The next morning, the crew started work. Song Yu was late as usual. When he looked up and saw Li Zhao smiling brightly at him, his mood suddenly became bad. Laugh, laugh, what's so funny?
The assistant following behind him was startled by the bright smile and asked Song Yu in a low voice: "Brother Song, does he want to borrow money from us?"
Or maybe it’s because Brother Song delivers midnight snacks to people every day and makes them stupid?
"Brother Song, good morning." Li Zhao greeted Song Yu warmly, then attentively handed him a bottle of mineral water provided by the crew, and did not forget to help him unscrew the bottle cap.
Looking at the mineral water handed to him, Song Yu raised his chin and said coldly: "No, I only drink imported water."
Hearing this, Li Zhao quickly put away the bottle of water that cost less than two yuan: "Song brother has good taste."
And very rich!
He clearly wanted to humiliate the other person for being poor, but in the end, not only did the other person not feel humiliated at all, but he also showed him a look of admiration and respect. Song Yu felt like he was punching cotton and felt so frustrated that he almost rolled his eyes to the sky: "Haha."
Calm down, Song Yu, you must calm down. Soon you will be a popular male artist, so don't bother with this poor country bumpkin.
Thinking of this, he turned around and walked away. After he took several steps, he heard Li Zhao's happy voice: "Brother Song, take care."
Hearing Li Zhao's cheerful tone, Song Yu's assistant couldn't help but look back at Li Zhao a few more times. Those eyes with obvious smile touched his conscience in a rare way.
He was laughing so happily that he didn't even know Brother Song had been teasing him. Isn't that stupid?
In a corner of the crew, Director Liu was looking at the monitor and was quite satisfied with Li Zhao's performance: "Although Li Zhao is not a professional actor, the character he played is very spiritual."
Li Zhao was chosen to play the second male lead mainly because he was particularly good-looking and cheap. Among a list of candidate actors, he was the best-looking.
In idol dramas, looks are always important.
If Song Yu had not given up the role of male lead and insisted on playing the male second role, Director Liu felt that the casting for this drama would be more suitable.
"Every team, get ready. We are going to shoot the next scene." Director Liu stood up and coaxed Song Yu and the leading actress to shoot the scene under the sun.
These are all big shots, and he, a small director, cannot afford to offend them.
After finishing the shooting in the afternoon, Li Zhao found an opportunity to tell the crew members that his agent saw that he had no assistant, so he would stay with the crew to take care of his life for the next half month.
The staff didn't think much about it and agreed on the spot. After all, who could have guessed that the male lead of a film crew would bring his own agent to the crew to eat and drink for free?
Thinking that there would be someone eating and drinking for free around him in the next period of time, Li Zhao's smile towards Song Yu became brighter unconsciously. Unfortunately, Song Yu asked for leave from the group that afternoon, so there was no one to feed him at night.
Li Zhao tossed and turned in the hotel, unable to sleep. He took out his mobile phone and opened the food delivery app, but found that the delivery fee at night was two or three times that of the day. He immediately gave up the idea of ordering food delivery.
Li Zhao wanted to order takeout, but he thought the fee for the lunch box was a bit high. But he was also too hungry to order takeout. After struggling for a long time, he simply changed his clothes and went out to find something to eat.
There is a snack street near the hotel, which is very lively on summer nights. Even at three or four in the morning, there are still many young people coming here to drink late beer. Li Zhao bought a portion of fried noodles and some grilled skewers from a small stall that was full of people. He walked back humming a song while carrying the box.
The night wind blew on his face, bringing a bit of coolness. He found a bench next to the pedestrian street, sat down, opened the plastic lunch box and prepared to eat.
The rich aroma of oil whetted his appetite. Before he could put the fried noodles into his mouth after breaking open the disposable chopsticks, he saw a dirty old man holding a broken porcelain bowl standing not far away, staring at the fried noodles in his hand.
He sighed, stood up, put half of the fried noodles into the old man's bowl, and also gave him two skewers. After watching the old man eating the skewers and walking away, Li Zhao started eating.
Half a box of fried rice noodles was not enough to fill the stomach of a twenty-year-old boy. Li Zhao touched his stomach which did not feel full at all, ate the meat on the skewers cleanly, and even licked the cumin powder on it a few more times.
It is said that the older guys will eat the older guys out of money. If he doesn't have a father, he will end up bankrupting himself.
I miss Brother Song every day when he is not around.
I miss the roasted pig's trotters he gave me, the milk tea he gave me, and the various kinds of meat he gave me.
It would have been better if I had bought two more steamed buns. Steamed buns with fried rice noodles are delicious and filling.
Li Zhao stood up and threw the garbage into the trash can, then he sighed deeply and prepared to go back to the hotel to sleep. The crew has been rushing to make progress recently, and in order to accommodate Song Yu's schedule, the next two days will be almost entirely his scenes.
After walking two steps, he couldn't help but look back at the bustling snack street not far away. He really wanted to go back and have a bowl of delicious beef noodles. Unfortunately, his poor wallet does not allow him to have the freedom to have midnight snacks.
The street lights stretched Li Zhao's shadow into a long, lonely black shadow, which extended all the way to the black car parked on the street.
The shadow shook and followed its master slowly forward.
The window of the black car slowly rolled down, and after the black shadow completely disappeared around the corner, the window rose up again.
"Sir, you haven't eaten for more than ten hours..."
"Hmm?" The man in the back seat of the car sat in a shadow, with only one white hand exposed under the dim light of the street lamp. But soon, the hand also returned to the darkness.
The car was quiet again.
Two days later, Li Zhao's agent Zhang Xiaoyuan came to the crew dragging a huge suitcase. He started working as Li Zhao's assistant. He was quick with his hands and feet and had a sweet mouth. Whenever someone in the crew shared snacks, he would always get one for Li Zhao.
On the day when Song Yu's vacation ended, the staff became a little depressed. It was really difficult to live a life where you had to keep smiling even though you hated each other.
So when Song Yu stepped into the crew, the first person to greet him warmly was Li Zhao.
"Brother Song is back. Thank you for your hard work." Li Zhao trotted over to bring a stool to Song Yu. Zhang Xiaoyuan followed him and moved a few plastic stools, asking Song Yu's assistant to sit down.
"Li Zhao, this is the endorsement product that the manufacturer gave me when I was shooting a commercial these two days." Song Yu asked his assistant to stuff a whole box of chocolates into Li Zhao's hand: "Take it back and eat it slowly. If it's not enough, I have more here." Thinking that he had already started endorsing commercials while Li Zhao was still unknown, Song Yu felt a little complacent.
He just couldn't believe that so much high-calorie chocolate couldn't make Li Zhao fat?
"Thank you, Brother Song, you are such a good person." Li Zhao took the box of chocolates with both hands and looked into Song Yu's eyes, as if there were stars shining.
Faced with such a look, Song Yu felt a little guilty. He turned his head away from Li Zhao's sight, snorted with an ambiguous tone, closed his eyes and ignored Li Zhao.
Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced at the chocolate in Li Zhao's hand and opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the smile on Li Zhao's face, he fell silent again.
He was the one who brought Li Zhao up, so no one knew better than him how much Li Zhao was afraid of hunger.
As the days passed, the filming of the crew was nearing completion, and Li Zhao also celebrated his twentieth birthday. The crew was busy and chaotic, and no one remembered his birthday.
After finishing the filming in the evening, Zhang Xiaoyuan dragged Li Zhao out to eat clay pot rice noodles.
"Zhao, I'm sorry. I promised to bring you out to live a good life, but I didn't expect the company to go bankrupt." Zhang Xiaoyuan put a palm-sized cake box on the table, then pushed it in front of Li Zhao, opened the box, and solemnly poked a few candles on it and lit them: "Happy twentieth birthday to you."
"Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan." Li Zhao scratched his head and smiled: "Brother Xiaoyuan, what are you talking about? If you hadn't brought me out, my life would definitely be worse than it is now."
Zhang Xiaoyuan smiled bitterly: "Come on, make a wish before blowing out the candles."
Li Zhao thought about it seriously, clasped his hands together, and made a wish silently.
I hope Brother Xiaoyuan will not lose his job, and I hope I can eat more delicious food in the future.
Zhang Xiaoyuan only ate a small piece of the palm-sized cake, and the rest went into Li Zhao's stomach. When the two came out of the Shaoguo Rice Noodle Shop, they saw many beautiful flower baskets at the door of a high-end restaurant next door. The flower baskets were tied with many balloons that children liked, and each balloon had a message "Happy tenth birthday to little Wang Qiang" written on it.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but turn his head and look at Li Zhao beside him.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, Brother Xiaoyuan!" Li Zhao pointed to a place not far away and said, "Someone is selling Little Chef balloons there." After saying that, he trotted over.
Zhang Xiaoyuan followed and heard Li Zhao bargaining with the vendor. A minute later, the balloon that was priced at fifteen yuan was bought by Li Zhao for ten yuan.
"I think this is a good sign." Li Zhao tied the balloon to his wrist seriously: "This indicates that I will be able to eat countless delicious foods in the future."
When he was a child, there was only one TV in the whole yard. The cartoon he and other friends liked to watch the most was "The Cooking Master Boy". Everyone drooled over the delicious food in the cartoon and made a great dream to eat the delicious food in the cartoon when they grew up.
Therefore, if you want to realize this dream, you need to make more money.
"You make sense." Zhang Xiaoyuan patted Li Zhao on the shoulder: "When you become famous, the future will come true." He looked up at the balloons that were uneven in color and obviously a low-quality product, and a glimmer of hope for the future ignited in his heart.
What if it comes true?
That evening, a roadside surveillance video was released on the Weibo account of an official media outlet.
In the video, a young man shared half of his food with a homeless old man. After distributing the food, the young man sat back in his chair and ate with big mouthfuls, looking very hungry.
The official media released this video originally just to promote the kindness of human nature, but unexpectedly it attracted a lot of reposts and discussions from netizens.
Chuntian Xiaohua: The video is not high definition, so I can’t see the boy’s appearance clearly, but my intuition tells me that he is a handsome boy.
Xiong Cancan: Looking at the young man sitting alone on the chair eating, I felt a little distressed for some reason. He looks very young.
Can I not work overtime today: Am I the only one who noticed that the guy licked the barbecue skewer? I have the urge to buy him food.
40-meter-long sword: After watching this video, I stood up, picked up my picky eater brother at the table, and beat him up...
The author has something to say: Birthday Wish God: Okay, I agree.
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