King of Ensemble [Entertainment]

This has long been a habit for Xu Qing: he has stood holding an umbrella for an hour and a half, his hands are numb, and his whole body is soaked.It happened to be a cloudy day today, and the wind was bitingly cold. There was a new girl next to her who had already sneaked away while the assistant director was not paying attention.

In the place she vacated, it happened to be a light-colored shoe print that hadn't been soaked in water, but after a while, the shoe print was dyed a sticky color by the water column that rushed over again.

Xu Qing was expressionless thinking about what to have for dinner, and the field manager was standing a little further away on the phone, and the voice came into his ears clearly.

"Yeah, it won't work this time... It's not him, it's the one in the back, eh, yes, mustache," the field manager was a short man in a wide coat and a peaked cap, he laughed hoarsely, "It's almost over when this game is over. You decide the location, and send me a message when it's over...Okay, okay."

The man hung up the phone, and when he turned his head, he happened to meet Xu Qing's eyes. The man suddenly thought of something, frowned and glanced behind him: "Where's the person behind? I remember it was...a little girl in pink, right?"

Xu Qing licked his slightly blue lips: "It seems so... I didn't pay attention."

"These people are really...the one on the right is going to the left, don't leave a piece of it empty!"

The director finished talking to the heroine in front of the crowd, then turned around and wiped his face tiredly: "One last time, try first, come... 1, 2, 3!"

For most of the day today, I have been rehearsing this scene repeatedly. Xu Qing swayed his legs numbly and mechanically, and water splashed under his feet. He is just a passerby in a hurry in the camera, and even the color of his clothes may not be recognizable , just passing by the heroine...

"stop!"

The director suddenly dropped his notebook: "What's going on? Who did this?!"

Xu Qing hadn't recovered yet, his distracted eyes waited for the director to get closer before he pulled back the focus, feeling a little dazed for a while: "Director?"

"What happened to your clothes?"

"what?"

The bald director pressed his shoulders and turned him to show others. His fingers pinched Xu Qing's shoulders sorely: "Stage management! Costumes, where are the costumers? What's going on? Did you do it on purpose today? Yes Was it on purpose?"

A scene dragged on all afternoon, and nothing was filmed. The director's anger finally broke out uncontrollably, and his big hand was stuck on Xu Qing's shoulder and neck dangling: "What's your name? Is this the first time you're here today?" ? How did you do it? Huh?"

Anger and a series of questions smashed Xu Qing's head, and he turned his thin neck with difficulty to look at the back of his clothes, and only then did he discover the reason.

He was at a loss for a moment, and then his mind exploded.

The back of his good suit was stained with something pink, something that probably melted in water, and the dip-dyed dark suit was oddly mottled.

And under the corner of his clothes, there was still a small piece of chewed gum sticking to it.

He suddenly thought of the little girl who ran away halfway.

Xu Qing's first reaction was not to explain to the director, but to apologize immediately.

He knew that any explanation would be futile at this time, the incident had already happened, and the director was already angry. Explanations and justifications would only be excuses to shirk responsibility, and would make people even more unpleasant.

He lowered his waist and apologized sincerely, but the director didn't want to give him this chance.

He couldn't drive away the heroine who was forced in by the investor, so he could only vent his anger on this man who couldn't even act well as an extra.

"Get out!" The director threw the book on his head, "Get today's money and leave, don't use it tomorrow!"

Xu Qing didn't plead any more, he straightened his waist, his shoulders were stretched straight, his clothes soaked in water stuck uncoordinatedly to his body, water droplets rolled out from the roots of his hair, and slid all the way down along his soft and elegant eyebrows and eyes.

Like a teardrop.

He took off the suit jacket and handed it to the field manager, who complained: "Although this dress is not expensive, it must be deducted from your money today."

Xu Qing pursed his lips and nodded, his thin body was not covered by the wide suit, showing a little frailty.

He walked towards the outside of the arena with stiff feet, and heard the heroine behind him whispering to his manager: "My makeup is in my eyes..."

"How long is it...my legs are sore..."

Xu Qing walked faster and faster, and when he was about to walk out of the sidelines, he caught sight of the man standing a little behind from the corner of his eye.

The other party was wearing a denim jacket, the sleeves were rolled up, and his hair stood up like a hedgehog. He met his gaze, and the corner of his mouth smiled, and his lips opened and closed silently—stupid, crazy.

Xu Qing slowed down and closed his eyes.

This time the production team is a fashionable modern drama. If it is not necessary, it is enough for the extras to wear their usual clothes. Xu Qing has been in this industry for many years. That's why he got the chance to pass by the heroine. The clothes and jacket were temporarily lent to him by the scene manager.

Even a side view or a back view is an opportunity for Xu Qing.

He has been pondering for a long time at home how to capture his beautiful side face in the camera in an instant - he is quite confident in his side face.

As a result, the script was temporarily changed to a stormy weather. The rented water truck sprayed water all afternoon, and each extra performer held an umbrella in his hand. It was lucky to be able to show a neck, let alone a side face.

Before the filming started, there was a boy in the group performances who was familiar with him and the field staff, and was very dissatisfied with being arranged to pass by the heroine. Therefore, when everyone knew that the script had been changed, Xu Qing was disappointed, but naturally Accepted, but the boy became excited as if he had won the lottery, as if Xu Qing hadn't shown his face, he would have shown his face. The sarcasm of dead ends.

In the end, Xu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and only replied to him: "This is the place to work. If you don't have the attitude to work seriously, please leave by yourself."

The boy was probably stimulated by his upright words, and there were other extras who couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Xu Qing out of the siege, a thorn in his heart.

"What are you dragging? Do you really think you're an actor? You're still working hard...a trash who hasn't been able to get along for so many years."

This was the last sentence the other party said to him, and now the other party was triumphantly joking with the people next to him, who probably had a guilty conscience and never dared to look at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing clenched his fists slowly and slowly.Kicked out of the crew, deducted salary, cold and numb legs after standing all afternoon, sore shoulders, the hot touch when the director hit the back of the head with the script...

The background sound is the director shouting: "Last time! Attention all units, 1, 2, 3..."

The heroine cried without any emotional ups and downs, with a high-pitched voice and a strong nasal voice: "Murong! Murong, don't leave me!"

The loud noise of the collision suddenly came from outside the camera without warning.

"what--!"

"Card!"

"Stop! Stop! What's going on!"

"Stage management! Field management!"

"Stop fighting!"

"stop it now!"

"Stop hitting! Xu Qing!"

"You go home temporarily and reflect on it. The other party didn't hold you accountable today. It's your luck."

"You said that your legs are not as thick as others' arms, and you dare to beat others like others. Are you promising?"

"Are you fighting with others, or are you being beaten unilaterally? Look at your eyes... ouch, tsk, tsk..."

"Your only advantage is this face..."

Xu Qing waved the opponent's hand away with a slap: "If you can't cure it, I'll leave if you don't."

"Oh, you are allowed to beat people in broad daylight, and I can say a few words?" The doctor at the small clinic on the street was wearing a white coat with a beard, and small red characters were printed on the left breast pocket of the white coat: Changyang Street Huimin Clinic.

The man held a cotton swab in one hand, and applied medicine to Xu Qing with the other hand: "Look, look for yourself!"

Xu Qing took a look in the mirror, his right eye socket was completely black and blue, his cheekbones were also blue, and there were some bloodstains on his brows, which should be scratches on the skin, but it's not a big deal.

He raised his hand to press his eyes, but the man grabbed his hand: "What do you want to do? Are you going to disfigure yourself?"

Xu Qing put down his hands, and didn't want to heal the injury, so he lay back in the chair with half-closed eyes, and comforted himself: "It's okay, he's disfigured too, and he won't be able to join the crew for the time being."

"You're quite proud?" The man grabbed him, gave him a few doses of medicine, his eyes were still wrapped in gauze, and now he became one-eyed Xu Qing.

One-eyed Xu Qing looked at the man from his limited field of vision: "This month's rent..."

"...I'll go back and tell your sister-in-law."

"Thank you, Brother Jin."

"You..." The man didn't seem to know what to say. He cleared away a pile of bottles and cans by the table, put his hands on his knees, and said hesitantly, "You are almost thirty, look for it carefully. Wouldn't it be nice to have a decent job?"

Xu Qing stood up from the chair, took the coat and put it on casually: "What is proper work?"

"At least not like you."

"...Maybe." Xu Qing looked at the floor with only half of his eyes exposed, his figure looked haggard, "Maybe, after these two days, I won't do it."

"Really?" The man had already persuaded Xu Qing countless times, and he was either ignored or rejected on the spot. This was the first time he heard from Xu Qing that he wanted to give up.

He was a little surprised, so surprised that he didn't even have time to rejoice.What first poured into my heart seemed to be a kind of sadness, a kind of helplessness, and a little inexplicable loss and disappointment.

Maybe he once reflected his dreams on Xu Qing. When the other party didn't listen to his persuasion, he felt that the other party was stupid;

"You... Anyway, think about it first." The man said, and took out a set of books from the drawer next to him. "Here, didn't you want it very much before? Happy birthday."

Xu Qing's eyes widened slightly, looking at the "Lonely Novelist" in the man's hand.

Clear red letters are printed on the cover: If the dream of ten years ago has not been extinguished, let it burn forever.

Xu Qing looked at the line for a long time, and it took him a long time to realize——

Today is his 27th birthday.

It has been ten years since he stepped into the ranks of ensemble performers.

The author has something to say:

Open the pit~ The director attacks X group performances.This article is pure nonsense, please do not delve into it.This article is not cruel.

It’s inevitable that some of you didn’t read the copywriting, so here’s another note on entering the pit:

1. This article is pure nonsense, silly and sweet, and prudish, please do not delve into it.

2. Sweet article, the full text is not long (probably?) If you like it, please support the author a lot, thank you!

3. Wei Yiquan (director Gong) X Xu Qing (group actor), 1V1, HE.

4. Growth-type essays, some grievances in the early stage (different people have different opinions on the degree of grievances) Those who expect the protagonist to reach the sky in one step should be careful:)