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Chapter 226 A Day Away from the Hustle and bustle of the World(1/3)

Chapter 226 A day away from the hustle and bustle of the world

Author: The falling knife on a rainy night

Chapter 226 A day away from the hustle and bustle of the world

The end of August.

Hot weather.

On the set, Luo Daming, who played Yang Zidao, held a small handheld fan and looked at the white ground outside the shade.

Watching the water stains left by the cleaning props disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The scorching sun is not burning my heart, but my skin."

Han Zhou lit a cigarette and accidentally touched the metal mouth of the lighter. He threw the lighter away and shook his hand.

"Let's arrange night shows these days and rest during the day."

Although there aren't many scenes at night when the sun burns my heart, there's nothing I can do about it now, it's cracked by the heat.

Life is hard, but it takes one day at a time.

Luo Daming couldn't bear it at first. In order to take a sip of water, he forced the whole group to drink water.

Singers like Han Zhou and Zhang Ceyong took out their own water to drink.

Luo Daming's assistant: "Director Han, your water is not iced anymore. I have a small outdoor refrigerator here. Do you want to keep it cold?"

Han Zhou, who originally thought the water was not ice-cold enough, said: "Thank you so much, thank you so much, of course!"

The assistant said you're welcome and brought the small refrigerator over.

It is said to be a small refrigerator, but it is actually an insulated box, but it is filled with ice cubes.

After Han Zhou put the water in and froze it, he said to his assistant: "Thank you so much. Good people are blessed, and cremation will produce relics."

The little assistant smiled and left. As he walked, he felt something was wrong.

"emmm......???"

The assistant turned around and wrote this sentence in a small notebook.

The name of the small book is the Discourses of Han Daosao.

There is also "Your mother will lower the price when buying groceries."

"Your grandpa won't be criticized for playing chess."

"Your dad plays cards 3456 and there will be a 7."

In the past, Han Zhou used to browse Weibo with great intensity, but now Han Zhou rarely does so.

Now Han Zhou's fun fans are looking for Han Zhou's movements every day.

Therefore, if anyone in the crew posts about Han Zhou's movements, many fans will pay attention.

Recently, the assistants of several leading actors on the set have been fighting over who has the most Weibo followers, so Luo Daming's assistant is very diligent.



Early in the morning, Han Zhou had just woken up and was about to get up.

When I think about shooting night scenes now, I don’t have to get up during the day, so I just lie down like this.

Before I could get enough of lying down, there was a knock on the door.

Han Zhou stood up, yawned, and opened the door.

Outside the door is An Lan.

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, finished yawning, and then said: "Huh? Good morning, why are you here?"

An Lan: "I'm here to visit the class."

"The plane left at around five o'clock in the morning."

An Lan has been discussing singing skills with Han Zhou recently, mainly because the sales volume of the second album has almost been determined and the dust has settled.

So, it’s time to learn and improve.

I came here this time partly for fun and partly for interviews.

But the way she talks seems very sneaky.

Apparently, they had already found out that the crew would only be filming night scenes these days and would be on holiday during the day, so they came here specifically at this time.

An Lan went into the house and looked around.

Han Zhou covered up all the unpacked things without leaving any trace.

An Lan opened the curtains and looked outside. It was only eight o'clock and the sun was already bright outside. Is there still king's law? Is there still law?

"So, where are we going to play?"

Han Zhou: "Hu Jian's side is Xia Shi to be precise. The weather in Xia Shi is so good, it's too good."

"You can't go to the mall or anything, right?"

An Lan: "Then...see the scenery?"

Looking at the scenery on such a hot day? Han Zhou: "How about camping?"

An Lan thought for a while: "Okay."

Han Zhou called Lin Lin and asked her to prepare a set of camping equipment within an hour.

Then we went to the restaurant to have breakfast with An Lan.

In the crew, there are many male actors and few female actors, so no one cares about eating and drinking, so when there is no filming in the morning, they all like to come to the lobby to eat.

Han Zhou was just eating when Tang Zhou and Zhang Ceyong came out.

Seeing An Lan here, we were talking about the new album.

Tang Zhou: "Oh An Lan, the song "Across the Ocean to See You" on your new album is great. I've been listening to it recently."

An Lan nodded with satisfaction: "It sounds good. I've been listening to it every day lately."

Chuck Cheyong complained: "Aren't you a little polite?"

Tang Zhou: "Harm, who among us will follow whom?"

Zhang Ceyong: "Are you familiar with each other?"

Tang Zhou: "We have made the best film in the world together."

"How about a deep gm friendship?"

Zhang Ceyong patted his forehead: "I forgot about this."

While Han Zhou was eating, his cell phone rang.

Generally speaking, Han Zhou doesn't answer the phone while eating, but this call was from Yang Hong.

Must be picked up.

Han Zhou answered the phone and turned on the speakerphone without holding the phone in his hand. Then he held eggs in one hand and chopsticks in the other, picking up pickles and scooping up porridge.

The other end of the phone: "A little incident, discussing the literary award."

The egg yolk in Han Zhou's mouth was really hard to chew, and he asked in a huff, "What's the matter?"

Yang Hong: "There has been a lot of news recently that people in the Chinese Writers Association are not very convinced of your package award for "The Great Desolation"."

Han Zhou was happy: "Not convinced? If you are not convinced, it means there is news inside. I won the award, right?"

Han Zhou was not prepared to participate in the award judging at the beginning, it was all Liu Tiantan’s fault.

In order to promote "The Great Desolate", he went to great lengths to apply for "The Great Desolate" for many literary awards, the most important of which was of course the Special Literary Award.

Yang Hong: "Depending on the situation, I should have won the award."

Han Zhou was very happy. "Journey to the West", "Feng Shen Yan Yi" and "Liao Zhai" would be a ghost if they didn't win.

Journey to the East, Lotus Lantern and The Legend of White Snake are considered gifts.

Yang Hong: "Many writers mainly discuss two points."

"The first is that you have not joined the Writers Guild."

"The second point is that your novels are all entertainment novels such as monsters and martial arts, and there are no serious literary works."

An Lan: "Sister Hong."

Yang Hong didn't expect there was someone next to him and said, "Hey, the voice sounds like... An Lan, right?"

An Lan: "Are they dissatisfied?"

Han Zhou interrupted: "Forget it, join the Writers Association? If you can't write about shit and shit, why should you join the Writers Association?"

"As for there being no serious literary works."

"Although I don't really want this award, if I show Journey to the West, he has to give me the award. If he doesn't give it to me, he will fall out and discuss whether I can win the award. It's not something they are qualified to do."
To be continued...
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