Entertainment since 1999

Chapter 42 Chapter 43
On August 1999, 8, Han Qiao returned to Hengdian.

As early as two days ago, "Little Li Fei Dao" Li Hantao called him and told him to go back to make up the show.

"Little Li Flying Knife" is in the final stage. After finishing a few scenes, it is ready to be sent to post-editing. Speaking of which, the filming was really fast, and the [-] episodes were almost shot in four months.

Han Qiao reckoned that Baye Yuan would be under a lot of pressure too, if he didn't broadcast it sooner, the spring will be bright next year, Zhu Bajie and Bao Qingtian will be murderous, and Xiao Li Feidao has no certainty of winning in front of these two classics.

When Han Qiao rushed to the International Trade Building, Xiao Li Feidao's crew had almost left, and only Wu Jing and Yu Feihong were left on the crew.

Li Hantao made a game and invited Wu Jing and Yu Feihong to drink and chat.

In the past few months, he was exhausted, day and night, and once Yuan Baye left, he completely let himself go. A few days ago, Wu Jing sent a message to him. It is said that this guy even chatted with some big girls at night.

The filming of Xiao Li Fei Dao is over, what else is there to do, but the rain hits the plantain.

"Han Qiao, this way." Li Hantao covered his upper body, dripping with sweat.

"Brother Li, Brother Jing." Han Qiao went over to say hello.

After finding a place to sit down, Brother Gou opened a bottle of wine: "Han Qiao, how about going to Yanjing for an interview with Xiaoao Jianghu?"

"Thanks to Brother Li for helping me with this matter." Han Qiao leaned over to the bottle, and the two touched each other: "The interview is okay, but I don't know how Producer Zhang chose it."

Li Hantao thought for a moment: "It's really hard to say, Big Beard originally planned to invite Zhang Zhiyi to play the role of Ren Yingying, and the film salary was 200 million. I didn't expect Zhang Yimou to disturb this matter."

"Xu Qing played the role later. This is an emergency. The actor she recommended, the bearded man, has to be seriously considered."

After hearing the silence, Han Qiao smiled wryly and said, "Let's resign ourselves to fate."

Wu Jing took a sip of wine: "If you want me to tell you about Lao Han, don't worry too much. In a few months, Xiao Li Feidao will be broadcast. The lead actor dare not say, and the supporting role can be chosen at will."

"Old Wu is right." Li Hantao suddenly became proud: "Xiao Li Feidao will definitely become a big hit, and we will all take advantage of the wind to fly high."

"Goofy."

The three looked at each other, smiled and clinked glasses.

A drama is like one's own child, since it is born, it doesn't want to be good, not to mention, the bonus of a good drama is enough to make people keep making appointments.

After Li Hantao finished drinking, his demeanor became obscene again, and he smiled mysteriously: "Han Qiao, did something happen between you and Yu Feihong?"

Han Qiao hiccupped, a little guilty: "Brother Li, why don't I understand what you're saying?"

"In the morning, I said to play a game in the evening. Yu Feihong is fine. In the afternoon, when I heard that you are coming, Yu Feihong directly refused." Li Hantao's wise eyes glowed in the dark night.

Wu Jing also became interested, put his arms around Han Qiao's shoulders, and threatened: "The troublemaker is honest, or there will be three rounds of trials."

Han Qiao felt Brother Jing's stiff muscles: "The two brothers misunderstood. I'm an [-]th-tier actor, but I'm a first-tier star. I want to have something."

Li Hantao and Wu Jing thought about it for a while, and felt that it made sense, the status of the two was very different.

Li Hantao patted Han Qiao on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, little brother, you're just a woman. I'll introduce you to a few girls in a while. Don't tell me, they're all worth it."

After drinking, Han Qiao declined Li Hantao's invitation to visit her daughter's village at night.

The production crew of Xiao Li Feidao booked a room for another three days in the International Trade Building. This time, Li Hantao was the boss in the production crew. With a big wave of his hand, he was given a room with a big bed and a TV directly according to the configuration of the protagonist.

Han Qiao has been drinking too much recently, and his drinking capacity has skyrocketed. Today, he risked his life to drink three bottles of wine, feeling dizzy and hot all over.

Stumbling upstairs, Han Qiao glanced at his room card, 1604.
The orange lights in the corridor of the hotel were dim and empty. Han Qiao got out of the elevator, looked for the direction, and walked to the door while leaning on the wall.

The room card was placed on the door lock, and there was no response after waiting for a long time.

Han Qiao looked at the room card and knocked hard on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

Yu Feihong was wearing pajamas, and her delicate collarbone was white. When she saw the man in front of her, she panicked. She looked in the corridor and found no one, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Qiao fell drunk to the ground.

Yu Feihong squatted down and whispered, "Han Qiao, wake up."

At this time, she saw the room card on the ground, picked it up and looked at it, 1604, she lives in 1603.
After thinking about it, Yu Feihong helped Han Qiao up, staggered to the next room, and opened the door.

After turning on the light, Yu Feihong struggled to support Han Qiao into the room, closed the door, her heart was pounding, this was the first time she helped a man in her pajamas.

And this is in a hotel, if someone sees it, it will be big news.

Moving away Han Qiao's disgusting hand, Yu Feihong supported Han Qiao and threw him on the bed, sweating profusely, fanning it with his hand, it was much cooler.
Looking down, this dog man is dishonest.

Yu Feihong gave Han Qiao a blank look, rearranged her pajamas, turned on the air conditioner, and prepared to go out.

"Water... water..."

A hoarse voice came from the bed.

Yu Feihong thought that this man took care of her all night last time, her face was flushed, she poured a glass of water from the bedside, and walked to the bedside: "Han Qiao, drink water."

Han Qiao opened his eyes in a daze, saw a woman in front of him, thought he was dreaming, took the water handed by the woman, and drank it.

After drinking the water, he still felt thirsty. He smashed his mouth, saw the woman's moist lips, and pulled it with his hand. The amazing softness made his mind flutter. Han Qiao drank water vigorously, but he became more and more thirsty.
Could it be that the well was not deep enough? Han Qiao took a dialectical view and decided to dig the well himself.

No, why is the well flooded? Han Qiao was afraid that the house would be flooded, so he quickly blocked it with something.

There was a delicate cry of the cuckoo. As we all know, the cuckoo is a kind of bird.

Han Qiao felt that the dream was getting more and more bizarre, but the flood was fierce after all, so he could only risk himself tremblingly.

The next day, Han Qiao woke up from the bed, refreshed, and the fatigue and boredom of many days were swept away.

Strange, when does drinking have this benefit.

With the adhesive applied on his body, Han Qiao remembered the dream last night, and felt a little happy. The 16-year-old boy was finally going to mature.

After washing up, Han Qiao went out to make up the play.

When we arrived at the set, the crew hadn't been set up yet.
The scene manager sent over the script, Han Qiao looked at it, and it was You Longsheng's last scene.

At this time Li Hantao came over. This fat man was wearing a peaked cap, big pants on his lower body, and black short sleeves on his upper body. The tiger on his chest was vividly supported by his fat belly.

"Han Qiao, this scene is to make up for your assassination of Huanxi Bodhisattva. Now only Yu Feihong is on the set. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, Director Li." Han Qiao closed the script,
It's normal for the crew to make up plays. Sometimes the actors' schedules can't be opened, so we have to shoot the other people's scenes first, then make up the scenes, and edit them in later.

Han Qiao's scene is mainly to assassinate Huanxi Bodhisattva, and the camera is on Huanxi Bodhisattva and Han Qiao.

Thinking of Yu Feihong, Han Qiao felt strange, and felt that she was the subject of her dream last night, which made Han Qiao subconsciously remind himself: "Licking a dog will not kill you."

　=-= Driving is harmonized again. Forget it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)