[Entertainment] Tangmen Raiders Guide

When Tang Wuyong came back in a wheelchair, he was unanimously welcomed by the crew, especially the props crew.

I heard that they wanted to hold a welcome ceremony with firecrackers, but fortunately, Zhao Wenliang, a delicate boy who put on a mask, strangled him in the cradle first, otherwise Tang Wuyong's face might be a little darker.

It couldn't be more sour to be hugged by one rough guy after another.

With an indistinct guilt in his eyes, Director Zhang patted his shoulder and said, "Wuyong, welcome back, you have suffered."

Tang Wuyong naturally understood Director Zhang's scruples and difficulties, and said with a smile: "The director doesn't blame me for dragging down the progress of the crew during this time."

Director Zhang stared: "Nonsense! You are the hero of our crew!"

The action director also came over from the side, beeping softly: "Director Zhang pays for it himself, and wants to treat you to dinner."

Tang Wuyong's eyes lit up, and his smile was bright: "Then can I order by myself?"

"I want to eat Australian lobster, Alaskan king crab, emerald oysters, Kobe beef, Hokkaido red hair crab, coconut-flavored pandan chiffon cake..."

Action guidance: "..."

The action director didn't dare to look at Director Zhang's dark face and the credit card that was about to be maxed out, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Your fracture is not healed yet, can you eat these?"

Tang Wuyong said with a smile: "The doctor said that my bones are not fully healed because of calcium deficiency."

Ye Xiao, who was behind him, suddenly realized, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to his elder brother.

Zhao Wenliang, as a person who was often tricked, couldn't bear the misfortune of Tang Wuyong's little treasury that director Zhang had saved for a long time, so he quickly tugged Tang Wuyong's sleeve to signal him to shut up, and then said with a smile: "Director Zhang, don't take it to heart. , Wuyong is joking with you, he can only drink some bone soup during this time."

Ah!Who was the one who steamed crabs for him last night? !

And he swore that he never wanted to drink bone soup again in his life!

On the contrary, after listening to Zhao Wenliang's words, Director Zhang suddenly felt alive. He pressed the wallet on his waist vigilantly, and took a few steps back: "Wuyong, you should take a good rest now. Let's shoot the sitting scene in the afternoon. Let's find out the status." " After speaking, he immediately turned around and left, although his back was still slightly fat, but his pace was getting faster and faster, no matter how you looked at it, there was a sense of panic.

Tang Wuyong had a heartbroken look on his face: "This year's director is not good, his mentality is so easy to collapse, how can he face the bad reviews of movies in the future!"

Zhao Wenliang gave him a cold look, gritted his teeth and said, "Can you stop being a monster for me!"

Tang Wuyong glanced casually and naturally across the surrounding crowd, paused for a moment somewhere, then quickly moved away as if nothing had happened, and smiled instead: "Ye Xiao, push me away."

The boy wearing a fisherman's hat mask smiled his big almond eyes into a crescent moon in the sky, and gave a soft "hmm".

The wheels made two ruts on the ground and stopped at the steps. Tang Wuyong naturally took the crutch that Ye Xiao brought over, and slowly walked into the elevator.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing outside?" Tang Wuyong's voice came from afar.

Zhao Wenliang was startled, and immediately came to his senses: "Hey, here we come!"

I don't know why, but I always feel that Wuyong just now is a bit dangerous, well, it should be an illusion.

At noon, in order to express his sincere concern for Tang Wuyong, Director Zhang specially asked the chef of the restaurant to carefully cook a large pot of beef bone soup, and then ran to knock on Tang Wuyong's door.

"Ding-dong-"

"Who is it?" Zhao Wenliang picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth casually, walked over and opened the door.

"It's me." Director Zhang pulled away Zhao Wenliang, who was stuck at the door for some reason, and said with a smile, "I asked the chef to make some bone soup for Wuyong, just to help him supplement calcium."

The alluring fragrance permeates the air, scrambling to get into people's noses.

Director Zhang looked at the dazzling array of delicacies on the table, and his smile gradually disappeared.

Zhao Wenliang behind him covered his face in despair.

The Australian lobster with its back open is rather unyielding, and its whiskers stand upright. The snow-white shrimp meat looks like hibiscus petals, and a few broccoli flowers are dotted beside it;

Hokkaido red hair crabs that were originally flaring teeth and claws were bundled into a ball and steamed in a pan, and then became honest, revealing the soft and delicious heart wrapped in a hard shell;

And the Rolls Royce in the oyster world, the Bulgari in the beef world...

Director Zhang looked at the ordinary small earthen pot in his hand, and the soup made from beef bones produced by ordinary farms, and he felt a sense of envy and hatred for the rich in his heart.

It's poverty that limits my imagination.

Director Zhang silently stuffed his small earthen pot into Zhao Wenliang's hand, then picked up a garlic oyster very naturally, pretending that he was just a casual eater passing by.

Tang Wuyong: "..."

Ye Xiao: "...Director Zhang, here are a pair of spare chopsticks."

Director Zhang took the chopsticks, and took a mouthful of the delicious and tender lobster meat with a touch of emotion on his face.Since he got arthritis, his wife seldom let him eat seafood, and even his pocket money has been reduced. This is simply a long-lost benefit!

Can catcher Zhao Wenliang was stunned, and in a daze, he blew a bottle of 82-year-old Coke against Director Zhang.

Satisfied with wine and food, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

Director Zhang touched his bulging belly, and the shame that had been offline for a long time suddenly came online: "Cough, cough, what are you doing, I just came to see you, have you memorized the lines in the afternoon?"

Tang Wuyong didn't pierce Director Zhang's precarious cheekiness, nodded his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's all in my mind."

Zhang Dao pretended to put his hands behind his back, got up and turned around a few times: "Well, then I look forward to your performance this afternoon."

"By the way, Director Zhang, I still have something to ask for your help." Tang Wuyong glanced at Director Zhang with a smile, and then shifted his gaze to Director Zhang's oily bowl and hilly shell. it goes without saying.

Under the silent coercion of the boss, the short-mouthed director Zhang finally nodded and agreed to the dirty deal that smelled like seafood.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day, and even standing in the sun for a short while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Director Zhang decided to shoot the last scene indoors.

Yan Siming lay lazily on the teacher's chair, and suddenly asked: "Du Yuan, do you mind if I smoke?"

A woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful complexion slowly walked out of the shadows, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her vermilion mouth: "You knew I was here?"

Yan Siming did not answer, and silently lit a cigarette.He didn't smoke, just watched the long cigarette burn out bit by bit between his fingers.

The rising smoke added a bit of mature charm to this very young detective. Yan Siming looked at a certain void and said: "Everyone is a cigarette, and the excessive desire and ambition in the heart are the kindling. Although it is bright in an instant, it will catch fire after all."

A trace of feigned doubt suddenly appeared on Ms. Du's picturesque face, and she said softly, "Si Ming, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand anything?"

Yan Siming steadily threw the burned cigarette butt into the ashtray, with a tired face: "Surrender yourself, Du Yuan."

"Surrender yourself?" Ms. Du suddenly laughed maniacally, like a beautiful snake spitting out a snake core: "What did I do wrong to surrender, they deserve to die! This filthy house, these filthy people None of them should exist!"

Yan Siming finally raised his head, with unmistakable pity and tenderness in his eyes: "I know."

"No! You don't know! You don't even know what I suffered!" Miss Du's expression twisted, she took out a lady's pistol and pointed it at Yan Siming, but her voice was very gentle: "Si Ming, I like you the most, Will you walk with me?"

Yan Siming showed a naughty and lively smile just like when he first met: "Okay, my dear Princess."

"Bang!" There was only one gunshot.

Yan Siming finally shed tears slowly.

Director Zhang watched the crystals slowly fall from the long and curled eyelashes, and quickly signaled the cameraman to zoom in to get a close-up of the picture of a beautiful man crying.

Hey, I don't know how many boys and girls who are fascinated by beauty will cry and cry to wipe their tears for the male god after the movie is released!

Director Zhang sighed and yelled Ka.Immediately, I saw a young man rushing to the scene, holding Tang Wuyong's face with distressed expression, and carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a tissue.

Oh, it turned out to be Second Young Master Ye.

This young couple seemed a little too tired, even more tired than him and his wife.

Director Zhang was distracted solemnly, when suddenly a mole face flashed past in the monitor, Director Zhang reflexively said: "That mole, wait for a while!"

The mole face turned a deaf ear and ran to grab afternoon tea wholeheartedly.

Zhang Daoyun was full of energy and shouted: "The one with the mole on the bottom right cheek! Come here!"

Hei Mole looked back hesitantly, and looked at Director Zhang in surprise.

Director Zhang waved his hand: "Yes! It's you! Come with me!"

To be able to be seen by the director who is doing everything every day, what kind of shit luck did this mole face have? !The onlookers were all whispering, with jealousy and envy in their eyes.

There was only one person with a mole face, and suddenly his whole body became cold under the scorching sun.Trembling, he followed Director Zhang and entered the conference room where the leading actors usually used to discuss and study scripts.

"Crack!" The door was closed casually, and someone suddenly spoke in the darkness: "Le Xiang, male, 28 years old, unmarried, was detained for 15 days for fighting in junior high school, and was criticized and given probation for cheating in high school. Punishment..."

In a completely transparent life, Le Xiang's heart sank little by little, and his forehead was covered with sweat of fear.

"I invite you here today because I want to invite you to watch an interesting video."

The big screen suddenly lit up, and a familiar figure wearing a peaked cap gradually walked into the empty stage and climbed up the ladder next to the chandelier.

The video stopped abruptly at this point, and all the lights in the meeting room were turned on.

Tang Wuyong looked mockingly at Le Xiang, who was already limp and full of fear, patted his face lightly with the fruit knife in his hand, and said, "You still want to harm others with your little guts? It's ridiculous. ! Tell the person behind the scenes, and I can consider to spare your life!"