"Of course!"

"I feel very good!"

"Group photo? Ah...how could I be missing from this matter?!"

All of a sudden, most of the people hurriedly wiped away their tears and came to them.

There are a lot of people in the crew, so if they are slow, they can only stand in the corner.

That's so boring!

"The Hunger Games" crew is very strict, but also very casual, as long as it is not in the shooting schedule, there is usually no celebrity to speak of.

"I just want to ask, after the group photo shoot is over, can I take a photo with Xia alone? I will pay for it myself!"

"I-I-I-"

Xia Yu smiled, "What's wrong?"

A cold winter rain, a dark night with a faint light, the manor, the old villas lined up with lights and candles.

But the truth is in front of us?
"Go out to sober up and talk about something by the way?"

"have a drink?"

*
Kill the feast.

After many tortures, she was able to predict:
Because this time the real wrap-up banquet, going their separate ways, someone will definitely get drunk.

"A movie, a role, maybe you will be interested? According to the role of the role, it should be the number one male."

"The Hunger Games Series" was filmed for a year, and the bits and pieces passed by like the tide of time in a few seconds and a few moments.

Xia Yu stood up and said with a light smile, "When Zhuang Jiu wakes up, we can sign the contract."

Sam Boyd: "There's no reason for me to say no, isn't there? About when will I be able to sign?"

as predicted.

"Huh?" He was a little taken aback.

They were standing in the corridor outside the house, next to the wall, with the roof less than two meters wide above their heads - there was no way to completely block the light rain, which was very small, but when the wind blew, the raindrops fell from their faces. brushed on...

Worried about leakage of content.

He thought Xia Yu came to toast.

And in the middle corner of these two completely contradictory, there is another world:
Two misfits sat on the ground.

He still doesn't know why.

Sam Boyd took a deep breath of cold air, and at this moment his body and mind are completely awake!
Without much doubt, why did you choose him?Naturally, she has her reasons, doesn't she?

The mind is clear, but the expression is slightly drunk.

A riveting and hauntingly silent story, told in a woman's voice full of stories.

Xia Yu leaned closer and patted him on the shoulder.

What he only knew was that in just one second, in one instant, a lot of memories appeared in his mind!
He didn't even know the real reason. The filming of "The Hunger Games Series" this year was clearly "quiet", but in his heart it was like a storm, accompanied by thunder and thunder, which was deafening!
This peaceful and shocking shooting journey is over.He's just a supporting character with a lot of subdivisions.Perhaps, after the release of "The Hunger Games Series", he will usher in a short "spring", and there will be a "long-lost quiet" life like Haymitch!
But his heart told him thousands of times that he really wanted to have a face-to-face performance confrontation with Xia Yu.

Xia Yu's voice was not hoarse,

Ok.

She didn't want to make trouble in this area at all, and it would not be as simple as being scolded at that time.

"Forget it, this cup is mine, this cup is still mine, it's all mine!"

"It's a story about a mother who lost her daughter and complained to the world because of multiple traumas!"

It has been described.

Xia Yu was one, and the other was the silent and sullen Sam Boyd hiding in a corner.

From adulthood to the present, except for work, sleep, and the rest of the time, almost all of them are spent in disco.

The story is very short, only took more than ten minutes, the cause, process, result...

Even if there is wind and rain on the ground, they are isolated between these two worlds...

Sam Boyd's head, which was slightly drunk, suddenly seemed to be poured over like a basin of icy water.

"Ok?"

But her experience, her lines, and her ability to empathize still give her voice a unique sense of story.

She was in the rain on a winter night-this scene will probably be firmly remembered by Sam Boyd for a lifetime!
No distractions.

In the whole venue, there were not many people who were not drunk and were still quite sober.

Carnival.

After all, those who can grow into their appearance will be the focus of any disco occasion——

The drizzle was like silk.

Whether it's something that you can't forget, there must be an echo, or something else, he doesn't know.

Inside and outside the villa, there are like two worlds, one is quiet and cold, and the other is lively and frenzied.

Wake up instantly.

No matter how much noise, it seems to be isolated from the outside.

"You drink, I drink!"

It was arranged for that night.

In the next second, his thoughts had returned to the very beginning of the filming of "The Hunger Games 1", the "provocation" that he still finds he can't let go of. He laughed at himself a year ago, "How could he ever So stupid and arrogant, ignorant and shallow? '

As a life producer and chief production manager, Meng Dong still needs the crew to be fully prepared.

In fact, the whole story can be told in one or two hours, but there is a lot of content that cannot be said!
It's the same as giving scripts, generally only giving one-third of the purpose.

With the volatilization of alcohol, in the world in Sam Boyd's eyes, the passage of time seemed to slow down.

Although it is ridiculous, because Xia Yu's coffee position is much higher than his.

After a long silence.

The entire carnival reception seemed to be silent for an instant.

The slow passage of time in front of his eyes overlapped with the trajectory of reality a little bit, he turned his head:
The girl is still like a girl, with her hands crossed behind her head, a straw in her mouth, and a wine glass at her feet. The wind and the wind are blowing, and her hair is flying, casual and free and easy.

Zhuang Ling and Ashley, the "carnival sisters", directly became the two wildest women, and even people, in the entire reception.

There is no doubt that even the men present do not have as much experience as they do when it comes to disco dancing and drinking.

He is not a devout believer, but at this moment, thank God!

He didn't know that Huaxia has many very artistic words, which can describe this wonderful night rain!
it mizzles.

"What kind of a story?" he asked.

The reality is long.

That's another world.

Foreigners are enthusiastic and unrestrained:

Nine times out of ten they are drunk.

If you can't drink gastric perforation, it's nothing to worry about.

After staying abroad for several years, Xia Yu is still not used to being wet by the rain—walking into the rain, wanton and free, calling each other for freedom and the world?Only occasionally, usually she prefers dry ones.

It's just that the outside of the house is quieter than the inside, which is more suitable for discussing cooperation.

After the conversation with Sam Boyd was over, Xia Yu said hello and returned to the caravan without continuing to follow the carnival.

Whether it's drinking or making noise, Xia Yu can't compare with Zhuang Ling and Ashley.

A good night's rest is the business!


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