Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

It was still noisy outside the car window, but the two inside the car were dead silent.

Chen Lin still maintained the startled posture with his back pressed against the door, but his face twitched, and the distortion was beyond description.

The little assistant didn't have any special expression on his face, he continued to look at his director calmly with his big eyes fluttering, and took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket to nibble.

It wasn't until he ate all the melon seeds in his pocket that Chen Lin, who was in petrification, suddenly thawed and jumped up.Before the little assistant could speak, his bare head hit the roof of the car with a "bang", and fell back heavily with an ahhh.

The sound was so loud that the passers-by outside the car looked over in surprise. Fortunately, the car window was a single pane of glass to prevent peeping, so it was impossible to see the scene inside the car from the outside, and it did not disturb the group of reporters who had not yet dispersed.However, even so, Chen Lin still had a mental shock, and quickly lay down on the window and looked around for a long time. Seeing his cautious appearance, the little assistant couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A little annoyed by the laughter, Chen Lin squinted at him, "What kind of bad idea did you come up with? He is a countryman, and he can't even speak Mandarin well. You let him act in my play?!"

"It's better than those little actors you just contacted, and they look pleasing to the eye." The little assistant said innocently, "And now even those little actors dare not take your,,,, drama."

"I..." Chen Lin opened his mouth angrily to argue, but he couldn't find a reason for it.

"Besides, he has good skills, and his body and appearance are OK. I heard that he is a veteran, so he is suitable for this role." The assistant carefully looked at Chen Lin's expression, "Director Chen, I really think he can play the role."

Chen Lin frowned and thought for a while, seeing his earnest eyes, he sighed deeply, "But he offended the Great God, and he is in the police station... Do you know, if we invite him, then It really broke face with the Great God."

"...I thought it was torn." The little assistant spread his hands, "It's not a big deal, it's just a fight, and you can pay some money for parole..."

Director Chen fell into a long silence again.

After sitting for a long time, the little assistant quietly cast a glance at Chen Lin, who bowed his head in deep thought, and wanted to say something uneasily.

However, before he could make a sound, Chen Lin suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Go, go to the police station!"

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Regarding the momentary inspiration that came to me that day, the little assistant director who has a low position but indirectly shaped the towering gods in the variety show industry explained this way——

"During that earth-shattering change of roles, I fully fulfilled the duties and obligations of a dog-headed military advisor next to a pig-headed director, and perceived the powerful brilliance emanating from the great god with the unique sensitivity of a filmmaker..."

Before the long talk was finished, a certain assistant was already overwhelmed by the tomato eggs all over the sky.

A certain director stepped forward calmly stepping on his dead body, and grinned at the media camera, "From this incident, we can see that one should not be afraid of evil forces, especially filmmakers, otherwise there will never be a day of success. People Said, I don’t want my children to be caught by wolves, it’s really great to save the parole money back then.”

The crowd was silent for a second, and they bent down to pick up stones.

A shameless director ran away with his head in his arms.

But this is all a long time later, and now, the future master is just silently leaning against the cold wall of the interrogation room, closing his eyes and resting his mind, without any embarrassment of being in trouble.

Because of the special care given by An Ran, all the policemen in charge of detaining him cheered up. The originally amiable people also had extremely fierce faces when facing him, with indifferent attitudes and rough actions. During the process of taking notes It was almost done under shouting.

However, he was still silent, and his resignation made the policeman who was a little guilty couldn't help getting angry, and his behavior became even more aggressive.

The few policewomen who were in charge of bringing him back kept casting sympathetic eyes over him.

In their view, although this person has a vicious mouth and looks dull because of his silence, it is always easier to win the favor of others with a good face, not to mention a well-educated and calm handsome man.

When entering the police station, I took the initiative to open the door and invite a few women to go first. I did it almost instinctively. It was not unnatural at all. I was greeted with grateful eyes and did not please me. I just averted my gaze indifferently, as if it should be like this in nature. .

This kind of treatment makes the policewomen who have been regarded as men's wives for a long time can't help being elated, and even the anger of the master being beaten is thrown aside in a blink of an eye.

Mo Bajue didn't know that his image had been turned upside down in an instant due to a random action of his. He felt a little tired and just wanted to find a place to rest.

Most of the time, this person is extremely dull, and his sanity is always kept out of the service area.

It's as if he opened the door for those women casually, but he felt that the tempered glass door looked heavy; and it seemed that he was indifferent to the brutality of other policemen, just because he didn't care.

Roaring back and forth, the throat will hurt.

He worried about the other party very kindly, and then put it behind him.

After all, he is still worried. There are only two people in the family, the father and the younger nephew. The eldest brother and his wife both work in the city, and the salary they earn every year is not much. The father of the Mo family is getting old, and the water in the fields is cold in autumn. Such strenuous farm work, but he was reluctant to let that bit of land go uncultivated. Now that something happened to him, his family would have to work harder.

If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have been an extra for a few small money... Ba Jue frowned somewhat annoyed.

It seemed unexpected that things turned out like this in the end, but Ba Jue also knew in his heart that if he hadn't been so cautious and tense, or hadn't said those words, the major incident might have been reduced to a minor one.

But every time he faced that star, he would involuntarily tense up to the point where his whole body was ready for combat. It was beyond his control. It seemed that as long as he took a step closer to him, his muscles would tighten a bit.

Mo Bajue closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly, while refusing to see the star's gloomy wink in his mind, he thought about how much trouble his father and nephew would have when they saw that he hadn't come home for two days and didn't know what happened. anxious.

When he was distressed and at a loss, he suddenly heard the sound of unlocking the door, and amidst the rattling sound of a bunch of keys, someone called his name.

"Mo Bajue."

He was called out out of nowhere, wondering if those people were planning to pester them endlessly with questions like the Arabian Nights, but the attitude of the policemen suddenly became kind.

Mo Bajue walked a few steps indifferently, and saw a fair-skinned young man standing in the room waiting for him.

The fluorescent lights of the police station illuminated his delicate eyebrows and eyes very brightly, his smile was cute and harmless, and his eyes were full of cunning and lovable features.

Mo Bajue lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked suspiciously, "Guide?"

The little assistant smiled, pushed the policeman aside, and ran over to pull him affectionately, "Hmm, how are you doing? Are you still used to living there?"

The policeman on the side muttered angrily, "It's not like staying in a hotel..."

"Well, it's pretty good." Bajue turned a deaf ear, thought about it carefully, and added, "It's a pity that there is no bed."

Comrade policeman: I told you not to stay in a hotel -_-

Reminiscing about the past in the police station lobby is really weird in the eyes of the police comrades. Everyone watched them chatting enthusiastically. Some people stuffed instant noodles into their collars, and some people fed coffee into their nostrils. , someone's papers were stuffed into the shredder...

Shouldn't ordinary people be eager to get out of here soon after regaining their freedom?And are you going to discuss the decoration of the bureau so blatantly?

No air conditioner, no chandelier, no water dispenser, no sculpture, no sofa... Hey, hey, this is not a hotel!

Unaware of the weird silence all around, the little assistant and Bajue were still chatting as if no one else was there.

Mo Bajue was dug up from the field by a passing assistant when he was doing farm work.Although he is an assistant director, he can tell that he must have a good family background, with a clean and friendly demeanor, which is very likable.

If I had a younger brother, it would probably be like this...

Thinking of this, Bajue couldn't help but raised his hand and patted his head dotingly, "I forgot to ask just now, what did you do to get arrested?"

An assistant who was chattering excitedly suddenly let out a groan and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

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While listening to the assistant's explanation, Mo Bajue's facial nerves experienced a historic transition from bewilderment to nervousness to relaxation to concentration to a smile for the first time in his life. He kept boasting, and listened to him patiently and attentively.

"Usually, that kind of earnest demeanor, people call it worship." An assistant's 60-word memoir many years later-"The Little Farts Between Me and the Great God" is written in Chinese.

Pierce, this book has been spat out by readers for nearly half a century, and they crazily clamored that the existence of this person is purely lake green!

Under Bajue's adoring (helpless?) eyes, a certain assistant from Hulu finally finished his tirade, turned around and explained to the policeman beside him, raised his head and smiled brightly at Bajue, "It's done."

On the way to the gate, the little assistant kept explaining, "Don't be nervous when you see Director Chen later, I have been with him for four or five years, he is very cheap, if you respect him, he will treat you as a Dog, if you scare him, he will immediately pretend to be a dog for you..."

Mo Bajue: ...

When they got to the side of the car, the little assistant quickly grabbed the co-pilot seat, and said with a smile, "Of course the big stars in the future will take the leadership position."

Mo Bajue frowned, completely ignorant of the importance of the so-called seat, but he just did what others said, and it was irrelevant.

The seat of the car was covered with extremely soft cushions. Bajue immediately felt that his body, which had been tormented in the police station all night, was relieved a lot. While his muscles lost their sense of tension, they also felt faintly sore. Lean behind.

"Hey, don't dirty the mat." A half-dead voice came from the front seat, and Ba Jue was taken aback, looking down at his clothes.

It's still the camouflage military uniform from filming, it hasn't been changed in two days, it seems to be a bit dirty.

He frowned and looked towards the driver's seat, his face with extremely deep contours was sullen, but he didn't speak.

Chen Lin couldn't help being irritable when he saw this bad thing, the dead farmer. He didn't intend to give him a good face. Seeing his face down, he raised his eyebrows and stared at him more severely through the rearview mirror.

You [-]-something-year-old brat, dare to make faces to me before you become famous? !

But Mo Bajue was obviously indifferent to his dissatisfaction, and still stared at him with a sullen face. His eyes were extremely deep-lined and his pupils were pitch black. dodge.

"Hey..." After a stalemate for a while, Chen Lin finally protested with a trembling voice, "You, you, why are you staring at me like this?"

"..." Mo Bajue was taken aback when he heard his words, his expression gradually softened, and gradually turned into doubt, "Why didn't you pretend to be a dog?"

boom!

With a sudden brake, the assistant's head hit the windshield hard.