"Bang!" As the blood bag on Chi Chi's forehead exploded, she fell heavily to the ground on her back.

A camera hurriedly passed by her and captured the back of the second male and female protagonist (stand-in) boarding the passenger ship in the panicked crowd.

If Chi Chi didn't play the female No. 11, he would probably be rewarded with a close-up by the director and declared dead.

It's a pity that she is.

So a photographer prostrates on the ground and blurs her face as a foreground of the backs of the two protagonists.

This is also her last survival in this play.

"Cut!"

Chi Chi's role in this crew is over.

Just like when she joined the crew, she was simple and rude when she left, with a small bag on her back, a salary knot, and a wave of her hand, without taking away a single cloud.

Only Song Yubing stood on tiptoe and hugged her for a long time, asking her to remember to call herself.

After filming this scene, Song Yubing will go north to fight another scene, where she won a supporting role with lines, and if she plays well, she will also have the opportunity to sign a brokerage company.

Don't look at the showbiz is so big, filming one drama after another, rushing one scene after another, even if it is the eighteenth-line small transparent busy at the level of a model worker, it is easy to parting at this time, and the next time we meet may be indefinite. Thinking of this, Song Yubing was even more reluctant, and it wasn't until Chi Chi promised countless times that he would chat with her on WeChat before he finally let her go.

There is more money in the □□ than 30,000 yuan, excluding the 5,000 yuan given to Lao Zou, there is still a little more than 20,000 left, plus her savings for most of the year, there are more than 40,000 yuan in total, pulling the card out of the ATM, Chi Chi stood on the bustling streets of Shanghai and pondered for a long time, feeling that he had nothing to buy in Shanghai.

simply went to eat another meal of crab roe soup dumplings, let go of the amount of food and ate until her stomach was round, and she patted it with satisfaction, and she planned to take the bus back to the film and television city.

After leaving for half a month, she still misses the sour and spicy shredded potatoes made by Chef Jin.

Speak of the devil.

Chi Chi, who was thinking about shredded potatoes, received a call from Chef Kim.

"Don't come back yet, go to Hangzhou, let's see you in Hangzhou, I found you a play to be the protagonist." ”

Chef Kim's tone was very excited.

……

"The chicken is ready to eat after boiling for another two minutes. The aunts in the shop were neat and neat, and they brushed the foam from the pot, leaving a table of three people facing the steaming chicken hot pot.

"Come on, come on, drink the soup first. The man sitting across from him diligently helped Chef Jin and Chi Chi fill the soup, and threw the fried tofu into the pot to cook.

Chi Chi obediently lowered his head, and the delicious and non-greasy chicken soup swirled in his throat, and he fell into his stomach properly.

"Where is the little girl?" the middle-aged man smiled kindly.

Chef Jin sneered: "You can't care. ”

"How old is the little girl?" the middle-aged man's smile was still kind.

Chef Jin picked up the soup bowl and drank it down, slamming it back on the table: "It's your business." ”

"Little girl, do you like acting?" The middle-aged man was unmoved, and talked to Chi Chi wholeheartedly.

"Wen Xinping, do you want face? trick the little girl into acting, what about the play?" Chef Jin's hands trembled, the most annoying thing in the world is to give people hope and shatter hope, this old guy actually made his heart on himself, and when he saw the introduction of the crew, he was ashamed and ashamed, and felt that he was sorry for Chi Chi, the little girl.

"The play is here. The man named Wen Xinping shook the script on the stool next to him, and Chi Chi glanced at it and saw the dense traces of handwriting on it.

"I'm talking about a serious play, a reliable play! What about you? You fooled us all the way over, just show us this rotten book?! The producer is you, the producer is your wife, the director is your son, the screenwriter is your son, the cameraman is you, the field manager is your wife, and the investor is your sister-in-law?!"

Chef Jin stood up suddenly, and the extra height of one meter nine caused an oppressive shock to Wen Xinping.

Wen Xinping shrank back, not noticing that the little girl on the other side had already taken the script away.

"Our family is very serious and reliable, we have known each other for so many years, you know me, and I will definitely not do anything without guarantees. ”

The two minutes that had been said had arrived, Chi Chi put a few pieces of chicken thighs in Chef Jin's bowl with a soup spoon, nibbled on the chicken wings by himself, held them up with one hand, and read the script carefully with the other.

The script was originally printed, and it was scribbled countless times on it, which looked a bit struggling.

She opened her eyes and looked at the camera with a smile on her face......"

"Do you know the story of the baby elephant? Once upon a time there was a baby elephant who liked to dance, but he was tied with a rope at one end and a stake rooted in the ground at the other, and the baby elephant grew up, and the rope still strangled its neck, and it hurt and made it unable to jump, and it forgot that it was a powerful elephant, and only when it danced, it was in pain and crying. ”

The first few pages of the script look like a fresh campus drama, and when Chi Chi puts the fritters into the pot, the style of painting changes abruptly.

She flipped over the desk, kicked the stool to the ground, smashed someone's head with books and stationery boxes, and several pieces of paper flew up and were blown away by the fan. ”

"Red blood flowed from the corner to the ground, and she prostrate, letting the shadows kick and beat her body, her eyes fixed on the scattered bottles......"

"I thought I was a dancing elephant, but I turned out to be a disgusted dog. ”

Chef Jin is still fighting a lawsuit with Wen Xinping - in addition to his height, Chef Jin is basically in a state of being beaten.

"We all thought that the original incident was over, and we never imagined that it would hurt him so deeply. "Excluding the beard, Wen Xinping can also be called a middle-aged handsome uncle, and now he looks melancholy, if there is a girl sitting opposite, he will probably have a little rabbit in his heart.

Across from him, however, was Chef Kim.

"Everyone has hurdles that can't be overcome, but you can't cause trouble to people, what do you want, you don't want to give money to coax Xiaochi to be the heroine, can you make sense?"

Chef Jin has always hoped that Chi Chi's Biquge www.biquge.info be a little higher, and it is best not to be a trick anymore, and it is best to be a supporting actor or even the protagonist of a small film and television production, so he used the contacts he has accumulated for many years.

――I met Wen Xinping, who climbed along the pole.

said that there is a low-cost reliable campus movie looking for a heroine, requiring height, legs, and good looks, and it is best to be neat.

As soon as Chef Jin heard that this was a character tailor-made for Chi Chi, his mind was hot and he called Chi Chi to come to Hangzhou.

Unexpectedly, the screenwriter and director are Wen Luning, Wen Xinping's autistic son.

Looking at the so-called "capital" again, Chef Jin instantly realized that this was simply a movie in which Wen Xinping smashed the pot and sold iron to coax his son to play.

"If you are a real tyrant, forget it, you are just a videographer and play photography, my wife is an accountant, and I have been growing rice in Anhui for a lifetime, how much money can I throw into the bottomless pit of movies?"

"Smack!" Wen Xinping slapped a passbook on the table.

"I have 1.5 million here, and if it's not enough, I'll mortgage my house to ensure that the film can be filmed. ”

Chef Jin was stunned, he had known each other for more than ten years, and it was the first time he saw Wen Xinping being in a hurry.

"If I don't make this movie, my son will be finished, finished!"

Wen Xinping's throat and eyes are about to bleed, in order to make money, he hasn't slept soundly in the past few days, and it is even more difficult to find actors, there are not many characters in the book, if someone just wants to deal with things, then the whole drama will be ruined, especially the heroine, to conform to the image of "her", to be able to perform "her" temperament, it is simply difficult.

Fortunately, he "turned" Chi Chi, with a close appearance and excellent temperament, and the misfortune in the luck was that there was a calf protector in front of him, Jin Sishun, who didn't listen to the oil and salt at all.

"I'm begging you, Lao Jin, let's realize from "Crane Dance" that now, I've never begged you, this time I'm begging you, I will definitely give the little girl's performance fee, if the movie can be sold on the webcast platform, I'll give her ten percent, okay?"

"We didn't do this, Lao Wen, everyone else was raised by their parents, Xiao Chi has lived with Han Ping for more than half a year, she is down-to-earth and honest, and her acting hard work is not lost at all to Lian Chuchu back then, she finally doesn't have to play tricks now, I can't let her most precious time and energy be wasted in your pit now. Have you ever thought about what your son's play can bring her?"

Half a chicken went down, Chi Chi began to scald the shrimp balls, looked up at the two middle-aged men, you are coming and going, eating and watching the ground, she has already read the script roughly.

The script doesn't have an ending.

The story comes to an abrupt end after "she" injures someone, leaving behind a blood-red white.

"What's the ending of this play?" swallowing the shrimp slippery in his mouth, Chi Chi asked Wen Xinping.

The stalemate between the two old men was broken by her, and Chef Jin glared at Chi Chi: "Xiao Chi, don't be stupid!"

Chi Chi fished out a shrimp ball for him and put it in a bowl: "You eat first, I'll talk to him."

"She's dead. ”

The middle-aged man sighed and repeated.

She ...... He's dead. ”

This script has a prototype, the girl who uses "she" in the story, the prototype is called Lin Qiu, who committed suicide by jumping off a building four years ago.

She is Wen Luning's best friend.

"After Lin Qiu died, my lover smashed all of Xiao Ning's hard drives and memory cards, we thought that he would not see things and think about people, and he would slowly get better in the future, but I didn't expect him to become less and less talkative, more and more withdrawn, I didn't think about anything but this script, and I simply took a break from college last year. ”

Wen Luning's dream since childhood was to learn photography, and he took a lot of videos and photos about Lin Qiu, Lin Qiu died, and the videos and photos were gone, so Wen Luning wrote Lin Qiu's story into a script, and rewrote it when it was torn off on paper, and rewrote it when it was deleted on the computer.

In the desperate eyes of his parents, he pointed to his head and said, "She's here, you guys smash it." ”

Wen Xinping and his wife finally compromised, and finally had this conversation at the chicken hot pot restaurant.

"Can I meet the director and screenwriter I will work with in the future?"

Chi Chi said with a smile.