business cards with perfume notes and telephones. Before he was near the main house, he came across Duan Xiubo who came out to find him.

Although Duan Xiubo was smiling, his spirit was really not uplifted when he first entered the venue. Luo Ding noticed it.

"what happened to you?"

Duan Xiubo grabbed his arm and led him to a secluded corner with a low voice: "Come with me."

Turning over the fountain, there was a small forest in the villa. The two turned away from the thickets. Hearing the sound of mixed men and women humming in the bushes, they looked helplessly and went deeper.

Duan Xiubo said as he walked, "My father is getting married again."

"Your father?" They spoke Chinese. Duan Xiubo's official name without emotion made Luo Ding feel subtle wrong. "Are you unhappy?"

"He remarried too many times, I thought I wouldn't care." Duan Xiubo stopped, leaning against a large tree and standing tall, looking up at the stars in the sky through the dense shade A little bit of bright light, the familiar breath and taste beside him suddenly made him have the urge to talk.

"Do you know how many times this is? I can't count it, at least fifteen times, right? He married his wife at least fifteen times."

"..." Luo Ding didn't know how to answer, and probably inferred from this message, "Your father is not Chinese?"

"He's Chinese, but he didn't grow up in China." Duan Xiubo took Luo Ding's shoulders and asked him to get closer. The two sat down next to each other. "I was born in Switzerland and started studying with a nanny in the United States since the age of seven. He can only meet him every Christmas, he doesn't care much about me. "

Luo Ding patted his back: "You're better than me."

Duan Xiubo sighed: "So I admire you so young, I am alone in the entertainment industry to fight by myself. The first movie I debuted was the old uncle Xia Rui who looked a little bit fierce to help me After talking about it, I am very grateful to them now. Compared to my father, these uncles give me more care. "

"I thought I was accustomed to marrying him. Every year when I return to Switzerland on Christmas, the women around him are always different. Some break up only during love, some get married and divorce soon, These women made me call their mothers, and I didn't agree. A few would secretly retaliate against my disrespect for them, such as beating me or something. I told him that he never takes it seriously, and when he questioned the other person in person, As long as a coquettisher threw me behind my head. "Duan Xiubo put his head against Luo Ding, complained murmuring, apparently still aggrieved," I knew he was unreliable since then. "

Luo Ding patted him, this poor child. In his childhood, he saw so many face-to-face conversations, and his fragile heart must have been hit hard.

There are crickets in the woods, quiet and long.

Duan Xiubo complained enough, finally recovered his spirit, pulled Luo Ding to stand, he smiled a bit embarrassed: "Sorry to let you listen to these things."

After being familiar with it, Luo Ding found that Duan Xiubo was a lot of people. His calmness is like a natural mask. Like Luo Ding himself, he can take it out whenever he needs it. However, privately, men still have small details of people of his age. They are fragile, proud, and angry when they are unhappy, and the closer they are, the more easily they are affected by his anger.

It's so similar, Luo Ding just felt that he saw another former self.

Luo Ding, who still has the love and care of his parents in his long memory, suddenly felt like he was happier than Duan Xiubo. He patted Duan Xiubo's arm and comforted softly: "This is not garbage, I like to listen These ones."

Under the starlight, the young man's eyes were large and godlike, and he stared at himself with pity, soft and incredible.

This is pure. Duan Xiubo's heart was hit. After a moment, his heartbeat changed from gentle to rapid, and it sounded like a drum.

The long look made the atmosphere gradually start to become subtle. Duan Xiubo's voice was dry, and he slowly reached out and touched Luo Ding's face. His long fingers slid across the corner of the other person's eyes: "You ..."

Luo Ding began to feel inexplicably nervous, and the other party left his fingertips sliding over his skin, leaving traces of crispy and rough, it was almost enjoyable to close his eyes, but the next second he suddenly responded and quickly resisted Duan Xiu Bo Yue pressed the shoulders lower.

Duan Xiubo's forehead was against him, his nose touched, his eyes tangled.

"Is there smoke?" He said. He desperately needed some channels to vent his mood.

Luo Ding pushed him away, stood still, and took out the cigarette case from his pocket a few seconds later and handed it over: "I don't have a lighter."

"I do." Duan Xiubo opened the brand new box by taking advantage of the night, took out a cigarette and held it on his mouth. With a bang of the lighter, in the light of Luo Ding, the man's profound features reflected the flames annihilating and jumping.

Obviously Duan Xiubo was extremely depressed, and took a sigh of relief through the flames that had not been removed.

Tobacco made a slight snoring sound.

The next second, Duan Xiubo's eyes widened narrowly, and he coughed violently, holding a lighted cigarette between his fingers, breathing out of breath while arching his waist.

Luo Ding was startled, and the embarrassment of the just was wiped out, and he hurried up to help him: "What happened to you !?"

Duan Xiubo breathed hard according to his chest. After a long time, he suddenly trembled, and then became strangely surprised: "What is this?"

"Smoke!" Luo Ding took off the lit cigarette from his hand, anxiously: "Are you all right?"

"I smoke too quickly." Duan Xiubo leaned on his shoulder, slowly restored to the appearance of standing against the big tree, closed his eyes calmly, "This smoke is so special."

Luo Ding blinked, completely baffled, looking at the cigarette case, isn't this just ordinary high-end cigarettes?

With a little solution in mind, he sniffed half of the cigarette and took a sip slowly.

The taste of nicotine was mixed with an indescribable, rough scent to the brain at an unprecedented speed, and the heart was huddled together, and his entire human nerve collapsed in a line.

Luo Ding felt the feeling that Duan Xiubo couldn't breathe by pressing his chest. He was pulled away from his limbs, his foot was soft, and he leaned against the tree next to Duan Xiubo. Trying to resist that aggressive aggression from the spirit.

The tight nerves relax without warning.

It seemed that in an instant, all the oppression had receded.

Like the ebb tide coast, the sudden emptiness only half came, and someone stepped on the cloud with his hand.

The front was brightly colored. Eyes closed. In sight-windmills, ferris wheels, bursting fireworks, bright galaxies, mountains and rivers, pouring rain. Early rainbow after the rain ...

Wonderful, weird, irresistible all temptations.

Luo Ding shook his fingertips and threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out.

"Fuck." He yelled at his mother, "It's up to those little cubs."

Suddenly there was a gloom in his eyes, and in the narrow gap between his eyes, Duan Xiubo lowered his head and pressed him, with open arms locked him between the chest and the trunk in an almost overbearing posture.

Luo Ding's reason still exists, but his mind is erratic. The illusion and reality in front of him alternately intersperse, making him almost impossible to tell what year it is.

"Duan Brother ..." It was his own voice, and it seemed to be separated by a curtain of water, as if it came from the sky. He didn't know what to say next, he forgot.

He stared at Duan Xiubo's eyes, and Duan Xiubo also stared at him.

Head is getting closer.

"Duan Brother ..." he whispered, and the release arm climbed up to the opponent's shoulder, holding it, wondering whether to push it away or pull it closer.

Marijuana's strong material response invaded his internal organs, shame, morality, social integrity, like the foam of the sunrise, one after another on the sea, bursting and disappearing.

Duan Xiubo approached a little, his arm shortened, and finally moved to Luo Ding's ear.

"Duan Brother ..." This soft shout hit directly into the soul. He touched the tip of his nose, felt his breathing, and went further.

"I am here……"

After all, the lips stuck together in the most developmental gesture.

Breathing became hot, and both sides closed their eyes in harmony.

The rapid disappearance of self-control, including Luo Ding, made them abandon the struggle of reason and instinct.

Almost as soon as the lips touched, the two flexible tongues were entangled together like a spirit snake out of a hole.

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