Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

A single word smoothed the waves, and suddenly, the noisy studio became silent.

The staff who came in from the door one after another stopped in an instant, their jaws dropped in mid-air, and Chen Lin even felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat for a moment.It's really bad to hear such sensational words in the early morning. Although we don't know the cause and effect, this blockbuster is enough to shock everyone, and the living body interprets the sound of silence for a full 5 minutes.

An ant crawled silently, a mosquito buzzed past, the props in the assistant's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and she didn't feel pain when she smashed her foot, and the milk in the heroine's mouth was mixed with the sound and flowed down...

In the midst of this tranquility, someone suddenly cried out earth-shatteringly, and a figure flew over, "Master, have you been XXOOed?!!!"

"go away!"

An Ran slapped Chen Lin's big face aside, rubbed his throbbing forehead, looked down, and saw that it was really sticky red, and couldn't help but clicked, "Damn, what's going on..."

Mo Bajue frowned, "You don't remember anything?"

An Ran glanced at him silently, then reached into his pocket irritably, the wallet was gone, but the mobile phone was in the inner pocket of the windbreaker, indicating that the other party probably did it in a hurry.

He cursed in a low voice, "Fuck, it probably happened to be robbed."

"It's better to be more cautious. Did you lose anything?" Mo Bajue sighed, "If it was just a robbery, why would you be thrown on the set?"

"I lost my wallet, but everything else is fine." An Ran didn't look too good, took out his phone and dialed out, "Hello? A Li, it's me. Well, after we finished last night... what?! You fucking Are you insane?!...I fuck you @#￥%&..."

For a while, the whole set was listening to An Ran's swearing, and Chen Lin squatted aside and asked in a low voice, "Did you get Xed or not?"

The little assistant sighed helplessly, "Just be quiet for a while."

When An Ran finally hung up the phone angrily, he glanced at Mo Bajue and tried to keep his face as calm as possible, "It's okay, my friend did it."

Mo Bajue looked at him with lowered eyes, but didn't speak.

An Ran closed his eyes, turned his head and said to Chen Lin, "Isn't it time to start filming? Hurry up, I have something else to do."

Chen Lin carefully looked at his face, and said tentatively, "Otherwise... another day? Your injury..."

"It doesn't matter." An Ran frowned, "Let's take a picture first, and Shen Cheng will handle the matter for the time being."

No matter how bad-tempered he is, no matter how outrageous the young master's airs are, he is rare in his dedication and is well-known in the circle.

Chen Lin hastily and fearfully held the trumpet to call for people to prepare. An Ran also took off his dirty clothes and walked into the dressing room.

An Ran's dressing room is independent, originally very spacious, but full of clothes, next to the closet is a small bathroom.He tore off all his clothes and threw them on the ground. After reading it, he still felt uncomfortable, so he mended his feet again.

The door was suddenly ripped open, and Mo Bajue walked in calmly.

"An Ran, remember not to wet your hair with water..."

"..."

When An Ran took off his underwear, he immediately froze in place, maintaining a posture where one leg was hung with a piece of cloth and the other leg was bent, his face was stiff and his eyes widened.

After looking at each other for a while, seeing that the other party didn't intend to go out, An Dashen growled angrily, "Didn't your mother teach you to knock when entering someone's room?"

Mo Bajue said calmly, "I knocked, but you didn't hear me."

"..."

Mo Bajue raised the corners of his lips almost imperceptibly, "Are you... shy?"

With a red face, An Ran picked up the clothes on the ground and threw them over, "Damn it, get out of here!"

Mo Bajue turned his head to avoid the oncoming attack, and calmly looked at his exposed position, "The size is okay."

"I@#￥%&..."

After taking a shower in a mess, the nanny and assistants had already arrived. An Ran let them take care of everything for him with a blank expression, pushed the door and walked out.

That damned idiot was listening to Chen Lin's talk, when he saw him coming out from the corner of the eye, he immediately smiled, damn, he would see any embarrassment, I don't know if he was born with a restraint.

On the way straight towards Chen Lin, several staff members tentatively greeted him, but he didn't even look him in the eye, and walked over expressionlessly.

A mess of things piled up, he was very tired, he hardly slept for a few hours after a week, he took more medicine than food every day, he encountered some bad luck yesterday, his temper could not be controlled no matter what, He was not in the mood to be polite to others—if he had to say it, he was not a polite person in the first place.

Everyone else was adjusting the equipment, and the scene was almost set up. Chen Lin patted Mo Bajue's arm, and the two of them greeted them together, intending to explain the plot in detail, but Xiao Wu suddenly ran over, stunned. Baba said, "By the way, the director, it's not good, it's not good."

"... Picking up money again?" Chen Lin said impatiently, "Crying out every day that it's bad, it's bad, and if you crow's mouth, you'll be fired."

"No, I, I wanted to talk about this in the morning, but I picked up money again, so I forgot..." Xiao Wu scratched his head in distress, "It's really bad this time, the air conditioner is broken..."

Chen Lin almost couldn't bring it up, "Didn't you find someone to fix it?"

"I've already looked for it, but I heard it will take a few hours. I wonder if Mr. An can wait..."

Not only Chen Lin, but even Mo Bajue frowned.

From An Ran's expression just now, it can be seen that things are definitely not that simple, and it is probably impossible to wait a little longer.But today An Ran's scene requires immersing his whole body in water, and filming with his whole body wet, which is absolutely impossible in the weather that is about to enter winter.

An Ran was obviously a little dissatisfied, but he looked at the time and asked Xiao Wu to inquire about it, but the result was still a few hours to wait, so he frowned speechlessly, "Forget it, let's finish the filming like this. "

"This, how can this be done?" Chen Lin felt cold just by imagining it, but An Ran looked calm and waved impatiently, "Get ready, I don't have time to delay."

The scene was almost set up, and the lighting and photography were all ready. An Ran stood outside the venue wrapped in a thick coat. When Chen Lin opened his mouth, he immediately took off the coat, took the water from the assistant's hand, and slammed it into the water. Splashed down.The water is really cold water, otherwise there would be white hot air evaporating, An Ran felt his head humming and his teeth were chattering, but he clenched his teeth and walked in.

The scene in the play is set in a dark dense forest. Jiang Qi drilled out of an underground water channel, but when he looked up, he found a pair of feet. By her side, the heroine who thought she was lost and died.

The scene of drilling the tunnel has been filmed very early, so it is enough to make the movement of drilling out. However, the costume still needs to be wearing a thin shirt. In order to pursue a sense of reality, scratches are inevitable. Goosebumps all over his body from the cold.

But since he was facing the camera, he could only bite the bullet and hold on.

The others were also motivated by him to prepare with [-]% energy, trying to make such a tortured scene not NG, and their nerves were stretched into a thin string.

It's a pity that although his performance was perfect, some people tried their best and couldn't cooperate.

The man wore a black military uniform with neat stitches, golden tassels, and a sharp saber hanging from his waist. His dark hair was long and tied behind his head casually, and his resolute face was as handsome as a knife.

He walked forward with an indifferent expression, his military boots stepped on the leaves and creaked until they stopped in front of Jiang Qi.

Chen Lin taught Mo Bajue every step of the way, even though it was too much for a newcomer, but now "The Road to Nowhere" is really half a leg on the road to nowhere, There is no room for error.

However, almost as soon as Mo Bajue took the first step, he knew that he was wrong again.

There is nothing wrong with the position, nor is the movement wrong, almost from any angle, it is perfect, but the eyes betray him.

That shouldn't be the eyes an actor should have. From those black pupils, it can be clearly seen that the soul named Mo Bajue lives here, not the arrogant arms dealer.

Mo Bajue raised the corners of his lips into an evil arc as marked in the script, lowered his head, looked at Jiang Qi's surprised eyes, slowly lifted his foot, and pressed it on the back of his hand full of wounds.

"CUT!"

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and looked at Chen Lin who was breathing rapidly. No one thought that he would stop at such a critical moment. Looking at An Ran's face, even without makeup, it was already pale and pale .

"Director Chen!"

An Ran's assistant took a step forward, with an anxious expression on his face, but An Ran pressed him down with a gesture, "It's okay, do it again."

But the result of starting over is still not ideal.

Chen Lin patted his forehead with the script, and turned around anxiously, "Remember clearly, you are not yourself when you are shooting! You are the arms dealer named Kayin! A person who can't even face death A lunatic who can laugh heartily! His eyes are not sober, not calm! There is only the pursuit of excitement! I beg you, please, just for a moment, forget that you are you!"

Mo Bajue remained expressionless and silent, but his eyes were always looking in the direction of An Ran. He was wrapped in two layers of heavy coats, but his teeth were still chattering from the cold. Seeing that his whole body was cold, the assistant even hugged his feet. Clenched in his arms, but still trembling.

Mo Bajue closed his eyes, his nails gradually dug into his palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give me one more chance, just one..."