After the farce, the "Adventure Show" started filming normally.
The show took three days from start to finish. The three inhuman children had so much fun that they even wanted to film it.
Director Mo and others were almost exhausted from playing.
Director Mo hugged the chubby Zai Zai and put his hands on his waist, panting.
"Zai Zai, time is limited, I have to go back to kindergarten."
This gets to the point.
Most of Zaizai's playfulness was instantly wiped out.
The assistant director looked at his gradually disappearing beer belly and added intermittently.
"That's right! Zai Zai, this show can happen again in the future, but the filming time this time is so long, and any further filming will delay study."
Huo Chenyun calculated the time and found that he had been out for a week.
It's really time to go back.
"Zai Zai, if you still want to film, you can ask Mo to guide them after the winter vacation."
Director Mo: "...Yes."
One hundred million!
There is a wall of Ming coins outside, and after-sales service is constant!
In the past, Director Mo would just give the other party a blank look in this situation.
But facing Zaizai...
Director Mo's smile was brighter than the wild flowers in the distance.
The saving grace is greater than.
Although he is a bit useless, he can't help but like the little benefactor's father.
Zaizai saw hope, and there was a smile in his eyes again.
"Really? Let's shoot again during the winter vacation."
"Brother Junior, uncle, what do you think?"
Ji Yuanxiu: "I won't take pictures anymore, you can take pictures."
It is nearly 2,000 years old. It is embarrassing for him to pretend to be a five-year-old child and play like an eagle and catch chicks...
Jiang Siheng was cheerful.
"Then Zaizai and I will continue filming during the winter vacation."
Thinking of Guixi, Jiang Siheng reminded Director Mo and others with a smile.
"Uncle Mo, when the time comes, we will find a good place like Ghost Crying Village."
Director Mo and others: "Huh?"
Jiang Siheng smiled.
"Zai Zai can have a big meal."
Director Mo and others: "..."
They can also be eaten by ghosts as a feast!
Huo Chenyun looked at Director Mo and others and instantly became happy.
"Yes! Next time we shoot, we must ask Director Mo and the others to find a better place than Guiwei Village, otherwise the money will be too much to make!"
Director Mo and others: "..."
Huo Chenyun, you are an idiot!
I'm afraid they won't be scared to death!
After filming the show, everyone packed their luggage, and Director Mo went to the village chief to check out.
Because Director Mo gave the 100 million coins that Zaizai gave to the assistant director to the village chief for free, and there happened to be an old man in the village, the village chief was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
There is no need to arrange a car to go out of the village to the town to buy. This is more appropriate than giving them RMB.
When checking out, the village chief took the initiative to waive the water and electricity bills, and also called on the villagers to help clean up the yard and carefully carry the filming equipment into the car.
Then give Director Mo a good guy card.
Director Mo couldn't laugh or cry.
Thank you so much. I have to thank my father, the little sponsor.
However, considering the identity of the little benefactor's father, Director Mo did not explain too much.
After cleaning up and making sure nothing was missing, Director Mo and others got in the car and left.
Huo Chenyun took his four children, Siheng, Ji Yuanxiu and Bo Mingxu, into the last car with Zaizai Jiang. He drove and Bo Mingxu sat in the passenger seat.
Zaizai sat the three little guys, Siheng and Ji Yuanxiu, in the back row.
Master Jimin is still carried in Zaizai's pocket.
"Boss, when will I be able to sit down like a human being?"
Huo Chenyun answered without looking back while driving.
"After returning to Huo's house."
Master Jimin: "..."
Fine!
That's the boss, Third Uncle, and he doesn't care.
Four hours later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Yunshi Town Hotel.
According to the plan, they will stay in this hotel for one more night, and then leave for the city early tomorrow morning, and fly back to the imperial capital from the city.
Director Mo and others still had something to do, so Huo Chenyun went separate ways with them.
At this moment, Huo Chenyun just wanted to return to the imperial capital quickly, and then ask his second brother, Mr. Naha, if this filming was just to trick him.
And so generous!
One hundred million per person!
Dinner will be reserved directly, no need to treat guests.
With Zaizai here, even though Director Mo repeatedly asked to prepare dinner according to the meal for fifty people, by the time the dinner was over, not a single vegetable leaf was left in the kitchen.
The hotel owner went to the kitchen and looked around in shock.
"They...are so edible?"
Chef and staff: "I said I was hungry for three days from Wuya Village, so..."
Hotel owner: "Although Wuya Village is a little behind, it's not like that it's hungry, right?"
Chef and staff: "Well...but when we served the food, we found that they ate quite...ferociously."
Hotel owner: "..."
never mind!
He only cares about making money, but he also cares about how other guests eat?
The hotel owner and others didn't know that Zaizai would have forty of the meals for fifty people, and Siheng would have to take part of the rest.
Director Mo and the others...we were only half full.
In order to protect Zaizai, he deliberately wolfed down the food while the staff was serving it, as if he hadn't eaten in three days.
Director Mo and others: "..."
They really paid too much for their little benefactor father.
The image and everything is gone.
Everyone had just had dinner when a car stopped at the hotel gate.
A man in his fifties with blood on his cheek rushed into the door with staggering steps.
The doorman knew this man and was shocked when he saw him.
"Uncle Tong, what's wrong with you?"
Tong Zhe asked quickly as he walked inside.
"Where is Lao Tan? Let him go home quickly. His home..."
Before the doorman could say anything, Huo Chenyun led Zai Zai, who held Master Jimin in his pocket and led Jiang Siheng, followed by Bo Mingxu and Ji Yuanxiu out of the restaurant.
Tong Zhe also saw Zaizai and the others, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
He held the doorman's hand tightly.
"Let Lao Qin go home quickly, otherwise... he won't be able to see his parents for the last time."
The doorman was shocked and nodded quickly.
Zaizai glanced over his head and his eyes widened.
"Huh?"
The dark-skinned uncle in front of him was losing his vitality, and his soul was about to leave his body.
But there was a very shallow light of merit above his head.
Tong Zhe was stabbed in the abdomen by a gangster. If he hadn't come to report the news to the hotel owner Lao Qin in one breath, he wouldn't have been able to survive now.
After he finished speaking, his vision turned black.
Ji Yuanxiu looked at it and tapped his fingertips lightly on the seam of his trousers.
A faint golden light flew over and slowly penetrated deep into the wound on Tong Zhe's lower abdomen.
At the same time, there was a thunder in the sky.
There was a roar, and Ji Yuanxiu staggered, and was struck by thunder and fell to one knee.
Jiang Siheng looked at him and quickly turned around and rushed out.
After the thunder, the sky was cloudless.
Many people on the street looked up in shock.
"what's the situation?"
"Is it thunder?"
"It doesn't seem to be the case, it's such a sunny day!"
"Is the cannon fired somewhere?"
…
Huo Chenyun had already helped Ji Yuanxiu up, and there was blood oozing from the corner of Ji Yuanxiu's mouth.
He violated the law of heaven and was punished by thunder almost instantly.
Zaizai noticed that his uncle's right hand became transparent for an instant.
"Uncle, how are you?"
Ji Yuanxiu shook his head, his voice became much weaker.
"It's still holding up."
At least I can hold on until I return to the imperial capital.
Zaizai then went to see Tong Zhe, whose expression had improved.
"Uncle Tong, what happened?"
Since he is a dying person, there is still light of merit, but the light of merit is very weak and appears and disappears. The person who gave this merit to Uncle Tong should still be dying.
[Third update, my dears, 520 Hi Duck~~~]
