What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 12 12. Is the fake marriage going to be exposed?

Xia Yuan got a secondary role, playing an East Island karate student who is also a member of the Invaders.

There are no lines, you need to fight, and your movements are flexible and follow the command.

The appearance requires a shaved head.

Today is just normal training and receiving guidance, and there are still two days before the official start of filming the scenes related to him.

The lead actor is still filming other scenes, Xia Yuan's job is quite easy.

Before the official shooting, he had to accept the teaching of martial arts instructors and learn some basic karate.

Filming for 8 hours a day, Xia Yuan can get 200 yuan as an outside martial arts, plus 200 yuan for beating, 20 yuan for hair shaving, a total of 420 yuan.

Twice a day box lunch, although not too full, can barely fill the stomach.

After dinner, Xia Yuan returned to Sister Lu's small restaurant.

"Hey, it's quite early to get off work." Sister Lu said with a glance as she cleaned up the dishes on the table next to her, and then burst out laughing.

"Are you playing the role of a monk?"

Xia Yuan's original handsome Han Chao cool hair is gone, and he has been shaved to an inch, which is still the kind that does not exceed two centimeters.

"No, have you ever seen a monk with such long hair?" Xia Yuan sat down weakly on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea, "It's not the official shooting yet, today I just lined up first."

"That's right, compared to 0, your hair can already be regarded as Lin Shenmumao." Sister Lu asked with a smile, "Then what did you play?"

"East Island Soldiers."

"Yo," Sister Lu clicked her lips, "I'm still a nerd."

"..."

Xia Yuan gave her a big white eye.

"I mean, it's a waste of such an upright skin like yours."

Sister Lu wiped the table and walked into the kitchen.

Xia Yuan ignored her and took a sip of tea by himself.

Sister Lu has no airs, just like relatives, she can joke with each other at ordinary times.

After a while, two people came to the door.

They are all from the Lu family class.

One is called Cheng Wei and the other is called Huang Long.

Both of them didn't change their costumes, so there are still scenes to be filmed later.

Cheng Wei was in his 20s, wearing a black eyepatch with a one-eyed dragon, a white coat with bare shoulders, and a box gun pinned to his waist.

Huang Long was older, about 40 years old, with a shaved head and a Taoist robe.

When the two saw Xia Yuan, surprise flashed in their eyes, and they each pulled out their chairs and sat down.

"Long time no see, I thought you quit this job." Cheng Wei punched Xia Yuan in the chest.

"How is it possible? If I don't do it, go drink the northwest wind?"

Xia Yuan looked back at him, "Are you playing a good guy or a bad guy?"

Judging by his clothes, he should be a guerrilla, but this one-eyed man always feels a little evil.

"There are no purely good and purely bad people in the world, don't you know?"

"Oh, I see, traitor."

Cheng Wei choked, "Don't be so blunt, okay?"

Xia Yuan ignored him and looked at Huang Long.

"Brother Long, is this a monk or a Taoist priest?"

"Buddha is Tao, you don't understand."

Xia Yuan really didn't understand.

Cheng Wei said with a smile, "Actually, in order to save money, the crew asked him to play both a Taoist priest and a monk. Look at the clothes inside."

Sure enough, the collar of the robe was still faintly visible inside Huanglong's Taoist robe. (衣衣nà yī, monk's clothes)

"I want you to talk more." Huang Long poker-faced, raised his chopsticks and hit Cheng Wei on the head.

"Brother Xia Yuan!"

At this moment, a crisp female voice came from outside.

A girl with a lady's hair combed ran in, sat down beside Xia Yuan in surprise, and hugged Xia Yuan's arm.

Xia Yuan frowned slightly, drinking tea calmly, not paying much attention to this guy.

Zhao Xiaoyue, who came to Yunze Film and Television City only in the last few months, has a pair of big cat eyes, is eccentric, and likes to pester him to play.

In Lu's class, Zhao Xiaoyue is the youngest, only less than 19 years old this year, everyone treats her like a younger sister.

Because the age with Xia Yuan is the closest, so I like to be with Xia Yuan the most.

"Wow, you're finally back, I miss you so much." Zhao Xiaoyue rubbed her face against his clothes while talking.

"Hey, please be more self-respecting, this lady." Cheng Wei joked, "Don't you know that your Xia Yuan is married?"

Boom.

Like a bolt from the blue, it knocked Zhao Xiaoyue to the ground.

She froze for a moment, her mouth gradually opened wide.

"What? Really? Why did you get married?"

Cheng Wei slapped his forehead, "That's right, you were filming when Sister Lu said this."

Xia Yuan withdrew his hand from her arms expressionlessly, "Yes, I just went to get the certificate a few days ago."

"Xia Yuan, you are too outrageous, you didn't notify us when you got married." Brother Huang Long felt a little resentful.

"We didn't hold a wedding, and we didn't have the nerve to ask you for red envelopes, so we didn't invite you. That's right."

Xia Yuan thought of something, quickly opened the backpack he carried, took out a few boxes of wedding candies from it, and gave each of them a box.

"Congratulations, happy wedding." Cheng Wei smiled.

"Happy wedding." Huang Long reluctantly accepted Xia Yuan's words.

"Happy wedding."

Zhao Xiaoyue pouted, not very happy.

"It's a big event in life, just this time. How can we not have a wedding?" Huang Long was quite puzzled by Xia Yuan's actions.

Huang Long is still single at the age of 40, but if he wants to get married without a wedding, his family will definitely not agree.

"This kind of thing is just a formality. We discussed it and thought it was unnecessary, so we didn't do it. In marriage, the most important thing is the happiness of the parties, right?"

"Ok."

Huang Long frowned, didn't quite agree with his words and didn't interfere too much with Xia Yuan's thoughts.

"So sad..."

Zhao Xiaoyue was lying on the chair, holding her heart in her hands, with a look of lovelessness on her face.

"Your wife acted too quickly, why is she so discerning?"

Xia Yuan ignored them, and took out the gift boxes of wedding candies in the schoolbag and put them on the table, "When Brother Qiang and the others come back later, please forward all the wedding candies, and I will go back first."

He stood up, ready to leave the restaurant.

"Wait a moment."

Cheng Wei hurriedly called Xia Yuan to stop.

"What?" He turned around.

"Sister Lu met the bride, but we haven't seen her yet."

"Oh, this," Xia Yuan took out his phone, "I'll show you the photos."

"Who wants to see photos? We want to see real people." Cheng Wei said, "You should at least treat us to dinner, right?"

"Hmm." Huang Long touched his chin.

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback.

"Then I'll discuss it with my wife and see if tomorrow or..."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. It's still early, it's only less than 7 o'clock, and it won't take more than 20 minutes to walk from here to your house, right?" Cheng Wei made up his mind to go to Xia Yuan's house for dinner.

"I'm going too." Zhao Xiaoyue raised her hand and shouted.

"The minister seconded the proposal." Huang Long said.

"what?!"

You also seconded?Are you not a Taoist?

Xia Yuan was in a mess all of a sudden——

If you go to his house at this time...

He and Ying Sitong slept in separate rooms.

Isn't the fake marriage exposed?

……

(End of this chapter)