The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 387 Top-notch honey pet [12]

She didn't save Yuan Zhao's phone number, but fortunately she didn't block him. The record of the call he made that day is still there, so she can call back.

The phone was connected, and the young man's clean and clear voice seemed to be careless, "What kind of wind blows Director Shen Da to take the initiative to call me, a little guy."

He was still able to easily make her not welcome.

She laughed and said, "So you didn't handle it well, why didn't you tell me."

"Are you questioning me?" Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his voice was as slow as a mist, "My money didn't come from the wind, so why do you want to do something thankless? Are you right? ? Besides, didn’t you say it didn’t matter at the time, why are you questioning me now?”

The tails of Shen Langyan's eyes were raised slightly, and his laughter was full of undisguised malice: "Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Zhao bit the words lightly, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes curled into a smile, "Why don't we talk about it after we meet?"

Shen Lang said seriously: "Just talk to your agent, can you give me your agent's contact information?"

Yuan Zhao's smile deepened, and he said softly: "Then how can we do it? How can we let someone else do the things about the two of us?...I don't think you want my manager to know why you went to Little Paris at that time, yes Bar?"

Shen Lang lowered his eyes slowly, his heart beat twice for some unknown reason, and after a while he uttered a word: "Okay."

...

The dark champagne road, the sky is gray, the asphalt road seems to have been poured by rain, and there is a trace of paint smell coming from nowhere, making the air even more restless.

It has already entered June, and the weather is visibly hot and dry.

Shen Lang is wearing an orange-pink big | wave sun hat with ruffles, a knit V-neck pink T-shirt overflowing with aura, and matching it with a mid-length high-waist slit half-length denim skirt. The slender waist is even more gracefully curved, the skirt swings gracefully in the middle of the action, and the slender porcelain white legs are almost exposed, making it even more charming.

She was wearing a rather delicate mask, her palm-sized face was tightly covered, except for her soul-stirring eyebrows and eyes, not a single bit of skin was exposed.

She couldn't believe that she would be recognized even after she was like this, because this outfit was so different from her usual style.

She purposely arranged the meeting place here - Champagne Road, a street where pedestrians pass by from time to time. She wanted him to retreat in spite of difficulties, but he actually agreed.

But this also happened to facilitate the implementation of her plan.

Yuan Zhao came very late, half an hour late.

This is the first time she has seen a man who can make a lady wait for so long, at least his impression in her heart has been greatly reduced.She herself is never late.

Yuan Zhao is still wearing a black mask, maybe he thinks black is more handsome?She was covered in black all over her body, covered tightly, only revealing a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, totally lacking in her honesty and generosity.

She silently gave him a very low score in her heart, and then gently waved her hand to say hello, "Hey, here it is."

Yuan Zhao saw her as soon as he got out of the car, with a smile in his eyes, and walked towards her quickly, "How about finding a place to sit and talk? Maybe we can have afternoon tea together."

Shen Lang looked around, shook his head and said: "In order to prevent unnecessary troubles from happening, it's still not possible, just stay here, be upright. Also, stay away from me, we have to keep a little distance."

Yuan Zhaomei raised his eyebrows slightly, "So vigilant? Well, I actually thought so too."

Shen Lang raised his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Actually, you can guess what I want to do without telling you, right?"

"Don't flatter me," Yuan Zhao said with a smile in his clear voice, "You are more mature than me and smarter than me. I'm sorry that I didn't handle the problem well this time. No matter what you want to do, I will fully cooperate. Look at this okay?"

"What I'm waiting for is your words." Shen Lang tilted his head, and his watery fox eyes showed a satisfied look.

...

Shen Lang asked Yuan Zhao to accept her variety show invitation—she was planning to do a self-made variety show, focusing on real program effects, without routines or scripts, and everything was decided by the invited guests themselves, as long as they could complete the final task given by the program group can.

Artists can express their truest selves in this program, good or bad, every little detail will catch off guard and expose their true character to others.

If Yuan Zhao is willing to accept the invitation, then their current troubles will be solved.It can be said that they met in private because they had to discuss work matters.This trick has been tried and tested in the history of scandal clarification cases.

And she wanted to do a variety show, not on a whim, but after careful consideration.

Although her debut | Sudden has achieved remarkable success, after all, there is only one work that can be drawn.People who like her will like her no matter what, and those who don't like her will think that the success of this movie is just her luck.

The success of this film is largely due to her guest role as the male lead. What about after that?Can she do it herself every time?Is this still what a director should do?
Although she doesn't want to admit it, Shen Lang has to admit that this problem is a big challenge for her at present.

She really doesn't have much experience in directing. Although she has made up a lot, she still has a long way to go.If she wants to win an Oscar in a short period of time, she must not waste time and constantly improve her ability to shoot more works with quality and quantity.This means that she no longer has time to do research and experiments to earn funds, and it also means that she has to temporarily compromise with reality and shoot some variety shows that come in faster.

Her idea was approved by Yuan Zhao.

He stared at her deeply, and said with a smile on his face, "I always thought that your ideal was unshakable."

"I don't know what gave you this illusion." Shen Lang snorted lightly, "But what I want to tell you is that in many cases, people have to compromise for the sake of ideals."

"Then what is your ideal?" He suddenly smiled, staring at her with those passionate and clear peach blossom eyes, as if he really wanted to find out the answer.

Shen Lang's red lips were slightly raised, and his voice was like a hazy smog, "You may not believe it if you say it, and you will win the Oscar for Best Director within ten years. It may sound a bit exaggerated."

Yuan Zhao raised his brows, and said as a matter of course: "What's the exaggeration? Ten years later, you should be 34 years old, not too young."

Shen Lang was surprised that he could say a very accurate number, glanced at him, and said with a low smile: "It may be easy, but it is indeed not young."

(End of this chapter)