"[Star] Chrysanthemum Gate" Author: Menghui Chunqiu

Jinjiang 2011.9.28 ended

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As an internationally renowned director, he actually died fighting in Chrysanthemum Field? ?

What a tragedy!He hasn't picked enough chrysanthemums yet!

What?He was reborn? ?Also become a raw film director?

All right!As long as you still attack!As long as there are np. As long as there are chrysanthemums~~~

Look at international famous directors, how to direct raw movies to play with chrysanthemums, directing gorgeous chrysanthemums

Content tags: Rebirth of the entertainment industry Gangster love feud

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhou Juhua┃Supporting role: All the beauties┃Others: NP general attack rebirth entertainment circle

1. A scholar can be killed or humiliated, but the chrysanthemum cannot be loosened! ...

Hilton Hotel Paris, France, in the presidential suite on the top floor, there is a good show in THEKING big bed. Dennis Wang, an internationally renowned Chinese director, is having sex with two blond, hot-behaved male models on the bed The deepest level of physical interaction.

Dennis Wang is an extremely famous billionaire male director in Hollywood, which means that every movie he makes has a box office of no less than [-] million US dollars. What can compete with his talent is the speed at which he changes bed partners. From well-known singers and movie stars, to young models who have just debuted, as long as he has his eyes on him, none of them can escape his clutches.

The two young handsome boys who are entangled with him on the bed at this moment are a pair of twin male models who have recently debuted in France. They were only eighteen, and they were put on the bed by Dennis Wang. Not to mention, this Although the two children's "techniques" are jerky, the French are passionate by nature. They tossed and tossed three or four times a night, but they became more and more courageous as they fought.

As a veteran in bed, Dennis? Wang can't surrender his guns anyway. If it gets out, those former bed partners will not be ridiculed to death.

Two little male models wink like silk, one is lying on the bed with legs spread open, looking like you can pick them, and the other directly licks Dennis Wang's chest and thighs with the tip of his warm tongue, touching the key The part, but avoids touching it, and keeps smiling coquettishly.

No matter how good Dennis Wang's control is, this meeting will not be enough. He raised his gun again, and the 3P battle was staged again, and the room was full of obscenity.

In the end, the two boys were defeated. Dennis Wang was so proud. When he saw the two twins kissing each other on the bed, there was an evil smile on the corner of their mouths. , directly hugged a limp little male model, and walked to the bathroom.

It's a pity that when I was thinking about the bathroom fight, I forgot to lose a condom filled with some kind of liquid, so Dennis?When he touched it, he fell to the ground, and his head just hit the sharp corner of the THEKING bed.

Before he could even call for help, Dennis Wang lost consciousness. Just before he fell into the darkness, the last thought of this talented and lustful Chinese director was—to just let the twins go like this is so unfulfilling .

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"Director... Director... If you go to sleep again, we won't be able to call it a day!"

Dennis Wang woke up from such a hasty urging.When I opened my eyes, my eyes were full of Asians. Didn't I discuss the mysteries of the body with two young male models at the Paris Hilton Hotel?It seems that I fell down and passed out later, but the scene here is neither a hospital nor a room. Could it be that I was kidnapped by the Asian underworld?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. Dennis Wang's face suddenly tensed up, and he looked at the busy staff around him vigilantly. "Director, let's start work! The actors are ready!" The recorder urged again, and Dennis Wang realized that it was not a kidnapping, but what kind of work did he have to do?filming?I don't have a new drama to start filming.

"My head hurts from the noise, shut up!" Dennis Wang snarled, making everyone in the studio stunned.However, the most astonishing thing was Dennis? Wang himself, what happened? When did he learn to speak Chinese?Although he is of Chinese descent, he has never been to China since his father's life, let alone speak Chinese, which is great, and he blurted out fluent Mandarin.

"Come here!" Shouted to the reporter beside him, "What is this place?" Dennis? Wang realized that something was wrong.

The scene notes are also confused, the director won't fall asleep after a night of sleep, right?I spent my own money to make a movie, and it was hard to start shooting, and I didn't even know where I was?Sure enough, he is a prodigal son.But I have to get the money from the boss, right? I said with a low eyebrow, "Director, this is called in the studio. Look, isn't it time to start filming?"

"Nonsense, of course I know this is a studio. If it's not a studio, is it still your home? Let me ask you, is this in Paris, France?" Dennis Wang is very capable and has a big temper.

Hearing this, Chang Ji was amused. Is the director still dreaming, Paris, France?In outer space, he finally rented a studio in the suburbs, and dreamed of going to Paris. If he can go to Paris to make a movie, then he can go to Hollywood and become a star.Chang Ji, with a youthful face, thought to himself.

However, I still have to say this well, so I can't lose face for being both the boss and the director.

"Director, are you joking? This is Zhonghai City. We are filming in a studio in the outskirts of the city. If you don't feel well, go home and rest?" I can't shoot again today.

Zhonghai?suburb?What the hell?I am on vacation in France!

No, everything is wrong... Dennis? Wang already felt that things had gone beyond his imagination, his face turned pale, and even his voice trembled a little: "I'm going to the bathroom..."

After 3 minutes, a shocking cry came from the toilet on the left: "I...fuck..."

Looking at the 1.8-meter-long girl in the bathroom mirror, with black hair like weeds, haggard face, and sloppy clothes, my God, who is this?

Dennis Wang looked at himself in the mirror and went crazy. He swears in the name of the dead ghost father that he will definitely not grow up to be this ghostly, handsome, extraordinary, and fashionable Dennis? Where is the king going? Oh, why did you become like this?

Oh my God, what kind of joke did the old man make?Give me back my face!Dennis Wang was completely mad. In the end, his eyes went dark and he passed out again.

I thought everything would return to normal when I woke up, but I was still sleeping in the Hilton Hotel in Paris, hugging the pair of twin male models I had just picked up, but the reality was cruel. When Dennis Wang opened his eyes again When I saw him, I was actually still in that dilapidated studio.

Surrounded by boring staff, seeing the director woke up, they all burst into laughter, what a joke!Dennis? Wang was furious. He just wanted to stand up and yell people back to their respective jobs. It's so fucking unprofessional. This is a fart movie, nonsense!At this moment, a man in a neat suit came out from the crowd. When the people around saw him, they scattered like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Zhou Juhua, can you be normal, just shoot a movie for me, look at what you are, haven't showered for a few days? Haven't slept for a few days? Don't die, right? If you do this again, just follow me I'm going back to the United States, the old man is short of someone to take over the business." The man in the suit turned to Dennis Wang with a serious face.

Dennis? Wang felt his whole world collapsed, Zhou Juhua?What the hell?Return Zhou Chrysanthemum!I am the billionaire director Dennis? Wang, what is Zhou Juhua?Who is this man with a stinky face in front of him?For some reason, Dennis? Wang thought of the word "soul travel".

"Director...director...do you still want to shoot?" Xiao Changji urged again.

"Shooting... what?" Dennis Wang, who is also Zhou Juhua now, no, it was Zhou Juhua who gritted his teeth and asked.

"A scholar can be killed or humiliated, but the chrysanthemum cannot be loosened!" Chang Ji replied with a smile.

which movie is this?Zhou Juhua was completely dumbfounded, how could there be such a movie?I really want to ask the scene recorder who looks a bit sorry for the audience, is this really a movie?

Seeing that Zhou Juhua was completely out of shape, Zhuang Lin, a man in a suit, grabbed him, threw him into the camera, and said with a frown, "Didn't you cry and want to shoot this disgusting thing? Anyway, you're fine." Hurry up and shoot it for me!" For such a movie, Zhuang Lin had nothing to say.

Crying and shouting to shoot? KAO, a great international director would make this kind of movie that makes people stunned just by the name?Is the head caught by the chrysanthemum?Zhou Juhua really had the urge to pat the table and leave, but as the people in the studio stared at him eagerly, his professionalism began to wreak havoc, forget it, just shoot!Anyway, I'm still the director, right? If I can't, change the script, change the title, no matter how bad the film is, I will

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