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Chapter 54 Even if you lose one thousand, you will kill eight hundred enemies

"You guys have nothing to do, are you?"

The staff who were timid in front of the director ran to the crowd that was performing Wang Po scolding, roared and drove away the onlookers, walked into the circle and asked Bu Fan and the others, "Who fell just now?"

Six people, including Bu Fan, raised their hands to signal.

"The director will get out of the way!"

"I was wronged. They fell together just now and rolled over. I couldn't hide."

"Me too."

"Me too."

Seeing this, the staff thought about it, pointed at the three of them and said, "You three are staying with each other?"

When the three of them left, the staff saw that two of them were the acquaintances they had just met, and waved directly and said, "Get out of here with all three!"

The extra actor A was anxious, "Brother, I'm wronged! I was running with Brother Liu, but who knew that Brother Wang suddenly rushed over and fell down just after a moment of unpreparation."

The special agent followed closely and pointed at Bu Fan and explained: "Angkor, it's him. I hooked me with my feet while I was unprepared. At that time, I rushed from point A to point D, and I was careless for a moment."

After explaining to the staff, the special agent turned to Bu Fan and shouted: "You are tired of life, are you? I have never finished it with you..." After that, he raised his sleeves and rushed towards Bu Fan.

Seeing that the scene was about to get messy again, the staff quickly shouted, "Stop it all for me."

For a moment, the turtle's energy leaked and everyone stopped their voices.

After controlling the scene again, the staff asked Bu Fan: "What else do you have to say?"

Bu Fan, who had not spoken out, said at this time: "I am an extra, no power, no one, and nothing to say. I didn't tell you to blame me for the first time. This time I kowtowed me, but I still blame me for the blame. I think this is the false one who is directly on my head today, and I don't explain anything. I'll leave this one, right!"

What they said was getting louder and louder. Sometimes, the people onlookers heard it clearly. When they heard this, most of the eyes began to flash.

After saying the last sentence, Bu Fan didn't ask the crew what salary they had to pay, and turned around and walked out of the crew.

After changing his clothes and walking out of the crew, Bu Fan did not leave for the time being. He turned around and found a relatively secret place to squat down and smoked.

At this time, after Bu Fan left, the crew came forward with pride and took out the cigarette from their pocket and handed it to the staff, but was knocked out by the staff, "Don't mess with these useless things. The director said it, get out of here. I can't keep it either. Please, please!"

The special hand that handed the cigarette was stiff in the air, and he hurriedly begged with a sad face: "Angkor, it's all up to the trouble of Bu Fan. We are purely the fish that was affected. Just this little thing will drive us out, it's not possible!"

The extra also begged: "Brother, I really don't care about my business!"

"Get out of here quickly, if you don't get out, I'll just blow you out." The staff rushed out impatiently when dealing with the extras.

At this time, the special agent saw the staff ignore him and wanted to say it, but was directly taken over by the staff. "It's useless to tell me. I can't make the decision if the director posts, so don't make it difficult for me." After all, he has some identity and is usually a lot of filial piety, so the staff's tone of speaking naturally became much gentler.

Even if the tone is gentle, it cannot change the reality that is difficult to stop.

The special agent was anxious to hear this and didn't know what to do. The extra actor said anxiously, "Brother Wang, you have to say something for me! I'm wronged..."

"Did you not see that I can't protect myself now? Get out of here..."

"Brother Wang, you can't break the bridge. You just wanted to fight with Bu Fan, but I was the first to rush up to help you hold him!" The special agent saw that the extra was still entangled here and was about to plead with the director. He was so anxious that he was furious that he shouted to the extra, "I want you to pull him, you can do it with rats, it's all my business." After that, he left and walked quickly towards the director.

The extra was watching the special agent wanting to leave, so he quickly got ready to hold him up. The special agent directly threw his hand off the claws he handed over. Seeing this, the extras accepted their fate and retracted their hands.

After thinking about it, he said to the staff, "Then my salary?"

"Get out, I still want wages. It's already a blessing from not asking you to pay. No matter how much I want money, I will compensate you for the loss of the delayed shooting because of this incident. I will immediately add two hundred yuan to you."

When the extra heard this, he pulled his fists tightly.

"Why do you want to hit me? Come on, I'll stand here, you can try beating..." Seeing the extra, the staff stepped forward and patted the man's face with his hands, letting him do it.

The extras were both arrogant and arrogant, but in the end they didn't dare to do it. They left the filming scene in shame, and obediently came to the place where the extras were stacked, returned the crew's costumes, put on their own clothes and then walked out.

The special agent here came to the director with a worry. When he saw the director, he immediately bent his waist, took out a cigarette, held it with his hands and handed it to the director.

The director looked at the soft handed over by the man and didn't get it. He asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

The special agent quickly replied: "Director, I didn't mean it. Bu Fan just now was the extra. I hooked me with my feet and then fell..."

The director, who was angry, heard that the main owner had just come over, laughed anxiously, and smiled twice, and roared and scolded: "You have the face to appear in front of me. The first time I saw that you had a special identity, I endured it. Do you think I can't see your thoughts? But you are still arrogant. If you don't have the first time, come the second time. Get out, I will count three times and disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise I will let you not be able to survive in Hengdian."

As soon as these words were heard, the murderous intent splashed, and the special agent was sweating profusely. He believed from the bottom of his heart that the director had the ability to make him unable to survive in Hengdian.

Damn it is not the same level as the two, but there is a difference between the heaven and the earth.

"I'll get out, I'll get out now. Director, please calm down, Director, please calm down..."

The special agent quickly retreated and persuaded the director to calm down. When he left the director's sight, he was at a corner and his left and right hands opened his bow and gave him a few big mouths on his right and back.

"I was so blinded by lard."

When he first came to Bu Fan, he thought of his luck as the protagonist. But after being a supporting role for four years, he had been a special contractor. He had been playing for two years at this level, but he could not go further. When he saw Bu Fan, he became jealous.

People with high status in the crew are embarrassed by people with low status. This is a very common thing. The special agent naturally does things according to the previous methods, but he does not expect Bu Fan to play cards according to common sense and fight back so fiercely that he would rather not act than make the person targeting him look sexy.

The special appointment at this time not only did not eat mutton but made me feel sexy and I also got myself in.

Fortunately, for the special contractor, the crew did not do anything too well. He walked to the finance department after he settled the wages and carried his own things out.

......

Bu Fan hid in the corner and waited for a while to see the extra who pushed him walking out in depression. His previous depression was completely wiped out.

It doesn't matter if you can't get the money yourself. If you have more than 15, you can't be rich, and if you have less, you can't starve to death. Bu Fan is willing to use this 15 to make the person targeting him have no good ending.

Even if he kills eight hundred enemies and loses one thousand of them, he is willing!

After the extras left, Bu Fan took out another cigarette leisurely and lit it for himself to celebrate his success.

After smoking, Bu Fan stood up and patted his butt and left. At this time, he saw a special agent walking out of the crew carrying something.

Bu Fan smiled happily, "It's worth it, it's worth it." He originally thought that he would beat the extra to the top, and then be scolded for being scolded for another special appointment, but now he didn't expect that he was so powerful that he actually made the special appointment.

The word "Shuang" can no longer describe Bu Fan's mood at this time. It is very exciting to use two words.

Of course, Bu Fan didn't dare to go out now, because he was afraid that others would fight him directly if he went out.

When you should fight for the death, it is not a waste of time, but when you should fight for the death, it is a reckless behavior. Bu Fan stayed in the corner and was about to leave, then he clapped his hands and stood up again, singing a song to the rented house.
Chapter completed!
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