Did the celebrity fall today? [Entertainment]

Zhuang Jing slept very well on the plane. He woke up refreshed and did not have any sequelae of airsickness. He took the initiative to hand over the two pieces of chewing gum he hadn't eaten to the director, and even pointed his chin at Jin Hong.

The airport where the plane landed was Chuanfu Airport, and it took about three hours to drive to Peiling from here.

But the program team first took them to a filming site at the Marriott Hotel, where the filming machines had already been set up, and they had to play small games and clarify the program rules here.

Zhuang Jing and Jin Hong sat down on the chairs.

The director took a red box, and there were different notes in it, representing different occupations. The two guests had to draw the notes to choose their occupations, so as to obtain daily living expenses.Of course, these jobs will not be very decent, and they must conform to the purpose of the word "ordinary".

The box was handed to Jin Hong, and Jin Hong gave it to Zhuang Jing: "You pick it first."

Zhuang Jing reached in, took out a ball of paper, opened it, and read: "Peiling No. [-] Middle School Cleaner."

The director said: "Peiling No. 50 Middle School is Jiang Xiaoguang's school, you can contact Jiang Xiaoguang outside of class, and the cleaner's salary is [-] yuan a day."

"Director, 50 is too little, isn't it?" Zhuang Jing asked.50 per day, less than 1500 a month?

"The price of temporary workers is even lower than this, and the program team still pays them according to the standard of long-term workers." The director said: "Remember, our program must be real and not fake."

What Jin Hong drew was the owner of an off-campus food stall.

Director Rainbow blew up: "Mr. Jin is a good job. If the craft is good enough and flexible enough, he will definitely earn more than a dead salary! However, our rules are like this. The program team will provide carts, a A barrel of oil and 200 yuan of start-up capital. After making money, you must return the start-up capital to us, and then you will be responsible for your own profits and losses. That is to say, you may earn a lot, or you may not have a dime."

Zhuang Jing was speechless secretly, the program crew was really picky, even treating the benefactors equally.

Jin Hong asked Zhuang Jing: "Do you want to change with me?"

Zhuang Jing: "No need, thank you."

The director then announced the rules: the guest should spend the seven days as a family member with the child who is responsible for helping him, and he needs to fulfill the child's three wishes.During this period, the basic necessities of the three people, including the expenses for fulfilling their wishes, must be earned by the guests themselves.

If the child's wish is realized, the program team will give the child a mysterious gift.

"So, the child you help is your family from now on. I hope you can fulfill his wish and help Jiang Xiaoguang grow up healthily and happily."

The two finished recording their part and walked out of the studio, just as the two guests from the next group also came in.One of them is young, beautiful, lively and lovely, Qu Yao, the singer of many popular TV dramas.

But although she is young, she is far less eye-catching than the woman next to her. This woman is elegant, tall, bright and charming, exuding the charm of age from her bones, but she looks like she is in her early thirties at most.

She noticed two people, with surprise smiles on their bright faces, walking towards them.

This is Sheng Muhuai, the unrivaled star of the Xin school in the Beijing opera world, the representative inheritor of national intangible cultural heritage projects, and his little disciple.

From her body, you can really see a little shadow of Yunchun, which makes Zhuang Jing feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Two generations of Peking Opera performers meet across time and space.She is his successor, and also the best commentary for him to have no regrets at work.

Sheng Muhuai greeted Jin Hong: "Busy man, long time no see."

Jin Hong's attitude is also very special, with two points of natural intimacy in peace: "Mr. Sheng, you have been too busy recently."

Zhuang Jing was a little depressed. The little disciple and grandson "did not know each other" but had such a good relationship with Jin Hong. How could there be any reason for this?

Sheng Muhuai's eyebrows curved: "Yes, I have been touring all over the country for the past two months, and I flew directly from Nanjing. Next spring will be even busier, after all, the big day is coming soon."

What big day?Zhuang Jing thought.

"Ding Chengfeng will celebrate its 110th anniversary next year. You must give it a credit. We agreed that we will cooperate on stage."

Jin Hong glanced at Zhuang Jing who was stunned, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "This is a big event, I will definitely be there, and you can say hello to Brother Shenglou for me."

"You two brothers always play together, do you want me to say hello?" Sheng Muhuai turned his attention to Zhuang Jing and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Sheng Muhuai. I have seen your performance in "The Evolution of Actors". Really well acted."

The two of them lightly shook hands, and Zhuang Jing said with a smile, "Hello, Teacher Sheng."

The phrase "Teacher Sheng" made Jin Hong look sideways, and also found it a little funny. Zhuang Jing definitely did it on purpose, with a little narrowness, making some jokes that only she knew.But now there is an insider here.

After a few more pleasantries, Qu Yao also introduced herself, and the staff urged her, Sheng Muhuai said: "The photographer just told me that the children of our two groups live in the same building, and there will be many opportunities to communicate in the future, so let's start went in."

Coming out of the Marriott Hotel, Jin Hong suddenly said to Zhuang Jing: "Ding Chengfeng's 110th anniversary celebration, you will also be a guest?"

Zhuang Jing was a little surprised, and his heart beat faster again: "Isn't everyone able to be the guest of this celebration?"

Jin Hong said: "I will go to Caisong, I can invite you."

Zhuang Jing thought, this man is really interesting, what does his singing have to do with me?I am a post-[-]s rookie whose acting skills stretch my hips, so why do you want me to be a guest?

But he asked casually, but he really asked his heart. How could Zhuang Jing not participate in the 110th anniversary?Even if no one is invited, I'm afraid I will mobilize all my strength to buy tickets.

It was absolutely impossible for Zhuang Jing to refuse this invitation, no matter how many times he thought about it, what he said was: "Okay, I'm happy to go."

The car drove from the expressway to the national highway, and finally arrived in Peiling three hours later.

This is a small city near the river. A big river divides Peiling into two parts. The southern part of the city is more modern, with factories, shopping malls, schools and clusters of residential buildings. On the northern bank of the river, there are many farmlands scattered. Surrounded by mountains.

The Tongzilou where Jiang Xiaoguang lives is in the south, but it is located in the dilapidated old district. It used to be a cotton factory staff building.Later, the cotton factory closed down, and the tube building became dilapidated day by day. Only the old workers who had nowhere to go after working in the factory for most of their lives remained, and the bottom-class people who moved in later.

Zhuang Jing and Jin Hong got out of the car and walked into a dilapidated compound along the narrow alley. As soon as they entered the gate, they smelled a bad smell. The fart-eyed little bastard is going to blow up the cesspit again! If you blow up again, your parents will be blown up!"

On the right side of the yard, two or three children of seven or eight years old ran out of the public toilet built with bricks. These children's noses had formed white scabs on their faces, their cotton clothes were covered with brown stains, and they were holding two boxes of broken guns. , laughing and chasing after me.

A dropped cannon almost hit Zhuang Jing's feet, and Jin Hong stood up without a trace, and the accompanying staff yelled at the child, "What are you doing?"

Only then did the bear children realize that there was a group of adults in the yard, and these people were dressed brightly and carried various instruments, looking like they came out of a TV.

They stood still, timidly, curious and frightened.Suddenly one child turned around and ran away, and the others followed immediately, and got into the tube building like a little mouse returning to its hole.

It was already dark at this time, and only the public toilets in the yard were still lit, but there were many spectators standing in the corridor, pointing at them, but when they saw the camera, they all retracted their bodies.

A group of people walked into the unlit corridor, and the staff illuminated the road with flashlights. In the aisle, Zhuang Jing almost kicked the garbage bags, coal stoves and large iron pots piled up on the road several times.

When we arrived at the door of room 302, the staff said: "We live in 403 and 404 upstairs. Jiang Xiaoguang's home has cameras that we have arranged in advance. Your followpd will start working at six o'clock in the morning. They will follow you after you go out. Try to Don't disturb your time alone with Jiang Xiaoguang."

After a few more instructions, the staff left, and Jin Hong knocked on the door of Jiang Xiaoguang's house.

But after waiting for a long time, no one opened the door.Just when Zhuang Jing was about to knock for the second time, there was finally the sound of the door lock turning, the iron door was opened a crack, and an eye was exposed from the crack.

The owner of that eye looked out probingly and cautiously, but the door was never opened.

Zhuang Jing took the initiative to say: "Hi Xiaoguang, we are the two brothers of the "Ordinary Week" program. My name is Zhuang Jing, and his name is Jin Hong. We will be together for a week, can you open the door?"

His voice was very soft, with a natural ability to be trusted. The door opened slowly and hesitantly, and Jiang Xiaoguang shrank behind it.

He was the kid in the photo, with messy hair like a dog chewing on it, a scar on his forehead, and he took two steps back with his lips pursed so that two people could come in.

The room is very small, only about fifteen square meters. There are two beds on the south and east corners. There is a dilapidated desk next to the small bed on the east. Opposite the bed is a light green lamp with a history of at least 40 to [-] years. Plastic wardrobes and nothing else.

There are only two beds, one of which belongs to Jiang Xiaoguang, and the other... Zhuang Jing's heart is half cold, he doesn't want to share a bed with Jin Hong!