Hanging the costume on the garment ironing machine, Zhang Xiaole was pulling the sleeve with his left hand and holding the iron in his right, helping Bai Qingyan to iron the costume.
Seeing the little guy start working, with a serious and focused profile, Wang He smiled, and walked to the other side. "Xiao Le, do you need help?"
Hearing someone calling her name, Zhang Xiaole raised her head and saw Wang He walking over. "Oh, no, no need, Brother Wang, I'll fix it in a while!"
"It's okay, anyway, I have nothing to do right now!" Wang He took another hanging ironing machine beside him, and helped Zhang Xiaole iron the costumes together.
"Brother Wang, that, that..." Looking at Wang He who was helping him iron his clothes, Zhang Xiaole opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Wang He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party suspiciously.
"Song, Brother Song, are you not unhappy?" Looking at Wang He, Zhang Xiaole asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Wang He was stunned. "Unhappy? Why are you unhappy? Did you offend him?" Although Zhang Xiaole didn't say it clearly, the expression was too obvious. Wang He knew something was wrong when he saw the guilty expression on the other side.
"I, I accidentally bumped into Brother Song just now!" Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole was very depressed.
Looking at the embarrassed little guy, Wang He shook his head helplessly. "Are you worried that if you bump into Second Young Master, he will trouble you?"
"Brother Wang, I, I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't do it on purpose. Can you intercede for me?" Looking at Wang He pleadingly, Zhang Xiaole begged pitifully.
Looking at Zhang Xiaole's nervous appearance, Wang He smiled. "Don't think our second young master is so stingy, okay? He won't bother with you for such a trivial matter!" He said so, but in his heart, Wang He also felt a little strange, why did the second young master let Where do I come to approach this Zhang Xiaole? Er Shao is not a caring person, everyone is in the same crew, even if Zhang Xiaole bumped into him recklessly and knocked him down, he shouldn't take it to heart? But why should I come close to this little guy? Regarding this, Wang He still couldn't figure it out!
"Really, really?" Looking at Wang He, Zhang Xiaole asked uncertainly.
"Of course it's true, how could I lie to you?" Looking at the worried Zhang Xiaole, Wang He said with a smile.
"Oh!" Hearing this, Zhang Xiaole felt a little relieved.
"Don't worry, Er Shao is not the kind of person who cares about everything. Besides, he is very easy-going and easy to get along with. He won't do anything to you just because of such a trivial matter." Looking at the little guy who was still very worried, Wang He smiled and comforted the other party.
"Oh, that's good, that's good!" Nodding repeatedly, Zhang Xiaole quickly agreed.
After helping Zhang Xiaole to iron the clothes, Wang He left without following Zhang Xiaole all the time. One, he is afraid that he will always follow others and make them feel disgusted, and two, he is the assistant of the second young master. Although the second young master has a good temper, he, as an assistant, can't fish during working hours
In the afternoon, the fight between Bai Qingyan and Chu Yang was filmed. Wang He, as Chu Yang's assistant, had to carefully check the steel wire for hanging the wire and some corresponding props to avoid any accidents. .
Compared to the busy Wang He, Zhang Xiaole is more leisurely. Because Bai Qingyan has two assistants, one is Zhang Xiaole and the other is Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming is about the same age as Wang He, and they are both experienced assistants. Just an errand and odd job!
After the filming started, Wang He touched Zhang Xiaole again, and handed over a bottle of mineral water with a smile. "Drink some water!"
"Ah, thank you, Brother Wang!" Zhang Xiaole smiled and thanked Wang He for the mineral water.
Seeing Zhang Xiaole drinking the mineral water he handed over, Wang He smiled. "Xiao Le, which university did you graduate from? How old are you this year?"
"I, I'm twenty-two this year. I haven't gone to college, and I'm an orphan." Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole felt a little inferior.
"Sorry!" Lowering his head, three black lines were drawn across the corners of Wang He's forehead, and he said to himself: This is really a mistake when I asked something that people didn't want to mention at the beginning of the chat!
"No, it's okay!" Shaking her head, Zhang Xiaole didn't mind.
"Then, do you like the job of assistant?" After thinking for a while, Wang He asked again.
"It's okay, but what I like most is being a hairdresser! Helping others cut hair!" Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole smiled. There was a bit of joy on the little face.
"Oh? If you like being a hairdresser, why do you still work as an assistant?" Wang He didn't quite understand this.
"I, I was adopted by Brother Bai very early, and later, I became his assistant!" Zhang Xiaole's smile collapsed when he said this. The joy just now was obviously overshadowed by the gloomy gloom.
"Sorry, I seem to have said the wrong thing again. It seems that I am not a person who can chat!" Touching his nose, Wang He, who usually asked himself very social, had to say that he was really confused. Clear the child's pulse!
However, even with these few short chats, Wang He was not in vain. First, he knew that Zhang Xiaole was an orphan, never went to college, and had some low self-esteem in his bones. Second, he felt that although Zhang Xiaole was Bai Qingyan's assistant, he didn't seem to like Bai Qingyan's employer very much. When he mentioned this person, the expression on his face was obviously not right. And thirdly, he knew that Bai Qingyan once adopted Zhang Xiaole, and made him his assistant regardless of the other party's wishes.
"No, no, it's not your fault, it's because I'm stupid and can't speak!" Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaole hastily retorted.
"The filming is over, let's go and have a look!" Seeing that the previous filming was over, Wang He spoke first.
"Well, good!" Nodding, Zhang Xiaole walked over with Wang He.
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A few days later, at night.
Zhang Xiaole walked into Bai Qingyan's bedroom cautiously.
Seeing Zhang Xiaole walking in, Bai Qingyan, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, stood up and pulled him over. Raising your hand is two mouths.
"Brother Bai!" Zhang Xiaole called out pitifully after being dizzy from the beating.
"You slut, you're so flirtatious when you see a man, don't you?" Pulling Zhang Xiaole's arm angrily, Bai Qingyan pushed the man on the chair, took out the rope in the room, and said nothing Said and tied the person to the chair.
"Brother Bai, don't, don't..." Looking at the whip in the man's hand, Zhang Xiaole shrugged in fear, begging hastily.
"Hmph, don't you have the ability to show off? Don't you think I can't satisfy you? I'll make you comfortable tonight!" As he said, Bai Qingyan shook off the whip in his hand and gave Zhang Xiaole a meal on the chair Crazy!
"Well, well, I was wrong, I was wrong Brother Bai, please forgive me, forgive me, Brother Bai!" His body was covered in blood, and his shirt was torn. Zhang Xiaole hurriedly cried and begged for mercy.
After venting, Bai Qingyan was also exhausted. He directly put the whip in his hand on the ground, and pinched Zhang Xiaole's chin. A pair of fierce eyes looked into the eyes of the other party full of fear. "Listen to me, stay away from that Wang He, if you dare to flirt outside again. I'll kill you!"
"I, I don't, Brother Wang and I are just ordinary friends!"
Hearing this, Bai Qingyan pulled Zhang Xiaole's hair in annoyance, and slammed Zhang Xiaole's head against the wall. "Stop talking back to me, tell you to stay away from him, and stay away from him."
"Well, I know, I know Brother Bai!" Enduring the headache, Zhang Xiaole responded repeatedly.
Seeing Zhang Xiaole obediently lowering his head, Bai Qingyan was satisfied, and immediately untied the rope that bound Zhang Xiaole. Throwing Zhang Xiaole covered in blood onto his bed...
The next day, the filming was a literary play in the morning. Seeing Chu Yang filming in the front, Wang He started to fish in the back. After searching for a long time among a group of people, Wang He finally found the hiding place. Zhang Xiaole in the corner.
"Why are you here alone?" Walking over, Wang He looked at Zhang Xiaole with a smile.
"Ah, Brother Wang!" Seeing Wang He, Zhang Xiaole greeted Wang He with a smile. In fact, through the past few days of getting along, he quite liked chatting with Brother Wang. I would also like to have a friend. However, he knew that Bai Qingyan would never allow such a luxury.
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? I don't think you look well?" Seeing Zhang Xiaole's pale face, Wang He couldn't help but frowned. For some reason, he always felt that Xiao Le looked particularly haggard today.
"Ah, no, it's nothing, I, I'm going to the warehouse to help Brother Bai get the props, I'm leaving first!" Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaole walked away.
I got whipped last night and got beaten three times by that bastard. When he got out of bed this morning, his whole body hurt. Walking is strenuous. However, he dared not tell others. He also has no one to confide in, in his world there is only boundless darkness and that bastard. Nothing else. After living for twenty-two years, he has no friends, no social circle of his own, he hasn't even studied in university, only has a primary school degree, and he is almost half illiterate! To be alive is tantamount to suffering for him.
Seeing Zhang Xiaole leaving in a hurry, Wang He was stunned. I thought: what happened to Xiaole today? Why do you feel like you are hiding from yourself on purpose? Shaking his head, Wang He felt that he might be thinking too much.
After that, I didn't see Zhang Xiaole all morning, and I didn't see anyone even at lunch. This made Wang He feel very strange, so after lunch, Wang He took advantage of the break and ran to the warehouse to look for Zhang Xiaole.
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