"What''s the result?" Wang Zhongding asked. Er Lei took a deep breath and said, "you two are a couple." Wang Zhongding''s expression at that time was like hearing someone say that the taste of excrement was good. "A couple? What pair? " Er Lei has already felt the dangerous atmosphere in the room, and still insists on calming himself down. "You and Han Dong are destined to be a couple." Wang Zhongding was stunned for a long time before he asked, "who do you want to see this?" "Metaphysicians." "Er Lei seems to be lacking in confidence." he has a lot of research on human facial structure. He says that human appearance is not irregular. Two people who have intersection also show certain connection on their faces. So after accurate calculation, he came to the conclusion that Han Dong is yours It''s a good match. " Wang Zhongding was really angry, "which metaphysician? You tell me his name Er Lei is silent. "You just say fortune teller! What metaphysics are you talking about? I asked you to look up the photos to interpret Han Dong''s mentality from the symbol, not to look up the relationship between us! " Er Lei whispered back: "isn''t this Han Dong''s mentality?" Wang Zhongding suddenly stopped, picked up the two photos and looked at them. He was in a trance. It seems that from Han Dong hanging his black-and-white photos, to deliberately provoking his anger again and again, to inexplicably saying that he likes him All doubts will be solved at this moment. "You mean Han Dong saw it in the first place?" Wang Zhongding asks Er Lei. "Two thunder nods," should be, he believes in this respect Wang Zhongding has a thoughtful expression. Two thunder quickly take the opportunity to wash white in the side for Han Dong, "he is so, just to make you hate it." "He hated it! Is that still necessary? Even if he doesn''t recruit me, I still don''t like him! " Wang Zhongding didn''t know where he was sulking. Er Lei doesn''t know what to say. Wang Zhongding eased his mood and ordered toward Er Lei: "try to get rid of Han Dong''s remaining evils! I don''t care if he believes in gods and ghosts, but I can''t let him believe it! " Er Lei called Han Dong after he went out. "Mr. Wang already knows that you two are married to each other. How can you do it by yourself?" The TV series Zhang Xinghu participated in held a press conference, and Han Dong and Yu Ming went to the scene to help him. Zhang Xinghu expected Han Dong to come, but Zhang was surprised by Yu Ming. Let''s not talk about the big and small brands. It''s not easy to pry Yu Ming out of his dead house. "We''ve prepared a" Errenzhuan "for you. Can''t he come?" Han Dong joked. Zhang Xinghu was even more surprised, "do you want to perform on stage?" "Why can''t I perform on stage?" Yu Ming''s tone is light. "No, I''m flattered." Zhang Xinghu smiles at Yu Ming, turns around and punches Han Dong in the chest. "No wonder you are so handsome. You want to grab the camera!" "Of course, it''s also the first work in our dormitory. We have to adjust the atmosphere enough! Don''t worry. I''ll give you a shout later! " Just chatting, I don''t know who said at the door: "just received the notice, Mr. Wang will come here today." Hearing this, the whole dressing room is boiling. This boiling is not from the company''s attention to the TV series, but from Wang Zhongding. It''s no exaggeration to say that at the moment when the voice just landed, all women began to make up. At the beginning, Han Dong peeked at others, and now he began to scoff at others'' makeup: what''s the makeup? What if he comes? Look at all of you who have never seen the world Then he patted Zhang Xinghu on the shoulder and said, "I''ll go to the dressing room to change my clothes. You talk first." Then he rushed into the dressing room. Zhang Xinghu wondered, "isn''t he handsome enough?" Yu Ming returned a special look. Han Dong went to the dressing room to correct himself, but not to the handsome, but to the opposite direction. I took off my damp clothes and put on a work suit, which was replaced by someone else and covered with stains and sweat. Then he moved from the backstage to the front hall and arranged the meeting with the staff. As soon as Han Dong lifted one leg of the table, Wang Zhongding and ER Lei arrived. Wang Zhongding suddenly said, "I remember that the No.2 man in this TV play is Han Dong''s, right?" "Yes, yes, Han Dong is here today." Second, Lei is busy reminding. Wang Zhongding snorted, "if you come here, you''re just trying to get together. You can''t do anything." Er Lei suddenly aimed his eyes at the southeast corner and said excitedly, "Mr. Wang, look at it quickly." Wang Zhongding looks in the direction of erlei''s direction, and Han Dong is doing his work there. Contrary to Wang Zhongding''s high-profile image, Han Dong is quite plain. Regardless of the dust on the shelf, I tried my best to carry it, and the whole skirt was wet with sweat. "It seems that I''ve been busy for a long time." Er Lei reminds me again. Wang Zhongding''s face changed. "You ask him to find a place to rest." Er Lei repeated Wang Zhongding''s words in the past. Han Dong exaggerates to gasp a few thick breath, "now short of manpower, wait for busy finish this a while to say again." After that, he pointed to the man with the colored lamp beside him and said, "can you be more sharp? How long have you been working with just a few light bulbs? Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go After a while, he pointed to the sweeper and said, "are you sweeping too rough? There''s a dandruff with a diameter of 0.7mm 2.4cm away from your feet. Don''t you see it? What are you doing to eat? " Turn around to see the little brother of tuning microphone tease a little girl and can''t bear, "can you be serious? What is this place? Is it for you to play hooligans? " Later, a handyman couldn''t bear to ask his neighbor, "who is that boy?" "Who knows? If I don''t do anything, I''ll make trouble. Without him, I would have finished my work. " The press conference officially began. The main creators went on stage one by one to make introductions, followed by media Q & a time, and then interactive communication. There are members of the cast who give each other information, guests and fans give gifts, and various small programs are staged in turn, which makes the atmosphere more and more high. Han Dong and Yu Ming performed together. Han Dong played the flute and Yu Ming danced. It''s not so much the preparation in advance as the on-the-spot performance. Because Han Dongqi forgets one paragraph after another, the music rhythm is constantly changing. Fortunately, Yu Ming has a good foundation in dance and can handle almost any music. Later, Han Dong suddenly played a birthday song. Yu Ming had no choice but to clap his hands on the stage in embarrassment. There was a burst of laughter, but with the cake pushed out, the atmosphere of the whole venue became very warm. Today is Zhang Xinghu''s birthday. Zhang Xinghu himself was so busy that he almost cried when he saw the cake. Wang Zhongding also sighed inexplicably under the stage, "Han Dong, when this bear thing is not playing Hun, it looks good." Er Lei quickly echoed: "yes, warm-hearted, and heavy friendship, don''t look heartless, whose birthday he remembers." Wang Zhongding now thinks of the comb, and then he understands why Han Dong repented at night and tossed so many times. In fact He still wants to send it? "What''s his birthday?" Wang Zhongding asked casually. Er Lei said: "his birthday is made up, because he gave it to his second uncle when he was born. Later, he changed the household registration of several relatives and forgot which birthday it was." Wang Zhongding took another look at Han Dong on the stage and said nothing more. At the end of the show time, the rest is the interaction between the actors and the audience. Han Dong cut a piece of cake and brought it to Wang Zhongding, a kind of hearty fool. "Eat." Wang Zhongding took it and ate it with a fork. "Hey, I said, even if you don''t say thank you, at least smile at me?" Han Dong is dissatisfied. Wang Zhongding glanced at him, "why should I smile at you?" "If it had been handed to you, you would have laughed!" Wang Zhongding snorted, "since you understand in your heart, why do you want me to do this?" Han Dong turned his lips and said nothing. However, erlei was very happy, because Wang Zhongding didn''t like cream very much, so he didn''t have to take a few bites on his birthday. Han Dong lets Er Lei stagger and sits beside Wang Zhongding. After staring at him for a while, the corner of his eye was stained with evil color again. He said in an ambiguous tone: "Hey, I listen to ER Lei. Do you know that?" "What''s the matter?" Wang Zhongding was puzzled. Han Dong said with a smile, "it''s about our marriage." Hearing this, Wang Zhongding''s face immediately pulled down. "How can you talk nonsense about it? Is there anything serious in your head? " Han Dong came to Wang Zhongding''s ear and said in a definite tone: "I won''t cheat you. We are really a couple in the future." Wang Zhongding just wanted to put the cake in his hand on Han Dong''s face to cover his thick skin. "Do you believe me to tear your mouth?" As a result, Han Dong was more furious than Wang Zhongding, "I really don''t talk nonsense. We''ll be a couple in the future." Wang Zhongding has lived so long that he has seen everything, but he has never seen such a statement. Han Dong is not afraid of death, stabbed Wang Zhongding''s belly, whispered: "I''ll admit my life, you will." Wang Zhongding is infuriated and turns his head suddenly. Han Dong pastes his face in the past, just "blocking" Wang Zhongding''s mouth to curse. He cooperates very well. Wang Zhongding''s face turned green at that time. Han Dong also has a reasonable posture, pointing to the cream ring on his face, "Wang Zhongding, how do you explain that? I only put my face up to see you want to smoke me, but you actually No, you have to give me an explanation. " Wang Zhongding stares at him, "just want me to touch your face?" In Han Dong''s heart, the little slut jumped: Yes, yes! On the face is a pair of bull coax ruffian appearance son, "how to talk? It''s rubbing, not touching! " Wang Zhongding put one hand on the back of Han Dong''s head, and the other hand stretched out toward the cream on his face. It''s too late when Han Dong''s meaning is not good. This hateful cheekiness is finally repaired by the vice. It''s called a * * and the old and new grudges are avenged together. "Ah, ah, ah It''s killing me You don''t have to wipe it Ah, ah, ah I''ll do it myself Do it yourself... " When Yu Ming goes back in the evening, he sees Han Dongwo on the sofa, holding a small mirror and looking at his left and right asymmetrical face happily. He is hopelessly narcissistic. "I tell you, he''s just interested in me. I''ll pinch the face of whoever I like." Yu Ming hum a, "also pinch so swollen?" Han Dong put down the mirror and said, "Why are you so unpopular? It''s a matter of strength, not attitude, OK? And my skin is expensive. Don''t pinch it. It''s swollen when I play it casually. " As soon as the voice fell, Yu Ming came over and gave him a good hand. After that, he let go Don''t say it''s swollen. I don''t even blush. "Is it swollen?" Yu Ming questioned. Han Dong