Rebirth of the King

To be honest, Diao Weiya is not a big deal for any actor, especially for An Cheng who has made martial arts films in his previous life.

He doesn't like to use a double, it seems that when he sees the person in the camera who looks like him but is not himself, Ancheng will always feel ashamed of the audience off the stage.

This is one of the reasons why Ancheng never uses a stand-in even though he is a famous player. He always takes part in the most difficult moves. For this reason, he has also practiced kung fu.

Therefore, it is really not difficult to hang a Wia in this scene.

But Lian Qing still frowned slightly, and whispered to An Cheng: "Ming Xi, did you offend Director Qi?"

An Cheng was slightly taken aback, unable to think of something that would offend this old man again.

Lian Qing hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Well, if it weren't for this, Director Qi would rarely hang on to Wia in the audition, so there are so many shots."

"I see," An Cheng's face sank like water, he smiled again and said in a low voice: "Stop talking, be careful that the walls have ears."

Lian Qing obediently expressed her understanding.

An Cheng thought for a while before walking towards Qi Yan: "Director Qi, may I ask which segment you are going to audition for next?"

"The fight with Liu Qinglin." Qi Yan's face was not very good-looking, and he didn't mind the influence at all when he swallowed clouds and fog on the set.

An Cheng frowned slightly, which brought Mo Zhi in.

Thinking of this, he held back what he wanted to say, leaned over and said, "Thank you Director Qi."

"Wait," Qi Yan said suddenly, and asked with a sarcasm between his brows and eyes, "You have something to say."

"Director Qi..." Ancheng smiled wryly, and simply gave in: "I don't know where I have offended you. If your boss has a lot of forgiveness, please forgive me."

Qi Yan responded with a sneer: "Get out of the filming, and we'll talk about it after the filming."

Ancheng is gone, Naihe, presumably what he heard in the previous life is not bad at all. This is a neurotic director. He has been able to make a name for himself in this mixed place by relying on his real kung fu so far.Otherwise, with his temperament, it would not be an exaggeration to be played to death a hundred times.

Thinking of this, Ancheng had no choice but to go over and check Wia's sling for himself.

This place is the most deadly for an actor, if there is any point that is not noticed, it may be a big mistake.

He once saw an actor fall directly from a cliff because of a problem with the sling around his waist. He fell into a vegetative state without even making a sound, and he still hasn't woken up.

And that year, that little actor was only in his early twenties.

Unexpectedly, before he got there, he saw Gu Ling waiting there with a half-smile, An Cheng's heart moved slightly, but he had no choice but to greet him calmly: "Mr. Gu?"

"Is Mingxi busy?" Gu Ling's voice was a little gloomy, but also with a little smile, which made people feel cold from head to toe for no reason.

"It's nothing important," An Cheng said with a smile, "Mr. Gu, please tell me."

Gu Ling looked him up and down for a while, then asked indifferently: "Gu Xuan asked me, how much do you want?"

An Cheng was stunned, his eyebrows and eyes also became cold, he was wearing Qian Yingsheng's clothes at this time, and he was wearing a very rich robe, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and he immediately said with a bit of calm and prestige: "What? "

Gu Ling was stunned by this appearance, and after a while he sneered: "Make a count, and I'll write you a check." After thinking for a while, he just continued: "Otherwise, I can give you a blank one, I promise able to deliver.”

Ancheng was speechless, he stared at Gu Ling for a long time, and finally smiled leisurely: "Do you think that everything can be solved by approaching?"

Gu Ling didn't open his mouth, but his eyebrows and eyes were clearly thinking about it.

He just heard An Cheng throw down a sentence lightly: "Gu Xuan will get his retribution, Mr. Gu, you really are brothers."

This sentence is full of irony, but it also carries deep-seated hatred.

Gu Ling couldn't figure out what the reason for this hatred was, could it be that his stupid cousin sent this scumbag to the bed of a famous director because of his ignorance of people?

His eyes were gloomy and uncertain. If it was because of that, this person must be grateful that he was led by others.

Gu Ling put his hands in his pockets and smiled, then slowly said behind him: "Zhong Mingxi, you will regret it."

His voice was very low, but it happened to land in An Cheng's ear.

Ancheng didn't make a sound, didn't even stop in his footsteps, he just walked towards an unknown direction.

The two chatted for only a moment, and then the set was ready. Ancheng didn't have time to check Wia, so he had to take a cursory look, and then he was hoisted up.

Diao Weiya was very tired from filming, in order to create Qian Yingsheng's sense of chic, he had to fly directly down from the second floor of the tavern, kicking Liu Qinglin's boy over.

This action is even more troublesome. The action of a person jumping from the second floor is performed very chicly, which is undoubtedly a test of the actor's acting skills.

After listening to the martial arts instructor for a while, it was time for the two to compete with each other.

"Be careful." Mo Zhi patted An Cheng's shoulder and said.

An Cheng smiled slightly: "Thank you, Senior Mo." Then he stood in front of the window on the second floor, he looked down and thought about the movement of jumping down, and when he saw the camera turned on, Qi Yan gave an order and sank the whole person go in.

"Liu Qinglin..." An Cheng looked solemnly, looked at the people downstairs, and then sneered, slowly pulling the corners of his lips: "Don't blame me if you dare to open a shop here with my prescription from Qian Smash your stall."

Mo Zhi smiled silently at the bottom, he tilted his head slightly, and shook his folding fan lightly: "Master Qian's words are not authentic, the prescription is just a dead thing, if you can research it, Liu will naturally have an expert by his side , why talk nonsense?"

Qian Yingsheng just stood on the top and stared at Liu Qinglin below. There was such a small silence for half a minute where the eyes met. After a long while, Qian Yingsheng just shouted: "Xiangzi!"

The voice was resounding, with a sense of heaviness.

A small man flashed out from the side in an instant, bowed his head and asked, "Master?"

Qian Yingsheng didn't even look at him, but just took out the prescription in Xiangzi's hand, and slowly unfolded it on the second floor, showing all the ink marks in front of everyone: "If Mr. Liu has the kind, I will give you the prescription. Bring out the prescription, let's go and match a pair."

"Heh..." Liu Qinglin let out a low laugh, and a gloomy light flashed between his brows and eyes: "Brother Qian, don't deceive people too much. If you really say it, Liu's medicine hall is a while earlier than Master Qian's. Is it also Master Qian who copied my prescription?"

"What I said is true. Back then, Xiangzi worked as a long-term worker at my house." A little girl beside him chimed in, his eyes full of contempt. House thief?"

"If you say this on my site, I think you're going against the grain!" Qian Yingsheng kicked over a few cases next to him, and jumped down from the second floor!

His eyes were full of anger, and he raised his palm and was about to hit the little girl on the face.

This movement was supposed to be very chic, and it was intended to show Qian Yingsheng's protection, but the problem came from here.

For some unknown reason, the steel rope hanging from the wire suddenly made a crisp sound, and then broke without warning.

An Cheng's heart sank slightly, and his whole body fell out of control.

The moment he fell heavily on the ground, An Cheng raised his head subconsciously, and saw that Qi Yan had jumped over the railing and rushed towards him. His movement was too fast, and he didn't look like his usual calm and evil spirit at all.

An Cheng let out a low laugh, only to feel that the severe pain completely occupied his sanity, and he fainted.