Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

Also in distress is the unlucky director Chen Lin.

Before he met Mo Bajue, even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that the opportunity he thought he had finally won would bring him all these endless troubles.Compared with the situation where a large number of reporters are besieged outside the hotel today, it is not as comfortable as being unknown all the time.

The crew was forced to gather in Chen Lin's hotel room to leave the meeting, watching the director circling around the room anxiously with a headache, all of them had gloomy faces.

"Tell me!" Chen Lin turned his head abruptly, and looked at Mo Bajue, who was always bowing his head in thought, with a sad face, "You went to the Great God's place last night, why did you come out?"

Last night, you went in "there" of the Great God, why did you come out...

There was an eerie silence all around.

"Oh no! I mean, the great god let you in, why did you come out!"

... Is there any difference between this sentence and the one just now?

The surrounding area continued to be silent.

"In short!" Chen Lin wiped his face and continued to rage, the resentment accumulated over the past few days simply spewed out, "What are you walking around in the middle of the night?! Do you know that you are now a public figure anyway... Uh, You're about to become a public figure?! What are you going in and out of the Great God for nothing?!"

It's okay to go in and out of "there" of the great god... what else can I do?

Everyone exchanged a clear look with each other, and all said "oh".

"..."

Chen Lin panted and stared at these guys whose brains were full of pornographic trash, until they automatically retreated three feet under his vicious eyes, then turned his head and pointed at the tip of Mo Bajue's nose angrily, "Do you know if the Great God They put pressure on us to immediately disclose that you are the new leading actor, what will happen to my movie box office?!...Damn, who the hell threw him to the Great God last night?" He turned He yelled at the little assistant.

The little assistant was extremely aggrieved by his yelling, "Do you want Brother Bajue to come and see you lying on the wall pretending to be a gecko and refusing to get off after getting drunk..."

"Ahhhh!!!" Chen Lin yelled twice to cover up some horrible memories. He was so blocked that he almost vomited blood, so he glared at Mo Bajue, who was still out of the situation, and sighed bitterly, " You, you, you..."

Mo Bajue flipped through the magazine in his hand with lowered eyes, raised his head when he heard this, and asked calmly, "How much does this book cost?"

Chen Lin choked his breath in his chest and froze, "...what?"

"It's a good shot, I'll show it to Momo when I go back tonight."

"..." Chen Lin felt that his rationality was getting out of his brain little by little, and he was on the verge of collapse.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back." He closed the magazine, stood up from the sofa, instantly raised Chen Lin's head, and looked down condescendingly, "Can the money be deducted from the salary?"

Chen Lin raised his head and stared at his eyes with great effort, panting like a cow, and finally fell back slowly due to the unbearable stimulation.

Before dying, he finally recognized a reality: their spiritual worlds are really different, and his own world can never conquer his own.

The magazine was originally about something hot and hyped, based on fear of chaos in the world, insisting on catching wind and shadows and grasping with both hands, and both hands must be firm, so although the scandal was hot for a while, after all, there were only a few for food. The photo, and on the premise that An Ran's arm was injured, it can be regarded as a matter of course.As for coming out of the hotel room at night, although he looks a bit embarrassed, it doesn't explain anything. It can be explained as the two of them discussing matters or chatting late at night.

So the major media are just adding a gimmick for their own sales. The fans didn't take it seriously, and of course they themselves would not be stupid enough to think that this is the truth.

But unexpectedly, on the second day, this matter was unexpectedly pushed to a higher climax.

An anonymous person revealed that the mysterious man in the photo is not only An Tianwang's close lover, but also the new leading actor of the movie "Running Road". In fact, An Tianwang's injury and withdrawal are just to hype him up, because he is also the one who caused The chief culprit of An Tianwang's injury was not blamed at all.

For the reporters who continued to guard the periphery of the crew for many days without success after the change of roles, it was undoubtedly a big rock thrown into a pot full of boiling water. .

At the moment all the media were excited, and reporters poured into this little-known small county continuously, and surrounded the hotel where An Ran and the crew were staying.

A&M Company immediately decided to let An Ran hide in the hotel temporarily to avoid the limelight, and return to N City as soon as possible, while Mo Bajue was just a commoner who didn't even have a brokerage company. In order not to trouble his family, he had no choice but to stay. In the hotel, stay in the room arranged by Chen Lin.

Chen Lin has been in the circle for so long, even though he is not smooth enough, some things are still clear.

If An Ran is allowed to return to N City, and the A&M company will come forward to solve the problem, all relations will definitely be cleared up. For him and the entire crew, it will be like standing naked on the street, waiting for someone to splash him. I am afraid that the accumulation of years of dirty water will be completely destroyed overnight.

Abandoning a pawn to protect a handsome man, this kind of thing has long been used badly in the circle. Without a strong background, one can only become a humble pawn, and there is no way to do it.

Worrying about the vanity of his connections, he sighed and called the only person he could talk to, even though he didn't want to deal with him at all.

"Mr. Shen?... Uh, hello, I'm Chen Lin..."

Before the first half of the cramped words were said, the door of the room was knocked lightly with his knuckles, and Chen Lin looked at the door suspiciously with his mobile phone.

The man on the other end of the phone smiled softly, "I'm right outside your door."

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Even though security guards are arranged inside and outside the hotel to resist the surging reporters, the reporter's ability to penetrate into every corner is so powerful, only in the movie Superman. It sneaked in quietly.

At that time, Mo Bajue was planning to go to the restaurant with his little assistant for dinner. In fact, this was Chen Lin's arrangement. The two of them seemed to be a little intimate, but not too much. They looked like friends for many years, which would at least reduce some negative emotions. The credibility of the gossip.

However, when walking through the corridor, I happened to meet a certain great manager standing outside the director's door with a phone on his face. The smile on his face seemed to be malicious, and the little assistant's face darkened. It looks intimidating.

He pursed his lips tightly and looked at it for a long time, until Shen Cheng stepped into Chen Lin's room with a smile and closed the door, the little assistant turned his head and forced a smile to Mo Bajue, "Brother Bajue, can I ask Xiao Wu to accompany you to the restaurant? I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to discuss with the director."

Bajue is always expressionless on weekdays, but when facing the little assistant, he always has a faint smile, "You go and do it, it doesn't matter if I'm alone."

"I'm really sorry." The little assistant patted him on the shoulder apologetically. He was about to turn around and leave, but then turned back as if thinking of something, "If you encounter reporters, remember not to say anything."

"Well, I know." Mo Bajue nodded slightly.

"Hmm..." The little assistant frowned seriously and thought for a while, then asked cautiously, "Then, if a reporter pesters you, what will you do?"

Mo Bajue raised his eyebrows, "Pick it up and throw it away."

... At the beginning, the Great God was picked up and thrown away by you like this -_-

With his personal safety guaranteed, the little assistant felt half relieved, and asked uneasily, "What if someone throws tomatoes and eggs at you when you go out?"

It’s not that he thinks too much. There have been such scandals in the past. The assistant’s question is still a conservative statement. What was thrown at the star whose sexuality was revealed back then is something that no one wants to mention anymore. When you meet him, you will feel that there is a stinky smell on his body from a distance.

"..." Mo Bajue frowned and thought for a while, "Pick it up..."

Pick up tomatoes and eggs?

"...When it's cooked, pour it back."

……

After a while, the little assistant patted him on the shoulder vigorously in relief, "Brother Bajue, I am ashamed of my overreaching, you are completely fine by yourself!"

Sure enough, the reporter's sense of smell is as sensitive as a hound's. Just as Ba Jue walked into the restaurant with long legs, a reporter sneaked up to him, "Hi, I'm a reporter from XX Weekly, and I would like to ask you a few questions, is that okay?" ?”

Mo Bajue raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between you and King An Ran? What is your name? Are you really the new leading actor who is running away? Is it because of you that King An was injured and quit the crew? May I ask why he is?" Will it hurt?"

Mo Bajue leisurely picked up the spoon and drank the mouth soup, and frowned at the rich creamy taste, from the corner of his eye, he saw that the reporter was still looking at him eagerly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uh, what did you just say? "

"..." The reporter held his breath for a long time before he said speechlessly, "Okay, let's take it one by one."

The reporter pulled up a chair and sat opposite Ba Jue, and asked seriously, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with An Ran An Tian Wang?"

Mo Bajue turned his head and thought for a while, "I don't know An Ran."

Sure enough, a young actor who has not been trained is stupid, and this kind of evasion can be imagined. The reporter smiled secretly in his heart, took out a magazine, pointed to the photo of him walking out of An Ran's room in wet clothes, and said: , "I don't know how to enter someone's room late at night?"

"Yeah." Mo Bajue suddenly realized and nodded. The reporter was overjoyed, and immediately pressed the recording pen secretly to wait for the news. Then Bajue said calmly, "So his name is An Ran."

……

You just now know his name is An Ran? ! ! !

The reporter rolled his eyes speechlessly, and a strange scene suddenly appeared in his mind. A young man who didn't know the identity of the Great God met the Great God in the beautiful scenery of the wilderness. ... Bajue added, "I always thought his name was An Dashen."

……

The reporter decided to abandon the name question, and went straight to the point, "Please answer me, what is your relationship with An Ran?"

Mo Bajue swallowed the beef in his mouth and said dumbly, "It hasn't happened yet."

……

The reporter stared for a long time before slowly saying, "Then, how did An Ran get injured?"

Mo Bajue finished his lunch at the speed of light unique to soldiers, tidied up his appearance with a napkin, pushed away the chair and stood up, looking down at the reporter who was half a head shorter than him, "How did you get hurt?"

The reporter's eyes lit up with excitement, "That's right! How did you injure An Tianwang? What kind of movement did you use with that hand? For what reason? It's best to demonstrate it live!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body soared into the air, and in the next instant, he was thrown two meters away by an over-the-shoulder throw.

Bajue took two steps forward and stood beside him, bent down to pick up the invisible cameras and recording pens scattered on the ground, Heitong looked at him calmly, and said seriously, "That's it, do you understand?"

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"Mr. Mo!" Xiao Wu, who rushed over anxiously after receiving a call from the assistant, was startled when he saw that Mo Bajue had already left Shi Shiran, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Mo Bajue nodded expressionlessly.

Xiao Wu hastily pulled him away, "It's fine, just follow me, the director and the assistant director have quarreled, and they are in a hurry to find you."

While speaking, a reporter clutched his old waist in pain, with a broken video camera hanging around his neck, and a broken recorder stuck in his jacket pocket, and walked past them silently, dejectedly.

……

Xiao Wu got goosebumps all over his body because of his resentful glance before he left, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "What's wrong with him?"

Mo Bajue looked normal, "He wanted me to show him how An Ran got injured."

"So you beat him?"

"I satisfied him..."

"..."

"……three times."

"..."

"The first time he threw out the invisible camera and voice recorder, the second time he threw out the film that was secretly taken before, and the third time was his dentures." Looking at Xiao Wu's dull face, Mo Bajue explained, "... I just wanted to see if I could drop something else, you know, it's like gambling and lottery, it's addictive."

...So you treat him like a lottery machine?

When Xiao Wu returned to the door of Chen Lin's room, he kept his mouth in an "O" shape.

Therefore, when the door of Chen Lin's room was opened, there was Chen Lin's roar inside, "I am the director or you are the director! Don't push yourself too hard!" As soon as he finished speaking the word "ruler", he picked up the table The magazine on it fell over.

The little assistant jumped aside cleverly, and Mo Bajue turned his head slightly.

Snapped!

Xiao Wu touched his nose stiffly, and when he moved close to his eyes, he saw that it was full of bright red. Then, he leaned back straight and fell over.

The little assistant ignored Xiao Wu's body, turned around and stood at the door, staring at Chen Lin with a livid face, "I will never agree."

Chen Lin's thin body was flustered with anger, and his face turned pale in an instant, "Mr. Shen's proposal is not unreasonable!"

Hearing him mention that person, the little assistant's expression became even more gloomy. After staring at him for a while, he said coldly, "Okay, don't regret it."

Chen Lin laughed back in anger, and blurted out irresponsible words, "I have already regretted what you said before!"

The little assistant stared at him incredulously.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Chen Lin panicked for a moment, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter an explanation, so he turned his head and said stiffly, "In a word, this matter is settled like this, and it's useless if you don't agree."

"...Okay." The little assistant said calmly, "Since Mr. Shen has the final say on everything, then I don't need to stay anymore. Let's break up."

Chen Lin was stunned, with a trace of anxiety on his face, "Isn't it, because of such a small matter? Mr. Shen's plan is indeed feasible, and everyone has nothing to lose..."

"My position is nothing more than a trivial matter." The little assistant turned around, took two steps and stopped, turned his head and said indifferently, "I remind you out of good intentions, so-called gentlemen are patient wolves. "

After talking about Bajue who didn't know why, he went out.

Chen Lin rushed out of the room and yelled in the corridor, "Come back! I haven't finished talking yet! Come back!"

"...We can discuss it again..."

The little assistant stretched out his arms without looking back, and raised a middle finger to him.

Chen Lin went back to the sofa and sat down in frustration. He was the only one left in the room again, and that little bastard who had taken the courage of the ambitious leopard probably refused to enter his room for a while.

Every time he gets angry and loses his temper, he is the first to show his kindness. This time, Chen Lin doesn't want to grovel any more. After all, Mr. Shen's proposal is not wrong, it is completely the best solution to this matter.

As the manager of a great god, Shen Cheng has a lot of things to do, coming and going in a hurry, but the meaning is already very clear.

Holding the DEMO tape in his hand, Chen Lin couldn't forget the shock of the moment when he just listened to it. At the same time, there was also An Ran's shocking acting skills when he was on location in the valley.

"This is our sincerity," Shen Cheng's seductive words continued to ring in his ears, "more importantly, this is An Ran's own sincerity. He has always admired Director Chen, and Director Chen obviously admitted it An Ran's strength. If we follow our method, there will be no loss for both parties. Director Chen is a smart person and should know how to weigh the pros and cons."

Chen Lin clenched his fist and tapped his throbbing forehead, smiled wryly and shook his head.

It's impossible for a smart person to mess around for so many years, but still mess up so miserably, he's just being tossed around like a clown.

He sighed, and picked up the phone helplessly, "Hi, I'm Chen Lin, the film conference will be held the day after tomorrow, please invite the media to attend for me."

Mo Bajue was dragged along passively by the little assistant, until the two circled around the tenth floor six times, only to realize that this person was simply lost... It could also be interpreted as being dazzled by anger.

"Wait." He grabbed the little assistant's arm and frowned, "Where are we going first?"

The little assistant stiffened his back, and after a long time, he collapsed powerlessly. He glanced at him and smiled wryly, "Go to my room, I have something to tell you."

Two bottles of red wine slammed on the tiny bar in the room, Mo Bajue turned his head to look out the window, the sun was shining brightly.

The little assistant stared fiercely at the wine bottle for a long time, then suddenly rolled up his sleeves and poured it directly into his mouth. Soon half of the bottle disappeared. He slapped the table and squinted. His eyes looked at Mo Bajue in front of him.

"Brother Bajue, have you ever thought about entering the entertainment industry?"

Bajue raised his eyebrows, making sure that his face was still quite normal, not the slightest bit drunk, before he lowered his head to think.

This is really a problem.

For him in the past, it didn't matter whether he made a movie or not, and it didn't matter whether he entered the showbiz or not, it was just making money, the method was different.

But recently that idea seems to have changed.

It’s not that he suddenly developed a love for acting. On the contrary, after this series of trivial experiences, he began to feel troubled and wanted to stay away from this circle, but he couldn’t find a way, and he was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to leave when the crew was short of people. ——After all, the person who caused this kind of trouble was himself. Besides, his salary was more generous than his family's farm work for several years.

"I know you don't like this way of life." Seeing the hesitation in Mo Bajue's eyes, the little assistant sighed, took two crystal cups, poured out the wine, and drank it down again. "But I still think that you are very suitable for this circle, so don't bury it."

"Why?" Mo Bajue frowned.

This was the first time he expressed his doubts, and the little assistant smiled and said, "You have an attractive aura about you, which makes people unforgettable."