When the filming of "Watching Moon Mountain" reached a third month, it encountered a technical problem and the entire shooting process suddenly stopped.

During that time, Mr. Liu would enter the depths of the valley every day to explore how to shoot that plot, and the rest of the crew became idle.

The deep mountains and forests near Hakata are no different from other places. They are covered with green shade, with thick trees dozens of meters high across the sky, muddy and moist green moss all over the rocks. Since the crew has stopped, everyone has to rest and rest around the hotel in their spare time.

In those fifteen days, Lin Shen also understood the gap between a world-class genius director and an ordinary person for the first time.

Lin Shen has liked acting since he was a child. Although he is from China, he was born in Japan. Due to his physical condition, he wanted to participate in stage plays and could only play still lifes such as big trees and stones at a time. No one allowed him to play characters because he was too fat.

"You can't act if you're too fat?" The blonde director deliberately made a very surprised look and said indifferently: "That's why those people are too stupid. If you really want to act, you can play a specific role. The protagonist is usually not a fat man, but the supporting role occasionally needs a fat man to play. But your acting skills... are still a little worse."

No one has taught me since I was a child, and Lin Shen could only watch TV to explore by himself. When he heard Krimans' words, he nodded anxiously, but saw the other party wave his hand and said in a complacent tone: "It's pretty good to meet me."

Perhaps even Old Holt never thought that one day his son would patiently teach others how to act.

In the family hotel embraced by the mountains, the crew did nothing all day long. His son was actually staying in the room honestly, watching a stranger act, teaching him how to correct it, and even explaining and demonstrating step by step.

A good director may not necessarily have good acting skills, but he will always know how to act.

Krimans Holt's directorial talent has been proven to be fully demonstrated by the box office that has repeatedly sensated the world in the next decade. Now he is only twenty years old, he is not as arrogant as he will be in the future and be above his pride. He will use his private time to guide others to act seriously and appreciate a young man who is constantly working hard.

During the day, Kerry would directly ask his translator to perform the role of the male lead, and he would guide the correction bit by bit. At night, he went back to his room to sleep, and the fat translator in the next room was still acting and correcting himself.

The most unstoppable thing in this world is the unreserved kindness and unwavering efforts.

Everyone will love kind people, and everyone will envy hardworking people. Maybe you can't work so hard, but when you see those who sweat and never give up, you will never feel contemptuous and disdainful. All you can do is respect.

This little fat man does not have a good talent for acting, but he works hard enough. And no one can do this.

For fifteen days, the lights in Lin Shen's room had not been turned off. The thick script was almost cracked when he turned over to the glue line. But he didn't know that one night afterwards, on the balcony of the room next to him, a tall and handsome young director leaned against the balcony with his arms, raised his head slightly, and stared at the purest and flawless moonlight in the mountains.

The soft blonde hair is like golden rice ears in the mountains. The breeze blows, causing a rippling ripples. The blue eyes are filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and the thin and ruthless lips are rarely curled, and it is rare to show such a sincere smile.

Those who work hard will always be respected. Perhaps more than ten years later, the international director Kremans Holt can still develop a strong heart, only paying attention to the results, not the process of hard work, but now he suddenly feels: "This little fat man...is not bad."

Soon, Mr. Liu cooperated with the government to overcome the technical difficulties of filming. "Looking at the Moon Mountain" was filmed again, and the crew returned to their previous busyness. But soon, Lin Shen discovered that a very inconspicuous small character was suddenly added to the script.

While having a meal, Kerry said lazily: "This character is not very important, he came in through the back door."

This is the first time that the little fat man has come into contact with the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry: "Go to the back door?"

Kerry laughed disdainfully: "Would you like that guy? The new Japanese actor who joined the crew. He has been having a meal with Japanese investors last week and has traveled several places." After a pause, the blonde director suddenly laughed: "Why, are you curious about this?"

The little fat man was stunned and didn't understand what the other person meant.

Kerry slowly approached, and his blue pupils turned around on the little fat man's body, which made the little fat man blush, lowered his head nervously, and kept pinching his fingers into his palms. Then he heard the noble man laugh: "Don't worry, you shouldn't encounter such a thing in your body shape, and others don't want to unspoken rules for you. You are safe."

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow, a strange sadness rose from the bottom of his heart. After eating for a while, Lin Shen couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Mr. Holt... am I really that ugly?"

This sentence almost exhausted his lifelong courage. After asking, he lowered his head tightly and did not dare to look at the other person again. But Kerry was stunned and reached out and raised the fat man's chin without any scruples. He did not pay attention to the other person's terrified and shy eyes, but looked at the face seriously: "It seems that it's not that ugly either? His facial features seem to be okay. Why are you so fat and never lose weight?"

The huge rock in my heart suddenly fell to the ground.

The little fat man was nervous and nervous for a while, not knowing what to say, but he didn't have the chance to say it again. The blonde director waved his hand: "No need to explain to me, I'm not interested, have dinner quickly, the filming is about to start."

The hopeful light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and Lin Shen nodded and continued to eat seriously.

The entire crew of "Watching Moon Mountain" knows that this noble man from the Hollywood director family seems to get along well with his translator. In fact, in the crew, Kremans only gave Liu face alone, and he didn't care about the others at all, and he was too lazy to deliberately please and please him, so in the crew, he was always not very sociable and seemed to keep people from thousands of miles away.

The one who communicated the most with him was the little fat translator.

Little Fatty Translator is a shy and introverted person. He is not as reserved and arrogant as Krimans, but he doesn't communicate much with other staff members. So he and Kerry are in a circle. The two don't have much interaction with the staff outside, but they get along well.

However, Lin Shen also has friends in the crew. Brother Wang, who is in charge of their meals in the logistics team, is very familiar with him. Coincidentally, Brother Wang and Lin Shen are actually fellow villagers, so they rarely meet a fellow villager in this foreign country, so they are naturally closer. With this blessing, Lin Shen and Krimans' daily meals will be richer.

The crew filmed for another half month, Lin Shen's acting skills were getting better and better, and the crew's role in Bota was almost over.

When Brother Wang was serving the meal, he asked, "We will go to Australia to shoot in two days. Will you follow me?"

Lin Shen had known about this for a long time. He smiled shyly and nodded: "Kerry's Chinese is much better, but he still hopes that I can follow the crew and teach him Chinese. He learns very quickly, and his Chinese is really good now."

Brother Wang smiled and said, "I ask if you are going to Australia, Xiaolin, why did you talk to me about that Holt? He bullied you all day long, why did you still talk to him?"

Lin Shen immediately shook his head: "Brother Wang, he has never bullied me, he has never bullied me."

Brother Wang handed over a lunch box: "Yes, yes, he has never bullied you. He asked you to bring tea and water and let you run errands for him. What is it to bully? You are his translator and his assistant. We all know that you get a salary and do two jobs."

Lin Shen was anxious: "No...no, that's not at all. He treats me very well, Brother Wang, he really..."

"Hahaha, I'll just joke, don't take it seriously. Of course he treats you better than us. I don't want to see him, tsk, a self-righteous look. If he weren't the son of director Lance Holt, who would he think he was?"

Lin Shen did not answer again because he knew that the entire crew thought so.

"He is really talented...he is not a bad guy either..."

Such an explanation is too pale, because that person will never be as approachable as everyone wants.

Before leaving Bota, the crew finally left this deep mountain forest. Old Liu was quite generous and took the crew into the city for a day of fun. On this day, everyone could take the hot springs and eat a buffet at will. At night, Old Liu even booked a hotel to let everyone eat happily.

There was a happy scene in the hotel banquet hall. Except in the corner, the blonde director calmly peeled crabs and shrimps for himself, not caring about the indifference and ignorance of others towards him. Kerry was peeling shrimps, drinking sake, and eating alone. However, a crab leg meat suddenly fell into his plate. Kerry was slightly stunned and looked up.

The little fat man lowered his head shyly: "I... I got a little too much and couldn't eat it."

Not far away, everyone's laughter and joy formed a great contrast with the desertedness here. When the lively words and the mosquito-like sound came into Kremans Holt's ears, he slowly opened his pupils widened. After a long time, he hummed lightly, put the crab legs into his mouth, and said arrogantly: "Isn't you the Chinese saying that you can do what you can, do you understand?"

The little fat man said in surprise: "Kerry, you can do the idiom within your ability."

Kerry raised the corners of his lips, unable to hide his pride: "Isn't it just an idiom, is it difficult?"

The crab legs were peeled one after another, and the sake drinks were also drunk. There was no big feeling when drinking this sake, but Kremans didn't know that the wine had a lot of momentum. He was clearly clear-headed and could brag about the achievements of his previous movie with laughter. But not long after he walked out of the banquet, he began to stagger, and the fat man in front of him turned into a few phantoms, moving back and forth.

Lin Shen said in surprise: "Kerry!"

Mr. Liu walked past and frowned: "You can't drink and you still drink randomly? Little fat man, you can send him into the room and ignore him and let him be sober."

Lin Shen nodded vigorously. Fortunately, he was fat and strong, and he was always strong. Even if the tall man was drunk and paralyzed, he could barely carry the other person to the room.

I met several staff members along the way, but when the other party saw that it was Kerry, they were a little disliked and were not willing to come forward to help. Kremans' bad popularity was completely exposed at this time. The little fat man finally carried the person into the room, put it gently on the bed, and then quickly went to the bathroom to find a towel.

The movement gently wiped the handsome and profound face. Only when there was no one, did he dare to look at this person so foolishly.

They all said that Krimans Holt was a playboy and arrogant. But he was very grateful for the arrogance of this man. If there was no such a layer of alienation and arrogance on the outside, how many people would find this man's kindness and how many people would like him.

"Kerry..."

"Chrimans...Holter..."

"Kerry..."

If you are not qualified to like this person, then stay in the dark and watch quietly.

As long as you can look at him and call out this name, it is an extremely lucky thing.

This is the first person he fell in love with, and this is the first love he can hide with all his strength every day.

So when the man opened his eyes in a daze, grabbed his hand, and suddenly kissed him like this, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, but the next moment, he pushed the person away in panic.

The drunk man had no strength, but Crimans frowned slightly, but his lips came up again.

His voice trembled and he couldn't help asking, "Kerry, what are you doing...you...do you know who I am..."

"Little fat man..."

The next kiss, he could no longer refuse.

This is the person he loves the most, this is the only person he has loved in his life. When that person did nothing and just bumped into it like this, he was so painful that he couldn't speak. The place was torn apart in an instant, and blood flowed down. But he still didn't complain at all, but just endured the pain and let the other party hit his body roughly and madly.

There was no slight pleasure from beginning to end. Blood kept flowing, and the wound had no chance to heal, because this person was constantly rushing. He seemed to be a beast that could only mate, but was just completing the physiological process. Under him, who was the person he was working on, and what was the meaning of it?

All night, Lin Shen was in a daze, and he fainted from the pain every time, and woke up by this. By dawn, the man finally ended the torture all night and fell on him and fell asleep, but the thing was still stuck in his body. When he moved, he felt so painful that he could only bear it barely.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but a loud noise slowly woke Lin Shen up. He opened his eyes with difficulty, but saw that he was the only one left on the bed. The handsome blonde director looked horrified and fell to the ground with a quilt, pointing his fingers at him with a trembling body.

"You...you..."

Krimans was in horror and couldn't even say a word. Lin Shen wanted to speak, but there was a smell of blood in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

One of them was lying on the bed and the other was sitting on the ground, looking at each other.

Ten minutes later, Krimans covered his face with his hands, quickly put on his clothes, and walked towards the living room. But for a long time, Lin Shen heard a sound in the living room, as if he was making a phone call. After a while, Krimans moved to the bed step by step. He looked at the blood covered with bed sheets, and seemed to be a little disbelief.

"Yesterday...I got drunk yesterday. Did I force you?"

Krimans Holt had exhausted his strength by saying this.

Lin Shen could finally speak. His whole body was so painful that it seemed to be dispersed, especially behind him, he was unable to close his legs until now, and his legs were shaking in the air without strength. As if he couldn't stand this scene, Krimans quickly found a quilt and covered Lin Shen. Lin Shen said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing... Kerry, I'm fine."

Krimans covered his face and whispered in French: "Fuck, you're okay... I'm fucking worried!"

Lin Shen didn't hear this sentence clearly. Fortunately, Mr. Liu gave the crew a day off today, and no one noticed their disappearance. Perhaps because of his good health, the ** last night's **** did not feel any pleasure for Lin Shen, and it was even worse than rape, but by the afternoon, he could get out of bed with his body trembling.

Krimans didn't go out all day, but he didn't cook in the kitchen in the room, nor did he ask the hotel to deliver food. He stayed in the living room and didn't know who he was calling. After finally getting out of bed, Lin Xuan walked into the kitchen with his legs trembling and began to cook for the two of them.

Physical pain and inner satisfaction make a huge contrast.

Last night, he was with the person he loved the most. Although he was drunk, this person knew who he was. He took the initiative to want to have sex with him, and this was the most unforgettable moment in his life.

"He likes good-looking... Do I want to lose weight..."

While cooking porridge, the little fat man muttered. His face was so white that he was scary, his lips were pale, but there was a bit of a sick red on his cheeks, which was obviously a little fever.

After cooking a little porridge and making some side dishes, the fat man took the plate and walked towards the living room. As soon as he reached the corner and had not entered, he suddenly heard a sound from inside. The voice was manic and uneasy, and his tone was extremely annoyed, and he cursed quickly in smooth French, as if he wanted to kill someone and vent his anger now.

"You still dare to laugh? I slept with him. I haven't taken a fancy to so many supermodels for so many years. In the end, I actually slept with him?! Do you know how fat he is? His weight must be bigger than his height! **!"

"Charlie, laugh again, I will go back to Los Angeles to kill you immediately. Damn, he is so fat, he is a pig! Charlie, I got into bed with a pig, your little one and a pig, do you believe me? I, Kremans Holt, went into bed with a pig...**!**!**! Damn, you still laugh, why don't you die!"

His body suddenly froze in place, and the little fat man stood blankly at the corner of the living room holding the hot porridge and vegetables.

"Yes, I did tell you, I think he is pretty good. But that's a pig! You haven't seen him, he's just a piece of walking fat! I actually dry a piece of fat? How could I dry a piece of fat! Oh**! I can't believe what happened to me last night, how could I fuck him!"

"I can't stand it anymore. I'm going back to Los Angeles, I'm going back. This is so fucking disgusting, so disgusting that I never want to see pork in my life. You hurry up and book a plane ticket for me. I can't help it anymore. Let me stay with him for a second, and I'll die. Charlie, if you don't want to see me become a ghost and go back to find you, you'll close your mouth now and wait for me to go back to Los Angeles to tear you to pieces. What's the blind eye? I'll get this fat piece! I'd rather get AIDS like a damn Pister. At least I'm on a group of beautiful and handsome guys, not such a piece of meat! Yes, you heard it right, even if I get AIDS, it's better than a pig..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the anger on his face had not been hidden. Krimans gritted his teeth and pressed down the grief in his heart. He looked at the fat man standing around the corner, and after a long time, he asked softly in French: "How long have you been there?"
Chapter completed!