Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

The little boy fell asleep quickly and deeply, and snored in An Ran's arms in a blink of an eye, even Chen Lin's roaring in the second half didn't wake him up.An Ran was hugged by this little thing until his veins bulged, while watching the slow progress of the crew with cold eyes.

Although some of the heroine's psychological problems have been solved, other problems have surfaced one after another.

After the whole scene, the actor's lines were unexpectedly fluent, and his tone was unexpectedly stiff.The heroine's movements are unexpectedly natural, and her expression is unexpectedly shy.

Chen Lin was so angry that he threw the loudspeaker to the ground and roared vigorously, "Your brain is filled with straw! Is acting a primary school student memorizing texts?! It's as stiff as if it had been frozen in the refrigerator for three days. Are you a pork?!"

Pointing at the tip of the heroine's nose, she cursed, "Yesterday you thought he was your father-killer and enemy. Why did you want to have a baby with her in the blink of an eye?! You're acting in an action movie, not Journey to the West! What a vixen!"

Mo Bajue listened to the director's scolding indifferently, but he couldn't hide his frustration in his calm eyes.The heroine's depression was much more obvious, her eyes were reddish, and she secretly glanced at Mo Bajue, seeing the calmness on his face, then bit her lip and blinked back the tears forcefully.

An Ran kept watching from the sidelines, with a mocking smile on his lips, leaned leisurely on the sofa, and ordered the bodyguard to light a cigarette for him.

Finding a layman to act is not as easy as they imagined?

Sure enough, Chen Lin's roar was loud and not small, and everyone covered their ears and ran around, but Mo Bajue remained motionless.

Generally speaking, the feeling of the heroine is almost the same, as long as she restrains her turbulent personal emotions a little bit, and stands firmly in the position she wants to maintain, it is not a loss.But Mo Bajue couldn't do it.

He can't laugh when he should laugh, and he pulls the corners of his mouth when he should laugh loudly. At this time, the sage can't do anything to him. Chen Lin's brows are wrinkled like buns, and he can't wait to pounce on his facial muscles and reassemble them. Become Uncle McDonald's.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the drama manager secretly called the little assistant who was out on duty to call for rescuers.

"...you always have to pass this level." The little assistant sighed and said flatly.

"Huh? But this time it's going to erupt!"

"Let's talk after spraying."

"Director Chen's eruption is scary!" The production manager nervously grabbed his hair.

"..." The little assistant was silent on the phone for a while, "Xiao Wu, can you make the rooster stop crowing?"

"Uh..." The director's mind went blank for a moment, "...turn it into a hen?"

The little assistant was kind, "Then please go and label the director as a woman."

"..."

Click, the phone was hung up mercilessly, and Xiao Wu, the director of the show, caught sight of Chen Lin's eyes that were almost spitting fire, and quietly found a pot lid and put it on his head.

The little assistant sat on the grass outside the studio and stared blankly for a while with his mobile phone. After all, he was still a little worried and dialed another number to go out.

"Who's fucking that!"

"I, I need you for something."

"Do you know that you will be punished by God for interrupting someone's good deeds?" Someone on the phone spoke in a bad tone.

"There is a newcomer with good conditions, do you sign?"

"I'm not in the mood right now!"

"..." The little assistant was silent for a second, "Can't you hold back for a while?"

"How do you hold back your stool, bastard!" Click.

The little assistant put away the phone and walked in, drooping his shoulders in frustration along the way, subconsciously feeling that he was also full of stench, shook his head hastily, and forced the words of hurting friends out of his mind, and just stepped into the door, Chen Lin His roar was so shocking that his eyes blurred.

"The next time you look like this, you will die for the rest of your life!"

The people in the working group quickly all evacuated. Seeing the little assistant standing at the door and greeted him enthusiastically, he couldn't help feeling cold behind his back. Grabbing his collar, he quickly asked, "What's going on? Are you constipated or scared to death? Laughing so disgustingly?"

"Excuse me, Director Chen. Tomorrow, we will go out on vacation and have a one-stop BBQ service to find inspiration."

"..." The little assistant looked at the drama manager with a dreamy smile in embarrassment and drifted away.

Soon there were not many people left on the set. Seeing that Mo Bajue was still standing there, the little assistant approached him lightly. However, before he was even one meter away, he heard Bajue speak with his back turned to him. , "I...can't act."

This is the legendary internal force? !

The little assistant froze for a moment, twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled a little forcedly, "Of course I know."

"This is not my role in the first place. Is it better to return it to the original person?" Mo Bajue paused and said calmly, "Besides, I never thought about entering this line of work. As long as I can make money to support my family enough."

"You can pay it back if you say it, brother?" The little assistant smiled wryly. "Besides, it's all about making money anyway. Making movies may make more money than you've planted for a lifetime. Why don't you do it?"

"..." Bajue was about to speak, but was quickly interrupted by the little assistant.

"Don't talk about it, it's okay," the little assistant smiled as usual, "Don't worry, I found you, and I will protect you! Tomorrow is a vacation, let's have a good day, and I can find time to help you with your lines! "

"I……"

"It's okay, it's okay, brother Bajue's house is very close to the set, right? I still have to take the director's ride, let's go first! Have a good rest at night, and think about how to perform the play, bye!"

"..."

Mo Bajue was speechless watching the little assistant rushing out as if fleeing. After a long while, he lowered his eyes slightly, and his thick eyelashes covered the glimmer of light in his pupils.

The people on the set were almost gone, only a few people left behind on duty, and they didn't know where to hide. Under the dim light, he was the only one left standing in the empty room, and his lonely shadow dragged away. long.

"Hey, fool, did you forget something?"

The man's tone was still very arrogant and impatient, Mo Bajue couldn't help but stiffen his back, and looked not far behind.

An Ran was lazily leaning on the sofa, holding a cigarette in one hand, smoking it one after another, a faint red light flickered in the darkness, and he could faintly see something curled up on his body... It still looked familiar.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Take this thing away from me, it makes my shirt drool all over!"

His bangs drooped messily, covering his eyes. Even if he couldn't see the expression, he knew it wouldn't be a good face just by imagining it. Mo Bajue stepped in front of him and looked at Mo Mo who was sleeping soundly A few seconds, "Momo likes you very much."

"Hmph," An Ran sneered, "little brat, if you have milk, you are a mother."

Mo Bajue: "Did you breastfeed him?"

An Ran: "..."

Mo Bajue bent down expressionlessly, and lowered his body to hug the sleeping Momo.

His waist was bent very low, and his chin was almost resting on An Ran's shoulder. As long as An Ran turned his head slightly, he could see his profiled profile, which shone a little in the dim light.

After all, he was a newcomer, so he didn't pay too much attention to Bajue, so he left him without even taking off his makeup.Fortunately, his facial features were originally good, but with a little foundation, his skin looked taut and smooth, his nose was straight, his lips were thin but full, and he always pursed slightly, looking resolute, just like his human.

Even though he is used to seeing countless handsome men and women in the entertainment industry, An Ran still has to admit that this dude is really good looking.

"...Why don't you let go?"

At some point, Mo Bajue turned his face around and met his eyes in the dark.

The faces of the two were very close, and the other's breath was sprayed on the face. In such a quiet night, An Ran suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and stepped back, only to realize that he had been holding on to the hem of the little boy's clothes, and hurriedly let go. Open, the body instantly relaxed a lot, Bajue straightened up, and hugged the little kid into his arms.

An Ran's face turned stiff unconsciously, he coughed dryly and stood up, slightly raised his head to look at Mo Bajue, who was taller than him, "I..."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Uh?"

An Ran was stunned for a while, and immediately turned black, "How many times have I told you, I can solve it myself!"

"With your hands?"

"I &￥%!#..." This is Hong Guoguo's second provocation.

"Director Chen said that he will have a picnic tomorrow. I'll make whatever you want to eat at home. You can't eat too much barbecue."

"..." An Ran lowered his head and thought for a while, then said awkwardly, "That sweet and sour taro from yesterday."

"Well, what else?"

"...fish porridge."

"The doctor said to avoid spicy food, should I make fragrant rice porridge instead? I'll add more honey." There seemed to be a hint of warmth in Mo Bajue's eyes, but it was a pity that An Ran ignored it.

"Whatever you want." An Ran's expression can be said to be a little embarrassed, very dissatisfied with his own weakness, and immediately turned his head to make a noise, "I..."

"I'm going to change clothes, remember to come tomorrow." Mo Bajue lightly interrupted him, nodded to him, turned around and left with Momo in his arms.

An Ran, who was left in place, was only stunned for a moment, and the man disappeared in an instant, leaving him alone with a livid face and gritted his teeth, "I... FUCK!"

The bodyguards who had been hiding in the corner trembled at the same time, and each saw panic in each other's eyes——

No way, the boss has changed his taste? ! ! !

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The next day, the weather was sunny, and the air in the mountains in late autumn was very fresh. After sweeping away the haze of the previous few days, the crew happily went to the mountains for an outing.

In fact, regarding the itinerary for the outing, Chen Lin and his little assistant had made a very detailed plan the night before, and fought over some of the entertainment activities they insisted on. You can see the waist that I still can't straighten up to now.

It's a pity that the two of them were late at the same time because of their serious injuries, and those so-called interesting activities were ruthlessly cut down, leaving only BBQ in the end.The other members of the crew are happy to hear this. After all, a group of tall adults are together, whether it is throwing handkerchiefs or picking wild fruits to catch butterflies, it is not a glorious thing -_-

They first climbed into the mountain for nearly an hour before they found a relatively open mountain depression. There were not many trees, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. For people to rest, everyone who has been urban waste wood for many years cheered, rushed over with great satisfaction, and threw themselves on the dirt bag to rest without caring about the dirt.

About 200 meters away from the campsite, An Dashen sat on a tree stump beside the road resentfully, wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, and cursed softly, "Fucking fool, pick such a difficult place to walk!"

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing smile, "Who asked you to come? I've been very leisurely lately."

Mo Bajue carried his own and An Ran's three bags on his back, easily passed them and walked forward a few steps, then silently backed away, pointing to Old Mo and Little Momo beside him, "Do you want them to help you?"

The brisk walking duo of old, weak, sick and disabled stopped and stared at him sympathetically.

"..." After a second of silence, An Ran jumped up suddenly, "You wait for me to come back and carry you faster!"

Shen Cheng stared speechlessly at a certain great god who rushed out, and smiled at Mo Bajue, "It's produced by the An family, it's a little naive, I'm laughing at you."

Mo Bajue cast a noncommittal glance at his trembling legs, turned around and left.

Momo raised her head and said innocently to her grandpa, "Let this uncle come home with us to sift the chaff."

The theater manager was kicked by the half-dead little assistant and Chen Lin to make a fire. After turning around in place, he found a large and neat stone slab. He immediately called a few people to carry the stone slab to the edge of the soil bag, and went to pick up dry firewood by himself. Soon they returned with a full load, a few people sat on the dirt bag, others sat on the stone slab, and a fire was lit.

Chen Lin watched the fire grow more and more excitedly, making everyone's faces flushed, and quickly took out chicken wings, hot dogs, shells and other things from his backpack to roast.

The beer was carried in the hands of Mo Bajue and a few other strong people, and before it could be delivered, the mouths of those who had no loyalty, no conscience, and nothing had already eaten it, and their mouths were blackened.

The person who arrived later was Mr. Mo, who was greeted warmly by Chen Lin's group when he showed half of his figure from afar, asking him to come and eat.

The old man was in a good mood, so he picked up Momo and walked a few steps quickly. However, after seeing their situation, he suddenly stiffened his legs and stared at them with terrified eyes.

"What's the matter, old man? Haven't you ever had a barbecue?" Someone joked cheerfully.

"..." Father Mo's eyes widened.

"Ah, is there no place to sit? I will give you my seat." Chen Lin was very satisfied and stood up from the top of the bag.

Papa Mo took three quick steps back, and Chen Lin stood on the spot in embarrassment.

Momo's crisp voice pointed to the stone slabs where several people were sitting and said loudly, "Grandpa, why are they sitting on other people's tombstones?"

"Tomb, tombstone?!!!" Looking at each other dully, the people who were accused jumped up as if their butts were on fire.

The person on the soil bag suddenly laughed, "Remember to buy grapefruit leaves to take a bath when you go back, otherwise what will you do if you meet a fragrant female ghost and come home with you!"

The few people muttered a few words with unkind expressions, and cast a blank look at Xiaowu, the director of the drama, "What kind of crap did you pick? It's really bad luck!"

Xiao Wu sat on the dirt bag and felt aggrieved, "I, I didn't know this was a tombstone..."

The little assistant rolled his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Then why are there only tombstones here and no graves?"

Everyone was stunned at the same time, all very puzzled, sitting on the soil bag and looking up.

There are no objects that seem to be graves, there are trees everywhere, and a path leading directly down the mountain, the sun is good.

"It was probably moved here by someone else." Chen Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and ordered several people to carry the tombstone to its original position, and then sat on the dirt bag to eat.