Dressed as Cannon Fodder Abandoned by the Actor

The promotion of the movie has already begun on Weibo, and the shooting progress is very fast. Both the crew and the producer are very accurate in positioning themselves.

It's a commercial film. Instead of going to the awards, I just watched the summer vacation to attract a wave of gold.

Because of the participation of Xie Luyu and its own traffic, it attracted much attention from the beginning.

The crew also didn't sell off, and the actors and actresses released a set of makeup photos on the first day.

Gu Qingchi's photo is pretty close.

Ye Li reposted this Weibo politely.

Gu Qingchi's Yan fan quickly arrived, and Weibo quickly became lively.

[Is it a boy with an iron armor and a silver gun? I can! 】

[Finally something happened! Oh, I’ve been tossing and licking the pictures I saved several times. 】

[Xingyao, be your own person. Chafan must have the attitude of Chafan, let alone, do you think my kneeling standard is not standard? 】

[Only I am worried that the performance will be too awkward? I didn’t have the last wall. Don’t act, we can still be fine. 】

[Don't say anything upstairs, except for this, there is no movement at all. I can look at it after the performance. 】

After Ye Li reposted it, he didn't manage more, nor did he manage the comments.

He doesn't worry much about the problem of being too awkward to shoot.

Under Wang Haisheng's hands, even a vase can be photographed at a level.

Wang Haisheng wouldn't put on makeup photos if he couldn't get his hands.

In addition, even if Gu Qingchi participated in the performance, he is still a trainee. According to Ye Li's plan, it will take some time for him to make his official debut.

Before that, it was too early to restrict the management of fans.

So Ye Li didn't realize that as more people who followed the movie poured in, the wind direction under Weibo gradually became wrong.

[Isn’t it the chord of my house, airborne? My family Xianxian can't stand this grievance. 】

[I'm hehe, now anyone can act as long as they can grow up? 】

[This is a role of beauty in the prosperous age? There is nothing wrong with choosing my pool. 】

[Please, don't ruin this movie, I'm still looking forward to it. 】

If it was Ye Li, he knew at a glance that someone bought the navy and brought it up.

Gu Qingchi is still too eye-catching, blocking the way for many people.

Although Gu Qingchi had a lot of face powder, it was a face powder after all, very loose, and the sporadic rebuttals were overwhelmed in a short while.

In the crew, Xie Luyu, a rare fashionista who has no role in the movie, is using his mobile phone.

He was wearing a sleeveless black sweater, with long legs stretched out lazily, a shiny stud earring on one side of his ear, and a ring on his right little finger, **** and index finger. His fingers were long and slender, so they didn't look cumbersome.

The inch board is still short, and a line is carved on the right side, which makes him a little bit more awkward than usual.

He put one hand on the back of the sofa chair, his muscles stretched out nicely, and the other hand was holding a mobile phone with one hand, but typing quickly.

A message from all members of Aite popped up on the phone.

Xie Luyu glanced at it and entered decisively.

The name of the group chat is Chi Chi Chong Duck!

This is Gu Qingchi's fan base. He does not have an official fan base. This is a private account that most people can't touch.

Xie Luyu has been here for a long time and has become an administrator.

All kinds of news are being quickly swiped in the group.

[You can't read the comment area, please go and help to suppress it. 】

[Oh, so angry, a group of sprayers rushed past, and they couldn't beat it at all. 】

[No, I can't control it at all. 】

【? 】

Xie Luyu puzzled out a question mark.

Xie Luyu, who carried the title of Jianghu legend, was quite high in the group. When he spoke, everyone responded enthusiastically.

Xie Luyu probably figured out what happened in a short while.

"What kind of evil is all this."

Xie Luyu boarded Weibo angrily.

He has not been authenticated. He is the same as the name in the group. It is called Eggplant and Potato Stew. He usually posts various dishes made by himself on Weibo.

Thanks to this, I have saved ten thousand fans.

Xie Luyu attaches great importance to the ten thousand small fans who follow him internally, so he is very cautious in speaking.

When commenting on the interactive cooking tips, no matter who it is, he will not get angry when he gets sprayed, but he will go back very gently.

The trumpet comes from the trumpet, and the trumpet is his real-name authentication Weibo. He was once the title of the censored king, but now he doesn't belong to him anymore.

Xie Luyu, the king of guns, sat down, tilted his neck, made a click, and moved his fingers.

Separate your feet slightly, lean forward with your elbows on your knees. Now you don't need one hand, and both hands are typing together.

The speed is fast.

Xie Luyu didn't spit dirty words very much, he was poor, but he was raised up there and couldn't speak too dirty words.

The usual few tone particles that express one's unspeakable mood are already at the limit.

But his mind turned fast, and he could always find the blind spot and go back with justification.

Satirical metaphor with personification.

Suddenly, he used his own force to suppress the navy and follow-up passers-by in the comment area.

After a while, Xie Luyu found that he couldn't comment anymore.

He grabbed the private message and found that he had been banned because of being reported by many people.

"Hey, this is boring, you have something to say, what to report."

Xie Luyu thought for a while and sent a message to the assistant.

[My Weibo trumpet, are you logged in with your mobile phone? 】

The assistant seconds back.

[Brother Pan said, I can't give you Weibo, thank you brother, don't think about it, I can't give it to you. 】

Ten minutes later, Pan Xiaocheng, who was in Xingyao's office, was particularly concerned about receiving a series of news.

Pan Xiaocheng was silent.

Pan Xiaocheng gave himself a bonus of 3,000 yuan this month.

"Stop, stop, it doesn't feel right, don't record it, just come over here for a while."

Wang Haisheng interrupted the filming.

In this shooting, Kemu covered Kecheng Seven and was struck by the siege, and he died in the enemy's siege.

Gu Qingchi's hair was **** high behind his head, and a thin wiping forehead was on his forehead. The center of his forehead was in the shape of a yin and yang fish with a ruby ​​in the middle.

Because of the sudden attack, he didn't wear battle armor, he was just plain clothes. In the play, Ke Mu's casual clothes were very complicated and beautiful. His body was warm red, his cuffs were made of lace, and his boots were still hooked with gold.

Fresh and warm.

He should be like all young boys, so prosperous and fun.

But he is now fighting on the battlefield with a spear in hand.

When Wang Haisheng called to stop, Gu Qingchi was holding a spear, his body leaned back, avoiding the attack.

Hearing the call to stop, he straightened his waist and opened his mouth slightly to gasp. Sweat dripped from the temples to his neck, and finally disappeared in his clothes.

This section has been filmed five or six times.

Wang Haisheng stood up, he was a little anxious, and said before Gu Qingchi came over.

"You can't be like this. Be a little more human. Ke Mu has a mental insufficiency. He should be fierce when he is besieged, he should be anxious, and he should be afraid, not like you, too calm, willing to die?"

He lost the script.

"It feels pretty good in front, but it doesn't work here."

He carried his hands behind his back.

"It's gone, it's all gone, I'll shoot again tomorrow."

Halfway away, he turned back angrily.

In fact, to be fair, the previous stage can also be used, but the first few scenes of Gu Qingchi were so good, and the good ones made Wang Haisheng's standard unconsciously raised a lot.

"Xie Luyu is idle in his lounge. It's time to ask. Although he has a dog temper, sometimes it's pretty reliable. If he says something unpleasant, he will let him go--"

He coughed twice and blurred the word.

"Anyway, don't worry."

Although he said so, Wang Haisheng was actually very relieved of Xie Luyu.

Xie Luyu usually doesn't look serious, laughs and scolds as he pleases, but in fact, he gets along well with people on weekdays.

Generally, others will be comfortable with him and will not feel uncomfortable.

Unless he can't bear it, otherwise he won't embarrass people casually.

Xie Luyu looked at the dish and ordered the dishes, the kind of complimentary words.

In interpersonal relationships, Xie Luyu will respond differently according to different personalities.

He can make jokes and jokes with cheerful and playful people, but he also has a degree. When getting along with quiet and introverted, he will keep it, and only tell some harmless jokes to adjust the atmosphere.

Xie Luyu is so famous that most actors are afraid to ask him for advice.

In fact, Xie Luyu is also happy to give advice if there are newcomers to ask for advice.

It is said that Xie Luyu has a bad temper, but in fact Xie Luyu has a good temper. He is well-known in the circle. He just doesn't eat traffic and is too lazy to manage his image.

Wang Haisheng had no special treatment except for arranging a separate lounge for him in the crew. When time was tight, he would also follow other people to pick up a box of lunch and hurry up.

The platoon lounge actually takes into account that he is the lead actor, and the work intensity is high in order to keep the actors in good condition.

Wang Haisheng also came as a director since he was a child. He has seen a lot of people who are well-behaved in front of the fans and have another face behind their backs.

Xie Luyu is so approachable among these monsters.

"I don't think this can be changed for a while. After the first postponement, you will follow Xie Luyu in the past two days to study."

Wang Haisheng shook his head as he spoke.

"Forget it, come here, I'll tell him to let him show his affection and bring you out."

When Wang Haisheng said it was one, he dragged Gu Qingchi to Xie Luyu's lounge.

Xie Luyu, the king of mouth cannons, reappears in the world.

A group of Xie Luyu fans quickly swarmed into Gu Qingchi's Weibo, all of them were watching by the way hahaha.

They don't care what happened. Most of them don't even know that the comment section is arguing or who Gu Qingchi is. Just come in.

He just suppressed the navy.

A **** storm ended inexplicably before it even started, and no splashes of water aroused.

Even Ye Li, who often follows Weibo, didn't notice it.

Xie Luyu fought on the front line for three or four hours, and finally retreated. He let out a long breath.

Prepare to drag Pan Xiaocheng out of the blacklist.

The door was knocked.

"Me, Wang Haisheng."

"Go straight in, take the door and thank you."

Xie Luyu is too familiar with Wang Haisheng, there is no need to be polite, he didn't even lift his head, ready to deal with Pan Xiaocheng's repeated questions.

"Are you busy? Help me teach people."

"Your Director Wang has asked, then I will appoint—" Busy.

Xie Luyu raised his eyes in a hurry.

He just turned a corner when he spoke.

"not busy."