"Is Wang Daechui your brother?"

"I'm Wang Yu, it's my brother, what's wrong?"

"You two don't have the same surname, why are you from your brother?"

"What's the problem with not having the same surname? What do you know!"

"Ha, I don't understand?...Oh...I understand, I understand."

"Hmph! Just know!"

"Oh, my aunt, your kick is really amazing... OK, don't talk about this, are we going to do this? When I become a famous reporter in the future, will you ask me to interview you?"

"Famous reporter? You are the only one? Humph... I'll talk about it when you can be a reporter."

“No problem.”

Zhang Daoye is familiar with the crew and has roughly mastered the interpersonal relationships of Hammer Film and Television. He started the interview with a recorder and a small DV.

Calculation is not about making a documentary, but the interview has to be conducted.

When I arrived at Feifei, I was kicked.

Mr. Zhang was still smiling on his face, looking like a humble person.

By the way, I really envy Wang Yu. Dahammer not only has a sister, but also a sister. This life is so perfect.

However, what attracted Zhang Daoye more was the male lead in this movie.

As for news, if a dog bites a person, it is not called news, but if a dog bites a dog, it is called news.

Why is the male lead in this "Incense" so ordinary?

"Brother Huang, are you under pressure?"

"Don't mention it, I'm under a lot of pressure."

"Tell me what you think."

"This... I've always dreamed of being able to act on Director Wang's drama, but many actors in our crew have been famous for a long time. I'm really... I, I don't know what to say, by the way, don't face me that thing, I'm nervous..."

I interviewed Huang Bo again. Seeing his shy appearance, Master Zhang was very satisfied.

I am a reporter, and there is also an actor, Brother Chu. Yes, everyone is a slap in weight.

Very good, then go and interview Wang Dahui later?

Um?

Mr. Zhang found that our director Wang Da seems to be hiding something except filming.

What's going on?

...

If the Buddha statue is broken, the monk will have to find someone to practice it.

But he had no money, so he could tell by looking at the shoes on his feet. He even moved the fabric on the altar to repair his shoes.

The monk actually felt great regret in his heart.

"This is the Buddha punishing his disciples."

With such psychological factors, the monk became more and more persistent.

Of course, in the final analysis, the days ahead may not be able to survive. Without Buddha statues, there will be no source of income.

So, the butcher borrowed a bicycle. The butcher didn't want to borrow it, but he finally nodded.

The monk didn't know that it was because the butcher sister helped her speak.

The truth of my sister's natural way, but she didn't tell anyone, and even the butcher brother didn't know it.

The monk came to the county town and found the county's religious management department.

He was greeted by a leader and he liked to laugh.

but.

"The county is also very tight now. You have to wait for the matter of your temple. There must be someone who comes first and then arrive."

The monk was quite reasonable after hearing this, but he had practical difficulties and had no money in his hands, so he told him about this situation.

Unfortunately, the leader still said that, please wait and queue up.

But just as he was about to leave, a middle-aged woman came in. She brought a few boxes of fruit and put them in front of the leader first.

"Oh, it's the Catholic Church, oh, the cross is broken, the brothers are all anxious, and they know they have to wait for the repair, but can the leader help..."

This... seems to be similar to the monk's situation, but the leader's reaction is different.

"I'll definitely arrange it as soon as possible..."

???

The monk's expression on his face was very complicated, and of course, helplessness still accounted for the main part.

The leader is still looking for a little bit of face. After all, you, the monk, came first. Of course, the leader arranged the Catholic cross in advance because he sent fruits or something.

"Go to find Xiao Xing and ask him if he has any solutions."

A happy look appeared on the monk's face again.

Xiao Xing is not young anymore, and he speaks carelessly, making people unable to tell that he is in charge of culture.

When the monk found Xiao Xing, he found a young woman in his room.

The young woman was very beautiful and showed a short dance similar to radio gymnastics.

Xiao Xing's literary attributes exploded. He played the guitar there and gave the soundtrack.

Just having fun, the monk is here.

"In this way, the county has no funds now. If you want to have a solution, you have to think about it."

"What brain?"

"If your temple is considered a cultural relic, such as it was built in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, then you can apply for funds for cultural relic protection."

"Oh, this is really OK. I heard from my master that our temple seems to be from the Song Dynasty."

"Then hurry up. If it is really from the Song Dynasty, then can your temple get a lot of money."

"What should I do?"

"Go back and get the window down, take me here, check it out, and you will know which era it is."

"Okay!"

The monk had hope and his face was full of smiles.

But when he arrived at the county town, he planned to go and see his master and senior brother.

The master and his senior brother are very good at it, and the county temple is also magnificent. At least the Buddha's golden body and magic appearance makes people feel solemn.

Wait for the monk to come here...

"I said you are also an alien monk, why didn't you recite this sutra well? I'm here to join your senior brother? That's fine, you won't have a pair of chopsticks."

"Senior brother, that...that..."

The senior brother speaks very authentic Northeastern dialect. According to the general situation, when he comes to a place, he will merge with the dialect of the place, but Northeastern dialect is different.

Northeast dialect has the ability to do the opposite, just like this senior brother. According to his words, even the aunts who swept the streets outside can say a few words smoothly, covering the edges and curbs.

The senior brother is so powerful that the monk who is the junior brother smiles very well on his face, but he is still somewhat embarrassed.

He is not as good as his senior brother.

I also want to see my master, but my senior brother said, "My master is busy."

Then forget it, before leaving, the senior brother gave him fifty dollars.

"Don't bother too much. If you are away, we are a brother and brother. The brother is not very spacious now."

It's only fifty yuan, which is not much, but it can also solve the urgent needs of my junior brother.

Now, I promise to try my best to carry forward Jiaodong dialect.

After leaving the temple gate, I ended up meeting a Taoist priest.

"Isn't this master here to tell me a fortune? What's wrong? I see that your Yin Tang is getting black. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster recently!"

A Taoist priest tells fortune to a monk.

This picture is extremely harmonious, it's really a death-making one.

But however, it also verified the monk's statement, listen to this authentic Northeast dialect.

Not only the cleaning lady, but also the fortune teller at the entrance of the monk temple speaks Northeast dialect.

So, is this calculation accurate? Or, did the monk give it money?

"You are just fooling around! I don't believe it!"
To be continued...