"The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, and the sea is a millet of the sea, and it is ...... to be alone and cry".

Liu Yifei walked out of the car arrogantly and happily with the steps of his six relatives who did not recognize him, holding Zhongli's fried meat dumplings in the morning, eating them while snorting hot, smiling like blooming and swaying dandelions.

She read crooked poems in her mouth, and she couldn't tell what the previous sentence was or the next sentence, but she chanted very quickly, and she was wearing a fox fur and ears on her body, and she didn't know whether it was cold or hot for a while.

"You eat. "

After Zhongli parked the car and got down, Liu Yifei handed over the dumplings and watched Zhongli tear a shrimp from the stick.

Suddenly felt a little distressed, she thought he was going to eat glutinous rice.

Zhongli patted Liu Yifei's head, and the two walked to the studio not far away.

Stand still. From the wind squeezing behind them, their conversation could be heard.

"What kind of crooked poem are you reading? If the previous sentence does not follow the next sentence, be careful that Hu Shi crawls out of the coffin and beats you three times. "

"Alas, but I'm reading Su Shi's poems, what's the matter with Hu Shi?"

"Su Shi has been dead for so many years, and the bones are still gone, Hu Shi is in good health, and it is still possible to get up. "

"Hahaha...... What hell of a joke you have. There was a nice laugh from the two of them, and in a blink of an eye, it was blocked by the thick curtain of the studio.

Today, when I was going to shoot the finale scene, Zhongli deliberately adjusted the scenes, leaving a few scenes of the most difficult scenes, and put them at the end.

It's probably a few protagonists wearing strange game character costumes and attacking monsters that don't actually exist.

This kind of scene tests the actor's sense of belief the most, and it is difficult for an actor without a certain acting skill to insist on not laughing.

And in his own crew, ......

Zhongli counted his fingers, himself, Liu Yifei, Liu Shishi, Si Tou, and the golden armor warrior Zhang Yida ......

In addition to the crooked melon is a cracked jujube, this is really a regrettable thing.

"There was a quirky atmosphere. "

As soon as he entered the studio, Liu Yifei, who had walked three steps, pressed Zhongli's shoulder, his eyes looked around, alert to the danger from the shadows.

The

crew moved the table and moved the table, installed the slide rail, made up the makeup, and debugged the debugging.

It looks like everything is fine, but it's mostly whispering.

The look on his face was a mixture of shock, bewilderment, adoration, and fear...... It's just complicated.

After seeing Zhongli and Liu Yifei come in, everyone's eyes turned to the two of them.

"Goo. "

The feeling of being watched by many people together is a little scary, and those eyes are straight and contain complex emotions.

Zhongli scratched his head, feeling like he was in the spotlight.

However, he looked up, and everything was normal on the ceiling, but everyone's gaze remained unchanged.

The conversation stopped, the make-up stopped, the work stopped, it was as if the breathing had stopped, leaving a silent gaze.

Zhongli and Liu Yifei glanced at each other, slowly opened the curtain, and retreated back to the studio.

You look at me, I look at you.

"Inside...... What's going on?" Liu Yifei looked at the studio with some incomprehension, what happened?

"Dazzled? Zhongli came up with a plan that could be implemented.

The two nodded in unison, and pushed open the army-green curtain again, their eyes still burning.

"Let's work, what are we doing?!Who will look at the deduction of wages!" finally showed the courage of the director and roared.

The scene immediately exploded, like a pot of boiling water, with the addition of chili noodles, spicy soup vinegar and shoe insoles, and the juice splashed everywhere with a complex and incomprehensible taste.

"Director, how did you do it when you told people to die? Teach me! I'll ask you to wash your feet!" Ning Hao ran over quickly with his mobile phone, with unbelievable admiration and adoration on his face.

"Director, how did those seven grandpas Mao shake them? I didn't shake them out all night......" Zhang Yida yawned and leaned over, with two thick dark circles on his face, like a tired ghost.

"Director, it's all blown up on the Internet, and everyone in the post bar says that you have superpowers, and the number of people in Zhongli Bar has surpassed that of Emperor Bar..."

"Stop, stop, one by one, and make it clear. "

Zhongli's brain hurt from the noise of the complex and chaotic voices, and he only vaguely heard who died.

"Who's dead?" Zhongli asked.

"Wen Ziren, Wen Ziren, director!" Liu Shishi said excitedly, "That old guy took the dog to the park for a walk yesterday, and it was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a thunderstorm blew him to death on a dry day!".

"Who is Wen Ziren?" Zhongli's expression was a little dazed, he really didn't know about this.

His mobile phone has always been only accessible to a few people, and he hasn't received any messages.

Wen Ziren: Which cat and dog is this?

"Wen Ziren is the chairman of the color committee, director, just what you said yesterday. "

"You said that those who engage in shady scenes should be damned, I said it at 11:26:52 in the morning, and Wen Ziren was killed by lightning at 11:27!".

"What?" Zhongli was stunned.

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