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4:04:01 am.

The windows on the 22nd floor of the hotel opened a little gap, and the gauze and curtains fluttered gently. The autumn wind was intoxicated and the moonlight shone slanted.

The Yellow River sprinkles among the white clouds, and two lonely cities are soaked in snow.

The Qiang flute plays the song and touches the willows, and the spring breeze crosses Yumen Pass in a dark way.

The Miss Hong Kong Trials - Swimsuit Event replayed by TVB is playing on the TV.

Beside the bed.

I stepped on a goblet resting with a glass of wine stains, and a black *** hung next to it, which was covered in mess.

The TV was suddenly replaced by another station, from a swimsuit competition to a sports event broadcast by ATV.

Wu Xiaozu pillowed his head with his hands and leaned against his body on his pillow. He leaned against the wide round bedside head, naked with bronze skin, sweat, hard chest, strong abdominal muscles, and two carved dog waist mermaid lines were eager to try.

The cigar on hand is placed in the crystal ashtray.

In fact, the TV cannot see the image at all, and can only hear the sound. Because what catches your eyes is a swelling and shaped peach that is shaped like a panting and squinting.

Unfortunately.

The voiceover of the commentator who "The End of the Game" came from the TV. On and off the field, both games were stopped and the tactics were all out, and they were officially over.

"call…"

Wu Xiaozu squeezed the cigar and sucked it, and spit out a thick smoke at the peach.

tonight.

He tried Gao Lihong's acting skills. His various skills and postures were indeed slaughtered by Ying Renjin. Fortunately, Wu Xiaozu had a deep accumulation and was more skilled, so he was able to use his skills to impress his profound understanding of dealing with them. The two talked about Stanislavsky from Freud.

Gao Lihong was a little uneasy at first.

Director Wu used a large number of Freud's theories to appease her and told her about Freud's important theories: conscience is an inner feeling, a resistance to some abnormal desire restless in our bodies.

So... Wu Xiaozu taught Gao Lihong not to resist this abnormal wish...

He also told her that the content of the dream is due to the formation of wishes, and its purpose is to satisfy wishes.

So Freud said that dreams are the beginning of fulfilling all wishes.

How can you have dreams? Of course, you have to sleep to have dreams.

In this era, if men don’t understand psychology, they will be embarrassed to roll off the bed sheets? Stanislavsky’s performance theory has Freud’s theory.

Therefore, a good director must be an excellent dream maker.

After all, sleep is the beginning of all dreams.

If you can't sleep well, you won't have a good dream. At that time, the director needs to give the actor an injection to help her fall asleep and create dreams.

Good directors and investors must also avoid middlemen making profits! Master the first-hand source of the gun.

…

The woman had long legs and M-shaped figure lodged on Wu Xiaozu's abdomen, and her whole body was limp. She was obviously very tired.

Wu Xiaozu was really enthusiastic in this scene, without reservation.

A comprehensive drill and investigation of Gao Lihong's posture and voice in her performance was conducted. An actor must have a good body to withstand high-intensity filming.

The words are rough or not, and tolerance is very important.

Acting,

In fact, everyone has it.

You are playing the role of yourself you are used to in front of your relatives, so acting cannot be said to be unique to actors, but it should be said that all wise people will practice it.

The actors' performances are not beyond this perception.

Therefore, in addition to external training, the main focus is the actor's understanding ability. Obviously, an actress like Gao Lihong, who knows that she is not talented but learns humbly, will not have too poor understanding ability.

There are many purple-red strawberries and purple-green traces planted on the snow-white body. It is not an easy job when the actor performs. Life is not just about the misery in front of him, but also about wetness and perfection.

Gao Lihong held Wu Xiaozu's calves and cut his nails with an exquisite nail clipper. Her concentration looked a bit warm.

So, is the basic skill of the entertainment industry?

"Ding bell~"

Motorola's big brother's ringtone broke the atmosphere in the room.

"I'll call so late, I'll answer..." Gao Lihong put away her nails with a tissue and quickly spoke, "Don't move."

Bang.

One sound.

It sounds like opening a bottle of wine. Pull out the radish and bring out the mud.

Bang!

Wu Xiaozu grabbed Gao Lihong's waist and walked out of bed to answer the phone.

At this point in time, no matter what, it is not good for Gao Lihong to answer the phone. It is a clear relationship with you and my heart. Why bother to let the other party get too involved in your life?

This was 1987, not 1887. It would be better not to fantasize about Sanguchi Sixangels.

Wu Xiaozu has always been a cold-hearted bastard. Of course, he thought he was still far from a scumbag.

The scumbag is not talking about how many girls they slept with, but you have given countless girls a lot of thoughts, making them think they have a chance. This is the scumbag.

Just play with other people's health, why bother with other people's feelings? Such people should despise them. This is an emotional liar. The scum of society, the scum among scum.

Wu Xiaozu spat another breath of smoke into the radish pit.

At this point, Wu Zhazha made a great deal, so she would never leave any thoughts on others. In her bones, Wu Xiaozu thought he was really a supporter of feminism. As a fish stealing fish, there is no need to keep a Pacific Ocean at home, right?

"I am Wu Xiaozu."

Wu Xiaozu heard the voice in the receiver and his face was calm, but his tone seemed particularly concerned: "Well, okay, Sister Fang, don't worry. I will take this matter to heart. Is it okay?

Don’t cry for now, I will deal with this matter. Do you know which road it is? It’s too wild to do things... OK, I’ll be here soon."

Putting down the big brother, Wu Xiaozu habitually tapped the tabletop with his fingers.

"Brother Zu, what's the matter?"

Gao Lihong lights her toes, her long legs are slender and straight, her lower abdomen is flat without any fat, and she handed a glass of white water with concern.

Wu Xiaozu's eyes turned, dull and uninterrupted, "Do you like children?"

“…”

With a flash of his hand, the cup almost fell to the ground.

Gao Lihong looked a little panicked. Just after the two of them communicated, she secretly raised her legs and was seen by the other party?

Thinking of this, Gao Lihong dressed innocently said: "I will take measures later."

"Some things can be done, some things are better not to do."

Wu Xiaozu suddenly smiled, squinted his eyes, and looked at the mixed-blooded shaking M on his body, and he was considered a smart person.

It is more eye-catching than Lao Wang of his own. That guy only knows that after the incident, he is obviously not as good as pia on him.

Wu Xiaozu thought about what was happening on the phone, pondered for a moment, and looked at Gao Lihong.

"If it's convenient, wear your clothes. Maybe...a child needs your help to comfort and take care of him."

"Oh..." Gao Lihong gently brushed her hair, covering up her panic.

...

4:15 am.

Bawen Building near the subway station in Yau Ma Tei and Jordan, Hong Kong Island.

The narrow aisle and dilapidated houses contrast sharply with the subway and tall buildings next to it.

The Bawen Building was launched in 1961, attracting many middle-class people to buy it, but more than 20 years later, it was already very dilapidated and became a small residence for the lower-level citizens to choose to live.

Hong Kong Island has not been a paradise since the day it was born.

The red paint was filled with various words for debt collection, and there were no signs of feces or water on the door. The corridor was messy, and the rag was piled up randomly, and flies were buzzing.

This is not Kowloon City, but compared to it, there is only one wall missing.

"It's a pity, and it's annoying to see you!"

Fei Cheng slapped the man squatting on the ground and pretending to be a salted fish. The man was wearing only a pair of rag shorts. Next to him was a woman with her legs raised and smoking cigarettes, big eyes and well-proportioned figure. Fei Cheng frequently glanced at him.

"Call it!"

Fei Cheng looked at the narrow room, spit out the gum in his mouth, wiped the sweat, and kicked the man who was squatting there with his head in his arms, "Wife, you dare to come over to play? Do you know that he has a husband?"

"Big Boss...Big Boss...I don't know she has a husband."

The man on the ground flew with tears and snot, pointed at the beautiful woman, and kept begging for mercy to Fei Cheng: "She came out to play, let's have some drinks, I told her that she could take her to Australia, and you caught him without any trouble. Boss, I will pay money, I will never sleep with your wife again..."
To be continued...