Small-budget movies are really not easy to make.

Yan Mu thought about it, in his previous life, he should have been filmed at this time, but it seems that he heard that there was a little problem with the submission for review at the beginning.

As a result, I missed a good summer file, but even so, this small-budget movie in my previous life was still a box office dark horse that was born that year.

But in this life, what if the review goes smoothly and arrives in the summer theater schedule?

"Do we have the connections to do that?"

Yan Mu thought so, and hurriedly looked at Bo Junxiao and said, "Can you find someone to help you keep an eye on the matter submitted for trial?" ”

"It's been arranged,"

Bo Junxiao smiled and said, "You don't need to say anything about this, you won't be stuck on the trial." ”

With his connections, this is nothing, and the movie did not violate any sensitive points, so there is absolutely no problem in passing the trial.

Yan Mu suddenly relieved his heart, and a strong expectation immediately rose in his heart, not knowing how this "dark horse" in his previous life would behave in this life.

Soon a week passed, Zhao Fan's body also recovered well, his spirit was very full at a glance, his pigtails were combed, and even his eyebrows were blackened by him.

"Old sir,"

Yan Mu couldn't help but not ask about his pigtails, but she had become familiar with it in the past few days, and she was really curious about this old man's thrush, "Why do you like to use eyebrow pencils?" ”

Looks weird!

Zhao Fan glared at Yan Mu: "What does the little girl know, when my wife was alive, she liked me to paint thrushes for her, she is gone, I paint a thrush every day, and I feel like she is still by my side." ”

Yan Mu was stunned for a moment.

Inexplicably, my heart is a little sour, this world is really impermanent, the head of the white mandarin duck lost its companion, the old man must be very sad in his heart.

When she asked, did she touch the old man's sadness?

Yan Mu was full of apologies, and was about to say something, when he saw Zhao Fan look in the mirror again and said: "When I was young, I was also a Yushu Linfeng, even now, I am much more handsome than those rough people like Old Man Yan, are you right?" ”

"Yes!"

Yan Mu immediately agreed without hesitation.

Zhao Fan was very satisfied, and felt that this little girl was very good.

"Mr. Zhao, can we go?"

said okay today, Zhao Fan took her to see the tombstone, but Zhao Fan's eyebrows were drawn for a long time, and the painting was still miserable.

"Let's go, let's go—"

Zhao Fan put away his eyebrow pencil, picked up his file bag and walked out with Yan Mu.

Han Liu drove, and Bo Junxiao followed.

The institute is located in the northeast corner of Kyoto, so if you drive from the mountain villa, the road is not close, and there is a little traffic jam from time to time, so I drove for more than two hours before I got off the Ring Road.

Yan Ci had been waiting here for a long time, and everyone arrived at this research institute together.

This institute does not occupy a large area, but the security measures are particularly strict, and there is a military district headquarters nearby, and the streets here are particularly solemn at first glance.

Under the leadership of Zhao Fan, the group entered the research institute and went straight to the research room where the tombstone was placed, and there were armed security guards outside the research room.

Yan Ci and Bo Junxiao were waiting outside the research room, and Zhao Fan took Yan Mu in.

"Is this it, sir?"

As soon as Yan Mu entered, he saw the tombstone.

A large stone stele, a large piece of the upper left corner of the stele is missing, and the words on the stele are very blurred.

Yan Mu looked at it carefully, even if there were a few relatively clear words, the font was strange, and she couldn't tell what the words were.