The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 40 Do you like children? (Seek to follow up)
After two tricks with Wang Baoqiang, Huo Yunting gave some general pointers and left.

I hailed a taxi and went to the nearest subway station to Xiaotangshan Science and Technology Park.

"Dude, where are you going? I'll just send you there. Don't worry, it's very cheap."

Huo Yunting sneered inwardly, "Just send me to the subway station."

His familiarity in Beiping is limited, who knows if this is a black car driver?

When I got to the place, I asked him for a hundred and 80 yuan.It won't work if you don't give it.

It's better to take the subway, at least you won't be cheated.

His proposal was rejected, and the taxi driver lost his previous enthusiasm and drove towards the subway station with a straight face.

Same as last time, or from the vicinity of the Temple of Heaven Park.

But this time, instead of going to Tianqiaole Tea Garden, I found a nearby post office and sent 1 yuan to my home.

He didn't dare to send too much, after all, he didn't want to reveal his wealth.

There are a lot of people in Zhuangzi, and the impression that the family is rich has left behind, and the days to come will be uneasy.

It's mid-August, the hottest time of the year.

Huo Yunting's black underpants and white shirt, which he had never changed for thousands of years, were also put away, and replaced with a set of summer clothes bought from Gansu.

White short-sleeved upper body, black shorts lower body.The left wrist is a prayer bead, and the right hand is a cane.

If he was a few dozen years older, he would feel like an old Peking uncle.

"Sir, the total postage is 17 yuan."

"Oh, good."

Huo Yunting rummaged through the bag, took out 17 yuan and handed it over, then he was stunned.

It's not that the postage is too expensive, or that I feel that I have less money to send, but that I suddenly thought of a line from Wang Baoqiang when he was on the set of "A World Without Thieves".

"If you send 6 yuan, you have to pay 600 yuan for postage, which is too dark. In my hometown, 600 yuan is enough to buy a donkey."

After sending the money, after thinking about it, he still called Feng Xiaogang.

"Hey, Brother Feng, when will it be finished?"

"It will take more than a month, why? Want to come back to be a group performer again?"

Ignoring his jokes, Huo Yunting continued, "I remember Baoqiang had a line in the play that the postage fee for 6 yuan was 600 yuan. Where did this basis come from?"

He is not a screenwriter, why does this kid ask this?

Although he was puzzled, Feng Xiaogang answered truthfully, after all, this is not something shameful.

"I must have inquired about this. In some places, the maximum postage amount is [-] once, and the postage fee is [-], which means [-] postages. Do you think the postage fee is [-]?"

"Brother Feng, I just sent 1 yuan to my home. Guess how much the postage is?"

"How many?"

"17."

Feng Xiaogang is a smart person, but if he is not smart, he would not be able to get to where he is today.

Huo Yunting's words really saved him a lot of trouble.

"Brother Feng, be careful about the lawsuit."

"In this matter, brother, I owe you a favor." Feng Xiaogang took a deep breath, "Brother Huo, thank you very much."

Huo Yunting didn't say much, and hung up the phone after a few simple words.

I just thought of it suddenly and reminded me casually.

After all, he is still working as an action director in this film, and it will be difficult for him to be criticized by thousands of people in "A World Without Thieves".

After making the phone call, he smoked a cigarette on the side of the road, and then walked in the direction of Tianqiaole Tea Garden.

As soon as you enter the door, a waiter greets you.

Seeing Huo Yunting, he was taken aback for a moment, and then the waiter smiled and said, "Sir, you are here again."

Huo Yunting was a little surprised, "You know me?"

The waitress in a light blue cheongsam with a ball head also smiled, "You are a friend of Teacher Guo, I remember clearly—even if I don't remember you, I still remember your cane."

Huo Yunting also smiled, "I have a heart."

"It's such a coincidence that you come back, and it will be Mr. Guo's game in a while-this time is also Mao Jianer?"

"Taiping Houkui."

"Sit here, the tea will be here in a while."

After watching a small half of Pingju, the two came on stage amidst the applause of the audience.

Huo Yunting looked around, and the audience's emotions were mobilized.

And Guo Degang didn't say a word, just standing on the stage caused such a big reaction.

It's trending.

Now there is only one chance to jump over the dragon's gate.

"Old Guo, your cross talk is getting more and more popular now."

After a cross talk, Guo Degang was already sweating.I rubbed the towel down my head round after round, and the sweat couldn't stop!

"Hey, it's the same as before. It's the same!"

Guo Degang walked towards the backstage with a brisk pace, which was quite different from his frustrating look a few months ago.

"He's a pig with green onions in his nose—pretending to be like that!"

Yu Qian folded his hands behind his back and said while shaking his head, "In June, he worshiped Mr. Hou as his teacher."

"Hey, old Guo, you've just taken off."

Guo Degang waved his hand modestly, "Low-key, low-key."

The master-student status between him and Mr. Hou is like an admission ticket to the national stage.

In the past, it was empty and powerful but could not enter this circle. Now that there are tickets, entering the door is killing people randomly.

"Old Guo, congratulations in advance."

"Where is it? I'm going to be a host today, so go to my house for a meal?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Instead of going to the restaurant, I went to Lao Guo's house.

Almost everyone was called, Yue Yunpeng, his three apprentices, and Yu Qian.

Grandpa Zhang Wenshun was happy, he called to invite him, but he didn't come.

Li Jing also called to ask. Huo Yunting didn't know what they were talking about, but looking at Lao Guo's face, he thought it might not be too friendly.

But this has nothing to do with him, let them solve the internal affairs of their Deyun Club.He is an outsider who doesn't follow along to join in the fun.

"Oh, you are Huo Yunting, right? You are really young and promising."

Entering Lao Guo's house, a fat woman with a kind face and short hair greeted her.

"Yunda, Yunlong, and Yunpeng are here too."

"Sister"

"Sister"

"Sister"

The three apprentices greeted each other one by one, and Huo Yunting quickly reached out, "Hello, sister-in-law."

There are quite a few people in this room, and the dining table is made up of two tables.

Seven adults and one child—the child is Guo Degang's son, Guo Qilin.

About seven years old, with a chubby face, he really has the charm of Guo Degang.

Wang Hui was cooking in the kitchen, Yue Yunpeng and Yan Yunda followed suit, Lao Guo and Yu Qian were smoking and chatting, Kong Yunlong was busy making tea for the master, the kid was left out in the cold.

"Stinky pig?" Huo Yunting teased the child.

It's not his yelling, this nickname was given by Guo Degang.

Little fat man.

And the child is young, so he doesn't know what to say.I just think that the name stinky pig is quite interesting, and when someone calls it, I happily respond.

Of course this was a few years ago.

Now that the child has grown up, he frowns when someone calls him a stinky pig.

"What are you doing?!"

Although the sound of milk is milky, but it can be heard, this is really anxious.

Huo Yunting quickly raised his hands to signal his surrender, "I was wrong, Dalin, Dalin, okay."

"Humph!"

Seeing Huo Yunting teasing his son, Guo Degang thought for a while and then asked with a smile.

"Brother Huo, do you like children?"

　Seek to read, seek collection, seek recommendation
　　


(End of this chapter)