Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

Before he had time to react, Muting Che was dragged through the crowd involuntarily, and dragged all the way into the special rest area for the director team.

Director Hu Ming followed in, followed by Lin Yongqing.When he saw Lin Feng also came in along the corner of the wall, Mu Tingche's stunned eyes turned back and forth between the old and the young a few times, and finally heaved a long sigh of grief, and fell down on the sofa: "Maybe It's..."

Shivered by his sad stare, Lin Feng leaned over and patted him on the shoulder: "Then what, it was an accident..."

"Xiao Mu, don't be angry with him, this kid really doesn't know. I told him that Gu Lang's candidate has already been decided to be you, so he went to trouble you in a huff, and he couldn't stop him .”

Hu Ming has a full beard, but his attitude is very kind.Smiling, he interjected, and moved a stack of scripts to the table with his own hands: "But——Xiao Feng, you've already decided on Zimmer, why are you running to compete with him because of Gu Lang?"

"I--"

Confused by his question, Lin Feng subconsciously glanced at his father who was unclear, and touched his nose guilty.

Lin Yongqing glanced at this incompetent son, and said in a low voice angrily: "It's not that you are too thoughtful and don't know what is good or bad-look at him, if when you reach his level, you can choose what kind of protagonist you want pick?"

Hearing his father's merciless reprimand, Lin Feng was not only not dissatisfied, but heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and honestly admitted his mistake.Mutingche held his chin and pondered with great interest for a while, and suddenly understood something. As soon as he patted the sofa and sat up straight, Lin Feng pressed his shoulders and pushed him back.

He knew that Muting Che had a good relationship with Yang Fan, and he didn't know how far that little fool had talked to this kid.Lin Feng, who had been in fear for a long time, was really afraid that he would say something terrible again, so he lowered his voice and leaned into his ear: "Little ancestor, don't talk nonsense, I beg you..."

"Three requirements."

Realizing that he had indeed grasped the key point, Muting Che resolutely sat on the ground and raised his price, and raised his head to meet his gaze with peace of mind.

Lin Feng looked at him in shock and distress, obviously he couldn't believe that someone would propose such unreasonable conditions with such a dignified expression.But he was really afraid that this kid would be merciless, so he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, swallowing his anger and nodding: "Deal."

While several elders were discussing the script in full swing, the two exchanged glances several times and quickly reached an invisible deal.

After discussing for a long time and finalizing the book, Zhang Feng raised his head and realized that these two boys had actually got together.He knocked hard on the table, and threw the script that was almost one-third thicker than the original: "Boy, re-read it, and shoot this instead!"

"..."

Almost failed to escape the fate of being smashed to death by the script.Mutingche rubbed his sore arm, turned the pages and stared in astonishment: "Mr. Zhang, you have agreed with our old man for two months!"

"Let's say two months is two months, just shoot a few more scenes every day-I'll pay you back and count on the scene, do you have any comments?"

Although there is no need to worry about food and lodging these days, Mu Yingdi, who is really short of money and desperately short of money, got stuck in an instant, hesitantly flipped through the script, and carefully estimated his approximate number of shows.

The remuneration for "Light Ink and Blossoms" is almost for the amusement of children, of course he knows it in his heart - after all, the filming starts as soon as the head is shot, and there is not even a decent investor or publicity department, so he doesn't know how many filming sessions he can get No matter how high-quality a movie is, it's hard to make a big splash at the box office.He would naturally treat each work wholeheartedly, but the habits he had developed in his previous life made it difficult for him to have any positive expectations for this uncertain future.

No matter how you say it, you can't have any savings in your hand.Having figured out the number of scenes, Mu Yingdi finally chose to bow his head to the evil capitalist forces, and sat back honestly: "No more."

"I have an opinion..."

Seeing that the remuneration would be doubled and doubled after such a calculation, the director raised his hand and was slapped back by Zhang Feng: "The producer has no objection, what's your opinion?"

"The producer isn't here today..."

"If he's not here, just pretend he has no objection. Where did all these things come from?"

So hastily set an irrelevant issue.Zhang Feng forcibly silenced the director, and looked at Mu Tingche majestically: "The production crew will start tomorrow and join the army next week. I'll give you five days, is it enough to finish your affairs?"

"I'm going to participate in a model tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then I have to go back and finish filming Teacher Zhan's scene..."

The time was too tight, Mutingche struggled in vain, but was interrupted by the other party nodding in satisfaction: "Okay, that's enough. Do you have an agent now? Can the crew match you with one?"

"No, just give me the discount."

Finally regaining the state of communicating with the old god Zhang, Mu Tingche seized the time to interject, and as expected he received an admiring look: "That's right, young man, hurry up—you don't want to leave today Yes. There are other roles to be interviewed in the afternoon, you help us set up a scene, and find out your status by the way, let's go."

……

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Mutingche is actually not a person who will take the initiative to trouble others.

So when Feng Linwan finished the heavy video recording task, dragged his body exhausted and went back to the background to turn on his phone, when a text message from Mutingche suddenly popped up on the screen, he still felt a little nervous from the bottom of his heart.

The message was sent intermittently, and the person who sent the message was obviously in a situation where it was not convenient to use a mobile phone.In the first one, it is stated that there is no need to worry, when you see it and when to reply, it means that the matter does not seem to be desperately urgent-if it is normal to see this, the next few text messages are obviously irritating. Very confused.

Especially at the end, seeing that the other party had used "help" to describe his situation, Feng Linwan suddenly became deeply worried about that little junior who seemed to be fearless.

To scare the little junior to such an extent, I'm afraid the situation is already very serious.Thinking of the fact that my junior brother had really beaten Chen Zhou before, Feng Linwan felt more and more uneasy, walked into the bathroom quickly, and dialed the phone back.

There was only one ring, and the other end immediately picked up: "Brother Feng, are you off the show..."

Not only did the voice lose its usual pleasing vitality, it was even hoarse.Feng Linwan's heart tightened, and he paced back and forth anxiously: "Junior brother, what happened - did Chen Zhou make things difficult for you?"

"Ok?"

The voice in the receiver uttered a questioning particle in a vague manner, and then smiled again after a pause: "No, is it convenient to come to Liuli Bridge?"

"It's convenient, I just got off work, I can go anywhere - are you in Liuliqiao? What are you doing there?"

Feng Linwan was so worried that he picked up his clothes and hurried out of the building.Mu Tingche coughed a few times, managed to pull himself together, and said in a low voice with a smile: "I was tricked into taking an audition, and they asked if anyone would take me back——I don't want to bother Mr. Li, Master Feng." Brother, please forgive me."

"What's the trouble, are you in the Bayi Factory? I'm not far from your place, and I can get there in 10 minutes."

I don't know how terrible the audition is, and even the level of the junior brother has been tossed to this point.Feng Linwan rushed all the way to the location of the film crew under the speed limit, and searched for the place Mutingche said.Just pushed open the door of the rest room, and was smashed into the arms by a humanoid object: "Brother Feng, I'm going to starve to death..."

"It's okay, it's okay, senior brother treats you to dinner, ah."

The room is not too warm, the shirt on the junior brother's body is slightly damp, and I don't know why he is sweating so much.Feng Linwan hurriedly patted him on the back comfortingly, helped him to stand firm, and took the down jacket beside him to put it on for him: "What kind of scene is this interview, why did it last so late-the one over there didn't return it. Is it not over yet, will Teacher Zhan be unhappy?"

"He's not happy, and I'm not happy either!"

Having been a free training partner for an afternoon, Mutingche now feels his legs go limp even standing up.Thinking of Zhanzhi's behavior of selling himself out and running away, he became even more angry, stuffing his arms into the sleeves of his down jacket angrily: "He is the one who sold me here—I will take the exam tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." , I won’t go back for three days! Let him play it himself!”

"Okay, if you don't go back, let him act by himself."

Although he was still confused, it sounded like the junior brother was betrayed by Mr. Zhan.Feng Linwan quickly straightened his back for him, and helped him zip up the down jacket, and led him out of the lounge with his arms around his shoulders: "Come on, let's go eat first—what do you want to eat?"

"Eat anything, I'm starving to death..."

He vaguely felt that the other party was trying to coax the children more and more, and Mu Yingdi, who was already so tired and unconscious, had no energy to maintain the teacher's majesty, so he dragged him out of the car and got into the car.

Sideways fastened the seat belt for him, and hearing his resentful tone, Feng Linwan finally couldn't help but chuckled, and took out a piece of chocolate and stuffed it for him: "It's still open at this hour—how about Jindingxuan? You Let’s put a cushion first, I know one is very close to here, and it will be there in a while.”

Mutingche nodded and shrank back in the chair.The faint smoke from before was gone in the car, and the warm wind was blowing comfortably, and tiredness surged up.

I don't know if it was intentional to test his limits, but Old Immortal Zhang arranged for him the most labor-intensive plots.Putting in extremely full or even intense emotions for a long time, the more professional the actor is, the heavier the burden is, so that he finally relaxes, and it is even difficult for him to concentrate on the things around him.

Compared to lying in the lounge in his previous life and sleeping until dawn regardless of his head, it is really not easy for him to call Feng Linwan rationally and clearly.

"Little brother, even if your parents are not at home, is there no one left to take care of you?"

Feng Linwan raised his hand to turn off the interior lights, adjusted the direction of the warm air, and gently stroked his short hair.

He had heard from Mr. Zhan that Mutingche's parents went abroad, but it was difficult for such a big child to take good care of himself.Even if the parents leave, it is too irresponsible to leave the son who is about to take the college entrance examination alone in the country without leaving a caretaker.

"Where did my parents come from? I haven't seen my parents in decades..."

The feeling of being rubbed on the head was actually quite comfortable, Mutingche yawned and muttered something casually.But after realizing what he said, he suddenly felt cold from head to toe, sat up straight instinctively, and the drowsiness completely dissipated.

Feng Linwan also stared at him in a daze, before he could retract his hand, his eyes were full of astonishment and apology.

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