Slag Gong is a full-time poacher [Entertainment]

The tiny snowflakes were mixed in the icy rain, covering the sky and covering the top of the head, washing away the last trace of blood on the long sword.

The man in white stood upright in the rain, with a lock of sideburns sticking to his side face, outlining a perfect outline.He ignored the many corpses lying at his feet, looked at the charming woman in the corridor, and said with a sad expression, "Would you like to come with me?"

The sound of weeping blood, every word punishes the heart.

The woman in the hallway, eyes full of guilt and sadness, kissed at the corner of her mouth, "Okay..."

As soon as Wen Yun said it, he knew that something was wrong, and his lines were misled by this person again.She should have said "you, let's go..." Fuck, every time she sees this look, she can't help but want to elope with him.

Sure enough, I heard a "Cut!", followed by the director's roar.

Wen Yun blinked at the man in the rain, implying that you have worked hard, we need another one.

Jun Le stood in the rain, his hands and feet were frozen stiff, and the temper he should have was quenched by the winter rain and snow.Who taught that the other party was the designated number one female? Since he wanted the role of the infatuated number two male, he had to make the other party pleasing to his eyes.

At the end of the audition, Jun Le's tongue was trembling.

Jun Le looked at the manager Zhang Qiao who had been whispering in the director's ear, wiped his face, and walked over.

Director Tang Ji looked over, the thin clothes were tightly attached to Jun Le's body, wide shoulders and narrow hips, a strong and tall figure, a frozen pale face, two thin bluish-gray lips...

Tang Ji swallowed unconsciously, "Jun Le, your acting skills are very good, go change your clothes first, don't catch a cold. Let's talk about it later."

Jun Le frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, Zhang Qiao had already grabbed his hand and pushed it to the dressing room, while thanking the director non-stop.

As soon as he got to a place where no one was around, Zhang Qiao began to say, "Remember, don't mess with me this time. Although Director Tang is not a great director, his backstage is very strong."

Jun Le rolled his eyes, "You can't see what he wants to do, can you?"

Zhang Qiao became angry, "What's the matter with you? You are a big man, you are so tall, and you will not lose a piece of meat, or will you be pregnant like a woman..."

Jun Le slandered in her heart, wouldn't she be pregnant if she wasn't a woman?

Thinking of this, Jun Le himself was overwhelmed.

He no longer needs a makeup artist to do things like remove makeup and headgear. In fact, no makeup artist has the time to deal with him.There was no one in the dressing room, only Zhang Qiao was chattering all the time, while Jun Le combed his hair randomly with his fingers, while looking at Zhang Qiao, a pair of picky eyes looked at him from the mirror with a slight smile.

Zhang Qiao suddenly turned his head, saw the eyes in the mirror, and shuddered fiercely, "What, what's wrong? Am I wrong? With your temper, how many people in the circle have offended you? Do you know how to restrain yourself?"

"Brother Zhang, if you don't want to offend others, why did you come to bring me?"

Zhang Qiao was almost out of breath from choking.

"If you don't want to watch the live erotic palace, go out first if you are interested, I guess that old pervert will come over in less than 10 minutes."

Zhang Qiao's face froze for a moment. It's the same thing to talk about it usually, but seeing Junle being ruined by others, his heart really twitched a little. Although he had been in the circle for a few years, he admitted that he still Keep a pure heart.

But there is no way, the family is almost in trouble, it's okay for him to be shabby, but his family can't be vague at all.

Zhang Qiao was ruthless, and patted Jun Le on the shoulder, "If you win this role this time, brother will cook you a pot of chrysanthemum pork rib soup..."

Jun Le's face darkened, and he replied in a sinister manner, "Brother, you'd better keep it for yourself, the size of yours, uh, you understand..."

Old Zhang Qiao blushed, snarled his neck, and left without saying anything cruel after all, slamming the door.

As soon as Zhang Qiao left, Jun Le's face darkened.With his status, it is of course impossible to have such a dressing room all to himself, so even though his clothes were soaked and he took a breath from the cold, he didn't change immediately.

Jun Le got up, looked around the room, and finally found the pinhole camera on the carving above the full-length mirror.

Jun Le hung up the hair cover calmly, carried the bundle, pulled a curtain, and wrapped himself in it to change clothes.

When he was wearing his trousers crookedly, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and a pair of hands trapped him, and a disgusting voice came from behind him, "You are so smart, you can find it even if you are so concealed."

Jun Le patted the other party's hand, motioned him to let go, and said with a smile: "I just don't have the hobby of being admired for free. Director Tang, can we have a good talk?"

Tang Ji let go of his hand and watched Jun Le emerge from the curtain.The trousers have been put on, and a warm shirt has been put on the upper body. The shirt has not been buttoned yet, revealing a strong chest and a well-proportioned and smooth waist.

Tsk tsk, this pair of skins is really attractive.Tang Ji swallowed again, stepped back and sat down on the sofa, hooked his fingers at Jun Le, the implied meaning was very obvious.

Jun Le looked at him with a smile, "Director Tang, I'm also very picky, let me see the goods first."

When Tang Ji heard this, his brows and eyes became more cheerful, and he laughed and cursed, "Little fairy, it depends on your own hands..."

When Jun Le heard a certain name, goose bumps appeared on Jun Le's body.However, in the face of these people, his acting skills came in handy.

"Director Tang, I'm still a baby behind me, I don't know what to do..." The voice was low and hoarse, which made Tang Ji's heart tremble.

Jun Le thought that when he went home, he must learn Chinese with Mao Mao.

Tang Ji squinted at Jun Le's exposed skin, and hurriedly began to take off his clothes. Jun Le watched silently, with a deep friendship in his eyes, and a trace of tension and excitement...

Tang Ji thought to himself how could this person be so attractive, if it fell into his hands today, don't blame him for being cruel, but just when he stripped himself naked and was shivered by the cold air in the room, A few "clicks, clicks" brought Tang Ji back to the cold reality.

"You, you..." Tang Ji hurriedly wrapped himself up, covering the important parts.

Jun Le took a few more photos with his mobile phone, with a playful smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and praised nonsense like "Director Tang has such a good figure" in exclamation.

Tang Jichuli became angry, "Jun Le, don't you want this role?"

Jun Le looked at his swollen pig liver face, "Director Tang, even if you dive in, this role should not be my turn, right?"

Tang Ji was startled, his eyes darkened a bit, "This drama is mine, so naturally I have the final say."

Jun Le believes that he is a ghost, "Mrs. Tang's surname is Qin, she is the cousin of the chairman of Haotian Entertainment, and she pays Director Tang for the filming. I think this right to speak..." It is really worth exploring one time.

Tang Ji's entire face turned black.That's right, he asked Zhang Qiao to bring Junle to the audition, which was exactly what his family meant, and he also said that they would do as much as they wanted, the worse the better.Therefore, Tang Ji let Jun Le soak in the rain for two hours without any effort.From the director's point of view, this person is talented and dedicated, but he offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

Even if Haotian Entertainment is not the largest in the country, it is definitely the most influential entertainment company. If Haotian wants to punish him, can he still have a bright future?

Tang Ji doesn't have much talent, he's just a little director who eats, drinks, and follows the crowd. Even he himself has to admit that he has been rotted by the noble circle for a long time, and he has never done anything harmful. Son, but I have done a lot of things like being a little artist, but it was the first time that Junle took nude photos like this.

"Could it be that you still want to threaten me with these photos?"

"Director Tang, you're thinking too much. I'm just asking for self-protection. I'll delete these photos, but not now. You have a background and backing, and I don't have the capital to make things difficult for you. I just want to make sure that I can get out of a movie safely and soundly." On the set of the play, everything today has never happened. I don’t think you want to secretly take photos of artists changing clothes, and your wife will see these photos together..."

Tang Ji glanced at Jun Le's tall bones. During the audition just now, this guy fought against several martial artists. Tang Ji told Wu Xing not to show mercy, but he was still knocked down. If he wanted to fight at this moment, he obviously couldn't beat him. of.

The hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Tang Ji straightened his face, "Okay, then let's follow the normal procedure."

"Director Tang, be refreshing." Jun Le gave a big thumbs up.

Tang Ji rolled his eyes bitterly.

When Zhang Qiao excitedly flipped through the contract signed by Junle, and his eyes fell on the character he was playing, he was so shocked that he couldn't move, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Where is the male number two that was promised? What about the romantic and unrestrained? What about the counterattack that was promised? Why did he become a corpse again? Huh?"

Jun Le expressed his sincere condolences to the agent who had been beaten incoherently. He raised his eyebrows, "This time there is a line."

He hasn't expressed his dissatisfaction yet, what is this manager doing here cynical and screaming?

The car drove a long way before Zhang Qiao came to his senses, "Is your first night worth this little money?"

Jun Le's hand slipped, and the car turned a corner on the road and stopped on the side of the road.

Zhang Qiao suddenly feels distressed, Jun Le is really good-looking, if it is a big star, Chu Ye should be hundreds of thousands, right?Seeing this contract of only 1000 yuan, Zhang Qiao felt a little pained.He should sell Jun Le for a good price, so that he can be worthy of the filth and filth in the entertainment industry.

"What are you thinking? How can that old pervert take advantage of me. Drive! Are you the manager or am I the manager?"

Jun Le shrank to the back seat by himself, picked up a blanket and covered himself.

Zhang Qiao was stunned for a moment, "That old thing's intentions are so obvious, you can still get the contract without being submerged, Junle, tell me honestly, what did you do to him?"

"Make it clear, I am the serf who suffered and was oppressed by the landlord's money!"

Zhang Qiao moved to the driver's seat, looked at the people in the back seat, and sighed, "Who did you offend?" How come this kind of thing always happens.

Jun Le ignored Zhang Qiao, he only felt cold all over at the moment, and he was afraid that he really had a cold.