The male god in the interstellar entertainment circle is poisonous

If the scene between Yarman and Sislia was an opportunity for Yarman to justify himself, and the crew began to nod and say, "Something must have happened yesterday and he was out of shape", then Arman and Mo Yixiao The performance of the play is so good that people can't bear to blink their eyes.

Fansen was recuperating at Zhuo's place, and when he got better, he wanted to go out and find a job to make up for Zhuo's rent.Although Zhuo was cruel to him, he never drove him away and reported him. Fansen gradually felt that Zhuo was a good person and could not owe him money.Fan Sen didn't have an identity document, so he didn't dare to look for a serious job, so he could only go to the black market and find a job cleaning in a casino.In the end, after only two days of working, I ran into Zhuo——Zhuo who was hugged by an old man with a fat head, big ears and shiny face.

Zhuo's identity in the play is a young prostitute who has fallen into prostitution, but Fan Sen didn't know it at first, he only knew that this was a mean young man who gave him a place to take him in during his escape.Following Fan Sen's perspective, the audience never knew what Zhuo was doing.

Until this moment, the black-haired youth who was as delicate as a porcelain doll was rubbed by a fat man with greasy fingers, and had to maintain a shallow smile, dodging shyly, and with difficulty avoided the hand An embarrassing obscenity in public.

Mo Yixiao bit his lip lightly, his face showed a three-point forbearance, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was deliberately charming, with a sticky ending: "Mr. Mott... ...You concentrate on looking at the cards...we will go back..."

"Haha, baby, it's okay! Even if I don't look at them, I can win them to scream!" The unknown man with a chubby body let out a somewhat obscene laugh, with a fat face approaching Mo Yixiao, acting as if he was looking at him. A hard kiss on the face.

Mo Yixiao adjusted his body slightly and cooperated with the other party, making it look like a very real mouthful, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that sometimes the saying that people should not be judged by appearances is true.Yarman is a dog-like person who would take advantage of filming to mobilize himself. This little-known special actor looks wretched, and the scene he played is also wretched, but his actions are all point-to-point. If the eight-point action If you can perform very well, then you can be called a gentleman.

The young man held the arm as thick as his thigh, and said flattering words, which made the man laugh hoarsely, but his own head turned slightly, to the side away from the man's body, and then he His head froze, and his eyes stared blankly ahead through the shadows of people——

Fan Sen was standing there motionless, holding a rag, looking at him.

A look of embarrassment flashed across the young man's delicate and fair face. He suddenly turned his head and buried his small and beautiful head in the plump chest of the man beside him, in exchange for the other party laughing loudly: "What's wrong baby? You're acting like a baby... …ah!!!"

Zhuo raised his head in a jerk, and was facing Fansen's trembling lips, unable to tell whether it was regret or disappointment.The strong man doing physical work just rushed over with a big stride and punched the fat pig in the face. With the other hand, he grabbed the boy's arm and roughly pulled him up from the fat man's arms. , Then he didn't give him another look, and threw him aside like throwing garbage, and rushed up to fight the man who started to swear.

The flying insect camcorder is divided into two groups, staring at the male number one and the male number two respectively.

The black-haired boy was half lying on the ground in the posture of being thrown out. Hearing the seemingly distant sound of beating not far away, he suddenly felt that he had no strength at all.He put one arm on the ground, raised his elbow, and made a vigorous movement, as if he wanted to support his body to stand up, but he stopped again.He had a dazed expression on his face, he didn't know what he thought of, and that arm slowly relaxed again, his elbow drooped down, submitting to the cold ground.

The expression on his face changed little by little, his eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes slowly raised, as if he was staring at something, and it seemed to be just an imaginary distance.

In the lens of the camcorder, the focus of those eyes became blurred little by little. The boy obviously didn't blink, and the muscles on his face didn't change much. He just kept his eyes wide open, and in those black pupils, little by little There was mist on the ground, and the second you thought he was going to cry, the boy suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was nothing in them.Yes, no tears, no emotions, a pair of extremely calm eyes.Then those eyes changed again, they blinked lightly, and there was a sneer at the end of the slightly squinted eyes, matched with the corners of the mouth that turned lightly, like a mocking smile that melted away before it could be formed in a short time.I don't know who is laughing at.

The young man put his hands on the ground, stood up slowly, leaned against the wall of the casino, and silently watched the fight between Fan Sen and the chubby man—now it had developed into a group fight with many people.And he just looked at it coldly, with the same posture as when he leaned against the door of the dilapidated room and asked Fan Sen for his belongings.

"Ca!" Oliver yelled contentedly, "This scene is over! Arman, you two are very good with a smile, especially a smile, haha, you really understand Zhuo Zhen!"

"Thank you director for complimenting me." Mo Yixiao blinked his eyes, and his whole body became lighter in an instant. He thanked the director with a smile, and walked back to his seat, "There is one more show today and we can call it a day."

"Haha, today's efficiency is high." Oliver also felt refreshed. No matter what kind of trouble these people made for him yesterday, he has nothing else to ask for today. With a serious look, "The next scene is not easy, don't take it too easy!"

"Okay, I know, I'll listen to you." Mo Yi smiled and bowed, making Oliver happy again.The crew looked at Oliver's joyful expression of patting his shoulders and laughing, and were amazed at the youth who looked young.Don't look at this young man who is smiling cutely and even a little shy now, but standing on the court is a fallen rose who is ever-changing, confusing, pitiful, and occasionally despised.

The last scene of the day was the first time that Mo Yixiao acted together with Yarman and Sislia, and not only the two of them, but also the third male lead and others, it was a group play.

In the basement of the tavern, a dim oil lamp can barely reflect the faces of people.Mold was growing on the walls, and the whole room was bare except for a greasy wooden table and a few dark benches.However, dozens of people were crowded in this small and shabby space. Most of them were men with different shapes and appearances, but their clothes were equally shabby.The wooden table in the center of the room is full of strange shapes, scattered parts of various colors, and some paper maps with curled edges.A few quills and inkwells interspersed.

With a quill in his hand, Fan Sen marked something on the map with yellowed curls, then looked around, and explained his plan for the uprising to others.On the other side, male No. [-] James carefully stared at the parts in his hand with a pair of nearsighted eyes. There were several other men around him listening to his extremely fast speech and kept saying "slow down". those gadgets.

"You can't do this! ——Oh! These men are so clumsy!" Olena's voice was crisp, she snatched the parts from a man, assembled them, and then raised her eyebrows and showed a bright smile, " Look, I said it, don't always look down on the noble lady."

Several big men scratched their heads in confusion, and Fan Sen, who was looking at the map beside him, raised his head and met Olena's eyes through the figure.At this moment, the two are already in love with each other, and they look at each other with overflowing fragrance and sweetness.

A bee cam gave Cho a shot.He looked at the two people not far away with complicated expressions in his eyes.It’s a blessing, but it’s also the humbleness of being ashamed; it’s the envy, but it’s the pride of dismissing it; it’s the desire, but it never admits that there is still a yearning for love, which is useless in itself…

"Hey!" A small man pushed open the broken wooden door of the basement and ran in, leaning on the wall, out of breath, "...the knights of the nobles... Get out! Get out!"

The lively atmosphere suddenly froze.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Fan Sen.At this time, Fan Sen was no longer the cowardly look he had just fled. Although he was still dressed in the clothes of the lower class, there was a convincing aura in his brows, and the light in his eyes was bright: "Let's retreat!"

"What about my parts?" James, the third male, held on tightly to the things in his hand, "I will never give them up!"

After passing steam locomotives and steam tanks, everyone knows how talented and important this technical nerd is. His stubbornness made others embarrassed. Whoever completed the invention to steal the alchemist's things and was chased by the other party to save him - none of them could make James change his mind.

"I'm taking it all away!" he yelled. "You don't know how important these are! Computers! Get it? Computers! I can use them to figure out how a boulder fell on those bastards' heads!"

Others are still trying to explain, but Fansen knows that to James, even life is not as important as his invention.

"Is there any way - hold those guys out there? Hold them!" he ordered, tapping his fingers quickly on his head - a sign that he was thinking quickly.

"Let me come." A person suddenly said, and people looked at him, and immediately showed expressions of disbelief: "Zhuo? You are not joking, are you?"

"I'll go." Lili's young man raised his chin slightly, and there was something that could be called pride in his expression, "I can stop them by myself."

What he said was so decisive that people unconsciously wanted to believe it.

"You can?" Fan Sen looked at the boy.

"I can." The young man with exquisite facial features looked up at Fan Sen.In the basement full of people, with so many people and debris between them, he looked up at him, his eyes were straight without any fork, just looking at that person, as if he was the only one here with him.His answer was crisp and clear, with a slightly rising tone at the end, almost sonorous, and obviously, this young man's voice had always been soft and waxy, with a hint of indescribable charm.

"Will be back?"

"Will be back."

He stared at the man opposite, with a kind of greedy emotion in his eyes, as if he was greedy for the other's gaze and concern.Obviously, that person used to be like a bereaved dog who could only rely on his shelter to survive, but now he has become a leader, standing here, pointing to a bright future-a future that he has never dared to imagine.But this person, bit by bit, put this future in front of him.

There was a strange emotion in Zhuo's eyes.

Fan Sen could only see the boy's burning black eyes.They were like two exploding stars, so hot.He paused in his heart, but he still chose to walk over and pat the young man on the shoulder twice: "Go, remember, you said it back, don't try to waste your life—brothers, go as fast as you can, Pack up those parts, James!"

"it is good!"

Amidst the enthusiastic echo, everyone quickly packed their bags.

One of the bee cameras separated and followed in the shadow of the young man leaving with his back to the crowd.

Zhuo went to the door of the basement alone, and went outside—it was hidden in the underground of the tavern, and it was the tavern's job who reported to them.There is a passage leading to the outside in the basement, so Fan Sen and the others just need to clean up quickly and get out before the searchers enter the basement.

Thinking of this, the young man quickly climbed up the narrow stairs, turned around and hastily locked the passage leading to the basement behind him—he could already hear the sound of armor clashing on the knights—they had already entered the tavern!Before he had time to think about it, he randomly pulled a few brooms to block the passage.

"...No rebels?" The arrogant knight was pressing the tavern clerk who had reported the news before, and he scanned the narrow space with a pair of eagle eyes in disbelief, "Obviously someone reported suspicious people coming and going in and out of your place!——There , Where does that door lead to? Give me the key, open it!" He pointed to the passage that Zhuo had just locked.The man shook his head in horror, but he couldn't stop the knight: "Don't give me the key? Then I'll break the lock with my sword!"

"What are you doing, Sir Knight, in such a hurry?" The light laughter was like a spirit snake, with an indescribably charming charm, "It's a small place for business... taverns, the wines are all the same, what do you think is the reason for staying here?" What about the returning customers?" The fairy-like oriental boy snuggled into the cold armor with a smile, but his slightly downcast eyes were full of murderous intent and desolation.

"Okay! Card! This match went well!" Director Oliver's voice sounded cheerfully.

In the next second, the young man with a charming face recovered his clear eyes, ran to the rest area with long legs, grabbed a notebook and wrote a few strokes, and then strode towards Sislia: "8 :1 Oh!"

Cecilia: What?