Crackling!
The sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded, and Zhang Chu, who was sleeping peacefully, was instantly awakened. He opened the quilt, jumped up, and reached for the embroidered spring knife hanging on the bedside.
As a result, his hand reached over but found nothing. With the faint light, Zhang Chu saw clearly where he was, and he let out a sigh of relief.
He had just had a dream, in which he returned to the past. Covered in blood, he was facing the swarming Jianlu Eight Banners soldiers. While they were fighting, he saw a familiar face, smiling ferociously at him. He also carried a three-eyed gun.
It's Obai!
Unlike the Chow-chow-looking person in the movie, the Aobai Zhang Chu had seen had thin eyebrows and long eyes. If it weren't for that huge nose, he could even be called a handsome man.
The medicine rope burned out, and at that moment the sound of firecrackers sounded.
Ding...dang!
There was another explosion. Fireworks and firecrackers are usually not allowed to be set off in the city. Because it is the Spring Festival, the ban has been temporarily lifted. The people who have been holding back for a year took out all the inventory at home. It is the same as the competition. Let's have a good time today. addiction.
After calming down, I opened the curtains. Before dawn, the yard was covered with another layer.
After being awakened, Zhang Chu couldn't sleep anymore. He turned on the light, put on some clothes, leaned on the bedside, and picked up the script.
The day before yesterday, Zhang Chu received another call from Lu Feng. The start time of "Little Li Fei Dao" has been set, and it will be the last day of the first month.
There is still one month left, enough for Zhang Chu to prepare.
The sound of firecrackers gradually intensified, and more and more families participated. At four o'clock in the morning, the capital suddenly became lively.
"Are you up?"
The phone rang, a text message from Zhang Jingchu, and she was woken up by such a loud movement.
"It's too early, wait a minute!"
Zhang Chu dialed Zhang Jingchu's number. He was destined to miss out on text messages. He couldn't learn the crooked pinyin letters no matter how much time he was given.
"But I remember someone said that the earlier someone sets off firecrackers on New Year's Eve, the better their fortune will be in the coming year."
Is there any other way to say this?
Zhang Chu had never celebrated the Spring Festival before, so naturally he didn’t know.
"How about we get up too?"
Zhang Jingchu gave another piece of advice.
"Fine!"
Put down the phone, take off the clothes from the radiator, and put them on one by one to keep them warm.
Thinking back to the days when I climbed the ice and slept in the snow in order to spy on military intelligence, I was really happy.
When Zhang Chu came out, Zhang Jingchu was already ready. The firecrackers she bought yesterday were spread out in the middle of the yard.
"Half of the family, no one should suffer!"
Zhang Jingchu rarely showed her childish side.
There are still traces of her footprints on the ground when she measured the distance. The placement of the firecrackers is really reasonable.
Snapped!
Light a cigarette, the snow has stopped now.
When Zhang Jingchu saw this, she hurriedly hid under the corridor, shivering from the cold, but still unwilling to go back to the house.
What's the point of just listening to the sound of setting off firecrackers? It's about seeing the burst of fire with your own eyes.
Otherwise, if you usually record a paragraph, it will save some experts from saying that setting off fireworks pollutes the environment.
"Hurry up, it's too cold!"
I know it's cold but I still have to get up and mess around.
Fortunately, Zhang Chu had excellent eyesight. Otherwise, he would have been so blind that he couldn't even see the fuse of the firecracker.
Bah...
In just a moment, before Zhang Chu could dodge, the firecrackers had already exploded.
There was a crackling sound, paper scraps were all over the yard, and there was a smell of sulfur in the air.
"One more time!"
Zhang Jingchu still felt that it was not enough, so she spread out a longer firecracker and spread out the firecrackers according to the traces left behind.
"May you have good fortune in the coming year!"
I didn’t realize that this girl still believed this.
If setting off a few firecrackers could attract wealth, Zhang Chu wouldn't have to kill people for money before.
Bah...
After two firecrackers were hung, gunpowder smoke filled the middle of the yard. The two people were only about ten meters apart, and now they could no longer see each other.
"Go back!"
Zhang Jingchu was so cold that she suddenly regained her consciousness and felt that her behavior just now was stupid.
On such a cold day, if I didn't stay in a warm bed, I had to go out and suffer from the cold, and even choked to tears.
"How about sweeping the yard?"
Zhang Chu couldn't sleep. Looking at the mess all over the yard, he felt it was very annoying.
He was not originally a smart person, but since he became neighbors with Zhang Jingchu, probably due to her influence, he has gradually become more clean-minded.
You can't let a big girl clean up the house for a bachelor like him every now and then!
When you can do it yourself, it's better not to bother others.
"No, everything left behind today is money, but you can't touch it. Once you touch it, your wealth will be gone!"
Zhang Chu now seriously doubts Zhang Jingchu's real purpose of celebrating the Spring Festival so enthusiastically. I am afraid that he wants to take advantage of the various old gifts during the Spring Festival to attract wealth and luck to himself in various ways.
"Okay! Go back to the house quickly, it's too cold outside!"
Zhang Chu said something, and then checked it carefully again to make sure there were no sparks, and then returned to the house.
He didn't even bother to take off his clothes, and went directly to bed, wrapping the quilt tightly.
It was surprisingly cold today, and even Zhang Chu couldn't bear it anymore.
The temperature of the heating gradually increased, and the room became warmer and warmer. People became lazy and fell asleep again unconsciously.
When it was daylight, Zhang Chu was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and the sound of firecrackers outside had not stopped yet.
"It's eight o'clock, get up and have breakfast."
"good!"
Zhang Chu responded and stayed on the bed for a while. The comfortable life can really kill people. In the past, whether he was staying in the palace or being sent out on business, he had never gotten up so late.
After getting dressed and leaving the house, Zhang Jingchu was busy in the kitchen.
Seeing that it was not convenient for them to cook, the landlord gave them the key to the side room next to the main house.
As for the old lady who originally lived in the main house, Zhang Chu has never seen anyone until now.
"Just go to the breakfast shop and buy some, why bother!"
Zhang Jingchu was busy and didn't even raise her head: "You forgot that today is the New Year. Whose breakfast shop is still open? They have already closed their doors and gone home to celebrate the New Year."
Do today's small traders still have days off?
It really was a peaceful time.
Breakfast was very simple. Zhang Jingchu fried two vegetables and steamed a bowl of egg custard. According to her, egg custard is also called chicken cake. It is eaten on the morning of New Year's Eve, which means climbing higher step by step.
This is really a lot of things to pay attention to.
After breakfast, Zhang Chu instructed Zhang Jingchu to do two sets of boxing. After learning for a while, she seemed to be pretty good at it.
Then the two of them went back to their rooms and continued studying the script.
Ding!
The phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was a text message from an unknown number.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Fan Bingbing!
That girl was the only one who called him "Master".
Probably because he didn't get a reply, Fan Bingbing sent another text message with only one "?" and it was ten cents per text message. Is this girl burning too much money?
"Guess who I am?"
Zhang Chu still didn't reply. This was questioning the thoughtfulness of a senior Jin Yiwei.
Fan Bingbing was currently renting a place, lying lazily on the bed with his legs stretched out on the wall. He waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Zhang Chu.
I felt depressed, but I couldn't help but send a message.
"The crew is on vacation."
Originally, the crew had no plans to take a vacation, but Zhang Chulin and Zhou Jie asked for leave to leave. Without the emperor and Erkang, the scenes inside and outside the palace could not be filmed. He Xiuqiong simply gave the entire crew a three-day vacation. Let everyone go home and celebrate the New Year in a down-to-earth manner.
Fan Bingbing's hometown is in Qingdao, and she was so troubled going back and forth that she simply didn't go home. Who knew that early this morning, her parents came directly from Qingdao and knocked on her door.
At this moment, Fan Bingbing's parents were cleaning the house outside. As a young girl, she couldn't take care of herself completely, so naturally she couldn't be expected to keep the house clean.
This time Zhang Chu called directly.
"Hey! Master! You didn't expect it was me, did you?"
Fan Bingbing smiled happily.
"The new mobile phone I bought cost more than 7,000!"
This is a big expense for Fan Bingbing. Because she is young, every salary she earns is collected by her mother, who pays her regular monthly living expenses.
This mobile phone was a New Year's gift from her parents. As soon as she got it, she immediately saved Zhang Chu's mobile phone number.
"Have you returned to Shandong?"
"No, the crew just had three days off. I thought it was too troublesome to go back and forth, so I didn't go back. But my parents are here to celebrate the New Year with me!"
Outside the door, hearing the movement in the house, Fan's mother, who was mopping the floor, quietly came to the door and put her ear against the door.
When Father Fan saw this, he frowned and said, "What are you doing?"
Shhh…
Fan's mother gave a warning look and pointed into the room. A burst of laughter rang out, which accurately touched a certain nerve in her.
"What's wrong?"
Father Fan also came closer and asked in a low voice.
"There's a situation!"
Fan Bingbing didn't know that she was now under the supervision of her parents, and she was still talking to Zhang Chu about some things that happened after Zhang Chu left the group.
"The new martial artist is not good at all. Director Li got angry several times on the set. Sister Xiu Qiong is not satisfied either. Director Sun is full of troubles every day now!"
"Su Youpeng was injured some time ago. He was filming a horse riding scene. As a result, he didn't hold the reins when he got on the horse and was thrown off. Fortunately, there was someone behind him. Otherwise, he would probably have to go to the hospital."
"Master! What are you busy with now? You didn't even mention coming back to see me... We, Grandma Li, talked to me several times and said you were heartless!"
Just heartless!
With a great disciple like her who is as beautiful as a flower, she doesn't care about being a master at all.
"I'm busy reading the script, and I recently took on a drama!"
Taking on a new drama?
Fan Bingbing was startled and asked quickly: "What kind of show is this?"
"Romantic Swordsman!"
When Fan Bingbing heard this, his expression became even weirder, and he suppressed a smile: "Okay, Master, I won't talk to you anymore, let's...see you next time!"
Well?
After listening to Fan Bingbing say this, a blind tone came from the phone.
see you later?
What's the meaning?
"Zhang Chu! Do you want to go shopping together?"
Zhang Jingchu's voice sounded outside the house again.
