Feng Mang

On the day of the third day of the new year, when most people were still busy with relatives, the crew of the Han Dong crew flew to Spain, the second location, and started shooting for half a month.

Due to the weather, the filming was delayed for almost a week, and the closing time was March.

On the day of returning to China, Wang Zhongding picked up the plane himself, and at a glance, searched Han Dong's highly recognizable figure from the vast crowd.

"Hey, here!" Erlei shouted at Han Dong.

Han Dong used his fastest reaction speed. After everyone greeted Wang Zhongding, he finally found his husband and rushed over with a luggage cart.

"I want to die!" Han Dong vigorously gave Wang Zhongding a bear hug and said in a weeping voice, "That day I dreamed that your JB was pinched by me, and I woke up in the morning.

"Wang Zhongding," ... quite kind of pursuit.

Han Dongtian laughed shamelessly.

When he got home, he couldn't wait to open the suitcase.

While pouring out, he said, "I brought you a lot of things, Nobel, ham, dried fruit, and wine ..." As he said, a pair of small hands reached out.

Han Dong held it down and deliberately rebuked: "Is it bought for you? You just take it randomly.

"Xixi smiled," I introduced "Stealing Shadows" to my classmates, and they were all very mini.

"Okay, take away and eat."

Han Dong turned out a beautiful box out of the ragged clothes and socks. The clothes in the box were stacked regularly, which fully showed that Han Dong attached great importance to Wang Zhongding.

"This dress was made by Bryce, Spain's most famous designer. I was only able to find her in Tocain.

how about it? Enough flavor? At first glance, Wang Zhongding saw that the whole suit was mainly "green", which really suits his temperament.

"Yes ~ even the hats are green ~" Wang Zhongding said.

"What do you know? This is a pure beach style ~ not only the hat is green, but when you wear it, you have to paint your face green, just like a beach patrolman, so handsome!" Wang Zhongding: "..." During dinner, Xixi Appearing a little appetite, small eyeballs have been turning on Han Dong's body.

"You look at this child, and finally know that you miss me, and have been staring at me since I entered the door ~" Han Dong said to Wang Zhongding, saying in a nonchalant manner.

Wang Zhongding's glance at the West should not be so simple.

Sure enough, Xixi took his chopsticks a short time later, and his two small hands were crossed and held, and he deliberately asked Han Dong: "You're going to live like this tonight?" "Crap, where do I live?" Han Dong said.

Xixi's face was tied, a look that was not polite to you.

"Then you should consider paying some rent?" Han Dongchun teased the child and said, "Your dad didn't ask Luo for rent with me. Why do you want it?" Unexpectedly, Xixi calmly said: "I only Is the homeowner.

"When have you become a homeowner?" "Wang Zhongding said:" I transferred the house under his name.

"During the New Year, Wang Zhongding thought a lot. He didn't plan to have any more children.

Not only because of Han Dong, but also because Xi Xi was wronged.

Although his family loves Xixi, Wang Zhongding still can't rest assured.

He was afraid that one day he would encounter an accident and that Sisi would be treated unfairly.

Therefore, in order to implement this idea and remove concerns, he transferred part of the property to Xixi in advance.

After hearing this, Han Dong deliberately asked Xixi: "Did I bring the food I brought back to you again?" Xixi's eyes were very restless, and he wanted to say, "What does this have to do with food?" It doesn't matter What? Han Dong went back to the room to see that not only the food had been eaten, but the boxes were empty! Sure enough ... "You've changed your face too quickly?" Han Dong pointed at Xixi and questioned Wang Zhongding, "You talk about, how can such a small child be so calculated?" "He didn't do that before.

"Wang Zhongding quietly returned.

Han Dong, "..." The shooting of "Feng Mang" was over half, and the time schedule was not so tight. Han Dong's "first step" strategy began to be on the agenda.

"Tomorrow there will be a leadership team. I will go to the reception and you will follow the team.

"Said Wang Zhongding.

Han Dong asked: "Which group?" "Red God of War" Han Dong guessed the name as soon as he heard it. It must be the red drama that played a ghost.

"What do I need to prepare?" "Not yet, meet the director first and see what he says.

"The next day, Han Dong went with Wang Zhongding.

The filming location of "Red God of War" was completed in the first phase of the "Chinese and Western Film and Television Base".

There are new shooting venues, and the accommodation and dining treatments are much better than the previous TV crew.

When Han Dong went, all the actors were basically in place, so he sent him this one.

The director's surname Fan, about forty years old, also signed a contract with Zhongding Company.

Good at shooting red dramas, spy war dramas, and has a relatively high reputation in the television department.

Director Fan and Han Dong talked briefly and asked him to change clothes.

As a result, when Han Dong changed his clothes, everyone in the director's group frowned.

"Why do you look so awkward?" "I also think so, I don't look like Japanese.

"" It's better than giving him a pinch of beard.

"After adding the results, there is still no improvement.

Especially with several other actors playing Japanese, Han Dong is like an undercover man lurking inside.

"Let me change into the clothes of the Eighth Route Army.

Director Fan said again.

Han Dong had to go back and change again.

As a result, after walking out for more than ten minutes, the director group's expression became more dignified.

If Han Dong played the Japanese just feeling wrong, then playing Batu can be regarded as nondescript.

"How could this happen?" Even Wang Zhongding did not expect that Han Dong would have problems with his style.

Director Fan said, "Will the modern breath on him be too strong?" Wang Zhongding was pondering, and suddenly someone came to notice: "General Manager Wang, Mr. Huang has arrived.

"Hurry in, please."

Wang Zhongding said and greeted with several other leaders of the camera crew.

The full name of Mr. Huang is Huang Tuo, who plays an important role in the army. The main character of this play is based on his grandfather.

It is better to come to inspect the class than to review it.

Wang Zhongding first led him to several important shooting venues.

"Is this the meeting room?" Huang Tuo asked.

Wang Zhongding nodded, "Yes, the 3.27 shooting was filmed here.

Huang Tuo had a quick glance and said, "This room is a bit big?" "Because we want to set aside some space for the shooting equipment, we cannot restore it 100%.

"The window is a bit wide.

"Huang Tuo still frowned.

Wang Zhongding said, "This is a question of light.

"You can't comfort the crew. The shooting conditions can be overcome. Can the historical environment be changed at will?" "Wang Zhongding immediately said to Erlei:" Write this down and go back and rebuild it. "Turning back from the shooting site, Huang Tuo and Wang Zhongding met with several main actors.

On the way, he said to director Fan: "Actresses don't paint such heavy makeup anymore. Every time I see the tortured Communist Party with false eyelashes, I feel sick.

"Okay, rest assured, we will carefully check the makeup and styling.

"Soon, the pair came to the event center, and all the actors were here.

Huang Tuo looked at them one by one, and finally settled on Han Dong's face.

"... Are you going to play the Eighth Route Army?" Han Dong saluted, and solemnly replied, "Report chief, I play the Japanese devil!" "Can you play the Japanese devil?" Huang Tuo's questioning tone let the crew The leaders were stunned. If he directly denied Han Dong, even Wang Zhongding would not be able to return to heaven.

Unexpectedly, Huang Tuo turned sharply.

"Aren't you acting as a foreign devil?" Everyone froze at the words.

Even Wang Zhongding was unexpected.

"Large curly head, deep eye socket, this is obviously a lively foreign devil!" Huang Tuo added.

Director Fan was busy pointing at Han Dong. "Hurry up and show us a look of a foreign devil.

"After five minutes, Han Dong stepped out again and everyone was taken aback.

The director ’s eyes are so good? Director Fan was embarrassed. "I said he didn't do anything right. The original problem lies here.

"That's it ~" Huang Tuo glanced at Han Dong again. "How can a Japanese have such long legs?" You asked him to act, didn't you add light to Little Japan's face? "