"He's right in front of me!"

"It's not a very dangerous project at all, it's just a small experiment."

"I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

"I'm wrong, I'm guilty!"

"Ahhhh...I'm actually more uncomfortable than anyone else!"

...

I deeply remember our dear comrade-in-arms Comrade Guo Yan!

Such a banner was pulled out in the funeral home, and the family members were already crying.

In fact, Master Kong cried the most miserably.

Such a strong man, it is hard for people to believe that he will cry, both on the outside and on the inside.

But now, even before, he cried.

Tears flowed.

The entire funeral was quite high in specifications, and Guo Yan is one of the best fireworks masters in our country.

Even after he is gone, it is not certain whether anyone can take over it.

There is no way, the fireworks industry is really unpopular.

It's still very dangerous to get little money.

Regarding the Bayi Factory, Huang Tuanzuo was also very sad. After all, the Bayi Factory has been trained for many years, and no one wants to be like this.

After the funeral, what should be given, what should be gone will be given.

Our crew suddenly became speechless.

Why is this happening?

It was very simple. Director Kang Honglei locked himself in the room without saying anything.

When we are filming, we are now living in a small hotel in the county town.

The overall conditions can be said to be neither good nor bad, but just like this, others don’t know what to do.

There is nothing to do, so everyone will get together naturally, so there must be something to talk about on their mouths.

I don't know who started.

"Yozi, say something, you are the first to be safe every day before."

"Yes, Yoko, you've been quite foresighted before."

"That's right, I just thought of this. Yoko, is this considered a hit by you?"

As expected!

Xiangyang directly gave a very helpless expression when facing these people, "I don't want to do it either. Do you think something happened to me? The two sentences I made are nothing more than adding something to the character and reminding everyone by the way. Oh~ who knows?"

The last sigh is truly full of images.

Helpless, uncomfortable, emptiness, and deep self-blame.

What do you blame yourself?

But everyone's behavior is like this.

"Yoko, you must not do this. Everyone just wants to make a joke in such an atmosphere."

"Yes, who doesn't know that this matter has nothing to do with you?"

"You remind everyone that they are kind-hearted. We all know that you don't do this. Now that Lao Kang is like that, if you blame yourself like this, then how can we all do it?"

"That's right, Yoko, we all know you."

As expected, the attitude of everyone is still very good.

Xiangyang was actually a little bit self-blame. After all, it was a life, and he really had no choice but to say anything. He didn't even have the chance to say it.

This may be fate. Sometimes a person appears very small in front of fate.

No!

Xiangyang shouted to himself in his heart, I don’t believe in fate!

This time it was a special situation, and I didn't understand the details at all, so I couldn't stop it.

Xiangyang definitely doesn't want to be defeated by fate. When he came out of the village, he already figured out his future path and how he should go on in the future.

So now...

"Would we have a group..." Zhang Yi mentioned.

"Yes, everyone will go to find Master Kang together, chat with him, and untie his heart. Isn't that good?" Brother Guoqiang took out the posture of the old seventh brother.

"Well, I feel that's OK." Wang Dazhi looked particularly agreeable.

So, everyone is going to teach you a coach?

Xiangyang said to everyone, "I know this is not very nice to say now, but if Master Kang can come out by himself, then it will be better than anything else."

Get out by yourself?

Everyone, look at me, let me see.

At this moment, Duan Yihong, who had never spoken much, smiled.

"I agree with Xiangyang this time, and what I said makes sense."

Duan Yihong, a guy with awkward show of pretending in the crew, had no other problems. After he said this, everyone couldn't help but nod.

But the most important thing at the moment is, can Director Kang come out?

Xiangyang just whispered, "I believe in Master Kong."

...

Three days, three full days.

"My Leader My Group" has not been working at all. The filming that was originally full of enthusiasm is almost completely stagnant.

Only Xiangyang, Zhang Yi and Duan Yihong, the three of them went out for a run and had sex with each other.

After all, there was a time when the three of them would deduce how to attack the Nantianmen on the sand table.

The so-called "Fist" is always kept from the hand and the mouth, that's it.

Many people in the crew were very confused.

Especially Lao Ma.

Fan Lei played a Guangdong soldier this time, which actually challenged him a lot, and his accent was quite embarrassing.

But it's a good idea, after all, I'm not an important role.

But it's not OK to shoot this scene.

So he was fine and wandered around Kang Honglei's door.

Well, the crew has been fine in the past three days, so he has been wandering around for three days.

Finally I couldn't help it.

"Kang Honglei! Are you a fucking girl? Your comrades died, but do we still have to look forward!"

In fact, Fan Leung was so angry that he was so angry that he was suffocated.

Maybe this throat is useful, or maybe it is because of something else.

But with a clang, the door opened.

A man with a firm heart came out. He had a bad beard and his hair was much longer than before, and he was no longer that shorter inch.

He shouted out in a hoarse voice as if he was roaring.

"Who are the girls?! Tell everyone! Everyone gathers! Let's film!"

Kang Honglei really came out.

...

The crew is ready again.

Everyone's motivation is coming again.

Everyone showed unprecedented enthusiasm.

Continue to film the movie.

The cannon fodder group can finally be said to be a group.

My identity as a dead person has finally been roughly clear.

It turns out that this guy is pretending.
To be continued...