Meng Shi gave Zhang Zheng a perspective of upward shooting, which made his body and momentum more sufficient.

In this paragraph, Zhang Zheng wrote in his biography:

[He's the mid-level leader of a gangster, but he can easily clean up the protagonist and be on an equal footing with their boss.]

He bought a large number of albums and merchandise to distribute to his younger brother, and he was promoting his idols.

And he doesn't know that he is the culprit who caused the protagonist to turn from a gangster to an idol, and his idol hates him in his heart.

Is his words and actions molesting the "backstreet girl"?

It is true in the eyes of others, but in his heart he does not think so.

His excesses are born out of love.

He asked again and again, who do you think I am?!

It's not that he's bullying otaku with his gangster identity, but that he thinks in his heart that no one loves "backstreet girls" more than himself.

He felt like he was doing more than everyone else, but no one understood him.

But he didn't bother to say how I was, and could only emphasize repeatedly, hoping that someone could see his essence, but no one.

And his failure lies in the distortion of the transformation method he loves, and then swells, deforms, and reigns, and gradually becomes condescending, so that it is easily defeated by people he has never taken seriously.

Then he came back to his senses and looked around, but there was no one around. 】

Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Zhang Jinfan's wrist, and leaned his head over, "Who do you think you can point fingers at me?" Who do you think I am?! ”

Zhang Jinfan pulled back his hand vigorously and said, "What you did ...... wrong"

Zhang Zheng's face turned gloomy, "What have you done?" Is it enough to cheer you on?! ”

Jia Shudao took a step forward and faced Zhang Zheng face-to-face, saying: "Sexual harassment is sexual harassment, and no matter how arrogant you are, it is also sexual harassment." ”

Zhang Zheng leaned forward slightly, raised his chin, tilted his head, and said with his ear to Jia Shu, "What did you say?" ”

Jia Shudao said: "Sexual ......"

"Smack"

Jia Shudao had just opened his mouth, and Zhang Zheng slapped him in the face.

"Hiss"

Lao Qin, who was outside the camera, subconsciously took a breath, his mouth was crooked, and he couldn't help but whisper the word "".

And Brother Ren, who repeatedly talked to Zhang Zheng before filming, slapped his forehead, slid down, and pinched his nose and mouth vigorously, only to feel that his breathing was not smooth.

Guan Bin, Shen Chenyan, and Qian Feibao were dumbfounded.

The group performers were forced to silence by his gaze.

Jia Shudao seemed to be stupid by this slap, and his face tilted sideways and remained motionless.

Meng Shi stood beside the two of them with the camera firmly on his shoulder, and did not shout.

Zhang Zheng subconsciously remembered that Meng Shi on the rooftop that day said not to think about filming, ignoring the camera, and ignoring me.

He glanced at the audience, his face flushed, his body trembled slightly, and he asked loudly: "Who do you think I am!" ”

No one responded.

Zhang Zheng showed a smug smile on his face, and sure enough, I was right.

Zhang Zheng entered the play, he felt that he had won, and these people who scolded him were just a bunch of mouth-moving waste.

He opens his mouth, ready to declare his victory and his love for the "Backstreet Girls".

Before the first word could be spoken, Jia Shudao punched him in the face.

"Hit him! Hit him! ”

This punch was like a signal flare, and the dead silence of the crowd rushed up, howling and rushing towards Zhang Zheng.

Meng Shi shouted loudly: "Click! Very good! "Extreme Women's Group" is finished! ”

After shouting, he stuffed the camera into Guan Bin's hand, grabbed Zhang Zheng's arm, pulled him out of the crowd, and shouted: "Thank you!" Tonight, one person will give an extra 100 yuan, and I will invite everyone to drink! ”

I don't know if it was Meng Shi's shout, or a hundred yuan, which made the ignited group performance calm down in an instant.

Brother Ren squeezed through the crowd and walked to Meng Shi's side, and said softly and quickly: "I have repeatedly emphasized with him that you don't really fight, just push it......"

What is Jia Shudao's identity? The general manager of Huashi Jingcheng, he gave Meng Shi a cameo role, but he was slapped in the face.

And Meng Shi has repeatedly emphasized that this is a sand sculpture drama, and they are playing together, so this is a heavy slap......

Brother Ren glanced at Jia Shudao worriedly from the corner of his eye, and saw that Lao Qin handed him a bag of ice cubes, and was whispering something to him.

No one present treated Jia Shudao, but even the Eshang Mountain and the moody Maizi, who hated him the most, couldn't laugh when they saw him slap him.

Innuendo taunts, fun.

Pointing to his nose and saying that Lao Tzu has been unhappy with you for a long time, he directly beat him, real man.

But if you use the hand of the drama or the group performance to slap him in the face, you will ......

These naturally knew that Zhang Zheng's slap must not be at the behest of Meng Shi, and his personality and style could not do such a thing.

But this pot ......

Brother Ren suppressed his voice and said, "It's me who didn't communicate well, I'll come forward." ”

He meant that he came out to deal with Zhang Zheng by himself, and at the same time memorized the matter, so that Jia Shudao could not use the topic to play.

Meng Shi shook his head and motioned him to leave it alone, saying, "You register the 100 yuan I promised and send it to the group performers, and our finale banquet will be put aside first." ”

Brother Ren nodded.

Meng Shi acted as if nothing had happened, and told Zheng Xiuqing: "Wait a while, Brother Ren will send you back to the dormitory, go to bed early at night, the beep station account is registered, usually take care of it yourself, shoot some exercises, daily life, daily life and dormitory daily work, editing is ......"

Brother Ren said, "I'll come." ”

Meng Shi said: "Don't be unproductive, thinking about being an agent, and have time to go to Shangdu with me next month." ”

ignored Brother Ren's reaction, and said to the three girls: "You learn simple editing, shoot things yourself, cut them yourself, express them yourself, and treat your fans with your heart." ”

The three girls nodded obediently, and then turned around and bowed to everyone one by one to thank them and say their hard work.

Meng Shi patted the stunned Brother Ren and asked him to send the three girls back.

After hearing the shouting and being dragged out of the crowd by Meng Shi, Zhang Zheng stood motionless.

He felt that he had touched something in the performance, and this spiritual experience made him tremble and get goosebumps layer upon layer on his body.

Meng Shi and Jia Shudao, who was holding an ice pack on his face, glanced at each other and didn't walk over.

He turned to look into Zhang Zheng's eyes and said, "I don't want this to be the best role you've ever played." ”

Zhang Zheng's teeth loosened from the bleeding mouth that was smashed by Jia Shudao's punch, but his eyes couldn't hide the excitement, and he responded eagerly, "Director Meng, I must..."

Meng Shi shook his head, pressed his hands on his shoulders, and said very seriously: "Today is September 23, the autumn equinox of the lunar calendar, and there is a week of National Day, this time next year, if you fail to surpass this role, I hope you can give up being an actor." ”

Zhang Zheng blinked and looked at him blankly.

"You have a family, you have a job." Meng Shi said, "I don't want me to say casually and do things casually, so that you can't be down-to-earth anymore." ”

Zhang Zheng opened his mouth to speak.

Meng Shi interrupted him again, "Give yourself a year, when you find yourself farther and farther away from this role and have nowhere to play, you must not complain, give up, focus on work, and spend more time with your family." ”

Zhang Zheng looked deeply at Meng Shi's eyes, turned his head, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, walked up to Jia Shudao, bowed ninety degrees, and said loudly: "I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry." ”

After saying that, he straightened up, slapped himself hard, and left without looking back.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng does not look like a mature and stable middle-aged person.

He is like a stubborn young man who has been wronged, and even the most trusted person who gives him hope does not understand him and gives up on him.

Jia Shudao looked at the back of him leaving, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and put it down again.

Guan Bin was dressed in a red plaid skirt, and the wig on his head was not removed, he stretched out his hand and handed Meng Shi a cigarette, saying: "If this matter is in other groups, he will be scolded and bloody, and it will be spread out, not to mention the role, no one will even want to play tricks in the future." ”

Zhang Zhengyi slapped Jia Shudao stunned, he entered the play, but life is not a play.

He saw too many people on set who wanted to get ahead.

They always have endless fantasies, which are then quickly polished into qualified tools.

Guan Bin said: "Except for a director like you, he has no place to play." ”

Meng Shi took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, took the lighter and lit it, "Let's see it in a year." ”

Guan Bin frowned.

Meng Shi didn't show anything for a month, and kept hanging Jia Shudao to make him suspicious.

Guan Bin knew that this time he wanted to finish filming, and withdraw from the finale banquet, release Jia Shudao's pigeons again, and play King Qin walking around the pillar.

Now that he can't go, Zhang Zheng's slap is a big problem.

Guan Bin lit the cigarette and said, "Do you still want to give Zhang Zheng a chance?" ”

Meng Shi said: "I lit this lamp in his heart......"