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Volume Three: County Famous 1544 Patriotic Youth

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    "Everyone is on your place, get ready." The director drawled, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He glanced around and cursed: "Why hasn't this bastard Zhang Meng come yet?"

    "He called and said he couldn't come." The stage manager responded,

    "Fuck, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

    "It was his girlfriend who disagreed just now."

    "Another weakling." The director was so angry that a small supporting actor was missing at an important moment. Even if this actor is not important, this scene is his highlight. How can he shoot this?

    ??Looking up at the students around me, they look too young and childish. Although I can still take pictures, the effect will be much worse. If I had known this, I wouldn¡¯t have come to Pingchuan University with all the troops.

    At this moment of embarrassment, the director suddenly turned around and saw Wang Baoyu smoking beside him. The young man looked very polite, and his eyes lit up.

    "Comrade, come here." The director waved to Wang Baoyu,

    Wang Baoyu was stunned and didn't hear clearly. The director called again. Only then did he confirm that he was calling him. He hurriedly came over and asked, "Director, what's going on?"

    "Can you play a guest role? It's easy to talk about the cost." The director chuckled and said,

    Wang Baoyu, who had never acted before, was very interested in this. It is best to experience everything in life. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can he let it go? He said quickly: "Okay, but I don't know how to cry in scenes.  Hehe, I¡¯m not emotionally rich enough.¡±

    "Why are you crying? Crying can make the Japanese devils cry to death. We must rise up and fight." The director clenched his fists and said disdainfully,

    "You can't pretend to be a Japanese devil." Wang Baoyu made a condition,

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m going to let you play the role of a hero.¡± The director said with a wicked smile.

    "I have felt that I am a hero since I was a child." Wang Baoyu suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart, his face was full of joy, he rubbed his hands in excitement, and he couldn't wait to audition right away.

    "After a while, when the Japanese soldiers threatened the female students with guns, you rushed over, stood in front of the female students, and cursed the Japanese soldiers." The director explained the plot,

    ¡°No problem, you can¡¯t do the same thing even if you scold me for three days, damn little Japan, you want to bully students in front of me, unless I die.¡± Wang Baoyu patted his chest excitedly, feeling that this role is really enjoyable,

    "That's okay, let's put on makeup and go on stage." The director said,

    The costume designer hurriedly came over and asked Wang Baoyu to put on the gray robe of that period, and also put on a wig with a middle parting. Hehe, he felt good about himself. Then Xiaoyue came over in person to put on makeup for him. With just a few strokes, he immediately looked human.  He was very heroic, and he looked like a positive character at first glance. As a prop, he brought a blood bag and carefully stuffed it into Wang Baoyu's chest.

    "What is this for?" Wang Baoyu asked puzzledly.

    "Needless to say, you scolded the Japanese, and of course you were beaten to death. When the Japanese opened fire, you fell to the ground, crushed the blood bag, and died in pain." The prop chuckled,

    "What do you mean, you asked me to play a dead person." Wang Baoyu felt cheated and said with a frown,

    "The crew gives red envelopes." The prop continued to smile evilly,

    "That won't work. Who will protect those female students if I die?" Wang Baoyu quickly thought of another reason to refuse.

    "You don't have to worry about this. Our plot is very reasonable and we guarantee that the audience will like it."

    "Anyway, I don't play dead people." Wang Baoyu disagreed. He didn't care about the red envelopes. The key is that it's unlucky to play dead people. He ignored everyone's objections and took off his robe a few times.

    The director quickly went over and told the director that Wang Baoyu disagreed. The director was very depressed and angry and didn¡¯t know what to do. Naturally, he scolded Zhang Meng several times.

    "Director, why don't I give it a try? I am engaged in the education industry myself, and it may be more suitable for the heroic character in the play." Teacher Xu walked over in a few steps. He was probably a young man who wanted to try something new.

    The director frowned, waved to the makeup artist and asked for a comb, and personally parted Teacher Xu¡¯s hair in the middle. After looking at it for a long time, he held his chin and asked the people around him: ¡°Is it suitable? Does it look more like a traitor?¡±

    "It's not appropriate." Everyone around him also recognized the director's vision. The depressed teacher Xu really wanted to hit the wall.

    The director waved his hands helplessly and said: "Forget it, go back home, damn, no more filming."

    "Mr. Meng, when can I see you again?" Xiaoyue saw that everyone was packing up and preparing to go back, so she quickly asked the short and fat makeup artist,

    The makeup artist waved his hand and said impatiently: "The director is angry, let's talk about it later."

    "Leave your contact information." Xiaoyue said diligently,

    "Business cardIn the car, can I find it for you if I can double it.  "The makeup artist said casually absentmindedly. Xiaoyue's face immediately showed a look of disappointment, probably a beautiful dream was about to be shattered again.

    All this was seen before Wang Baoyu's eyes, and he felt very uncomfortable. Because he was alone, today's scene could not be filmed, which indirectly affected the crew's losses. More importantly, it also caused Xiaoyue to lose a good opportunity. Xiaoyue  I have just regained some self-confidence, and now I am happy for nothing. I wonder what the impact will be.

    Wang Baoyu is still soft-hearted, fuck, just play a dead person, it¡¯s not really dead,

    Wang Baoyu finally shouted: "Director, I will shoot, it is best to make me more heroic."

    The director turned from anger to joy, turned around and asked: "Have you thought about it?"

    "Well, I've thought about it."

    "Little comrade, your consciousness is too high. Let's do this. I'll give it to you as a red envelope on the coffin." The director said,

    I fainted. It turned out that the red envelopes were different in different ways of dying on TV. The director happily started to make plans again and ordered: "Then put a few more blood bags for this young man. Well, arrange for all the Japanese soldiers to shoot at him."  Shoot, you must be more heroic."

    This is not heroic, it is clearly tragic. Wang Baoyu did not bargain. He used the props to tape a few blood bags on him, and explained how to use them correctly. Then, Wang Baoyu adjusted his spirit and stepped forward.  He strode onto the field, his trees stood in the wind, and his fighting spirit was high. He immediately attracted applause from the onlookers and the eyes of many girls.

    The crew has been working hard for so long, but it still attracted many people from outside the school to stop and watch the fun. There was also a minivan without a license plate parked not far away, with the windows closed.

    "Baga, the flower girl's work is so hard to do." A "Japanese devil" raised his gun and directly pressed it against a man wearing a navy short-breasted, a black skirt, white socks and black square-top leather shoes.  On the female student¡¯s bulging breasts,

    The female student puffed out her chest unyieldingly and cursed: "Bah, the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but not an inch of the motherland can be lost."

    "Baga." The "Japanese devil" cursed, swung his spear, and hit the female student in the face. The female student bit the blood bag in her mouth at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

    "You damn devil, don't bully girls." The passionate boy played by Wang Baoyu stepped forward to block the girls with his robe.
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