Star Road: Peasants Attack the City
Chapter 1
At the shooting scene of the location, when the idiot fell to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder, and broke his arm with a click, An Ran's eyes went black, and he couldn't believe it.
It's not just as simple as being ashamed, it feels like tripping over a stone in public, and then throwing yourself on a pile of dog shit. You are so embarrassed that you dare not get up, for fear of being laughed at, you can only lie down on the spot, ruthless in your heart. Swear at that innocent rock and shitting wild dog.
Severe pain, shock, embarrassment, shame, and monstrous anger... These emotions were intricately intertwined. Seeing the face of the idiot on his body gradually change from impulsive to bewildered, it intensified, and finally slowly squeezed into a sentence ——
Dead farmer, sooner or later, I will let you run naked around the village thirty laps with a pot of shit on your back!
There is nothing to say about this sentence in terms of momentum. He is a pure hooligan. Unfortunately, at this time, his face is pale with pain, his teeth are clenched, his forehead is covered with fine cold sweat, and he can't even say a complete sentence. exported.
"Oh, Mr. An, are you okay?" Director Chen Lin rushed into the venue holding a loudspeaker and shouting in despair, and other staff members followed behind.
"Well... I, I'm not..." someone next to him said awkwardly.
"Give it to me!"
In the panic, no one knew who pushed the perpetrator aside, and was instantly buried in the crowd, leaving An Ran surrounded in an airtight manner.
Chen Lin looked at the great god who was convulsing in pain on the ground in front of him in shock.
Dashen is famous for his love of cleanliness. He even had to order two sets of exactly the same costumes for filming, and he had to send them for laundry every day.
Because it was a fighting movie, the crew went to a desolate village for location shooting, and occasionally rolled and crawled on the sand, and was covered in dust almost every day. Although the master didn't complain obviously, he still showed displeasure.
Now, he shrunk his body and fell on the fallen leaves and soil, his face was ashamed, and his clothes were scratched in several places.
Chen Lin has been directing action movies for some years. Although he is not a famous international director, he is still considered a director in China. However, it is the first time to cooperate with a master of An Ran's level.
Originally, Anran Company did not agree with Anran to accept fighting movies, let alone whether they would be popular or not, the danger was high, fatigue bombings were frequent, and physical strength might not be able to keep up.
After all, An Ran, who debuted as a pianist, has always followed the elegant and clean princely route. Although his image has been almost ruined by him, the world of fans is confusing. The more rogue and arrogant, the more likable he is.
At a concert, I create and play a piece of music with my eyes closed. When everyone is still immersed in the beautiful and clear melody, I suddenly burst out a FUCK loudly into the microphone. This kind of thing is terribly common. It turned so cute that it screamed, and even became popular.
When everyone was not optimistic about this movie, An Ran became interested in the script. Chen Lin occasionally guessed, is it because the protagonist is a mercenary, and he feels very kind to the master who can swear freely in front of the camera?
No matter what the reason is, if the great god is willing to accept the show, I should be grateful to Dade. No matter what request, whether it is capricious or rude, Chen Lin will accept it together, and the safety precautions are extremely comprehensive... However, it is always a hundred secrets and one sparse.
Chen Lin sweated coldly at the thought of so many fans of the great gods that could hardly be crowded on the earth.
A certain director who fell into a slump did not realize that he had unknowingly pressed his whole body on An Dashen, and the Great God was obviously in pain, his face turned pale again, and his forehead and hair were covered with cold sweat wet.
"Director Chen, I think Mr. An is having difficulty breathing, you..." Can you get off him first?The heroine couldn't bear to ask with her eyes.
"Ah?" Chen Lin suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes flustered again immediately, and he stretched out his big hands to clasp the shoulders of the Great God, "Ahhhhhhh—Mr. An, are you still alive?! Why do you have difficulty breathing? Did you hurt your lungs?"
"...Brother..." An Ran was pinched to the sore spot, and he gasped hissingly, his forehead was so painful that he couldn't speak clearly, so he could only moan tremblingly with a pale face, "Umm..."
elder brother?
Chen Lin froze desperately for a moment, and was instantly grateful, tears flickering, and asked eagerly, "Hey, brother An... tell me, where does it hurt you?"
"Brother... um..." An Ran's eyes swept over weakly, trying to show the most fierce aura.
"Brother..." Chen Lin's heart trembled, and little pink bubbles appeared tenderly in his heart, puff puff puff, "Brother knows that you are suffering, and you will be fine soon... Uh, otherwise, I will help you artificial respiration?"
A big mouth pouted, An Ran's face was livid.
"Director, he told you to leave." Someone in the crowd pointed out calmly.
Why?Chen Lin kept his mouth pouted, petrified.
The voice was so familiar... An Ran raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice with difficulty.
In a dark field of brains and melons, one person stood out, standing taller than everyone else, showing an upright and worried face.
"I..." The moment he saw that face clearly, anger and pain surged up, An Ran rolled his eyes unstoppably, "Stab... ouch..."
After hesitating for a while, the man looked embarrassed, but continued to translate dutifully, "He said...I...fuck."
puff!The pink bubble was punctured with a finger, and Chen Lin jumped up exaggeratedly. Seeing that An Ran was obviously relieved, he was even more heartbroken, "Who is talking?! Who!"
Just talking about why the great master suddenly called him brother, Chen Lin sighed in frustration in his heart.
This is miserable, if the great god pursues it, what will happen if the fans beat him up in the future?How will they deal with me?Bomb it?Burn it with gasoline?Splash with poop?Staple it with a stapler... Chen Lin shivered greatly.
The heroine looked into the crowd with bright eyes, "It's the dragon who just hurt Mr. An...uh, the extras."
"I... stab... oh... you..." An Ran was still struggling and panting, rolling his eyes at the man.
The man hesitated, and finally stepped out from the crowd. He was tall, with a straight and resolute face, his eyes were full of apology, "I'm sorry..."
Damn you, I'm sorry, when I'm fine, I'll break off your two arms and stuff them in your ass!
Although he cursed viciously in his heart, he raised his eyelids, seeing his tense hands and feet, An Ran's rapid breathing calmed down a little.
"Well..." The big man hesitated and spoke again, with a local accent, looking at him with melancholy eyes.
Well?
An Ran answered the words angrily in his heart.
"I'm not gay..." The man was troubled.
What?
An Ran was satisfied with closing ING's eyelids to widen again, and the eyeballs brushed horizontally to the limit with great difficulty.
"So I'm sorry, I can't be stabbed by you... Aw," the man looked at him awkwardly, "Well, why don't we change, change lines?"
What the hell is he apologizing for?
An Ran yelled in his heart, you shameless thing, who the hell wants to be with you... Also, you are so fucking blushing!
Looking carefully at An Ran's face, seeing that he had no expression, the man added dully, "I, I will try not to dislike you."
An Ran stared at him persistently, gritted her teeth.
The man said distressedly, "At least...it's not so obvious."
Everyone was petrified, and the fallen leaves floated down calmly, hitting the director's bald head.
An Ran's eyeballs rolled up one by one in slow motion, and finally passed out.
Mo Bajue, a veteran, has a high school education, and now works as a farmer.
An idiot, an idiot, a country bumpkin... the first time they met, An Ran wanted to cut him into pieces.
Although he was the one who was hospitalized in the end -_-
It's not just as simple as being ashamed, it feels like tripping over a stone in public, and then throwing yourself on a pile of dog shit. You are so embarrassed that you dare not get up, for fear of being laughed at, you can only lie down on the spot, ruthless in your heart. Swear at that innocent rock and shitting wild dog.
Severe pain, shock, embarrassment, shame, and monstrous anger... These emotions were intricately intertwined. Seeing the face of the idiot on his body gradually change from impulsive to bewildered, it intensified, and finally slowly squeezed into a sentence ——
Dead farmer, sooner or later, I will let you run naked around the village thirty laps with a pot of shit on your back!
There is nothing to say about this sentence in terms of momentum. He is a pure hooligan. Unfortunately, at this time, his face is pale with pain, his teeth are clenched, his forehead is covered with fine cold sweat, and he can't even say a complete sentence. exported.
"Oh, Mr. An, are you okay?" Director Chen Lin rushed into the venue holding a loudspeaker and shouting in despair, and other staff members followed behind.
"Well... I, I'm not..." someone next to him said awkwardly.
"Give it to me!"
In the panic, no one knew who pushed the perpetrator aside, and was instantly buried in the crowd, leaving An Ran surrounded in an airtight manner.
Chen Lin looked at the great god who was convulsing in pain on the ground in front of him in shock.
Dashen is famous for his love of cleanliness. He even had to order two sets of exactly the same costumes for filming, and he had to send them for laundry every day.
Because it was a fighting movie, the crew went to a desolate village for location shooting, and occasionally rolled and crawled on the sand, and was covered in dust almost every day. Although the master didn't complain obviously, he still showed displeasure.
Now, he shrunk his body and fell on the fallen leaves and soil, his face was ashamed, and his clothes were scratched in several places.
Chen Lin has been directing action movies for some years. Although he is not a famous international director, he is still considered a director in China. However, it is the first time to cooperate with a master of An Ran's level.
Originally, Anran Company did not agree with Anran to accept fighting movies, let alone whether they would be popular or not, the danger was high, fatigue bombings were frequent, and physical strength might not be able to keep up.
After all, An Ran, who debuted as a pianist, has always followed the elegant and clean princely route. Although his image has been almost ruined by him, the world of fans is confusing. The more rogue and arrogant, the more likable he is.
At a concert, I create and play a piece of music with my eyes closed. When everyone is still immersed in the beautiful and clear melody, I suddenly burst out a FUCK loudly into the microphone. This kind of thing is terribly common. It turned so cute that it screamed, and even became popular.
When everyone was not optimistic about this movie, An Ran became interested in the script. Chen Lin occasionally guessed, is it because the protagonist is a mercenary, and he feels very kind to the master who can swear freely in front of the camera?
No matter what the reason is, if the great god is willing to accept the show, I should be grateful to Dade. No matter what request, whether it is capricious or rude, Chen Lin will accept it together, and the safety precautions are extremely comprehensive... However, it is always a hundred secrets and one sparse.
Chen Lin sweated coldly at the thought of so many fans of the great gods that could hardly be crowded on the earth.
A certain director who fell into a slump did not realize that he had unknowingly pressed his whole body on An Dashen, and the Great God was obviously in pain, his face turned pale again, and his forehead and hair were covered with cold sweat wet.
"Director Chen, I think Mr. An is having difficulty breathing, you..." Can you get off him first?The heroine couldn't bear to ask with her eyes.
"Ah?" Chen Lin suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes flustered again immediately, and he stretched out his big hands to clasp the shoulders of the Great God, "Ahhhhhhh—Mr. An, are you still alive?! Why do you have difficulty breathing? Did you hurt your lungs?"
"...Brother..." An Ran was pinched to the sore spot, and he gasped hissingly, his forehead was so painful that he couldn't speak clearly, so he could only moan tremblingly with a pale face, "Umm..."
elder brother?
Chen Lin froze desperately for a moment, and was instantly grateful, tears flickering, and asked eagerly, "Hey, brother An... tell me, where does it hurt you?"
"Brother... um..." An Ran's eyes swept over weakly, trying to show the most fierce aura.
"Brother..." Chen Lin's heart trembled, and little pink bubbles appeared tenderly in his heart, puff puff puff, "Brother knows that you are suffering, and you will be fine soon... Uh, otherwise, I will help you artificial respiration?"
A big mouth pouted, An Ran's face was livid.
"Director, he told you to leave." Someone in the crowd pointed out calmly.
Why?Chen Lin kept his mouth pouted, petrified.
The voice was so familiar... An Ran raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice with difficulty.
In a dark field of brains and melons, one person stood out, standing taller than everyone else, showing an upright and worried face.
"I..." The moment he saw that face clearly, anger and pain surged up, An Ran rolled his eyes unstoppably, "Stab... ouch..."
After hesitating for a while, the man looked embarrassed, but continued to translate dutifully, "He said...I...fuck."
puff!The pink bubble was punctured with a finger, and Chen Lin jumped up exaggeratedly. Seeing that An Ran was obviously relieved, he was even more heartbroken, "Who is talking?! Who!"
Just talking about why the great master suddenly called him brother, Chen Lin sighed in frustration in his heart.
This is miserable, if the great god pursues it, what will happen if the fans beat him up in the future?How will they deal with me?Bomb it?Burn it with gasoline?Splash with poop?Staple it with a stapler... Chen Lin shivered greatly.
The heroine looked into the crowd with bright eyes, "It's the dragon who just hurt Mr. An...uh, the extras."
"I... stab... oh... you..." An Ran was still struggling and panting, rolling his eyes at the man.
The man hesitated, and finally stepped out from the crowd. He was tall, with a straight and resolute face, his eyes were full of apology, "I'm sorry..."
Damn you, I'm sorry, when I'm fine, I'll break off your two arms and stuff them in your ass!
Although he cursed viciously in his heart, he raised his eyelids, seeing his tense hands and feet, An Ran's rapid breathing calmed down a little.
"Well..." The big man hesitated and spoke again, with a local accent, looking at him with melancholy eyes.
Well?
An Ran answered the words angrily in his heart.
"I'm not gay..." The man was troubled.
What?
An Ran was satisfied with closing ING's eyelids to widen again, and the eyeballs brushed horizontally to the limit with great difficulty.
"So I'm sorry, I can't be stabbed by you... Aw," the man looked at him awkwardly, "Well, why don't we change, change lines?"
What the hell is he apologizing for?
An Ran yelled in his heart, you shameless thing, who the hell wants to be with you... Also, you are so fucking blushing!
Looking carefully at An Ran's face, seeing that he had no expression, the man added dully, "I, I will try not to dislike you."
An Ran stared at him persistently, gritted her teeth.
The man said distressedly, "At least...it's not so obvious."
Everyone was petrified, and the fallen leaves floated down calmly, hitting the director's bald head.
An Ran's eyeballs rolled up one by one in slow motion, and finally passed out.
Mo Bajue, a veteran, has a high school education, and now works as a farmer.
An idiot, an idiot, a country bumpkin... the first time they met, An Ran wanted to cut him into pieces.
Although he was the one who was hospitalized in the end -_-
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