On a dim street corner, a young man in a suit was holding a hard, cold steamed bun and kept stuffing it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging with the steamed bun. Fortunately, he looks delicate, even if he looks so embarrassed, he doesn't look ugly, it only makes people sympathize with his bitterness and despair.
Maybe God thought he wasn't embarrassed enough. At this moment, it suddenly started to rain. The young man hurriedly shrank to an eaves that could hide from the rain, and hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of the steamed bun into his mouth, and the water dripped down his cheek. , I don't know if it was rain, sweat, or the tears he couldn't hold back from the grievances.
"Okay, let's make up two more shots, and we're done!"
As soon as the director called to stop and the sprinkler was turned off, the crew assistant quickly walked towards the wet actor.
"Mr. Li, spit the steamed buns into the garbage bag..." Before the crew assistant could finish speaking, he saw Li Zhao's mouth moving and actually swallowed the shriveled steamed buns prepared by the crew.
His footsteps froze. Although their crew was poor, they still had enough of their lunch boxes.
"Thank you, it's fine." Li Zhao stood still, took two sips of the warm water handed by the crew assistant, and waited for the stylist to come over to fix the shape for him, so as not to worry about the details when making up the scene.
"You're welcome." The crew assistant laughed dryly, took the cup from Li Zhao's hand, and retreated to the director's side.
The director was sitting on a stool with some lame legs, holding a palm-sized plastic fan in his hand, and hula-la fanning. The words "infertility" were looming on the fan's surface along with his fanning movements.
A crew that exudes a poor vibe from head to toe, and even the fans they usually use are free fans from street advertisements.
"Li Zhao did a good job just now, Director Liu, why don't you want to give them a chicken leg at noon tomorrow." The assistant director walked over to Director Liu and sat down, looking at the shot just now.
Liu Dao touched his chubby belly and smiled: "What's so delicious about chicken legs? Young people, only with a hard and simple style can make more contributions to the future of the motherland."
"Just die." The assistant director looked around and whispered in Director Liu's ear, "It's almost Song Yu's part, he hasn't finished his look yet?"
Director Liu slammed the plastic fan a few times: "I'll let the field manager rush it."
He couldn't afford to offend the actors arranged by the employer's father.
Song Yu already has a little reputation in the circle. Originally, the crew designated him as the male lead, and even signed the contract. Who knew that when the film was about to start, he suddenly expressed that he did not want to play the male lead and wanted to challenge the role of the male second.
The role of the second male has a fart challenge, isn't it handsome, rich, gentle, and obsessed with the heroine
In other idol dramas, this kind of role may be the standard configuration of the male lead, but their crew is different from those coquettish bitches outside. Other dramas are a combination of prince and Cinderella, but they are a combination of princess and gray boy.
The domineering and rich heroine is also a good match for the hard-working and persevering little white-flowered hero.
It's a pity that Director Liu himself is useless no matter how satisfied he is with this role. Song Yu is determined to play the role of the second male lead. He chose the role of the second male lead. .
What a backbone director Liu is, so when he heard that Song Yu asked the employer's father to invest several million more, he agreed on the spot.
In the circle, there are many actors who ask the employer's father to spend money to give him a rank, but it is rare for actors to spend money to lower his rank.
Sure enough, he has been in the circle for a long time, and there are all kinds of strange things.
As a director, the most important thing is to be open-minded. No matter what Song Yu's plan was, he was acting as Song Yu doing charity for the crew anyway.
After the reshoots, Li Zhao wiped the water off his face and walked outside the venue to find that many staff members were not very good-looking. He glanced around and didn't see Song Yu's figure. The female protagonist was playing games while leaning on the lounge chair with her mobile phone, and almost wrote the words "It has nothing to do with me" on her face.
He shook the water off his clothes and wrapped himself in a dry towel. Fortunately, it is summer to film winter dramas, not summer ones in winter, otherwise he would be frozen on the spot.
As a male lead, but the coffee position is the lowest rookie in the starring team. When it comes to dragging the scene, Li Zhao's mood is very stable. Anyway, just pay for the filming.
"Mr. Li, sit down and rest for a while. Teacher Song will be here soon."
The assistant of the crew looked at Li Zhao sympathetically. The next scene was Song Yu and Li Zhao's rivalry. Li Zhao, who was drenched all over, was sitting here waiting for Song Yu to come to film, which was a bit bullying.
Their crew is poor, and the male lead actor is also poor. The dignified male lead role. He eats the boxed lunch every day, and his life is more frugal than the group performance. There is not even an assistant by his side, only an agent comes to see it every three to five he.
Tonight has been filming for nearly six hours. For the effect of filming, Li Zhao deliberately skipped dinner. From noon to now, he has eaten a few bites of the dry steamed buns used in filming. At this moment Song Yu can't come, the crew can't stop work, and Li Zhao can only wait.
Facing the expression "Although I sympathize with you, I can do nothing" on the assistant's face, Li Zhao lay down on the chair, wrapped the blanket and began to close his eyes.
Within five minutes of lying down, I heard an attentive greeting.
"Mr. Song is here. Good evening, Mr. Song."
"Mr. Song, the water has just been sprinkled here, and the ground is a little slippery, please be careful with your feet."
Hearing the movement, Li Zhao opened his eyes and met Song Yu's gaze. Song Yu paused for a moment, then raised his chin, and walked proudly in front of Li Zhao.
Li Zhao raised his eyebrows, not taking Song Yu's attitude to heart. Since the filming of this drama, Song Yu has rarely looked at him directly, and even if he looked at him directly, there was a little pity and contempt in his eyes.
The fact that he suspected that he was poor was known by the entire crew.
"Li Zhao goes to prepare, we will go to the next game in ten minutes." Director Liu yawned and greeted Li Zhao to enter the arena.
Li Zhao threw down the blanket, walked to the camera, and asked the makeup artist to touch up his makeup while waiting for Song Yu's stand-in to help Song Yu find the perfect camera.
When the filming officially started, Song Yu interrupted the filming several times for various reasons.
Going back to the dressing room to remove makeup, Li Zhao heard a makeup assistant whispering scolding Song Yu for being too busy, but when Song Yu's assistant brought a late-night snack, everyone in the dressing room was all smiles and could not see the slightest impatient.
"Mr. Li, Brother Song heard that you didn't eat tonight, so I specially asked me to prepare some more food for you." The assistant handed the large food box to Li Zhao and said with a smile, "After you finish eating, rest early. ."
"Thank you." Li Zhao took the lunch box and opened the lid to see that there was a cup of milk tea, two cakes, and a fragrant barbecue. He took a deep breath of the aroma of supper and took a sip of the milk tea.
That's the main reason why he never complained that Song Yu made him stay up late to film.
Although Song Yu loves to be late, plays big names, and has ordinary acting skills, he is generous.
As long as Song Yu was on the set, he never stopped eating late at night, rounding up to the nearest half. This is half of his parents. Who would think that his parents are not good
The makeup artist who removed Li Zhao's makeup looked at the contents of the lunch box and hesitated. Especially when she saw that Li Zhao really drank the milk tea into her stomach, she couldn't help sighing.
Mr. Li, you can have a snack.
Song Yu, that scheming man, wants to feed your delicate little face!
In the room, Song Yu saw the assistant coming back and immediately asked, "Have Li Zhao eaten those things?"
The assistant nodded: "eat."
"That's good." Song Yu showed a satisfied smile on his face. If he eats at this speed, Li Zhao will definitely gain a lot of weight. When this drama is launched and attracts the attention of the audience, everyone will see a man who is not looking, and who is full of weight. Who would still be fans of such an artist
"Song Ge, Li Zhao's company has no resources and no connections, and there is no one behind him to support him. It is impossible to threaten your status. Why should we spend so much effort on dealing with him?" The assistant did not understand, Song Ge Since he is afraid of Li Zhao, why give up the role of the male lead to him
"What do you know?!" Song Yu lowered his eyelids to hide his guilty conscience. A few months ago, he dreamed that he had taken over the male lead of a low-budget web drama. The crew was poor and broken, and after he received the script, he didn't play it with all his heart. Unexpectedly, after the show was broadcast, it became popular on the Internet, and many actors became popular. In particular, the role of the second male has become popular all over the Internet. Only the male protagonist he played, because of his poor personality, was not only poor but also stubborn, which aroused the disgust of many audiences. Some people even went to the crew official to scold the female protagonist who liked the male protagonist and did not like the second male lead. He was blind. The screenwriter is blindly writing the plot and so on.
After waking up from the dream, he didn't take it seriously. Who knew that within two days, someone handed the script to him, and the content of the script was exactly the same as in his dream.
He suddenly understood that maybe this was a chance God gave him. So he had to trample Li Zhao to death before he emerged to eliminate this threat.
As soon as Li Zhao returned to his room with the unfinished supper, he received a video call from his manager Zhang Xiaoyuan.
"Li Zhao, why are you eating again?" Zhang Xiaoyuan saw Li Zhao sitting cross-legged on the bed, nibbling on roasted pig trotters, the blood vessels in his forehead began to throb.
"I've been filming for more than ten hours today, but I didn't have time to eat. Fortunately, Brother Song was invited." Li Zhao wiped off the oil from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes turned into a crescent moon with a smile: "You also know that I can't grow flesh by eating alone. quality, and you don’t have to worry about gaining weight.”
"I don't need to worry about you gaining weight, but I'm afraid that you will develop the habit of eating late-night snacks in the future, and you will be poor after no one treats you." Seeing Li Zhao stretch out his hand to another skewer, Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help it. He swallowed his saliva and said solemnly, "Zhao, brother, I want to tell you something bad."
"What's the matter?" Li Zhao looked up at the camera of the phone.
"Our company closed down, and the boss ran away with the proprietress. In other words, we are unemployed." After saying this, Zhang Xiaoyuan saw that Li Zhao didn't respond with the skewer, so he couldn't help but ask, "You... don't feel anything. ?"
"Oh?" Li Zhao blinked, deeply regretting that.
The two looked at the camera of the phone like this, and said nothing to each other.
After a long time, Li Zhao saw that Zhang Xiaoyuan's expression was too dignified, so he comforted: "Brother Xiaoyuan, don't be too sad. Why don't you come to our crew to have a meal first? Brother Song will give us extra meals every now and then, can we save it? Reduce meal costs."
Although eating and drinking is a bit shameless, what's the use of keeping your face in order to eat and drink well
Fortunately, in their poor crew, there is also a generous Song brother, so lucky.
The author has something to say: Song Yu: Don't talk, I want to be quiet.
I watched the sky at night and found that it is suitable to open a pit and plant it, so I wrote it. The tone of the full text is warm + relaxed, I wish you a happy reading.