System, Give Me An Explanation/C83 Find a Movie King to be My Boyfriend
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C83 Find a Movie King to be My Boyfriend

As soon as he entered the room, Lan Shumo closed the door. According to the original owner's memory, he found the phone number that the original owner had entrusted the gang to that person. Without any hesitation, he dialed the number.

There was a slight panting sound from the other side. "Shumo, why did you call me?"

"Qin Yu, did you arrange spies in 'Xun'?" Lan Shumo didn't need to think to know what the sound of panting came from the other side. He wanted to slap himself to death, but why did he have to call someone else at that time, but he still had to ask the question.

"She's pretty well-informed. . . " Subsequently, Qin Yu seemed to have deliberately pulled the phone open, but he could still faintly hear his voice, "Stop messing around. I'm on the phone. Hmm. . . Stop, or I'll make sure you don't touch me for a month. "

Lan Shumo's expression was a little conflicted. However, he still pretended not to hear anything. "Retreat immediately. "

Qin Yu hesitated, "But. . . "

" My words are orders. " Lan Shumo's tone was firm.

"Alright, I will. " Once he heard Qin Yu agree, Lan Shumo immediately hung up the phone. He had no interest in listening to other people's moaning.

I'll wipe, wipe, wipe! Lan Shumo threw his phone to the side and laid down on the bed. The original owner had been away from home for four years, but the furnishings in the room were still the same, and the room was as clean as before. It could be seen how much this family wished for the original owner to come back.

One of the reasons why the original owner was unwilling to inherit the family business was that he had formed a gang. He did not want his family to know, but if he inherited the family business, then he would be distracted in managing the company. And not only would he have less free time, he would also not be able to take care of the gang.

He asked the butler to move his things back, and he stayed at home for lunch before leaving in a hurry.

When Lan Shumo arrived at the set, the director and staff were just in position. The director urged Lan Shumo to change his clothes and makeup.

This scene was Lan Shumo's personal scene. It was a scene of Xu Shu and Zuo Gu breaking up and walking alone to the streets to rain.

However, the director had pinched it several times. The director frowned and did not know what to say. Lan Shumo felt that this scene was especially suitable for the scene after he broke up with him, but he felt inexplicably awkward.

In the end, Lan Shumo suggested to the director whether he could let this scene play freely. The director originally did not agree with it, but Lan Shumo said that if he allowed him to play freely, he could guarantee that this scene would be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than the script. The director had no choice but to let Lan Shumo give it a try.

Lan Shumo dried his body and changed into a new set of clothes.

When the director called for the start, Lan Shumo was already standing there in a daze. The audience actors were holding umbrellas as they walked around. The director frowned as he looked at Lan Shumo in front of the camera. He did not move at all.

Qin Shanshan wanted to remind Lan Shumo, but the director stopped her. "Let me see how he can perform this scene. "

Lan Shumo stood there and let the "rain" wet his clothes. After a long while, Lan Shumo sniffled and looked at the busy streets. He smiled bitterly and raised his leg, taking half a step forward and walking slowly.

There were drops of water or tears hanging from the corners of Lan Shumo's eyes. Lan Shumo staggered and fell to the ground. He did not care about the people watching him. He curled up and started to cry.

Lan Shumo had really fallen. He had scratched his knee and palm, and there was a little bit of blood seeping out of his knee. However, it was mercilessly wiped away by the "rain. "

"Closer camera lens. " The director reminded the cameraman and then said, "Mike, get closer. "

Lan Shumo lowered his head and cried for a while. He stretched out his hand unnaturally and then looked up at the side in a daze. He laughed self-deprecatingly and stood up as if he was strong.

There were not many people on the street. "Zuo Gu, you son of a b * tch! You promised to be by my side for the rest of your life. You broke your promise. . . " Lan Shumo's eyes were red. He wiped his eyes and pretended to be happy as he strode forward.

"Distance camera. " The director had been paying attention to Lan Shumo's performance, which surprised him and made him think highly of it.

He had only taken a few steps before he hugged himself with both hands. He looked at Lan Shumo's back, which was very embarrassing and fragile.

"Alright, cut!" The director shouted excitedly. His eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.

When the director shouted card, Bai Chenxuan immediately put the towel on Lan Shumo's body. Lan Shumo was so cold that he trembled. After all, Lan Shumo had poured water on him several times. It would be strange if he was not cold.

The director was very satisfied and even said to Bai Chenxuan, "White Film King, you really picked up a treasure. In the future, if I have any scenes suitable for Xia Mo, I will tell you. You must agree. "

"I will. "

When Lan Shumo just finished changing his clothes and came out, he saw the original owner's big brother and second brother beside the director. He did not know what they were talking about.

Just as Lan Shumo was thinking about whether he should walk over, Xia Yuchen noticed him. "Shumo? Why are you here? And you're wearing. . . Female clothing and a wig?!" He sounded a little shocked.

. . .

This is suffocating me. Today, I have finally finished typing QAQ.

Thank you for the recommendation ticket!

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