After the interview, the dialect gathered everyone together.

"I'm here to congratulate you all on passing the final exam," Fang Yan stood directly on the table, "There will be someone to contact you through Oto-kyu during the start of the filming of the Demon Shadow, so you can go back and familiarize yourself with your character's lines...... Everything else is okay for the time being, so let's disperse. ”

He didn't say anything about the official establishment of the crew, the dialect is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and the crew is obviously still two leading actors, how can it be said to be established?

Rather than saying it out to isolate yourself, it is better to find the right person and wait for the Shadow to start filming, this symptom is called uncomfortable Sky syndrome.

Everyone disbanded on the spot, and Fang Yan also planned to go home through the teleportation array of the Tiangong Society to the gate of the courtyard.

With a flash of light, Fang Yan arrived at the entrance of the Shuimu Academy, and as soon as he came out of the teleportation array, he saw Yun Yi with a pestle in front of the teleportation array.

"Brother Yunyi." Fang Yan opened his mouth to say hello.

Seeing that it was a dialect, Yun Yi's eyes lit up, and he walked up quickly, "Dialect, are you done with the retest?" ”

Fang Yan and Yun Yi exchanged punches - this is how acquaintances from Yunyao Continent greeted each other, "Yes, I'm ready to go home, what are you...... Waiting for someone? ”

"No, no," Yun Yi waved his hand, "I forgot to bring my storage belt out, the Yingui Flying Sword and the teleportation charm are in it, it's a little far to rush back, I just want to see if there are any acquaintances who come back to the academy to take me for a ride." ”

"......" This is the otherworldly version of the forgot to bring the key when you go out?

"Use mine," Fang Yan handed his teleportation talisman to Yun Yi, "You can use it and put it in the duty room of the Tiangong Society, and I will pick it up next time." ”

"And what do you do?" Yun Yi shook his head, "Next time you come to Shuimu Academy, I can't let you walk over." ”

"Okay," Fang Yan shoved the teleportation talisman into Yun Yi's hand, "Don't ink, next time I'll use Yin Gui to call Su Ran or President Mu to pick me up." ”

"Yes, then I'll go first." Yun Yi thanked Fang Yan and turned around directly and entered the teleportation array.

Today, after a day of retesting, it is already night, and Fang Yan is ready to go home directly to think about some details of the filming of "The Lord of the Rings".

However, it didn't take long for the dialect to be blocked.

"Boy, do you remember who I am?" The dialect was surrounded by seven or eight people, and the man at the head gritted his teeth and spoke.

"It's so dark that you're still wearing black clothes, wrapped like zongzi, how do I know who you are?" Seeing this group of people's dressed dialects, I was a little puzzled, don't you meet a group of middle two, right?

"You, you!" The man was choked by the dialect and couldn't speak, so he took off his hood directly, revealing a face full of anger, "Now you remember!" ”

"I don't know," Fang Yan shook his head, although there were many people on the other side, they were only first-order cultivators, and he could beat them with one hand at the peak of his second-order, so Fang Yan didn't panic at all.

"Don't recognize?" The man's voice was a few points higher, "In the Flying Sword Competition, you caused us to be expelled from Sunset Academy!" ”

Fang Yan suddenly realized, "Oh, it's you, that black-robed mage? Then he shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent, "The author didn't write what you look like, how can I remember what you look like?" ”

“......”

"Okay, okay," Fang Yan rolled up his sleeves, "If you're in a bad mood, a sandbag will be sent to the door, so you're welcome." ”

......

Three minutes later, the black-robed mage who was huddled on the ground trembled and pointed at Fang Yan, "You, how can you be the peak of the second order?" ”

Fang Yan ignored the black-robed mage, clapped his hands and prepared to go home, when suddenly a voice came from ahead, "Don't move, shake the spirit!" ”

......

"Get in!" Fang Yan was wheeled into a cell, "You're going to stay here tonight." ”

Then there was a "bang", and the cell door closed tightly.

The dialect was judged by the inspector of the shaking spirit to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and the teleportation charm that could prove his status (because it was specially made by Lin Haoran) was also lent to Yunyi.

Today's situation is different from the previous time when he entered the bureau with Dia, that time because it involved the abduction of children, the inspector immediately inquired about the identity of the dialect, this time "picking quarrels and provoking trouble" is not a big crime, the inspector decided to close the dialect for one night to let him suffer, and then check his origin during the interrogation tomorrow.

Fang Yan grabbed a handful of straw on the floor and threw it hard, as if these straws were those inspectors.

"Don't toss, they can't hear it." Suddenly a voice came from the corner, startling the dialect.

"Who!" Fang Yan put a first-order flash spell and saw the person in the corner clearly.

This is a middle-aged man who looks a little depressed, with good facial features, messy hair on his forehead, and a smell of alcohol.

Seeing Fang Yan shine on himself with flashing, the middle-aged man glanced at Fang Yan and stopped looking at him, picked up a straw in his left hand and shook it regularly at the corner of his mouth, with the swing of the straw, Fang Yan felt a melancholy that could not be dissolved.

"Boy, just find a place to sleep, none of the people locked up here are big offenders, and they will go out in a day or two."

Fang Yan didn't speak, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, there was only one thought in his mind:

Aragorn, isn't this exactly the Aragorn you're looking for?!

The dialect extinguished the flash technique and sat down next to the middle-aged man.

"I got into a fight with someone, what about you?"

"Me?" The middle-aged man's gaze was still unfocused, "I drank people's wine and didn't have money to pay the bill, so I came in." ”

"Then do you want to have money to drink all the time in the future?"

"Of course."

"It's not illegal to make you enough money for alcohol, do you do it?"

"......" The dark dialect could feel that the middle-aged man was looking at him at this time.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Fang Yan, and I am the filmmaker of "Bright Sword".

“...... My name is Gade, I know "Bright Sword", and the shooting is good. The dialect finally knew the name of the middle-aged man.

"I'm shooting a new type of Shadow now, and you have a protagonist whose temperament fits perfectly."

"Temperament?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Do I still have the temperament?" ”

"You don't want to admit it," Fang Yan shook his head, "I can see that you are a man with a story, but I have no interest in your past, I can make you a lot of money, and as for you to make a comeback or stay in the tavern, it's your business, some things are still too late to do." ”

People who have not experienced something will not have this kind of temperament, which is the trace left by living in this kind of person.

"How much can you give me?"

"Five second-grade spirit stones a day, this is called salary." Fang Yan smiled, and being able to ask such a question showed that he was tempted.

"When will the Shadow start filming?"

"There is still a lack of a role, and it can be filmed when it is all together."

"Deal!"

The penultimate piece of the puzzle is in hand!

ps: I've been busy with some headaches lately, and the book friend group has been postponed for a few days.