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Chapter 262 Seven Gourd Babies and Snake Spirits

If you have a dream, go to Beijing to move.

In the true sense, the Beijing-drifting move does not refer to those who work hard in Yanjing, but a group of people who are involved in the film and television industry. To be precise, the Beijing-drifting move is a group of people who are scattered at the entrance of the North Film Studio on the North Third Ring Road in Yanjing.

For the dream.

This group of people can leave their homes and houses, live in underground passages, and eat only one meal a day...

They are much harder than the young white-collar workers who work hard in Yanjing. Young white-collar workers may just be more tired of their work and their lives are still hopeful.

This group of people also have hope for their lives, but it is probably the moon in the water, flowers in the mirror, and dreaming during the day. Of course, it is possible that one day it will take risks and the days will be somewhat judged.

The public security at the entrance of Beijing Film Studio is very chaotic.

The sky was just bright, and half the moon was still in the clouds. It was about four o'clock in the evening. In the thick morning mist, many people were wrapped in their clothes, shook their heads, and looked like they couldn't wake up. They found a familiar place, went there, and squinted their eyes and took a nap.

Of course, if someone can give a huge sum of money to buy a breakfast in front of the pancake fruit stall at this time, it will not only fill your stomach, but also greatly satisfy your vanity.

Only the strong are eligible to enjoy the breakfast at the entrance of Beijing Film Studio.

The peak period for crew employment is 5-7 o'clock in the morning. The deputy director will select people at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio. He will take the bus on the spot and take it to the set. It costs 30 yuan a day and has lunch.

If you don’t choose, you won’t leave. You will continue to lie down, and maybe the scout will look at it.

Life is so difficult. Before 1999, the people who moved to Beijing here were still like an ant nest. If they were photographed with bricks, people from 23 provinces in China could find it.

After 1999, Hanqiao was born, and since then, Hengdian has become another holy place for many people.

Moreover, there are also meal supplements made by Hanqiao in Hengdian, so at least they won’t starve to death.

Someone comes and some go.

Wang Xiaobao is probably the representative of a stubborn body.

He was shaking with cold water, his hair was neatly combed, and his clothes were worn, but they were washed clean. Unlike other people who couldn't wake up, his dark circles were a little heavy, but he was quite energetic, his face was a little naive, but his eyes were very bright...

I found the ground I used to lie down, sat down, took out the cold steamed buns saved by the crew yesterday from my arms, and it was a big mouthful of it in the northwest wind.

The place he was looking for was the best location in Beijing Film Studio. As soon as the crew bus arrived, it only took ten seconds to fly over. Within a minute, a group of people walked over. The leader was tall and big, with a fat face, and he pulled Wang Xiaobao's shoulder with his hands, and smiled: "Wang Xiaobao, did you go to dig coal again yesterday?"

Wang Xiaobao smiled silly: "Brother Hei, my family is poor and I have no choice. I have to send some money to go home for the New Year."

"Who cares whether you send money to your home or not? Hurry up and lend me 20 yuan..." Brother Hei was familiar with the passage, and his eyes were smiling: "Don't be ignorant, Captain Li has gone to Hengdian, but no one is protecting you now."

"Brother Hei, this is not good. I borrowed the 5 yuan from you last time, but I haven't paid it back yet."

"As the saying goes, borrowing and repaying, it's not difficult to borrow again. I don't earn much money from digging coal."

Wang Xiaobao carefully packed up the steamed buns, put them in his arms, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Did I let you go?"

"The last time the brothers smoked for the 5 yuan. So, I ask my brothers, are they rich? Brother Hei is the most credible."

Brother Hei turned around and asked a few followers, deliberately: "Brothers, are you rich? Xiao Wang asked us for it."

"No."

"It's just a few dollars, it's also a must. Wang Xiaobao, you didn't dig coal yesterday, you didn't need this little money."

"That's right, Brother Hei, don't talk nonsense with this kid. The money must be on him. He looks thin and he is so polite to him?"

Brother Hei smiled and said dissatisfied: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Are we second-rate people, gangsters? You also need to be cultural about your work. Wang Xiaobao, you have seen it. My buddy didn't bring any money today, why don't you lend me 20 and pay it back together tomorrow."

As he said that, several people surrounded Wang Xiaobao.

Wang Xiaobao only reached Brother Hei's chest, was malnourished and a little thin. He raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Hei, I really have no money, I don't believe me, please search."

Brother Hei didn't talk nonsense, and pulled a few pounces with his hands. He took out a few pounces and spat in disgust: "That's all? It's not that I can't dig coal, but I can't move to Beijing. It's not that I'm talking about Xiao Wang. The most important thing in being a human is to be down-to-earth. Look at your little arms and legs, your slapped face, why are you still drifting in Beijing? Go home early to talk about a wife, and you've been trying to make a lot of trouble. I'm getting up so early."

A large group of people retreated.

There are many people watching the excitement, and few people speak up for justice. As soon as the person leaves, the sleepy person lying under the tree whispers, "Dog Damn", touching his pants with his hands, wondering: "That dog damn bullies you so much, don't you fight back?"

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xiaobao smiled: "I don't have a dollar on my body. I can't get a job today. I lost thirty yuan. I'm not stupid."

Looking at Wang Xiaobao's silly face, he was a little confused, and turned over and put his hands on his back: "You just bring a dollar. If you don't live today, you won't eat?"

"I didn't have much food to eat at home, so I'm fine if I'm hungry for a day. I'll go back to have a meal at night."

The two of them were talking, and after a while, a bus drove over.

The lifeless Beijing Film Studio was like a pond with fish feed, and the vast crowd leaned forward and rushed to the front of the bus. Before the door could come, the voices were talking like selling vegetables in the vegetable market.

The assistant director loudly horn through the car window: "The Republic of China drama, 25, there is lunch, you need to go in line."

Who listens?

The assistant director was also lazy, so he ordered a few people with good looks. As soon as the car door opened, he picked up a few people, and the butt of the car smoked and left.

The people dispersed again.

Wang Xiaobao was trying hard to squeeze, and just arrived at the bus, the scramble ended.

On a long morning, the bus came and went, and the people from Beijing Film Studio went and came and went.

It's noon.

Wang Xiaobao put his chest on his back, found a faucet and poured water on his stomach, and prepared to continue lying down.

When I returned to the squatting ground, there were not many people, and a few people sat and bragged. After a while, fewer and fewer people were there. In the end, only two people were squatting under the big tree.

After a while.

The young man stood up and was upset: "Damn, I'm not alive again today. Wang Xiaobao, why don't you go to the Great Wall..."

"I won't go." Wang Xiaobao shook his head. It's normal for not living. Beijing Film Studio is lurking. Graduates from major universities, educated dreamers, and countless handsome men and beautiful girls. With his conditions, he has not lived for eight days in ten days, otherwise he wouldn't go to the black coal mine to dig coal.

"Okay, you kid is really an alternative..." The young man shook his head and walked towards the bus stop.

I walked to the bus stop and touched my pocket, and I had no money.

I thought about borrowing some money from Wang Xiaobao.

Under the big tree.

I saw a lot of people standing in front of Wang Xiaobao from afar, surrounded by a group of people. After a while, Wang Xiaobao got into a BMW in a daze and disappeared from a distance.

"Damn."

"What's going on? What's Wang Xiaobao doing?"

"Dog-ho."

"Wang Xiaobao is so developed. Those people just now were from Pangu Film and Television, which is Brother Han's company. He said he was asking him to act in a movie."

"What did you say?" The young man was struck by lightning. I walked for a minute, and Wang Xiaobao had a chance. If I didn't leave, then...

really.

"Hey, you were not with Wang Xiaobao just now. Why did you leave? If you don't leave, you will definitely choose you..."

This knife hurts people's heart.

"By the way, where are you going?"

"I won't go anywhere." The young man walked to the big tree in a daze, sat down, and stared at the car on the road in a daze.

From then on, under the big tree at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio, there was a person who was stormy and rainy. Only a few years later did this person disappear at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio.

pity.

Young people will never know that the person the crew is looking for is Wang Xiaobao.

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Han Qiao looked at Wang Xiaobao who was a little timid in front of him and couldn't help but touch his chin.

Isn't it too small?

Just this face, it’s too young. This year, Wang Xiaobao has not participated in "Blind Well" yet, but is just a rural boy, coughing: "Wang Xiaobao, I have a movie that I want to find you to play, but I may be lucky enough to experience the role. What do you think?"

Wang Xiaobao was dizzy, his feet were like stepping on cotton. For some reason, he reached the starry sky of the times, and then Han Qiao asked me to act in a movie... Han Qiao asked me to act in a movie.

Wang Xiaobao's legs were a little soft, his throat was dry and smoked, and he said hoarsely: "No problem."

"Well, that's right. This movie is a milkman. I will find a milk factory. You go to work for a month..."

"If you pay for a movie," Han Qiao thought for a while and said tentatively: "How about 15,000?"

"Ten thousand five?"

"Brother Han, there are too many, just give it any salary..." Wang Xiaobao was in a hurry. It was 15,000, and his family couldn't earn so much money in two years.

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it 15,000. This is the script. Just read it carefully if you have any questions. This is my phone number. If you have any questions, call me any time."

"By the way, the company will sign an actor contract with you later, and staff will contact you at that time..."

“The salary is very good, not only is there a free place to live, but also a salary…”

Wang Xiaobao looked at Han Qiao. At this moment, Han Qiao was even more kind-hearted than the Bodhisattva in the temple.

Just as he was about to speak, his stomach was bulging, Wang Xiaobao was on fire, and he lowered his head embarrassedly: "That... didn't eat today? I don't usually do this."

"It's okay, go and have something to eat first." Han Qiao signaled the staff to take them to the company cafeteria. Seeing Wang Xiaobao walk to the door, Han Qiao thought for a while and shouted, "Wang Xiaobao, work hard. I haven't had a day before. After all, we are all the people."

Wang Xiaobao suddenly felt a huge emotion in his heart, and tears flowed down his face, and he nodded with his teeth.

office.

When Xia Wen saw Wang Xiaobao go out, he lit the table in his pen and wondered, "This is the actor you are looking for. To be honest, I was quite surprised. The person in the company is not better than him. Moreover, why do I feel that you have a little bad intention and deliberately win people's hearts."

"But, with his conditions, is it necessary to sign?"

Han Qiao Gulu took a big mouthful of water: "You will know from now on. Don't look at him as stupid as he looks very smart, and he is a natural actor."

A rural person has no elementary school education and goes to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts. He can't grow up. At this beginning, he not only stood out from many prides of heaven and became a 10 billion actor, but also a hero who can cut off his arm. No matter whether he is good or bad, he is a talent.

Han Qiao has always believed that China only has two natural actors, one is Zhou Xun and the other is Wang Xiaobao.

"You can just have fun secretly when the time comes." Han Qiao felt that Xia Wen had made a big advantage and he had paid too much for the company.

Xia Wen rolled his eyes unhappy and said, "You are bragging more and more than anything now. I'll see Wan arrange a doctor to see you."

Han Qiao became addicted to betting, put down his cup and deliberately incited him: "You don't believe it, so let's not bet. In my opinion, Wang Xiaobao will definitely be the best actor in the future. Do you believe it?"

"Puff." Xia Wen put down the file, looked at Wang Xiaobao's photo, and pointed: "You said he will be the best actor in the future, Xiaoqiao. I admit that I have said too much these days. Don't take it to your heart. Don't leave in the afternoon. My mother has a friend from UnionPay..."

"Stop, if you don't believe me, why don't we make a bet?"

"Betting." Xia Wen looked suspicious and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's bet."

"If you lose, listen to my arrangements honestly in the future and cannot make decisions without authorization. No matter what you do, you must communicate with me in advance."

"What if you lose?" Han Qiao smiled.

"If I lose, I will let you make a request." Xia Wen agreed quickly.

"Okay, remember, it's any requirement." Han Qiao was heavy on the word "any".

Xia Wen couldn't hear it, so he leaned over and took a pen from the pen holder, spread out the paper, wrote it, and pushed it to Han Qiao: "Sign it?"

Han Qiao looked at it and pushed away dissatisfiedly: "We still want this in our friendship?"

"As you are now, it is necessary to sign an agreement."

"Or you're going to cheat."

"Okay, sign." Han Qiao took the pen and signed his name.

Xia Wen leaned on the chair and looked at it with satisfaction. He was in a good mood. He was getting more and more hopeful these days.

Han Qiao looked at Xia Wen's fair cheeks and couldn't help thinking that this day is really getting more and more hopeful.

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After Wang Xiaobao was finalized, the remaining starring actor was Xu Zheng.

However, Xu Zheng is not Wang Xiaobao. Bald Xu has hair at this time. "The Legend of Spring" is popular all over the country and has appeared in several good TV series one after another. He is now a famous actor.

Unfortunately, Xu Zheng's image is still not handsome enough, otherwise he would definitely have a place among the young actors.

Contact Xu Zheng, Han Qiao did not take action in person and was preparing to let Xia Wen communicate.

in addition.

Zhou Xun also needs to be finalized, Han Qiao is very confused. This year's Spring Festival Gala fooled Zhou Xun and said that he was the female lead. Although he did not lie to her, this female lead was a bit miserable and there were not many scenes.

The script was sent, but Zhou Xun didn't reply.

Han Qiao didn't call to ask, because his relationship with Zhou Xun could be increased.

Sitting in the office to clear up the recent events, Han Qiao felt very relaxed. Everything was ready, but the east wind was not available.

At this time,

The phone was buzzing, and Han Qiao moved a little a little. This year, the eighteenth year, her health was shaking. Every night, the phone was almost invaded. If the bottom line was not still there, the sun might have limped a few days ago.

Han Qiao's voice was very gentle: "Where is it? I'll pick you up."

On the phone, Gao Yuanyuan was also very happy: "Then come on, I'm at the airport."

"That... Zhou Zhiruo's clothes are brought back?"

Han Qiao's voice was a little trembling. Zhou Zhiruo, played by Gao Yuanyuan, was really beautiful. Now it's not that there is no such condition. After several days of hard work, he finally reluctantly persuaded Gao Yuanyuan to agree to keep the clothes for souvenirs.

"Zhou Zhiruo, guess." Han Yuanyuan changed the subject: "What do you think? I don't have the final say in the costumes. I will definitely return them after the filming."

"That's how it is." Han Qiao was a little disappointed. It wasn't that my sister felt sorry for others and was a lie!

After saying a few words, Han Qiao asked Brother Zhang to get the car keys. It is not that difficult to take the driver's license test now. After a few days of getting started on the crew, he spent 500 yuan to invite the driver's license manager to dinner.

Drive to the airport.

After picking up Gao Yuanyuan, the car was on the airport expressway. Han Qiao looked at Gao Yuanyuan's agent from the rearview mirror, and smiled politely and said, "Sister Zhang, it's been a long time since I saw you. Let's have dinner together later."

Sister Zhang's hair was blown away by the wind and was about to agree, but Gao Yuanyuan pinched her hands and said reluctantly: "It will take a few days, I haven't been back for a long time. My son misses his mother."

"..." Han Qiao saw Sister Zhang's teasing eyes from the rearview mirror. She didn't say anything, and she was embarrassed to expose you, a single dog, a nonsense son.

The car turned to the DC area and watched Sister Zhang disappear in the distance.

Gao Yuanyuan leaned over and climbed from the back seat to the front seat. She pulled the red rope on her wrist, tied her hair into a ponytail neatly, revealing her snow-white neck, and asked, "Where will you go in a while?"

Han Qiao simply looked at it.

It is now the autumn in Yanjing. The autumn is clear and refreshing, born with lukewarm and hot. Gao Yuanyuan has pure white long-sleeved loose T-shirt on her upper body and light blue bell-bottomed pants on her lower body. She is dressed up very ordinary, but she has a gentle temperament, and she is not anxious or panic. The years are quiet...

Han Qiao reached out and clenched Gao Yuanyuan's hand, rubbed it for a while, tender and gentle. Han Yuanyuan was a little confused and complained. She looked at it, and she applied lipstick in front of the mirror, saying, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's pretty good."

"No, you're quite strange." Gao Yuanyuan put away her lipstick and turned her head to examine: "Have you met a new girl recently?"

"No."

"real?"

Han Qiao stretched over his hand and hooked Gao Yuanyuan's neck, and was full of passion. After a long time, Gao Yuanyuan patted Han Qiao's chest randomly, panting.

"You believe it now?"

"You can believe it." Gao Yuanyuan looked at the carefully applied lipstick and became messy again. She pinched Han Qiao's face, with a smile on her eyes, and tried to complain and considerate, and said, "You haven't gone anywhere yet."

"Go home."

"What about tomorrow?"

“Continue to be at home.”

"the day after tomorrow?"

Don't ask, ask is at home.

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The car drove to the XC area.

Han Qiao looked around and parked the car in a concealed manner. Then, the two of them wore big sunglasses and black masks. Han Qiao carried the box in one hand, and with the shade of the tree, the two dogs sneaked back to Gao Yuanyuan's home.

Speaking of which, it is really a coincidence.

Qin Lan lives in Dongcheng, Gao Yuanyuan is in Xicheng, and Li Xiaoran currently lives in SJS, perfectly staggered.

It can be seen that God will is like this.

If it goes against God's good intentions, God will punish him with lightning. Han Qiao does not want to hit him with lightning.

The meaning of lies is to be exposed one day.

Han Qiao did not expect that Gao Yuanyuan's lies were exposed so quickly. Speaking of which, this lie was the most beautiful lie Han Qiao had ever seen in his life. Han Qiao actually couldn't bear it, but he could not refuse. The process of revealing the lies was a detective novel. In fact, in a long myth, Lie lived in a high mountain, and Yan lived on the opposite bank of the river under the high mountain. One day, God said that he would descend the flood, so that Pan and Yan were ready to save the world. Before the flood came, the river flooded, and Yan was moving forward with difficulty. He was beaten back by the waves again and again. After crossing the river, Yan searched hard in the mountains, thunder and rain, and the two hugged each other tightly, saving the world.

This is a lie.

Han Qiao was talking nonsense, Gao Yuanyuan's hair spread out, she pulled Zhou Zhiruo's clothes with a yarn, a little lazy, raised her head and asked lazily, "What?"

"Then Pan and Yan live happily together."

"And they gave birth to seven sons."

"so much?"

"These seven sons later met the snake spirit..."

"It's a fight again, so pitiful. There is only one snake spirit, and there are seven gourd babies..." Gao Yuanyuan couldn't help but tremble when she thought of the seven gourd babies beating the snake spirit. She couldn't help but shake. Most people couldn't resist it.

"By the way, Sister Yuanyuan, I have a movie that I want you to make a guest appearance..."

"Where is the pay?"

"What should I do if I don't have a pay?"

"What do you think?"

Before Han Qiao could think of this question, Gao Yuanyuan answered by herself: "There are not seven gourd babies, now I only see one?"

(End of this chapter)