Zhang Li pulled Zhang Yuan out of the room and jogged along the hotel corridor.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing?" Zhang Yuan followed him in confusion.

"I didn't even bring my room card."

"Still in a bathrobe!"

"I'll be seen by others later!"

"You're naked butt and you're not as anxious as I am!" Zhang Li replied, then hurriedly took Zhang Yuan to the door of his room.

He didn't even open the door, but kicked it open and threw Zhang Yuan into the room like throwing a sandbag.

"What are you doing..." Zhang Yuan staggered two steps before he stood firm. Turning back, he saw Zhang Li locked the door and put on the door chain.

He had never seen this playboy so flustered before, and was immediately confused.

I raised my nose and smelled a strong odor of cigarettes and alcohol just by standing on the porch of the suite.

In addition, Zhang Yuan also smelled something burnt.

"Candle?" He made a rough assessment.

There are also many strong smells of women's perfume.

"Hurry, hurry, come here!" Zhang Li didn't give him much time to react and took him directly into the bedroom.

Then, Zhang Yuan was a little shocked.

On the big bed covered with white sheets, there was a snow-white body tied up with red hemp ropes.

Yes, it’s a ball, not one.

This is a technical issue. To put it simply, it is tied like a rice dumpling.

From now on, we will use white rice dumplings as a reference.

There are many bright red spots on the back of the white rice dumpling, of varying sizes and shapes.

Zhang Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the red candle on the table next to him that was mostly melted.

Oh, this old guy Zhang Li is quite playful.

The leaves of the white rice dumplings had long been peeled off, revealing the white glutinous rice inside. Everywhere you look, it is milky white with a slight hint of yellow.

This white rice dumpling has stuffing, and Zhang Yuan can even see dates.

Not only date dumplings, but also seafood dumplings, he also saw seaweed dumplings.

Zhang Yuan turned his head stiffly and looked at Zhang Li.

"Uncle Li, I'm not that kind of person."

"I don't like buffets. I always eat alone."

"It's OK for one person to eat four dishes and one soup, but it's a bit awkward to eat four dishes and one soup with others."

"Why don't you find someone else?" Zhang Yuan declined.

He thought Zhang Li wanted to share toys with him.

So he wanted to turn around and leave.

No wonder I didn’t see Teacher Song coming to the hotel today. I guess he never left.

But Zhang Li's eyes were red, his temples were blue, and he looked like he was about to die. He stretched out his hand and grabbed him tightly.

"It's a fatal thing."

"Help me now!"

He pulled Zhang Yuan and moved to the other end of the bed.

I only saw Bai Mi Zong's back just now, but now it is standing in front of me.

Hiss...Zhang Yuan took a deep breath.

The white rice dumplings are moldy?

Why does he think so?
Because Zongzi’s face turned blue!
"you……"

"I, this... No, the rope is too tight." Zhang Li muttered for a long time before he uttered a complete sentence.

Zhang Yuan’s first reaction was annoyance.

This kind of high-tech rope playing method is not something that ordinary people can do!

The second reaction was anger.

It's almost suffocating here.

They say don’t play with people to the point of causing death.

There are many lives involved.

You're going to save one life here.

The key point is that when such a big thing happened, you dragged me to the scene.

If someone really dies, I will be the one to suffer the consequences!
Isn’t this deceiving!
Although many men dream of making their girlfriends roll their eyes.

Now, this guy is rolling his eyes, but it’s obviously not what Zhang Li wants.

Wanting the woman to go to heaven doesn’t mean she’s going to heaven!

"Can you untie it?"

"Untie the fuck!" Zhang Yuan said angrily, "You're just making a big knot."

He had no time to admire the body of this beauty who, like Liu Xiaoli, came from the snowy land of Heilongjiang.

It's important to save people!

He looked around like a madman.

Burn with candles?

Too slow!

Looking at the red wine bottle on the carpet beside the bed, Zhang Yuan picked up the bottle and smashed it against the wall.

This action gave Zhang Li a big fright.

But there was no time to care about him at this time.

Zhang Yuan picked up a piece of broken glass and scratched it towards the neck of the white rice dumpling.

Glass is not a knife. Although it has an edge, it is still very blunt.

Zhang Yuan tried his best and it took him more than ten seconds to finally make a small cut.

"Why buy such a strong rope?"

He didn't know that Zhang Li's body was obtained from props and was used to pack and tie boxes, so of course it was extremely strong.

Uh...the smell of the white rice dumplings is gradually weakening.

Death from suffocation usually lasts as short as one minute and as long as six to ten minutes.

People have different physiques. Those with good cardiopulmonary function may be able to last longer.

Just like most people would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea if they go to India, a certain internet celebrity with the same name as a famous Qing Dynasty official is able to be full of energy.

The same is true for asphyxiation caused by external forces. In addition to the basic cardiopulmonary function, it mainly depends on whether the external force is strong enough.

But in any case, if suffocation lasts more than four minutes, the brain will suffer irreversible damage due to lack of oxygen, and may even greatly increase the risk of brain diseases in later years.

Saving people is like putting out fire.

Zhang Yuan didn't know how long it took Zhang Li to find him after the accident, but he understood that it was too late to wait for the glass to cut the rope.

He gritted his teeth, threw the glass shards aside, and suddenly squeezed his hand between the other person's neck and the rope.

It is a tight fit, but the human body has some elasticity.

Zhang Yuan struggled to squeeze his hand in, and during those few seconds when he stretched his hand out, Bai Mi Zong looked like he was on the verge of death.

Yeah!

After he inserted his hands between the rope and the white neck, he used his back to drive his arms and pulled to both sides with all his strength.

His strength, with the blessing of a large number of attributes, is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Now, as he pulled, this extremely strong rope began to deform with the tiny break he had made as the origin, and it was continuously stretched and extended...

Uh... huh...

Bai Mi Zong breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, his chest and neck rose and fell, like a hungry man seeing food, greedily grabbing the fresh air.

"Uncle Li, help me, use the candle to burn the rope!"

Now that we have time, using fire will be more effective than scratching glass.

A few minutes later, the dust settled.

Bai Mi Zong looked dazed and curled up in the quilt without saying a word.

Zhang Yuan raised his hands which were shaking from exerting too much force.

The palms of his hands were bright red, and were rubbed by the hemp ropes.

"I'm leaving, the rest..." He was too lazy to say anything more and just wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

"I'll take you there..." Zhang Li followed him to the door, clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and thanked him repeatedly.

"You saved me today. I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

[Received thanks from Zhang Li, photography skills +5, photography basics +4! ]

"But, this matter..."

"Nothing happened today. I stayed in my room reading a script after dinner and went to bed early." Zhang Yuan nodded to show that he understood.

"Thank you, thank you..." Zhang Li didn't know what else to say except thank you.

Exit the other person's room and close the door.

[Received thanks from Song Jia, Yueqin Basics +8, Liuqin Basics +5, String Instrument Skills +6, Performance Talent +3! ]

"That person has just come to his senses now..."

Zhang Yuan walked back to his room helplessly.

As a result, Zhang Li was in such a hurry to find him that he was wearing a bathrobe and didn't even bring his room card.

I could only go to assistant Zhao Xunxun's room and knock on the door to ask for the spare room card that she kept with me.

Seeing his boss wearing a bathrobe and sweating profusely, Zhao Xinxin wrinkled his nose and spoke in a low voice.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, don't let anything get you into trouble."

Zhang Yuan: …

"Don't worry. I can't say anything else, but in the entertainment industry, your boss is definitely considered to have high moral character and a firm bottom line."

Especially after seeing what happened today.

Zhang Yuan returned to his room, took another shower, and no longer had the heart to read the script. He fell headfirst onto the bed.

He thought of the case of Mr. Qiao in the Magic City in later generations.

And these are just famous artists. There are countless little models and actors who get into accidents every year.

Not to mention anything else, many people have died from drinking.

Which university is the campus beauty?
That is why students hold it in high esteem, cherish it and love it.

At entertainment industry dinners, people have to drink by the bottle.

Things that you are reluctant to touch will be kicked away by people outside.

Many art schools even bring in buses of pretty girls to dinner parties, and the teachers and deans treat them as their own resources.

In the past, he thought that he was a playboy and didn't seem to be a good person. But now, compared with the "big environment" he is in, I am standing on the top of the moral Mount Everest!

First, I don’t play with other people’s wives. Second, I don’t cheat on my wife. Third, I don’t use unspoken rules. It has always been consensual.

He even thought that he was too conservative...

The key point is that I only avoid taxes and don’t evade taxes. Shouldn’t the Film Association award me a plaque of “Moral Model”?

Fall asleep.

When he arrived at the set the next day, Zhang Li greeted him somewhat embarrassedly and offered him some cigarettes.

"Uncle Li, can you not do this again?"

"I know." Zhang Li hooked his shoulder and asked, "Is your hand okay?"

"Just apply some medicine, it's no big deal."

Zhang Yuan still had half a bottle of the homemade wound medicine that Master Ma had given him during the filming of "Huo Yuanjia".

After this incident, Lao Zhang and he became much closer.

It was good originally, but it was more like a drinking buddy.

But now it has a bit of "sharing the spoils together", the kind of relationship where they have done bad things together, know each other well, but keep it secret.

After what happened last night, he was in a bad mood the whole day.

The performance during the filming was not as good as the previous days.

Feng Xiaogang was still puzzled when Zhang Li came up to help him.

The two brothers discussed it and arranged a more relaxing scene for him to shoot.

When Teacher Ma Jingwu saw him like this, he wondered why this kid's performance was sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Seeing this made Huang Xiaoming feel much better.

In the afternoon, Zhang Li mysteriously dragged me to the west film set.

Here is a bathing pool that is larger than a standard swimming pool, and the water surface is covered with petals of various colors.

Zhang Yuan finally reacted.

"Didn't you say you wanted to clear the area and not allow people to come?"

"You are different. Let me broaden your horizons." Zhang Li pulled him aside.

This is where the nude scene was filmed.

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, my brother gave this to me as a benefit in order to keep me quiet...

But he was indeed a little curious about how to shoot such a nude scene.

Could it be that she was really completely naked?
Later I realized that I was overthinking.

The nude stand-in named Shao Xiaoshan appeared in a bathrobe.

Because they only filmed the naked back and the scenes after entering the water.

So the front of this person's body, that is, three points, are all tightly taped with flesh-colored tape.

It looked like it was naked, but when you looked closer, it was actually just like that.

Perhaps the scene last night had brought him too much of a shock, Zhang Yuan didn't even have any reaction when he saw the nude stand-in start filming.

Just like eating Guangzhou spicy food after having eaten Hunan spicy food, there will definitely be no feeling.

But this is a huge psychological pressure for him and the actress.

But Zhang Yuan thought that the international star used a body double when filming such scenes in China, even the scene where the emperor gave Empress Wan a back massage.

But did he also use a body double when he was in Hollywood?
"I remember Zhang Ziyi also had a backless scene in Memoirs of a Geisha."

"It seems that there is no substitute."

"Why did you pick it up after returning to your country?"

Zhang Yuan thought, indeed, these actors' personalities and behavior patterns in China and abroad are completely different.

Of course, Hollywood doesn't just target Chinese people. White men and women also do most of the nude scenes themselves.

In China, audiences are indeed relatively conservative and find it difficult to accept female stars exposing their bodies.

Just like after the release of Lust, Caution, Ang Lee and Tony Leung were fine, but Tang Wei was banned...

After finishing a day's work, Zhang Yuan went back to his room early to rest and adjust his state.

It was not even ten o'clock when he lay down on the bed.

beep, beep...

Zhang Yuan: …

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. There was another knock on the door, forcing him to get up and open it.

"Uncle Li, please let me be quiet for a while..." he said as he opened the door.

He thought it was Zhang Li who asked him to drink.

Or maybe something went wrong again.

Anyway, I always feel that nothing good is going on.

But when he opened the door, what appeared in front of him was a tall and slender beautiful figure with long hair.

White rice dumplings...

"Um...what do you want from me?"

"Can we come in and talk?"

"Of course." Zhang Yuan made way.

Soon after, the two sat opposite each other at the coffee table.

Song Jia threw a pack of women's cigarettes on the coffee table, took out one and lit it.

Zhang Yuan also took out his cigarette and just as he put it to his lips, the other party took the initiative to pick up the lighter and helped him light it.

"Thank you." Zhang Yuan said.

"I should be the one thanking you." Song Jia leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Thanks to you yesterday, otherwise I would have been in the morgue now."

"It's a small matter." Zhang Yuan replied casually.

After a moment of silence, Song Jia spoke again.

"You're not going to say anything?"

"Accusation, ridicule, or sarcasm?"

"Or maybe make some tasteless jokes to ease the awkwardness?"

"I'm just a little curious." Zhang Yuan asked softly.

"Are you interested in Uncle Li's resources or in him as a person?"

"I told you they all are, do you believe it?" Song Jia replied honestly.

"Yes, everyone has different preferences."

“Hehehe…” Teacher Song laughed until his shoulders shook.

"I hope you won't tell anyone about what happened yesterday, including what happened between me and Director Zhang." Song Jia suddenly leaned forward, getting closer to Zhang Yuan.

This movement of leaning forward allowed Zhang Yuan to see everything inside through her wide collar.

But Zhang Yuan didn't react at all.

It’s not that he was calm, but he had already seen everything he needed to see yesterday.

"Does it cost you anything to keep it a secret?" Teacher Song said with a charming look in her eyes, and exhaled a puff of cigarette towards Zhang Yuan: "Or maybe it's a reward for saving my life yesterday."

The other party's hint is already very obvious.

Now, as long as Zhang Yuan wants, he can spend the night with the other person.

but……

"No thanks." Zhang Yuan refused with a smile.

After seeing what happened yesterday, he would never touch the woman in front of him again in his life.

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind, because it is very painful to see it.

"But if you want to repay someone, there are other ways." Zhang Yuan put out his cigarette and looked at the other person seriously.

"what way?"

"I have an agency. If you want to repay me, you can come work for me."

"Be your artist?" Miss Song widened her eyes.

She had envisioned many possible outcomes for coming here today.

Play with each other, or even be threatened by each other to become long-term lovers.

Being rejected by the other party or even being scolded out of the room.

Or maybe he just treats her coldly and doesn't bother to pay attention to her.

But I wanted to work, but I never foresaw this path...

Zhang Yuan has no control over Song Jia's private life, but as an actor, Song Jia is still very talented and capable.

"But I have an agent." Song Jia replied in surprise.

"I know, Sister Hua."

"But it looks like your contract will expire next year."

"Don't worry, you can think about it."

"Leave me your phone number, we'll keep in touch when we have time." Zhang Yuan took out his cell phone.

The other party exchanged numbers in a daze and left his room in confusion.

"This person is so weird." Song Jia was still muttering after leaving the house.

"But I heard that he has connections with several directors and bigwigs in the industry."

"If I follow him, will it help my career?"

"Besides, he saw what happened yesterday."

"He knew I was Sister Hua's man, but he still dared to do it."

"Not only is he bold, he is also ambitious."

"And he just asked me to think about it, and he didn't threaten me with anything."

"This sincere attitude also has its own means..."

Thinking of this, she didn't take it seriously just now, but now she began to seriously consider Zhang Yuan's proposal.

After all, Wang Jinhua has too many big names in her hands, and she can't get too many top resources.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was dawn the next day.

Zhang Yuan adjusted his state.

In addition, my plan to poach people was also advanced through this opportunity, so I was in a good mood.

However, what he wanted from Sister Hua was not just Song Jia.

Not long after arriving at the set, Zhang Yuan received a call.

Brother Wu Jing is coming to visit the set... (End of this chapter)