Although Lin Yuan had a piece of paper on the ground, the sand and gravel were sharp after all, and after Lin Yuan struggled, he had already rubbed the thin white paper.

However, Lin Yuan's demonstration ended quickly, although the paper was broken, Lin Yuan's face was not damaged and would not affect the shooting.

After getting up from the ground, Lin Yuan rinsed his mouth, spit out the sand and plasma in his mouth, and looked at the replay of the part just now with Zhang Yu.

To be honest, although Zhang Yu was very respectful to Lin Yuan before, he didn't admire it.

He hasn't watched "Star You", so although he is very popular until Lin Yuan, he doesn't think Lin Yuan can act.

As a result, Lin Yuan's cover-up this time completely taught Zhang Yu a lesson.

Zhang Yu, who witnessed everything with his own eyes, really felt despair and struggle in Lin Yuan's body just now, as if he had really been hit by a car.

"Look here, I've been vomiting blood. However, because there is a blank paper underneath, I can't see it now.

When it's time to shoot in real time, your blood foam will spray on the ground, and it will stick to the fine sand on the ground, and it will look much better in the lens than it is now.

Also, you should pay attention to the time when the breathing is not too hard, in fact, the normal breathing strength in the performance can blow up a lot of fine sand on the ground, if you blow too hard, blowing too much fine sand, it will block your performance. ”

After explaining to Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu tried again according to Lin Yuan's intentions, which was a successful end to this part of the play.

...

The red little Mercedes slowly drove into the night Paris rest station, the rest station was full of rusty oil drums, the black-backed wolf dog in the iron cage at the door barked at Lin Yuan, and in the empty rest station, a father and son were dismantling a hanging sheep.

On the other side of the rest stop, the keeper of the small stable is a horse with messy coats, and a dozen hens are pecking on the ground outside the stable.

Lin Yuan frowned, glanced at this simple and irregular rest station, and saw a wooden sign hanging on the small earthen house, and the sign was crookedly written with red paint with four words - satellite phone.

Lin Yuan slowly pushed open the door of the earthen house, which was decorated with a nineties store, and a middle-aged woman with big wavy curly hair was sitting at the counter, looking at the 24-inch TV on the wall while spitting melon seed peels on the ground.

What is on TV is a sketch performed by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao more than ten years ago - "The Protagonist and Supporting Role"

At this moment, Chen Peisi is stepping on a stool to educate Zhu Shimao:

I can't imagine that you, Zhu Shimao, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, have also rebelled against the revolution now!

"I... Make a phone call..."

The middle-aged woman didn't look back, just pointed to the satellite phone in a wooden box on the acrylic counter in the distance, and watched the sketch on the TV to herself.

The microphone was lifted and put down, and the laughter of the women in the room was as piercing as a chainsaw, sawing Lin Yuan's chest for a while.

1...

1...

Lin Yuan's fingers hung above the 0 key, and when he was hesitating, the woman's laughter rang out again.

This burst of laughter was like Donald Duck being choked, as if he was laughing at Lin Yuan's stupidity.

[Whoever violates traffic and transportation management regulations by escaping after causing a traffic accident or has other particularly heinous circumstances, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years; Whoever causes death as a result of escape shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than seven years. 】

A string of legal stripes flashed in Lin Yuan's mind, Lin Yuan buckled the microphone heavily, made a new decision in his heart, turned around and walked out of the small earthen house resolutely.

After walking out of the small earthen house, Lin Yuan saw a white dog with dirty hair, nestled under the butt of the car, licking the blood that dripped from the trunk along the body to the ground.

Lin Yuan's heart was instantly pulled down to his throat!

In the distance, the father and son were still dismantling the sheep.

Lin Yuan quietly came to the car, wiped the blood line from the trunk with the hem of his coat, kicked away the dog that was licking the blood, scratched the ground with his toes, and buried the blood on the ground with gravel and dust.

Next to the car, a long rubber water pipe was coiled on an abandoned oil drum, and Lin Yuan's Adam's apple was loose, knowing that he couldn't drag it anymore.

Quickly walked to the oil drum, grabbed the water hose and threw it on his car, started the car and drove under a wooden sign with the word "Come on" written in red paint.

"Boss, come on."

Yang Xinming put down the work in his hand, grabbed the boning knife and came to Lin Yuan's car, and glanced at Lin Yuan's car glass.

"Fix the car?"

"If you don't fix it, just come on."

"Crash into this cowardly look and don't fix it?"

"No repairs, thank you."

Lin Yuan took out his wallet from his arms and eagerly wanted to leave this place.

"How much?"

"One thousand and five."

Hearing Yang Xinming's answer, Lin Yuan, who was about to take out the three red tickets, was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise:

"How much?"

"One thousand and five."

Yang Xinming said calmly.

"I'll just add some oil..."

"yes, one thousand five."

"No, you're just selling high-priced oil."

Almost, Lin Yuan was about to have an occupational disease, and he muttered [Illegal business crime... A fine of between one and five times the amount of illegal gains shall be imposed concurrently or separately].

Yang Xinming ignored Lin Yuan, slowly bypassed Lin Yuan with a knife, and walked to the pool on the side.

"Hey, aren't you intent on blackmailing!"

Lin Yuan chased after him and asked.

"Who blackmailed! Don't talk nonsense! ”

Yang Xinming stopped, turned around and pointed a knife at Lin Yuan.

"We call it bundling, do you know it!"

"What... What? ”

Yang Xinming pointed to a house in the corner of the rest station that was made of iron sheets like a train car.

"We stipulate that if you want to refuel, you have to go to that one first."

Yang Xinming said while washing his knife in the pool:

"There's cabaret performances in there, energetic shows. Perform 1,000 and 2,000, come on 300.

300 yuan for a tank of oil, what is it expensive?! ”

Scold!

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and nodded, because he was in a hurry to leave, so he could only admit it.

"Okay, one thousand five is one thousand five. I don't watch shows. ”

"Ahh If you don't watch the show, you won't cheer it on. If you don't watch the show, then I'm not really a black oil seller?

When you're having fun, you're going to get out and you're going to have your mouth between you, right? ”

Lin Yuan looked at Yang Xinming, and then looked back at his car, and his heart was entangled.

At this moment, thinking about the thunder in the trunk that I don't know when it will be discovered, any energetic program is not attractive to Lin Yuan.

But the people here seemed to be stunned, and there was no way to communicate reasonably, so Lin Yuan had to frown and nodded.

"Okay, I'll go in..."

"Pimple, go, add oil."

Lin Yuan opened the door of the tin room, there was a large Simmons bed in the room, and Sissi was wrapped in a blanket, reading magazines boredly on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Sissi turned her head to look, and as soon as the two of them met their eyes, they both laughed instantly.

"Poof!"

"Poof~"

...