"It's OK!"

"Then let's continue rehearsing?"

"Okay!"

So, Fatty took Zhou Yang to rehearse again.

Zhou Yang's condition was getting better and better. He passed it once, twice, and three times... Finally, he passed all the shots smoothly.

At this time, Lin Hai also came back and passed it in one take.

"Not bad, Zhou Yang, you have mastered these shots." Lin Hai looked at Zhou Yang with admiration.

"Yeah!"

"In this case, you are the second male lead in this play. This role is very important. I dare not use ordinary people, so you must cherish the opportunity and not let the director down."

"Don't worry, director, I promise to perform this role well and never embarrass you!" Zhou Yang patted his chest and promised solemnly.

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words. In this way, I will let the screenwriter design a set of clothes for you, and then we will start shooting tomorrow morning."

"Okay!"

Zhou Yang left the director's room and was about to turn around when his ankle suddenly twisted and he fell to the ground.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Yang rubbed his ankle, grimacing in pain.

"What happened? Did you have a stomachache last night?" Fatty squatted beside Zhou Yang, looking at Zhou Yang strangely and asked.

"Who knows!" Zhou Yang sighed.

Just then, the door of the director's office was pushed open again.

"Boy, how did your foot get hurt?"

The director asked in surprise.

"It's okay, I just sprained it."

"You sprained your foot, wait a minute, I'll get you some medicinal wine to rub it!"

As the director said this, he walked to a locker, took out a bottle of safflower oil, and returned to Zhou Yang.

"Here, rub it."

"Okay, thank you director!" Zhou Yang reached out to take it.

"Wait!" The director suddenly stopped Zhou Yang and said seriously: "Remember, there are rules on this set. I must wear prosthetic limbs in all my scenes!"

He handed the safflower oil to Zhou Yang and left without looking back.

"What a broken rule!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but curse inwardly.

I have never encountered such a thing before!

"Forget it, I don't have much to lose anyway!"

Zhou Yang opened the safflower oil and gently applied it to his ankle.

"Hiss!"

Instantly, a piercing pain came from his ankle, making Zhou Yang take a breath.

"Damn, this thing doesn't seem to work!"

Zhou Yang rubbed his ankle hard, but still felt unbearable pain, as if his bones were about to break.

Zhou Yang hurriedly stood up and wanted to go to the bath center to take a bath, soak in the water, and stretch his muscles.

But after just a few steps, his feet were numb again and he almost fell down.

In desperation, he had to find a stool to sit down and wait for the safflower oil to take effect.

...

About ten minutes later, Zhou Yang's feet finally recovered.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, ready to rest and then have a beauty sleep.

Unexpectedly, just after closing his eyes, the phone rang.

Zhou Yang hurriedly fumbled to find the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, buddy, are you convenient now? Can you do me a favor?" A young man's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Convenient! You say it!" Zhou Yang agreed.

"Uh... Actually, it's not a big favor!"

"It's like this, it's my birthday tonight, please come and join my dinner with your brothers!"

"Me?"

Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment. When did he become his buddy?

However, since it was an invitation to someone's birthday party, Zhou Yang immediately agreed.

"Okay, tell me where you are and I'll go there in a while."

"Uh..."

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"

"No, no!" The young man hurriedly shook his head and explained: "You misunderstood, I'm afraid you don't know the way."

"Hehe... don't know the way?"

After listening to the other party's explanation, Zhou Yang sneered. Is there anyone who doesn't know the way these days? This is ridiculous!

However, Zhou Yang did not expose the other party, after all, the other party was just polite.

"Okay, send me the location, I'll go there in a while!"

"Yeah!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yang casually browsed Weibo.

Soon, he saw someone tagging himself.

"@Teacher Zhou Yang, I'm your fan, can you sign for me?"

"Uh... sure!"

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment and finally clicked to agree.

"Haha, I'm so lucky. I didn't expect that Teacher Zhou Yang is so easy to talk to!"

"Teacher Zhou Yang, I like you too!"

"Teacher Zhou Yang, I'm your fangirl. Can you give me your contact information?"

...

The Weibo screen was flooded with messages in an instant, and Zhou Yang was stunned.

What's going on?Zhou Yang frowned and thought for a moment, and finally chose to follow these fans, but only in dynamics.

Then, he flipped through the album on his mobile phone, found a photo and posted it on VX, and marked it with a love heart.

Then, he logged into his Weibo account, signed his name to these fans, and wrote: "Thank you for your support!"

After doing this, Zhou Yang was relieved. It seems that he needs to change his Weibo style in the future, otherwise this kind of situation will definitely happen.

Then, Zhou Yang packed up his bag and walked outside.

In the lobby on the first floor, Pangdun was cleaning.

"Hey, Zhou Yang, where are you going?"

"Oh, something, I'm going out!"

"Go, go!"

Pangdun waved his hand, and then looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yang saw this and asked in confusion.

"Hey..." Pangdun sighed, his face full of worry and said: "It's all because of you!"

"Because of me?"

Zhou Yang blinked his eyes, not understanding what the other party meant.

"Alas!"

Pangdun sighed deeply and smiled bitterly: "Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, you won't forget, will you? Tonight at 8:30, it's the day for us to sing the song "Bitterness". You won't miss it, will you?"

"This... I seem to have some impression!" Zhou Yang scratched his head.

"Alas, forget it, I'm too lazy to remind you." Pangdun sighed, and lowered his head to continue cleaning.

"I know, I know, I will go!" Zhou Yang was a little depressed. He thought the other party had something to ask him.

"Well! I'll go to work first!"

Pangdun nodded, then picked up the mop and walked into the toilet.

Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, then walked outside to find a car.

"Huh?"

Just after taking two steps, Zhou Yang stopped, his eyes fell on a black car parked not far away.

"It's also inlaid with sapphires!"

Zhou Yang muttered, swallowing his saliva. This kind of luxury car is usually driven by goddess-level rich women or local tyrants.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang walked over.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Yang!" Zhou Yang greeted politely when he came to the front of the car.

"My name is Li Kai! Hello, do you need any help?" The car window was lowered, revealing a sunny and handsome face.

"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Li Kai. My name is Zhou Yang, and I am a fan of Mr. Li Kai. I want to take a photo with Mr. Li Kai and get his autograph." Zhou Yang said quickly.

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