The so-called bundling operation is that if you want to refuel, you have to watch a song and dance performance first.

Come on three hundred, show one thousand two.

Xu Zheng finally compromised, "Okay, one thousand and five is one thousand and five, I'll work hard and don't watch the show." ”

Yang Xingming said: "That's not good, if you don't watch the show, you won't cheer, otherwise I won't really become a black oil seller." ”

Hey, this oil seller is quite principled.

"There's a show in there, you're happy to watch it, and when you go out, you just clamp your mouth, right? ”

Yang Xingming looked like he was stunned.

On the other side, outside the camera, Huang Zizheng urged, "Brother, it's your turn." ”

Zhou Jin didn't speak, casually took a black basin and walked into the camera.

Standing in front of the red car, he looked curiously.

Ning Hao had found him some movies before, such as "Memories of Murder", "Knife in the Water" and "Rain Man", and asked him to learn how to act as an "abnormal person".

After pondering for a few days, I also saved some experience: abnormal people, or people with few brains, either don't focus their eyes, or they just hook up.

Zhou Jin designed it, and felt that it was more appropriate to dilate his pupils, he was like a child, full of curiosity about everything, and his attention could never be concentrated.

Now, he stood in front of the car, looking curiously, but soon his attention was drawn away.

With only two movements, the image of a mentally handicapped child with a lot of joy was suddenly shaped.

Xu Zheng looked at Zhou Jin nervously, even though he had found out that this was a retard, he still felt nervous.

He was afraid that someone would find the body in the trunk of the car.

"Go to the show, you'll be pleasantly surprised. Yang Xingming continued to tempt Xu Zheng.

"Okay, I'll go. Xu Zheng finally chose to compromise.

"Pimple, add oil. Yang Xingming greeted Zhou Jin.

Pimple, that's the name of this mentally retarded son.

The two of them put a large barrel of gasoline down and pushed hard.

In this scene, I followed Xu Zheng, and the photographer gave a big panorama, let Xu Zheng walk into the house, and then followed in.

First take a shot of Xu Zheng in front of the window, probing his brain, and then slowly push out of the window, so that on the lens, Xu Zheng's perspective is obtained.

Outside the window, Zhou Jin and Yang Xingming were still pushing gasoline barrels, and Huang Zi was hiding in the distance, beckoning to command.

Zhou Jin glanced quietly and found that inside the window, as if he didn't see the camera, he straightened up and stood with his waist crossed.

Huang Zizheng said: "Brother, you keep pushing." ”

Zhou Jin stood still and didn't speak, meaning: Has this time passed?

Huang Zizheng didn't understand, and asked, "Brother, what do you mean?"

On the other side, Ning Hao was standing at the door talking about the play, and when he saw the situation here, he waved his hand casually, "Okay, it's over, prepare for the next one." ”

The staff who were supposed to prepare for the next section all put down their work at this time, and rushed to Ning Hao's side and looked into the room.

Zhou Jin followed curiously and squeezed in without saying a word.

This one in the house is filmed as an additional program for the gas station, a song and dance performance.

In fact, in a small gas station, what kind of singing and dancing performances can be, to put it bluntly, the skin and meat business.

Ambiguous posters were plastered in the room, and a rope was tied to it, on which hung the woman's corset and panties.

Yu Nan turned his back to the photographer, wrapped in a blanket, while Xu Zheng sat on a chair without squinting.

"Come," Yu Nan lifted the blanket and exposed his flesh to the camera.

There was no shyness, and there was no desire to refuse, she began to undress directly, until all that was left was a black corset and black shorts.

If it weren't for the Harmony Dafa, Zhou Jin was very skeptical that Ning Hao would let her strip naked directly.

Yu Nan is not beautiful, and his body is a little fleshy, but he is such a plump (yu) body, showing his sensuality directly.

"Wow," the men gathered around the door, exaggerated, whispered cheers.

Ning Hao glared at them, made a silent gesture, and then stared at Yu Nan intently.

Yu Nan was also stunned when he listened to the men's movements, but after all, he was a professional actor, so he didn't pause at all and began to unbutton his corset.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xu Zheng stopped her nervously.

"What are you doing?" Yu Nan paused, "You don't really want to watch the show, do you?"

"Okay, add an extra 100 to the tip. ”

She lifted her buttocks, put on a blanket and got out of bed, turned on the tape recorder, and some ambiguous music came out, sounding like Uyghur and exotic.

Yu Nan accompanied the music, circled around an iron pillar, then threw the blanket, ran to Xu Zheng, and began to twist his hips and shake his chest.

Zhou Jin didn't know what kind of dance this was dancing, it could be Latin, it could be jazz, or it could be blind.

But he could see that Yu Nan's movements were clumsy, but he was very skillful, and his every move was sexually suggestive.

In the end, Yu Nan simply sat on Xu Zheng and buried his head in his chest.

Xu Zhengzheng was embarrassed, and suddenly saw Yang Xingming refueling the car outside the window, and woke up suddenly.

He picked up Yu Nan and put him on the chair at a loss.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to refuel, I'll leave after refueling. Xu Zheng said weakly.

Seeing Yu Nan looking at himself stunned, Xu Zheng hurriedly took out his wallet, "You don't have to do anything, two hundred, tip." ”

Then he threw the clothes to her, "You put them on first." ”

A man, who met a prostitute, paid her to not work, gave her a tip, and asked her to put her clothes on.

Is this meeting a good person?

Obviously, there will be no such good people, at least Zhou Jin has not seen them on the three streets, and Ning Hao will not play this kind of routine.

Then it is more likely that you have met an undercover agent.

"That, big brother, it's the first time I've done it," Yu Nan said as he got dressed, "I don't do it, my boss beats me." ”

"Big brother, don't arrest me, I don't lie to you, I'm not a human being. As he spoke, he squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and his posture was very skillful.

"Get up, I'm not a policeman," Xu Zheng threw the blanket on the ground to her, "If it weren't for you guys, I wouldn't have come in at all." ”

It's a long shot where the cameraman hugs the camera and cuts back and forth between the two of them.

After filming this one easily, Ning Hao drove away all the onlookers, "Go, go, you guys, it's all over." ”

He said to Zhou Jin again: "Don't stick here, go and paste the glass of that car." ”

Zhou Jin looked at him, what paste did he use?

Ning Hao thought he didn't understand, so he explained more, "I'm going to shoot you through the window later, remember to keep it up." ”

Zhou Jin nodded, didn't speak, walked out, and found that Huang Zi was taking a transparent tape, lying on the front of the car, pasting glass.

Walk over, pat him on the shoulder, and take the transparent tape, which means: I'll come.

Huang Zizheng was pushed down by him with a confused face, Zhou Jin ignored him, jumped on the front of the car, and began to repair the car.

First "tear and pull" a large section of transparent glue, bite it off with your teeth, and then stick it to the broken glass, and you're done.

Yang Xingming walked around him, and he didn't know what he was busy with, and his eyes swept into the room from time to time.

It's very troublesome to play this kind of backdrop scene, because you don't know when the camera will sweep to you, so you have to stay in the state of the play all the time.

Zhou Jin didn't feel bad, and seriously pasted his glass.

After experiencing it in a no-man's land for a month, Zhou Jin felt that there was a fire in his chest, and he wanted to burn but couldn't burn.

But he also knew that this state was very rare, and he would definitely be brilliant in the play, so he didn't even dare to say more, for fear that if he opened his mouth, the fire would run down his throat.

After a long time, Zhou Jin finished pasting the glass windows, and he didn't know if he had finished filming.

Huang Zizheng quickly ran in to ask the director, and then ran over quickly and said, "Teacher Yang, it's your turn." ”

Yang Xingming nodded, walked to the door with a knife, and waited to enter the mirror.

Saying that in the house, Yu Nan mistakenly thought that Xu Zheng was a good person, so he panicked, saying that he was a student of the dance department and was tricked into coming here and wanted Xu Zheng to take her out.

was planning, Yang Xingming went in with a pig-killing knife, cleaned her up, and then took Xu Zheng out.

"One thousand fifteen. Xu Zheng counted the money to him.

Yang Xingming shook his head with a smile, "It's not enough." ”

Then Nunu mouthed, motioning him to look at the car, and Zhou Jin also picked up the pasted glass, one layer on the left and one layer on the right.

"Hey, hey, you take it off, I don't want it," Xu Zheng ran over and dragged Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jinniao didn't bird him, and said in his heart: Labor and management have been confused for so long, do you still want me to tear it down?

"Tear it down, the cold won't freeze you to death. Yang Xingming said with a smile.

"But I didn't ask you to fix it for me. Xu Zheng said urgently.

"Pimple, fix the headlights for him. ”

Yang Xingming has a posture of "whether you want to repair it or not, but whether I want to repair it or not", and he is a road rage in life.

Zhou Jin jumped off the front of the car when he heard this, and was about to touch the headlights, when Xu Zheng grabbed it and fell to the ground.

"I don't repair, I don't repair, I don't ......repair," he shouted, angrily, stepping on the headlights with his feet.

This lawyer, who was accustomed to rules and laws, suddenly found that the set he was used to was useless after breaking into a no-man's land.

So, he was angry, but more panicked.

Zhou Jin said in his heart: I'll help you repair the lights, why do you step on it with your feet, forget it, I'll help you.

He took out the hammer, crouched down, and slammed it on the headlights.

It was serious.

"Okay, okay, the lights are not repaired, a total of three thousand. Yang Xingming said with a smile.

A can of gasoline, a roll of transparent tape, and a song and dance performance, in no man's land, is worth three thousand yuan.

Xu Zheng was so angry that he counted three thousand yuan and threw it on the ground, "You are awesome." ”

The subtext is that you are awesome now, and you will see how labor and management will clean you up in the future.

Xu Zheng hurriedly drove the car away, until it was no one in Siye, and after some struggle with his conscience, he finally made up his mind to destroy the corpse.

But this unlucky lawyer easily dragged Huang Bo out of the car, and after pouring gasoline, he found that he didn't have a lighter.

In desperation, he had no choice but to drive the car back again.

"Add the oil," he counted one thousand and five to Yang Xingming.

Yang Xingming looked at him and didn't move.

"Isn't it a thousand fifteen, take it, I can't leak oil. Xu Zheng explained incoherently.

Yang Xingming took the money, looked at the room where Yu Nan lived, and showed a smile that all men understand.

"You're in awesome health. ”