Mr. President's Little Banana [Entertainment]

When it was Xiao Jiao's turn to apply makeup, the makeup artist glanced at him and was startled, "Little handsome guy, did you make a mistake? You're not playing this role, are you?"

Xiao Jiao hurriedly said: "That's right, the assistant director surnamed Zhang just now asked me to act."

"It's too wasteful for you to act like a corpse!" the makeup artist murmured, "Then no one looks as good as you."

The room was too noisy, Xiao Jiao couldn't hear clearly, even if he heard clearly, he wouldn't have any opinion, if he could act and get money, that's already good, he didn't dare to ask for anything else.

The make-up artist took pity on his face and didn't give him any messy and terrible wounds. He just sprayed a little plasma on his forehead, letting the blood meander down the snow-white and clean side face, the contrast was very sharp.

After a large group of people put on their make-up, someone led them out of the film and television city, boarded a few large open trucks, and rumbled like pulling pigs to the location - a mess at the foot of the mountain on the other side of Xiaoqingshan. Shi Gang.

A few people were setting the scene, lighting a few piles of fire on the rocky hillock, creating the effect of beacon smoke, and throwing a few broken guns and rotten knives scattered on the ground.A flag was planted on a small mound, and the flag was burnt to pieces.

After setting up the scene, laying the camera track and lighting, and debugging back and forth for a long time, it took almost an hour before an assistant director shouted with a loudspeaker: "The corpses are in their positions! Don't pile them up! Spread them out!"

Hundreds of "corpses" went to Luanshigang according to the words, and each found a place to lie down in disorder.

"The corpses are lying too evenly! Be more natural and disorganized! Don't spread your arms and legs all over the place! You must die creatively, and your body must be distorted! Do you understand distorted?!"

The assistant director stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes, struggling to form a twist-like shape.

The "corpses" adjusted their limbs again, lying on their stomachs and lying on their backs, trying to put on creative twisted forms.

Xiao Jiao saw other people dying in various ways, and couldn't think of any more special death, so he could only curl up dryly in a mountain depression with a lot of weeds, so that his death would not be so conspicuous.

"Okay, just lie down and don't move around!" The assistant director waved his hand after seeing that it was almost done.

The scene is recorded, and the photography starts shooting at the same time with several different camera positions.

The preparation process for this scene was rather cumbersome, but the actual filming was relatively simple, and there was no need to show any acting skills. It was only because a few people moved after being bitten by insects that they NGed twice, and the third pass was over.

Xiao Jiao was also bitten by a few ants, and several places on his body were a little itchy, but he remembered the lesson from the filming of "Secret History of the West Palace" the day before, so he resisted not moving, and waited for the director to say "OK" before he got up and scratched his head Beat the ants on your body.

During the third pass, the director was checking the shooting effect on the monitor, and accidentally saw a shot, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

The assistant director asked, "Is there a problem?"

The director waved his hand, "It's okay, that's it."

After this scene was filmed, a large group of people got on the big truck and were pulled back to the film and television city.

Today's sun is very poisonous. A group of men lay on the hillside under the sun for a long time, all of them were sweating, their faces were covered with artificial plasma, and their image was horrible. Take a bath and change clothes in a poorly equipped shower room.Xiao Jiao naturally couldn't snatch these people away, so he stood outside and waited.

At this time, someone passed by him, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and stared at his face with a shocked expression: "How did you make such a ghost? There is so much blood on your head?!"

"Second Young Master, hello." Xiao Jiao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled with eyebrows crooked, "I'm fine, the blood on my head is fake, I just came back from filming a scene."

Yuan Shaojun, wearing a baseball cap with a face mask and oversized sunglasses: "...how do you know it's mine?"

He is really stupid, this guy is in the film and television city, and he is wearing a military uniform from the period of the Anti-Japanese War. Not far away, a crew with a sign of "Beauty in the Beacon Fire" is shooting a scene of street fighting, and the actors in it are covered in blood. It's the same as Xiao Jiao's, it's the effect of makeup, of course it can't be the real injury and bleeding.

However, Xiao Jiao's ability to recognize him at a glance still surprised him.In order to cover up the wound on his face and avoid meeting acquaintances, he was specially armed when he went out. Aunt Fang said that even his elder brother couldn't see it.

Could this little banana know him better than Yuan Yizheng?

Xiao Jiao took it for granted: "Your height, shape, walking posture and the smell of your body are easy to recognize."

Under the mask, Yuan Shaojun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It seems that this little banana has done a lot of homework in order to get close to him. He has studied all kinds of postures and tastes, so he is really not ashamed.

Xiao Jiao asked in turn, "Second Young Master, how is your injury?"

Yuan Shaojun raised his chest subconsciously, "What do you think?"

After Uncle Xiang's massage last night, he is much better today. After lying at home for a long time, he was really bored, so he drove out by himself for a drive. It's really a coincidence that it's Xiaojiao.

"It's fine." Xiao Jiao smiled again, and Yuan Er Shao's eyes dazzled for a while with his neat little white teeth.

Yuan Shaojun couldn't help asking: "What role do you play in this Anti-Japanese War film?"

Xiao Jiao said: "Play a corpse that was shot to death in a war."

Yuan Shaojun: "..."

The day before yesterday, he was killed by a dart as soon as he appeared on the stage, and today he was a soldier who was shot in the head. How can he play some unlucky roles? Doesn't this guy feel panicked?

Moreover, how much money can you earn by acting in such a small role?Can I have a meal in a restaurant?

While talking, the group performers who played the corpse came out of the shower room one after another, Xiao Jiao was the only one left outside, and he said: "Second Young Master, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to take a shower first!" After speaking, he hugged Xiao Jiao. He ran into the shower with his clothes on.

Yuan Shaojun had nothing to do anyway, so he sat down on a lounge chair under a camphor tree nearby, and watched the filming of "The Beacon Lady" leisurely.

More than ten minutes later, he saw Xiao Jiao coming out wearing the familiar white T-shirt and jeans, with wet hair, and Xiao Jiao found that Yuan Shaojun was looking in his direction, so he walked briskly over to greet him : "Second Young Master, you are still here."

Yuan Shaojun looked at his cheeks that looked like shelled eggs after washing and his short hair that was still dripping, and swallowed unconsciously, "Yeah, it's too hot, so hide here in the shade."

"Oh."

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!"

Someone nearby yelled suddenly, and brought down two baskets of steamed buns and a bucket of cabbage soup from a tricycle, and shouted to the extras: "Everyone has two steamed buns and a bowl of soup, come and cook by yourself!"

Hundreds of men swooped up like starved ghosts reincarnated, pushing each other and almost causing a stampede.

Yuan Shaojun was terrified when he saw it, and subconsciously grabbed Xiao Jiao's slender wrist, who was also about to step forward, and dragged him aside.

Is this guy stupid? With such a small body, it's no wonder he won't be squeezed into pieces of paper when he goes up.

After a while, the crowd dispersed, and there was only a crooked steamed bun left in the basket, and the tin bucket was overturned, and there was not a drop of soup left in it.

Fortunately, there is one left. Even if you don’t have enough to eat, you can still fill your stomach, which is better than having nothing to eat at all.Xiao Jiao secretly rejoiced that he stepped forward to pick up the steamed buns from the basket, turned around and saw Yuan Shaojun staring at his hand, and asked hesitantly, "Second Young Master, haven't you eaten lunch? Do you want to share half of it with you?"

Yuan Shaojun: "...No need, you can eat by yourself."

It's not a question of whether he ate lunch or not. Even if he hasn't eaten for three days, he still can't share a lousy bun with this guy.

Having said that, how could this little banana get into such a miserable situation, it was really blinding that face for nothing.Even if he used one-tenth of the scheming he used on himself to deal with others, he wouldn't be reduced to this point - no, no!

When he thought of Xiao Jiao's nude courteousness to other people, he felt awkward and terrified. This kind of unsightly and degrading thing should be cast aside and should be resolutely stopped. How could he still have this idea? Isn't it encouraging The unhealthy tendencies in the society are really inappropriate.

Xiao Jiao didn't know that Yuan Ershao was so entangled with just a steamed bun, and he gnawed on it when he told him not to, but almost rolled his eyes because it was too dry.

He was ashamed to ask the crew for water, so he had no choice but to buy a bottle of pure water for three yuan at the canteen next door, and then drank most of the bottle in one go.

Hey, the human body is delicate, drinking water is really expensive and troublesome, if it is in the shape of a tree, you can drink it without any scruples, and this is the only fly in the ointment in comparison.

Because the main body is a plant, Xiao Jiao needs to drink a lot of water every day to maintain his body functions, so he would drink a lot of water from the tube before going out.But in the weather like now, drinking once a day is definitely not enough, and you have to add water in the middle.

Yuan Shaojun watched him drink water with his head up, his slender and fair neck bent into a beautiful arc, his delicate Adam's apple slid up and down like some naughty little animal, and after drinking, he stretched out a little red tip of his tongue to lick it. He licked the water stains on his lips, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth. He also licked his lips and said, "I'm thirsty too, but I didn't bring any money when I came out today. Can you buy me a bottle of water?"

He didn't bring any money, he only had a card on him, but it seemed a bit nondescript to go to the canteen to swipe the card to buy a bottle of water, so why not trouble this little banana.

Another bottle of water would cost another three yuan, Xiao Jiao felt a little distressed, thought for a while and said, "Second Young Master, I still have a small half of this bottle of water, you can drink it first, if it's not enough, I'll buy another bottle, is that okay?" ?”

Yuan Shaojun: "..."

How stingy this guy is, he is reluctant to buy more than one bottle of water!I won't drink him for nothing, so I can pay him back the car later!