Zombie catches ghosts daily

"Director, do you want to invite someone over again?" The assistant director looked around the crew, always feeling cloudy, "I know a master from Hong Kong, Xiao Zang has been here for so long and still has problems..."

Zhang Xiaozhuan stood in the distance and looked at the assistant director, saying that he couldn't do it.

Director Zhang was a little hesitant, and the assistant director was talking about the progress of the play. Seeing people shaken, he quickly dialed the phone number of the master he knew, and explained the situation of the crew with the external voice on, "...Yes, it has been a month. There was an accident here, and I couldn’t solve it even though I invited a seat.”

"Yes, yes, I should look for you first. I know the rules of this business, and I'm not a big shot. I'm a starlet who works part-time, Zhang Xiaojiang..."

The receiver fell silent for a while, and the assistant director didn't know what he said to offend the master over there. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the master's deep voice: "The Zhang Xiaozang you mentioned is a closed disciple of the Zhang family in Jiangsu, you are making fun of me ?"

"If he can't solve it, don't look for someone else."

There was a burst of blind tone on the receiver, obviously the Hong Kong master had hung up mercilessly.

The assistant director held the phone in a daze for a while, maybe he didn't expect Zhang Xiaozang to be so awesome, and he didn't see it. If he didn't know this person, he really thought it was Zhang Xiaozang's entrustment.

"It's still Xin Xiaozang." Director Zhang patted the assistant director's shoulder, and seeing that the assistant director's face was a bit embarrassed, he followed his gaze.

Zhang Xiaozang smiled and showed two small canine teeth to say hello, the assistant director smiled back awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Shouldn't Xiao Zang hear you so far away?"

Hehe, what do you think!

Sitting leisurely on the chair, Zhang Xiaozhuan was folding a small paper crane in his hands. He was skillful, obviously in a good mood, humming a song with a smile on his face, after a while the paper crane was folded, but in the next moment he It ignited.

And the assistant director who was busy in the distance suddenly covered his head.

"what happened?"

"It looks like someone is pulling my hair."

The assistant director looked around and saw nothing, scratched his head and continued working.

When Fang Hui came over with the snacks, he saw the little ancestor smiling. Usually this smile is just after doing something bad.

Who is unlucky again?

Zhang Xiaozang has a good nose, and Fang Hui smelled the fragrance before he got close. He stretched out his hand and squeezed a chestnut out of the paper bag. The chestnut was slightly smaller, slightly browned when fried, and had a sweet honey smell. , Crack open, the chestnuts taste very sweet.

"good to eat."

Fang Hui tasted it when he bought it, and Zhang Xiaozang praised the chestnuts as much as he praised him, "The old people in the village fried it, this one is the best."

After the crew arrived in the village, they usually asked the villagers to buy the vegetables and meat they usually ate. The old people who stayed in the village hadn’t been so lively for a long time. The dry goods fried by hand were bought by the crew when they were resting. They were cheaper and more affordable than those in the city. It's also good. Every time I buy a lot, I plan to post it home. The old man didn't expect to make money from this. Every time the crew buys more, they will give more, and they are very enthusiastic.

Now in the entire production crew, Zhang Xiaojiang may be the only one who is so leisurely and at ease. Sitting on a chair under the shade of a tree, he never stopped talking, gnawing a bag of chestnuts, eating rice sticks, watching the set from time to time, Cheng Beijing If you get stuck, just click and eat happily, especially happy, Fang Hui brings tea and snacks, life is not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Ca, Deng Kunkun's lines are wrong!"

Deng Kunkun apologized, and recalled his lines in a low voice. He was covered in mud and water in a fight scene just now, and he was in a mess. His gaze unconsciously glanced at Zhang Xiaozang, who was on the chair with his legs crossed, and his eyes darkened. Fame is not famous, somehow he got Dao Zhang's favor.

"Don't think about it so much, what role and status does he have, and what to compare with him." Deng Kunkun's agent persuaded.

When Deng Kunkun thought of Zhang Xiaozang's few shots, he felt relieved, yes, how can Zhang Xiaozang, who is not famous, compare with him!

Liu Piao returned to the village the next day, and went straight to Zhang Xiaojiang's place.

At that time, Zhang Xiaozang had just finished his meal and was going to take a nap. Cheng Beijing was also in the room. Hearing the sound of the door, Zhang Xiaozang was already nestled on the bed, too lazy to move. Cheng Beijing never thought that Zhang Xiaozang would come down to open the door, and walked straight over opened the door.

Standing outside, Liu Piao seemed to be startled by the sudden opening of the door, her shoulders trembled.

"Xiao Zang, I want to buy a talisman paper, the most expensive one." Liu Piao cut to the point.

Zhang Xiaozang, who was going to sleep on the bed, heard that he had received the money, so he sat up, not confused at all, and took out the bag containing the talisman paper from the hole in the table on his stomach, "Thirty-eight thousand."

Liu Piao took out the money without talking nonsense, took the talisman paper and the man calmed down a lot, his eyes seemed to see Cheng Beijing just now, and he said in surprise, "The actor Cheng is here too!"

Zhang Xiaozang was not polite and laughed on the bed covering his stomach. Liu Piao was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain something, but Cheng Beijing's eyes were all on Zhang Xiaozang. She couldn't say it for a while, but she felt that the actor was very kind to Zhang Xiaozang Yes, laughing like that is not angry.

"Have you laughed enough?" Cheng Beijing asked calmly while standing beside the bed with raised eyebrows.

Zhang Xiaozang restrained his smile, and said calmly: "No." He laughed again, and complained: "Old Fang also said that you are the male god in the hearts of thousands of girls, but people didn't see you at all, hahaha, or I am more palatable."

Cheng Beijing had never met someone like Zhang Xiaozang, pinching the bridge of his nose, he really had no choice but to beat him up.

"Children."

Zhang Xiaozang, who was laughing on the bed, almost put his hips on his hips and fought Cheng Beijing to the death, he was not naive.

Fang Hui came in time to prevent the little ancestor from fighting, and used a pack of snacks to say against his will that Zhang Xiaojiang was more masculine than Cheng Beijing, so he gave up.As soon as he arrived on the set, Fang Hui realized something was wrong, "Little ancestor, is the assistant director looking at you?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaozang was just being teased for being childish, and now he would gnaw on dried sweet potatoes, just like Cheng Beijing, "He said I can't do it, so I'll let him see it."

Fang Hui didn't know what to say, so he could only express his sympathy.

The next filming went smoothly until seven days later, the assistant director came to apologize with thick dark circles under her eyes. At first it was just a nightmare, and he didn't take it seriously. No night is the same, and every day is more terrifying.

The assistant director knew something was wrong, and instantly remembered the smiling face of Zhang Xiaozang in the distance when he recommended Hong Kong masters to the director last time, and knew that he had caused trouble.

After buying a piece of talisman paper, the assistant director clutched his wallet and felt distressed. The female ghost who had been working for seven days that night didn't show up anymore.

The crew didn't show up for seven days. Zhang Xiaozang rubbed his chin, feeling that this couldn't go on. In fact, he just didn't want to go out early and return late every day to follow the crew time.

If Fang Hui heard this, he would like to say that you sat on a chair and ate snacks all day long, and watched Cheng Beijing act very happily, and you didn't lose a catty of meat, so you seem to be a bit rounder?

Of course, even after hearing it, I dare not say so.

That night, Cheng Beijing saw a sneaky black shadow just after taking a shower, the figure was very similar to Zhang Xiaozang, when he was about to speak, he saw the shadow running out at a fairly fast speed.

The two short legs can run so fast, it is Zhang Xiaozhi who is quite funny.

Zhang Xiaojiang, who didn't know that he was labeled with short legs, finally arrived at a place where no one was around. The moonlight was very bright. He took out his bag for a long time before he found a black business card. A figure appeared on the spot, a handsome man in black.

The person who came was his good friend, Hei Jingjing, the son of Uncle Heifu's black and white uncle.

"What's the matter, Xiao Zang? It's very busy down here."

As soon as Zhang Xiaozang heard it, he knew that his uncle had left the stall to go out to play again, so he didn't waste any time, and said directly, "Jingjing help me find out what happened around the Ghost Festival."

"What's it called? When did you die? Male or female?"

For the three questions, Zhang Xiaojiang could only answer: "Female."

There was silence, and Zhang Xiaozang also knew that he was cheating his friends a little bit, so he said quickly: "Jingjing, please help to find out first, it's a ghost, but it's a little different, usually it can hide your yin energy."

Hei Jingjing heard this, and thought for a while, "It's interesting, I know, I'll check it for you first, maybe it's a bit late."

"Okay." Zhang Xiaozang grabbed the chestnuts from his pocket and stuffed them into Hei Jingjing's hands, and said with a smile, "This is delicious. I'll ask you to have some skewers when I get back to the city sometime."

Hei Jingjing also wanted to go out to play, but the thought of the piles of business gave her a headache, so she could only disappear and go back to work with the chestnuts in her hands.

……

When Zhang Xiaozang opened the door and went back to the room, Cheng Beijing was sitting on the bed reading a book. Hearing the movement, he raised his head and glanced at him. Zhang Xiaozang felt that Cheng Beijing's eyes moved up and down on him, and when they reached his lap, he turned his gaze back to the book. up, but smiled.

The smile was normal, neither cold nor mocking, but Zhang Xiaojiang just felt something was wrong.

The man was laughing at him.

"why are you laughing?"

Cheng Beijing looked away from the book, looked at Zhang Xiaozang, pursed his lips and said, "You look handsome."

Zhang Xiaozang, who was about to roll up his sleeves, had his eyes bent into crescents if he had heard something unpleasant, and said, "Forget you have vision." Then he forgot to deal with Cheng Beijing, and stepped forward to fry his precious candy. The chestnuts were taken out and passed to Cheng Beijing to eat.

"I've brushed my teeth." Cheng Beijing flatly refused and continued to read.

Zhang Xiaozang was not angry either, he gnawed on the chestnuts.

Tonight is the most peaceful night for the two of them here. When Zhang Xiaozang thinks that Cheng Beijing finds him handsome, he doesn't care about anything. But as long as Cheng Beijing looks up and sees Zhang Xiaozang's legs, he thinks of disappearing. The two short legs in the night, rattling.

Like a duckling.