What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

Lin Jingyang took a sip of the water handed over by another assistant, and glanced at Qian Hao from the corner of her eye at the same time.

The expression on Qian Hao's face looked astonished, a little happy, and a little confused at the same time. The expression was so complicated that Lin Jingyang couldn't help but linger on his face for a while longer.

"Brother, Zhou Hang was arrested for taking drugs!" Qian Hao said.

"Pfft——" Lin Jingyang spit out a mouthful of water. Fortunately, Kaka, the assistant on the opposite side, was quick, otherwise he might spray Kaka all over his face. Lin Jingyang wiped the water stains from his mouth, and said to Qian Hao: "What? Condition?"

Qian Hao tapped his phone a few times, and showed the page to Lin Jingyang: "Look, the Chaoyang police issued a notice in the afternoon! After reports from the masses, three suspected drug addicts were arrested in a certain community, one of whom was named Zhou."

Lin Jingyang squinted at the circular with white characters on a blue background: "Is Zhou Hang the surname?"

"Hi." Qian Hao stomped his feet: "This kind of thing is definitely not covered by paper. Of course, the police didn't say it clearly, but there must be gossip on the Internet. The Internet is crazy, and one of them is Zhou Hang."

"Really?" Lin Jingyang stared at the news and muttered, he was a little suspicious: "Such a coincidence?"

Just after being dissed by Zhou Hang, Zhou Hang was arrested for taking drugs?

Qian Haole said: "Who says it's not? You see, people are doing what the sky is watching, and evil forces are giving back, right?"

The incident didn't come to light, but it intensified. The next day, Zhou Hang's current production team stood up and issued an announcement, clearing up the relationship with Zhou Hang.

Although the announcement did not say that Zhou Hang was the one who took drugs, it can be seen from the position and words of the announcement that it was actually a disguised admission that Zhou Hang was the one who was arrested for taking drugs.

Lin Jingyang, who knew the news, called Si Bei, and Si Bei was a little noisy, as if it was between recording programs.

"Are you talking about Zhou Hang? Yes, I know about him. I've been very busy these two days, and I haven't had time to tell you. Zhou Hang has always liked sensationalism. The more you suppress public opinion, the happier he is and the more he dances." Gao, so I originally planned to be cold for two days before doing anything, but I didn’t expect that before I could do anything, he fell down by himself first.” Si Bei paused, and then said: “Although it is his own fault, but you are really lucky Yes, it is very troublesome to be entangled with him, and there is no good solution except suppressing comments."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jingyang looked at the phone in his hand and frowned.

Is it really just luck?

Thousands of miles away on the China-Myanmar border, Lu Yang has just finished a scene.

He turned on his phone and swiped, and the latest push was the news that Zhou Hang was arrested, Lu Yang paused when he saw the news, and broadcast a call: "Brother, thank you this time, I will treat you to dinner when I return to Beijing. "

The north wind was blowing snow particles, and Qin Mo knelt in the snow wearing a thin green shirt.

His spine was straight, and he looked straight ahead.

After a long time, there was a creaking sound in front, and someone pushed the door open. The man was a little boy, who looked at Qin Mo with a look of reluctance and said, "Senior Brother, Master... He told you not to kneel, he has never Over your... this..."

The little boy hesitated and couldn't say the following words.

An old man strode out of the house carrying a few packs of medicine, and slapped the boy on the head: "Who told you to call him Senior Brother? If you are willing to be his Junior Brother, then you can get lost with him!"

The little boy covered his head aggrievedly and did not speak.

The old man flicked the medicine in his hand vigorously, and all the medicine bags were thrown onto Qin Mo's body.

The old man pointed at Qin Mo and said angrily, "Get out! I don't have an apprentice like you who is a dog for the Japanese! Bring your medicine and get out with me! Even if I die of illness, I won't drink the medicine you bought!"

Qin Mo was hit by the medicine bag, but his body didn't move at all. He looked up at the old man and didn't speak. After a long time, he bent his back, kowtowed to the old man three times, then got up and left.

The back was as straight as when he was kneeling, like a strong pine tree.

The old man grabbed the boy by the ear, dragged the boy into the door, and closed the door heavily.

In the same place, heavy snow like goose feathers quickly covered up the kneeling marks left by Qin Mo, leaving only a few packs of medicine to witness what just happened here.

"Cut!" Gao Hang yelled while sitting on the monitor: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone, this one is over."

Lin Jingyang put her hands in front of her mouth and let out a few breaths, then stomped her feet again, trying to draw some warmth from this activity.

It has been more than two months since the filming of the past in Shanghai, and the climate has also changed from cool autumn to cold winter. With the progress of filming, the crew has already finished filming in Hengdian, moved to several places, and started shooting on-site .

The most recent filming was in the north. When the crew arrived, it happened to catch up with the first snowfall in the city. The heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky, and soon covered the ground with a thin layer of snow. But there is no sign of getting smaller, on the contrary, it is getting smaller and bigger.

Compared with the artificial snow formed by salt grains and foam, this serious snow scene is exactly the live-action filming advocated by the crew. Gao Hang will naturally not let this opportunity pass by. I was in a rush to shoot the snow scenes.

But this body is really cold.

Even though Lin Jingyang was thin enough, and added a fleece autumn coat inside, it still couldn't stop the raging north wind. His face was pale from the cold, his knees were also aching, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Qian Hao trotted over with a long down jacket and put it on Lin Jingyang. Another assistant, Kaka, immediately handed the charged hand warmer to Lin Jingyang. Qian Hao helped Lin Jingyang sit down on the rest chair. Lin Jingyang opened his mouth, and even his breath was white smoke, and his teeth were chattering: "Xiaoqian, are you ready?"

Qian Hao nodded: "Okay, don't worry brother, come right away."

Lin Jingyang finally recovered a bit at this time, he shrank into the down jacket again, and the little actor who had just played the boy ran over bouncingly: "Brother Jingyang!"

Lin Jingyang caught the little actor and hugged him: "Maomao."

The little actor raised his head in Lin Jingyang's arms, and handed the things in his hands to Lin Jingyang: "Brother, I will give you my warm bag, you can warm your knees!"

Lin Jingyang froze for a moment, then rubbed Mao Mao's head: "Then you will be cold."

Maomao shook his head: "Anyway, the warm bag is also given to Maomao by my brother, so let me lend the warm bag to my brother for a while!"

Qian Hao on the side smiled: "Maomao, you should use the warm bag yourself. Have you forgotten that last time I brought more than a dozen boxes of warm babies to the crew? The one that your brother Jingyang uses is much more effective than this one."

Maomao was a little disappointed, probably because she felt that she hadn't helped Lin Jingyang.

Qian Hao and Lin Jingyang looked at each other, and Lin Jingyang patted Mao Mao's head: "Maomao, today is the winter solstice, shall we have dumplings later?"

Maomao nodded: "Yes! Good!"

Lin Jingyang winked at Qian Hao, Qian Hao understood, ran to Life Producer and said something, Life Producer is a kind-hearted fat man, one of his biggest hobbies is eating, listened to Qian Hao's words for a while, and from time to time Nodding his head, he finally glanced at Lin Jingyang and gave him a thumbs up.

When it was time to distribute boxed lunches at noon, the actors and staff of the crew found that the boxed lunches on weekdays had not been delivered until today. The table that should have been filled with hundreds of boxed lunches disappeared. The producer was standing by the pot laughing.

Someone said: "Brother Li, where's the meal?"

The life producer said slowly, "What's the hurry?"

"If you don't eat actively, you have brain problems!" said the impatient man.

The producer of life rolled his eyes, lifted the lid of the pot, and white mist came out instantly, and those who stood close could feel a burst of heat and warmth.

"Wow! Dumplings!" Someone shouted.

Someone laughed and said, "Brother Li is so considerate today, he gave us dumplings so well."

The life producer smiled and said, "Shouldn't you eat dumplings during the winter solstice? But I didn't give them to you. Today's dumplings were invited by Jingyang."

The crowd burst into admiration.

Someone said: "Brother Lin is too kind. Seeing that we are cold, give us an electric warmer. He also prepared warm stickers and ginger soup for us to take at any time every day. Now we are invited to eat dumplings during the holidays, saying Really, this is the best treatment I have ever been treated after walking through so many crews."

Some people echoed: "I don't know if he has finished talking about his next play, and I want to go to his team for the next play."

At this moment, Lin Jingyang, who was praised by everyone, was sitting on the pony, holding his own dumpling bowl and preparing to eat it. He didn't finish a bite, and he seemed to think of something again. He put the bowl on the other pony in front of him, took out The mobile phone came and took a photo of a snow scene with a bowl of dumplings.

Then I sent this photo to a familiar WeChat account.

——Happy Winter Solstice, I ate the dumplings for you, so you won’t freeze your ears when you come back.

After finishing all this, Lin Jingyang kicked the phone back into her pocket in satisfaction, ready to eat her dumplings.

Just after eating three, an unexpected guest came.

This uninvited guest is Luo Qiong, the second female lead in the play, who loves the heroine in the play madly, loves to hang out in front of Lin Jingyang after the play, and always clings to Lin Jingyang.

Lin Jingyang always avoids her, but Luo Qiong is relentless.

At this moment, Luo Qiong also took a ponytail and sat down next to Lin Jingyang, next to Lin Jingyang, she also held a bowl of dumplings in her hand: "Brother, thank you for the dumplings."

Lin Jingyang moved her butt away from Luo Qiong indiscriminately: "It's okay, it's okay, as long as everyone enjoys eating."

Luo Qiong glanced at the dumplings in Lin Jingyang's hand and said, "Brother, what kind of stuffing are your dumplings made of?"

Lin Jingyang said: "Pork and cabbage."

Luo Qiong pouted: "Mine is stuffed with leeks. I also want to eat pork and cabbage, but the meat has just been ordered."

Lin Jingyang took another bite of the dumpling and said vaguely, "Wait a little longer, one pot will be ready soon."

Luo Qiong said: "Can I have a bite of yours, bro."

Lin Jingyang choked, a mouthful of dumplings stuck in his throat, he quickly took a sip of dumpling soup, and then he recovered, he said with a dry smile: "That's bad, my bowl is full of my saliva, just wait a little longer. "

Luo Qiong's tone was a little coquettish: "I don't dislike it."

But I hate it!

Lin Jingyang complained in her heart.

Luo Qiong naturally extended his chopsticks into Lin Jingyang's bowl, and picked up a dumpling: "Then I won't be polite."

Lin Jingyang watched Luo Qiong pick up her own dumpling with complicated eyes, holding the dumpling in her hand without moving.

Luo Qiong said: "Well...the meat is still delicious."

Lin Jingyang put the dumplings in her hands on the small table in front of her and stood up abruptly, and said to Luo Qiong, "I'm going to the bathroom, that, if you don't mind, you can finish my bowl."

Luo Qiong looked at Lin Jingyang's fleeing back in shock, and didn't move her chopsticks. After a long time, she put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, stood up and took a vicious look at Lin Jingyang's retreating back.

Lin Jingyang didn't go to the bathroom, he ran to the temporary rest room for the extras.

There are not many chairs in this room, and many extra performers squatted on the ground to eat dumplings. The kid named Mao Mao got a chance to sit on a chair because of his young age.

After Lin Jingyang came to the crew, she found out how hard the life of extras, or how hard it is to live in a role, some of these people have a dream of being a star, and some just want to eat.

Someone like Maomao who can show his face is considered a high-end character, and most people can only be used as a background board, or even a face-down corpse.

But they all have one thing in common, that is, they left their hometowns to work hard.

In fact, they are no different from most people who live away from their hometowns and go to big cities to work hard, either for their dreams or for food and clothing.

What Lin Jingyang did was to provide a little warmth to these people when they were working hard in a foreign land.

The cost required to do this is not much, and it is just a drop in the bucket for a star. The reason why Lin Jingyang was so poor before was because the contract that Jiang Rui made him sign was too squeezed. All the money earned by the [-]th-line star was used to fill Mingcheng's shortfall, and Lin Xiyue had never been matched with a suitable heart. Lin Jingyang could only use her squeezed Weibo salary to continue Lin Xiyue's life.

After Jiang Rui's downfall, Meng Chang took the initiative to amend the contract, and Lin Jingyang finally got the reward that a top person should get. At this time, Lin Jingyang is already a small rich man, and he is only waiting for someone who suits Lin Xiyue's heart.

Someone saw Lin Jingyang coming in, and greeted Lin Jingyang very familiarly. Generally, the stars who can appear in the cast list have their own independent rest space. Naturally, there are people like Lin Jingyang. He has a car. This is Meng Try what's on offer.

But Lin Jingyang seldom goes to rest in his RV unless it is absolutely necessary. Most of the time, he eats the same boxed lunch as these extras. When he is resting, he will stay on the set to watch how others are acting, or take notes.

Sometimes he would discuss acting skills with these extras. It was an equal discussion. In fact, some of these group performers worked hard to study acting skills.

When the weather was still hot, Lin Jingyang would send a small fan to everyone in the crew, and would provide iced mung bean soup every day. When some of the extras fainted, he would even send people to rest in his RV.

So these group performers are actually very familiar with Lin Jingyang.

Mao Mao saw Lin Jingyang with sharp eyes, and ran to Lin Jingyang with his own bowl: "Brother, have you eaten the dumplings yet?"

Lin Jingyang nodded: "Brother, eat..."

Lin Jingyang paused, he saw Luo Qiong appearing in the distance, and the target seemed to be himself.

He changed his voice: "Brother didn't eat, can Mao Mao eat with brother?"

Maomao nodded.

Lin Jingyang smiled, found a chair and sat down, put Maomao on her lap, picked up Maomao's dumpling bowl and fed it to him one bite at a time.

Luo Qiong glanced this way from a distance, seemed to stamp his foot, and left again.

Lin Jingyang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

On a building opposite the shooting site, there were two men with masks and hats tightly covered. In front of them, there were two professional camera equipment.

One of the shorter men stomped his feet and let out a sigh of relief: "Fuck, it's been a bit cold this winter, damn it, I'm freezing to death."

The taller man didn't turn his head, just staring at the camera: "Ren Ren, you can have a good year if you get a big shot."

The short man said: "What are you shooting? I've been filming with him for two months, and I haven't caught a fart. You said it's crazy. Hey, the two of us volunteered when we heard that Lin Jingyang was filming. What do you think?" Said, this is Lin Jingyang, that Lin Jingyang who can shake off all the black material without filming, what happened? It's been filming for two fucking months, and there is no fart."

The tall man lit a cigarette and took a puff: "That's right. If you say that Lu Yang has nothing to do with it after two months of filming, you can still believe it. Lin Jingyang has nothing at all. What a hell."

The short man sighed: "Tell me, how did that Lin Jingyang, who was covered in black materials, become a saint? I won't talk about reading the script every day, and even bought gifts for the whole crew, and invited them to dinner. The group performers got together, and it took two months to shoot all of this stuff, and those who didn’t know about it when it was exposed thought we were whitewashing Lin Jingyang, hey, speaking of it, I also want to eat dumplings.”

The tall one looked at the opposite crew. Today's filming had just ended. Lin Jingyang was bowing to the staff and thanking the staff. The tall one took a puff of cigarette and said, as if asking himself a question: "You said... we took these two months to shoot Is it explosive enough to expose the things you know?"

The eyes of the two met, and after three seconds, they laughed at the same time: "How is that possible."

The short one sighed: "Lin Jingyang's reputation is much better now than before. Even if we expose this, it doesn't seem to have much impact. If it was Lin Jingyang before, it might be a bit of a splash." The short one spit: "Tell me about this Luo Qiong. It's been two months, and Lin Jingyang hasn't got her hands on it yet. If she got her hands on it sooner, we'd have gone back to work a long time ago, and we still need to stay here to suffer from the cold?"

The tall one put out the cigarette on the ground: "Don't be a fucking gay Lin Jingyang, Luo Qiong is so clingy, he looks like a female ghost."

The short man snorted, "If I had to look down on that girl, her eyes look like they grow on her nose, bah."

The tall one raised his head and said to the short one: "If you really can't get a picture of Lin Jingyang, let's take Luo Qiong as the top. Although the coffee is a bit small, it's better than nothing."

The short one didn't squeak.

The tall one asked doubtfully, "Old Liu?"

The short man was squatting in front of the camera looking at the camera with a shocked expression on his face.

The tall one frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

The short man turned his head in a daze: "Old Wang, it seems that this time I really got a big shot."

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