Actors have no vacation

Chapter 1 I am a good citizen
[The China Dream Team exerts the spirit of the national football team and wins the World Cup again]

[England national team goalkeeper confirmed to enter the Chinese League]

[The 103rd Huaxia High School Football National Competition will open at the 10-person stadium in Shanghai]

[Yesterday, there was an accidental fight in the under-14 league in Beijing, five people were injured, the Football Association said: it will not be tolerated]

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Looking at the Sports Daily with outdated information in his hand, Guan Chen frowned and sighed:

"It really made me live in a dream."

At first, when he first came to this world, Guan Chen didn't quite believe in transmigration. He always had a bit of luck in his heart, thinking that either someone was setting up a bureau against him and trying to get some information, or something was wrong with his own mind. , everything in front of you is an imaginary.

It was not until he saw the information about China Football more than once that he finally confirmed the fact of crossing.

Because if this was part of a human plan, the flaws would be too obvious; even if his own brain was mad, he would not dare to imagine such absurdity.

The costumes of the people passing by, the buildings with Chinese characteristics on the roadside, the foreigners who speak fluent Chinese on the street...all prove that this is indeed a world different from the original earth.

Guan Chen has been observing the world for three days.His mood ranged from doubt, to strangeness, to emotion, feeling that this world and the world he lived in in his previous life, even if he were given another three years, would not necessarily be able to compare the differences between the two.

There are so many different.

But three years, five years, etc., Guan Chen still doesn't care about it. The most important problem at the moment is to solve the problem of eating.

There is no difficulty in the world, but I am afraid of being hungry.

Guan Chen touched a few coins in his pocket and looked at the convenience store behind him. He couldn't help but sighed and cursed, "What a fucking poor guy."

It is not himself who is scolding, but the previous user of his body.

The predecessor did not leave much money, so he could only make money by himself.It’s okay to make money. Guan Chen was the best at “making friends” with people in his last life, and he was also the best at “borrowing money” from friends.However, the predecessor did not leave a mobile phone or any interpersonal relationship, and only left him this poor and white body-to call it a shell would be an uplifting, because this body is too weak and cannot be protected by the shell at all. Function - Guan Chen dragged such a body that could not run fast and could not be beaten, and his ability to make money was sealed.

He couldn't do anything wrong, he tried to outsmart it.

For example, when he touched Porcelain, he was seen staggering and staggered, and he came up to take care of him one step ahead of time, asking him if it was okay or not, and if he wanted to go to the hospital; He is too dedicated and refuses to leave without delivering the meal to the buyer. There is no pressure to urge orders at all.

Guan Chen had no choice but to turn into a salesman and become a seller.

"There's still half an hour." The convenience store clerk came out and shouted.

At some point in time, several people were standing beside Guan Chen.They looked at the convenience store calmly, and did not go in, but just waited there.Hearing the reminder from the clerk, they started to queue up one by one.Some of them are aunts from nearby residents, some are scavengers, and even a few foreigners.

Guan Chen realized that it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.After eleven o'clock in the convenience store, some items that have passed the best expiry date will be sold at a discount - this is the information Guan Chen heard yesterday when he saw a lot of people queuing at the door of the convenience store and joined the fun to inquire.

"Gu." Guan Chen felt his stomach slump and felt hungry as if his stomach was burning.

Can't sit anymore.He only ate two buns today, so he had to quickly sell his belongings for money, and then come to line up.It's too late to buy something good.

Guan Chen stood up, folded the old newspaper, and threw it into the big black plastic bag beside him.In the plastic bag, in addition to a few newspapers and magazines that were picked up, were a few books brought from home.

These books are the most valuable "family belongings" left to him by his predecessor.

Given that this body is too weak, some "selling" methods are not easy to implement.Guan Chen didn't understand normal sales tactics, so his performance was not optimistic, and he didn't sell a copy all day.I don't know if there is a problem with the books he sells, or if there is a problem with the people here.

Carrying a plastic bag, Guan Chen, who only moved within a radius of 200 meters from the convenience store, walked and finally found his target.

There is only one person on the other side, and the size is harmless and not threatening.

Guan Chen stood in front of the other party, took out a book, and said:
"This "Shadow Puppetry Meets Animation" has been published for five years, but look at the appearance, it is 17% new. The original price is [-] yuan, and it is sold in second-hand bookstores. Some people buy it for [-] or [-]... Hey, don't rush Go. Do you think I'm here to sell books? Wrong, I'm here to make friends today."

Guan Chen pointed to the convenience store in the distance and said, "Please treat me to a lunch box, and this book will be given to you. Just be a friend."

The "friend" standing opposite Guan Chen was only seven or eight years old, and his immature eyes were full of blankness.Living in socialism and being the successor of socialism, in his seven or eight years of life, he has never heard such "social" words, and he doesn't know what to do.

"My mother is waiting for me in front..." The little boy waited for an opportunity to escape.

But as soon as he stepped out, he was firmly pressed by a large, thin hand on his shoulders.

"Don't like cartoons? It's okay." Guan Chen retracted his hand and took out two more books from the black plastic bag on the ground, "How about this one? "Poetic Body", "Pei Sanjun's Body Structure Drawing Teaching".

The covers of these two books are of a man and a woman, stretching their bodies arbitrarily, with very little cloth.It doesn't look like a serious book.

The child stared at the cover, ignorantly feeling that there was a gap in the door of a new world.

Guan Chen continued to sell: "Don't look at the cover, but the content inside is actually very artistic. If you want to understand the human body well..."

The child gave a strange cry and wanted to run away.

"Want to run?" Guan Chen's eyes widened, already alert.As if he had faced this kind of situation thousands of times, he took a big step up, seized the opportunity, and stretched out his hand to stop the prey.

However, the child was so flexible that he was about to be caught in the next second. The child suddenly made a false move and slipped away from Guan Chen's hand.

If Guan Chen's original skills, this situation is not a problem at all.

But the problem is, this body is not Guan Chen's.

"I'm grass..." Before Guan Chen fell, what he most wanted to scold was not the child, not the ground, not himself, but the former user of his body.

When Guan Chen sat up, the child had already run so far that he couldn't see his shadow.

"Dead otaku, don't leave me some money, and give me such a rubbish body, and now I can't even handle a child!" Guan Chen beat his unsatisfactory legs, and finally grimaced in pain.

After a while, Guan Chen began to sum up his experience like a lion.Surviving in the wild, every calorie counts, and injury is more than worth the loss.Therefore, he believes that the next time he is looking for books to sell, it is necessary to find some old grandmothers and grandfathers who are not easy to handle.

Guan Chen got up, took the plastic bag containing the book, and walked a few steps, and found that his ankle was a little sore, it must have been accidentally twisted just now.

Guan Chen felt it carefully, and the injury was not serious, but it did not prevent him from cursing the waste of his predecessor again, leaving him such a garbage body.

The patrolling police car slowly passed in front of him. Guan Chen, who was resting on the steps beside the road, jumped in his heart, but soon relaxed again.

[I am a good citizen, a good citizen. 】 Guan Chen hypnotized himself.

The police car drove by, but no one came down to arrest him.

Guan Chen was happy.This life was suddenly thrown into a strange country, but it didn't seem to be all bad.

Although his predecessor gave him this garbage body, his identity is at least innocent.In his last life, he had done all the bad things, and he could not sleep peacefully. Every time he saw the lights flashing red and blue, he was full of alertness.

Now watching the police car slowly passing in front of him, Guan Chen felt an unprecedented relaxation.

Look around - ordinary blind roads with intact roads, ordinary pedestrians with Hanfu characteristics, ordinary cars with unrecognizable signs, ordinary or traditional or simplified storefronts, ordinary bus stop signs with unique and beautiful shapes ...Guan Chen has a very leisurely feeling of being on vacation.

This holiday is perfect if you can eat some hot meals.

"It seems that dinner is still a bun." Guan Chen didn't have a mobile phone, so he couldn't see the time.But through the rushing queue at the door of the convenience store, I can guess that the time is approaching eleven o'clock.

He rubbed his stomach and was ready to line up.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded behind him:
"it's him!"

Guan Chen instinctively sensed that this "he" was referring to himself.Therefore, without any hesitation, Guan Chen picked up the plastic bag and ran forward without looking back.

Guan Chen is no stranger to these three words [it is him].In his 30 years of life experience in his previous life, as long as someone shouted these three words, it usually means that there will be a bloody storm next.

As Guan Chen ran, he was annoyed at the shattering of the [Good People's Dream].However, before he took two steps, the ankle he had injured just now became soft and crooked, and his muscles and bones were almost displaced. The pain caused him to stumble and almost fall over.

Guan Chen was speechless.How has the dignified Jingan Evil Tiger ever been reduced to such a level.

Seeing that it was impossible to run away, Guan Chen simply stopped, braking with stillness, responding to changes with staying constant, waiting for work, and waiting for death...

The people behind quickly ran up, two big and one small, a total of three.The younger one stretched out his finger and pointed at Guan Chen: "Just now he was going to rob me of my money."

Suna, it turned out to be the elementary school student who ran away just now, and brought back two adults as backup.

But fortunately, Guan Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as it wasn't the enemy left by the waste's predecessor.

"It's a misunderstanding." Guan Chen raised his head and smiled at the two adults with bad expressions: "I'm a good citizen, how could I have the idea of ​​a kid's wallet."

The other party didn't speak, their eyes were like looking at a beast.

Guan Chen noticed that one of the two adults on the opposite side was filming him with a camera on his back.

Why, you still need to collect my criminal evidence?Guan Chen sneered in his heart, but his hand moved slowly towards the plastic bag and said, "I want to get something now. It's not a dangerous thing. Don't be nervous."

Guan Chen slowly took out a book from the bag and showed the cover of the book to the other party: "I was thinking that the future of domestic animation rests on the shoulders of these teenagers, so I feel that this book "Shadow Play Meets Animation" "It's very suitable for this kid, so I recommend it to him - it's not a strong buy and a strong sell."

The man who didn't carry the camera shook his head and said solemnly, "It's not a matter of buying or selling by force. The kid said you just wanted to sell him two books with naked covers. You are selling pornographic books to minors. , is illegal."

"Selling prostitution to minors... I'm really crazy." Guan Chen clicked his tongue, "Even if it's me, there is a bottom line." He didn't bother to explain the extra words, he just wanted to show the other two books to take a good look at. .

"What do you want to do!"

"Don't move! I've already called the police!"

The two adults thought that Guan Chen was about to die, so they immediately took the child back a few meters and shouted at the same time.

People in this world seem to be more nosy.

Guan Chen gathered his long hair that was in the way of his forehead, and said to the child hiding behind the two adults, "The children here are really living in a good era. When I was a child, my dad beat me to death with a stick. In the past, no one has come to help me."

The two adults were a little silent after listening, and then retreated further.He probably thought he had encountered the kind of trashy scum who was psychologically distorted, took revenge on society, and only dared to abuse the weak in society.

"Di woo hoo--" At this time, the police car patrolling nearby appeared quickly.

Guan Chen deliberately looked at the license plate of the police car and found that it was not the one that passed by just now.This shows that the police force in the neighborhood is very sufficient, and they are not lazy.

The world is too unfriendly to bad people.

Guan Chen was speechless in his heart.Although he did not intend to commit a crime, seeing this, he instinctively felt troubled.Occupational disease.

Watching the red and blue lights approaching, Guan Chen stabilized his mind, took out the books "Poetic Body" and "Painting Teaching of Pei Sanjun's Human Body Structure", and said to the two big and one small people in front of him:

"Look carefully, what's wrong with these two books. I just want the child to develop some artistic temperament, so I'm selling two books to him. Don't go, you just framed me indiscriminately and didn't compensate me for my mental damage. , I will file a lawsuit with you!" Guan Chen recited out loud what others warned him in his previous life, relying on his innocence in this life.Not cool.

"Ah..." The other party carefully read the book and confirmed with the child.

The other guy, who was carrying the camera, was about to put the lens into the plastic bag, trying to confirm whether Guan Chen was stealing and hiding the evidence.

The child said that it was indeed these two books.

The results proved Guan Chen's innocence.It was only then that the two of them knew that they had made an oolong.

When the police got out of the car seriously, the two adults stepped forward to explain the misunderstanding.After the police questioned the child, they found that there was no problem, so they simply took the child and took him home.Guan Chen was very moved when he saw the kindness of the police and wanted to borrow some money from them.

But two adults blocked his way.

"I'm sorry, sorry." They apologized to Guan Chen.

"A misunderstanding, I know you two are also kind." Guan Chen comforted the two and wanted to go around.

The one carrying the camera was relatively young, put down the camera in embarrassment, and grabbed Guan Chen's hand.

Guan Chen drew his hand, but did not take it out.

Another social animal who was in his thirties and surnamed Zhou, was as calm as his early thirties but had a son who was in elementary school and a daughter who was about to be born, so he had to work hard to earn money. He explained to Guan Chen the cause and effect, saying that when they were walking on the road just now, they encountered a child hurriedly running over, thinking that something had happened.They stepped forward to ask, and as soon as they found out, they rushed over with cameras to expose the extrajudicial fanatics.

As soon as they were delayed, the police had already left.Guan Chen had no choice but to take the cigarette, instead of smoking, he pointed to the camera and asked, "What legal program are you from?"

"No." The 30-year-old director surnamed Zhou shook his head and said, "We are doing entertainment variety shows."

"Oh, it's not a legal program." Guan Chen nodded clearly and laughed.

The young videographer even advertised his own program: "Modu Channel, on Friday, at 12:30 in the morning."

"Okay, it's getting late." Guan Chen didn't even have a TV where he lived, so naturally he didn't care about any programs or programs at all.

"It's getting late, I'm really sorry today." Zhou Dao beckoned to the young cameraman, as if he was going to leave.

"Is this gone?"

Director Zhou nodded: "There is still some progress to catch up."

"Don't," Guan Chen smiled and played with his cigarettes, the cool wind blew, his long messy hair spread out like a lion's mane, "I can't buy dinner today because of your delay. just want to go?"

Director Zhou and the young cameraman were both stunned.

The air within a radius of five meters seemed to suddenly sink.

Eleven o'clock has passed, the convenience store has ushered in a brief peak period, and the shelves with discounted food are visibly emptied.

The liveliness in the distance is not overly serious here.

Director Zhou held back a puff of cigarette in his mouth.Guan Chen's body in front of him was frail and seemed fragile, but Director Zhou, who was 1.8 meters tall and strong, looked into Guan Chen's dark eyes and felt danger.

Just when Zhou Dao was thinking about whether to call the patrolman back again, Guan Chen suddenly gave up his momentum, touched his chin, and changed his words: "I know your work unit, if you are unwilling to compensate, I will go to your work unit to make trouble. ."

He felt that if he wanted to be a good person, he might be able to outwit him without leaving a criminal record.

Director Zhou glared at the young photographer who was casually penetrating the bottom, then turned to Guan Chen and said, "I'm sorry for delaying your dinner. Otherwise, what do you want to eat, I'll order takeout now..."

"Don't be so troublesome," Guan Chen waved his hand, bent down and took out three books from the plastic bag, "They are all 70% new, the original price is [-] to [-], and second-hand ones are sold at [-] or [-]... I just If you suffer a little, you can make a friend, and you can pay [-] yuan for a book."

"..." Zhou Dao sighed and chose one of the three "Poetic Body", intending to pay cash.But the change in cash can't make up seventy, only one hundred.

"I came out to hang out, pay attention to integrity, say kill... say seventy is seventy, let's go to the convenience store now and find the money." Guan Chen looked at the unfamiliar pattern on the [-]-yuan bill, and was a little worried that it was a counterfeit bill .

When we arrived at the convenience store, the rice balls and bentos were almost sold out.Guan Chen happily bought some snacks and grilled sausages.After one hundred yuan was broken, he returned 30 yuan to Zhou Dao.

Director Zhou, who had been flipping through "Poetic Body" since entering the convenience store, suddenly asked him, "You used to be an actor?"

Guan Chen was stunned and puzzled: "How do you know?"

Director Zhou turned "Poetic Body" around and said, "It has your performance experience written on it."

Guan Chen looked at the book. The side of the text printed in Song script was full of notes.Some were scribbled, Guan Chen didn't know what was written; some were comments in a stern tone, using a black line to enclose a certain paragraph, with a shocking big cross, and the brushstroke was arrogant and arrogant.

"Can I come to your house tonight?" Director Zhou said.

"What?" Guan Chen raised his head, not knowing when the camera had been turned on by the young cameraman.The camera was looking straight at him at this point.

"Our program is called "Can I go to your house tonight?", we want to visit your house." Director Zhou took out a few hundred-yuan bills and added: "In addition, I can buy a few more copies."

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Note: Guan Chen's Chen, (chen) read the first tone.

"Can I come to your house tonight?" " program, the prototype is taken from a real one called "Can I follow you to your house?" " of the variety show.

(End of this chapter)