The whole company is a demon [entertainment circle]

Claiming Cubs for Six Days·【Third Watch】Xia Xiaoqin was injured on the first day that Boss Glutton was away

Fang Weifeng was shut out from Zhu Li's side, and even Xia Qin, who was already disliked, completely hated him now.

Before there was the shame of climbing the wall, later there was the hatred of being ridiculed, and then there was the shame of being trampled on. In short, Xia Xiaoqin's hatred was firmly held.

"After filming this scene today, I will take people away. I will be on the show tonight." Zhu Li walked to Wen Endong to inform, looked at Xia Qin who was in front of him, squinted his eyes slightly and asked He said, "By the way, is Fang Weifeng looking for anything these days?"

Zhu Li didn't come to the set for the past two days, because Fang Weifeng was so busy with the follow-up matter about the car accident that he found, and by the way, he changed a place for actor Qi Yu to hide, and even if he wanted to go out, he also put on makeup Smear powder, pretend to be ugly.

He rolled his eyes at the sky, Qi Yu, who is over 40 years old, is not as well-behaved as the Xia Xiaoqin he is bringing now, which is reassuring.

"No, he's been quite peaceful these two days." Hearing Zhu Li's question, Wen Endong frowned and said.

During the two-day transition, all the scenes were shot indoors, there were no fans watching, and the progress of the filming was fairly smooth.

"Director, everything is ready, you can start at any time." The field manager came over and reminded.

Wen Endong nodded, turned to Zhu Li and invited, "Let's see together?"

"Of course." Zhu Li pulled up a chair and sat down. Seeing a mobile phone under Wen Endong's monitor, which looked familiar, he raised his eyebrows and pointed, "This is Xia Qin's mobile phone." ? What are you doing here?”

"Let the assistant record it together." Wen Endong said, "It is also convenient for him to check the performance at any time."

Zhu Li said "Oh" and nodded, "This is a good habit."

"I thought you asked him to do this?" Wen Endong was slightly surprised when he heard the words, then nodded and said, "The last few scenes have basically been one-off, and he is a very spiritual newcomer."

Zhu Li laughed when he heard this, maybe a newcomer said something else, but he accepted this compliment, "When did the person I recommend come have something bad?"

——By the way, I have to praise myself.

Wen Endong scoffed, and ignored Zhu Li.

He raised the small horn, greeted the staff on the set, and signaled to those staff who were still in the scene of the scene that it was time to clear the scene and leave the scene.

This scene is filming Xie Zhihang's family downfall, Xie Zhihang fell from the proud son of heaven to the dust.

The military/government/world situation is unpredictable, one second he was a big boss who called the wind and rain, and the next second he was pushed down from a high position and thrown into jail.

This scene is divided into two parts. The first one filmed Xie Zhihang and his parents, and the next one filmed the male protagonist Zhao Yiran breaking into Xie Zhihang's home under the order of the army, and escorting Xie Zhihang's father back to the imperial capital.

"No. 30 six games, the first one, start!" The field manager who hit the board clicked the board.

Xia Qin looked at Father Xie's eyes blankly and out of focus. It was the first time that the only son of the Xie family, who had always been the favored son of heaven, tasted the feeling of being at a loss.

"How could this be..." Xia Qin murmured in a low voice, turning to Father Xie, with a little begging in his eyes, hoping that what Xie Father said was all a misunderstanding.

Father Xie shook his head slightly, sighed, and closed his eyes.

"They made you a scapegoat!" Xia Qin took a slight step back, looked down at the ground, clenched his fists violently, and said in a hateful voice, "Since it's the city-level joint corruption and pouring black water, then I'll appeal to Zhong/ Central! They should take care of it!"

"Ahang!" Father Xie yelled sharply, holding Xia Qin's shoulders with his big hands, a look of pain and helplessness flashed in his eyes, "It's useless, this is what they want, you can't fight them."

"After I'm gone, it's time for you to learn to plan for yourself."

He patted Xia Qin on the shoulder, looked at the panic in the eyes of his arrogant eldest son, took a deep breath, "Don't let me down."

Xia Qin trembled, and he couldn't let go of the clenched hand hanging by his side. He lowered his head and didn't speak. For a long time, a drop of teardrop fell down.

He closed his eyes and raised his head again. A gloomy storm was brewing in the depths of his dark pupils, which made people shudder. He said coldly, "Don't worry."

"Ahang!"

"Card!"

"Prepare the next one, clear the field." The field manager shouted familiarly with a loudspeaker.

Zhu Li glanced sideways at Wen Endong and asked, "Just one?"

"How many more do you want?" Wen Endong glanced at him, "You don't need money for my film?"

Zhou Lai nodded in agreement, "Wow, you are too strict. How else do you want to play this scene? Look at Xia Xiaoqin's eyes, the foreshadowing of blackening is clearly visible, and I don't need to arrange it at all. What kind of lines are embarrassing. What else do you want?"

Zhu Li: "..." Cheng, met a chief screenwriter who was more protective than him, and closed the wheat.

Wen Endong looked at Zhu Li's deflated face, hooked the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the scene, "Are you all ready?"

"Immediately." The field manager shouted.

Fang Weifeng's assistant walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Fang, where is the army stick that goes with his uniform? I haven't found it after searching for a long time. What's the matter?"

"What? Didn't you just put it together with the military uniform?" The field manager frowned when he heard the words, "Why are you the ones who throw things every time? Last time I lost my tie, this time I lost my baton. It's a real thing." Waving his hands well, he said in a rough voice, "Wait, I'll get you a spare one."

The little assistant thanked him, then turned around and found a baton prop in the glove box, with a smile on his face, "Thank you, Uncle Li."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went back to the dressing room, rolling his eyes towards the sky.The field staff in the group knew how to talk to people when they saw people, and to talk nonsense when they saw people. If Fang Weifeng came here by himself, hey, he would dare to show his face in this matter.

"Strange...why is there only one spare left?" The field manager looked at the props box and murmured suspiciously, bent down and rummaged in it twice, "Obviously I made several props when I asked someone to make props. of……"

Fang Weifeng took the baton brought by his assistant, tapped the stick lightly, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

The assistant helped him put on his baton. Fang Weifeng had just finished putting on his makeup when he heard Wen Endong calling for someone. He stood up, stretched, and walked over slowly, "Here comes Director Wen."

"No.30 seven games, the first one, start!"

"Minister Xie, I am following the instructions of the superiors in the Nanjing/Beijing/Military/District, please come with me." Fang Weifeng stood tall and straight at the gate in a neat military uniform, and shouted loudly to Xie Zhihang's family of three inside the room, "Please Don't embarrass me."

Xie Long pursed his lips, pressed Xia Qin's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't be impulsive in everything in the future, Ah Hang, remember?"

"Don't worry." Xia Qin responded, lowering his eyes and not looking at Xie Long. He still said those three words, and his voice was cold, which made Xie Long, who knew his only son's temper, helpless and worried.

"It's time to go, Minister Xie." Fang Weifeng urged again.

Xia Qin followed behind Xie Long with a cold face, and watched Xie Long get into the green military vehicle with a square head.

Fang Weifeng didn't get into the car immediately, he turned to look at Xia Qin, and said with a straight face, "Xie Zhihang, I'm sorry about uncle."

Xia Qin glanced at him coldly, his lips parted slightly, and a slight sneer appeared, "Hehe, Zhao Yiran, even now, you are not qualified to cry to my cat and pretend to be merciful. Get out."

"Don't be ignorant of good people." Fang Weifeng frowned, and his face suddenly sank.

Xia Qin sneered, didn't talk nonsense to the other party, and turned around neatly, no matter how helpless and flustered he looked in front of his parents just now, he still looked arrogant and arrogant in front of outsiders.

A long black windbreaker was spun out, "Sister Xiang, close the door."

Fang Weifeng pulled out his baton and slammed it between the gates. He looked down at the man in the room, strode into Xie's house, grabbed Xia Qin's wrist with one hand, and said sharply, "Do you know that Su Su Worried about the situation of you and uncle? Do you think I want to care about you? Xie Zhihang! Can you stop being such a jerk!?"

Xia Qin felt a soreness in his wrist, he frowned slightly, turned around, but his face was still calm and arrogant, he didn't pay attention to the other party at all, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Mrs. Xiang, " Sister-in-law Xiang, why did you let people in so casually? My floor was dirty. Remember to throw away the carpet for me later.”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and broke away Fang Weifeng's fingers holding his wrist one by one, and chuckled, "Xuan Susu is worried about me? Then what are you doing here? Be a woman's microphone?"

"Hehe, Zhao Yiran, you are willing to send the woman you like to me, but I don't want to forcefully accept a half-hearted romantic woman."

Xia Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Weifeng, "I'm different from you."

Fang Weifeng was almost stung by the contempt in Xia Qin's eyes, his face was livid, he took a deep breath, and put down his hand, "Indeed, I am different from you, I will never insult the woman I once liked like you .”

"Insult?" Xia Qin raised his voice abruptly, and laughed, "I'm just telling the truth in a bad way, which is called insult? If you can't hear it, you can't hear it. Why use some grandiose words to stuff me?"

"Zhao Yiran, since you like making a microphone so much, you can help me give Xuan Susu a word, just say..." Xia Qin paused, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he shook it slightly. Gradually let go of his fists, and said with a light smile, "No matter how downed Xie Zhihang is, he won't be able to pick up other people's broken shoes to wear, so let her stop wishful thinking."

"Xie Zhihang!" Fang Weifeng shouted in a deep voice, suddenly raised the baton in his hand, and swung it down according to the arrangement in the script. Xia Qin raised his arm to block it, and the dull pain in his arm made Xia Qin grunt in pain. , realized that this baton was different from the one prepared by the props group.

His face changed, he looked at Fang Weifeng with a gloomy face, and said coldly, "Get lost."

Fang Weifeng's movements froze, and he took two steps back unconsciously. Then he realized that he was not in the right state. He froze, turned around and left with big strides.

"Card!"

Wen Endong smiled in satisfaction, "It's rare, there is nothing wrong with the rivalry between these two."

Zhu Li laughed, looked at Xia Qin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Director Wen, can I call it a day? Did I take him away?"

"Okay, okay, here, take Xia Qin's mobile phone with you." Wen Endong took down Xia Qin's mobile phone and returned it to Zhu Li.

Zhu Li took it over, glanced at the automatic playback screen, and suddenly frowned slightly.

He looked up into the arena, grabbed a staff member and asked, "Where's Xia Qin?"

"Brother Xia, go back to the dressing room to take off your makeup after the show."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Li strode towards the dressing room.

Xia Qin sat on the rest chair and rolled up his cuffs. The arm that had blocked a baton just now became hot and swollen.

Seeing this, Xia Qin's assistant screamed softly. Xia Qin frowned and said to her, "Okay, get me some ice cubes and towels."

"Oh!" The assistant ran out in a hurry, slammed the makeup artist's door shut, quickly ran to the props room next door, and borrowed things.

She wrapped the ice pack in a towel, placed it lightly on Xia Qin's swollen arm, rubbed it out carefully, and said in a low voice while rubbing, "This, how could it be like this!" The little assistant frowned anxiously Khan, look at Xia Qin's expression unchanged, as if he doesn't feel pain, "Are you in pain..."

"It's okay." Xia Qin took the ice bag towel from the assistant's hand, "Don't rub it."

When the bruise is rubbed, bruises will appear immediately, and I have to go to the show later, I can’t go on camera with bruises, I can only apply cold compresses to reduce the swelling, I hope that when the studio records the program, the marks will not be too obvious , Can be covered with makeup.

Zhu Li suddenly pushed open the door of the dressing room, and saw Xia Qin sitting on a chair taking off makeup while closing his eyes and recuperating, with an ice pack on one arm, he immediately became angry, he strode over, gently opened the The ice bag saw the thick, long, swollen red mark on the bottom, and asked coldly, "The mark from the baton just now?"

"There is something wrong with the props." Xia Qin nodded lightly and said, "Go and check."

Hearing this, Zhu Li glanced at the man who was so calm as if it wasn't him who had the accident, pursed his lips, and scolded his mother in a low voice, "Fang Weifeng, that little bastard!" door, strode away.

"One or two of you, all have enmity with this gate?" Xia Qin glanced at the closed gate, sneered, lightly touched the bruise with his fingertips, and his eyes were cool.

Hearing this, the little assistant's face stretched long.

——Boss Taotie seldom went to work obediently and didn’t come with him on the first day, something happened to the proprietress, can they not get angry?Where is the door still in charge?