Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

"You are always indifferent to anyone and everything, and you seem to have no interest in anything, as if you don't belong to our world, but because of this, you will be more different, and you will attract everyone's attention About yourself... you know, in this circle, people's attention is the whole career of a star, but outside of this circle, what can you do? Farm for a lifetime?"

Mo Bajue was silent.

The little assistant looked at his frowning eyebrows and sighed, and added softly, "Also, because of this scandal, Director Chen decided to replace the male lead role with Mr. An, and he will call you a The extras and local guides of the crew.”

After speaking, he carefully looked at Mo Bajue's expression, trying to find even the slightest bit of reluctance on that calm and handsome face.But he was disappointed. When Mo Bajue heard this sentence, the corner of Mo Bajue's lips raised a very slight arc, which was an expression of relief.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and stretched out his hand to Mo Bajue, "Congratulations, you are finally out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Mo Bajue stretched out his hand apologetically, and shook him vigorously.

After that, the two of them just chatted for a while. The little assistant's alcohol capacity was astonishing, and he didn't seem to be abnormal after drinking two bottles of red wine. He politely sent Bajue to his door, and said unwillingly, "You...really no longer Think about it? Don’t you really feel happy when you’re making a movie?”

hapiness?He never seemed to be very interested in doing anything, let alone something as intense as happiness?

Mo Bajue thought about it seriously, and suddenly smiled, "Yes."

The little assistant's eyes lit up, but he added, "When watching that person act, there will be a feeling, ah, so this is the feeling of acting. Seeing his play, I will feel very happy."

That person must be talking about An Ran.

The little assistant was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled reluctantly, "Okay, then, please be sure to attend the film conference the day after tomorrow, and then I will settle the salary for this period of time to you."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Mo Bajue didn't know whether he ignored the conversation that suddenly became unfamiliar, or he was really too slow to notice it. In short, he nodded slightly, and turned to go back to the room.

"Brother Bajue." The little assistant suddenly stood at the door and called out to him, "Think about it again, as long as you want to stay, I will solve all your problems for you."

Mo Bajue didn't even stop, and disappeared into the little assistant's sight.

Back in the room, Mo Bajue loosened his tie wearily, threw his suit jacket on the sofa, and fell on the big bed. After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone in the room and called home.

"..." The call was connected quickly, but he didn't speak.

"Momo?" Mo Bajue leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes closed, and his voice was languid and languid.

"Little Eighth Uncle?" The other end of the phone finally spoke, but still in a listless tone, "You haven't come home for many days."

"I'm sorry," Bajue was full of apology, "There have been too many things recently, and in two days, Uncle Ba will go home to accompany you, okay?"

Momo simply said, "It's okay, we don't miss you."

Mo Bajue was deeply hurt.

"It's no fun playing with you anyway."

... the petrified heart begins to crack.

"So you play the movie well, grandpa and I don't need you to worry."

……

"...Momo." Mo Bajue's voice was tired and hoarse, "If Uncle Ba doesn't act in movies anymore, we can still live like before, are you happy?"

Momo was silent for a while, then asked in a trembling voice, "...you mean, you want to force me to do my homework every day when you come back?"

Mo Bajue was silent for a second, "No."

"So, are you going to force me to play officers and soldiers and catch robbers with you every day?" Momo said in horror, and suddenly screamed, "Grandpa! Uncle Ba said he will stop making movies, and he will come back to torture me!"

……

Soon, there were crackling noises from the phone, and then the sound of Father Mo's footsteps rushing over dragging his slippers, shouting from afar, "You son of a bitch, if you dare to come back, I will kick you to death!"

With the phone in hand, Father Mo immediately changed his angry tone, and taught earnestly, "Little Ba, you just stay there to act in the movie. Momo has me tormenting you. You can't help him, you Just obediently toss those big shots..."

"... I think those directors, assistants, and so on are all very funny, especially that An An, where can you find such a funny kid?"

"...The whole village knows that you are going to act in a movie. The village head sent a jar of rice wine over yesterday. Last year I asked him twice but refused to give it. This time I feel proud, Xiaoba, you blahblahblah... So you blahblahblah..."

Under the strong nagging of his father, Mo Bajue hung up the phone with a headache.

During the filming process, no matter how hard he tried his best, he still couldn't do well. The feeling of being embarrassed by the director's constant scolding made him very resistant to this circle.

His ability to do a job with ease, his insouciance, and most of the time it's just pretending to hold on, if he doesn't do that, he will be seen through the cowardice he tried so hard to cover up.

He never thought of living that kind of life that attracts so much attention, so when he was filmed, surrounded by reporters, and blindly covered his eyes under the flashlight, the long-suppressed boredom suddenly burst out. It wasn't what he wanted, and even he wanted to try his best to avoid it.

But the words of his family and the young assistant made him hesitate again.

Six years of military career, four years of unexamined after being discharged from the army, in a blink of an eye, he is almost 30 years old, but he has achieved nothing.

His eldest brother and sister-in-law also persuaded him to go to work in the city. With his outstanding appearance and stoic personality, he can do well. It's just that he is tired of change and is too greedy for a little warmth.

This is probably quite normal for a young man who is just out of society, but for his age, it seems a bit daunting.

Probably, is to face life positively?

Although in the previous 28 years, this statement seemed like a joke to him.

——————————————————————————————————————

After tossing and turning, still unable to make up his mind, Mo Bajue sighed, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked out.

The little assistant's room was not far from his. He was tall and long-legged, so he could walk within a few steps. From a distance, he saw a wretched figure at the door walking around in circles.

Chen Lin's thin and pale face looked like a dead person under the light, and his face was full of expressions that were richer than normal people's. For a while, his brows were frowning, his teeth were grinning, his eyebrows were beaming, and his head was downcast... Mo Bajue Speechlessly watching him circle around like an ant, he took a step forward.

"List……"

Suddenly an arm stretched out from behind and hooked his neck, pulling him back abruptly.

"It's you?" Mo Bajue turned his face sideways, the first thing that came into his sight was a huge piece of plaster, and further up, An Ran's impatient face.

"Oh." An Ran raised his chin as a greeting, hooked his arm but did not relax, pulled him back a few steps, lowered his voice and said fiercely, "Idiot, didn't you see that people want to cultivate feelings? In the past As cannon fodder?"

Mo Bajue looked at his...hand indifferently.

An Ran withdrew his arm awkwardly, and snorted coldly, "Don't think I'm interested in you, I was drunk that day, and only when I was drunk would I regard wild boars as beauties, do you understand?"

Mo Bajue turned away expressionlessly.

An Ran cursed softly, and simply smashed the pot, "What the hell is it even if I'm not drunk? Men always have normal needs, okay? Don't tell me you haven't!"

"..." Mo Bajue stared at him for a while with a hopeless look, then turned around and walked back to the assistant's room.

Chen Lin was still circling around, and before Mo Bajue came, the door was pulled open from the inside, revealing the tense face of the little assistant, "Are you okay?"

Chen Lin stood there in a daze, "Ah..."

Seeing his cowardly and dull appearance, I couldn't help feeling angry. The little assistant rubbed between his brows and lowered his voice, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"I, I didn't..." Chen Lin finally came back to his senses, his face flushed instantly, and he said timidly, "I, I passed by... I'm going back."

"Stop!" The little assistant widened her eyes in disbelief, her expression became even more stern, she pulled him back and stared at him, "You have nothing to say?"

The faces of the two were so close that they could smell the faint scent of wine in each other's mouth. Chen Lin shrank back in fright from his serious expression, and swallowed, "No..."

The assistant gritted her teeth, "Aren't you going to apologize for what happened today?!"

Mentioning this, Chen Lin regained his strength in an instant, raised his head and looked directly at him, "I'm right, Mr. Shen's proposal is very good! Even if you disagree, I can't help it. This is the only solution. I've already arranged everything... Hey, hey, it hurts!"

The little assistant pinched his wrist without changing his face, and said coldly, "You mean, it doesn't matter even if we break up?"

Chen Lin took a deep breath, "When did I say that? You said you wanted to break up..." The little assistant's expression just turned warm, and he continued, "You have been with me for four years. Too many, I haven't seen you learn anything, and if we break up, who would want a clumsy young master like you..."

"..." The little assistant stared at him with complicated eyes for a long time, then slowly let go of his hand, "I thought you were just dull..."

"What now?" Chen Lin asked blankly.

"Now?" The little assistant snorted coldly, took a step back, and laughed angrily, "You are a fool at all!"

boom!

The door was slammed shut, only Chen Lin in the corridor was shaken back and forth like a tumbler by the powerful airflow.

Mo Bajue huddled in a corner and watched the whole process. It wasn't until Chen Linyou shook his head inexplicably and returned to the room that he heard An Ran beside him proudly say, "What, I told you that if you go, it will spoil the atmosphere."

Mo Bajue looked at An Ran indifferently, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Mo Mo's expression of asking for credit when he was the first in the grade. He was speechless for a long time, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the other's head, "Well, so smart."

……

The high-spirited face instantly petrified, and An Ran's handsome face twitched for a long time before turning his head and walking away, "Fuck you, every time I see you, I won't be regarded as a normal person!"

Mo Bajue looked at his sudden rising anger inexplicably, and followed him with long legs, "What's wrong with you?"

"...Damn it, I tortured myself!" An Ran turned her head abruptly, "Ta, oh, what the hell are you doing with me?"

Mo Bajue raised his eyebrows, "My room is also in this direction."

……

An Dashen felt that his face must have been written with four big characters—self-indulgent.

The two walked in the corridor of the hotel in silence one after the other. An Ran's room arrived before Mo Bajue. When he had already seen the door number, Mo Bajue suddenly said behind An Ran, "Why did you just come?" come out?"

An Ran's footsteps paused, her voice was a little uncomfortable, "I, I'm going for a walk..."

Really the worst excuse in the world.

Our An Dashen would not admit that he had been lying on the door of the room for a long time, listening to the movement in the corridor attentively.

Mo Bajue's footsteps are very recognizable, probably because he has been in the army for a long time, his footsteps are calm and orderly, not anxious or restless, in this flashy hotel, except for him, all the city people with their feet are vain, An Ran As soon as he heard him pass by, before he realized it, his fingers opened the door disobediently and followed.

An Ran has already heard about the role change, and Shen Cheng's actions are all with his acquiescence, and that demo is something he has been preparing for since the role change... To put it bluntly, he has never Having really given up on this role, what An Ran wants will definitely be within his grasp.

Probably everything came too easily. Compared with the bruises on Mo Bajue's body when he was filming, An Ran suddenly showed a trace of uneasiness under the easy smile.

At the door of the room, An Ran froze for a long time before finally making up his mind to speak.

"you……"

"you……"

Fuck, what a fucking cliché farewell scene.

An Ran rolled his eyes, and said bluntly, "Shut up, I'll speak first."

Mo Bajue was noncommittal.

An Dashen scratched his hair, "Well, I'm not asking this question, it's Shen Cheng asking... Do you want to sign with our company?"

"...your company?" Mo Bajue looked at him in surprise.

Aroused by his eyes like watching a rooster lay eggs, his mood became bad again, An Ran said angrily, "I don't think an idiot like you is suitable for being in the entertainment industry, but Shen Cheng thinks you are probably a bit of a fool. If you are willing to endure hardships, sell yourself and not be afraid of unspoken rules, you may be able to be a little bit of a four-and-a-half, maybe..."

"I understand what you mean." Mo Bajue interrupted him, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

"No..." An Ran almost vomited blood, "Is there any need to think about such a good thing? You can earn enough money to feed you for several lifetimes. Can you bear to farm every day?"

"Then are you happy?" Mo Bajue asked lightly, "Even if you take a step, you will be watched and commented by everyone. If you have something wrong, you will cover it up and tell lies. I want to ask you, this kind of life How can you bear it?"

Under such a threatening gaze, An Ran became silent when asked.

In fact, it is not tolerable at the beginning, but slowly, you will get used to it.

When I first debuted, no matter how tired or hard I was, how many cold receptions and supercilious glances I received, I gritted my teeth and told myself that as long as I was a little more popular, I could be a little more free, until now I am arrogant and domineering.

But it's all self-hypnosis. If you follow this path, you will lose the qualification to walk recklessly forever.

That night, when countless people were tossing and turning in bed and unable to sleep, the official forums of A&M and An Ran were still bombarded with heated discussions.What's more, in a certain hidden forum, such a forum was added - the dead of night and the base hour.

There was only one question that was discussed in the forum - who is that handsome guy who feeds sweetly?

Although the photo is blurry, the rotten woman has sharp eyes. From the firm outline and outstanding figure of the other party, she can see the unusual temperament and family background of the other party at a glance. She is either rich or expensive, and she has always been indifferent to her public image. The surly God got along well and had an ambiguous atmosphere, so he must be a great person. Everyone insisted on their opinions, so the following guesses were made: 1. As the magazines and newspapers said, he is a good friend of the Great God.

Most of the supporters of this argument are senior rotten women, mixed with a small group of nerds who have evil intentions and are happy to disturb the base, and a small group of NC loli girls who have no opinions and love to watch the excitement.A netizen who claimed to have super-sensing ability claimed that he could feel the strong love between the two from the tingling electric current in the photo, and concluded that the two must have been burnt to death...

2. The mysterious and powerful underworld boss.

Among these people, Mo Bajue became the boss of the underworld who coveted the great god's beauty for many years, and finally couldn't hold back, and offered courteousness when the great god was injured and psychologically weak.However, this point of view is divided into two factions: one faction believes that the boss of the underworld is an affectionate and loyal dog. The evidence is the photo of walking out of the hotel room soaked in water. After being severely rejected by his lover, he took a cold shower to suppress his desire. Before leaving, a gentle kiss was printed on the forehead of the lover. This brain supplement made a group of young loli screams; Exudes full strength.Before the board was completed, they had already sprinkled pools of passionate saliva for the poor Anshou who could not break free from the imprisonment.

It is worth mentioning that in this group of guesses, everyone tacitly acquiesced to the status of being attacked by the great god, and An Ran deservedly became the number one beast in the entertainment industry.

And the poor kid whose ID is Caoni Gong on a certain weak forum, just swiped "The Great God is Gong..." just halfway through the ellipsis, and was ruthlessly stuffed with a rag in the entrance by a stork and a raccoon monkey, and his words were silenced.

3. A&M is a newcomer who sells rot and hype.

This is a rare group of sober netizens among the many wolf-blooded netizens, and they always have a strong sense of cynicism.Constituting this tiny group, there are several members of the Great God Go to Die Death Group, several members of the Great God BGBG fans, and many onlookers.They believed that this was undoubtedly another hype stunt by A&M. Judging from Mo Bajue's appearance and temperament, he was definitely a professionally trained artist, and the master was just a leg to support him.

… There are countless guesses like Mo Bajue is the illegitimate son of the Great God, or the Great God is the illegitimate son of Mo Bajue, etc. The family is too numerous to list, so I won’t list them all here.

However, there is one thing we can be sure of, that is, Mo Bajue became famous overnight out of nowhere.