61: That's not how the big names play

The next time I saw Feng Dagang was on the set three days later.

Today is going to shoot the first scene, I heard that all the main creators will take the time to come, Feng Dagang is full of spirit and energy, and even walking is a dragon and a tiger, opening and closing. It is said that people are in good spirits at happy events, and after filming so many TV series, he is not as excited as when he first entered this industry, but now this energy is gone, but there is still money.

It can be said that his script is a big IP, and he is a big director himself, in fact, no matter whether he shoots seriously or casually, the money is made.

For the sake of money, it's not okay to be unhappy.

Zhang Yu and Liu Xuanchou arrived on the set early again, and just after standing for a while, Zhang Yu was pulled by the makeup artist to try on makeup, and he has his role today, so he needs to prepare early.

Liu Xuanchou, who was loved by no one and no one, had to find a big tree in a good position, sat on the root of the tree protruding from the ground, and looked curiously at the busy staff who were coming and going.

Cameras, lighting equipment, rails and railcars for cameras, rocker arms for cameras, various costumes, cosmetics, and recording equipment to match the era of the film's story....... He looked at all the strange things.

"Brother Tai, may I ask how to get to Luojia Mountain?"

Just as he was out of his mind, a pretended question sounded in front of him.

He looked up and saw Zhang Yu wearing a purple straight court dress, with a gold silk spider stripe of the same color around his waist, and his black hair tied up with a gilt crown.

Zhang Yu looks good, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, if he can lose weight, he is probably the type of beautiful man.

"Idiot. Liu Xuan glanced at him and turned his head away from him.

"By the way, why haven't you started yet?"

Zhang Yu sat next to him, clapped his hands, and sighed: "Who is that, what's your name, the martial arts star who has been very popular recently hasn't arrived yet, no, the whole crew is waiting." Hey, Director Feng's face stinks, let's not touch that moldy head. ”

"What kind of star? can make Feng Dagang wait for him?" Liu Xuanchou was interested, in his cognition, Feng Dagang's status in the entertainment industry should not be something that a new star can shake, and no one seems to dare to do this kind of thing late.

"Who else can there be, Li Xiaofeibei, he doesn't have any skills, he has some relationship with the Propaganda Department at home, and he has been on fire recently, I heard that Director Feng has to give him some face. ”

"Li Xiaofei......."

Liu Xuanchou kept an eye on it, and the people who could hook up with the Propaganda Department might be able to dig up something.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming. Zhang Yu got up from the ground and ran out with a smoke, and with him were other staff members at the scene, who crowded at the fence in front of the square, waving and shouting, with excitement on their faces that could not be concealed.

"Li Xiaofei, Li Xiaofei, wow........."

"Li Xiaofei, I love you......"

"Li Xiaofei, I love you too, I want to give you a monkey......"

.....

"Uncle ...... day" Liu Xuanchou looked at Zhang Yu who was writhing his fat ass in the crowd angrily, and the contempt in his eyes was even more than before.

Before anyone was seen, the rather spectacular momentum already gave people the illusion that the country's leaders had come to inspect.

Two teams of sturdy black-clothed men came out in line, pushing the excited star-chasers away, and after freeing up the path that one person could pass, a slender young man with a black super mask swaggered over.

Because his vision is blocked by sunglasses, he can't see his eyes clearly, giving people a feeling of emptiness.

This made Liu Xuanchou feel uncomfortable for a while, and his eyes wandered away, simply not looking at the nasty face.

"Xiaofei, here, it's too congested along the way, isn't it? Hurry up, get inside and have a cup of tea first." Producer Zheng Rong changed his normal behavior, trotted up enthusiastically, and hooked Li Xiaofei's shoulder for a greeting.

Even in the face of a producer of a big production, Li Xiaofei does not have a good face.

He walked forward on his own, his eyes looking around, as if pleased with the affection and awe of all the staff.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, he slowly took off his sunglasses, and looked at Liu Xuanchou who was in a fugue with an unhappy face. "Is this...?"

"Oh," Zheng Rong glanced at Liu Xuanchou and replied, "This is one of our group performances." ”

"This kid won't fall in love with the person I want, right? Is it really like the gossip news said, Li Xiaofei likes to engage in Ji?" he thought to himself.

"Group performance?heh..."The disdain in Li Xiaofei's eyes flashed, at first he thought that this was the screenwriter, assistant director and other high-level executives of the crew, but he didn't expect it to be just a group performance of 50 yuan a day.

A small group performance is so arrogant, he is still sitting on the ground in a daze when he arrives, no one dares to ignore him like this, even if it is a domestic first-line star, he has to be polite when he sees him.

"Hey, who's..."

Liu Xuanchou, who was in a daze, had already noticed Li Xiaofei's arrival, but he didn't want to deal with such a two-hundred-five.

"Hey, what about you, that group performer, come over and help me hold up the umbrella, I didn't see the sun outside is very spicy. Li Xiaofei saw that he ignored him, and the displeasure in the corners of his eyes became even more obvious.

"Eh, Xiao Wang, why don't you come over and get an umbrella for Xiao Fei?" Zheng Rong saw that Li Xiaofei seemed to want to find fault, and hurriedly yelled at the assistant behind him, wanting to resolve the embarrassment at the scene.

Li Xiaofei, with his own relationship, has indeed made many people in the entertainment industry quite jealous, and his small producer is no exception. Of course, Liu Xuanchou is the potential stock he fancies, and he also has to find a way to save his face, and this kindness will not be given in vain.

"Fuck off. Li Xiaofei rudely knocked the umbrella in Assistant Wang's hand to the ground, and then glared angrily at Liu Xuanchou, who was still looking at the sky and "empty-eyed", "Hey, are you deaf or dumb?"

"Quack!"

A cold look flashed in Liu Xuanchou's eyes, his right hand was raised, and a piece of dry dog shit turned into a strong wind and smashed on Li Xiaofei's fair face.

The audience was in an uproar, and then the silent pin drop could be heard.

Li Xiaofei was thrown shit?

WOW God, the kung fu star was dumped with a piece of shit?

Fortunately, it wasn't the freshly piping hot Xiang that had just been pulled out, otherwise, the picture would be unbearable.

"You dare to throw me?" Li Xiaofei pulled the shit off his face with his hand, and looked at Liu Xuanchou who slowly got up in disbelief.

"Why don't you dare to throw you? Are you any different from other idiots? idiot......"

Liu Xuanchou glanced at him disdainfully, turned around and walked towards Zhang Yu, who was stunned in the crowd.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Zhang Yu was anxious like a hot soup pot, "Big brother, don't come here, don't come over, you don't know me." You don't know me, you don't know me, I'm just air, I'm a ......" he kept praying in his heart.