I have seen this male god of rebirth

He Tu is not a good person, he once played in person because he was dissatisfied with the actor's performance.In the end, I felt that my acting skills were better, so I directly became the male lead.

What's even more dramatic is that he just won the best male number one that year.This also shows that some people obviously have acting skills but rely on their talents.

And some people obviously have good looks, but they rely on acting skills.While taking a fancy to the script, Jing Cun also saw who the director was.Seeing He Tu's name, to be honest, he hesitated.But the drama and the remuneration were so attractive that he agreed to it.

"Eat, can this still be eaten?" Jing Cun looked at the white steamed buns with only a few fake snowflakes, but he still felt extremely disgusted.

He Tu went to sit in front of the camera, "Could it be that Jing Yingdi can't eat it? I still remember that the actor in the past ate the roast chicken that had been broken for three days in the crew with relish, and now a steamed bun that just rolled a few times on the ground Is that so hard for you to swallow?"

This provocative, Jing Cun smiled and sat in the original seat beside the street.The lowered eyes seemed to be focused on the steamed bun in his hand, but the hatred in his eyes was invisible to anyone.

The roast chicken that had been broken for three days was something he couldn't afford back then, and his status wasn't high enough to refuse.People in the circle all take Jing Cun's acting spirit of eating a broken roast chicken as a model, but they don't know how much the person concerned resented his incompetence back then!

"The second shooting of the first scene!"

The moment the snow fell, Jing Cun had withdrawn his expression.He raised his head slightly to reveal his eyes, and said in a helpless tone, "No matter what, I won't give up!" As he said, he lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed bun that had been hardened by the cold, with trembling hands.

Xue seemed to be disrespectful, unlike the regular straight fall in front of the camera just now.But they didn't know that the fool turned on the blower.As a result, all the snow fell out of the camera.

"I'm sorry, Director He, the blower suddenly broke down." The staff standing in the studio on the second floor shouted in He Tu's direction.

After Jing Cun knew that the filming of the scene would not be possible, he spat out the steamed buns in his mouth, returned to his seat and kept rinsing his mouth.Mineral water rolled back and forth in his throat, and then Jing Cun vomited it out.

Seeing this distress, the expression on He Tu's face changed slightly, he lowered his head and whispered, "What do you think?"

"Shoot again." A word escaped from the man's throat, the voice was calm and breezy.

After getting the order, He Tu winked and asked the assistant director to come forward and ask Jing Cun to shoot again.The assistant director who felt that life was very important shook his head with a terrified expression, wanting to refuse.He Tu was kicked away by the violent He Tu.

He walked up to Jing Cun, who was vomiting to death, and squatted down to be at the same height as Jing Cun.The tone was full of regret and said, "Is it okay? If not, I think the first one is barely okay."

Then He Tu shook his head again, and said with a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips, "I just don't know how the fans of King Actor Jing think about wasting food."

Jing Cun lowered his brows and clutched his stomach tightly to relieve his nausea.He raised his head after the dim light in his eyes disappeared.With a calm expression, as if he didn't care, he said, "Continue."

"Mr. Cheng, this is the sixth time. I think Jing Cun can already see that something is wrong." He Tu looked at Jing Cun suspiciously, and he felt a little guilty. After all, the steamed bun was eaten in just one bite. .

If a scene is too wrong, people will always find loopholes to sneak in.Cheng Zuo didn't want to make it so obvious, he turned off the computer and closed his eyes, "Make it more natural."

Parked in the corner of Yazhi, the man sitting in Yazhi opened his eyes and looked at the small bag in front of the car, which contained steamed buns, and he was thoughtful.

If it wasn't for that night, I saw Jing Cun and followed Zang Hege into the toilet.If there is no help, Cheng Zuo thinks that the fool will commit suicide again, depending on how much he vomits.

Cheng Zuo thought that that hand had touched Zang Hege's body.May have touched that slender waist, slender legs, even that soft lips...

He picked up his cell phone and made a call, and only said, "Take it easy." After three words, he hung up the phone.

Here I just received an order to do it naturally, but then I received a call saying that it would be too much trouble.He Tu really felt that men at the top of the food chain were all contradictory like this.

Cheng Zuo got out of the car and walked slowly in the film and television city.Just randomly looking up to see the height of this imitation ancient building.He didn't expect to see a smile comparable to the sun.

Following his gaze, Cheng Zuo saw that there were a lot of fans.The corner of the man's mouth slightly raised, when did he have so many fans?

After just thinking for a minute, the fans rushed towards the high platform as if they had discovered Zang Hege.Cheng Zuo calmly analyzed the building, then walked in the opposite direction to the Peace Dove.

When he hugged Zang Hege's body from behind, Cheng Zuocai was surprised that he was really so thin, so thin that every bone knocked against him when he sat on his lap.

However, in order to prevent him from breaking his hand, when Cheng Zuo touched Zang Hege's soft mass, the elastic touch made his whole body feel like an electric shock.