Chapter 892: Fanwai: Modern Journey 41

Chapter 892 Fanwai: Modern Journey 41
Time passed quietly, day after day.
Mo Liancheng and Qu Taner guarded Duan Luo's work, and went in and out, and found no abnormalities. Or last time, the kind of brutal and successful town
lived the killers, no one dare to take this business again. If so, the two will become boring!
Apart from vigilance, bodyguard work is very tedious.
Next, Merian always had a book with him.
The above is a collection of common sense.
What about Qu Taner? Music, games, novels, etc., everything.
This time, the two were horribly idle.
In the crew, Duan Luo went on to shoot a new film.
When Duan Luo was busy, they were in a daze. They were sleeping while staying up all night.
Sometimes, the whole crew came and went back and forth, as busy as a war, and they just sat idly around and looked around and touched the west. Someone had to deliver it during the meal, it was so easy to make people hate their teeth. From time to time, the two came to play for a while, completely unmanned, creating a world of their own. At this moment I envy the dead again. Are they dating or working?
It turns out-no one understands.
Sometimes it ’s a good thing. Strangely ask Duan Luo, they are your bodyguards. Why are you more uncle than you?
They are your bodyguards, why not be a little rigorous?
They are your bodyguards, why don't you do something?
Duan Luo always smiled mysteriously without answering.
Finally, one day, a gossip little actor ran to Qu Taner, "What is your daily salary?"
"Monthly." Qu Taner smiled.
"How much is that each month?"
"I don't know, ask me a man." Qu Tan'er pointed to Merian, saying that she had never asked Merian.
Mo Liancheng raised his eyes, pulled his eyes from the magazine, lost his mind, and replied, "I don't remember."
"……"call! Perfunctory answer.
The small show left dimly.
The leisurely bodyguard life continues.
Suddenly, Mo Liancheng raised his head and looked at Duan Luo who just came out of the dressing room. He laughed. And Qu Taner was buried in a certain game. When he heard him laugh, he was surprised. What happened? Then she followed her head ...
Duan Luo came out at a glance.
Uh, costume, gown.
"Taner, aren't people able to make a decent gown now?" Moriancheng said with a smile. "And the sword, what's the source? Can it kill someone? I'm afraid it won't even cut vegetables . No matter how you look at it, I think he is going to play on stage. "
"Uh ..." Qu Taner shot the amount.
The props and clothing for making costume films are like goods to save costs. Where can they go? It is impossible for a grandfather to wear a long shirt from the beginning of a memory. But the clothes ... okay, it's new. Alas, the material will not be valuable, but it costs a hundred or dozens of yuan.
The set has been completed.
The scene was indoor, and the two watched next, the director and so on, preparing.
The scene to be completed today is a certain prince starring Duan Luo. I started to paint in the study, but unexpectedly encountered assassination, and a certain grandfather martial arts high strength, performed "light work" and flew to the roof beam. Then, the second episode is a fight with the assassin.
So Duan Luo started holding a writing brush in front of a book case.
(End of this chapter)