On Saturday, I went to the film and television city as scheduled to participate in the filming of "The Battle of Jinling".

Director Cao and six other casually dressed staff members were waiting for me outside the freezer room of a restaurant attached to the studio where the "Icehouse War" scene was filmed.

When he saw me, the lighting engineer wearing glasses called out first:

"You really look like Wu Sheng. You two are not real brothers, are you?"

Forget it, I can't afford to have such a melancholic brother. Later I heard that since Wu Sheng went to Switzerland to live in Switzerland, the suicide rate in Switzerland increased by 4% year-on-year. I don't know if it has anything to do with Wu Sheng. .

Because the micro-movie is short, the plot is highly condensed. My only activity today is to put on the costume of Jinling Villain and play a few rounds with two "martial arts justice men" in the icehouse (masked justice men). The restaurant owner and chef made guest appearances, and it is said that Director Cao used the appearance to pay for the use of the venue).

Director Cao told me to be gentle when fighting against righteous people. After all, the cold storage is their territory. I thought to myself that if it were Wu Sheng, he would never agree to this request. Wu Sheng is a good actor who pays great attention to shaping the character's heart. Jinling Bad Young Master If you show mercy to the righteous people who come to assassinate you, wouldn't it be a breakdown in character?

But anyway, I didn’t really care about the quality of Director Cao’s micro-movie, so I agreed to this request.

In addition, the most important thing is that Director Cao asked me to wear a gold Rolex watch under my sleeve, and before starting the fight, he deliberately made a starting move similar to Once Upon a Time in China, exposing the gold watch to the camera. Come.

Anyway, Wu Sheng’s name will still be used as the signature at the end of the film, so I agreed to this unscrupulous request.

Previously, due to Wu Sheng's strong objection to the insertion of soft advertisements that were not in line with the times in the play, the filming progress was stagnant. Now everyone sees that I agreed to various conditions, which is more satisfying than Yuan Shikai's promise of 21, and they can't help but celebrate. They are happy that Director Cao has finally found him. He found an actor who was as unscrupulous as him.

Everyone was deeply encouraged and cooperated seamlessly. It only took 15 minutes to successfully complete the filming task of this scene.

Later, I summarized it a little and found that the reason why everyone was highly focused and did not want to rework may be because the temperature in the cold storage was as low as minus 30 degrees Celsius. Although every staff member put on a down jacket outside, they would still have teeth if they stayed there for a long time. Shivering, in stark contrast to the scorching heat outside.

That day, someone caught a cold due to hot and cold spells, and went to the clinic to get fluids like Wu Sheng. On the contrary, I had been sick recently, so I was more careful, so I was fine.

It was so smooth for my first time participating in a movie. Director Cao smiled so hard that he patted me on the shoulder and told me that he would pay me according to the contract he signed with Wu Sheng. The crew often plays the role of a deaf-mute evil monk, but it's better than nothing, and it's better than going out on the streets to post advertisements.

I finished work early, changed back into my casual clothes, and walked towards the set of "Legend of the Cauldron", wanting to see Amy on the way.

Unexpectedly, I met her halfway.

Amy, who tied her twin ponytails with a red silk ribbon, was holding Obama, who had lost weight slightly, and stopped in front of a fruit stand on the street.

Amy inspected the pears, watermelons, lychees and mangoes in front of her like an army. At first, she did not see me walking past from the side.

From a distance, 004 and 005, who were protecting Amy in the dark, confirmed my appearance first.

The fruit stall owner is a middle-aged aunt. She has set up a stall near the film and television city for many years and is used to foreign tourists. Therefore, although Amy does not wear sunglasses, her blond hair and blue eyes clearly show her foreign status, and neither does the aunt. He was timid and had no intention of giving any preferential treatment to foreign guests. He just said feebly:

"Whatever you are looking for, put it in a plastic bag yourself. If you can speak Chinese, if you can't, #@#%*###￥#￥#@,#￥#￥%..."

Damn, what is this? With my terrible English listening skills, this seems to be English. The aunt who sells fruit at the stall has better English than me. I might as well just hit my head on the watermelon and die.

Amy, however, was not satisfied with her aunt's strange English. She raised a small eyebrow and said, "I can speak Chinese, do you sell Coke here?"

Why don't you go to the fruit stand to buy a Coke? What a fool's errand, and even if the aunt really has Coke, 004 and 005 who are monitoring you will not allow you to drink it.

When she discovered that the little blond loli opposite had such a good standard of Mandarin, even the well-informed aunt was surprised and couldn't help but ask:

"Hey, little girl, which country are you from? Are you not a tourist?"

Amy seemed not to have heard and did not answer the aunt's question. At this time, the aunt discovered a problem that she urgently needed to deal with. Obama stretched out his long tongue and was licking an apple on the fruit stand.

Obama, are you crazy about hunger? You have become a vegetarian. You even want to eat apples?

"Hey, hey." The aunt made a driving gesture, "Don't let your dog lick my red Fuji, otherwise I won't be able to sell it."

"Did you hear that?" Amy said to Obama in a stern tone, "You are not allowed to lick it anymore. These apples are full of pesticides. You must have your stomach washed when you go back."

Then Amy lowered her voice, as if asking about drugs, and asked again: "Do you sell Coke here?"

The aunt was puzzled by Obama's resentful gaze. She shook her head, "I don't have Coke here. Coke is full of pigments. My fruits are much better than Coke."

After hearing that there was nothing she wanted here, Amy suddenly lost interest and pouted:

"It doesn't even have Coke, it's not a fruit stand."

Then he left the aunt who was said to be stunned aside and turned around to walk away.

She just turned around and saw me.

"Hey, manservant, are you following me?"

It's just a chance encounter. You have blond hair and are holding a big dog. It's hard not to notice you on a street with few pedestrians.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of following me." Amy said proudly, "After all, you are a humble servant who loves me and a slave of my love."

"Here, come and hold the dog leash for a while."

Amy handed over the control of Obama to me, and the two of us and the dog walked on the empty street, the afternoon daylight was still very strong.

I was chatting with Amy, but suddenly I found that she was missing. After looking carefully, I found that she was hiding behind me and using my shadow to block the sun to protect her delicate skin that is susceptible to ultraviolet rays.

"Manservant, when will you grow as big as Pentheus? Then your shadow will completely cover me."

Amy seemed dissatisfied that my shadow could only cover a small part of her.

I'm really sorry, I will never grow up to be as big as Pentheus. He is almost catching up with the Hulk, okay? Just because you can easily shade the sun, you have to expose your brother to gamma radiation, and then Mutation?

"By the way, that guy Kyle has been playing a sex game lately."

Amy said suddenly.

Bang... bang bang bang, isn't that another name for having sex? It's also written as OOXX. Kyle, you are an American and you are over 18 years old. I don't care who you have sex with, but don't give it to my loli sister. Cause adverse effects.

"He just played on the set when he had nothing to do. He was fascinated by it."

I can understand being fascinated by it, but what does it mean to have fun on the set? Is it OOXX on the set? The openness of Americans has refreshed my world view.

"Kyle not only plays it himself, but also recommends this stress-relieving game to others. Yesterday he even asked me if I wanted to play it..."

I'm looking for death on you. I'll call Xiaoqin right now and ask her to send out the underworld to kidnap you. If you dare to make such a request to my sister, I will castrate you chemically and then physically. In short, I will castrate you a hundred times. A thousand times.

"Hmph, I won't play that childish game with him." Amy put her hands behind her head and said disdainfully, "To relieve stress, you can eat potato chips and drink Coke."

Well, as expected of my sister, she refused cleanly, but you think that having sex is more childish than eating potato chips and drinking Coke. It seems that you are wrong. Most people are allowed to eat potato chips and drink Coke first, and then Only then was she allowed to have sex.

"However, after Kyle left for a while, I was bored staying alone in the RV, so I played a little bit, and it seemed quite interesting."

Wait... wait, what did you say? What do you mean by "playing a little bit"? You need at least two people to play the game of Pa Pa Pa. How did you do it alone?

Could it be, it could be, could it be... Are you DIYing alone in the RV? Damn it, my ears are going deaf. Don't tell me such explosive news.

For a teenager like me who is dissatisfied with his desires, masturbating occasionally is already very embarrassing. But in the end, even you, a lolicon idol, a beautiful girl who looks like a person in a painting, have to comfort yourself in bed? Don’t let me imagine you putting your hands into yourself. into the underwear, and then moaned from the mouth.

We are such an embarrassing pair of siblings. Is it because of genetics...

"Now that I don't have sex for a day, I feel so empty..."

You're still addicted. Even if you're addicted, don't tell your brother this. I can't help you in this aspect.

"Hey, manservant, why do you look so weird?"

Amy turned sideways and looked at me curiously.

That's because the topic you are discussing is abnormal in itself. How can you ask your brother to speak about such a thing?

The uglier my face became, the happier Amy seemed to become. She covered her mouth and said with a bad smile:

"The manservant knew that Kyle and I were playing sex games separately and didn't let you play, so he was jealous. How about I take you to play together next time?"

Shut up... shut up, you are talking about such a taboo topic with a smile like a crescent moon, I don't remember having such a shameless sister.

Amy kicked the pebbles on the roadside.

"Why, manservant, you suddenly became mute because you took in too much heavy metals, or you may have lost your language function due to too much classwork and too much pressure. It doesn't matter. Just use sex to release some pressure, and everything will return to normal. of……"

"Oh, by the way, if you just say it verbally, you can't play that game without handing over the bang bang tool to you."

As she spoke, Amy reached into her skirt pocket and took out something.

Damn, I dare not look at it. Since it is a special tool for sex, it must be a condom. Has my sister fallen to the point of carrying condoms with her? Where, when, and which option went wrong? .

As a result, what Amy took out was a folded anti-shock bubble film, and half of the bubbles on it had been crushed by her.

"Here, this is the pop-pa-pa game that is very popular on the set recently. Every time you press a bubble, it will make a 'pop', 'pop' sound. Do you want to try it too?"

Try it, sister, please don’t give the game random names. This kind of childish game is the remnant of what we played in kindergarten. We can also play standing up, lying down, playing upside down, and have developed many tricks. What about the gameplay?
Chapter completed!