Chapter Two Thousand and Seventy: Worthless
"Damn!" Deng Chao and Li Chen didn't hesitate for even half a second, and immediately raised their middle fingers at Zhao Yongqi.
On the contrary, it was Cheng He, who came over and asked with a smile: "Xiao Qi, according to your temperament of killing chickens and taking eggs, Xiaoxin and Guangzhu, how are you going to clean up?"
"They?" Zhao Yongqi was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, and under the expectation of everyone, he really lived up to expectations, "They are sustainable commodities, sold to be cowherds, and they pick up ten or eight fat women every day, so that I can earn a lot of money, which is much more practical than a few of you." ”
"Hahaha......" The men's laughter, and the girls' sweet laughter with shyness, sounded again. And the unlucky Lin Xin and the giraffe could only follow Li Chen bitterly and give the male god a middle finger as a reward.
Cheng He, who was unwilling, rolled his eyes, and said to Zhao Yongqi: "What if Director Qian and Director Xu? ”
Looking back at the two big directors who were grinning at him, the male god Shi Shiran said: "They will live well as they do now." ”
"Ah, the sun is coming out of the west, and our big Zhao will also be a sycophant. Deng Chao, who had been hacked N many times, immediately sent a taunt.
Zhao Yongqi shook his head disdainfully and said, "What kind of sycophants." I'm seeking truth from facts, they want to be good-looking, they want to have physical strength, they are still so old, if you are a slave trader to take them, if you are a cowherd and an old bustard, do you want them to not? So, they are worthless waste, what are you going to deceive them for?"
"Stinky boy, you're dead, I won't add a hundred mud pit scenes to you, this matter is not over!" Xu Wenwei was furious.
"Well, I'll give you a card for each mud pit play 10,000 times, 10,000 times!" Qian Qiming, who was also gritting his teeth, waved his chopsticks angrily.
When horizontal and vertical is also able to talk about flowers, first cool enough, as for Zhao Yongqi, who doesn't care about whether he is dead or alive at all, against the wild laughter of everyone, Shi Shiran bit the crystal shrimp, looked at the two angry old guys, and said slowly: "Two big directors, I am in fact." In that case, if you are dissatisfied, I will put it another way, Xu will guide you to Africa to dig coal, and Qian will guide you to be a cowherd to make money. How's it going? satisfied?"
"Uh......" Qian Qiming and Xu Wenwei instantly seemed to be strangled by their necks, and looked at each other, not knowing what to say. A group of people looked at the two old guys, and once again ate under the mouth of Brother Qi, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and laughed a little louder.
After the lively lunch, drinking the coffee brewed by the small buns, Zhao Yongqi lay on his makeup chair and lay his corpse, and the beautiful girls of the makeup group had already surrounded him again, and it would be time for the official recording in a while.
Although he had been foolishly with the men and women around him for a while, Zhao Yongqi entered the afternoon work again. It's just that the two old guys with clear grievances really added a mud pit scene to him, and the male god didn't have any temper at all, and swore again that he would be a director in his next life.
One day passed in a moment of talking, laughing and busy, and the next morning, because there were a lot of flowers on the set in the morning, everyone, including Zhao Yongqi, got up early and prepared to go to the set together.
was converging in the restaurant, eating breakfast, wearing a tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt, the pair of big rabbits on his chest moved up and down violently, so that the men in the restaurant couldn't help swallowing saliva, and ran to Zhao Yongqi's side panting all the way, then bent over, held his knees, and gasped and said: "Frog Oba, hurry up, hurry up and see Feifei, Feifei seems to be sick." ”
"Huh?" Zhao Yongqi was stunned for a moment, immediately got up, supported his naturally delicate body, and asked as he walked: "What's wrong with Feifei?"
"I don't know. Naturally, he replied honestly, probably because he had no strength, and his whole delicate body leaned on Zhao Yongqi's arm, and he said a little anxiously: "Last night, after taking a bath, when people played with Feifei and Feifei pillow fights, she was fine." I went to call her in the morning, but she didn't reply, so I took the key and went in. Then he saw Feifei lying on the bed and said that she was not feeling well. I don't know how to see a doctor, so I'm coming to you. ”
"Well, it's okay, since it's not a traumatic injury, it's probably a cold or something. Zhao Yongqi breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and helped the natural stay to speed up, "Let's go, let's go and see first." ”
Deng Chao and the others, who had already understood everything, naturally got up with their sleeves up, followed behind Zhao Yongqi, and went directly to Feifei's room.
Directly opened the door of Feifei's room, Zhao Yongqi entered first, and several other men and women naturally followed behind.
"Little girl, I'm in. Standing at the door of the bedroom and shouting, after waiting for three seconds, Zhao Yongqi opened them directly, walked into the room, and saw that in the small bedroom, Feifei was really shrunk in the quilt, and his face looked a little pale.
"Cannibals, people are uncomfortable. The little girl who pouted and looked pitiful, staring at Zhao Yongqi with big eyes with water vapor, made him feel distressed.
Walked quickly to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed without any scruples, stretched out his hand to stroke the white and tender forehead, Zhao Yongqi said softly: "It's okay, I'll see what the disease is first, I'll accompany you to the hospital in a while, don't worry." ”
"Well, good~~" responded softly and glutinously, and Feifei lay down obediently and didn't move. And the men and women who followed Zhao Yongqi were stopped by Deng Chao and stood outside the bedroom door watching, and did not rush in.
Feeling that his forehead was a little hot, but it was not very hot, Zhao Yongqi let Feifei open his mouth and look at his throat again, and then held the slender wrist, put three fingers on the vein, and felt it tightly for a long time.
"It's okay, it's supposed to be a common cold. Zhao Yongqi smiled and stuffed his jade hand back into the quilt, and said softly: "The throat is a little red, a little hot, and the pulse should be an ordinary wind chill." It may be that you two little girls, what pillow fight after taking a shower yesterday, the air conditioner was turned on too low, and one cold and one hot were cold. ”
After Zhao Yongqi finished speaking, he turned to look at the group of people at the door and shouted to Cheng He: "Brother He, go and ask the medical team to get some antipyretics, anti-inflammatory drugs and the like." Let's take a look at Feifei first, if not, I'll take her to the hospital at noon later. Xiuzhi, you call Director Xu, and say that Feifei is sick, and the big movie in the morning can't be recorded, so ask him to tune it up. ”
"Okay!" Cheng He and Park Xiuzhi responded, and each immediately left to run errands.
After Zhao Yongqi finished speaking, he thought about it and was just about to get up, Feifei's little hand grabbed his arm: "Cannibals, stay with others, people are uncomfortable." ”