Fly high in the shadow of fire

Chapter 127 Box Lunch
"Huchi, Huchi..." A young man with his upper body naked was eating a box of lunch in his hand.

"Hey, I said you can still eat it." A middle-aged man next to him who was also shirtless said dissatisfiedly with a box of lunch.

The young man who was eating the boxed lunch also stopped the flying chopsticks, said with the food in his mouth, "Don't eat it, it's okay...do it..."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Finish the food in your mouth before we talk"

The young man chewed the food in his mouth quickly, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"Cough cough" seemed to be swallowing too fast, a little choked, and the young man kept patting his chest.

"Phew... I said what else can I do if I don't eat, and we don't have a part in the scene, the director gave me a lunch box." The young man finally calmed down, and then said.

"I shouldn't be partnering with you, an idiot. Look at how long we've been on the stage, and then we died. In the end, we didn't even have a whole body," the middle-aged man said angrily.

The young people were also a little silent, "I can't help it. The director thought our performance was too bad, so he took the clothes away in the end. He wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but the director tore it a few times, saying it was a prop."

It was hard for the middle-aged man to say anything. He didn't expect to leave the stage so early. He thought that even if he died, he would have to bloom for the last time, but he died so unclearly.

"Hey, the protagonist is here. I heard that he and the director are relatives. Maybe he can have a role in the show." The young man pushed the middle-aged man next to him and said.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he hurried to look.

"Grandpa, are you in good health? I was very sorry for making you work so hard." A young man with white eyes said to a gray-haired old man over there.

"Oh, I can't afford it. You just came off the stage, and you didn't even take off your makeup, so you came to visit the old man. How polite you are," the old man said enthusiastically.

"No, no, it should be. Thinking about how you were tied to the cross for more than two hours in order to cooperate, what does this mean to me?" said the white-eyed young man.

"Haha, don't look at the old guy, I'm old, my body is not worse than your young lads, don't worry about it," the old man said and showed his muscles to the young man.

The young man over there leaned against the middle-aged man next to him again, "How about it, you're quite friendly."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Then what shall we say?"

The young man rolled his eyes, covered the untouched lunch box in the middle-aged man's hand, and picked it up, "Mr. Lin, do you have any food, do you want to come over and have some?"

The young man shouted loudly. When the middle-aged man next to him heard it, he couldn't find a place to turn in. Did he say hello like that?
"Oh." Hearing the voice, the white-eyed young man turned his head to look, and it turned out to be the sunny guy who had acted together before.

"Old man, let me go over for a while." The white-eyed young man turned his head and said to the old man with a smile.

"You're busy, you're busy, I'll come to the set if I have nothing to do," the old man said with a smile.

"Then you have to take a closer look, maybe we need your guidance."

"It must be, go quickly, the boys over there are waiting anxiously." The old man glanced at the young man dancing over there and said.

"Okay, take care of yourself, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, the white-eyed young man walked towards the two people over there.

"Why didn't you respond? You clearly glanced at me just now," the young man muttered to himself.

The middle-aged uncle next to him couldn't help but rolled his eyes, it's hell if others ignore you if you're like this.

"Come here," the young man said happily.

The middle-aged uncle was also taken aback for a moment, he really saw hell.

"Hello!" The white-eyed young man smiled softly.

The young man was also stunned, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He didn't expect that Mr. Lin was so approachable.

After a long time, the box lunch was handed out, "Mr. Lin, do you want a box lunch?" There is nothing left to eat.

The white-eyed young man glanced at the anxious middle-aged uncle beside him, and said with a smile: "There is no need for the lunch box, I ate this uncle

The young man withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

The white-eyed young man saw his embarrassment and changed the subject, "What can you do with me?"

The young man touched his head in embarrassment, "We just want to ask, can we continue to act in the future?"

"Oh, so, according to the plot arrangement, you are already dead, and you are still dead for some reason." The white-eyed young man thought for a while.

The young man was suddenly a little depressed, and the eyes of the middle-aged uncle next to him were also dim. Is this really the case?

"But..." the white-eyed youth changed the subject.

There is hope in the youth's eyes.

The white-eyed young man smiled slightly, "However, based on your situation, there should be a comeback later, but the plot is not too much."

"Really, can I wear that handsome dress again? By the way, can I keep that dress as a souvenir?" the young man said excitedly.

"In principle, it's not allowed, but if I talk to the director, I should be able to agree," said the white-eyed young man.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Lin." Just as the young man finished speaking, a voice came from the other side.

"Ms. Lin, come here, the director is looking for you"

"I'm sorry, there's still something to do over there." The white-eyed young man glanced over there and turned his head and said to the two of them.

"It's okay, you're busy, you're busy," the young man said with his white teeth showing.

"Then I'll go first, see you later," the white-eyed young man smiled and left.

"Hey, what's the matter, I said we still have a chance, but you really gave me the clothes" the young man said excitedly.

"What's so exciting, isn't it just a comeback?" The middle-aged uncle said lightly, but his trembling hands had already betrayed his thoughts.

"Uncle, don't pretend, it's not acting, so why pretend to be cold?" the young man said disdainfully.

The middle-aged uncle did not speak. He glanced at the group performers next to him. He knew that this opportunity was not easy to come by. Many people did not even have names in the play. Although his acting skills were not very good, acting has always been his dream. It's okay to play for a second.

"Uncle, don't be sad, there is always something in life, even if it's just a second in front of others, it's worth it"

"Eat quickly, or the food will be cold." The young man showed his big teeth, and handed the boxed lunch in front of him.

The middle-aged uncle raised his head and looked at the smiling young man, with a smile on his face.

"It's rare, uncle, you can actually laugh." The young man hooked the middle-aged uncle's shoulder.

"roll"

"Ha ha ha ha"

(End of this chapter)