There are immortals at home [entertainment circle]

Zhuo Fan remembered that when he first saw Le Luo last night, Le Luo was indeed holding a piano, but when Le Luo threw himself on him, the piano disappeared again.

"Have you looked carefully?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"It ran away by itself." Le Luo said.

"Run away?" Zhuo Fan was taken aback, could Qin grow two legs and run away by herself?

"Run away." Le Luo repeated it affirmatively.

Although "Thousands of Machines" did not mention that Tianyan Qin has other forms, but thinking that anything can happen in fantasy novels, it is probably normal for a piano to grow two legs and run away, so Zhuo Fan had to hurry Getting up from the sofa, he searched the whole house before it was too late, but he still couldn't find the piano.

Finally, his eyes fell on the window. He didn't close the window last night. Could it be that the piano ran out of the window?

"Tu'er, what are you thinking?" Le Luo stared at Zhuo Fan's face.

Looking at Le Luo's blank expression, Zhuo Fan thought he would see an anxious expression on Le Luo's face, but he didn't see it at all.

"I was wondering where that piano is." Zhuo Fan replied.

"Is there anything you need to do?" Le Luo asked.

"I'm going to the set later." Zhuo Fan said.

"Then look for it in your spare time." Le Luo's tone was very relaxed, as if she had lost something important.

Although he didn't know where the piano was, it seemed useless to be anxious, so Zhuo Fan decided to have breakfast first.

"I'll go to work after breakfast, and you will stay at home then." Zhuo Fan looked at the time, and there was still half an hour before he left for the set.

"Breakfast?" Le Luo murmured.

"It's breakfast." Zhuo Fan remembered that Le Luo's language habits were somewhat different from those of modern people, so he changed the word.

"As a teacher, I used to prepare Yulu fairy fruit for my disciples every morning, but there seems to be no fairy fruit within a hundred miles." Le Luo followed Zhuo Fan to the kitchen curiously, and saw Zhuo Fan go to get noodles and oil and salt .

"Do you want to eat it?" Zhuo Fan took out the noodles and asked Le Luo, not sure if a fairy like Le Luo needed breakfast.

The off-white vermicelli smelled like grains. Le Luo took a closer look and smelled it. Although the immortals had long since devoured the grain, it was not impossible for them to eat. Of course, Le Luo also wanted to try the things that Tuer wanted to eat, so He should say: "It is necessary to be a teacher."

So Zhuo Fan boiled water, made noodles, beat eggs, put oil and salt... His movements are very neat, and his tall and straight figure does not feel uncoordinated even if he wears an apron. They are all in charge, but occasionally when he has time to rest, he will cook by himself. Even Lu Jingxi has teased him before, saying that just by looking at his handsome and stylish appearance, he would never guess that he is a family type man.

Soon the noodles were cooked, Zhuo Fan turned off the fire and put the noodles in a bowl.

"How did the fire ignite?" Le Luo looked at the gas stove curiously. Just now he saw Zhuo Fan twist the round thing, and the fire started, and now he twisted it, and the fire went out again.

But he obviously didn't feel that Zhuo Fan used Xianli.

"This is called a gas stove. It's very dangerous. Don't touch it at home." Zhuo Fan felt that he had to find some time to educate Le Luo about these household appliances.

"Dangerous?" Le Luo raised his hand in confusion, and a small flame ignited in his palm, "Is the fire dangerous?"

"Put out the fire and go have breakfast." Zhuo Fan grasped Le Luo's wrist, and Le Luo was restrained by the power of the immortal, and the flame in his palm was naturally extinguished.

"Xianli as a teacher..." Le Luo finally realized that as long as Zhuo Fan touched him, his immortal power could not be used. After a short period of doubt, he saw Zhuo Fan walking out of the kitchen with noodles, and immediately put his doubts to rest. Throw it away, and follow Zhuo Fan out.

A simple breakfast, with an egg beaten on top of the noodles, sprinkled with chopped green onion and sesame oil, already smells very good.

Le Luo sat at the dinner table and stared at the face in front of him. Originally, he wanted to use Xianli to raise the noodles directly, but when he saw Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan didn't need to use Xianli, he just held two slender sticks You can eat without any effort.

Ordinary people call those two sticks chopsticks.

Le Luo carefully observed Zhuo Fan's movements, and learned to pick up the noodles with chopsticks. The fragrant noodles were sent into the shell-like teeth, then chewed, and then swallowed.

Zhuo Fan finished eating, and when he saw Le Luo, Le Luo had also finished eating.

"I'll probably come back at night." Zhuo Fan finished packing the dishes and was about to go out. Before leaving, he thought of something and added, "Also, you are not allowed to use Xianli at home."

The door is closed.

Le Luo looked at the quiet home, walked to the window after a while, and saw Zhuo Fan leaving downstairs, and suddenly remembered that although Zhuo Fan forbade him to use Xianli here, he did not forbid him to use it outside Xianli.

Xindu Film and Television City is located in the suburbs of Xindu, where the crew of "Thousand Machines" rented a venue for filming.

Because the land price in Xindu is relatively high, there is not much greenery in the film and television city. Instead, various buildings commonly used for filming are built to maximize profits, and some small scenery are added around it.

However, the movie "A Thousand Machines" still has many magnificent scenes that cannot be shot here. Whether to use green screen plus computer special effects or use live-action shooting to complete those scenes, the crew weighed the cost and expectations. After the shooting effect, I decided to go to Xiling for real shooting in the later stage of shooting, and I took this as one of the selling points of the movie by the way.

When Zhuo Fan came to the set, Ren Hang was on the phone, and his expression was still a little anxious.

"Haven't everyone come yet?" Zhuo Fan walked over.

"Xu Yunyang seems to have something to do temporarily, I don't know if he will come today." Ren Hang put down the phone with a helpless expression on his face.

He is just a rookie director, and he doesn't have any works to show off, so he is really soft-spoken.

"Or something just happened to happen." Zhuo Fan said.

After waiting for half an hour, Zhuo Fan remembered that Xu Yunyang had left a phone number for him last time, so he walked aside and made a call.

After a while, Xu Yunyang answered the phone.

"...Zhuofan? What's the matter?" Xu Yunyang asked.

"Are you here to film today?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"I'm a bit inconvenient right now...I'm catching mice..." Xu Yunyang was talking, when there was a sudden noise of chickens and dogs jumping over there, and then the phone slammed, and the phone hung up.

To catch a mouse?

Zhuo Fan stared at the phone, and no one answered when he called again. After waiting for a long time, Xu Yunyang called back again.

"I caught the mouse, I'll go to the set later." Xu Yunyang said out of breath.