After I was reborn, I became the Jiaojiao treasure of the boring actor

Director Wu sighed and waved his hands, "Have a rest for half an hour."

Qiao Yi stretched out his hand and signaled Tang Jiazhu to let him untie it with his eyes. Tang Jiazhu was a little irritable, but he still took back this trace of emotion when facing Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi led the man out of the shed, and the two people on this side came out of the shed. The director, screenwriter and others hurriedly closed the doors and windows. Director Wu looked at the backs of the two and said to the screenwriter, "You said I gave this half an hour? Isn't it a little less?"

The screenwriter nodded seriously, "That's right, it took more than half an hour to undress."

After thinking about it, Director Wu really made sense, and quickly shouted at the backs of the two of them, "No more filming, no more filming, it's freezing to death, and we will film again in the afternoon."

Qiao Yi took him to the car and threw a down jacket to Tang Jiazhu. Tang Jiazhu was covered all over his face. When he pulled off the down jacket, a smile appeared on his lips, "Baby, are you angry?"

Qiao Yi sat down, "You're the actor, that's all you can do? What about your textbook acting skills? Show it."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you." This sentence can disturb the mood like a feather.

Qiao Yi looked up at him, "Have you ever been accidentally injured while filming?"

Tang Jiazhu nodded.

"Is that serious?" Qiao Yi continued to ask.

Tang Jiazhu shook his head.

Qiao Yi clapped his hands, "That's it, it's no big deal, a little injury can show my dedication."

Tang Jiazhu quit, hugged him in his arms, and a strong voice came, "Don't get hurt, not even a little bit."

Qiao Yi was a few centimeters shorter than him, and Tang Jiazhu was standing on a high place at this time, Qiao Yi looked up at him, forming a weak position.

He stretched out his hand on his waist, "Brother, look, I just cut my nails yesterday. Also, look, I just tore off a barb."

He was provoking Tang Jiazhu, Tang Jiazhu lowered his head and bit his lip, reached out and put his raised hand into his palm, and held it tightly.

After a long time, Qiao Yi softened his voice, "So... can I still film?"

A certain person was not satisfied, leaned in the car and looked at Qiao Yi who was sitting on the stool at this time, "No, not even now."

Qiao Yi glanced at him, "Tang Jiazhu, can you take care of yourself."

"Let's go back." Tang Jiachu also felt a little embarrassed to get out of the car.

Qiao Yi quit, "No, just do what you have to do, hurry down to film, finish work early and go back early."

With his words, Tang Jiazhu laughed wildly, "Then what kind of candy will you eat today?"

Qiao Yi squinted at him, "Eat as much as you want, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yi got out of the car first, and Tang Jiazhu hurried to follow, "You don't have to go back on what you said."

"Anyway, I don't have a part to play tomorrow, whatever." What was he afraid of, at worst, he would sleep all day.

Tang Jiazhu was completely happy now, just by watching his steps into the shed, he could tell that he was so happy, those who didn't know thought he was married.

Qiao Yi said to Director Wu, "Director, let's start."

The makeup artist hurried forward to touch up the makeup, but within a minute, the makeup artist said out of nowhere, "Master Jiu, what's the matter with your mouth?"

Qiao Yi reached out and touched the skin of his mouth, it was a little painful, picked up the phone and looked, the skin was broken.

He quickly tightened his lips, and then said with a smile, "I may be angry and have ulcers."

Qiao Yi's heart is like a bright mirror. What kind of ulcer was bitten by that old dog Tang Jiazhu just now. Really, calling him Teddy is a bit insulting to Teddy.

Tang Jiazhu himself acted as if nothing had happened, he lowered his head and straightened his clothes. He knew everything on the set, and he didn't think too much about what he didn't understand.

With Director Wu's voice, "action"

The two quickly entered the scene. Qiao Yi was tied up and sat on the ground. He looked up at the tall man who entered the door. He had the same skin color as himself. He asked, "Are you from country H?"

Without saying a word, Wei Zheng approached with ruthless eyes, and kicked Jiang Ping on the shoulder. The facial expressions of the two were close-up. Wei Zheng's face was fierce, and Jiang Ping wrinkled in pain. brow.

In fact, Tang Jiazhu knew to hold back his strength, but when he saw the expression on Qiao Yi's face, he still felt a little nervous. No matter whether Qiao Yi was acting or not, he couldn't see his expression.

Fortunately, he held back, and the director didn't shout "cut" when he kicked down, so the scene continued.

Wei Zheng leaned against the edge of the dusty broken table, lowered his head to light his cigarette, and then took a puff, the expression on his face was somewhat relieved.

Because he was shot and the bullet was still in his body, it was very painful, so he could only use smoking to divert some attention.

He didn't answer, he was tacitly acquiescing his identity, Jiang Ping was still the same, looking at the person in front of him unsuspectingly, even though there was pain on his face.

I don't know if he knows that this person is from his country, but he is not very afraid of this person, even if he kicked him as soon as he came in, even if he saw the killing intent on his face, he doesn't think this person is not that scary.

"Who are you, where are you from, and what are you doing in Jiabohai?"

Wei Zheng is not a talkative person, he is used to doing things quickly, so he asked directly three times.

Jiang Qi has already answered Scar's question, but Scar can't understand English, let alone the language of Country H.

He replied again, "Jiang Ping, I came to Nancheng for a trip. I was out of luck. I found out about your shady deeds and was arrested. I'm just a little doctor and a tourist. Even if you kill me, it's useless."

Wei Zheng took out his cigarette, lit a new cigarette with the butt that he had just smoked, took a deep breath, and the smoke rings he exhaled covered his stern face.

Jiang Ping was dumbfounded. On the one hand, he had never seen Tang Jiazhu like this before, and on the other hand, it was because Jiang Ping wanted to show that he was attracted by Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng stared blankly at the person in front of him, took two steps closer, leaned slightly, and approached Jiang Ping, coming with the aura of a king.

Jiang Ping realized something was wrong while being shocked, but he didn't say anything, but Wei Zheng said again, "Do you want to die or live?"

Jiang Ping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, blurring his state of mind at this time. He didn't know whether it was Jiang Ping's fault for Wei Zheng, or Qiao Yi's fault for Tang Jia.

The big bright eyes flickered, "Who wants to die if you can live? Will you die if you can live?"

Wei Zheng took a deep breath, "If you want to make a living, be honest, don't talk nonsense." This is his most tactful advice.

He got up and was about to go out. The close-up shot followed Tang Jiazhu and turned around. Under the camera, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his injury could be seen from the expression alone.

Jiang Ping said in his usual voice from behind, "If you want to survive, go to the pine tree ten meters away from the door and find a clump of lavender flowers. It's a blood-boosting herb."

Wei Zheng turned around unexpectedly.

Jiang Ping didn't look at him again, and said to himself, "You are injured and bleeding. Although the main function of this blood-boosting herb is to treat heavy menstruation, it's the same thing."

He said this very seriously, and Wei Zheng was still weighing whether he was joking or serious.Looking back at his face, I thought of what he said just now, he is a doctor.