The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

On the edge of the cold and windy cliff, a snow-white shadow stood on it, as light as a cloud.The man was tall and tall, but he looked thin because of the strong wind. He stepped on the last stone on the cliff and was precarious.

rumbling...  

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came from the mountain road behind him, like the drumbeat on the battlefield, which made people beat their hearts after hearing it.After the bang approached, it gradually stopped, and at a distance of [-] steps behind the man in white, three hovering horses stood in a row, and the leader drew his sword and shouted:

"Thief! Catch him without a fight!"

The man in white standing on the top of the cliff finally reacted. He looked back with contempt in his eyes:

"You should call me, Your Highness the Ninth Prince."

"Absurd! You defected to the bandit leader, committed evil deeds, and almost killed the princess! If you don't obediently follow me back to be judged by the king, how dare you utter wild words here!"

His Highness Ninth Prince didn't seem to hear what he said, and he didn't seem to care about it at all. He glanced at the three of them lightly, and his contempt was stronger than before.

"Based on the three of you, do you still want to do anything to me?"

As soon as the words fell, a piece of gravel flew out of his sleeve, and the throat of the man on the left was pierced, and he fell off the horse.

The leader saw that he still had the strength to resist, so he jumped up and stepped on the saddle, and rushed over with his sword.His Highness the Ninth Prince turned sideways to avoid the sword, then quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed at his neck.There was only a cry of pain, and this person had already been knocked off the cliff by His Highness Ninth Prince.

The other person also flew forward, but was knocked down by His Highness Nine with three moves.Before he died, he stared at this devil-like person, and said viciously:

"Your Majesty will send heavy troops to hunt you down! You can't escape!"

His Highness Ninth Prince didn't show any expression, he swung his hand holding the dagger and cut the man's throat.

The bloody fights come and go in a hurry, like the fine snow that has just been sprinkled on the mountain, disappearing in an instant when the sun shines.

His Highness Jiu stood up slowly, looking at the surging clouds in the distance, with his head tilted.There was clearly no expression on his face, but amidst the bleak wind, one could see a strong loneliness suddenly.

This is a person who comes and goes very lonely, even if he just showed his talents, no one will applaud him-this is a person who has come to the end of his life at a young age.

"Escape..."

His thin lips parted slightly, his slack eyes moved, as if he remembered all the things in his previous life, and a tear fell from his left eye.But it wasn't sad, let alone wronged, no emotion could be seen from that stunning face, but this drop of emotionless tears burned a hole in people's hearts.

"My life is not up to others."

The camera circled behind him, getting farther and farther away, until he could only see his hand raising the dagger and the splash of scarlet blood.

The next moment, the white figure disappeared on the edge of the cliff, like a cloud blown to pieces by the wind.

In this world, no one knows that he has been here.

"CUT!" He Beiquan choked up and picked up the walkie-talkie, slowing down, "OK, this one is over."

Instead of continuing to shoot according to the schedule, he turned his chair to face the wall, covering his face and weeping.

"Director, what happened just now?"

Fu Ling, whose collar was stained with artificial blood, came over to ask if he needed another pair, even though he had shouted just now.

Zhang Shuping gave him a thumbs up, and then pointed to He Beiquan who was brought into the mood by Fu Ling and hadn't recovered yet:

"Look at Xiao He's reaction, what do you think?"

Then he patted Fu Ling's shoulder firmly twice, nodded, "Fu Ling, it's very good."

...............

Since Fu Ling's state broke out that day, there has been a saying in the crew that "Fu Ling will be angry".Gradually, some supporting actors took the script to Fu Ling to discuss and study the emotions of the characters together, and some people asked Fu Ling for advice, wanting to see if the acting method he designed was reasonable.

"Well, I'm not that kind of old artist, so my suggestion is definitely not the best. So I'll just say my opinion, how to act, or leave it to you to decide, how about it?"

Despite what he said, there was an endless stream of people looking for him.

After all, he was someone Zhang Shuping praised, so how bad could it be?

"Brother Ling, aren't you very powerful now?"

Fu Da is still very proud to see his Ling brother is so popular, he even fantasizes every night, the scene where Fu Ling is sitting on a high stage, and the fans in the audience are waiting in a long line for autographs.

"I'm not that good. It's just because of Mr. Zhang that everyone saw that scene. In fact, if you give it to someone else, your performance may not be worse than mine."

Fu Ling was still awake.

Fu Da gave full play to his rainbow fart skills:

"But they are not as good as you. Your performance is the best. If it were someone else, no matter who it was, it wouldn't work."

"That's what you think."

"Hey, that's enough for me to think so. I don't care what others think. Anyway, in my heart, Brother Ling is irreplaceable."

Fu Da said these words every day, but Fu Ling didn't bother him at the beginning, but the more he listened to him later on, the more pleasant it became.Even if Fu Da didn't say it one day, he had to remind him in a different way.

But, rainbow fart belongs to rainbow fart, if he really goes out with the way Fu Da evaluated him, he probably will offend everyone in a short time.There are so many capable people in the entertainment industry, almost as many as there are stars in the sky.Even casually screening them is completely threatening to him.

"Ms. Zhang showed me the script, and it was a little different from what I thought."

This night, Fu Ling was a little insomnia, pulling Fu Da to feel his life.

Fu Ling was willing to take the initiative to chat with him, and Fu Da was of course elated, so he hurried over cooperatively:

"Why is it different?"

Fu Ling pouted: "Teacher Zhang prefers me to play the third male role, but to be honest, that role is quite good, but the second male role is what attracts me more."

Fu Da felt that the second male lead was not good enough, "I think Brother Ling's strength can play the first male lead."

"Tsk, why are you bragging and bragging addicted?"

"I'm telling the truth..."

"Now your brother and I are not even ranked high in the TV drama circle, let alone the movie circle. Mr. Zhang is willing to find me, and I have accumulated it with my personality that has never won an award in 24 years. .Why do you have to make an inch and go to Xiaoxiang's male lead?"

"I just like Brother Ling playing the leading role. I like the way everyone's eyes are on you, shining brightly."

"I know, but you also have to see if I like it or not, and whether you can fight for it, right?"

After this period of time, Fu Ling's temper has improved a lot. He can still patiently explain this kind of words that definitely made him impatient before.

"Brother Ling, do you like this male number two?" Fu Da finally grasped the point of Fu Ling - like it.

Fu Ling nodded, and added: "I like it very much. His personality and life experience are all very attractive to me. So, even if there is no salary, I will fight for it."

Fu Da sat up from the bed, very motivated: "Then, since Brother Ling likes it, go and act, and I will support you."

"But I don't know if Teacher Zhang has already decided on someone. If that's the case, I can only play the male number three."

After reading the script, Fu Ling began to understand what Zhang Shuping said, cooperation is a process of mutual selection.Indeed, the director has to choose the actor he thinks is suitable, and the actor has to choose the character he likes. If the two parties reach a consensus, the effect will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

"Brother Ling, have you promised the director that you will play the male number three?"

"That's not true, it's just that Mr. Zhang told me that he wanted me to play the male number three."

Fu Da's eyes rolled around, "Since this is the case, Brother Ling, let's call the director and see if we can get it?"

This can be regarded as a method. Sometimes it is better to hit a straight ball at the beginning and directly express the idea of ​​wanting to fight for the role after trying again and again.

However, regarding this rare opportunity, Fu Ling still has some concerns:

"Let me think about it again. It's not appropriate to bother the director directly. And if someone decides on the role, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

The two were chatting, and it was already nine o'clock before they knew it.He still has Fu Ling to play in the early morning, so he plans to go to bed early.

"Sleep first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

He got up to go to the bathroom so as not to run again at night.But he walked into the bathroom, and just as he lifted the toilet lid, he heard Fu Da in the bedroom say:

"Hello? Is it Teacher Zhang Shuping? I'm Fu Da, brother Ling's bodyguard."

Fu Ling was so scared that she pulled up her pants and ran over, just waiting for the second sentence of Fu Da's words:

"Good evening, teacher too! Umm, that's right, I just want to ask you for something. I want to ask, is the male number two confirmed for the movie you were looking for Brother Ling?"

Fu Da's straightforwardness was completely beyond imagination.If it wasn't for his current IQ problem, Fu Ling would really throw him out of the window!

"What are you doing!" Fu Ling scolded him in a low voice, "What are you doing so late!"

Fu Da raised his index finger very maturely, hissed silently, and continued to talk to the person on the phone:

"Haven't decided on an actor yet? That's good, good, good~"

Fu Da quickly asked about the result, and he happily rolled his eyes at Fu Ling, overjoyed.

Zhang Shuping on the opposite side probably guessed the ins and outs of the matter, and said to him with a smile:

"Is Fu Ling by your side? Ask him to answer the phone."

"Hey! Okay! But Teacher Zhang, I want to trouble you with something first."

"Tell me."

"That's right, can you say something nice for me later? I made this call behind Brother Ling's back when he was going to the toilet. I'm afraid he will scold me."

The author has something to say: Fu Da's straightforwardness is beyond imagination!