prince meets king

During the dog days, the filming location was as hot as a frying pan, and there was no wind at all. Gu Donglin was sitting in a corner with "On the Monarch", feeling like a leaky water bag.Even so, he tried to keep quiet, even still if possible, even turning pages as silently as possible, for fear that others would notice him.

Gu Donglin is very lucky compared to the staff running around, at least he knows how to hide his head and show his tail, so as not to be affected by evil spirits.Recently, Uranus superstar Han Yu came to film the MV for his new album.Even a person like Gu Donglin who doesn't watch TV is familiar with that face to a certain extent - if it is frequently printed on huge posters and hangs on the roads that must be passed to and from get off work, then even if he doesn't remember it, he must be very familiar with it. impression.

Uranus superstars naturally have the posture of Uranus superstars, irritable, extravagant, sharp, surrounded by a layer of low pressure that cannot be dispelled, scaring hundreds of people around.In this weather, his pursuit of efficiency reached its peak, but most of the others were intimidated, especially those dancers, so the whole crew fell into a vicious circle.

It is said that the crew had to invite a capable person to come to town today.

Gu Donglin turned a page, expressing his deep doubts about it, and pricked up his ears calmly by the way.The sound effects in the venue stopped at some point, and there was a faint sound of smashing glasses, followed by a depressing silence.The silence is telling.Generally speaking, it is busy and noisy here, and the frequency of that kind of noise is very low, and it is maintained at the level where Gu Donglin can read a book with peace of mind. Only when the recording starts, some accompaniment will be played.But now, it was obvious that Han Yu was furious again.

He heard hurried footsteps, first a single person, then a large crowd.He sat near the door, knowing that Han Yu was going back to the lounge to calm down, so he narrowed his gaze, and stayed firmly between the lines, not daring to reveal the slightest bit.

Cover your face with a book.

But he forgot his feet.He cocked his legs triumphantly.

So, when Han Yu passed by in a hurry, he stumbled hard.

"I don't have long eyes!" Before he could stand still, the young man slapped him across the face, and with his fingertips he took the water glass that was set aside, and all the hot water spilled on Gu Donglin's shirt.He was hissing from the heat, and bent down instinctively, the man seized the opportunity to give him a slap in the stomach.Gu Donglin was kicked off his chair, and the sticky notes in the book fell all over the floor.

Several female assistants on the side wanted to stop but dared not, Ren Hanyu played on the spot for a while, thinking it would be good for him to vent his anger.Gu Donglin was caught off guard and innocently made sandbags. After about half a minute, someone squeezed through the crowd and seemed to hold down Han Yu's hand: "Stop!"

Han Yu couldn't stop punching, then stopped obediently, and left without farting.For a moment, the assistants hesitated in place.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and chase after him?"

With an order, people turned their backs on their backs, and the yellow sticky notes were stepped into the soil one after another, leaving only a pair of polished leather shoes beside them.The man helped him up and handed over the glasses that had been left on the side: "Are you all right?"

Gu Donglin dusted the dust up and down, shaking his head dizzily.

"I'm very sorry. He has been under a lot of pressure at work recently and his mood is unstable."

Gu Donglin nodded to express his understanding.

"Are you burned?" The man pulled him under the faucet and hurriedly peeled off his shirt.The warm water soaked in the sun did not relieve the stinging pain at all, but instead gave him goosebumps.Gu Donglin asked the man, "Is there any ice?"

This is an old garden house with a history of more than [-] years. The scenery is very good, but the infrastructure is very poor.In order to cool down, the production crew brought a lot of ice cubes, but they were all prepared for Han Yu and the dancers.

The man said, "Wait a minute", hurried to the bungalow, and took out a fancy T-shirt after a while: "You put it on, and I'll take you to the hospital."

Gu Donglin put on his T-shirt without hesitation, and turned around to pick up the books and sticky notes. The man seemed to be stunned for a while before catching up, and squatted down to help him pick them up together.

"Reading this kind of book to relieve boredom?" The man smiled and handed over his glasses, pointing to "The Prince" in his hand.

Gu Donglin put his glasses in his trouser pocket, just smiled.

The two left the crew one after the other.Along the way, many people greeted that man, calling him Mr. Duan, who seemed to be in charge.Gu Donglin followed behind him, with tight lips, when he saw Han Yu, he showed his pain very hard.

And Han Yu remained expressionless, and just called out "Duan Rong", telling him not to forget the evening reception.

Duan Rong hummed, opened the car door and put Gu Donglin inside.It was an oddly shaped car, and oddly shaped cars are expensive as hell.From standing still to driving, it is as smooth as a teleportation.The air-conditioning inside was already enough, Gu Donglin finally took a breath and leaned back comfortably on the chair.Duan Rong glanced at him indistinctly from the rearview mirror, and curled the corners of her lips.

"Never seen you, new? Helper?"

Gu Donglin smiled.

"Help with reading on set?"

Gu Donglin said casually: "When I first came here, I also wanted to ask what I could do, but everyone seemed to be very busy, so I didn't understand."

Duan Rong laughed again.He is a well-defined man, perhaps mixed with a lot of blood from other countries, which makes him very three-dimensional when viewed from the side.When he laughed, those lines suddenly softened, handsome yet gentle.Gu Donglin felt that his eyes were very deep, more suitable for photogenic than Han Yu.This is probably due to resentment.

"The weather is very hot these days, and the clothes are all thick and crisp fabrics, tightly wrapped, and the shooting progress is very slow. This kind of thing is all about teamwork. He works hard alone, but there are always people who hold him back. When it's time for rest, others He couldn't drink water, so he was very irritable and took it on you. I'm very sorry."

Gu Donglin nodded, "It's not easy. Watching them jump and dance all day long."

Duan Rong glanced at him again from the rearview mirror, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"I hope you don't disclose it to the media." Duan Rong withdrew her gaze and stared straight ahead, "Now is the promotion period, so try not to negatively affect him."

Gu Donglin laughed, "Small things, small things."

Duan Rong nodded, and changed the subject with satisfaction: "Still a student? Work during summer vacation?"

Gu Donglin said a few perfunctory words, but fortunately the hospital arrived, and the two of them tacitly agreed to park the car and register with the other.Hanging up is a long wait.When the words Gu Donglin appeared on the big screen, Duan Rong hurried in.

Gu Donglin was flattered: "I can go by myself."

Duan Rong made an apologetic gesture: "Just now I went to answer the phone." Saying that, she buried her head in the consultation room.

The glass of water wasn't boiling water at all, the chest and abdomen were just a little red and swollen, but Han Yu's kick was covered with bruises, but it was just ugly and there was no internal injury.In addition, the skin on the wrist was scratched.The doctor had no choice but to prescribe some bruises and bandages.

After that, Duan Rong ran errands up and down to pay, and even gave him a red envelope. Gu Donglin accepted it without blushing, and happily thanked him.

It was already evening when he left the hospital gate, Duan Rong answered the phone again and asked him where he lived.

Gu Donglin waved his hand, saying that he could go back, Duan Rong didn't say much, and went to the parking lot.After a while, Gu Donglin slid past the pure white sports car, "Come on. This place is far from the city center."

Gu Donglin was surprised.

Duan Rong raised his hand and looked at his watch: "...I have a reception tonight, and I don't have enough time. If you don't mind, just go with me, as compensation."

Gu Donglin thought for a few seconds: The one from the court went to recruit people, the one from the community went to do the investigation, and the one who did the demonstration went to the dinner party... The conclusion was that I was alone in the apartment, so I pulled away politely. The car door sits up.

At the musician's reception, celebrities and beauties came in and out, like Duan Rong who wore an elegant handmade suit.Although he didn't wear a tie, he could be considered semi-formal because of the sexy look with his shirt open.Gu Donglin couldn't do it anymore.He was wearing that tight-fitting T-shirt, which was not his own, and he could smell the chemical smell of ready-made clothes in the smell of perfume, and he was quite sweaty.However, this sweating was soon blown away by the cold air.

Duan Rong looked at him thoughtfully, with a smile in his eyes: "It seems that I don't need to comfort you, don't be nervous?"

Gu Donglin was chattering in a group of clothes and temples, at this time he turned his head and looked at him in doubt, that kind of magnanimous incomprehension made Duan Rong extremely embarrassed for a while: "Many people come to this kind of occasion for the first time. Will compare..."

Gu Donglin expressed his understanding: "It confuses the rich and the aristocracy. Although the generation of the aristocracy is ultimately due to the wealth of the ancestors, the rich in this world must go through the three stages of simple wealth-military plutocrats-cultural control. It takes a long time to become an aristocrat with talent and tradition—we have only been a nation for 60 years, so in the final analysis, everyone is the same bourgeois[Note], the difference is whether they have money." Gu Donglin pointed to a group of celebrities, " You see, because we don't have traditional aristocrats to serve as a model, the current celebrities obviously follow the French tradition and use knives and forks... It's too uncivilized."

Duan Rong gave a "hmm", then turned her head suddenly, with a surprised smile: "...uncivilized?"

Gu Donglin laughed shortly: "The French call themselves the Gallic Rooster, but their ancestors should be Franks, not Gauls. Why do they do this?"

Duan Rong took a glass of whiskey and asked the servant to give him another glass: "Why?"

"Although Gaul and Frank are both barbarians, Gaul is a barbarian raised by Rome, and Frank is a barbarian, so he uses the name of Gaul. You know that the capital of France is Paris. What does Paris remind you of?"

Duan Rong stopped drinking: "...Fashion Week?"

"Paris, Paris." Gu Donglin said lightly, "the Trojan prince who hijacked Helen in Greek mythology. The French intended to say that after Rome inherited the Greek tradition, they inherited the Roman tradition. They are flaunting themselves as orthodox." ...Nonsence, who was snatched, is still busy looking for legitimacy for himself, and is generally barbaric. You see, they themselves are aware that they are not civilized, but everyone is still chasing their paradigm..." Gu Donglin couldn't help it Tilting his head slightly, looking at the nobles and celebrities in the room, he picked up the knife and fork beside him, "The symbol of civilization is the precise division of labor. Knives and forks originated from hunting in the wild. The same tool can kill and eat , There is no sense of division of labor at all... It's too shameful."

Duan Rong looked at the tableware, then shook his head suddenly with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Not decent? What is decent?"

Gu Donglin smiled: "Money should never be the criterion for measuring people. Nouveau riche are very annoying. Only those who make money by themselves earn one cent and two cents. Nobility is reflected in many aspects. Wealth is very basic. Ancestry, tradition, and standards of blood ties all point to cultural monopoly.”

Duan Rong narrowed his eyes.

"Read more books." Gu Donglin spoke earnestly.As he said that, he asked the servant to pour out the ice cubes in the whiskey. “Ice will dilute the flavor of the whiskey. Try Scotch soapstone. The best soapstone passes through the rectum of the goat, so that it can bring out the highland aroma of the single malt.”

Duan Rong was stunned to see him wearing a casual T-shirt and looking at the world leisurely and leisurely. If it weren't for the people who came up to greet him attentively, he would have stayed in a daze for a longer time.