"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeaeically, the beef in this crew is fine. The beef tastes so good. Sister, do you want a piece?" Cheng Hao asked.
"Forget it, just think it tastes good to you." Sister Hong'er said while looking into the distance.
"Ouch~ (Okay, then I understand.)" Cheng Hao nodded after hearing this and continued to eat.
"Sir, the dish you requested is here."
The waiter came over with the dishes. Wang Wu, who was sitting in the shop, nodded, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the beef.
"end"
When the chopsticks were removed, the beef did not move, but there was a lot of resistance. This made Wang Wu stunned, and the staff's voice came to his ears:
"Above~Above, don't poke at the bottom, the top is real."
The staff standing in the corner were dancing and shouting.
"Like this?" Wang Wu muttered in his heart after hearing this, and clamped the beef on it.
This time, the situation did not occur, everything went smoothly.
But when he drank it in one gulp, a mask of pain appeared on his face again.
"What...what the hell is this? This wine is too bad to drink." Wang Wu's face was distorted, and he felt like he drank alcohol directly in one sip.
His whole body felt bad. If he had known this was what it smelled like, he would never have believed their lies.
"Look happy, you are Wu Song." The director and screenwriter who saw this scene shouted quickly, how could the other party be like this? It's not like he likes to drink.
"Good wine, good wine." Wang Wu, whose face was distorted, said immediately after hearing this.
Drinking heavily, the director was satisfied after seeing this.
"Ouch~ (He is such a ruthless person. It is outrageous that he can drink such a bad drink.)" Cheng Hao said after seeing this scene and looked at the beef he was eating. His heart was filled with happiness. Fortunately, he didn't have to drink this wine, otherwise he would also have to wear a mask of pain.
"Hiccup, hiccup! It tastes so bad, it tastes so bad." Wang Wu walked out of the store, stumbling. The whole person was very uncomfortable.
From the perspective of the director and screenwriter, it’s a different scene:
"Not bad, not bad. This drunk acting is very good. It looks just like the real thing. It seems that his acting skills have improved."
"Yes, I said there's nothing wrong with finding him to play the role."
"No, we have to go to Jingyang Gang quickly. There is something wrong with this wine." As they were talking, Wang Wu felt pain in his abdomen, and his face turned pale.
All I wanted to do was finish filming this scene quickly and find a place to squat.
"Little Fat Orange, Little Fat Orange, get ready, it's your turn." The staff who saw Wu Song leaving the store came to Cheng Hao and agreed.
"Ouch~ (I know, I know, I'll go over and squat on him right now.)" Cheng Hao nodded after hearing this and got up from the ground.
"Wait a minute, little rascal, wipe the sauce off your mouth first." Sister Hong'er on the side saw this and said angrily.
This little rascal ate so much beef that he didn't even know it was black.
Are there any tigers out there that look like this? Mouth smeared with sauce.
"Ouch~ (Yes, I almost forgot, my mouth is covered in sauce.)" Cheng Hao nodded and stretched out his big head to wipe Sister Hong'er clean.
Then he walked towards Jingyanggang with small steps.
"Why aren't you here, little fat man? I feel like I can't hold it in any longer. Who is this heartless guy who bought this wine? Can this thing be drunk by others?" Relying on the huge turquoise stone, Wang Wu felt his stomach churning, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
But he couldn't stop now, so he could only close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, waiting for Little Fat Orange to come over.
"Ouch~ (I opened this road, I planted this tree. If you want to leave from here, leave money to buy the road.)"
Cheng Hao, who trotted over, didn't hesitate and shouted at the top of his lungs as soon as he came.
The huge roar shook the entire three hills.
Wang Wu got up quickly when he heard the voice and stared at Cheng Hao with an ugly expression.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... asked in a voice.
The other person seems to be quite uncomfortable. Can this situation continue? He felt that this was a bit suspenseful.
If it really doesn't work? They should take a break.
"Quick...quick"
When Wang Wu saw Cheng Hao appear, his face was covered with pimple-sized beads of sweat. He was urging in a low voice.
"Ouch~ (You asked me to hurry up, that's what you said, I won't be responsible for hurting you.)" Cheng Hao replied after hearing this, and rushed towards Wang Wu.
Upon seeing this, Wang Wu immediately dodged away, and then Cheng Hao stood up again. Wang Wu hid again, and the sweat on his face left even more.
He felt like there was a sharp knife stirring in his belly, which made him very uncomfortable.
At this moment, Cheng Hao made another move, and saw his big tail hitting Wang Wu.
But at this time, Wang Wu was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his back, and he couldn't dodge at all.
"Ouch~ (I knew you couldn't do this, why did you say you were fine?)" Cheng Hao was speechless when he saw this scene, and a strong suction force emanated from his tail.
It directly sucked Wang Wu's hand, making it look like Wanwu suddenly grabbed Cheng Hao's big tail.
"ah?"
Feeling the uncontrollable hands, Wang Wu was a little stunned at this time. He didn't even know what happened. Why was it like this?
But at this time, he was even more dumbfounded. When did Cheng Hao he was holding float into the sky? He was grabbing the opponent's tail and swinging it up like a brass hammer.
"Um, Wang Wu has so much strength?" Wang Wu was not the only one who saw this scene with trachoma, even the director on the side was dumbfounded.
In his impression, is the other party so powerful?
"I don't think so. If he's so powerful, there's no way he wouldn't say it." The screenwriter said weakly after hearing this.
If the other party has the ability to lift a little fat orange, then why should he be an actor?
"Then the question is, how did he lift up the little fat orange?" other staff members asked after hearing this.
"I don't know, maybe it's because of Wia's ability."
"Yeah, otherwise this would be too scary."
The team members who were watching were talking about it. They couldn't understand what was going on? But what is certain is that it was definitely not them.
"Um, what's going on now? Does anyone know?"
"I don't know. I know our cute little chubby orange won't get hurt, right? After all, it's his big tail that's pulling him."
"Yeah, little Fat Orange looks so pitiful."
Fans were very worried after seeing this.
What if the team members hadn't stopped him? They all have to rush over.
"Boom"
After spinning three and a half times in the air, Cheng Hao dissipated the suction on his tail. The whole tiger flew out directly and crashed into the woods nearby.
After breaking several trees along the way, he stopped.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" (I have performed so hard, this guy owes me a favor. He can't justify not sending me several carts of meat.)" Cheng Hao, who fell to the ground, was thinking this, but for a long time he realized that Wu Song didnt When he came over, he looked up and saw Wang Wu, who was spinning several times in circles on the big rock, frothing at the mouth and fell down.
"Ouch~ (Huh? Are you so incompetent? I have cooperated with your performance, but are you finished now?)" Cheng Hao was shocked.
Here he showed his big tail again, and he was wheeled around like a windmill. He even fell down a few trees in cooperation to show off the opponent's power. Is that the result?
"No, hurry up and take a look at Wang Wu. What's going on?" The dumbfounded director shouted immediately after he came to his senses.
"Yes." The staff members who heard this replied and rushed to Wang Wu to take a look at the situation.
"Everyone, please step aside and let us see how the patient is doing?" After seeing the patient, the ambulance staff on the other side also ran over quickly. I originally thought that someone would be scratched by the tiger, but the tiger didn't even make a move and the other person fainted.
"He deserves it. God will punish him if he bullies our cute little chubby gentleman."
"How dare you treat our little chubby little girl like a windmill? It's absolutely disgusting."
"That's right, I don't know if our baby, little Fatty Orange, was injured in the fall?" The nervousness of the others was different. The little Orange fans were so happy when they saw this scene.
"Just now I thought he was extremely powerful when Wu Song was alive, but now it looks like he was made by Little Fat Orange."
"Yeah, he was too overwhelmed by Little Fat Orange's cooperation with him, and he actually fell down first."
After the team members saw this, their doubts about whether the opponent was an evolver or a power-type evolver were instantly eliminated. As long as the opponent was still evolving like this, he was almost a loser.
"Ouch~ (This is really a wall that cannot be supported by mud.)" Cheng Hao walked over helplessly. The other party was so mean, why did he fall down? You should hold on a little longer and finish filming this scene before we talk about it. Now it's better. We have to shoot two scenes for one scene.
"Doctor, doctor, what's wrong with him? Is he okay?"
The director looked at Wang Wu who was unconscious and foaming at the mouth and asked.
"This is still unclear. We need to send him to the hospital for examination. In addition, you'd better provide me with the food he has eaten."
"I think he looks a bit like he's been poisoned. It's probably due to the food he just ate." The doctor who packed Wang Wu on a stretcher said and asked the medical staff to carry the stretcher away.
"Huh? Food poisoning?" The director was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately asked someone to pack up the unfinished drinks and food.
"Little Fat Orange, are you okay? Lie down quickly and let me check to see if there are any injuries?" Xu Lele walked up to Cheng Hao and rolled up his sleeves for inspection.
"Aww~ (What can happen if I fall down on my own? Do you think he can really throw me up?)" Cheng Hao jumped away after hearing this. If he really let the other party check, it would be fine. Trouble him.
"What should the director do now? Mr. Wang Wu has collapsed. Do we still need to continue filming?" Sister Hong'er walked up to the director and asked.
"Of course there is no way to continue filming, so today's filming can only end here." The director said helplessly after hearing this. He wanted to continue filming, but how can he film when everyone is hospitalized?
But I have to say that the scene just now is really good, especially the scene where Wang Wu throws the little fat orange away. Wu Song is really alive.
"Well, let's deal with the fans first." Sister Hong'er said after hearing this. He didn't forget that there were still a lot of fans here, waiting to interact with Xiaoju.
"Okay, okay." The director smiled, and after seeing them off, he began to investigate the crew.
He was really pissed off. He could have gotten over it in one go, but in the end, something like this happened.
He wants to see which bastard did the good deed?
"Don't rush, don't rush. Everyone can get the autograph of Little Fat Orange's Green Claw. Please line up in an orderly manner."
"Yes, yes, everyone has it. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."
The wide open space was now filled with water, and the fans who crowded forward crazily stretched out their hands to touch Cheng Hao's big head.
Fortunately, Cheng Hao had a quick eye and a quick mind, so he managed to avoid it in a few seconds, otherwise he would have been bald by them.
"Little Fat Orange comes with a song, Little Fat Orange comes with a song."
"Yes, yes, it's still so early, little Fat Orange, just sing a song for us."
Seeing the fans who couldn't touch Cheng Hao's big head, they shouted loudly.
"Ouch~ (I can sing for you, but you have to leave immediately after listening. Is it okay to keep it? If you agree? I will sing for you.)" Cheng Hao asked after hearing this.
These fans are really annoying him to death. They all want to get something from him, but they are his fans and he can't do it.
"No problem, as long as you are willing to sing, little Fatty Orange, we promise to leave after listening and never stay."
"Yeah, little Fat Orange, please sing Blue and White Porcelain for us."
Fans here were heard shouting.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae that blue and white porcelain for singing a hammer? I want to sing Huo Yuanjia for you. If you don't follow the rules, I'll just hammer you and tell you." Cheng Hao said cursingly. He wanted to transform into Huo Yuanjia right now. , give each of them a fist.
Blue and white porcelain? The blue and white porcelain is like a hammer and a lollipop. They are so disobedient. They want a hammer and a blue and white porcelain.
"Ah? Huo Yuanjia? Is it Xiaopangju's new song? That's great. Xiaopangju has released a new song."
"Yes, yes, Little Fat Orange, come on and sing, come on and sing." The fans who heard this simply ignored the second half of the sentence. They only knew that Little Fat Orange was going to sing a new song for them.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. Let's spread out and shout for Little Fat Orange to sing. Now the fans who are crowding in front push back, and the fans who are standing behind should lean aside." Sister Hong'er laughed when she heard this. As he said this, Xu Lele went to get pots and pans.
After hearing this, the remaining team members also rushed to deliver the good news:
"Come on, hurry up, little Fat Orange is going to sing a new song, he's going to sing a new song."
"What? Little Fatty Orange sings a new song? This is a piece of cake in the sky."
The team members who were patrolling around the crew didn't care about anything when they heard it, and ran directly towards this side.
"Director Little Fatty is going to sing a new song, why don't we scold him later?" The screenwriter who heard the sound poked his head and asked tentatively.
"Well, let's do this for now. You're lucky to meet Little Fat Orange singing, otherwise I'd have to teach you a lesson." The director, who was so angry that his lungs ached, said, these guys really can't hold up the wall. ah.
Asking them to buy a drink can cause problems. Fortunately, Wang Wu had nothing to do. Otherwise, he wouldn't know what to do?
"Yes, yes." Everyone who heard this quickly admitted their mistake. Fortunately, Xiaopangju sang. Otherwise, they don't know how long they will be scolded.
"Okay, let's go listen to the song. When we come back, the person in charge of purchasing will go and apologize to Wang Wu. Although the others are not wrong, they must write a review to me." The director said and walked away.
(End of chapter)
