Master, don't stop me from being an idol

"Mo Zhaojin, are you crazy?!" Judging from Lu Yu's clenched fists, if this was not being filmed, it might have been accompanied by a heavy punch.

Wen Baiyu was not as excited as Lu Yu, but was curious about what Mo Zhaojin was thinking.

Mo Zhaojin said: "We have already filmed a martial arts drama last time, so in order to bring expectations and freshness to the audience, this theme cannot be filmed again, but if it is a simple brotherhood struggle, I dare say other groups The members must have thought of such a plot. So what's the point of us filming like them?"

Lu Yu frowned and disagreed with his point of view: "What is the same? Even if it is the same inspirational story, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Whoever is ugly is embarrassed. I don't think we will lose to them."

"We won't lose, but I want to win beautifully." Mo Zhaojin narrowed his eyes, the cold light under the lens was as sharp as a blade.

When Lu Yu met his gaze, he couldn't say anything to refute, and the momentum of speaking again had been reduced by half: "That's a love story... Then why are the two of us going after Wen Baiyu?"

Mo Zhaojin glanced at him indifferently and said, "Do you think the audience likes to see a submissive young man with low self-esteem chasing after someone with a bad mouth and bad character?"

Lu Yu was speechless.

Listening to the key points of the discussion between the two of them, Wen Boyu found it very strange. What he cared about was not the question of the story. He asked, "Is it really possible to perform this way?"

Mo Zhaojin looked at him, as if he didn't understand why Wen Baiyu asked, "Do you have any concerns?"

"I'm a man, if I really want to act, will the audience accept it?" Wen Boyu asked.

After saying this, Lu Yi looked at him strangely and said, "What kind of old-fashioned idea are you talking about? Now that same-sex marriage is legal, isn't it normal to film such a love story? You have never seen same-sex themes before." movie?"

"Besides, if you like it, you just like it, so what's the difference between men and women?"

Wen Boyu was very shocked. He has practiced for hundreds of years, but the result is not as thorough as ordinary people with short lives.

If he and Shizun were different people from the beginning, would everything be different?

No, the result is still the same.

The relationship between him and the master has never been a gender issue, but his wishful thinking from beginning to end.

"If you have no objections, then our story style will be determined like this, and I will write the rest of the content." After Mo Zhaojin finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone and began to write the story with a sticky note.

The program group gave each group one hour to prepare the story, and then used the mobile phone to send the costumes and props needed by the characters to the mobile phone of the designated staff.

Shi Xinzhi was holding a mini fan, but there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He said impatiently: "Why do the program crew arrange location shooting on this hot day? The location is fine, but they still have to wear cumbersome clothes." I really don’t understand what the program team thinks about the thick and heavy ancient costumes.”

Kong An Ge sighed: "I'll get a headache if I wear a hood."

Bai Xingyan clicked on the screen to type, but he was not writing a story, but contacted screenwriter friends he knew and asked them to help write a story. Without raising his head, he said: "The company is preparing several big IP costume dramas recently. As long as you perform well, you don’t have to worry about not having resources in the future.”

Kong Ange said excitedly: "As expected of Brother Bai, you can know the internal information of the company!"

Bai Xingyan gave him a cold look and said, "You have to remember that I didn't take any shortcuts to participate in this show. Everything was based on my strength and popularity."

"Of course I can see that. Brother Bai, you don't need anyone's help at all." Kong Ange nodded repeatedly, but it's hard to say whether he thinks so in his heart.

Bai Xingyan snorted: "Anyway, put away your complaints and don't drag me down."

Zi Ran from Group C sighed and said, "I just wanted to act in a costume drama. It's a pity that I can't perform the family ethics drama I carefully conceived."

Zhuang Xingzhou was ashamed, thinking that he was really grateful to the program team.

"What do you think they will perform in Group A this time?" Zi Ran was not like a contestant in a competition at all, but more like a melon-eating audience.

Mi Zheng said, "Of course they want to make the best use of their strengths to make martial arts dramas, especially with Wen Boyu around, they will probably be on the trending list again."

"Hey, why didn't I get assigned to their group?" Zi Ran didn't notice the murderous gazes of Zhuang Xingzhou and Mi Zheng when he said this.

Xu Tuyuan from group B said: "I don't think the people in group A will act in martial arts dramas like last time. As far as I know, their last script was written by Mo Zhaojin. Don't look at him looking like this." Gentle, he is very ambitious and challenging, I don't think he will repeat the routine of the previous issue."

Hao Hu couldn't help looking at Mo Zhaojin who was not far away when he heard the words, and felt that the eyes under the other's lenses were full of unfathomable depths, which made him inexplicably nervous.

An hour later, everyone sent their requests and stories to the staff. After confirming that they were correct, the host said: "The performance is not in order. As long as your props and costumes are ready, you can choose the venue freely, and the filming team will follow you. Let's shoot."

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, the program team is so generous this time, they even prepared a complete filming team for each of our teams."

Mo Zhaojin pushed up her glasses and signaled them to look over with her eyes: "There are several different snacks and drinks on the table. After the show is broadcast, our sponsors will be greatly increased, so naturally there will be no shortage of funds. "

Wen Baiyu saw that the drinks and snacks above were all on the cover of the star named Baijian. He suddenly remembered the red paper he got from the magician who practiced sorcery. One of the people on it was named white room.

Just renamed it.

Wen Boyu didn't pay too much attention to this point, even if he burned the red paper now, the magic spell on the opponent's body would be released accordingly.

"It's time for us to choose a venue." Mo Zhaojin said.

Lu Yu heard the words and trotted over: "Let's go! Don't let them pick out a good place. Hey Wen Baiyu, don't stand there in a daze, let's go."

"Here we come." Wen Baiyu walked two steps and suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power. He stopped and looked up vigilantly, but there was nothing abnormal.

He squinted his eyes, not sure if his perception at that moment was accurate, because he was too exhausted last night, even if he wanted to use his spiritual power to detect it, he couldn't do it now.

"Wen Baiyu! If you don't come again, we won't wait for you!" Lu Yu shouted dissatisfied in the distance.

Wen Baiyu had no choice but to look away and follow.

Just as he walked away, the roof tiles suddenly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The program group prepared a lot of costumes and props for filming early in the morning, so after 30 minutes, the members of each group began to change clothes and make up.

Compared with other people who need to wear a thick wig, Wen Boyu can be said to be the most relaxed, including the person who put on his makeup is also very relaxed, just help him trim his eyebrows, and put some black eyebrow powder on his face at his request, It looked disheartened.

In his old gray suit of burlap with patches of other fabrics, he looked downcast and poor.

This is the role he wants to play, a beggar whose parents have died, has no friends, and has been begging for a living since childhood.

Wen Baiyu came out after changing his clothes, and found that Mo Zhaojin was communicating with the staff, while Lu Yu beside him looked unhappy.

They have all changed their costumes, and Lu Yu's clothes are similar to his, because the character played by the other party is a beggar like him, but because his character doesn't like Wen Baiyu, he often leads other beggars to bully him and rob him. The money and food he got from begging made him often go hungry.

Mo Zhaojin was wearing armor, and he put on contact lenses, revealing his handsome brows and eyes, like a young general in high spirits.

He played the role of a general returning from fighting on the battlefield.

Wen Baiyu didn't pay too much attention to Lu Yu's mood. After all, that guy looked unhappy every day, but it was extremely rare for Mo Zhaojin to show displeasure on his face. He walked over and asked, "What happened?"

Mo Zhaojin explained to him what happened: "The program team does not allow me to ride a horse, for fear of accidents."

At the beginning of the story, Wen Baiyu was being beaten by Lu Yu. He rushed out of the street but was almost hit by Mo Zhaojin who was riding a horse.

At the critical moment, Mo Zhaojin reined in the reins, and Wen Baiyu was not injured. This was the first time the three of them met.

Wen Baiyu felt that there was nothing wrong with this passage. He looked at the staff in puzzlement, not understanding why they objected.

The staff said helplessly: "You want to use real horses to shoot, but you have to use professionals. You just need to make up close-up shots of horse riding. This is for your safety."

"Wouldn't it be obvious for the audience to shoot like this? That's a lot of points, and..." Lu Yu walked to the fake horse placed next to him, looking disgusted, "Although I am not riding, this horse It’s so entertaining to watch.”

Wen Baiyu looked at the horse. The upper body was very real, but the lower body was supported by springs. He couldn't help but think: most people in this world don't know martial arts and horse riding skills, and the staff is right to do so.

Mo Zhaojin was still communicating with the staff. He said: "My family has a horse farm. I grew up riding a horse since I was a child. I can guarantee that it is more professional than the people you invite."

Lu Yu couldn't help looking at Mo Zhaojin when he heard it, he always felt that the other party said something extraordinary.

The staff said: "But everything happens in case. If you don't stop in time, then Wen Baiyu may be injured."

"No." Now that he was mentioned, Wen Baiyu would no longer be silent, "Even if he didn't stop at the last moment, I can escape."

The staff who had always disagreed with Mo Zhaojin's horse riding hesitated when they heard Wen Baiyu's words. After all, Wen Baiyu's skill was obvious to all. He said, "We still need to communicate with the director."

Mo Zhaojin saw the change in the staff's attitude, and smiled again on her face, "Thank you for your hard work."

Staff: "You're welcome, I'll leave first."

"Wen Boyu is the best. You see you just spent so much talking and the staff didn't let go." Lu Yu originally wanted to lean on the horse, but the horse fell back when he leaned on it, and he was so frightened that he stood up quickly. Stabilize the horse.

Mo Zhaojin joked: "We mortals naturally don't have the weight of the gods to speak."

Wen Baiyu silently looked away, Mo Zhaojin may never know that his joke was once true.

After a while, the director came over in person, and he asked seriously: "You are all newly signed artists, and you don't have much acting experience yet. I'm here to ask you again, are you sure you want to use real horses?"

Mo Zhaojin nodded and said, "Director, don't worry, there will never be any accidents. If there are any accidents, I can fully bear them."

Wen Boyu said simply and clearly: "There will be no accidents."

Seeing that they insisted, the director didn't try to dissuade them, not to mention that they used real horses to perform the show, which is very good for the effect of the show. He said: "Okay, since you insist, I will bring you a real horse. In addition, we There are medical staff nearby, and once you are injured, you can get the fastest and most timely rescue, so you don’t need to be too nervous, just play your best level and come out.”

"Thank you, director." The three thanked at the same time.

After solving the problem of riding a horse, their story begins.

"Stop! You've grown your guts! Run now! See if I don't beat you to death!"

Lu Yu's ruthless voice made Wen Baiyu's fleeing steps quicker. His face was full of panic, the hairband tied behind his head was loose, and his long hair was hanging loosely behind his head.

He was holding a few copper coins and pieces of silver in his hand, which he met a kind-hearted person when he was begging today, and the other party saw him as alms.

He originally hid secretly, but was discovered by other beggars and informed Lu Yu.

Lu Yu is tall, and he is notoriously brutal in beating people. All the beggars here pay him money every day in order not to be beaten by him.

Seeing that Wen Boyu was unwilling to hand over the money, Lu Yu felt embarrassed, so he picked up a thick wooden stick and threatened to beat him to death.

Wen Boyu knew that if he was really caught by Lu Yu, he would die, so he ran forward desperately, and rushed out from the dark alley.

Facing the harsh sunlight, he narrowed his eyes slightly, but heard the sound of horseshoes close at hand.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and the galloping horse was only one step away from him.

Wen Boyu seemed to be nailed to the spot and couldn't move, staring blankly at the shadow of the horse enveloping him.

Mo Zhaojin showed a look of surprise on his face, and tightened the reins with both hands.

They all knew that the next plot was at the very moment when Mo Zhaojin stopped the horse and rescued Wen Baiyu who was being chased by Lu Yu.

But the accident happened at this moment, and only a clear boy's voice was heard.

"Don't hurt my senior brother!"

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes slightly, he immediately recognized the owner of the voice, but how could it be possible?

How could the junior brother appear here?

He looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a blue figure appearing from the roof, Song Shanzhu jumped down, holding a long sword and stabbing at Mo Zhaojin angrily.

"Suffer to death!!!"