The shooting continues...

At this time, the special appointment refused to give in, "But after you take a shower, we have to collect money for you, and I can't do anything about it."

Both sides were silent. According to the plot, Bu Fan thought about it, suddenly grabbed the bag on the stage and ran towards the door. Without taking five steps, the serious security guard of the full-time bathing center of the part-time acting professional blocked Bu Fan under the command of the staff.

Bu Fan was lying on the ground, struggling while shouting, "Let me go..."

Under the drag of the two security guards, Bu Fan had to obediently fight wherever he came from and went back to the front desk by the two security guards.

Bu Fan's little face was flushed as he struggled, and he chose to continue to use a crying voice, "I don't have money."

At this time, another special agent stood outside the camera and shouted, "Oh, what's going on?"

Bu Fan shrugged and looked over.

While walking into the camera, he began to say the lines, "Let the person go first."

"Manager Zhang, this person didn't pay for the shower. He said he was from the express delivery company and came to find Mr. Zhang."

The female special agent secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, she was not alone to face Bu Fan, otherwise she might have to have a play immediately. Now that there is one more person, it has become a group play. I just need to follow the words on the platform.

In fact, I can only say that I thought too much about her. It turned out that when she and Bu Fan were talking, the camera gave her half face. Now that the manager has entered the venue, she has not saved her face, and only a voice has been left.

And this sound is optional, after all, it still needs to be dubbed later.

The entire camera fell on Bu Fan, photographing his implicit expression of grievance and stubbornness.

"Yes, I want it."

After answering the cashier, the manager turned to look at Bu Fan, and glanced at him as he lowered his head and glanced at him, "Oh, it's you."

After saying this, he ordered to the two security guards next to him: "You two go down."

So the two security guards who didn't even see clearly looked back and got the lunch box. After Bu Fan felt that the security guard left, he slowly stood up with his slightly bent body, but his eyes still did not look directly at him, staring at the special collar of the manager.

"I said why did you come? I'm waiting for you for a long time?" After saying to Bu Fan, he added a show to himself. He glanced at him, and then said in a teasing tone: "Oh, I'm going to take a shower!" His body leaned forward and then shrank, "Hey, I said you're really good."

Although Bu Fan lowered his head and kept staring at the special agent who was a little older, Bu Fan saw a lot of details from his performance.

If others can get into special contracts, they really have some of their own things.

During the performance, I added many small movements, and my body changed at any time while talking to me. It was not too fragmentary, but was filled with the atmosphere of life. In a few words, I gave people a sense that this person must be a manager.

"Learned." According to Bu Fan himself, although he had been a supporting role for three years, judging from his own exploration and summary of his learning progress, he might not have the same acting skills as him for another two years. Fortunately, he went out and stepped on the shit and met a system that was getting further and further on the road to death, so he could be better.

Now when filming, I fully appreciate the benefits of the system. Although Bu Fan kept muttering in his heart, the surface of the system's blessing always maintained a mute expression. Otherwise, Bu Fan, who could travel a few times when filming, would have been so angry that Wang Shuai, as a director, would have been so angry that he educated him at the ideological and political level, commonly known as a slander.

Ignoring Bu Fan's wandering, the man made a special joke about Bu Fan and pointed at the female special interviewer, "Oh, bring me that document."

"document?"

"Yes, it's the documents I've put there."

After the two special agents finished their lines, the special agent turned his face to Bu Fan again, with his hands behind his back, and said in a leadership style: "Oh, if you don't come again, I'll leave."

While the man was talking to each other, Bu Fan's eyes, which were in normal resting state, quickly moved up and stared at the man's collar.

The camera turned to the female special office, and at the same time she also made an act of adding scenes to herself. After rummaging through the boxes and found the cowhide bag she had placed before, and handed it to the male special office.

The man specially took the cowhide bag and handed it to Bu Fan who bowed his head, "I'll tell you, you sent this to No. 123 Wangfujing Street. Mr. Li took it. Did you hear it?"

Bu Fan nodded while he was still there.

The man specially pulled Bufan's work clothes sleeves and said, "Go quickly, it's too late."

Bu Fan quickly held the cowhide bag handed over by the man in one hand, picked up the bag on the stage with the other hand, and ran out of the camera without saying a word and without looking back.

Bu Fan, who ran out of the camera, did not dare to speak at this time, and the two special conspirators were performing a finale on the scene.

The female special agent said at this time: "Manager, hasn't he paid yet?"

The man gave up his head and sighed halfway, "Oh, forget it, do you think he looks like a rich person?"

After saying this, Wang Shuai shouted, Bu Fan couldn't care about so much, and sat on the ground.

If the female special agent hadn't been silent and wanted to suppress him just now, Bu Fan wouldn't have performed too hard, and now he felt a little exhausted.

It is said that this person is fighting for a breath, and Buddha is fighting for a stick of incense. "Besides, why should a special appointment look down on me as the starring actor?" Although he was exhausted after the performance, Bu Fan felt it was worth it from the applause of everyone.

Wang Shuai walked up to Bu Fan and grabbed his hand and lifted the person up. He smiled happily and couldn't help but slapped Bu Fan on the shoulder, "You are not bad boy. I originally expected that this scene would be cracked at least four, five, six, seven, eight or nine times, but I didn't expect you to be in the end. You kid have the talent to eat this bowl of rice, so I'll take good care of you..."

After saying that, he happily slapped Bu Fan on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Bu Fan wanted to cry now, so he would not say whether he had the talent to eat this bowl of rice. Even if he had it, he would have died young and nothing if he had it.

"Now there is plenty of time. Taking advantage of this time, everyone will clean up the venue first and then take a shower." Wang Shuai looked at the time and explained to everyone.

"Long live the director..."

"Director, you're so nice..."

......

When everyone heard that they could rest, they cheered and threw the truth at Wang Shuai as if they didn't have any money.

"I said you were wrong? If you want to thank you, you have to thank Bufan. If he hadn't performed well and made time for everyone, you would have to take a shower and work overtime."

Hearing Wang Shuai's words, everyone quickly changed their minds and pointed at Bu Fan.

"Teacher Bu, majestic and domineering..."

"Brother Bu, you are so 13 and magnificent..."

......

Bu Fan quickly bowed and said that he would just listen to this kind of thing. If he really took it seriously, it would not be awesome but a fool.

After a few words of flattery, everyone stopped under Wang Shuai's organization, and each of them was busy with their own work. Bu Fan did not take off his makeup at this time and walked directly to the bathroom. Anyway, because he was just now, he was also Menqing, who was filming a hot bath and then went to the massage room. If anyone else did not order, he would find the technician who was serving Wang Shuai just now. Without saying a word, he lay on the bed and arranged a luxury version of the horse i killing chicken.

Cool...

After taking a comfortable shower, everyone had lunch together at the warm invitation of the owner of the bath center, and then everyone continued to shoot.

Everyone came outside the door and waited for the crew to organize props and arrange the venue to work together, and the filming began.

Bu Fan took the cowhide bag props he had just now, walked out of the door, surrounded by the elderly yangko team, carefully stuffed it into his bag, and then walked towards the iron fence where he had just stopped.

When the filming was taken here, Wang Shuai deliberately stopped, fearing that Bu Fan would not be able to express the anxiousness of the characters in the play clearly later, so he specially called him to his side to analyze it, and then he started again.

Bu Fan walked to the iron fence and was missing when the car locked here just now disappeared. He subconsciously shook his body. It was this tremor that made Wang Shuai shout and stop, and then called Bu Fan to his side, "What are you trying to do? You 17-year-old teenager face this kind of thing, do you think you can handle it like this?"

Bu Fan thought about it and said weakly: "I think it's good."
Chapter completed!