Xia Bei, God of Superstars

The doctor pulled him back and said sharply, "It's more about filming than your body! Why do you film when you're injured?"

Xia Bei looked depressed, I was hurt or you were hurt, I said it was fine, why did you insist on holding on to it.

"Doctor, I'm really fine. I'm a doctor myself. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." Xia Bei pointed to Wan Jiyue for an answer, and Wan Jiyue looked embarrassed.

"A-Xia, why don't we go and have a look, just in case there is something wrong that we can't find, we should go to the hospital for a check." Wan Jiyue timidly looked at Xia Bei and was in a hurry.

"Brother Wan, don't you understand my medical skills? Do you have to waste such a long time here." Xia Bei became a little angry, and turned to the doctor and said, "I'm really fine, how can you believe it? "

The doctor frowned, and his face was a little angry, "You can leave if you want, unless someone can guarantee that you are really okay, otherwise I am obliged to take you back to the hospital for examination." He insisted, and grabbed his clothes to prevent him from Ran.

Xia Bei laughed impatiently, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, so he could only take out his mobile phone and dial a number to call Wen Yuze. He is a doctor and he can guarantee this.

Wen Yuze was very surprised when he received the call, and his voice couldn't help but rise a little higher.

"The sun didn't come out from the west today, why did you think of calling me?" Wen Yuze changed into a white coat, and from today onwards, he officially became the vice president of the city hospital.

"You join the job today, my friend should call to congratulate you no matter what." Xia Bei smiled.

"It's rare that you still remember this matter. I'll treat you to a big meal tonight and invite Si Lin to join me." Wen Yuze's voice was hearty, showing that he was in a good mood.

"Okay, but I have something to ask for your help right now." Xia Bei put the phone on the speakerphone, "I'm turning on the speakerphone now, please help me prove that I'm in good health and there's no problem."

Wen Yuze's voice over there paused a bit, he is not that stupid, he just proves without knowing the situation, if there is any problem, how can he explain it to Si Lin.

"Prove what? Did something happen to you? Where are you? Is Si Lin not by your side?" After asking four times, Wen Yuze felt that it was impossible for Xia Bei to call him suddenly, and something must have happened.

Xia Bei was speechless, thinking that I just want you to prove why you have so many questions.

"I was on the set and had a little problem, but it's fine now, but the doctor won't let me continue filming, so you just prove it for me and it's over." Xia Bei didn't want to explain one by one. Still can't shoot.

"Is Si Lin not here?" Wen Yuze still did not confirm.

"He's not here. It's my problem now. Can you help me with this?" Xia Bei frowned. If he didn't give the proof, he would hang up the phone.

Wen Yuze frowned in embarrassment, and the directors of various departments who came to report to the morning meeting were wondering what made it difficult for the new dean.

"Let me call Si Lin." Wen Yuze still didn't agree.

Xia Bei became a little impatient, and her tone changed, "You don't need to ask him for everything. I'm not a child. If you don't prove it, I'll find someone else and hang up." After speaking, he was about to hang up, and Wen Yuze over there immediately stopped. Anxious.

"Don't hang up, don't hang up, I can't prove it, why are you in a hurry, but you have to promise me that you are really okay." Wen Yuze was still a little worried.

"Don't forget that I'm also a doctor. If I say there's no problem, then there's no problem." If it wasn't for my words, it doesn't work, and I don't need to look for you.

"That's fine, I promise, I'm Wen Yuze, the new vice president of the city hospital, and I can prove that Xia Bei is fine." Wen Yuze could only compromise, but he called Si Lin immediately after hanging up the phone, and explained the situation again , so as not to be settled by Si Lin afterwards.

The doctor immediately let go when he heard Wen Yuze's name. He had heard that a new vice president was coming to the hospital half a month ago, and it didn't matter whether the vice president was real or fake, he didn't dare to come to the hospital. Prevent.

Xia Bei was liberated, and immediately jumped out of the car. Wan Jiyue's heart pulled up when he saw him jump down. Seeing that he was standing safely, he let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly followed.

Everyone was waiting anxiously. Seeing that Xia Bei came back safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially the person who really hit Xia Bei with gravity. Just now, seeing him being carried into the car, his face turned green, and he was very nervous. He was about to jump out, but luckily he was fine, otherwise he would really have to spend his life with the money.

"Mr. Xia, are you okay?" Yuan Zizhuo came over, but asked worriedly.

"Mr. Xia, are you alright? Why did you get down? Get back in the car." Lan Boyi saw that he was covered in blood, and wanted to push him back nervously.

Xia Bei smiled, opened his hands and turned around, "I'm fine, those are all blood from a blood bag, let you feel relieved." The blood is all fake, only the wounds on the corner of the mouth and on the legs are real, But it was just a little flesh wound, nothing serious.

"Are you really all right? Look at the corners of your mouth are broken." Yuan Zizhuo frowned, not believing that he was all right.

"Brother Yuan, I'm really fine. The corners of my mouth are a little bruised. It's fine. Don't worry about it. Go and get ready. You will play in the next game." Xia Bei pushed them away, telling them not to pay attention to their own affairs. .

"Mr. Xia, you still need to continue filming. You need to go to the hospital for your appearance." Lan Boyi was the first to object. As a celebrity artist, every part of the body is very important, especially the face.

"Which hospital are you going to? I'm really fine. You'll only believe me if I tell you what to say." Xia Bei shook her head helplessly.

"But your injury..." Yuan Zizhuo continued to say, but was interrupted by Xia Bei.

"Stop, I'm really fine, hurry up and get ready, I've been delayed for so long, I can't delay any longer, or it will be dark." Xia Bei said seriously, the two of them finally gave up and could only prepare their own thing.

"Brother Wan, start filming right away. For the next scene, this body shape is just right." This look of embarrassment is too suitable, it's a pity not to shoot now.

Wan Jiyue had no choice but to ask everyone to prepare. Xia Bei took a bag of blood and splashed it on his face. Although it was a bag of blood, it was also fresh chicken and duck blood. Just like that, ordinary people really couldn't do it. .

"As expected of Mr. Xia, you have treated yourself so cruelly, can you still breathe with the blood splashed on your face?"

"Of course you can breathe, it's just that you don't have his decisive courage, otherwise why would people be so popular, and you are still a little transparent."

"There is a price to be paid for being popular. Not everyone can become popular overnight for no reason."

Everyone was shocked by Xia Bei's ruthlessness, and they admired him even more in their hearts.

The filming continued, the protagonist lying on the ground with blood on his face, four or five young men walked away cursing, after a while, the person lying on the ground moved slowly, at this time it began to rain, and the rain hit him The blood was washed away on his body, this scene was bleak, sad like the sudden rain, icy cold to the heart.

He lay on the ground for a long, long time, like a dead man. Passers-by on the road rushed past, but no one noticed him. He seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

As night fell, suddenly a man came slowly with an umbrella to block the falling rain.

"Get up if you're not dead, the world doesn't owe you anything." The man's voice was slow, full of sadness and a touch of coolness.

The person lying on the ground moved and struggled to get up slowly. The man stood motionless, his eyes slightly cold.

Yuan Zizhuo performed this expression very well, it was very real and tactile.Wan Jiyue stared at the screen and grinned contentedly.

The protagonist got up, the blood on his face was washed clean by the rain, and the broken skin at the corner of his mouth became clearer. This scene is so realistic.

The wet hair was draped over his forehead, and the desolation and despair in his eyes were very vivid. He took out a pack of cigarettes with trembling hands, and there was only one left, which was wet by the rain. He didn't throw it away, but With difficulty, he took it out and put it in his mouth, and fumbled around again but failed to find the lighter. Suddenly he laughed, so sad and bitter.

"This world doesn't owe me, but I owe this world a kindness. Is there a fire? Let me borrow it." The protagonist didn't look up, but said lightly while looking at the rain.

"I don't smoke." The man holding the umbrella said coolly, as if without a trace of emotion.This man is the only friend of the protagonist, and the relationship is not very good, and it has reached the level where he cannot be seen in the rain.

The protagonist lowered his head and let out a chuckle, leaning against the wall silently with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the world of people coming and going, while the man was holding an umbrella quietly, silent.

The camera slowly lengthened, "Ka, you did a great job, Axia Zizhuo, you guys did a great job." Wan Jiyue was overjoyed and applauded excitedly.

As soon as Xia Bei heard the card, the expression on his face returned to normal. He took the towel handed over by the assistant, wiped his face, smiled slightly, and patted Yuan Ziyan's shoulder, "You have to thank Zizhuo for this shot, his demeanor It’s too spot on, cold and hearty for the protagonist, all expressed incisively and vividly, and with his good looks, he will definitely attract a bunch of small fans.”

Xia Bei never steals credit, and it is whoever deserves it. Yuan Zizhuo just expressed it very well.

"This is all guided by Mr. Xia. If I hadn't been infected by your atmosphere, how could I express it so well." Yuan Zizhuo blushed slightly, and cheered in his heart. He could feel that his acting skills had improved a little. up.

"Don't be modest, your performance is really great, we all saw it." Wan Jiyue patted him on the shoulder with a happy face.

"That's right, Brother Yuan, your acting skills are awesome. You are worthy of a professional background. Unlike me, you have to NG several times in one scene." Lan Boyi's acting skills are indeed not as good as Yuan Zizhuo's. He is a singer, and it is indeed a little bit reluctant to act.

"Don't be discouraged, you are already very good." Yuan Zizhuo patted him on the shoulder, not complacent.

"Yes, although there was a little episode today, the filming went well, and we can call it a day." Wan Jiyue was very happy, and he raised his hand and shouted, "I invite everyone to dinner tonight, please help everyone, everyone Thanks for your hard work."