"That's very good, don't say it next time, okay?" The director said with an ugly face when he heard this. It was okay if the other party didn't say it, but he would feel even more uncomfortable when he did.
"Yes, director." The screenwriter nodded after hearing this and walked aside knowingly.
The director was left smoking and squinting with a look of sadness on his face.
"Little Fat Orange, Little Fat Orange."
"Little Fat Orange, Little Fat Orange."
At this moment, excited voices came from not far away.
Fans who had already received the news looked at the car that slowly stopped and cheered happily.
"Aww~ (Why are there so many people in this place? Isn't it in the wilderness? Isn't this too lively?)" Cheng Hao muttered as he poked his big head in front of the car door.
He thought that there would be no fans if he walked to such a desolate place, but in the end, there were still so many fans waiting for him here.
The fans who saw this scene were even happier, exclaiming one by one:
"Wow! The way the little chubby orange pokes his head is so cute."
"Yes, it's so cute. It's the most adorable little cat in the world."
"Who says it's not the case? Little Fat Orange, come to your aunt's arms."
It is said that tigers are not as cute as they were when they were young, but their chubby orange looks are always online.
Look at how cute and silly he is, he is simply a treasure in their hearts.
"The little scoundrel is blocking the car door. Are you planning to prevent everyone from getting out? Get out of the way quickly, okay?" Sister Hong'er saw the furry figure blocking the car door, making it impossible for everyone to get out. He kicked Cheng Hao's big butt angrily and said.
"Ouch~ (I know, I know.)" Cheng Hao, who was kicked, quickly got out of the car and was surrounded by enthusiastic fans.
"Little Fat Orange is so cute, let me touch his big paws?"
"I want to touch little Fat Orange's big head. The two round little ears look very soft at first glance."
"I think the little fat orange is good everywhere, I want to touch it everywhere." Cheng Hao just walked down and was instantly overwhelmed by fans.
He doesn't even know where to go? Pair after pair of hands touched him vigorously.
"Aww~ (Don't touch my butt, who is grabbing the tip of my tail? And who is lying under my belly and scratching me?)" Cheng Hao, who was overwhelmed by the crowd and was overwhelmed, shouted: "Aww. ~ (Sister, help me, if you don’t save me, my hair will be shaved off.)”
"I understand, isn't sister saving you? Stop arguing." Sister Hong'er said, who was pulling away the crowd.
"Everyone, please give way and don't disturb Xiaopangju's normal work. As for the autograph session you want? We will naturally satisfy everyone later."
"Yes, yes, everyone, please get out of the way, don't squeeze the little fat orange like this, he is a tiger after all, and he will hurt you if he hits you."
The team members said while blocking the fans. But the tidal wave of people is not so easy to isolate.
Despite all their efforts, they were unable to squeeze in.
"Haha, I touched the little fat orange, hahaha."
"I touched it too, I touched his big tail."
"Yes, yes, his little ears are even softer."
There were happy voices from the fans inside, and then one or two of them were pulled out by the fans outside: "You've all touched them, it's our turn."
"Yes, yes, if you touch someone, please get out immediately. Stop touching them. It's our turn to play."
"That's right, you can't be so selfish."
"What a good opportunity." The team members' eyes lit up instantly when they saw this scene. They took advantage of the opportunity for the fans inside to come out and squeezed in immediately.
Only then did he arrive next to Cheng Hao, who was overwhelmed by the crowd.
"Ouch~ (I'm warning you, there must be restrictions on touching everywhere. If you don't get out of the way, I will be rude.)" Cheng Hao, who was squatting like a big orange ball, warned. .
These guys are so shameless and touch them everywhere. Where can I touch it and where can I not touch it?
"Little Fat Orange, don't panic, we are here to protect you. Everyone, get out of the way and don't disturb Little Fat Orange's work." The team members who squeezed in shouted, forming a circle around Cheng Hao. This separated the crowd.
"Hey, hey! It's not like this. You didn't care when they touched them just now, and now you actually stop us when we touch them. This is so unfair."
"Yeah, even if you are from the Evolver Department, you can't be so domineering, right?"
"Yes, let us touch the cute little chubby orange quickly. We will get out of the way after touching it. We won't be as shameless as those guys just now."
The separated crowd was noisy and expressed their dissatisfaction with their failure to touch the little fat orange.
"Ouch~ (If you don't come over, I will send these guys to the sky to play with.)" Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene. These fans are really not polite at all.
What if the team members don’t come in again? He could only send them to heaven.
"Okay, little bastard, I'll let you run alone. Now you know the consequences of running alone, right?" Sister Hong'er came in and said, looking at the crowd who were still trying to squeeze in, she said, "I'm very sorry, everyone, I know too. Everyone wants to interact with Xiaoju, but Xiaoju will start work soon, so the meeting with Xiaoju will be arranged later. I hope everyone can forgive me."
"I believe that as a rational little orange fan, I will definitely be able to understand this kind of thing."
"Then... how long to wait?"
"Yes, can you let us finish interacting with Little Fatty Orange first before we start filming?"
"Yes, we skipped the morning shift and came here. Miss breeder, it's just for your convenience."
After hearing this, the fans stopped squeezing and asked Sister Hong'er.
"Don't worry, everyone, it won't take long. Besides, everyone's coming here will not be in vain." At this moment, Xu Lele held up a loudspeaker and shouted:
"Fans, please come and line up here. We have prepared Little Fat Orange figures and tiger claw fans for everyone. The quantity is limited, first come, first served. Fans who are still lingering over there can't get it. arrive."
"Ahhhh? Little Fat Orange Oooh figurine?"
When the fans gathered here heard this, their eyes lit up instantly, and they ran towards Xu Lele one by one.
In less than a few seconds, the dense crowd emptied.
"Ouch~ (It's great to finally be gone.)" Cheng Hao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.
If they had known how attractive the figurines were to them, the other party would have screamed earlier, but they had to let him be touched for so long before shouting? He suspected that the other party did it on purpose.
"Okay, little rascal. Now is not the time to relax. Let's go quickly." Sister Hong'er knocked on Cheng Hao's big head and said.
"Ouch~ (I know, I know.)" Cheng Hao replied and walked forward with small steps.
At the same time, Tails sorted out the messy hair on his body. He finally combed it this morning, but it got messed up again by them.
"Little Fat Orange, you're here. It's great. I'm here to tell you how we should shoot next, right?" The screenwriter who saw Cheng Hao approaching immediately came over and asked.
"Aww~ (Didn't you tell me this? Let me pounce over and pick up the tail, and then I will be responsible for lying on the ground and massaging each other?)" Cheng Hao said.
He has heard this kind of thing many times, why do he need to talk about it again? Isn't it just that he did the first move according to the method in the book, then lay on the ground and let Wu Song step on him, enjoying the opponent's small fists and big back blows?
He already knows this process well and doesn't need to learn it anymore.
"That's not how it is. Little Fatty's situation has changed, and we decided to make a change." After hearing Sister Hong'er's translation, the screenwriter said the new script.
"Um, did I hear you right? After one man and one tiger fought against each other, did the tiger and Wu Song get injured and leave?" Sister Hong'er opened her eyes wide and opened her ears in disbelief to make sure she didn't listen. wrong.
"Yes, that's what the new script is like." The screenwriter nodded and said, indicating that the other party heard correctly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa one for us, can we not go to so much trouble and just do it as before? How fast can I cut it?" Cheng Hao complained.
Let him fight for 300 rounds according to what the other party said, but the other party has never given such generous funds.
It would be nice to just let him give Wu Song a good beating. He didn't want to go to such trouble.
"But the problem is that the officers are not happy. They feel that the script is inappropriate and needs to be changed." The screenwriter who heard this said helplessly.
"Ouch~ (Then don't listen to them, I have a higher status than them, just listen to me and follow the original process.)" Cheng Hao waved his paws and said, what is his status and what is the other's status? He even used the other's gesticulation during filming. Of?
"But if this happens, the officers will not agree." The screenwriter said awkwardly.
"It's okay, just do as we said. I'll take care of the things over there." Sister Hong'er said with a smile, how could you not follow the book when filming? Isn't that a mess?
And it is completely unnecessary to make simple things so complicated. This is just filming, not a real fight. Are they like this?
"Okay, I'll trouble you, Miss Hong'er." The screenwriter smiled and immediately went to tell the director the good news.
"Aww~ (That's right, why are they gesticulating when I'm filming? Do you still want to add drama to my family? Have they asked me for my opinion?)" Cheng Hao said angrily.
Do they think the script is suitable, and aren't they the ones who suffer? He wouldn't give them this chance.
"Yes, and the filming should respect the original work, otherwise you will definitely be scolded if the filming is messy." Sister Hong'er nodded, and one person and one tiger walked towards the venue.
"Really? Is this really what Miss Hong'er and Little Fatty Orange said? That's great." The director said happily after hearing what the screenwriter said.
"Yes, so we can just shoot it as it was before. As for the officers, Miss Hong'er will sort it out." The screenwriter nodded.
"Well, it seems that both Miss Hong'er and Xiao Pangju respect the original work. Let's notify everyone and let everyone prepare to start work immediately." The director ordered.
"Okay." The screenwriter nodded and immediately asked the staff to take action.
"Ouch~ (Sister, are they planning to fail in three bowls of filming?)" Cheng Hao, who was eating melon and watching the show, asked, looking for the sauced beef that was about to be played.
"Yes, you little scoundrel, do you want to go over and join in the fun? That's not possible. The place you should stay is Jingyanggang." Looking at Wu Song walking into the store, Sister Hong'er said angrily.
If the tiger ran into the store, wouldn't that directly disrupt the plot?
"Ouch~ (I don't plan to go in, I just want to buy some beef to eat. Sister, can you help me ask if there is any extra?)" Cheng Hao said.
He is not interested in drinking. He is just bored here and wants to eat something. He believes that the entire crew cannot prepare just a little bit of soy sauce beef, right?
"Okay, then let me go and ask you." Sister Hong'er looked at the crew members who were filming and nodded, then went to ask the staff.
"Is this place comfortable for you, Little Fatty Orange? Let me tell you, I specially asked the staff to decorate this place."
While Cheng Hao was waiting for the good news from Sister Hong'er, Mao Shi ran over and said.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. (I'm probably third in the world, and I'm not a tiger who enjoys it. I can lie down anywhere, it's not that particular.)" Cheng Hao said after hearing this, turned his head and looked around.
After realizing that no fans were following him, he breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was that the other party was dragging a large number of fans over.
Just as he was talking, Cheng Hao suddenly made a move. His eyes looked at the three bowls but not the post in the distance.
The smell seems to be that of a real white wine. Is it really okay if they give each other seventeen bowls to drink?
"Are you serious? Why did you serve me real wine?" In the shop, Wang Wu looked at the wine on the table and said with an ugly expression.
"Isn't this for the sake of authenticity, and it's also to embolden you. So that you won't be scared later." The screenwriter explained: "And only the first three bowls are low-alcohol wine, and all the subsequent drinks are soda, so you can rest assured. "
"Screenwriter, are you sure?" Wang Wu said after hearing this.
"Of course, I can't lie to you. Don't worry, the alcohol content of this wine is very low. It's guaranteed to be the same as water." The screenwriter said, then stepped aside: "Three bowls of wine will not be enough, and filming has officially started..."
"ding ding ding"
As the voice fell, the redundant staff immediately evacuated the store, leaving only the cameraman and others.
"Um, does it really matter if you give me so much beef? It seems that filming is still going on inside. What will happen if there is no beef then?" Outside the store, Sister Hong'er looked at the crew and gave herself a packet of sauce Beef couldn't help but be stunned.
"Don't worry, Miss Breeder. There is no such problem. Most of the soy sauce beef Wu Song eats is fake, and only the top few slices are real."
"Just feel free to give it to Little Fatty Orange, there will be no problem."
"Yes, and the main purpose of Three Bowls is to film Wu Song drinking. Who will see him eating meat? Don't worry."
The staff who heard this smiled and said that there was no problem at all. If it didn't work, they could just give Wu Song some peanuts.
Who is suffering from this? You can’t suffer the little fat orange either.
"Okay, thank you all, I won't disturb your work." Sister Hong'er said gratefully.
Now that the staff had said so, she felt relieved.
"Hmm, Miss Keeper, please walk slowly." The staff smiled and began to put the sauced beef on the plate.
(End of chapter)
