Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Three hours later.

The director propped his elbows on his thighs, collapsed and buried his face in his palms, and fell into desperate thought.

He is a director who specializes in making low-quality online dramas. He has never had much demand for the quality of the plot and the acting skills of the actors.

But... since he has been in the industry for more than ten years, he has never seen such a bad actor!

The position of the station is not available, and the lens is not found.

The lines are not bad at all, but the expressions and body movements are stiff, as if there is a robot behind them with a key switch. What is the use of remembering the lines clearly!

The director put down his palm stupidly and shouted weakly:

"...Ten minutes rest."

The shooting stopped.

All the actors showed grievances instantly, but Lu Nan, who was the culprit, breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally escaped from the protracted torture.

"—Lunan, come here."

The director shouted from a distance.

Ge Xiu put down his sleeves, and walked in the direction of the sound.

The director pulled Ge Xiu aside, his expression complex, and he wanted to stop talking.

Finally, after pondering the words and sentences for a long time, he slowly said: "Xiaolu...I know you have encountered a lot of things recently, state..."

The director talked for a while, and then continued in an extremely reluctant voice: "...maybe not very good."

He took a deep breath and continued: "This...I don't blame you. I'll give you a three-day vacation. You can think about this character, okay?"

The young man nodded, sincerely:

"Okay, thank you director."

Staring at the innocent youth in front of him, the director felt more and more headaches-he didn't want to change people, mainly because the cost of the web drama he is currently shooting is too low, and there are too few actors willing to take on such a bad drama.

The director is actually quite self-aware about this.

Although this person has been hacked on the Internet recently, being scolded is also traffic!

You know, black and red are also red.

He counted on being scolded when the show was filmed, so that he could earn some clicks and make a good deal of business.

The director patted Ge Xiu on the shoulder, and said weakly:

"…Go ahead."

Ge Xiu nodded happily, then turned away without any psychological burden.

Today I have gained a lot of knowledge!

Just stand in front of the camera and recite the lines—well, you can’t look directly at the camera, you can’t face the camera directly, and you can’t just recite your lines without giving the other party time to respond.

In this way, the profession of actor is still quite interesting.

Ge Xiu finished changing his clothes, and then left the gloomy and gloomy studio in high spirits.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the film and television city, he was surrounded by a group of entertainers blocking the gate.

One by one microphones were facing his face, squeezing and squeezing in front of him.

Countless noisy voices came from all directions, and the male and female voices overlapped and mingled, making it too noisy:

"Lunan Lunan! What do you think about the revelation that you have been nurtured?"

"Did you leave the hotel this morning in a disheveled clothes because of someone with whom you accompany?"

"are you gay?"

"It is said that you owed a loan shark because of gambling. Is this true?"

"Have you ever posted Zuo Yan, the president of the Zuo family consortium, or even went to a hotel under the Zuo family to try to seduce him?"

Ge Xiu was arguing.

The identity assigned to him this time, Lu Nan, is simply a black material concentration camp. Although he did not have time to digest the information transmitted to his mind, he simply understood the exposed news. It is enough to ruin a person.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the messy reporters in front of him. There was a bit of coldness in his dark eyes. This is not the look that an ordinary star can have. The kind of unirritable and prestigious aura makes Ben Ben. The sensitive entertainment reporters felt cold behind their backs, and subconsciously closed their voices as if they were deterred.

There was a brief silence in the air.

Ge Xiu cleared his throat and said, "Do you have any questions? Then come one by one."

The entertainment reporters were stunned. They had never seen a star with this kind of reaction. At the same time, the professional radar, which was extremely sensitive to traffic and heat, also stood up instantly. Glittering with excitement, they swarmed up like a hyena smelling blood.

Ge Xiu ordered one randomly:

"What did you ask me just now?"

The reporter who was spotted spoke extremely fast: "What do you think about the revelation that you are being nurtured?"

Ge shaved his face and didn't change his color: "No opinion."

reporter:"…?"

But before he could come back to his senses, the entertaining note of the second question was clicked by the distracted youth, and the other party's voice instantly overwhelmed the first reporter's attempt to question:

"You owe loan sharks for gambling..."

Ge Xiu calmly said: "Fake."

The reporter was taken aback, but the reaction quickly took over: "But the evidence..."

Ge Xiu is categorical: "Forged."

reporter:"…"

What is talking nonsense with your eyes open? This is called talking nonsense with your eyes open.

But the other party's kind of natural and upright, as if there is no hidden attitude, but has a kind of weird magic, that is, it can block their throats tightly, suddenly forgetting what to ask next.

Other entertainment commotions.

They could see what exactly this guy wanted to do, but after all, they were well-trained and were not ready to let the other party continue to control the right to speak.

The crowd quickly became agitated, and fierce questions were thrown at the young man in the eye of the typhoon like a bomb. One question was more blatantly awkward than one, as if trying to sting the other party deliberately so that he could do it. More intense stress response.

Homosexuality, foster care, seduce, unspoken rules, owe money, Zuo's group, Zuo Yan...

Ge Xiu frowned and caught a vocabulary that he had never heard of:

"Who is Zuo Yan?"

The entertainment reporters took a breath, and suddenly fell silent, staring at the young man in front of them with incredible expressions, as if he had said something shocking.

Ge Xiu was a little baffled.

Should he know this person?

However, Ge Xiu knows what it means to seize the opportunity, so he took the opportunity to escape from the encirclement of Yuji, and then quickly recruited a passing taxi, and quickly got into the car before the other party surrounded it again.

The slowly moving taxi left the group of chasing people behind, and the tightly closed car windows isolated those questions that seemed like a gunfire.

It feels good to finally breathe smoothly.

Ge Xiu leaned on the back seat, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out the phone from his pocket.

According to the original memory, he opened the social software and flipped through it casually.

I saw Lu Nan's name was hanging on the hot search.

And there are still several.

Ge Xiu clicked on one casually.

One of the most popular ones is the appearance of him coming out of the hotel in disheveled clothes this morning. The angle of the photo is very wonderful, and it can make people want to be crooked almost instantly.

He scrolled down to the comment area.

It's basically all insults with foul language inside.

…boring.

Ge Xiu yawned painlessly and turned off the social software.

He opened the original payment software, scanned it at will, and then his eyes froze.

Balance: 19.8 yuan.

"..."

Ge Xiu looked up and glanced at the driver's schedule, the number on it was about to jump to 19.5.

He suddenly yelled: "Stop!"

The driver was taken aback and hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

Ge Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll just get off here."

The driver looked back at him with some bewilderment: "But it's only five minutes before the destination. It will take a long time to walk."

Ge Xiu calmly replied: "I want to take a walk."

He paid, opened the car door and walked out.

This is a somewhat crowded residential area. In fact, it is not far from the place where the original one lives, and it takes only ten minutes to walk.

Ge Xiu turned into an alley according to his memory.

The sun above the head was warm and dazzling, and a few large and leafy trees stretched out from the low walls to cast shadows.

"Guru—"

There was a cry from his stomach.

Ge Xiu frowned and reached out to hold his aching stomach.

He only then remembered that he hadn't been in water since waking up in the hotel this morning.

At this moment, before taking a few steps, a few people who had obviously been waiting there abducted from the rugged alley, and then slowly walked towards them.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes.

He tilted his cheek slightly-the alley behind him was blocked by the other three.

Those men were tall and majestic, with ferocious faces. They all had wooden sticks, iron rods, and sharp-edged knives in their hands.

What kind of luck is this today.

I was blocked by people everywhere.

The hunger in his stomach made Ge Xiu a little irritable.

"Oh, Star Lu, you also know to come back." The man in the lead said in a weird manner: "How about engraving the words on your hand this time? Write the money you owe us, maybe you won't forget it. NS."

Several other people around burst into vulgar laughter.

"Scratch his face!" a man suggested maliciously: "Look at how he is on the show!"

"Interrupt his hand!"

Cruel suggestions came out one by one from the mouths of the people around them. They laughed, enjoying the thrill of being condescending and watching the victims shiver, and they were not tired of it.

The headed man walked forward and poked the opponent's shoulder with the sharpened iron rod in his hand:

"Did you hear that, don't stop telling..."

Before the iron rod could touch the opponent, it was suddenly grabbed.

The man froze for a moment, and swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach unexpectedly.

The young man who should have been trembling with fear and panic raised his head, but there was no emotion on his face. Under his slightly scattered forehead, his eyes were cold and dark, like sharp blades shining with snowy cold light, just simple. The gaze seemed to be able to feel the pain of being split, which was chilling.

He said calmly and boredly:

"Have you ever finished?"

The man recovered from his dazed state, and instantly became angry, and shouted angrily: "What did you say?!"

The young man smiled brightly.

He tightened his hand holding the iron rod sharply, pulled the opponent directly, and then pressed the opponent's head and slammed it on his knee.

The whole process went smoothly, and it took less than a few seconds before and after.

When everyone reacted, the man fell on the ground wailing, his face distorted, and his nosebleeds flowing long. Judging from the shape of the bridge of his nose, it was probably broken.

Ge Xiu turned the stick in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at the others:

"Come on?"

There was something dark and deep in his eyes flashing, like a beast lurking in the abyss showing sharp minions, and cold flames burning in the desolate ruins.

The scorching sun is dazzling, and the alleys are winding.

The sour sound of bone breaking, the sound of physical beating, and the piercing howl mixed together and came out from it, which appeared vivid and abrupt in the quiet afternoon.

After a few minutes, everything fell silent again.

Only the painful Shen Yin was looming.

"Dangling."

Ge Xiu casually threw the **** iron rod on the ground with a loud noise, then raised his foot and kicked the man who fell to the ground wailing: "Not coming?"

The man curled up, struggling to avoid.

Ge Xiu kicked again: "That's it?"

"No, no, don't fight! Forgive me!" The man hoarsely begged for mercy, the broken nose on his face was still bleeding, nose and tears mixed with blood, and it became a ball.

"Scratch my face?" He asked slowly, "Interrupt my hand?"

"No, no, no, no! Don't dare! We just made a joke, a joke!" The man cried bitterly.

Ge Xiu came down faintly, and sneered softly:

"Just here to collect debts? Are you embarrassed?"

He lifted his foot across the writhing body on the ground, and then walked slowly towards the end of the alley.

Before he went out a few steps, the familiar electronic synthesis sound rang in his ears, without emotional fluctuations:

"Criminal 7098, please accept the world's third task: paying off debts."

Ge Xiu stopped and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"This task is a long-term task and must be repaid through acting. The prescribed time is one year."

In a year, by acting, you can pay off 80 million?

He didn't get angry but smiled: "Okay, no problem."

"Guru—"

There was another noise in Ge Xiu's stomach. He recalled the pitiful 30 cents in his wallet, then turned around and walked back without hesitation.

He kicked the man who was still lying on the ground rolling:

"Do you have any money?"

The man was kicked with a horrible cry, he was taken aback for a while, and then said: "There are some."

Ge Xiu raised his eyes and scanned the others: "Where are you?"

"Yes!" Everyone answered hurriedly.

"Very good, take them out."

The author has something to say: If you fail to collect debts, you will be robbed.