Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Yuan Lai, adhering to the principle of doing things since she was already there, actively went into the locker room nearby and changed into her school uniform.

When he came out, the students had already gathered. Yuan Lai was standing in the last row, holding a banner made of white cloth with black words written on it. The words had been washed away by the rain and could not be recognized.

As soon as the camera turned on, she was forced to be involved in the huge parade, following the crowd and shouting slogans.

No one knew how Qi Rong heard Yuan Lai's voice among the crowd, but he stopped talking and looked at Xiao Fei, "Yuan Lai is here?"

Xiao Fei nodded, "Yes, I've been here for a long time. I saw that you were busy so I didn't bother you. I watched the filming for a while, and then I was mistaken for an extra."

Qi Rong sighed, "Then keep a close eye on him and don't get hurt."

"Yes."

Sitting opposite, Mu Li, dressed in men's clothing, smiled and said, "You really care about her."

"You care? I don't think so." Qi Rong also laughed. "So, you suspect someone is deliberately framing you, and you've decided to take advantage of the situation and completely break off with Xu Ming?"

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and then you will survive; put yourself in a desperate situation and then you will live." Mu Li looked at Shao Xi and Xiao Tong who were filming. "When the time comes, I may need your help."

"No problem. Song Qiyuan doesn't care about you, I will."

Mu Li reached out and touched Qi Rong's head, "It felt better when he was a cat."

"It's been a long time since this happened, you still remember it." Qi Rong dodged Mu Li's hand.

Mu Li stood up and said goodbye to Qi Rong, "See you again sometime."

"Goodbye, sister." Qi Rong personally sent Mu Li to the car and asked Xiao Fei to take her to the destination.

When I came back, I saw Yuan Lai hiding behind a mailbox and trembling.

The police blocking the road hit the students with sticks. There was blood all over the ground.

When the director called for a stop, Qi Rong hugged Yuan Lai from behind and walked away from the filming scene.

Yuan Lai, who was having an immersive experience, was suddenly picked up by someone. She instinctively wanted to shout for help, but the familiar breath made her quickly regain her senses and avoid doing anything embarrassing.

Qi Rong turned around and put Yuan Lai on the ground. "Are you short of money?"

"No," Yuan Lai denied, wishing he could stay eight hundred meters away from Qi Rong. "I came to you to ask about the author's revisions. Will the crew be affected? Will you pay compensation?"

We are already in debt farming, so we can’t go into debt again to film a movie.

"What do you mean by changing the text?" Qi Rong seemed to have not received the message yet, and his face was full of confusion.

Yuan Lai took out the half bone flute that Su Deyi had given her and said, "Look at this."

Seeing the bone flute, Qi Rong was a little surprised. He grabbed one end of the flute with his hand and said, "I was wondering why it was gone. It turns out he picked it up."

"The author has stopped following me and changed the story overnight. I don't know how you guys are going to deal with this."

"There's someone specifically in charge of this at Liangshang Group, but as far as I know, they don't seem to pay copyright fees. The author authorized it for free. Since there's no contract document, the copyright is in their hands, and they can change it however they want."

Yuan Lai was a little discouraged. Why were they so unlucky? Everything went through so many twists and turns.

But she still wanted to know why the author suddenly changed.

She opened every account of the author on the social platform, carefully searched for the content, and referred to other people's speculations about the matter. God rewards those who work hard. On a summary post, she saw a very old landscape picture. Yuan Lai recognized the mountain, Mufeng Mountain in Mujiazhuang, Linjing City.

It is a newly developed 4A-level scenic spot in China and the only cultivation base for Epiphyllum.

Rainbow Epiphyllum, Yuan Lai thought of the pot of flowers at Houdoumen that died and then came back to life.

The world is really small.

Yuan Lai bought a ticket and took the high-speed rail to Mujiazhuang to find out the truth.

As soon as she got off the train, she was shocked by the crowds in front of her. It was rare to see so many people coming to travel to a third-tier city.

Mujiazhuang is located at the foot of Mufeng Mountain and is a small mountain village with beautiful scenery.

The village is full of bungalows built in the last century. Yuan Lai compared them with pictures to make sure he was not in the wrong place.

Most of the people in the village are left-behind elderly people and children, who sit in groups of three or five in front of their homes, basking in the sun and chatting.

There is a part of the village in the lower right corner of the landscape photo, which was most likely taken while standing on the roof.

Roofs in the north are usually used to dry corn and wheat, and every house has a ladder.

The ladders are different in each house and are the biggest clue for identification.

Yuan Lai walked around the village. Except for a few houses with open doors where ladders could be seen, the rest were basically invisible because of the high walls.

"What are you doing?" A woman sitting at the entrance of the supermarket looked at Yuan Lai as if she was unfamiliar with him, her eyes full of vigilance.

"Hello, sister, I'm here to look for someone."

"There are only old people and children in the village. Who are you looking for?"

Yuan Lai handed over the photo and said with a smile, "Can you recognize whose house this is?"

The woman took the photo and looked at it. "It looks like the Yu family at the east end of the village. I bought the solar panel at my house. But their house is empty now. The whole family moved to the city."

"Do you have his contact information?"

"No."

After finally finding a clue, it was lost again. Yuan Lai lowered his head in disappointment and thought, forget it. There are so many people in this vast sea of ​​people, how can he find a complete stranger?

She put the photo in her pocket and planned to leave the village, take the intercity bus at the village entrance and then go to the train station.

But halfway through, she actually saw Mu Li sitting on a big rock.

"Director Mu, you...what a coincidence!"

Mu Li was also surprised to see her, "What a coincidence, do you have relatives in the village?"

Yuan Lai shook his head. "No, I'm here to find the author who stopped being a fan."

"Tsk."

Mu Li stood up and whispered a few words to the old man beside her, then pulled Yuan Lai over to the wall. "You're a little girl, running all the way to this remote mountain village just to look for someone you don't have anything to do with. What's going on in your head? Does Qi Rong know? And why are you looking for the author? There are so many people who have quit being fans and turned against him. Are you going to find every single one of them?"

From the tone of her voice, it seemed that Mu Li really disliked this village! She wondered if she was overthinking it.

Mu Li suddenly stepped forward and reached out to lift Yuan Lai's eyelids. This was an extremely dangerous action, but Yuan Lai didn't seem to be aware of dodging it.

"I'm not under control." Mu Li let go of his hand and advised, "Go back quickly while the sun is still shining."

At this time, a tall and thin woman came out from the last house at the entrance of the alley.

"Aunt." Mu Li greeted.

"Xiao Li, does a friend come over?" The woman walked closer, raised her head and looked at Yuan Lai.

Yuan Lai was shocked. Isn't this Sister Zhang? Lily's mother.

When she was still a cat, she and Qi Rong went to Sister Zhang's house to ask for her belongings.

I didn’t expect that Sister Zhang’s parents’ home was in Mujiazhuang.