When Bu Fan heard this, he understood something regardless of whether there was lunch or not.

Why do big guys like to pat others on the shoulder and talk about things when they are fine?

Bu Fan summarized two things. The first is that he can't stand others taller than him. He shoots from time to time and time, and one day he will shoot tall and short shoulders. What's the use of growing tall like this? The most important thing is to be healthy.

The second is that he is afraid that when he says something, the people around him will scatter, which makes him feel embarrassed. Clapping his shoulder with his hand is equivalent to frameing a person, so that if he meets everyone and leaves, at least one can be used as a cushion.

Now Bu Fan feels that the director has a little bit of this meaning to him, otherwise why would he have to put his hands on his shoulders of about 1.8 meters tall and not take them off directly?

Fortunately, this time it was not like yesterday, and the staff rode a motorcycle in front and led him around like walking a dog.

After the equipment was all in place and moved into the car, the deputy director directly framed Bu Fan's neck and invited him into the car.

The first stop was to revisit the old place and came to a small alley with seven turns and eighteen circles at the junction of urban and rural areas. Everyone got off the car, set up the camera seat, and cleaned the site. The staff took off the bicycle hanging behind the car and handed it to Bu Fan, who had already put on makeup.

The deputy director started with a shout, and Bu Fan pushed the cart and started to shuttle back and forth in the alley.

It was still the original recipe, and the four emotions were performed one by one.

After filming, I went to the road to continue. After two trips, it was noon. Then the deputy director took the crew's public funds and generously booked a roadside stall. One person cut the noodles with three or two pieces of knife.

After dinner, he came to the street again. At this time, Bu Fan's task was upgraded. Not only did he use four emotions to push the cart, but he also needed Bu Fan to carry the cart, drag the cart, and show four emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness while running, walking and other movements.

After the filming of the street scenes is completed, the time is 5:30 pm, and the rush hour that is once a day officially begins.

At this time, under the leadership of the deputy director, the crew came to an intersection, and the camera was set up on both sides. The deputy director flew away and said, "Go! Bikachu..."

Bu Fan began to push the bicycle endlessly and shuttle back and forth on the sidewalk.

Carry it, push it... After a while, some plasma was applied on the face, and everyone was watching Bu Fan as if they were looking at a psychopath.

What's more, Bu Fan heard a mother with her own ears when she was passing by her daughter after school. The little girl saw Bu Fan pointing at him curiously and asked her mother with a naive voice, "Mom, what are you doing?"

The mother stared at Bu Fan for a while, and saw Bu Fan wearing work clothes, pushing or resisting the bicycle, laughing and crying, and hurriedly pointed the girl at Bu Fan's hand and pressed her back, "Miaomiao, when you meet such an uncle in the future, you should stay away from him, otherwise you will be sold directly to the mountains..."

The words not only scared the little girl so much that she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, but also made Bu Fan's anxious heart completely violent.

He angrily carried his bicycle across the street and walked to the deputy director, put the car next to him, "Director, I'm going to strike!"

"Okay, let's take a picture here today. Everyone counts the items and then finishes work." After looking at the time, he estimated the progress of the task today. The deputy director agreed with Bu Fan's proposal on the strike in a humane manner.

Hearing this, Bu Fan handed the car directly to the staff next to him and walked into the crew's accompanying van.

Don’t say anything, washing your face, changing clothes and cleaning yourself is the first task.

After packing up, Bu Fan walked out of the car with his head raised and his chest raised, and stood at the intersection of the crossroads and raised it slightly, aiming at the passers-by, "Let's open your dog's eyes and take a look. How come labor and capital look like a lunatic? Just ask what kind of it?"

Standing at the intersection for a while, Bu Fan felt someone slapping his butt, and Bu Fan looked back.

A little boy who probably had just passed the free ticket line said to Bu Fan: "Uncle, you have been standing here all the time. Are you feeling uncomfortable? My mother is a doctor, so awesome."

As he said that, the little boy pointed his little finger backwards, Bu Fan looked up at an intellectual woman with glasses looking at her son with anxiety in her eyes.

Bu Fan held it in for a long time and smiled reluctantly and said to the little boy: "No, uncle is waiting for someone here. Don't run around, kid, go back to your mother's place!"

After listening to Bu Fan's words, the little boy nodded and said, "Goodbye Uncle!"

The little boy waved and turned around and ran towards his mother's place.

Seeing the child's mother pulling the child away quickly, Bu Fan covered his face and hid in the car.

The only thing I want now is to leave the scene as soon as possible.

"Who are these people?" When I was pushing the cart, I saw it when the lunatic was watching it. After putting down the cart, I was even more considered a fool. "Bu Fan clearly remembered that he had taken medicine before leaving the house.

How come you have a sick statement?

After the crew finished packing up, everyone returned to the hotel.

When he got off the car, he saw that Li Xiaobing had already come back first. He was sitting in the restaurant and adding meals alone. Bu Fan thought that he had sacked twenty dollars yesterday and walked straight to the restaurant.

"Bu Fan, you have finished work, too?"

When Li Xiaobing saw Bu Fan enter the door, he greeted him enthusiastically, but he didn't know that the world was dangerous and Bu Fan was not here for others.

"Damn it, I'm very tired after taking pictures these two days. I've eaten three or two pieces of noodles at noon and I'm starving to death. I said Xiaobing, I invited you yesterday, so why don't you invite me to a bowl of noodles today?"

Seriously telling the hardships of filming, Bu Fan sat opposite Li Xiaobing as if nothing had happened, glanced at the bowl on the table, "What a luxury, not only add sausage, but also add a fried egg."

"Are you tired? Let's go ahead! Let's say that I deserved yesterday."

"What a fool, how did you shoot these two days." Bu Fan wanted to ask what Li Xiaobing and his team were filming yesterday? But yesterday he heard about the coquettish incident the night before, and he was completely lost.

Just as there was time today, Bu Fan asked curiously, and then he was trapped and then let Li Xiaobing treat him to dinner.

"In the past two days, Director Wang found a local high school and took Cheng Yuanyuan and I to class there? Then he took pictures of us riding a bicycle."

When Bu Fan heard Li Xiaobing say this, he felt a little relieved. Both sides were treated with bicycles.

After Li Xiaobing sucked the noodles, Balabala came to Bu Fan and whispered: "I'll tell you a secret, but I'll just say that you can't spread it."

Bu Fan patted his chest, "You go to Hengdian to inquire. My Bu Fan's mouth is made of iron cast steel, and he always brings the door when he goes out."

Anyway, Li Xiaobing couldn't really go to Hengdian to verify it now. Besides, there was no need to pay taxes to brag, so Bu Fan started to whine without blinking.

If someone was filming in Hengdian, Li Xiaobing would go out and ask a lady. Bu Fan's name is a friend of women from the age of 80 to 38, which is famous in Hengdian.

What do women in this range like to do the most?

Every day when I go out, no matter whether I am familiar with it or not, as long as I catch someone, I can go from national affairs to trivial matters, from the little man from Widow Zhang’s house in the east to the big woman from Li Tiezhu’s house in the west. I don’t have to put a plate of melon seeds or a glass of water when I gossip. The day goes by when I open two mouthfuls.

Bu Fan was able to get to know this group. His lip service can only say that the kind of person is in line with others, and the wise person is in line with wisdom...

But Li Xiaobing believed Bu Fan's words and whispered to Bu Fan: "I'll tell you, don't look at Cheng Yuanyuan's slimness. I only realized that it was plump when I took care of her these two days!"

Bu Fan was stunned and opened his eyes wide and asked Li Xiaobing, "How did you take pictures these two days?"

"How else can I take pictures? Riding a bike! Director Wang asked Cheng Yuanyuan and I to ride one by one, and then asked me to sit behind her. She sat behind me. Anyway, I don't know what effect I want, so I'll ride it blindly..."

Damn!

Hearing this, Bu Fan stood up and walked out. Li Xiaobing looked at Bu Fan for no reason and shouted, "Why don't you eat noodles?"

"I'm not in the mood for eating..."

Bu Fan now wants to ask Wang Shuai why Li Xiaobing can work together with men and women without being tired, but he has to play alone hard. Isn’t this discrimination against himself?

He now knows why Li Xiaobing said it was okay, how could this not be good?

If it were him, if a beautiful young lady was riding the bicycle and hugging her waist, Bu Fan would definitely be able to swing the wheels in the wheel.

This is unfair...
Chapter completed!