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Chapter 8 Congratulations...

Zhang Feng's gaze hastily locked onto the system prompt.

[Congratulations on getting 10 participation points]

[Congratulations on getting a new entry: One small step for an actor]

Zhang Feng's eyes lit up, and he really didn't expect that he would come up with a brand new entry.

He hurriedly looked at the entry attributes.

One small step for an actor: 5% chance of being favored by the director.

Ah!
This?
Is the probability of 5% too low?

Zhang Feng didn't like it very much.

Fortunately, the day's wages have also been settled.

Both Zhang Feng and Wang Baojun paid 15 yuan.

Huang Yan is different, because her roles are more important than Zhang Feng and the others. She has close-ups and lines, so she naturally gets paid more.

50 yuan!
Both Zhang Feng and Wang Baozhen's eyes were straightened.

so much?
Huang Yan also collected the money with a smile.

"So much?" Wang Baozhen exclaimed, that's 50 yuan!

How much soy milk and fried dough sticks can you eat?

When will I, Wang Baojun, be able to get 50 yuan a day?

50 yuan a day, 500 yuan a month.

In his hometown, his parents had to work hard for a year to barely achieve this. If the harvest was worse, don't expect it.

50 yuan a day is an unattainable dream for Wang Baoer.

It is also a bit far away for Zhang Feng.

"It's not every day that I can have such a role!" Huang Yan looked at Zhang Feng and Wang Baoyu's envious eyes, and understood what they were thinking at this time.

This sentence made Zhang Feng sober up in an instant.

This is indeed the case, this kind of role is something that they can't come across, and it's not bad to be able to meet it a few times in a month.

Every day, how is it possible?
Every day there are scenes to be filmed, so what kind of extras are they, they are real actors.

There is a huge difference between extras and actors!

Still need to work hard!

Zhang Feng understood that the joy of getting a small role was instantly diluted.

Blacksmith need its own hardware!
Making yourself stronger is really the last word.

The car arrived at Beijing Film Studio.

After getting off the car, Zhang Feng and Wang Bao'er took Huang Yan to a small restaurant and ordered a few dishes. This meal basically cost Zhang Feng a day's wages.

Although Zhang Feng felt a little distressed, compared with the benefits he got today, Zhang Feng felt that he was not losing money at all.

After eating, the two people sent Huang Yan back to her residence.

Huang Yan lives in a small single room for 150 yuan a month.

The room is not big, and there is a bed, and a light blue quilt that has been washed and somewhat whitish is neatly pasted on the bed.At the end of the bed is the window, there is a desk and a small wardrobe, and the walls are covered with fresh newspapers.

There is a gas tank next to the door, and the pipe on the gas tank leads outside. There is a gas stove in the corridor outside, and there are some kitchen utensils on it.

"I usually cook outside! Today is really too wasteful, next time I will cook it for you two!" Huang Yan felt a little pain when she mentioned the meal just now.

She was a little distressed at the expense.

"That's a good relationship!" Zhang Feng rubbed his hands in anticipation.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Feng took Wang Baojun to bid farewell to Huang Yan.

Back to their dormitory.

In the dormitory, Wang Bing's condition was obviously not right, and his eye sockets were also obviously darkened.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

There is no electric fan in their dormitory. After taking a cold shower, Zhang Feng lay on his bed, picked up the mirror and continued to practice his expression in front of the mirror.

"Shall we buy an electric fan together?" Wang Bing couldn't bear it.

This place is really hot.Wang Bing, who didn't sleep at night, was going to catch up on sleep during the day, but he was so hot that he had several nightmares in a row.

It always felt like someone was walking back and forth beside his bed, staring at him.

"Shall we buy one for you to brag about?" As soon as money was mentioned, Wang Baozhen immediately shook his head, why would he not spend this money?
It costs money to buy an electric fan, and then the electricity bill will cost money.

No!

A banana fan will do the job, no matter what electric fan you buy.

The same goes for the people on the upper bunk.

Snapped!
"There are too many mosquitoes here, any of you go buy some mosquito coils!"

Wang Bing slapped his thigh with a slap, and the blood-filled mosquito was slapped to death.

He felt that he couldn't stay in this dormitory for a second.

"You pay for it, I'll buy it!"

"Go, go!" After being bitten again, Wang Bing really couldn't take it anymore, so he hurriedly agreed.

If you don't agree, you will be eaten by mosquitoes later.

In this dormitory, he is the only one without a mosquito net.

Wang Bing took out money from his bedside, and put all his change under the bedside pillow. He remembered that there should be more than a dozen yuan under it?

Just touched it, why is it gone?
"Huh? Where's my money?" He was lying down at first, but after touching it a few times, he immediately sat up.

Just turn your pillow over.

Not a dollar.

its not right!
Money was stolen.

"Which of you took my money?" Wang Bing glanced at everyone.

"Who is taking your money for what? I told you to put the money away! You can't do it!" Wang Bing's buddy stuck his head out.

Zhang Feng didn't have much money on him. He usually stuffed it in his socks. Wang Bao'er was similar to him.

Only a few people on the upper bunk were richer, but they all bought a pair of underwear with a small pocket in the front, and put the money in the small pocket.

There is also a small zipper.

Wang Bing thought about it carefully and realized that he had not left the dormitory that day!In addition to eating and going to the toilet, I left.

He also took money for lunch.

What did he suddenly remember?
"I'm stupid! No way, that's not a dream!"

He remembered the dream in which he felt someone was staring at him by the bed.

It turns out that was not a dream!
Then someone is fucking stealing his money!
"I'm xxxx, xxxxx, xxxxxx!"

Wang Bing's scolding was heard in several dormitories around him, and it lasted for 10 minutes before it began to weaken slowly.

Thirsty, after drinking a bowl of water, he cursed again and again for 10 minutes.

Everyone else plugged their ears, Wang Baoyu got out of bed, and studied for a long time beside Wang Bing's bed.

His king, Holmes Paulo, didn't find any clues.

Zhang Feng glanced at Wang Bing, with an eye bag, stealing you deserves it, it's not bad if you didn't steal your video camera.

This is probably someone from the other dormitory next door. They probably came here to steal because they had no money to spend. They probably didn’t dare to steal the expensive video camera.

Being able to understand so clearly, Zhang Feng seems to have guessed who did it.

Just the few guys who usually like to drop by.

But Zhang Feng didn't bother to take care of this, thinking about warning him tomorrow, it would be bad if he became addicted to stealing one day.

I kept practicing various expressions in front of the mirror.

After these days of unremitting practice, he felt that the control of his facial expressions became more and more comfortable.

Suddenly Zhang Feng laughed.

【Congratulations……】

　Congratulations, congratulations!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)