After dressing as a cannon fodder scumbag, I wash my whites

The director of "Sword Bone Spirit" Zhang Le is a cheerful and smiling Buddha. He has filmed many hit dramas and is highly praised in the industry. Even the most vicious drama critics are full of praise for him.

When he smiled, two lumps of fat piled up on his face, and he spoke with a funny accent. He couldn't tell the difference between the south and the north, which was very personal.

During the play, several actors were amused by his accent, but they didn't dare to laugh, and their faces were flushed.

At the end, several people breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to laugh out loud until they lined up and walked out of the room.

"Hahahahaha Director Zhang's accent hahahahaha, it's so fucking funny hahahahahaha." The leading actor Meng Ruyi bent down laughingly, leaning on the wall, unable to stop.

"Okay, control it, don't be seen by Director Zhang." The lead actress Bai Yao pushed Meng Ruyi's shoulder.

Meng Ruyi seemed to have been hit on the laugh point, he turned and leaned against the wall, the tears from the corners of his eyes reflected the light in the sunlight: "Mr. Bai, don't you think it's really funny hahahahaha."

Meng Ruyi was born in a men's group talent show. After the group disbanded, he crossed over to become an actor. Bai Yao happened to be the vocal instructor of that show. The interaction between the two revealed a wonderful sense of intimacy.

Unlike simple teachers and students.

Others see it in their eyes and understand it.

This is the case in the entertainment industry. Many rising artists will die if they announce their relationship. Most of them talk about it secretly.

Sometimes two people who seem to be incompatible may be a couple, but some recognized sweet couples are actually just hype.

Bai Yao rolled her eyes, and smiled apologetically at everyone: "I'm sorry, Xiao Meng's smile is low, she usually looks a bit silly, but her professional ability is very good."

Seeing that Meng Ruyi was still smiling, Mo Wenqiao instantly felt that Bai Yao's evaluation of him was very accurate, and he was indeed a bit silly.

"I haven't introduced you yet, I'm Bai Yao." Bai Yao generously stretched out his right hand to Mo Wenqiao.

Mo Wenqiao politely replied: "Hi, I'm Mo Wenqiao."

Bai Yao: "I know, as long as anyone on the Internet doesn't know you now, I also watched the variety show you recorded before, which is very interesting."

Several other leading actors introduced themselves to each other, laughed and chatted all the way back to the hotel, and said goodbye at the door of their respective rooms.

"Wenqiao, see you tomorrow!" Meng Ruyi waved goodbye to Mo Wenqiao.

Mo Wenqiao nodded, closed the door, and exhaled.

When recording "We in the Crowd", he spent most of the time acting separately from the main team, and the most frequent contacts were NPCs. There was not much social pressure, and no one noticed that Mo Wenqiao was a bit out of place in his bones.

The leading actors in "Sword Bone Spirit" are very friendly and enthusiastic, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Mo Wenqiao doesn't like socializing very much, unlike social phobia, he just simply doesn't like to have too many connections with people.

Of course, Gu Xie was an exception.

In the past world, Mo Wenqiao has always been a loner, wandering outside each world like a passerby.

He didn't know where he came from, who he really was, and he just walked forward according to the job arranged for him by the Time Management Bureau without any emotion.

Mo Wenqiao put the mobile phone upright on the mobile phone holder, placed it directly in front of the table, and made a video call.

Then take the script and read it carefully.

It took a full minute for the video call to be connected. Gu Xie was wearing a beige home clothes and greeted him: "Good evening."

Mo Wenqiao put the script on the table, supported his head with one hand, and looked him over.

Gu Xie just took a shower, and the ends of his hair were still dripping down. A white towel was wrapped around his neck, and the water droplets fell into the towel, disappearing his figure.

"It's easy to get bald if you don't dry your hair after washing." Mo Wenqiao reminded.

Gu Xie paused as she wiped her hair, left for a few seconds, and came back with a hair dryer in her hand.

While drying his hair, he asked, "How about the new crew?"

Mo Wenqiao replied casually: "Very good, the director and other actors are very good."

Gu Xie: "That's good."

Mo Wenqiao tapped his finger on the table lightly: "What's the matter, are you worried that I will be bullied?"

Gu Xie raised the corners of her mouth and snorted softly, "Who's worried? I'm not your father, and I have to worry about this and that."

"So you want to be my father." Mo Wenqiao nodded thoughtfully, with a look of regret on his face, "But it's a pity, my own parents may not agree. But if you beg me, I can't." Make an effort to grant your impertinent wish."

Gu Xie looked into the other person's eyes and said expressionlessly: "You are dreaming."

Mo Wenqiao didn't take it seriously.

"Mo Wenqiao," Gu Xie suddenly called Mo Wenqiao's name, "Has anyone ever told you that you are really in debt sometimes?"

"You also said that sometimes, I'm charming and cute most of the time." Mo Wenqiao frowned, very satisfied.

Gu Xie was speechless for a moment, lowered his head to look at the company's documents, glanced at Mo Wenqiao from the corner of his eye and wanted to speak, and said flatly, "Recite the script well."

After a while, he added: "The kid in the third grade next door to me can't make a fuss like you."

Mo Wenqiao was shocked: "Are you talking about that kid who jumps up and down all day, and I can be woken up three times by him when I sleep at your house?"

Gu Xie turned a page and agreed.

Mo Wenqiao hugged the script, turned around to face Gu Xie, and stopped talking.

I have read the script many times, and Mo Wenqiao's memory is much better than ordinary people's, and he has already memorized everything.

He flipped through the pages in boredom, and he could recite not only his own lines, but also the lines of other characters.

It's no fun to watch it any more, so he put down the script and took a shower.

After taking a shower, Gu Xie was still handling official duties meticulously.

The hair that had just been blown dry was exceptionally fluffy, and the bangs were loosely covered on his forehead, making him look several years younger.

Gu Xie was originally young, but now he looks more like a student who is still in college. He is clean and tidy, and his drooping eyebrows and eyes lighten his inherent indifference.

The first time Mo Wenqiao saw Gu Xie was in the magazine photo that was originally set as the background of the chat. Gu Xie in that picture was like a high-mountain flower that could only be seen from a distance but not played with. The sense of alienation can be felt even through the screen.

Now this flower took off all defenses and stood in front of him, revealing its delicate stamens, tempting him to pick them.

Mo Wenqiao thought of the soul-stirring merman in myths and legends, who used singing as bait to lure passing sailors and lead them to the point of no return.

He is very sensible and knows that this person in front of him will also be a point of no return.

The life of an ordinary person is only a few decades, but Mo Wenqiao has an endless life.

He has seen many life and death partings, and he will leave after all.

But he also rationally chose to let himself be bewitched by the other party.

What Mo Wenqiao is best at is instant gratification.

The author has something to say: there is another chapter to be released at 12 o'clock, please forgive the little author's desire to learn metaphysics orz