Jiang Ke asked: "Do you know anything about the movies they made?"

"Not interested."

Mo Qing was in low spirits.

"The movie is called "Winter Cicada". It is said that the story is adapted from a legend a hundred years ago." Jiang Ke said slowly.

Mo Qing took a bite of the fried dough sticks.

She waited boredly for Jiang Ke to continue.

Jiang Ke stared at her for a while and continued: "After a battle, an officer and a girl fled here. The officer was seriously injured and died soon. It was a winter, coupled with war and famine, the town

Everyone is in danger. The girl stole food and medicine to keep the officer alive, and was finally besieged by the villagers..."

Mo Qing stopped listening and interrupted him: "Who is the screenwriter?"

Jiang Ke didn't answer and asked instead: "Is this the story between you and him?"

"..."

There was no answer to Jiang Ke's question.

Mo Qing was silent, finishing the fried dough sticks slowly, and then stood up.

Mo Qing glanced at him and said quietly: "Let's talk next time."

Jiang Ke didn't speak. He looked at the calm river and the mountains on the other side, with emotions rolling in his eyes.

Mo Qing left.

Mo Qing didn't look back until he was far away.

*

When we returned to the hotel, it was almost nine o'clock.

Goblin and Song Yiyuan were chatting at the door.

Suddenly, they were both a little surprised when they saw Mo Qing walking down the street.

Song Yiyuan asked: "Where have you been?"

Goblin said: "I thought you had been sleeping in your room."

"Walking around the town." Mo Qing clapped his hands, noticed the dilapidated car parked on the roadside, and glanced around, "Where's the driver?"

"The driver was very frightened last night and probably had a nightmare. He came over this morning and gave us the car keys so that we could do as we pleased," Song Yiyuan explained.

Mo Qing nodded: "Clean up and go to the crew."

"I'll contact Xiao Wu from the crew." Goblin took out his mobile phone and said, "Xiao Wu said that the crew has arranged work for us and we can move freely in the crew, which will make the investigation easier."

"Um."

Mo Qing had no objection.

Originally, I was going to stay on the set to investigate.

After listening to Jiang Ke's story just now, Mo Qing felt that maybe he could learn more about it.

The three of them moved very quickly, and soon they packed up their things and got into the car together.

Mo Qing didn't have a driver's license, so naturally he sat in the back.

Song Yiyuan drove and sat in front with Goblin.

There are traces of Mo Qing's "violence" last night on the car door.

"It's hard to close this door." Song Yiyuan clicked twice before closing the door. He turned to the two of them and said, "The hotel doesn't provide breakfast. Can we buy something to eat on the way?"

"Of course." Goblin was already hungry.

"Um."

Mo Qing gave Jiang Ke a fried dough stick, but he wasn't full yet.

Can--

The dilapidated car drove unsteadily for two minutes and then stopped on the side of the road, smoking.

Song Yiyuan: "..."

Goblin: "..."

Mo Qing: "..."

"I forgot to read the almanac this time." Goblin felt a chill running down his spine and raised his hand to rub his handsome face, "I always have an ominous premonition."

Song Yiyuan put his hands on the steering wheel, dumbfounded: "Does this need a premonition?"

Goblin: "..." Same.

Song Yiyuan turned his head and said meaningfully to Mo Qing: "God is punishing you for being disrespectful to the teacher."

"..."

Mo Qing didn't bother to pay attention to him, opened the car door and walked out.

Immediately afterwards, under the surprised gazes of Song Yiyuan and Goblin, Mo Qing opened the front cover of the car, and then started fussing with it.

Within two minutes, Mo Qing closed the hood of the car and raised an eyebrow with Song Yiyuan.

She said: "Try it."

Song Yiyuan started the engine doubtfully, and the car was really repaired.

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Song Yiyuan put his elbow on the window edge, stuck his head out, and praised Mo Qing: "Okay, you."

"I am an intellectual who received higher education a hundred years ago." Mo Qing boasted and got into the car. He opened the door and gave a brief instruction, "Drive."

Song Yiyuan drove the car forward and wondered: "Didn't you say you haven't read for a few days?"

Mo Qing said leisurely: "This does not affect my knowledge."

Song Yiyuan: "..."

Just pretend!

He just repairs a car, and he is just a skilled worker at best.

Mo Qing seemed to have guessed what Song Yiyuan was saying, and added slowly: "It won't affect my ranking first in the city exam, and I will get 400 points in the assessment."

"..."

Song Yiyuan immediately sat upright.

Goblin also dared not speak.

Yes.

No matter how excellent their resumes were, they were still nothing but scum when it came to Mo Qing.

People may genetically despise you.

What are they fighting over?

…

The three of them found a breakfast shop along the street and ordered some food. When it was their turn to pay, the three of them looked at each other. In the end, Mo Qing paid.

Goblin got into the car with breakfast and looked at Song Yiyuan with disdain: "Brother, you are a dignified former high school teacher and former medical captain, don't you have no money?"

"No money." Song Yiyuan was angry when he said it. "The last time I worked for him, I destroyed a cultural relic. Huos took away my last bit of savings and owed him a sum of money. He is a cannibal.

I never spit out bones."

After Song Yiyuan finished speaking, he looked at Goblin and asked doubtfully: "What about you? At any rate, you were the director of a department before, and you also had a canteen."

"For a section leader with no performance, his monthly salary is only 2,000 yuan. My rent is already 800 yuan." Goblin said with worry, "The canteen is still losing money."

Song Yiyuan and Goblin suddenly thought of something, looked at each other, and looked at Mo Qing hopefully.

Mo Qing directly pulled up the bank balance and showed it to them.

"Didn't Huos give you endless living expenses?" Song Yiyuan was shocked when he saw the balance.

"I just found out," Mo Qing said, "Huos found out what Wen Banling and I did, and deducted all the balance in my card. He said he would wait until I went back to write a review."

"I knew that Hoss was not a good person." Goblin patted the central armrest with emotion, and then spared no effort to cheer him up, "My minister, aren't you angry? A captain has bullied you!"

Song Yiyuan also echoed: "This can't be tolerated!"

Goblin continued: "Yes. Minister, think about your status and dignity!"

Mo Qing was not angry at all when they repeatedly criticized her. He leisurely picked up a bag of steamed buns, leaned back and folded his legs: "I'm still within the inspection period."

Goblin: "..."

Song Yiyuan: "..."

All right.

Hoss holds the power of life and death for Mo Qing.
Chapter completed!