Wang Baoqiang has been very frustrated recently, and he is even more depressed tonight.


    There are few construction sites in the winter.


    It''s easy to find a construction site to start work. I worked hard in the severe winter and walked back to the rental land in the suburbs with 30 yuan.


    At his pace, he can walk back to the shared rental place in about two hours.


    Of course, if you are willing to take the bus, you can greatly shorten the journey home and avoid the biting wind on the road.


    But it will cost money. A dollar or two is enough for him to solve a meal.


    It''s better to walk, which can not only save money, but also exercise.


    When approaching the mlgb studio, he saw a furtive figure wandering outside from a distance. Not long after entering, he came out in a panic, as if he was afraid of being found by the people inside.


    With little life experience, he instinctively thought it was a thief, so he caught up with the other party and reminded the other party that it was bad to do so. He should return the things to the owner.


    As a result, the other party was very impolite and scolded him for leaving with a big step.


    He wanted to catch up. Later, he thought he should inform the owner first.


    Who wants the owner to be more impolite!


    Hearing him say that a thief came in to steal things, Diao Yi and Wu Guodong thought of Mai Xiaoyu for a moment, so they directly denied it without saying a word. They also said that he was wrong. There was nothing lost in the studio, and no one went in and out.


    "I really saw it. Why don''t you believe me..."


    The honest man is in a hurry. His mouth is full of dialects.


    With a short head, dark face, dirty clothes, full of dialect and standard migrant workers'' appearance, an employee of mlgb studio couldn''t help joking: "why do I think you''re like a thief?"


    "I think it''s the same. You''re not a thief shouting to catch a thief, are you?"


    "Go, go, go..."


    Why are city people so unreasonable?


    Wang Baoqiang, who was blasted out, stood at the door of mlgb studio in a daze.


    Kindly remind each other that they are not only regarded as thieves, but also driven out; Have the heart to break with each other, but because of the stupid mouth and bad cheeks, I don''t know how to talk about it.


    At this time, Wu Guodong came out and took out 500 yuan and stuffed it into Wang Baoqiang''s hand: "little brother, it''s late in the cold weather. Take this money and go home early."


    "Big brother..." Wang Baoqiang was moved. "I can''t take the money. Wait, I''ll catch the thief back. I remember where he ran!"


    "Oh, don''t..."


    Before he started, Wang Baoqiang ran out like a monkey. He quickly crossed the road and went straight to the underground parking lot opposite. The speed made Wu Guodong angry and tongue tied.


    It''s making a lot of noise.


    Wu Guodong held the money, shook his head in tears and laughter, took out his mobile phone and dialed Mai Xiaoyu


    After listening to Wu Guodong''s brief introduction on the phone, Mai Xiaoyu, who was going to drive away, didn''t worry about leaving.


    Open the window, light a cigarette and wait for the simple little man who is almost silly while smoking.


    After a while, he saw a small man in the field of vision. His young face was full of anxiety. He turned around the parking lot three times and looked around with a red face.


    What a silly child!


    "Hey, if you go on like this, be careful that the security guard will catch you as a thief." Mai Xiaoyu poked his head out of the window and said.


    "Hey, you''re hiding here!" Wang Baoqiang seemed to find the new world. He ran over and blocked the front of the car. "Come down quickly. When the owner sees it, he''ll beat you carefully."


    "Is this my car?" Mai Xiaoyu pulled out the key and shook it in front of Wang Baoqiang.


    "Your car? You steal with so much money?"


    "Which eye of yours saw me steal?" Mai Xiaoyu pretended to be angry, jumped out of the car and walked over angrily.


    Wang Baoqiang stepped back two steps: "if you didn''t steal, go back and make it clear with me."


    "Why should I listen to you?"


    "Well... In fact, you have a car and already have a lot of money. Go back and make it clear with me. There is an uncle who gives me money. He won''t blame you. Also, you''re so bad. Really, people can''t do that."


    Incoherent expression, mixed with dialect half white Mandarin, and a serious expression. Mai Xiaoyu forbeared with a smile and deliberately said, "what if I don''t agree?"


    Disagree with


    Wang Baoqiang uttered a sentence for a long time: "don''t force me."


    "Force you?" Mai Xiaoyu lit a cigarette, hugged his arms and tilted his head. "What if I force you?"


    "I, I, I don''t want to beat you."


    Poof!


    Mai Xiaoyu was almost choked: "you, beat me?"


    "I''ve practiced martial arts." Wang Baoqiang put on a posture and looked like a model. "It''s very powerful."


    Mai Xiaoyu stared at him for a long time. Judging by experience, the little man in front of him didn''t look like a showy man. He thought for a moment and said with a smile: "OK, if you can beat me, I''ll go back with you."


    "Well, be careful yourself."


    At this point, there is no need to continue. Only his subordinates see the true chapter.


    Wang Baoqiang said "I won''t hurt you", and then went straight to Mai Xiaoyu.


    His idea was very simple. He took Mai Xiaoyu back and asked him to return the stolen things to the kind uncle. At the same time, he proved that he didn''t lie and that he wasn''t a thief shouting to catch a thief.


    However, the ideal is full and the reality is skinny.


    Five or six minutes later, the fight was over.


    Wang Baoqiang, a courageous man who saw injustice on the road, lay down in front of the car... Forced to lie down in front of the car.


    Mai Xiaoyu pressed on him, twisted his arm with one hand, felt the pain from his arm, and sighed, "I have two sons, but I''m not my opponent... I''m still struggling and can''t afford to lose."


    I was careless just now!


    Shifu, elder martial brother is right. You can''t be merciful when dealing with bad people!


    Wang Baoqiang regretted and found himself struggling. His eyes turned and he smiled: "brother, what Kung Fu did you learn? Why are you so powerful?"


    "Sanda."


    "Brother, I won''t catch you back. Let me go. I can''t beat you anyway."


    Mai Xiaoyu didn''t want to embarrass him. He just wanted to try his mind and skill. Then he released his hand and took two steps back.


    "Brother, Sanda is so powerful? I have learned martial arts in Shaolin temple for six years, but I can''t beat you." Wang Baoqiang moved his hands and feet, showing a harmless smile.


    "I began to learn Sanda when I was five or six years old... I wipe, you dare to play Yin!"


    Just as Mai Xiaoyu was talking, Wang Baoqiang made another attack!


    This time he didn''t keep his hand and tried his best. As a result


    "Brother, why are you so powerful?"


    Wang Baoqiang was forced to lie down in front of the car again and said with a smile.


    "You son of a turtle!" Mai Xiaoyu slapped him and scolded with the Central Plains accent. At the moment, only this sentence can best represent his mood.


    It''s really a dog. It looks silly. NIMA can play tricks.


    This arm, this thigh, this back, that''s a pain.


    If it hadn''t been for his cheating career in recent years, he had developed rich experience and formed an instinctive Preventive Psychology, and didn''t let Wang Baoqiang succeed in the sneak attack, he would have been the one lying in the front of the car.


    Wang Baoqiang suddenly changed to the Central Plains accent, "brother, you are also from the Central Plains? My fellow countryman."


    "Why don''t you come with me!" Mai Xiaoyu slapped again.


    He can see that the little man in front of him is simple and honest enough, but NIMA is definitely not stupid. That kind of little cunning... How to say, the unique peasant cunning.


    I''ve been seen through by myself once, and I''ve climbed up with myself.


    My buddy is a native of Yanjing with a central plains accent... He practiced it when he was circling lambs in the Central Plains.


    Wang Baoqiang had another plan: "brother, have you eaten?"


    "You don''t want to say that you can''t beat me because you didn''t have dinner?"


    Uh


    He guessed.


    City people are too cunning.


    Wang Baoqiang was speechless for a moment. Mai Xiaoyu was angry and smiled: "Why are you so persistent? Even if I stole something, I didn''t steal yours, right?"


    "No. It''s wrong to steal, and that uncle is kind to me. You can''t steal his things."


    "Do you think he''s good to you just because of 500 yuan?"


    "It''s not about money... How do you know it''s five hundred?"


    "I know more." Mai Xiaoyu loosened Wang Baoqiang and rubbed the outside of his thigh, where he had just been kicked and hurt. "Don''t move, wait for me to call first."


    Mai Xiaoyu took out his cigarette, lit it for himself, threw it to Wang Baoqiang and took out his mobile phone.


    "Lao Wu, I saw him and had two fights."


    "It''s all right. It''s normal to bump. I''m not hurt."


    "My skill is good and I''m ok. I''m not as stupid as you said. I''m almost confused."


    "Don''t worry, I have plans. You talk to him. He always remembers that you gave him 500 yuan." Mai Xiaoyu handed his mobile phone to Wang Baoqiang. "Uncle, who is nice to you, do you want to talk to him?"


    Wang Baoqiang took the mobile phone mechanically, listened to it silently, and then returned it to Mai Xiaoyu.


    Mai Xiaoyu chatted with Wu Guodong again, then hung up the phone and asked with a smile, "are you still calling?"


    Wang Baoqiang shook his head like a rattle, and Nuo, who was not confident enough, asked, "do you know him?"


    "Good friend."


    friend?


    Then why didn''t you tell me earlier?


    Wang Baoqiang was a little angry: "are you... Kidding me?"


    "I''m sick. I was hurt by you and played with you... To tell you the truth, I need a bodyguard. I just tested your character and skill."


    "I also hurt." Wang Baoqiang whispered, rubbing the place where he was beaten.


    Just now, they fought without any protective equipment. It really hurt the flesh and bones.


    He rubbed his arm and asked, "why do you need a bodyguard so powerful? I can''t beat you again."


    "I can''t always do things by myself? In fact, your Kung Fu is good, mainly because you don''t have much practical experience. Here is my business card. Come to the company at 10 a.m. tomorrow."


    Wu Guodong and Mai Xiaoyu were moved by Wang Baoqiang''s simple and honest and courageous actions. Seeing that his life was difficult, they wanted to help him.


    Moreover, Mai Xiaoyu has long said that he wants to find a bodyguard. Wang Baoqiang, who has studied in Shaolin temple for six years, is a very suitable candidate.


    It''s better to be a bodyguard than to move bricks at the construction site, isn''t it?


    However, Wang Baoqiang refused: "I won''t do it."


    "What are you talking about?"


    "I didn''t come to Yanjing to be a bodyguard."


    "What''s that for?"


    "I want to shoot!"


    "Just you? Still want to make a movie?" Mai Xiaoyu glanced at Wang Baoqiang''s height, clothes and his dark face. "Group performance?"


    "How do you know?" Wang Baoqiang smiled and said with some pride, "I used to be a group actor, but I just finished a movie some time ago. I was the leading actor."


    film?


    to star?


    "Which movie?"


    "Blind well."


    "Blind well"... I seem to have heard of it. Where is it?


    Trying to search his memory, Mai Xiaoyu was surprised to find that the film exists in a dream


    The little man said he was a male star?


    "What''s your name?"


    "Wang Baoqiang."


    "Wait!"


    Mai Xiaoyu ran back to the car, took out a bottle of mineral water and a packet of paper towels and threw them over: "wipe your face!"


    A day''s work at the construction site, the messy hair and the mask of sweat mixed with dust have long covered up the original appearance of Baoqiang Wang.


    He didn''t wipe the dirt off his face until he used half a bottle of mineral water and a whole bag of paper towels.


    That''s him!


    Mai Xiaoyu was happy: "aren''t you all starring? Why are you still working on the construction site?"


    This problem also bothers Wang Baoqiang.


    Last year, by chance, he was selected by director Li Yang among more than 1000 competitors to become the male star of blind well.


    After the film was made, he thought he had opened the door to the entertainment industry. He didn''t have to squat outside the North film studio or wait for the group''s notice as before.


    In fact, director Li Yang also took him to some studios and recommended him to take over the play, but no one saw him.


    Don''t mention male number one. The special appointment is dead. Only the group performance is dead!


    At last he had to go back to his old life.


    Sometimes I get lucky to work outside the Beijing Film Studio and earn 30 or 50 yuan for group performance. If I''m not lucky, I don''t even have a chance to perform group performance; When he was short of money, he had to work odd jobs on the construction site to make a living. He ran between the gate of the North film studio and the construction site all day.


    Listening to Wang Baoqiang pour out his confusion, Mai Xiaoyu leaned against the front of the car and drew a circle on the car cover with his fingers.


    "How much do you pay for making blind well?"


    "Five hundred first, and fifteen after the shooting."


    "It''s only two thousand yuan. Well, you''ll be my bodyguard, with a monthly salary of three thousand yuan and a monthly meal of five hundred yuan. Do you want to do it?"


    That''s three thousand five!


    The rent of the bungalow shared is 30 yuan a month; If you eat, you can eat ten yuan a day and only three hundred yuan a month; I can send at least 3000 to my family every month


    Wang Baoqiang was moved.


    But thinking of his dream, he resisted the temptation.


    "I still want to make a film."


    You don''t have to worry about shooting with me!


    Mai Xiaoyu didn''t say this in a hurry, because the effect may not be good now.


    "Shoot a chicken feather show, and don''t look at your own conditions!" he suddenly scolded and pointed to the front cover of Volvo. "See, more than two million cars have made you concave several pieces and sent to the garage for at least two or three hundred thousand. I don''t want much. Take 200000 and you leave."


    Two hundred thousand?


    Wang Baoqiang can''t take out two thousand yuan!


    Can''t you take it out?


    Easy, be my bodyguard.


    3000 yuan per month, 2000 yuan actually paid, and the remaining 1500 yuan is 20000 yuan a year.


    When to collect the 200000 car repair fee and when you leave.


    "Don''t play games with me. If you dare to run, as long as you can''t get out of Yanjing, believe it or not, I''ll find someone to dig you out every minute!" Mai Xiaoyu threatened fiercely and drove away.


    Before leaving, he put his business card into Wang Baoqiang''s hand: "take it. Come to the company according to the above address at 10 a.m. tomorrow. If you don''t come, you will be responsible for the consequences!"


    Have I been wronged?


    Wang Baoqiang was overwhelmed by the debt of 200000 yuan.


    However, when he saw the big words "cute film and television" on his business card, he suddenly chased out.


    "Brother, you wait, brother..."