[Long Live the Director] Chapter One: Zhang Yuan, André Corleone

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Chapter One: Zhang Yuan? André Corleone?
My surname is Zhang, given name Yuan, unmarried, a master's student at the Beijing Film Academy, and I died at the age of 24. Why "died at the age of 24"
? Because my sister and I were struck by lightning while doing push-ups in the wild.
At the time, we were in the middle of a passionate encounter. My dear sister was below me, posing lewdly, waiting
for me to penetrate her. Ah, those plump breasts, the little nipples on them glowing with a captivating light, seemed to be teasing
my senses. Her breasts trembled with her breath, incredibly alluring. I frantically ripped off my shirt
and pants, kneeling between my sister's legs, my eyes fixed on that beautiful little hole. Not
a single hair grew outside, just a pinkish curtain of flesh in a patch of white flesh.
My reason was slowly being eroded, but I kept telling myself, she's my sister, I can't
penetrate her. My lovely little sister let out a groan at that moment. My whole body trembled, and my remaining sanity
collapsed. The whole world just collapsed. My ears were ringing, and I thrust forward. Just as the head of my penis squeezed in
, a terrifying light flashed in my peripheral vision, heading straight for me. There was no way I could
react; the light was too fast. Before I could react, everything went black, and I knew nothing more.
That's how I tragically transmigrated.
Now, I'm sitting under the Venus de Milo statue, an iconic early Hollywood landmark.
I'm gazing at the starry sky. The towering skyscrapers and those smokestacks that constantly spew smoke are gone
. The environment here is so nice; the starry sky is exceptionally clear, dotted with countless stars.
"Andre, what are you daydreaming about? Berg and I have been looking for you for ages! Your parents thought you
were lost." Two men walked towards us. One was 1.8 meters tall and weighed only 150 pounds—definitely
malnourished. His name was Gans, my classmate and best friend. The other was a huge fat guy, weighing a whopping 200
pounds. His name was Berg, my neighbor. His dad was a rancher; they were considered wealthy back then. We were
roommates. The three of us standing there, each with our own unique charm.
My dad owned a movie theater, which was recently acquired by Warner Bros., so our family wasn't doing too well.
Unlike Berg, whose family was rich, I was currently focused on how to make a living. Oh,
I forgot to introduce myself. Gans, Berg, and I were all top students at the Hollywood Film Academy, and Hollywood is in the Berkeley
area. There are five people in my family: my parents, my second brother, my older brother, and my eldest brother. I don't
have many memories of my eldest brother; I only remember that he went out to work when I was very young, and I haven't heard from him since. I wonder how he is
doing.
"Don't mention my parents. Every time you contact me, you drag them into it. You don't mind, but I'm getting annoyed. So,
what do you want?" I asked.
"It's just a rumor. A very important person is coming to the academy the day after tomorrow. The dean told us to get ready," Berg
said mysteriously.
I immediately perked up. "Which important person?" I asked eagerly.
Berg was about to speak when Gans interjected, "What's his name, Adolf Chook? I've never heard of him."
Being a film master's graduate, I quickly explained, "He's the head of Paramount,
one of Hollywood's giants."
Berg laughed and said, "I must go see if this Mr. Chook is as dashing as you
, boss, haha."
Paramount, of course I have to see. Now that I'm here, in Hollywood, my
paradise, I'm going to make good use of my methods and my advanced knowledge to create my own empire.
Then, what woman can't I have my way with, hehe…
"Boss, what's wrong? Drooling like that?" Berg, seeing me getting carried away with my fantasies, quickly came to wipe my drool.
I quickly slapped his hand away and said, "Looks like we need to treat this big shot well. Gans, go tell
the little bosses in the academy to pick out a few pretty girls..."
Before I could finish, Gans understood and said, "Boss, I get it. We'll make sure Mr. Chuck is comfortable tomorrow,
haha."
We went back to the dorm; it was getting late, and everyone was asleep.
The next morning, I sat alone on my bed, feeling incredibly empty.
Berg saw my sullen expression and unsatisfied look, chuckled, and said, "Boss,
what's wrong? Thinking about women?"
I blushed and said, "No, no, I'm just feeling pretty down."
Berg had already guessed what I was thinking and said slyly, "Want to go to my sister's to cool off?"
My eyes lit up, and I patted his shoulder, saying, "Okay, good buddy, let's go."
Half an hour later, we arrived at Berg's sister's house. As usual, Berg went in to give her medicine, and I waited at the door
. About ten minutes later, Berg pushed open the door and called out, "Boss, hurry up! The drug only lasts 30 minutes.
After you're done, I'll have to go again."
I rushed into the room and saw Berg's sister lying on the bed, completely naked. Her snow-white skin was as
flawless as ice and snow, and her breasts, at least a 36D, were exposed to the air. I couldn't wait to pounce on this youthful-looking
woman with huge breasts, taking off her clothes while biting and sucking her breasts wildly.
A man's efficiency when his animalistic desires are unleashed is truly remarkable. In less than a minute, my whole body was liberated.
I knelt between her legs and pushed my penis into her vagina. I didn't even blink. I saw my
glans push open her labia, and then the entire glans disappeared into her body. Then, I closed my eyes,
pushed my hips forward, and it was completely inside me. I felt my lower body being tightly enveloped by a hot mass of flesh, a feeling of pleasure like a weary bird returning to its nest, which
made me groan.
After getting used to the sensation, I started moving. I thrust my hips repeatedly like a pile driver,
the intense friction multiplying the pleasure. I held the girl tightly, our bodies pressed together, the friction
of our skin and genitals creating a powerful urge to ejaculate. I checked the time; eight minutes had passed
. I needed to give Berg some more time. I kissed the girl's pink lips, plunging my tongue into her mouth
, exchanging saliva.
I started moving again, faster and faster, from rhythmic to less intense, but still increasingly
rapid. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and my thrusting became relentless,
burying my seed deep inside the girl. After I'd almost ejaculated and my consciousness returned to my body, I suddenly felt a pang of regret. I do
n't think there were birth control pills back then, I can't remember. Oh well, what's done is done, there's no going back.
Just then, Berg called from outside, "Boss, are you done? It's my turn, isn't it?"
I quickly climbed off the girl, dressing while admiring her vagina. A stream of white
semen slowly flowed from it—the scene was incredibly lewd.
I got dressed, opened the door, and Berg rushed in, his eyes gleaming with lust. He quickly ripped off his shirt, and I laughed and scolded,
"Why are you in such a hurry? This is your own sister, you should treat her well."
As I spoke, I closed the door. Half a minute later, the sounds of flesh colliding filled the air. I sat by the door,
closing my eyes and savoring the ecstasy of the moment. Inside the room, the 200-pound fat man was
launching an assault on his slender sister.
Berg, stripped to the waist, was a large, white ball of flesh, thrusting against his sister's body. Using
the lubrication of my semen inside her, Berg's slender penis moved rapidly in and out of her vagina.
Berg gripped her breasts tightly, his upper body rolling repeatedly against her like a ball of flesh.
After about 100 thrusts, Berg suddenly stopped, his penis deeply buried inside her.
Although the girl was drugged, she had become somewhat aroused after being pleasured by the two men and let out a moan.
Berg ejaculated quickly, and upon hearing his sister's moan, he realized something was wrong—she was probably about to wake up. He immediately pulled out
his "weapon," dressed, helped her clean up, opened the door, grabbed me, and ran. The two of us
dashed back to the college like thieves.
Back in the dormitory, Gans was sitting on his bed, grinning at us, and said, "You guys probably went to
steal women again, didn't you? Why didn't you take me?" We were embarrassed and said to him, "We'll definitely take you next time, but
we couldn't find you today."
Gans turned to me and said, "Boss, it's all settled. There'll be a good show tomorrow."
The three of us looked at each other and laughed, like three foxes.
After laughing, I asked Gans, "How many women did you prepare?"
Gans grinned slyly, "About four, enough to suck him dry, hehe."
That night, we all slept soundly. Fatty and I were exhausted from the day, and Gans was also exhausted; arranging work was quite tiring. But we had no idea that tomorrow would be 　　the first turning point in the fate of the founder of
DreamWorks, a name so great . 　　 What would happen the next day? Would Chuck fall for it? What romantic encounters would Andrei have? Stay 　　 tuned 　　.

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