acting peak

Although Han Guibai felt that a minor injury would not leave the line of fire, but he was the only one who thought so.Anyway, after Zhong Wei made a few phone calls, his itinerary was readjusted, from going back to China immediately after the publicity, to staying in Venice for a few more days.

"Director Qi said that most of the samples for the first part of the film are about to be cut, and he asked someone to look at the effect. If there is any adjustment to the script later, he will notify you in advance." Zhong Wei flipped through the electronic notepad, "Also, the magazine office I've contacted them, and Vogue's Bridge of Sighs and Marriage Prophecy Room have been changed to tonight's location selection, and Vanity Fair is still St. Mark's Basilica and the Golden Palace... nothing else is a big problem."

Before the vacation, Han Guibai basically did not shoot commercials, and occasionally took photos and interviews, only catching up with important announcements or attending international events.Back from the holidays, the schedule is even looser, with only rigid publicity requirements.Apart from the reason why he has already become famous, this is the great autonomy and flexibility given by the brokerage company.

"Old Qi, it's easy to say," Han Guibai leaned on the edge of the bed, "Does the company have any explanation?"

Zhong Wei knew what he was asking. "It is said that the young master didn't have any special reaction after hearing it."

"That's good," Han Guibai nodded, and turned to ask other aspects: "Did someone send a new notebook recently?"

Upon hearing the script, Zhong Wei immediately sighed.Han Guibai's vision in film selection has never been predictable; of course, he is a guest at major film festivals and a perennial winner, but if the book has something special, it is possible to accept small-budget short films and independent films, and it is completely unreasonable. Care about pay.In this way, there has never been a shortage of scripts given to him.

"It's worth at least one hundred and eighty." She took out a large stack of materials from her briefcase, "In the order of receipt, I'll type them out for you first."

"Well," Han Guibai raised his hand to take it, looking very happy, "just to see... If we don't decide sooner, all the good roles will be picked out! It's a blessing in disguise!"

If there is no last sentence, Zhong Wei can still agree.Han Guibai is a pure star who will die if he doesn't act, but every time he sees a new script, the joy is genuine.However, what a blessing in disguise...

"Don't think you can excuse your knees just by saying that," Zhong Wei pouted his lips and looked at Han Guibai's legs - they are now neatly placed side by side on the bed, with two hot water bottles pressed against the bruises - —"The reality is that you did a stupid thing with extremely low cost performance."

These words were a bit sharp, Han Guibai couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Wei Wei, I feel that if you work harder, you might be able to replace Feng Cheng!"

"Go!" Zhong Wei scolded him angrily. "You watch first, I'll go out and bring you food at noon. Don't move around, you have to work at night!"

It was rare for Han Guibai to agree honestly.When Zhong Wei left, he roughly flipped through the script in his hand, finally resisted the temptation, and chose to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table first.

beep-

"Dabai." After three precise beeps, Chu Xiu's voice came out of the microphone.

"Well, it's me." Han Guibai lazily leaned against the edge of the bed, "Busy?"

Chu Xiu seemed to be smiling. "It's not like you don't know, every day is the same."

Han Guibai also laughed, deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of the other party: "That's right! No matter when I call you, I always answer three times - your obsessive-compulsive disorder should be cured!"

Chu Xiu did not respond to this request. "No one around? What's up today?"

"I said, how do you know if there is anyone next to me?" Han Guibai expressed his incomprehension, "It was the same last time, and it is also the same this time, and I have never guessed wrong!"

Chu Xiu thought for three seconds, and then seriously gave the answer: "Maybe it's because of a clear understanding?"

"I don't think there is a mutual understanding, but you think I have made too few headlines recently!" Han Guibai complained rudely. "Believe it or not, I put the recording of the call on the Internet?"

Chu Xiu was completely unmoved. "That's good too." He said firmly, sounding more like "I don't believe you would do that".

Han Guibai understood this subtext very well, so he couldn't help curling his lips. "Ah Xiu, to be honest, have you been stimulated recently? Why is the lower limit getting lower and lower?"

"Close to vermilion is red, and close to ink is black." Chu Xiu answered lightly.

"Screw me—" Han Guibai let out a very long breath, feeling that his knees had been shot into a sieve. "Okay, you're ruthless!" He snorted, and his tone returned to normal immediately: "Actually, there's nothing wrong... But, the boss is wise and mighty, let me take a few more days off, how can I not be grateful?"

Chu Xiu obviously hasn't broken through the lower limit of making promises with his body. "You don't really think I don't know?"

"Of course not," Han Guibai replied very quickly, "So you see, am I here to apologize honestly?"

Chu Xiu was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, it turned into another topic: "Didn't I invite you to drink tea last time?"

"Why?" This kind of beginning usually means that the situation has changed, Han Guibai was very surprised. "Isn't it going to be canceled? Don't mind me, I really want to drink!"

Chu Xiu gave a soft snort, probably amused by the eagerness in his tone. "It's not what you think." He paused, "Now the old man wants to invite you to drink tea."

As soon as these words came out, both sides fell into silence.

After about half a minute, Han Guibai found his own voice with great difficulty: "Your sentence pattern, why do I hear something bad? Let me state in advance, I am not prejudiced against the old man-in fact, the old man is very good ——But..." You can go to the Three Treasures Palace if you have nothing to do, right?

Chu Xiu understood Han Guibai's unfinished intentions very well.

Since he took over Chu's business, Chu Hongjian has lived a life of seclusion, rarely going out to do anything.Occasionally speaking, it is more like raising flowers and amusing birds.People who are not sociable in the first place suddenly want to entertain someone... Those who are invited are flattered, if not uneasy.

Han Guibai's reaction seemed to be both.

Chu Xiu's heart sank slightly. "Just to tell you first, don't worry." He said slowly, with the same tone as usual, "The time will be set after you return to China."

When Han Guibai heard "Old Man", he didn't think that this matter could be changed.Now that Chu Xiu said that the time is to be determined, it was just a ticking time bomb.

But this does not mean that Chu Hongjian is the master who personally blocked the killing Buddha.In fact, Chu Hongjian is just like what Han Guibai said before, he is very good.Although he is over sixty years old, he looks like a man in his early forties who is well-educated and self-cultivated.Even more rarely, he also has a lighthearted sense of humor that is not usually found in people his age.

The term Confucian businessman seems to have been tailor-made for Chu Hongjian.However, with his worth, no matter how harmless a smile is, there will be no less than a hundred meanings, not to mention offering tea to someone he has only met once, which is completely different from his usual style.

Even Han Guibai, who had already reached the pinnacle of acting skills, couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Chu Hongjian's gourd.Just by looking at Chu Xiu, he could deduce Chu Hongjian's hidden skills, so he simply stopped thinking about it and asked directly, "What about people? No change?"

"Yes." Chu Xiu affirmed, "The old man is the host, you and Xianmo are the guests, and I will accompany you."

"This lineup is really scary," Han Guibai said while shaking his head, "Who has such a big face to ask you to accompany me! Anyway, I don't have one!"

Chu Xiu smiled lightly again, but remained silent. "Xianmo is also in Venice?"

"Yes, I will tell him." Han Guibai immediately understood what Chu Xiu meant.

"That's fine." Chu Xiu replied.

The two talked a few more words and hung up the phone.Almost at the same time, Han Guibai leaned back and pressed his temples with his hands.What exactly did he do to alarm the "Party Central Committee"?

It probably meant that Cao Cao and Cao Cao were coming, Shen Jianmo knocked on the door of Han Guibai's room.Seeing the man lying on the bed with a listless look on his face, he was a little worried: "Why, uncomfortable?"

Han Guibai didn't even need to open his eyes to know who was coming, and he replied lazily: "No, I'm just sleepy." He opened his eyes a little, looked Shen Xianmo up and down: "Speaking of which, how did you come in? ?”

Shen Xianmo shook the room card in his hand, pulled the chair beside him and sat down. "Wei Wei just gave it to me."

... As his assistant, he had all kinds of doubts before, but now he sells the master very happily!

Han Guibai couldn't help but slander.After it was over, he continued to ask: "The photo was taken at night, what are you doing here now?"

"I'll change your medicine." Shen Xianmo said with a sincere tone and an upright expression. "I heard that the elements of taking pictures at night are water, bridges, and light. If the wound is infected by water, it will not be good."

Han Guibai also knew this.Filming in Venice, if you don’t get wet or something, it’s a shame for the name of the city of water. "How do you know that the director is going to slap me?" He joked, "Maybe it's you! And I have to say," he draws again, "If I knew today, why bother last night! It's like a weasel Happy New Year to the chicken!"

Shen Xianmo has already opened the medicine box and is removing the hot water bottle.Hearing Han Guibai's teasing - if you hadn't moved too much, your skin wouldn't have been scratched - he didn't affirm or deny, his hands also didn't stop, but his ears turned slightly red.

Han Guibai noticed this keenly and thought about it again.After thinking about it again, he picked up his phone and quickly took two photos.

Although there was no flash or sound, Shen Xianmo noticed the movement. "You..." He raised his head and looked at Han Guibai questioningly.What's so good about this?

"Why, don't you let me go?" Han Guibai looked at him from the phone screen, his peach blossom eyes were flowing.

Shen Xianmo shook his head decisively.He now vaguely has some ideas, and the development of that idea is very welcome.He lowered his head again, concentrating on the poultice and the bruise.

So, in the evening in China, a piece of gossip news with an extremely explosive effect was ushered in the film and television complex——

"Han Guibai v: It is said that I did something that was extremely cost-effective?"

There are two accompanying pictures, the main body is the knee with extremely obvious bruises, and the background is also mosaic.The difference is that one of the bruises has a cotton swab being applied, and looking up, it is a beautifully shaped hand with slender knuckles.