prince and his shield

The set was relatively far away, and the silence in the car made the journey even longer.New Bayi first launch

When he got there, Steve had the slightest sense of finally being able to catch his breath.

He showed his work permit to the guard at the door, and he drove in the car.

The parking spaces are all fixed, and the numbers of the crews who rented the venue will be marked on the ground.

Find a place and park.

Steve opened the car door silently, without speaking or signaling.

Royston stretched his legs out, moved his nose, glanced at the driver's seat blocked by the partition, and smiled vaguely.

Laughing in Steve's ears, it's not too far off from throwing a lighter on a gas can.

Steve squeezed the steering wheel suddenly.

If it wasn't for him being too confusing, I wouldn't have behaved so naively.

Royston didn't seem to think it was enough, and finished laughing: "—I'm just educating you. Just like this, become an invisible person."

Steve gritted his back molars and frowned tightly.

Celebrities or something, just like what he searched on the Internet last night.

There is a set of people in front of people, and a set of people behind them. They all have different personalities, and they are not as glamorous as they appear on the surface.

Royston took a long breath and hummed: "It seems that you brought me breakfast."

Steve said stiffly: "Sorry, that's my own breakfast."

"I let you talk?" Royston asked back.

The steering wheel groans, and Steve relaxes his arms.

"Hehe—" Royston laughed twice, "wait here, White."

Steve closed his eyes.

It wasn't until the person completely left the car that his tense body relaxed.

Taking his hands away from the steering wheel, he leaned forward on the steering wheel and raised one hand to wipe his face.

Maybe Royston Bowen really is the devil.

Still the worst kind.

He sat in the car and watched the various film crews walking back and forth intermittently in front of the car window.

The office is preparing to train newcomers, and the busy Miss Rose will not follow today.He did a lot of homework to make sure everything went smoothly.

This is an existence similar to a film and television city, where many sitcoms are filmed in sheds.

This place as wide as the square is the filming scene of the TV series that Royston will guest star in this time. That TV series is not a sitcom, but directly uses this place as the scene of the case.

True or false, the setting is quite ingenious.

Steve thought for a while, then turned his head to glance at the direction Royston left.

Rose made herself look at him today, wouldn't it be good to just let him go?

But if you follow up by yourself, you won't be allowed, right?

Steve felt bad thinking about it.

What's wrong with blog posts?Yesterday I was able to eat face to face with myself, but today I have this face.

Are they all fake?

Didn't the people around him commit crimes because they liked him too much, but because they were tossed by him and couldn't help but want to hurt him?

Thinking about it this way, it is actually possible.

As expected of a big star, it's so easy for others to like or hate him.

It's too annoying to do whatever you want, willful and reckless.

Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Steve hissed in horror and sat up straight, surprised.

no--

Slapping his face hard, he frowned.

what happened?Why are you thinking about this?These are all my own thoughts? ?

Where did it come from? ?

His mind was chaotic, and he knew he couldn't stay bored in the car any longer.

He looked out of the car. Anyway, he had a work permit on him, and it was the first time he had come to this kind of place.Just look around, as long as you don't disturb other people's work, the problem shouldn't be too big.

He got out of the car and looked around.

There was a rush all around, and no one really noticed him.

He glanced at the shooting location not far away, where he could see Royston standing among a group of people, not knowing what he was talking about.

Steve has good eyesight and can see the smile on the corner of Royston's mouth. He frowned and looked away.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

……

"Director, just tell me what you need me to do." Royston had a pure, kind and well-behaved expression on his face.

His position is not prominent in the showbiz circle, but a top figure in slightly crossed circles will be respected everywhere.

Besides, the entire industry, even if they didn't get in touch with him, knew about Royston Bowen's bad temper.

Seeing a polite Royston for the first time, everyone was a little confused.The resident actors were a little surprised and cautious when they saw him, but no one said anything inappropriate.

Royston glanced over them with little interest.

"Roy is easy to get along with—" the director laughed, touched his shoulder and rubbed it.

What the agent said was as if he had received a time bomb and bounced back, and he had restrained his inexplicable thoughts.

The director looked at Royston who was alone with a smile: "It's suitable, you are suitable for this role. I think this role can shine brightly in you, and has great potential for extension."

"If you're interested, the screenwriter and I will work together."

These days, there are a few people in the circle who don't want to climb up.She's still a model, and with this appearance, she can't win people's trust even if she has never been slept with.

Heh, the manager must be wary of himself.He confirmed over and over again that he would not ask for compensation in any circumstances, let alone spread bad words about Royston.

Smart is smart.

Royston smiled innocently, and glanced sideways at the fat director's hand on his shoulder: "Thank you director for your kindness."

Hey, isn't this very sensible?

The director responded with a smile, and there were a few strands of darker light in his eyes.

……

The work of filming still seemed to be very hard work, and Steve wandered around without going far.

When someone notices him, they will only frown and mutter, which newcomer is this again.

Steve just took a vacation for himself and wandered around.

I watched a weekly drama I was following in advance, watched it for a few minutes, and then walked away.

It hasn't been tied yet, so I can't watch it anymore.

Not long after he walked around, he heard a loud noise.

The source of the sound is Royston's crew.

Steve walked quickly in that direction.

Many people were walking there, and someone shouted that something had happened.

Steve simply ran over, scaring a bunch of people with his speed.

Steve edged his way through the crowd to the center, and Royston stood by with his hands in his pockets, intact.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards the chaotic field.

The two men wrestled together.

The camera lens was knocked over to the ground, and the stronger photographer fell to the side with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and the radio was broken in two.

The two protagonists of this series are wrestling together, and it stands to reason that they are a very good police partner.

He found the clip last night, and he looked like a good brother when he was on the talk show.

"Fuck, you actually slept with my woman!" The blond punched him.

"You fucking slept with my sister!" the black-haired one yelled back not to be outdone.

More and more people gathered around, and the clicking sound kept coming.Steve is sensitive to this sound now.

He once again saw the impermanence of people in this circle.

Seeing more and more people gathered around, the director was so angry that he couldn't stop them.

Their framing is a real shooting location, and they are not locked in a shed, so they can only be watched at the moment.

"Okay! Stop it, you two!" the director said loudly, walking past Royston to pull them away.

Suddenly he stumbled and fell forward, sending his face under the fists of two muscular men.

On the one hand, he was hit hard, and someone went up to pull the director back, but the two actors were already red-eyed, and they were staring again, blushing and thick necks, as if killing each other.

A bunch of people were tripped by the wires winding on the ground and fell down in a ball.

Royston's eyelids were slightly closed, and he seemed to be at a loss for what to do.

The director was pressed down by several big men, and Steve heard the sound of bone dislocation.

The fat director instantly let out a scream like killing a pig.

Steve's ears were numb from the shock, and for a moment he was a little dazed, thinking about how loudly he usually yelled on the set to practice.

It got more and more chaotic and couldn't stop.He frowned, took a step forward, pushed away a group of people who seemed to be performing a comedy show, and dragged out the people who were made into human flesh one by one.

In the end, one in each hand, pushing the two male actors away from each other.

"Hey, relax, buddy." Steve turned his back on one person and faced the other, "This is where work is, you don't want tomorrow's headlines to be you and your partner rolling on the floor—"

The two people who were red-eyed wanted to continue, but no matter how much they thumped, Steve, who stood between them, remained motionless.

The faces of the two became weird, somewhere between embarrassment and funny that couldn't get off the stage.

Steve raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and smiled: "Do you still want to continue? I can stay with you all the time."

The faces of the two were ashen, one turned to the other side, and was forced to separate by others.

Steve squatted down, helped the director up on the ground, and checked his injury: "It's okay, it's just a dislocation."

"Do you have a car, just take the person to a nearby hospital."

He can deal with it in an emergency, but this is not a battlefield, so it's not that urgent.

The messy crew recovered from the weird atmosphere. They were all adults. After waking up, they quickly realized what they had to do.New Bayi first launch

Steve let go and let someone else take over the whimpering director.

Royston, who was standing on the side, looked at Steve in the field, squinted, and he looked at Steve.

strangeness.

Why is this man still sober?

He stayed in the closed space with himself for more than two hours, and he thought that the driver was already trying to tamper with the car and kill himself.

Why are you still awake?

The director had a dislocated hand and couldn't bear to let Royston go. With sweat on his head, he forced a greasy smile at him: "Roy, I really made you laugh today."

"Well, how about I contact your agent and give you some more roles?"

Steve didn't approach Royston immediately, but just looked at the director's expression and frowned.

Royston withdrew his gaze from looking at him, looked at the director, and smiled: "That's really a big thank you to the director."