The first thousand four hundred and seven chapters turn over to the cloud (seven)
"Qingyun, it's too noisy here, let's go to the town government." Luo Yu's thoughts were no different from He Dinghai's. He was worried that Chen Qingyun would be surrounded by the people.
Chen Qingyun said to the center of the crowd: "Don't worry, everyone is thinking inside."
"What happened?" Luo Yu asked casually, but he was thinking secretly in his heart: Chen Qingyun stayed with him when he came back from Yanjing. Could it be that he is an immortal and has known what happened here a long time ago.
Chen Qingyun understood Luo Yu's thoughts and said calmly: "This is the first TV series co-produced by Ziwei Media and Chengdu Satellite TV. It has been completed and a promotional video is being shot."
"Qingyun, how do you know?"
"Ding Qishi's wife Xu Ping is the singer of the theme song of this TV series. When she sent me to the airport, Ding Qishi mentioned something."
"With Xu Ping joining the cast, it's impossible to imagine whether this TV series will be popular." Luo Yu sighed: "Qingyun's vision is really long-term. How can mediocre people understand Qingyun's profound meaning."
At this time, waves of shouts came from the square: "Xu Ping" "Xu Ping".
It was true as Chen Qingyun said, the villagers in Yushen Town only wanted to see the goddess in their hearts with their own eyes, and no one cared about Chen Qingyun and his entourage.
The experts at the seminar walked around Yushen Town and then left. Yu Shan asked her assistant to take the camera back to the stage while she stayed with He Dinghai.
Wen Zheng also wanted to stay, but when he saw Yu Shan's eyes lingering on He Dinghai, he sighed and left sadly.
"Dinghai, why are you here?"
He Dinghai accompanied Yu Shan to the film crew and explained as he walked: "I passed the civil service examination and came from a mountainous township in R. I was appointed by the province and went to Yushen County for a temporary job. I originally thought of Sequoia Town, but Sequoia Town
There were too many exchange cadres, so I had to settle for the next best thing, so I came to Yushen Town."
"How long will the job last?"
"One year, if possible, two years will do. The key is to learn something."
"When you reach the Rain God, why don't you come to me?" Yu Shan's tone was filled with sadness.
"Hey, I originally planned to go to Chengdu on the weekend, but I was worried that you would be too busy."
"My home is in Yushen County, let's go to the county seat for dinner."
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He Dinghai and Yu Shan were about to leave when they heard a clear voice from behind: "Dinghai, you are here too."
"Yang Qun, why did you come to Yushen Town?" He Dinghai looked slightly embarrassed when he saw Yang Qun running over.
"Sister Shanshan, you are here too." When Yang Qun saw the expressions of He Dinghai and Yu Shan, a hint of loneliness flashed across his face, and his voice dropped an octave: "I heard that Sister Xu Ping came to Yushen Town, I came to see her."
After taking the shot, Xu Ping saw Yang Qun and came over: "Qun, you're just in time. The landlord is killing a pig today, so I'll treat you to a pig-killing meal."
He Dinghai and Yu Shan couldn't leave, so he drove his Qingfei ship to pick up Xu Ping and the director of the film crew and drove out of the town.
The director is a car lover, so he started talking about it after getting on the Qingfei Ship.
He Dinghai's Qingfei Jian is the flagship version of the Qingfei Jian series. It has eight cylinders and a displacement of 4.0. Its performance is no less than that of big brands worth millions, but the price is only over RMB 600,000.
"Director He, your parents are really interested in you." When they got off the car, the director said with emotion.
The house that the film crew rented had a large courtyard and a three-story house. The film crew rented two floors.
He Dinghai was puzzled: "Director, you have seen all this."
"With your salary, you can buy such a luxury car." The director affirmed: "Is this a gift from your father to you when you join the work?"
"Can't I earn it myself?" It turned out that the director was a car, and He Dinghai was no longer interested.
"I'm impressed. What kind of business did you make money from?" The director curled his lips, admiring him, but actually he didn't believe what He Dinghai said.
He Dinghai laughed: "Last summer vacation, I trained the guards for President Mobi of Tani Country. I stayed in Tani Country for nearly two months. President Mobi gave me one million to buy a car. That means.
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"Come on, with your body, you can train the president's guard?"
At this time, a big black pig rushed towards the Qingfei Ship. Behind the black pig were three young men. It was obvious that when the butcher was about to slaughter the black pig, the black pig broke free and ran away.
He Dinghai rolled his eyes and did not explain to the director. He flashed and stood in front of the black pig in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand to hold the black pig down. The black pig struggled desperately but could not move.
"Boss, it's still early for the Spring Festival, why do you think of killing a pig?" He Dinghai and three young people lifted the struggling big black pig onto the chopping board and asked casually.
The landlord smiled and said: "It snows pickles, and it snows and pickles meat. It will snow tomorrow, and it's the time to pickle meat."
"Is there something special about killing pig rice?" He Dinghai, who grew up in Yanjing, heard about killing pig rice for the first time. He was very curious and very involved. However, the director around him believed that He Dinghai was looking for excuses to avoid his questions.
The landlord explained: "The fish jump when they eat, and the pigs squawk when they eat. After a while, cut off the tenderloin, add pork belly, and stir-fry with pork liver, pig blood, and pig intestines. It tastes particularly good."
While talking, the butcher grabbed the big mouth of the black pig with his left hand, and stabbed the black pig under the neck with the sharp knife in his right hand. With a loud cry, the pig's blood spurted out.
The butcher shook the large wooden basin into which the pig's blood was sprayed, and continued shaking the pig's head until all the blood flowed out. Several people overturned the black pig to the ground with force.
He Dinghai helped the butcher kill the big black pig and signaled to the director: "How about it, can you catch the three hundred kilogram big black pig?"
"A few kilograms of brute strength can't explain anything." The director refused to admit it: "Only when you have a convincing performance will I believe that you have really trained the Guards for President Moby."
The director is just messing around. Whether or not He Dinghai has trained the Guards for President Mobi has nothing to do with the director at all. However, the director believes that He Dinghai is boasting about Haikou and will expose his lies.
He Dinghai wanted to refuse. He had already practiced Qingwei Jue to the seventh level and had one foot on the threshold of true cultivation. Naturally, he didn't want to argue with the director.
Yu Shan also believed that He Dinghai was bragging, and stared at He Dinghai with her big shining eyes. He Dinghai turned around and saw Yu Shan's expression, his sperm was in his head, and he didn't care about anything.
Tiangang Palm's Windward and Sunrise routine focuses on body skills, and it unfolds like a beautiful dance. He Dinghai wanted to show off in front of Yu Shan, so he chose this routine.
Experts watch the door, while laymen watch the fun. After finishing a set of facing the wind and rising sun, He Dinghai spent more than ten minutes and finished the exercises calmly and calmly. Xu Ping was next to him: the moves were continuous, and the strength was not vomiting, and the guy fell.
A lot of effort.
The film crew had a martial arts instructor. When he saw He Dinghai, he said disdainfully: "Young man, you are a good dancer, but he has nothing to do with martial arts."
The director understood: "Old Wang, you can do a simple long-arm boxing to show Director He what real martial arts is."
The martial arts instructor was waiting for these words, and immediately left the stage, performing a set of long-arm punches that was so fierce that more than ten people onlookers cheered.
"Director He, your boxing skills are all useless, you don't need any training guards anymore." The director chased and beat He Dinghai.
He Dinghai also became more energetic, looked around, and suddenly had an idea.