At this time, the beautiful girl glared at Ishikawa coldly and snorted lightly.

Half-pushed and half-on-the-spot, Lu Qun agreed to follow Ishikawa and they took a look at the shooting scene.

Anyway, now that they are idle and suspected of attempting suicide, if they are determined to leave, maybe they will call the police and arrest them for ideological education.

The road was long, and Lu Qun collapsed in his seat. There was silence in the car. The clown, the beauty, and the drunk were already silently reading the script like a beautiful girl, and Ishikawa was busy writing something.

Obviously, his head has not been hit hard, and he has never played in the primitive tribe, but Lu Qun has always had the words "who am I" floating around in his mind.

I'm no longer a baby. I am no longer a college student with a promising future in the eyes of others. I'm no longer a pure teenager like my mother's freshly washed white T-shirt.

But I don't belong to the group that follows the rules of society and works hard to live. should have been at the age of transition, half-pushed and half-fell off the cliff. Even if there are mountains of gold and silver, what is the difference between me and the stinky ditch.

Lu Qun thought for a long time and came to a conclusion.

For him, this is the second conundrum of juxtaposition between life and death. And most likely a one-of-a-kind problem. Questions that cannot be answered in the annals of philosophy.

Lu Qun smiled, looking at the hemp rope around his waist, his eyes tired.

Maybe he is a person who is destined to not be able to follow the right path and do the right thing in this life. Nothing to do with talent. If fate exists, it is fate. If it doesn't exist, it's instinct.

If it were Haruki Murakami, he might play with this emotion. If it were Li Bai, he might drink a pot of wine and make a poem overlooking the world.

But he is not Haruki Murakami, nor is he Li Bai.

You can't enjoy it, and you can't look down on it.

It was as if he was watching them enjoy themselves, watching them look down on a mule.

"Here we are." Ishikawa shouted, and the three of them immediately put away the script and got out of the car.

Lu Qun followed slowly down, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, mud splashed on the ground, and the wind danced wildly. A group of black-pressed staff members held heavy instruments with indifferent expressions.

And on a wooden chair in the middle, a long-haired woman with a white peaked cap is swinging around with Erlang's legs crossed and a yellow megaphone in her hand. It's like throwing that thing like a butterfly knife, and it's a pleasant and leisurely place.

Lu Qun turned around suddenly, and a few hundred meters away, there was a blue blank cloud, and the sun was shining.

Nima...... Who is the Taoist friend here? ”

The clown beauty shook her head and sighed: "I said how the car is so dirty as if it had run a cross-country race, it turned out that this one was filmed." ”

The driver walked down silently, wiped a handful of muddy water splashed on his face, and said lightly: "Otherwise, you think I will allow my car to become this virtue?" ”

Ishikawa smiled and nodded, "Thanks to Brother Long, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to get to the set in such a short time." ”

Brother Long snorted coldly, actually shook his bangs, held his forehead with his hand, and began to say silently: "I think back then, when I Zhao Long dominated the F1 field, I said that the two opponents on the left and right overturned at the same time, and in the race that smashed me, I hit the steering wheel first......"

The clown beauty patted the petrified Lu Qun and said with a smile: "Hey, everyone is a companion from today onwards, my name is Zijian Sakura, just call me Sakura, give me more advice." ”

Lu Qun reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm not sure if I'll stay." ”

Zijian Sakura smiled evilly and said, "Don't worry, Sister Hua will definitely like you, no matter how bad it is, we just lack a coolie here...... Uh, haha, I didn't say that. Anyway, although Ishikawa is young, he has been by Sister Hua's side for many years, and his vision can be regarded as the second accurate in the crew. ”

"Second?" Lu Qun looked at the woman with the white cap.

Purple Sword Sakura nodded and said, "That's right, second." First, I guess you can guess it, it's our director - Doomsday Flower, Sister Hua. ”

Lu Qun was taken aback and said with emotion: "It turns out that the full name is Doomsday Flower...... It's so domineering, I always call you Sister Hua, Sister Hua, I always think of the seven-star ladybug......"

Ishikawa directly ignored Zhao Long's eager eyes to listen, walked to the front with a smile, and waved his hand at the Doomsday Flower.

Doomflower turned her head slowly, her black hair lying on her shoulder, her white cap pressed low, and her amber pupils were so deep that she was a little frightened. The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, snapped his fingers, and shouted: "OK, the actors are all in place, start filming!" ”

The black pressed human head began to move slowly and neatly and orderly, each standing at his post, unaffected by the bad weather.

Lu Qun froze in place, he hadn't figured anything out yet. In this weird weather, the crew in front of them is dressed like a mourner. And that little house like a ruin!

What the hell are they shooting here?

Lu Qun was hugged by the shoulders of Zijian Sakura and the drunk, and was forced to take him to the filming site with a smile.

Doomsday Flower saw Lu Qun's figure, pulled the collar, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Who is this?" ”

Ishikawa said with a smile: "A young man whose parents divorced, dropped out of college because he was 'sengrived', and tried to commit suicide by the river and was accidentally discovered by me. His name is Lu Qun. ”

Lu Qun said angrily: "Is there no other way to introduce it?!" ”

Doomflower nodded, "Kind of interesting." ”

Ishikawa smiled: "Yes, Sister Hua?" So what do you think about it? ”

Looking at the conversation between the two with obvious class relations, Lu Qun felt a chill down his spine. This is the crew? Why do you look so much like the conversation between the Japanese gangster brother and the eldest sister?!

This Nima can't chop herself......

The more Lu Qun thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he turned his head to run, but Zijian Sakura and the drunk man pulled him tightly, with a weird and smug smile on their faces.

"Are you black and white?" Lu Qun shuddered.

"You can't run, it's been almost a year since anyone joined this crew......"

"yes, there's finally a steaming newcomer, but I can't let it go. Besides, I looked at you last night, you were very talented, little brother Lu Qun. ”

The sky thundered and roared even more, like a raging prairie lion.

Doomsday thought for a moment and said, "Then pinch my shoulder first." 20 dollars an hour. If you don't have enough strength, you don't give money. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Long, who was about to get into the car not far away, almost didn't fall down.

So, on the set swept by the storm and surrounded by patches of black and oppressive crew, Lu Qunsheng looked at the ruin-like study without a ceiling without love, standing silently behind Doomsday Flower, watching the actors prepare for filming.

This pinch of the shoulder is not immediately pinched.

Doomsday Flower looked at Lu Qun and said, "I will have a special action in a while, you can pinch it at that time, remember to use some force, otherwise it will have no effect." ”

Then Doomsday Flower pressed her cap intently, stared at the set, and didn't say a word to Lu Qun.

A special move? Do you still want to do a tango dance? I'll pinch you when you're done jumping?

Besides, take 10,000 steps back, for Mao, I have to come to this place for some reason to pinch your shoulders for some reason?!

As a dignified seven-foot man, he used to be a college student at a well-known university! Are you kidding!

30 square meters of single apartment, 3000 yuan a month.

20 dollars an hour wage.

Lu Qun decided to stay, standing here in the wind. It's better than lying in a youth hostel and doing nothing. And to be honest, he would never be able to sit in the office for nearly half of the 24 hours a day. It would be better to kill him.

Those who lose their freedom will surely be resentful - "Tazaki Saku without color and his year of pilgrimage".

“1，2，3，！”

Doomsday makes a shooting motion, and shooting begins.

What a unique opening. Lu Qun thought silently.

However, before Lu Qun could continue to think about fugue utopia, a scene occurred in front of him that made him frown tightly and cover his mouth.

I saw a handsome young man dressed politely and with tortoiseshell glasses, looking at the insects stuffed in the glass bottle with a pale face, and suddenly knelt down suddenly, tremblingly touching the bottle, and saliva slowly drooled from the corners of his mouth.

There was a longing and crazy gaze in his eyes.

At this time, the beautiful girl from before, wearing the snow-white dress and barefoot, slowly squatted down outside the ruined house, staring a little distracted as a hairy spider crawled up to her palm.

"Ahh Like an out-of-control beast, the handsome young man opened the glass bottle, grabbed a large handful of insects, and slammed them into his mouth.

"Holy!" Lu Qun frowned and grinned, his heart pounding.

But the next moment, the handsome young man vomited all the time, and his face was full of pain.

“Cut！”

Lu Qun seemed to hear Doomsday Flower sigh softly.

"What the hell?" Ishikawa on the side said speechlessly.

"Jiang Baiwu, are you okay?" Doomsday Flower toyed with her fingers and asked absentmindedly.

"You're a little sincere......" Lu Qun said speechlessly in his heart.

Jiang Baiwu pushed away the makeup artist who came to touch up his makeup, hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a bitter face: "Sister Hua, you want to find a stand-in for me in this scene, I really can't shoot it, it's too disgusting." ”

He went up to Doomsday Flower and began to mumble and complain. Lu Qun saw that the beautiful girl behind him, unaffected by anything, was still quietly looking at the spider in her hand, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were sad, but confused.

This scene made Lu Qun for some reason, a string in his heart was played heavily, and the overtones echoed......

Ishikawa glanced at Jiang Baiwu and shook his head secretly.

Doomsday Flower glanced at him and chuckled: "It's not okay to be a stand-in, so if you shoot it with your face in your face, the movie will be over." Bai Wu, you are an official actor, and I heard from your agent that you still have the dream of becoming an old actor, right? ”

Jiang Baiwu smiled reluctantly, his eyes were a little dodgy, and said: "That's right, but I think this kind of drama basically has no other effect than disgusting the audience...... Sister Hua, I think I usually shoot those scenes well to make the audience feel a sense of substitution......"

Doomflower interrupted him, "That's not something you should be thinking about. To answer my question, do you want to be a real actor? ”

Jiang Baiwu hesitated for a long time, trying to find something from the plain expression of the Doomsday Flower, and finally said cautiously: "...... Yes. ”

Doomsday Flower nodded briskly, stood up, and suddenly punched Jiang Baiwu in the stomach. The latter snorted and fell to his knees.

"Here, bring me the bugs, Ishikawa, pry his mouth open."

"Gotcha!"

Lu Qun trembled, and he clearly saw that Ishikawa's eyes were on fire, and his expression was fierce.

"Holy shit! What are you going to do...... Not! Let go, let go of me! ”

Doomsday Flower ignored him, rode on him, and called a few staff members to completely press him to death with both hands and feet. He happily rolled up his black sleeves and put his hand into the pile of glass bottle worms.

Only then did Lu Qun see that Doomsday Flower's arms were white and slender, and her fingers were as crystal slender as onion tubes.

Watching the colorful insects crawling up the pair of snow-white hands, Lu Qun felt a trace of pleasure in his heart inexplicably.

No, no, I can't. Lu Qun shook his head, but when he came back to his senses, he saw that Doomsday Flower had a large handful of insects in his hand and had stuffed it into Jiang Baiwu's mouth that had been pried open by Ishikawa.

"Mmmm

Is this really on set? Are they really crew members?

Why, are you so skilled......

Lu Qun couldn't bear to look secretly with his eyes half-closed, and finally saw Jiang Baiwu convulsing violently for a while, rolling his eyes, and fainting. There was white foam in the mouth, mixed with the remnants of insect feathers, and the shell was spit out.

Doomsday Flower silently watched as the agent hurriedly ran over to clean up the bugs on Jiang Baiwu's body, and was busy calling an ambulance. Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Lu Qun, and then sat down silently.