"Hey, Mom, I've eaten filming" The mouse stood up and answered the phone while signaling Li Yao with his eyes to send the guy away.

Xu Kuan: "What you told me last time, I went back and thought about it, and I think what you said is very good!"

Li Yao: "I also listened to what others said, not what I said, I don't have any skills." ”

Last time, I just accidentally talked to this guy for a crooked reason or two, and he was ecstatic as if he was crazy, and from then on he was completely entangled with Li Yao, and he couldn't get rid of it.

I knock on the door when I eat, I knock on the door when I take a bath, and sometimes I knock on the door in the middle of the night when I sleep, saying that I am inspired. Even if Li Yao was good-tempered, he almost had to fight him.

Xu Kuan: "I think I'm one step closer to success, no, it's a big step! Because you are not only suitable to be the planner and screenwriter to discuss with me, but also very suitable to become the second male lead!"

Li Yao: "Huh?"

Xu Kuan looked at him sincerely: "That's right, you should also know that your appearance conditions are good, if I lower my standards, you can barely play the pickled radish (the name of the second male)!"

It's the first time Li Yao has heard this statement, Xu Kuan used to just pull him to discuss the script together, the second male pickled radish, that is, the boy B who tried to get close to the protagonist, is a miserable family, sensitive and kind-hearted - that is, a wreck - he doesn't want to be pickled radish at all, no, he doesn't want to have anything to do with Xu Kuan anymore.

"I don't think I'm qualified for any of the positions on your team, so you'd better go find someone else, find someone else. He stretched out his hand to fix Xu Kuan's head, turned his body one hundred and eighty degrees, and then gently pushed: "Go, go." ”

Although Xu Kuan is big, he also knows that this attitude towards kittens and puppies is very disrespectful, so he turned his head and said angrily:

"I'm really optimistic about you, really! Don't be inferior, it's okay if you're not famous!"

Li Yao was speechless: "Which eye of yours saw that I was inferior, I just be humble, OK?"

Xu Kuan: "Oh. ”

Xu Kuan: "Then you still plan to join me? The previous shirks were all modesty?"

Li Yao was really speechless, how did this kind of person grow to such a big age?

Xu Kuan was still chattering over there, the mouse had already finished calling, and when he came back and saw that Xu Kuan was still there, he was impatient:

"I said, do you know that Yang Ming is going to film recently?"

Xu Kuan's attention was very attractive: "I know." ”

The mouse hooked his hand at him, and whispered in his ear for a while, Li Yao couldn't hear it, but judging from Xu Kuan's slightly round eyes, it must be the mouse that was tricking him.

The rat deceived him many times, Xu Kuan jumped angrily every time, but within a day there was nothing left, and he didn't see any suspicion at all, it was simply terrible.

Xu Kuan ran away in a hurry with the script, and Li Yao asked:

"What did you lie to him again?"

The mouse raised his eyebrows: "I didn't lie to him this time, Yang Ming is coming to film, you know, right?"

Li Yao's heart jumped.

"You know, that's what I'm here for. ”

Mouse: "I told him that Yang Ming is a big star and has a good reputation, so why don't you go to him with a plan and let him be a producer." ”

"And he thinks it's a good idea?"

The mouse said in the direction of Xu Kuan's back: "What's more, I'm so happy, I'm busy going back to write a plan." ”

Obviously, Xu Kuan will touch his nose again, and I hope he can have a snack after this time

Li Yao no longer cares about his business. I don't know when it started, the dog Dan'er never appeared, he actually forgot the purpose of his coming here, as if he really became that Zhang Lei, like most of his peers, spent his precious youth in a mess, squandered a lot of time, and had no goals, living an ordinary and contented life.

This state is very attractive, don't think about the purpose, it's just a day at a time, it's so comfortable that he forgot about it, and he didn't even react to the news of Yang Ming on the Internet, just thinking that he was a big star. It wasn't until "Yang Ming" was really coming that he woke up from this kind of muddy nightmare.

For a moment, he wanted to escape.

The mouse's hand shook in front of his eyes: "Brother, why are you distracted?"

"Ahh

The mouse had already put on his face just now, but it was wasted because of Li Yao's distraction, so he had to put on a smug face again: "I said, your brother has already found a way to go to their crew!"

Li Yao looked very admiring: "Really?!Brother, you are too powerful." ”

The mouse rubbed his nose: "Coincidentally, the gunner (photography technical worker) in the group is my buddy, he will talk about this later, let's go, the group is shouting." ”

The sound of the loudspeaker spread: "Assembled—assembled—assembled—"

In order to make full use of the venue, the afternoon drama also mainly revolves around this small street, one of which is that the female protagonist and the male protagonist eat in the wine shop.

This is also a very common scene in costume dramas, and it is also in novels, it always has to be set as a magical intelligence point, and there must always be a group of strong men who always chew their tongues loudly in the wine shop.

The mouse and Li Yao are guests sitting in the corner, and the plot in charge is to run out with their heads in their hands after making a fuss, those strong men are all martial artists who meet the requirements, sitting in the middle of the inn, with roast chicken, rice, and a few jars of wine and a few big bowls on the table.

The hero and heroine sit in a seemingly inconspicuous place, with a black gauze hat on their heads, and there is nothing in front of them, just a chopstick cage.

This time, the camera was on the strong man's side, and the strong man led by him picked up the sea bowl, poured it with a mouthful, and made a "bah-" sound to express his satisfaction, put the bowl down, and then said loudly:

"That's why I said, that eighth prince is not a good thing!"

The man opposite him took a bite of the roast chicken and agreed:

"That's it!"

"Cards!"

The strong men hurriedly stood up, and the assistant director rolled the A4 paper in his hand into a tube and poked it on the head of the second strong man: "Your eyes are too much, they are all flattering, do you understand?! Let you look at him lightly, why are you so hard!"

The strong man nodded again and again, the roast chicken in his mouth had not been chewed yet, and his cheeks were bulging.

"Come again and again, I don't want to spend more time on this, there is a very important one in the afternoon, all with snacks!"

The dragon sets returned to the table, and the expression of the first strong man was not very good-looking, but he acted more vigorously.

Li Yao secretly said to the mouse: "That person is really good, and there is roast chicken to eat." ”

The mouse holds his chin in one hand and his face is facing away from the camera, so it's a little more relaxed.

"You don't understand this, it looks like a benefit, but it's actually quite disgusting. ”

It's not the first time Li Yao has participated in a scene with food, he knows that many meals on TV are sometimes plastic props, sprayed with some paint, and the shooting is very realistic, especially the tomato scrambled eggs, red, yellow, and smeared with white as a highlight, you can be hungry when you look at it.

But the strong men are chewing it, and that's really the real thing.

The mouse boredly took a chopstick and scratched around on the table: "It's summer, the chicken is definitely not fresh, you don't know, the roast chicken is the favorite prop used in the crew, first of all, it can't be seen if it has deteriorated, and as long as the skeleton can stand up, even if the legs and wings are eaten, it will be the same as the whole one in another direction." ”

Li Yao crossed the back of the mouse to aim at the strong man, I don't know why, this one was slapped again, and the roast chicken strong man looked bitter, keeping his bulging mouth and chewing again.

"Is he going to chew this bite of chicken until the filming of this scene is over?"

"That's for sure, he's still quite experienced, he knows that in his mouth, many actors eat, shoot, don't pass, spit it out, and eat again, because if there are fewer dishes on the plate, it won't look good, although those dishes are all allocated from the lunch box, but after all, they can be saved. ”

Li Yao was amazed, these things in the crew always surprised him, there are too many such sad things behind the glamorous.

This scene was filmed three or four, and it took three cameras to finish, and then three more scenes were filmed, respectively, the female protagonist performed light skills on the street to catch the little thief, the male protagonist was constantly bumped on the shoulder by passing pedestrians on the street with a confused face, and the flower child who asked for food on the street and the fortune teller's eyes sinigerly handed over a package of medicine, which can be regarded as the end of the plot on this street.

Evening harvest. The heat went down a little bit, the night breeze also got up a little bit, of course, the mosquitoes also came out, Li Yao watched the sunset fall fluffy in the bamboo in the west, and suddenly wanted to go for a walk.

After saying hello to the mouse, he began to walk along the road alone. Today I took a picture here in the residential scenic spot, and I have also visited those strange stone and bamboo art museums nearby, but here is different from Guangzhou Street or something, flowers, plants, mountains and stones, you will not get tired of seeing them.

I bought a can of Coke, and the bubbles bloomed on the tip of my tongue, numb.

"Uhh

He learned, and then laughed to himself.

The temperature was good, it wasn't too dark, I wasn't hungry, and I had drinks, ah, yes, and there was a beautiful view to see. One afternoon, he was wandering around the Qingming Shanghetu, there were no tourists, no crew, the stage was babbling and singing, the melodious and clear tune could be spread far away, and the scalp exposed by the sun was a little itchy.

He really liked this kind of life, and he never wanted to stay so much, so he kept lazy. Goudaner had persuaded him before, asking him to intersect more with the outside world, and he didn't know what he was doing.

A can of drink was quickly finished, and there was a large open trash can in the corner of the wall in front of him, and he took the angle to throw it - he didn't shoot it accurately, slammed it against the wall, and fell to the ground again, rolling with a nut.

One hand stopped it, picked it up, and with a flick of it, it was thrown into the trash.