Master, don't stop me from being an idol

When Wen Baiyu returned to the shooting location, Mo Zhaojin asked with concern when he saw him: "Are you okay? You look very tired."

"I'm fine." Wen Baiyu was just thinking about the days to come, feeling a little tired.

"Hey, is it over? Is the scene still filming?" Lu Yu squatted on the ground, knocking the ground with a stick from time to time, and with his attire, he was really a complete gangster, "I just went to observe other groups, they It's halfway through the filming process."

Wen Boyu felt embarrassed when he heard the words, because his question made the process slow, he said: "I'm sorry, such an unexpected situation will not happen again."

Mo Zhaojin patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry about Lu Yu's words, let's continue."

Filming continued, and they had to reshoot the beginning because of Song Shanzhu's sudden appearance.

At the very moment, Mo Zhaojin stopped the horse, while Wen Baiyu sat still as if frightened.

It was his fault to ride a fast horse in the downtown area. Mo Zhaojin got off the horse and was about to apologize, but saw the young man being pulled by the hair by another person.

"You still dare to run... see if I don't beat you to death today!" Lu Yugao raised the wooden stick in his hand and threw it at Wen Baiyu's head, but at this moment he was caught by a hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Which thing has no eyes!" Lu Yu turned his head and looked at it viciously, but his expression changed drastically when he saw Mo Zhaojin. He didn't know the person, but he recognized the armor on the other person.

"General, general..."

Mo Zhaojin's expression was stern, and his palms became more and more forceful: "Are you guilty of hurting someone in the street?"

"Ah, it hurts to death!" The stick in Lu Yu's hand fell to the ground, and the sound of the stick falling on the ground made Wen Baiyu's body tremble.

Mo Zhaojin threw Lu Yu aside, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

Lu Yu got up from the ground and hid in the alley in a panic.

Seeing Lu Yu leave, Wen Boyu was about to stand up and leave while supporting the ground, but when he saw Mo Zhaojin blocking him, he took a step back in fright.

Lu Yu was terrifying, but the man in armor in front of him had an evil spirit that ordinary people didn't have, which made people involuntarily afraid.

"Are you okay?" Mo Zhaojin used his most kind and gentle tone. If the soldiers around him heard it, they would have to wonder if he was bewitched.

Wen Baiyu met his outstretched hand, but took another step back, as if thinking that the man in front of him had saved him, so he whispered in a hoarse voice, "Thank you General."

Mo Zhaojin noticed that Wen Boyu was barefoot, and his ankles and arms had bruises and scars to varying degrees, which could be seen from long-term beatings.

Compared with the wounded soldiers he saw on the battlefield, such injuries can be said to be flesh and blood wounds, but at this moment he felt pity for the young man in front of him, and said softly, "Are you willing to come with me?"

Wen Baiyu looked at Mo Zhaojin in a daze, he didn't understand what the other party meant.

"I happen to be short of someone who serves tea and water by my side. Come with me, and you will have no worries about food and clothing from now on. Maybe you can marry a beautiful lady in the future." Mo Zhaojin said to him with a smile.

Wen Baiyu felt like he was in a dream at first, but people around him told him since he was a child that people like them were born inferior, even worse than a wild dog on the roadside, and no one would care if they died on the roadside.

But now someone has given him another way of living so that he can be a decent person.

Mo Zhaojin got on the horse, reached out to him and said, "Come on."

Wen Baiyu looked down at the dirty clothes on his body, shook his head and said, "General, don't worry about me, I'll chase after you."

"How can a man be faster than a horse? I have something urgent to do." Mo Zhaojin bent down and stretched out her hand to forcefully pull Wen Baiyu up.

"General!" Wen Boyu struggled in panic, how could he deserve to ride a horse with him.

"Sit down, drive!" Mo Zhaojin unconsciously showed a happy smile on his face, and urged the horse to run forward.

Wen Baiyu turned his head to look at the entrance of the alley in a strange way, but he didn't expect Lu Yu to stand there.

The look in the other party's eyes made him have nightmares for several days after arriving at the general's mansion.

The filming went very smoothly. The cameraman in charge said: "The horse riding movements are very professional, and your overall performance is very natural. You can watch it for yourself."

The three of them immediately came over to watch, no matter what, it was the first time for such a serious filming with a team and a venue, and it was completely different from the last performance on stage.

"Oh, my acting is so good that I want to beat myself up." Lu Yu looked at his villainous posture with a very proud expression on his face.

Mo Zhaojin handed over the wooden stick: "Here, you're welcome, I can't bear to see your bad behavior."

"Bah! I'm bad. You can't simply sum up your role in the following scenes by being bad. You're not human at all!" Lu Yu was still a little dissatisfied with the drawn characters, and felt that they were not as interesting as Mo Zhaojin's.

Wen Baiyu did not join their chat, he watched the replay intently, and he became a completely different person inside.

This feeling was so wonderful that Wen Boyu felt a little uneasy, he wasn't sure if it fully reflected the characteristics of the character design.

He asked the filming staff: "Is there any problem with my interpretation? I can reshoot if necessary."

The film crew was stunned for a moment. This is just a small production, and the requirements for acting skills are not very high. Besides, they are acting for the first time, and their positions and shots are a little lacking.

In fact, he was unqualified, but Wen Boyu was the first to seriously ask whether his own performance was qualified.

Such a person will sooner or later catch fire.

The film crew's affection for him doubled, and he smiled and said, "I can't reshoot, it will slow down the progress of the show, but you can actually do this here..."

What the other party said was the basics of filming, but Wen Baiyu listened very carefully.

Mo Zhaojin noticed their conversation and took a small bench to listen together.

"Isn't it just a 5-minute video..." Lu Yu said disdainfully, and walked towards them with a stool in his hand.

After taking a break, they continued to shoot the second scene, the location was another street, after Wen Baiyu became Mo Zhaojin's servant, one day he went shopping in the street, but ran into Lu Yu.

Wen Boyu's face regained its fairness, and he changed into a blue and gray cloth. He was carrying a basket, and his long hair tied behind his head shook slightly as he walked.

He counted his fingers and muttered about what he was going to buy next.

"Little beast."

The voice from behind made Wen Boyu's body stiff, he turned around, and the blood on his face faded when he saw Lu Yu.

Why the hell are you acting so good?

Lu Yu clearly saw Wen Boyu's micro-expression, although he was very happy to see Wen Boyu showing such an expression to him, but on the one hand, didn't it prove that the other party was quite talented in acting?

"I'm so upset..." Lu Yu said his lines from the bottom of his heart, his sinister eyes seemed to fix Wen Baiyu in place, "Will a person covered in mud be clean after washing?"

Wen Boyu was afraid of Lu Yu, afraid that the other party would beat him up or take him away in the next moment. He wanted to run, but his legs were too weak to move because of his fear.

Lu Yu really wanted to do this, but Wen Baiyu is now a member of the General's Mansion. If he did this, he would offend Mo Zhaojin, so he would not be so stupid as to bully Wen Baiyu in broad daylight. He raised a hand and said: "Last time My hand was sprained by the general, it's all your fault, shouldn't you give me some money to make amends?"

Wen Baiyu was chased and beaten because he didn't want to give Lu Yu money, so he met Mo Zhaojin, who was cowardly but regarded money as his life. He shook his head and said, "The general asked me to buy things for my money. Now he is a member of the General's Mansion..."

Wen Baiyu's last words angered Lu Yu. The latter stepped forward and pinched his chin, and laughed angrily: "You are willing to be someone else's dog in just a few days? They just treat you like a little thing to tease!"

Wen Boyu's expression changed slightly, his lips trembled, and he said after a while: "General, he treats me as a human being, not like you...just want to force me to be your dog."

Hearing these words, Lu Yu unconsciously let go of his hand.

This time Wen Boyu finally mustered up the courage to turn around and run away.

Lu Yu looked at the back of the fleeing in a panic, and murmured: "Why does a general treat you so well, you idiot...you really think you are a treasure."

Wen Boyu was afraid that Lu Yu would chase him, so he ran desperately.

Suddenly someone grabbed his arm, and he let out a cry.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Wen Baiyu took a closer look and saw that it was Mo Zhaojin who was wearing ordinary clothes. He said out of breath, "General, general... I met Lu Yu just now, I, I lost the basket..."

In the end he blamed himself very much.

Mo Zhaojin always had a gentle look on his face. He stretched out his hand to straighten Wen Baiyu's clothes, and seeing that the other party wanted to back subconsciously, he said, "Don't move."

Wen Baiyu was like a piece of wood, not daring to move for a moment, and even his breathing slowed down.

"Okay, let's go back." Mo Zhaojin didn't wear armor, so she lost her fearsome might. On the contrary, she looked like a literati who was familiar with poetry and books.

"But the basket is lost... and I haven't bought the things you asked me to buy, General." Wen Baiyu was still thinking about this matter, after all, this was the first time that the other party ordered him to do something so solemn after he came to the General's Mansion thing.

Mo Zhaojin smiled and said: "Those are not important, I just let you out for a walk because I saw you were unhappy in the mansion."

Wen Boyu was overwhelmed by flattery, his face was not happy, but fearful, he lowered his eyes and said: "I can't afford to be treated like a general, I'm just a servant."

After all, Lu Yu's words turned into a knife and pierced deeply into his heart.

"You deserve me to treat you well." When Mo Zhaojin said this, there seemed to be something burning in his eyes.

Wen Boyu lowered his head after just one glance, the light in his eyes was as warm and dazzling as the first sunshine that day.

"I don't know."

Mo Zhaojin didn't explain to him, but just grabbed his sleeve, strode forward, and said with a chuckle: "Then go back and think about it slowly, you will always understand."

Still don't understand.

Wen Baiyu finished reading the story written by Mo Zhaojin, and he remembered that this episode seemed to be a coincidence, but in fact Mo Zhaojin had appeared a long time ago.

The general he played stood not far away when Wen Baiyu was verbally humiliated by Lu Yu.

looking, smiling.