Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

Chen Chaosheng acted for the first time in his life, and the last time, it was playing himself.

He'd thought those young girls who liked fanfic creations were scary enough.

But he didn't expect that these old men would be much more terrifying.

At most, those girls just let themselves go in front of Chen Chaosheng's face and arranged for him a story with ups and downs, but these old men, they wanted to catch Chen Chaosheng and repeat the same episode over and over again, because Chen Chaosheng played Not like Chen Chaosheng.

This clip is the scene where Chen Chaosheng killed the man in Tsing Yi in front of the mountain that day.

Chen Chaosheng didn't remember the scene at all, he vaguely remembered that he was in a good mood that day, carrying the sword and planning to find someone to save him, and then went back to sleep.

There are some scattered gravels piled up on the ground, and the middle ones were shaken by the movements of the actors, revealing the paved stones on the ground.Behind you are lofty mountains and ancient buildings hidden in the mountains.

Most have been repaired.If it is not repaired, the stone will be bare, and the wood will rot early.

The scenic area deliberately cleared the scene so that they could finish filming this section.

"Chaosheng, your eyes are not quite right." The bald old man raised his head, pointing a few words from time to time, "Your eyes should be full of provocation, ambitious, like a leopard."

"You don't look like Chen Chaosheng if you look so plain." The bald old man stretched out his hand, looking like he wanted to pull his hair, but unfortunately he had no hair on his head.

"The look in your eyes now is acting like 'ah, I want to go home.' That kind of powerless feeling that the body seems to be hollowed out. Oh, how can you fight like this." The bald old man said, "Hang on Ya, hang on to Wia, come over there wearing blue clothes, what you want to play is a kind of invincible temperament."

"You think you can defeat Chen Chaosheng." The bald old man tried his best to explain, "You must have the kind of arrogance, you are the most powerful, you are super invincible! Don't look like an impotent man! If you want impotence, you have to be impotent after you are defeated by Chen Chaosheng.

Chen Chaosheng couldn't even remember the name of the man in Tsing Yi himself.Let's call him Xiaoqing, the man in Tsing Yi.

In fact, there was the name of the man in Tsing Yi on the script, but he didn't know the two characters. He wanted to try to recognize half of the characters, but he couldn't recognize the two halves.

It's all because of the simplification of Chinese characters.

In short, I don't blame Chen Chaosheng.

"Chaosheng, look fierce." The bald old man pointed out, "Think about the enemy attacking your house, and he called Chen Chaosheng a coward. What is Chen Chaosheng going to do?"

"Water him like a bastard?" Chen Chaosheng stood on the top of the rockery, his costume being blown by the wind of the blower, "Chen Chaosheng doesn't know how to imitate a bastard."

"What's the name of the bastard?" Chen Chaosheng thought for a while.

"Hit it back! He cut off his head with a sword!" The old man said anxiously, "Be more passionate! Don't let this be a comedy!"

"Don't have 'I want to go home' written all over your face! Stop posing! Xiao Chen!" The bald old man roared, shaking even the camera.

Chen Chaosheng also knew that "I want to go home" was written in his eyes.

He really wants to go home.

He is a rather strange person, homesick when there are too many people, homesick when he goes far away, and homesick when encountering things he doesn't know.

He and Xiaoqing really have nothing to fight.The two of them are not on the same level, Xiaoqing and his master are both very good at cooking.

It's like asking a famous college student who has just finished the college entrance examination to write math addition and subtraction in the first grade of elementary school.At this time, they didn't go to college, and their memory and knowledge storage levels are very good, and they don't frown even if they add one to one.

"How can you want to go home?" The bald old man hated iron for not being able to make steel, "You are Chen Chaosheng!"

Chen Chaosheng himself wiped the sweat from his forehead.

I want to go home even more.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, which was always different from his own.Although these old men have worked hard to restore the original appearance, it is different from the one he wore back then.

Chen Chaosheng couldn't tell what was different, but it was different anyway.The Chen Chaosheng they have spent their entire lives trying to restore is actually very different from Chen Chaosheng himself.

What they want to create is a flesh-and-blood Chen Chaosheng, which is in line with the purpose of promoting Sizhou culture and promoting tourism.

Not Chen Chaosheng himself.

Chen Chaosheng himself stood here, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet down.

"Chaosheng, your eyes are a little more fierce!" The bald old man held the script, "Light! Light! This is a good scene to show Chen Chaosheng's masculinity! Light!"

Chen Chaosheng tried to make his eyes a little more fierce.

A crowd of people surrounded him here, and he was so frightened that even his hands were shaking.

He is not suitable for the scene of being stared at by many, many eyes, and these gazes are completely unavoidable, like needlepoint wheatgrass running towards his back, even the blister on his butt hurts.

He stood there feeling like everyone was looking at the blisters on his ass from eating fried chicken.

There is a blister on the forehead, and the makeup artist used some means to cover it up, so it can't be seen at all.

The little girl in charge of makeup smiled and said, if it was Chen Chaosheng, he would definitely not be angry.

That Chen Chaosheng doesn't know how to eat fried chicken.

Chen Chaosheng sighed and stepped on the gravel on the ground.

"Chaosheng, your eyes look like you want to go home even more!" The bald old man's voice was almost hoarse, "Just think about it! Thinking that you are 70 years old this year, and your wife who has been married for 50 years is actually a man, and the child is lived with someone else."

"Chen Chaosheng! Chen Chaosheng! Ah! Husband! Husband!" the bald old man shouted, "Husband—"

Chen Chaosheng's eyebrows twitched when he was called out by his husband.

He didn't have too many sad things, and what made him a little angry was his poor mausoleum.

It was obviously a good place for him to sleep, but in the end, a bunch of messy houses were built on it, and there was a whole stream of toilets, restaurants, and playgrounds, and a red ticket was charged to enter.

When he checked online, he always asked how much Jian Xianling spent for a night's sleep.Who knew that the cheapest off-season would cost more than 100 yuan a night, and it would increase in the peak season.

At the end of the search, his search engine began to recommend to him how much Chen Chaosheng spent for a night's sleep.

There are everything from Mingbi to RMB to US dollar payment, and there is an answer with a lot of likes: Chen Chaosheng is a dead person, and he should burn the world tongbao when he sleeps.

Chen Chaosheng's face drooped, and his white hair, which had no luster, coiled around his shoulders.

"Chaosheng, why do you have the look of wanting to die again?"

The bald old man sighed, and the top of his head became even more shiny.

"Let's do this in the morning." The bald old man had no choice but to say, "In the past few weeks, we've filmed all the clips of young Chen Chaosheng, and the remaining old Chen Chaosheng, middle-aged Chen Chaosheng, and other actors will come."

"Chaosheng, come down and rest for a while." The bald old man sat down on the plastic chair beside him, turned away the thermos cup and took a sip of wolfberry tea, "You have been busy all morning, and there are people in green clothes, what are they called?" coming."

"My surname is Wang." The young man playing the man in Tsing Yi let go of the rope.

"Probably not an important character." The bald old man murmured, "Our camera only needs to focus on Chen Chaosheng. The rest of the world, the audience will make up for themselves."

Chen Chaosheng put down the fake sword.

The roses were placed well, and even a caring little girl covered her with a small quilt.

It is a piece of colorful cloth with the little prince and his fox printed on it.

Chen Chaosheng rubbed his sore arm.

He swung his sword all morning.

Martial arts instructors always tell him not to do this or that.

Probably the swordsmanship of this era is very different.

Later, Chen Chaosheng couldn't achieve the effect he wanted, so he simply slashed randomly, splitting the big rock on the ground in half. The martial arts instructor stopped talking and stood aside, touching the top of his head from time to time. Knowing if he was looking to see if he had been cut in half.

When Chen Chaosheng held the hilt, he felt that the sword was hot.

A fake unedged sword made of stainless steel.

Nothing can be split.

It turns out that holding the sword is such a feeling, like holding something very heavy, but also like holding an empty hand with nothing.

He picked up the roses and closed the branches and leaves.

"Hello." Chen Chaosheng said softly.

The sun overhead just climbed into the sky.The sky is still so blue, perhaps because autumn has arrived, it looks extraordinarily lofty.

The wire pulls a line in the sky.

He promised the little robot that he would take good care of his princess, even though his princess was much harder than that stupid robot, and could smash a piece of cement wherever he threw it.

Chen Chaosheng tried to get Siri to talk to this rose, using their non-human existence-specific methods, making a series of babbles.

Rose says she doesn't like little robots at all.

The princess does not want to be with her knight, she is looking for a prince.

That little robot is clumsy and tiny, tripping over its wheels on the ground, and being stepped on all the time, making messy emoji.

But she won't tell the little robot.

The little robot can only use human language, but she is a creation that can communicate with existences like Siri.

Chen Chaosheng's Taoist robe had no pockets, so he thought he should bring the Taoist robe left at He Jianguo's place.

That dress may not be what they want, what they need is a low-key and introverted dress with a camera effect, in short, it is not Chen Chaosheng's extremely plain body.

There are very few patterns.

"Xiao Chen, do you want to have lunch together?" The young man playing Xiao Qing asked him, "The crew's food is quite delicious."

"No need." Chen Chaosheng took out his mask and put it on quickly.

He felt great admiration from the bottom of his heart for this kind of person who obviously didn't know him at all, but could still answer him.

Chen Chaosheng has no such talent.

The young man was wearing Tsing Yi, and he was still talking to him: "But there are very delicious ham sausages."

Chen Chaosheng wanted to say something, but finally moved his lips

"No."

The originally bright eyes of the young man dimmed all of a sudden.

He sighed lazily: "Okay, Xiao Chen, you are really cool."

"Just like Chen Chaosheng."

"Eat well." Chen Chaosheng added, "Eat more, you should be growing your body."

The young man smiled at Chen Chaosheng.

"Okay."

"Then can you accompany me to the bathroom?" the young man asked him, "You don't even want to accompany me to eat."

"Okay," he said.

The author says:

Chen Chaosheng: Damn it, I really envy you social cows.