His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe wanted to ask about Xiangbei's family situation, but felt that it was not good to get to know too deeply, and felt that his friendship was getting closer and closer—although the actual situation was like this, he still wanted to struggle, and mainly stayed with Xiangbei Friends are not friends, and couples are not lovers. It is very tangled to identify the relationship with each other—putting the entanglements behind him first, he asked: "If we don't burn paper money, where should we start the investigation?"

"Ask the user?" Xiang Bei said.

Su Zhe agrees with this choice. Besides, the crew is about to start work today, and the filming is a summer scene. A group of people must race against time to grab the deadline. It doesn't matter whether the Spring Festival will be on or off right away. You may insist on taking a vacation for this kind of work. There is no longer your position here, unless the position is too irreplaceable.

Wu Zhi is definitely not such a job. Su Zhe is conscientiously watching on the set. There is also Wu Zhi in the crew. He has really cooperated with him before and the relationship is not bad.After all, this circle is not big, and there are even fewer people who can stay for a long time. He has worked for ten years at least, which is considered seniority, and he knows a lot of people.

The narration box pops up: However, it doesn't make any sense to fail to get ahead.

Su Zhe: "..."

Being complained by the narration box is very frustrating.

Su Zhe has been waiting for the explanation of the narration frame from last night to today. Unfortunately, there is not a single word on the narration frame about the fairy dance.

Su Zhe has been tangling like this until noon. Finally, when he is free, he quickly grabs the director and asks: "How about the computer?"

"Still shouting in the room." The show manager's face was pale, and the dark circles under his eyes were as thick as smoky makeup, "I closed the computer cover, it's useless, and the volume is not low, just leave it like this, the battery seems to be running out It's the same, it's still ringing anyway."

Su Zhe imagined the scene in that room, and said dumbfoundedly: "Then let's go and have a look."

The rented house in Jingli Village that the film crew took was about ten minutes’ walk away, which was very convenient. When the two of them returned to the village, they happened to see Xiang Bei gesticulating and Huang Lao cooking. , What he ate before was the finished product, now it was the process of cooking, he saw Mr. Huang took something out of a bucket and squeezed the juice, and then squeezed the juice into the bowl of bacon.

I have to say that the roasted pork with bamboo shoots made by Xiangbei is simply the best. The fat meat is moist but not greasy, the skin is crispy but not hard, the meat is lean and fragrant but not sticky, and it has a special deliciousness, which is refreshing , the whole body is warmed up and down in the cold winter months, and the blood circulation is accelerated.Every freshness and every spoonful of seasoning in that dish was cooked in perfect harmony without the slightest reaction. It was simply perfect. It was the top three dishes that Su Zhe had eaten. The reason why it was not the first was because of Su Zhe Does not like to eat fat.

Seeing the production process at this time, Su Zhe was inevitably interested. He glanced casually and noticed that the thing in Huang Lao's hand was moving. The worms with red and yellow ring spots, Mr. Huang squeezed these worms in his hands, and used the worm juice to marinate the meat.

"There are more than one kind of marinade." Seeing Su Zhe coming, Huang Lao said with a smile on his face, "This winter worm must be caught and raised in summer, otherwise it will not be able to retain the fire power on its body."

Su Zhe: "..."

This is obviously not a winter worm of Cordyceps sinensis. How can a winter worm grow into a poisonous snake?I really hope that some bookworm will erase my memory, I really don’t want to know at all!

Xiang Bei and Huang Lao started to discuss the marinade issue. After a few words, Huang Lao was annoyed by Xiang Bei's rhetorical question. He grabbed the winter worms and threw them to the north. Xiang Bei was not annoyed and went around the venue happily run.

Su Zhe didn't even want to pay attention to these two people—one of them might not be human yet—and went back to the rented house with the drama manager. Noisy to the forehead pain.When the drama manager took the computer out of the quilt, he had a toothache expression on his face. After opening the computer cover, the sound became louder, and the awkward atmosphere soared into the sky.

Still can't close the pop-up window, can't turn off the phone, Su Zhe looked at the side, and said: "The battery has long been exhausted."

"That's right." The drama manager said painfully, "I guess it's useless even if you take out the battery."

This is a well-known domestic brand. Su Zhe looked at the computer over and over for a long time, and said, "Where did you buy it?"

"Official store." The director said, "It's more than 1 yuan. Why go to other stores to save a little money? I don't understand this."

Su Zhe thought for a while and said, "Did you think of buying it yourself?"

The theater manager was taken aback, and said, "How do you say it?"

"Did someone introduce you to buy it?" Su Zhe reminded.

"That's not true. My original computer was already stuck. I had no choice but to replace it with a new one. I bought it just before departure, and it's not been seven days." The show manager took out his phone and swiped, "Look, buy Record."

The record is normal. It is indeed an official store. Su Zhe also used his mobile phone to confirm that the page he saw was the same. He pondered for a while and said, "Why don't we try to return the product?"

"Huh?" The theater manager was stunned.

"That's right, it's obviously not a problem with your use of this computer." Su Zhe said, "It's just been seven days and there's no reason, anyway, let's try it first."

The drama manager was confused for a while, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yes, you are right! Back off, back off quickly!"

In fact, Su Zhe didn't have much hope, after all, he had already disassembled the machine and used it. He didn't expect that the operation would be successful, but the moment he saw the address, he doubted his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The drama manager noticed Su Zhe's hesitation and asked.

"Take a look at this address to see if I am dazzled." Su Zhe handed the phone back.

The drama manager held the mobile phone and read word by word: "The tenth place under the jurisdiction of Wang Huang, the metropolis of Haihai City... I can't read this word clearly, Qin Zhou accepts it." He raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"

"Do you know where this city is?" Su Zhe asked.

"I don't know, probably where." The drama manager read it again and frowned, "Isn't this address too simple? Why doesn't it even have a province or city? Why does the phone number start with 144? Is there a phone number that starts with 144? "

"There is indeed 144, but there is something wrong with Wang Huang, the city of the sea city." In order to save Zhang Chunhua, Su Zhe crammed up a lot of basic knowledge on supernatural things in his free time. Shidian Yama will definitely read it, "Alone There is no problem with Haihai City or Metropolis Wanghuang, but it is not right to combine the two. The eighth hall of the ten halls of Yama is Metropolis Wanghuang. prison?"

The theater manager stared at the line, his face became more and more ugly, he returned the phone and tried several times, no matter what, as long as the return is the address, he couldn't stand up immediately, supported the table and said weakly: "Is it fake? You, you try with your phone?"

"I didn't buy anything in this store." Su Zhe said helplessly, "There's no need to try, this address is obviously wrong."

"But I bought it at the official store!" The drama manager yelled aggrievedly, "Why is it—"

"Ding dong."

"Um--"

The QQ receiving sound and the ecstasy call interrupted the production manager's defense, and the mobile phone page held by the production manager instantly turned into a ghost pornography, and the scene of last night was repeated.

"Why did it suddenly change?" Su Zhe asked in surprise.

"Ding dong."

"Um--"

As soon as Su Zhe lowered his head, he saw that his mobile phone had also turned into a ghost pornographic pop-up window, and the ghost faces on the screen seemed to be mocking him.

The production manager suddenly trembled, and said with a pale face: "I, I set up a group email on the computer last night, and the time is now. It is a report about the holiday of the production team this year..."

Su Zhe was silent for a while, and asked, "How many people are you sending?"

The drama manager swallowed, and said with difficulty: "The whole crew."

Su Zhe: "..."