The vase cannon fodder is favored by the group again

On the set, the cameras around the actors, far or near, are shooting quietly, and the entire set is silent.

This scene has been repeated six times, and all departments have been picked on by Min Shoubei, but it has nothing to do with the actors, and the two have always been in a state of extraordinary performance.

Shen Ci still sat in the original position, his eyes were quiet and tired, and all the muscles in his body relaxed and drooped lazily.

He was so tired that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he lay down, his legs twisted in a strange position, which made his hamstring hurt, but the person lying on the ground was too tired to adjust, and slowly closed his eyes.

Min Shoubei crossed his arms and stared at Shen Ci in the surveillance screen. His knuckles curled up involuntarily and pressed against his lips, rubbing his dry and peeled lower lip slowly and heavily.

For fear of affecting the shooting status, all unnecessary communication among the crew was prohibited, and the atmosphere became more condensed.

With a "bang", Luan, who was sweating profusely and anxiously, pushed the door and entered the rooftop. The photographer behind him ran past Luan silently, stepped on the slide rail accurately and rowed backwards.

Lu An's face went away quietly with a dazed face. The camera shot across the open roof and blue sky, framed the lying Shen Ci into the frame, and then slowly rotated the angle by remote control. Far--

This complex motion shot was rehearsed hundreds of times, and finally it was perfectly presented in the final shooting.

Cameras from other angles were immediately replaced and continued to film the interaction between the two actors.

Ah Sheng couldn't believe it, he thought he had saved Wen Yu, but in fact Wen Yu had always been closed in his own world, pretending to accept everyone's visits, but silently rejecting them at the same time.

Only by accepting can more trouble be avoided.

On the slightly shabby faded rooftop, Ah Sheng persuaded him for a long time, but no matter how gorgeous and touching the language was, it was powerless to those who fell into depression, and Wen Yu didn't understand a word.

He felt bored, so he stood up quietly and walked towards the edge of the roof calmly.

"Wen Yu!"

Wen Yu's arm was pulled back violently, and Ah Sheng pulled him to the ground, holding him tightly with red eyes.

"Even if you give up on yourself, think about the people around you!"

Wen Yu's eyes did not fluctuate, and one corner of his lips was drawn up impatiently, but he remained silent.

He didn't bother to explain that death was just a choice.

Just like some people choose to go abroad for further study, some people choose to get married and have children, some people think that it is just right to live until now.

There is no need for others to be pitiful and sad, and there is no need to forcibly restore it, he just feels helpless and bored.

Why not let him go away happy?

Ah Sheng kept roaring angrily. Seeing that Wen Yu didn't respond, he gritted his teeth and forcibly knocked Wen Yu unconscious, and carried him away directly on his shoulders.

"Card! This one is over!"

Min Shoubei announced with a loudspeaker, and there were several applause on the set, and he began to clean up the guys.

Lu An gently put Shen Ci back on the ground and rubbed the back of his neck: "Didn't it hurt you?"

Shen Ci reluctantly shook his head, unable to speak vigorously.

Knowing that Shen Ci was too involved in the drama, Lu An patiently sat beside him and patted him on the back.

Shen Ci lowered his head and took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes and between his brows, his heart was empty.

Every time he wants to shoot a scene with complicated emotions, Min Shoubei will always find Shen Ci and Lu An the night before, and the three of them sit on the hotel terrace, Min Shoubei smokes while recalling, and narrates the past between him and his wife in a hoarse voice.

"In fact, I forgot all of them, but when I saw Shen Ciba, I slowly remembered them all."

Min Shoubei exhaled smoke, which instantly drifted away with the wind like silk, and disappeared completely, just like yesterday.

After the whole script was performed, although Shen Ci still didn't know her mother's name, she had already walked into her life with her father and experienced her heart as a "mother".

Every time he acts, Shen Ci sees the world from the perspective of his mother, at least in his heart, he is integrated with her.

There is no intense grief, and the heart is filled with a flat heart like dead ashes. Every time the performance is over, Shen Ci feels lost.

"A small speech."

The familiar voice was like a hallucination, and Shen Ci's hand stopped.

The man called again, the ending sound was vague and rising, carelessly.

Shen Ci finally slowly raised his head in astonishment, and his brother was standing not far away, looking at him with his trouser pockets in his pocket.

"How can you……"

Shen Ci choked, tears came down, his arms were unable to support the ground, and his hair was messy and decadent.

"Damn it, why are you crying?" Shen Bie was taken aback, and didn't care about waiting for his younger brother to pounce on him like a fool, and hurried over to check the situation.

Shen Bie knelt down on one knee and hugged his younger brother, and frantically wiped his tears with his sleeve: "What's the matter, this is, who bullied you? Tell brother."

Shen Ci didn't say a word but only focused on crying, he hugged his elder brother tightly with his arms and didn't let go, tied Shen Bie's neck tightly, and almost strangled him to death.

"..." Shen Bie resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and patted Shen Ci's thin back gently and skillfully, thinking that this little brat had quite strong hands.

Brother Zhang also came over in a hurry, knelt down to observe for a while, and said, "Maybe it's because the emotions from filming haven't recovered yet? Let's go and rest first."

"So serious? All right."

Shen Bie's hands were stuck in Shen Ci's armpits, and he easily lifted him up, half-carried and half-hugged on his shoulders, and strode away.

"This is Shen Ci's brother? Why is he here?" Lu An stood up.

Brother Zhang looked worried: "Hey... I had some trouble just now, so I called him and Boss Lu. It seems that Shen Bie came here by himself, and I don't know if I can stand it..."

***

After Shen Ci cried out, the bad mood was much better, hugging Shen Bie's neck and sniffling.

"Brother, why are you here?"

With a thick nasal voice, Shen Ci leaned on his shoulder and asked.

Shen Bie frowned: "Brother Zhang didn't tell you? Wen Ran's evil pen has come to look for you again."

"Ah?" Shen Ci suddenly woke up in shock: "Isn't it? What is he doing here?"

Shen stopped laughing: "Maybe the skin is itchy again, so I need to hammer it hard again."

Shen Ci quickly persuaded: "Don't brother, don't fight..."

"It's okay, I brought my nanny today!"

Shen Ci was at a loss: "Huh?"

Shen Bie opened the rear door, and saw Dr. Mo sitting inside. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes and smiled gently at Shen Ci.

"Xiao Ci, long time no see."

Shen Ci: "..."

The two of you are quite capable, one is violent output, the other is blood nurse, the golden combination of killing people in the wild.

***

When the three returned to the hotel, they saw seven or eight black cars of the same model parked at the door, most of which were brought by Wen Ran.

Brother Zhang and Lu An also came back, and they went to the penthouse suite together. As soon as the elevator opened—as expected, there was a large group of people guarding the door. Wen Ran was standing at the front, and his eyes lit up when he saw Shen Ci.

"Shen Ci, I want to talk to you."

Wen Ran hurried forward a few steps, changed his usual cynicism, and seemed serious in his tone.

Shen Bie sneered, and protected his younger brother behind his back: "You have nothing to talk about with my younger brother, please go back."

Wen Ran glanced at him angrily, and the bruises on his flesh began to ache again: "You'd better stop meddling in your own business! Did you see the people behind me? They are all professional boxers who have retired from the army! I forced me to take revenge last time !"

There are at least a dozen people behind him, all of them are tall and their tendons are about to tear through their T-shirts.

Shen Bie raised his brows nonchalantly: "Oh, amazing, but unfortunately I didn't come here by myself."

As soon as the words were spoken, the elevator opened again, and a large group of men in black suits and black sunglasses hula-la walked into the corridor, their postures were extremely orderly and uniform, and they stood behind Shen Bie with their hands behind their backs. There was a mixed race of people, tall and strong, full of oppression.

A relatively thin man said politely to Shen Bie: "Boss, everyone is here."

He is Xiao Liu, brother's secretary, and Shen Ci recognized him.

Shen Ci was horrified, thinking when did my elder brother have a person who was a black-dao prince? !

Wen Ran was obviously also taken aback, Shen Bie explained friendlyly: "The person Mr. Lu Xiao lent me was a mercenary. I think it should be no problem for one to beat you ten?"

Shen Ci was horrified again, thinking that it was not his brother, but Lu Xiao who suddenly had the persona of the Godfather of Hei-Tao...

"I don't care what farts you have, I will fuck you!" Wen Ran stopped talking nonsense and said ruthlessly.

Immediately, the thugs on both sides rushed out, the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh and the creaking of bones, accompanied by the rapid stomping of leather shoes and dense sounds.

Shen Bie immediately pushed away his younger brother and others, staring at Wen Ran to capture the king.

Trembling, Shen Ci pulled Lu An to stand in the corner, looking at the two groups of hands wrestling in front of him, feeling panicked to death.

This wasn't a dance fight, it was a fist fight, and Shen Ci urgently decided whether to call 110.

No, this is country H, 110 for fuck's sake!

He quickly took out his mobile phone to check the alarm number, but just after finding out, he looked up and saw that the battle was over...

The people Wen Ran brought were really not enough to watch, and soon they were pinned to the ground by the well-trained men in black, and even Wen Ran was restrained by Shen Bie.

Shen Bie pressed his knees against his back hard, clamped his wrists firmly, making Wen Ran unable to move.

Wen Qi's eyes were red, and he opened his mouth and roared: "Hurry up and help! I paid you to eat shit?!"

Shen Bie was surprised and said, "Oh? Well, let's help out as hard as we can."

Wen Ran frowned, not understanding what Shen Bie was talking about.

Shen Bie raised his chin and smiled: "Xiao Liu, quickly take the guests to eat shit, they can't wait."

The thugs & Wen Ran:? ? ?

The unsmiling Xiao Liu is extremely dedicated: "Good boss!"

The black suit brought by Shen Bie immediately started to move, quickly restrained all the thugs who were struggling frantically, and took them to the public toilet on the floor.

Shen Ci was dumbfounded, and tugged Brother Zhang's arm: "Mom, is it so heavy?"

Brother Zhang was obviously also disgusted, but he still smiled calmly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just satisfying Young Master Wen's demands, this is doing a good deed."

Shen Ci: "..."

The corridor was suddenly empty, and the originally ferocious warmth, at this moment, is like a rabbit that has fallen into a wolf's den.

Wen Ran broke out in a cold sweat, stammering and bluffing: "Fuck, fuck...don't let me go out if you have the ability, or let my father kill you..."

The dead duck has a hard mouth... suddenly felt a little cute.

Shen Ci broke the silence with a "puchi" laugh, and quickly covered his mouth, pretending nothing happened.

Wen Ran could hear clearly, and suddenly became angry, and worried about Shen Farewell who could slap him in the mouth at any time, so he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"I just want to come and have a good talk! As a result, you guys fight when you come up, and talk about shit!"

Shen Bie's expression was casual, the tip of his tongue licked his palate boredly: "Negotiation, why bring so many people?"

Wen Ran choked: "...I feel safe! Can't I!"

Shen Bie rolled his eyes: "Women are chirping, how dare you come here like this?"

Wen Ran scolded angrily: "Fuck! You were raised by the same parents, why is the little beauty so cute, you look like you grew up on gunpowder!"

Shen Bie chuckled: "Call my brother 'little beauty' again, and I will make you unable to find a beauty in your life."

Wen Ran's face turned pale immediately, and he said stubbornly, "Never mind your business! I'm here to reconnect with him, okay?"

"Continuing the frontier..." The corner of Shen Bie's mouth twitched into a mocking smile: "Young Master Wen, do you want to continue this?"

Regardless of Wen Ran's distorted face in pain, he turned his wrist slightly, and lightly brushed his fingertips across his palm.

Mo Sheng, who was far away from the crowd, narrowed his eyes, remained calm, and locked his gaze on Shen Bie's hand.

He saw Shen Bie's fingers, slowly drawing a heart in an ambiguous manner.

Everyone in the room didn't understand why, but Wen Ran's face suddenly turned pale. He shook his lips and stared at Shen Bie in disbelief: "You...how did you know! Shen Ci told you?"

He immediately turned his head to look at Shen Ci, but found that the other party's face was covered, obviously ignorant.

Shen Bie laughed cruelly: "Because in college, I was the one who played friends with you, my brother didn't know you at all."

"I wanted to help him block the harassment. Anyway, my younger brother pretended not to know you when he saw you. I didn't expect you to make an inch of it. After so many years, you came to the door again?"

"Then I'm not going to be polite. I'll beat your itchy skin to pieces?"

"What..." Before Wen Ran could react, his voice froze.

Wen Ran looked at the bewildered Shen Ci in astonishment, and everything made sense in an instant—why we only met at night when we were dating in college, why "Shen Ci" was about the same height as him, and why there was no time for further communication. The other party will choose to escape...

Wen Ran struggled to look at Shen Ci, and then at Shen Bie, despair gradually grew in his heart.

"My mother..." He couldn't hold back his curse, but he didn't know who to scold, the tip of his nose began to turn red.

Shen stopped laughing: "Okay, isn't it interesting to see neither of us now?"

Wen Ran wanted to scold him for farting, but when he saw Shen Ci after knowing the truth, the fire in his heart was indeed extinguished.

He lowered his head in frustration, and said in a muffled voice, "Release."

Shen Bie actually let go, walked to protect his younger brother, raised his chin arrogantly and stared at Wen Ran.

Shen Bie: "Are you still pestering him? My fists are a little itchy."

Wen Ran didn't say a word, just turned around and left, looking at the back with a bit of dismay.

Everyone was a little stunned, and Shen Bie smacked his lips regretfully: "It's so boring, isn't it? I want to scold him again."

The troublemaker left, Shen Bie called Xiao Liu and asked him to release everyone.

As soon as he hung up the phone, a certain little sticky cake came over and hugged Shen Bie's arm: "Brother, why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Why did you say that?" Shen Bie glanced at him sideways: "Who would have thought that he would find you again? His ghost is still there."

Shen Ci raised his face, his deer eyes sparkled with gossip: "Then brother, did you... have feelings for him back then?"

For a while, all the sounds in the room fell silent. Everyone seemed to be busy, but in fact they all pricked up their ears, especially the subordinates brought by Shen Bie.

The whole group is very concerned about the marriage and love situation of the young master, and looks forward to someone who will deal with his violent temper soon.

But as soon as Shen Bie was lucky, he would strangle himself to death. Everyone was anxious to death, but no one dared to touch the tiger's whiskers to urge him.

Only Shen Ci could ask questions without any scruples.

"Brother, if you don't want to say..." Seeing that Shen Bie hadn't spoken for a long time, Shen Ci quickly added: "Just write me a separate note!"

Shen Bie pinched his cheek: "You little brat, what a ghost!"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Shen Ci almost pinched tears.

"Actually, there's nothing to hide. It's all over." Shen Bie rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "It's a little bit, if he closes that stinky mouth, it's almost my favorite appearance. Otherwise, I can't think about it." Come up with that kind of bad idea? It has already disgusted that evil pen to death."

"As a result, I pretended to be you and got in touch with you for a few weeks, and found out that you really can't look like a person... The wretchedness of that thing, I was afraid that you would not be able to resist it, so I just ran away."

"I was young at the time. Now that I think about it, I'm so stupid. No matter how powerful the Wen family is, wouldn't it be enough to cover him with a sack and beat him up? Then there will be no such disgusting things now."

Shen Ci thought to himself that luckily Shen Bie turned his head around, otherwise if he really got along with Wen Ran...

He doesn't care, the key is Lu Xiao, he must be called Wen Ran's "sister-in-law".

Shen Ci shook his goosebumps, it was scary just thinking about it.

"It's all your brother's black history, don't mention it, it's disgusting." Shen Bie stroked his brother's soft hair, suddenly remembered something, looked around: "Eh? Where's Dr. Mo? I still have injuries, etc. Let's deal with it."

Yu Yang said tremblingly: "I think his face is not very good, he has been out for a while."

"Going out?" Shen Bie frowned, hurriedly told Shen Ci to take a good rest, turned and left.

Shen Ci said "oh" in a daze.

"That's not right..." Brother Zhang clicked his tongue and crossed his arms: "Ci Baoer, do you feel that Dr. Mo's eyes are not right when he looks at your brother? Their relationship..."

"Ok?"

Shen Ci's eyes lit up, and he realized that things were not simple.