The director is a god... stick!

While the driver and a group of passengers were anxiously waiting in the car, Xuan Yi and the man wobbled back with the fainted man on their shoulders.

Seeing the fainted young man, the driver was taken aback: "This..."

"Just like you, I ran too fast on the road, stumbled in front of me, and fell unconscious." Xuan Yi said calmly: "Don't worry, I will probably wake up in a while. Take it to the hospital."

The driver turned his gaze to the man carrying the young man: "Then this..."

"I met a hitchhiker on the way." Xuan Yi waved his hand and continued to speak calmly.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, how could I meet a hitchhiker by such a coincidence?Why do you look so scary when you are dressed so thinly in winter?After going through a series of mysterious things just now, the driver looked at the new man and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The man put the fainted man on his shoulder on the car seat, turned around and saw the driver's eyes full of distrust, smiled indifferently, and reached out to the driver: "Don't worry, I'm alive , It’s not some ghost hitchhiking, if you don’t believe me touch it, my hand is still warm.”

The driver shook hands with him suspiciously, sensed the temperature of the man's hand, and saw the man's shadow under the light inside the car, he finally let go of his restless heart, and cursed himself in his heart that he must have fallen somersault just now Confused, how can you be so suspicious?

"Hey, does my phone have a signal?" At this moment, a passenger in the carriage shouted in surprise.

When everyone heard this sentence, they picked up their mobile phones to check, and they found that the signal had changed back to full, and they could continue to communicate with the outside world.

In a place that no one saw, Xuan Yi's eyes moved slightly when he sat back again, and he kicked with his toes, kicking the small package that sealed the dead ghost to the inside of the seat.

Seeing that the signal from the mobile phone came back, the driver tentatively regained his grip on the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.

This time the car had no obstacles, the wheels were turning, and it went forward smoothly for a while.

"It's really evil..." He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, muttered something in a low voice, then stabilized his mind, stepped on the gas pedal, and quickly left this evil section of road, not daring to go too far do stay.

In order to relieve the panic in his heart just now, the driver asked the new man behind him while driving: "We walked all the way to the city station and got off. Where are you going to get off?"

The man said: "Same, just get off at the city station, master, how much is the fare?"

The driver flattened his mouth impatiently: "Forget it, you are driving halfway, and this is the middle of the night, and if you encounter something like that just now, I will take you as a good deed, and the car fee will not be charged." gone."

The person behind him laughed: "Then thank you, Master."

The driver said without looking back: "Okay, young man, find an empty seat and sit there!"

The passenger car was driving steadily and rapidly on the road, and the man walked past the almost full passenger seats in front as if walking on the ground, and walked straight to the back of the car.

When he passed by the two girls who love to watch variety shows, one of the girls carefully looked up at him, then lowered her head and whispered to her companion, "Oh, do you think this handsome guy looks familiar?"

"It seems a little familiar, but I can't remember who this person is?" Her companion was thinking hard in a low voice: "This person is more beautiful than ordinary celebrities, and he is probably not an ordinary person."

"But I hang out with TV dramas and variety shows every day. I am familiar with the young idols and stars who often appear on TV. When I meet them in real life, I can recognize them even if they wear sunglasses and masks."

"This person is so good-looking just by showing the lower half of his face. If he is in the entertainment industry, he must be on TV often. How come I have never seen it before?"

Ignoring the whispers of the two young girls talking behind him, the man walked through all the empty seats in the back half of the car, went straight to the last row, and stopped beside Xuan Yi.

"Xiao Daoist, can I sit here?"

He pointed to the seat next to Xuan Yi, changed his sharp attitude when he first met, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and asked in a low voice, his voice was soft and refreshing.

Xuan Yi raised his head, looked at him with dark eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked: "There are so many empty seats next to you, why bother to squeeze me together?"

"Is the little Daoist not willing?"

"Can you give Pindao a reason?"

"I hit it off with the Taoist priest, how is it?"

"...No, sir, you have a thick skin."

"Where."

The two were polite and polite on the surface, but in secret they had a verbal confrontation. After a long stalemate, Xuan Yi finally sighed, pressed his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to each other: "Poverty's surname is Xuan."

The other party got his consent, sat down graciously, and shook Xuan Yi's hand tightly: "Master Xuan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"My name is Xiao."

"Mr. Xiao is good."

The two only exchanged each other's surnames, but did not confess their names. Obviously, they did not let go of their guard against each other. At this time, they were chatting with each other, and there were more tentative confrontations between words.

A person who is afraid of the opponent's status as a monster is worried about whether it will cause harm to ordinary people; a person who is afraid of the opponent's status as a Taoist will hunt and kill monsters at will.Under the taboo of the two sides, it is no wonder that this is the case.

"Just now I saw the Taoist master's profound Taoism. Presumably, when walking in the world, there must be countless rich and powerful families lining up, begging the Taoist master to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, and explore Fengshui?" Mr. Xiao asked.

Xuan Yi knew that he was seeking to prove his identity, so he shook his head and said, "Mr. Xiao praised me, to be honest, I am not very interested in catching ghosts and demons, and exploring Fengshui. In fact, in the past few years, my job The job is to become a film director after graduation.”

"Director..." Mr. Xiao was slightly taken aback, "This is really unexpected."

"In this way, the Taoist priest's career is related to me." He looked Xuan Yi up and down, and said: "Actually, my job in the world is to be an actor."

"Actor..." Knowing Mr. Xiao's occupation, Xuan Yi was not as surprised as the other party, but pondered: "No wonder I saw you familiar just now."

A faint smile emerged from the corner of Mr. Xiao's mouth, and he said helplessly, "Due to my personal reasons, I have been hiding from the world for a few years, and I have never filmed a movie. The Taoist priest must have admitted his mistake."

Having said that, after the two found out about each other's identities and occupations, they were less wary of each other, and the content of the chat became more relaxed.

At this moment, the galloping vehicle bumped, and a round object "rolled" and rolled under the two of them.

Mr. Xiao looked down, only to see a plump, squat winter bamboo shoot rolling down at his feet, tightly next to his shoes.

This is the souvenir that my grandfather must stuff in Xuan Yi's arms before he leaves. Just before he got out of the car, he poured the bamboo shoots out of the sack. Because no one cleaned them up, these bamboo shoots had been piled up under the seat. At this time As the vehicle bumps, it rolls everywhere.

Xuan Yi lowered his head and saw these winter bamboo shoots rolling all over the ground, he patted his forehead helplessly, leaned over and reached out to pick up a chubby bamboo shoot: "Why did I almost forget these?"

He wanted to put away these winter bamboo shoots, but at this time there was a dead ghost sealed in the sack, and there was no place to put it. "Bamboo shoots..." Mr. Xiao lowered his head and picked up a bamboo shoot rolling at his feet: "Winter bamboo shoots dug out in winter taste more tender and refreshing than spring bamboo shoots, especially this kind of freshly dug bamboo shoots. It’s rare to find this kind of freshness in supermarkets in big cities these days.”

There was a bit of sincere love for bamboo shoots in his tone.

Xuan Yi said: "If Mr. Xiao likes the souvenirs stuffed by the family, how about giving them to you?"

Mr. Xiao raised his head and asked him with a smile: "The priest really wants to send me off?"

Xuan Yi always felt that through the sunglasses on his face, the joy in his eyes behind the mirror could hardly be concealed.

It was the first time I saw a person who loved bamboo shoots so much.

Oh, by the way, I forgot that the other party is not a human being... Maybe the other party's real body before the transformation is a vegetarian animal that loves bamboo shoots?

Vegetarianism is good, the chances of vegetarian animals cannibalism are greatly reduced after they become monsters.

The two chatted with each other like this, and the atmosphere was relaxed. Before they knew it, half the night flew by, and the sky gradually turned pale.

Passing through the quiet mountain depressions and small villages and towns, the surrounding environment gradually became more prosperous. Amidst the bustle of people, the bus "creaked" and stopped.

This long-distance bus, which has experienced several twists and turns overnight, finally arrived at the station.

Xuan Yi and the two got out of the car, shook hands politely once again outside the station, and were about to say goodbye.

It was just a chance meeting by chance, as it should be.But at the moment when the two turned around, Xuan Yi suddenly stopped and called out to the other party: "Mr. Xiao."

Mr. Xiao looked back at him: "Taoist?"

Xuan Yi said: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask, Mr. Xiao wears sunglasses when we meet, and he never took them off, but because of your identity?"

Mr. Xiao asked, "My identity?"

"I wasn't sure about it before, but after chatting later, I learned that your surname is Xiao and you are an actor, so I guessed it in my heart." Xuan Yi said lightly: "There are not many young actors surnamed Xiao in the entertainment industry. Even less, you have not been filming for the past few years, and people outside the industry are discussing, do you want to quit the industry?"

"Mr. Xiao was afraid that people would recognize him when he took off his sunglasses, and he couldn't escape being surrounded by a carload of fans asking for autographs." He joked again.

Mr. Xiao raised his hand to caress the sunglasses on his face, and said with a wry smile: "Don't be joking, Daoist. I have been dormant for several years without filming. The entertainment industry is a place that changes very quickly. I'm afraid people will forget me a long time ago." Now, how many fans recognize me?"

After hearing his words, Xuan Yi suppressed the smile on his face before, and became serious: "Mr. Xiao, don't underestimate yourself,"

"Actually, I have been wearing sunglasses before. It's not because I'm afraid that fans will recognize it. It's still because of me." Mr. Xiao leaned closer to him: "But the Taoist priest is right. I have been wearing sunglasses all the way. It is really inappropriate. .”

Facing Xuan Yi, he slowly took off the sunglasses on his face.

Just as Xuan Yi had guessed before, the other party's eyes were deep, black and white, bright as stars, with long and thick eyebrows, and a handsome face.But when he smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, gentle and clear, dispelling the chill all over his body.

Not to mention, with this face alone, the other party does have the capital to become a star.

However, at this moment, the face of the other party...

"Your face..." Xuan Yi was really surprised at this time, and looked at the other party with a surprised expression.

Mr. Xiao raised his hand and took his sunglasses back: "As I said before, because of my personal reasons, I had to suspend filming. This is also the reason why I have been wearing sunglasses."

Xuan Yi remembered his request just now, and suddenly felt a little guilty: "Sorry, before..."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, but it's really impolite for me to talk to you wearing sunglasses all the time."

After Mr. Xiao put on his sunglasses again, he reached out to him again: "Although you have recognized my identity, I still want to introduce myself again."

"My surname is Xiao, Xiao Baimo, a professional actor."

"My surname is Xuan, Xuan Yi, a professional director."

Xuan Yi also stretched out his hand, and the two solemnly exchanged names again, apparently finally let go of their guard against each other and got to know each other again.

"Meet by accident, goodbye by fate." The two who got to know each other said goodbye to each other, Xiao Baimo waved to Xuan Yi, turned around, called a taxi and left.

When he left, he didn't forget to hold the winter bamboo shoots that Xuan Yi gave him.

Xuan Yi stood on the spot and watched the other party leave, but suddenly heard a little girl cheering in his ear: "Hey, look, that person just now...is it Xiao Baimo?"

He turned around and found that the cheering girl was one of the passengers he met on the bus just now.

The excited girl was holding her companion's hand happily at this time, and said excitedly: "The handsome guy took off his sunglasses just now, I took a look from a distance, although I can't see clearly, but it is definitely the actor Xiao Baimo who didn't run away." No wonder I thought he looked familiar in the car just now!"

Her companion looked at the direction the taxi was leaving with a blank expression: "Who? Xiao Baimo? Impossible!"

"Which big star is not picked up by a special car, and bodyguards lead the way in and out of the station and airport. Have you ever seen any star who is like us, taking a long-distance bus halfway? Could it be that Xiao Baimo has not been filming in the past few years, so he has become so angry gone?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Your idol has passed away! That's Xiao Baimo, the youngest actor in the history of the country. At the age of 12, he became famous in one fell swoop with the famous director Sun Bin's movie "Prodigy". Won foreign awards, he was a very popular child star back then, and when he grew up, he created many classic characters, and won domestic awards over and over again. He has talent, strength and good looks. Yes!" the girl retorted.

"Then maybe you misunderstood just now, it is impossible for such a famous actor to be in the same car as us..."

"Maybe it's really happened. Recently, people are saying that he is going to quit the industry. After retiring, the actor may want to experience life..."

The two girls argued with each other, walking further and further away, the voice gradually disappeared, Xuan Yi didn't continue to listen, turned around and took a taxi to leave, and returned to his residence.

After a long taxi ride, he just came home, and before he had time to take a good rest on the soft bed and stretch his sore limbs, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate desperately.

He braced himself up, answered the phone, and heard someone on the other end exclaim: "Director, it's not good!"

"The protagonist that our film crew originally decided on is the young boy who has become popular recently, Ming Haochen... All the conditions have been negotiated before, and now it's time to sign the contract..."

"He quit the job!"