When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 162 Extra: Zhang Jiao travels through the crew (End)

"Lao Li, what did you just say?"

Zhang Jue followed Lao Li to a hall with a canteen sign hanging on it. The hall was built with iron sheets and iron pillars, but none of that mattered. Just by standing at the door, Zhang Jue could smell the fragrance floating in the air. This fragrance instantly aroused his appetite and made him drool like crazy.

"I said, I can lend you the radio."

"No, it's the previous sentence."

"Oh, I mean, you don't even have time to eat."

"That's right."

Zhang Jue nodded, and the two of them walked towards the cafeteria while listening to the radio station. They had a great conversation and unknowingly became closer.

He also figured out Lao Li's identity. He was not a beggar, but an extra who was playing the role of a beggar.

Before Zhang Jiao could continue to ask questions...

The radio running low on battery disrupted Zhang Jiao's subsequent questioning, and the conversation smoothly switched from the extras to whether they should go back to the supermarket to buy batteries.
But as Lao Li said: You really can't have a hot meal after going back and forth all the time.

This sentence successfully ended the topic, and the two of them stopped in front of the shed.

Hot meal?
Hearing these three words made Zhang Jiao's heart ripple. Seeing the long line of people waiting to get food, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Can the 'extras' afford to eat?"

"All?"

This time it was not Lao Li's voice, but that of a tall and thin young man standing in front of Zhang Jiao. The young man was wearing armor, but the texture was not as hard as steel, which gave Zhang Jiao the illusion of being soft.

The young man turned his head and said, "My friend, I see this is your first time as an extra, right? Extras are like part-time workers, running from one group to the next. There are very few crews that can give you hot meals and fried dishes. Usually you can only eat boxed lunches. Some crews can't even have boxed lunches. You have to go out at three or four in the morning. This crew is the most conscientious crew I have ever been in."

Bento
Although he had never heard of this term, Zhang Jue could roughly understand what the young man meant from his words. The box lunch should be like the dry food for a long journey, except that it tasted worse and was a little colder.
Even so, the common people of Han could hardly compare with them.

"friend."

The young man said, "From your attire, you should be acting as the Yellow Turban, right?"

"That's right." Zhang Jue replied.

"Very good." The young man patted Zhang Jiao on the shoulder. "Very good. Our crew's director will pick some people from the extras to play some characters with slightly more roles. I remember that Yellow Turban lacks an important role, but I don't know if it will be Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, or Zhang Jiao. Anyway, good luck. I think your temperament is quite suitable for playing these three roles."

Zhang Jiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could I not look like myself when I played myself?

When Zhang Jiao came to get his meal, he was dazzled by the sight of more than ten dishes. He avoided pork and chose dishes he couldn't name, making two meat dishes and one vegetable. He found an empty seat in the shed and sat down face to face with Lao Li. He ate until his mouth was full of oil and he asked for more rice several times until he was so full that he could not walk.

Looking at the people coming and going, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Great, great. The food tastes really beyond my imagination. There are both meat and vegetables. Even when it is cold, it is much better than what the people of the Han Dynasty eat. This is the world of peace and prosperity."
"Thunder Lord, help me!"

A loud shout brought Zhang Jue back to reality.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat. What was that just now?
Old Li, who was sitting opposite Zhang Jiao and wiping his mouth, laughed and said, "That's a game that young people play. I heard it's called Wuming or Wumingsha."

"Nameless Killer?"

Zhang Jue became interested. He stood up and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see three or five people gathered in a group.

A burly man slapped the skinny young man on the head and scolded him, "I told you not to kill him. He is Zhang Jue and will kill us! Now it's all your fault. We are dead!"

The thin young man lowered his head and said, "I thought he wouldn't dodge because of the iron chain."

Unconsciously, Zhang Jiao came behind them and stared at their desks. He paused and asked, "Is this Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao from Taiping Dao???"

Several people who were shuffling cards looked up at Zhang Jue. For some reason, they felt that Zhang Jue looked familiar, and everyone was willing to talk to him.

The thin young man nodded, "Yes, that's Zhang Jiao who got the Taiping Jing from the Nanhua Immortal."

Nanhua Old Immortal? Who is this?
Zhang Jiao muttered in his heart, when did he meet the Immortal Nanhua?
"Then why do you say lightning strikes?"

"Oh, this, isn't Zhang Jue the General of Heaven? In the novel, he can call the wind and rain."

this.
Zhang Jue smiled helplessly. If he really had such great power, and could solve the drought with just a wave of his hand, then he must be either a god or a monster.

The burly man said impatiently: "Why do you always talk about Zhang Jue? What's there to talk about with a rebel? Let's get started!"

The man's words displeased Old Li, who said, "What traitor? Stop talking nonsense. The common people of the Han Dynasty have no food to eat, so why can't they rebel?!"

“But the Yellow Turbans also harmed many people,” the man frowned.

Old Li, who wanted to scold the man, suddenly shut his mouth and looked to the side. Seeing the strangeness of Old Li, everyone also cast their eyes over and exclaimed:

"Director Zhen!" "?"

Zhen De asked in confusion: "What's going on? Why are there so many people gathered?"

Everyone started talking at once, and Zhen De raised his hand and said, "Come one by one."

Zhen De listened patiently. Zhang Jue looked at Zhen De seriously. The young man in front of him was so young, but he could create such a place. I must listen carefully to his ideas.

After listening, Zhen De cast a disdainful look at the sturdy man, "When did the Yellow Turban Rebellion happen? Anyone who has read books will know that our country always affirms peasant uprisings and believes they are just. At the end of the Han Dynasty, how many of the so-called heroes really regarded human life as their own?"

"May I ask Director Zhen?" Zhang Jiao asked, "Why did Zhang Jiao fail?"

"fail?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen De found a seat and sat down. "Of course, there are many reasons. There were traitors who leaked the news, there was suppression from the Han army, and Zhang Jiao did not make a good plan. There were no weapons prepared at the place of rebellion, and the destination was not Luoyang. The team grew larger and larger and was not pure, and Zhang Jiao was not able to integrate them."

As he was talking, Zhen De took a sip of water. He stood up, looked at Zhang Jue and asked, "Do you want to play Zhang Jue? I always think you are somewhat suitable. I can give you a chance to try."

"!" Zhang Jiao said, "I couldn't ask for more!"

Lao Li pulled Zhen aside and asked, "Director Zhen, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Zhen De sighed, "There's nothing I can do. The investors have withdrawn their investment. Why should I give this role to a famous actor? This kind of person has no acting skills. It would be tiring to ask him to do it again. It's better to choose from the extras."

"Director Zhen, it's okay. I'll give you some extra money! Oh, no, it's an investment!"

Zhen De grabbed Lao Li's hand and said, "Thank you, Uncle Li. If it weren't for your strong support, I wouldn't be able to get any investment."

"Well, why do we have to talk behind each other's backs when we're family? Director Zhen, you know I like Romance of the Three Kingdoms the most. I heard that you studied directing, so I specially asked you to help me shoot it. This is the realization of my dream, and I should be the one to say thank you. Anyway, my building is going to be demolished, and I'm an old bachelor, so I might as well use all my efforts to pursue my dreams. Just feel free to shoot it boldly!" Old Li patted Zhen De's hand.

Zhen De's heart was filled with gratitude and he originally wanted to say thank you, but when he saw Lao Li's encouraging face, all his words turned into a heavy nod.

"it is good."

"Oh, right." Old Li seemed to have thought of something. "I think the young man just now is good, but he knows too little about the Three Kingdoms. Let him make up for it."

"Well, okay, I'll listen to your Uncle Li."

Time passed quickly and Zhang Jiao successfully finished filming. When Zhang Jiao wanted to have an in-depth discussion with Lao Li and Zhen De, he suddenly felt his eyelids were extremely heavy, as if there was a huge rock pressing on them.

"Kang Dang"

Fatigue is like a wave that swallows Zhang Jiao
When he opened his eyes again, it was a familiar yet unfamiliar scene. His parents were sitting in the main seats, negotiating something with someone.

"Where is this?" Zhang Jue asked in surprise.

The father frowned and said unhappily, "Did you oversleep? Today is your engagement day!"

"!"

"engagement?!"

Zhang Jue jumped up from the bed, and in everyone's surprised gaze, he kept feeling his chest. Sure enough, there was no wound, so he slapped himself.

"pain!"

Zhang Jue laughed out loud.

The mother said worriedly, "What happened? My son, please don't scare me."

The father was furious, "Rebellious son!"

Zhang Jue knelt down in front of his parents with a plop and kowtowed three times.

"Father, Mother, please forgive me for not being able to serve you two."

The mother asked: "What's wrong with you? Get up quickly!"

She wanted to go forward and help Zhang Jue up, but was stopped by her father.

Zhang Jue stood up and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "To realize my ambition and to realize a peaceful world."

The moment the sound fell, there seemed to be rolling lightning in the clouds. With a loud bang, thunder exploded, and heavy rain poured down.

After an unknown amount of time, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sky became clear.

　All in all, it has been shortened. I don't know what you think of it. I think Zhang Jue deserves a special episode.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)