Pick up a general at the door of the crew

Ji Zhou put aside the phone that had hung up the call, and had already eaten porridge and rice balls.He was wearing a military overcoat and was going to the kitchen to wash the dishes. By the way, he checked to see if the yogurt he bought that day was still there.

"That general, is he really so ruthless?"

Just as the door opened a crack, Ji Zhou heard someone talking in the living room downstairs, he subconsciously retreated to the door and looked down, listening to what these people were saying.There were three extras sitting on the sofa in the living room. One of them had a swollen forehead, one had bruises on his knees, and one had purple waist and abdomen.

The one who spoke was a young woman, who was about the same age as Zhou Yan. Ji Zhou had seen her several times on the set, so she should be the crew's practice record.

"It hurts a lot from the fall." The extra actor, whose waist was blue from the fall, frowned as soon as he rubbed his waist, "It feels like no one has done anything, so I fell. I was thinking about flopping when he came over. , the result was thrown out directly.”

"We're still doing well." The man with the swollen forehead was applying ice cubes, "Think about that Ji Zhou was beaten yesterday, but he couldn't get down today, even if he's a friend, he can do it like this Go away. We are all light."

... what kind of mess?

Ji Zhou took off his military overcoat and put on the down jacket he wore when he came here. He intentionally opened and closed the door loudly, which naturally made the people below shut up in a hurry.

"Brother Ji! Are you coming down?" The practice field reporter was a caring person, and hurried up to help Ji Zhou take over the thermos, "Just let me do it."

"It's okay." Ji Zhou refused with a smile, and he didn't take the initiative to say anything to the three extra performers who were looking at each other, just nodded.But it was this action that flattered all three of them.

When Ji Zhou lowered his head to wash the dishes, the small bandage on the back of his neck happened to be exposed. It was Wei Zhonghou's strong request to put it on him after dinner last night, and now he naturally knows that the four people behind him can see it. arrive.

"Thank you everyone." After washing the dishes, Ji Zhou took a paper towel and wiped his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and he could see a bruise on the inside of his wrist.He didn't seem to feel it at all and smiled at everyone present, "I also came from a group performance, and it's not easy for everyone to know."

If it was before, these people might have used this topic to complain a few words, but now seeing Ji Zhou's injuries, they can only look away and nod in response.

"Actually, it's normal to be kicked or kicked twice in this kind of action movie. I did a group performance in a martial arts movie before, and it's not uncommon for people to break a bone after hanging on a wire. But these are not the scariest things," Ji Zhou leaned forward with a serious expression, "The scary thing is criminal investigation movies, you may have to play the role of a dead body waiting there, and the crew will prepare some mosquitoes and ants for you to pretend The body is decomposing."

Sure enough, the expressions of the four people opposite were a little disgusted and frightened.

Only then did Ji Zhou laugh: "I'm just joking. Generally, rotting corpses are replaced with dummy ones. After all, if living people can't bear it, there may be a 'deceitful corpse'."

He didn't look at the changing expressions of these people, he got up and said, "I'm going back upstairs first."

"Goodbye, Brother Ji." The practice director gave a wink, and the three extra performers who followed behind him all slipped out without pain in the waist or legs or soreness in the head or dizziness.

Seeing that these people had gone out, Ji Zhou rubbed his wrists. The bruises on his wrists were caused by knocking on the bedside table in the morning, but he didn't care what those people thought.

Obviously, he is a group performer who has just entered the industry. After suffering a little injury and pain, he feels that the whole world is going to revolve around him. It seems that even with the audition mode of Saipan, a few sands can get mixed in after all.This is just the outermost people, and I don't know how Wei Zhonghou can evaluate it in the eyes of those people on the set.

Playing big names, violent, impersonal...

Ji Zhou sat on the bed and sighed. It is estimated that there is no hope for Wei Zhonghou to take the initiative to adjust interpersonal relationships, and he can't rely on Ji Zhou to follow him and nod and bow. Even if he doesn't care, Wei Zhonghou may be able to Really buried him in the snow and turned him into a big white radish.

The current method is almost to determine the official image of Wei Zhonghou.Ji Zhou picked up his phone and dialed a number——

"Song Yan, I have something to discuss with you."

……

Wei Zhonghou just finished filming a scene of beating and killing, and was stuck a few times because of the problem of moving. Now he is resting and sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.His armor has been replaced according to the plot, but the sword is still standing beside him.There was no one within three meters around him, but he could feel those fearful gazes.

This kind of gaze has not been missing in the past two days. Anyway, being looked at twice can't lose a piece of meat, so Wei Zhonghou naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it.

--"have you eaten yet?"

This is the message he sent to Ji Zhou 3 minutes ago, but Ji Zhou hasn't replied yet.

It's past twelve o'clock, and I don't know if I didn't wake up or saw it.

When Wei Zhonghou waited for a while and was about to make a phone call, someone sitting beside him called out, "Wei."

"Yeah." It's the actor named An Xian, according to Ji Zhou, he has a good acting skills and a good reputation.He still remembers the little warning that this person gave him with a sense of drama when they met for the first time, but the two of them haven't faced each other directly yet, so Wei Zhonghou couldn't think of what he was doing here.He just looked up, and found that the other party didn't say anything, so he lowered his head and didn't bother to pay attention.

When Wei Zhonghou faced strangers, he could not speak without talking at all, but after such a closed door, An Xian became more and more courageous. He, who was originally sitting on the edge of the sofa, moved towards Wei Zhonghou's direction, " Can I try your knife?"

This sentence made Wei Zhonghou finally willing to look at him directly. The meaning of this glance was probably "I finally got someone with a good vision". He nodded and put the knife on his left hand Put it on the right side, between him and An Xian.

No words, attitude says it all.

An Xian's eyes were fixed on the knife when Wei Zhonghou was holding it.Because this big knife has already been sharpened and its sharpness is not comparable to that of prop knives just by looking at it. It was originally brought in by some of the old cast members and they proposed to withdraw. After all, if such a thing really happened One event, the consequences are naturally unimaginable.

It's not the fault of these group performers. In fact, every one of them will feel a shivering feeling as long as they see Wei Zhonghou's gesture of holding a knife.

Of course, there are men like An Xian who have an inexplicable admiration for this kind of cold weapon, and they will be a little curious when facing Wei Zhonghou's knife.

"This knife..." An Xian touched the handle of the knife tentatively, "Is it also handed down with your armor?"

"Almost." Wei Zhonghou couldn't deny it, paying attention to An Xian's hand gesture that was completely outside, and reminded, "This knife is a bit heavy, pay attention to your wrist."

An Xian hesitated, but still held the knife with both hands, and picked it up slowly, "It's a bit heavy."

But after actually holding it in his hand, An Xian didn't feel the rush of adrenaline. He lost interest, and naturally put the knife back to Wei Zhonghou's side: "I saw your movements when you were filming, you Have you practiced kung fu for a long time?"

"Almost." Wei Zhonghou held the handle of the knife. Naturally, he was not as cautious as An Xian, even careless, but such a simple action made it difficult to ignore the temperament that he and the knife were integrated.He had no desire to talk to An Xian, but it was impossible for him to continue calling Ji Zhou with such a person sitting next to him.

"Although we will have a positive rivalry in the second half of the movie, I have a heartfelt request." An Xian stepped aside, "I wonder if you can..."

Before An Xian finished speaking, she was swallowed by herself.His eyes looked at his neck, and the originally noisy studio became quiet in an instant, and everyone looked towards Wei Zhonghou as if their movements had been frozen.

"Satisfied?" Wei Zhonghou held the handle of the knife with one hand, and the slight curvature of the blade just caught An Xian's neck. Not to mention An Xian, the person involved, and none of the crew members who had been quietly looking over here. Noticed his movements.

Even before he picked up the knife and spoke, he kept his head down and played with his phone.

But after he finished saying this, he took the knife back and put it on his left hand side, looking at the text message Ji Zhou sent him back.

——"Just finished eating, thank you General for delivering the meal~"

The last little wave inexplicably hit Wei Zhonghou's smile, he pressed the phone with both hands, and replied unskillfully, completely forgetting about An Xian.

Or they never took this person's inexplicable actions today into their minds.

An Xian didn't care, or being stabbed on the neck with a knife made him a little more excited.He maintained that action and waited for a while, after digesting the emotion, he got up to watch the scene where An Hua and Qi Song were filming.

In fact, he has played too many villains, big and small, but if each of them is similar, no matter how much he likes it, he will get tired of it in the end.But now Wei Zhonghou gave him a surprise, a surprise that made him take the script a little more seriously.

Before Wei Zhonghou finished typing that reply, another message from Ji Zhou arrived.

--"how are you today?"

This reply is a bit different from what Wei Zhonghou was going to reply before. Wei Zhonghou frowned, and deleted the words that he had finally typed out. As a result, he didn’t finish deleting here. Ji Zhou’s next one The message came again.

Wei Zhonghou frowned, but in the end he put on his coat and went to the door to dial the phone.

"General," Ji Zhou answered the call almost as soon as he dialed, his voice still had a consistent smile, which made people sound very comfortable, "I guess you can call... Are you outside? So Loud noise."

"No, the door." Wei Zhonghou moved aside, avoiding the position of the wind, "It's snowing heavily, so don't run out if you have nothing to do today."

"It looks cold, I have to wear a quilt in the room." Ji Zhou was probably drinking water, and Wei Zhonghou could hear him swallowing. For some reason, this sound made Wei Zhonghou feel himself Want to swallow.

In order to cover up his situation, Wei Zhonghou changed the subject: "It seems that we had a good talk with your brother?"

"Very good, can you hear that?"

"Of course." Wei Zhonghou twitched his lips slightly, "You must be smiling now."

Ji Zhou rubbed the corners of his mouth that couldn't move, as he was almost the only one left in the whole apartment, he smiled and said without much concealment: "Isn't it because I called you?"