Trembling At A High Altitude

"Give me a chicken leg." Anna, who got up and left just now, found that there was such a sumptuous arrangement in front of Li Teng, so she came back with a box of lunch and sat down.

"Did I ever owe you a chicken leg?" Li Teng looked confused.

"What do you think? If it wasn't for the roast chicken last time, I wouldn't have to blow myself up this time! In order to help you, I would go to hell now! You should give me back the whole chicken, right?" Anna said with an angry face.

"You agreed to give me that roast chicken. Legally speaking, giving and lending are two completely different acts. You don't need to repay the gift." Li Teng replied to Anna in a low voice.

The reason for the low voice is definitely not because of guilty conscience.

"Really? How can you kill Feng Dahai for you this time, and make me go to hell?" Anna looked at Li Teng closely.

"One thing to say, it's because you are stupid that you blew yourself up and went to hell this time. Your subjective purpose is not to help me, but to protect yourself. Even if you helped me, you just helped me inadvertently. If you tell me your clues before the confrontational performance, I will tell you that I am not an underground worker, but Aisha.

"Won't your conscience hurt when you say these words?" Anna was very sad.

"How can something that doesn't hurt?" Li Teng muttered.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly." Anna's eyes widened.

"Okay, I'll give you a chicken leg, we'll settle it, and we won't owe anyone in the future." Li Teng tore a chicken leg and handed it to Anna's dinner plate.

"One chicken leg is enough to pay off? You don't seem to have figured it out?" Anna questioned this.

"You don't want it? That's fine, give it back to me." Li Teng took the chicken leg back.

"Huh! I don't want your chicken legs, you continue to owe me a favor!" Anna walked away with the dinner plate again.

"Aren't you tired of walking around?" Li Teng shook his head, then stuffed the whole chicken leg into his mouth.

The debt of death is eliminated, and tomorrow he enters hell mode, who knows if he can come back alive? If you want me to owe this favor, I owe it! Anyway, only one of the eight can live tomorrow, either you die or I die, this debt must be cleared.

"Anna, can you help me buy another roast suckling pig, one roasted pig's trotters, two spicy prawns, and a potato stew, and I owe you a favor together?" Li Teng quickly asked Anna after thinking that the debt had been wiped out.

"Get out!" Anna quickly finished the food on the dinner plate, and then fled in a hurry.

...

"Can you finish this much?" Huang Xun had already finished eating a few of his steamed buns, including the one that Feng Dahai picked out of his mouth. Still feeling very hungry, he walked to Li Teng's dining table with a shy face.

If you can't eat it, it's good to smell the aroma of roast chicken.

"It's true that I can't finish it." Li Teng nodded.

"Let me help you eat something, don't waste it." Huang Xun proposed to Li Teng.

Although he really wanted to grab Li Teng's leftover half bag of roast chicken and run away, but with Feng Dahai's experience of being taken away by electric shock, Huang Xun did not dare to act rashly at this time.

"It can't be wasted. Eat half of it tonight. Save a few buns and half of the roast chicken for tomorrow morning, so that you can save on tomorrow's meal expenses." Li Teng thought about it, and packed the half of the food in a grocery bag.

"In this weather, the food will go bad by tomorrow morning, so why not be a good person and give it to me." Huang Xun drooled.

"Who are you fooling? There is a refrigerator in the room that you can use for free. Besides, if it goes bad tomorrow morning, I can still feed it to the dog. It would be too wasteful to give it to you." Li Teng shook his head.

"You..." Huang Xun ran away quickly, worried that he would be pissed off by Li Teng.

Li Teng couldn't help sighing that Huang Xun had a thick skin. He knew he was here to scold him, but he dared to come over. His courage was admirable.

...

After dinner, the crew wandered around the hotel.

The activity area designated for the crew members is very limited, limited to one or two streets near the hotel.

Although there are only one or two streets, all kinds of commercial facilities are readily available.

Restaurants, clothing stores, supermarkets, bathing centers, bars, cinemas, KTV, sports venues, game halls, etc.

However, all entertainment and shopping costs points.

For these low-level ensemble performers in the film and television city, they can only focus on ophthalmology.

When everyone was wandering in the street, they saw the director entering the hotel with two bodyguards. It seemed that the director also lived in the hotel room at night.

Li Teng, who was hanging out with the crowd, left the crowd when he saw the director. He followed the director not too far away, and followed into the hotel.

"Aisha, what do you think he wants to do?" Anna looked at Li Teng's back and asked the female white-collar worker who was traveling with her.

For some unknown reason, the girls were unwilling to reveal their real names, and the others simply called them by the names of their roles in the previous performance.

As a ensemble performer, there are not many opportunities to have a character name. The last confrontation performance was quite special. Each ensemble performer got a character with a name.

"He doesn't want to be a director, does he?" Aisha guessed.

"Is there anything in this world that he dare not do?" Anna snorted.

"Who's wrong with Wei Xing? Run to the director Wei Xing, I think he will be beaten up black and blue by those two bodyguards." Aisha grinned, and the scene of Li Teng's black nose and face appeared in front of her eyes.

"They'll permanently cut off his drain pipe, so that he will completely cut off his thoughts." An extremely tragic scene of Li Teng also appeared before Anna's eyes.

"Then don't you want to be sad?"

"Why should I be sad?"

"You're useless!" Aisha laughed.

"Who wants to use his? You bitch! You want to use it?"

...

Hotel room door.

There were still five meters away from the door, and the two bodyguards standing by the door made a'stop' gesture to Li Teng.

"Director! I'm Li Teng! That handsome guy under your command, the future actor Li Teng!" Li Teng shouted to the director who was about to close the door.

"What's the matter with you?" The masked director asked Li Teng coldly.

"I want to treat you to dinner." Li Teng proposed to the director.

"I've eaten."

"Then shall I invite you to play the game console?" Li Teng changed the phrase.

"Not interested in."

"Then let's find a place to drink coffee and talk about life?" Li Teng had no choice but to continue to change the words.

"Throw him into the elevator, don't let him come to this floor again." The director ordered a few words to the two bodyguards beside him.

"Don't! I'm actually here to complain." Li Teng changed his words again.

"Who is the complaint?" The director stopped two bodyguards.

"I complained to a black-hearted doctor in the hospital. He used his power to bully and blackmail new actors. When I was dying, he forced me to sign a blank form, performed an autopsy on me on the operating table, and made a set of fake treatment accounts that I owed him 999 points to fill his own pocket!" Li Teng raised it to the director.

"He and I don't belong to the same system. I can't handle this kind of thing." The director rejected Li Teng.

"Then who should I complain to?" Li Teng was unwilling.

"Group performers don't have the right to complain. You can only have the right to complain if you've been promoted to a supporting role or above." The director replied to Li Teng.

"Director, your actor is being bullied, and it's such a handsome future film star being bullied. Are you so indifferent? He bullied me and hit you in the face!" Li Teng was distraught.

Complaints can only be made after being promoted to the level of a supporting role, so is it the Year of the Monkey?

I can't swallow this breath!

Moreover, the debt of 999 points made Li Teng's promotion several times more difficult out of thin air!

"If, if you can come back alive from hell mode tomorrow, I will try my best to help you get an opportunity. Whether you can seize that opportunity is up to you." The director returned Li Teng a few words, then turned and walked into the room.

"By the way, director, what will tomorrow's hell mode look like? Can you describe it?" Li Teng took the time to ask another question.

"No comment." The director closed the door.