Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

Having achieved his goal, the sparrow turned its head, fluttered its wings, and landed on Lin Cen's shoulder.

Fu Zhou: "..."

Lin Cen couldn't help laughing. It just so happened that the landlord Fu Zhou contacted ran over from the village sweating profusely. He fixed his eyes on Lin Cen, who was the most dazzling in the crowd, "You are the director of Fu Zhou, right? I'm sorry, right?" Stay, this autumn harvest season is too busy, so I came late, my family and I have already packed the room, please take someone with me."

Lin Cen pointed to the dark-faced Fu Zhou beside him, "He's the one, and I'm an actor."

The landlord slapped his head and smiled awkwardly, "I'll just say it! How can there be such a good-looking director? Director Fu Zhou, I'm sorry."

Fu Zhou was unhappy at first, but seeing his honest and honest appearance, he couldn't get angry anymore, "It's okay, after all, you haven't seen me, fellow, take us to your house first, we There are a lot of things to sort out."

The landlord let out a sigh, took them home, and excitedly promoted his home, "I can assure you, my house is the largest and brightest in the village! There are also many rooms, and it's a piece of cake for seven or eight people... "

He glanced back, from the director to the actors to the camera assistant and the various staff members, and said dryly, "Seventeen or eight are actually..."

The actors' agents, assistants, and their own make-up artists were carrying packages, and those with large and small bags chased after him.

The landlord's voice began to tremble gradually, "Two, 27, [-]..."

He couldn't continue, and after half a minute of silence, the landlord laughed dryly, "Director, you didn't tell me that so many people could come, did you?"

Fu Zhou's eyes glanced coolly at the assistants behind him, and the manager was nothing more than a manager, but some people brought two or three assistants alone.

"Is there a Datong shop?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

So when they got to the place, the stars, who were exhausted by boats and cars and waiting for a room to rest, found that they had to squeeze into a shared bunk with their assistant managers and other actors, male and female.

Mingming, who had never enjoyed such treatment before, was startled and then angry, "Isn't this a shame?"

"There are so many villagers, how many homes can we live in? Why do you have to squeeze together!"

Fu Zhou just snorted coldly, "If you don't want to live here, you can go back now, and I will cover all the round-trip fares and gas."

The high-spirited and disconcerting person instantly became dumb.

Fuzhou's movies go so well, it's harder to get in again.

It is said that it is a Datong shop, and it is not so shabby that more than a dozen people live in a room, about five or six people live in a room. Fu Zhou took Lin Cen, He Run, the makeup artist, and Ruan Zhao, who was appointed by Fan Yunshan to take care of him, to live in a room.

There was a bird on Lin Cen's shoulders. When he packed up his things and went out, Fu Zhou was instructing the photographer, "Lock the door at night, and be careful with the equipment."

As soon as Fu Zhou turned his head, he saw the coquettish little sparrow that was still rubbing against Lin Cen's shoulder in the palm of his hand before. The little head was next to Lin Cen's side face, and the head tilted was so cute.

Feeling like an arrow had been shot in his heart, he snorted, turned his head and went back to the house.

He Run was puzzled: "How did you provoke him?"

Lin Cen shrugged, the little sparrow claws on his shoulders frantically pulled Lin Cen's clothes, He Run tilted his head and stared at——

"When did you raise the bird?"

Lin Cen glanced at the little sparrow, "Just now."

He Run couldn't believe it: "This is the sparrow that scares people the most, so you can keep it if you say so?"

Lin Cen smiled, "Because I look good."

He Run:? ? ?

……

Miao Fu once passed through the village and met an injured sparrow. He bandaged the sparrow's injured paw with the medicine bag he carried with him. After the sparrow flew away, it landed in front of the window sill of Miao Su's house, which had grown into an adult.

"Squeaky, be obedient."

Fu Zhou touched the fluff on the little sparrow's head and told him, "Lay in that big brother's palm later and pretend to be dead, understand?"

The assistant director watched speechlessly, "Can this little thing understand what you say?"

Fu Zhou raised his eyebrows, "If you speak with your heart, you will understand."

The assistant director didn't believe it, and before he could utter the question, he saw the sparrow crooked his mouth in Lin Cen's hand, Xiaodou closed his eyes, and collapsed in the palm of his hand, pretending to be dead.

Assistant director: "...OK, let's shoot like this."

It was all good at first, Lin Cen let the old ghost get on his body, and the sparrow seemed to have become a genius, and would add drama to himself, lying on the ground, his calf twitched for a while.

When Miao Fu gave him good medicine, he was able to jump and healed up, and it was time to let him go. His wings were almost blown away, but he couldn't jump up.

The atmosphere became more and more stagnant amidst the sound of flapping wings.

I don't know who said it, "It's better to wait for the post-production special effects than the sparrow."

The little sparrow, who had been trying so hard to fly up, let out a chirp and flattened itself in Lin Cen's palm.

It seems that he has lost his soul.

Fu Zhou also frowned.

For his own movies, he has always been the most responsible. If ordinary star actors made mistakes, he would have scolded them mercilessly.

But it was a bird.

Or the bird actor he personally appointed.

He had no choice but to agree to the suggestion of replacing it with a later stage, "Then it's better to—"

"Why don't we go outside the village to take pictures." Lin Cen stretched out his index finger, poked the soft belly of the overturned little sparrow, and interrupted Fu Zhou without raising his head.

"Is there any difference?"

"When I picked him up, he was being held by a child to play with. Maybe it casts a shadow on the village. It might be good to go out."

The little sparrow turned over and sat up, chirped twice, and said something that no one could understand except Lin Cen, "The sparrow lost its strength when chasing the female sparrow before, and it was too tired to fly."

Lin Cen emphasized, "Just go out."

I don't know if it was for Fu Zhou, or for the sparrow in his palm.

Fu Zhou was quite helpless, "What if you can't fly outside?"

Lin Cen said, "No."

He took the lead to go out, and the old ghost followed him step by step, "Boy Lin, I feel something is wrong with this village, and I don't feel very comfortable."

Lin Cen said in a low voice, "Master, you've lost your mind a long time ago. You're just a Piao. Don't worry, you'll be fine."

On the pretext of stretching his arms, he reached out and tapped the old ghost's forehead.

Lin Cen said: "There is something under this village, it's a bit fierce, let's leave early after filming."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace and walked out. The old ghost shook his head behind him, "If you really want to leave early, you should agree to add special effects later instead of wasting time for this little bird's wish."

Lin Cen didn't speak any more. As soon as he walked outside the village, he stretched out his hand and threw the little sparrow out. At the same time as the shrill chirp sounded, the little sparrow fluttered its wings and flew into the sky.

He flew around in the air, flapped his wings and stopped in front of Lin Cen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Lin Cen was stunned for a moment, and rolled his eyes with a smile. He turned around and said to the astonished Fu Zhou, "Look, Director Fu, am I right?"

Fu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and called the staff behind who were carefully holding the equipment to come over.

"You're right, it must be possible."

The sparrow in the picture has a bulging small chest, and its spread wings draw a bright white arc in the air that ordinary people cannot see, and land in front of the young man's window.

Through an old glass window, the young man's slightly youthful appearance can already see the sharp-edged perseverance in the future.

He opened the window, stretched out his index finger and carefully touched the top of the little sparrow's head.

The scene reappeared after more than ten years.

Miao Fu and Miao Su stood on the same land again.

"Huh, huh, human traffickers are really disgusting!!" Lin Cen was taking off his make-up, and Tao Le had already used up half of the paper towels in his hand. He Run was speechless, and handed the paper to Tao Le with a straight face.

The little sparrow got its head out of Lin Cen's shirt pocket, and chirped at Tao Le.

Tao Le blew his nose violently, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked to the little sparrow in half-squats, and asked Lin Cen softly, as if afraid of scaring the sparrow away, "Can I touch him?"

Lin Cen simply opened the pocket, and the little sparrow stepped on the edge of the pocket and rolled into Tao Le's palm.

Lin Cen's spiritual power was exhausted, and he could no longer fly in this village.

Tao Le happily rubbed the fluff in her palm, Lin Cen reminded her, "Stay with me these few days, don't wander around."

Tao Le nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Cen! I'm your assistant, where else can I go besides following you."

Lin Cen hummed, and looked up at the makeup artist who was carefully removing his makeup, "You too."

The make-up artist laughed out loud, "Why didn't I know that our Cen Bao was still a worried mother. I have to follow the crew to touch up and change the makeup of the actors who have taken off their makeup at any time, so I don't have time to wander around. Your reminder is not as good as Tell Director Fu more, when he is not filming, he likes to wander around looking for inspiration."

Lin Cen said, "Director Fu won't be walking around these days."

He will hold him down and not allow him to go anywhere!

He checked it just now, and the location of the houses in the village was actually built according to the directions of the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, which naturally suppressed the things below.

As long as the formation eye is not extinguished, the things below will not come out in this life.

He didn't plan to make any incidents when filming this scene, the people before were only suppressed rather than destroyed, and he couldn't complain about killing people in vain.

The reason why the little sparrow can't fly in this village is more because of this natural formation.

After Lin Cen took off his makeup, he waited for the makeup artist to pack up the package and the group was ready to go back to the house. Tao Le reluctantly returned the little sparrow, and looked at Lin Cen eagerly.

Lin Cen ignored it completely, and stuffed the bird into his shirt pocket, "Can I take a bath in this village?"

He Run said: "I can wash it, but I have to fetch water by myself and then go to the kitchen to burn it."

Lin Cen paused for a moment.

There were five people in a room, Ruan Zhao had already washed and sat on the bed, and smiled when he saw him coming in, the two little dimples were very cute.

The makeup artist asked, "Where is Director Fu?"

Ruan Zhao thought for a while, "I should take a shower. Just now Director Fu said that sweating today is not comfortable."

Lin Cen hummed and didn't bother, he found the toiletries from his backpack and went out.

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