Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

In this regard, Wen Yuan became a cheap labor force for "Tropical Storm" at a price of 12 yuan. The props team specially vacated a corner of the warehouse for him and sent people to buy the materials he needed.

Everyone sat at the same table at lunch, and Wen Yuan found a sense of belonging at this table for the first time, and the meal tasted much better.

"Xiaoyuan, time is tight and the task is urgent. Thank you for your hard work. On behalf of the organization, I would like to thank you in advance."

Xie wrote a pretentious official accent.

Zhou Jianan swallowed the food in his mouth: "Is the air conditioner installed? We can refuse to work without an air conditioner. There is also an air purifier."

Xie Yiyi glanced at the assistant director, who said, "Why are you asking me? I'm the director."

A letter of thanks: "That's right, why are you asking me? I'm also a director."

Zhou Jianan smiled at Xie Yifeng, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"Okay," Xie Yifeng shouted to the other table, "Lao Liu, is the warehouse air conditioner installed yet?"

The other party nodded confidently, thanked Zhou Jianan and then nodded confidently.

The staff of the production crew all like to cooperate with Zhou Canaan, not because Zhou Canaan has excellent business ability and rarely delays things, but because he has a good relationship with Xie Yipeng. They are a regular team of Xie Yipeng. With Zhou Canaan's cooperation, Director Xie's temper will be much better and he will no longer be so manic.

Wen Yuan was eating pork ribs, his cheeks were bulging, although he didn't speak, but his eyes were still crooked, anyone could tell that he was very happy now.

After lunch, everyone rested for a few hours as usual, and waited for the sunset to start shooting.

Wen Yuan and Zhou Canaan went back to the caravan to rest, and Wai Wai would visit everywhere to find someone to chat with. After the Zhang Weiwei incident, Zhou Canaan and his team's status in the crew has been further improved.

Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan were lying on the bed, and there was an excavator rumbling not far away. The sleeping environment was not very ideal, and they just lay down to rest their minds.

Because the allergies on the lower back and neck have not healed, the ointment needs to be applied twice a day. Zhou Jianan just helped him apply the ointment and it is still not dry, so he can only rest on his stomach.

Wen Yuan took antidepressants, and after a while he couldn't bear it any longer, and fell asleep with his face resting on the back of his hands.

When he woke up again, Zhou Jianan was no longer there, and it was less than three o'clock, Wen Yuan thought that he should go to make up.

The raw materials for making clay sculptures have not been obtained yet, and the work has not yet started, so Wen Yuan can only draw out the idea first, laying on the bed and thinking for a while, with an idea in his mind, he can't do it with a single stroke.

After struggling for a while, Wen Yuan decided to go to Zhou Jianan to find some inspiration.

On the way to find Zhou Jianan, Wen Yuan picked up a badge, which showed that he was a reporter of a certain weekly magazine, and had an off-site pass.

Except for the old team members who are familiar with each other, the rest of the crew basically wear badges to avoid fanatical fans from mixing in.

Wen Yuan remembered that he was also stopped from time to time, asking why he was here, and every time he could only call Wai Wai to ask her for help.

It would be great if he also had such a work card, since he is also one of the staff members of the crew.

He didn't know this reporter, and thinking that Brother Dao knew a lot of people on the set, he gave him his badge.

"Oh~ This girl has been here for two days. I know her, but I don't know how to contact her. I'll ask later." Brother Dao enthusiastically accepted the request.

Wen Yuan is sometimes very envious of Brother Dao's character, he can eat everywhere, and everyone likes him.

After handing over the badge, Wen Yuan wandered to find Zhou Jianan again, because he was allergic and couldn't be exposed to the sun, Wen Yuan wore a big fisherman's hat and covered his whole head tightly.

Originally, he was a familiar face in the crew, but he was stopped again for not showing his face.

Wen Yuan lifted his hat: "It's me."

"Brother Xiaoyuan is here, Mr. Zhou is in the dressing room?"

The staff looked at Wen Yuan's back, thought for a while, and called the production manager.

Wen Yuan took off his hat when he entered the dressing room remodeled from a private house, his forehead was stuffed with sweat.

There is air conditioning in the room, which is a little more comfortable.

His name was written on the door of Zhou Jianan's dressing room, and he heard voices speaking indistinctly inside. Wen Yuan knocked on the door, leaned over to open the door, saw that it was Wen Yuan, and immediately pulled him in.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you came just in time. Just now, Sister Huang Yi asked for mung bean soup."

Wen Yuan said thank you, and immediately set up a chair next to the makeup mirror for Wen Yuan to sit on.

"Why did I wake up so soon? I just came here." Zhou Jianan was scratching his hair, not daring to move his head, only looking at Wen Yuan through the makeup mirror.

Wen Yuan sat down beside him: "Well, I woke up for some reason, and I came to see you."

The makeup artist sister stopped and couldn't help laughing, and teased him: "Didn't we just separate, and I want to meet so soon?"

Zhou Jianan also laughed: "Where is it that we separated, plus the hour of falling asleep in the middle, I haven't seen each other for a long time."

Wen Yuan felt embarrassed, silently picked up the mung bean soup and opened it to drink.Seeing that there was also a bowl in front of Zhou Jianan, and the package hadn't been opened yet, it must be because the makeup couldn't be removed and it was inconvenient to eat.

There are ice cubes in the mung bean soup, which has almost melted, Wen Yuan is afraid that it will not be ice-cold after putting on makeup, and it will easily deteriorate.

So he quietly asked him, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"Okay." Zhou Canaan couldn't wait for it.

This kind of thing will feel nothing when there are only two people, but once there are other people around, it will appear deliberately artificial.

Wen Yuan finished feeding a bowl under pressure, Zhou Canaan's makeup was also finished, and the sun outside was not so poisonous, someone came to call Zhou Canaan.

"Don't go, there is sun outside." Zhou Canaan instructed.

Wen Yuan looked up at Zhou Jianan, bit his lower lip lightly, expressing that he wanted to go.

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Zhou Jianan: "Okay, then you stay in the shed and don't come out to bask in the sun."

Wen Yuan got what he wanted, and followed him with his schoolbag in his arms.None of Zhou Jianan's looks in this drama is clean and refreshing, either with blood or dirt on his face, and the clothes have been washed hundreds of times, deformed and faded.

Every time the modeling is completed, the state of the human body also seems to change, walking with a hunchback, idling, as if becoming another person.

Wen Yuan held up his parasol and followed him, not daring to talk to him. If he wants to make a composition that can satirize the absurd relationship in the movie, he must start by observing the characters.

To be honest, the plagiarized plastic work is in line with the tonality, but it is in line with the tonality of the original novel. Once it is adapted into a movie and released, it will add an actor's filter. Wen Yuan looked at the back of "Zhou Canaan" , suddenly had some ideas.

When I got to the place, I took out the manuscript paper and started to draw.

Zhou Jianan told him that he didn't notice it after a while.

Seeing that he was taking this matter so seriously, Zhou Jianan was happier than anyone else, but he was more worried than anyone else about the temperature of the shooting scene.

After looking around for a while, Zhou Jianan aimed at the shed next door, walked in with long legs, and it was much cooler inside.

The shed is quite big, and the director's monitoring equipment inside is equipped with three air-conditioning pipes.

Seeing Zhou Canaan coming in, the people inside hurriedly greeted him.

Zhou Jianan asked, "Where is Director Xie?"

"I just went to see Miss Yi."

"Okay, thank you."

When Zhou Jianan was out, he gave Xie a phone call: "Can you give the air-conditioning pipe of your shed to the next door."

"That won't work, my equipment has to be cooled down." Xie Yi said.

Zhou Jianan: "There is cooling equipment, don't fool me."

Thank you for a letter: "There are many people in our place, and the more people there are, the hotter it is. If you can't do it, come to me to rest when you are resting. I will leave you a big recliner."

"Give it or not, don't give it to the show."

In the end, someone still pulled an air-conditioning pipe over, and Wen Yuan was even more powerful with the air-conditioning pipe, and his thoughts were flowing, and he felt that he had at least three plans in his mind.

After delivering the air-conditioning tubes, the reporter went back to the shed, gossiping a few times: "Guess why Director Xie asked me to deliver the air-conditioning tubes next door?"

"Is Teacher Zhou in there?"

Someone refuted him: "Teacher Zhou is always on the show, and he rarely goes back to the shed."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Wen is inside, hehe."

Everyone gossips and laughs, as if they understand everything.

By the way, this week the film king didn't care so much about himself, it seems that with the nourishment of love, the iron tree can also bloom.

The afternoon passed quickly, and Wen Yuan's current physical strength was not enough to support him to stay with Zhou Canaan until midnight, curled up on the recliner and fell asleep.

The passing lighting engineer saw him shrunk into a ball by the air-conditioning pipe, so pitifully, he took a thin blanket and covered him.

Zhou Jianan came back from the play and wanted to hug Wen Yuan back to the car, but he woke up the moment he touched him.

"You're back." Wen Yuan rubbed his eyes, and found that he was still covered with a thin blanket, thinking that Zhou Jianan had covered him, and asked him, "When did you come back and cover me with a blanket."

Zhou Jianan: "It's not me, didn't you build it yourself?"

Wen Yuan: "No, I fell asleep."

There are many people in the crew, and they come and go, and they don't know who it is.

Wen Yuan showed Zhou Jianan the concept map he had drawn in the afternoon, explained his understanding to him, and walked into the car while talking.

When he was approaching the car, Waiwai was waiting for them, holding a badge in his hand.

"Brother Canaan, the director of the show gave it to me just now."

Zhou Jianan reached out to take it: "What."

"The badge," Wai Wai pointed at the badge and said, "Brother Xiao Yuan won't be embarrassed to be stopped when he walks around the set."

Wen Yuan took it over and took a look, there were a few words written on it: Wen Yuan, special advisor to the props group.

Zhou Jianan leaned over and said, "Wow, it turns out to be the badge of Special Advisor Teacher Wen."

"Hey." Wen Yuan smirked.

He didn't find a serious job after graduating from college, so he just stayed at home and did handicrafts. This was his first job card, and it was still his favorite job.

Wen Yuan hung his badge around his neck: "I like it."

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