After wearing it for 18 years, it became the top trend

Chapter 25

That's too much, bro!

Cheng Yuan, who was still sitting in the driver's seat, listened to the conversation between the two people outside, and felt that it was cloudy, but he also vaguely heard that Song Mo was not very happy. He had never understood why such a big actor didn't like it. Qin Lang?

What a guy, handsome, hardworking and cheerful and kind.

Of course, he didn't dare to ask more questions as a young man, and he could only pretend to be stupid at the moment, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when the two returned to the car.

He started the car, glanced at Qin Lang, and saw that the other party's expression was normal, apparently unaffected.

How about saying that Xiao Qin is in a good mood?

He has known Song Mo since the first "Jinyiwei". As Lin Zixin's assistant, he is no stranger to the actor.But in the face of this actor, no matter how amiable the other party is, he still can't help being nervous and never dares to say a word.

This is probably the sense of oppression brought by the superstar halo to ordinary people.

But this superstar aura obviously didn't have any effect on Xiao Qin, and he didn't even have stage fright at all when he acted opposite each other for the first time.

This is probably the reason why newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Qin Niuxiao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, really didn't think Song Mo had anything to be afraid of. As a person who has experienced such a big scene of traveling through 18 years, how can he be bluffed by a man who was born more than ten years later than himself?

And it was solved just with a piece of chocolate, which shows that Song Yingdi is still easy to coax.

A few minutes later, the car arrived in town.

This place belongs to the backward mountainous area, the town is just big, the tallest building does not exceed five floors, the streets are narrow and dirty, there are few people on the road, most of the shops are deserted, and the boss is either playing cards or dozing off.

Cheng Yuan parked the car in front of a small supermarket.

Although the town is remote, it is not isolated from the world after all. There are several Internet cafes on the roadside.It's still not convenient for Song Mo to be such a big star.

"Mr. Song, you wait in the car. Xiao Qin and I are going shopping."

Song Mo nodded, and said softly, "Well, you guys go!"

The small supermarket is only a few tens of square meters, and Cheng Yuan wanted to buy some snacks to pass the time of watching dramas and mobile phones at night. When he saw the counterfeit goods such as Kang Shuaifu Wahaha on the shelves, he had to give up.

After finding the cockroach medicine and cockroach stickers, pack them all.But he seriously doubts it will work.

Qin Lang took a few boxes of mosquito coils casually. According to his experience, mosquitoes in this kind of place can suck people into mummies at night.

It took the two of them only 3 minutes to complete the purchase. One of them was carrying two bags. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw the jeep parked outside, surrounded by several small town teenagers.

Qin Lang frowned, but didn't speak yet.The proprietress in the house whispered: "This group of people are the town's ruffians, and they will charge tolls when they see cars from other places."

Qin Lang nodded clearly.

Young people in small towns who have hands, feet and a normal mind will go out to make a living in nine out of ten, and the young people who stay in the town are nothing more than idlers.

In fact, looking at their yellow hair and red hair, it is already obvious.

Qin Lang looked at these people and felt that compared with the development of mobile phones, the changes in the appearance of bad boys in the past 18 years are really negligible.

The crew came to film the show very low-key, and just arrived, the people in the town didn't know that the big star was here, let alone that the big star was sitting in the jeep, and they only thought it was a tourist here.

They were supposed to be calling the people in the car by tapping the window, but Song Mo obviously ignored them.

Cheng Yuan asked, "What are you doing?"

Several young people turned their heads following the sound, and when they saw the two, they smiled and said, "Your car?"

Cheng Yuan said: "Yes, what's the matter?"

One of the young men wearing earrings, probably the boss of this group of non-mainstream people in the countryside, walked up slowly and said, "You foreign tourists, it's like this, cars from other places need to pay tolls when they pass through our town .”

What tolls, isn't it just extortion?It sounds so nice.

Cheng Yuan didn't want to cause trouble. After all, there was still a big Buddha sitting in the car, and he brought people out, but he couldn't afford to be responsible for any hair loss.Although he was unhappy with these killers, he still said politely, "How much?"

Qin Lang also agreed with his approach of calming things down.

The man with the earrings stretched out five fingers: "This number."

Cheng Yuan: "Five thousand?!"

Qin Lang: "Fifty?"

The young man was taken aback, and wondered if the price difference between the two of you is too big?He cleared his throat: "Five hundred."

Cheng Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, it was extortion after all, just now he thought that the five fingers would be at least five thousand, which made him feel a little pain.After really spending the money, he turned around and reported it to Director Lin, maybe he would cut himself off.

Now that I heard that it was 500 yuan, I immediately felt that the folk customs in remote towns are quite simple.

Thinking of this, he seemed to think of something again, and glanced at Qin Lang, he seriously suspected that the other party just offered 50 yuan to provoke these bad boys.

This is a bit unfair. Although Qin Lang has been wearing it for almost two months, because he does not have to support his family like before, he is not in charge of the family and does not know how expensive he is. His concept of money has not completely changed from 18 years ago.

In the past, in the four seasons, the gangsters in the nearby urban village received fifty protection fees.

Cheng Yuan said again: "Sorry, I don't have any cash."

The studded youth took out his mobile phone and opened the QR code, pouted: "Who still uses cash now?"

The corner of Qin Lang's mouth twitched, watching Cheng Yuan scan the QR code to pay, he couldn't help sighing: I didn't expect even extortion to keep pace with the times.

After killing Matt and successfully robbing, he left happily.

Cheng Yuan got into the car, started the car and muttered, "Fortunately, it costs 500 yuan."

He still sounded like he was lucky.

After that, as if thinking of something, he asked the people in the back row: "Mr. Song, didn't those people slapping the windows scare you?"

When encountering this kind of thing, Song Mo also felt uncomfortable. If it wasn't for his status, he would have gotten out of the car and beat people up.At this moment, when Cheng Yuan asked, he replied angrily, "I'm afraid of cockroaches. I'm not a coward. I get scared when I meet a few hooligans."

Cheng Yuan cleared his throat: "That's not what I mean, I just think that your status is inconvenient."

Song Mo's tone eased: "This kind of person shouldn't give money."

Cheng Yuan grinned and said, "It's okay, it's only 500 yuan anyway, so you can avoid disaster if you lose money!"

Song Modao: "I will go back later and ask the director to find the leader here, and ask the police station to recover the money. This kind of evil behavior cannot be tolerated."

Qin Lang echoed again and again: "That's right! It's 500 yuan!"

Cheng Yuan: "..."

He glanced at the other party silently, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart.Most of the people who enter this circle are from good backgrounds. Even if I am planning to take the director's route, my parents are fully capable of supporting me in pursuing my dreams.But Xiao Qin even felt distressed for 500 yuan, he is really a child of a poor family.

When I can become an independent director in the future, I must hire him.

But Song Yingdi said, he still nodded kindly: "Well, I will talk to the director when I get back."

It takes half an hour to return, and it will arrive in a blink of an eye.The food in the farmhouse is already fragrant, just in time for the meal.

Not long after eating, the sun completely set and a crescent moon rose.Unlike the city with neon lights, the night in the mountains is shrouded in huge darkness. Everyone goes back to the house early to rest.

As Qin Lang expected, at night, the mosquitoes in the room were really aggressive.He lit the mosquito-repellent incense for a long while before the humming sound slowly subsided.

After a whole day of tossing around, he is more tired than filming, and now he just wants to have a good sleep.

However, as soon as he lay down, he heard the message notification sound in WeChat. It was his two older brothers who sent him a message in the family group.

[Brother, is the environment over there very bad? 】

[Is there a cockroach spider? 】

[I heard that the law and order in the mountains over there is not very good, and the local ruffians are quite arrogant, so don't go out alone. 】

Qin Lang: "..."

Brother travels thousands of miles and younger brother is worried. Although I am very moved by the concern of my younger brothers, why is it such a coincidence?

He wondered if the two of them had installed surveillance cameras on themselves.

Of course, with Zilin's ability, it's not impossible.

[Don't worry about it, it's fine, I'm going to sleep, we'll talk tomorrow. 】

He thought for a while and went back.After returning, he threw his mobile phone on the bedside, and was about to fall asleep with his head covered, but just as he was about to turn off the lights, he suddenly heard a scream from the room next to him, which made him jump up from the bed in a jerk.

He went out with his slippers on and asked, "Sister Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao opened the door, put on her pajamas, and said in a panic: "I was taking a shower just now, and I heard the window rattling. I turned my head and saw that it was half opened. It must be a peeping tom."

This farmyard is all one-story bungalows. The rooms in their yard have independent toilets. The windows of the toilets are covered with film. As long as they are closed, it will be fine, but if they are opened for no reason, there must be a problem.

Zhao Xiaoxiao's cry attracted the group of security guards. Hearing what she said, he quickly went to arrest her, not afraid of anything else, except that the peeping tom would take the picture.

Seeing this, Qin Lang said, "I'll go too!"

At the same time, the sound of a motorcycle motor sounded in the night sky, and the owner of the farmhouse ran in and said, "It must be those bastards on the street! They are riding motorcycles, so hurry up and chase them!"

Qin Lang remembered that when he came in in the afternoon, he saw a motorcycle at the door and said, "Boss, lend me your motorcycle."

The boss hurriedly handed over the key to him: "Hurry up! Those gangsters who kill thousands of knives know how to steal when they are not doing business. The police station doesn't care. You are big shots. If you are caught this time, I think the police station will take care of it... ..."

It seems that the boss has been a rogue for a long time, and before he finished complaining, Qin Lang had already run out with his slippers on.

Song Mo opened the door and saw someone who was wearing slippers and could run faster than a rabbit.

He frowned and said, "Let An He go, let's go and have a look."

An He said: "Shall we join in the fun?"

"This is someone else's territory, and there are only three of us security guards. What if we chase out and meet the other party's group of people?" Song Mo said quietly, and then said to the flustered Cheng Yuan, "Call some more men .”

Cheng Yuan hurried to do it.

Under the moonlight, the security guard was driving a jeep, Qin Lang was riding a motorcycle, and two cars followed behind, driving together on the country road in the night.

As the saying goes, a small boat is easy to turn around, and a voyeur is riding a motorcycle and is a local. When a few fork in the road, he quickly throws the jeep away, and only Qin Lang, who is also riding a motorcycle, keeps up.

After riding for a while, the two motorcycles in front went straight into the woods.

Qin Lang saw that there were only three people, and without hesitation, he followed in.

Even though these people were familiar with the terrain, they had a hard time riding on the forest path, but Qin Lang, who had practiced extreme motorcycles as a stand-in in the past, was able to go all the way unimpeded.

The three of them stopped the car and looked back. Seeing that this was the only person following, they immediately felt relieved, and one of them stepped forward: "Brother, you are quite courageous!"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Qin Lang saw the familiar earrings on this man's ears, and heyed: "What a coincidence! We meet again?"

The man with the earrings also remembered who he was, and said with a smile, "Yo, it's you!"

Qin Lang said: "Let's not care about the 500 yuan, just delete the photos I took secretly."

"What sneak shot?"

Qin Lang: "You just peeked at someone taking a bath, didn't you take a photo secretly?"

"Huh? Wrapped in a big bath towel, I didn't see anything, let alone a sneak shot."

Qin Lang got out of the car and waved his hand: "Okay, it's getting late, don't talk nonsense, give me your phone, let me check it, if it's really not there, I'll let you go."

The man with the earrings: "Yo! It's quite horizontal!"

After the motorcycle entered the mountain forest, the following vehicles could only stop and chase inside on foot with flashlights on.

Song Mo was originally following the security guard, but after running for about ten minutes, he suddenly heard a burst of painful wailing.

"Qin Lang!"

He yelled loudly, this was the first time he called this name, but when he called it, he had the inexplicable illusion that he had said it thousands of times.

"Hey—oh shit!"

This sound made Song Mo's heart almost miss a beat.

He ran over quickly, first saw three motorcycles under the moonlight, and then the flashlight of his mobile phone shone down, and saw three figures lying on the ground moaning in pain.

He stepped forward and took a careful look with the flashlight.The three of them seemed to have been treated badly by someone. The faces of the three were beyond recognition, and they couldn't see their original appearance, but it was still clear that there was no Qin Lang among them.

Song Mo frowned suspiciously, only to hear a voice behind him: "This is Mr. Song, give me a hand!"

It turned out that after beating up the three of them, Qin Lang carefully checked his mobile phone and stopped after making sure that he hadn’t taken any photos secretly. At this time, he heard his companions coming, and he hurriedly responded excitedly. Accidentally slipped into it.

The pit was nearly one meter high, and because of its narrowness, people fell into it as if they were stuck, and they were as strong as Qin Lang. He couldn't use his strength after holding it up with his hands twice, so he could only ask for help.

Song Mo shined a flashlight on the person on the ground. After confirming that his face was clean and there was no sign of injury, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw his posture stuck in the pit, and twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

Then he took two steps forward, condescendingly stretching out his right hand.

Qin Lang held each other unceremoniously.

He had seen Song Yingdi's hands before, they were clean and slender, and they looked pampered at first glance. There was also a collection of his hands on the Internet, saying that it was some kind of manual control benefits.

However, at this moment when both hands were clasped, he could clearly feel the thin calluses in the opponent's palm, presumably because he had put in a lot of effort for the play.

In a blink of an eye, Song Mo's hands were already exerting force, and he quickly took advantage of the momentum, using all four limbs to get out of the pit in a rather embarrassing manner.

However, before the person stood still, Song Yingdi had already withdrawn his precious hand, and even rubbed silently on his clothes.

Qin Lang: "..."

That's too much, bro!

The author says:

Affected by the epidemic recently, my mood is not very good, and I don't write very much.Let's update it on Monday night next time. After downloading the thousand-word revenue list, try to update it on time.