Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Taking advantage of the holiday, Yuan Lai went to Yunlin Temple again and climbed Feilai Peak. After reaching the top of the mountain, the familiarity in her heart had long disappeared.

"I told you not to stay up late playing games. Look, you're hallucinating."

Jingci Mountain, Eastern Jin Dynasty; Feilai Peak, Xihu.

How can there be a connection between two completely unrelated things?

Yuan Lai convinced herself, went up the mountain in a depressed mood, and came down the mountain happily, heading straight to the film and television city. She wanted to find a master for Hong Bao, and such a good seedling could not be wasted.

The abbot of Yunlin Temple stood at the entrance of the main hall, watching Yuan Lai's back as he walked down the mountain, and said to the people behind him, "Everything has its own destiny. Donors can rest assured."

Qi Rong walked into the sunlight, feeling somewhat worried, "It seems this bond cannot be broken."

Today's shooting location is very simple, it is a university playground.

Shaoxi was at a loss holding the basketball, "Director, I don't know how to play basketball."

"Don't worry, we have professional basketball players to coach your movements. Let's focus on learning, and we'll keep learning as long as we live." Holding a pen in his mouth, he crossed out a section of the script. "Let's not shoot this section, and move on to the next one."

Shaoxi was practicing how to play basketball with the action instructor, while Xiaohe was sitting in the audience, taking selfies with his mobile phone.

Because she plays a celebrity in the drama, she wears very trendy clothes and her whole body looks exquisite.

Very suitable for selfies.

The child came over with three bottles of yogurt and handed one to Xiao He. "Isn't this the same outfit you usually wear? I can't tell the difference!"

Xiao He's lips curled up at the compliment, "Don't stop, keep going! He's so handsome, is your vocabulary so limited?"

The little boy smiled helplessly while holding the yogurt in his mouth, and sat next to Xiao He, "Haha."

"It's a pity that I will be buried in the soil in a moment."

Xiao He watched the workers in the distance working overtime to dig a deep pit, and he felt itchy. "This excavator looks much more advanced than the one we learned. I wonder if I can handle it. I really want to get on it and drive it."

"Go, show your certificate and throw it at them."

With the child's encouragement, Xiao Hezhen stood up, walked to the construction site, and said a few words to the master.

Then, Xiao He got on the excavator as he wished, waved the shovel and scooped two scoops of soil, then jumped off the car and jumped back to the little boy. "Hahaha, so cool. It's a little harder to operate than what we learned, but it's not difficult for me at all."

After saying that, he didn't get any response from the child. He turned around and saw that the child was browsing his phone with his head down.

“Is the phone really that good looking?”

"Of course. What in the world is more fun than a mobile phone?" The little boy played with his mobile phone while chatting with Xiao He and watching Shao Xi learn basketball.

Yuan Lai quietly walked around behind the lighting technician and patted his shoulder under the niche.

"I want to ask you a favor."

The man under the niche was curious and kicked a stool to Yuan Lai's feet, "Speak."

Yuan Lai sat down, considered his words, and asked, "Will you accept a disciple?"

"No." The man shook his head and refused. "What do you want to do?"

Yuan Lai took out the picture of the red envelope he had taken with his phone and asked, "What do you think of him? Does he have the potential to cultivate?"

He glanced at the picture from under the niche and said, "Isn't this a red envelope? He wants to recognize me as his master? No way!"

Back then at Houdoumen, he was chased by red envelopes many times. If it weren't for Yuan Lai, he would never have swallowed his anger.

Now you still want to be his disciple? That's just wishful thinking.

Yuan Lai took the phone back, feeling somewhat embarrassed. She had forgotten that the red envelope and the niche at the back steep door were incompatible, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

But she was a little unwilling to accept it, so she boldly used moral blackmail, "Why are you so stingy? Hongbao was still a cute puppy at that time. It was his duty to guard the house. Besides, he bit you for my sake. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Consider Hongbao for a bit."

The man under the shrine was a little annoyed by Yuan Lai's nagging and stood up directly, "Chen Shaoxi! Have you learned it? Just do the basic movements correctly!"

Shaoxi nodded confidently, "Director, no problem, we can start shooting anytime."

He took the intercom from the table and said to Yuan Lai perfunctorily, "I'm working."

"Oh," Yuan Lai laughed at herself for being a little overconfident. Her little cleverness was no match for the niche.

The staff at the scene put the unconscious Xiao He into a bag and carried him to the playground, then threw him into a big pit and filled it with soil, leaving only his head exposed.

Shaoxi and his teammates came to the playground to practice basketball. After a beautiful three-point shot, the basketball fell from the basket, escaped from the teammate's palm, and rolled to Xiao He's side.

The player who was picking up the ball saw a human head buried on the playground and fainted on the spot.

The other team members gathered together and chose to call the police immediately.

Shaoxi took a shovel from the utility room and said, "What are you waiting for? Save people!"

Mud flew everywhere, and soon Shaoxi pulled Xiao He out of the pit. He used his hand to check his breath and said, "He seems to be still alive."

"Sue the teacher!"

"Are you an elementary school student? You have to tell the teacher everything. Carry him to the infirmary first." Shaoxi carried Xiao He on his back and ran directly to the infirmary on the south side of the school.

One scene required many takes, and Xiao He was swung back and forth on Shaoxi's back, feeling like his whole body was falling apart.

"Chen Shaoxi, I suspect you are playing a trick on me."

"Really not, brother, I need to find a suitable angle to make sure your face is in the camera." Shaoxi asked Xiao He to sit on the stool, his face full of grievance.

Xiao He covered his chest, coughed violently a few times, and pointed at Shao Xi, "You're the best!"

Gengyun and Haohao, who had finished filming today's scenes, came over to watch.

The child put his phone in his pocket and asked, "Did you finish filming?"

"We're done." Gengyun sat down and asked about the situation. "Are you going to shoot until tonight?"

"Yeah, we have a big night scene."

Haohao tilted his head and laughed at Xiao He's embarrassment, "Hahahaha, you're too miserable, covered in dirt."

Xiao He countered, "I heard you were naked today?"

This trick was very effective. Haohao's face suddenly changed, and he tried to change the subject with a bunch of random things. "Ah, well, big brother said today that he would treat us to a big dinner tonight, but you three have a late-night performance and can't make it. Please, big brother, I'll pack it up for you!"

The little boy completely ignored Haohao's words and said, "We've been trying to lose weight recently, so we won't eat it. You guys eat it!"

"Yes, it's as fat as a ball and easy to roll." Shaoxi was also very unforgiving with his words.

Haohao, who is usually eloquent, seemed to be losing ground at this moment. He just hummed twice and stopped talking. He ran behind the machine and chatted with Yuan Lai.

"It seems like we're all going to be on stage tomorrow, the A-B combination." The little boy was looking forward to it. "I mainly want to see what kind of dance Yibo will do in Erge's live studio."

"Yuan'er has already taught Yibo some simple dance moves." Gengyun looked at the little boy, "What are your plans after filming is finished? Will you continue to act in plays or film dramas?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. If there's a good script, I'll act in it. If I can't find a good one, I'll do something else."

Cultivating unexpectedly, "Doing something else?"