Assistant crazy cool

Everyone watched Luo Qiu furiously in silence. Every time he roared, his heart beat.

"Who did it! You all want to fight to the end, right?"

Luo Qiu roared, and suddenly felt a weight on his hand, and looked down, it was Mo Yunqiu who was holding him.

"I'm fine." He whispered, Luo Qiu raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something, he squeezed his wrist again, "So many people are watching, I'm fine."

The protagonist was beaten on the set, and the director got angry on the spot. It was disgraceful no matter how the news got out.

Even if the person is caught, so what, you can call out your injustice, saying that you are unintentional, the punishment is light, people will laugh, and the punishment is heavy, people will say that the big names are bullying the tricks.

So many pairs of eyes were looking at him like searchlights, and everything he said and did was talked about.

Luo Qiu sneered: "Okay, no one recognizes it, let's go."

Of course, there were a few extras howling that it had nothing to do with them, Luo Qiu turned to the director in charge of recruiting extras: "Look, who are you looking for?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The director kept bowing to Mo Yunqiu, "I'm so sorry!"

"You deal with this matter, recruit more reliable people, and don't bring messy people into the crew. The safety of actors is the most important thing."

The director originally thought that he would be implicated and scolded, but he escaped, he was sorry and thanked, he said nonsense, and took the group of tricks away.

Luo Qiu's face was still gloomy and terrifying, without any emotion. He directed: "Zhou Chen sent him back to his residence to rest, Xiao Gu, let's see what scenes are scheduled today, bring them up and shoot first."

"I can continue." Mo Yunqiu stood up, indicating that he was fine, "Don't affect the progress of the filming, just continue."

Luo Qiu gave him a deep look, and told others: "Prepare for the next scene."

Mo Yunqiu was indeed not seriously injured, but the blow of the stick made him feel a little suffocated. Because Luo Qiu just lost his temper, everyone cheered up and the filming went very smoothly.

After work was over, Mo Yunqiu nestled in Luo Qiu's room. He curled up on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding the wooden dolls of the director and the leading actor in each hand. The amber boxwood was warm and lovely, delicate and crystal clear. Bump your head, fiddle with your hands for a while, and have a great time.

Luo Qiu took a shower and stood in front of him wearing light and breathable underwear.

One was standing, and the other was sitting just up to his waist. Their obviously innocent postures were ambiguous no matter how you looked at them.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yunqiu raised his head.

Luo Qiu didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to turn him over to lift his clothes. Mo Yunqiu held the hem of his clothes to prevent him from taking them off. The clothes between the two of them were pulled up to his chest, and a bruise ran through his back.

"So serious? Does it hurt?" Luo Qiu frowned heartbroken.

"It's okay, it won't hurt if you don't touch it."

Luo Qiu took out the medicine and sprayed it on him again, wishing he could pounce on him and lick it again.

He wasn't particularly worried about Mo Yunqiu's injuries. Bruises and bruises are common during filming, but he hated that he dared to injure him right under his nose, and he hadn't noticed it right away. : Xiaoqiu's acting skills are becoming more and more exquisite, even when he is beaten and wrestled, he falls so realistically.

He sighed, turned his back, stood by the bed and fiddled with his mobile phone: "It's getting late, go back to your room and sleep."

Mo Yunqiu glanced at the clock: "It's only ten o'clock, feel your conscience, it's too late?"

Although they are together this time, the accommodation is arranged separately. In Luo Qiu's words, it is necessary to avoid suspicion. It is not appropriate for the director to live in the same room as the protagonist.But Mo Yunqiu snorted, saying that he was a guilty conscience, no one in the production team knew about their previous relationship, and they had lived together for three or four years, so they only came here to avoid suspicion.

Luo Qiu was still sending messages, and the beeping sound made people feel itchy. Mo Yunqiu stared at his buttocks for a while, stretched out one leg, and clamped his two toes on the buttocks.

"Aw!" Luo Qiu dropped the phone, jumped up clutching his buttocks, "If you dare to pinch my buttocks, you'll be exposed to the tiles in the room, right?"

"You drove me back so early, and you're still looking at your phone. Are you going to call some actress to come and dive?"

"I just want to sneak you!"

Mo Yunqiu threw himself on the bed, rolled and said, "Big director, come and dive me! Come and dive!"

Luo Qiu smiled and slapped his buttocks. Although the sound was loud, it didn't hurt at all.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't quarrel with you anymore, I'm a little sleepy after filming the fighting scene for a long time." Mo Yunqiu yawned and got up.

"You want to run away after lighting up the fire?" Luo Qiu put his arms around his waist and pressed him down as if he was kneeling on the bed.

Mo Yunqiu grunted and struggled a bit.

Luo Qiu quickly propped up his body, carefully avoiding the injury on his back: "I asked you, is it the one in the floral shirt, I saw you staring at him!"

"I think he was careless."

"Don't speak nice words for others!"

"Really! I saw him panicked and scared. If he wanted to hit me, he wouldn't just hit me once."

"What is your identity? Can he not panic when he takes action against you?"

Anyway, no matter what he said, Luo Qiu retorted with confidence, and Mo Yunqiu had no choice but to shut up.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel, Luo Qiu muttered angrily: "Damn it, find someone to kill him!"

Being read so viciously by him, Mo Yunqiu couldn't help trembling, lying on the bed thoughtfully.

On the surface, it seemed that the matter had temporarily subsided because of Mo Yunqiu's tolerance, but it really broke out a week later.

That day Mo Yunqiu was filming as usual, but he always felt that the eyes of the people around him were not right, and they were talking about something secretly.

When he was sitting on the sidelines to rest and Zhou Chen handed over his mobile phone, he knew what happened.

The person in the picture had a bruised nose and a swollen face, with gauze on his forehead, and Mo Yunqiu worked hard to recognize that this person was the flowered shirt that slapped him that day.According to news reports, this person complained to Yuji because he accidentally bumped into "Luo Qiu" in the "Informant" crew, and caused several other actors to lose their jobs. Afterwards, he was retaliated and beaten, although the full text did not directly mention retaliation Who is the person in question, but the words directly refer to "Luo Qiu".

how so?Mo Yunqiu clenched his hands and subconsciously looked at Luo Qiu, who didn't even know what happened.

"Show me this kind of nonsense, put it away." Mo Yunqiu returned the phone to Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen said angrily, "This man is really hateful! He beat you so hard that day, and you didn't even find him out. You just told him to get out, and now he's repaying his favor!"

"I just use my name to attract attention, it's all left over from playing."

"But now a lot of people are scolding you, saying you... saying you... oh! Anyway, it's ugly!"

Mo Yunqiu waved his hand, signaling him to stop talking: "Don't think about it, just pour me a glass of water."

He looked indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was in a state of turmoil in his heart. He just stood in front of others, and whenever he found an opportunity, he pulled Luo Qiu to a place where no one was around, and showed him his phone.

Luo Qiu flipped through it expressionlessly, not paying much attention to it: "Tong Chengrui will deal with such rumors, why are you panicking, has he called you, if not, it means he is still under his control, don't worry. "

"No!" Mo Yunqiu couldn't help shouting, only to realize that the voice was too loud after shouting, looked around vigilantly, and pushed the person to the corner, "Did you ask someone to beat this person? "

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I said, did you find someone to beat this person?" Mo Yunqiu deliberately lowered his voice.

Of course, it's not that Luo Qiu didn't hear him clearly, but he didn't expect him to ask this question: "What are you talking about? If I let someone spank him, he can still fart well now?"

"What did you say that day to find someone to kill him..."

"I said it casually, and you believed it?"

The corner of Mo Yunqiu's mouth twitched: "Alright then..."

"Who do you take me for? The underworld?" Luo Qiu complained.

"But isn't Yang Ying dead?" Mo Yunqiu said casually, wanting to go back to the set.

"Wait!" Luo Qiu grabbed him, "What are you talking about, what does it matter to me that Yang died?"

Mo Yunqiu was taken aback: "Didn't you trick Yang Ying into prison?"

"I sent that guy to prison, but why did you use the word 'pit'?" Luo Qiu vaguely realized that he had misunderstood something, "Do you know why Yang Ying was arrested?"

"Didn't it mean drug possession and drug trafficking?"

"That's right, he used his public relations company to hold parties and events for artists, provided various drugs for people to smoke, and even held drug parties directly. That's not counting, he still has things like Hai Leshen, guts It is so big that whoever has a powerful eye and whoever tells him, he can coax people into bed. Afterwards, there is still a way to make people afraid to speak up. I don’t know how many unknown female artists have been arrested under his arrangement. Fans, rapes, oh, there are men too. The police have been eyeing him for a long time, I just said hello and let them arrest him as soon as possible."

Mo Yunqiu was stunned when he heard that: "So, he really hides and sells drugs, so what's the matter?"

"Nonsense! What are the dozens of kilograms that the police found in his company, flour candy?"

"I thought...you framed him..." Mo Yunqiu said condescendingly.

"You only take pictures of cockroaches, don't you? And you know how to take pictures with slippers instead of your hands, right? How disgusting is it to take pictures with hands?"

"...Your analogy is disgusting, and I sprayed it with insecticide..." Mo Yunqiu asked again, "Then he was killed because..."

Luo Qiu looked a little annoyed this time: "I didn't kill him! At that time, I wanted to find someone to teach him a lesson, but he died before the arrangement was made, and I was still depressed."