Sao Nian, draw your knife!

Dragons have inverted scales, and phoenixes have empty necks.

Zhou Dang scooped up two handfuls of water to wash his face, then grabbed a towel and put it on his forehead. He just went out with Chao Jin to visit his senior, but he called the wrong person.

He was restless, he knew it.

He knew the enemy was in the dark, especially he didn't know the motive of that person coming to him, scratching his heart and lungs in panic and anxiety.

Hearing the phone ring, Zhou Dang put the towel on the shelf and went out to answer the phone.

"Hello."

"Hey baby, do you like my present for you?"

Zhou Dang glanced at the unfamiliar number, and asked uncertainly, "Did you dial the wrong number?"

Are you in a relationship and can’t even remember your girlfriend’s phone number?Drag it out and cut it a hundred and eighty times.

"Didn't you receive the letter? Could it be that it hasn't been opened yet?"

In an instant, the blood flowed back and went straight to the forehead, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were finally vented. Zhou Dang punched the pillow and said viciously: "It's better to meet each other, sneaky is your style of acting ? Make it clear what you want to do."

"Well...it's not yet time, do you like the gift I gave you?"

"Hehe, if you have the guts to send it, don't you have the guts to leave an address. Leave an address and I'll give you a gift in return."

Guaranteed to return you a big surprise.

From elegiac couplets to wreaths and coins, a complete set of services are delivered to your door. I wish you a sweet and happy life.

"I thought you wanted to beat me to death, so I'll leave you my address next time."

Ha ha!

"But soon, wait a little longer, I will see you."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He dared to throw a stone with a diameter of at least one meter into the pool in Zhoudang. He didn't care how much water the stone hit. Say "he's coming".

You are in a fucking TV show.

Do I need a synopsis for the next episode?

Zhou Dang pulled back his right hand that was about to drop the phone, trying to make trouble with anyone or money.

The night was like water, and the February spring breeze blowing on his face really responded to the poem like scissors. Zhou Dang stuck his head out of the window and took a deep breath to comfort himself to calm down.

It was not long before the beginning of spring, and the weather had not yet warmed up, but the sound of insects was faintly heard.

"Do you think the deterrent effect of the death penalty is effective? Since ancient times, burning, killing and looting have been severely punished."

"I never felt the death penalty was a deterrent."

"why?"

"It's punishment. If one of the victim's family members and the perpetrator is chosen to survive, then the murderer will die. Otherwise, I'm sorry I've heard the saying for more than 20 years, 'Killer pays life, debts are paid back'."

In the summer of his senior year, when he was about to graduate, he and his roommates leaned on the school bench in the quiet night and discussed the issue of whether to abolish or not to die while being bitten by mosquitoes.

Of course not, why should the victim's family members accept that he will only suffer the lightest and lightest punishment before the victim seeks justice.

He ate well and slept well, and he didn't feel any pain on his body. After ten years, he was still him.

Why?

Zhou Dang now believes what the professional teacher said. The hatred will not disappear or even lessen. It will stay with the victim and family members for a lifetime. It will squeeze the victim again when the same incident happens next time. The society will copy the blame for the victim. The Holy Father and the Holy Mother are nothing more than generosity to others and self-criticism.

If the needle is not stuck in your own body, you will think that other people's pain is just exaggeration or pretending.

The fruit knife poked into the table with his slender fingers. Zhou Dang clapped his hands and closed the window to prepare for a rest.

……

Zhou Dang woke up early, and arrived at the set early with Zou Meng and Huang Mao holding the ponytail.

The makeup and costumes of this play strive to be highly restored. Although it is an overhead historical novel, this novel respects objective historical facts during the creation process, and the crew pursues to restore the novel.

After all, what book fans want is the plot of the original work, not the second creation of unrelated people.

Zhou Dang's face was covered at least two degrees by the make-up artist, together with his neck and hands. After the makeup was done, Zou Meng couldn't stop laughing, calling "true bronze man".

With the help of the staff, he put on the cross-collared right lapel gown and tidied up his wig. Zhou Dang got up and stepped towards the mirror. He often said that excellent props saved half of the play.

He is a little looking forward to the scene of galloping on the grassland.

"Genghis Khan, the proud generation of heaven, can only bend his bow and shoot big eagles." Su Luding is invincible in all battles.

Not far away, the director was chatting with Tuobacheng, who had put on makeup, and Zhou Dang was standing at the door waiting quietly. He had played a part in costume dramas before, and the short-lived servant and the minister who was dragged away shouting "Emperor" Unexpectedly, he would also have a day when he could act with his imagination on the set.

"elder brother."

"Well," Zhao Jin obviously just woke up with a face that couldn't wake up, Zhou Dang pointed inside, "Go and put on makeup."

Chao Jin wrapped around Zhou Dang's wig with his index finger, looked at Tuoba City and sighed, "When will I be able to play the leading role?"

I don't know who took the lead. It seems that if you don't star in a drama with a big hero and a big heroine, you won't be able to prove your status. Brokerage companies are rushing to grab resources for their own Xiaohua Xiaosheng.

"Haven't you acted already?"

It's okay for Zhou Dang not to mention the Lei drama, but Chao Jin is very upset when he mentions it.

Two days ago, this show was broadcast on a certain station, and the viewers, as expected, cut off the exaggerated expressions of him and the heroine to make gif and jpg emoticons.

It's not that he doesn't have fun with everyone, but that he doesn't want others to know someone named Chao Jin because of the emoji, and actors aren't known for their acting skills, because of the emoji? !

"Brother, you are mentioning my dark history."

"..."

I was wrong I shut up.

"I don't pursue high salary, I just want to stand at the highest place and hold the statuette for my family to see, but I'm really afraid that I won't be able to achieve it in my life."

"What do you think of the Baichu Award?"

Chao Jin frowned, isn't this famous? It used to have some gold content, but now it's almost a prize bought back by the company's strength, "Water."

"What's the point of this kind of award that relies on the blessing of the company and the sponsor? You can easily hold it in your hands, not to mention that people in the industry and even the audience know that this is a consolation prize filled with water, but it's not good at all. The high places are all far away, and you can spend your whole life pursuing them. If you catch them, you will be fine. If you can’t catch them, believe me, as long as you walk on this road, even if you can’t catch them, you will still be an excellent actor. Don’t worry. Fu, let's play the male lead first."

"Brother, you are my life mentor." Chao Jin leaned on Zhou Dang's back and swayed his neck. Sometimes life really depends on luck. When you first debuted, you can star in a campus web drama and meet many people who love him It's his luck to be a senior who reminds me.

"Brother, thank you for lighting up my life."

The two faces overlapped, and Zhou Dang froze for a moment when he seemed familiar, he seemed to be living more and more...

It's almost hard to tell who I am.

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Irresponsible Little Theater

Zhou Dang: I punctured the hotel table, as if I was going to lose money (Looking at the sky from a distance)

Mr. Zhang: Is the table made of paper?

Zhou·360 Degree Invincible Counseling·Dang: ...Isn't it?