High-Risk Celebrity Lifebook [Rebirth]

There were not many scenes in the garbage dump. Cheng Yuming and the crew came back quickly with the machine on their shoulders. Seeing the sign of darkness, they didn't care about rest. Everyone dragged their tired bodies and rushed to the bungalow area again.

In the part between the bungalow area and the dangerous building, there is no concrete floor, and some of it goes straight to the ground with loess and sand. If you lift your foot one step, you can raise a meter-high dust. Dozens of people in the production team walk here, and the sand and dust will soon disappear. Surrounded by the surrounding, immediately enveloped by bursts of coughing.

Jiang Zhuo changed into a clean set of casual clothes, and the make-up artist smeared wound marks on his face, leaving several bruises on his handsome face. Teacher Zhang Ding was even more embarrassed, and the clothes he was wearing were torn.

Both Jiang Zhuo and Zhang Ding hanged on the wire. This is the second time Jiang Zhuo hangs on the wire. He is much more used to it than the first time. commit many sins.

Jiang Zhuo felt that this teacher treated him really well, and he was very grateful.

Zhang Dingheng's eyebrows fluttered above his stern eyes, and he was proud of his past experience: "I used to be a stand-in for a martial arts star to shoot Wia, and that time I tortured my legs to wear out an inch of fleshy skin. Blood seeped from his pants, and he went back to lie down for three weeks without recovering."

Most celebrities love and fear Wia, and so does Jiang Zhuo. He thinks what Zhang Ding said makes sense, and it’s better to finish the filming as soon as possible, but he looked under the gloomy sky, like an old scalper who urged him to work Cheng Yuming, who is working, is not optimistic about the progress of today's filming.

Having a director with a strong sense of responsibility is also a kind of happy distress.

Zhang Ding believes that no matter how good your acting skills are, it will definitely be affected when you are filming for the first time. He has never seen a newcomer who can adapt to filming for Diao Wia in the industry for so many years.

But Jiang Zhuo is very confident about this.

Jiang Zhuo and Zhang Ding were dropped onto the roof of the bungalow, and Cheng Yuming also hung a wire for himself so that he could give them a play on it.

"I want a coherent shot. Qiu Ruizhen started chasing the No. [-] target from the bungalow, and then jumped off. Jiang Zhuo, I'm looking forward to what kind of martial arts instruction Master Guo will give you." Cheng Yuming looked at Jiang Zhuo and took a shot Patting him on the shoulder, he said earnestly, "Behave well and don't let your master down."

Seeing that he mentioned Guo Wenhong, Jiang Zhuo immediately took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "I will work hard."

What Jiang Zhuo didn't say was that the next running movement was designed by himself. There is no one who is more proficient in making cool running movements than him, and only he can bring this movement into the play through processing, and then the martial arts will be held Action, that is his master's handwriting.

After Cheng Yuming left, Chang Ji shouted with a loudspeaker: "Three, two, one, start!"

Target No. [-] stood on the bungalow, panting, and glared at the boy in front of him: "Who the hell are you? It won't do you any good to offend me!"

There was a faint smile on Qiu Ruizhen's fair face: "Go with me obediently, otherwise it won't do you any good if the police catch you."

Target No. [-] stuck his fingers into his hair, with a desperate expression on his face, and shouted hysterically, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have messed with those policemen at all!"

It is this young man who ruined his business for many years, and may even face arrest by the police in the future——

Thinking of this, Target No. [-]'s face became more ferocious, the wrinkles on his face were twisted into knots, his eyes changed from despair to annoyance, and finally suppressed his emotions, he jumped down from the bungalow resolutely, there was a broken bicycle there, which could help him escape , while Qiu Ruizhen was behind him, like a cat watching a mouse, watching with interest for a long time, taking a leisurely walk on the two-meter-high roof, like walking on flat ground.

When target No. [-] was riding his bicycle with great difficulty and was about to pass through the bungalow area, when his eyes full of lifelessness finally burst into light of hope, he kicked his bicycle vigorously again.

He turned his head and looked at the boy he regarded as vicious with a smug smile, only to see a slender figure nimbly jumping from one roof to another, at a distance of two or three meters, he was caught The boy stepped over easily, supported the roof with his hands, swung his body, curled up in a baby style, and came to another roof with a somersault.

With a few simple moves, let him jump down.

Qiu Ruizhen patted the dust on his hands. His slender legs were like sparks blown by the wind. They were too fast to be caught by the naked eye. He quickly rushed to the front of the bicycle and grabbed the handlebar with one hand. It stopped after sliding twice without taking control.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Qiu Ruizhen's bright face, and she also complained: "Tsk tsk, I can't run so fast without roller skating. If it was normal, I would have enough time for 15 seconds to catch up with you."

Qiu Ruizhen even hurriedly asked the terrified man in front of him, "Hey, do you know how long I've been using it just now?"

Target No. [-] got off the bicycle, curled up, held his head and didn't dare to look at Qiu Ruizhen, so he lowered his head and said, "Please forgive me, I will give you money, a lot of money."

"It's fine if you don't answer my question." Qiu Ruizhen's eyes were filled with compassion and indifference, and he sighed quietly: "But you have so much money, why do you still kidnap and sell other people's children, and interrupt me?" Their legs or hands—"

"That's why you came here?" Target No. [-]'s tone seemed to be full of doubt and anger.

Qiu Ruizhen was even angrier than him, he swung his fist and hit target No. [-] in the face, but Yang Guang's face was as fierce as Shura at this moment: "What do you mean 'you came here for this', isn't that enough!"

"You human traffickers should be allowed to experience what happened to those innocent children, so that you will remember the pain and despair left in their bodies and minds for the rest of your life!"

Qiu Ruizhen's fists brought those disabled children's hatred and kept hitting the face of No. [-] target. His mind was full of scenes of seeing those children looking for food in the stinking garbage dump at the garbage dump.

At this time, those children should have been saved, but the culprit who caused them harm could not be punished fairly because of lack of evidence. Since the law cannot punish him, let hunting punish him.

Qiu Ruizhen punched again, spewing stream-like blood from No. [-]'s nose, which stained Qiu Ruizhen's clothes and gradually reached the sand.

Qiu Ruizhen put down her fist and leaned against the wall to take a few breaths. Target No. [-] collapsed on the ground as if dying, motionless.

"Card!"

Cheng Yuming waved his hand and called to stop, this scene was beyond his expectation, there was no ng in the middle, it seemed that no matter who it was, as long as they filmed with Jiang Zhuo, the filming would go very smoothly, Cheng Yuming doubted that Jiang Zhuo's perverted control still existed , but it is hidden deeper, making it impossible for people to see through.

At this time, Jiang Zhuo took the towel from Zhang Ding's assistant, wiped off the red dye on Zhang Ding's body, and asked worriedly, "Did I accidentally hurt you just now, teacher? I still don't know how to control myself."

Zhang Ding took the towel, wiped his face and said, "No, you don't act like a newcomer actor who is filming for the first time."

Jiang Zhuo narrowed his eyes and accepted the compliment with a smile.

And Zhang Ding breathed out after wiping his face, and he was really scared to play against Jiang Zhuo, for fear that the other party would suppress his acting skills. Fortunately, Jiang Zhuo had already mastered the acting skills during the few days in Tingyu.

But just now, when Qiu Ruizhen beat target No. [-] in a fit of rage, Zhang Ding was shocked by the hatred and sadness in Jiang Zhuo's eyes at that time, and even felt a sense of guilt enveloped himself.

Fortunately, Zhang Ding has acted in plays for so many years. He can tell the difference between the inside and the outside of the play, and he can adjust his state very quickly. This is something that actors like Yu Mu can't match.If I change to someone who is inexperienced in acting, I'm afraid I won't be able to act at this moment, and I'm still immersed in regret.

But Jiang Zhuo was even more evil, and before the tears on his face were completely dry, he was stuffed with chocolate by the stage manager, stretched his long legs, sat on a chair, squinted his eyes and licked the sweetness of the chocolate contentedly.I'm afraid I have long forgotten how tragic the role I played just now is.

Seeing that, Cheng Yuming said faintly: "Actors should keep in shape at all times and eat less high-calorie food."

Jiang Zhuo has a body that can't get fat, so of course he refuses to put down the chocolate in his hand.

Wang Yuning was about to hang on to Wia, so he switched places with Zhang Ding, and when he heard Cheng Yuming talking with Jiang Zhuo, he said with a smile: "Director Cheng must have rebelled so quickly because of Qi's drama staff, and now the crew is up and down, but everyone Petting this baby bump."

Cheng Yuming hummed and said, "Just know this kind of thing, keep it in your heart, and don't say it."

Wang Yuning made a gesture of surrender: "My fault, my fault."

Wang Yuning is the youngest and best-looking one among the seniors, and he is also the senior that Jiang Zhuo likes to contact. In fact, whether it is the teacher Zhang Ding who has done his acting class, or the director Cheng Yuming who is his Bole with his eyes and eyes, he is very fond of him. Both are very helpful, and we should get closer to these two talents.

But with Jiang Zhuo's unrestrained personality, he could only respect those seniors, and he liked the handsome and humorous Wang Yuning more. When he saw this person speak well of him and confronted Cheng Yuming, he couldn't help laughing.

Wang Yuning and Cheng Yuming saw that the parties not only had a nonchalant attitude as if they were watching the excitement, but they also laughed unabashedly, and the faces of the two seniors turned dark instantly.

Cheng Yuming's face darkened: "Jiang Zhuo, don't rest, get up and shoot the next scene immediately."

Wang Yuning stuffed a blood bag around Jiang Zhuo's waist, and said with a gentle and dangerous smile: "I remember there was another scene where you were injured, and then I will try to be as gentle as possible so as not to hurt you."

Jiang Zhuo took out the plasma pack, licked his lips and said, "Teacher, what do you want to do to me? The students must be obedient."

"Too poor." Wang Yuning patted him on the head and cursed with a smile.

Jiang Zhuo returned to the position where the No. [-] target fell down just now, and stood against the wall. Zhang Ding went to Wia and lay down again.

After finishing the preparations, Cheng Yuming shouted: "Start!"

……

During the few seconds of silence, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. This person ignored the No. [-] target, but fixed his eyes on Qiu Ruizhen, and squeezed out his mouth to make him remember The title: "hunter, hunter, hunter."

Qiu Ruizhen tilted his head, lazily did not move, thought for a while and said, "Oh, it's a hound."

Hound is what a hunter calls a policeman.

They think that there are always some people in the police force who have sharp noses and can smell bad people, but members of the hunters never think of themselves as good people.

Good people are the victims of those trafficking cases. Good people will always be treated unfairly. Only by picking up a knife and killing those criminals can we leave a clean sky for good people. Hunters are willing to be such bad people. They hope Use your sharp teeth to bite those scumbags to death and drink up their dirty blood. Anyway, they are not clean. One day, they will either be caught by the police or killed by another group of hunters.

There is a god standing three feet above the head, Qiu Ruizhen and others never thought that they would end well.

As soon as the police took out their guns, Qiu Ruizhen immediately turned around and ran. The two chased after each other. Although Qiu Ruizhen was confident in his skills, he was afraid of the guns in the hands of the police, so he had to keep shuttling in the bungalow area. His flexible body gave him a lot of attention. Great convenience, jumping on the roof causes difficulties in police pursuit.

Under the gray fish maw, the dilapidated city is like a crying child. When that vigorous figure appeared in this sinful city, I felt that the sun can illuminate the city.