After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

Chapter Twelve

Tao Mu's afternoon scene is a scene where the male protagonist sneaks into the demon cult with a mask and is discovered by Mu Huating, who plays the leader of the demon cult, and the two fight each other. Because the face of the male No. 3 is to be photographed in this scene, in order to strive for the best shooting effect, the crew's opinion is to let Mu Huating act in person.

Mu Huating quarreled all morning and failed to get Director Chen to agree to his request for a substitute. When wearing the Wia shirt, he looked ugly and looked like constipation. He looked at Tao Mu in shock and fright, for fear that he would use the show to beat others and avenge him. So that during the filming, whenever Tao Mu made a piercing action with a sword, Mu Huating would definitely scurry backwards like a rabbit, and even the camera could only take a piece of afterimage when he moved quickly. There is no arrogance and arrogance that the demon leader should have.

——Couldn't it be like this, how can you make this scene?

Chen Yiqian couldn't bear it. After yelling "K" eight times in a row, he took a big horn and slammed Mu Huating: "Mu Huating, are you here to make a comedy?"

Mu Huating was shocked and wronged, yelling: "Don't blame me. Tao Mu frightened me deliberately."

Tao Mu stood there blankly.

The whole crew is holding arms. When they are blind? Tao Mu obviously didn't do anything. It can be seen that Mu Huating not only has a bad character, but also has a terrible ability to throw the pot.

Mu Huating, who was questioned by the entire crew, was also wronged. He insisted that Tao Mu was uneasy and kind, and would definitely beat him while filming. Had it not been for him to run fast every time, Tao Mu had been beaten to the ground at this moment.

Chen Yiqian couldn't bear Mu Huating's severe brain replenishment. In order not to delay the shooting process, he finally pinched his nose and agreed to Mu Huating's request to use a substitute.

Mu Huating breathed a sigh of relief, and took off Wei Ya's clothes as quickly as possible in his life, staring at Tao Mu with both eyes and raising his chin to demonstrate. His face was full of arrogance, "What can you do with me?"

The big and chubby tooth roots of the big hairy and chubby who are playing the cannon fodder by the side are itchy, wishing to block Mu Huating in the small alley and put a sack in it.

Tao Mu stood with a sword without expression on his face. He didn't even give Mu Huating a look.

The substitute for Mu Huating's substitute is a martial artist of Gou Rixin's team, named Daluo. We had a drink together last night. After seeing Tao Mu, he lowered his voice and embarrassed Tao Mu: "...You are too real. If you change me, you must take this opportunity to beat him severely. I will dare not splash dirty water after seeing him. ."

"It's not necessary." Tao Mu replied lightly. A person is bitten by a dog, and he can't bite back. If he really did that, he would be different from Mu Huating's stupid. Besides, there are so many people watching on the set, how much can Mu Huating be injured even with small actions? Since he doesn’t even bother to do things like sack, naturally he won’t be in the sight of everyone—he just played his celebrity-level acting skills casually when he was playing against the scene, and his emotions were substituted into the perverted murderers he had acted in his previous life. When a pair of eyes stared at Mu Huating, it was like a butcher looking at pork on a cutting board. Sure enough, Mu Huating couldn't help but frightened, and he turned himself into a neurosis.

However, this kind of drama is quite mysterious. Except for the person involved, it is hard to say whether other people have this keen sense of touch. But it doesn't matter if he can see it-he relies on his ability to suppress the play, and Mu Huating can't catch it, because Mu Huating himself has no abilities.

Daluo glanced at Tao Mu: "That's true. I heard that Zhao Keping also gave you a matchmaking, introducing a male No. 3 audition. If you really pass, your crime will not be in vain."

Tao Mu didn't say a word.

With the cooperation of Ronaldo, the filming of this scene went smoothly.

After the end of the play, Tao Mu approached Director Chen and wanted a martial arts video shot yesterday: "For your resume, you may need it when you try it out in the future."

Since Chen Yiqian wanted to show his favor to Tao Mu, naturally he would not refuse this little thing. After all, Tao Mu did not sign a confidentiality agreement in his life. Just before giving the video, I still habitually warned: "Before the TV series is broadcast, do not pass the video out. This will affect the normal shooting of the crew."

After a pause, he added: "It won't be too long. The crew will have a promotional film in two days. It is estimated that there will be this section. You can grasp it yourself."

Tao Mu nodded.

Seeing Tao Mu finished discussing business with Director Chen, Shen Yu walked up with a smile, holding a fruit phone box in his hand: "Tao Tao, happy birthday."

Tao Mu glanced at the gift Shen Yu prepared, and politely refused: "I already have it, it was from Xiaopang. And I didn't prepare your gift."

By implication, you don't have to give me a birthday present.

The attitude of refusal to alienate is fully manifested.

Shen Yu didn't care: "Then tell me the phone number and I will save it."

Tao Mu: "I haven't done it yet."

Shen Yu: "Then do you have Weibo? Let's close each other? Fans on my Weibo want to know your information."

Before Tao Mu could speak, Shen Yu said again: "It's useless if you refuse. I have already locked up with Wang Ye and Pang Yue. You just don't tell me, I will go back to their friends to follow, and sooner or later I can find you. "

Tao Mu glanced at Shen Yu, but did not refuse.

Shen Yu searched Tao Mu's Weibo with a smile, and when he saw the nickname of Weibo that was so pure and uncontrived, he couldn't help but glance at Tao Mu in surprise.

Tao Mu expressionlessly: "What?"

"Nothing." Shen Yu smiled: "I think your name is very funny. I heard Wang Ye and Pang Yue say that you gave them their Weibo names, or you would give me too. One?"

Tao Mu didn't say a word, obviously unwilling.

Shen Yu smiled, and did not press on. He thought Tao Mu was very funny. It looks fierce and unreasonable, but in fact it is very arrogant. As long as you treat him nicely and smile hippiely, even if he bothers you seriously, he won't turn away thousands of miles away. It was like the super-large beast with beautiful fur that he had seen on the African grasslands. You need to approach cautiously, to please gradually, and patience to smooth the hair, and finally get the hair up.

But he didn't know that Tao Mu should act, but he was worried that he would have a bad attitude towards Shen Yu and would touch the plot to rebound.

In these days of rebirth, Tao Mu combined his previous life experience and the [book review] from time to time in his head and carefully analyzed: As long as Shen Yu likes or really likes Shen Yu, the luck and ending are usually not too bad; but if he doesn’t like it. Shen Yu, especially those who maliciously targeted Shen Yu, had no luck and ending. As for those who basically had no communication with Shen Yu, Shen Yu didn't pay much attention to it, and the [Book Review] didn't disclose it.

In summary, Tao Mu concluded that Shen Yu's protagonist's aura also has a limited range. The closer people are to Shen Yu, the more they have to restrain their dislike of Shen Yu. Otherwise, it will be inexplicably bad luck.

Tao Mu is destined not to like Shen Yu because of his life experience and the experience of the previous life. Due to the strong inertia of the plot, Tao Mu couldn't be as hostile to him as in his previous life. After thinking about it, Tao Mu felt that the only thing he could do was to restrain his emotions towards Shen Yu. It’s best to stay away, even if you can’t, keep your distance.

After the end of the play, Tao Mu waited for Da Mao and Xiao Pang for a while, and the three of them went home together. The two youngsters who are committed to being a big V from eating melons went straight to the computer when they got home, just like a severely addicted teenager.

"Oh, I'm going. I'm so happy that I have gained three thousand fans in one day." Da Mao and Xiao Pang stared at the Weibo page silly, "You really deserve to be a celebrity. This is a mutual benefit, and there are many benefits."

After that, I didn't forget to ask Tao Mu: "Didn't you also lock up with the prince? How many fans have you increased?"

"I don't know." Tao Mu replied dullly. Xin said that a group of fans who turn their faces faster than a book are rare.

"Hey, why are you going!" Da Mao and Xiao Pang looked at Tao Mu, who was about to go out after picking up his wallet, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Go buy chicken paws." Tao Mu said, "Didn't I say that I will roast chicken paws for you on Saturday."

The severely internet addicted teenagers with their **** stuck in front of the computer immediately got up and said, "I will go too."

As a result, Tao Mu didn't go to the market, but went to Ping's restaurant downstairs to ask about the purchase channel: "Can I order ten catties of chicken feet? I'm not familiar with it here, and I don't know who has good products."

The lady boss made a gesture: "No problem. Would you like it tomorrow morning?"

"It's best tonight. So I can bake it at noon tomorrow."

The proprietress called and ordered immediately without saying anything.

Half an hour later, fresh chicken paws were delivered to the door. The boss Feng Gee told Tao Mu: "The door will be closed at nine today. When the time comes, I will give you the kitchen, so you can just let it go."

Tao Mu: "..."

Brother Feng is particularly enthusiastic: "Do you need brother to help you?"

"No." Tao Mu particularly hates someone to help while cooking. Because it will disrupt his rhythm, it's more like a hindrance than helping.

Brother Feng smiled, and didn't know if Tao Mu really didn't need help, or was afraid of someone stealing his teacher.

However, Brother Feng still kept his promise and handed the back kitchen to Tao Mu at nine o'clock. He and Sister Ping were watching TV and eating melon seeds while waiting for others.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the night life outside has just begun. But in the corner of the back kitchen, it was quiet as if everything was about to fall asleep.

The noisy kitchen calmed down, and Tao Mu was the only one standing in front of the faucet wearing an apron, washing his chicken paws over and over again. Tao Mu uses long running water, pours the rushing water on the chicken paws to thoroughly wash the ingredients clean, while the cold water also makes the chicken skin more crispy. After washing the ingredients, Tao Mu put the chicken paws in a large iron pan and blanched them for two minutes, then rinsed them with cold water. This can get rid of the fishy smell and excess greasy fat.

Followed by the lo-flavoring ingredients. In this step, you need to use good pork belly to stir up fresh meat oil. Then add special spices and seasonings to stir fry. Tao Mu learned the exclusive secret recipe of Old Man Song, which was taught by the old man when he was very young. The old man once said that when a cook is cooking, he should be calm and steady in his hands, so that he can carefully weigh the heat and keep his hands steady to be worthy of the ingredients themselves.

It's a pity that Tao Mu had never been calm and unstable when he was cooking in his previous life. Because the dishes he cooked in his previous life were either to please the Shen family or to win over partners. Being a man is utilitarian, and there is no way to cook.

Many people say that he has too many distractions when cooking, and the dishes he makes are not as pure as Shen Yu.

Although Tao Mu himself didn't know the causal connection between what he thought about cooking and the taste of the dishes.

An alluring fragrance gradually spread from the kitchen. It's a bit like braised pork, but the taste is fresher and the aroma is stronger.

The diners sitting in the front hall couldn't help sucking their noses, and Lao Feng said in amazement, "Tao Mu, this craft, okay!"

"Of course." Da Mao, Xiao Pang and You Rongyan: "My brother Mu is amazing!"

"It's too fragrant." The old diners who spend every night watching TV in the hotel and talking about the air-conditioning touched their belly. They just had dinner, and they were hungry for a while.

Brother Feng couldn't bear it, and motioned to Da Mao and Xiao Pang to go in and ask: "Can you try something first?"

"I haven't done it yet!" Da Mao and Xiao Pang were also greedy, and slumped to the door of the kitchen secretly: "Brother Mu, can you give me a few mouthfuls first?"

"I guess it's not done yet!" Tao Mu rebuffed: "You help me ask Brother Feng, is there Huadiao wine in the kitchen?"

"Yes—" Before Da Mao and Xiao Pang could speak, Feng Ge stood up: "On the shelf above the faucet, there is a black jar with a piece of red paper pasted on it."

"I saw it." Tao Mu replied and moved the Huadiao Wine to most of the altar. Just listen to the sizzle in the pot. The rich aroma came out with white smoke. The scent rushed to the front hall, and the saliva of the old diners flowed all over the floor.

"No, I can't stand it anymore." Someone rushed out the door and went to the skewers shop next door to order 30 yuan skewers.

Tao Mu is still making lo-mei sauce patiently. After half an hour, Tao Mu threw the blanched chicken paws into the iron pot and simmered them over a low fire.

This stew will take half an hour. The simmering bones and meat of the chicken claws are directly rotten, and the skin is soft.

A large number of old diners in the front hall have been killed.

Brother Feng stared at Tao Mu with bright eyes: "What should we do next? Xiao Mu, please tell me whatever you want, and Brother will help you."

What's next?

Tao Mu smoothly threw the simmered chicken feet into the secret marinade that had just been boiled and soaked: "...Actually, there is nothing wrong with it, just soak in the flavor."

"Doesn't I need to use any special technique to massage the chicken feet during the soaking period?" Feng Ge's brain was wide open, from the palace ancestral secret recipe to the folk ancestral secret technique, he was preparing to feast his eyes and open his eyes.

Tao Mu said with a black line on his face: "No."

Brother Feng: "..."

The blood was poured out by a basin of cold water. Brother Feng gave Tao Mu a bitter look: "Then you go upstairs and rest."

Brother Feng looked at Tao Mu and wanted to inquire about the practice of lo-mei, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything. Just after the restaurant closed, I dragged sister Ping into the back kitchen for observation, wondering how many seasonings and spices Tao Mu used——

I didn't see anything in the result.

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