MTL - Superstar Aspirations-Chapter 172 The only only first love in the world 4

Rong Rong has been listening to the old Holt said that his son's recent state is not right, and in fact, the situation of Crimmans is indeed very abnormal.

Everyone in the Hollywood circle knows that Crimmans Holt has never been very good at getting along, but people are considered to be proud. The film he shot was a box office, and his father was there. No one could stop him from entering the film circle. As long as he entered the film circle and entered the audience's field of vision, he would never be able to leave.

Since we can't afford it, can't you afford it?

No.

Many insiders who are not familiar with Crimmans have recently discovered that the director has inexplicably started to lick himself. Participating in the same banquet, just saying hello to each other, but Clemans did not even bother to respond, did not respond at all; then attended the same award ceremony, sitting next door, the whole ceremony without saying a word And still look at you with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Is there a sick Hollet? I didn't provoke him. He didn't give me the chance to audition. Instead, let the three-line model go to the audition. I went to the five seals and also participated in Rosalind's Gao Dingxiu!" ”

"Don't mention it, me too. What advice does he have for me? I am going to participate in a magazine interview. The cover character and interview of the magazine is Krymans Holt. As a result, he met me in the magazine. It is straightforward to say that if I am the cover of the supplement, he will not accept the interview. Fuck, I am sick."

There are not many cases like this, but it has also happened.

Even Old Holt did not understand how his son had not looked good to others recently, and even an investor who wanted to invest in the new play of Clemans, it is reasonable to say that he will be very happy and have a good time talking with each other. But in fact, Kremans ruthlessly refused the other side's investment, and even refused to see one side.

It is because he is Cremans Holt, who dared to offend people. Otherwise, he was already put on a sack and thrown directly into the corner of Beverly Hills, and became a three-level disabled.

Old Holt is not a particularly competent father, but the necessary care is still there. So he finally couldn't help but find his son's private residence. He asked: "Why did you reject the investment of the oil company? Now your investment has not been fully settled, the other party is very generous, and there are also the purpose of borrowing movies to avoid tax. Isn't this your favorite?" The most important thing is, why do you suddenly leave your face when you eat, and everyone is not happy.

Crimmans was rarely at home, and he did not expect to be caught by his father. In the face of such a serious father, the director of the blond blue singer raised an eyebrow and smiled like a smile: "I don't like him, why should I accept his investment? Do you think that I still have a little money, Lance? ”

Old Holt can't believe: "Will you spend money with money?" His son is a famous miser in Hollywood!

Kremans stepped away: "Whoever wants money, can't have the money of that disgusting guy."

After all, it is not happy.

In the end, Old Holt did not understand what was wrong with his son, what he could do with money, and why not give others a good look.

However, the world is so big. It is also a person in the entertainment circle. It is rare to be able to see the side for fourteen years. But when you really have the chance to meet, it is hard to go to the other side.

On the red carpet of a music awards ceremony in France, Kremans took a Japanese song, and immediately accepted the interview of the reporter. When he turned around, he stopped at the place. I was a little surprised after that day and whispered, "What happened, Kerry?"

After a few moments, Klemans said faintly: "Nothing, I saw someone who didn't want to see." The voice fell, and Kremans came with the female companion, not far away, Lin Biao and Chu Qi were signing Sign on the wall.

The two signed each other while arguing with each other. Lin Biao said without words: "I am so hard to participate in an event, why should I walk with the big man on the red carpet."

Chu Qi was not happy to hear it: "How, Ermu, are you talking to your predecessors? I am your great predecessor. According to the rules of the last century, you should walk behind me and help me with the pen to move the chair. ,do you know."

Lin Biao: "Is it better to help your old man to walk the red carpet?"

Chu Qihaha smiled: "No problem, come, Xiaolinzi, help the palace out!"

In the Qin crazy group, the only singer is Chu Qi and Lin Biao, who is not the main business actor. Lin Biao is actually only making a joke. Like participating in this kind of international music award, he often walks with the Chuqi on the red carpet, because if the female singer in the country is invited as a female companion, it is somewhat difficult; the female singers from abroad are invited to I am not happy.

The two people simply consumed the internals, and when they were sitting together, they could also chat and chat.

However, for a long time, the award ceremony officially began. The judges were sitting in the middle of the first row, and the guests sat behind them. Lin Biao and Chu Qi sit on the edge of the three rows on the left side. This position does not have too many shots, and it is very convenient for two people to fish. But the two chatted and chatted, Chu Qi suddenly said: "Hey, the director judge who was invited this year is Cremans Holt?"

Lin Biao suddenly became a stiff body, and he followed Chu Qi’s gaze.

"Yes, his last year's musical drama box office was very high, and the effect was very good. He was also a normal judge." Chu Qi smiled. "It seems that the possibility of winning the prize today is not small, Lin Biao. Please eat after the prize, do you know?"

Lin Biao took back his sight and was dissatisfied: "Why is it possible for me to win the prize? Chu Ge, your chances of winning the prize are not low."

Chu Qi said: "The Cremans Holt is not like pursuing you?"

Lin Biao: "..." After a moment, he clenched the armrest, but his face was still a helpless expression: "Where did you hear the gossip message!"

Chu Qi said: "Isn't it? I saw it in the newspaper a few months ago. It is not the same thing. It is not that he has watched your concert for several times, and he has been in China for a while."

Slowly loosened the fingers that pinched the armrests, Lin Biao said without words: "Do you believe in the magazine?"

This is not the case.

However, what Lin Biao and Chu Qi did not expect was that the winner of the best foreign language song of the French Leicester Prize was Lin Biao. When the Japanese queen sang the word "Lin Biao" loudly, the blonde director holding the trophy also took a moment, then turned to look at the Chinese little king who had already stepped onto the stage.

The line of sight meets on the stage, and more than a dozen shots are aimed at the stage, and the expressions of the winners and winners are photographed for live broadcast worldwide.

Lin Biao smiled and walked to the center of the stage step by step. He gestured smoothly and seemed to want to take over the trophy in the hands of Crimans, but Crimans did not hand him the trophy immediately. Lin Biao looked up and looked at each other, but saw the blonde director slowly twitching his lips, revealing a satirical smile.

Crimmans sent the crystal cups to Lin Biao's hands. Like every award-winner, he naturally extended his arms, gently embraced the winner, and then said the words of blessing in his ear: "...Since it happened so much, I still want to have a night tonight? Love? I am always there."

Lin rubbed his lips, then released his arms, and smiled and embraced the Japanese queen.

The two award-winning guests walked down the stage with the lights shining, leaving only the singer with a baby face to start talking about his winning speech. Japan’s Tianhou had not left the stage, and suddenly heard the sound behind her. She couldn’t help but feel: “Lin’s English is really good.”

Kremans didn't say anything, just looking down at his fingers and wondering what he was thinking.

Later that day, he said: "Because of the pronunciation of the language, we Japanese people want to learn English well. It is really difficult. Lin's English is really good, Kerry, you are Huaxiatong, the Chinese star of Chinese is like this. Ok?"

Crimmans smiled: "Is his English good?"

After that day, I stopped: "Is it not good?"

Kremans said carelessly: "It’s too bad to describe. Listening to him, I feel it is a torture."

Some frowns after the day: "You shouldn’t criticize Lin, Kerry, he didn't offend you."

Kremans smiled twice and didn't answer any more. After that day, he had a bit of resentment against him, but he thought that in the Hollywood circle, the director was not very popular, and she was relieved. After all, people are born differently. Unlike her self-made singer, people have a good family and don't need to look at anyone's face.

The award ceremony ended soon. Although Chu Qi said that Lin Biao should be invited, they are going to attend the dinner after the ceremony tonight. The two and a few Chinese singers came together to form a circle and laugh and communicate. In the latter part of the dinner, many people left, and Lin Biao and Chu Qi also planned to leave.

But as the two went to the gate, a female voice rang behind them: "Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Chu Qi turned and saw each other, smiling: "Long time no see, Miss Fujiwara."

Fujiwara Yuko smiled and said: "It’s good to call me a friend. Lin, congratulations on winning the prize, I am very honored to be able to award you."

Lin Biao nodded: "Thank you, Miss Youzi."

The words just fell, and suddenly there was a chuckle. The three couldn't help but turn their heads. I saw Krymans standing on the side and looking at Chu Qi and Lin Biao. The smile on the lips looked like how to feel friendly.

Fujiwara Yuko was shocked. She just thought about greeting her old friend, but she forgot her male companion is this very difficult to get along with Crimans Holt. Recalling that at the award ceremony, the other party’s unfair evaluation of Lin Biao, Fujiwara Yuko even regretted, but had to use fluent English to reluctantly say: “That Chu, we will have the opportunity to revisit the old.”

"Chu Qi??" The pronunciation standard Chinese suddenly sounded.

Fujiwara Yuko's English is not good, but her male companion is a director who is very good at Chinese.

Chu Qi didn't think that this little Holt would suddenly talk to himself. He didn't think too much. He reached out and smiled and said: "I am Chuqi, hello, Crimans Holt. I heard Rong Rong said Your business, your last year's "The League of the Names" is very good."

Chu Qi’s hand does not mean that Crimmans will reach out. He looked at the 50-year-old Chinese king of the year, and he saw that Chu Qi was unhappy. Even when he wanted to take back his hand, he shook it up: "I have never heard your song. Have you sang any songs?"

This way of speaking is simply drawing on someone else's face, not giving people a little step.

Chu Qi is not a soft persimmon, but others will have to make it up. He didn't think about filming, he didn't need to look at his face, so he smiled coldly: "I didn't sing a famous song. Holt director didn't hear it very normal, and didn't need to listen." ”

Crimmans "Oh" said: "So I can't get the prize today?"

Chu Qi suddenly had a cold expression, but he didn't speak yet, but he listened to Lin Biao's smile next to him: "Director Holt, it's not wrong to be ignorant, but it's ridiculous to show his versatility, it makes people laugh. Sorry, Forgetting your Chinese level can only make you have a normal conversation. It is not enough to know the meaning of this idiom. I should say it straightforward. If you are ignorant, you should read more and enrich yourself. Why? Run out to make people laugh?"

"you!"

Fujiwara Yuko looked at the situation wrong, and quickly waved: "The waiter, please help me... ah!"

Originally, Fujiwara Yuko wanted to find a waiter to interrupt the conversation, but did not expect a waiter to be behind her. She opened her mouth and the other party subconsciously looked at her. The two immediately slammed together. The red wine was sprinkled on her pure white high-dress, and the waiter was scared directly.

It is impossible to wear a no-name card at any award-winning ceremony like Tianyuan Yuzi. It must be the high-end dress of the top luxury brand. For example, this dress on her body today is Rosalind's high-definition this year, priced at least 300,000 US dollars.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the waiter was anxious to get a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains on the skirt. Fujiwara Yuko continued to hide, knowing that it would make the situation worse when he wiped the stains. The waiter quickly thought that he couldn't rub it with a handkerchief, but she was so anxious that she didn't know how to pay for it, and even the tears came down.

The waiter kept saying the words of apology in French. The English of Fujiwara Yuko was very uncomfortable. The French didn't know anything. At first, she could still say two sentences in English, but then she repeated it in Japanese. "I really don't need your compensation. This thing is also wrong with me. Don't cry. Miss, don't cry, don't cry..."

After the waiter calmed down, he wanted to communicate with Fujiwara Yuko in a very good English, but her English was not good in itself. Fujiwara Yuko couldn’t understand it at once, and the two suddenly fell into a deadlock.

The organizers rushed to find people who would speak Japanese and English on the spot. However, the people on the scene had already gone almost the same time. They could only go to the agent of Fujiwara Yuko.

Seeing the waiter crying red eyes, crying to be fainting, Lin Biao stepped forward, grabbed her hand, whispered: "She said let you not cry, as long as you don't cry, compensation is good. discuss."

The crowd suddenly stopped.

The waiter looked at the strange oriental youth in front of him. Lin Biao frowned, thinking that the other person did not understand his own words, and repeated it in French: "She said that as long as you don't cry, she can do it if she compensates. Come down, okay." The line of sight fell on the name card on the waiter's chest. "Don't cry, Limus."

When I saw that the waitress finally didn't cry, Fujiwara Yuko finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much."

The waitress said a hoarse voice, Lin Biao turned to Fujiwara Yuko: "She said she is willing to pay compensation, no matter how much. It is only possible that she can not make so much money at a time, I hope you can be graced. She, don't take her to court."

No one expected that the fluent Japanese would say this from the mouth of a Chinese singer. Lian Chuqi was so shocked that he widened his eyes and looked at Lin Biao incredulously, as if he knew him on the first day.

So in the coordination of such a Chinese singer who can speak Japanese and French, Fujiwara Yuko and the waitress can finally communicate normally. However, for a long time, her agent also rushed to the scene. Now that she had a broker to translate, Lin Biao finally got rid of the task of the translator.

When he left, Fujiwara Yuko still held his hand and said seriously: "Thank you, Lin, I didn't expect your Japanese to be so good."

Lin Biao did not speak, Chu Qi smiled for him: "Use him in the future, hahaha, I have known him for so many years, I don't know that he will still speak Japanese."

Fujiwara Yuko said in Japanese: "Listen to your accent, it seems like a little taste of Bodo. Lin Sang, have you studied near Bodo?"

"Hakata?"

Fujiwara Yuko turned around and said: "Kerry, can you speak Japanese? Do you know Bodo?"

Crimmans’ eyebrows slowly wrinkled into a ball: “I and Liu Lao filmed the movie nearby, but I don’t know Japanese.”

Because of the need to solve the problem, Fujiwara Yuko stayed for the follow-up affairs. After Lin Biao and Chu Qi said goodbye to her, they left. However, they walked into the parking lot and there was a male voice behind them: "Have you been to Bodo?"

This sentence uses Chinese to say that Chu Qi has turned his head reflexively, but Lin Biao seems to have heard nothing, pulling Chu Qi and leaving.

Kremans rubbed his brows uncomfortably, strode forward, grabbed his arm and pulled the little king to himself: "I don't know if you are so good in Japanese, and English is not bad." What else do you have that I don't know?"

"Mr. Holt, what are you doing!" Of course, Chuqi could not see his friend being so strong.

Kremans raised his anger and said: "You are a wife. Do you want to spend the night with him? Love? The circles of your Chinese people are so messy and so dirty, you are not afraid of being known by your wife?"

Chu Qi widened his eyes: "You have a problem, what night? Love, you..." The sound stopped abruptly, Chu Qi suddenly understood what, his eyes squatted back and forth between Lin Biao and Clemans. Two people said: "Don't you say... you guys..."

Kremans smiled and pulled people into his arms: "He belongs to me tonight. I don't care if you want to play in the future..." The face suddenly burst into tears. Kremans squinted and looked at the man who dared to throw his fist at himself.

However, Lin Biao smirked, and a harmless doll's face was a mocking smile: "Yes, Mr. Holt, how do we want to play, how it is played, and you have nothing to do with it, I am chaos." It’s dirty. But this kind of thing pays attention to one thing, I want it, I don’t have anything to ask for you. I thought it was a good skill before you decided to try it. Now I know that you are useless, who wants to Are you going to bed?"

When the voice fell, Lin Biao took Chu Qi and left. When he got on the bus, he directly turned the key.

Kremans was so angry that he immediately chased it up: "You give me a clear idea! Who is useless, I have no use, you don't know it yourself! You are actually with this married woman, He is twenty years older than you, you are not disgusting, you..."

As the car went away, the sound faded away. Chu Qi was still immersed in the explosive news that had just been received. He did not return to God. Suddenly he was suddenly braked. He was struck by a safety belt and immediately looked at Lin Biao on the driver's seat. But when he saw the other party, he suddenly slammed. Hold on.

I saw the baby face youth sitting in the driver's seat with red eyes at this moment, his hands clenching the steering wheel, his lips not leaking a hint of voice, but the tears kept flowing from his eyes.

The tears seemed to be endless. He wiped his hands over and over again, but he kept sloping.

For the first time, Chu Qi saw such a Lin Biao. When Rong Rong did not join the group, the youngest of them was Lin Biao. At the beginning, he went to contact the child to join the group. He and the other party were both singers. They lived more time than others. Now they look at each other. His throat is a little bit awkward and can only be handed out with paper towels.

"Chu... Chuge, I am fine... He actually heard your song, and knows... you know that you are not an unknown singer. He likes your "bell" very much, he is... I am angry with me, I thought We are that kind of relationship..."

Chu Qi’s throat hurts. He couldn’t help but ask: “Are you apologizing for him...”

The words fell, and the cry could no longer stop. Lin slammed his mouth and refused to let out a little voice, but he cried for more than ten minutes. After the tears couldn’t flow anymore, he smiled hard and turned to look at the predecessor who had been taking care of himself. He hoarse and said: "In fact, I was a long time ago, probably this figure..."

Raise your hands and draw a circle in the air.

The smile on his lips was paler. He said seriously: "At that time, my weight was bigger than my height. Many people said that I was a pig. It was a lot of things many years ago, Chu. Brother, about 14 years..."

The author has something to say: the ultimate in slag... um...

In fact, Kerry really belongs to the kind of knife and mouth, and the essence is not bad. . .

Then... go to the vaccine. . . .