True Star Chapter 141, Volume 2 The Budding Talent, 13: Small demands

True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Chapter 141, Volume 2 The Budding Talent, 13: Small demands

Talking about Tang Feng deliberately rubbing the wounded area hard, Ginno gritted his teeth in pain: "That's how you treat lifesavers!"



"Seems like I'm the one who saved you in the end, right? Otherwise, you'd be sure to get your ass kicked in a pig's head by Charles.”


“How do you know that kind of violent evil man, he doesn't suit you at all, Tang, really, you'd better stay away from those people, they're all heartless vampires." Ginno looked at the man in front of him who was extremely close to him, Tang Feng's stammering lips still had some redness in them, one could imagine how it was done.


Mr. Ginno felt that he not only suffered a wound to his abdomen, but also to his chest, which should have been kicked by Charles the dog, or else it would have been sore and sore.


"I've got internal injuries, my chest is throbbing, damn it, I'm going to court to sue him!" Not only did his chest ache, but he was so breathless he felt he was dying.


"Don't be a child, you're going to sue him? I guess you'll be punished by him in the end, don't forget you started it, Mr. Michael Ginno." "This guy was so impulsive, he just hit Charles without asking him anything, and I don't know if Charles, the guy with a grudge, will hate Mr. Ginno for it, he'll have to go home and kick Charles' ass.


Tang Feng was staring at Mr. Michael Ginno, who was staring at him like an aggrieved big boy, and it was really an illusion when he first saw Mr. Ginno in China.


Born into a wealthy family, well educated, the prince of the world, spoiled by his family and The Broker's stinking virtue.


"The next time I see him I'm going to beat him to the ground!" Mr. Ginno swore darkly. Tang Feng laughed, he didn't think it was going to be so, Charles's full body of hard muscle was definitely not something that was worked out in the gym, just from the way Charles and Mr. Ginno fought, it could be seen.


The way Ginno threw his punches was clearly taught by his trainer at the gym, rules were much more and went for good posture while kicking.


Charles was like a rogue, fights with no rules or routines at all, and at first glance, he knew that he had a lot of experience in actual combat, and that every move he made was straight to Mr. Ginno's most vulnerable spot.














Martial arts?


Oh, forget it.


When it comes to the real sword and guns, who will talk to you about martial arts, it's not a fair fight unless it is in the ring.


Mr. Ginno didn't play his role very well during the afternoon shoot, and Tang Feng was able to go home early because of his discussion with the Director about some of his roles.


There is still a big bear named Charles waiting for him at home, and in the middle of the day Tang Feng signed an unequal treaty in exchange for Charles's "reprieve" and departure.


Then while waiting for Tang Feng to pack his things and his assistant to prepare to leave, the person who brought the car over was actually Lu Tian Chen.


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"Mr. Lu, haven't you been busy lately?" Tang Feng has been sitting in the co-pilot's seat for several days now, and although it's not every day, intermittently Lu Tian Chen comes over to pick him up, and this man is supposed to be busy." I just have to account for it to the people under my hand and wait to collect the money myself." Feng-zi slowly drove out of the set and Lu Tian Chen glanced at the man while hitting the steering wheel, "I'm an investor, a businessman, not a hard worker, right?"


"Yeah, yeah, I'm the hard worker." You capitalists who exploit labor.


Lu Tian Chen smiled, and Tang Feng suddenly felt that no matter if it was with Lu Tian Chen or Charles, the more peaceful and natural they got along with each other, the more the initial contradictions, strangeness, and precautionary warnings seemed to fade away with each day's conversation, which should be a good thing.


Maybe in the end they could still be friends, just friends on good terms.


"Charles came to see you at noon and said he wanted to surprise you." It wasn't long before Lu Tian Chen spoke about what had happened today.


Surprise? Forget it, in Tang Feng's opinion the degree of shock is a bit higher, he took a breath and rolled down the car window a bit, the weather is really hot, the sun is about to bake the ground as the smell of anxiety everywhere.


"Well, surprise, a very, very big surprise indeed, he punched Mr. Ginno, although it was Mr. Ginno who started it in the beginning, but it was all a misunderstanding." Tang Feng looked out the window and sighed, estimating that it wouldn't get cooler until the evening, the wind was actually still hot on his face, and he rolled up the car window again. “Charles landed a hard punch.”


Tang Feng smiled and looked back at the man, "It sounds to me as if you've fought him?"














"There are occasional times when men need to hone their skills." Lu Tian Chen hooked his lips as if he was reminiscing.


He imagined Lu Tian Chen and Charles beat each other up, and the good pro put his head slightly over: "How did you guys fight in the ring? Who won?"


"Who do you want to win?"


"Well... I guess it's a toss-up, although I haven't seen you fight, I remember you saying you were good at beating people up, and Charles I just had the pleasure of seeing what he looks like beating people up, so I guess you guys should be about the same." Tang Feng said with a frown and a slight analysis.


Lu Tian Chen laughed lowly, and the laughter coming from the depths of his throat sounded very joyful.


"Well, that's right, you're quite right about all that."


"Is this slander?" Lu Tian Chen always speaks half a sentence, the heart of the hooker tickles, for Tang Feng, who is practicing martial arts, to slander that he is now very interested in all fights or martial arts.


In the end, he is only half Chinese, having grown up in the United States in his past life, although he has since gone on to take charge of Chinese language and culture, but his education is for American purposes, and his friends around him are also a group of Americans, who do not know much about the real Chinese culture and martial arts.


Charles is a half-breed, similar to himself in Tang Feng's eyes, but Lu Tian Chen is different, this guy at least appears to be a solid Oriental from the outside. "Shouldn't I then get some promise from you as Charles did." This is not a questioning sentence, the tone of the statement already indicates that the businessman Lu Tian Chen does not want to do free services.


"Power guys, vampire-like capitalists.” “Thanks for the praise." The face has a tendency to move toward the thickness of the walls.


Tang Feng, who was most afraid of meeting thick-skinned people, hesitated for half a second: "What do you want?" Listen to the request first, and promise not to say yes or no to that is his business.


"Aren't you not shooting fierce work tomorrow morning? Make me breakfast." Lu Tian Chen said.


Tang Feng raised an eyebrow at once, he hadn't heard right, Lu Tian Chen had asked him to make breakfast.


"Are you sure?" Tang Feng remembered that he said he couldn't cook, in fact, he didn't even know how to make breakfast, fried eggs and baked toast or something.


Each had his pros and cons, and his pros were many, and one of the cons was as impractical as the kitchen chores, though for now he wasn't going to tell Lu Tian Chen that the request was at least achievable for Ping.














"Well, did you ask?" Lu Tian Chen nodded.


"No, no." Of course there was no problem, he wouldn't have gone to eat it himself after he made breakfast anyway.


"Just give me one." Lu Tian Chen added in a long time.


"Of course." Tang Feng didn't want to poison the others yet, but Charles' words didn't matter, as long as they could be eaten, he could make them.


The man leaned against the window and surreptitiously laughed.


When Lu Tian Chen and Tang Feng returned together to their apartment not far from the set, Charles was sitting like a grandfather on a dark brown leather sofa with a cigar in his mouth and some light red marks on the corners of his mouth, a small scar from the incident of Mr. Ginno.


"You really broke my heart, baobei!" yelled Charles as soon as he saw them.


"I'm not your baobei, Charles." Tang Feng walked in and hung his usual little black bag on the doorstep, which contained some vitamins, his cell phone, and eye drops and stuff like that that he often got in between shots.


"You kissed a dumbass in the morning, let a dumbass hit me at noon, and now, you're standing in front of me with my best friend as if to say, hey, we just got married!" Charles' hilarious tone made Tang Feng suddenly couldn't help but laugh, the rogue was still as fond of playing the mouth as usual, just like Lu Tian Chen started to tell cold jokes, Charles' black humor was also exhaustingly played.


He thinks he is living with two crazy people.


"Exactly, that's it." Following Charles's words, Tang Feng smiled and put his arm around Lu Tian Chen's waist and lifted his chin, "I have a new lover, you've been thrown into the cold now, Charles." Tang Feng looked at Lu Tian Chen who just smiled, while Charles glared at the two of them, "You guys really hurt me deeply."


~ True Star ~


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