Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Life on a film set is very busy.

However, Qian Lang was unusually busy this morning.

He usually does easy jobs, but today his team leader assigned him all the hard and tiring work.

"Qian Lang, move this batch of equipment to camera position number three."

The team leader, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, pointed to a heavy pile of camera tracks and tripods in the corner and spoke.

Qian Lang glanced at the pile of equipment, then at the team leader's forced smile, and knew perfectly well that someone had already given instructions.

He didn't say a word, just rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

The railcar looks unremarkable, a solid lump of iron, but it's incredibly heavy to move.

After just one trip, sweat was already on my forehead.

Just after we finished moving, the team leader came over again: "Hey, the lighting team over there is short-handed, go help them with the wiring."

Pulling cables sounds simple, but in reality, it involves navigating the film set, dragging around cables weighing dozens of kilograms, and being careful not to trip anyone.

Qian Lang bent over, pulling the rope again and again, his back soon soaked with sweat.

After finally finishing the wiring, before I could even catch my breath, the team leader appeared again.

"Xiao Qian, the camera crane at camera position three needs someone to climb up and adjust the angle. You're young and agile, go up and take a look."

Qian Lang looked up at the three-story-high crane arm and took a deep breath.

Okay, I'll climb then.

He fastened his safety harness and climbed up using both his hands and feet.

The wind was a bit strong, and the crane arm swayed slightly, making the people below hold their breath in worry.

After adjusting the angle, my trouser legs were covered in dust, and I had a cut on my hand from which blood seeped out.

The team leader watched from afar, a smile playing on his lips, before turning and walking away.

Qian Lang watched his retreating figure, licked his lips, and smiled.

During the lunch break, the crew members gathered in twos and threes to eat.

Qian Lang had just found a corner to sit down when he heard someone call his name.

"Qian Lang! Over here!"

It was Liu Yifei. The little girl waved to him vigorously, and there were several other people sitting next to her.

Qian Lang walked over with his lunchbox and realized that the lineup was quite complete.

Next to Liu Yifei was Liu Xiaoli, and further to the side, Jiang Xin, Liu Tao, Yang Lei, and Chen Hao sat in a circle with several side dishes in front of them, clearly indicating that they had been given special treatment.

"Qian Lang, sit here!"

Liu Yifei patted the empty seat next to her and said.

Liu Xiaoli was a little suspicious. When did the two of them become so familiar?

However, I didn't think about it in detail.

Qian Lang didn't stand on ceremony. He plopped down, opened his lunchbox, and started shoveling food into his mouth.

"Hey, what kind of hard labor are you doing?"

Yang Lei, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed the cut on his hand.

"What happened to your hand?"

Qian Lang glanced down.

"It's nothing, it just got bumped while climbing the crane."

"Climbing the crane? Isn't that the lighting crew's job? Why are you being asked to do that?"

Jiang Xin said with a frown.

Qian Lang smiled but didn't reply.

Liu Tao glanced at him, his eyes filled with worry, but he couldn't say anything in front of so many people.

Chen Hao, being a straightforward person, said directly, "Qian Lang, did you offend someone? I saw you this morning, carrying all that equipment by yourself, working like an ox."

"You're not young to be treated like this."

Yang Lei said, pursing her lips.

Jiang Xin glanced at Yang Lei.

She wondered when Qian Lang and Yang Lei had become so familiar with each other.

Liu Yifei was confused and didn't understand what the adults were talking about.

The meal was lively. Yang Lei talked a lot, Chen Hao chimed in, Jiang Xin occasionally chimed in, Liu Yifei chattered away, and Liu Xiaoli jokingly scolded her daughter.

Surrounded by several women, Qian Lang didn't feel restrained at all; on the contrary, he felt quite relaxed.

He would occasionally look up and feel a few pairs of eyes watching him from not far away, which made him feel a chill.

After finishing his meal, Qian Lang packed up his lunchbox and prepared to go to work.

Liu Tao suddenly called out to him: "Qian Lang."

"What's wrong?"

Liu Tao walked over and handed him a band-aid.

"Wrap your hand."

Qian Lang looked down at the cut on his hand, took the band-aid, and chuckled.

Thanks.

Liu Tao didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

In a corner not far away, Hu Jun and Lin Zhiying were sitting and drinking tea.

Hu Jun looked at the situation over there, his expression not looking good.

"Xiao Zhi, look at him, this kid has practically become a ladies' man. Liu Yifei, Jiang Xin, Liu Tao, and now even Yang Lei and Chen Hao are chatting and laughing with him."

Lin Zhiying held a thermos cup, his expression calm.

"Young people, being likable is a good thing."

"Good news?"

Hu Jun gave a cold laugh.

"I think he doesn't know his own limitations. A photography assistant who wrote a few lousy songs, and he's hanging out with the leading ladies all day long. What kind of talk is that?"

Lin Zhiying didn't reply, but just slowly sipped her tea.

His eyes, however, grew increasingly gloomy.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qian Lang's days on the film set were getting increasingly difficult.

So much so that the whole crew was saying that the crew wanted to get rid of him.

After lunch, Jiang Xin pulled Qian Lang aside.

"Qian Lang, who did you offend?"

Jiang Xin said worriedly.

Qian Lang, however, still seemed indifferent.

Now he has figured out the situation.

It wasn't that he offended anyone, but rather that he was too outstanding, and, well, too popular with women.

What a boring bunch of men!

That's normal, though; there are countless stories throughout history, both in China and abroad, of people risking their lives for a beautiful woman.

"Don't worry, silly girl, I'll handle it. By the way, do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

Jiang Xin blushed upon hearing this.

The two of them had dinner together last night, and then her upper body was completely captivated.

If she hadn't run so fast...

"I'm not going with you, you're too mean."

"Haha, what's there to be shy about? Every woman has to go through that day eventually."

"What are you two talking about?"

At this moment, Liu Tao reappeared.

what!

This isn't the first time.

Whenever Qian Lang had private contact with women, Liu Tao would suddenly appear like a ghost.

Qian Lang, on the other hand, found it very amusing.

Another busy day.

Qian Lang was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back.

Of course, this is also the last day.

He wasn't afraid of being schemed against, but he wanted to know who was behind it all.

Now he understands.

But what could he do?

Lin Zhiying and Hu Jun... the two of them are now like a mountain to him.

Through this experience, Qian Lang learned a valuable lesson.

Even if he is a reborn person, even if he just wants to live an easy life, even if he doesn't want to cause any trouble.

but!

The tree may wish to be still, but the wind never ceases!

Living a life free from worldly strife is merely a fantasy.

Therefore, as the old saying goes: A great man cannot be without power for even a day!

Of course, he's not the type to let things slide now.

I will never be a deserter!

He can't do anything about Hu Jun and Lin Zhiying right now, but...

You've messed with the wrong person!

After the film crew finished get off work, Qian Lang returned to the hotel before Zhao Tong.

Then I turned on my computer and skillfully typed in a website address.

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First, I registered a new account, and then I found the most popular section.

Then he posted a 500-word message!

hehe,,

They won't let me have an easy time!

Then let's not celebrate.