I'm afraid the ruffian will sing

Chu Yang applied for a temporary actor's certificate, which was empty, except for his name and ID card, there was also a photo missing.

After getting out of the car, a group of people stood in line under the sun. Because Chu Yang came so special, they were at the end of the line. General Wu who greeted Chu Yang in the car was taking roll call at the first row.

I heard from them that today is just a casual show, Shen Miao and other celebrities will not come.

The director is a middle-aged man in his 50s, with a mustache on his chin, wearing a vest with eight pockets, sitting on a bamboo and rattan chair with his eyes closed and resting.

Next, we have to put on makeup for the group performances. This is a small show, and we need a few guards. It can be seen that the crew has put their heart into it. Although there are a few guards in the role, they still pay attention to the workmanship. They basically restore the history, and the costumes are all in size. Yang wore a wig in a bun, and put on a whole body, which was very docile, and a few girls from the props team hid behind the hangers and peeked at it secretly.

Sometimes, the face is really a mouthful.

The director stood up unsteadily from the rattan chair, twisted his neck and turned his legs, and swayed to Chu Yang's side: "The young man is so energetic!"

He patted Chu Yang's shoulder, and felt that his body was very strong.

"Thank you." As soon as Chu Yang opened his mouth, the director frowned, "That's the only thing that's slow."

Chu Yang smiled: "I was naughty when I was a child, and my throat was badly coughed due to fever."

Before leaving, the director asked, "What's your name?"

"Chu Yang."

The director asked again: "Do you have any information?" Chu Yang shook his head and called General Wu to come over: "Is this your man? Take him to fill in the information."

General Wu agreed, and put his arms around Chu Yang's neck: "You are lucky!"

"The director's name is Wu Dingqiang, and he's well-known in the circle. He's willing to talk to you, obviously because he's interested in you."

General Wu also said: "There are many ways to do group performances. From now on, you will follow me. Basically, as long as you sign up for a play, I will let you do it. If my buddies are promoted in the future, they will help each other."

General Wu smiled obsequiously, and Chu Yang just waved his hands: "I just do a part-time job to earn some money, and I don't want to be an actor."

"Sometimes, things like chance are very mysterious."

General Wu's words are always a little bit evil, but it's a little bit blank with a dignified and upright face.

A scene was originally scheduled for the afternoon, because the venue was new and some equipment needed to be arranged. Chu Yang, who was wearing makeup, hid in the shade of a tree and smoked. The afternoon sun was very poisonous, and his mouth felt hotter and clear He cleared his throat, looked into the distance with narrowed eyes, and suddenly found a person.

Zhang Mingyuan was on the shelf of the live version of the radio microphone. Chu Yang wanted to go up, but stopped when he saw another person.

Sun Qi?

Sun Qi walked up, holding a roll of white paper in his hand, covering the top of his head, whispered a few words into Zhang Mingyuan's ear, then stuffed a cigarette in Zhang Mingyuan's pocket, walked away, and got into a van.

Chu Yang waited until Sun Qi had left before going up, and pinched Zhang Mingyuan's shoulder: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Mingyuan was taken aback, turned around and saw Chu Yang's face was startled, and then smiled: "Brother Yang, I was wrong, I'm sorry about that, I blame me for being too stupid."

Then he said, "Is your brother all right?"

"You're alive and kicking, if something happens, I'll give you a punch first." Chu Yang was surprised, "I haven't seen you recently."

The other party hesitated, saying that he was afraid of accidents, so he hid first, and then found a temporary job to do it.

"On the set?"

Zhang Mingyuan nodded guilty.

"Who was that person just now?" Chu Yang turned his head in the direction of the van.

Zhang Mingyuan straightened his back, full of confidence: "Shen Miao, do you know?"

Chu Yang thought that you were lying to a fool.

Seeing the disdain on Chu Yang's face, Zhang Mingyuan said again, "His manager."

When Chu Yang stood in the palace with the props, he was still wondering how Zhang Mingyuan hooked up with Sun Qi.

"Listen up, everyone, don't move!" The director shouted at the venue with a loudspeaker: "In the next scene, the guards will rush up and capture the assassin—"

"Yangzi! Yangzi!" Li Mengru gasped and shouted from the outside, Chu Yang moved his eyes.

Playing an assassin is much worse, with no face.

According to the director's request, Chu Yang remembered his position and rushed forward along the camera. At this moment, he heard the director say: "Yes, yes, yes! You guys push him down, be real."

Chu Yang went up and grabbed the opponent's collar, turned over, and fell down. According to the script, the assassin should die, but the opponent twisted desperately under him, and even exerted all his strength to pinch Chu Yang's thigh.

The few remaining guards couldn't get in, so they just watched from the side.

The "guard" and the "assassin" scuffled together, Chu Yang got excited, and asked if the extras had lost face and emotion, and the director came up and called for a stop.

"What happened to that assassin?! Pull them apart!"

Chu Yang tore off the black cloth on the opponent's face, revealing a slender, pink neck with a brown collar tattooed on it.

"Shen Miao??"

The director was stunned, and Mr. Sun Qi walked in beside him, and lifted Shen Miao from the ground with a cold face: "Why are you making such a fuss?! Little ancestor!"

Li Mengru exclaimed: "Oh my god, Miaomiao, and that guy from the bar!"

Pei Xiaoran was playing with her mobile phone at first, when she heard Li Mengru's call, she also looked forward, saw the person accosting him in the bar, saw him standing beside Shen Miao, and suddenly realized: "I remember, he is Shen Miao's manager, Sun Qi .” Suddenly, my heart beat violently.

"It's not for fun." Shen Miao flicked Sun Qi's hand away. "You are so ruthless in filming, look at my arms are red!" Shen Miao was very dissatisfied with relying on Chu Yang.

Chu Yang laughed back: "Who taught you to die unnecessarily."

Only after seeing Shen Miao did Chu Yang know that Shen Miao's voice and temperament were too different. It was clear that his voice was pure, but the words he put together were very unpleasant.

"Remove this person, it's meaningless, no more fun." Shen Miao tore off her clothes and threw them away. Her black, soft and fine hair was messy. Looking from behind, she looked like a student.

The director held on to the script and didn't speak. He just asked someone to take Chu Yang away and replaced him, so the filming continued.

After going out, Li Mengru followed up: "Let's stop filming! I, Li Mengru, have turned black on Shen Miaolu from now on!"

"Is our girl willing?" Chu Yang didn't feel anything in his heart, so he quit if he didn't do it, but Li Mengru was afraid that he would be slapped in the face when he saw the sky say something.

"Hey, who is your girl!" Li Mengru's face was hot.

"Where's Pei Xiaoran?"

The two turned around, only to realize that Pei Xiaoran hadn't followed.

"I don't know. I was still following me just now. I came out to look for you in a hurry. I almost left her there. I'll go back and look for you."

Chu Yang and Li Mengru separated and went home.

On the way, I called Yin Xiangdong but didn't answer. Later, I called the old man and asked him to go out to have a look. Only then did I know that Yin Xiangdong was sleeping.

After opening the door, Yin Xiangdong was lying on the sofa like a corpse, with two ass|butt|balls|butts, which were particularly eye-catching.

"Demolished."

"Ah."

"died?"

"Ah."

Yin Xiangdong was lying on the sofa without energy. Chu Yang turned him over and saw that the other person's face was flushed: "Are you sick?"

"Your uncle is sick." Yin Xiangdong sat up, took the beer on the table, took a sip, and said to himself: "Why does this beer change its taste?"

Chu Yang covered Yin Xiangdong's forehead with his hands, and said lightly, "I have a fever."

"You're the motherfucker!" Yin Xiangdong wanted to hit Chu Yang with his fist, but Chu Yang stood up and let him hit him.

"Damn it." Chu Yang squatted down again after being punched. He didn't expect this guy to still have such strong hands when he was sick.

"Are you burned out?"

Yin Xiangdong looked like he was on drugs, and his mind was blurred. Chu Yang saw that besides the beer cans, there was also a bottle of white wine on the table. Yin Xiangdong drank it all from the last time he went to the bar to get it back.

"I said, why are you such a sissy?!" Yin Xiangdong sat upright and began to criticize Chu Yang.

"Cooking, laundry, and fucking haircut?! Awesome!" His head sank, and he fell asleep again.

Chu Yang whispered: "I will have more."

"Also, your dick is really big, I have to admit!" Yin Xiangdong raised his head again and shouted: "It's huge! It's huge!"

Chu Yang grinned, turned on the phone to record, and whispered in Yin Xiangdong's ear, "Say it again."

"It's very big." Yin Xiangdong's speech was a little slurred, and he was inexplicably cute.

"What big?" Chu Yang asked.

Yin Xiangdong pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.Finally, he said, "You sing beautifully." After struggling to say something, she fell on Chu Yang's shoulder, panting slightly.

Feeling the heat from his head on his shoulders, Chu Yang felt bad. He put him on his back on the sofa, drank cold water, and added ice cubes from the refrigerator. The wet towel was still on Yin Xiangdong's head.

As soon as I got home, I didn't change my clothes, so I went to find antipyretics, and by the way, I was warmed up by warm milk.

Back on the sofa again, Yin Xiangdong sat up again, the wet towel fell on his crotch, and he did not take it away.

"and also--"

Chu Yang pressed the towel on his mouth with his backhand: "You can shut up!"

Only a pair of pants remained after Yin Xiangdong was stripped, and Chu Yang began to wipe his body.

Yin Xiangdong groaned and refused to cooperate. He twisted his body and showed his ass for Chu Yang to see.

When Yin Xiangdong woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, his whole body was sweating, and he sat up and thought about life.

His whole body was stripped clean, his hands were sweating, and his head was still aching: "Are you back?"

Chu Yang sat next to him playing games and responded.

"How was the play?"

"Blow."

"You're not good at acting?"

"I met a sand sculpture."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You shit!" Chu Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, seeing that he woke up, he was about to go into the room to sleep, and asked for leave at the bar for Yin Xiangdong.

"By the way, I'll go home and sleep. You're almost better now. You can be self-reliant in the future."

"You have to go back on your word." Yin Xiangdong sat upright.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yang asked.

"I just removed a plaster cast and you said it's almost healed? You've been hurt for a hundred days, at least serve me for a hundred days."

Chu Yang held back his anger and said, "Okay, after the free period, I will pay for the service."

"Give."

"50."

"Row."

"I say one day."

"I'm by the hour."

The author has something to say:

Yangzi is awesome~