Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Song Shuer obediently returned to the car and waited, but he was in a good mood...

I was thinking, why did Mu Han suddenly become so fierce and terrible?

Is she not cute anymore?

A moment ago, Song Cu'er could feel that Mu Han still liked her, at least he didn't hate it...

But now why suddenly, just...If you don't obey, you will really kill her.

Thinking about it, Song Shu'er, click, click, tears fell...

She couldn't imagine that once Mu Han's assassin's specialty temperament broke out, it would be this kind of actual killing intent.

...

"You...you...you...you...you...okay, just five of you."

Just when the group leader was choosing people, Mu Han rushed over.

The group head was about to lead people away.

"Wait a moment."

Mu Han's exit was blocked.

At this moment, Mu Han put away all his temperament and wore that ordinary sportswear again.

"What are you doing?"

The group head is arrogant and arrogant.

In the crew, a small group leader is a trivial existence, but when faced with these group performances, they have become accustomed to this kind of superiority and the sense of superiority in controlling the jobs of others.

"Count me." Mu Han said.

"You can rely on..."

The crowd opened their mouths, just about to say, why are you riding a horse?

The words stopped abruptly before they were finished.

I saw Mu Han spread 300 yuan in his hands, and said lightly: "I'll give money..."

"Oh…"

The corner of the group's mouth was twitched, and his expression became strange.

f*ck, what's the situation?

It only cost 150 yuan for a dead corpse a day, and now this one actually took 300 yuan to fight for this dead corpse?

Has this head got water?

It's just that the group head was just surprised. For a second or two, he suddenly smiled: "Okay, you come... you come..."

He was able to get 300 yuan by accident. If he has money, he doesn't make a bastard, regardless of whether his head is flooded or not.

The surrounding group... group acting, this time the corners of their mouths twitched even more.

f*ck.

What kind of situation is this? It's all group performances. Isn't it all for the sake of mixing a bowl of rice? Can you take a job? It can cost 150 yuan a day.

But now, this man, with 300 yuan, sells 150 yuan, and has to suffer and suffer, and do corpses for one day. What kind of operation is this?

can not read.

They really can't understand.

Is there any such thing happening this year?

The group performer who was overwhelmed by Mu Han looked at Mu Han with a wry smile: "Brother, there is no such thing as a job grabber like you..."

"yours."

Mu Han received another 200 yuan and threw it to him: "Make up for your loss."

"what?"

The group performer was dumbfounded by the top down.

The group heads watched this scene, and the corners of their mouths twitched again.

f*ck, so rich, why fight to play a dead body?

He twisted his arm.

f*ck, it hurts.

It's not a dream either.

Mu Han followed the group head and left.

Leaving a group... the group performance is messy in the wind...

"F*ck, what the hell is going on, can anyone explain?"

"Emmmm... I think it is a rich man who comes to experience life in idleness and boredom..."

"Yeah, it makes sense, it makes sense..."

After taking Mu Han's 200 yuan for the group performance that was replaced, looking at the 200 yuan in this hand, he looked happy.

Stepping on a horse, you don’t have to suffer and get tired to earn an extra 50 yuan, which is great!

...

Inside the crew.

It is a costume play.

Mu Han and the others played in groups, as soldiers, and after a charge, they lay down...

Put on the clothes of ancient soldiers.

Waited for about half an hour.

The movie started filming.

Mu Han mixed in, unremarkable, together with other group performances, rushing, killing...

Ding Ding Dang was fighting for a while, lying on the ground loading corpses...

"The system clocks in."

Lying on the ground, Mu Han clocked in silently in his mind.

This is also his purpose.

I'm not busy, let's change a reward for punching in.

"Successfully punch in, get rewards for the mastery of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

Specialization in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting: piano art +9999, chess skill +9999, calligraphy +9999, painting skill +9999.

"Oh…"

The corner of Mu Han's mouth twitched.

It was a little unexpected.

This time, he was rewarded with a specialization in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In vain, he suffered and suffered and played a dead body.

Is this reward a bit tasteless?

But okay!

System rewards are inherently random, better than nothing.

soon.

The director is already shouting: "Take a break for 10 minutes, then another..."

Mu Han was so familiar with this situation, he didn't know how many shots he had to take for a shot.

Mu Han got up, went to the changing room to change clothes, turned and left...

but.

Stopped by the crowd.

"What are you going to do?"

The group head's tone was quite polite, he recognized Mu Han and gave him 300 yuan before.

otherwise.

If someone else is suspected of fleeing, it is definitely a curse.

No way, Xiaoqunyan is the ants living at the bottom.

"It's a little uncomfortable." Mu Han said, "Go find another one..."

While talking, another 500 yuan was thrown to the group leader.

"Oh... it's uncomfortable, then go and rest quickly..."

The group performance immediately changed a face and laughed.

Mu Han kept walking away.

The group head put away 500 yuan and went out to find someone again.

"Play a dead body, come one..."

When the group head shouted again to recruit people, they noticed Mu Han who was leaving...

The group head was paying attention to Mu Han unconsciously.

soon.

Seeing Mu Han, he opened the door and got on a Mercedes-Benz G! !

"hiss!"

The group head just took a breath.

I TM, what's the situation?

Driving more than 5 million Mercedes-Benz Big G, what kind of big man is this, come here to do this?

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