Chapter 15: Drinking wine Everyone was in a good mood for the rest of the night.
Tony said that he paid for all the drinks alone, and the whole group started drinking.
Someone set out a row of wine glasses from one end of the long table to the other.
It's a narrow cup for drinking foreign wine, one size larger than your thumb.
Fill it all up.
Everyone was drunk, and a few people started to drink together around the table.
Pei Yan pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, her eyes dimmed and shining with water.
He bumped the director with his elbow: "Dad, if I win, you can give my buddy an extra scene."
Fat Cha was already drunk and was not very clear-headed.
He looked at him indifferently: "What kind of dick show are you adding to the show?"
Pei Yan thought to herself, Damn, I want you to add a dick scene for the two of us, just for the two of us, but Zhuang Xiao won't be happy with it.
He marked the table with the bottom of the cup and the cup, and gestured as he spoke: "In the script, for the last battle on the island, add a scene for Zhuang Xiao and let us both do it at the same time."
Fat Cha stared at him with red eyes: "Why do you two add to the drama?"
"Haha," Pei Yan curled her lips, "Drink, what's wrong."
People around him blocked him and said, "Drink."
Pei Yan used his palm to shake up the row of wine glasses in front of him.
The six glasses in the row in front of him jumped, but the wine was not spilled.
He said, "Stay away.
I'll drink it for Mr.
Zhuang.
I can drink it all."
A group of people were making noises, laughing and cursing, and someone said, "After all the drinks, I'll order a girl for you tonight and let Tony pay for it."
"It's not rare," Pei Yan replied, "I'll keep it for you and your father."
Pei Yan drank one cup after another and turned the cups upside down one after another without hesitation.
Some people are born not allergic to alcohol.
They don't feel drunk because they are born with a large amount of alcohol.
For the last two glasses, Pei Yan held one in each hand, drank the two glasses of wine together, and drank them all in one gulp.
Zhuang Xiao frowned and plucked his shirt from behind: "Drinking too much is harmful to your health, so stop drinking."
Pei Yan squinted his eyes, swallowed the spicy drink in one gulp, opened his mouth and took a sip of alcohol with the person at the opposite table, and the spicy smell came out of his eyes.
He suddenly took his shirt out of his trousers, lifted it up, and showed off his snow-white eight-pack abs.
He was sexy and arrogant, causing all the men and women around him to whistle.
"Do you want to see real Drunken Boxing?
Just come up and say hello, come and practice."
Pei Yan raised his eyes and challenged the people at the table.
He picked up the wine glass with a half-smile and showed a standard "persuading wine to change glasses" style, domineering and arrogant.
Sweep the table.
Everyone laughed in a low voice, no one accepted the challenge, who dared to practice with him?
Of course, the one who has the ability to repair him is holding his clothes behind his back to tell him to restrain himself.
Don't be too arrogant.
Tony, the male protagonist that night, was a moderate drinker.
He started to feel dizzy after just two drinks.
His cheeks turned red and his eyes had peach blossoms.
He laughed a few times from time to time.
He was silly and quite funny.
At the wine table, there was a mediocre guy who could only talk in vain.
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He started talking about his love history and bed experiences, and bragging about the girlfriends he had dated.
Sure enough, those who are frustrated on the set will be damn successful in love.
Girlfriends and women are always a topic of conversation.
Everyone at the table was chatting hotly with saliva, but Mr.
Zhuang and Mr.
Pei both fell silent.
Someone is teasing Tony's little white chicken.
You only drank two glasses of wine at the wine table.
How many minutes can you last in bed?
Tony said seriously, hold on for two hours, don’t you believe it?
The director, the old pervert, laughed loudly, "You can do it for two hours, you guys can do it for two hours, one hour for your left hand, one hour for your right hand, the actual operation only takes twenty seconds."
These words were so rude and disrespectful, making Tony's child blush.
A group of people started laughing, and wine spilled on the table.
The waiter happened to be serving the dishes at this time, and the "beef tartare" served was actually raw minced beef.
On each person's plate was a lump of minced meat larger than a fist.
Raw beef minced with a knife, mixed with herbs, onions and garlic, and finally topped with a bright yellow raw egg.
This dish is tasty enough.
Pei Yan said with disdain: "These people usually eat the taste of this hairy person, and eat their hair and drink their blood."
"This is still a famous dish.
If you don't like it, just leave it alone.
Don't force it."
Zhuang Xiao said, began to spread the minced raw beef on the bread slices, opened his mouth and took a big bite.
Pei Yan looked sideways at someone and suddenly smiled: "Raw beef and eggs are aphrodisiacs."
"I don't need it."
Zhuang Xiao rolled his eyes at him, "Do you need it?"
The director's assistant and the cameraman also came over, with drunken eyes, and talked nonsense to them: "This thing is really a fucking aphrodisiac.
Try it, ian, it will make you stronger after eating it, hahaha."
There is already too much yang energy, and I can't hold it down anymore, and oil is leaking out.
Pei Yan thought to himself, just eat it.
He poked it with a bread knife a few times, pounded the raw egg into a thin yellow color, and mixed it with the minced meat.
He rolled up some raw meat bread and stuffed it into his mouth happily.
The focus of the chat shifted to the two of them.
The director's assistant asked: "Hey, are there any girls around?"
Zhuang Xiao shook his head indifferently: "It's divided."
"It's a fucking shame to be single," the cameraman shouted, "It's such a waste of money for a man like you to be single."
The director's assistant asked Mr.
Pei again: "Baby, where are you?"
Pei Yan shrugged: "Too many, do you want to ask me how many there are?"
"You're bragging," the director's assistant scolded him, "I asked you how many seconds you were in bed."
Pei Yan glanced at the other party sideways: "I'm good at big jobs.
I'm strong and won't fall.
Can you try it?"
How bad is his English?
ck big hard ttotry
He only learned a few rudimentary words from his speaking teacher, but he dared to say them, and others could understand them.
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Moreover, he cooperated with his actions and took the wine bottle that he had just emptied from the table, and placed it on his waist, vividly.
It’s just that big, do you understand?
Mr.
Zhuang next to him frowned, his dimples almost bursting from his laughter, and the man next to him looked crazy.
There were boos in the bar.
People at the table whistled and booed him.
You have such a bad temper and a bad temper.
You must be a single dog.
Who can take in someone like you?
"Ian, no wonder you and Mr.
Zhuang are so good at kung fu," Tony looked at him with admiration, "You are single, you can still eat and drink so much, and you have nowhere to vent.
Are you two using all your physical strength and energy to practice kung fu every day?"
Pei Yan was speechless.
Tony, this guy, hit the nail on the head.
There was nothing wrong with his words.
Tony meant no harm and said very seriously: "A few years ago, my aunt lined up to adopt a little girl from an orphanage in China.
She was very beautiful and cute.
I heard that many girls drowned in China.
Giving birth to a boy will prevent many of you from getting a wife, is this a thing?"
Cao Peiyan thought to herself, what kind of unscrupulous media was responsible for washing Tony's head?
Zhuang Xiao replied: "It happened only twenty years ago, so it's not that serious."
Tony shrugged, his eyes red from the drunkenness, and said innocently: "Even outstanding men like you can't get a wife in China, and you have to be single without a girlfriend.
No wonder all Eastern men are good at fighting, everyone is uceee, because all your yang energy is used to practice kung fu, right?
Your pandas know kung fu."
Pei Yan was too lazy to answer, and of course he couldn't tell the truth.
He could only eat the raw beef balls from the CD and continue to practice his Nine Yang Magic.
He looked sideways at the people around him, and there was a film of light on Zhuang Xiao's stern face.
Zhuang Xiao didn't say anything, and ate quickly, wiping the plate clean with a few slices of bread, as if he wanted to chew the entire plate.
His body was burning inexplicably, his throat was thirsty, and he had nowhere to vent.
The scene in front of him was shaking a little, and the lights were messy.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
He felt that there was not only a single dog here, but also a dog that was hopelessly infected with rabies.
The director probably drank too much, so he staggered towards the bathroom.
Pei Yan saw Zhuang Xiao taking a step forward, holding the director's arm, and they even ran to the bathroom together.
They had to go to the bathroom in pairs to urinate.
After more than ten minutes, the two people came out of the bathroom.
The old guy was drunk and swaying all the way around.
His fat body wanted to be lifted up by Zhuang Xiao so that he could walk.
Zhuang Xiao left the director to others and turned to Pei Yan in a low voice: "He agreed and will consider revising the second half of the script."
Pei Yan suddenly became happy and bumped fists with Zhuang Xiao.
Zhuang Xiao whispered again: "The script is not changed casually.
The screenwriter has a lot of power.
The screenwriter has the final say.
We need to discuss and carefully consider the plot on the island and re-sculpt it.
If possible, we will change it tomorrow."
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I’ll discuss it with the screenwriter and director in detail.”
Zhuang Xiao still does things neatly and without any effort.
It seems that Fei Cha and Mr.
Zhuang have a good relationship and are acquaintances.
They can be easily persuaded and adopt reasonable suggestions.
"You must have drank a lot and your eyes are red."
Zhuang Xiao patted Pei Yan on the shoulder, "Leave your car here and I'll take you back to the hotel."
"I won't be popular when I drink, and I will never lose face when I drink."
Pei Yan said.
"It's not a good thing to drink leisurely from now on."
Zhuang Xiao frowned.
Pei Yan took a deep breath into the palm of his hand and covered Zhuang Xiao's nose.
Zhuang Xiao pulled his hand away and avoided it: "It smells bad, I really can't stand the smell."
The group of them walked out in groups.
Go into the corridor and wait for the elevator.
Tony and a few people got on the first elevator, while the others waited for the second one.
As soon as the person paying the bill left and the elevator door closed, a group of people started gossiping behind them without any sense of loyalty.
Whoever said that respectable upper-class people in suits and ties are virtuous if they don’t gossip.
"Damn, this kid is so proud, he really knows how to get a girlfriend."
"Isn't she the daughter of the boss of Universal Pictures?
Who the hell doesn't know?
Tony is awesome and knows how to pick people."
"He has a handsome face, is good at work, and has a cowardly temper.
He obeys what he is told.
Rich girls like this."
Therefore, films invested by Universal Pictures will choose newcomer Tony as the male lead.
Therefore, this male lead will never be replaced, unless the daughter of the investor’s big boss wants to change her boyfriend.
In every corner of this world, many things are going on like this, depending on your ability.
This kind of ability is not just a simple and crude boxing and kicking skill, it is not based on your well-developed limbs and how capable you are of fighting.
The director's assistant glanced at Pei Yan with a flirtatious look in his eyes, and tapped his chest with his finger: "Tsk, Ian, you are still too young to be successful and play the leading role, so you should learn a little better."
"There's really no way to learn this," Pei Yan shrugged, with a bohemian expression on his face, "Does the big boss of Universal still have a son?"
When he opened his mouth, he spoke English with a Tianjin accent and stumbled over his sentences.
Others may not have heard the words clearly.
Zhuang Xiao turned to look at him.
Pei Yan didn't dare to look at her.
She almost bit her tongue in excitement and spoke too much.
A group of drunk guys continued chatting while stepping into the elevator.
It seems that the great director has known Zhuang Xiao for a long time, and he was drunk and unceremoniously revealed the private information: "Where is that girlfriend from before?
Why aren't you married yet?
Let me tell you, the ending is always no proposal, so I can only It’s just a one-on-one relationship, who the hell is still bothering you?”
Zhuang Xiao said: "I don't want to get married."
Fei Cha said: "Haha, young people are wild at heart.
Play for a few more years before you have enough."
Zhuang Xiao's face was expressionless: "What's the point of me getting married?
I think someone like me knows how to get married."
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"Besides, for someone like you who always gets married, you don't have to get married in one shot or two.
It's like making a movie.
After the honeymoon, the wedding is finalized and you're ready to film the next one."
Zhuang Xiao made a sharp sarcastic remark to the old guy, and a group of people laughed.
Fei Cha himself also laughed hoarsely.
He was stunned and gave Zhuang Xiao a hard slap in the face.
Pei Yan was also expressionless.
She tried her best to hold back her emotions and looked outside the glass elevator room.
The entire city presents a dimly lit night scene, with thousands of lights dancing with the stars in the sky.
"I won't get married, and I can't stay with anyone for a long time."
"When you're used to it, you're free and you don't have the heart to talk to anyone, so don't go out and trick people." "" Zhuang Xiao's words echoed in his ears.
From the top-floor restaurant of the city center hotel to the underground garage, the elevator plummeted, bringing with it a lonely sinking heart.
The lights of the city reflected in Pei Yan's eyes, and the subtle look in his eyes was slightly disappointed.
He is not so careless and heartless as he appears.
The sightseeing elevator is like traveling through a time tunnel, with countless arcs of light flashing in the field of vision.
The streets are busy with traffic, and everyone's life is passing quickly on the road with their own rhythm.
Meeting by chance, passing by each other is already fate, and then we run towards our distant unknowns, can we still have any thoughts?
The trip back to the hotel was quick.
Fortunately, there was some traffic jam in the city center, so Pei Yan could stare at Zhuang Xiao's profile while driving for a few more minutes.
Zhuang Xiao took out a cigarette, opened the car window to ventilate the air, and knocked the ashes out of the car with one hand.
"It's your smoking that's bad for your health."
Pei Yan said.
"Don't smoke."
Zhuang Xiao glanced at him.
"I don't smoke, I don't like the smell of cigarettes."
Pei Yan felt a little sad again, she really had no luck.
When Zhuang Xiao took his left hand out of the car window, he had quietly pinched out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the storage slot inside the car door.
"The driving is very stable."
Pei Yan said that Mr.
Zhuang is worthy of having driven in a rally.
"I'm afraid you'll puke in the car if you don't drive smoothly."
Zhuang Xiao snorted.
"I couldn't vomit in your car even if I vomited on the street."
Pei Yan said, "I really didn't drink too much, I was sober."
"How much do you have?"
Zhuang Xiao looked at him again.
"I'll have a drink next time and let you see."
Pei Yan replied.
"Don't, I'm afraid you'll go crazy and be unable to control yourself," Zhuang Xiao said.
Before Pei Yan could say anything else, he turned the steering wheel and arrived at the hotel where he was staying.
The distance between the two of them is so short.
Good times are like a faint fire, and the heat can only be reflected in the corners of the heart.
"Thank you."
Pei Yan waved to Zhuang Xiao and got out of the car without any fuss.
"Hey, no need to help."
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Zhuang Xiao leaned over and looked at him with concern.
"Do you want to carry me upstairs?"
Pei Yan turned around.
"If you use my back, you won't bump on the stairs."
Zhuang Xiao looked at him seriously.
Pei Yan had already walked towards the hotel door, waving his hand behind his back: "Let's go, you can go back."
There is no way, your Grandpa Pei is too strong, you really don’t need to carry it.
I'm not used to looking weak in front of anyone, even in front of Zhuang Xiao.
Is it possible that I have to pretend to be weak like Liu Fufeng or Xiaoniao Yiren?
I really can't do it.
As soon as I entered the hotel lobby, my feet felt weak and I collapsed suddenly.
I was very tired.
It was either because of the effects of alcohol and I still had enough to drink, or it was because I suddenly felt lost and uncomfortable.
Pei Yan did not walk towards the elevator in a straight line.
He suddenly made a sharp ninety-degree turn and rushed towards a wall like a convulsion.
The moment he hit the wall hard, he held back his strength and knocked his forehead against the wall three times.
Down.
I feel like I'm doomed this time Johnny Wu was waiting in the lobby.
As a responsible, responsible and loyal "child's godfather", he was about to prepare a life-threatening serial killer to bring the child back.
Johnny Wu was so frightened that he rushed over at a trot and hugged Pei Yan: "What's wrong, you old Pei?"
"It's okay."
Pei Yan pulled his face back from the wall and resumed his nonchalant expression.
Johnny Wu smelled it and said: "Drinking again" Pei Yan: "Foreign wine is so fucking awful, not as good as Niulanshan Erguotou."
Johnny Wu: "Then don't drink anymore, really" Pei Yan smiled, walked away and strode towards the elevator, his eyes a little watery: "After drinking it, I feel better.
If it's okay, I'll go upstairs and masturbate and I'll be cured."
Johnny Wu: "" Johnny Wu's face changed drastically, and he kept following him anxiously, asking in a low voice: "Lao Pei, were there reporters outside the hotel just now?
Has anyone seen you?"
Pei Yan said disdainfully: "Where is the paparazzi who knows me?
Who the hell am I?"
He went upstairs with a bruise on his forehead.
The author has something to say: The first 800 words of this chapter are the Chinese Valentine's Day theater that was posted on Weibo before, and the wine fight. : Yanyan was sad. gd1806102: