Chapter 254: Thunder Strikes in the Sky

At night, countless pavilions and pavilions in Jiangnan Film and Television City are shrouded in a layer of hazy smoke and rain.

The crew braved the bitter cold of winter and began to set up equipment and prepare for filming under this murderous ice rain.

Everyone was wearing raincoats, shivering and working, rubbing their hands together desperately as soon as they stopped.

The assistant director stood behind Director Yuan, his cold red hands desperately shrunk into his sleeves, and asked, "Do you really want her to shoot in this weather?"

Director Yuan looked at the sky and frowned: "After all, I want to shoot, and she agreed, so I will stop filming something else." โ€

A breeze blew, carrying fine moisture from the neckline, as if sliding into a piece of ice, and the assistant shrunk his neck and shivered with cold.

Under the eaves, Han Jian was bouncing up and doing warm-up exercises, spitting out mouthfuls of white mist like a cultivator.

Luoyang walked over with a box, looked in the direction of the director, took a sip unpleasantly, and then walked to Han Yan's side, put the box down, and began to open it.

Jessica walked over with an umbrella and a towel blanket, looked in the direction of the director, and took a sip, and then walked to Han Qiao's side, just in time to see Luoyang open the box, which was densely packed with warm baby stickers.

She stuck out her tongue and marveled: "That's a lot!"

Han Yan stopped, looked at Luoyang's box with a smile and asked, "Xiao Luo, are you trying to cook me?"

Luoyang himself couldn't help laughing, then restrained himself and said seriously: "Don't joke with you, it's too cold this day, and if you don't get sick, then it's troublesome, hurry up, stick it up." โ€

As he spoke, Luoyang grabbed two handfuls of warm baby stickers and stood up, and approached Han Jian with a wicked smile.

Han Yan crossed his hands in front of his chest and stepped back with a smile: "You big rascal, what do you want to do?"

Jessica put down her umbrella, hugged Luoyang, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Sister Zhu'er, run away, I'll fight with him." โ€

Luoyang moved his shoulders a few times, making some intimate contact and friction with Jessica's plump and towering chest, Jessica blushed, pushed him away, and looked at him shyly with her chest clutched.

"Don't go overboard!" Han Qiao pouted and criticized the two of them.

Luo Yang smiled and put down the warm baby sticker, took out a small bottle with a cork stopper, white transparent liquid, about the size of a thumb, from his arms, and threw it to Han Yan.

Han Yan took the small bottle, put it in his palm and looked at it, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Luoyang said: "This is a by-product born when the experiment failed last night, you drink it before filming, it can make you energetic and hot, for about an hour, if it's still not hot enough, you can warm the baby." โ€

Han Yuhu looked at the small bottle suspiciously, and squinted at Luoyang: "You won't be using me as a guinea pig, right?"

Luo Yang smiled: "How is it possible, don't worry, it's not poisonous, at least it won't die, I've already tried." โ€

"Okay, I believe in you. Han Jian put away the bottle.

Jessica asked, "Where did you do the experiment?"

Luo Yang smiled slyly, and pretended to be mysterious: "You don't need to know this." โ€

"Cut, I'm not uncommon to know. Jessica rolled her eyes, ignored him, put away her umbrella, walked to the wicker chair next to the gate and sat down, and arranged her towels and blankets for later.

Next to Jessica is Teacher Huang Gang, who is also struggling to adjust his biological clock at this time, the whole person is sleepy, the dark circles under his eyes are comparable to national treasures, but he is so cold that he can't sleep, his hands and feet are stiff, and he keeps shaking.

Putting down Han Qiao, who was still doing warm-up exercises, Luoyang grabbed a handful of warm babies, walked next to Teacher Huang Gang, and said, "Teacher Huang, you open your clothes, I'll help you stick a warm baby." โ€

Teacher Huang Gang frowned and looked at a handful of warm babies in Luoyang's hand, and said suspiciously: "Is this dogskin plaster-like thing really useful? Last time my son bought that muscle and bone patch, saying that it could cure back pain, but it turned out to be useless, and I think this is about the same." โ€

Luoyang saw that the old man didn't believe it, and he didn't rush to explain, but first put the warm baby in his hand on the side of Jessica's thigh, and then unbuttoned his coat.

I saw that on the left and right sides of the inside of the Luoyang coat, four rows of twelve warm baby stickers were neatly stacked.

"Poofโ€”"

Jessica didn't even have time to cover her mouth, so she just burst out laughing, burying her face in a towel and smiling wildly.

Luoyang snorted, didn't care about this shallow woman, and turned to Teacher Huang Gang and said, "Teacher Huang, you can just touch it, these things will heat up, but they will be warm." โ€

Teacher Huang Gang stretched out his finger and poked the warm baby a few times, and exclaimed: "Hey, hey, it's really! Come on, come on, hurry up and post a few for the old man, I'm really freezing to death." โ€

Huang Gang got up tremblingly, untied the county official uniform, and Luoyang hurriedly stacked the warm baby neatly on the inside of his county official uniform.

After pasting it, Teacher Huang Gang shrunk into a ball, and within a few minutes, he hummed comfortably, and then fell asleep directly.

Luoyang shook his head with a smile, turned around and picked up the box, went around the crew with an umbrella, and shouted like a small vendor: "Sell warm baby stickers, ten yuan a hundred yuan a dozen, only sell to the director, and no one else needs to spend money." โ€

Director Yuan's face turned red, but the staff laughed, and the crew was full of happy air inside and outside.

In the end, the time for filming still came.

Luoyang had to change out of his stove-like coat and put on a specially worn-out blue and white exorcist suit.

I have to say that this outfit is really good-looking, but it is also really not warm.

Playing with an oil-paper umbrella for props, Luoyang walked to the camera and waited.

Not far in front of the left is a delicate and lovely small stone bridge, and Han Qiao will walk from the other side of the bridge later.

Jessica also changed into a fairy pink light gauze skirt and stood beside Luoyang tremblingly.

Good-looking clothes are generally not warm.

People who can design beautiful and warm clothes are angels, and angels are very rare.

"My next fashion week is going to be a good and warm thing. Jessica grumbled quietly.

Luoyang smiled, then took out a small bottle from his arms that was the same as Han Yan's, and asked, "Do you want to have one?"

At this moment, Director Yuan saw that everything was ready, and immediately shouted with a megaphone: "action!"

Jessica immediately took the bottle, pulled out the cork, and swallowed the liquid in one gulp.

As soon as the white transparent liquid entered the mouth, the burning sensation like a strong wine spread all the way from the mouth to the lower abdomen, and then a warm current exploded, instantly spreading to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

All the coldness was swept away, and Jessica's white and tender little face immediately revealed a seductive pink, and she pouted and spit out a long white pillar of mist.

"Smack... Da Da... Click..."

The sound of irregular footsteps came, and Liu Dongqing, who was dressed in black brocade, staggered over with a long sword in his hand, his face was full of grief, and the corners of his eyes were left with cold rain or hot tears.

"Boom!"

The sword was unsheathed, Han Jian stood at the head of the bridge, pointed his sword at the sky, and roared angrily: "Thief God! The world respects you and fears you, but why do you want to send down demons to bring disaster to the world! My junior brother has been chivalrous and righteous all his life, why did he end up like this! You return my junior brother's life! You return my junior brother's life! You return my junior brother's life! You return me..."

Before the words were finished, Liu Dongqing couldn't cry anymore.

Luoyang closed his eyes, exhaled, relaxed his whole body, and then when he opened his eyes again, he had already entered the play and became the exorcist Zhong Lezhi.

Zhong Lezhi held an umbrella and ran to Liu Dongqing in a panic, and the stupid Su Muzhao also held an umbrella and followed behind Zhong Lezhi step by step.

Zhong Leyi shouted at Liu Dongqing while running: "Miss Liu! Liu Daxia! Don't point your sword at the sky on a rainy day~ You will be struck by lightning!"

Liu Dongqing slowly put down his sword and looked at Zhong Lezhi who ran over in a daze.

The oil-paper umbrella blocked the cold rain, Zhong Lezhi gasped slightly, looked at Liu Dongqing and said, "Liu Daxia, are you okay?"

Liu Dongqing said in a trance: "I even caused you to be imprisoned and almost beheaded at noon, don't you hate me? Why do you want to block the rain for me." โ€

Zhong Lezhi smirked, and Mu Ne said: "Liu Daxia is superb, and he has benefited countless people with chivalry, wouldn't it be a pity if he dies here? Why don't you follow him to kill demons and demons, eliminate harm for the people, and avenge your junior brother? If Liu Daxia can help Zai Xia get rid of all evil things, Zai Xia will definitely not be compared to being imprisoned." โ€

Liu Dongqing looked at Zhong Lezhi numbly, then at the sword in his hand, his eyes slowly became firm, and he said in a murderous voice: "Thank you Zhong Dao Chang for his magnanimity, I will definitely devote my life to learning and help Dao Chang kill all evil things!"

A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky.

"Boom!!"

It's raining, it's getting heavier...

"Click!"

Director Yuan clicked, and a group of staff with towels and blankets immediately rushed forward, surrounded Han Jian in three layers inside and three layers outside, and greeted Han Jian with all hands and feet.

"Hurry up, wipe your head first!!"

"Hair dryer!

"Go to the locker room and change out of your wet clothes first!"

With the noisy shouting, everyone stuffed their clean clothes into the locker room with Han Qiao.