The Greatest Showman

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Renly supported Paul's back with both hands, his right foot used as an emergency brake, and he pushed back, avoiding the embarrassment of both of them falling into the swimming pool like a gourd. Looking up, Renly saw the big back not far away.

In the crowd, it is not easy to ignore him.

The whole body is particularly huge, like a black bear; a black shirt is taut to the extreme, and the shiny black back is particularly eye-catching in the sun, looking like... more Italian Mafia version Fan- Diesel, or a rougher version of Dwayne Johnson.

The big back head had a schadenfreude smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with an expression of watching a good show. This is not unusual, because everyone around him has the same look; but he has a little intention to hide it, but it is too casual, which makes people feel abnormal. Meeting Renly's gaze, Dabei's head subconsciously dodged away.

Renly didn't have time to think, his eyes just crossed, and then he withdrew his attention and helped Paul up. Paul laughed, "Renly, you've finally finished work? We're playing a game, do you want to come together?" Paul cheerfully issued an invitation, speaking with a bit of a tongue, not very agile.

"Games, of course." Renly also smiled, "Jessica, how about you, do you want to join the carnival together?" Renly turned his head, looked at Jessica behind him, and issued an invitation.

Jessica raised her tough chin, "If you don't worry about losing to a woman." This provocative remark immediately made everyone jump up the party, and this kind of game is the most popular .

Valentino was a little anxious, and he turned his attention to Renly and Jessica. What about Paul?

If it ends here, the previous efforts will be in vain. Paul is only slightly drunk at best, and with Renly by his side, there will be no embarrassment at all. Valentino hurriedly took a half step forward, "Paul, Now it's your turn to pitch. Let's finish the round first and then invite Jessica on, how about that? Men always keep their promises!"

Renly didn't feel anything unusual, just looked at the big bald head, "Paul, this is..." Renly felt extremely strange, and had never seen this face at all. However, in this party, more than 80% of the people, Renly had never seen the whole of Hollywood, and Anonymous with no name and no face was the mainstream.

"Valentino." Paul immediately became the introducer, with an undiminished smile on his face, "We filmed the first movie together before, and we've known each other for ten years in a blink of an eye."

Renly raised his chin and didn't think much about it. The "Fast and Furious" crew had more than 100 people, not including the stand-ins and tricks. Meeting an old friend was really normal. Since this is a party, Renly said lightly, "It seems that the fate is not shallow. I don't know if there is a chance to cooperate in the sequel."

Valentino is a rough guy who can't hide his thoughts. When Renly said this, he couldn't help but sneered, "Are you sure? How did I hear that you don't want to appear in the sequel. Some people always In this way, I don't know how high the sky is, and I get carried away with a little success, but I don't see how much I have."

Fan and he talked about Ren Li in private, and the words were full of disdain and contempt. Naturally, he didn't take Ren Li seriously.

Valentino's remarks suddenly attracted the attention of the surrounding people, but Renly's eyes fell on Valentino instead, and half-jokingly said, "It seems that I have really messed up a lot recently. People are jealous. This should be a good thing, right?" The humorous response made everyone else laugh, but Valentino didn't show any respect, rolled his eyes and avoided his gaze.

Renly felt strange for the second time.

Renly knew, of course, that he was neither popular nor money, and there must be a lot of people who hated him. But today is only their first meeting, and there must be a reason to hate it, and now one flashed in his mind, turned to look at Paul, "Do Valentino and Fan know each other?"

"Yes." Paul nodded. "They are friends."

Looking at Paul with a magnanimous face, Renly laughed dumbly, and he is still not as upright as Paul.

"Hey, are you here to play games, or are you here to chat?" Valentino exclaimed impatiently, not giving Renly and Paul any more time to talk, and then started raising his hands again, greeting everyone Booing, "Paul! Paul!"

Not waiting for everyone to shout, Renly shot back, "Don't be so anxious, are you in a hurry to lose the game?" Everyone around laughed and looked at Valentino with schadenfreude: "Losing the game" , it can be said to be meaningful at the party. In addition to the game itself, it also hints at the little things between men and women, which is a huge insult to male heroism.

"Jessica, the two of us come for a round?" Renly offered a friendly invitation. While they can't have a blast in the pool, a beer pong session is fine.

Jessica pulled back the long hair that had fallen on her shoulders, and then pulled up the skirt of her dress. The movement that was ready to go had a unique style. The crowd couldn't help whistling, and everyone became excited. But Valentino took a step forward suddenly and stood in front of the ping pong table, "My game with Paul is not over yet!"

Renly raised his eyebrows slightly. If he said that Valentino was not tricky at this time, then he would never believe it. Paul beside him seemed to be unsteady.

The body began to shake, Renly quickly reached out and grabbed Paul's shoulder and asked, "Paul, how many rounds did you lose just now?"

"Three." Paul was still conscious, raised three fingers, and his words and deeds were consistent, but his smile couldn't help but rise, "Every time a glass of whisky, a full glass."

"Paul!" Valentino shouted anxiously again, and Renly turned his head and said without detour, "Why are you so anxious and so sure? Are you sure you will win? And can't wait to think of Paul for another drink?"

Originally it was just a random joke to ridicule Valentino. Don't want to, but Valentino's face froze, especially when everyone else was laughing, his expression was extremely flustered. In front of Ren Li, his Taoism was still too shallow, and there was nothing to hide.

"Otherwise, I will play this game with you instead of Paul. Jessica, after this round is over, we will compete again." Renly did not forget to continue to heat up the atmosphere, making Valentino hard to beat the party. Next, everyone just wants to be hilarious, and no one cares what the hilarity is, even if the protagonist is Brad Pitt, "However, we double the stakes. A glass of whiskey, this is really too childish, ten glasses. "

With a wave of this big hand, ten cups came, and the atmosphere at the scene was immediately heated to the extreme. Screams, whistles, shouts, cheers, and shouts were endless, and even the DJ's music began to cooperate. With rhythmic drum beats, everyone shouted in unison, "Renly! Renly! Renly!"

Renly gave Valentino no room to say no. Afterwards, Renly also saw the expression he had guessed: After a short period of astonishment, Valentino once again showed the triumph of victory. Obviously, there is something tricky in the game, but Renly didn't see the previous game and couldn't tell the difference.

Renly took a step forward, and the table tennis table was clear at a glance. The left side was empty, and there was a red plastic bucket with a pile of table tennis balls. On the right side, there were four cups on the white line along the table. Everything is so simple, I can't see why. The rules of beer pong are simple, and there is not much room for loopholes, but thinking about it in reverse, Renly wants to find out the tricks, but the goal is much simpler.

"I've just come here, Shou Shi, let's see your demonstration first." Renly issued an invitation with a smile. He always had to watch first before he could detect the hidden secrets. "What are the rules? How many shots does each person cast?"

Valentino's expression was a little flustered. He looked back at his brothers and got a sign that these cups are now placed with cardboard. "Ten, otherwise, should you come first? The luck of the novice can always be rewarded." Paul is a no-brainer, and it is easy to deal with; but standing in front of Renly, Valentino began to be stretched. .

"Ten? It's really a mother-in-law, not a man at all." Renly followed Valentino's line of sight, only to see a group of people, but couldn't see anything, "Three, simple, three to decide the outcome. , This is the excitement. I originally thought about throwing only one shot, like a penalty kick, but I think this is too bad for me, after all, I am a novice. So, let's take three shots."

Renly's certainty and composure made Valentino more and more flustered.

At this moment, a young man reached for the red paper cup on the ping pong table, as if he was about to pick up some draft beer, but a person next to him rushed out one by one, knocking the young man out, and the two seemed to have an argument. ; and the other person hurriedly stepped forward and put the two cups that fell down again.

Renly was still a little confused, but he could vaguely sense that something was amiss, but he needed further confirmation, "Or else, you will go first; otherwise, we will throw each one in turn." Since there is no such thing as If you can figure out the way, then you can fish in troubled waters, and at least get back to the same starting line.

Valentino wanted to say something else, but Renly didn't give him a chance. "Or, are you scared?" Renly turned to look around, then began to boo, shouting, "Valentino! "Seems to be cheering for Valentino.

How could the other people think so much, and immediately followed Renly to coax, "Valentino! Valentino! Valentino!" In the atmosphere of the scene, Valentino was the real hard-pressed.

On the surface, Renly was staring at Valentino, but out of the corner of his eye he was keeping an eye on the ping-pong table. There were only a few people in the crowd with a large stack of red paper cups in their hands, and there were a few people who were strange, one-handed. Holding two paper cups, they did not overlap the paper cups, but separated them deliberately. They were constantly exchanging glances, as if they were discussing something.

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