182. Can I help me make dumplings?

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In the evening, the Journey to the West Spring Festival Gala opened, and the gods and monsters took the stage.

Tang monks and apprentices came out first, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Buddha Rulai, and all the great immortals came out again, and Gu Meng was the eighth to appear.

is still dressed as a black bear spirit, armor, fur, fake nose, Little Red Riding Hood, covered too tightly, and the audience can't tell who plays the black bear spirit.

"Hahaha!"

This is Gu Meng's line, three words, an exclamation mark.

On the stage, he walked with bear steps, staggering around, like a Peking Opera actor walking on the stage, accompanied by the idea of gongs, drums and bowls, he took a total of eighteen steps, one step can not be more and one step less.

Qiang Qiang Qiang

After making a photo, he automatically stepped aside, and when all the actors were on the stage, he followed the crew to the audience and the audience in front of the TV to say a New Year's greeting and say a good word.

And then it was over.

"Gu Meng, you stay!"

At the end of the opening, Gu Meng followed the teachers and was about to go backstage to play poker with Sun Wukong, Rulai Buddha, and Her Majesty the Queen, but was stopped by the chief director Director Deng.

Director Deng stood at the door of the stage, pointed to the empty seat in the front row under the stage and said, "Gu Meng, don't go backstage, sit there." ”

Gu Meng took a look, okay! Isn't that where Fei Xiang was sitting just now?

Fei Xiang is gone, do you want me to take over?

Insulting and cheap!

He was angry and shook his head fiercely, "I'm sorry Director Deng, I don't have time!"

flatly rejected the invitation of the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, how does it feel?

Double.

He walked away with a dashing bear step.

A moment later, he came back dejected.

"Gu Meng, I've wronged you!" Director Yang sighed.

"Gu Meng, you've been wronged!" sighed the producer.

"Gu Meng, you have been wronged!" sighed everyone in the crew.

Gu Meng sighed and said with a sad face, "For the sake of the crew, what is this grievance?" Teachers, I'll go." ”

"Ha, Gu Meng, you're here. ”

Director Deng greeted with a smile.

Gu Meng snorted lightly, I have to come, the Journey to the West crew has only one purpose for such a Qi Tianle Spring Festival Gala.

Pull!

At the beginning, auspicious words were spoken, the gods and goddesses worshiped the New Year to the audience, Tang Seng sang operas, his daughter King and Chang'e Fairy danced, and the red children said congratulations

All have only one purpose, to please the audience at the scene and in front of the TV, hoping to use this form of activity to pull and continue to shoot Journey to the West.

Director Deng said that if the national audience knows that Track and Field Superman is also an actor in the crew, the attention will inevitably increase, and more people will be willing.

When Director Yang heard it, it was such a reason.

So Director Yang pulled the producer, Tang Seng and apprentices, and a group of goblins to come up and persuade him, for the sake of the Journey to the West crew, I hope he can endure the humiliation and go to sit downstage.

Gu Meng really didn't want to be a pick-up man, but Director Yang had a sad face, and the goblins and fairies all had expectant eyes, could he refuse?

Forget it, for the sake of Journey to the West, let's sacrifice once, in order to attract investment, eat and play with actresses in later generations, it is really nothing to sell an old face.

So he took a fake nose, a furry hood, and wore the armor of a black bear spirit, and sat at the front of the audience.

succeeded Fei Xiang and became the male god in the second half of the night.

The location is so fragrant!

The camera came, and Gu Meng showed an embarrassed but polite smile.

"Damn, why is that kid playing again?"

The Jiang family are all night owls, discussing filming together at night.

Jiang Erlang listened to it for a while, but he couldn't understand a word about the structure of the drama or the connotation of the text.

He felt bored, and sat in front of the TV alone, staring at the king of his daughter's country, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a face like a peach blossom, a gentle smile, a room and a house, and a pink palace dress and light yarn

It's so beautiful, Jiang Erlang touched his saliva, if such a woman could

was looking, suddenly a big black face appeared in front of the camera, or he hated the villain the most, and he had 10,000 swear words in his heart that he wanted to give to the director of the Spring Festival Gala, Fei Xiang is handsome, it doesn't matter how much you shoot, Gu Meng looks like that, what are you doing with him?

Ward off evil spirits?

"Gu Meng, wake up, don't sleep!" Director Yang sat next to him and called softly, feeling very helpless, the first time he saw someone sleeping at the Spring Festival Gala.

Gu Meng was woken up, thinking that the camera was coming again, so he quickly raised his head, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and smirked.

"Poof"

The actors on the stage all laughed, and the audience next to them also laughed.

In the broadcast room, Director Deng shook his head, this is really a black bear spirit, fortunately, there is a video, and I don't worry about being disturbed.

At about two o'clock in the evening, it was finally Gu Meng's turn to come to the stage, he turned over a few times, fought with Brother Monkey for a while, and was completely liberated.

It's so hard!

Greeting everyone, he took a sleeping step and left.

"Gu Meng, wait for me!"

Teacher Zhu wore a palace gauze skirt and a coat and walked out of the door next to him, silently.

She also finished filming her night scenes, and the rest was videotaped.

got into the car, Gu Meng smiled and asked, "Sister Ling, where are you going?"

"There's a youth hostel in front of the studio, you know?"

"For the New Year, you will live in a guest house?"

Gu Meng sighed, these days in the crew have also heard some things about Teacher Zhu.

Teacher Zhu also has a bad fate, he got married a few years ago, but unfortunately he was not a person, his ex-husband was drunk and domestic violence, the two couldn't make do with it, so they could only divorce, until 05 years, they were almost sixty years old before they re-entered the palace of marriage, like Sister Deng, Dink life, no children and no daughters, who knows whether the life is warm or cold?

"What's wrong with the guest house?"

Teacher Zhu didn't care, "I live in a guest house these days, do you think everyone is like a little guy, driving a foreign car and living in a western-style building, a big capitalist!"

"The Fierceness of the Blacksmith of Rebirth"

Teacher Zhu bent the corners of his mouth and stared at him coldly, "Little guy, what do you want to do?"

Gu Meng scratched his face, "I bought some meat filling and dumpling skins, and I am going to eat a pack of dumplings on the New Year", he spread out a pair of big hands and said pitifully, "Sister Ling, look at it, can I make dumplings with my fingers?"

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"Poof"

Teacher Zhu covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing, imagining the scene of him clumsily pinching the dumpling skin with his carrot-thick fingers, she laughed even more happily, and the flowers and branches trembled.

"The Fierceness of the Blacksmith of Rebirth"

Teacher Zhu wiped the corners of his mouth, "Okay, I can also go to your place to have a delicious meal." ”

"Haha, Sister Ling, you can take it easy, be careful and eat again"

"Don't talk nonsense, little guy, drive!"

"Come on!"

At the end of the night, there was no moon in the sky, and it was pitch black.

I don't know when the sky is sprinkled with goose feathers and heavy snow, just like Xie Daoyun's poems, if the catkins are not raised by the wind.

Ruixue Mega Year!

It's snowing, the road is slippery, there are several cars in front of the road as if they are drunk, twisting their butts and taking figure-eight steps, very sexy, and there are minibuses with their heads on the railings on the side of the road, and they are coquettish.

Let's not be in a hurry, slow down, Teacher Zhu said softly.

Gu Meng laughed, our old driver, don't be afraid!

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182. Can I help me make dumplings?