Chapter 1
"Over there, don't move around. The bombing point is far away from you, and it won't hurt you. Be professional and fight for it."

Hearing the voice of the assistant director, Zhou Le sighed secretly. The three years of his career in Beidiao made him deeply realize that complaints cannot exist. sides of the face.

A dead body on the battlefield in a war scene.

Zhou Le's work today.

The ground is very cold and bitterly cold. It has just returned to the earth in spring, and wearing the winter military uniform that has been covered for an unknown period of time, even lying on the ground, the stinky smell keeps hitting the nose.

From the beginning of the director's shout to the progress of the whole scene, it has nothing to do with Zhou Le, he just needs to lie there honestly, plus the soldiers marching from the back of the two group scenes, this is his day's work, the income , 120 yuan.

With the sound of explosions, shouts, and footsteps, Zhou Le only thought in his heart that he would not be trampled on. In fact, if he had a better relationship with Mr. Chen, he would put a pack of cigarettes in the morning, and maybe the one with his head upside down The character of the dead body is his own, and it is said that the camera wants to shoot it.

"I really shouldn't have saved the 20 yuan, but it's a chance to get into the camera with a straight face. Uh... what a bad luck!"

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, Zhou Le felt a burst of numbness and pain in his left hand. What a pity, he was stepped on and couldn't move. I'm a dead body now.

The explosion point exploded, and with the sound of the explosion point, there was a bang, and there was a pain in the left temple. Before the curse in his heart could be vented, Zhou Le passed out.

"Actor growth assistance system, the binding is on..."

It wasn't a stone that opened Zhou Le's temple, but a small piece of ice-like crystal that was splashed by an explosion point under the soil before, and it melted when it encountered blood.

"Okay, it's over. Next scene." A few seconds later, the director announced that the scene had passed, and the 'dead bodies' and wounded near the trench also stood up one after another. Moved, came over and shouted: "Zhou Le, this one is over, let's go."

Seeing that he didn't respond, he kicked Zhou Le's foot, squatted down and pulled his arm...

"Someone is hurt!"

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"The actor growth assistance system is successfully bound, and the 'simulation performance' function is enabled. Please input the desired simulation scene settings by the host, and enter the 'simulation performance'."

When Zhou Le regained consciousness, a mechanically cold voice came from his mind. He didn't choose to open his eyes, but waited silently.

Gone?

For more than ten seconds, the cold system sound did not reappear. Zhou Le, who has read thousands of online novels in his spare time while filming, knows that this is an actor growth assistance system, which is quite low.

The voice of talking came from the ear, Zhou Le could only put aside the exploration of this system for the time being, opened his eyes, and let himself wake up.

"Um……"

"Zhou Le, you're awake, how do you feel, does your head still hurt?"

It was Zhou Le's half-roommate Sun Xiang who was talking, and a young doctor was standing beside him, presumably it was the two of them who were talking just now.

The young doctor came over and gave Zhou Le a simple examination to see his reaction and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him. After a few instructions, the implication was very clear. It is good for you to continue to stay in the hospital for observation and observation, but if you want to leave the hospital, there is no way. what is the problem.

"Don't worry, there will be no scars."

In Studio City Hospital, every doctor and nurse will face the same problem as the patient, regardless of whether it is a star or a low-level extra, they are very concerned about whether any form of scar will leave a scar.

The doctor left, and Sun Xiang, who sat down with his mouth curled, was full of displeasure: "Now this crew is becoming more and more unreliable, and I would rather wear armor in a costume drama than a war drama. I can't figure it out."

Zhou Le tried to move, but his body was fine. He touched his gauze-covered head, but he didn't feel any obvious pain. He shook his head slightly, but it was fine.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Sun Xiang's concern was perfunctory, and he didn't have any friendship at all. If he didn't live next door and take today's work together, he wouldn't want to come to the hospital to take care of him after work. other people.

"It's nothing. Since the doctor said it's all right, don't waste the crew's money here. It's not a small expense to stay in the studio hospital for a day."

Sun Xiang also agrees with Zhou Le's words, just prescribe some medicine for skin trauma and go back to raise it. Although each crew has a business-oriented top-down responsibility for everything under the constraints of the above, but as a small group, you don't have to do it for the three. Gua Liangzao went to offend a film crew, because of that little money, it won't be worth it to get a bad reputation in the circle, and it won't even get a job in the future, and the price to pay is even greater.

A group performer or a crew, whose words are more powerful and easier to be recognized by the majority?
The answer is not hard to come by.

Knowing that Zhou Le was going to be discharged from the hospital after the examination, a staff member of the production team arrived at the hospital soon. After paying off the expenses, he gave Zhou Le 1000 yuan in nutrition expenses. The young man patted his shoulder and left a phone number , claiming that if there is work in the future, he will say hello.

"call!"

Walking out of the hospital, Zhou Le let out a sigh of relief with a slightly gloomy expression. It was a rare extravagance to take a taxi in the studio and leave the studio. Less than 5 minutes away from the studio were Zhou Le and Sun Xiang. Where I lived, I got off the car and passed by a convenience store supermarket, bought two boxes of Yuxi cigarettes and stuffed them for Sun Xiang: "Xiangzi, my head is still dizzy, I won't invite you to drink tonight, wait for two days, we brothers have a good meal .”

"Okay! You have hurt your head after all, go back and lie down for two days, and just yell if you have something to do."

Coming out of the convenience store, Sun Xiang waved his hand and left on the way home. Zhou Le watched his disappearing back and turned to walk towards the alley next to the convenience store.

Compared with the improvement of various infrastructures in the movie theater, the large circle outside the movie theater extends to the range of the expressway and the national road, which is more like the urban villages and ant tribe gathering places in Yanjing back then. The environment is poor and crowded. Gathering dreamers from all over Asia, such an environment is demolished year by year due to the construction of each special block in the film city. Every demolition means that the area of ​​the gathering place is reduced, which means living in The living space of people here is once again compressed.

Small, crowded, messy, perhaps accompanied by another demolition at the end of last year, which made the living area more crowded, and 'dirty' inevitably invaded this area.

Zhou Le lived in a house of the ant tribe. Originally, the owner of this piece of land got the demolition money for the land, but his own house is still there, expanded and repaired. He has long-term mature experience in Yanjing. A gathering place for drifters.

Based on the level of today's 'Great Bei Piao Era', Zhou Le can be called the bottom no matter whether it is work or residence, it is only a little bit better than those at the bottom where food and clothing are difficult to sustain, at least he can still afford it. The living rent of a single room, even if the single room is actually only seven square meters and does not have an independent bathroom, but since three years ago when I was struggling to drift north with my bags on my back, now I can get a little money back for my family every year, and I can do it myself Surviving in the 'Hollywood of the East', he is just 22 years old and has not let his dreams fade in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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