Mr. President's Little Banana [Entertainment]

Yuan Shaojun clicked on the comments and browsed quickly.As an investor in this TV series, it is necessary to understand the audience's evaluation of the actors and crew, so as to facilitate the development of future work.Veteran veteran actors like Wu Jiangyuan have excellent acting skills and are very dedicated to their work. The comments below are full of praise, so no one needs to worry about it at all, but a newcomer like Xiao Jiao needs to pay more attention.

"The little beauty in blue is so juicy, I bet on a cucumber, he will be popular soon!"

"Confiscated the cucumbers upstairs. This acting skill will be a fart, and a scene needs to be shot a hundred times. How stupid is that, and he deserves to be scolded by the director."

"This year's netizens are obviously not good. I have been waiting for a day. Why is it that no one knows the origin of this blue boy paper's name?"

"Report! I know what a hot blue boy! His name is Xiao Jiao. He entered the film and television city for the first time yesterday to play tricks. He has a very soft and cute personality. He was scolded by the director a hundred times without any complaints. He took the trouble to shoot a scene repeatedly! "

"Oh, it's exactly what I thought. You can tell from his face that Banana must have a good temper, obedient and soft!"

"Uh, the wrong type of hand cancer is not a banana but Xiao Jiao..."

"That's right, bananas are fragrant and sweet, soft and tender, I feel that this blue boy paper is such a person... Ahhh, I suddenly want to eat bananas!"

"Eat bananas~ Brother, do you want a big one here?"

"Get out of the way! I declare that this little banana is mine! I will eat it a hundred times a day!"

"I hate eating bananas the most. I feel like throwing up when I smell it. This Xiao Jiao is the same, with a face full of methanol. Seeing him like that makes me sick to my stomach!"

"What a beautiful boy, look at the heavy makeup, the powder is probably two catties thick, I bet he can make people ugly after removing the makeup."

"Fart!" Yuan Shaojun couldn't help cursing, who are these people, why are they so angry!

Xiao Wu was taken aback, and quickly clarified: "Report to Second Young Master, I didn't fart!"

"Not about you." Yuan Shaojun waved his hand, "By the way, Xiao Wu, do you have idols, or idols?"

"Yes!" Xiao Wu became excited as soon as he heard it, "Second Young Master, have you heard of Zhang Cuihua?"

"I've heard of Zhang Cuishan."

"...Well, Cuihua is a singer-songwriter who has only debuted for two years. She is not very famous. You just came back from abroad, so it's normal not to know." He said affectionately, "Cuihua is very cute, her voice is very sweet, she is talented and hardworking, but she just lacks an opportunity. I believe that one day my little Cuihua will shine and be recognized by everyone , to sing on the biggest stage in China!"

Yuan Shaojun blew a whistle, and then said: "If someone scolds your little Cuihua on the Internet, saying that she is ugly and makes troubles, and her singing is like seeing a saw, what should I do?"

"What?! Where did Heizi come from? I'm sworn to death with him!" Xiao Wu was furious, his hands holding the steering wheel were throbbing with veins, as if he would crush the steering wheel in the next moment, "I want to drive twenty small cars. , take turns scolding back! Cursed until he doubts life, scolded until he regrets being reincarnated!"

With a screeching sound of friction, the tires of the Maybach slipped and almost hit a QQ in the lane next to it.Fortunately, Xiao Wu forcibly turned the steering wheel back at the critical moment and did not cause a car accident.

"Are you rushing to reincarnate? Can you drive a car?"

The QQ driver poked his head out of the car window and cursed. When he saw the car that was almost in close contact with him, he broke out in a cold sweat, trembling all over, slowed down the car, and watched the Maybach walk away in a coquettish snake shape with fear. Bit turned back into his lane.

Xiao Wu was also terrified, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, Second Young Master, I was too excited just now, I wouldn't be like this usually, really, please believe me!"

Yuan Shaojun touched his forehead that hit the front seat, took a breath and said, "Okay, let's forget it this time, let's not make an exception."

Xiao Wu's heart dropped back to his stomach, tears filled his eyes, and he said, "Thank you, Second Young Master, thank you!"

Yuan Shaojun immediately registered on Weibo, and entered an ID "The Unbearable Lightness of Being", which he thought was very literary and artistic, and it turned out that the name already existed.Changing it to "an unbearable weight in life" still doesn't work.It was changed to "the unbearable things in life are neither light nor heavy", but it still didn't work.

"Xue Te!" Yuan Shaojun cursed, and impatiently lost "Second Young Master is not happy today", this time it's okay.

Then Yuan Ershao turned back to the previous post with this ID, and scolded the comments that were not pleasing to the eye one by one.

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid."

"Do you have a big banana? Hehe, I think it's a mini banana that's not as long as a finger."

"It's impossible for the little banana to belong to you, not even in this lifetime."

"I think you are poisoned by drinking too much methanol. I advise you to turn off Weibo and take medicine, otherwise you will be seriously ill."

"No matter how ugly he is, a little finger can crush you."

Yuan Shaojun didn't want to fight for that little banana, but there was no room for sand in his eyes. One is one, and two is two. It's fine if you don't see it. Now that he sees these people's obscenities and distorting black and white, he can't turn a blind eye.

If other people he knew received such an unfair evaluation, he would also stand out.

After scolding, I finally felt much more comfortable, and I happened to be at my villa in the city.

Uncle Xiang, the housekeeper, and Aunt Fang, his wife and cook, led three servants and four bodyguards lined up on the porch, and sang in unison: "Second Young Master, you are back!"

Yuan Shaojun left home when he was young, and it took him a few days to get used to this old-fashioned greeting posture. He nodded and said, "I'm back."

After returning to China, his parents originally wanted him to live in the house, but he refused.

He is such an old man, and he still lives with his parents, so he can't justify it.What's more, Yuan's father and Yuan's mother are traditional and old-fashioned people, and they don't look down on those foreign-style things. Yuan Shaojun and the old couple have completely different living habits and hobbies, and they feel awkward living together, so he simply lives on his own. I bought a European-style villa in a high-end community in the city and moved out.Yuan's mother loved Yao'er very much, so she recruited some people who needed to be used in the house, so although Yuan Shaojun was still a single nobleman, there was no lack of popularity in the villa.

Like the people in this house, Uncle Xiang, Aunt Fang and the others were all shocked when they saw Er Shao's appearance, so Yuan Shaojun had to spend a lot of time explaining.

Uncle Xiang and his wife are both over half a century old and have served the Yuan family for 30 years. They watched Yuan Shaojun grow up, and they are closer to him than to their own sons.Uncle Xiang was a top student in the medical school when he was young, and he was proficient in massage and massage. He immediately put Yuan Shaojun on the bed, put medicinal wine on the wound, and pressed it from head to toe, making the second young master howl.

Aunt Fang's cooking skills are only as good as those of chefs in five-star hotels. Hearing that the second young master didn't eat a few bites for dinner, she hurriedly made a bowl of almond cheese that nourishes the lungs and promotes body fluids and is easy to digest for him as a supper.

After Yuan Shaojun finished his massage and had supper, it was already eleven o'clock, and he was so sleepy that his eyelids were battling.

Glancing at the phone, it was still as quiet as a chicken.

Tsk, it's been a day, and you are so patient.

Forget it, go to bed today and talk about it tomorrow.

……

Early the next morning, Xiao Jiao entered the studio at eight o'clock on time.

Today "Secret History of the Western Palace" was taken to the mountains to shoot exterior scenes, and Yang Xiaoxue was too embarrassed to ask him to help, so he had to seriously find another job.

Walking around the film and television city for a while, I happened to come across an anti-war film crew called "The Beacon of the Beacon" who was recruiting male extras. luck.

The recruiter was a fat man in his 40s and [-]s, and he shouted impatiently: "No matter how crowded you are, the table will be overturned by you! Line up and come one by one, or I won't take any of them!"

Only then did the interviewers behave a little better, and they barely lined up in a crooked line.

The fat man didn't ask any questions, and basically didn't look at whether the interviewees were round or flat. He only eliminated a few who were too old or too fat, and wanted all the remaining hundreds of people, and Xiao Jiao was one of them.

Then the fat man took them to a house and asked them to change into a pile of khaki military uniforms lying on the wall. A group of old men grabbed a set each, and began to undress without saying a word.

Xiao Jiao also took off his T-shirt, and just when he lifted his T-shirt halfway up, he suddenly felt something touch his lower back, followed by a cry of pain "Aww".

He turned around wonderingly, and saw a wretched man in his forties clutching his stomach and sucking air, and a tall and strong man with bushy eyebrows and big eyes scolded with a sullen face, "Are you fucking disgusting? Keep your dog paws away, or I will interrupt you!"

The wretched man flinched, squeezed into the crowd in desperation, and went to the other side of the room.

Xiao Jiao: "???"

The tall man looked at his innocent and ignorant face, and it was a bit difficult to say what he wanted to say. After a while, he said in a rough voice: "You go to the corner over there to change clothes. Some people are not well-intentioned. Be careful. Otherwise, you can only wait to suffer."

suffer?What's wrong?Although Xiao Jiao didn't understand what happened just now, he could see that this person had good intentions. After asking the other party's name Zhou Chengfeng, he called Brother Zhou, and then went to the corner to change his clothes behind a pile of debris.

Followed by several makeup artists, they smeared black ash on their bodies and faces, and poured blood plasma on their bodies and faces, making them all look horrible.In some cases, a bloody wound is specially created, the effect is very realistic, and it looks horrifying.

It was only then that Xiao Jiao knew that the group of them was going to play soldiers who were killed in a post-war scene. At first, he felt a little apprehensive and wanted to retreat, but later he heard that playing a corpse would cost 40 yuan/day more than normal The ensemble performers received an extra subsidy of 20 yuan, which added up to 60 yuan, so he gritted his teeth and acted!