Gong Nan God's little rabbit

Counting nine cold days, cold wind howling.

The young man is thin and dressed in white clothes standing in the cold wind, his eyes are full of innocence and childishness.

When the long sword was unsheathed, there was a clanging sound, and the surrounding area was instantly dead silent.

"Cut!" The director wrapped his thick military coat tightly around his body, frowning so much that he could catch the small ice crystals that fell from the sky from time to time, "Fang You...you go and have a rest, the assistant director will go over and talk to Fang You about the play."

The assistant director's eyes changed, but in the end he walked over resignedly without saying anything.Taking a closer look at the people around them, everyone from the actors to the support team looked a bit unhappy, and they all seemed to be complaining and disdainful.

Fang You sheathed his sword, walked back with his head bowed, the assistant immediately came up to him, wrapped him in a long down jacket, opened the thermos cup and handed it to him, urging worriedly, "Warm up quickly, I'll see your face It’s all purple from the cold, and if it goes on like this, you’ll have to catch a cold.”

Fang You smiled gratefully at him, "It's okay, it just looks scary, but it's not particularly cold."

The assistant saw that he couldn't help shrinking into the large down jacket, and didn't say anything.

Once the child gets stubborn, no one can persuade him.Otherwise, why would you suffer like this?

"You've been standing here since morning, are you hungry? I brought milk over and soaked cereal for you."

"Yeah!" Fang You nodded vigorously, even his eyes were shining.He rushed to the set in the morning, and only ate a piece of bread, and his stomach is so hungry.

The assistant saw that he had the same expression as the baby who was waiting to be fed, and couldn't help laughing, and turned to get him milk.

As soon as he left, the assistant director came over. He looked down at Fang You who was sitting on a small stool with an unfriendly expression, and said with a thorn in his mouth: "Young master, the set is not a place for you to play games. Go home and study hard, please don't delay everyone's progress here, okay?"

Hearing what he said, Fang You felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't find anything to refute.It is a fact that my acting skills are not good, and it is also a fact that I wasted everyone's time.

"I'm sorry to trouble everyone, I will study hard."

Fang You lowered his head, feeling extremely annoyed.

The assistant director couldn't help but get angry when he said that, "Work hard, everyone works hard, can an individual be an actor or a star? To be an actor requires talent, do you understand?"

Fang You twisted his white and tender slender fingers hard, tears were already rolling in his eyes, but he resisted not to fall.

He didn't know what to say, to apologize or to justify?All apologies, in the face of his own strength that can only hold back, seem pale and powerless.He has no reason to defend himself, saying that he is not without talent, or is talent not important at all?

But he was just wronged, and he felt extremely sad.

The assistant director saw that he kept his head down and kept silent, as if he was gaining power, and his words became sharper and meaner, pointing at the top of Fang You's head and scolding: "I really don't understand a rich young master like you, who spends so much money! In a panic, why don’t you go to support the impoverished mountainous areas? Burning your parents’ money, cleaning up these moths all day long to harm us, are you a psychopath?”

The word "psychological abnormality" seemed to have stabbed Fang You's nerves all of a sudden, he suddenly raised his head and glared at the assistant director who was scolding vigorously, his eyes were extremely fierce and sinister...

However, before his eyes were noticed by the assistant director, the assistant had already come out of the water compartment, just in time to hear the last sentence "Are you a psychopath?"

The assistant put the soaked oatmeal into Fang You's palm with a normal expression, turned around and slapped loudly on the face of the assistant director who was still high-spirited a second ago, and instantly slapped There were five bright red fingerprints.

This slap was really hard enough, and the loud slapping sound instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the set.

The two protagonists who were playing against each other also forgot their words, and the situation was gone, and they all stared dumbfounded at the rapidly swollen side faces of the assistant director.

The director was so angry that he dropped the notebook in his hand!It's really a rat droppings that ruined a pot of soup, Fang You won't give up until he breaks up the crew, right?

"What's going on?" The director asked coldly with a long face, but his eyes fell on Fang You.It is clear who is close and who is distant.

"Yes..." Fang You was just about to say sorry, but was pulled behind him by his assistant, and replied in a colder voice: "He speaks rudely, I will teach him how to speak for his parents who died young."

"This is a set! A set! Not your house! This is my assistant director, not your servant! Don't bully me too much!" The director was so angry that his neck was red, and the thunderous roar shook the floor. shake.

The entire production crew was silent, their heads shrunk and they didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of being angered.

"If he were our servant, he would be useless now." The assistant continued to challenge the director's bottom line in a flat tone.

Fang You saw the director's face flushed into a pig's liver in an instant, and hurriedly pulled his assistant who had caused trouble to apologize, and was so nervous that he stuttered, "Director, director, it's our fault, I apologize to the assistant director, My assistant just has a bad temper, so don't be so fussy with him."

After he finished speaking, he turned to stand aside and wished to kill his assistant director with his eyes, and bowed, "Assistant director, I'm sorry, it's our fault to hit someone. No matter how hurtful your words are, we shouldn't strike first, you Don't worry, I will be responsible for sending you to the hospital, and I will also bear the follow-up medical expenses."

"But..." Fang You paused, his eyes were very serious, "But it's your fault that you cursed people, and you should apologize to me."