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Xu Zhuo unloaded the photographic equipment and prop box from the car, and went in and out of the temple several times, sweating all over.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his coat and scarf and put them on a large box.

Yi Peiran walked into the room and yelled: "It's just right, put on your clothes quickly, I'll see the effect."

Now it is almost the end of the year, and there is no heating in the temple. The biting chill is introduced into the human body from the cold floor tiles, and being indoors is like falling into an ice cellar.

Yi Peiran made adequate preparations, including a coat, scarf and gloves, and even put on a mask.As soon as Xu Zhuo heard that he needed to change clothes, he trembled all over.

"Those ancient costumes of yours are only two layers of cloth. Wearing them is the same as not wearing them. You won't pay for your life if you freeze to death," Xu Zhuo complained. "There is at least half an hour before the official start. Don't expect me to change it now!"

"What ancient clothes? They all have names!" Yi Peiran waved his hand, "Forget it, I'll tell you that you don't understand either."

Still despise it?Xu Zhuo was laughed angrily, and shook his head to help him open several boxes.

Yi Peiran's studio took an order from a well-known magazine to shoot a series of autumn blockbusters.The protagonist is a newly popular female model on the Internet, and he needs a faceless male model as the background, so he finds Xu Zhuo.

Xu Zhuo used to help him occasionally, but this time he happened to be free, so he readily agreed while scolding him for being stingy.

It's winter now, and the autumn blockbuster had to find a less bleak shooting location, and it had to be an ancient building, and there weren't too many tourists, so they picked and picked a temple on the outskirts of the city.

The temple is small in size and surrounded by forests. Among them, a plane tree in the center of the temple is the most famous, and it has been guarding here for more than a hundred years.A few years ago, after the believers invested in the renovation of the temple, the walls, tiles and eaves no longer looked dilapidated, and the number of tourists gradually increased.However, due to the relatively remote location, there is no particularly attractive selling point, and it becomes deserted in winter, which is suitable as a shooting location.

The abbot of the temple was very friendly, not only allowed them to take pictures, but also specially sent two young monks to help them when they were moving things just now.Xu Zhuo was embarrassed to bother him, but finally declined.

Xu Zhuo was both a free model and a free coolie. After the box was moved indoors and opened, several employees from the studio came over to fiddle with the props.

He couldn't help in this regard, so he stood aside to prevent them from being hindered.

"Xiaowei, hasn't Ren Yahui arrived yet?" Yi Peiran shouted.

A female employee looked up at him: "Her agent said it will be soon, there is a traffic jam on the road."

"Hey!" Yi Peiran stroked his hair fiercely: "Traffic jam? Only a ghost would believe it!"

As he spoke, he stared at Xu Zhuo and said, "Zhuozi, why don't you go shopping first? I guess it will take about half an hour before the filming starts."

Xu Zhuo asked: "Have you stepped on it better? Why don't you go with me?"

Yi Peiran shook his head: "The light is not right now, I'll take a look later."

That being the case, Xu Zhuo did not insist.The shooting plan is always easily disturbed by various factors. Before the work starts, he can walk around the shooting location, treating it as a sightseeing tour.

The place where the studio was used as a temporary foothold was a small wing room in the side courtyard. Xu Zhuo went out, walked around the corridor and went out to the courtyard.

Its trunk needs to be embraced by two people. It has a golden crown, with it as the center of a circle, and the surrounding ground is covered with a layer of golden fallen leaves from thick to thin. An old monk bowed his waist and slowly swept the leaves with a bamboo rake.

Xu Zhuo didn't go up to disturb this "sweeping monk" who might be hiding his secrets. He stood there and enjoyed the natural music of the leaves rustling in the wind for a while, and he didn't even notice a dead leaf fell on top of his head.

The old monk swept the sycamore leaves into a pile, and went to the other side of the yard to carry a big bamboo basket.

Xu Zhuo saw him dragging the big bamboo basket, which was half a person's height, and his withered body was about to fall at any time, so he hurried forward to help.

The old monk did not refuse, and put his hands together after letting go: "Thank you, benefactor."

"No, it's a trivial matter." Xu Zhuo directly carried the bamboo basket to the side of the pile of leaves, and asked, "Why don't I help you pick up the leaves?"

The old monk shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness. This is the homework of the old monk. It is still within the scope of my ability. It is not easy to let others do it for me."

Hearing that Xu Zhuo backed away, but the old monk was very enthusiastic and chatted with him casually.

"Temples usually have more female visitors," Xu Zhuo saw a mother and daughter entering the Buddhist temple facing the gate, "I haven't seen a man after standing for a while."

The old monk stopped his work and took a breath, and said slowly: "That's true, but the situation in our temple is a bit special."

"Oh?" Xu Zhuo became interested, "What's so special?"

The old monk replied: "Our abbot specializes in seeking marriage for others, so there are especially many female benefactors who come to him."

Speaking of this abbot, he was the one who agreed to give the temple team to Yi Peiran as the shooting location. He only talked with Yi Peiran on the phone, and Xu Zhuo hadn't met him in person yet.

The old monk continued to work, Xu Zhuo told him, and walked into the Buddhist hall, just in time to see the mother and daughter finished kneeling and worshiping, the daughter stood up with a lottery, and the two went to sit at a table together Later monks.

The monk looked to be in his thirties, with a calm face, he must be the abbot that the old monk said, but he was much younger than expected.

The abbot put his palms together and saluted first, then took the lottery in a leisurely manner, and started talking to the mother and daughter.

Xu Zhuo was embarrassed to eavesdrop on other people's privacy, so he didn't get too close, and went to the other side of the Buddhist hall to look up at the Buddha statues and some Buddhist furnishings.

After a while, the mother and daughter finally left with gratitude, and Xu Zhuo turned his head to meet the abbot's eyes.

The young abbot grinned at him, looking friendly and sincere.

Xu Zhuo thought for a while, and seeing that there was no one in the temple at this time, he went over to have a chat with him.

Knowing that he is from the studio, the abbot nodded and said, "I hope my place can satisfy you. If monks need to appear on camera, we are also willing to help."

Xu Zhuo didn't expect him to be so eloquent, and said, "Thank you, master. Master is worthy of being a monk. He is very generous in lending us a place. There is no need to trouble you for the time being."

"Oh, it's okay," the abbot waved his hand, "You paid the rent, I have to satisfy the tenant."

Xu Zhuo was taken aback, he hadn't heard Yi Peiran talk about the rent, he always thought it was free here.

However, the abbot was honest, he didn't say anything high-sounding and nice, and simply accepted the business.

It is not easy to continue discussing about renting a venue, so Xu Zhuo changed the subject and said, "I heard that Master is good at seeking marriages for believers?"

The abbot spread his hands and replied: "It's not that I'm good at it. As you can see, our place is sparsely populated, and the incense money can't maintain the expenditure. We can only increase income and reduce expenditure to maintain the operation. Don't tell me, since I started to help people get married After that, the number of pilgrims has doubled, and the average amount of incense money has also increased, and now there is a little surplus every month."

This abbot is not only sincere, but also very in line with the times.

Xu Zhuo was stunned when he heard this, thinking that it is not easy to be a monk nowadays, no wonder the person in front of him can become an abbot, without his market economy mind, this temple might have closed down long ago.

The abbot smiled and said, "Is the benefactor interested in asking for a lottery? For the sake of our fate, no money will be charged."

Xu Zhuo never believed in these things, but how could he say "I'm not superstitious" to a monk, so he smiled: "How embarrassing..."

Fortunately, a new believer came in and came straight to the abbot, Xu Zhuo moved aside wisely.Seeing that they were chatting passionately again, Xu Zhuo gave the abbot a wink and left.

Just after leaving the Buddhist temple, he met a tall and thin beauty who twisted in with two people. Xu Zhuo recognized the model named Ren Yahui, and the people behind her should be her two assistants.

Ren Yahui glanced to the side, paused after meeting Xu Zhuo's gaze, and raised her chin: "Are you the other one who came to film?"

Xu Zhuo is tall and tall, so Ren Yahui took him for granted that he was a colleague, but she didn't expect that he was a temporary worker brought by the photographer.

An assistant behind him came up to hand the business card, Xu Zhuo took it, shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have the business card with me." After finally going out for a walk to relax, he didn't want to bring anything related to work.

Ren Yahui twitched one corner of her mouth contemptuously. She didn't even have a business card, and her appearance was unfamiliar. She should be a small eighteenth-line model with no celebrity status.

Xu Zhuo guessed what she was thinking, so he didn't bother to argue with her, and went back to the small wing to listen to Yi Peiran's instructions.

The protagonist of today's filming is Ren Yahui. She needs to change more than [-] sets of clothes, and only three or four are selected for the final film.

The skirt she was about to change into was not warm at all, nor did it block the wind. In order to look thinner, she couldn't wear too many clothes inside, so a gust of cold wind blew by, making her teeth tremble from the cold, and the assistant ran over quickly to put on a coat , delivering hot water, but Yi Pei secretly complained to Xu Zhuo who was sitting next to him.

"I don't even have this bit of professional ability, so I'm still a model." He muttered softly, but he couldn't hear the support from his buddies.

When he looked up, he saw his buddy holding his cell phone and looking at it. Yi Peiran stretched his head over and found that he was not chatting with others, but looking through the previous chat records, staring at the cell phone screen with sad eyes, and the corners of his mouth drooping.

"Hey, do you want to do this?" Yi Peiran said, "We've only been separated for a few days, and you're like a boudoir?"

Xu Zhuo looked over quietly: "It's been a whole week."

Yi Peiran was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Didn't he just come home from abroad and left again?"

Xu Zhuo sighed, "The last time I went to Southeast Asia, this time I went to Europe."

Since taking over this batch of industries, Du Ziyou has never stopped, flying around at home and abroad all day long, and finally returned to the country, only to see each other in a hurry and then to inspect several cities in the country.

Seeing that he was so busy that everyone lost weight, Xu Zhuo felt distressed to death, and even persuaded him to hand over part of the property to professional managers.But Du Ziyou didn't listen, because most of what he inherited was Fan Huiru's dowry property, which meant a lot to him, so he naturally didn't want to pass it on to others.

"It's a good thing to be busy with work," Yi Peiran comforted clumsily, "at least he's doing something right, and he worked hard when he was young, so he won't regret it later."

Xu Zhuo took his sympathy, nodded and said, "It should be a bit slow next year. His elder brother used to take care of it, but now he suddenly changed the boss. There will be a difficult transition period."

The only worry is that the transition period is too long, and the two of them don't even have time to make phone calls, let alone meet.There was a time difference between them, so Xu Zhuo could only listen to Du Ziyou's voicemail to quench his thirst. A message would only be answered every few hours, and he hardly had a direct conversation in a day.

It is said that a small farewell is better than a newlywed, but no one points out that a big farewell will consume feelings and give others the opportunity to take advantage of it.

A sense of crisis suddenly rose in Xu Zhuo's heart.

In the past, Du Ziyou was the goldfish son-in-law in the eyes of countless people, but now he is even more attractive. I don't know how many people are rushing to get under his bed.Xu Zhuo believed in Du Ziyou's character, but he didn't believe in the character of those speculators. They would definitely do everything they could. Du Ziyou was very simple in some aspects, and he might be caught at some point.

The more Xu Zhuo thought deeply, the more he frowned.

Ren Yahui on the other end finally recovered her frozen hands and feet, Yi Peiran directed everyone to continue filming, Xu Zhuo took back his phone to watch him work.

In order to take care of Xu Zhuo, Yi Peiran concentrated the part with him in the front as much as possible, and after the shooting, he could change back to his clothes.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, Ren Yahui gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw that the [-]th line unknown person was liberated, but she still had to endure the cold wind for several hours.But Yi Peiran is a well-known photographer in the circle, she couldn't show him face directly, so she could only bear with it temporarily, and secretly gouged out Xu Zhuo's eyes.

Xu Zhuo didn't notice her expression, because his mind had drifted to another place.After a while, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Buddha Hall, wondering what he was thinking.

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