Feng Mang

At 06:30 in the morning, just after dawn, the gate of Beijing Film Studio was crowded with extras who came to wait for the show.Almost all men, and all of them are very rustic.Some of them stood on tiptoes and looked around anxiously, some wandered around with dazed eyes, and some got together to fight landlords to pass the time...

only one person.

He sat on a ponytail calmly and calmly, with all his hair combed back and tied into a windy bunny tail.In the winter, I only wore a white shirt with a floral collar and a pair of jeans with holes.Looking youthful and slovenly, but doing something completely out of tune - looking at the picture.

"Master, I admire you very much. I heard that you are an old god, and the marriage is very accurate! I came here by train from Tieling to find you. I didn't expect you to be so young!"

Han Dong had an unfathomable expression, "The depth of Taoism does not depend on age, but on understanding."

"Yes, yes, the master is right, a layman like me doesn't understand anything. But I wonder, why do you look at people in such a chaotic place?"

Han Dong quietly spit out three words, "Down to earth."

"Hahaha...Then master, please help me to see if my marriage can be happy for the rest of my life?"

Han Dong squinted his eyes and took a closer look. This man has horizontal stripes on his mountain roots and dark spots on his left side. He is destined for divorce!Wanted to think so, but he couldn't say it.Because this man's eyelids are thin, his face is short, his mouth is small and tight, and he looks grinning, but in fact he is sensitive, fragile and narrow-minded.If you really want to say that, what if you don’t give me money?

"You and your lover will be together for a lifetime." Han Dong said sincerely.

Unexpectedly, the expression of the middle-aged man who was still respectful just now changed suddenly when he heard this, "You mean I can't leave that prodigal old woman anymore?"

Han Dong, "..."

The sensitive and fragile middle-aged man really began to gear up, "I have endured her for most of my life. I put a kitchen knife around my neck for the divorce, and she just refused to leave! I wanted to come here for peace of mind, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you One sentence cut off my happiness for the rest of my life!"

Han Dong roared in his heart: You should have said it earlier! !

"There is something to discuss." Han Dong was very polite.

The middle-aged man became even angrier, "Can you still negotiate with me?"

Han Dong was about to explain, when he suddenly saw the actor coming out of the gate of Beijing Film Studio, and wanted to "assign work"!Han Dong's poise of a master disappeared immediately, and he picked up the Maza and rushed over there.

The middle-aged man grabbed him, "What are you doing? Do you still want to run?"

"Give up! I have to go to the show."

"Take the show? So you are an actor! All right! Use me to practice, right?"

"Who used you to practice? I'm a part-time job! Part-time jobs understand?"

"I've never heard of a part-time actor who looks at the physiognomy!"

"What's wrong with the physiognomy? Can't the physiognomist pursue his dreams?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, "Look at you, you are still dreaming? I think you are a charlatan! If I don't beat you up today, this train ticket will be bought for nothing!"