[Yun Tuan]: Thank you for your hard work - by the way, please pay attention to whether the crew of "Snow Mud Gu Hongying" has contacted Xingtutu.
[Jinghe]: Just the fire one?
[Yun Tuan]: Well, the one with Jing Yu as the male protagonist.
[Jinghe]: Oh my God, I suddenly want to watch him act in a TV series! I feel like that stinky face is the same in everything he plays, right?
[Jing Yu]: I can see...
[Jinghe]: I was wrong, I will never say nonsense again.
[Jing Yu]: Yun Tuan, do you know about Buddhist amulets?
[Yun Tuan]: I know something, but I’m not specific. I specialize in Taoism. Has he hung the Buddhist amulet on his chest?
[Jing Yu]: No, it was in my pocket. It just fell out and rolled to my feet.
[Cloud]: Stay away from that person. The cards he carries are probably Gumantong or Little Ghost. It’s hard for me to be sure without seeing the real thing, and I can’t tell whether it’s a luck bonus or a curse.
[Jing Yu]: Yeah.
There was a strong smell of safflower oil coming from the side, and Yun Tuan did not look back - the girl fell in a bit awkward position in the morning, although she was also a woman, some people also minded.
"If it still hurts a lot at night and it gets worse, it's best to take a X-ray. If you hurt a bone, you need to get treatment as soon as possible."
Yun Tuan yawned and said casually.
Xiaoyu finished kneading the safflower oil and closed the lid, "Thank you."
"You're welcome. If you have time later, can you help me look at Ban Yong...the assistant director next to me? It's the one we saw when we got off the bus."
"Of course, are you just watching? Do you want to send a message?"
Xiaoyu instantly thought about the love-hate entanglements between the troubled daughter and the film and television family, and straightened her back, feeling that she also had the ability to act in a police movie.
"No, just take a look to see if he is wearing anything strange or doing anything unusual. Don't let him notice you."
Yun Tuan whispered, opening the internal and external circulation systems of the nanny car, trying to let the smell of safflower oil diffuse first, and then discharge it evenly.
"I understand! Thank you Sister Yun for the safflower oil. I'll go see the teacher in class and see if he needs anything!"
"Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work, you can make money!" Xiaoyu packed up his mood and ran out with his beige backpack.
Yun Tuan then pulled up the record on the chat interface and took a brief look at it.
What Jing Yu was talking to Jing He about was his own mission.
"Find the grandma who was expelled by the urban management, find out the whereabouts of her grandson and rescue her..."
Yun Tuan read out Jinghe's mission, which seemed to have nothing to do with hers.
For non-natural disaster and epidemic humanities dungeons, the three-person tasks are different, which means that the difficulty of this dungeon is a bit high.
She continued to scroll down and found Jing Yu's mission - "Stop the Banlan Group's illegal experiments and rescue no less than thousands of victims..."
Banlan Group, this has something to do with Ban Yong.
No wonder...
I originally thought that based on Jing Yu's character, he would immediately announce his retirement and complete the task beautifully behind the scenes, instead of facing the difficult actress and camera like he does now.
[Yun Tuan]: I'm back! I want to find out the cause of Xiaoxian Xiaohua's death and catch the murderer.
[Jing Yu]: Well, remember to go online around ten o'clock tonight.
[Cloud]:Okay.
After closing the interface, Yun Tuan subconsciously touched his wrist. There was no embroidered bracelet to ward off evil spirits, and there were no tools at hand.
Should we venture in to explore the path, or should we take a long-term approach?
But on the first day of shooting, there may be some things that have just been arranged and haven’t had time to cover up, just like the porcelain jar just now.
Don't miss this opportunity.
Yun Tuan gritted his teeth, got out of the car with his backpack, and walked towards the set in the distance.