Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

In the end, he scolded until Chen Lin's mouth was dry, and the actor still didn't get into the mood.

Seeing that the director's scolding became more and more ugly, and the heroine's big eyes were full of tears, and the other staff were also very embarrassed, the little assistant stepped forward and secretly pulled Chen Lin's sleeves several times, but he swung them away vigorously .

An Ran leaned on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth and watched coldly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he winked at Shen Cheng, "Three seconds."

Shen Cheng couldn't help but look down at his watch, "Well, it's time for dinner."

The heroine's mouth pouts higher and higher, and everyone's expressions become more and more frightened.

Three, two, one.

"Woo..." The heroine finally lived up to everyone's expectations and cried out, tears rushing like waves.

As a senior director, there are certainly not a few actresses who scold and cry, but this one's crying scene is really horrifying. In addition, she takes a gorgeous line, and her eye makeup is much thicker than others. When she was soaked in tears, Chen Lin gasped instantly. air conditioner.

What a splash-ink landscape painting!

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There was still a scene to be re-shooted tonight. Now the leading actor's acting skills are not good enough, and the leading actress is having troubles frequently. Chen Lin is really in trouble.

Stealthily glanced in the direction of An Ran, he still had a laid-back look, with only a shirt on and a tie hanging loosely around his neck, even with a heavy plaster cast on his hands, he still acted calmly and gracefully.

Look at Mo Bajue, always leaning on the side silently, with solemn military uniform, standing tall and straight, with deep eyebrows and knife-carved outline... It really fits well with Jiang Qi in his mind.

But image and so on are not what Chen Lin values, what he wants is acting skills.

To play a character that is completely different from yourself in terms of image and temperament is the real acting skill.

Chen Lin's left forehead was throbbing again, and he still hoped that An Ran could come back, but obviously his injury couldn't keep up with the progress of filming, not to mention, how could such an arrogant person be so soft because of his one or two soft words? Willing to agree with soft words?

It is already a great gift that I have not made myself difficult until now.

Hearing the director weakly waving his hand to announce the end of work for dinner, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Just in time, the drama manager came over with a boxed lunch and dispersed.Before the midnight scene, there are still four or five hours to rest. Recently, we have worked so hard that everyone is hurrying.

The heroine was still crying earth-shatteringly, the nanny and agent kept comforting her around, handed tissues over and over again, and secretly sighed with emotion about her huge water storage capacity.Director Chen Lin thought he had no way to coax a woman, so he curled his lips resentfully, and let her cry before he recovered from the anger just now.

The little assistant originally wanted to go and have a look. He is famous for his eloquence, and he can make people smile with just a few words. With a sad look and a frown on her delicate brows, Chen Lin turned around and followed in the opposite direction.

The other staff members were also busy with their own affairs, and several supporting actors had already finished their roles and left. For a while, the heroine's side was terribly deserted, making the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Shen Cheng said to An Ran with a smile on his face, "Hey, why don't you go comfort me? Anyway, we have cooperated for a few days."

"Hmph." An Ran sneered, her beautiful eyes were full of sarcasm, "I can't bear this kind of anger, and she doesn't need to be in this business anymore, she earns more by selling her body than she does acting in movies."

Shen Cheng looked at him silently, then turned his head to look at Mo Bajue, and sighed, "This is poison."

"Nervous." An Ran gave him an annoyed look, and was about to say something when he suddenly caught sight of someone standing up and walking towards the heroine with long legs.

Shen Cheng obviously saw it too, and immediately blinked narrowly, "Look, there are still people who know how to pity and cherish jade."

The heroine cried a lot, and when she found out that no one was paying attention to her, she cried even more heartbroken.

I still feel a little resentful in my heart, after all, I took the role because of the great god before, I thought I could finally become famous this time, who would have thought that the unkind director would even come up with an oolong like changing roles What's more, that newcomer was rude and dull no matter how he looked at him, and he was fierce when he hit people, as if killing people, no matter how good-looking he was, he didn't have the guts to go up to him.

Two big men can be easily brought down by him without changing his face, let alone a weak woman like her?

She was crying depressed, when suddenly, a slender and beautiful hand spread out in front of her.

She raised her head in a daze, and suddenly bumped into the black eyes of the terrorist. The heroine was stunned, and hiccupped violently in fright.

What is this for?The heroine stared straight at him.

"I don't have anything in my hand." Mo Bajue said lightly, his voice was low and indifferent, and he looked down at her.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The heroine turned her head, but she didn't show weakness.

She decided to squint at him, and very hard, very viciously.

Very……

Not long after the stalemate, the heroine's eyeballs staring sideways at a 45-degree angle became swollen and painful. She was hesitating whether to show weakness first, and retracted the eye knife, but saw Mo Bajue spread the other hand in front of her , "Look clearly."

The heroine unconsciously followed his words and looked at his palm.

Clear lines, deep and simple, but covered with calluses, dry skin makes the palm look even rougher, but as far as a man is concerned, it is really very beautiful.

It's a pity that she still didn't understand what he meant, and before she had time to ask, she was patted lightly on the top of the head.

She raised her head suddenly, opened her eyes wide in surprise, and saw the man twitching the corners of his lips and smiling faintly at her.

That smile was very restrained, not even very curved, but from the curvature of those deep eyes, one could see a bit of warmth rippling with warm water.

"I won't hurt you, don't be afraid of me." Mo Bajue bent down to meet her eyes, then gently touched the top of her head.

The heroine only felt her heart beating violently when she met his gaze, and her whole body stiffened into a clay sculpture.

Seeing that she seems to have calmed down, Mo Bajue straightened up with peace of mind, kept a good-hearted smile, turned around and left gracefully.

=皮= Is he comforting others or teasing them?Everyone petrified and watched his back go away.

But at this time, our protagonist is unaware of the shocked gazes of others, and only cares about recalling the face that was dyed just like an abstract painting by the spent makeup.

Next time I want to bring my little nephew to see... Mo Bajue couldn't help but deepen his smile.

The heroine is also hilarious.

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Chen Lin rubbed his throbbing forehead to get the lunch box. As autumn got deeper and deeper, his headaches became more and more frequent, and his temper became uncontrollable occasionally, and he couldn't even put on a decent expression.

The heroine stopped crying, and finally there was one less annoying thing in her heart. Chen Lin wanted to leave after taking his share, but was suddenly pulled by the sleeves by the drama director.

"Director..." The director stopped him with a look of embarrassment.

Unknown, Chen Lin went in, frowning and asked, "What happened again?"

The drama manager glanced in the direction of the sofa made by the master, hesitated and said, "Mr. An doesn't seem to be planning to leave yet, but for his part... we are not prepared."

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment, then he began to wail again in an instant, his headache exploded violently, he rubbed his forehead hastily, and sighed, "That ancestor..."

The lunch boxes are all uniform dishes, there is no distinction between high and low, they are just things to fill the stomach, and everyone is similar. Although An Ran is picky, he is extremely dedicated, and he will never make noise because of food during work.

But now he is no longer a member of the crew, and his own face is probably not even worth a work meal.

When he was worrying, someone's slender arms went around behind him and took the lunch box silently. Chen Lin turned around, and saw Mo Bajue taking his share and planning to leave.

Chen Lin called him hastily, "Hello, Mo Bajue."

Bajue froze and turned to look at him.

Chen Lin looked at the food in his hand in embarrassment, then at his own, gritted his teeth, put the one in his hand into Bajue's hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "Good comrade, Now you are the only one who has the ability to fight against the great god, so send the lunch box to the people over there."

Mo Bajue calmly glanced at the direction of Chen Lin's finger, only to see that there were two cumbersome young masters dominating there out of place, and they had been staring at him since just now.

He silently nodded and agreed, unaware that he had become the ultimate human weapon in the eyes of the crew.

Ever since the scene just now, Shen Cheng seems to have been lost in thought, staring at Mo Bajue's every move with intense interest, not letting go of even the slightest movement and expression.Knowing that he started to use his brain again, maybe he wanted to poach jobs for the company, An Ran didn't bother to pay attention to him, but felt a little tired, and planned to get up and go back to the hotel, but was stopped by Mo Bajue who walked in front of him.

"What are you doing?" An Ran frowned and stared at the lunch box in front of her.

"Dinner, the director asked me to bring it over." Mo Bajue had already put away the smile just now, his expression looked calm and serious, and he opened the lid of the food box while talking.

Kung Pao chicken, fried whitebait, spicy lettuce, and a soup.

An Ran looked at the red eyes, but he wasn't too picky, and he was indeed a little hungry, so he snorted contemptuously, and reached out to pick it up.

However, it came to nothing.

Mo Bajue frowned the moment he saw the dishes, and quickly slapped An Ran's hand off with a snap. Turning the lunch box around, he stuffed it into the hands of Shen Cheng, who was watching the excitement, which shocked him. Caught off guard.

"Give it to me?" Shen Cheng was flattered.

"Ah."

Mo Bajue glanced at An Ran with a stiff face, "Don't eat."

Why the hell can't you eat it? !

An Ran was furious, and was about to jump up to kill himself again, but Mo Bajue pressed his shoulder with one hand, "I'll go get something else, your arm is injured, so please avoid it."

An Ran stared at him like a monster for a long while, trying to see a trace of a joke in his eyes, but ended in disastrous failure.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, and suddenly sneered lightly, leaning back on the sofa behind him, looking at him leisurely, "Why, have you learned how to flatter?"

Mo Bajue looked at him with complicated eyes, and suddenly raised his hand.

An Ran's heart skipped a beat, his face immediately changed, and Shen Cheng's speed changed even faster than his face, he jumped up quickly and stopped in front of An Ran, "Hey, you want to hit someone again? !"

Ba Jue was stunned by the question, his hands froze in mid-air, and he shook his head with a helpless smile, and stretched out his hands in front of Shen Cheng.

"Food money."

Shen Cheng's face suddenly turned green as if he had swallowed five hundred flies.

It took Mo Bajue a full two hours from the moment he walked out contentedly with the gorgeous hundred-yuan bill, to the moment he walked in with a rough and old food box.

It is still a mystery how the two crew members survived the strong black wind pressure. In short, when Bajue entered the door, a group of people rushed over and quickly pushed him away. To a certain great god whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Cheng had a full lunch at work, and was happily chatting with the heroine who had put on her makeup again, her fingers touched the fingertips of the other party's fingertips, her peach eyes were smiling, and the heroine blushed. The heart beats, and there is a hint of charming pink on the gorgeous face.

Then, the moment Mo Bajue stepped into the set, Pink became shy and turned into a tomato.

Shen Cheng's charming smile froze on his lips.

Seeing his unscrupulous manager gobbled up, the master who had been starved for two hours finally felt a little more psychologically balanced, so he watched Mo Bajue calmly put the food in his hand on the table.

"Slow to death!" An Ran frowned dissatisfiedly and complained, and his face was quite gloomy.

And the gloom lasted until Mo Bajue lifted the lid of the food box, he was stunned again, and then slowly subsided.

Mo Bajue didn't react when he heard the words, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then continued to take out the food from the food box one after another.

Every dish is served on a homemade porcelain plate. The utensils are a bit old, and there are a few missing corners. At a glance, it can be seen that it is their own tableware.

A plate of crispy golden sweet and sour taro, a plate of crisp and bright green scallop lettuce, a braised eggplant sprinkled with minced meat, and a bowl of glutinous white rice mixed with some coarse grains that An Ran did not recognize. Very fragrant.

The food in the food box was placed on the coffee table in front of An Ran, and Mo Bajue picked up the thermos on the side and poured some soup into an empty bowl.

Roasted pork ribs with wax gourd, the ribs are still very fresh, the soup is all white, and it is very tasty at first glance. There are a few green onions floating on it, which attracts the index finger.

Everyone was attracted by the fragrance from a distance, but they all dared to swallow their saliva and stretched their necks to look at it, and Shen Cheng was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he had known earlier, he would not have given up that work meal for the sake of safety. eat up.

An Ran opened his mouth and stared blankly at the silent Mo Bajue in front of him. It took him a long time to find his voice, and asked dryly, "You, you, you, what did you do?"

"Yeah." Mo Bajue agreed lightly, put the Baici spoon into the soup bowl, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to him, his dark pupils looked directly at him, "Drink some bone soup when you are injured, today The stewing time is not enough, it will be better tomorrow."

An Ran was so startled by this man's actions that he unconsciously backed away for a moment, and then realized that he had made such a weak gesture, straightened his body immediately, and impatiently reached out to get the spoon.

Mo Bajue took the bowl back.

"You idiot!" An Ran yelled at Mo Bajue angrily, almost so angry at his inexplicable behavior, "Do you fucking want me to eat?!"

He is starving to death!

An Ran glanced at the delicious food on the table from the corner of his eye, swallowed secretly, and then cursed viciously, the fool who kills a thousand knives is so good at cooking!

Turning a blind eye to the great god's hostile gaze, Mo Bajue sighed inaudibly, and pointed to his injured right hand, "It's inconvenient for you to eat like this..."

so? !An Ran stared at him until his eyeballs almost popped out.

"So... I'll feed you."