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Xu Bai feels that creatures like the Big Boss can only be viewed from a distance but not played with up close.
But just because he thinks this way doesn¡¯t mean others think so too.
Because we had to shoot a scene at sunrise today, Xu arrived at the set before daylight. There were not many people on the set at that time, so Sister Mo, who was doing his makeup, whispered to him: "I don't know what kind of evil wind is blowing today. Du Zeyu arrived on the set early in the morning, and his scene is in the afternoon."
¡°Sister Xiao Mo is the eldest sister of the makeup team, and she has worked with Xu Bai before. She is very familiar with him, and she doesn¡¯t have many scruples when talking to him.
"Mr. Weng is here this morning. I think Du Zeyu has been asking Mr. Weng for advice." Xu Bai smiled.
Although Du Zeyu and Xu Bai are not from the same company, his small company is actually a subsidiary of Sihai Entertainment, but it has not been announced to the public.
Xu Bai does not refuse gossip, but he basically does not speak ill of others behind their backs. This is not because of how noble his character is, but because he points too hard, and nine times out of ten he can be heard by the rightful owner.
The pain of adolescence is like the vast ocean of water in the West Lake.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the blue, Du Zeyu was calm, either reading the script or asking Mr. Weng questions, or at most playing with his mobile phone. He played three rounds of King Pesticide, and Xu Bai saw that he gave away ten heads.
The expression went from confident to black as coal, which was much easier to change than when he was filming.
When he lost the third game, he looked up and happened to see Xu Bai looking at him, so Xu Bai immediately gave him a caring and encouraging look.
"But Du Zeyu didn't appreciate it very much, his face turned darker, he stood up and left.
He may have lost so badly that it affected his mood. You heard his teammates still scolding "Stupid King Lanling, King Lanling, big idiot", Xu Bai thought calmly.
But at ten o'clock, Xu Bai came down from filming a scene and found that Du Zeyu was gone. Not only him, but also his assistant was not there.
Looking back, I saw that the small iron gate on the wall was opened. That place is basically outside their shooting range, so few people will go there.
They didn¡¯t go to the next door, right?
Xu Bai quickly stood up and moved quietly to the small iron gate. After hesitating for two or three seconds, he stepped over in one step.
The layout next door is almost exactly the same as No. 9 North Street. Even the small building looks like a twin brother, with ivy crawling on the walls. With just one glance, Xu Bai saw Du Zeyu and his assistant because they were stopped at the door of the small building by the young man named A Yan.
"What kind of calligraphy and painting? Bring it to me to see first. My husband is still resting." Ayan put down the bag of snacks and licked her fingers with an innocent look on her face.
"Who are you?" Du Zeyu asked while holding back his temper.
"I'm the concierge here." Ayan blinked.
"Concierge???" Du Zeyu looked at his small body, his doubts were like acne in adolescence, and he couldn't suppress them.
The assistant quickly pulled him. Regardless of whether the "concierge" was real or not, if this child appeared here, he must be from the master's family, so he couldn't offend him. So he took out the scroll of calligraphy and painting with the mentality of coaxing the child, and said with a smile: "This is the original work of Mr. Songhe. Children, do you want to see it?"
"I'm not a child." Ayan immediately raised his face seriously.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Concierge." The assistant followed his words.
A Yan forgave him with all her heart, and then took the calligraphy and painting carelessly, shaking it away with a shake of her hand. The assistant's heart jumped into his throat, and he hurriedly stretched his hands forward, fearing that he would accidentally damage the calligraphy and painting.
Who would have thought that Ayan¡¯s next words would make his heart explode.
"This is false." Ayan looked up at him.
"How is that possible!" Du Zeyu jumped up first.
"It's just a lie." Ayan said seriously.
Du Zeyu was furious: "Why do you say it's fake? Are you, the little concierge, deliberately looking for trouble?"
The assistant, while preventing Du Zeyu from losing control of his temper, hurriedly explained patiently: "Don't say this nonsense, kid."
"What's fake is fake. If it's really in my husband's study, the writing is not as good as my husband's." Ah Yan, Tong Sha.
The scene was a little awkward for a while. Xu Bai felt that he shouldn't be here. He should be reading his script far away next door. But A-Yan had already noticed him first, stuffed the calligraphy and painting into Du Zeyu's arms, and ran towards Xu Bai.
"Big star! You come too"?My cook hasn't come yet. We have been waiting and waiting since yesterday, but he hasn't come yet. "
Although it is said that monsters will not starve to death even if they don¡¯t eat a few meals, I admire your perseverance.
A Yan then added: "He said he was lost in the Pacific Ocean and fell in love with a sea monster there."
Xu Bai: ""
Ayan: "Sir, I'm going to starve to death."
Xu Bai: "Waita sea monster?"
Xu Bai had to interrupt the script of the Pacific Ocean.
A Yan: "Just like you, he swims in the water."
Xu Bai: "Do you know I am a monster?"
Ayan quickly made another "behaved.jpg", blinked her eyes, and said, "It's all what Mr. said. I actually don't know anything."
Well, Xu Bai is not surprised that an old monster who has practiced for many years can have this ability. But it was a bit against the grain to let the big boss eat the crew's box lunch, so Xu Bai had to take out his cell phone to order takeout.
A Yan was on the side giving him advice: "This, this, sir likes to eat beef noodles!"
¡°And this, Xiaolongbao, is delicious!¡±
¡°Let¡¯s have some braised food, Mr. also likes braised food very much!¡±
Xu Bai nodded doubtfully. To be on the safe side, he ordered another four dishes and one soup with light taste.
So forty minutes later, Fu Xitang, who had just woken up from jet lag, opened the door and saw delivery riders from Meituan, Baidu, and Are You Hungry lined up outside the door.
It¡¯s like a big awkward gathering.
¡°Sir, your takeaway has arrived, please give it a five-star rating.¡±
Fu Xitang was silent for three seconds, then looked back at Ayan who was sneaking back from the small iron gate. Ayan froze immediately and said humbly: "Sir, are you awake, hahaha"
¡°You must be hungry after being jet-lagged for so long!¡±
¡°I discovered that my motherland is really good, frying and cooking, the eight major cuisines¡±
But Fu Xitang¡¯s deep eyes hidden behind the lenses seemed to see the bottom of his heart, and before he even frowned, Ayan¡¯s heart was beating like she was suffering from Parkinson¡¯s disease.
"Please wait a moment." Fu Xitang apologized to the riders, closed the door, turned around, and asked calmly: "Did I treat you badly with food?"
Ayan: "No, absolutely not!"
Fu Xitang: "Then you are dissatisfied with me?"
"Sir, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone out to deceive others, and I shouldn't have taken other people's things." A Yan repented, deeply repented, and said with a sincere expression: "Actually, these were all ordered by Xu Bai, and I asked him not to order them. He wants more, really!"
Fu Xitang lowered his eyes and straightened the cuffs of his white shirt. The silver chains hanging from his eyes gave off a unique halo in the blurred sunlight. His movements are very slow and methodical, giving you a little precious time to repent and reincarnate as soon as possible.
"Do you think," he raised his eyes again, "do you think I will believe it?"
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