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Chapter 23 New Neighbors

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

On the field, two carriages ran and chased each other, staged a scene of chasing each other.

"Male Gobi, what are you doing so quickly?"

Fang Nan muttered and scolded Wu Xing, who was driving the carriage in front of him, and threw the reins to Zhang Weijian according to the script. He made up his mind, stepped on the carriage with both feet, and gave the director and Wu Xing a signal.

Wu Xing received the signal, understood it, pulled the steel wire with all his strength and ran forward, while Fang Nan flew out with the help of Wia.

At the same time that Fang Nan jumped over the horse's head, the carriage was still running. If he fell, he would either be stepped on by the horse or run over by the carriage. Hold your breath.

At this time, Fang Nan had already forgotten himself, he swung his feet and opened his arms, and rushed straight to the carriage in front of him in a gliding posture.

Both feet stepped on the carriage smoothly, and before he could stand still, he kicked back with his right foot instantly, kicking away Wu Xing, who was playing the villain.

"cut, ok, ok, perfect perfect!"

Huang Weiming behind the monitor stood up and applauded first after Fang Nan completed the series of actions in a flowing manner.

Then more than 30 staff members at the scene applauded and responded, especially Wu Xing performed the most enthusiastically.

Isn't there such a saying that only professional workers can understand the hardships of professional workers.

Fang Nan, on the other hand, was someone who had reached the pinnacle of his martial arts career.

At the end of today's scene, when Wu Xing helped Fang Nan unload the wire, Huang Weiming walked over and asked curiously, "Nan Tsai, who is the master who led you in?"

Fang Nan shook his head: "I don't have a master, I think that in this line of work, you have to be bold and careful, watch more and learn more."

He has a master, but this master is the master who taught him dog boxing. He is so slippery in martial arts, and he really stumbled all the way with his life, injuries, and breath.

"Then you are a genius, but it's a pity that the film industry is in a recession now, and there are fewer action movies. It's hard to get ahead." Huang Weiming sighed.

This is a cliché, and Fang Nan knows it well, so in his last life, he turned to lighting and photography, and went around all the way. It took more than ten or twenty years to become a powerful director. It's just this fate.
"Okay, let's call it a day, pack up and go back to the hotel, and come here tomorrow."

Huang Weiming asked the staff to pack up the equipment and load it into the car, while Fang Nan went to a temporary make-up spot to remove it.

After taking off his makeup, Fang Nan followed the crew out of the studio.

On the street, he turned his head and looked around, and finally he sighed and rushed to the market. Every day, he either went to the restaurant or packed lunch.

Not long after, Fang Nan carried a small half bag of cornmeal and a bag of sweet potatoes into the courtyard.

"Who are you looking for?" He heard such a voice when he stepped into the courtyard.

The sound is soft and crisp.

Taking another sneak peek, the girl who asked the question had a small cherry mouth and willow-leaf eyebrows, with long braids and a white short-sleeved shirt, which set off her bare arms.

"Hey, who is this? It would be a pity if he was standing on the street."

Fang Nan sneaked a glance at the side of the well to wash his clothes. After tilting his head and looking at his girl, his mind was full of thoughts.

"I live here, did you just move in?" Fang Nan walked to the kitchen door, put down the cornmeal and sweet potatoes, and answered while taking out the key to open the door.

"Yeah, I just moved here during the day." The girl said, shaking her hands and getting up: "Can you help me?"

"No, no, you're busy with your work." Fang Nan hurriedly refused, joking, how could a girl help me with such a trivial matter.

Watching the girl sit down, Fang Nan went into the kitchen with cornmeal and sweet potatoes, and then went out of the house with the stove to start a fire. Just then, he heard the girl who did the laundry say to the alley, "Who are you looking for?"

Fang Nan tilted his head, and Wu Gao entered the yard, followed by Huang Mao.

"Hey, girl, are you new to Hengdian? Do you want to be a star? I'm the biggest group leader in Hengdian. Why don't you follow me? I know directors, producers, and lots of work. You're so beautiful. Make a few films and you will definitely become a big star."

Same as Fang Nan's reaction just now, Wu Gao spotted the beauty exuded by the laundry girl with just one glance, and went forward to talk endlessly.

On the contrary, the yellow hair is not bad, he rushed to Fang Nan, got down on the knees and blew wildly on the smoking stove.

"Thank you, but I followed the group leader."

After the braided girl finished speaking, she got up and did something that was beyond everyone's expectations, "It's hard for you to light a stove like this, I'll make it for you." She walked up to Fang Nan, bent over and buried her head very hard It was abrupt.

Fang Nan squatted back behind the girl and blinked, "Huang Mao, do you have any cigarettes on you, give me one."

"Brother Nan, my smoker, there is Zhonghua in Angkor."

After lighting the cigarette that Wu Gao handed over, Fang Nan leaned against the wall and glanced at the handsome back of this new neighbor, full of wonder.

After a long time, he took a breath and admitted that this girl is really kind and kind.

Otherwise, I really can't explain why the new neighbor I just met, and she is still beautiful, and the young female neighbor will take the initiative and rush to help him tinker with the dirty and suffocating coal stove.

"Damn, it's not easy. I think I spent so many years in the entertainment circle in my previous life, let alone met, never heard of a few girls with kind hearts." Fang Nan muttered.

After being annoyed by the rejection, Wu Gao held up a few convenient bags in his hand and said, "A'nan, what are you mumbling about, take out the table and stool and drink first."

Fang Nan didn't move, looked at Wu Gao who had changed his address again, and said, "I'm thinking of eating sweet potato porridge tonight, why don't I light the stove?"

"What kind of porridge do you want? I bought all the cooked food. Huang Mao, move the table out quickly, and borrow two stools from the landlord's house."

After bossing around and giving orders, Wu Gao said to the sister who fired the coal stove again: "Sister, don't start the stove, Brother Nan doesn't need it anymore, come and eat with us, we bought too much, and three of us can't finish it." .”

The girl looked at Fang Nan, and Fang Nan stood up helplessly, "Sister, let me do it, you go and do your own business, and eat together after you're done, we're not considered bad people."

He was a bachelor in his previous life, and he is also a bachelor in this life. How can a coal stove not handle it, but the way of lighting the fire is different.

He blows hard with his strong lung capacity!

"Don't call me sister, I'm not sure I'm older than you." The girl stood up and said.

Fang Nan raised his eyebrows, "I'm 22, how old are you?"

"I told you, I'm already 23." The girl smiled triumphantly, and said again: "My name is Han Zhizhi, what's your name?"

"I am Fang Nan."

After saying his name, Fang Nan pointed to Wu Gao, who was sitting on a stool with his back against the wall, and Huang Mao, who shuttled around the landlord's house holding the stool, said: "This young man, he is called Wu Gao like an old man who is paralyzed wherever he goes. , the one who moved the stool was Huangmao."

"Brother Nan, why are you burying me? My name is Huang Ze." Huang Mao said dissatisfied after sitting down in front of a table.

Fang Nan shrugged: "It's almost there, Huang Ze can't be red, but Huang Mao can be red."

(End of this chapter)