The screenwriter's first reaction was that Li Si was showing off.
This is also in line with human nature, young people, once the spirit of victory, anything can be said out.
Director Tian obviously thinks the same way, Li Si was recruited into the crew by him, and is considered half of his own people. He also didn't want to watch Li Si make a fool of himself.
"Forget it, you two are a screenwriter and an actor, there's no need to fight over this kind of thing." Director Tian wanted to be a peacemaker.
But the screenwriter didn't want to let go of the opportunity to humiliate his opponent, and looked at Li Si with a smirk: "Old Tian, don't say anything first."
"Come on, come on, you say, how do you want me to meet with you?"
This sentence was said to Li Si, the last two words were bitten very heavily.
The screenwriter looked at Li Si with contempt.
Li Si bowed his head, the screenwriter thought he was going to give in, and Tian Guan also sighed in relief.
As a result, Li Si pulled out a transparent file bag from his bag.
"It's simple." Li Si said sincerely, "You take five thousand dollars, put the money in the bag, and let's go out for a walk at night."
The screenwriter laughed out loud, "Ha ha ha, ha ..."
He couldn't laugh anymore.
"Er, are you serious?" The screenwriter looked at Li Si, who had a sincere face.
Li Si was a little embarrassed, "Actually, this method is too inefficient, and it's possible that I won't see the local gang for the whole night. But I'm new here, and I'm not too familiar with the situation here, so I can only take my chances this way."
After listening to Li Si's words, the screenwriter looked at the money bag, then at Li Si, and suddenly had the urge to slide to his knees.
This, how does this man not look like an actor.
He pulled out a cigarette and began to gulp down the smoke, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
After thinking carefully for a long time, he finally came to a conclusion.
It was acting, right?
Intimidating himself by playing it realistically, trying to make himself really think that this guy was in contact with the gangsters, and then know what to do.
Figuring this out, the screenwriter relaxed.
Heh, young people are young people, they can play these little tricks that don't make it to the stage.Watch me dismantle you.
Exhaling a mouthful of smoke in a dashing manner, the screenwriter lazily said, "Oh, then it's settled. When are we leaving?"
Li Si's expression was obviously a bit difficult, which further confirmed the screenwriter's suspicions.
He smoked a cigarette while sneering in his heart, thinking that Li Si would immediately cry and apologise to him ...
Ten minutes later, he was sitting in the passenger side of the van with a confused look on his face.
"I'm sorry, it's my first time driving this kind of car, I might not be too skilled." Li Si apologised to him from the driver's seat and slammed his foot on the accelerator.
He had no time for such trivial matters at the moment.
The screenwriter stiffly turned his head and saw that Director Tian was standing outside the car window.
The expression on Director Tian's face at this moment was hard to describe, and he seemed to be forcing a smile.
It must be his illusion.
With a whistle, a heavy object was shoved into the screenwriter's arms.
It was the most expensive handheld camera in the crew.
Director Tian clapped his hands and instructed him, ''Be sure to record the process properly. These can be precious bloopers!"
The screenwriter looked blankly at the operating table again, the transparent file bag filled with red tickets was placed in front of him.
Liu Jinsheng held a cup of iced tea and sighed longingly, "Alas, it sounds like a lot of fun, but unfortunately there are too many things on this side of the theatre group to get out of it."
Suck Buttermilk~
Liu Jinsheng took a beautiful sip of iced tea.
Then you hurry up, I will go down! The screenwriter cursed in his stomach.
Li Si didn't say goodbye to Tian Guide and the others, and kept flipping through a small book.
Out of the corner of his eye, the screenwriter scanned a few lines, and his whole body went bad.
"No. 227 He Yun Road, speakeasy, semi-illegal, possibly dealing in contraband. Old Zhang, phone..."
"No. 105 He Yun Road, Crispy Bones Bath Centre, possible organised sex trade, Sister Yun Yun ..."
Listening to the sound of turning the pages of the book, his heart was half cold, and he stammered and asked:
"Hey, you ... Li brother, what do you do with this little book?"
Li Si did not raise his head, "Oh, I have recently taken a liking to night running."
The screenwriter's hand gripped the doorknob tightly, "And?"
"Night running is a really good thing." Li Si sighed, "Besides the exercise, I get to meet so many energetic and social people. Everyone is so welcoming."
The screenwriter's fingers trembled.
With one push, he could escape this horrible place and go back to continue working as a screenwriter in the warmth of the pantry...
"Old White." A warm hand gripped his arm tightly.
The screenwriter subconsciously looked up, right into Director Tian's eyes
"If you're scared, let's not go." Tian Guide said.
"Who, who's afraid!" The screenwriter replied reflexively, then hated to smack himself.
Li Si seemed to have finally settled on a destination as the car slowly drove away from the filming site.
Liu Jinsheng and Director Tian waved fondly behind them, as if they were little women sending their husbands off to war.
The screenwriter's spirit was tight, praying that Li Si would not take him to some strange place.
But before long, the van stopped in front of a convenience store.
The screenwriter took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, there were fewer people here, and he finally dared to speak his mind with Li Si.
Losing face was fine, he didn't care anymore.
"Brother Li ah, just now there were many people outside. You said that we have this bag of money ..."
Li Si seemed to see through what was in his mind and a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Hahahahaha, Teacher Bai, I'm teasing you. How can one really just bring money and waltz to a place like that."
With these words, a large stone fell to the ground in the screenwriter's heart. Wiping his forehead, he realised that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
I told you, how could an ordinary person come into contact with those messy paths.
Sure enough, it's cheating people!
This thought appeared in his mind, the screenwriter's eyes changed when he looked at Li Si, and his clever intellect took over the high ground again.
Good ah, just a small actor, actually dare to scare himself ...
The words of cursing were already on his lips.
The screenwriter watched as Li Si rummaged around in the back seat, took out a sharpened steel pipe, and put it in his lap.
"Besides the money, you need to take this for defence. It's impossible to not bring a bit of guy with you, how dangerous would that be."
The screenwriter's pupils shook dramatically.
"By the way, this is a hollow steel pipe, once you release blood endlessly, remember not to stab the small abdomen, it is easy to die."
Li Si spoke long and earnestly, as if an experienced big brother was educating his little brother who had just worked with him.
The screenwriter smiled warmly: "Okay Brother Li."
...
At the same time.
A command vehicle dozens of kilometres away from the two.
"Still monitoring? Any new discoveries."
The one who spoke was Team Qin, an old acquaintance of Li Si's.
At this moment, Team Qin was tightly frowning, as if he had encountered a heavenly problem.
"Still no, did these people hear something and hide in the building for the whole day."
A young man wearing headphones replied, staring tightly at the screen, not daring to slack off at all.
"He Yunlu, He Yunlu ..."
Team Qin rubbed his temples vigorously, as if he had made up his mind about something, his eyes all glazed over.
"No matter what, a result must come out today."
"Xiao Zhang, go get the SWAT team on standby and start debugging the equipment now. If we don't have any news by one in the morning, I'll go apply to the higher-ups. We'll charge straight in!"