Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

When Wan Bei Le was ready and came out of the studio, the whole production crew followed suit. He was tall and slender, and because he was still young, he was very lively and active. He was so strong that his arms stretched out like golden threads. Like a bear, but with exquisite facial features, his face has the unique innocence of a teenager, and he is quite similar to the young and domineering little prince of Fanbang in the script.

The director immediately took a fancy to him, but he didn't know how Typhoon was, a young man who was not from a major. He motioned for the two of them to come on stage, and the staff members came up very skillfully to help Wan Baylor hang Wia. Passing this thing, let them fiddle with it, and asked curiously: "What is this for?"

The staff told him that the martial arts moves for a while would require somersaults, which were used to ensure the safety of the actors. Wan Baylor said oh, and then looked at his family Mimi, who was standing there calmly watching, and pointed to Jin Wenling.

"Why doesn't my Wenling use this?"

The staff all laughed and told him that Boss Jin doesn't need to tease Wia even if he is filming a light work scene, he has this skill himself.

Wan Baylor was unconvinced, and disregarded his youthful energy as soon as he came up, and writhed like a caterpillar: "I won't do it either!"

While taking off the device on his body, the staff was afraid of taking responsibility, so they persuaded him to hang it up, Wan Beile waved his hand and said, "Who can do somersaults." Everyone was afraid that the director would scold him if it took too long, so they had no choice but to let him go.

Standing in a good position, adjusting the mood, following the director's "action", the camera started to run.

There is not a single line in the whole scene, but the actors are required to interpret the seemingly invisible bond between the two through body movements and facial expressions. This is simply familiar to Jin Wenling, and everyone only looks at Yu Liangwan's performance.

But seeing that he was not as eager to attack as other actors, he walked half a circle around Jin Wenling with a half-smile, and then lazily pulled a sword flower, and slowly handed out the hilt to Jin Wenling. The sharp chin seemed to be teasing him.

Inexplicably, Jin Wenling recalled the scene of the first time the two of them fought. At that time, he was a frivolous prodigal. It was not until the day he confessed in the bathroom that he confessed his feelings to himself. Appearance to hide his youthfulness.

He remembered that the boy's warm body was pressed against him, warming his back with corpse spots, without fear or disgust, and the warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck, making people itchy.

Jin Wenling's face was full of energy, and he felt very repulsed by this situation of being controlled by others. He didn't want to fight him according to the routine, but just wanted to end this embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

The strike was a killer move, the tip of the sword pointed at Wan Baylor's lower left abdomen, he instinctively sideways to avoid the sword edge, but Jin Wenling turned around with his left hand and attacked him at the moment the two confronted each other.

Wan Baylor reacted very quickly, seeing that he was keeping the back move, he followed the inertia of turning sideways just now, exerted force on his waist and eyes, tapped his toes on the ground lightly, and his whole body did a sideways flip.

When he turned over, he met Jin Wenling's eyes in the air, and the two were so close that his lips brushed Jin Wenling's forehead lightly, whether it was intentional or not.

Jin Wenling took a few steps back as if startled, remembering that in the last scene of the script, she stabbed the point of a sword into the little prince's chest. Even if the filming of this fight scene was over, the director would naturally yell "cut".He didn't even think about it, before Wan Baylor landed and stood still, he took a few steps forward, and the saber in his hand was sent forward flatly, and stabbed into Wan Baylor's chest.

Yu Liangwan didn't seem to have expected Jin Wenling's swordsmanship to be so superb. He looked up at him in disbelief, half acting and half sincere, and there was a hint of admiration and admiration in his eyes, although he frowned to show Despite the pain from the sword, there was still a warm smile in his eyes.

Jin Wenling was stunned for a moment, he had seen such eyes before, the same eyes of the person who used his life to protect him before the next life.

"Teacher..."

Jin Wenling's lips trembled, but she didn't say anything, but her eyes widened and she fixed on the appearance of Yuliang Wan Zhongjian. He should turn his face away, but he looked at him deeply as if punishing himself, because The crown that was lifted during the fight fell down again, covering his eyes, but the tears betrayed him, rolling down from the sharp chin into the dust.

Wan Baylor stepped forward without even thinking about it, and just after taking a step, he felt a pain in his ribs. It turns out that the props and sabers are stretchable, and they will gradually shorten as the actors attack. The effect of the sword point sinking into the body.

Yu Liangwan walked towards Jin Wenling step by step. From the camera, he let the sword penetrate his body slowly, barely walked up to Jin Wenling, slowly raised his hand, and touched his face. He wiped away the tears from his cheeks.

"Cut!" The director was very satisfied. This one could be directly edited into the feature film. The interaction between the two even surpassed the meaning conveyed by the script, and instead captured the essence of the original work.

Wan Baylor didn't return to his seat immediately, and a big smile suddenly appeared on his affectionate and forbearing face. It was really good material for acting. When he was about to go up to talk, Jin Wenling was full of anger for some reason, and pulled away the props in his hand , lightly tapped his Tanzhong big acupoint with the tip of the sword, Wan Beile was about to cry out, Jin Wenling stretched out her hand and tapped his dumb acupoint again, taking advantage of the gap between her and him.

"Give me a good reflection."

He lowered his eyebrows and whispered something, and had already passed by, Xiao Jinzi and a group of young fresh meats came up to remove makeup for Jin Wenling like a star, and the director, theater manager, and field assistant also followed behind and wanted to talk about the play, the crowd was mighty Swinging into the studio, only Wan BeiLe, who was locked, was left alone, standing alone in the location of the location, and no one noticed his little trick.

"Mimi, I don't dare anymore, there are wolves in this place at night! Ow~" Wan Baylor wanted to shout but couldn't, so he could only silently shed tears of regret in his heart.

At night, the crew was in the hotel under the scenic spot.

"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Do you want to hurt Ben Gong to death?" Wan Baylor lay on the bed in a big shape, and shouted at Xiao Jinzi who was rubbing the medicine on him.

Xiao Jinzi curled her lips, at best she was a show girl in our young master's heart, she put on the airs of a lady in the palace to show someone, and groaned twice.

"You're a big man, but you just got bitten a few times by mosquitoes. As for howling like this, you've ripped through the roof."

"How many bags?!" Wan Baylor's voice suddenly turned into a different tone: "Take off the clothes and count, there must be a hundred or so, it's really better to have a pack of wolves and eat me clean. Mosquitoes bite on the body, but blunt knives kill, and I guess Ling Chi in ancient times was just like this."

"Ling Chi wants 180 knives for three days and three nights, and the sound of screaming is much more miserable than yours."

Jin Wenling, who had been lying on the sofa in a daze, accidentally made a remark, and both Wan Baylor and Xiao Jinzi trembled, stuck out their tongues and dared not make a sound.

Wan Baylor took off his shirtless shirt and only wore a pair of big underpants. He let Xiao Jinzi rub the medicine on his stomach with no morals, and his whole body was almost wiped off, except for the inner thighs that hadn't been wiped. Xiao Jinzi was about to reach in. Baylor jumped up like a frightened civet.

"Want to poach your master's corner? There is no way!"

Xiao Jinzi was so angry that he rolled his eyes, the curvy man thought he was pretty, and everyone loved seeing flowers and seeing flowers while driving and seeing a car with a flat tire?Don't look at me as a little white rabbit, I'm a pure one, ah no, but a straight man, I still want to lean on the big tree of Jindapai to enjoy the shade, and I'll save enough for my daughter-in-law early and go home to marry When the wife gave birth to a child, the ghost would want to compete with the young master for a man.

With a groan, he dropped the medicine bottle, greeted Jin Wenling, slammed the door and went out.

Yu Liangwan was so amused by Xiao Jinjin's reaction that he rolled around on the bed, who knew that the pustules on his legs were sore when he rolled, they were all poisonous mosquitoes, they bit him three times, and he lay on the bed and looked at Jin Wenling secretly. , in order to attract the attention of the sweetheart.

Jin Wenling was helpless, after thinking about it, she was really wrong, she shouldn't have stopped him for an hour, although there were no large beasts in the scenic area, she never thought that this guy's blood was so sweet, and it attracted a group of mosquitoes to feast on them.

Taking the medicine bottle, he came forward and patted the edge of the bed. Wan Belle immediately jumped up like a husky, sat obediently by the bed, and opened his trousers.

There are indeed several severely swollen pustules on the inner thighs of the young boy. If ordinary people are fooled by others like this, they will definitely become angry now, but Yu Liangwan is not only not angry, but also thinks that his family Mimi can give medicine , I am willing to be stung by a bumble bee.

Jin Wenling felt a little warm in her heart, subconsciously looked up at him.

Looking at it from Wan Baylor's point of view, a beautiful woman with a beautiful country, her body stuck between her crotch, looking at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes, she only felt a tightness in her lower abdomen.

"Honey..."

Wan Baylor's voice suddenly became hoarse.

"Can you help me lick..."

Before she finished speaking, Jin Wenling jumped up, stretched out her hand and grabbed Wan Baylor's neck, pinning him to the bed.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I mean your ambergris can be disinfected..."

Jin Wenling saw that he had been lewd just now, but now he had a terrified and cute expression on his face, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Wan Baylor was still begging for mercy, but his hands touched the man's waist in an unruly manner. Seeing that Jin Wenling shot at him, he obediently stopped, gave up resisting and lay down on the bed.

Jin Wenling lifted the trousers for him and was applying medicine when suddenly the door of the guest room was opened.

"Brother Wenling!"

As soon as Chen Cheng opened the door, he saw such a delicate scene. He was stunned for a moment, his face was blushing, and he stopped awkwardly at the door, not knowing whether to come in or turn around and leave.