Waiting Upon You - ~ Scene 68 ends

Ye's colleague struck by his desk and saw Ling Lang's agent startled.

"What's wrong with him?" The man asked Ling Lang's assistant who was walking through the magazine.

The assistant glanced disgustedly at this side. The agent was sitting on a chair and watching the ceiling silly, the saliva was almost dripping, a typical idiot.

"Ignore him," the assistant looked unbearable. "Since Ling Lang thanked him publicly on the stage that day, he has always been that way."

"Speaking of that," a gossip colleague immediately came over, "Do you know that the true identity of the person who died in the car accident has finally been ascertained?"

Speaking of this incident, the assistant was angry, "Is it clear now? The police are too irresponsible," if they had n’t revealed their identity before, they would have disclosed the news, and Ling Lang would not have suffered so hard. Hang up, "Who is it?"

"It is a wanted man who has been at large for a long time."

"Wanted? What crimes have you committed?"

"The intention is to pour sulphuric acid into Linglang and add chocolate to Linglang's coffee."

The assistant took a deep breath. "It was him. How did he get into Feng Hao's car?"

"According to the driver, they stopped at the gas station when they were on their way to the airport. Feng Hao got off the bus during that time, and he drove without looking closely. Entertainer, you know, wear sunglasses and hat. Who knows who is who. "

"Then what?"

"Then the fugitive revealed his identity and held the driver to change lanes. The driver refused to do so. The two men were beaten up in the car. What happened was what we knew," the colleague shrugged.

"Oh my god, why did n’t the driver say such an important thing?"

"He said that he had hit his head in a car accident and had amnesia. He just remembered it."

The assistant covered his eyes weakly. "This old stalk really works wherever it goes."

"The fugitive was wearing Feng Hao's clothes and had his credentials on his body. When he died, he was completely unrecognizable. No wonder he was wrongly identified."

"What about Feng Hao? Does he have amnesia too?" The assistant asked angrily.

"He said he was locked up after being held hostage by the fugitives, so he couldn't show up, and now the police are hunting for the same parties."

"... Are you sure that what you just said is true, aren't these people filming?"

Colleagues spread their hands, "God knows that if it was filming, the actor who played the fugitive was too dedicated ... By the way, you have been very busy lately," and he looked at the stupid agent again. "

The assistant took his gaze back to the magazine and "see the parents."

Ling Lang was sitting at the dining table, and he was not so nervous in his audition for the first time in his memory.

This tension stems from the three surnamed men around him, including Feng Hao of course. As his gentle yet majestic master, Feng Hao's intentionally or unintentionally exposed side often awed him, and multiplying this awe by three was his feeling at the moment.

Feng Hao's elder brother was not the first time he saw him, but the oppressive feeling that the other party brought him was not as strong as it is now, and Feng Father was an old man who looked very majestic. Upgraded version. It can only be said that when these three people get together, the gas field is multiplied, and it is no wonder that Ling Lang, who has always been unwilling to lose momentum, has also fallen behind.

"Don't be nervous," Feng Hao inserted a piece of food from his plate to Ling Lang. "With me, they won't treat you like that."

This seemingly consoling word might as well not say it. Sure enough, Brother Feng sneered dismissively, "It's like when you are away, we will treat your little ... like a lover."

He changed his mouth quickly, but fortunately Ling Lang didn't hear him clearly, another person appeared in the restaurant attracted Ling Lang's attention.

The man came from outside, bowing politely to his father, "Master."

"Well," Father Feng nodded, "is the injury intact?"

"There were no major issues at all, they were all speculated by the outside media."

Ling Lang, who had a weak memory of his face, carefully identified it for a long time, and finally this dialogue reminded him, "Isn't he ...?"

"Yes," Feng Hao affirmed his doubts. "He was the driver who accidentally sent me to the airport halfway."

"But I remember in the newspaper that he was actually hijacked and hurt his head by amnesia?"

"I have been with the master for many years," and the driver who answered him, "I was a fatal drag racing tribe when I was young. Later, in an accident, it was the master who saved me. Without the master, I would die seven years ago. Now. "

"In fact, this is not the first time we have met," he told Ling Lang again.

Ling Lang was surprised when he heard that, he couldn't remember when he had met with this person.

"I have been a drag racing stand-in for your three movies, and you have gone backwards for eleven times on the highway, leaped four times at high altitude, hit two trees by car, and fell off a cliff once."

Ling Lang was stunned, Feng Hao was snickering.

"So my main career now is film and television doubles, part-time bodyguard drivers, professional paparazzi, good at tracking and anti-tracking, fake car accident scenes, insurance claims, this is my business card," he handed it in respectfully, Ling Lang mechanically picked up Already.

"So ... were the previous car accidents acting?" Ling Lang asked uncertainly.

"In order to better serve as a stand-in, I also took a performance class at night school," the driver admitted indirectly. "Ms. Ling thinks my acting skills are acceptable?"

It's not just fair, it's deceiving people all over the world. "Why do you do this?"

"Because there are nasty guys who have been asking us for trouble," said Brother Feng. "They either want to kill you, or they want to kill my brother. In order to paralyze their intentions, they have to sacrifice one of you." . "

As smart as Ling Lang, he quickly guessed, "Is it Yi?"

"He also contributed," Feng Hao said.

"Why wasn't it me?"

Feng Hao smiled at him, "because I can't bear it."

"Even if I forged a car accident, those people did not stop monitoring us, which is why I could not contact you. I just didn't expect that you would make such a decision. In this matter, your brokerage company The confidentiality work is simply better than that of the Security Bureau. No matter how many times we ask, we say that you have gone abroad to relax. "

Feng Hao's words solved the confusion of Ling Lang for many days, "Sorry, because of my affairs, you have caused a lot of trouble for you ..."

"You don't have to worry about this," Brother Feng suddenly interjected. "Our family members never lose money, and this is also true of others. It is the same for our own family. The surname Yi has troubled us for years, and now he has paid off. As for yours, That one, "he said, without a deep look at Feng Hao," I believe there will be some people to recover it with interest. "

Ling Lang was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Do you still not understand this? My second brother has been a pervert since he was a kid. You didn't know he was a kid ..."

Feng Hao put down the tableware, "Brother."

His elder brother had a faint threatening element, and Feng Xiong kept his mouth shut with interest, but Feng Si, who had been taciturn, said, "How can you judge your brother like this? It's like where you are better than him." "

Ling Lang: "..."

Feng Father turned to Ling Lang kindly. "Don't take your brother's word for heart. My little son is very good at everything, but he was too subjective in his childhood and refused to accept discipline."

Feng Hao seems to be dissatisfied with this evaluation, "How can I not accept discipline?"

"Did you say?" Facing his son, Father Feng turned into that stern old man again. "I want you to stay in the United States to study, what film school do you have to go back to to study in the country?"

"Because I want to be an actor, don't you always encourage us to have our own goals?"

"Since you like acting so much, why did you drop out of school again?" Ling Lang asked the old confusion.

"Because he owes millions of people, he has to sell himself to pay off his debts," Brother Feng sneered, holding the corner of his cup, and that smile was obviously not good intentions.

"What do you owe so much money to?" Ling Lang asked in surprise.

"Of course it's to raise a little star," said Brother Feng, raising his eyebrows, still the same tone of beating.

Feng Hao glared at the other person with dissatisfaction, "It's just an investment. Besides, am I not returning to the original?"

Brother Feng lingered Ling Lang meaningfully, "Well, even the interest was brought home."

Ling Lang processed this huge amount of information and put down everything in his hands incredibly.

"Are you Mr. Mo?"

The three surnames present exchanged glances with each other, and the curvature of their mouths was exactly the same.

"Not only he is," said Brother Feng at the end. "Me too, we are both."

The current situation has completely exceeded Ling Lang's ability to think, so Feng Father solved his confusion.

"Young man, do you know how old Mr. Mo is this year?"

Ling Lang hesitated and said, "Sixty ... no, seventy years old?"

Father Feng smiled and shook his head. "No, he is 110 years old this year."

Ling Lang stumbled.

Feng Father slowly said for him, "A long time ago, an elder of our family was a very famous person of that era."

"On one occasion, he did a major event that was very influential at the time, but unfortunately, in his capacity, he could not admit that it was his own act. So when others asked him, he edited it casually. An alias, Mr. Mo. "

"Later, this was learned by another member of our family. When he encountered a similar situation, he also got away with the same name. Slowly, everyone else continued this habit, no matter what we did right Things, wrong things, everything that can't be acknowledged is pushed on this person. "

The old butler who stood by his side suddenly interjected, "One time I accidentally hit someone's puppies outside, and the name was left."

The other four turned to look at him collectively, and the old housekeeper coughed. "I'll go to the kitchen to see if the dessert is ready."

After the old housekeeper left, Ling Lang still couldn't understand, "Since the name has existed for so long, why hasn't it caused doubts?"

"Do you know why people believe in God? Why should they be afraid of ghosts?" Feng Father asked him, "Because no one has ever seen a real **** and ghost, the characters in the legend are always more mysterious than the humans who can see them. , And it ’s easier to be awesome. Over time, no one dares to question his existence. ”

"Mr. Mo is such a person. He is based on baidao, has been underworld, he has done good deeds, and he has also killed killing. He was in China in the morning, noon in the United States, and in Dubai at night. Elusiveness has made him mysterious and unpredictable in that person's population. Everyone has heard of it, but no one has ever seen it before. "

"In the past 100 years, our family members have been using this name to move around the world, and slowly established a foundation named Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo's name has more and more assets. The extent to which someone is assigned to take care of him. This person, in our family, is called an agent. "

Ling Lang looked at Feng Hao unclearly, "So ..."

"If you want to dominate Mr. Mo's connections and assets, you have to be an agent," Feng Hao continued. "Becoming an agent means giving up your original identity."

"Not even acting?"

"Of course not. The agent's job is very hard. If no one wants to take the initiative, we will draw lots."

Such an important identity was actually decided by a lottery, and Ling Lang almost wanted to look at this family.

"Fifteen years ago, my brother unfortunately won the lottery."

"Fortunately, my second brother soon begged me."

"He forced me to sign a tenement contract with him for ten years."

"I said that the Feng family never suffers, whether it is an outsider or their own."

"So," Ling Lang interrupted the two brothers' singing and harmony. "It's you who is behind the TV all the time?"

"How else would I know you so well?" Feng Hao smiled.

It was the first time that Lang Lang had entered Feng's study, but he couldn't be more familiar with the decoration in front of him.

"It turns out you're in this position and watched me for ten years," Ling Lang swiped across the desk with her fingertips.

"In the beginning, you were like a hedgehog," Feng Hao recalled with a smile, "I rushed to my teeth and danced at every turn, just like you now."

Ling Lang's eyes fell on the side of the sun flower, and Feng Hao noticed.

"Do you like it? My birthday flower, and I also have a Japanese character in it."

Ling Lang pursed his lips. "Why didn't I find out earlier? You and him even speak in the same tone."

"Perhaps because in your mind, Mr. Mo has always been an old man with white hair," Feng Hao answered with a smile.

"You were only twenty years old," Ling Lang stared at Feng Hao. "Have met me on the stage, why did you do so much for me?"

"I said that, because I fell in love at first sight," Feng Hao stared at Ling Lang, too. "Your eyes are as beautiful as the golden retriever I raised."

"Which one did you keep as a kid?"

Feng Hao nodded slightly, "It's also one of my love, but unfortunately died in the end."

"I remember ... I ate something wrong?"

"Chocolate." Feng Hao's expression was a little sad. "I had a quarrel with the children of my neighbor's house. He ate a lot of chocolate with my dog ​​by feeding me, in revenge. It was too late when I found it."

Ling Lang was speechless for a long time.

"Then," Feng Hao lowered his eyelids. "Do you know what I did?"

Ling Lang shook his head.

Feng Hao raised a weird arc at the corner of his mouth, and even his voice changed, "I asked someone to hypnotize him, washed away his past memories, and made him mistakenly think he was a masochist. When he saw me, he wanted to be mine Dogs, even chocolate. "

His words spread to Ling Lang's ears, the eyes widened incredibly.

Feng Hao's hand slowly raised, and when he saw that he was about to touch the other's face, Ling Lang stepped back in horror.

"Ha ha ha ha," Feng Hao couldn't help but bent over with a smile, "I made you play, you really believe it."

He pinched Ling Lang's neck. "Senior, is my acting skill good?"

Ling Lang was still in the shock that Feng Hao brought to him, and he didn't know which word of the letter would be better.

Feng Hao deliberately opened his mouth. "Senior, I have done so much for you. Do you still doubt my motivation for you?"

"But in the restaurant just now ..."

"Is that what my elder brother said?" Feng Hao smiled. "In fact, my dog ​​was murdered. I was so angry that I lied to the house and locked him in the cage where Jin Mao lived."

Ling Lang can now understand why Feng's evaluation of Feng Hao was abnormal since he was a child.

"However, he yelled quickly and shocked my brother. He let go and criticized me again."

"But because of this incident, I was very excited at the time and made me understand my sexuality."

"Later, I checked a lot of information and taught myself Psychology. Then I learned that not only do people like me in the world like to put people in cages, there is also a kind of people who like to be put in cages. I can only say, God It's really fair to make man. "

"Since then, I started looking for someone who was willing to be caged by me until I met you."

Ling Lang raised his head. He looked not only to his lover, but also to his benefactor, his master, who entrusted his body and mind to the only person.

"When I see you at first glance, I recognize you, just like I was in a litter of newborn puppies, and I saw my golden retriever at a glance."

He stroked his cheek. "Although I waited so long, thankfully, you finally came to me."

——When I first saw you, you were on stage, I was off stage, and I looked up at you, but you couldn't see me.

-In order for you to see me, I can only stand high enough to make you look up as soon as you look up.

-I have been here waiting for you to look up.

The author has something to say: Every time I finish an article, I will fall into a very low mood, just like the period of Gao Gao's post-CD period, which will produce a strong sense of self-violence and self-abandonment. After "Under the Foot", this sentiment was particularly strong. The whole person dried up quickly like a balloon leaked, even if the outline was in hand, there was no word, and it took far longer than I expected. Of course, I'm not trying to make excuses for "Looking Up" for more than half a year. The stain is the stain. Even if it is turned over, it is black history. Seeing that there are so many readers who have never given up on me, I am very touched and full of guilt, especially for readers who bought V for the first time, I regret to have made such a bad impression on everyone. It is indeed my state of mind that Feng Hao's son wrote something, and these days I have not been brushed OTZ. I can only say that if I still have creative inspiration, this irresponsible thing will never happen again. behavior.

The story of Feng Hao and Ling Lang finally wrote the ending in its entirety, and it did not end in a hurry. Some readers mentioned that the previous large-scale revisions were also completed as early as half a year ago. The deletions are all those that I think are redundant, and new elements have also been added. The entire outline is only revised and not deleted. Although I am not very satisfied with this article, I have devoted the most energy to it, and I think it is worthy of both.

I recently raised a golden retriever with very beautiful eyes. I accidentally broke it a few days ago, and my two front legs were broken, making it a little melancholy. It has long been said that screenwriters cannot write bad things, otherwise they can always retribute to themselves. If there is a protagonist in the next article, he must win the lottery.

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