Afraid of getting angry, just drink me

Wang Laoji tries to balance both "moving things" and "showing muscles" as naturally as possible. He hopes that while doing handsome movements, he can also show his golden figure in all directions without dead ends.

The technical difficulty is very high.

There is a price for being handsome, and that is tiring.

He raised his head and glanced at the big sun, feeling full of resentment in his heart: What a fucking commercial, I'm here to work hard, right?Being sold to San Francisco as a mining slave is not so tiring.

After all, he is getting old, not as good as those young guys in their twenties who can carry and lift, and he is so tired that his back hurts after a few moves.

But Wang Daying is still dedicated to his work, and he still gritted his teeth and persisted when his body started to feel weak.

"Come here, come here, give way," Jiao Jiao held an important prop filled with water - a large watering can for gardeners, and pushed aside layers of onlookers.

The boy stood outside the camera and sprayed water into the frame with a watering can. The very fine water mist bloomed from the spout, sprayed into the air and then fell profusely, refracting colorful light in the golden sunlight.

In the camera, Wang Laoji raised his eyes to look at the camera, his dark brown pupils shone brightly, he brushed back his wet hair that was stained with water droplets, his whole body looked reckless and unrestrained, running all over his body Hormones are about to overflow the entire screen.

Watching this scene, Jiao Jiao's entire eyeballs were burning, he even forgot to continue spraying water, and muttered: "Wow, it's absolutely impossible."

Xiaoye, on the other hand, has a normal straight male thinking, and always feels that his boss is full of anger, and can't help but feel depressed: What's going on with these guys?

This is selling fruit, not selling yourself...

The full screen presents top-level visual effects, who can't see blood rushing?The advertisement in the fruit market, I thought it was selling some men's products.

Jiao Jiao leaned over and emphasized to the staff, "Slow motion, this part must be slow motion!"

He thought, he must savor this man slowly... oh no, slowly savor every shot and every frame of our market.

Then he added, "Close-up, this must be a close-up!"

He thought, he must appreciate this man carefully... Oh no, he must appreciate every shot and every frame of our market carefully.

The temperature in the open air was too high, and the undershirt on Wang Laoji's body was soaked with the sweat released, and it was sticking wetly to his abdomen and waist, vaguely outlining the lines of his abdominal muscles, which was very eye-catching.

A lot of the girls and aunts present fainted, and they were all carried home by their own men and locked up.

Wang Daxing's "landscape" was so eye-catching that Jiao Jiao never took his eyes off him, and his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and the boy didn't even notice it.

With her mouth becoming more parched, Jiao Jiao thought she must be thirsty, so she went to the nearby canteen to get a bottle of iced Coke, and poured it down her throat.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot, or because someone is too hot.

After filming all afternoon, various cameras recorded Wang Laoji's flawless beauty and sexy figure. After the filming, his arm was basically useless.

It's hard to even hold a mineral water bottle.

The man's hand holding the bottle trembled with Parkinson's syndrome, and he raised it tremblingly, trying to pour water into his mouth to drink.

However, the arm shook uncontrollably, and the mineral water bottle shook violently, so he spilled water all over his face...

Xiaoye thought his boss was playing handsome again, "Brother Wang, where are you washing your face?"

Wang Luoji: "...wash your sister."

The culprit, Jiao Jiao, arrived, and he quickly helped Wang Laoji stabilize the bottle, and slowly poured water into his mouth as the man raised his head.

"I knew I wouldn't put watermelon in the cardboard box, just put a few oranges." Jiao Jiao felt sorry for him, "I see that you are so tired, your hand is crippled, right?"

"...Cough, cough," the disabled Wang Daxing almost choked on water.

The boy was very gentle and cautious in taking care of people, for fear of choking people if there were too many, he would ask Wang Laoji carefully: "Is it enough? Do you want to continue?"

The one who was fed the water blushed quietly, and in the corner of his vision was the face of the scorched banana that was close at hand——

The boy was concentrating on looking at the water bottle, and his eyelashes trembled from time to time, like the clear and thin wings of an elf.

So the man shook his head with water in his mouth, "Not enough, keep going."

Jiao Jiao continued pouring for him again, very slowly, very carefully, like a hardworking caregiver.

This water, Wang Luoji originally just wanted to take a sip to quench his thirst, but he didn't expect to down a whole 500ml bottle of mineral water in his last breath.

Hiccup - full.

After returning that night, Wang Luoji was not only limping, but his whole body felt as if he had been crushed by a stone mill, and he was so sore that he was about to fall apart.

Life is not easy. Shooting an advertisement is like fighting a war.

Holding on to an old waist that was about to break, the man fled back to his room to take refuge.

After completing today's ticket, he will not be working for the next two days, so he can block all external interference and sleep until the end of the world.

He took a hasty shower, slumped on the bed before drying his hair, turned the temperature of the air conditioner to 26 degrees, put on eye masks and earplugs, and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

This is the perfect sleep equipment, coupled with an overworked old body, he can't wake up even if an atomic bomb is thrown beside his bed.

This sleep is a day.

Wang Luoji may be the reincarnation of the sleepy god in this life. He perfectly blocked all the noises from the outside world, including cici's barking dogs, Jiaohua's drum set, and the thunder and rain that made the whole house tremble... .

And the crying of Jiao Jiao next door.

In this way, the man slept for twenty hours in a single sleep, never waking up once in the middle, until the next evening, he finally woke up as if he was suffering from drowsiness.

With a vicissitudes ten-year-old face, Wang Laoji exhausted all his strength to get up from the bed, staring blankly at the ray of light cast through the cracks in the curtains, feeling dizzy and dazzled.

Ah... yes, it is in a place called Shabian Village.

Ah... yes, sleeping in Jiao Jiao's room, on Jiao Jiao's big bed.

It doesn't take long for him to remember where he is now, probably because he has accepted this absurd fact and adapted to the originally difficult life here.

After washing his face, brushing his teeth, and going to the bathroom, he walked out of the room with a hungry stomach and floated downstairs like a ghost.

When he came down the stairs, he met Xiaoye, and the fat man was so frightened by his appearance that he almost rolled down the stairs.

The once impeccably handsome Wang star now has stubble all over his face, his hair is disheveled like a haystack, his clothes are half tucked in his baggy trousers, and he wears a pair of plastic flip-flops on his feet. Scratching his back and swaying downstairs...

The whole person looks sloppy, a bit like Brother Sharp.

Xiaoye was startled: Where is that elegant gentleman, neat and handsome man? !Where did it go? !You fucking bring that pretty actor back!

The author says:

We will be off tomorrow~