Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

"To show a person's complex and comprehensive personality, we need to use some small details of life." The old man with a mustache sat aside, "Do you know why I chose Chen Chaosheng?"

"Why?" The middle-aged man asked him.

"Chen Chaosheng has a very different temperament. He stands in the crowd, and you can recognize him at a glance. He is different from others." The old man with a mustache slightly adjusted the back of his chair, "Look at his appearance. In this scene, his opponent is formidable, Chen Chao is vivid, and he stands up to fight."

The middle-aged man looked at the young man standing in the middle of the gravel, the white clothes were blown up by the blower, it was clearly just a wholesale prop sword, he held it like a peerless magic weapon.

"It's like doing radio gymnastics, leisurely." The middle-aged man took a sip of the tea in the cup, "He's not in a hurry."

"Look at his hands." Mustache seemed to point casually.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man looked over.

"A strong enemy is in front, and he has one hand behind his back." The old man with a mustache said quietly, "Only Chen Chaosheng has such confidence. If you look carefully, there is actually a layer of calluses on his hands. This kid can fight."

The young man stood in the center, and whether it was the lighting or the photography, they all surrounded him like stars and moons.

He seemed a little displeased.

"This is the last scene of the young Chen Chaosheng." The mustache old man's eyes were a little excited, "I dare say that this guy will be an unprecedented success if he puts it on the screen. Bai Fushui's point is nothing in front of him."

"It's rare to hear that Director Zhang is so sure about future generations." The middle-aged man bent his eyes and smiled, "The future is boundless."

"No." The mustache was discouraged, and the enamel cup slammed on the table, making a muffled sound, "This guy has repeatedly asked us not to disclose his information so that he can run away after filming. What a waste of money, like Bai Fushui Those who don’t have the slightest bit of talent will be squeezed in, and this kind of good acting will not come in.”

"Guess what he said? He said that he came to the entertainment industry to make money, and ran away when he was done." The mustache laughed back angrily, "He sees it clearly. The entertainment industry is dirty. There are all of them. That’s not it, there was one not long ago, and my daughter really chased him for a while.”

"Oh." The middle-aged man followed suit with a sigh, "Don't tell me, my daughter is too."

Mustache and him sat under the big umbrella and chatted with each other.

This is the end of Chen Chaosheng's youth.

Mustache discussed with several other old men for a long time before finally finalizing it.Chen Chaosheng is a character who needs to move to show, the more he moves, the more vivid he becomes.

They finally chose a hearty fight scene.After this round, Chen Chaosheng no longer has any opponents.Even if they searched through all the written records, it would be difficult to find a single word from him to make another move.

The pieced together Chen Chaosheng, the rest is left to them to create.

"Does your girl still like chasing stars?"

"She has figured it out now, and she is disheartened. I squatted on the toilet at home this morning, and I said that I saw a human head in the toilet. It was quite scary when the wind blew." The middle-aged man held his forehead and laughed twice. .

His eyebrows and eyes are actually somewhat similar to those of Chen Chaosheng, only his forehead is a little fuller, and a pair of red phoenix eyes are shining brightly: "Director Zhang, guess what, it's her idol's tablecloth, and my girl used to use him to do her homework." Glad to say that writing a title like this is full of thoughts.”

"Is it hate because of love?" The old man with a mustache teased, "It looks like it is, look at this, a child's heart."

"She said that the tablecloth is innocent and that cotton should not be wasted, so she threw the tablecloth into the cold palace and turned it into a foot cloth." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "I really don't understand their children's mind. She said it was Her foot-washing maid. I don't know where she learned these new words."

"They are younger than our group of old people." The old man with a mustache said, "When Chen Chaosheng's role is over, it will be your home game. I am looking forward to your middle-aged Chen Chaosheng."

"Where's the elderly Chen Chaosheng?" The middle-aged man asked, "Is there a suitable candidate?"

"You don't need old age." The old man with the mustache smiled meaningfully, "How could Chen Chaosheng age?"

"That's Chen Chaosheng."

Chen Chaosheng was unresolved about the conversation not far away.

He was swinging a prop sword stiffly, and he was fighting with a middle-aged man with a malevolent face.

The flashing light, the sun, flowed into his clothes along with the sweat, and it cooled down completely after a while.

They want a good fight.

Chen Chaosheng has never experienced any wonderful fight scenes since he was a child, and the most exciting scene ended quickly, which was meaningless.It's not as interesting as the most dazzling national style of the old lady dancing in the square next door. Anyway, there are colorful costumes and music to add to the fun.

Chen Chaosheng didn't know from which corner this group of people dug out so many enemies of Chen Chaosheng, they beat them one by one, one episode after another, and fought for eighteen episodes, and finally finished Chen Chaosheng's entire boyhood.

He didn't know that so many thrilling events had happened in his youth.

His memory seems to be eating and sleeping, and then continuing to eat after sleeping, with a little bit of sword practice in the middle.

Boring and long, like the prototype of the upper end of the river.It's better to shoot Bai Fushui's boyhood, Bai Fushui's life is full of flowers and plants, both men and women, old and young, that is the willfulness of young people.

"All right."

A sword hit the man's neck, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Chen Chaosheng's forehead, "Can you admit defeat?"

The wind blew past his ears, making the copper bells jingle.

Chen Chaosheng was in a daze for a moment.

"Admit defeat."

The sun set on the deliberately worn copper bell, and the patterns and patterns were somewhat nondescript.

A poor, immature imitation.

"You are so good." There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the actor opposite him, and his voice was lost in the thunderous applause.

Chen Chaosheng raised his head blankly.

Those people raised their arms and shouted, looking at Chen Chaosheng.

For a moment, he couldn't distinguish those words clearly.

"Chen Chaosheng, you are amazing!"

"Just like the real thing!"

"Our movie is going to be a hit!"

It seems that a long time ago, someone applauded him like this and shouted at him.

Chen Chaosheng looked at the mountain behind him.

The green on the mountain is still the same, and the bamboo at the bottom of the mountain is mixed with blue and green all year round.

When the wind blows, the trees all over the mountain will churn like waves.

"Chen Chaosheng, your acting skills are so damn good!" Xiao Wang, still wearing the same green robe, rushed over and gave him a bear hug, "I've never seen Chen Chaosheng like this before."

Chen Chaosheng was scalded, backed away in pain, stepped on a stone that had been arranged, and almost fell over.

Those people just laughed again; "Our hero is so happy, he wrestled happily!"

"It's not like Chen Chaosheng now. Chen Chaosheng doesn't know how to wrestle." Xiao Wang sweated on his face. Atmosphere. Zhaosheng, no matter how much you look like him, you are not him.”

Chen Chaosheng just said "hmm" at the end.

He has nothing to say.

"He doesn't know how to eat fried chicken and get blisters on his forehead." Chen Chaosheng smiled absent-mindedly, "and he won't stand here and play himself."

"You are so humorous." Xiao Wang patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "I look serious in my life, if I really want to make everyone happy, when I say this witty word, my sisters are all laughing like flowers."

Chen Chaosheng dragged his heavy costume and sat down beside him.

The parasol is very big, it can accommodate middle-aged people and old men with mustaches, and it can also accommodate Chen Chaosheng who is squatting in a corner.

He took a bottle of Nongfu Spring from the table, unscrewed the cap and drank it.

Xiao Wang seemed to want to say something to him, but was called by the staff at the side.

Chen Chaosheng squatted quietly.

The copper bell is still ringing, as long as the mountain wind does not stop, it is estimated that it will continue to ring.It was still master who hung it on the eaves himself.

When they were teaching Bai Fushui what Feng is, his senior brother always couldn't understand.

Bai Fushui didn't understand why the breath out of people is not wind, but the breath from the sword is wind.The master hung the copper bell on the eaves and told Bai Fushui that if the copper bell rings, it means the wind is coming.

Later, the copper bell was taken off by Bai Fushui.

It was too noisy at night, several times the disciple who was on guard was called over by the sound of copper bells, seeing the lights on in his brother's cave, and the sneaky figures, the disciple thought that Bai Fushui was under attack, so he went in and saw that there were many people exercising .

Later that disciple also went to Buddhism and sent this copper bell there too.

I don’t know if the copper bell has been turned into powder now, or it is still hanging in the exhibition cabinet of a certain scenic spot or museum. This seems to be the destination of all antiques.

"Xiao Chen, I'm an old friend and I want to ask you to be the third male lead, will you go?" Mustache hugged his teacup, obviously very satisfied with his performance just now, "But an old director with a good reputation?"

"No." Chen Chaosheng refused.

"The role is simple, and the money is okay. You just stand inside and say a few words, oops. Can you pick up money while standing?" When the mustache spoke, his beard turned up, "And handsome men and beautiful women are all Very special."

"Really not going?" He bent down and touched the Nongfu Spring in Chen Chaosheng's hand with an enamel cup, "What are you afraid of? You have such big backers as Bai Fushui and Meng Xunfeng behind you, and Xie Chunshan is not either." What a mess, you can walk sideways in this circle."

"Xie Chunshan, he lost money in business a few days ago, and caught him cheating on him. His ex-wife made such a fuss, and everyone got into trouble." Mustache said persuasively, "And you're making money, you don't want to live a good life Is it?"

Chen Chaosheng shook the mineral water bottle in his hand: "I don't want to."

"Oh, this kid really doesn't make sense." Mustache sighed, "When you think about it, come to me again and add my V letter."

"Remember to share with me Pin Xixi in Moments." The old man's mustache drooped, "They said they couldn't get money, huh, the old man can get money, and by the way, improve the food for the whole crew. "

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