Feng
Mang《锋芒》The Talent
Feng Mang, Chapter 8: Will become famous sooner or later.
After visiting
Han Dong's house, they had another meal together.
“Where are you
from?” Li Shang asked.
Han Dong said, “Inner
Mongolia, What about you?”
“From Anhui
Province, I came to Beijing to study at university. I just graduated last year.
Although I studied science, I always like acting. I always want to try it. By
the way, I heard that Wang Bao Qiang was discovered at the gate of Beiying
factory?” [1] Wang Bao Qiang is a famous
actor in china
“Don't dream.
Isn’t that a blessing that has been cultivated in a several life times
incarnation? What's more, Wang Bao Qiang didn’t just came. He was a Shaolin
Temple disciples. They do martial arts. Are you here from a Shaolin Temple?”
Li Shang asked, “Then
why did you stay here for so many years?”
“Because
sooner or later I will be famous.” Han Dong's voice is very natural.
“How do you know
you're going to be famous?”
“I worked it out
myself.”
Li Shang asked
jokingly, “Can you figure out when you are going to be famous?”
“It's almost
there.” Han Dong wiped his mouth and leaned back in his chair and looked
proudly. “It should be this year.”
Li Shang didn't
believe, but didn't refute Han Dong's face. For the sake of auspiciousness, he
also asked: “Then you can see if I can be famous?”
Han Dong looked
at Li Shang carefully for a while, and his eyes suddenly fluctuated strangely.
His tone was half joking and half true, “OK, boy, you’re going to be famous!”
“Well, how do you
see that?” Li Shang asked with interest.
Han Dong knocked
on the bowl with his chopsticks and said, “Because your figure is very similar
to mine.”
Li Shang laughed,
hands clasped, “Thanks for your blessing, thanks for your blessing.”
Han Dong let Li
Shang live here first because he didn't find the right place to live. Contrary
to Li Shang's expectation, Han Dong, who is good at calculation, didn't ask for
his rent, and he also said, “Man, I don't lack money.”
At night, Li
Shang poked Han Dong while cleaning up the room. “Hey, I said, you have so many
inflatable things in this room, shouldn't it be less about that?”
“You mean
inflatable dolls?”
Han Dong's
unfettered question raised the heads of nine men at the same time.
“Are you kidding?”
Han Dong poked Li Shang’s forehead.” I never lack women around me. Why do I
need it?”
At the same time,
the nine - room men collapsed their shoulders.
Because of a new
environment, the sound insulation is not good, Li Shang had some troubles
sleeping. Han Dong is a heartless host, hogging the pillow. Li Shang stayed up
until 1:00 in the morning, he was just a little sleepy, Han Dong on the side
was murmuring in a low voice.
“Lean to the
door, can you? I haven't shot for half an hour.”
The friend who
was leaning to the door replied, “Laozi JB is like yours, slow your temper.”
Li Shang suddenly
came to the spirit, “Fxck, you didn't fall sleep?”
There was no
answer only the sound of breathing.
Li Shang looked
around, Han Dong eyelids were closed, breath is even, and there is no sign of
waking up at all! Li Shang was surprised. Could he have said something his
dream? The man who turned slanting towards the door...can a person hold a
conversation while he is a sleep??? I can talk about it all together. How can I
live in this place after that?
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