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Chapter 123 Fatty Fan: He is definitely not a person who indulges in lust (Please subscribe)
"Happy New Year, Miss Zuxian, are you free to come out for tea?"

Wang Zuxian frowned: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm going back to the capital."

"Well, that's actually a good thing. I need your help with something."

Wang Zuxian remained silent, waiting for Yang Shoucheng to continue:

"It's like this, Infernal Affairs has been removed from theaters! We Hong Kong filmmakers want to hold a celebration banquet, but Director Tang is not available and keeps putting it off. I know you are familiar with him, so I want you to help host one."

Yang Shucheng spoke politely.

She thought about it and agreed: "It's no problem for me to help you, but I may not be able to do it."

"You two are so familiar with each other, Director Tang won't refuse you."

hang up the phone.

Wang Zuxian didn't take it to heart and went into the house to help his mother make soup.

Mother Wang: "Are you asking me to invite Director Tang Wen again? You must have received seven or eight calls in the past two days."

"Almost all the film companies in Hong Kong have been contacted."

Most of them asked her to hand over the script and wanted to work with Tang Wen.

"You sing well now. You are more famous than before."

"Same Time Next Year" and "Heart Calm" were released one after another and became her representative musical works.

These two Cantonese songs received a strong response in Hong Kong.

Tabloid reporters and fans discovered that the songwriter was Tang Wen.

They all said that she followed the right person this time.

Especially compared to her predecessor.

Qi has been writing songs for half his life, but he is not as good as Tang Wen in just one moment.

This statement is very ambiguous.

It seemed like he was praising Director Tang for his accurate shooting skills.

Hearing his mother's praise for his music, Wang Zuxian smiled, then shook his head and said, "It's not that I have a lot of face, it's that Director Tang Wen is great."

After dinner, she called Tang Wen and told him about it: "Brother Wen, you don't have to worry about me. It's up to you when to come."

"Okay." In the car, after hanging up the phone, Tang Wen pushed away Fan Xiaopang's head that was leaning over to eavesdrop.

"Humph! When I get home I'm going to tell my second sister that you have a wild sister out there!"

Tang Wen: "...You've been getting more and more arrogant lately."

"Hehe," Fat Fan shook his ponytail proudly.

"I originally wrote two songs for you, but it seems like you don't want them anymore. Give them to Wang Zuxian instead."

Fatty Fan's expression changed instantly. He looked seductive and said in a pinched voice, "Brother, I'm just joking with you! You can't take it seriously, okay? What song did you write for Bing'er? Sing it for me."

"Fairy!"

Tang Wen unbuckled his seat belt, stood up and walked in front of her.

Fan is a little vixen, blinking her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, half-raising the bag in her hand, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth.

I don’t know whether it is a rejection or a seduction.

When their eyes met, there seemed to be an attraction.

Pulling the two heads, getting closer and closer.

"Well"

Tang Wen seemed to have kissed the most delicate petals in the world.

Fan Bingbing was like a child who tasted jelly for the first time, sucking it greedily, and his pair of white arms hooked around his neck without any instruction.

The Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle slowly stopped.

The two separated slowly, breathing rapidly.

Feeling the breath sprayed on her face, Fan Bingbing's pretty face flushed. She gently exerted force with her hands and pulled Tang Wen's handsome face closer: "What is our relationship now?"

"Well, a pure brother-sister relationship." Tang Wen's eyes opened and fell on Xue Ni.

"You!" Fan Bingbing bit his neck.

"Hiss - whatever you say is the relationship, then that's the relationship."

"Then I'm your girlfriend."

Tang Wen: "...your career is on the rise. Announcing your relationship too early will be detrimental to your career."

"I'm not afraid!" Fan Bingbing raised her pretty face.

Seeing Tang Wen's expression change, she smiled gently again: "I'll listen to you, but you can always tell me at home."

"Yes, but there's no need to be too deliberate."

"Okay, Brother Tang Wen! Mua" Having achieved her goal, Fan Bingbing hugged him tightly again and kissed him.

"Sweet, your smile is so sweet..."

After getting off the car, Fat Fan hummed a song and skipped towards the courtyard.

Looking at her slim back, Tang Wen smiled.

High-end hunters often appear as prey.

This time, Fan Bingbing should be trapped, right?

I am so good.

She had a great start with me.

In the future, even if I find that there are a few or dozens of beautiful women around me, I will definitely not think of leaving.

And will find a way to deal with them.

As for me, there are bad girls among the female stars. What can I, a poor little director, do?

I am also an innocent victim.

"buzz"

The phone vibrated slightly. It was another text message from Da Meiyuan.

Tang Wen frowned slightly. It was easy for others to talk, but Gao Yuanyuan...

Well, I feel like they're going to have a fight sooner or later.

I don't know. Can I avoid it by pretending to faint on the spot?

Sure enough, there is no need to hide if you like someone.

If you like 2, 3, 4... at the same time, you must hide them well.

After calming down, Tang Wen walked into the house.

The eldest sister Tang Tang: "...Bingbing is very happy today. She came back humming a song."

Tang Wen paused, and heard Fatty Fan in the room say, "Yes, sister, Brother Wen told me today that he wrote a song for me."

"Brother Wen?" Tang Duoduo keenly noticed the change in address.

Fan Bingbing blushed and looked around and said, "Ah, second sister, um, I'll go help Auntie serve the food."

Outside the door, Tang Wen curled his lips, knowing that you were going to cause trouble.

The name has been changed.

What’s the difference between that and just saying directly that our relationship has changed?
When Tang Wen walked in, the eldest sister looked at him with a smile.

Seeing the red marks on his neck, her smile widened.

At the dinner table, Tang's mother and two sisters looked at Tang Wen and Fan Bingbing with ambiguous smiles.

Tang Duoduo said mischievously: "Brother, why is your neck red?"

Tang Wen lowered his head to eat his food: "I was bitten by a mosquito."

“There are mosquitoes in the middle of winter?”

"Hululu..." He picked up the bowl and drank the soup.

"Bingbing, are there mosquitoes in your crew?"

Fan Bingbing buried his head in the bowl and didn't dare to lift it up: "Ah, I, I don't know, I wasn't bitten."

"Oh--"

"Eat quickly." The eldest sister glared at the second sister.

Before going to bed at night.

Fan Bingbing called home in the yard and was about to return home.

Tang Wen stopped her, put his arm around her waist without saying a word, and gave her a fierce kiss on the neck.

"Ah, how can you let me go back to the house to see my sister?" Fan Bingbing hit him unwillingly.

"I'd better go back to my room."

"It's a beautiful thought."

Fan Bingbing went back to his room, covering his neck.

When she lay down, the sharp-eyed Tang Duoduo still spotted her: "Bingbing, it seems there are mosquitoes in our house too."

Fan Bingbing nodded reluctantly, his face as red as an apple from the tobacco market.

After a while, she couldn't stand the other person's teasing look anymore, so she slowly moved her body and put her head into the quilt.

On the pillow, there was only a bunch of long, smooth black hair left...

Tang Wen is currently writing the script for Infernal Affairs 2.

A call on his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.

I frowned and saw the caller was Tang Wei.

"Honey, I'm finally done with my work! Can you come visit the set tomorrow? I have to study at the drama theater after the Lantern Festival, so I won't have time."

Tang Wen took a deep breath silently.

I'm relieved that you knew to call in advance.

"Okay, let me check the schedule." He flipped the calendar pretentiously: "Well, the crew will have a few days off these two days. But I don't have time, I have to go to Hong Kong. How about I pass by Shanghai and spend a day with you?"

"Okay! When can you come over? I miss you..."

The words became sticky.

Chatted for half an hour.

Tang Wen hung up the phone and continued writing the script without changing his expression.

His real girlfriend lives next door, but for him, chatting on the phone with his other girlfriend for a long time is just a basic operation.

The next day.

On the way, Fat Fan hugged Tang Wen and kissed him all the way.

It can be seen that she may like to take the initiative in the future.

Tang Wen was very pleased.

Arrive at the set.

Yu Feihong asked curiously, "Bingbing, why is your mouth swollen? Did you eat chili peppers in the morning?" Fan Bingbing could only nod: No wonder my lips felt slightly hot.

The old driver Yu Feihong didn't even think about kissing.

She was past the age of kissing.

If you can't do it at the same time, kissing is a complete waste of time.

In the morning, someone visited the set.

Veteran actor Wang Gang plays Lord Heshen.

Bringing half a car of apples to visit Zhang Guoli on the set.

"Welcome to your inspection, Your Excellency." Tang Wen stood up to greet him.

"No, no, I'm here in plain clothes, actually I'm here to eat for free." Seeing that Tang Wen was joking with him, Wang Gang didn't let the words fall on his face.

He sang two lines of dialogue, and even without wearing a costume, the feeling of Heshen was overwhelming.

Tang Wen had read history and knew that Heshen was a handsome man.

But so what?

Even if Heshen were resurrected, the audience would not recognize him as long as he did not look like Wang Gang.

It's a while until noon.

Wang Gang sat next to Tang Wen and watched them filming.

Half an hour passed.

Wang Gang was surprised: Shouldn’t movies strive for perfection?

How come Tang Wen, a famous director who won the Golden Lion Award, only needs three or five takes to pass a shot?
It’s completely different from the older generation of directors who would spend a whole day polishing a shot.

After dinner, he talked about this topic with Zhang Guoli.

Zhang Guoli smiled: "If we weren't good friends, I would have asked that as well."

"What did Director Tang say?"

"He didn't say anything, just played me a short edited promo video."

“Is the effect good?”

"It's very smooth. It's not inferior to the previous plays we polished over and over again, and it's even better! I'm very confident that this play will do well at the box office, and its reputation will definitely not be bad!"

Zhang Guoli sighed again: "Later, he explained to me that before filming, he would think of many different scenes based on the plot, and finally select one or two ways of presentation and shoot directly."

"This..." Wang Gang didn't know what to say.

Most directors either follow the routine.

Or you may only understand what you want after taking a few photos.

I have never seen a director like Tang Wen before.

"Don't think about it." Zhang Guoli put his hand on his shoulder, shook his head, and showed a little disappointment: "I am also a director, I can't learn it. Director Tang is a genius."

"A World Without Thieves", the shooting progress is gratifying.

Seeing that the Lantern Festival was approaching and Hong Kong was constantly urging for more, Tang Wen simply gave the crew a few days off.

"You're going to Hong Kong to celebrate your success, and you're also going to prepare for Infernal Affairs 2?" Fan Bingbing's eyes lit up, and he instantly turned into a little vixen: "Brother, people are worried about you going alone!"

Before she finished her words, she caught a glimpse of a sly smile on Tang Wen's lips, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Bingbing, you can't go. My good friends in Hong Kong will team up to beat you up when they see your real girlfriend. I feel bad for you."

Fan Bingbing's eyebrows gradually raised:?

My dear boyfriend!
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Do you think I can't hold a pair of scissors?
At this moment, the smile on Tang Wen's lips flashed again.

Ok?
wrong!

If he really didn't want me to go, he would definitely find a legitimate reason to refuse me.

Then think about it the other way around.

He actually said that on purpose.

Do you want me to go, and are afraid that I won’t go?

why?
Before she could figure it out.

Tang Wen's hand on her waist gradually slid down.

Fan Bingbing understood instantly: danger.

If I go to Hong Kong with him, without my sister and aunt to protect me, I will be eaten up in one night.

No no no.

The easier it is to get something, the less a man will cherish it.

She acted pitifully and said, "My two fists can't beat four hands, so I won't go."

"Hehe, I'm just kidding. You actually believe this. Come with me. The Lantern Festival is Valentine's Day. Let's have a romantic time in Hong Kong."

Romance, how to be romantic?
I'm embarrassed to expose you.

Fan Bingbing, who has already figured out what Tang Wen is trying to do, will not be fooled.

"I really can't go. Instead, I have to take an extra day off."

Tang Wen was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"I'm going back to the provincial capital with my aunt and sister. They're about to start school. I'll go with them to get to know the place."

There are plenty of opportunities to go to Hong Kong.

Fan Bingbing knows how to distinguish between priorities.

"Ok."

The more you give, the deeper you sink.

Tang Wencai didn't stop him.

Feeling that he was a little lost, Fan Bingbing smiled and offered her red lips.

After a few seconds, "Ah! What are you thinking about?"

She felt something tickling her, and when she looked down, she saw that it was the culprit again.

"If there is no reaction, you should be worried." Tang Wensong opened his hands below her waist.

The clever Fan Xiaopang suddenly remembered that this situation happens almost every time they kiss.

So, the reaction was so strong,

He is definitely not a sensual person!
It’s much better than I thought.

Fan Bingbing refused to follow.

Tang Wen can now land in Shanghai and look for Tang Wei and Gao Yuanyuan, but time is a bit tight.

Of course, if Fan Bingbing followed them, they would go directly to Hong Kong and she would be the one to be eaten.

As for Tang Wei, I will go and comfort him later.

He won't lose anyway.

In my heart, I hope Fan Bingbing will follow me.

"Really not going? We can stay at the InterContinental Hong Kong and overlook Victoria Harbour together..."

Fan Bingbing was very excited, but as soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and ran into the yard.

I firmly refused to listen to Tang Wen's instigation.

If I stayed at the InterContinental Hotel with you, with my looks, would you be in the mood to overlook the harbor?

Go ahead and cheat!

The next day, before leaving.

Tang Wen waved the plane ticket in his hand and tried to trick Fan Xiaopang again: "You still have a chance to regret it. I'm very popular in Hong Kong. Can you be assured if you don't come with me? We can get two rooms."

"Go away, who wants to get a room with you? Go away!" Fan Bingbing was afraid of being misunderstood by Tang Wen's family, so he pushed him out.

As smart as she is, she did not forget to take a look at the destination code on the ticket - "HKG".

This is the ticket code for Hong Kong International Airport.

"A kiss goodbye is fine."

"If my aunt sees this, she'll think I'm frivolous." Fan Bingbing became reserved.

Tang Wen didn't care. He hugged her in his arms and planted three strawberries on her neck before getting in the car and leaving.

Arrive at the airport.

Secretary Xia Tian took out a new plane ticket with the destination "PVG", Pudong International Airport in Shanghai.

At this time, in a studio in Shanghai.

"Shake your head——"

"Crack!"

"Ms. Gao Yuanyuan, let's do it again."

"it is good."

After a while.

Gao Yuanyuan shook her hair until she felt dizzy.

She wasn't feeling well today.

It was even more painful now.

A week of high-intensity work left her physically and mentally exhausted.

In the past, when I was tired from work, I could complain to my boss.

Now, she is her own boss.

You can't complain about yourself, can you?

Complaining about her boyfriend Tang Wen who started her own company?

That's even more impossible.

She is not willing.

Thinking of Tang Wen, a smile appeared on her lips.

No matter how big a star is, I have never heard of him starting his own company.

Tang Wen takes such good care of me, what else could I be dissatisfied with?
Besides, the current job was chosen by her herself.

She wanted to earn enough money as soon as possible to pay for her mother's recovery.

The sanatoriums over in Europe are effective, but they only serve the rich and the prices are sky-high.

"Yuanyuan is still working?" After coming out of the Shanghai Airport, Tang Wen got in the car and drove straight to Gao Yuanyuan's residence.

It is also his residence in Shanghai.

"Well, Miss Gao's schedule is full, and she's been working very hard lately."

(End of this chapter)