Chapter 8 Rumors Pei Yan was actually not drunk.
He knew how much he drank.
He had never been drunk at the table.
There is no less meat to eat.
Although Zhuang Xiao had taken away all the stir-fried pork, he still ate the fish head with chopped pepper and crispy duck.
He was very skillful in breaking the bones.
How could Mr.
Pei suffer any loss?
After drinking until everyone was enjoying themselves, the brothers all had red eyes, wiping their lips and putting their arms around each other's shoulders and started talking nonsense.
Even Sarisheng started to talk too much, and tonight it was almost noisy.
While drinking, Sa Risheng said: "This smell is called horse urine in our place."
Pei Yan said: "Fuck, we both drank all night and some of the horses peed.
Why don't you give us a guess?"
Sa Risheng was actually amused and no longer aloof.
The people at the table were in a state of convulsion, as if they had been poisoned, and they all relaxed into their true colors.
The one who can hold his own is the one who never drinks.
Zhuang Xiao probably wouldn't talk nonsense with anyone.
Pei Yan felt that for a person like Zhuang Xiao, even if he drank, he could still stay calm and stop talking nonsense even when he was drunk.
Zhuang Xiao answered a few calls midway, and they sounded like women's voices.
Pei Yan was sitting next to him eating, and no one could hear him clearly as he continued eating.
Then another call came, it was an irritable man's voice, the volume suddenly became louder, Zhuang Xiao suddenly left the table and walked away to talk on the phone.
Pei Yan was indeed not drunk.
He still had a wide tolerance for alcohol and was very sober.
He got up and went to the restroom alone.
He found the men's restroom in the most corner of the restaurant and relieved himself.
When he came out, the corridor was blocked by someone.
The floor in the back hall of the restaurant, next to the kitchen and the back door, is greasy and black.
Don’t be picky about the hygienic environment of Chinese restaurants in Chinatown.
A small passage leads from the restroom to the bustling and brightly lit lobby in front.
Zhuang Xiao was sitting on a chair in the aisle, talking on the phone via a short video, with his legs straightened, blocking the narrow aisle, creating an obstacle.
Pei Yan immediately turned around and looked around as if nothing had happened, tracing some ugly decorative paintings on the wall to kill time.
I didn't want to disturb Zhuang Xiao's private phone call, and I really didn't want to eavesdrop.
The peripheral vision couldn't help but spread over Zhuang Xiao's shoulders and face.
Zhuang Xiao's profile was very handsome in the dim light, with a straight nose and meticulously braided hair.
There was a gloomy light under his eyes, and the shadow smeared from this man's eyes and spread to the entire corridor, and his face seemed to be covered by a veil.
"I'm fucking like this now and you don't care about me.
You heartless little bastard, I'm telling you."
"You are a popular and popular kid in the United States and I am eating shit in this damn place.
You don't give a damn about me.
I didn't take your money.
People outside say I spent your money.
Did I take your money?
You said I had a cigarette and a drink from you."
Do I still owe you some wine?
My son of a bitch is as heartless as that bitch.
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Someone asked me last time.
I told outsiders.
Reporters asked me.
Just tell me what the fuck you are doing in America and dare not come back.
If you become a kung fu star, how can you make a decent movie?
Do you know how to write kung fu star in my day?
Make a damn kung fu movie with the foreign devils. , are you looking for foreign devils to play with your diao over there?
Do you know that you are making movies or selling your assholes to niggas?"
The sound came from the video volume.
The signal was not good and it was intermittent.
It was almost impossible to hear the subsequent words.
It was so unpleasant.
Pei Yan felt that he might have heard something wrong.
His ears were damaged, and 80% of his hearing was affected.
It wasn't that bad.
He turned around and wanted to go back to the toilet.
Otherwise, if you go to urinate again, it will take a long time but there will be no urine.
The men's restroom was very small, and there was only one person inside.
After finally getting out, Pei Yan quickly went in again, shook her hips, washed her hands, and came out.
When he came out, Zhuang Xiao was still sitting in the aisle, motionless, not even a hair seemed to move.
I don’t know what to say.
Moreover, he felt that he could guess who the person on the other end of the phone was who was cursing Zhuang Xiao indiscriminately.
Even an outsider like him knew the gossip.
Zhuang Xiao picked up his phone and whispered something to the screen: "I sent the money to you, did you forget your password again?
The password is the release number of the movie you won the award for.
"The brain has been drunk to the point of being stupid, the brain has been reduced to dregs, and if you drink any more, you will die.
"Are you saying these things over your head?
Can you say it less?
"It's none of your business what films I make here, who I sell them to, or how I sell them.
Don't worry about what happens to me.
I don't need you to support me, so you can take care of yourself."
Zhuang Xiao finally hung up the phone and sat leaning against the wall for a moment, looking aimlessly at the opposite wall with a cold face.
Zhuang Xiao raised his eyes as if he didn't see Pei Yan, but in fact he clearly saw someone and couldn't hide away.
There seems to be a film over the eyes, which can block the person in front of him from a long distance, which means it is very cold.
As soon as the other party walked away, Pei Yan immediately dialed the number and said, "Uncle Wu, drive over and pick me up.
I've been drinking."
Johnny Wu is still wondering.
You just called and said that someone would take you back in a special car and Mr.
Zhuang would take you back in person.
So what happened?
You were drunk and lay down, but you were still beaten and beaten by Zhuang Xiao's younger brother.
Got it The kid had a pretty good drinking capacity and would not lie down easily.
He must have had a conflict with someone from the banker's class again, and he was in trouble.
Johnny Wu and two assistants came to the rescue in a hurry.
This is a dedicated and responsible agent who takes good care of the artist from head to toe and provides one-stop service in both acting and life.
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Every time Pei Yan goes out to meet friends, he can't wait to receive a serial call for his life.
Eat less fried fat, keep your body in shape, drink leisurely, and don't rely on your ability to drink.
You must not get drunk, and don't be followed when you are drunk.
When filming, don’t drive drunk, don’t touch girls after drinking, don’t talk to female actors An agent was photographed by paparazzi and returned home before 12 midnight.
In Pei Yan’s own words, uncle, you have been behind me all day long, talking about me.
Other female managers are acting like artist godmothers, taking care of everything. , so I signed a contract with a man, but you ended up acting like an old godfather, which is quite annoying.
After saying goodbye, a large group of people with their eyes red from drinking stood in front of the restaurant and exchanged greetings loudly.
The black mass of heads is eye-catching under the street lights, and the scale is quite spectacular.
Those who don’t know it might think that some Chinese gang is gathering in Chinatown today to cause trouble.
Zhuang Xiao returned to normal in front of everyone, nothing happened.
Pei Yan nodded to Zhuang Xiao and shook hands.
Nothing happened.
Did anything happen?
He also bumped fists with Sarisheng, who was blushing from drinking.
The two of them drank and there was a cavalry formation.
I peed and still haven’t reconciled.
He got into his agent's car, opened the window and looked out.
Zhuang Xiao put his arm around Sa Risheng, as if holding his ear and said something to Xiao Sa.
Sa Risheng's eyes were red, and he lowered his head and whispered to Zhuang Xiao. .
Zhuang Xiao told Sa Risheng, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Sa Risheng said: "I will take the bus back with them."
Zhuang Xiao put his arm around Xiao Sa's shoulder and said very intimately, "You take my car and I'll see you off.
I don't care about anyone else."
Pei Yan took Johnny Wu's car all the way back to the hotel, listening to the forty-year-old man mother-in-law teaching him all the way.
I told you, Lao Pei, to drink less.
If you drink, you will have a headache at night.
Do you know that the director will ask you to hang a wire when you join the set tomorrow?
You will be as limp as a shrimp with soft feet.
It will affect the filming.
Young people, don’t you?
If you know how to take care of yourself but don’t know how to maintain your health, you all know that you drink the most.
Pei Yan snorted and didn't take it seriously.
Simply preaching has no effect at all.
Johnny Wu made a cruel move: "Drinking too much alcohol affects a man's affairs in bed and affects his sexual performance.
Do you know that you can't give birth to children and give birth to deformed children?
I keep telling you to drink less."
Well."
Pei Yan cursed: "Fuck, is this true?"
Johnny Wu said: "It's true.
I'm doing this for your own good, but I'm also afraid that reporters will photograph you like this."
Pei Yan was so amused by the nonsense: "What did it capture about me?
It captured me that I have no sexual ability, or it captured me that I can't give birth to a child."
Johnny Wu said: "You are always looking for someone to drink with when you are photographed" Uncle Johnny's earnest words were in vain, and there was no use in educating him.
He knew that Pei Yan didn't care.
After all, he is still a child.
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He comes from a wealthy family and has had a smooth life since he was a child.
He has never suffered any hardships or suffered any real setbacks.
He doesn’t seem to care whether he is famous or not, and whether he is famous or not.
Anyway, he is not short of money, so he just follows the circle.
Unlike those people here who come from poor backgrounds and work hard to get a better job, they have an awesome and shining arrogance.
On the highway, there was a vast sea of cars and blurred lights.
Pei Yan changed the subject: "I have read online gossip before.
Did Zhuang Xiao's father seem to have any news?"
Assistant A said: "His dad, if you ask his dad, there seems to be some news, maybe something happens every three days."
Assistant B said: "Dad has no choice."
Assistant A said: "If it weren't for this biological father, he wouldn't be able to enter this circle, and he wouldn't be a star.
The kung fu circle pays more attention to family status and origin than the entertainment circle.
Which sect you are from, which master brought you a disciple, you Whose son is he?”
Assistant B said: "Do you think Zhuang Xiao is relying on his father?
If it were me, I would pay him to go away and disappear.
I would quickly put it in the newspaper and break away from the relationship.
I'm basically holding him back."
Assistant A said: "He didn't rely on his father.
At least his father is also a well-known person in the kung fu circle.
Otherwise, he would have been able to enter the club and boxing, attract the attention of Hong Kong directors and producers, and win the Best Actor at Cannes when he was only ten years old.
Well, he is still eleven years old and said to be Zhuang Wenlong’s son.
The director’s attitude seems to be different.
In martial arts training, bloodline is still important.”
"Eleven years old."
Pei Yan interrupted, listening intently to the gossip of several people in the car, "What happened to Zhuang Wenlong later?"
Assistant B said: "Boxing in any club is a good thing.
Zhuang Xiao was basically sold by his father in exchange for money."
Johnny Wu shook his head and smacked his lips: "If it were my child, he would definitely be reluctant to let him do this, no matter how much money he was given."
Assistant A replied to Pei Yan: "What happened later?
I scrapped it and let my son take care of it.
How could I cause trouble in front of reporters?
Anyway, the house was given away and his son bought it for him.
I don't pay for prostitution."
His son paid for his prostitution."
Pei Yan glanced out of the car window, and the long river of lights and shadows on the road ahead passed quickly in front of his eyes.
His assistant finally made a concluding statement: "It's right for him to go abroad and have a lot of trouble.
Otherwise, he would be full of scandals and family dramas at home, and there would be a lot of dirty stuff."
Pei Yan has also seen them all and has heard about the gossip of the past.
Zhuang Xiao's parents were both martial arts practitioners in the industry.
They were relatively famous at the time, but their marriage failed and they were divorced.
This was nothing new.
A motherless child from a divorced family is basically the same as a fatherless child.
According to rumors, Zhuang Xiao was sent to a club on the outskirts of the imperial capital by his father with a deed of betrayal.
The movie "Purple Blood" is about an orphan from a mountainous area who is snared by a fight club and becomes the club's money-making tool and the audience's thrill-seeking jackpot.
The film uses a shaky camera to describe an extremely realistic boxing ring fight, and renders a cruel aesthetic of violence on the boy's thin body.
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The picture is filled with purple-black blood, making a silent accusation with the blooming blood stains and the withered life.
As a result, this film won the award.
It was a Hong Kong and Taiwan co-production, and it defeated another film from the Mainland in the voting for the award.
That other film was starring a very experienced emperor professional.
It was a tragic film about a small person in the 1970s.
It was also aiming for the best actor, but ended up losing to an eleven-year-old child.
Emperor Professional came out of the award ceremony and met the reporter for an interview.
He said a few rather sour words: That is a child, I am an adult; he is not from a major, and I am a graduate.
I am at a disadvantage in such a comparison, and I will definitely not be able to judge. people.
An eleven-year-old child, he knows how to act and what acting is At that time, Zhuang Xiao knew how to act, but he didn't know what "acting skills" were.
The evaluation of Zhuang Xiao by film critics in the industry is that this young man has no acting skills and does not need acting skills.
He seems to be acting himself.
At such an age, his still childish face has lost the innocence and simplicity expected of others of his age.
When he looks at a grown man who is several heads taller than him, his eyes are weathered and hollow, with a kind of indifference in despair.
Very cold.
Every drop of blood flowing from the young man's body and eyes seemed to be real, the blood flowing from his own heart.
As a result, after so many years, whenever news about a family drama breaks out, the media will recall Zhuang Xiao's performance in Purple Blood as a boy, patch up the wound, and sprinkle salt on it, saying, That is to act yourself and perform in your true colors.
Pei Yan's face reflected the bright lights of the Los Angeles avenue, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.
Everyone's experiences and circumstances over the years are so different, and you know your ups and downs.
Life is like a play, and sometimes acting is just life.
The next day, Pei Yan joined the crew for filming.
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