Little Taoist, don't run! [Entertainment]

When he woke up again, there was a ragged old man standing in front of him.

The old man was holding a filthy broken woven bag in his hand, and was about to pick up an empty plastic bottle beside Mao Xiaosheng.

Because of the curled up posture all night, Mao Xiaosheng only felt his whole body was stiff.

He raised his head and smiled at the old man, stood up slowly, stretched a little, and patted his commoner clothes by the way.

"Give me some money, kind man, I haven't eaten for three days..."

Mao Xiaosheng bent down to help the old man pick up the bottle, and when he was about to put it in the old man's hands, the old man's chapped lips trembled, and he begged to say these words.

His movements were slow for a while, Mao Xiaosheng quietly looked at the vicissitudes of the old man's face, and suddenly remembered the appearance of his master before he died, and the face of the old man who scavenged waste in front of him also overlapped with the face of Taoist Yiju at this moment At the same time, suddenly, he missed his master very much.

Putting the bottle into the hands of the old man, Mao Xiaosheng opened his cloth bag, took out the iron box containing the money, opened it, hesitated for a while, leaving only two ten-yuan bills, and poured out all the remaining money in the box into the trembling hands of the old man.

The old man thanked him excitedly, Mao Xiaosheng just smiled, turned and left.

It was another day aimlessly trying his luck, Mao Xiaosheng walked on the road decadently with his head down, at this moment he had no clue where to find his second senior brother.

Gradually, there were more people around, Mao Xiaosheng tried his best not to collide with others, and dodged around.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his gaze was attracted by a poster on the side of the road, and he stared blankly at the poster on the wall.His eyes slowly widened, and finally a light of surprise flashed. Mao Xiaosheng grinned excitedly. In these two days, he finally showed a smiling face, like a child who found a toy.

"I'm sick, what are you doing here!"

Just when Mao Xiaosheng was immersed in excitement, a collision hit his side, and he stabilized his staggered footsteps. Mao Xiaosheng turned his head and met the face of an angry and impatient man.

However, the ferocious face of the man who hit people did not dispel Mao Xiaosheng's joy, he still kept apologizing with a smile on his face.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then he turned sideways and wanted to leave as if he saw a mental patient released from the hospital.

"Hello, do you know this person!" Mao Xiaosheng asked, grabbing the man who was about to leave, pointing to the poster on the wall.

The man moved his arm, trying to free Mao Xiaosheng's hand, but unexpectedly failed. He couldn't figure out why Mao Xiaosheng looked so small but had such great strength, so he had to reply angrily: "Which one?"

"This man." Mao Xiaosheng pointed his finger straight at a man on the poster.

"Of course you went to the film and television city if you want to find a celebrity. Ask me why I'm sick."

Finally breaking free from Mao Xiaosheng, the man patted his wrinkled clothes in disgust, and hurried away as if he had encountered something unlucky.

"Film and TV City..." Muttering this unfamiliar word softly, Mao Xiaosheng walked forward in deep thought.

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The corner of the poster behind him was a little unglued, trembling slightly with the wind driven by the crowd.

The faces of several popular movie stars are printed side by side on the poster. This is a promotional poster for a new movie.

Miraculously, passers-by occasionally glanced at this poster, and were not attracted by the protagonist printed in the center, but became interested in a man printed on the farthest side.

Even though the man was squeezed to the very edge of the poster, he was still extremely stunning, with a feminine and androgynous face and long hair, even stealing the spotlight from the glamorous heroine in front.

Next to the man's profile picture was a row of small promotional slogans, "New actor Bai Muyun's amazing women's clothing is released", if they didn't lean up and look hard, no one would notice this insincere publicity.

There is no way, this is the entertainment industry, and of course no one will deliberately publicize unpopular newcomers.

And what Mao Xiaosheng pointed at just now was this rookie actor named Bai Muyun.

The second senior brother he was looking for...

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Walking on the street, Mao Xiaosheng was in deep thoughts. He didn't know if the person he saw on the poster just now was his second senior brother. If there were really people with the same appearance and the same name in this world That was really a coincidence.

He didn't know why his second senior brother, who should have completed the mission long ago, appeared on the poster for no reason, and became a new movie star who had already debuted.

Mao Xiaosheng doesn't know and can't figure out what happened in the middle, but now he has confirmed that his second senior brother is still alive, and he has let go of his hanging heart. At least if he is alive, he can find it.

Pull yourself up, look around the road, the most urgent task now is to find the film and television city that the man just mentioned.

After asking for directions all the way, under the guidance of many passers-by, Mao Xiaosheng finally came to a gate with a lot of people after several twists and turns.

Many people gathered in front of the big iron gate, squatting or standing, some chatting in twos and threes, some meditating alone, chattering like a market.

"Hello..." Mao Xiaosheng walked up to a man who was smoking alone, and greeted him carefully and softly.

The man glanced at Mao Xiaosheng, took a deep breath, and then blew a puff of smoke on his face.

The pungent smell of cheap cigarettes suffocated his eyes, Mao Xiaosheng closed his eyes and coughed twice, and the bell on the braid behind him rang twice with the trembling of his body.

However, Mao Xiaosheng didn't go away. After the smoke cleared, he continued to ask the unfriendly person: "Hello, do you know how to get to the film and television city?"

The man sneered, gave Mao Xiaosheng a blank look as if looking at a visitor from outside the sky, looked up and down the blue linen clothes he was wearing, turned sideways and pointed impatiently at the brand beside him with the hand holding the cigarette .

"Jiangnan Film and Television Base", a few dilapidated golden characters are embedded on the marble wall, which seems to be old.

"Boy, are you new here? If you want to find a job, you don't know where to go. Go back where you should go."

Before Mao Xiaosheng understood the man's sarcasm, suddenly, the iron door slowly opened, and the crowd instantly became commotion.

The man in front of him also noticed it, dropped the half-lit cigarette in his hand and twirled it casually with his foot, bumped into Mao Xiaosheng and rushed towards the crowd.

Mao Xiaosheng rubbed his bumped arm, looked at the crowd beside him, and followed curiously.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!" A man with a loudspeaker in his hand and a work permit hanging around his neck shouted vigorously at the front of the crowd.

"The crew of the TV series "The Big Hatchet Cuts Off the Enemy's Heavenly Spirit Cover" has recruited a group of performers!" the man shouted into the loudspeaker.

"Director! Look at me! I can!"

"I can too!"

"Choose me!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the crowd below boiled up, everyone raised their hands, scrambling to introduce themselves to that man.

At the beginning, Mao Xiaosheng just stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked around curiously, but the number of people behind him increased instead of decreasing, and he was squeezed into the crowd as a thin person, his feet almost left the ground.

"Now the crew needs forty male ensemble performers." As soon as the words came out, the emotions of the women in the crowd immediately cooled down, and they retreated dejectedly.

Only the men were left, and everyone pushed and shoved more intensely, each of them wanting to step forward.

Poor Mao Xiaosheng was caught in the middle of the crowd, wriggling slowly following the movements of the people around him.

Frowning tightly, Mao Xiaosheng felt like soy sauce, being squeezed in the crowd without a single gap, and the smell of sweat and smoke from the man beside him filled his nose, but he had no way to resist, so he had to being pushed forward.

"Don't squeeze!" The staff member with the horn was also shaken by the crowd, but he still shouted calmly as if he was used to this kind of situation.

"You, you, you..." The man put down the horn in his hand, looked at everyone in front of him, and then stretched out his hand to pull out the one that seemed to be satisfactory.

Unknowingly, he was pushed to the front of the line and finally breathed fresh air. Mao Xiaosheng had just taken a deep breath when he was suddenly pulled out by a hand.

"You." The person with the trumpet pulled Mao Xiaosheng out of the crowd and then walked forward.

Looking blankly at that person's back, Mao Xiaosheng didn't know why he was pulled out, and even more couldn't figure out what that person's "you" meant.

Looking at the crowd in front of him, realizing that he was just squeezed out of Wu Yangyang's crowd, Mao Xiaosheng was extremely grateful that he was still alive.

"Okay, the person who was just elected will follow me, and the rest of you should leave." The person with the trumpet came back and stood in front of him and said.

Mao Xiaosheng was at a loss, seeing the people standing beside him who were also dragged out by that man just now followed behind the man with a happy face, hesitated for a while and followed.

After walking into the gate of "Jiangnan Film and Television Base", the iron gate was slowly closed again with a "bang-dang" sound.

Mao Xiaosheng followed at the end of the line, and looked back after hearing the noise. The crowd outside the iron fence had not dispersed. The man who had just mocked him was lying on the fence, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"The ones behind have caught up. There are several crews filming here today." The leader shouted at the people following him with a loudspeaker.

Before he had time to ponder the man's eyes, Mao Xiaosheng turned his head and took two steps to follow the team closely.