Little Taoist, don't run! [Entertainment]

The man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, patted Mao Xiaosheng on the shoulder, and said the same thing as He Yun: "As long as you work hard, it's easy to meet Ji Qi, let alone Bai Muyun."

Hearing the name "Ji Qi" mentioned together with his second senior brother's name twice, Mao Xiaosheng felt curious, but thinking that finding Bai Muyun was the most important thing, he still promised to come here tomorrow.

After explaining the matter to Mao Xiaosheng, the man turned and left.

Walking back to the set, the people and cars in the crew were almost gone, only a few staff members were left to clean up the aftermath, but He Yun, who was still standing there, saw Mao Xiaosheng approaching and warmly greeted him.

"What did the actor tell you?" He Yun asked curiously when he saw Mao Xiaosheng chatting with the man in the corner for a long time.

He took out the business card that the man gave him just now from his bag, and handed it to He Yun, Mao Xiaosheng said: "He asked me to bring this business card to look for him tomorrow, and said he found me a job."

He Yun snatched the business card from Mao Xiaosheng's hand, looked at it over and over for a long time, his eyes were straightened, and exclaimed: "Dude, you are really good, you were spotted by the actors on the first day, and I will definitely arrange a job for you in the future. If not, how can I recommend you to play the male number two role?"

Wishing to hide the business card privately, He Yun reluctantly returned the business card to Mao Xiaosheng.

"Xiaosheng, if you become popular, don't forget about me, buddy." Patting Mao Xiaosheng on the shoulder, He Yunyu instructed earnestly.

Smiling and shaking his head, Mao Xiaosheng said, "I don't want to get angry, I just want to see Bai Muyun."

"Tsk tsk, you really love Bai Muyun!" He Yun, who didn't know the inside story, only thought that Mao Xiaosheng was just a star-chasing idiot, and clicked his tongue again and again.

Bai Muyun and Mao Xiaosheng grew up together, so there is no need to talk about the relationship between the two, but his second senior brother has not come back since the last time he went down the mountain. Naturally, he was anxious to see him, after all, this was his only support now.

"Hey buddy, where do you live? I'll take 943 home."

The two walked out of the film and television base side by side. It was getting dark, He Yun pointed to the bus stop not far away and said.

Remembering that he didn't have a place to live yet, Mao Xiaosheng hesitated for a moment, looked around at the roads around him, and said to He Yun, "Go, I'll go back by myself."

Without asking in detail, He Yun said goodbye to Mao Xiaosheng loudly, and ran to wait for the bus under the stop sign. After a while, a No. 943 bus stopped and turned to Mao Xiaosheng who was standing beside him. After beckoning, He Yun got on the bus and left.

Watching the bus go away, Mao Xiaosheng pulled the strap of the cloth bag, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

With nowhere to go, Mao Xiaosheng walked back to the footbridge where he slept outdoors last night based on his previous memories. The wall under the skybridge provided a good shelter. He leaned against the wall and sat on the ground. Mao Xiaosheng finally took a breath.

This day today can be said to be the most difficult day he has ever lived. It doesn’t mean how tired and painful he is. .

Taking off the outer layer of blue cloth, he lifted up the white lining and looked at it. His chest to lower abdomen were all bruised, a little swollen, and throbbing.

Raising his hand, he rubbed the bruise mercilessly, and Mao Xiaosheng grinned in pain instantly.

"Give me some money, kind man."

At this moment, an old voice appeared, it was the old man who picked up waste in the morning.

Looking at the old man, Mao Xiaosheng could always think of his master.

He took out the 50 yuan he earned today, handed the money to the old man, and said, "Old man, please take care of your health."

Trembling, the old man took the coin from Mao Xiaosheng's hand, carefully put it into his clothes, and then said helplessly, "I'm getting old, I won't live for a few more years."

After quietly staring at the old man's face for a while, Mao Xiaosheng opened the cloth bag, lowered his head, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from the bag, and handed it to the old man.

"Old man, you keep this life-saving amulet, and you must take it with you." After a pause, he added: "Remember."

Taking the talisman in Mao Xiaosheng's hand, the old man who scavenged rubbish looked at the seemingly scribbled words on it and nodded. He also carefully folded it up and put it in his inner pocket, thanking him repeatedly.

Shaking his head, Mao Xiaosheng held the old man's dirty hand without hesitation, and said, "You must take it with you."

Although the old man was puzzled, he still nodded.

"Young man, are you a foreigner? Why don't you go home?" the old man asked Mao Xiaosheng.

Thinking about his own situation, he is already homeless now, Mao Xiaosheng said with a smile: "I don't have a home anymore."

"Hey," the old scavenger sighed and said, "If you don't mind, you can stay at my house tonight."

Looking up at the surrounding environment, there are frequent vehicles and the wind blows from all sides, and it really doesn't look like a good place to live. Mao Xiaosheng only felt sore all over, nodded, got up and walked away with the old man.

The old man lived in a small shed not far from the overpass. Although the surroundings were full of rubbish and the house was dilapidated, it was at least a place to live. Lived the night.

The next day, when Mao Xiaosheng woke up, he only saw a pancake and a bag of soybean milk at hand. The old man should have gone out to beg early in the morning.

Thinking of the old man's daily life, Mao Xiaosheng was very grateful. He didn't eat last night and now he was hungry. He ate all the pancakes and drank soy milk, and walked out of the hut that smelled damp and moldy everywhere.

The sun has risen, and I took a deep breath of air. The environment by the river is not bad, but my chest still hurts, but because the bruises have melted away, the sharp pain from yesterday is gone.

"Young man, you're awake." At this moment, the old man came back with a big bag of empty bottles on his back.

Putting the empty bottle on the ground, the old man took Mao Xiaosheng's hand and walked aside. The old man's face was full of spirits, and he said excitedly, "Young man, do you know how to tell fortunes?"

"I understand a little bit." Mao Xiaosheng still said the same thing.

"Didn't you give me a talisman to carry with me yesterday?" said the old man, his eyes were a little red, he paused and continued: "I was walking on the street today, and a truck drove straight towards me , almost hit me, and guess what, the car stopped in front of me!"

The old man was excited, but Mao Xiaosheng heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and said to the old man: "You should keep the talisman and keep it with you."

Nodding incessantly, the old man has completely regarded Mao Xiaosheng as a benefactor.

After bidding farewell to the old man who was still reluctant to pick up waste, he carried his inseparable cloth bag on his back, and Mao Xiaosheng walked towards the film and television base according to the way he came back yesterday.

On the way, I saw the movie promotion poster again, and pulled it off the wall while others were not paying attention. Mao Xiaosheng watched the familiar and unfamiliar second senior brother on it not move for a long time, and finally folded the poster carefully and put it in the in the bag.

Although it was still early, a large number of people waiting to work had already gathered at the gate of the film and television base.

Passing through the crowd, Mao Xiaosheng saw the man who asked the passerby that day. The man was still holding a cigarette, leaning on the railing of the gate and looking inside.

Taking out the business card, Mao Xiaosheng stood at the door, hesitating who to show this thing in order to meet the leader from yesterday. Looking at the monotonous business card in his hand, there was a name "Wang Heping" and a string of phone numbers printed on it. Mao Xiaosheng was at a loss.

"you again."

Just as he was hesitating, a voice sounded from the top of his head, and when he raised his head, the man who had been smoking walked up to him at some point, looking at him with an unkind expression.

"Hello." Mao Xiaosheng greeted politely.

Unexpectedly, the man was ungrateful, sneered, smashed the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and said: "Why do you get noticed on the first day you come here? I have been here for three years, almost every day. Come here, there are very few dramas that have been filmed, why can you be so lucky as a newcomer!"

The more the man talked, the more excited he was, and finally reached out and grabbed Mao Xiaosheng's collar.

The people around saw the dispute here and they all gathered around. This kind of "old man" bullying "newcomer" happened from time to time, and everyone just regarded it as a good show, and no one came to help. If you speak out to stop them, everyone will take it as a joke.

Mao Xiaosheng was originally short, but standing in front of that tall man, he looked even less imposing.

Just when everyone thought that Mao Xiaosheng was going to be beaten, suddenly, Mao Xiaosheng raised his hand and pinched the man's arm that was holding his collar.

A painful expression slowly appeared on the man's face, and finally let go of his hand, covering his wrist so painful that he couldn't speak. He didn't expect that Mao Xiaosheng's small hands would be so strong, like a It's like being caught by pliers.

"I'm just lucky." After straightening his collar, Mao Xiaosheng said to the angry man.

This calm tone aroused the man's dissatisfaction even more, and just now Mao Xiaosheng just held his hand, which made him trembling and unable to use his strength, feeling that he had made a fool of himself.

Before Mao Xiaosheng could explain anything, the man yelled and raised his fist, turning towards Mao Xiaosheng's face.

I thought this move would definitely succeed, but before the man could react, Mao Xiaosheng made a flash and disappeared in front of him.

He froze for a moment, the man's punch was extremely fast, it was too late to stop, and he was about to hit the iron door, the man couldn't help closing his eyes nervously.

But the pain didn't come as expected, the man only felt a hand grabbing his collar, slowly opened his eyes, stabilized his body, and when he turned around, Mao Xiaosheng was standing behind him , just retracted his hand.

The people around watching the good show were stunned, the whole thing happened in an instant, no one could have imagined that Mao Xiaosheng's movements would be so fast, he couldn't even see the figure, only heard the bells colliding and ringing The lingering sound of "hang hang".

The man also knew that Mao Xiaosheng had saved him, and even a big man blushed, feeling ashamed of his domineering just now.

But before he and Mao Xiaosheng could say thanks, a person hurried out from the gate. After seeing Mao Xiaosheng, he walked straight over, pulled Mao Xiaosheng and walked into the film and television base, and said while walking: "You're here, hurry up, hurry up, it's urgent."

That person was Wang Heping.

And Mao Xiaosheng was dragged away inexplicably.