"You also have a Guanyin Cave?" Zhao Liying was surprised, "We have it everywhere. I have traveled to many places during filming over the years and found that there are Guanyin Cave in many places. Isn't this a national chain?"
Fang Jing laughed: "Don't tell me where you are. There are not even 100 but also 80 Guanyin caves in your province. Basically, there are them in every county."
In the past, people believed in gods, and there were many Taoist and Buddhist holy places. They existed in ancient times. Basically, the gods in myths and stories had temples.
Guanyin Bodhisattva has always been famous for rescuing people from suffering. It can be found in many places. The farther away from the big cities, the more remote places there are. It is not surprising at all.
However, not many young people enter the temple now, and even if they come, they are just for viewing dates.
Most of the older generation still maintain this custom. Fang Jing and his mother have visited Guanyin Bodhisattva several times before.
Fang's mother, who was always stingy and reluctant to spend money, would make an exception to buy incense to burn. In the end, she bought two safety ropes for two yuan each, one for each of Fang Jing and Fang Hui.
"Come in quickly, let's buy incense sticks and worship." Zhang Mingen urged, "May the Bodhisattva bless our old nine gates to be popular. By the way, I will be popular next year."
Ying Haoming nodded, "Yes, yes, yes! My luck has not been very good these years, so I just want to change my luck."
There is an old man selling incense at the entrance of the temple. Each of several people can buy a handful of incense for five yuan.
When buying incense, there is never a saying that only one stick is sold. Who sells it to you? After praying at the door, the extra incense is lit and placed in the incense cauldron, and a few people enter the temple.
Fang Jing found that among the group of people, Cheng Weiting was the least talkative and the most serious when he paid his respects. He was not as cheerful as Zhang Mingen.
Seeing Fang Jing looking at him, Cheng Weiting said: "These things are very serious in our world. We have been like this since we were young."
Pointing to the front and looking around at Zhang Ming'en, Cheng Weiting laughed and said: "If I were in Xiangjiang, I would have been scolded by the director for doing this during the opening ceremony."
Fang Jing didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say: "Children who grow up in big cities are like this, just get used to it."
I have to admit that although Xiangjiang is a small place, it still retains a lot of traditional culture, such as Feng Shui, fortune telling, traditional Chinese characters, Cantonese, etc.
We didn't stay in Guanyin Cave for long. After about 20 minutes, everyone came out. Fang Jing led them to the old park to climb a mountain and overlook the whole city.
I walked around all morning and ate snacks in the afternoon. I ate through seven or eight old streets one by one, and in the end I almost couldn't walk.
"Fang Jing, I think this is pretty good, why don't you eat more?"
"It's new for you to play here once in a while. I've been here for many years and I've long been used to it."
"Okay, let's play and eat. Let's go back and have a rest. We will continue to work tomorrow. It's best to go out in the evening. If you need anything, you can always come to me."
"Bye, see you tomorrow!"
Zhao Liying and others were staying in a hotel. Fang Jing did not follow them, but took a taxi home. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw a Mercedes-Benz parked in the yard.
Just when he thought it was Lu Yu coming, a man and a woman got out of the car.
The man is in his forties, has a crew cut, suits and leather shoes, and looks like a successful business person. The woman is in her twenties, has a princess cut hairstyle, and is quite pretty.
"You two, who are you looking for?"
"Fang Jing! Hello, my name is Wang Yuanyuan, and this is my dad! Please don't take offense if I bother you."
Is the girl speaking Guizhou dialect, a local? Fang Jing is confused, they don’t seem to know each other, what is this?
"Young man, this is my business card." The man took out a black business card with Wang Qi, chairman of a certain supermarket chain written on it.
Fang Jing frowned, "Do you have a problem with me? Also, who asked you to bring the car in?"
He thought it was troublesome when he went out in the morning. The courtyard door was unlocked and just closed gently. Unexpectedly, he saw this man park his car as soon as he came in.
He came in without permission, which made him a little uncomfortable. The key was that he didn't know this person yet, and Yang Ning didn't call, which meant that they were not on business.
Seeing Fang Jing's stiff tone, the girl quickly explained, "We originally parked outside, but an uncle from the store opposite said we could park in."
"Opposite, a store?" Fang Jing wondered, could it be his father? "Is it diagonally opposite?"
"Yes! When we came, we shouted twice that you were not there. The uncle said that you were out and asked us to wait in the yard."
"Follow me!" The key opened the door on the first floor. Fang Jing led the people upstairs and asked as he walked: "What do you want from me?"
"That's it. I want to ask if your crew is short of people?" Wang Qi said, "If it's convenient, can my daughter play a role?"
Fang Jing stopped and looked at Wang Yuanyuan, "Are you an actor?"
"No, I'm an anchor now. I've been on Metamorphosis before, just one episode before you. I don't get paid for my acting, so I pay you back."
Fang Jing understood. This was an anchor entering the entertainment industry. Not only did he not get paid, but he also paid back. But how much could he pay back? He was not short of more than ten or two hundred thousand now.
"Currently, the crew is not lacking, and there is no role suitable for you. You can go for an interview next time we start a new drama."
"Five hundred thousand! My father will give you five hundred thousand. I only want one role, a small supporting role."
"Since you can find this place, does it mean that you have taken the trouble to check me out and see that I am in need of half a million yuan? Go back and don't give it away."
Ignoring the two of them, Fang Jing walked to the third floor to go back to his room to rest. The girl caught up with him before the door opened.
"I know you are not short of half a million, but your foundation is not. I just want a small role. If you promise me, I will donate the money to the foundation."
Fang Jing smiled, "If you want to donate, just donate. It's none of my business."
If this girl had come over with 500,000 yuan to ask for a small role during the casting process earlier, Fang Jing might have agreed, but now the crew is all gone.
It's like a carrot and a pit. When she comes in, someone has to go out. You can't let the screenwriter change the script just for one person.
"Hey! Six hundred thousand! Can't I buy a character for six hundred thousand?" Seeing that Fang Jing was about to close the door, Wang Yuanyuan became anxious and blocked the door with her feet.
"This is not a matter of money. There are already people on the crew and there are no extra characters."
"Then just kick someone out!!"
Fang Jing said expressionlessly: "You can play, but you don't have enough money."
"How much do you want?" Wang Yuanyuan's face turned red.
"One million!"
"Are you crazy? I bought it for a small role, not a starring role."
"If you want to kick someone, we will pay them liquidated damages. This way it will be cheap in the end."
"Don't even think about going to the director. If I knew who had been fired during this period, I would have fired him."
"Also, if you don't move your feet away, I'll call the police!"
"Bang!!" Wang Yuanyuan just pulled out her feet and Fang Jing slammed the door shut.
"Hey! Why don't I buy a character and a song for 600,000 yuan? I know your songs are expensive, so if you add another 100,000 yuan, I'll buy one song without any royalties, just a singing right."
Creak!
The door opened, Fang Jing stretched out his head and said, "I won't write songs for the time being!" After that, the door closed again.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
"My singing is very nice. I am helping you promote it. I don't make any money! You don't want to give me 700,000 yuan for free?"