Vigorously miracle

On the busiest street in the city center, a handsome high school student was wearing earphones, standing on the side of the road and waiting for the traffic light.After a while, the green light came on, and he just walked a few steps, when a van approached in the distance. It seemed that the brakes had failed. The driver honked his horn frantically, and the boy was indifferent because he was wearing headphones. The speed ran straight towards him, and the people next to him screamed in horror——

"boom!"

Hearing a loud sound, the earphones fell to the ground. The boy flew out and fell heavily on the ground. The homework in his schoolbag fell out, flying all over the sky.

"Cut!" With Director Wang's order, the van stopped, and the boy in high school uniform got up from the ground, and all the thrilling atmosphere disappeared.

In the next second, the crowd around the shooting site rushed towards him in an instant, scrambling to say: "Is Brother Ming injured?? Do you need to take a break?"

Zhao Jieming took the assistant's small mirror and flicked his bangs: "My hair is messed up."

"Quick, quick, help Brother Ming with his hair!" Someone yelled, and the assistant immediately took out hair gel and a small comb from his bag to help him with his styling.

Director Wang leaned over, rubbed his hands together and said flatteringly, "Brother Ming! Do you want to watch the replay?"

Zhao Jieming nodded, and was surrounded by assistants and walked towards the director.

And no one cared. At this moment, on the ground in the distance, there was still a person in a student uniform lying on his stomach.

Dai Li moved his fingers, slowly got up from the ground, supported the left shoulder and turned it around, barely able to connect the misplaced shoulder, and gasped in pain.

Only a small field manager picked up the earphone and approached him, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Dai Li rubbed the back of his neck: "It's okay."

"Brother Ming, were you satisfied with that scene just now?" Beside the monitor, the director smiled at Zhao Jieming.

"I feel..." Zhao Jieming pondered for a while, "I yelled too loudly when the car was about to hit me just now, and my throat hurts."

Director Wang was startled: "Quick! Pour water for Brother Ming! Brother Ming, you don't need to shout next time. Anyway, we will dub later."

"Yeah." Zhao Jieming sat on the director's chair, crossing his legs leisurely.

"Our brother Ming is just too dedicated." The assistant next to him said.

Zhao Jieming held the thermos cup and stared at the playback camera on the monitor for a long time, then said, "Director... I don't think it's handsome enough when it flies out."

"Not handsome enough?"

"Well." Zhao Jieming carefully described the visual picture he wanted to present, "It should fly higher and farther, and it would be better to rotate 360 ​​degrees in the air to form a whirlwind."

"Okay, okay! Substitute! Do it again!" Dao Wang yelled at Dai Li, "The van is in place! All the seats are in place!"

Dai Li came over: "What was wrong with that time just now?"

Director Wang said impatiently: "Didn't you hear that? Brother Ming told me that we didn't hit hard enough! We didn't fly high enough! You have to turn 360 degrees in the air."

Dai Li looked at the director paralyzed: "...Oh, is your crew responsible for collecting the corpse?"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jieming couldn't help but burst out laughing, and stared at Dai Li playfully: "Hey Director Wang! Where did you find your substitute?"

"Didn't you just find it randomly in the university." The director pushed Dai Li's shoulder, "Don't worry about it, hurry up and take your seat!"

So this reshoot took place at six o'clock in the afternoon.Dai Li didn't know whether he could complete a 360-degree rotation in the air, but the front of the truck was dented a bit.

After paying his salary with the treasurer, he put it in his pocket and went to the toilet.

There is no special changing room for stand-ins, and clothes are usually changed in the toilet.At this time, there was no one inside, and he didn't bother to go to the cubicle, so he stood in front of the sink to change.

He is a third-year student in the Chinese Department. Because his family is poor, he came out early to look for a job. The school is not well-known, and he couldn't find a job related to his major. His only advantage is his strength, his muscles, and his ability to handle beatings, so he has been working in various crews. As a stand-in, when the actor needs to be bumped, beaten, thrown, etc., he is always there.

Zhao Jieming was sitting on the toilet seat in the innermost room, texting with his little boyfriend.

This little boyfriend was hooked up recently, the young son of Xiao's enterprise, very clingy, it was quite fresh when we first got together, but after a long time, I feel tired.He found an excuse to evade the young master's dinner invitation, and was about to open the door of the cubicle when he heard the rustling of clothes.

He looked through the gap, and he could see Dai Li taking off his dirty uniform with his back facing him, revealing his thin figure inside. It slowly flowed down the hollow line of the back, sank into the trousers, and dyed a dark mark.

"Wow~" Zhao Jieming couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

Dai Li took the labor fee he had just received, and walked towards the bus station while counting the money, muttering to himself:

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred... eight hundred and five..."

The 850 yuan is his living expenses for half a month.

Dai Li stuffed the money into his trouser pocket and frowned—it was a bit exhausting to live with this little money for half a month.

It seems that I will find a place to work tomorrow.

At this moment, a flamboyant car stopped in front of him. Zhao Jieming rolled down the window, adjusted his sunglasses with his index finger, and tilted his head at him: "Get in the car?"

Dai Li looked at him blankly, for a long while: "Are you sei?"

Zhao Jieming tore off his sunglasses, "It's me~"

Dai Li: "..."

Oh, it's that silly B who wants me to spin 360 degrees in the air.

So he lifted his foot and left without delaying a second.

Unexpectedly, the car didn't give up at all, and just followed him slowly on the side of the road. The man in the sunglasses in the driver's seat kept talking to him: "Where are you going?"

"none of your business."

"I care about my stuntman, did you feel any pain today?"

"..." Does it hurt?

You say I hurt or not!

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhao Jieming was not discouraged at all: "Hey! Where are you from, buddy?"

Dai Li glanced at him: "Northeast, what's up."

Zhao Mingjie smiled: "Hey, what a coincidence, I happen to really like people from the Northeast."

Dai Li was made impatient by him: "What do you want to do?"

"Are you hungry, let's have dinner together?"

Dai Li glanced at his stomach, said nothing, and continued walking.

"I invite you." Zhao Jieming stepped on the accelerator and drove the car in front of him, blocking his way. "Please have a big meal."

Dai Li finally stopped.

Seeing that he was wavering, Zhao Jieming quickly continued his efforts: "You and I can still introduce you to jobs. Brother Ming knows a lot of people."

Holding the pitiful few hundred dollars in his hand, Dai Li thought for a while, don't make trouble with money even if you can't get along with anyone. If you want to invite me to dinner, you can't stop it.

So, adhering to the principle that saving a meal is a meal, Dai Li got into the car - anyway, if you take a trip with him, you can't lose a piece of meat.

After the car sped away, a person came out from behind the bus stop sign. The brim of the peaked cap was pulled down so low that he could not see his face clearly. He was holding a camera in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Zhao Jieming took Dai Li to a western restaurant he often went to. The waiter was already familiar with him, and as soon as he saw him, he took him directly to a specific box.

The location of this box is very good, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows can see the sea view.

Zhao Jieming crossed his legs and pushed the menu in front of Dai Li, and took a sip of the water glass in a graceful manner: "Order whatever you want, don't be polite to me."

Dai Li picked up the menu, glanced at it twice, and read out the names of a long list of dishes in his mouth: "foie gras, Hong Kong-style baked pork chops, crispy fried beer dragon fish, Hawaiian fruit pizza, deep-sea cod Combat prawns, Australian steak..."

"Uh... sir..." the waiter sneered with some uncertainty, "You, are you reading the menu?"

Dai Li raised his eyelids and said seriously with no expression on his face, "I'm ordering."

"..." Zhao Jieming almost lost his grip on the water glass: This guy is really rude to me.

So 10 minutes later, the waiter walked out with a dense menu.

There were only the two of them left in the box, and Dai Li was sitting by the window, leaning sideways to see the sea view. The warm yellow light in the box and the cold moonlight outside the window were intertwined on his profile, making his facial features very beautiful.

He is wearing a thin white T-shirt at the moment. The T-shirt may have been worn for a long time. The collar hangs down loosely, revealing part of the chest muscle line. Further down, the muscle outline can be clearly seen in the wrapped place , the muscles are well-proportioned but not too strong, just the right kind, on the bed, whether it is a number 1 or a number 0, it is very... attractive.

Zhao Jieming swayed the red wine, thinking: You kid ordered such an expensive meal, no matter what, let me take advantage of it.

So he walked over and sat down on the chair beside Dai Li.

"How old are you?" He started with an opening remark that lowered his guard.

"21." Dai Li said lazily.

"I see that you have to work everywhere at a young age, isn't it very hard?"

Dai Li turned back to look at him in puzzlement, wondering if this buddy would be bothered after a meal: "It's not hard. I'm used to it."

"I have a way for you to make money without working so hard, do you want to try it?"

Zhao Jieming raised his hand, pressed his fingers on Dai Li's shoulders, and touched the skin he had been thinking about for a long time. He was shocked, and said vaguely: "How did you get this figure..." While speaking, fingers Sliding down slowly along the shoulders, the muscles touched by the fingertips were tight, smooth and full of elasticity.

Dai Li raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Speaking of which, this idiot has been looking at me with such wretched eyes since he entered the door, it's really disgusting...

At this moment, this idiot's hand has slowly slid to the position of his lower abdomen, making circles as if nothing...

Dai Li was already thinking about which part of his body would be better to twist.

Zhao Jieming didn't notice the danger at all, thinking that the other party's non-resistance was obedience, so he boldly reached out to Dai Li's belt buckle.

In the next second, Dai Li twisted his wrist, and slapped it on the table with a "bang", the side dishes on the table trembled twice. Dai Li stared at him and said coldly: "Look for the cut Woolen cloth?"