After the crew was finished, Ning Hao beckoned everyone to take a photo together, and "Crazy Stone" was over.

After the finale, everyone went back to their respective homes to find their own mothers, and when they left, Huo Yunting also joked that Ning Hao didn't eat a casual meal.

"What's the food, the pants are gone. When the box office is a big hit, I will directly charter a hotel. ”

"Okay, then wait for your hotel."

"Director Ning, I wish the box office a big hit."

"How can you get the entire 20 million box office, right?"

"20 million? I'm content with 10 million. ”

After greeting everyone, Huo Yunting booked a ticket to Tianjin.

As for Huang Bo, he went back to Beiping to continue to look after him.

On November 3, Huo Yunting arrived at the door of the National Center for the Performing Arts in Tianjin.

It's this big theater, it doesn't look very formal, and the sign hangs upstairs, which always gives him a nightclub feeling.

There are posters on both sides, and it is Guo Degang with a smile on his face.

called Lao Guo, okay, his heart is really big enough, and he is still in Beiping.

"I said Lao Guo, don't you prepare in advance."

"It's okay, Beiping Tianjin is so close, you can get there in one day. I'll practice with Brother Qian again today, and I'll go over tomorrow. ”

"Well, then you should pay attention to yourself, don't miss the time."

found a hotel from the neighborhood, and Huo Yunting nestled in bed.

When filming from Chongqing sewers before. He just remembered the name of the Exquisite Ancient City.

During this time, I flipped through it again, and found that it was no longer serialized on the Tianya Forum, but the first entire collection was sent to a station.

It is called the starting point Chinese network.

As for the name, he finally figured it out. It's called "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

He hasn't finished reading the exquisite ancient city of the first part, but looking at the comment area, the author left a message on it saying that the second part has begun to be conceived, tentatively named Longling Maze.

As he was watching, the familiar middle-aged man's coughing voice came.

The flashing penguin icon in the bottom right corner clicks.

[Green Hair Watermelon]: I'm going to talk about it today in a few days......

"it!"

Huo Yunting chuckled in his heart, what's the situation? Is this girl caught for committing a crime?

So I hurriedly searched for news about Liu Yifei on the Internet.

In the past few months, he has been busy with filming, and he usually has to learn professional knowledge from Yue Xiaojun, and guide Ning Hao's script from time to time, and he is very busy every day.

I haven't read much of the news.

A search at this time, good guys, the amount of information is exploding.

The rumors intensified, from sex reassignment to plastic surgery, from long-term disability to abortion. One by one, they have noses and eyes, and with a few pictures of paste, they are about to make a final decision on this matter.

Looking at that Song Yude's blog, the tide is really getting higher and higher. almost raised a flag, and then shouted "Down with Liu Yifei" with a group of netizens.

"This doesn't have any brains...... Where do transgender people go to have an abortion. It's all nine years of compulsory education. ”

"Huh? I seem to be too. ”

Fingers paused on the keyboard, tapping.

[Brain is clear]: Is this to be clarified?

[Green Hair Watermelon]: You should listen to you, it's late.

[The brain is very clear]: It's okay, it's not too late, this is a big problem if someone closes the coffin.

After thinking about it, he continued to knock down,

[The brain is very clear]: That Song Yude, you usually pay more attention, I feel that I can do anything for money.

[Green-haired watermelon]: Uh-huh, I see.

There is also a crying face emoji at the back.

"This girl...... The point is too back. People sit at home, and pots come from heaven. ”

Shake your head, skim off these worries, and keep looking.

At night, he turned into Hu Bayi and set foot on the desert with the fat man.

With his unpredictable prophet, none of the members of the archaeological team died, avoiding the group of strange black snakes. Entered the Queen's dungeon intact.

It's just that this world is so open that it doesn't necessarily all go its own way.

As he was walking on the bridge, a black snake suddenly fell from the top of the cave and was about to throw itself in the face.

Fortunately, the fat man was quick and shot the black snake's head.

"Lao Hu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing the spicy black snake that fell to the ground and kept twitching, Huo Yunting felt palpitations for a while.

I'm almost dead here.

OK.

OK......

……

If you die in a dream, will you die together in reality?

Looking at the corpse of the black snake, this thought suddenly popped into my head.

"Dididi"

"Dididi"

At five o'clock in the morning on November 4, Huo Yunting opened his eyes.

He didn't look at the time, he knew what time it was, turned off the alarm and kept staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Damn, can't bet on that.

It's too dangerous.

He still remembered the "I think" power that hadn't been triggered in a long time.

What if he thinks in a dream that he is really dead, and in reality his heart really stops beating?

I got up, changed my clothes, went to the toilet and flushed my head.

His current hair has not grown back, and when he washes his face, he even takes a handful of brain melon seeds together, and wipes it with a towel, and even saves washing his hair.

At noon, a dusty little black fat man arrived.

Huo Yunting met him at the hotel.

"Look at it, don't look at this performance, it's not popular yet, this momentum already has a master." Huo Yunting laughed and teased.

"Playing with cuts." Lao Guo scolded with a smile.

Looking around, Huo Yunting asked curiously, "What about Brother Qian'er?" Why didn't I come with you? Stand-up comedy? ”

"Brother Qian'er is busy with work, I'll come tomorrow."

"Good fellow, you're so relaxed."

"It's close, what are you afraid of?"

The two of them talked and laughed, and went to the Grand Theater to take a look together.

The platform is quite big, I went up and tried it, and when I looked down, there were dense seats, more than a thousand seats.

"Lao Guo, this is not the same as Tianqiaole Tea Garden."

Guo Degang also nodded in agreement, "How big is the Tianqiaole Tea Garden, this is 50 times more." ”

"Then Ming'er will be waiting for your cross talk."

"Well, you'll see."

At 3 p.m. on November 5, the audience began to enter the venue one after another.

The start time of cross talk is 7 p.m.

Huo Yunting went early, Guo Degang got him a seat in the first row, and sat there to watch "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

This physical book has come out, not to mention, he really let him find one.

As he was watching, a staff member suddenly came up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Are you Mr. Huo Yunting Huo? Mr. Guo is looking for you in the background. ”

Lao Guo looking for me?

Closed the book and went backstage. Old Guo, dressed in a long shirt, was staring blankly at the floor and smoking a smoky cigarette.

Seeing Huo Yunting, his dull eyes lit up and dimmed again.

"It's over, it's foggy on the highway, and Brother Qian'er may not be able to catch up."

ps: When I just corrected a typo, I found that the review would delete some problem paragraphs, and it was not reminded

So if you feel like you can't connect anything, you may be audited

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