The next day, she was the first to get up, and her biological clock didn't allow her to be lazy, so she went for a morning run with sesame seeds as usual, and came back from buying breakfast by the way.

After running home in the morning, Jing Sa and An Hui hadn't woken up yet, she took a shower, changed her clothes, and began to clean up the garbage left over from her best friend's night, and threw the cans and packaging bags on the coffee table into the garbage bag, and then swept the floor clean, and her heel touched Jing Sa's briefcase on the ground, the lid was not locked, and when she dumped it, she spilled some of the text in it.

The boy in the photo was about 7 years old, his clothes were covered with dirt and ash, and he couldn't see the original color, there were obvious bruises on his neck, his hands and feet were tied with hemp rope, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he was obviously dead, and the photo was glued to a file paper, on which was written the boy's name, place of origin, time of disappearance, time of death, and forensic examination.

Her hands trembled, and she found that there was not only one such photo, but also at least 5 children underneath, all of the same age, and exactly the same way of dying.

These children turned out to be victims of kidnapping.

It is not uncommon for kidnappers to tear up tickets, but what about the ransom, the ransom was not delivered.

She flipped through the information, and it was written: The kidnappers asked for a ransom by email, and the amount, place, and time were clearly written, but on the day the ransom was delivered, the kidnappers did not appear, and then all contact was lost.

"Do you see my slippers?"

Jing Sa rubbed her short hair and walked out of the room, and was asking, when she saw the information in her hand, she was stunned.

She also trembled, her clear black eyes flashed a trace of annoyance, and she quickly stuffed the Wen Jiàn in her hand into Jing Sa's briefcase.

"I bought breakfast and ate it while it was hot!"

Jing Sa wanted to open her mouth to say something, but when she opened the topic so obviously, she swallowed the words back.

At this time, An Hui also woke up, heard that there was breakfast, ran to the table lively, saw only soy milk and steamed buns, and complained, "Why don't you have xiaolongbao, I want to eat xiaolongbao!" ”

"I'll buy it!" She quickly put on her coat.

"I also want salted soy milk, remember to add more soy sauce and chili oil." An Hui commanded.

After closing the door, she leaned her back against the door, looked up at the ceiling, and silently pulled the corners of her mouth, as if she was laughing at herself, and finally disappeared faintly, restoring her usual indifference.

After breakfast, the three of them parted ways, Jing Sa rushed to the Public Security Bureau, and An Hui went straight to the airport with Wan Wan.

After the assistant completed the check-in procedures, An Hui took the VIP channel directly to the first class cabin of the plane, she knew that she hated a lot of people, so she tried to avoid the crowd.

An hour and a half later, the plane landed steadily, and the assistant had already arranged a qiē, as long as she followed An Hui, the two quickly got into the crew's car and rushed to the film and television city.

The film and television city of B city is a large-scale comprehensive tourist area integrating tourism, vacation, leisure and sightseeing, which is quite prestigious in China, and has become the largest film and television shooting base in the world, with the most shooting scenes, the most complete supporting facilities, the longest historical span, and the largest film and television shooting base in the world.

Here, there is a crew filming at each attraction, and the name of the crew will be written on the front of many cars.

An Hui wore big sunglasses and a mask, pulling the curtain to avoid the crowd, in addition to tourists, most of them were extras, waiting for the play to start, and there were also those looking for opportunities with dreams.

The assistant cleared the way for them in front, and soon entered a rather large courtyard.

Look at the architectural style like the Song Dynasty period, the left to build the temple, the right to build the altar, the pavilions and pavilions, the halls and pavilions, everything is prepared, the red wall and yellow tile, the cloud step jade wall, brilliant and magnificent.

An Hui found a secluded corner, let Wanwan stay there, and went to find a martial arts instructor in a hurry.

She tried her best to stand in the corner, away from crowded places, but she couldn't resist the excitement of people coming and going, and they should be extras dressed in their clothes.

Domestic extras are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and are divided into ordinary actors and special actors. Ordinary actors are recruited to play "Passerby A", earning dozens of yuan a day, and some can be mixed with a boxed lunch.

Like a female branch girl, a coffin carryer, and a dead man, no one wants to play such a role, and the pay for playing it is quite low, usually 5 yuan or 10 yuan. There are extras with good health who try some beaten roles, and the crew often hits the soles of their fists and shoes in order to make the camera realistic, so it is only 30 yuan.

Because of the taboos, some "exquisite" crews will have some additional red envelope rewards for actors who carry coffins, wear filial piety or play dead people, which are only 5 yuan or 10 yuan.

A very small number of actors who have passed the Mandarin test and have a good image can be mixed into "special extras", and after mixing to this level, the daily remuneration is 500 to 1000 yuan, and there are relatively many lines, but not every day there are performances. If these actors are lucky, they will encounter good dramas and films, and after they are broadcast, they will also have some fame for a period of time, but it is only a flash in the pan.

This kind of world is not what Wanwan likes, it is too glamorous, she prefers to live a life in obscurity, at least there are many things that will not happen.

After a while, An Hui and a middle-aged woman in her forties walked over, and the other party was dressed up, and it should be the martial arts instructor who looked down on her in An Hui's mouth.

Most of the martial arts instructors are men, and it is really rare for women to be martial arts instructors, An Hui once said that she is very famous in this circle, and she instantly understood why she looked down on An Hui.

Martial arts instructors don't look at their faces, they look at their strength, they play a very important role behind the scenes of martial arts films, they can mix up a world, and they have to pay unspeakable diligence and hardship, like An Hui who eats with his face, the male guide may be better, and the female guide, An Hui may be the person she looks down on the most.

From a distance, I heard An Hui begging as she walked, "Sister Lin, please, one last time, you can play that set of actions again, don't break it down, I'll just watch it again." ”

Sister Lin said disdainfully, "You haven't learned it more than a dozen times before, how can you open up in one day when you go back." ”

An Hui heard her taunt, but didn't reply, "I have my way!" ”

She was hiding behind a tree at the moment, and she could hear the conversation between the two, but Sister Lin couldn't see her.

An Hui kept grinding her mouth, Sister Lin still looked down on people, and waved her hand to interrupt her, "It's okay if you want me to teach you, but it's okay, this is the last time, if you want to learn it again, just go and ask the director to resign, I don't want to waste a good set of actions on you." ”

When it comes to this, it would be too undignified to die and beg for nothing, An Hui agreed, "Okay!" ”

Sister Lin no longer embarrassed her, and took the sword of the assistant behind her, "Then you can see it clearly!" ”

Martial arts instructors generally have drama skills and martial arts skills, their own kung fu, is not innate, but through guò learned and accumulated, many martial arts instructors from Peking Opera schools, and a small number of were born in a kung fu family, Sister Lin belongs to the latter, since childhood practice martial arts, every move and style are extraordinarily neat.

Moving like a rabbit, quiet as a virgin, arms like the momentum of dividing water, tiger and tiger, her left hand rushed out of the waist, turned the horse step for a lunge, the sword in the right hand made the streamer fly, an oolong coil, and then a spin, pounced on the ground, the hand led the body, the virtual step appeared, the clouds flowed.

After a set of movements, An Hui was dazzled, remembered the back, and forgot the front, she secretly looked at Wanwan, and Wanhui nodded at her, meaning that she had memorized, and the moves were the same as memorizing strokes for her.

Sister Lin stopped her movements and asked An Hui, "How is it?" Remember? ”

An Hui said without blushing and without a beat, "Remember! ”

Sister Lin naturally didn't believe it, "Then you can try it and show it to me." ”

"What are you anxious about, my role is the day after tomorrow, and you will know how good I am by then."

Sister Lin snorted, "You just blow it!" Suddenly, he pointed his sword, "Look at the move!" ”

The sword is fake and can't hurt anyone, but An Hui is still scared.

She stepped over, and at some point there was an extra branch in her hand, blocking Sister Lin's attack.

Sister Lin didn't expect someone else, and she was also surprised, "Who are you?" ”

An Hui hid behind the clouds, poked her head out and replied, "My master! Then he whispered to her, "Why did you come out?" ”

She replied, "Reflex! "When she was a child, An Hui was very naughty, and every time she got into trouble, she would protect her like this.

"It turns out that there is a master behind it!"

An Hui was not ashamed when she saw that she was poked, "So what, if you refuse to teach me, naturally someone will teach me." ”

Sister Lin is still very confident in herself, she doesn't believe that anyone can remember all the movements after watching it once.

She held the branch in her hand and played the action just now, every move and style was no different, more agile than Sister Lin, and the smooth movements were like an ink painting, and Sister Lin was stunned.

An Hui applauded on the side, and became more confident, and grimaced at Sister Lin, "How is it?" I'm scared! Now someone has taught me, don't worry about it. ”

She stopped moving, but her face tightened terribly, and she said to An Hui, "I can't teach you this set of movements." ”

An Hui exclaimed, "Why? ”

"It's going to hurt you!"

"What do you mean!?"

She glanced at Sister Lin coldly, "This set of movements is too particular about waist and crotch cooperation, the moves are beautiful, but the connection is not smooth, it is easy to strain the ligaments, if you have a martial arts foundation, there is no problem, but for those who have no foundation, you will enter the hospital without waiting for the practice." ”

Sister Lin's face turned pale, and she continued, "It's not strict, but it's enough to make people hurt for a few days!" She paused, and then looked at the assistant standing behind Sister Lin, "The assistant next to you is different, it can be seen that he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he should be very photogenic with makeup, and his body shape is also very similar to Huihui, but his nose is very similar to you, and his age is not very similar to your daughter, I guess it should be your brother or sister's child." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sister Lin became impatient.

She quickly grabbed her hand and pressed her pulse, "My heart is beating fast." He looked sideways at her neck again, "The arteries fluctuate obviously, and the palms of the hands begin to sweat, which is a sign of heart deficiency." ”

Sister Lin shook off her hand vigorously, "You...... Don't talk nonsense! ”

No matter how stupid An Hui is, she understands what it means.

"So you want to hurt me! I'll just say why do you keep dangling in front of the director with this assistant, it turns out that you want to promote your relatives into the showbiz. ”

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, rushed to the front of Yingwan, shook her fingers, and pointed at Sister Lin's nose, "You deceive people too much!" Blaze, on! Beat her up! ”

Sister Lin saw that the matter was exposed, and it was not easy to attack, and the people around her also felt the movement here, and they all looked here, she didn't want to make a big deal about it.

"I don't know what you're talking about, anyway...... Anyway, if An Hui can't do it the day after tomorrow, she will have to quit the show. With that, the man slipped away.

An Hui stomped her foot in anger, "Why did you let her go!" ”

"Aren't you going to turn over, how can you turn over when you have a stiff fight with her."

"So what am I going to do? I don't want to go to the hospital. ”

"I will make some changes on the basis of her moves, the style remains the same, according to the character image you said, I think it would be better to have more soft moves, you can show it to the director, if he is not stupid, he should choose us, you will also practice better, work hard at night, at least you won't be too embarrassed to act."

An Hui's mood immediately turned cloudy, "I'll take you to see the director now, and quickly solve the matter." ”

There are more people inside, prop masters, scene notes, lighting engineers, photographers, all kinds of actors, Lala is a mixed bunch, the voices are boiling, all the way in, Wanwan looks very uncomfortable, inexplicably a little anxious, looking at the people who are pressed by the black, she only feels that her head is swollen, and she lets go of An Hui's hand, "I won't go in, I'll stay here." ”

An Hui knew her concerns, and she didn't force it, "Then you wait for me here, and I'll be back soon." ”

She found another corner, her eyes alert to the crowd.

One of the symptoms of PTSD is suspiciousness, especially in this kind of people, who don't know anyone, which makes her palpitate.

After waiting for a long time, and not seeing An Hui come back, she began to sweat in her palms, and there were more and more people, until she leaned on her corner, she couldn't avoid it, and was squeezed into the crowd.

In the big house not far away, the director was talking to Kangxi, and the makeup artist was busy helping him touch up his makeup.

The director muttered a lot, as if he didn't have a chance to say it in the future, this director and Kangxi have cooperated many times, it is the one who once cried at the awards ceremony that Kangxi is not ng, while the filming has not started, he keeps talking like a machine gun.

This drama is a costume drama, and the dynasty is empty, and the conditions for film and television dramas have been relaxed a lot in recent years, giving many online novels the opportunity to be put on the screen.

In the play, Kangxi plays an illegitimate son of the royal family, step by step to the throne of the king of God, and his ancient costume has always been the favorite of fans.

At this moment, the light is as elegant as mist, his black hair is tied with a purple ribbon, and he is dressed in a purple robe, like a jade man made of flawless jade, more like a touch of cold moonlight blooming proudly, exuding a strong force that dominates the world alone.

Below, some actresses are fascinated, and they have not yet come to join in the fun, and more and more people are around.

There is a scene of a concubine in this scene, and the director pointed to the extras on the side and asked Kangxi to choose a few pleasing ones to be his concubines.

Kangxi thinks it's okay to be casual, and it's not his real wife, he looks at women with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, and there is no difference at all, seeing that the director is still chirping there and not stopping, he has to look at the pile of actresses......

The group of actresses were all wearing makeup, wearing colorful costumes, with high buns, beaded steps, and rings, all of them tried their best to show themselves, and they happened to be squeezed in, wearing a black windbreaker, although they were small, they were still particularly eye-catching.

Kangxi's eyes were cloudy, and the look was just like when his father saw her mother.

A small face buried deep in her memory overlapped her at this moment, the small face plate, as white as porcelain, but at that time the round eyes became apricot eyes, and the nose and lips were still the same outline.

In an instant, the turbidity in his eyes became thicker, "Director, wait a minute, let me stand up first!" ”

"Huh?" The director flipped through the script, "Immediately? Where did it come from, there was no such scene. ”

She endured it again and again, and the noise in her ears made her fall into an indescribable anxiety.

She squeezed out of the crowd, found a clearing, inhaled heavily, covered her ears to calm herself down, but her mind was always booming and buzzing.

Kangxi came behind her and wanted to pat her on the shoulder to say hello.

She felt that there was someone behind her, and her nerves were already tense to the limit, so when Kangxi reached over, her body took the initiative to judge that there was an enemy attack, grabbed Kangxi's elbow, quickly cut in, and used her back as a fulcrum, using the principle of leverage, and threw Kangxi out.

Commonly known as - over-the-shoulder fall.

Nirvana in judo!

It doesn't take much force to fall over the shoulder, because judo is about four or two thousand pounds, but the person who is thrown out is different.

Kangxi only felt that the sky was spinning, and the pain of slamming on the ground spread all over his limbs, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he couldn't see anything.

He has always been the focus of attention, and many people's eyes will follow him, and they have all seen this scene, the closest to him is a master who plays the wind, and with a slip of his hand, he pressed the switch of the giant fan, and immediately the wind swept the clouds, blowing up the thick black hair, exposing her beautiful but murderous little face.

Geng Bumei sat on Kangxi's exclusive actor's rest chair and drank tea, because there was a dinner party in the evening, he wanted to participate with Kangxi, he was waiting on the set, when Kangxi came out of it, his eyes habitually followed, and naturally he also saw this shocking scene, and a sip of tea squirted out on the spot.

He couldn't believe his eyes, that petite girl actually threw Kangxi, a man with a height of 187cm and a weight of 80 kilograms, out like this.

Kangxi lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up, Geng Buxian knelt on the ground in a hurry and called him, "Kangxi, how is it?" Wake up! ”

Kangxi didn't react, Geng Buyi was startled, rolled up his sleeves, patted his face, and saw that he still didn't move, his heart was so anxious that he shouted, "Long live Lord!" Wake up! ”

Long Live Lord is Kangxi's nickname, and everyone present knows it, so it's not strange to see it.

There is a new extra, acting for the first time, and playing a eunuch again, who has been very nervous, with his eyes closed in the corner, reciting his lines silently, and hearing Geng Buyi's words coldly, it happened to be the trigger dialogue of his own lines.

As soon as he was nervous, he opened his throat and shouted, "Your Majesty the Emperor, Bintian!" ”

Suddenly, the whole scene was in a riot.

On the other side, Qi Lihua, the producer of this drama, was also there, she was frightened at first, but after seeing the bright face, the whole person trembled like crazy, and the little secretary next to her was shocked.

Qi Lihua pinched the little secretary for a while, "See, the style of painting, the style of painting is unified!" ”

Qi Lihua is a very famous producer in China, she has collaborated with Kangxi on many films, and the most distressing thing is that some people always tell her that the heroine is not beautiful enough to stand with Kangxi like a set board, this problem makes her feel sick, thinking about it day and night.

Now, she has finally found a painting style comparable to Kangxi.

"Who's that girl?" She asked, grabbing the little secret's hand.

"I don't know, it doesn't look like it's in our circle."

Qi Lihua reacted quickly, and ran towards Wanwan with a roar, she must not be allowed to run away.

Faster than Qi Lihua is An Hui, she is different from everyone, what she is frightened is that she is sick, it's over, she beat Kangxi.

While everyone else was paying attention to Kangxi, she pulled her past and ran out, and when she arrived at the door, she pushed her directly to her assistant, "Hurry up to the airport and send her back, you can't use the crew's car, call a taxi." ”

The assistant saw that she was so anxious that her face was extremely hideous, and she didn't dare to ask the reason, so she quickly escorted her to the airport.

Inside, Kangxi finally woke up, looked up and didn't see Yingxi, his face was so black that it made people tremble.

Twenty-two years later, the second round: he's still miserable!

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