The twisted melon is sweet

Chapter 406

Chen Xi was stunned, and waved his hands when he realized it, "No! That's where adults go to work, children can't go there."

"But how many times have I seen you go there too?"

"Well, I'm an adult. You're a child. I've got work to do there. What are you going to do but make trouble for everyone?"

"Brother Daxi, I won't make trouble. I promise to do it."

Chen Xi: "..."

"I'm bored at home by myself..." Wukong grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands and twisted them back and forth. His two eyebrows were also twisted together. Coupled with the baggy clothes, he looked pitiful.

"It doesn't count if I say it. I'll take it to my Brother Wen and listen to what he has to say."

"Okay." Wukong followed behind Chen Xi, walking forward without saying a word.

The first set of shots of the day had just finished shooting, and Wen Yu was just about to carry the bag back to the hotel to deliver food to Chen Xi.As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Xi had come over.

Everyone was on the set, Wen Yu couldn't express his concern for Chen Xi, so he waved to him and pointed to the lunch box.

Chen Xi didn't run to the male god immediately, he said very seriously: "Brother Wen, he wants to come to the set, can he?"

It was only then that Wen Yu saw that there was actually another person following behind Chen Xi, to be precise, a child.A foreign child.

Thin and small, with blond curly hair, blue eyes, and tightly closed lips.

Where did Chen Xi meet?Wen Yu frowned, and said to the child, "This is where movies are made." He pointed to the scattered wires on the ground, "There are mechanical equipment everywhere. It's not suitable for children to play here."

Wukong looked nervously at the man called "Brother Wen". This tall man seemed to be in control of his life and death, and he opened his mouth and said "no", Wukong's blue eyes began to gather tears, and he stammered : "I... won't make trouble."

The shooting equipment is expensive, and the props are also carefully crafted by the crew. If they are accidentally damaged, it goes without saying that you will suffer losses, and it will also affect the filming progress of the film.I'm just telling the truth, but the child's pitiful appearance seems to have been greatly wronged.But it still doesn't work.Wen Yu tried his best to look pleasant, he explained: "It's not a question of whether you make trouble or not..."

Before Wen Yu finished speaking, he saw Michael rushing over, picked up the child, and slapped him on the buttocks, "Didn't you be told to stay in the room? Why did you come out to make trouble?"

The child's tears, which he had held back for a long time, finally fell out. He sobbed and cried, and talked to Michael in English.The child speaks English very fluently.

Amidst the noise, Wen Yu understood.This kid is called Wukong, and he is called Uncle Michael.Wukong is dissatisfied that Michael shuts him in the room every day, and wants to come out to play.

Adi put down his phone and cast a dignified look at Michael.Michel immediately carried Wukong away from the crowd.The order was restored on the set. Among the actors, those who needed to touch up their makeup, and those who practiced their moves went to make gestures... Everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Wen Yu turned to look for Chen Xi's figure, and saw him playing football with Wukong.Chen Xi bounced the ball high, Wukong giggled and ran around.From such a distance, Wen Yu could hear Chen Xi's loud laughter, as well as Wukong's crisp laughter.

During the next filming break, Wen Yu waved to Michael, and the two walked to a corner of the set together.Wen Yu handed Mai Ke a cigarette. Except that he didn't look like a Chinese, Mi Ke had already entered the country and followed the customs.

Michel lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, and said, "Director Wen, Wukong is a child and not sensible, so don't be angry with him."

Wen Yu smiled, "It's nothing, I already said he was a child. How old is Wukong?"

"Nine years old."

Wen Yu was a little surprised, Wukong looked at most seven years old, his arms and legs were as thin as bamboo poles.It looks quite attractive because of the support of appearance.

Michael puffed out the smoke from his nostrils, his eyes were a bit complicated, "Wukong's parents passed away early. He has no other relatives. I was his father's good friend during his lifetime, so I followed me. I stayed in China for many years alone. , filming, the income is not much, let’s not talk about it, the main reason is that life is irregular. This child has not grown up well.”

Wen Yu patted Michel's shoulder understandingly, "I'm going back to the set. After you finish smoking, come here quickly."

Michel originally thought that Director Wen would say a few words, and it was nothing to bring a child to the set, but he didn't expect... He didn't expect that Director Wen's heart was not as deserted as his appearance, and he was quite humane.Not criticizing him means acquiescing, right?

The smoke was about to burn his fingers before Michel threw it on the ground and crushed it with his feet.Just as he was about to go back to the set, he took out his phone and turned on the screen. Looking at the record of the latest call, he let out a long sigh.

At the same time, Wukong was running wildly around Chen Xi with his head up, his curly hair was blown up by the wind, and his little face was red from laughing for too long.

Chen Xi also felt that he was too boring. He could play such a monotonous movement of juggling the ball for so long. He wanted to stop countless times, but when he saw Wukong so happy that he was about to fly, he had no choice but to continue.

Suddenly, by accident, Wukong tripped and fell to the ground, and the sound of laughing stopped abruptly.

Chen Xi was startled, and immediately stopped bouncing the ball, letting the football roll to the side, and he strode up to Wukong in a big stride.

Wukong rubbed his face to the ground, and there was a mud mark on his fair face.He didn't know where he touched it, he only knew the pain, grinned and cried, and then thought of the funny time just now, the corner of his mouth curled up and laughed again.

Chen Xi was still startled, this one who was crying and laughing, did he break his head?With both hands under Wukong's armpits, he easily pulled the little guy up.

Chen Xi touched his knee, pinched his arm, and asked anxiously, "Where did you fall? Is this where the pain is?"

When his knee was pinched, Wukong let out an "Ouch", and Chen Xi knew it was here. He rolled up the little guy's trouser leg, and sure enough, a piece of skin was wiped off his knee, and blood seeped out.

Chen Xi hugged Wukong horizontally, he knew that there was a doctor on the set.Not daring to disturb Wen Yu and other people, Chen Xi quietly groped in from behind.

Wukong also felt the wound hurt, but it felt good to be hugged by the big brother, and the nervous expression of the big brother made him feel happy.He hugged Chen Xi's neck and said, "Brother Da Xi, I like you!"

Poor kid, there is no one of his age to play with him, and I have only known him for a short time, and I can't get entangled when playing with him, and sometimes I am impatient, but just like that, I am regarded as a good friend.Chen Xi felt a little sad.

The doctor of the crew stopped the bleeding of Wukong's wound and wiped iodine to disinfect it.

Chen Xi called Michael over, looked at the director before he lost his temper, and made a gesture of silence.Chen Xi told Michael about the situation, and then said that he would send Wukong back to his room to do his homework.

Mike didn't want to delay for too long, so he thanked him and went back to the show.

Chen Xi carried Wukong back to his room, put him on the stool, brought his schoolbag over, and said, "Do your homework."

Wukong probably also knew that he had made Michel angry, and also delayed Brother Daxi's time, so he obediently took out his book, squeezed a pencil and lay down on the table.

Chen Xi picked up another math homework book and flipped through it. There were many wrong questions... "Wukong, where do you study?"

Wukong held his pen and supported his head, as if he was thinking about a difficult question, "What grade did you go to school?"

Chen Xi understood that Michael didn't have a fixed workplace, so it goes without saying that Wukong must be constantly changing schools.He patted Wukong's head, "Here, I'm going to the studio, you obediently do your homework and try to write well. I will check it then."

Wukong's eyes lit up, "Really? Brother Daxi, can you check at night?"

Uh, tonight... to be with the male god at night...

"I have to do my homework at night. Can I do it tomorrow? I'll take you to change your medicine, and then look at your homework."

"En." Although the wish was not fully fulfilled, Wukong was also happy. He covered his face with a book, only showing a pair of deep-set blue eyes, and nodded vigorously.

With Wukong pestering him endlessly, Chen Xi didn't spend the whole day on the set like before.The avatar he drew for Wu Xinran was cut by Wu Xinran and made into the avatars of social media such as WeChat and Weibo, and he showed off a lot.

Wu Xinran also has fans on the set, so everyone knows that Director Wen's assistant is not an ordinary assistant, but a famous comic author.

People always have to be extra tolerant towards talented people, and when Chen Xi was not on the set, he was there to accompany the poor child who had lost his parents, so no one said anything.