Above, please use some force

Acting can be rehearsed, but life cannot be repeated.

He Wen's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are hurting recently, the world is black and white, with some snowflakes.

Seeing that no one is pleasing to the eye, there are a few large characters "revenge society" written on the forehead, so he almost took out a knife and went out on the street to chop people up.

Sitting in the shared rest room, the chattering sounds from all around were like steel bars piercing into his forehead, and He Wen pressed hard on the raised eyebrows.

God took a nap and allowed him to be reborn in another body to continue his life. Who would have thought that such a surprise would come to him.

It's fine to chop the chicken for free, but he didn't even lift it.

What a fucking life.

A slightly impatient female voice said above her head, "Hey, He Wen, it's your turn."

He Wen raised his head, fixed his eyes on the woman's plump breasts, and shook his head sighing for a while, it's so fierce.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, got up and sat in front of the vanity mirror, frowned and looked at himself in the mirror, He Wen pursed his bloodless lips.

Standing on the side holding a brush in one hand and a foundation in the other is a woman in her forties. She has a good figure and is dressed in a unique way. The wrinkles on her face are also covered. It looks fine from a distance, but from a close look it is thick. layer of powder.

Glancing at the brush that had been used on countless people's faces, He Wen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Sister Wei, don't put on powder, my face is already fair enough."

This statement put Li Wei in a good mood, the expression on his face eased a little, he changed the foundation and put on a thin layer of loose powder, and said with a casual smile: "Xiao Wen, you have never called me that before."

"Everyone will change." He Wen replied with a smile.

"That's right." Li Wei put the hair mud on his palm, and grabbed He Wen's soft hair, "You are much cuter now."

He Wen closed his eyes, the 30-year-old man was labeled as cute, and he felt his head hurting again.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, and He Wen took it out and pressed the answer button: "It's over?"

There was still the usual roar on the other end of the phone: "Damn, why didn't you say earlier that this place has been demolished, where do you want me to find you that store?"

"Demolition?" He Wen murmured, the complicated expression on his face quickly recovered, "Then come back, I'll wait for you in New Vision."

The young man standing on the other side of the road looked at the hung up mobile phone, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It took eight lifetimes of bad luck to encounter these things.

The TV series "Broken Cocoon" will start shooting on February 20 at the end of the year. It tells the ups and downs of the protagonist Xu Tian's fate from the ordinary to the legendary in the 30s and [-]s.

Whether it is the crew equipment or the cast, they all present a message to the outside world: this will be a drama of the Republic of China.

The opening conference was a big scene, firstly because the producer of this drama is the business tycoon Jian Jian, and secondly because the starring role is the popular superstar Song Ziyu.

Chief director Wang Wei led the two leading actors Song Ziyu and Han Wenwen, as well as some participating staff including new actor Zhang Qi and Yang Lei, one of the four little female roles.

When seeing He Wen walking in the team, all the TV stations and media in the audience were very surprised, because the singer Qin Yang who beat AL had been hidden for more than two years. I didn't expect to star in this drama, let alone attend this press conference.

Huasheng Group has only invested in two films in recent years, and the box office of those two films has exceeded one billion. "Broken Cocoon" is the third film invested by Huasheng, so the sensation caused by "Broken Cocoon" which has not yet started filming can be imagined And know.

He Wen was wearing casual clothes, and walked very casually, without any sense of discomfort or tension. Standing at the side, with the flashing lights hitting his face, he felt that he had become an exhibit in a museum, and he was still being questioned. kind of.

Standing in the middle is the director Wang Wei, next to Song Ziyu, in good shape, 185cm tall, with a natural hanger, white shirt with loose collar buttons, revealing wheat-colored skin, linen trousers and casual leather shoes, go there , is undoubtedly the biggest highlight.

Compared with the casualness of the male actors, the actresses looked more grand, with exquisite makeup, noble and elegant long skirts and dresses, and high heels studded with diamonds.

After the debut, as a past star, He Wen was naturally left out in the cold. He Wen put his hands in his pockets and glanced left and right, then walked to the left. Somewhat unexpectedly, he saw Li Wei, the makeup artist just now, in the corridor.

He took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket and smoked one, lazily lit it and took a puff.

"It's a pity that I didn't see my male god." Li Wei saw the doubt in He Wen's eyes, and she said with a smile: "Concise, talented and rich, handsome, and a good husband."

He Wen smiled, thinking to himself, some things are more suitable to be seen from a distance, if one really touches and gets closer, one will only get disappointed.

Following Li Wei's line of sight, Han Wenwen, who was wearing a big red dress, was trembling with a smile, and he raised the corner of his mouth: "It looks like a peacock with its tail open, but it can only be regarded as a mottled peacock at best." chicken."

"Keep your voice down, let the Korean fans hear, and you don't want to leave the building." Li Wei said this, but there was a smile of approval on his face.

He Wen shrugged, narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Ziyu, who was being interviewed by the media, as if he had noticed something. Song Ziyu looked back, and his eyes met. He Wen curled his lips and showed a provocative smile. I froze for a moment.

Who is He Wen?He used to be a coward, but now he has changed his hardware, he is a vagabond, he can see through the real and the fake at a glance, so he saw the interest in Song Ziyu's eyes at that moment just now.

Things seem to be starting to get interesting.

"Song Ziyu and Han Wenwen have finished their five-year long-distance love run, and I heard that they will get married next year." Li Wei straightened his hair and sighed: "I really envy their relationship, the best couple in the entertainment industry."

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He Wen laughed, with a flamboyant and presumptuous laugh, a bit cold: "Feelings? How much is it worth?" At the beginning, there was someone who wanted to talk to him about feelings, but in the end, he disappeared.

Li Wei looked sideways at He Wen, and at this moment, the smoke was lingering on his delicate and clean face, making him look a bit obscure.

Calmly letting this scrutinizing and inquiring gaze rest on him, He Wen lowered his eyes and smiled.

After a while, Li Wei answered the phone and left. He Wen leaned against the wall and sighed slowly. While waiting for Fang Jun, he began to plan his future life.

The sound of treading footsteps approached, accompanied by a clear breath.

He Wen didn't raise his head, his eyes flicked over the pair of expensive leather shoes in front of him, and he raised his eyebrows, having the same taste as his brother.

"I'll go over tonight, wash up and wait for me on the bed." The deep and thick cello-like voice in my ear is very nice, but it doesn't have much warmth.

He Wen raised his head abruptly, the man in front of him had deep and hard features, his pupils were light blue, he was a mixed race, his face looked tired and dusty, a certain image flashed through his mind, he frowned and slapped the man away The hand that came over took a deep breath of the cigarette, and blew out a smoke ring on the man's face: "Brother, you misidentified the person."

"The last time I played a bitter scene, what do you want to play this time? Playing hard to get?" The man pinched He Wen's chin and rubbed his thumbs vigorously: "He Wen, don't forget the contract, I spent 100 million to keep you, what to do, what to do You'd better learn to be smart about what to do."

With a flick of his finger, the cigarette fell to the ground, splashing small flakes of sparks and soot. He Wen grabbed the man's hand and folded it forcefully. Looking at the anger in the man's eyes, he pulled out a stiff smile: "Bao, Yang?"