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Hood stretched out two fingers:

"First, I don't accept any scripts about the relationship between men and women. I only have the commander in my heart, and the contact with other opposite sexes, I can only accept a courtesy handshake at most."

"second……"

Hood turned his head and glanced at An Lun, and continued with a smile: "If you plan to shoot special dramas in the future, or your friends plan to shoot special dramas, please be sure to contact our conductor Officer. He has been a Tokusho fan since a long time ago. If he can act in person once, it will surely leave an unforgettable memory for life, right? Of course, it is not necessary to act as the male lead, only need to arrange for the commander to have a lesser The supporting role of soy sauce will do.”

"I understand."

After listening to Hood's two requests, Pierre finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"First of all, Ms. Hood, please rest assured that the script of our movie this time is about a princess who has subjugated the country. With her unremitting efforts and charisma, she secretly accumulates power and eventually restores the country. The princess' lover, then It is the son of the general who was her childhood sweetheart. But the son of the general died in the war of subjugation before the movie started. So there will only be a few scenes in the princess's memory. If you don't mind, Marshal An Lun It’s perfectly possible to guest star in this role.”

"Secondly, although I am not good at special dramas, I have a friend named Shotaro Ishimori who has a very unique idea and understanding of special dramas, and will start filming a new series soon. If Marshal Anlun doesn't mind , I can recommend you to him."

"I do not mind!"

As soon as Pierre finished speaking, An Lun stood up excitedly.

"Whether it's playing the role of the general's son or participating in Mr. Ishimori's special drama, I don't mind at all!"

As the saying goes, every man will have a special dream for a period of time.It's just that some people have short dreams, while others have long dreams.

Obviously, An Lun belongs to the latter.

His love for special dramas is second only to bunny girls, witches, stewardesses, police girls, nurses, investigators, female bosses, OLs, tutors, Valkyries, heroines, and cute female editors who are always eighteen years old.

If you can act in a special shooting drama, it can be regarded as fulfilling a dream in your heart.

"It seems that Marshal An Lun really likes special photos."

Pierre's expression was a little subtle.

He originally thought that for a person as great as An Lun, the things he likes should be more hardcore.

For example, firearms, or other cutting-edge technologies.

Although the heroes in the Tokusho drama are indeed handsome, compared with the above two, they can only be regarded as cute.

The man in front of him, who is called the patron saint by the people of Petra City, maybe... is more down-to-earth than everyone imagined?

Thinking of this, Pierre tentatively asked:

"Marshal An Lun, do you like high heels?"

"like!"

"What about pantyhose?"

"I like all kinds of black silk and white silk!"

"Leather pants?"

"like!"

"Beautiful dress?"

"like!"

"I understand!"

Pierre wiped his lips with purple lip gloss lightly, showing a particularly charming smile.

Marshal An Lun seems to be in the same category as him.However, he is still suppressing his own nature too much!

Of course, Pierre didn't say what he thought.

Thank goodness he didn't.

If An Lun knew what Pierre was thinking, it would be difficult for him to get out of this kind of tutelary mansion in a healthy way today.

An Lun really liked what Pierre said just now.

But he likes to see beautiful girls wear these things on their bodies, instead of wearing these women's things on himself!

You want An Lun to wear women's clothes, so he can't use his big hairy legs to give you a pointed fist.

"Marshal An Lun, today's conversation is really pleasant."

Standing up and shaking hands with An Lun, Pierre said with a smile, "After getting to know him, I found out that Marshal An Lun is... cuter than I imagined."

"???"

Holding Pierre's hand, for some reason, An Lun suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

He always felt that the way Pierre looked at him just now seemed a bit like... the way Fusang usually looks at Shancheng, the way a sister cares for her sister?

"Miss Pierre, you have been honored."

"Don't be humble, Marshal Anlun." Pierre shook his head and glanced at the watch on his left wrist: "It's getting late today, so I'll take my leave first. In two days, I will take Hu Miss De's contract and script, I will visit again."

"Then there is Mademoiselle Laupierre."

"No, no, it should be that I have Marshal Lawrence and Miss Hood."

Patting his leather pants and stepping on high heels, Pierre left the 727 tutelary mansion smoothly under the escort of An Lun and Hood.

Outside the iron sliding door, a black nanny car was waiting for him.