Transmigrated into the cannon fodder abandoned by the actor

Now that the sky was getting dark, the lights in the ballroom were turned on, but the lights were not very bright, and only rendered an ambiguous atmosphere.

In the ballroom, except for the quietness, the overall atmosphere is similar to a bar. Colenso stepped directly on the sofa, and behind him, the guy with dreadlocks and a few people stood behind him.

Seeing Colenso, Slater immediately had a feeling, and the inspiration came out slowly, and he seized the time to explain it to Gu Qingchi.

He signaled Gu Qingchi to go and see Colenso.

Gu Qingchi was a little confused about the situation. When Colenso stood up, his reaction was a bit slow, and he seemed to have no reaction on the surface.

Now that he was about to get up, Slater gave him a signal, and he turned to look at Colenso with some hesitation.

Slater made gestures and looked very excited.

"This is the feeling you lack, don't be so hard on yourself, child, relax, your parents taught you too well, don't bind yourself with the rules of a good child."

"Imagine, like a vine growing freely, you don't need to think about any problems, you just need to enjoy the sunshine, do what you want, spend money if you have money, squander time when you have time, and don't think about the future."

He frowned as he spoke.

"But it's a little different. Even if he fell into the dust on his own initiative, he should be high and inaccessible. Does the fallen archangel Lucifer know? Give me a holy and evil Lucifer."

It didn't matter that Colenso didn't understand a word of Slater's words.

Colenso directly supported him, jumped over, touched Gu Qingchi's leg and landed on the ground, and then went straight to take the remaining pack of cigarettes on the table.

Dreadlocks blew a whistle.

Colenso went to his nose and sniffed for no reason. Of course he couldn't smell anything. He shook the cigarette in his hand, walked up to Colenso, tore open the package, took out the cigarettes inside, and held the cigarette in front of his eyes. Throw it in the trash can.

A dozen clean white cigarettes were scattered inside.

"It doesn't matter if you are God or Lucifer, this one can't be opened here, stay away from that young master."

Gu Qingchi sat on the sofa, watching Slater's dreadlocks vigilantly behind him, and Colenso in front blocked them.

Colenso and his party are not very friendly in terms of their clothes. Leather jackets, jeans and skulls are all basic configurations.

Colenso didn't plan to end today, he just came for a drink, ripped jeans, sneakers and a baggy sweater.

And Gu Qingchi was wearing a black suit, which was cut in a British style.

There is still a Windsor knot on the neck, and the clothes are neat and tidy. The wrinkles that appear because of the posture disappear with the movement, and it looks like a high-quality fabric.

The body is clean, there are no other extra accessories, and the hair is well-groomed, which perfectly fits the image of a young master with money and leisure.

They looked out of place with Colenso, but they were surrounded by them.

Slater just reacted from the sudden inspiration at this moment, he took off his hat and put it aside.

"Hey, boy, what do you want, looking for trouble? I'm not afraid of you."

As he said that, he stepped back a little, clenched his fists in front of his chest in a defensive posture, and jumped lightly on his feet.

A group of people in Colenso exchanged glances and laughed.

Slater said harsh words, but his body was getting farther and farther away from Colenso honestly.

He retreated by himself and did not forget to wink at Gu Qingchi, but Gu Qingchi didn't understand, he looked behind himself first, and found that it was after Slater winked at him that his face was blank.

Probing way.

"Would you like a drink?"

Slater: ...

If they are all wiped out this time, blame the teammates for being stupid.

Slater walked around to the side, picked up the hat he had put on the table, put it under his arm, coughed, and walked across Columbine.

"It's getting late, we should go."

Gu Qingchi glanced at the dozen or so cigarettes scattered in the trash can.

His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't do anything in the end.

He hummed slowly, stood up obediently, and then thought about going.

Colenso took a step sideways, just blocking his path.

Colenso faced Slater, with Gu Qingchi blocked by him behind him.

"You go by yourself, he stays."

The dreadlock behind Colenso whistled again.

"Don't worry, we will escort him home."

Slater's eyes widened when he heard this. He has always been in a bad temper, and he always said what he said in the crew. It was already a rare step back just now.

He took a step forward.

"Stay away from him, if you don't leave, I will call the police."

The situation was very tense at one point, with both sides at loggerheads.

The waiter, who was attracted by the movement, walked over quickly.

The waiter was a little hesitant at first, and had been waiting and watching. Some colleagues had already gone to the person in charge.

Everyone knew that if Colenso was going to teach someone a lesson, it was best to stay away.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw Gu Qingchi was blocked inside.

So the waiter became ruthless and approached Colenso to persuade him softly.

"Mr. Colenso, they are not locals and don't know the rules. They come to make movies in big cities. The man in front of you is a famous director, and the gentleman behind you is a well-known actor. If something happens to him here, Maybe there will be news."

Colenso loosened his already clenched fist:?

First thought, what director?What actor?

The second thought, wow, it turns out that the two of them are in the same group.

On third thought, let's do it all over again, I'm really not looking for faults.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Slater sat on the sofa angrily, next to Gu Qingchi who was still a little confused about the situation.

On the other side are Colenso and others, some sitting on the sofa, some leaning against the back of the sofa.

The person in charge of the Queen's Ballroom sat in the middle.

Slater paid a lot of money to rent a large ballroom of theirs, and he was a rare big customer, and anyone who thought about it with his toes knew that when Slater's movie was broadcast, it was simply a free advertisement.

There will be tons of people to take care of their business then.

As for Colenso.

Of course the person in charge knows Colenso, and he can't afford to mess with this bully. What's more, because of Colenso, the order in the Queen's Ballroom has always been good, and no one dares to do those messy things here. It was nothing short of a miracle.

Neither party in charge wanted to offend.

He mediated several times, and both parties finally sat down.

Colenso was also very happy.

"I was wrong this time, so I owe you a favor."

Slater heard it and snorted heavily through his nostrils.

The person in charge next to him saw it, and suddenly had an idea, and he whispered to Slater.

"You asked me before, wanting a guide who is familiar with the rules here."

This is a very charming place. There are often musicians singing along the street, and dancers throwing enthusiastic red skirts on the street.

But I have to say, it's quite chaotic here, and the crew has been tied up.

But Slater wanted more than that. He wanted to really go deep into the life in the small town, he wanted to photograph the dark side of the town, and he wanted to photograph how the bottom people lived.

But even if they are accompanied by local people, they still cannot enter many places due to security issues, let alone filming.

That's why Slater has been shooting the queen's dance floor shots, and they can't shoot the shots anywhere else.

The person in charge has also searched for several candidates, but they have not been very satisfactory.

Now that I think about it, it would be great if Colenso was willing.

The person in charge said it was more euphemistic.

"Mr. Colenso is familiar with local characteristics and customs, so he is a very suitable candidate."

Slater just looked up.

"Just be direct, what can he say here?"

"Is he a punk? The kind that spends his days on the street?"

This statement is a bit too direct.

Little Dirty Braids and the others immediately changed their expressions and stood up.

Colenso, on the other hand, was calm.

"He's right, but I'm not a guide, let the girls show them around the garden."

Slater made a count.

"A thousand dollars."

Colenso was unimpressed.

"It's very tempting. Many children on the street lack money to buy candy."

"Daily salary."

"Fine, I did it."

"I paid such a high price to hire you. It's not just for a simple job as a guide. If you won't be needed in the past two days, he will hand it over to you first."

Slater pointed to Gu Qingchi, Gu Qingchi had been distracted while they were talking, looking down at a bottle of wine on the table, suddenly being cueed, he looked up in a daze.

"You are responsible for letting him integrate into you. You have to take him with you in your daily life and entertainment."

Colenso exchanged a glance with his companions, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I have lived for so many years, and I have never been the only one who educates their children to stay away from me."

Slater twisted his neck.

"Hmph, if the role didn't require me, I wouldn't let my actor get close to you, but you are a bit good."

He looked to Colenso.

"You don't touch that thing, and don't let others touch it, otherwise I won't let my actor associate with you, it's equivalent to destroying him, of course, other than that, I still have reservations about you manner."

The crew is filming.

This is Gu Qingchi's scene, this is his first scene, the first encounter with the male lead.

The character played by Gu Qingchi is called Silva.

The classroom was noisy, with the only exception being Silva, who sat by the window in the back row, chewing gum and looking out the window.

But even though the camera is shooting the entire classroom and is not zoomed in, among so many people, what you see at a glance is still the quiet Silva by the window.

He is so eye-catching, pure black hair and black eyes, detached from ordinary people's appearance and posture.

The new music teacher opened the door and walked into the classroom, the noise became a little quieter.

"I'm your Latin, uh, music teacher. Let's get to know everyone in the first class. Anyone willing to stand up and introduce themselves?"

It seemed that he had figured out the details of the new teacher, and the noise in the classroom started to grow louder again.

The new teacher's self-introduction and subsequent words were drowned in the noise.

Only Silva, what he was at the beginning, is still what he is now, as if everything in the outside world has nothing to do with him.

Then Silva stood up abruptly, his chair slamming back against the table behind him with a crashing sound.

It was as if the pause button was pressed in the classroom, and all the sounds disappeared completely, but they either looked down at the table in front of them, or none of them looked at Silva.

He stood up and left through the back door.

However, even if he left, the entire classroom was still silent.

The new music teacher broke the silence, he said tentatively.

"Then, let's learn a song together first?"

As soon as the sentence was over, the staff tapped.

"Card!"

Slater is quite satisfied with this passage, the main emotional expression is on Alan. Gu Qingchi's characters don't need a lot of emotional expression, but the plot is better. Gu Qingchi's temperament and posture are there, and the characters feel like they come out all at once. up.

It's just not so simple after that.

Slater pointed to Colenso who had been waiting by the side, and said to Gu Qingchi.

"It's none of your business, you go play with Colenso."

Over there Colenso stood up straight.

"Walk?"