After traveling through ancient times, I came back with the object

Can't smell it, hold your breath, your eyebrows are covered with snow, your eyes are guarded, hiding in the shadows, looking sideways to the outside of the alley.

It was a dead end, like a square opening in the middle of a long street, and they stood at the corner of the opening.

That's right, he also brought us.

The person who could not be smelled raised his head, and there was still a bit of panic in Yuanyuan's eyes.He could hear the clash of swords, voices and explosions in the distance.

Someone yelled, "What the hell are you acting in?", then there was the sound of things colliding and beating, and then there were quarrels of people cursing, "I won't shoot, please, I won't shoot" and "If you don't shoot, get out".

Yuan Yu was frightened and squeezed into Wen Bucheng's arms.

They just slept for one night, opened their eyes the next day and just put on their clothes, they were still tender, before a moment, suddenly there was loud thunder outside the palace, the sky was dark, and they landed here when they opened their eyes again.

Wen Bucheng lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, his black hair fell on his face, and his skin was as white as snow on a high mountain.His long eyelashes moved slightly, and when he lowered his eyes to see Yuan Yu's nervous gaze, he reached out and gently stroked the hair on his back.

Yuan Yu seemed to be looking for comfort, resting his head on his chest, then stretched out his hand, and pulled down Wen Bucheng's hand that was pressing his mouth and nose.

Yes, boring.

Seeing him slowing down, he let go of his hand, and the cloth with every inch of brocade and gold fell like flowing water, covering his knuckle-prone hands.

"I'll take a look." Wen Bucheng said.

When Yuan Yu heard this, he quickly grabbed his sleeve, "I'm with you."

Wen Bucheng saw the worry in his eyes, and the frost in his eyes slowly melted. He stretched out his hand and held Yuan Yu's ten fingers together, and then walked out of the shadow with careful steps.

The long street was deserted, only a few gray sparrows were standing in front of the stall chattering boredly.

Unexpectedly, I was even more puzzled. I walked out of the alley and pressed my finger on the hanging pork.

"Don't touch it!" Yuan Yu hugged his arm.

Wen Bucheng shook his head and withdrew his hand, "It's nothing, this is not pork."

There is neither the fishy smell of meat nor the bright color of pork, as if someone took a dark paint and spread it on a soft object to hang it.

"It's not pork?" Yuan Yu glanced at the pig's head on the table, then turned his head away in disgust, "Let's find a safe place to hide while there is no one here."

"Ah."

The two walked along the Qingshi Road towards the city gate, but they didn't know that in this world, there may be no one on the road, but not necessarily no one will see them.

The crew of "Gods and Demons" received a phone call from the security guard and said angrily, "It's been said that security funds cannot be saved! These fans are really lawless. How many times have they said that they are not allowed to steal in private filming! Again and again, I want Call the police!"

The security guard also said: "That is, since the last time Kou Qiang's illegitimate meal broke in, our security team has been watching the surveillance day and night in shifts, afraid that this kind of thing will happen again!"

In the words of the security guard, he expressed the hard work of the security team quietly.The field manager was furious and didn't think much about it. He waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will give you a bonus for this month."

"Oh, this is our job - thank you!" the security guard said happily.

As soon as everyone heard that there was a bonus, they were immediately in high spirits. When they turned around the intersection, they saw two figures of "thieves". They raised their hands and shouted, "What are you doing! Don't move!"

Yuan Yu shuddered, and without even thinking about it, he dragged Wen Bucheng away.

Seeing the menacing crowd, Wen Bucheng frowned and pulled Yuan Yu back.

"No, don't you want to run?" Yuan Yu grasped Wen Bucheng's hand tightly.

If you don't run, it will be too late!

"Don't panic."

He couldn't smell that group of men with strange clothes and very short hair running towards them. Their hands were empty and they didn't hold any weapons. Only the man in the front was holding a short black square.

The field manager was originally full of anger, but when he saw those two people, every time he took a step, his anger became less and less, until he stood in front of the two of them, most of the anger in his heart disappeared and he didn't dare to express it.

Without him, these two look too good-looking!

I'm afraid it's not the star who came to visit the class!

The field manager murmured in his heart, why don't you come to visit the class and dress like this?The field manager has dealt with all kinds of people all year round, and has a good eye, and can spot the difference in the clothes of the two of them at a glance.

Gao's white clothes are like snow, and the silk and satin with dark patterns are exquisite, unlike the simple materials they wear when they are filming.Not to mention the short one, the dragon embroidered on his clothes must not be gold thread, is it not gold thread?No one will really swagger and walk out wearing a real dragon robe!

The scene manager took a deep breath, this handwriting, the crew has a mine?Let the director see how convincing he is!Look at the actors who can't change two sets of looks in one play!

The field manager was in a constant state of mind, and his face remained calm. He heard the security guard shouting loudly, "What are you doing?" He quickly raised his hand and said, "What are you shouting for? Do you want this month's bonus!"

Security guards: "???"

The scene manager walked up to Wen Bucheng Yuanyu with a smile, and asked, "The two are artists who are filming nearby."

What is an artist?

A small question mark floated above Yuan Yu's head.

Wen Bucheng could see that his gaze was always on him and Yuan Yu, shook his head slightly, and stepped forward sideways, as if he wanted to get closer to talk to him, inadvertently blocking Yuan Yu's body.

"No." Wen Cheng couldn't say.

Not an entertainer.

The field manager thought about it, nodded, "Have you made your debut yet?"

Wen Bucheng nodded calmly.

"Hey, you look familiar to me?" The field manager couldn't tell Wen Cheng.

Can't smell it, revealing just the right amount of confusion.The field manager scratched his head, thinking that this is not a passerby's face, but it does look familiar, probably he has seen the photo somewhere before.

Performing arts is a circle, we will meet someday.

"Then how did you get in here? I don't remember that the next door was filming a costume drama." The stage manager rubbed his sparse forehead, looked at the appearance of the two of them, and thought that some advertiser might have recruited them to shoot commercials, but he didn't. think about it.

"This is the crew of "Gods and Demons". Didn't you see the sign at the door saying no entry and no filming?" said the scene manager, "It's a good thing the director didn't know. Our director is very fierce. If you have nothing to do, let's go."

The field manager thought to himself that these two people would get angry no matter what with their faces, he should not do the work of sinners, so as not to be hated by others.

Wen Bucheng nodded, turned around and grabbed Yuan Yu's hand.The field manager standing behind the two of them twitched his eyes, looked at their atmosphere again, and raised his eyebrows.

Excuse me, this is still a couple.

Wen Bucheng led Yuan Yu to the gate of the city, he did not hide his relationship with Yuan Yu at all.In his eyes, this world is extremely strange, the city towers are small and flashy, the houses on both sides look a bit decent but there are no people, and the things on the stalls are fake, full of low-quality imitation everywhere.

It seems that someone needed a scene like this, made it and put it here.

And the clothes of those people are very strange, but they look like the private clothes they usually wear in the manor.

"Is there any connection here?" Wen Bucheng whispered to himself.

On the other side, as soon as the field manager returned to the shooting scene, he saw everyone with their mouths closed, their heads lowered, their shoulders hunched, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The scene manager asked in a low voice: "Daxian is really gone?" Daxian is an actor in their crew, because the level of acting is so admirable, he is called "Daxian" by everyone.

"Let's go, let me tell you before leaving, either Lao You will apologize obediently, or he will slap his ass and leave after the liquidated damages are paid." The crew said.

"Hiss—can Lao You agree?"

"Of course I don't agree, I'm swearing at the company." The man pointed at the director, and thunder rumbled in everyone's ears.

"He, what a fart! My fart is better than his acting skills! What else is he other than a person!" the director yelled.

"In addition to being a person, he has a face! He has traffic, popularity and fans! Now everyone is willing to watch him, and the funder is willing to praise him. You don't care whether he can act or not. You know that when you stand there, someone will give you money!" The person on the other side of the phone also groaned.

The director's angry eyebrows flew out of his forehead, and he raised his voice, "He is the only one who has money? Why have I done all these years for nothing!"

"Withdraw the investment, withdraw the investment, I invest the money myself!"

The person on the other side of the phone obviously froze, and his tone eased, "Isn't that what you mean, money? The company can still support it for a few days, but the investor's threat to withdraw the capital is also true. It really offends them. How can we make it better?"

The director snorted and said, "Anyway, I'm done talking. If he acts, I won't shoot it. If I shoot him, he'll go away. It's your choice."

The other side smiled and said: "The company is now fully dependent on the gods and demons. If you can find me a person who can guarantee the ratings, I will sell the house immediately for you to shoot without saying a word."

The meaning in the words, if you can't find it, then the director may have to give way.

The director sneered, "Wait a minute, I've been swimming in rivers and lakes for many years, and I've been swimming in rivers and seas, but this little shrimp forced me to stop filming?"

From what the field manager said, it seemed that You Yishou had made up his mind to replace him.Gods and Demons is a fantasy fairy tale drama, and it is You Yishou's first work from film to TV series. He attaches great importance to it. Except for the big fairy, all the characters are selected one by one by himself.

However, a piece of mouse droppings ruined a pot of porridge. Let alone this fairy, he has no acting skills, he will stare corns when the camera is turned on!

Originally an unattainable figure, the character in the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror turned into a demented fool with a straight face, walking like someone tied his hands and feet, his eyes were dull and his expression was dull, the screenwriter wrote him a movie overnight "Me and My Demented Artist" is afraid of murder and destroying corpses.

The one who was pretty good-looking at first looked silly and dumb on the screen, but the key is that he was a very big-name person, who came late and left early, so he almost hung his arrogance on his hair.

The crew complained endlessly, and the volcano finally erupted on this day, and the director drove them away in a hurry.

...But how did the filming continue?

"Oh." Everyone gathered together and sighed in unison.

The field manager scratched his head, then scratched the hair on his hand, and said sadly: "The image of Xianzun is really demanding."

He suddenly thought of something, and said: "But I just saw a man in ancient white clothes and long hair at the door. The image and temperament are simply the deity of the fairy, but it seems to be a newcomer who is shooting an advertisement nearby, so there is no traffic."

"Who, where is it?" You Yishou who walked behind him at some point suddenly asked, startling the manager.

"That's right, it's right at the entrance of our crew... No, director, let me just say it casually, do you really want to meet?" The stage manager widened his eyes, "What if that person's acting skills are worse than Daxian'er!"

You Yishou sneered, "Really? I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe that there are people in this world whose acting skills are worse than Daxian'er! Go and find them, and shoot as soon as you can." You Yishou was also anxious, and he didn't care about the three-seven-two-one at the critical moment, and got the right person first. Besides.

"Yes, but the funds..."

"Never mind, I have a solution."

You waved his hand casually, the scene manager was entangled in his heart, he was afraid that his casual remarks would harm the entire crew, so he took the security guards to find someone in panic and fear.

The security guard said: "Or to bombard people?"

"Boom." The field manager sighed, "Please, please! Please come in."

"We are just waiting for someone to help us in this play!"

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The author has something to say:

If you are still planting trees, I will send you my cordial greetings.

Stupid author: Hahaha, I heard that you guys really want to (beat) me, so here I am, hahahaha, wearing my thickened steel helmet and holding hands one by one, /狗头.

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Jie'an and Qinyinqin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!