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

"Ask the bridge—"

As soon as Mo Wenqiao came to the set, he saw Zhou Yuelian waving to him.

After not seeing you for several days, Zhou Yuelian's face became more and more red. He stepped forward and put his arms around Mo Wenqiao's shoulder: "It can be regarded as meeting you. You have been so mysterious these days, no matter how hard you look, you can't find anyone."

Zhou Yuelian has a strong figure, half a head taller than the 1.8-meter-four Mo Wenqiao, and the movement of hugging Mo Wenqiao is like a hen pouncing its cubs.

Before Mo Wenqiao could answer, Zhou Yuelian pulled a man behind him to him, and introduced him, "This is the assistant I carefully selected for you by your brother, named Xiao Ran. You will be a big star in the future, why don't you have many assistants around you?" Okay, you see your brother means enough to you."

"I'll hire a few bodyguards for you when I'm developed, and I'll make sure you'll be hugged by the front and back, and you'll have face." Zhou Yue even patted his chest and spoke boldly.

Xiaoran is a boy who is about the same age as Mo Wenqiao, with a fair appearance and a gentle voice: "Hello, Brother Mo, just call me Xiaoran."

"Don't look at Xiaoran's tenderness, he has quick hands and feet, more reliable than many experienced assistants."

Xiao Ran's face flushed with praise from Zhou Yuelian, he smiled embarrassedly, and nodded at Mo Wenqiao.

Xiaoran is introverted, she belongs to the type of doing more than talking, and she hardly has the slightest sense of presence when she is by her side.

Mo Wenqiao was very satisfied with him.

In the morning, all the scenes of the hero and heroine were filmed. Afraid that Mo Wenqiao would be tired waiting, Xiao Ran moved a small bench for him and put it beside him.

Mo Wenqiao sat on the periphery of the crowd, not affecting other people's work, but also able to see the scene when other people were filming.

"Sword Bone Spirit" is a fairy tale drama in ancient costumes. The weather is still at the junction of summer and autumn. It will still be very hot to wear clothes and headgears on the inside and outside.

At this time, Xiaoran fully demonstrated her role, serving tea and pouring water and fanning the wind and holding an umbrella, so as to minimize the discomfort caused by the weather.

"Brother Mo, drink a glass of water, ice." Xiao Ran handed him a glass of water and sat down beside Mo Wen Bridge.

"Brother Mo."

At this time, Yang Yunyin also came over, and her role was in the afternoon just like Mo Wenqiao.

After the scene last night, she showed a strong interest in Mo Wenqiao, and came straight to Mo Wenqiao as soon as she came out of the dressing room.

Mo Wenqiao nodded lightly as a response.

Yang Yunyin didn't mind his indifference at all, she moved a small bench and sat side by side with the two of them.

With the script in her hand, she used the excuse of character analysis to talk to Mo Wenqiao: "Brother Mo, what do you think the sword spirit was thinking when he killed Chu Chengshi? Would she feel sad?"

Mo Wenqiao was still playing the game, without looking up: "The director and screenwriter discussed this issue when studying the script, didn't you listen?"

How could Yang Yunyin not listen, she just wanted to find a topic to chat with Mo Wenqiao.

She was quiet for a while, then changed the subject: "Brother Mo, Sister Bai Yao's acting skills are really good, she deserves to be from a major."

Mo Wenqiao agreed with a "hmm".

Yang Yunyin puffed up her face quietly, secretly annoyed by Mo Wenqiao's incomprehensible style, she watched Bai Yao's acting more seriously.

Mo Wenqiao's first scene was filmed when the innocent sword spirit stole the male lead's wallet while shopping with Chu Chengshi, and was chased by the male and female lead for several streets.

The extras were in place, and several leading actors quickly entered the state and stood up in their respective positions.

Chu Chengshi, played by Mo Wenqiao, rarely takes the little sword spirit out for shopping. The sword spirit is full of curiosity about everything in the world, running around on the street like a little sparrow. Chu Chengshi follows behind, his eyes wide open. Pamper.

In front of a jewelry shop, Jianling noticed that the person in the booth next door was the male protagonist who had bullied Chu Chengshi before.

Taking advantage of the other party's inattention, she slowly moved over, trying to teach him a lesson.

The male protagonist has never seen the sword spirit before, he just thought she was an ordinary little girl, so he didn't suspect her.

The sword spirit easily got his hands, and walked away from the hero's purse.

The male lead was a fool, he didn't even notice that the purse was gone, but the female lead noticed it first and grabbed the wrist of the sword spirit who was about to slip away.

"Crack. Very good, everyone is doing well."

As soon as the director yelled, Xiao Ran immediately came over with a towel to wipe Mo Wenqiao's sweat.

The next one is to shoot the chase scene, the director emphasized the route again, making sure that everyone has memorized it before starting filming.

When Chu Chengshi saw the faces of the hero and heroine, his heart skipped a beat. He casually took a silk scarf from the stall nearby to cover his face, stepped forward and took the sword spirit's hand and ran away.

Yang Yunyin was still holding the money bag in her hand, and Chu Chengshi held the other hand, and the other hand pulled her to run through the crowd, and the hero and heroine shouted from behind.

Yang Yunyin couldn't help being distracted, her eyes were fixed on Mo Wenqiao's sharp jawline.

Sweat dripped down his forehead like a teardrop.

Her mind was blank, and she only saw the other party's eyes, so she didn't pay attention, and when she stepped over a small cart, her feet were empty, and she rushed forward.

"what!"

Yang Yunyin let out a cry, and the world spun around her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wenqiao reacted very quickly to block Yang Yunyin, and knocked the back of his left hand on the ground, breaking the skin.

The expected pain didn't hit, Yang Yunyin opened her eyes blankly, only to see Mo Wenqiao fell to the ground with blood bleeding from her hands.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?" Yang Yunyin's heart was pounding with fright, she hurriedly squatted down to look at Mo Wenqiao's hand.

The director yelled click in time, and the camera stopped shooting.

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?" the director asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just a little bit of skin." Mo Wenqiao smiled at him.

"Hey, go and bandage the wound, let's shoot other people's parts first." The director pulled Mo Wenqiao up and said.

The medical staff of the crew quickly took Mo Wenqiao to the waiting room.

"I'm sorry Brother Mo, it's all my fault..." Yang Yunyin watched the medical staff help Mo Wenqiao treat the wound, tears poured down her face, and a lot of makeup took off on her face.

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be hurt, woo woo woo..."

"Don't blame yourself, it's just a scratch. Don't cry like you're going to a funeral. Let Mo Wenqiao rest well." Bai Yao was upset by Yang Yunyin's crying, and she pulled him out of the lounge.

As soon as the medical staff left, there were only two boys, Mo Wenqiao and Meng Ru, left in the room.

Meng Ruyi had worked all day, so of course she had to seize this opportunity to catch fish, so she stayed in the lounge and did not leave.

"Hey," Meng Ruyi swiped the short video for a while, seeing Mo Wenqiao in a state of concentration, couldn't help leaning over, "Tell me quietly, is that little girl Yang Yunyin interested in you?"

Mo Wenqiao was resting with his eyes closed, but Meng Ru opened them one by one: "Really?"

"Brother, it's so obvious that you didn't see it?" Meng Ruyi exaggeratedly opened her mouth, pointed at Mo Wenqiao and said firmly, "You are more straight than me."

Mo Wenqiao sneered, "I'm not straight."

"Oh yes," Meng Ruyi suddenly remembered the gossip she had read, and slapped her head, "You like men, look at my memory."