I really just want to retire

The opening ceremony was held on the day of joining the crew. Assistant Xiao Qi finally ended his work mode of working for two days and taking three days off. He followed Fu Zizhan all the way to the station where the crew was stationed. My mother no longer had to worry about his workplace crisis.

It was a beautiful day, the sky was blue, the sun was high, and although it was useless, it was still cold outside.

After cleaning up in the surrounding hotels, a group of people rushed to the site of the opening ceremony, and Qi Haoyan was waiting at Fu Zizhan's gate early.

This person who is obviously busy like a spinning top all year round seems to never feel tired and always has something to say.

Wen Zheyan was also among the people who passed by, that Fu Zizhan listened to other people's songs but didn't recognize him face to face. The album he said he would give away during the audition has finally seen his true colors this time. Fu Zizhan is polite. After thanking him, he took it. Although he no longer needed it, he bought it by himself a long time ago. When someone delivered the album, no matter how much pension he had, he would lose it.

On the way to the scene, there are many people of all kinds. There are crews in Hengdian filming place 360 ​​days a year.

Just when they were about to arrive, there was a huge shout suddenly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Except for the screams being a bit loud, there wasn't much genuine fear in them.

Fu Zizhan and the others passing by looked sideways. The scene over there was a bit chaotic, and some people were running away crazily.

Wen Zheyan on the side chattered about the gossip he had learned, "I heard a brother from the prop team say that our crew is shooting a ghost movie next door, so it's true."

Qi Haoyan answered the words, and commented seriously, "That little brother can't get a good performance. If I say this kind of thing, it should be filmed at night. The effect will definitely be different."

Fu Zizhan didn't speak, he seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact he was listening to the chatter of his own system.

He sighed vaguely, "You haven't made a ghost film yet", neither now nor before.

Fu Zizhan said calmly, "So?"

He continued to sigh with emotion, "So it's really a pity", that's what I said, but the tone of regret was somewhat contrived.

Fu Zizhan clicked his tongue lightly, "Speak human words"

"I want to take a closer look." The mechanical voice did not pause.

The boring system ignited raging curiosity, and he didn't know whether the ghost movies shot on the spot were much different from the ones he saw on TV.

Fu Zizhan: "..."

Q: What should I do if the home system is too busy?Is there something to keep it busy?

Otherwise, some human beings may ignite unnecessary jealousy because of being too busy with work, so that they do things like assassinate the system in the middle of the night.

The dubious with extremely strong sense of crisis shut his mouth in an instant, his life is at stake.

The opening ceremony was the same, and after the pilgrimage, the filming work was on the right track.

Fu Zizhan, who thought he might have to wait a long time on the set, was told to shoot the first one before he even started putting on makeup.

Fu Zizhan, who was holding the script, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. Under normal circumstances, the first one must be done once in order to win a good fortune, so it will not be a difficult plot.

Obviously, judging from the current situation, Director Chen is not an ordinary person. He was ready to play a king bomb at the beginning of the game, and he didn't care about the winning or not. He just wanted to shoot this one.

After a long time for makeup and hair, finally ushered in the first filming. Fu Zizhan's partner is an old man named Zhou Long, who has decades of acting career and is a well-deserved old artist.

The first scene is in a teahouse. The character played by Zhou Long is an old man named Song Jiang, who sits opposite Lu Yingzhuo played by Fu Zizhan.

The director obviously hadn't called out yet, but the auras of the two were completely different before, and the people watching the excitement gradually became quieter.

As soon as the sound started, there were only the voices of two people talking back and forth. It was obviously an extremely contradictory scene, but the tone was extremely calm. Only the eyes of the two sides were filled with undercurrents, like a scene on the roof at night. The martial arts masters who fought against each other were deadly with their swords.

The eyes of the rest of the actors who were watching the excitement gradually became serious, as if they were studying, pondering, thinking about everything.

Accompanied by the director's "click", the silent atmosphere was gradually broken. Fu Zizhan sat on his seat and took a deep breath. He hadn't experienced this feeling of being brought into the play for a long time. An old artist, if he is not careful, he will be suppressed. It is obviously not an intense drama, but he is inexplicably excited now, as if he can still work passionately in this circle for more than ten years.

The arm placed on the table was patted lightly, Zhou Long's eyes were full of appreciation, and he smiled lightly: "Young man is not bad."

Fu Zizhan also laughed, "Teacher Zhou is too much."

After a friendly exchange between the old and the young, the person who felt his blood boiled just now took the thermos cup handed over by Xiao Qi, put on the blanket and shook the small chair, and instantly returned to the uncle mode.

Passionate to work for another ten years?

It was just a momentary illusion.

impossible!Impossible to kill!

The next scene was not his play, Fu Zizhan shook his little chair, and suddenly there was another chair beside him, it was senior Zhou Long, probably because he felt that the younger generation was formidable, which made him want to know more about this young man.

Fu Zizhan continued to speak naturally, but his eyes couldn't help but want to glance at the other party's hand. The big hand had already put on gloves at the moment, and what was held in the palm of the glove was a glass of cold water. Mineral water, the other party drank very vigorously just now.

However, at this moment the outside temperature is below zero.

Fu Zizhan's teeth trembled uncontrollably, this Mr. Zhou is a bit hardcore~

Wearing the thickest down jacket and drinking the coldest water, I don't know whether the other party is cold or hot for a while.

Probably Fu Zizhan's eyes were too obvious, which made Mr. Zhou smile, "It's good to be old."

Fu Zizhan: "..."

Yeah?He suddenly didn't understand the concept of being old, and Xiao Qi behind him also showed a puzzled look that he really didn't study too much.

Mr. Zhou, who claimed to be able to drink it when he was old, moved the topic to the water. He enthusiastically sold it to Fu Zizhan, "Would you like some? I'll ask Xiao Li to bring another bottle. It's all boiled and cool. My old lady Every day, you want me to drink boiled water."

Fu Zizhan twitched the corner of his eyes, politely declined, he was not good at this for the time being.

Mr. Zhou, who didn't sell it, had a kind of regret that you don't know the goods on his face.

Teacher Zhou, who was full of regrets, was called away by Director Chen to give a lecture in a short while, and the positions next to Fu Zizhan were replaced by Qi Haoyan and Wen Zheyan who had returned from somewhere.

Qi Haoyan looked gossipy, "I just saw Mr. Zhou's assistant carry a box of ice water. There is no need for a refrigerator in this weather."

Fu Zizhan looked sideways, "Oh? You seem to understand it very well?" His tone was not surprising at all, as if he was used to it.

Qi Haoyan looked in the direction where Teacher Zhou was, "I was lucky enough to take part in a play. Teacher Zhou never left his hands in ice water all the year round. He seems to have won the championship of the winter swimming competition for the elderly in our city two years ago."

Fu Zizhan: "..."

Too hardcore, he lost.

After Qi Haoyan finished gossip, he stared at Fu Zizhan's thermos cup and shook his head, "Brother Fu, you are a bit out of order, you have to be like Teacher Zhou."

Fu Zizhan glanced at the other party, and said in a calm tone, "You throw away the thermos in your hand and say this more convincingly."

Wen Zheyan, Xiao Qi and others on the side burst into a smile, and Qi Haoyan curled his lips, "Wait for another two months! I'll definitely throw it away!"

In the sub-zero temperature, he was just an ordinary person who grew up under the cold wind.

In the lively and bustling room, the filming continued step by step.

In the past few days, it was the turn of the concentrated scene in the kitchen. Fu Zizhan, who felt that the boxed lunch was not delicious, used props and ingredients to add food to himself.

It's just that from time to time someone will come to snatch the props that have been made from him, such as at this moment...

Fu Zizhan stood and listened to director Chen talking about the play. Some directors said that the movements could be changed a little bit, but they had already quietly pulled away half a plate of chicken wings from him.

Dao Chen, who finished grilling the chicken wings, announced seriously, "Okay, the box lunches are here, let's eat first, and I'll shoot this afternoon, Zi Zhan, you can think about what I said."

Fu Zizhan watched as the other party took away half a plate of chicken wings: "..."

Half of the chicken wings are missing, so I don't want to think about it.

With director Chen's natural acting skills, he can hire any other actors, and he can do it himself, and it can save a lot of money. The saved money can just be used to improve the crew's food.

During the lunch break, Fu Zizhan ate the boxed lunch brought back by Xiao Qi. While eating, he had to guard against some people stealing chicken wings, such as those who had already eaten one and tried to pick up a second one.

Qi Haoyan, who was hit with chopsticks, felt aggrieved, "Stingy!"

Fu Zizhan said straightforwardly, "You can also eat what you make yourself", all of them are people who play a lot in the kitchen.

Qi Haoyan: "..."

Then there is no need, he still wants to live a few more years, and it would be too unfair to die by his own hands.

The conversation among the people gathered around the meal changed extremely quickly. One second they were talking about global warming and the economic crisis, and the next second they started gossiping. There was a pig in their hometown that gave birth to twenty or thirty piglets. The neighbors and aunts were very happy. Danced and kissed the pig, the neighbor's uncle was jealous all day, and said that he was not as good as a pig.

Now the topic of chatting turned to the crew next door again, and the person who brought up the topic was Xiao Ke, Wen Zheyan's assistant.

Xiao Ke looked mysterious, and deliberately lowered his voice. The food in his mouth hadn't been swallowed, which made his voice a little vague, "I heard from my friend that the crew next door...is haunted."

Qi Haoyan, a gossip student, suddenly regained his energy. He didn't even eat, his eyes lit up like light bulbs, "Is it true? How do you know?"

Xiao Ke moved a little closer in Qi Haoyan's direction, "Of course it's true! My friend is working as an extra in the crew next door, and he just told me this morning."

"He said that a few days ago, a crow suddenly appeared on the biggest tree in the yard. It stood there motionless and stared at them. It scattered food on the ground without eating it, and shook the tree vigorously They don’t even fly away, you say there’s no bird that won’t fly away even after shaking the tree.”

"So, they are all saying, that crow, maybe... that changed", Xiao Ke trembled when he said this.

Xiao Qi on the side put down his lunch box and rubbed his arm, "Huh... so mysterious?"

"Isn't it~"

A group of people were chatting enthusiastically, and they didn't notice that Fu Zizhan, who was next to him, froze when he was eating.