Superstars started as eunuchs

Lin Dong was also helpless, he did not expect such a thing to happen.

Continuing to reshoot, Lin Dong grabbed the roast chicken with both hands and put it directly into his mouth and took a big bite.

Then he used his free hand to grab a handful of pork head meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The mouth suddenly puffed up.

He swallowed hard and seemed to be choking. He grabbed the beer on the table and took two swigs.

"Well~" A gasping sound came from Lin Dong's mouth, which was a sound of satisfaction.

Several staff members behind the camera swallowed hard as they watched Lin Dong devouring his food.

This looks so delicious, as if it is really delicious.

In fact, only Lin Dong knew that the meat had been bought all morning. Coupled with the weather in June, the two bags of meat looked good, but in fact they tasted a bit rancid.

Yan Ming opened his mouth slightly and looked at Lin Dong, with a trace of concern in his eyes and a smile on his lips.

He picked up the cigarette, put it in his mouth, picked up a match and rubbed it against the edge of the matchbox, and the match lit instantly.

After lighting the cigarette, Ji Ming took a strong puff, and then thick smoke came out of his mouth.

He shook the matchstick in his hand. The fire on the head of the match extinguished and glowed with a red light, and was thrown to the ground next to him.

In the smoke, Teacher Ming's face was still looking at Lin Dong. It took a long time before he finally took the cigarette from his mouth and took it into his hand.

I don't know whether it was because he was choked by the cigarette or for some other reason, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Lin Dong was still eating crazily, and there was no call to stop. He was just an actor.

He grabbed the meat and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

A person keeps smoking, and a person eats food like a hungry wolf.

The expression on Teacher Ming's face became more and more complicated. His eyes through the cigarette smoke looked out the window for a while, and then looked at Lin Dong for a while.

Finally, Lin Dong was full and his movements obviously stopped.

Teacher Ming Ming, who played the father, picked up an ashtray on the table next to him and put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

Then he looked up at Lin Dong, squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you full?"

Lin Dong burped. He was not pretending, but he really choked just now.

He glanced at his father timidly, and then nodded gently.

"Kneel down!" Finally the father, who had been silent until now, finally broke out and roared angrily.

Lin Dong also looked directly at Teacher Ming.

The two people stared at each other.

This time it finally stopped.

Switch the camera to a frontal view.

Then he zoomed out, almost pulling the camera to the ground at the door.

The sun shines on the ground.

A father and son were sitting on two beds, looking at each other.

Finally, my father suddenly pulled out the belt from his waistband, jumped directly onto the table, raised the belt and dropped it hard.

Lin Dong was directly pinned to the bed by Ji Ming.

Teacher Ming's pants also fell to the ground.

Naturally, this shot was shot several times separately.

Shot from a distance, from Lin Dong’s perspective, and from Teacher Ming’s perspective.

The weather was already hot, but he was still pressed on the thick quilt, and the sweat on Lin Dong's face had already come out.

From struggling at the beginning to finally letting his father beat him with a stubborn look on his face, Lin Dong's eyes were looking straight at the wall next to the bed.

There was peace in those eyes.

The filming lasted for nearly 20 minutes, which was a test for several people.

it is finally over.

Teacher Ji Ming picked up his pants and kept breathing heavily.

"I am standing now, but I, I, kneel down for you!" Teacher Ming Ming hammered his chest hard with his hand, as if there was an uncontrollable anger in his chest.

The heavy breathing seemed extremely depressing in this small room.

"I'm not your father, you are my father!"

Lin Dong slowly got up from the bed. He had just been pinned down on the bed by his father and beaten violently.

He wanted to get up stubbornly.

"The foreman kicked me, and you kicked me too?" Teacher Ming's face was full of discomfort, but there were no tears.

He is a peasant man and will not shed tears.

The eyes he looked at his son were filled with endless sadness.

Lin Dong also bared his teeth, as if he had been hurt just now, and touched his butt with one hand.

He glanced at Ji Ming fiercely.

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt?" Yan Ming roared, still waving the belt in his hand.

"Life is so painful!" Teacher Ming's eyes widened and his body leaned forward slightly.

"But I have to endure it! I have to endure it. The pain is like the saw being pulled into my stomach!" Ming Ming gestured back and forth with one hand as if pulling a saw.

"It hurts once I pull it, and it hurts even if I pull it twice. I have to endure the pain and move forward step by step!" After saying this, his saliva spurted out and fell down, but Teacher Ming didn't pay attention to it at all.

He is not an idol and cares about these things.

Lin Dong looked at Teacher Feng Ming, he was amazing, his line skills and acting skills were perfect.

Teacher Ming's body seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He tried hard to hold on to the support of the bed with one hand, and his body shook a little.

"Your life is not here, your life is, go back! Leave here immediately!" Panting heavily, he took out the money from his pocket, and then hit Lin Dong hard in the face.

The flying banknotes landed on Lin Dong's face. Lin Dong turned his head sharply and looked at Yan Ming's feet.

The studio was extremely quiet at this time.

Except for the voices of two people, basically no one dared to make a sound.

Looking at Kang Honglei again, he looked at the camera with excitement.

The two people brought the complex relationship between father and son to life.

"Go back and study!"

"I won't go back!" Lin Dong's face was still stubborn, and he did not flinch at all because of his father's anger.

"What did you say?" Yan Ming turned his head, as if he didn't hear him.

"I'm not going back, I'm just here!"

After hearing this, Yan Ming suddenly raised the belt in his hand, and Lin Dong subconsciously wanted to block it with his hand.

But the high belt did not fall down in the end.

Lin Dong blocked it for a moment and put it down, then smiled and turned to look at Yan Ming.

"Just hit me! Even if you get beaten once, it's still a beating. Even if you get beaten twice, it's still a beating! I tell you, even if you beat me to death, I won't go back!" Lin Dong almost roared out with the last sentence.

Ji Ming's eyes widened even more.

incredible!

Why would his son be like this? He didn't understand why? Why was he so stubborn?

"I won't go back even if you beat me to death!" Lin Dong seemed to have found some catharsis. This was a confrontation between the two of them. It was a confrontation between father and son.

"You haven't tasted the pain of being a migrant worker!" That was the last cry from the old father. He lowered his body and shouted hard with his thin body.

"I'll suffer you, you naughty grandson!" The belt that was held high was always held high, but it still did not fall down.

"I was born your son, so why should I be afraid of suffering? What do you think I should be afraid of?"