"Uh, okay," the male protagonist does good deeds without leaving a name, without expecting anything in return, and without giving up halfway. He just goes to the toilet. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. His own is no smaller than his.
The toilet is not far away, just a few steps away. Because it is a public toilet shared by men and women, there is no urinal in the toilet, which is often seen in men's toilets. Instead, there are cubicles, so that men and women will not be embarrassed when going to the toilet.
Holding Jia Yingjun with one hand, Wang Busheng found an unoccupied cubicle and walked in. Fortunately, Jia Yingjun's injury was to his buttocks, not his hand. He could do the tasks of unbuttoning his pants and holding the 'nozzle' on his own, so there was no need to bother Wang Bushit.
Male-male love also exists in Wang Busui's world. Wang Busui has also heard of many such things, but the society at that time has also been enlightened, and many such couples will receive everyone's blessing and understanding, but Wang Busheng has always had The question is how they live as a couple. When Nuwa made the clay figurine, she also considered yin and yang, convex and concave, but what to do with two men or two women, and what to do with the extra things.
Wang Busheng's curiosity finally couldn't be endured anymore. He stood on tiptoes and looked at Jia Yingjun who was waterproofing the water. He probably held it in for too long, but Jia Yingjun took a long time.
He takes off his hat and wears a bald head. He has skin and hair. There is nothing special about him. If there is, it is darker than his own. It may be because he has stayed in a dark and humid place for too long without seeing the sun. He is not like himself. I would take it out for half a month to bask in the sun and breathe some fresh air. After all, brothers are also living beings.
Feeling Du Wang's gaze, he turned around and saw that Wang Bu was staring at him. There seemed to be saliva at the corner of his mouth. Of course, Jia Yingjun overthought it. It was a normal secretion in Wang Bu's mouth, especially when he was craving for food. When it comes to food.
"You, what do you want to do?" Regardless of whether he finished playing or not, Jia Yingjun hurriedly put it away and stuffed it in.
"Haha, it's nothing. Don't be afraid, Brother Jia. I have one too." Then Wang Busheng also took it out, and a stream of spring water spurted out. It was indeed bigger than Lao Jia's.
"I'm done, let's go." Jia Yingjun looked at Wang Busheng curiously, worried that there was an attempt on him, and since he was injured now, resistance would be of no use.
"Okay," Wang Bushit replied, pulled up his pants and walked out of the toilet door.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the cubicle door, they met another person - Mr. Assistant.
"Assistant brother, what a coincidence, you are also going to the toilet," Wang Busheng said hurriedly. After all, he is the person next to the director, just like the eunuch next to the emperor, or the nun next to the concubine. Although they can't help him much, they can still cause damage. It's still easy, so it's important to have a good relationship with these people.
"Haha, what a coincidence, Director Hao," before he finished speaking, the assistant saw Jia Yingjun next to Wang Busheng. And he still came out of the same toilet cubicle, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "Old Jia didn't expect you to adapt so quickly."
Jia Yingjun was also confused and didn't understand what the assistant meant, so he smiled vaguely and said, "Ah, yes."
"Hahaha, that's good. Whatever you eat is not rice, whatever you film is not theater, you are all engaged in art, and you are contributing to the cultural undertakings of the Ming Empire. Be a little more open-minded."
"Thank you for your concern, assistant, I will do it." Jia Yingjun smiled back. The sacrifice was effective. For example, his assistant, who had never treated him well, actually said so many things to him. Jia Yingjun strengthened his confidence to continue on this road.
"Well, Mr. Wang, Director Hao is waiting for you. I will take you there in a moment." The assistant continued.
Wang Bushi was still thinking about the assistant's meaningless words, but he felt that these words had other meanings. What was it? Wang Bushi, who was as pure as a piece of white paper, naturally didn't know.
When the heart changes, the virtue changes, when the virtue changes, the aura changes, when the aura changes, the feng shui changes, when the feng shui changes, the luck changes, when the luck changes, the destiny changes, so change yourself It relies on positive energy, virtuousness, kindness, softness and purity in the heart, and good fortune, which cannot be disguised by any clothes. Appearance comes from the heart, and the environment changes from the heart, so it is very important to have a pure heart, Wang Immortal intends to remain pure, so Wang Immortal intends to forgive his assistant who is dirty inside.
"Okay, okay, I'll help Brother Jia back to the house."
Director Hao is very generous to those who have merit. The room where Jia Yingjun rests now is a single bedroom. It has all the daily necessities, including a TV. What surprised Wang Busui the most is that there is an air conditioner. Naturally, Jia Yingjun could only lie down on the bed and put Jia Yingjun away. If Wang Bu died, he would go find Director Hao.
When you enter the house, you knock on the door first. This is the most basic thing a person can do inside. After two brief knocks on the door, a voice came from inside, "Come in."
Wang Bushit pushed the door open and entered, then looked around to see if there was any piece of paper or rubbish dropped on the ground, or a mop or broom that fell on the ground. This was a scene that often appeared at job application sites in his previous life.
Director Hao looked at Wang Bushi looking all over the floor and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"
"Um," Wang Bushi answered honestly. Who knows if honesty is another application question, "Let me see if there is any garbage on the ground."
"Haha, you are overthinking. I am recruiting actors, not a cleaning lady." Director Hao spoke so directly, which made Wang Busidian feel at ease. Straight-tempered people are easy to get along with.
"Haha, I was overthinking it." Wang Bu Shou touched his head and smiled awkwardly. He looked up at Director Hao. Well, Wang Bu Shou suddenly felt hungry again.
On Director Hao's desk, which can also be said to be the dining table, there is a roasted whole lamb. It should be a few months old lamb. The meat is fresh and tender, which is the best material for roasting the whole lamb. No wonder Director Hao's voice sounded a little strange just now. It turned out that he was eating. Why was there no mutton in his lunch box? Could it be that this star film and television industry also pays attention to seniority just like the officialdom? The food for new and old employees is different. Of course, even new employees Doesn’t count. Naturally, one cannot express opinions when faced with unfairness.
The image in front of the dining table at this moment is incompatible with the image of strategizing and taking charge of the overall situation during the filming. Director Hao is holding a leg of lamb with some cumin and pepper sprinkled on it. The delicious food and the slurping sound will make even anorexics or vegetarians have a big appetite, let alone Wang Busheng. He swallowed and waited for Director Hao to lecture.
"Are you the one Jia Yingjun said came to apply for the job today?" Director Hao asked, putting down the leg of lamb in his hand and wiping his hands with a towel.
"Yes, I am the person that Brother Jia said."
"What's your name?" He looked at Wang Busheng's appearance and figure carefully. His appearance was very ordinary, but he was also decent. He could look handsome even with simple make-up. He was not tall, but through his clothes, he could see that Wang Busheng also had a good figure. It can be considered strong. Director Hao was also very satisfied.
"The king never dies." Wang Bushit answered honestly, just like all ordinary workers who applied for a job, he told everything he knew and answered whatever was asked. Even if it was the time of his first period, he would tell it without any secret. Of course, Wang Bushit There is such a thing as period.
"The King Will Not Die!" How could he have such a strange name, but Director Hao soon became relieved. Nowadays, there are many people in the entertainment industry who have stage names, especially the subjects they shoot. Although both men and women like to watch it, everyone still It is difficult to accept that people around me make such small films, which are not in line with the moral values of the public. Therefore, it is understandable to give a fake name. After all, everyone is the same if they take off their clothes. The only difference is their faces, and others will not care about the protagonist's name.
"Do you know what subjects I photograph?"
"I know, I saw it just now",
"That's good, do you have any special requirements, or a favorite animal species?" Director Hao then asked. Only when the actors are satisfied can a more perfect movie be made, so Director Hao had to ask more questions.
"Um, no, no, everything depends on the director." Wang Busheng was a little confused, what does this have to do with animals. However, Wang Busheng didn't ask any more questions, as he probably had to do with the video about zoo keepers.
"That's good. We have rules in Star Film and Television. We will only pay you the salary after the filming is completed. But this time I make the decision and pay your salary first." After all, there are only a few people who are willing to make this kind of movie. People like Guo Youcai who are both financially and famous are rare, even rarer than giant pandas. And the market for small movies with this theme is huge and the prospects are very good. In order to retain Wang Even if he doesn't die, Director Hao has spent a lot of money and changed many principles, such as paying half of the remuneration in advance, which has never happened again.
"Pay the remuneration first, this, how embarrassing this is." Wang Bushu was overjoyed. Wage arrears had always been the norm. He didn't expect Director Hao to be so considerate and pay first.
"It doesn't matter, money is also the driving force for progress, and it can have unexpected effects." Taking out a few votes, Director Hao continued: "This is two hundred taels. If the shooting effect is good, I will not be stingy with the reward."
Wang Bushit took the silver note and didn't care at all about the oil stains on it. Even if it fell into a manure pit, it was still gold, and its value could not be wiped out. He looked at it carefully, and luckily it was real.
Seeing Wang Budie's appearance, Director Hao was very satisfied. People who are greedy for money are always willing to sacrifice everything for money, dignity, shame, and purity. He took out a piece of paper and said, "Sign your name on this kind of paper, and this banknote will be yours." of".
There was nothing on the paper, so I picked up a pen and wrote my name. Well, I could recognize it at a glance. I really need to practice my artistic signature.
He carefully put the banknote into his pocket, and because he had learned from the previous experience, Wang Bushi put the banknote in the driest part of his body.
"Okay, you go to Jia Yingjun's room to rest tonight. Shooting will start tomorrow."
"Okay, no problem, I will satisfy the director."
Returning to Jia Yingjun's room, Jia Yingjun didn't rest either. Asking "how was it"?
"The director has left me and said that filming will start tomorrow." Wang Busheng was very happy and said excitedly. The most exciting thing is that he has become a wealthy family again.
"That's good, that's good." Jia Yingjun was also happy for Wang Busheng. He and Wang Busheng had different acting styles, and he was not afraid of taking away his job.
"Thank you, Brother Jia, thank you."
"No need to thank you, but can you do me a favor?"
Well, didn't the ancients always ask for nothing in return? Why can't this group of ancients do the same? Could it be that Jia Yingjun knew that he was getting paid and was interested in his two hundred taels of silver?
"You, what do you want to do?"
Jia Yingjun was still a little embarrassed to speak. "You...you" You didn't say it for a long time.
Being so coquettish, it wasn't borrowing money, Wang Bushu lost his reserve and said hastily: "No need to talk about borrowing money, I am also very poor."
"Uh, borrow money, hahaha, you're overthinking it, Brother Wang, I just want you to help me apply medicine."
Jia Yingjun was still a little shy when he said this. After all, the buttocks are a man's private parts and cannot be easily shown to others, especially in the toilet just now. Wang Busui stared at him for a long time. Jia Yingjun felt very insecure. He was now It was really unbearable to be injured, and besides, I said that I was just doing it for the show, but in fact I was still very healthy mentally. I don't like men.
If he hadn't been unable to see it, Jia Yingjun wouldn't have asked Wang Imushi for help. Moreover, since he was already in the industry, he would take advantage of his youth to make more movies to increase his popularity, so he had to recover as soon as possible.
"Um" Now Wang Bushit was even more embarrassed. Wang Bushit knew the part where Jia Yingjun was injured. Wang Busheng was very repulsive.
Jia Yingjun also knows that it is difficult to force others to do something difficult, but if he does not take medicine properly, his recovery will be slow, which will also affect the filming progress of the next three movies.
"Brother Wang, I know it's a bit difficult. Otherwise, I'll pay ten taels."
"Haha, look what Brother Jia said, you just helped me, it's nothing but money. By the way, are these ten taels of yours cash or banknotes?"
