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Chapter 2 I know kung fu!

From Wang Bing's surprised look, Zhang Feng understood that the increase in appearance really had an effect.

Putting the camera in his hand up carefully, he didn't dare to shoot Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng doesn't look the strongest in this dormitory, and he doesn't have much kung fu, but Zhang Feng's ruthlessness is unmatched by everyone in this dormitory.

When Wang Bing came here on the first day, he took a video camera and took pictures everywhere, and was warned once by Zhang Feng.

No reaction, still indifferent.

Although most of the dorms are group performers, in private, no one likes to face the camera, especially everyone in the dormitory is basically naked!
What are you taking blind photos of?
Without further ado, Zhang Feng beat him a few times.

In an instant, Wang Bing became more honest.

From then on, as long as Zhang Feng was in the dormitory, he never saw Wang Bing take pictures with the camera.

Wang Baojun, who had been squinting for a while, also woke up in a daze at this time.

After seeing Wang Bing, he grinned with big white teeth.

"It would be great if you come back early, and you can still eat big white steamed buns!" Wang Baofu said with a hint of regret.

"What's so delicious about white steamed buns?" Wang Bing couldn't help laughing.

He didn't care about eating steamed buns. He held the DV camera in his hand and carefully watched the videos inside. These were all taken by himself these days.

Wang Baoqi came over curiously.

He also wants to see this high technology.

He doesn't even have a mobile phone, let alone the video camera in Wang Bing's hand.

Wang Baoqi looked at the footage in the camera and found that these people seemed very familiar to him. He thought about it carefully.

"Hey, aren't these the people at the gate of the Beijing Film Studio?"

Wang Bing glanced at Wang Baojun with some distaste, a country bumpkin knows nothing.In his lens, these people are no longer themselves, but representatives of art.

"Wang Baojun, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

Zhang Feng was not interested in the camera at all. He turned to look at Wang Baoyu, who was still leaning his head, wishing he could squeeze into Wang Bing's arms to look at the camera.

"Tomorrow, I'll go there for another day. If I haven't already, I'm going to work on the construction site for a while the day after tomorrow!"

Wang Baozhen sat up straight and looked at Zhang Feng.

He didn't have much money in his hand, so he had to consider the reality.

Zhang Feng nodded slightly, he understood what Wang Baozhen meant.

"Isn't it your dream to be an actor? If you have a dream, you should pursue it bravely! Why do you still have to work on a construction site?"

Wang Bing looked incomprehensible.

The vein on Zhang Feng's forehead twitched.

No need to explain to this guy.

"I have no money to eat!" Wang Bao'er said the key point very honestly.

"I have no money to ask your parents! Don't you have pocket money of 1000 yuan every month?"

Wang Bing was even more puzzled.

"It's okay if you mention this in front of us. It's better not to say in front of others that you have 1000 yuan a month! It's easy to be kidnapped!"

Wang Baoqi finally understood that this boy was a pure second-generation rich man.

Zhang Feng was also helpless, if he didn't have this new actor system, he would have been blackmailing this kid.

Steal from the rich and help the poor!If you don't eat minced meat, you must rob the rich.

Zhang Feng still held back, not allowing his acting career to have a dark history.

I endured it for the sake of my future.

Zhang Feng practiced various expressions in front of the mirror, and soon night fell.

The roommates are also back.

The other people in the dormitory were group performers, and they came back talking and laughing.

Compared to Zhang Feng and Wang Baoqiang, they are considered veteran group actors and have much more resources than Zhang Feng and the others.

At least I can ensure that I can receive work every day.

Several people came in talking and laughing, and saw Zhang Feng, Wang Baojun and Wang Bing all in the dormitory.

"All three of them are here! Didn't you get any job today?" The leader was the oldest person in the dormitory, and he had been in the dormitory for the longest time.

"Yes!" Wang Baozhen nodded repeatedly, even Wang Bing could hear the teasing inside, but he didn't hear it.

Instead, he asked curiously what role they played today?
Zhang Feng was still facing the mirror, practicing his expressions, one moment of surprise, the other of fear.

"It's useless at all! The group performer only needs to play the corpse well, you can't see your face at all, you don't need so many expressions!" Someone shook his head, scoffing at Zhang Feng's practice.

Zhang Feng still ignored such words.

Only Wang Bao'er, like a child listening to an adult telling a story, kept asking: "Then what?"

"anything else?"

"there is none left!"

After taking a look at the alarm clock, Zhang Feng hurriedly lay down and started to sleep. Sleeping in this dormitory was like a competition.

If you go to bed late, you will definitely suffer.

Zhang Feng, who had already suffered a lot, knew it, and so did Wang Baojun, so he hurriedly lay down and began to sleep.

Picking up a math book, Zhang Feng fell asleep 3 minutes later.

Wang Baowen followed closely behind.

Soon everyone in the dormitory began to sleep.

Wang Bing looked at the camera with joy, put it down carefully, and finally started to sleep.

Half an hour later, he still didn't fall asleep.

There was a lot of excitement in the dormitory.

The snoring sounds in this dormitory are different, some are like a tiger, and some are like a donkey.

Finally, when Wang Bing felt sleepy, the alarm clock rang.

It's time, it's time to get up and find a job.

This was Zhang Feng and Wang Bao's alarm clock. The sound of the alarm clock also woke up the sleepy Wang Bing instantly.

"Why are you so early today?" Wang Baozhen looked at Wang Bing in surprise, it was the first time he saw this kid get up so early.

It's like the sun is coming out from the west.

Zhang Feng rushed outside with the washbasin, washed his face and brushed his teeth in one go.

Wang Bao'er followed, and after a few minutes the two of them were done, they set off towards the Beijing Film Studio in the dark.

Although this place is not very far from Beijing Film Studio, it is at least three or four kilometers away.

When the two arrived at Beijing Film Studio, it was only before five o'clock, but there were already many people squatting on the side of the road.

The two people found a place under a big tree, squatted under it, and waited quietly.

The sky was like ink, changing from blue-black to blue.

"coming!"

At some point, Wang Baoqi, who was squatting on the tree, shouted, and then he jumped down.

He pulled Zhang Feng and rushed in.

The surrounding crowd also began to surge rapidly.

"15 yuan for playing the role of a corpse for one day!" the group leaders shouted, as if they were selling vegetables in a vegetable market.

"I!"

"I!"

"I can!"

"you see me!"

People around raised their hands one after another!
"I!!!"

"Brother!!! Look at me!!"

Wang Bao'er and Zhang Feng tried their best to squeeze towards the head of the group, shouting loudly.No one was humble at this time.

"you!"

Like counting soldiers, the group leader casually pointed his fingers among the crowd.

"you you you!"

The person who was named also immediately rejoiced and got into the car.

The group leader searched the crowd, and finally his eyes came to Zhang Feng and Wang Bao.

"You look good! You!" The group leader glanced at Zhang Feng's face, and then pointed at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was overjoyed at first, and then suddenly thought of Wang Bao'e. He turned to look at Wang Bao'e.

"Brother, I can do it too! I know kung fu!" Wang Baozhen tried his best to show himself to the group leader at this time. If it wasn't for the small place and the people around him, he could not wait to do a backflip.

"Okay!" The group leader also seemed to see that Zhang Feng and Wang Baojun knew each other, and nodded slightly.

"But you are too small, only twelve a day!"

"Twelve means twelve!" Wang Baoyou knew that he had no right to refuse.

(End of this chapter)