Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 234 The most random shooting scene in history

"How did you recognize me?"

Morris scratched his head in confusion.

“I’ve become like this.”

Just as he said, the human handsome guy who was once the core player of the spell dodging team of Repin Academy, a well-known internet celebrity on Weibo, a music player project developer, and received love confessions from senior and junior students every week, can no longer be recognized as a human being.

It has a pair of devil horns on its head that rotate upward like antelope horns, pure black eyes without pupils, slightly reddish skin, and a pointed tail that is more than one meter long.

Standard tiefling appearance.

As one of the few intelligent races with long tails, it is difficult for tieflings to buy pants. Most of them buy human pants and then cut a hole for the tail.

Drogo observed it and found the tail was quite flexible, so it should be real.

It's not that he was suspicious, there was actually an interviewer in front of him who pretended to be a tiefling and wanted to get this job.

If the tail hadn't been able to move, I would have been almost scared.

Drogo originally thought that the impostor used a pendant for his fake tail, but he didn't expect that he had made such a great sacrifice and used a plug-in.

"Even Xiao Mo didn't recognize me at first." Morris said exaggeratedly.

Despite being transformed into a tiefling, he seemed to be in good spirits, unlike most of the victims of this incident who were depressed and stayed indoors.

"I can smell it." Drogo answered Morris's question.

"I can also smell three different perfumes on you," Drogo sniffed carefully, "and one of them is the same as the one used by Godot's secretary."

"We just had a brief chat and had a pretty good time." Morris whistled awkwardly, making him seem even more romantic.

Only handsome guys can be called romantic, while ugly guys will be called vulgar.

To be honest, the Tiefling version of Morris is really photogenic.

"Why didn't you mention your school and achievements in magic in your resume?"

If it had been in his resume, Drogo would have recognized him last night.

However, Morris' resume was not false. He only wrote about his experience in taking care of children and small animals. It was not outstanding, but compared with those who wrote that they had been to prison several times, he was still more suitable to be a nanny.

Morris replied, "Because I don't think the Repin Academy and spell abilities are helpful for this job, but I didn't expect you to recruit personally."

A good and honest child.

Drogo thought of his first resume and wanted to write down everything worth writing about.

Later I found that writing it down was indeed useless.

For example, game companies will not care about his club activities, and if he does not have a stunning appearance, he should not include a photo in his resume unless required.

"But why do you want to be a caregiver? Logically, you shouldn't need this little money." Drogo asked.

As the inventor of the music player, Morris received a share of the profits from each player produced.

The share of each unit is not much, but the advantage is the huge output.

If you don't invest and lose everything, you will have enough to eat for the rest of your life.

"Because my classes at school have been temporarily suspended, the principal said that Tiefling students cannot come to the campus for the time being, and conflicts may arise. Whether I can return to the classroom in the future or take correspondence courses to get a degree has not yet been decided, but at least it's better for me to graduate."

Morris said this jokingly, but he didn't look happy at all. He said that one should study abroad on a scholarship not just to get a degree.

"Also, my online career is over. I used to be a cool guy, but ended up being a tiefling. My number of fans dropped by a few hundred every time I updated my account, so I stopped updating. Anyway, I'm very free now and want to find something to do."

"Do you have experience as a caregiver?"

Drogo asks the formula question in the interview.

"No, but I can learn. I think I learn things pretty quickly."

"So what advantages do you think you have in this job that other interviewees don't have?"

"Well, I'm pretty familiar with Sir Gordo. Is that an advantage?"

Morris replied reluctantly.

In fact, he and Sir Gordo met only a few times, and when they did, they always discussed work related to the player.

Maurice didn't know much about what kind of person Sir Godot was.

"Yes, Mr. Godot, believe me, I can take good care of you." As he said this, he walked up and was about to shake hands with Sir Godot.

The secretary standing by widened her eyes. She was surprised that this "fool" didn't know that Sir Godot couldn't move his limbs?
This is so rude and shows no respect for disabled people.

Sir Gordo looked at Maurice's outstretched hand, not knowing what to say.

"Come on, it's awkward for me to shake hands alone. I know you often use the Mage's Hand."

Sir Godot rolled his eyes as he listened, and stretched out his wizard's hand to hold Maurice's right hand.

At the moment of grasping, Morris's right hand suddenly broke off at the wrist, which frightened Sir Godot so much that the wizard's hand was suddenly released, and the broken hand fell on his immobile thigh.

Morris hugged his arm and wailed, "It hurts! My hand! My right hand!"

The severed hand was still twitching on Sir Gordo's thigh, and he could feel the body temperature and the terrifying twitching sensation.

Sir Godot was so frightened by this move that he wanted to run away, but he couldn't.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Sir Godot's panic-stricken look, Maurice stopped wailing and laughed until he got a stitch in the side.

He extended his real right hand from his sleeve and showed it to Sir Gordo.

"Surprise! My prosthetic hand is more realistic than yours."

Sir Gordo took several deep breaths to calm down, and then he said after a while, "How old are you?"

"You scared me the same way before," Morris retracted his fake hand. "I was scared too. Now we are even."

Maurice was talking about the time when he took his brother to the orphanage to find Sir Godot.

He also took the prank to the next level.

It seems that during this period of time when he had nothing to do, Morris was studying how to make a prosthetic hand. It seems that he had learned magic for so many years but had not put it to good use.

"Well, I wish you good luck with your recruitment." Morris waved his hand.

He really didn't want the job of a caregiver. Although he was very free now, it was more interesting to study pranks all day long than to serve others.

I came here today simply to seek revenge.

After saying this, Morris prepared to turn around and leave.

Drogo turned to look at Ser Goldor, who nodded at him.

"Very good, congratulations Mr. Morris, you got the job." Drogo said.

"what?"

Morris turned around with a look of shock.

"No, no, didn't I make it clear just now? What I said was 'I wish you good luck in recruiting', which means I hope you can find a more suitable one among the next interviewees." He tried to explain.

"Yes, I understand, but now it seems that you are the most suitable one." Drogo answered affirmatively.

It’s not that he made a blind choice. Morris is indeed the most suitable candidate so far.

I didn't come here for this job, it fits the character's personality.

Don't treat Sir Godot as a disabled person, just like Drogo, and meet Sir Godot's needs.

It’s quite showy and the magic shadow shooting is also good.

The only drawback is that I am not a professional caregiver, but it doesn't matter, the team responsible for taking care of Sir Gordo is not short of professionals. "But I don't need this job." Morris still wanted to refuse.

"I suggest you choose this job because in addition to being a caregiver, you can also be the lead actor in the film, and the content of the film is that you take care of Godot's life."

"Oh, is that so? That's why there are so many cameras in this room."

Drogo nodded.

By the way, I asked the camera goblin, "Did you film the whole prank just now? I think it's very suitable to be put in the main film."

It wasn't in the script, but Drogo thought it was a good idea.

The taciturn goblin cameraman gestured as if he had done it.

"And you're the director!" Morris pointed at Drogo in surprise.

He knew that it had been a long time since Drogo had directed and filmed the film himself.

This comeback is undoubtedly a key project of the Zhuoge Group.

This means that he, Morris, an international student from the Roman Empire, who was crushed by his younger brother's talent and could not even lift his head, and recently became an unlucky tiefling, has a chance to become a big star?

Morris really likes the career of a celebrity, otherwise he would not have chosen to be an internet celebrity on Weibo and do everything he can to attract attention in school.

"So, what do you think?" Drogo asked again.

"I agree!" Maurice replied excitedly, "No one is more suitable for this job than me. I just love taking care of Sir Gordo. I was born to ..."

"Alright, alright," Drogo interrupted Morris's crazy boasting, "Sign this contract, and then take this script. The script is confidential, don't disclose it casually, not even to Little Mo."

Drogo reminded that although "The Intouchables" is not the type that is very afraid of spoilers, if the plot is exposed before the release, it will still affect the box office.

Public welfare projects are public welfare projects, and we should make more profit if we can.

"I'll remember that, and thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"I'm not asking you to remember. I'm asking you to be careful. If you reveal the plot, you'll be electrocuted by the spell in the contract. There's a confidentiality agreement in this contract, and you probably won't be able to perform after being electrocuted." Drogo said "very considerately."

"Okay," Morris looked very excited, and it was unclear whether he had heard it or not. "When do we start?"

"Tomorrow, to be precise, the work has already started, but it will officially begin from tomorrow."

"Oh, so tomorrow will be the nursing job or the photo shoot."

"These two are together."

"Okay, I will prepare seriously and memorize my lines tonight." Maurice said as he excitedly ran out of Sir Godot's mansion.

Drogo didn't even have time to tell him that there were actually no lines in the script and all he had to do was familiarize himself with the scene.

The next day, work officially began.

6 am.

Morris arrived at the mansion, and he was indeed prepared, a little exaggeratedly prepared.

"Is that serious makeup on your face?" Drogo asked.

He couldn't bear to look at Morris's face, it was like he was shaving white off his face.

That layer of makeup can be used as a mask. Walking in the alleys at night with this look on would scare anyone you see.

"Yes, I'm going to be on camera today, right? So I specially prepared a makeup look, isn't it pretty good?"

"Wash it off."

"Wash it off?" Morris looked shocked. "I spent 5 silver coins to have a makeup artist put it on me in the early morning."

"Where did you find the makeup artist?"

"He's a makeup artist for stage plays. He's a senior makeup artist and very well-known in the industry."

"You really know how to find one," Drogo urged again, "shooting is about to start, take off your makeup quickly, the requirements for magic shadow and stage makeup are completely different, you can only be a clown if you appear on the big screen like this."

In stage performances, in order for the makeup to be seen by audiences from a long distance, it must be coordinated with high-brightness stage lights, so everything will be very exaggerated and scary when viewed up close.

It took me half an hour to remove the makeup, and I had to use the cleansing technique several times. The senior stage makeup artist is really skilled. At least the makeup he makes will not fade on the stage.

"First round."

After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the official shooting session.

The first scene is simple, Sir Gordo gets up and Maurice helps him get up.

Including cleaning, changing clothes, and then lifting him into the wheelchair.

Sounds easy enough.

However, anyone who has taken care of a patient knows how tiring it is to do these things for a living person who cannot move.

And the biggest problem is not the effort, the biggest problem is the psychological barrier.

"What? You actually need me to put socks on a grown man!"

Morris was so excited that he could hardly speak clearly.

"No, I don't have that kind of special fetish. Changing socks for a grown man, ha, if I like this, I will take a photo of myself wearing white cotton socks on Weibo, which can attract more fans."

He complained.

Drogo hadn't expected that Morris would even have the idea of ​​taking a photo of the White Sox.

What’s even more surprising is that there is a market for this kind of photos in the continent of Feilin.

How about the whole "only fan"?
"Not only do you have to put socks on him, you have to change all of his clothes, take out the urine bag, and of course the feces."

Drogo emphasizes Maurice's mission.

“Urine bags and feces!” Morris shook his head frantically, “No, no, no, this is not okay. This is not right. I’m here to film the magic, not to deal with it. Uh, this is ridiculous!”

"Yes, yes, that's the emotion. It's so right. The performance is so good!"

Drogo couldn't help but praise.

"I'm not acting, I really can't stand it!" Morris made a final struggle.

"Yeah! Great! Remember this emotion, you should have this emotion in your first few scenes."

Drogo didn't expect Maurice to fit the role so well, even better than Ser Godot, the paralyzed man. Compared with the original character, he can also use a wizard's hand.

Sir Godot was also unlucky because Maurice removed his makeup and he stayed in bed for half an hour longer after waking up.

Along with his excrement.

"No, no, no, no, I can't do it. Can you change the scene?" Morris turned around in place.

"No." Drogo denied it directly.

"Hurry up, keep this emotion, and go get your dad. This is the first step to becoming a big star, you don't want to be electrocuted, do you?"

Drogo launches a CPU, KTV, and UFO offensive against Morris.

After a brief psychological preparation, Morris gritted his teeth and gave in for the first time in his life.

Refers to wiping someone else's butt.

After finishing, his expression was dull, as if he had become unclean.

"Very good, the first scene is done, you still have many more 'good plots' to shoot later."

(End of this chapter)