I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Three heavy knocks sounded like thunder, and Feng Huaining was shocked, and opened his eyes suddenly.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and there was a loud noise in my ears, but it seemed that there was something separated, and I couldn't really hear it.He seemed to be lying flat on a solitary boat, his heart beating like a drum beating in his eardrums.

...Could it be blind?

Feng Huaining swallowed fearfully and tried to rub his eyes, but found that his arm was blocked by something.The long sleeves slipped from the wrists, and the fabric was rough, not the style I usually like to wear.

Feng Huaining was taken aback for a moment, and then an ominous premonition rose deep in his heart.

With trembling fingers, he groped along the cracks of the board bit by bit.

With edges and corners, square and square, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, this is not a bed, nor a boat, it is...

A coffin!

Feng Huaining heard the loud howling outside, the digging sound of shovel hitting the soil, and the sound of several men shouting and lifting the coffin. Shouted: "Don't bury it! It's still alive!"

I think I can still save it again!

However, the people outside didn't seem to hear anything and were unmoved. He felt that the coffin containing himself had sunk into the soft soil, and someone was constantly shoveling a shovel into the pit.

No matter how good-tempered Feng Huaining was usually, he had to gnash his teeth and curse at this time.

Suddenly, he felt the movement around him stop, and the coffin lid on top seemed to be a little loose.

Feng Huaining was overjoyed, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard, the coffin lid on top of his head was smoother than a sliding phone, and he pushed it to the bottom with a swipe.

Feng Huaining was both sad and thankful, which coffin was made by a cheating workshop?The wooden boards were as thin as napkins, otherwise he would have suffocated to death in them if they had been replaced with those coffin boards with thick bottoms and tight seams.

However, just as Feng Huaining sat upright from the coffin board, before he had time to move his muscles and bones, the surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Then, a woman's scream came through the air: "You're a corpse—"

"I didn't..." Before Feng Huaining could finish his sentence, a big brother whom he had never seen before was carrying an iron fork. Duang pushed him back, and then jumped two meters away to protect his chest muscles, screaming loudly. The woman just said loudly: "Ah——"

Feng Huaining: "..."

Brother, no, really, I have no idea about your vigorous chest muscles.

He finally crawled out of the coffin, and suddenly a woman rushed out from the corner, carrying a basin of black dog blood and was about to splash it, Feng Huaining almost knelt down for her, and quickly raised his hands: "I really do!" It’s human, but it’s still warm, touch it if you don’t believe me!”

At this critical moment, Feng Huaining suddenly heard a man's voice, sounding very satisfied: "Ka!"

...Crack? !

Then, there were scattered applause from all around, and the man and woman immediately put away the terrified expressions they had just faced Feng Huaining, and smiled and complimented each other: "You worked hard!", "This shot is not bad!"

what's the situation?Are they filming?

In the end, Feng Huaining, whose head was splashed with "black dog blood", was wrapped in a big blanket sent by the drama staff, and sat in a corner shivering, doubting his life.

It took him an entire hour to straighten out the reality that he had traveled through.

Feng Huaining was originally a little Taoist priest. According to legend, he was the closed disciple of the old Taoist master of the Sanqing Temple in Wutai Mountain, but in fact he knew in his heart that his master was a charlatan who wore dark glasses under the overpass and claimed to be a fortune teller.In today's socialist harmonious society, unsophisticated deception can't survive at all, and his master is also impoverished because of this. He pins his only hope of getting rich on Feng Huaining, who is said to have an excellent fortune.

However, Feng Huaining had already seen through the essence of deception, and was tossed and turned into a materialist by these twists and turns. He would rather recite the whole text of the introduction to ideology than study Fengshui, gossip, and Qimen Dunjia. "Tonghui" is even more untouchable, and I just read online novels non-stop if I have nothing to do.

Yesterday, the master couldn't bear it anymore, so he sent him out to practice. Feng Huaining was reading the novel while absent-mindedly distributing money and positioning. Unexpectedly, the compass was turned upside down. He just read the text and walked forward without hesitation. As a result, he was led astray by the reverse compass, stepped on the ground, and fell off the cliff...

To be honest, Feng Huaining originally thought that he was bound to die, but who knew that he was so fateful, not only did he not die, but he even passed through the book!

His current name is Feng Ning, and he is the supporting role in the background board of the novel "The Best Actor Who Died for White Moonlight" that he read before he fell off the cliff. He is currently filming a newly dead corpse in a tomb robbery movie. .

The "Actor" in the title, one of the protagonists, Xue Lan, the only son of the richest family, has won numerous awards since his debut, and is a legendary actor who enjoys a unique reputation in the entertainment industry.It's a pity that it was written by the author as a cannon fodder attack script.

Xue Lan probably spent all his life's luck on reincarnation, so that when he was looking for a partner, his heart was covered with a thick layer of lard.Not to mention the beauties who had given up the entire entertainment circle, but she chose the white lotus who looked weak on the outside, but was actually dark and cunning.Xue Lan was defrauded of money and sex, tricked his father into bankruptcy, and believed in Bai Lianhua without complaint or regret, and even sent him to the pinnacle of life with his own hands.Until the end, seeing Bai Lianhua and her lover and husband and wife both return the home, and finally became disheartened, and jumped on the 108th floor to end this life.

A simple summary of the full text is one sentence: Are you in love?The kind that abuses the body, abuses the heart, destroys the family, and destroys the family.

After Feng Huaining read this book that night, he was overwhelmed by the bloody ending and the gloomy and collapsed worldview.I even suspected that I took the compass upside down when I went out in the middle of the night, because I was pissed off by this idiot author.

What made him even more angry was that Feng Ning, the supporting character on the background board that he had transmigrated into, was actually just an insignificant stepping stone on the road to Bailianhua's fame.The author's most colorful description of him is "the pocket is more empty than the face". According to the plot of the original work, in order to pay off the debt, he had to rely on the white lotus shou, and he did a lot of trivial things. In the end, he didn't even have an ending of his own, so he completely disappeared with the end of the book.

Thanks to being influenced by feudal superstition for more than 20 years, Feng Huaining accepts the matter of wearing books very well, but he just feels very helpless.The entertainment industry is full of gold, but he just parachuted into the saline land, what a fucking fate.

The only advantage is that the original owner's appearance seems to be pretty good, he is still young, and he still has the possibility of looking forward to the future.

Thinking of this, Feng Huaining, no, it should be called Feng Ning now, and involuntarily shrank back into the blanket again, like a shrinking little quail.

Not far away, the crew was finishing work. Just as Feng Ning was thinking about the salary, a staff member who claimed to be the assistant director walked over and took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to him.

Feng Ning took it over, looked down and felt something was wrong, couldn't help but blinked, wondering: "Sister, is this a mistake? How can you give a red envelope for white things?"

The assistant director is a very charming woman in her 30s. She was delighted to be called "sister" and looked back at the new young man in front of her:

About seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair and delicate skin, exquisite and three-dimensional facial features but not feminine, deep and wide eyelids, half covered by slender eyelashes.A pair of peach blossom eyes, the end of the eye is slanted up, and the straight-lined person's heart is itchy.

The assistant director felt that she hadn't seen such a clean child for a long time, like a clear spring flowing from the mountains, clear and transparent, without any dust from the turmoil of the world.

Feng Ning didn't know why this elder sister kept looking at her, but she was a little embarrassed to be stared at. When she lowered her eyes and smiled, her eyes immediately narrowed into two crescent moons, making her look more innocent and cute.

The assistant director has a bright personality. She thought Feng Ning's words just now were a joke, so she laughed and said, "If you have money, don't worry about whether it's red or white."

After speaking, he patted Feng Ning's shoulder again, and encouraged him generously like an old mother: "Little friend, you have a good foundation and act well. My sister is very optimistic about you."

Feng Ning nodded politely, although at the moment he was more concerned about how much money was in the red envelope in his hand.

Feng Ning is quite satisfied with the thickness of the thumb and index finger just squeezed - as expected, acting is much more profitable than fortune-telling.

Putting the money away carefully, Feng Ning found an empty space on the set, sat on the ground, his eyes fell on the mountains in the distance, and fell into thinking - as a small supporting role in the background board, what should he do? Survive well in this book?It would be better if we could live in abundance.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a commotion coming from the entrance of the scenic spot, and I don't know which little girl shouted: "Mr. Xue is here."

Teacher Xue is the actor Gong, Xue Lan in the original book.

Almost everyone on the set stopped what they were doing as if they had received an order suddenly, and rushed towards the door in a swarm.

Only Feng Ning stood up slowly from the ground, patted the gray layer on his legs expressionlessly, without any impulse to meet him.

Nothing else, I just don't want to get too close to the cannon fodder, for fear of getting bad luck.After all, it is the feudal superstition inherited from the ancestors. This is called seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and instinctive reaction.

But hiding away, Feng Ning couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice - young people are always full of curiosity.

In his eyes, Xue Lan's appearance was exactly the same as what was written in the book:

A man in a black windbreaker stepped out of the nanny's car, holding half of his front with one hand.

He strode forward alone, leaving the bodyguards and assistants far behind.One meter is the radius, and the little girl covered her mouth in front, back, left, and left, "嘤嘤嘤". She wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare. She chased him all the way and kept a close distance.Several girls' mobile phone cameras almost hit his face.Raise your hand casually, and it will immediately cause a burst of screams of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A handsome face that stands out from the skyline without even a pair of sunglasses, just walking towards the set with such a swagger, with such arrogance all over his body, he almost has a sticker on his forehead that reads "The main character is on stage, and idlers avoid it."

Feng Ning originally complained about the original author's description of the scene, it's too fake, too empty, it's like a fighter in Mary!It's not the Taishang Laojun descending to earth, how could there be so many people watching?I didn't expect that when I was really on the scene, I felt that the effect was not bad, as if Xue Yingdi's identity should have such a star-studded lineup.

Feng Xiaotao put his hands in his pockets, poked in place, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the lively and lively studio like an expert, but he was actually trying to remember the next plot in his head.

It seemed that there was a sharp gaze poking at him through the crowd.

As soon as he looked up, it was Xue Lan who was looking in his direction with his chin raised slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

Feng Ning immediately remembered the description of Xue Lan in the original text: he was tall and slender, with a clear outline, a chiseled face, a high nose bridge, a pair of deep phoenix eyes with slightly raised eye ends, lonely and rebellious.

Feng Ning nodded: It looks good, it really looks good.

Then he shook his head again: It's just that he doesn't look like a two hundred and five. What did you agree to be a fool for love?

When Xue Lan looked over here again, Feng Ning looked at it but felt guilty, and quietly turned his eyes away.

As for why he was guilty, he didn't know, it was probably similar to the feeling that he was caught secretly arranging the thighs of a beautiful female teacher when he was in elementary school.