After being possessed by a boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 11

In the chaos, Uzaki covered his face and screamed and fell to the ground, his vocal cords seemed to be torn, "Ahhhhhh! My face—!"

Because the punch was too big, a strand of hair fell on Yun Zi'an's forehead. He blew it, shook his wrist, and looked at him like an ant, "Noisy."

"Yun Zi'an—!" Uzaki covered his cheeks, screaming endlessly, being helped to his feet in a hurry, so angry that his anger almost burst out from every pore, "Call the police! I want to call the police—!"

"Ying Xiaofeng." Yun Zi'an lighted a cigarette indifferently and put it on his mouth, and called Ying Xiaofeng who was behind him, "You call the police."

"Okay!" Ying Xiaofeng immediately agreed. What he likes to do most is follow Yun Zi'an to bully the weak. He took out a recording pen from his briefcase, "I have prepared the transcripts for the police uncle." .”

As soon as he pressed the button on the recorder, he heard Uzaki's voice clearly accompanied by a weak electric current, "Oh, you have to be mentally prepared for the [-]th line. Don't think that with a coquettish and cheap... His face can play any role..."

Ying Xiaofeng looked at the livid face of the other party, couldn't hold back his smirk, and said in a bitch, "Oh, I'm so law-abiding, I must report the truth to the police uncle, just tell the police uncle If it’s not enough, we have to call a few media reporters to observe, so that we can return our star Yuda’s innocence.”

Yu Qi's cheekbones were swollen and bruised, and he never expected that the eighteen lines in his eyes would be so rogue and immoral, he was so angry that he almost bit his teeth, pointed at Yun Zi'an and almost had a heart attack, "You—— !"

With one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other hand, Yun Zi'an walked forward as if strolling in the garden, and deliberately exhaled the smoke on Yu Qi's face, relying on his height of 1.8 meters three, looking down at him Seeing the collapsed eyes, the eyes were often closed lazily and now they are fully opened, with an indelible cold light shining in the depths of the eyes, "Huh? Dissatisfied?"

This is like putting a knife in Yu Qi's heart. What he hates the most is that he is not as good-looking as Yun Zi'an, let alone as tall as him.

Even wearing a height increase of seven or eight centimeters, he still can't catch up with Yun Zi'an.

Uzaki was forced back two steps by his aura, so angry that he couldn't vent, he slapped the female assistant beside him on the face, "Useless stuff!"

"Get out!" He walked forward angrily, almost like a potato mine that was about to explode, "Hurry up—!"

Yun Zi'an raised his hands, watched them leave in front of him, closed his eyes lazily, stubbed out the cigarette butts, and yawned while twisting the back of his neck.

"Sweet!" Ying Xiaofeng arrogantly raised his middle finger at Yu Qi's back, watched them disappear, turned around and almost patted Yun Zi'an on the back happily, "It's so fucking cool——!"

Yun Zian's skeleton was almost scattered by him, and he frowned, "Take it easy."

"Wrong, wrong." Ying Xiaofeng rubbed him with an apologetic smile, "Ancestor, you are the most fucking awesome."

"Tired." Yun Zian really didn't have a good rest last night, and yawned several times after a while, "Go home."

"It's easy to talk." Ying Xiaofeng smiled and was about to leave when he heard a smoky voice calling loudly in the corner of the lobby, "What? You're not coming? Zhou Jingjing, we clearly discussed it at the dinner table Alright, why do you go back on your word in the end?"

Ying Xiaofeng, the manager, heard these words, eager to try like a fly smelling, and tugged at Yun Zian, "Ancestor, wait..."

"Huh?" Yun Zian turned around and looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Ying Xiaofeng bared his teeth in joy, and waved his mouth to show him, "Look, I'll negotiate a business with you."

Yun Zian stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching Ying Xiaofeng trot all the way to the smokey man with a Chinese face, shook hands, lit a cigarette, exchanged a few words, and pointed at himself.

In just ten minutes, Ying Xiaofeng came over wagging his tail like a flower blooming, "He is a casting director! There is also a crew in this place who is auditioning! I recommend it to you!"

Yun Zi'an almost smelled of dog legs on his body, and took two steps back, "Please forgive me, the acting in bad movies is not enough..."

"It's serious this time!" Ying Xiaofeng was dissatisfied with his lack of progress, and pushed him over there, "You have to try everything you say!"

The life of the two of them is so difficult. Once upon a time, Yun Zian didn't have any acting, and his idle time almost grew mushrooms. It was all thanks to Ying Xiaofeng who set up the stage so quickly that he got a little bit of fame, and only after that did he get passers-by The photo thing.

Yun Zi'an's attitude was very lazy and casual, and the production crew was probably really short of people, they had neither one nor the other, so they brought him directly in front of the chief director.

The chief director hadn't seen a serious actor for several days, two big pustules burned at the corners of his mouth in a hurry, he shook hands with Yun Zian again, and patted his shoulder again, it was warm for a while before he wiped the puff on his forehead Khan, faltering to explain the situation, "This...our scene...maybe the conditions are a bit harsh and the shooting is a bit more difficult, but! But our script is quite brilliant! The filming team is also top-notch in China! We... ..."

After going around in a big circle like this, they will understand everything when they really look at the script.

This is a war movie about international rescue.

The filming locations are all small desert countries, the kind where there are no airports...

No wonder there isn't even a single audition...

Ying Xiaofeng was a little dumbfounded immediately, anxious to get angry and wanted to repent, and gave Yun Zian winks frequently, telling him to follow him.

The clinker Yun Zi'an actually kept looking at the script, devoting all his attention to it, and didn't look at him at all.

The black and white words in front of him have already built a broken wall in his mind. Amid the whistling of bullets, a group of special forces wearing "CYO" epaulets are covered in blood and dust, screaming and fighting forward. It was dry and almost hit his face, making his fingers suddenly clenched the script.

The smell of gunpowder...

Rong Xiao's... taste...

The chief director has been spying on Yun Zian's expression, and seeing that there is a play, he immediately rubbed his hands and stepped forward, "Our audition is also very simple..."

Yun Zian looked up at the table in front of him, on which was a model of Browning's firearm components. .

The chief director pointed to the model, "As long as you learn how to assemble it..."

Clinker Yun Zi'an laughed, and slapped the script on the chief director's chest, "Time."

Under the eyes of everyone, he stood in front of the table, stroking the cold steel components in front of him like a lover, and then picked up one and held it in his hand.

Then Yun Zian closed his eyes and said, "Start."

This posture made the chief director and the casting director look at each other with shock written in each other's eyes. Their requirement is only that the actors be familiar with firearms. A talent-level operation like assembling guns? ? ?

Before they even came to their senses, a formed pistol had already appeared in Yun Zian's hands. In the next second, his eyes were completely opened, and the black muzzle of the gun was raised towards the chief director——

The chief director was frightened out of his wits, his heart stopped completely, he raised his hands high, and the stopwatch in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, just in time to hit the stop button.

With a ding, the timer ends.

Ying Xiaofeng rushed forward and pressed down the gun in his hand, his face changed drastically, "Ancestor! You are crazy!"

"Crack." Yun Zi'an laughed mischievously, and blew on the non-existing gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, "Huh—"

The casting director picked up the stopwatch on the floor in shock, and after seeing the time clearly, he stuttered to the point that he couldn't speak, "...No, it's less than 1 minute."

The chief director seemed to have met a predestined muse. At this moment, he was completely crazy because of Yun Zi'an. Ask, "Why would you assemble a gun?"

He has also heard of Yun Zian's name a little bit, and all the evaluations of him in the circle are concentrated on one face, either saying that he is arrogant or that he is vulgar, and he is completely a vase role.

Yun Zi'an tilted his head and smiled, "This..."

He will not tell anyone that in the bedside table in the bedroom where he lived since he was a child, there is locked a Browning that Rong Xiao used in training when he was young. All worn down to fade.