Chapter 538

The film and television city on the outskirts of Long'an, originally a small town, was planned to be a film and television shooting base ten years ago, and now it has a small scale.

On the evening of September 17, several special actors celebrated the completion of the new play in a farmhouse. There were more than ten dishes on the table, which were cheap and beautiful. Everyone was drinking wine, discussing the interesting things in the shooting process and the lace news in the group.

"I heard that the director has signed the next play."

"Is it? Look at that girl No. 2's acting skills. Have you dived yet? "

"Think about it with your toes! I see, with the speed of this woman's going to bed, she will definitely be a star in three years. "

"Ha ha, you want to be a director. Do you have that condition?"

After three rounds of drinking, the topic gradually revealed a sour taste. The special actors are only senior dragon suits. Although their income can be comparable to that of ordinary office workers and their time is free, they are always unbalanced when they think of the millions of people in the same industry every month and the infinite scenery.

When everyone came here with his luggage, he or she had the dream of becoming Wang Baoqiang, but after being polished by the reality over and over again, it became the creed of most people to muddle along.

"Sorry, we're late!"

Two men came in and bowed to the people in poor Chinese.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little out of place. Someone whispered, "how did you get these two goods?" "Who asked me? I can't see it!" "Let the Japanese go back."

Two Japanese actors, Shinji Tanaka and Akira Fujiwara, didn't notice the subtle changes in the air. They greeted their colleagues with a smile and sat down. Shinji Tanaka poured himself wine. "According to the Chinese custom, I'll punish myself first."

"Wait, wait, change to a big one!" Mr. Wang, the biggest special actor in his generation, said that a large glass of Erguotou was handed to the Japanese immediately, and there was a roar of laughter ready to see the foreign look.

Tian Murakami hesitated for a moment at the wine that was about to overflow. He dried the second half of the cup and frowned. He quickly handed the remaining half of the cup to Fujiwara. Fujiwara smiled and said: "autumn makes the horse bag, sakconi, waiyi."

"Fujiharasan, cool come to China's kisao Grottoes!"

"Tooth failure!"

"In a ki."

Two people pushed for a long time, Fujiwara or swallowed the wine, full of laughter, someone said: "don't talk about birds, talk about people."

"Fujiharasan said he would not drink, only this one." True second way of Tiancun.

"Fujiha, you can't learn this Chinese language well. You should learn it with Tamura." Old king's way.

Another special actor said: "Fu jiha, do you remember the words we taught you?"

Fujiwara thought, Parrot said: "I am a Japanese ghost!"

There was another burst of laughter. Lao Wang put the cup on the table. "Little Japan, do you know why we drink together today?"

"The crew is killing drips of oil." Tian Murakami replied that the hostility on the table made him a little uncomfortable.

"You are wrong, because tomorrow is an important day in China. Have you heard of 918, 918?"

When the Japanese asked each other, they came to the conclusion that "918 is a festival for the Chinese to defeat the Japanese. The Anti Japanese war is at a high level and the world peace is at a high level." He raised his fist and smiled, trying to show his position.

When they were special actors in China, they had learned to do as the Romans do.

"You are wrong. 918 is China's national humiliation day. In that year, you Japanese devils broke into China and created the Lugouqiao Incident and occupied Beijing. Didn't you mention this paragraph in your history textbooks?"

"Search for death!" Fujiwara nodded.

"What do you say? Has this paragraph been mentioned in your textbook?"

They were embarrassed, and the others were even more enthusiastic. "I despise the Japanese most. The whole world knows that they will not admit it if they invade China."

"It's said that Nanjing massacre never happened. It's shameless to get home."

"You know, these two little Japanese, the crew gave them an episode of 3000 yuan."

This words immediately like oil pouring on the fire, suddenly ignited the atmosphere, as special actors, they only set a thousand yuan on average, some people beat the table angrily, "why, do you make differential treatment? How can these two little Japanese earn three times of us if they want to act without acting and look without appearance! "

"Why don't you go back to being AV male, not earning more, but also playing female for free?"

"Yes, go back to Japan, don't make Chinese money, shame you!"

The two look at each other awkwardly. Fujiwara, who is not good at Chinese, also senses the hostility. He jabs at Tiancun and urges him to leave.

Lao Wang took a sip of wine, put down his glass slowly and said, "I'm just to say that they came to China a long way and were killed by Chinese people. It's OK for the crew to give more red envelopes."

"Ah, Lao Wang, how can you speak to the Japanese?"

"Is your mother-in-law Japanese?"

"Go away!" "I haven't finished what I said," Lao Wang shouted He had already tasted wine, pointed to the pale faces of two Japanese people and said, "but you should remember that if China had not defeated you then, you would not have earned this money now. You are not afraid of digging wells in draught. You are more grateful to those anti Japanese heroes than we are!"

"Yes, they should thank the dead Anti Japanese heroes!"

"Thank you! Kowtow! "

A table of people quarreled, Tian Cun stood up and bowed in a cold sweat. "We came to China to make movies. We are grateful to China. China is more and more rich and powerful. We have made many excellent films and TV works, which has brought many international friends work opportunities. We are very grateful!"

"What nonsense do you say? Thank you!" One person taps the table.

"Every Japanese has to thank China. If you don't thank today, you can't leave!"

Fujiwara also stood up with anger on his face. An actor next to him stood up and poured wine on his face. "What's wrong, little Japan? It's not good!"

"You The cloth is called cool death hugs the trousers head wow, the oil leaks to kill Masson! " Fujiwara shouted, and creaked a lot.

Tiancun advised him, "fujiharasang, youwuna..."

Fujiwara waved his hand, and half of the wine he had just drunk was on top. The more he said, the more excited he was, the more he broke a bowl.

"What birds are you talking about! Speak! " The special contractors are indomitable.

"A ki Matthew!" Tiancun frowned and advised that he regretted coming to the appointment today.

A man stood up and blocked the door of the room. Fujiwara shouted, "let me out!" A slap fell on his face, the other Party pointed at his nose, and his eyes were gloomy. "I killed you in the play, and you don't want to drag me outside. If you don't thank me today, you can't walk out of this door!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and every Chinese face was filled with national pride. Lao Wang patted his companion's hand and said, "when little Japan bullied us, now China is rich and strong, it's our turn to bully them, ha ha!"