"Mochizuki Mountain" was filmed in the third month, a technical problem was encountered, and the entire filming process suddenly stopped.
During that time, Mr. Liu would go deep into the valley every day to explore how to film that episode. The rest of the crew became idle.
The deep mountains and old forests near Hakata are no different from other places. They are shaded by greenery, sturdy trees tens of meters high across the sky, and muddy green moss all over the rocks. Since the crew has been shut down, in their spare time, everyone has to rest freely near the hotel.
In those fifteen days, Lin Shen also understood the gap between a world-class genius director and ordinary people for the first time.
Lin Shen has liked acting since he was a child. Although he is from China, he was born in Japan. Because of his body shape, he wants to participate in stage plays, and can only play still lifes such as big trees and stones at a time. No one allowed him to play character roles because he was too fat.
"Too fat to act?" The blonde director deliberately made a very surprised look, and said indifferently: "That's those people who are too stupid. If you really want to act, you can play a specific role. The protagonist is usually not. Fatty, but the supporting role will occasionally require a fatty to appear. But your acting skills are still a little worse."
No one taught him since he was a child, and Lin Shen could only watch TV and explore by himself. Hearing what Klimans said, he nodded anxiously, but when he saw the other party wave his hand, he said in a complacent tone: "Meet me, it's not bad."
Maybe even Old Holt didn't think about it. The son will patiently teach others how to act.
In the family hotel embraced by the mountains, the crew was doing nothing all day, and his son actually stayed in the room very honestly, watching a stranger acting, teaching him how to make corrections, and even giving a hand-in-hand presentation.
A good director may not necessarily have good acting skills, but he will always know how to act.
Kelimans Holt's talent as a director has been proved to be incisively and vividly by the box office that shook the world again and again in the next ten years. Now he is only 20 years old, he is not as arrogant and arrogant as he will be in the future. He will also use his personal time to seriously instruct others to act, and will appreciate a young man who is constantly working hard.
During the day, Kerry would directly ask his own translator to perform the role of the actor, and he would guide and correct it little by little. At night, when he went to sleep in his room, the fat man translator in the next room still acted and corrected himself over and over again.
The most unstoppable thing in this world is that unreserved kindness and unrelenting effort.
Everyone will love kind people, and everyone will envy people who work hard. Maybe you can't work so hard, but when you see people who sweat and never give up, you can never feel contemptuous. All you can do is reverence.
This little fat guy doesn't have a good talent for acting, but he works hard enough. And this is something that many people cannot do.
In fifteen days, the light in Lin Shen's room had not been turned off. The thick script was about to crack when he turned it over. But he didn't know that one night, on the balcony of his next room, a tall and handsome young director leaned his arms on the balcony, slightly raised his head, staring at the purest and most innocent moonlight in the mountains.
The soft blonde hair resembled the golden ears of rice in the mountains, and the breeze blew, making ripples. There was a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the azure blue eyes, the thin and ruthless lips were rare to arouse, and it was rare to show such a sincere smile.
People who work hard will always be respected. Perhaps more than ten years later, the international leader Klimans Holt can still develop a heart of stone, focusing only on the results and not the process of hard work, but now he Suddenly he felt: "This little fat guy...is not bad."
Soon, Mr. Liu worked with the government to overcome the technical difficulties of shooting. "Mochizuki Mountain" was filmed again, and the crew resumed their usual busy schedule, but before long, Lin Shen discovered that a very inconspicuous small role was suddenly added to the script.
During the meal, Kerry said lazily: "This role is not very important. I came in through the back door."
This is the first time the little fat man has come into contact with the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry: "Go back to the back door?"
Kerry laughed disdainfully. "That man, did you see that Japanese actor who is new to the crew. He has been accompanying Japanese investors for dinner and travel last week, and has gone several places." After a pause, the blonde director suddenly became happy: "Why? Curious about this?" The
little fat man was taken aback and didn't understand what the other party meant.
Kerry approached slowly, a pair of blue pupils turned around on Little Fatty's body, looking straight at him, his face was red, his head lowered nervously, and he kept pinching his fingers into his palm. Then the noble son laughed: "Don't worry, you shouldn't be able to encounter this kind of thing. Others don't think about the unspoken rules about you. You are safe." He
breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow , A strange sadness rose from the bottom of my heart. After eating for a while, Lin Shen couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Mr. Holt... Am I really that ugly?"
This sentence almost exhausted his life's courage. After asking, he just asked. He lowered his head stubbornly, not daring to look at each other again. But Kerry was stunned. He stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the little fat man without scruples. He did not pay attention to the other's horrified and shy eyes, but looked at this face seriously: "It doesn't seem to be that ugly? OK. Why are you so fat and never lose weight?"
The boulder in his heart suddenly fell.
The little fat man was nervous and anxious for a long time. He didn't know what to say, but he didn't have the opportunity to say any more. The blond director waved his hand: "No need to explain to me. I'm not interested. Hurry up and eat. Shooting is about to start. "
The light of hope in his eyes dimmed suddenly, and Lin Shen nodded and continued to eat seriously.
The entire crew of "Mochizuki Mountain" knows that this noble son from the Hollywood director family seems to get along well with his translator. In fact, in the crew, Klimans only gave Liu Lao a face. He didn't care about the others at all, and he didn't bother to please him, so he was always not sociable in the crew, and seemed to be a thousand miles away.
The one who communicated the most with him was the little fat translator.
Little Fatty Translator is a shy and introverted person. He will not be as reserved and arrogant as Klimans, but he does not communicate with other staff very much. So he and Kerry formed a circle of their own. The two did not have much interaction with the outside staff, but they got along well.
However, Lin Shen also has friends in the crew, and Brother Wang, who is in charge of their meals in the logistics team, knows him well. Coincidentally, this brother Wang and Lin Shen turned out to be fellow villagers, so it is rare to meet a fellow villager in this foreign country, so they are naturally closer. Thanks to this blessing, Lin Shen and Kelimans will have more abundant meals every day.
The crew has been shooting for another half month, Lin Shen's acting skills are getting better and better, and the crew's role in Bodo is coming to an end.
When Brother Wang was serving dinner, he asked, "We are going to Australia to shoot in two days. Will you follow me?"
Lin Shen knew about this a long time ago. He smiled shyly and nodded: "Kerry's Chinese is already It's much better, but he still hopes that I can follow the crew and teach him Chinese. He learns very quickly, and his Chinese is really good now."
Brother Wang laughed and said, "I ask if you are going to Australia, Xiaolin, you Why did you tell me about that Holt? He bullied you all day, why are you still talking to him?"
Lin Shen immediately shook his head: "Brother Wang, he didn't bully me, he never bullied me."
Brother Wang Handed a boxed lunch over: "Yes, yes, he has never bullied you. Asking you to serve tea and run errands for him is a bullying. You are his translator and his assistant. We all know how to do two jobs with a salary."
Lin Shen was anxious: "No...no, that's not at all. He treats me very well, Brother Wang, he really..."
"Hahaha, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously. Of course he treats you better than us, I don't want to see him, tusk, with a self-righteous look, if he is not the son of director Lance Holt , Who does he think he is?"
Lin Shen didn't answer again, because he knew that the whole crew thought so.
"He is really talented... he is not a bad person..."
This explanation is too pale, because that person will never be as approachable as everyone wants.
Before leaving Bodo, the crew finally came out of this deep forest. Lao Liu was fairly generous and took the crew into the city for a good day. On this day, everyone can soak in the hot springs and eat the buffet at will. In the evening, Mr. Liu also booked the hotel for everyone to eat.
There was a happy scene in the hotel banquet hall. Except in the corner, the blond director calmly peeled crabs and shrimps to himself, not caring about the indifference and ignorance of others. Kerry peeled shrimps, drank sake, and ate by himself. However, a crab leg suddenly fell into his plate, Kerry was slightly stunned and looked up.
The little fat man lowered his head shyly: "I...I took a little bit, I can't eat it anymore."
Not far away, everyone's laughter and laughter formed a great contrast with the desertedness here. When the lively words and this mosquito-humming sound came into Klimans Holt's ears, he slowly widened his pupils. After a long time, he hummed and put the crab legs in In his mouth, he said arrogantly: "Let you take so much, don't you Huaxia have a saying, saying
that you can do what you can , don't you understand?" The little fat man was surprised: "Kerry, you know how to do this idiom."
Kerry The corners of his lips curled up, unable to hide his pride: "Isn't it just an idiom, is it difficult?"
The crab legs were peeled one after another, and the sake was drunk one after another. This kind of sake doesn't feel much when you drink it, but Klimans doesn't know that it has a lot of stamina. When he obviously left the banquet hall, he was still sober-minded, able to brag about his performance in the last movie with a smile. But not long after he walked out of the banquet hall, his feet began to stagger, and the little fat man in front of him turned into a few phantoms, moving back and forth.
Lin Shen said in surprise, "Kerry!"
Old Liu walked by, frowning , "Don't know how to drink or drink indiscriminately? Fatty, you send him into the room, ignore him, and let him wake up. Sober."
Lin Shen nodded vigorously. Fortunately, because he was fat and strong, he had always been very strong. Even if the tall man became paralyzed from drunk, he could barely lift him to the room.
I also ran into several staff members along the way, but after seeing that it was Kerry, the other party was a little unhappy and was not very happy to step forward to help. Kelimans' bad relationship was completely exposed at this time, and the little fat man took a lot of effort to finally carry the person into the room, put him on the bed gently, and then quickly went to the bathroom to find a towel.
The action gently wiped that handsome and profound face, only when there was no one, he dared to look at this person so obsessively.
They all said that Klimans Holt was a hakama and arrogant. But he was very grateful for the arrogance of this person. Without the alienation and arrogance on the outside, how many people would discover the kindness of this person, and how many people would like him.
"Kerry..."
"Climans... Holt..."
"Kerry..." If you
don't have the right to like this person, stay in the dark and watch quietly.
As long as you can look at him and call out this name, it is an extremely lucky thing.
This is the first person he likes, and this is the first love he can hide with all his strength every day.
So when the man opened his eyes in a daze, grabbed his hand, and suddenly kissed him like this, he opened his eyes in surprise, but the next moment, he pushed him away in fear.
Where the drunk man has too much energy, Klimans frowned slightly, but his lips came up again.
His voice trembled and he couldn't help asking: "Kerry, what are you doing...you...do you know who I am..."
"Little fat
guy ..." He couldn't refuse the next kiss.
This is the person he loves most, and this is the only person he has loved in his life. When that person does nothing and just bumps in like this, he is so painful that he can't speak, the place is torn in an instant, blood gurgling. Down. But he still didn't complain at all, he just endured the pain and let the opponent violently hit his body.
From beginning to end, there was no pleasure at all, the blood kept flowing, and the wound had no chance to heal, because this person had been rushing. He is like a beast that can only mate|mate, just completing the physiological process. Under him, who he is doing, and what is the meaning.
Throughout the whole night, Lin Shen fainted with pain every time, and was awakened by this. At dawn, this man finally ended the whole night of torture, fell on him and fell asleep, but the thing was still stuffed in his body. When he moved, he felt so painful that he could only bear it so hard. With.
I don't know when he passed out, but a loud noise slowly awakened Lin Shen. He opened his eyes with difficulty, but saw that he was the only one left on the bed. The handsome blond director was full of amazement. He sat down on the ground with the quilt and tremblingly pointed his fingers at him.
"You...you..."
Klimans couldn't even say a word in horror. Lin Shen wanted to speak, but there was a burst of blood in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.
The two were lying on the bed and the other sitting on the ground, looking at each other.
Ten minutes later, Klimans covered his face with his hands, quickly put on his clothes, and walked to the living room. But after a long time, Lin Shen heard a sound in the living room, as if making a call. After another while, Klimans moved to the bed step by step, looking at the blood on the bed sheet, he seemed a little bit incredulous.
"Yesterday... Yesterday I was drunk. Did I force you?"
Klimans Holt had already exhausted his strength to say this.
Lin Shen was finally able to speak. His whole body was so painful that he fell apart, especially behind him. He couldn't close his legs until now, and his legs were shaking in the air without strength. As if unable to watch this scene, Klimans hurriedly found a quilt and covered Lin Shen. Lin Shen's voice was hoarse, and his voice said in an unpleasant voice: "Nothing... Kerry, I'm fine."
Klimans covered it. Face, cursed in French in a low voice: "Fuck, you're okay... I'm damn something!"
Lin Shen didn't hear this sentence clearly. Fortunately, Mr. Liu gave the crew a day off today, and no one noticed them. Missing. Maybe it was because of good physical condition. The sex|things of last night didn't make Lin Shen any pleasant|sense, even worse than strong|violent, but in the afternoon, he was able to get out of bed shaking his body.
Without eating for a whole day, Klimans did not go out at all, but he did not use the kitchen in the room to cook, nor did he ask the hotel to deliver food. He stayed in the living room and didn't know who he was calling. After finally getting out of bed, Lin Xuan walked into the kitchen with his legs shaking and started cooking for the two of them.
Physical pain and inner satisfaction are a great contrast.
Last night, he was with his favorite person. Although it was due to drunkenness, this person knew who he was, and this person actively wanted to have sex with him. This was the most unforgettable moment in his life.
"He likes to look good... Do I want to lose weight..." The
little fat man murmured while cooking porridge. His face was frighteningly pale, and his lips were pale, but there was a sickly red on his cheeks, which was obviously feverish.
After cooking a little porridge and making some side dishes, the little fat man walked to the living room with the plate. He had just walked to the corner and hadn't entered, when he suddenly heard a sound from inside. The voice was frantic and annoyed. He cursed quickly in fluent French, as if he wanted to kill someone now.
"Do you still dare to laugh? I slept with him. I haven't seen so many supermodel stars for so many years. Finally, I slept with him?! Do you know how fat he is? He must weigh more than his height Be big! **!"
"Charlie, laugh again and I will go back to Los Angeles to kill you right away. Damn, he is so fat, he is a pig! Charlie, I slept with a pig, yours Fa Xiao slept with a pig, do you believe it? I, Klimans Holt slept with a pig...**!**!**! Damn, you're still laughing, why don't you die! "
body suddenly froze in place, little fat man holding a dish of warm porridge, just stood in the corner of the living room.
"Yes, I did tell you, I think he's pretty good. But that's a pig! You haven't seen him, he is just a pile of walking fat! I actually did a pile of fat? Me? How could it be fat! Oh**! I can't believe what happened to me last night, how could
I fuck him!" "I can't stand it anymore, I want to go back to Los Angeles, I want to go back. Damn it! It's so disgusting that I don't want to see pork anymore in my life. You quickly book a ticket for me. I can't help it anymore. Let me stay with him for a second and I'll die. Charlie, if you are Don't want to see me become a ghost and go back to find you. Now you close your stinky mouth and tear you to pieces when I go back to Los Angeles. I'm so blind that I will get this fat! I would rather be like a damn skin Just like St, I was infected with AIDS, at least I was on a group of beautiful and handsome guys, not such a lump of meat! Yes, you heard that right, even if I have AIDS, it is better than a pig..." The
voice stopped abruptly, his face Kelimans gritted his teeth and pressed down the anger in his heart. He looked at the little fat man standing on the corner, and after a long time, he asked softly in French, "How long have you been there?"
The little fat man walked into the living room with the dinner plate, his face was scary white, as if he had a serious illness. He opened a smile: "Kerry, what did you just say?"