Yang Yifan looked at the "monk" in front of him and was stunned for a few seconds.

Who is this man...... Xu Zhen?

Is it really Xu Zhen?

Say Zhou Yu Zhou Yu is here??

Xu Zhen on the other side looked at his expression, smiled slightly, filled him with a box full of fasting rice, added a steamed bun, and said in a gentle tone: "Donor, are these enough?" ”

"A porridge and a meal, when thinking about where it comes from, don't waste it."

Yang Yifan subconsciously took the lunch box from his hand, listening to Xu Zhen's indifferent voice, although shocked, but after thinking about it carefully, he gradually calmed down again.

After all, Fenggu County is Xu Zhen's hometown.

Isn't it reasonable for a big star like a big star to come back and donate some money and do some charity?

It's just that he didn't use this kind of public welfare activity to publicize it at all, and he acted so low-key, which made people can't help but feel a little respectful.

"Grab the utensils, please go over there and eat."

At this moment, another "monk" in the pergola gave him a pair of chopsticks and pointed to the long table by the wall not far away.

Yang Yifan took the tableware and was about to leave, when he inadvertently glanced at this person, but saw that his eyebrows were thick and his eyes were bright.

Wonnyima...... Song Yu!

This situation is still unreasonable!!

Yang Yifan's mentality, which had just calmed down, collapsed again in an instant.

He is not familiar with Xu Zhen, but he has a little friendship with Song Yu.

Seeing that the other party was squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes with him, signaling not to squeak, Yang Yifan had to swallow all the grooves on his stomach, and with his acting skills tempered over the years, he tried to pretend to be casual.

The pilgrims in the back were still waiting to eat, he didn't delay, Mu Ran took the boxed lunch and went to the long table next to him.

The team of reporters on the side persevered and followed him and continued to interview him.

"What's your next move?" The reporter handed him the microphone and asked with a smile, "Tell us about it in advance?" ”

Yang has no drama to film, Yifan wants to say, there are two big Buddhas in the pergola, you don't want to interview, you want to interview me.

What does it mean to have a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but you are blind without a fate?

You deserve not to be rewarded this month!

He was looking for a place to sit down, when he saw a young "monk" with a very tall body and sharp eyebrows hurriedly running over, dragging a white towel from his shoulder, and wiping the table in front of him with his hands and feet.

"Donor, please sit down, just cleaned up." The tall monk threw the towel over his shoulder, took two steps back, and said attentively.

Yang Yifan looked at this person's eyes, and his steps froze again.

He turned his head to look at Xu Zhen behind him, and then thought of Xu Zhen's connections......

This shopkeeper looks like a "monk", why does it look a bit like Xu Haoyu??

Now the threshold for selling food in front of the temple gate is so high?

Non-first-line actors can't do it??

Yang Yifan's hair exploded, and he hurriedly looked left and right, and quickly locked his eyes on another person in the pergola.

I saw that this person did not participate in the meal, but sat on a plastic stool in the corner.

He was wearing a solemn black robe, his head was bowed, and he was silently counting the change in the box.

Not in a hurry, the clouds are light and the wind is light, but counting the change counts out the texture of sorting out the museum's treasures.

…… It can't be Chen Zhenghao, right??

Not only the first line, but also the actor!

"Mr. Yang, what are you looking at?"

The team of reporters around him saw Yang Yifan's frightened gaze and asked with some curiosity.

Yang Yifan's mouth opened slightly, and he said, "That, uh......"

He was afraid that he would accidentally make some inappropriate move and offend this big man, and his nerves were highly tense at this moment.

He subconsciously raised the porridge bowl in his hand, drank two big sips in a row, and said with bright eyes: "This Fayun Temple's fasting rice is really full of color, flavor, and flavor!" ”

"5 yuan is full, it's too conscientious! I'm going to have an extra bowl! ”

Reporter: "......"

Why did this person's brain suddenly get lost?

……

After a while, seeing that this wave of pilgrims had entered the temple, Xu Zhen handed over the work at hand to others and ran to find Yang Yifan.

He didn't expect an unplanned insider to come to the puja.

When he was selling food just now, he had already heard the commotion here, for fear that the eldest brother would accidentally expose himself and others, so he took the initiative to make eye contact with him and signaled him not to make a noise.

Fortunately, this eldest brother is a smart person, he didn't say anything, and even helped divert the attention of the group of reporters, Xu Zhen couldn't help but be very grateful.

At around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, the two made an appointment to meet in a corner of the backyard of Fayun Temple.

"Well, I'm sorry to mess you up......"

Yang Yifan secretly looked at Xu Zhen's half-worn monk's robe with no sense of disobedience, as well as his indifferent expression and demeanor, and said crampedly: "Are you doing public welfare activities?" ”

Xu Zhen was just about to answer, when a little novice ran over, glanced at the two of them curiously, and said, "Senior Brother Shouzhen, Uncle Ran asked you to go to Wuguantang to eat fast!" ”

Xu Zhen bowed slightly, and replied: "I'm tired of helping me reply, there are still some mundane things to deal with in Shouzhen, so I won't go to Wuguan Hall today." ”

Yang Yifan: ...... Truthfulness?

, he still has a law name?!

Is he doing public welfare here or is he a monk here?

After a while, when Xiao Shami ran away, Xu Zhen turned around, looked at Yang Yifan's bewildered expression, smiled, and said lightly: "Let Senior Brother Yang smile." ”

"When I was younger, I studied at the monastery here for two years, so I got to know the monks here."

As he spoke, he looked back in the direction of the temple gate and said, "Today's water and land puja, many friends from the circle came to participate. ”

"Everyone just wants to pray for blessings in a low-key manner, and they don't want to be reported, and I hope Senior Brother Yang won't mention this matter to others."

Yang Yifan was already shocked by a series of information at this time, and he was stunned for a long time before he said: "This, don't worry, I, I will definitely not say ......"

Xu Zhen said: "Is it the first time Senior Brother Yang has come to participate in the Water and Land Festival? ”

"What do you want, and which altar do you want to go? I can introduce you to it. ”

When Yang Yifan heard this, his expression suddenly became depressed.

He hesitated for a while, but finally spoke: "I have some understanding of the puja, and I actually want to consult how to become a monk." ”

"It just so happened that Senior Brother Xu asked me, which department is responsible for shaving?"

Xu Zhen was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Senior Brother Yang wants to shave? ”

Yang Yifan originally came for this matter this time, and he simply didn't hide it, and talked about his bitter experience over the years with a sad face, saying that he had nothing to love in his life, and he wanted to escape from the red dust.

After hearing this, although Xu Zhen was very sympathetic, he still did not support the monks in the red dust in principle.

Wen Yan persuaded for a while, and saw that Yang Yifan obviously had symptoms of depression, and was afraid that he would do something worse, so he had to take him to the empty Zen master who was in charge of shaving.

However, he glanced at Yang Yifan up and down a few times, but did not help him go through the formalities, but said: "If Lord Yang insists on shaving, the poor monk can write a letter, and you take it to the Fayan Temple next door and go there to receive ordination." ”

Yang Yifan asked, "Why not in Fayun Temple?" ”

"Uh......" Likong looked at Yang Yifan with some embarrassment, and said euphemistically, "Fayun Temple has some special requirements, which may not be suitable for Yang Shizhu. ”

Yang Yifan asked puzzledly: "Why is it not suitable?" In fact, as soon as I came in just now, I had a solemn appearance here, which made people feel peaceful physically and mentally, and I had a good impression of this place. ”

Under his constant questioning, the empty monk had to recite the Buddha's horn with a compassionate face, and said: "Amitabha, there is a Buddha in his heart, and there is a pure land everywhere, why should Lord Yang be attached to which temple." ”

"Fayun Temple is a place to cultivate masters, and generally only accepts disciples who are gentle and friendly, and Yang Shi is quite angry, I'm afraid it's not suitable."

Yang Yifan: "......"

Ah——!h

Not only did I not see the director in acting, but I was even rejected as a monk!

My life, my life!!