Very Happy

The next day the crew started construction, and Song Yu was long overdue, and looked up to see Li Zhaochong smiling brightly, and his mood suddenly worsened. Smile, what's so funny?

The assistant who followed him was startled by the bright smile, and whispered Song Yu: "Brother Song, does he want to borrow money from us?"

Or is it because Brother Song gives people supper every day and makes people stupid?

"Good morning, Brother Song." Li Zhao greeted Song Yu enthusiastically, and then diligently handed him a bottle of mineral water provided by the crew, and did not forget to unscrew the bottle cap for him.

Holding the mineral water handed to him, Song Yu lifted his chin and said indifferently, "No, I only drink imported water."

Li Zhao heard that he quickly put away this bottle of water for less than two yuan: "Song Brother has taste."

Still rich!

Obviously he wanted to humiliate the other poor, but the other side not only did not feel the slightest humiliation, but also showed his admiration and admiration. So Song Yu had a frustration of punching cotton. He almost couldn't help rolling his eyes. . "

Calm down, Song Yu, you must calm down. Soon after, you will become a popular male artist. Don't have general knowledge about this kind of sour earthen buns.

Thinking of this, he turned around and left. After taking several steps, he also heard Li Zhaomei's whispering voice: "Brother Song, walk slowly."

Hearing Li Zhao's tone so cheerful, Song Yu's assistant couldn't help but look back at Li Zhao a few more times. The eyes with obvious smiles touched his rare conscience.

He laughed so happily that he didn't know that Song had been straightening him.

In the corner of the crew, Director Liu looked at the monitor and was quite satisfied with Li Zhao's performance: "Although Li Zhao did not come out of a professional science class, the role of the performance was very aura."

Li Zhao was selected as the male No. 2 mainly because he was extraordinarily good-looking and cheap. Among the list of candidate actors, he looked the best.

Idol dramas, always look at the face.

If it wasn't for Song Yu's good male No. 1 act, it would be better to play the male No. 2, and Liu Dao thought that the cast of this drama would be more suitable.

"We are ready for each group." Liu Dao stood up and coaxed Song Yu and the female lead to film the drama under the sun.

These are uncles, and he can't afford to offend a little director.

After filming in the afternoon, Li Zhao found an opportunity to say something to the staff in the group, saying that his agent saw that he had no assistant around him, so he would take care of him with the group for the next half month.

The staff did not think much and agreed on the spot. After all, who can guess that a male lead star of a crew will take their agent to squash the crew to eat and drink?

Thinking that in the next period of time, there will be one more person who eats and drinks around, Li Zhao faced Song Yu's smile unconsciously and became a little bit brighter. Unfortunately, Song Yu left the group on the afternoon of the same day, and no one fed him at night.

Li Zhao couldn't sleep over and over in the hotel. He pulled out his mobile phone and turned on the take-away software, and found that the delivery cost for take-out at night was two or three times that during the day.

It ’s called take-away. It ’s a bit high to take away the lunch box fee. It ’s too hungry for not taking out the food.

There is a snack street near the hotel, which is very lively on summer nights. Even at three or four in the evening, many young people come here to drink night beer. At a stall full of people, Li Zhao bought a portion of fried noodles, a few skewers, humming the song with a box and walking back.

The night breeze blew on his face with a bit of coolness. He found a bench beside the pedestrian street and sat down to open the plastic food container to eat.

The rich oil scent made him appetite, and before opening the disposable chopsticks, it was too late to put the fried noodles in his mouth, and he saw a dirty man standing with a broken porcelain bowl, his eyes tight. Staring at the fried noodles in his hand.

He sighed, got up and halved the fried noodles into the old man's bowl, and divided two skewers out. Watching the grandfather slowly go away eating the skewers, Li Zhao began to bite hard after he started.

Half a box of fried rice noodles can't feed the stomach of a 20-year-old guy. Li Zhao touched the stomach without fullness, and simmered the meat on the skewers cleanly, and even cumin powder on it , All licked a few more.

They all say they are half-boys and eat poor laozi. Without Lao Tzu, he can only eat poorly.

The day Brother Song was absent, I missed him.

Think of the roasted pork trotters he sent, the milk tea he sent, and the various meats he sent.

I just bought two more steamed buns just now. The steamed buns served with fried noodles are delicious and full.

Li Zhao got up and threw the garbage into the trash bin, and Li Zhao sighed long and prepared to go back to the hotel to sleep. Recently the crew rushed to make progress. In order to match Song Yu's schedule, the next two days were almost all his plays.

After taking two steps, he couldn't help looking back at the vocal snack street not far away, and wanted to go back for a bowl of fragrant beef noodles. It's a pity that his poor wallet hasn't allowed him to spend the night free.

The street lights on the street stretched Li Zhao's shadow long, the lonely black shadow spread all the way to the black cars parked on the street.

The shadow dangled, following the master slowly.

The windows of the black car slowly rolled down, and after the black shadow completely disappeared on the street corner, the window rose again.

"Sir, you haven't eaten for more than a dozen hours ..."

"Huh?" The man in the back of the car was sitting in a cloud of shadows, with only a fair hand exposed in the light of the yellow street lamp. But soon, the hand returned to darkness.

The car was quiet again.

Two days later, Li Zhao's agent Zhang Xiaoyuan dragged a huge suitcase and came to the crew. After living as an assistant to Li Zhao, he has quick hands and feet, a sweet mouth, and every time someone in the crew shares a snack, he can always get a copy for Li Zhao.

The day that Song Yu's holiday ended, the staff's mood became a bit low, and it was too difficult to live a life that obviously hated each other but kept smiling.

So when Song Yu stepped into the crew, Li Zhao was the first person to greet him enthusiastically.

"Brother Song is back, Song brother is working hard." Li Zhao trot all the way to bring a stool to Song Yu, Zhang Xiaoyuan followed him and moved a few plastic stools, greeting Song Yu's assistant to sit down.

"Li Zhao, this is the endorsement product sent by the manufacturer when I was advertising for the past two days." Song Yu asked the assistant to plug Li Zhao a whole box of chocolates. "If you take it back and eat it slowly, I still have it here." He has begun to endorse advertisements, and Li Zhao is still unknown, and Song Yu is somewhat contented.

He didn't believe it, so many high-calorie chocolates, can't Li Zhao fat?

"Thank you Song, you are such a good person." Li Zhao took the box with the chocolate in both hands and looked into Song Yu's eyes, as if a star was shining.

In the face of such eyes, Song Yu was slightly guilty, turning his head to avoid Li Zhao's sight, humming unclearly, closing his eyes and no longer care about Li Zhao.

Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced at the chocolate in Li Zhao's hand and opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the smile on Li Zhao's face, he was silent again.

Li Zhao was brought out by him, so no one knew better than him how exactly Li Zhao was afraid of hunger.

Days passed, the film crew was nearing the end, and Li Zhao also ushered in his 20th birthday. The crew was busy and chaotic, and no one remembered his birthday.

At the end of the evening, Zhang Xiaoyuan dragged Li Zhao out to eat casserole rice noodles.

"Zhao, I'm sorry for you. I said I would take you out for a good life, but I didn't expect the company to go bankrupt." The box, politely poked a few candles on it: "Happy 20th birthday to you."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan." Li Zhao scratched his head and smiled. "What do you say, Xiaoyuan brother, if you hadn't brought me out at the beginning, my life would have been worse than now."

Zhang Xiaoyuan smiled bitterly: "Come, make a wish before blowing candles."

Li Zhao thought for a moment, folded his hands, and silently made a wish.

I hope Xiaoyuan will not lose his job, and hope that he can eat a lot of food in the future.

Zhang Xiaoyuan ate only a small piece of cake, and the rest went into Li Zhao's belly. When they came out of the hot pot noodle shop, they saw a beautiful flower basket at the door of a high-level restaurant next to them. There were many children's favorite balloons attached to the basket. happy".

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoyuan could not help but turned around and looked at Li Zhao next to him.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, Brother Xiaoyuan!" Li Zhao pointed a short distance away: "Someone is selling small headed balloons there." After speaking, he ran and rushed over.

Zhang Xiaoyuan followed and heard Li Zhao bargaining with the hawker. One minute later, the balloon, which cost fifteen yuan, was won by Li Zhao for ten yuan.

"I think this is a good sign." Li Zhao tied the balloon seriously to his wrist: "This foreshadows my future and I can definitely eat countless delicious food."

When he was young, there was only one TV in the entire courtyard. The favorite cartoon that he and other friends watched was "Chinese Little Master". Everyone shed Hara to the food in the cartoon, and when they grew up, they wanted to Great dream of eating the food in the cartoon.

So, to realize this dream, you need to make more money.

"You're right." Zhang Xiaoyuan patted Li Zhao's shoulder: "After you become red, the future will come true." He looked up at the uneven color, obviously a balloon of inferior products, and his heart was towards the future A spark of hope lit.

What if it happened?

That night, a roadside surveillance video was released by an official media Weibo.

In the video, a young man divides what he wants to eat into half of the homeless old man. After the food was divided, the young man sat back in his chair and ate, looking very hungry.

The official media issued this video, which was originally just to promote the goodness of human nature, but it did not expect to cause many netizens to forward and discuss.

Spring flowers: The video is not high-definition, I can't see the appearance of the younger brother, but my gut tells me that this is a young handsome guy.

Bear Meal: Seeing the little brother sitting in a chair eating alone, somehow feels a little distressed, he looks very young.

Can I not work overtime today: Only I noticed that the brother licked the barbecue sign? There was an urge to buy him food.

Forty Meter Sword: After watching this video, I got up and picked up my brother who was picky at the table, and beat him up ... 2k novel reading network