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Huo Zhenye went back and moved a whole load of stuff, except for his seasonal clothes, there were porridge and side dishes that Liu Ma specially made for his in-laws "Old Lady Bai".

Diced eggplant soaked in crab oil, hot and sour bamboo shoot heart, and a can of bad duck tongue.

Huo Zhenye put his arms around Mama Liu after making such a labor-intensive crab oil eggplant: "Thank you Mama Liu."

"My in-laws, just tell Mama Liu what you want to eat, and Mama Liu will make it for you." Mama Liu asked people to carry these into the car with a smile.

Just as Huo Zhenye was about to drive away, he suddenly remembered something, ran upstairs to the bathroom, opened the bathroom cabinet, and stood in front of the mirror to pick out mouthwash.

He took the dark green bottle.

French, minty, not spicy at all, Bai Zhun will definitely like it.

Driving past the department store, Huo Zhenye bought another gift for his "daughter", a music box.

Axiu held this beautiful box that could sing when she opened the lid. The inner lid was inlaid with porcelain paintings, and there was a little porcelain figure in a foreign dress dancing and spinning inside the beautiful box. She was very happy.

She was careful, opening and closing it for a while.

After closing the lid, Axiu put her ears to the lid to hear if there was still music inside.

It doesn't make a sound when it's closed, it only makes a sound when it's turned on.

Axiu kept fiddling with the box, while Bai Zhun was watching. Huo Zhenye asked him tentatively, "Do you want one too?"

"Do not want to."

That is wanting, this person is awkward to the bone, and he has to say everything in reverse.

"Then how about I find someone to come to France to order one? There are two villains in it, one you and one me, which music do you want to listen to?"

The more Huo Zhenye thought about it, the more he laughed. There are two villains, one in a suit and the other in a long gown. When they get old, they can take them out and open them up to listen to.

There was a hint of a smile in Bai Zhun's eyes, but he still didn't speak, his smile was like spring snow in February, thin and light, it melted before it touched the ground, he said coldly, "It's a child's thing."

He doesn't play these things.

Looking up and seeing a green porcelain bottle on the table, Huo Zhenye deliberately put this bottle in the most conspicuous place.

Bai Zhun was really curious, he picked it up and shook it: "What is this? Wine?"

Huo Zhenye said calmly, "It's not wine, do you want to try it?"

Bai Zhun pulled off the bottle cap, there was a peppermint aroma, just as he was about to drink it, Huo Zhenye snatched it over, "That's not how it tastes." He took a sip first, rolled it on his tongue, and spat it out into the courtyard.

Then he pushed Bai Zhun into the house.

Holding the music box, Axiu looked down at the lonely porcelain girl in the box, her joy faded, and she fiddled with the porcelain girl's umbrella.

She thought of something, and became happy again, holding the box to show Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan must have never seen this before!

As expected, Xiaoyan had never seen it before. She praised it again and again and asked Axiu, "Can I touch it?"

Axiu nodded, and Xiaoyan stretched out a finger, afraid of breaking the precious music box, she reached out to touch the porcelain painting on the box.

The music "ding ding dong dong" sounded, and Axiu watched the porcelain girl go round and round, feeling vaguely in her heart that they were the same.

She is made of porcelain, she is made of paper.

As soon as this thought came into her mind, she heard someone calling her softly: "Axiu."

Axiu raised her head, Xu Yanwen was standing in the long alley, he had lost a lot of weight, but still had a smile on his face.

When he laughed, he was different from his master and Mr. Huo.

That's how Mr. Huo smiled when he looked at his master.

There seemed to be a puddle of water in the eyes, the water was soft and warm, even if it fell into it, it would not be scary.

Xu Yanwen couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, he missed Axiu day and night, he felt strange, he and Axiu had only met five times, yet he couldn't let her go so much.

Axiu stood up, placed the music box on the corner of the wall, the iron needle scratched the copper plate, and there was a soft "ding dong ding dong".

Xu Yanwen took a tentative step forward: "Are you still angry with me?"

Axiu thought for a while, then shook her head, as long as she wasn't really thrown into the water, she wouldn't be that angry.

As soon as she shook her head, Xu Yanwen's hanging heart finally settled down. He relaxed his brows, couldn't help smiling, and handed her the picture album and storybook he bought in the past few days.

"I bought this, I think you might like it." He couldn't come to see Axiu, so he had to go to the bookstore one after another, and buy it for her when he saw something that Axiu would like.

Axiu already knew that buying things cost money, so she clicked on Xu Yanwen and told him to stand here and not move.

She wouldn't let him move, and he wouldn't move.

Axiu turned around and ran into the house, all the paper figurines in the house looked up at the sky, Axiu glanced at them and asked where their masters were?

The paper figurines lowered their heads one after another, not knowing what they knew.

Only the little titmouse spread its wings, and the master was in his own room.

As soon as Ah Xiucai walked to the door, she heard soft noises from inside. She knocked on the door twice, and Huo Zhenye opened the door after a while.

Breathing unsteadily, he wiped the corner of his lips and asked her, "What's the matter?"

He smelled mint all over his body when he spoke.

Axiu wrote a word of money, she asked for money, Huo Zhenye took out his wallet and stuffed it into Axiu's hand: "Take it yourself." After speaking, he closed the door.

Axiu ran out with her wallet, took out some money and handed it to Xu Yanwen.

Xu Yanwen took the money and smiled wryly. He knew in his heart that Axiu didn't understand, but just because he didn't understand made it harder for him to let go. He held the money and bowed his head to leave.

After walking halfway, I turned around again, and Axiu was still standing there, the music box was beeping, and the porcelain girl was circling in the wooden box.

Xu Yanwen plucked up his courage: "Can I come to you again?"

Axiu nodded.

Surrounded by pure joy, she stretched out her hand for the first time and waved to Xu Yanwen.

The actors of the Starlight Film Company were all standing in the open space outside the studio, the male actors stood in a pile, the actresses stood in a pile, some wore ancient costumes and some wore cheongsams.

An actor dressed as Miss Wu asked, "Why did Manager Guo suddenly think of doing this?"

There was an incense table on the open space, offering roasted chicken, roasted duck and water wine. Before the work started in the evening, Manager Guo asked everyone to worship God and burn incense.

Another actor yawned, and since the filming took place early in the morning, he still didn't allow anyone to sleep well at night: "Who knows, the iron cock has convulsions again."

All the actors privately call Manager Guo the iron rooster and the iron abacus, or they are stingy, anyway, there is no good thing to say about him.

There is only one good thing about Manager Guo. He doesn't like beauty, and he doesn't allow the company's actors to fall in love in private. If the director dares to express something to the actress, he will lose money.

Nothing can affect the company's business.

The other actors talked a lot, and they didn't know what happened to make the penny-pinching iron cock spend money to worship God. Only a few actors in "Flowers in the Fog" got together.

Xiao Yufang was the heroine. She was wearing the cheongsam of the costume that was hanged at the end, and stood in the corner with her shawl folded, watching Manager Guo burn tinfoil ingots after worshiping the gods.

The firelight shone on her face, and she flinched.

Another girl who played her good sister in the same play came over and said softly, "Sister Fangfang, I'm afraid, nothing will happen."

The two of them heard the conversation between Mr. Huo and Manager Guo during the day, and they were so frightened that their limbs went limp. Xiaomei held Xiao Yufang's hand and cried secretly: "I... I saw it, did you see it?"

Xiao Yufang gritted her teeth and denied it, of course she saw it, she was facing the mirror in that scene, she glanced and saw a face.

But at the time, she didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that during the filming, actors from other groups accidentally entered the painting.

Xiao Yufang held Xiaomei's hand tightly, comforting her and said, "Don't be afraid, Manager Guo is already burning paper, the expert hired by Boss Huo will definitely be fine."

They all signed long-term contracts with Xingguang Film Company. Even if they were afraid, they had to finish the film, otherwise they would not get paid, and they would have to pay the company liquidated damages.

Xiaomei wiped away her tears with a handkerchief: "Sister Fangfang, why don't you stop shooting this scene, talk to the director, and change a scene, you are a first-class actor, the director will definitely consider what you say."

Seeing her trembling with fear, Xiao Yufang calmed down a bit: "There's only one scene, just be patient and the filming will be over. I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

The starlight film company grades the actors, and the salaries are different for different levels, and even the treatment for the staff dormitory is also different.

Manager Guo said that this is an incentive mechanism. If you want to live in a big room, you should work hard to act and strive to be the leading role. If the response of a play is good, you can improve your personal treatment.

Wen Ye, the hero of "Flowers in the Fog", came over and comforted Xiaomei: "Don't be afraid, this kind of thing is not surprising."

He is a relatively well-known actor in the company. He used to belong to the repertory theater troupe. Manager Guo recruited the entire theater troupe and made several films, all of which were leading actors.

The male and female protagonists are not afraid, Xiaomei gradually stopped crying, she held Xiao Yufang's hand: "Then I will wait here for Sister Fangfang, after filming this scene, we will have supper together, and I will go to the factory gate to buy wine and vinegar balls."

Wen Ye looked at Xiaomei and smiled. He had already put on makeup, with thick eyebrows and handsome eyes. When he smiled, Xiaomei blushed: "Only you, Sister Fangfang, have it, but I don't?"

Xiaomei also laughed: "I remember Brother Wen likes to eat salted tofu flower, add more shrimp skin instead of chopped green onion."

Manager Guo burned incense and asked the actors to worship with incense.

After burning the incense, he lectured the actors again: "The company can find a way to solve any problems. Everyone works hard to film and strive to be the leading actor."

Several dramas were filmed scattered.

"Flowers in the Fog" only had the last scene, and it was arranged in the smallest studio with big lights on.

The director of this film has already started work in another group, leaving behind an assistant cameraman, anyway, the scenes are all shot, just make up those few frames.

There are only three or four staff members and male and female leading actors, and even Xiaomei has to play the role of her daughter in another play.

Xiao Yufang walked to the center of the set, the ropes and chairs were ready, she peeked at the paper dresser, and said hello softly: "I'm sorry, I'll burn it for you after the filming is over."

The boarder picked up the board, Xiao Yufang stood in the middle of the set, she lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes were wet with tears as she became emotional.

"Turn on!"

The dancer played by Xiao Yufang fell to the ground and cried bitterly, crying that the world was unfair to her. Wen Ye watched her act beside the director, and her emotions became more and more in place, even better than the last shooting.

Wen Ye nodded in approval, Xiao Yufang had acted to the point where the heroine had lost all hope, stepped onto the chair with one step, held the rope tightly with both hands and shed the last tear for the camera.

Xiao Yufang stopped, and the staff put ropes around her armpits, hoisted her up, held her from above, and took a close-up of her feet to call it a day.

The paper dressing table suddenly ignited and spontaneously ignited.

Everyone was stunned, Xiao Yufang was screaming in panic, she accidentally kicked over the chair, her body was hung up and dangling around, getting higher and higher.

Wen Ye rushed forward and grabbed her ankle, Xiao Yufang fell from the air and fell to the ground.

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