Non-famous Actor

Chapter 1288 1230, Performance

Nine o'clock in the morning, the sun is shining brightly

Even though it's already winter, the sun is shining outside and it's still warm.

Photographer's assistant Luan Jizhuang leaned against the wall and suddenly felt drowsy.

I drank too much last night.

My head still hurts a little now.

Speaking of which, it’s all the fault of the girl named Zhang Tianai. You said we should just play together. We are all adults and no one is responsible for anyone else?

But why are you so good at drinking, and why do you always criticize someone when you disagree? !

Fortunately, I am just a small photographer's assistant, so I don't have to stay at the shooting site today, otherwise, director Sun Hao would definitely be furious.

How dare you snore on set when you are so old for fucking filming? !

However, some things are so strange. You think they are impossible, but they are possible.

"Xiao Luan, Xiao Luan..."

"Oh..., Brother Zou."

Zou Chenyou, a big brother in the crew, usually works in the props team, but in fact he is also the bodyguard of director Sun Hao.

Regarding this, the old people in the crew basically know about it, so everyone respects him very much.

"Xiao Luan, don't sleep, hurry up and go to the filming location."

"Ah, why?

Didn't the announcement say that this scene involves privacy and that unrelated people need to avoid it? "

"The director said that only if there are more people present, the actor's sense of humiliation will be stronger."

"oh…"

Seeing what Zou Youchen said, Luan Jizhuang had no choice but to follow him towards the shooting site.

Eh…

It seems that after a while, my thigh will be unlucky again. But, is it better to pinch the left thigh or the right?

In this way, Luan Jizhuang, who had been thinking all the way, followed Zou Chenyou to the filming site. As soon as he entered the door, he found that the periphery of the torture room filming site was already full of people. As long as they were assistants or above on the crew, , are all here now.

The torture chamber was cold and the floor was damp. When you walked in and looked at it with the naked eye, you could hardly tell what color it was.

It's a little black, a little gray. Of course, it's okay if you say the wall is dark blue. Well... it's obvious that there are still blood stains on the wall that have not been washed away.

As soon as the green light shines on it, it seems that there are waves of coldness seeping out from the four walls from the top of the head to the feet. A hemp rope was placed across the middle, with cement nails nailed at both ends. There was no wind in the torture room, but the rope seemed to be swinging.

Ever since Sun Hao decided to temporarily adjust the filming sequence, Shu Qi had been sitting blankly in the dressing room, thinking over and over in her head how to act next.

After thinking for a long time, Shu Qi finally felt something. But at this time, makeup artist Huang Hua also came in.

Sun Hao's royal makeup artist Huang Hua was very experienced. He first put on two very thick safety pants on Shu Qi, and then put on a bloody skirt. As for the look, her hair was disheveled, her makeup was no longer delicate, and she was frighteningly pale.

When Shu Qi came out of the dressing room, she immediately saw prop master Feng Qixiao asking his apprentice to take a steel brush and brush hard on the hemp rope... After a few times, the already very rough hemp rope became even rougher. The burrs stood up and were as sharp as nails.

Seeing the hemp rope like this, the men were fine, but the lesbians all changed their expressions, and Li Bingbing felt a chill down her back even when she didn't have sex.

"Is it okay?" Sun Hao asked.

"Well..., director, I can do it!"

Although he hesitated, Shu Qi nodded.

"action!"

Shu Qi, who had just been flogged and tortured, was covered in blood and collapsed under the shelf.

Jiang Wen, who came to guest star as a secret agent, carried a bucket of water and poured it down. The fat man was about to step forward and start performing when he heard Sun Hao say: "There's not enough water, pour more!"

"Wow!" Jiang Wen obeyed and poured half a bucket more water.

"Water more!"

"Wow!"

At the end of November, it was not warm in the studio. Shu Qi, who was wearing a thin dress, looked blue and her lips were trembling.

But even so, looking in the mirror, Shu Qi was still not satisfied. She picked up the bucket and poured water again, and then she felt that it was almost done.

Fatty felt sorry for her and brought a towel over, but Shu Qi waved her hand.

"When I was old, I understood what the director meant. He asked people from the crew to come and watch, and poured ice water on me. They were all providing physical assistance, because only in this way could I find the limits of physical and mental oppression."

Damn...

Li Bingbing was dumbfounded.

Is this Shu Qi? !

Sun Hao's most die-hard fat brother Shi Guangming's wife.

The general manager of a large film and television company and a well-known person in the industry predicted that if there is an Oscar-winning actress among us Chinese, the most likely female star will be Shu Qi, because Sun Hao will fully support her.

I didn’t expect that someone with such a great relationship could still work so hard!

"Director..., director..."

"Um?"

"I'm ready!"

Seeing Sun Hao looking over, Shu Qi gave him an OK gesture.

However, although Shu Qi was ready, Sun Hao did not look at Xu Jinglei in his hand, but turned to look at the fat man.

"When I was old..."

"Yes, director."

"Do you feel sorry for your wife?"

"Of course!"

I have been to Iraq, Afghanistan, and even had to die there several times, but Fatty was not afraid at all. If his father is gone and his mother is gone, there is no point in living.

If you die, you will die!

What's more, you can still contribute to the country before you die.

But now, Fatty is no longer as free and easy as before. Seeing the "miserable" Shu Qi, although his face is indifferent, his heart is like a knife.

The injuries on her body were caused, but those three or four buckets of cold water were really poured on her body.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Sun Hao speak.

"When you are old, if you really love your wife, remember, you must show your fierceness, because you can only perform this fierceness, how can you live it over again?

And my sister-in-law can also suffer less! "

"okay!"

The fat man thought about it and nodded.

Seeing his agreement, Sun Hao turned around and waved to Xu Jinglei.

"action!"

Slumped under the shelf, Shu Qi exposed her arms and legs, her body was twisted, and her wet hair covered her face.

The fat man was wearing a military uniform, with a white face and no beard.

"What you are whipping is a camel, but what you tuck under the quilt is a three-fort..."

With a cold expression on his face, the fat man's every word seemed to emanate the smell of blood. Then, he grabbed Shu Qi's hair and said in a more urgent tone: "I really want to help you, we don't have much time."

"Forehead……"

After pouring water on it several times, Shu Qi was in a tortured and weak state, and said softly: "That..., that's not my cigarette."

After closing his eyes slightly, the fat man suddenly turned her face away, then stood up and backed away.

Immediately, two strong men came over, lifted Shu Qi up on the rope, and looked like he was sitting on it, but it was actually hanging in the air.

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