Feng Mang

Chapter 2: The one with so many problems

Hàn Dōng's side has already a fight going on. The group of people on the other side are in an unresponsive mess and are busy recommending themselves for the show.

The show is also for extra actors, but among the group of people there is a man that has zero response to the chaos around him. The man with arrogant eyes swept around the crowd, picking out the right ones from the chaos like animals, "You, you, and you...the rest get lost ..."

In the aftermath.....The shows head gestured his head pompously as he  beckons them to follow him, he didn't choose to continue waiting. When Li Shang arrived here, he saw the scene of Hàn Dōng's scuffling with a middle-aged man.
Because of that, he didn't dare to rush forward to persuade him to apply to be an extra .... he didn't understand the situation so he poked at someone else to inquire.
"Who is that fighting there?"
"It's just a buddy who's with us every day."
Li Shang frowned. "Then if he gets beat, how you do not care?"
"Why? Why do I want to manage him? I can't even control myself! Again, every time I pick people at the show, they will select him in nine out of ten. Even if there is only one place, as long as he is here, other people will not play."
Li Shang looked at Hàn Dōng another time. His legs were tall and his body was in excellent condition. He was probably selected and benefited from his size. As for the face, if you can't say it's very handsome then you also can't say it's ugly... his face is very recognizable and you can basically remember it with a glance.
"You just do not see him as the person for the part just because of this?" Li Shang asked again.

"It's not something you don't want to see. What can you say? This kind of person can't do that part "

Li Shang came to his interest. "Why? What kind of person is he?"

"Him? Ah? There are more problems with that one... The first is lustful, unkempt.... he is not very serious; you do not know how many girlfriends he has had. Second, he probably likes bragging / force, lazing all day long. Third, he looks like he has a chronic addiction.... the more you hurry away, the more he drags you to him. Fourth, there are many hearts and eyes, special calculations to be done on him....an average person cannot deal with him. The fifth he is like a God, he is like psychic or something, sometimes he sees people fortunes, seeing things in particular ways......"

Not finished yet, the whistleblowers got up and rushed towards the door. "There is a show again, they need more people!"

Hàn Dōng sees a group of people rushing to the door with an anxious voice over there, he began to struggle and anxiously yell at the middle-aged men: "Fuck .... let go...!"

For a moment, the middle-aged man was stunned by Hàn Dōng's sharp angry eyes, but he quickly eased and dragged Hàn Dōng away to the farther road. The two men tore at each other again.

Although Hàn Dōng was young and well-behaved, his body shape was poor, and the middle-aged man's stout arms easily pushed him around. He wanted to jump over the shoulder and instead of falling to the ground he fell on a fence. Hàn Dōng's shirt tore a big hole and the jean's holes were also penetrated by the twisted steel pipe, causing the entire person to hang upside down on the fence. The middle-aged man had a rough breath and felt almost the same anger as he had before, then he turned his head and left.

"I.....you fuck! ......come back here and put me down! Believe me! I will curse you! ...Hey?!"

As Hàn Dōng struggled while clamoring for help, his clothes were hooked. Not only didn't he break free, his shirt also fell to his face and his waist was exposed to the cold wind. Two long legs hanged up high in the air.