Woke up and became the actor's cat

Qin Chen was just joking, and didn't intend to hear Xu Jian's answer, but Xu Jian thought about it seriously after hearing it, and finally came to a conclusion:

It is very exciting and happy to succeed in the audition, but being able to film with Qin Chen is a joyful thing in itself.

It's a rare opportunity to be a supporting role for the double-gold actor Qin Chen, not to mention the idol Shen Xi.

Not to mention being able to act now, but also filming with Qin Chen and Shen Xi, Xu Jian felt that today was a day worth celebrating.

Seeing the corners of Xu Jian's raised mouth, Qin Chen felt that this person's cat's tail was about to go up, so he reminded:

"Don't be too busy to be happy. Although the audition has passed, there is still the problem of the night scene."

The smile on Xu Jian's face froze, that's right, there is also a night scene, how could he forget such an important thing?

He will turn into a cat every night around 11:30, if there is a night show...

Xu Feng doesn't have many scenes, Qin Chen roughly glanced at the script just now, and there is only one night scene, which is the scene where Xu Feng finished:

In the night, surrounded by his subordinates, the embarrassed Xu Feng hijacked a little girl to confront Yu Xiu.

Xu Feng was shot in the leg, his cheeks were covered with bruises, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed to his chin, but he didn't care as if he didn't feel it.

With the gun in his hand resting on the little girl's chin, Xu Feng showed a distorted and nervous smile to Yu Xiu who pointed the gun at him, and his tone was surprisingly gentle, like talking to a lover gently:

"Dear Officer Yu, do you say your hands are fast, or mine?"

Xu Feng has already pulled the trigger, but there is no fear on his face, and even his eyes are full of eagerness:

"I know your snipers have already aimed at me, but it's a pity for little Jasmine, do you want to shoot?"

As soon as Xu Feng let go of his hand, the bullets from the gun would be shot out, so Yu Xiu and the others didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that he would lose his strength and go off.

With the development of the plot to the present, Xu Feng knows that his situation is over, he is a complete lunatic, even his own sister's daughter, Little Jasmine, has become a bargaining chip for betting against Yu Xiu...

Looking at Xu Jian who was stunned, Qin Chen asked again: "Do you know how many night scenes you have?"

Xu Jian's heart turned cold, and he shook his head: "I don't know."

Xu Jian had never read Xu Feng's script, and the audition was just a random part the director found.

Qin Chen raised his right hand, and his five well-jointed fingers waved in front of Xu Jian.

The rest of Xu Jian's heart was also cold: "Five games?"

It was agreed that it was just a supporting role that didn't matter much? !

Under Xu Jian's shocked gaze, Qin Chen slowly retracted four fingers, and flicked his forehead with the remaining index finger:

"Wrong answer, one match."

Xu Jian was in pain, raised his hand to cover his forehead and looked at him: "?"

What do you do with five fingers in just one scene?Hands look amazing ah?

He also answered wrongly, you compare five people to guess one, this is because he is fat.

Rubbing his forehead, Xu Jian seriously suspected that the place where Qin Chen touched was red, and whispered dissatisfiedly:

"You startled me, I thought there were five."

Facing Xu Jian's accusing eyes, Qin Chen gave a low laugh and said:

"Although it was just a one-night scene, a small climax of the movie at that time would definitely take several shots, and then choose the best ones to cut into the feature film, so..."

Qin Chen paused at this point: "...you may be 'killed' to death by me many times."

It was originally a night show, and if the director was not satisfied, he would not know when it was time to call it a day.

Xu Jian, who hasn't read the script yet and doesn't know the plot: "?"

After listening to Qin Chen finish speaking, Xu Jian thought deeply, and finally looked at him: "I will perform well when the time comes!"

Go for it!

Qin Chen nodded: "Well, we will play by ear."

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The story background of "The Killer" is the period of the Republic of China, and the filming location of the crew this time is a well-known film and television base in the country.

The base is very large, and every day different crews come to shoot scenes. Today, apart from Qin Chen and his crew, there are many other crew members, and there are many extras waiting for job opportunities.

There are people wearing all kinds of clothes on the street outside, Qin Chen took a look, then turned his head to look at Xu Jian:

"Turn around?"

Xu Jian had never been to this film and television base before, so he thought it would be good to visit, so he nodded.

The most indispensable thing in the film and television base is star actors, so Qin Chen doesn't need to wear sunglasses and masks inside, so he is not afraid of being recognized.

There are many buildings on both sides of the road that Xu Jian and the others are walking on. In some places, group performers of all ages are sitting or standing together.

Xu Jian looked at the people around him, and a thought suddenly came to his mind - why didn't he think of coming to the film and television base to be a group performer after the contract was terminated?

Everyone is acting as cannon fodder, but the sum of the scenes he filmed in the previous six years may not be as much as these group actors filmed in half a year...

Thinking of this, Xu Jian felt complicated.

"Concentrate on walking."

Just when Xu Jian was distracted, Qin Chen who was beside him suddenly pulled him from behind.

Xu Jian was brought into Qin Chen's arms by Qin Chen's strength, and his shoulder hit his chest. Before he could react, another clear voice came:

"I'm sorry I almost bumped into you."

Xu Jian turned his head and saw a man standing in front of him at some point.

The man looked about 40 years old, with two moustache, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, covered with a white gauze, holding a slender green bamboo pole with a flag hanging on it in his right hand.

On the banner with a white background and a blue border, the four characters of "Tianji Shensuan" are flying like a dragon and a phoenix.

Seeing the man in front of him who was clearly dressed in a different dynasty than himself, Xu Jian suddenly felt a sense of space-time confusion, and in the next second he realized which cast member it should be.

Taking a closer look at the man, Xu Jian confirmed that he had never seen him before, and it seemed that he was also a group performer at the film and television base.

Xu Jian smiled at the man: "It's okay, I was too busy thinking about things and didn't notice you."

After speaking, Xu Jian looked down at someone's hand on his wrist.

After Qin Chen pulled Xu Jian just now, he didn't know whether he forgot or what, he kept this posture and didn't let go of Xu Jian's wrist.

Seeing Qin Chen's slender fingers on his wrist, Xu Jian felt that his throat was a little dry for no reason, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

As the Adam's apple rolled up and down, Xu Jian turned his wrist gently and calmly.

Perhaps Xu Jian's movements were too small, Qin Chen didn't notice, and didn't let go.

Although Xu Jian's sleeves were hanging down to cover his wrist and Qin Chen's hand, and the hand was blocked by their bodies so no one could see it at all, but he cared very much, feeling that the place Qin Chen was holding was hot.

Inexplicably uncomfortable.

Just when Xu Jian was hesitating whether to remind Qin Chen directly, the man in Taoist robe glanced at his and Qin Chen's faces one by one, raised his hand to stroke his mustache, and suddenly said with a smile:

"Meeting today is also fate, sir, do you want to count? It's free, so it's an apology."

Xu Jian was taken aback when he heard that, then turned to look at Mustache: "Huh?"

This line, this costume...Xu Jian was stunned—foretelling?

Seeing the old god's mustache, Xu Jian was silent for two seconds, then took Qin Chen's hand behind his back, pulled him towards him, leaned closer to his ear, and asked in a volume that only the two of them could hear. :

"Has he not played yet?"

Do you really think you can tell a fortune teller if you wear a Taoist robe?

When Xu Jian said this, he deliberately lowered his voice, the volume was so low that it was almost breathless, Qin Chen could feel his breath getting into his ears when he spoke, and it was a little itchy.

Because of the close distance, Qin Chen heard Xu Jian's words clearly, but before he could speak, Mustache smiled:

"Mister doesn't believe me?"

Xu Jian was startled: "Did you hear that?"

His voice is so low, can you still hear him? !

Qin Chen also had some surprise in his eyes, and looked up at the mustache.

But the mustache didn't answer, he raised his hand and brushed the cloth strip hanging from the flag, and asked again:

"Does sir have a fortune teller?"

Meeting the smiling eyes of the upper mustache, Xu Jian subconsciously turned to look at Qin Chen, which means—does it count?

Although there were fine lines at the corners of Mustache's eyes, his eyes were bright and narrow and long at the end. After being swept away by him like this, Xu Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly couldn't make up his mind.

Reason told him that this was just a dedicated actor who didn't show up, but his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

After receiving Xu Jian's signal, Qin Chen gently squeezed his wrist to calm him down, then looked at the mustache, and said calmly:

"What would you be?"

The mustache turned the bamboo pole in his hand: "Heavenly destiny, human affairs, fortune and misfortune, know everything, what is it, sir?"

Qin Chen nodded when he heard the words, and then pointed at Xu Jian: "He can figure out what to say."

Xu Jian who was named: "?"

Mustache narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Xu Jian's face for a while, and finally stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed, and said slowly:

"Insufficient yang energy, people who should die, are ominous."

After hearing what the mustache said, Xu Jian was taken aback for a moment, and Qin Chen frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice:

"What nonsense?"

The scolded mustache was not angry either, ignoring Qin Chen's expression that instantly sank, and fixedly looked at Xu Jian with a serious tone:

"Turn around the gate of hell. Although you survived a catastrophe, it is not a long-term solution now."

Xu Jian's back suddenly felt cold, and he felt that his whole body was seen through by the mustache in front of him. Hearing this, he subconsciously asked:

"What's the long-term plan?"

Qin Chen stared at the mustache and stopped talking, his expression was still ugly.

Xu Jian had been in a car accident, and indeed he survived a catastrophe. He went to the gate of hell and walked around. This little beard in Taoist robes might really know something.

In the past, neither Qin Chen nor Xu Jian would have believed in these supernatural and non-existent things. They believed in science.

But Xu Jian's transformation into a cat happened for real, and there was no room for them not to believe it.

The mustache could see that Xu Jian had survived a catastrophe, which meant that he still had some real skills.

So Xu Jian and Qin Chen looked at Mustache differently now, waiting for his answer with bated breath.

However, under the watchful eyes of Qin Chen and Xu Jian, Mustache leisurely took out his mobile phone from the cuff of his wide Taoist robe, and shook it at them with a smile:

"I almost bumped into you. The first word is an apology. As for the solution, that's another price."

Xu Jian & Qin Chen: "???"

Originally, the mustache in Taoist robe took out his mobile phone, which already made Xu Jian feel full of disobedience. When he finally came to his senses, he looked down and saw on the screen of his mobile phone, it was the payment code of a certain payment software!

Xu Jian: "..."

It seems that he thought too much, this mustache is not a master who traveled from ancient times, but a modern person!

After a strange silence for two seconds, Qin Chen spoke first:

"how much is it?"

Mustache smiled and stretched out a finger.

Xu Jian hesitated and asked, "One thousand?"

A bit expensive, but barely acceptable.

Mustache smiled and shook his head.

Xu Jian frowned: "Ten thousand?"

This is too expensive.

Mustache continued to shake his head, and said slowly: "100 million."

Xu Jian: "!!!"

100? ! ! !

Xu Jian couldn't help blurting out:

"Why don't you rob the bank?"