"Lao Guo, do you know any music teachers?"

Wubai glanced at Chen Zhixing and said, "Yes."

Seeing bursts of light bursting out of the other person's eyes, he poured a basin of cold water on him at the right time, "But I can't teach you."

"Maybe it's because of a lack of technology..." Chen Zhixing retorted weakly.

Wang Longzheng patted the young man on the shoulder and comforted him: "Xiao Chen, you have to understand the truth now. The person who can correct your singing problem is not the teacher, but the doctor."

It’s shattered, Chen Zhixing’s future is shattered!

After a song that cost him three bartenders, Chen Zhixing finally had no choice but to accept the fact that he was a music-deaf person.

"Then do you know any famous doctors?"

Wang Longzheng was about to hit him again, but his eyes fell on the mahjong in the courtyard, and he suddenly thought of something, "Hey! I seem to be really good at it!"

"Say it quickly." Chen Zhixing was a little impatient. After all, this was related to his future.

Wang Longzheng rubbed the stubble on his chin and suggested, "In this case, you can send Mahjong back and I will introduce it to you."

“It’s a deal!”

Chen Zhixing didn't say anything, and immediately played mahjong happily, "Which one is next door?"

"Just go out of the main entrance and go to the third house on the right. The name of the crew is hanging on the door..."

"Okay!"

Before Wang Lungzheng finished his instructions, Chen Zhixing had already run to the set next door in three steps at a time.

Looking at his retreating back, Wang Wei poked Wang Longzheng's lower back with a look of disbelief on his face, "I didn't hear that you know any miracle doctor. Is there any cure for his terminal illness?"

"It's not cured." Wang Longzheng spread his hands, not feeling ashamed at all.

Wang Wei felt lonely for a moment, and Bai was so happy that he really thought he knew some miracle doctor.

He lowered his head faintly, complaining secretly in his heart, brother, you are wronged by following me...

But looking at Chen Zhixing's hurried back, he laughed out loud again, "Tired fools are so funny."

"Ahem." Wang Longzheng rubbed his fingers in embarrassment, "There is one more trivial thing I didn't say..."

"What's going on?" Wang Wei's ears suddenly stood up.

Wang Lungzheng looks serious, but in fact he is full of evil.

The little things he talks about usually lack great virtue.

"I picked up this mahjong...the crew next door threw it on the ground. I didn't even think about it, but no one wanted it..."

...

"One Love"? This should be it, right?

What a crappy name...

Chen Zhixing secretly complained that this drama is outrageous, and high school students are still dating.

If there is love in the first middle school, then does the second middle school have to get pregnant out of wedlock? Does the third middle school have to run away with the ball?

Sighing that students nowadays are not only involved in academic studies, but also have such rich and colorful love lives, Chen Zhixing didn't think much about it and walked towards the props group.

He is also familiar with the road. The props team is usually located in a remote and dark area of ​​the production set, and cannot be too far from the set. Chen Zhixing found his destination after walking around for a few times.

"Wait a minute, boy, who are you?"

Chen Zhixing was about to return the heavy mahjong tiles in his hand when a loud shout stopped him in his tracks.

Looking where the sound came from, I saw a vigorous old man walking over at a fast pace, his eyes constantly looking at him.

Chen Zhixing immediately understood that this was a misunderstanding and quickly explained: "I'm here to return the mahjong."

It's okay not to say it. As soon as these words came out, the old man became even more suspicious.

"When I came yesterday, the fat little black guy didn't tell me that anyone had borrowed mahjong, right?"

Chen Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood the link.

It must be Wang Lungzheng, the grandson who pretended to be fat and pretended to be fat. He stole the mahjong and pretended that he borrowed it.

After mentally greeting his blood relatives within three generations, Chen Zhixing said with a smile on his face: "You are talking about Lao Wang, right?"

"Old Wang?"

Chen Zhixing started to argue in a lively manner: "Wang Longzheng, the man you met yesterday is a little dark and fat."

The old man frowned, "Do you know him?"

"We know you!" Chen Zhixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the crew next door was also taking a break. The janitor from the props team had wandered off somewhere and left the janitor job to this old man.

"This man is not only ugly, but also rotten. He usually likes to do petty theft."

The old man looked at him gnashing his teeth and nodded doubtfully. If he hadn't been asked to exchange things during the holiday, he wouldn't have been so hateful.

Chen Zhixing once again added fuel to the fire, "I'm also in the props team. I borrowed the mahjong from the crew next door for filming yesterday, and I want it back today."

Looking at the scorching sun, and Chen Zhixing holding mahjong in his hand and sweating profusely, the old man sighed leisurely.

It’s not easy for this kid to insist on standing guard during the holidays.

Under sympathy, the conversation softened a lot, "Why don't you go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Are you from the local area?"

Chen Zhixing shook his head subconsciously.

"Oh." The old man's eyes became more sympathetic.

"So you are an orphan..."

Um?

Did this old man scold me just now?

"It's hot outside, please come in first."

After that, he led Chen Zhixing to the duty room where he was resting. "Son, there is no air conditioning in this room. Eat some watermelon to cool down."

"No, I'll put down my things and leave."

Chen Zhixing swallowed his saliva, his eyes never leaving the sweet watermelon.

The old man chuckled and said, "Eat it, it's from the crew, it will spoil if you leave it uneaten."

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

I originally wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately, but this watermelon will spoil if I leave it any longer!

"This is so relaxing. Just wait, I'll get the warehouse key."

Chen Zhixing gnawed on the watermelon and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

After he calmed down, he had time to observe the configuration of the crew.

Wealth and Majesty, although the setting of the modern drama is as simple as possible, every inch of the decoration seems to clearly say: We are not short of money.

"This one is really rich..."

Let’s take a look at what the crew is like. The scenery is pretty good, but it’s all a toad’s fault—the surface is polished, and the props set is cleaner than his pocket.

Even if there is watermelon in this one, there is even mahjong?

He never imagined how a school drama could be related to mahjong.

Chen Zhixing was thinking about all kinds of things when the old man outside shouted loudly again: "Stop! What are you doing!"

Listening to the voice, Chen Zhixing thought it was Wang Longzheng and the others who came to rescue him because he hadn't returned for so long, so he rushed out to prevent them from leaking.

But he moved to the door, looked outward, and stopped.

The person who came was a girl. Her slender and straight legs were tightly wrapped in jeans, which was a perfect balance between lean and voluptuous. Under the off-white coat was a slightly loose shirt, and a smooth and white part was exposed between her upper body and jeans.

Her lower abdomen has no trace of fat and looks extremely refreshing. However, her long black wavy hair makes her refreshing mixed with a hint of charm.

When his eyes finally focused on his face, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but reveal a hint of pity.

When he was young, he always looked at women from top to bottom, first looking at the face and then at the legs; but since he had some "experience", the direction of his eyes began to be completely opposite.

At this time, he couldn't help but regret his change.

Because a wide mask covered her from the bridge of her nose to her chin, and it also concealed Chen Zhixing's sense of expectation.

But just the exposed pair of impeccable eyes made Chen Zhixing feel confident.
Chapter completed!