late at night.

It was pouring rain.

Any members of the crew of "National Soul" who had no jobs shrank under the shed and collapsed into a row, and they didn't have the energy to eat. They just wanted to open their mouths and drink some rain water.

After the college entrance examination, Zhang Xu and Yang Damei became crazy. Every day, they kept filming, filming, and filming again from opening their eyes to closing their eyes.

The two of them were so energetic that they were very energetic, but the others complained.

Yang Yuying stood in the studio, with six stylists and makeup artists styling her, the lights were metering, and several photography were adjusting the camera position.

The scene I am filming now is New Year's Eve. Lin Rong went back to his villa from the long street alone and met an American painting fan by chance. He was enthusiastically praised for his scenes.

There are only a few lines, one sentence I only draw what I want to draw, whether you like it or not.

The second sentence is that this year is the great big thing for my motherland. I just hope that everything will go well from now on.

The lines were simple, but before these two lines, she had just completed her plan to die by herself, and the last step of death was left. She went to see Mr. Lu again.

Mr. Lu from California Institute of Technology is Lin Rong's friend. He is preparing to return to China. He secretly took more than ten micro-film photos before returning to China. The experimental data of his research results over the past 20 years are very important.

Without these things, it might take several more years for him to restore his research.

Mr. Lu was very upset about this and thought of many ways, but he couldn't guarantee that he would be foolproof.

On New Year's Eve, Lin Rong met him for the last time and said, "Please give me one of those backups. I promise that when you return to the place you want to go back, these things will come."

Mr. Lu trusts her very much.

Even Zhang Xu has no definite answer to this scene when Yang Yuying is about to act.

The screenwriter wrote this scene and asked Lin Rong to walk this part of the way, and his expression on his face should be separated from her daily arrogance and become serious and solemn.

Zhang Xu also said that the character Lin Rong appears to be the introvert and arrogant of some artists, without any taboos, speaks straight and viciously, and is completely incompatible with the doctrine of mean that Yan Huang advocates.

Only before she dies, she should have changed.

Yang Yuying thought about it, and suddenly swept the setting bench on the ground, sat down slowly, put her hands back, and looked up at the sky.

Zhang Xu looked at the close-up camera. She had no image in her body, and she felt a little lazy in her bones. Her expression on her face was a little relaxed, with a little happiness, but a tear oozing out of her eyes.

The photographer next to him held his breath unconsciously.

After a long time, Zhang Xu nodded: "Okay."

The solution was what Lin Rong thought of. She did every step by herself and handled it herself. This was not easy. First of all, it must be absolutely confidential. She also had to persuade her friends to help her with all their strength, but the final result was death.

Now that we are at the last step, does Lin Rong have to be solemn? No, she can also be relaxed and can show the side she has never shown.

Lin Rong in the camera is now very good. He stands up and is no longer a flat tragic character.

Zhang Xu was in a good mood and even more enthusiastic, "Come on, come on, the filming is very smooth now. Mingzhe, you can play it yourself, let's adjust it a few more times."

Photographer:...It's so tired, but I can't say it.

The crew of "National Soul" was filming lively.

The college entrance examination results are out.

On this day, the farewell ceremony for Lin Rong's body was filmed on the set.

Yang Yuying lay in the coffin with good makeup, playing the role of Zhao Zheng, an old actor who had forgotten her age and was both sad and solemn.

"...She is my close friend, the elves in this world, she is a great artist, and she has endless life in her paintings..."

Because it was the live radio, the whole set was extremely quiet. Suddenly, Wang Tong pushed open the door and shouted: "Mingzhe, you are the top scorer, the top scorer in the college entrance examination! It's not considered a bonus, 742 points!"

Zhao Zheng: "...we are so sad...the top scorer?"

Zhang Xu didn't call for a card, Yang Yuying lay down and didn't move. After a while, cheers were everywhere on the set, and everyone lay beside the coffin and shouted: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Yang Yuying was barely silent for a while and whispered: "Tongxi?"

Everyone was quiet, and Zhang Xu coughed: "How is this filming? Let's go back and we're done with the movie, and we'll put it as an easter egg at the end of the movie."

The assistant director's eyes turned black: "Don't! Don't!"

He participated in this film to leave a name in the history of Yanhuang movies. Such a passionate film must not be turned into a funny movie, okay?

Zhao Zheng still looked solemn: "Although our top scorer in the college entrance examination passed away, her achievements will be recorded in history forever... Let's take a break."

Putting down the microphone in his hand, Zhao Zheng bent down and pulled Yang Yuying up, and smiled and said, "Congratulations, I can put on a banner on the set, so everyone is lively."

Yang Yuying: “…”

It is said that the college entrance examination is successful and the top spot is a good thing, but why does it seem a bit embarrassing when it is troubled now?

In fact, Wang Tong was already crazy about being happy. Yang Yuying only turned on her phone and logged into a Weibo account, and was frightened by the publicity lyrics that were ashamed of her company.

Fortunately, Zhang Xu was on the set, so he asked Zhang Xu to block many interview requests. Even the fans were very enthusiastic. All kinds of gifts flocked to the set. Zhang Xu was so angry that he called Xiao Zhang several times. There was no way, so he could only find someone to handle his aunt's personal gift.

Yang Yuying was very happy. She took out a lot of cute little things like opening treasure chests, such as notebooks, dolls, etc., which were quite interesting. While playing, she finally decided on her favorite major and school with the real Yang Mingzhe.

The little girl has chosen to major in computer science and has no intention of changing her mind now. When Yang Yuying filled out her application, she filled in the Department of Computer Science and Technology of Shuimu University.

The crew was lively for a while, and Yang Yuying magically broke away from her lazy attributes and turned into a workaholic. Finally, before the heat came, she was extremely efficient in filming all the remaining scenes, and there was no need to stay on the set to continue to suffer.

Mr. Liu came here to pick her up from the set, took a solid bath, and soaked in the hot spring for a while. Without a spa, the aunt who had been doing her home for twenty years gave her a full body massage.

When the spiritual energy in Yang Yuying's body began to boil.

"When I was passing on my craft, my master said that his craft was a secret master of the Xiao family. Not everyone can learn it, nor can anyone enjoy all the techniques. He passed on this craft to me, hoping that when the time comes, the watchmen of the Times League can enjoy it... Now it is still worthy of its commitment."

Yang Yuying suddenly felt that she might be able to work in Shimengchang for a long time, because sometimes, she is really happy.

It is probably difficult for people who have never experienced this feeling of happiness.

"The moon is full again...I am old again."

Yang Yuying was immersed in a little subtle emotion when she heard a sigh outside the window, quickly put on her clothes and pulled open the window, and smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, what are you doing?"

There was a circle of people in their twenties, all of whom were young, staring at Liu Shulan nervously.

Mr. Liu is doing pull-ups.

"One...one...two, two."

Liu Shulan fell down, "Huh!"

Yang Yuying applauded vigorously: "Awesome, the old man is amazing."

Liu Shulan's face turned red and she walked over slowly, holding the railing and asked with a smile: "Time is up, I'll be the guide and come in person."

Yang Yuying: "...that's what you have to call Zhang Wenjiu."

Yang Yuying cannot forget the serious tasks of Shimeng.

She acted very relaxed. In this era, this is not a very dangerous and difficult task, but she still has to do it carefully.

Yang Yuying whispered: "Call the old people."

At this time, there is no need for her to look at the password maps hidden on antique cultural relics. The system has already shown a small map with a particularly considerate appearance.

There are twelve balance devices on it. Next to the device is a scroll. Click to open it, and what emerges is a long text record.

The scroll is the calendar of the watchers of the Alliance and some peripheral members of this plane, which is simple but detailed.

Liu Shulan's eyes were bright: "Okay, the elderly are going... and bring the good children at home."

Over the years, they have maintained a tacit understanding and did not involve children in the world of these elderly people. But in recent times, Liu Shulan has often reflected on it. Do they really don’t want their descendants to know that in this ordinary world, their ancestors actually had an extraordinary career?

Now, he has to admit that he is old, so he begins to hope that before death, they can reveal the most proud things in their lives in front of the children.

Yang Yuying took a deep breath and called the tailor of the Liu family to come over to make the uniform of Hershey League, a dark green satin robe, and a gold thread wrapped in silk buckle. In summer, the thick red cloak was subtracted.

This type of clothing that looks similar to military uniforms is suitable for young people to wear, but Mr. Liu and others look very decent when wearing it.

Mu Nanping reached out to touch the balance-shaped silver medal on his chest. His eyes were turbid for a moment, and he quickly cleaned up a clear lake surface.

Shangyu Company has been very diligent in giving bonuses and blond hair recently.

Wang Tong held his bank card and happened to see Mr. Xiao Zhang coming out of the elevator, shrinking his shoulders slightly, his eyes were dark and thick, his face was haggard, and he was carrying a suitcase in his hand, as if he was about to go far.

When he ran into her head, Wang Tong didn't dodge for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat, but he saw that Mr. Xiao Zhang turned a blind eye to her. The face that often had a frivolous smile seemed to be covered with a layer of blue-gray paste.

Mr. Zhang Yunhai glanced at Wang Tong and couldn't help but sigh when she saw her standing respectfully waiting for him to pass. These young employees knew that they had to get paid for their salary all day long, and lived a leisurely and leisurely life, but they didn't know how much hard work they had to put in for their comfortable life.

Just say that now, the elderly at home suddenly went crazy. A large number of old men with an average age of nearly 80, and ancestors who had not appeared in social occasions for many years ran to the sky and sea to meet, saying that they were going to travel to the desert.

Feed my mother and uncle, Zhang Yunhai's tears flowed out.

No matter how these old knives persuaded them, they were disobedient!

As soon as Zhang Yunhai guessed, he guessed that it was Liu Shulan and Liu Lao, who were standing outside the Liu family villa these days, including Liu Feng and Liu Yincheng and Liu Er, who were standing guard with other guys at the door.

When he went there yesterday, he didn't pay attention, so he threw the car keys to Mr. Liu. After walking for more than 30 meters, he realized something was wrong. When he looked back, Mr. Er parked his car for him.

“…”

Thinking about it now, Xiao Zhang always covered his heart and felt that he was about to catch a cold. If he hadn't been shaking his hands so badly, he would have written his last words.

I just told you to expose the corpse in the wilderness when the time comes, so as not to leave any remains, so as to avoid letting the boys under the Second Master dig out again.

Xiao Zhang was always full of random thoughts, and his phone kept shaking. Friends from all sides were talking all kinds of clichés. He could ignore some people, but he really didn't dare to do so, but he really didn't know anything!
To be continued...