Does the entertainment industry still have this kind of operation?

noon.

The sun was so hot that it almost melted.

Yan Zhen held a cattail fan to block the sun, and delivered food on a small tricycle.

This takeaway was ordered by a crew. The crew is remote and the road leading there is bumpy.

Yan Zhen came all the way, sweating profusely.

Her back was drenched with sweat, which was incompatible with the image of the shooting base. The security guard questioned her for an hour before she was willing to let her into the base.

The road inside is narrow, and small tricycles cannot ride in.

She jumped out of the car and walked, and just took two steps when she felt someone rushing towards her.

Yan Zhen hurried out of the way.

The man was in vain, but he was not discouraged, and turned to grab Yan Zhen's sleeve.

Yan Zhen subconsciously wanted to shake off.

Unexpectedly, the man burst into tears and asked loudly, "Where is my child? Where is my child?"

Yan Zhen was stunned for a while, staring at the man.

Tears fell from the man's eyes.

After seeing Yan Zhen looking at her, she wiped away her tears and quickly took out a photo from her pocket.

The innocent smile of a little girl is reflected in the photo.

Yan Zhen leaned over to take a look, and asked, "Is this your daughter?"

The man nodded, then dropped to his knees.

He hugged Yan Zhen's thigh and cried, "Master, please save my child, please!"

Yan Zhen froze for a moment.

She does understand metaphysics, and can be said to be proficient in metaphysics.

Because she used to be one of the national teachers of the Dafeng Kingdom, but after a war, her body was wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into the forest. Her soul wandered around, and she returned to this era with her corpse a year ago.

But I have always kept a low profile, never expecting that someone would recognize that I can calculate the position.

So Yan Zhen looked at the man's face carefully and asked, "What's wrong with your daughter?"

The man choked with sobs: "Master, have you forgotten... She was abducted and trafficked, and the police searched for a long time but couldn't find her..."

Immediately looking at Yan Zhen, he shouted heart-rendingly, "I just ask Master to make a calculation and help me find out where my child is! As long as you help me find the child, I will give you my life."

Yan Zhen lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, your daughter is destined to be rich and healthy, and her life will be smooth and smooth, so it stands to reason that she will not be trafficked."

The man froze for a while.

Yan Zhen said again: "And this person should not be your own daughter. You have a bad temper. After the age of 30, you gradually stabilized and raised a son with someone. The son is naughty..." She paused, "In short, you There is no life to give birth to a daughter."

So who is this little girl in the photo?

Yan Zhen wanted to take a closer look, but was stopped by the man.

The man asked, "Can I really have a son?"

Yan Zhen also sat on the ground and asked the man to hold out his hand.

The woman held out her hand to Yan Zhen.

After observing, Yan Zhen said to her: "Your family background is good and your ears are soft, so you often listen to villains, bully your classmates in school, and do a lot of bad things. This matter has been improved until university, and that When you accumulate bad luck, you will not be able to work smoothly after graduation, and you will not be able to have children."

The woman was surprised: "Who told you?!"

"It's written on your face." Yan Zhen continued after replying, "Whether it's palmistry or face reading, the relationship between you and that little girl is too thin, it's hard to figure out where that little girl is now,— — Why don’t you test a word?”

Holding the pen, the woman hesitated for a long time and wrote the word "fate".

Yan Zhen looked at it and concluded, "This is not your biological daughter. I'm afraid someone dropped her bag at birth. It's better to have an appraisal when you have time."

There was a sudden burst of laughter from the blue curtain next to him.

"Of course this is not her biological daughter. Everyone knows that the two are not related by blood. Whoever found it? This is, the group performers in the countryside are also funny."

As the voice fell, a person carrying a camera came out from behind the curtain.

The woman who was kneeling and crying before walked over and shouted excitedly: "Director Wang!"

Director Wang threw the camera on the ground and asked Yan Zhen, "Hey, newcomer?"

Yan Zhen shook her head: "I'm delivering food."

Director Wang's eyes widened: "Deliver food? What kind of trouble is the food delivery man coming in! What about the security guards, don't let the food delivery man in from now on!"

Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, then lifted the bag in his hand: "Are you guys not eating?"

Director Wang snatched the bag: "I want you to take care of it!"

He was very happy to see the big box of meals.

I live in this broken place that attracts mosquitoes, and I haven't seen meat for several days.

He casually looked down at the face on the bag, and vaguely saw the word "Zhao".

Director Wang was stunned, rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again.

Seeing the full name of the ordering customer, I was instantly terrified.

"This was not ordered by our crew! You went to the wrong place! It's from the shed next door, so hurry up and send it there, don't let it get cold."

After speaking, he waved his hand again and called the woman before him: "Lu Ming, get ready, the filming will start in half an hour."

Lu Ming stuffed the photo of the little girl into his pocket and said, "Got it."

After Director Wang finished speaking, he opened the curtain and went in. A puff of white smoke came out of the room, accompanied by air-conditioning.

Yan Zhen shaded the sun with his hand, and walked to the shed next door.

Taking advantage of the half-hour break, Lu Ming asked Yan Zhen, "Are you delivering food?"

Yan Zhen nodded.

Lu Ming asked, "How do you know what happened to me before?"

Yan Zhen replied, "You can tell by your face."

"The little girl in the photo is not my own daughter, you can see it too?"

Lu Ming was very curious.

She is just an [-]th-tier actress. Although she entered the industry early, after so many years, she still can only play tricks.

This time, she was lucky and won the role of female supporting role. In order to get ahead with this role, she studied the script day and night, and from time to time, she played against the group performers near the venue.

Today's game was a surprise.

When Yan Zhen ran in front of her, she happened to take out the photo in her hand, and when the sense of drama came up, she rushed directly to perform the climax scene.

This scene is about the scene where the hostess lost her soul when her mother lost the hostess.

Lu Ming didn't know how well he was acting, but when he played against the person in front of him, he felt extremely real.

No one would believe it, but she was brought into the play by this delivery girl.

Lu Ming was a little absorbed in thinking, and was even ready to accept Yan Zhen's statement that "I'm actually a top student of Beijing Film Academy".

But he didn't expect Yan Zhen to say: "That's right, your fates don't match, and your looks are even farther apart."

Lu Ming was quiet for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Just talk nonsense, you must be my die-hard fan."

Yan Zhen asked, "What is iron powder?"

"It's a die-hard fan, you country girl, why don't you understand this." Lu Ming replied, "Because you are my die-hard fan, so you know my affairs so well, yes, it must be so."

Yan Zhen glanced at her: "If thinking this way makes you happy, then pretend it is."

Lu Ming disdained: "What pretense, in the 21st century, magic sticks have no future."

The two came to an intersection.

Yan Zhen doesn't know the way.

She glanced at the takeaway in her hand and asked Lu Ming, "Do you know where Zhao Baoshang is?"

"Aren't you a magic stick? Why don't you figure it out yourself—" Lu Ming suddenly got stuck and asked again, "Who did you just talk about?"

Yan Zhen cast a disgusted look at Lu Ming, and repeated: "Ms. Zhao Baoshang."

"She ordered takeaway?!" Lu Ming obviously didn't believe it.

Yan Zhen confirmed the name of the takeaway list: "It says her name."

It took Lu Ming a long time to accept this information, and then pointed to the south: "Go to the end."

"Thank you." Yan Zhen said, she took two steps and stopped suddenly.

"What are you doing? Don't send it over yet." Lu Ming urged from behind.

Yan Zhen turned around and said to Lu Ming: "If there is a scene of jumping off a cliff today, remember to check if there is any problem with the equipment."

Lu Ming laughed out loud: "He said he wasn't a big fan of me, he really cared about me enough. Don't worry, I don't have a role in jumping off a cliff."

Yan Zhen: "Hehe."

The two parted, and Yan Zhen walked slowly to deliver food.

Lu Ming returned to the crew, ready to start filming.

Unexpectedly, Director Wang yelled at her not far away: "Lu Ming, you are ready to take a shot of jumping off a cliff and committing suicide later."

Lu Ming was stunned: "You want to jump off a cliff?"

Director Wang walked over with his slippers on and threw a piece of clothing to her: "That's right, I asked the neighbor next door to borrow a costume, and I can use it today."

Lu Ming suddenly thought of what Yan Zhen said, and a lot of thoughts flashed into his mind.

This is a temporary addition.

Except for Wang Dao, who was on a whim, no one knew that today's filming would be about jumping off a cliff.

How did the takeaway girl know?

Could it be that something really happened when jumping off a cliff? !

Mmp won't die by himself.

Lu Ming paid more attention to the shooting, and was extremely cautious when shooting. Before stepping on the ground, he would check it to prevent stepping on the air.

When she was about to jump down the hill at the end, she always felt uneasy and asked to check the wire used by the crew.

Director Wang was impatient.

But Lu Ming asked repeatedly, so he had no choice but to check.

It turned out that this inspection really went wrong.

The crew fell silent for a moment.

No one dared to speak. Everyone looked at the wire that had been broken several times. Some of them were pale, while others were burning hot.

Lu Ming was the same, but unlike others, she was more frightened than frightened.

At this moment, all she can think of is disbelief: That rustic takeaway girl, don't be a real master.

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

The combination of fortune-telling + acting, and the parts involving professional content are all made up by me.

(I apologize for the delay in opening a new pit, because I have been working in a sweatshop, making everyone wait for QAQ for a long time)