"Baron Makino is angry, he is really angry..."

Chen Zhixing simply didn't sleep. He turned over and did twenty push-ups. Feeling that his body was slightly warm, he started practicing his lines directly in the room.

He had already learned his lines well when he was in Renyi, but unfortunately Feng Yuanzheng's requirements were too high.

When can we be considered successful if we reach the level of Wang Zhiwen?

This level of difficulty can no longer be considered too high.

"Dong dong dong."

A sound of knocking on the glass was heard, interrupting his performance.

Looking at the blurry figure reflected on the plastic sheet, Chen Zhixing felt a little scared.

You won't encounter savages in this wilderness, right?

"Xiao Chen? The snow has stopped. Call Wang Dao out quickly. We are ready to turn on the computer!"

Chen Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice. It was the voice of photographer Daizuke Xiaoxue.

This big man is 1.9 meters tall, and his nickname is a girly name like Xiaoxue.

"Okay, let's go out now."

In response, Chen Zhixing put on his coat and opened the door.

"I'm going!"

As soon as he went out, Chen Zhixing immediately let out a cry of surprise.

No wonder this is called the Spring City in the North. It just snowed and now the weather is getting warmer?

But why is this smell so strong?

Isn't Wang Wei's grandson in bed?

Chen Zhixing picked up his book, fanned himself, and walked to the small bed where Wang Wei was resting.

Why does it get hotter the closer you get to him?

The surprise was still behind him. When he reached the door, Chen Zhixing was already dumbfounded.

I saw Wang Wei lying on the single bed with his back stretched out, and the quilt had been kicked to the ground by him.

Not only that, he also took off all his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear protecting the last restricted area.

I still don’t believe him when he says he has a strong blood energy. Isn’t his blood energy too strong?

Are you the reincarnation of the Golden Crow?

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Wang Wei was awakened by the noise made by Chen Zhixing's fan. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Hoo! Did you poop in the house?"

Chen Zhixing said angrily: "Why the hell do I still want to ask you."

Seeing Chen Zhixing's "scrutinizing" gaze, he immediately grabbed the quilt on the ground and covered his snow-white body tightly.

Is he coming to me?

"The snow has stopped."

Chen Zhixing was afraid that he would get a needle eye, so he turned his head and explained coldly.

"Oh, then let's go filming quickly, otherwise we may not encounter such heavy snow next time, and artificial snow will cost money."

I put on my clothes awkwardly and explained awkwardly, "I'm a little hot, maybe I've been wearing too much lately."

"I also feel that your room is warmer than mine."

"I thought I felt wrong. Good guy, this room seems to have a heater. It will be warm for me this night."

While Wang Wei was putting on his clothes, he muttered, "I thought someone's house was on fire. I wondered how could there be fire in this remote country? We can still drill wood to make fire, hahaha...Gah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Wei suddenly froze on the spot. Then he seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead heavily, "Fuck!"

Throwing the quilt away, he rushed into the kitchen with a speed rarely seen in his life.

Then there was a scream: "Come on! The pot is broken!"

...

"It's okay for you two to live in someone else's house, but stealing someone else's pot is too much. Besides, what's the use of stealing someone else's pot?"

Wu Bai felt that these two people might have a strange collecting habit. He had seen a lot of people collecting cartoon characters, but it was the first time he had seen someone collecting iron pots.

Chen Zhixing winked, as if he had something to say.

Wang Weizheng was revising the script carefully and felt a little guilty when he heard this.

If I hadn’t forgotten to turn off the heat when cooking instant noodles, would I have burnt the pot?

In addition to feeling guilty, he was also a little scared. If he got up a little later, he would probably be himself in the fire.

He glanced hard at Chen Zhixing and told him to keep silent.

Revealing this kind of thing will easily affect my prestige as a director. If they knew that I used this primitive heating method, they would almost burn themselves to death...

[Have you heard that someone almost burned himself to death while cooking instant noodles?

[Someone changed the iron pot from a battle-hardened one to a brand-new tempered one]

[The pot was burned through, but he still put it aside, thinking it was because he was too angry]

I can't afford to lose that person!

Looking at Wubai who was asking questions bitterly, Wang Wei was a little angry. How come this grandson didn't spit it out after taking one bite?

Then he explained angrily: "I think that iron pot looks very delicate, okay?"

"Eh~" Five hundred facial features were crowded together, looking very disgusted.

I heard that there is a man in the island country who married a Barbie doll. This Wang Wei is so good that he has a fetish for the iron pot.

No wonder I had to find a partner, it turns out I like still life.

"Where's the pot? Return it quickly. If you like the pot, we can buy it ourselves."

"If the pot is lost, just pay him the money." Wang Wei started to mess it up, "Anyway, the pot is gone, do whatever you want."

"No, the pot is still there!" Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand with a wicked smile, "It's over here with me!"

As he said this, he picked up the iron pot behind him and stood it in front of him.

Across a steel pot, Wu Bai was surprised to find that he could actually see Chen Zhixing's row of big white teeth behind the pot.

As if his hair had exploded, Wang Wei jumped up two feet high and slung his arms around Chen Zhixing's neck in one step.

"Didn't I ask you to find a hole for your uncle's Chen Zhixing to bury it?"

Wu Bai was stunned. Thinking of what Wang Wei said before about the delicate pot, he couldn't help but shiver all over.

After being stunned for a long time, he sighed and said, "My lord, how about we find a partner to try?"

"Ah?" Wang Wei was beating Chen Zhixing's dog on the head. Hearing Wu Bai's heart-wrenching words, he didn't react for a while, showing a blank face.

"Pay attention to your health. I know a matchmaker who has a wide range of channels..."

As he said that, he looked at the holes in the iron pot again and couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk, tsk, you are really talented."

Wubai patted his shoulder, and suddenly felt that the confusion in the other person's eyes was gradually developing in a crazy direction.

The pressure in the director's profession is really great.

Look, what has this hot-blooded young man been forced to do?

Poor Wang Wei...

Poor pot.

"Don't tell anyone about this. I, Tangtang, a director, would be so embarrassed if I broke someone else's pot."

The two of them nodded immediately.

Chen Zhixing made a stitching gesture on his mouth, "Don't worry, my mouth is as strict as a city wall!"

Um.

How did you say that?

Yes! There is no airtight wall in the world.

The "Iron Pot Case" had just been solved in the morning, and rumors spread among the crew in the afternoon.

"Have you heard? It snowed yesterday, and Wang Wei wore out the iron pot in their house!"

"Is there still this thing? Pass on, director Wang Weixue is so lonely that he wears steel plates every day."

"Understood, Wang Wei is carrying a steel plate against Xiaoxue."

"Copy that, who is Xiaoxue?"
Chapter completed!