Relying on Liang

At nightfall, after staying in the desert for a day, the crew of "Tang Dao" drove back to the hotel where they stayed in downtown Dubai after finishing the whole day's filming.

Due to the large number of crew members, the director, actors and other staff stayed in several different hotels.After Zhong Yunqing said goodbye to his assistant Zhou Beibei, he continued to take the elevator up until he reached the 95th floor of the Burj Khalifa.

Lei Zhen bought a whole set of his private apartment there. He didn't go abroad to pay a sky-high price for such a house that he couldn't live in twice a year. It can only be said that ordinary people will never understand the brutality of local tyrants.

Zhong Yunqing entered the door, and the intelligent sensor light in the entrance automatically turned on.

He first looked around and found no one, so he let out a sigh of relief or disappointment.Taking off his shoes, Zhong Yunqing stepped on the heated floor with his bare feet, first went inside and out, and opened the doors of Lei Zhen's bedroom and study room. Lights lit up while he was walking. Finally, Zhong Yunqing Er stopped in the middle of the empty living room, looking slightly disappointed.

"Hmph... Careful, cheapskate!"

A man talking to himself in the air, no matter what Zhong Er said, he could still clearly feel that Lei Zhen was angry about what happened that afternoon when he first arrived in Dubai.I didn't reason first, a man dared to act boldly, so Zhong Er naturally admitted his mistakes obediently and reflected.But from then on, Lei Zhen either didn't see anyone every day, or he finally met him, but why did he put on a cold face to him? !

Probably being used to Lei Zhen's favor, suddenly the person who followed him in everything disappeared, and put on another tough attitude and started a cold war with him. Zhong Yunqing was caught off guard all of a sudden, until now, he slowly came back Also started to get angry.

After staying in the living room angrily for a long time, his stomach became more and more hungry, and finally he just grumbled, which reminded Zhong Er to go straight to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator, deliberately ignoring someone who cooked the braised pork in a fresh-keeping bowl for him in advance. He took out the tomatoes and eggs, and decided to make a living by himself.

"I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run away. My uncle is such a rapeseed flower, how could he not even be able to cook a tomato scrambled egg..." Muttering in his mouth, while rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he brought pots and spatulas, Zhong Yunqing was rather puzzled thought narcissistically.

However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.

Cooking is a scumbag. Apart from cooking instant noodles, instant noodles, and instant noodles, Zhong Er is so handicapped that he can't even cook a tomato scrambled egg well. After 10 minutes, Zhong Ernei, who was deeply aware of this, was full of enthusiasm when he looked at the black lump sticking to the bottom of the pot and could not tell whether it was a tomato or an egg.

The original ambition was wiped out in an instant, and after struggling for three seconds, he gave up the treatment, threw away the spatula and ran to open the refrigerator door.

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small things. I am also a man with a career. How can I be as careful as that so-and-so."

While doing self-hypnosis, Zhong Er took out the braised pork in the refrigerator and put it in the microwave oven. After setting the time, he ran to turn on the rice cooker on the other side.As he expected, there was a pot of steaming snow-white rice in the rice pot scheduled in advance.

In front of the delicious braised pork and rice, you should let it go.

After filling a bowl full of rice, Lei Zhen poured out the yam pork ribs soup that Lei Zhen had made a long time ago from the stew pot on one side. At this time, the braised pork was also ready.

After filling his stomach, this ungrateful bastard felt less angry with Lei Zhen.

After eating, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, then Zhong Er turned on the computer again, and had a video chat with Corn and the others who were far away in China.At the end of the chat, seeing Zhong Yunqing becoming more and more listless, they didn't need to ask about the corn on the other end of the video, they knew that Lei Zhen must be still fighting with him.

In addition to corn mouth poisonously expressing his delight, Dahai, who is known as a friend of women, and several other members of the regiment began to give him advice, but unfortunately, the ideas of the dog-headed soldiers became worse and worse. Zhong Er became impatient and simply said Turn off the computer and prepare to go back to the room to sleep.

After falling asleep, Zhong Er had a dream.

In the dream, snowflakes were fluttering, and the north wind was blowing. When he was shivering and suffering from hunger and cold, someone stepped on the five-color auspicious cloud and suddenly appeared holding a large bowl of braised pork.Then the plot took a turn for the worse, the other party ate up all the meat in front of him, making Zhong Er so greedy.

Looking up, the landlord Lei Papi, who was wearing a local tyrant's golden fur coat and ten gold rings on his ten fingers, had a circle of braised gravy around his mouth that hadn't been wiped off. He smiled evilly at him, showing his golden teeth——

Dreaming of this, Zhong Er woke up with fright.

Almost rolled out of bed, Zhong Yunqing was out of breath, still in shock, feeling that his young heart had been greatly tortured.

Thinking of the braised pork for dinner, and recalling the landlord Lei Papi in his dream who was as sick as a snake, this bastard suddenly had a sense of crisis. He decided to listen to the opinions of the members of the group, Dahai and the others. If an angry woman wants to be coaxed, then an angry man should also Roughly the same.

Rolling around on the big Arabian bed, Zhong Er threw off the quilt and got up halfway through the roll.Running barefoot to the living room, he took out a three-inch round-bottomed glass bottle with a cork from the backpack thrown by the sofa. The bottle contained the golden color that Zhong Er brought back from the desert. fine sand.

Under thousands of years of wind erosion, the sand in the Dubai desert is fine and soft, facing the sun, it will reflect a gold-like texture.Originally, this was a gift for the crayfish when he returned to China, but for the sake of the braised pork in the future, Zhong Er had to go and bottle the crayfish tomorrow as compensation.

In the corner of the living room, the hour hand of the floor clock had already pointed to eleven o'clock, but Lei Zhen still hadn't come back.

At this time, Zhong Er, who had slept through the night, stopped being angry a long time ago. He remembered Lei Zhen's goodness and knew that he was still busy with work at such a late hour. Zhong Yunqing took out the blank sheet music and pen from his bag again, and sat on the floor. Biting the penholder and scratching her hair, she began to lie down on the side of the coffee table and write seriously.

In recent days, although Zhong Yunqing and Lei Zhen lived in the same apartment, their schedules were completely diverged.

Lei Zhen, who seemed to be talking about some big project, got up early and came back late every day, and Zhong Er would continue to run with the crew tomorrow. He didn't know if he would meet Lei Zhen after waking up in the morning. Pressed on the paper, then staggered back to the room to catch up on sleep.

In the middle of sleeping this time, Zhong Yunqing was half asleep and half awake, first he heard the sound of low breathing, and then he felt someone watching him from the bedside.

"Woke you up?" It was Lei Zhen's deep and hoarse voice.

Hearing that he was a familiar person, Zhong Yunqing's heart relaxed, and then he became confused again.He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, closed his eyes and pointed at random, and muttered, "You're back...Lei Zhen, your room is opposite, you went wrong..."

Back at the apartment, I saw Zhong Yunqing’s gift and the note asking for reconciliation left in the living room, and saw him so sleepy that he couldn’t even open his eyes, and the negotiation didn’t end until after one o’clock in the morning, his eyes were red and his nerves were tense After Lei Zhen spent the night, his whole heart suddenly softened strangely.

This man in his 30s, who has experienced ups and downs and is used to storms, couldn't help but want to hug and kiss the young man in front of him.

Stretching out his hand to catch Zhong Yunqing's hand that was about to withdraw, Lei Zhen stretched out his arms, and almost hugged Zhong Er in his arms.And Zhong Yunqing was obviously sleepy, and he didn't have the aggressive energy when he was awake at all. He probably felt that Lei Zhen, a human pillow, was more comfortable. He also changed his position in satisfaction, and even rubbed his face.

Lei Zhen's amber eyes were full of Zhong Yunqing at this moment. He brushed away the black hair that fell on Zhong Er's forehead, and then kissed him dearly. How could Lei Zhen let go of such a person.

Over the years, his career has grown bigger and bigger, and he has earned more and more money, but no amount of money and success can compare to the satisfaction of embracing the person in front of him at this moment.For a moment, Lei Zhen really felt that it was a complete mistake to alienate Zhong Yunqing for so many days because of two irrelevant strangers.

Thinking of the note Zhong Er left him, and the big smiley face next to that sentence, like every person who is in love, President Lei's eyes became more focused, and he released Zhong Yun, who was sleeping peacefully, Back on the bed, then leaned close to his ear, and responded softly——

"Let's make up."

In his sleep, Zhong Er, who dreamed that Lei Zhen had cooked a large table full of delicacies for him, also seemed to have sensed something, and showed a silly smile.

After covering him with the quilt, Lei Zhen stayed by the bed and watched Zhong Yunqing for a while, until he was sure that he was fast asleep, then he retreated lightly.

After one night, when Zhong Yunqing was woken up by the set alarm clock the next day, he yawned and washed up, and walked out of the room, only to find that the note and glass bottle he had left on the coffee table in the living room were gone.On the table in the restaurant on the other side, there was an extra steaming breakfast packed in an insulated box. This bastard finally confirmed that Lei Zhen hugged, hugged and kissed him in the middle of the night last night. Dream.

The scattered memory fragments in his head gradually came together, Zhong Er looked disgusted, and even moved his hands and feet while he was sleeping, "Shameless, so shameless!"

Sternly scorning Lei Zhen from head to toe, Zhong Yunqing, who has no integrity, just put the two big boxes of breakfast into his backpack confidently, and took them out the door whistling.

Fortunately, Lei Zhen had already left the house first, otherwise, President Lei, who would wake up and prepare breakfast for Zhong Yunqing after only sleeping for less than three hours, would have to vomit three liters of blood if he heard this little heartless person commenting on him like this.

Zhong Er left the apartment, took the elevator to meet his assistant Zhou Beibei at the entrance of the hotel on the lower floor, and then the two rushed to the location where the crew of "Tang Dao" gathered.

Due to the large number of people and the need to transport and load various equipment, the daily schedule of the crew is very tight.Most of the staff have no time to dine in the hotel, and their breakfast is almost settled by nibbling biscuits and drinking mineral water in the car.

It was just dawn at this time, and the whole city of Dubai hadn't fully woken up yet, but a lot of people had already gathered in the square where the production crew of "Tang Dao" gathered.After counting the number of people, the motorcade of the film crew set off again to the desert outside the city.

After meeting with the guide Hassan, the car drove among the sand dunes. The natural ripples on the surface of the sand dunes made the team feel like wandering in a huge river.When they arrived at the desert area where the filming location was located, a group of people started to get busy again.

Zhong Er's task today is still to continue watching.He stayed in the car, called his assistant Zhou Beibei, drank some porridge together, and ate a few meat buns. When the little girl who stared at him like a thief was relaxed for a while, he was called away. After apologizing, he quickly wrapped his face with a turban and smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

Zhong Yunqing found Hassan, the tour guide who was feeding the eagles at the rear of the convoy. As soon as he came, Natan, the camel girl, approached him affectionately.With a few words of English in between, the two exchanged gestures, Zhong Er rode Natan, and under the nod and smile of the thick-browed Bedouin boy, he set off to explore again.

The crew chose the backside of a huge sand dune as the filming location. It was said to be an adventure, but in fact Zhong Er just rode a camel and flipped over to the opposite side of the sand dune.Front and back, no more than 500 meters away from the entire crew.

Zhong Yunqing had encountered snakes and scorpions before, but because Natan was by his side, these timid wild animals in the desert were scared away by the violent Miss Camel before they approached.Facing the dawn, Zhong Er first squatted on the ground and dug the sand for a while, then he sat on the top of the sand dune, squinting his eyes, admiring the magnificent morning scene of the Golden Desert.

Zhong Er is looking at the beautiful scenery, but he doesn't know that he has also become a scenery in the eyes of others.

The sunlight outlines countless half-moon-shaped lines on all the sand dunes. One person and one camel pose leisurely, staying on the top of the huge sand dunes. The turban on the face of the black-haired young man is blown by the wind, revealing half a profile face with almost perfect proportions. His smile is even brighter than the scorching sun of the Golden Desert.

Chris kept pressing the shutter, and the action was a little impatient.He is a freelance photographer who is good at taking photos of people and landscapes. This time, at the invitation of National Geographic, he came to Dubai to shoot a group of works before and after sunrise in the desert morning.

He had long heard that there was a Chinese movie crew stationed nearby, but it was only today that Chris, who was shooting everywhere, came to the surrounding area of ​​the crew's location.He never expected that on such an ordinary morning in the desert, he, who was once stuck in a bottleneck period in his career, would meet the muse in his life.