"Old Li, what are you doing?" Huang Zhong suddenly glared at him.

"Sound less!" Li Chengru waved his hand repeatedly.

I saw a large patch sewn in front of his shorts, which could not be said to be a patch, but it was just a pocket that was sewn to death.

After disassembling the line, Lao Li took out a few passbooks from it, and then let out a long breath, feeling relieved.

"I said Lao Li, are you as for it?" Huang Zhong was also amazed and crying.

"Why not, it's 25,000 yuan, which is worth two and a half ten thousand yuan households!"

Li Chengru quickly stuffed his passbook into Huang Zhong's hand.

Huang Zhong threw it on the bed with a little disgust: "You said you are not good at sewing, just sew it in the crotch."

"Everything is for safety! Teacher Huang, you don't know that I didn't dare to go to the toilet along the way!" Li Chengru said pitifully.

Huang Zhong can understand it. After all, these days, the monthly salary is only fifty yuan, and you can earn 600 yuan a year, and you can earn 6,000 yuan in ten years. Theoretically speaking, this 25,000 yuan is enough for a person to earn for the rest of his life. Who dares not pay attention to it?

So he waved to Little Li: "Old Li, come and share the money, you will be one book, I will be one book, I will be one book, you will be one book..."

After a while, there is still one book left.

Little Li snatched the passbook from Huang Zhong's hand: "Teacher Huang, I want this book, and the rest belongs to you."

"Okay, I'll give you an idea to run errands. We brothers are equally divided. What's wrong? Are you still afraid of money chewing hands?" Huang Zhong knew of course that after this, Lao Li was busy working alone, so he really wanted to take the initiative to talk.

Huang Zhong felt that it was very good to cooperate with Lao Li in this way. He had to take care of his daughter, so he definitely didn't have that much time. Lao Li could arrange it again. Such a combination can bring out each other's strengths.

As for the crew, it is also worth it. How can we sell the Wiya without relying on the big tree of the crew or the backstage of the TV station?

Huang Zhong has never thought about having it exclusively, but it is too difficult to operate, so take it slowly.

"Teacher Huang, this money is so scary!"

Little Lizi seemed to be really scared, and her face was a bit ferocious.

You call someone who earns 50 yuan a month to get 5,000 yuan at once, and you really can't even sleep.

Huang Zhong reached out and patted his shoulder: "Old Li, your psychological quality is not good, and our life is still to come."

After saying that, he threw a passbook to the other party: "I will take more of it this time. Let's find a way to make up for it for you. Let's settle the score clearly with our brothers."

"Okay, Mr. Huang, I'll do whatever you say, I'll do with you in the future!" Little Lizi was full of excitement and was almost going to make a confession.

Both of them put away their passbooks, and Huang Zhong quickly opened the doors and windows, and the room was almost filled with heat.

After chatting for a while, when he learned that Little Lizi was going to go back to the capital, Huang Zhong entrusted him with one more thing: to help him touch a small courtyard.

After all, Li Chengru is an old man from the capital, and he is familiar with everyone on the ground and has innate advantages.

It is said that his house is next to the Forbidden City. When he was a child, he flew kites and often hung them on the eaves of the Forbidden City. Huang Zhong was quite envious of this.

Little Lizi naturally agreed. For others, buying a courtyard house is more difficult, and cheaper ones will cost tens of thousands of yuan.

But for Teacher Huang, it's not a big deal. He is now wearing a courtyard house in his pocket.

You can create a courtyard house with your mouth. Huang Zhong said that the more good things you have, the better.

To say that the courtyard houses at this time are cheap, it is measured completely based on the value decades later.

You can only buy a courtyard house with a lifetime salary. Can you say it is cheap?

It was obvious that Little Lizi's attitude was completely different from before, and she felt a sense of closeness from the inside out.

Otherwise, there would be four major iron statements later.

The two brothers were chatting enthusiastically, and a light knock on the door came from the door.

The door was open, and Zhu Lin stood outside the door in a pretty good mood: "The old classmate is here too. I asked Teacher Huang to study the script. The filming was not smooth during the day. I saw Director Yang was unhappy."

Little Lizi blinked her eyelids twice, and immediately stood up and said, "It just so happened that I have something to do. You can study it, you can study it."

While speaking, he walked out and walked a few steps. When he heard the sound of the door closing behind him, Li Zi smacked his lips: No, my classmate is over thirty years old, he has become an old cow...

In the room, Zhu Lin naturally sat on the bed, holding the script in his hand.

After getting along for the past two months, we have become more familiar with each other, but the relationship seems to have a little more ambiguousness.

"Teacher Xiao Huang, do you think Tang Seng likes the king of the Kingdom of Women?" Zhu Lin held the script and asked a sharp question.

Huang Zhong quickly drank a cup and his throat was a little dry. Such a charming beauty looked at you with affection, no one could stand it.

He quickly changed the subject: "Where is Dingding?"

"Where is Director Yang's house, Director Yang and the others slept early, and Ding Ding slept there." Her Majesty the Queen's beautiful eyes circulated, and the charm made Huang Zhong want to drink water again.

Zhu Lin stood up and turned to the bed next to Huang Zhong: "Teacher Huang, I will film and watch the national treasure tomorrow. I always feel panicked. Why don't we rehearse first?"

The two of them worked side by side, almost shoulder to shoulder, Huang Zhong could even smell the breath coming from each other.

He could also feel the other person's intentions. Since they are so proactive, as a man, if he retreats, he will be really worse than a beast.

So he looked sideways and chuckled softly, "Teacher Zhu, I am not Tang Monk in the play, and I don't have such a firm heart toward Buddha."

The queen also turned around gently, and the two of them sat opposite each other.

With eyes facing each other, the queen's eyes looked bright, as if water could drip out.

And some parts of her body are probably the same.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and each other's eyes were unscrupulously intertwined and merged together.

It's like with some kind of strong attraction, pulling each other closer and closer.

The Queen's soft voice seemed to float from the sky: "I remember what was written in a poem by my predecessor. When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world. Brother Yu, are you okay?"

"good!"

Huang Zhong gently raised his hand, held the other person's jaw, and slowly moved forward.

Her Majesty the Queen also slowly closed her beautiful eyes, leaving only her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Wow, the cry of children came from the corridor.

The two of them stood up at the same time as if they were electrocuted.

Soon, Director Yang hugged Huang Dingding and pushed open the door: "Teacher Xiao Huang, Dingding doesn't sleep well today and always cries. See if he feels uncomfortable?"

Huang Zhong hurriedly hugged his daughter. The little guy cried very well. He wiped his eyes with his backs and his face was so fuzzy.

Huang Zhong could feel his little body trembling.

He quickly coaxed: "Be good at Ding Ding, Ding Ding doesn't cry, how can he feel uncomfortable? Tell dad?"

His daughter has always been pretty and rarely cry so sadly.

Huang Dingding curled his lips and rubbed his thighs with his little hands: "It hurts here."

Huang Zhong quickly took a closer look. There were indeed two red areas on the little guy's white and tender legs.

Huang Dingding said again: "Grandma is not good, grandma pinchs me, I won't sleep with grandma."

The room suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was very awkward.

The blush on the queen's face had not subsided, and now it became even redder. She lowered her head and quickly walked out of the house.

Director Yang looked at Huang Zhong with a little apology, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he turned around and went back to his room.

Hi, this matter is a mess.

Huang Zhong also shook his head and then coaxed his daughter to sleep. His daughter's little hand wrapped around his neck, causing the fire in his heart to subside.

In the next room, Cast Wang pointed at Director Yang and shook his head: "You, you, young people, don't get involved with it."

Director Yang has a good relationship with her husband. She knows that her husband has been standing behind her and silently supports her.

But in the crew, she is a parent, and she doesn't want her own crew to spread rumors of one kind or another, which is irresponsible to the actors.

So Director Yang was also very confused. Of course, she admired Teacher Xiao Huang, a young man, who is talented and capable, and is not arrogant or impatient. This seems particularly rare among young people.

But the more this happens, the more Director Yang feels that he cannot ruin Xiao Huang's image.

So in the end, it was rational to overcome the feelings, so Director Yang was forced to use the counter-espionage strategy. He just felt sorry for this little guy Ding Ding, and probably offended the little girl miserably.

"They are talented and beautiful, but young people are not like our time now. Don't make trouble with each other in the future, be careful to do something wrong with kindness." Wang's voice was still silent.

However, Director Yang still nodded obediently. She was a strong woman outside, but Director Yang respected this wife who came with her very much.

Turn off the lights and sleep, in the dark, Director Yang sighed softly: "Actually, I don't want to care. I just feel that they are in this state, seemingly wrong, close and distant, and it's just right to play and watch the national treasure."

The voice of Wang's camera also rang out: "You are all a drama fan, go to bed..."

"Grandma Yang, get up, get up and tickle Ding Ding's braids." The next morning, Huang Ding Ding knocked on the door again.

Director Yang has already gotten up, he is older and has less feeling.

When he opened the door and saw the happy little man outside, Director Yang's mood suddenly became brighter.

The little girl can get along with her. If you don’t hold grudges, just take a nap.

Director Yang happily picked up the little guy, put it on the bed, picked up the wooden comb, started combing her hair, and then braided two small braids, which immediately became beautiful.

During breakfast, Huang Zhong saw Zhu Lin coming to have a little bit of energy when he was having breakfast. He probably didn't sleep well last night, right?
To be continued...