This time, the ace pigeon evolved into the king of ace pigeons.
There are more people discussing it, and they are a little curious about this phenomenon without watching the movie. Many pigeon fanciers are very interested in trying to interpret this behavior and whether it can be achieved through training.
They all gave the topic of #pigeonbest acting#.
The owner of these pigeons is very famous among fanciers in Beijing. According to him, he does not train pigeons. If trained, these pigeons are not the best acting.
Some people also said: "Lanhe's family should have relatives who are very good at training birds. My grandfather said that he has more than ten kinds of superb birds with lifelike calls. I doubt that it is true that birds like him, and I am afraid that it may be Is there anything pigeons don't like about him?"
There are different opinions, and they all add another point of popularity to "Chasing".
Most netizens are just happily playing stalks, just shouting "Heping pigeon" in the Lanhe comment area.
The propaganda of "Chasing" is so big, and the box office is also rising. Do those who eat hell rice in Beijing watch news and movies? Many people also watched and saw Lan He's fame.
Did you doubt Lan He's identity? None at the moment.
—The audience in the media are raving about Lan He’s acting skills, and also pulled many seniors to play the corpse seriously during the little transparent period for comparison. After another analysis, his reversal performance is also a highlight, which is enough to prove the acting skills. soul.
And everyone always has a fixed mindset, as if they have seen through a layer of truth, Yu Hangjia's incident was so big at the beginning, and many mages were invited, and Lan He's position in it was clear.
Furthermore, Lan He is already a famous star, and he always feels that it is impossible to be the same as the famous person in the underworld. Mr. Lai came to catch Hu Si a few days ago, and at the same time Lan Heke was still promoting the movie.
Even if you think about the impermanence of life, when did life impermanence have such a father-like status...
Not to mention other masters, Ying Shao, who is known as the No. 1 follower of Lai Ye, didn't even think about it at all after watching the movie in his hometown. He just remembered and said to someone, "I'm going, I'm with this Zhang Xunchun. Neighbors, really!"
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Lan He followed the crew to promote, and the whole person was a little confused. Because Zhang Xunchun is hot, and now reporters ask him more questions, it's not easy to get distracted.
Reporter: "Lan He, I heard that Mr. Xuanguang didn't have a good relationship with you in "Yanjing Sui Ji", is that true?"
Lan He was still stunned, and Chen Xingyang almost sprayed, turned his head and said, "What?"
Reporter: "It is said that you may have some conflicts at the scene."
"Who said that?" Lan He thought it was inconceivable, how could such a rumor appear, "I have no conflict with Teacher Xuanguang at all, we are very good."
Reporter: "Haha."
Lan He: "..."
… what does haha mean?
The reporter has already changed the subject to ask Liu Chunyang, Lan He is still pondering, what does he mean when he stops talking? How come it doesn't sound very believable
Of course, I don't believe it. I was just chasing the wind, and I just asked casually to see if I could make some news. As soon as Lan He refuted the rumor, the reporter felt that it was an admission in disguise.
Because how could Xuanguang be "very good" with someone who has only a little intersection.
Come to think of it, Lan He has just gained some fame, and even if he has a conflict with a screenwriter of Xuanguang's level, he will not say it, but this kind of rumor is too much.
After the interview, Chen Xingyang asked Lan He to go out for a barbecue. Lan He said, "No, my mother came to see me."
It’s not yet the fifteenth day. In theory, it’s still New Year’s Eve. Although we couldn’t celebrate New Year’s Eve together, Lan’s mother still bought a ticket to come to see Lan He in Beijing. Relatives and children cannot come to make up classes.
Lan's mother's flight arrived during the day, and Lan He was still working. She had agreed with the security guard in advance. When she arrived, she would pick up the spare key that was placed there, so she is now at home.
When Chen Xingyang heard it, he immediately said: "Auntie is here, then I have to go to your house to pay a New Year's greeting."
Lan He: "Uh..."
Chen Xingyang: "Why?"
Lan He: "Teacher Xuanguang is also going..."
Chen Xingyang complained: "It's time for those reporters to follow us and take a photo. How can you say that kind of rumors spread."
"I don't know." Lan He was really puzzled, and sent WeChat to both his mother and Song Futan, telling him that Chen Xingyang would also go.
Song Futan replied, "Well."
Chen Xingyang sighed: "Although Mr. Xuanguang only said a good word, I always feel that he is not very happy... Hey, where is the reporter, let me ask the reporter, did he hear the wrong person? It's just me who's not in a good relationship..."
Lan He also laughed: "Hahahahaha!"
Song Futan met them on the road. He had made an appointment to pick up Lan He, and Chen Xingyang also sent his assistant off work to rub Song Futan's car. After talking to the assistant, he remembered and asked Lan He, "Aren't you going to hire an assistant? I've been very busy recently."
Before Lan He was not a personal assistant, nor did he hire an assistant in the crew.
"Ah... The company mentioned it, I said let it go, I think it's okay now." Lan He said, not to mention whether he is busy or not, the company wants to change his house and hire an assistant who can take care of his life.
But can Lan He's life be taken care of? If there are unknowing people around, it will create a lot of trouble for yourself.
"Haha, then you are strong enough." Chen Xingyang joked, "By the way, I remember that my aunt is of the Miao ethnic group. Will your family need to sing along and drink roadside wine? That's how I traveled to Miao Township."
"Crazy," Lan He smiled, "Is it necessary to be careful about the presence of Gu in the wine?"
When he arrived at Lan He's house, he opened the door and shouted, "Mr. Long, we're back."
Mother Lan came out of the kitchen when she heard the voice. Her Chinese surname was Long. Because of her occupation, everyone at home, including Lan He, sometimes called her Teacher Long. She is close to retirement age, but her eyes are clear and well maintained, and she looks much younger than her actual age.
Hu Qijiu also followed behind with his hands behind his back. As a preparatory family immortal, the patron saint of the family, although it was the first time he had met with Mama Lan, she and Bai Wu were already vying to rub her while Mama Lan was taking a nap. Stomach, blowing.
Song Futan and Mama Lan met in the video, and they recognized it as soon as they met, "Auntie."
Because Lan He said he was stiff, he didn't dare to laugh too exaggeratedly this time.
"Hello Auntie, I wish you New Year's greetings." Chen Xingyang also said.
Teacher Long also greeted him with a smile, held Chen Xingyang's hand, and sang: "I am a golden corn, but I don't know the goods, I don't know the scales, the poor and the elderly, who can't recognize in front of me. , I ask who are you-"
Chen Xingyang: "????!!!"
Song Futan: "...?"
Lan He's mother's singing voice was clear and loud, with a little accent, very mountain town flavor, but she was stunned on the spot as if she was called by Chen Xingyang.
Teacher Long looked at Chen Xingyang with sincere eyes, as if waiting for him to sing in opposition.
"This, I'm..." Chen Xingyang is messed up, damn it! Why sing! Why do you really want to sing!
His brain was in a mess, he didn't know whether to speak or sing, and he couldn't sing. Could it be a rap? He was so anxious that he sweated at Lan He and Song Futan, humming out of tune, "La la la... That, How, how to sing!"
Teacher Xuanguang is a screenwriter, shouldn't it be faster to think about the words on the spot
"Hahahaha, I'm joking with you." Teacher Long put away his posture, Mandarin is very standard, just kidding, people's teacher Mandarin is to pass the test, "I often scare Lan He's friends like this, because they are always curious, Miao people. I usually sing right."
Chen Xingyang: "..."
Chen Xingyang: "Auntie, you scared me to death, I almost died on the spot..." He wanted to say this, but it was not auspicious to say so during the Chinese New Year. Anyway, he wiped his sweat with a sigh of relief.
Song Futan also showed a smile in his eyes. He was stunned for a while, but he quickly thought of the video. But now he probably knows who Lan He's character is.
Lan He laughed loudly: "Are you happy? Is it the opposite song you want?" It's really stupid to sing it.
"..." Chen Xingyang slowly came over and made a move to pinch Lan He. He suspected that Lan He secretly negotiated with his aunt to get him.
Mr. Long made the meal, and there was only one green vegetable left, so everyone sat down to eat, "Come on, I don't know if you can eat spicy food, so I just put a little bit, and I brought the chopped peppers... and Ah, cub, where are the washing powder and disinfectant at home, and I'll clean the whole house for you later."
"No need, it's very clean," Lan He said, thinking in his heart that he would clean up after the Chinese New Year.
"Yeah, I look pretty clean." Chen Xingyang felt that Lan He was too clean here.
- The fox fairy loves cleanliness the most. Where there is Hu Qijiu, how can it be messy.
Teacher Long said: "It must look clean to the naked eye. You are always busy, and I will help you to clean it thoroughly. How can you not do hygiene in the new year."
Hu Qijiu's eyes widened: "I'm not convinced! I've cleaned every corner of the hygiene, there is absolutely no dust, and I'll lick it clean if you find it! I stand upside down and go through the sewer! I swim butterfly in the sewer!"
Lan He: "..."
But Teacher Long couldn't hear it at all, and she had already decided to clean up. As long as she didn't see the cleanup with her own eyes, it should not count.
After resting and chatting after dinner, Lan He sent Chen Xingyang and Song Futan out of the community.
As soon as he went out, he saw a middle-aged man wandering in front of the opposite door, looking at the cat's eyes, and his behavior was suspicious.
This high occupancy rate is sometimes uneasy, Lan He immediately said: "Who are you looking for?"
The middle-aged man was very open and he heard the sound and asked: "Excuse me, do you know where Master Ying Shao went?"
It was freezing cold. Chen Xingyang and Lan He were either wearing masks or scarves, but they couldn't tell that they were actors in a recent hit movie. Lan He heard what he said and knew that they were not bad people, so he just said: "He seems to be going back to his hometown for the New Year. He hasn't come back yet. You can call him if you have anything."
Chen Xingyang thought about it, Ying Shao? I feel like I've heard it before... Maybe people in the circle know it.
"I don't have his phone number, I just heard that he will be back today... Do you have any?" The middle-aged man shook his head when he saw Lan He, and said disappointedly, "Something bad happened to my daughter, she has been in a coma, I want to ask He summons the soul, and I heard that he has friendship with the emissary."
Lan He: "..."
Don't talk about Lan He this time, even Chen Xingyang showed a strange look, thinking that this master has exaggerated too much, eldest brother believe this? Yin difference? Just kidding!
Lan He coughed, "Let's go."
He pressed the elevator, looking like he didn't want to fight again.
The middle-aged man saw that Ying Shao was not there, so he had to get into the elevator together. He didn't know anything about it, and even thought that Ying Shao's neighbors should believe this, he was annoyed and said to himself: "My daughter is sick, I was thinking about it. I borrowed luck for her and asked her to worship the City God Lord of the Nancheng God Temple as her godfather. Who knows, after worshipping, she will be unconscious..."
At that time, Lan He's heart froze for a while, but he didn't speak.
However, Chen Xingyang felt curious and couldn't help but say, "Borrowing luck? Is it the kind of life-changing?" He always felt that he had seen it in supernatural novels, and it looked a bit evil.
The middle-aged man said: "No, no, there's no such thing as exaggeration, it's just... complement each other. When we were young, we all figured out that our fate was hard, and we went to worship some big tree, Guanyin stone or someone with the right horoscope to be godfather. But my daughter's fortune was too weak and she was still ill, so I took her to worship the city god..."
Yes, the method of borrowing luck usually analyzes the characters of both sides, and there are also direct worship of ancient trees with spirituality, or, if you take fingernails and items from others, you can also count as borrowing luck.
Can the gods in the temple recognize godfather and godmother? Theoretically it is possible.
But there is uncertainty here, and not everyone can stand it. Moreover, Lan He had heard something wrong just now, and it was also thanks to him that he often mixed up with the underworlders these days.
As I said before, the city god has the same rank as the officials in the human world. The capital city, the prefecture, the state, the county, and the city god in the capital city are the capital city gods. In the whole of China, there are only four Capital God Temples, one of which is in the capital.
So where did the Nancheng God Temple in the mouth of this middle-aged man come from
It stands to reason that there is only one city government in a city, and there should be only one City God Temple. However, the old Beijing was divided into inner city and outer city, and the eastern urban area was managed by Daxing County, and the western urban area was managed by Wanping County, and various yamen responsibilities were duplicated.
The underworld was already influenced by the yangjian, and as a result, there were four Chenghuang Temples, namely, the Chenghuang Temple in Daxing County, the Chenghuang Temple in Wanping County, the Jiangnan Chenghuang Temple (also known as the Nanchenghuang Temple) and the Duchenghuang Temple. The Nancheng God was not convinced by the Capital City God, and the Capital City God looked down on the County City God and made a fuss. Even the believers in the real world had to fight for face when they were parading in the streets.
As far as Lan He knew, the Temple of the City God was once abandoned in the Yangjing City, which also caused the City Gods to be unemployed. It was not until the Yangjian government unified the administrative region and closed down the Temple of the City God a few years ago that the underworld sent a new city god to take office.
So far, there is only such a City God in the Yangjing of the capital. Although Lan He had never seen the deity, he had met with his subordinates and heard these words.
However, although there is only one city god, there are still remnants of several other old temples, and there are even old people offering incense.
The Chenghuang Temple in Xindu is well-protected and is not open at night. The middle-aged man did not know whether it was because of this, or because he was afraid that the daughter of the Temple of the City God would not be able to bear it, so he took his daughter to the old temple to recognize his godfather.
But he didn't know that there were no gods in those temples. In a temple like this, there may be evil spirits occupying its place, especially when the capital is unstable. To recognize such a "Chenghuang" as a godfather, isn't he playing lanterns in the kennel and courting death
Although Lan He heard it, it was inconvenient to say it. She just kept indifferent and said, "Would you like to try another hospital?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Lan He in surprise, then scratched his head and said, "This, my wife is also contacting me. Anyway, try any channel."
When the elevator arrived, they also went out of the building. The middle-aged man was worried about his daughter, and his footsteps were particularly heavy in the cold wind.
"I hope your daughter recovers soon." Lan He said.
The middle-aged man looked up, "… Ah, thank you."
Although this young man does not sound like this, he can hear that the blessings of others are sincere.
After listening to the story just now, Chen Xingyang was still unfinished, and wanted Lan He to pay attention to the movements of his neighbors to see if he could handle these matters for this person's daughter.
But, Lan He thought the weather was cold, so he almost coaxed him to take a taxi, "Goodbye!"
Chen Xingyang: "..."
Watching Chen Xingyang's car go away, Lan He turned to look at Song Futan.
Song Futan: "You want to save that girl?"
Lan He nodded, "Well, I promised Lao Bai, and I have to do some duties if I have the conditions. What's more, this girl seems to be separated from the soul..."
This situation reminded him of Song Futan.
Although he didn't say it, Song Futan's heart moved, and he understood what he meant. Because he thought of himself, he couldn't bear it... He asked, "Then how do you want to go?"
Teacher Long is still at home, and he has to do hygiene. It is probably not good to leave the soul at home. It seems that it is not very good to leave the soul now. Lan He thought about it: "I'll go say hello to Teacher Long first, and put the fox away. Bring it too, she is more capable of fighting, then we will drive to find a place to stop, and I will move. First, go to the Temple of the City God to confirm whether the soul is there. "
If it was really invaded by evil spirits, then the girl's soul might have been captured and trapped in the Temple of the City God. If not... then maybe the father really needs to change the hospital.
Lan He said, but remembered something, "You... I'll go by myself."
Song Futan doesn't like darkness, and even hates these ghosts and gods. The only time he took the initiative to learn mantras was the Golden Wheel Mantra, hoping to dream of Lan He.
But when he saw Lan He, he turned a blind eye as much as possible to choose to take the initiative to step into the world of ghosts and gods... His mind was probably different. At least now for Lan He, he wanted to accompany him.
Song Futan stretched out her hand to tidy up the scarf for Lan He: "I'll go too, guard the corpse, maybe I can make a bait and a shield for you."
Lan He was amused. Song Futan's physique was really suitable for bait, but no ghost could bite it, so it could kill ghosts. Moreover, Song Futan's words also made him, who understood Song Futan's experience, feel like a spring bud was sprouting in his heart.
Instead of looking at each other's eyes that were as dark as the night sky, she was even lost for a moment. Although Song Futan just touched his scarf, the temperature of her fingertips seemed to spread to her skin. Lan He's heart tightened. Taking a step back, "… Well, then you wait for me in the car."
Lan He put on the scarf, turned around and ran back.
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"Mom, I'm going to play at Xiao Song's house. You don't have to wait for me at night—" Lan He opened the door and saw Teacher Long holding Yiping in one hand, a water basin in front of him, and a bubble full of foam in the other hand. fine bristle brush.
Lan He: "What are you doing??"
Mr. Long seemed to be at a loss: "Cleaning, I thought that the heating was so hot, and the hedgehog didn't hibernate, so I washed it and the breeding box. I think it's the same for others to bathe the hedgehog, brush the thorns..."
Lan He: "..."
… the cleaning was too thorough.
Hu Qijiu was so anxious that he almost cried: "I didn't clean the funeral gate on purpose, otherwise I would become something. That's not a dead corner of hygiene, if it doesn't count, it doesn't count!"
While Mr. Long was talking, there was a hint of panic, and he shook the hedgehog in his hand: "Cub, but your hedgehog doesn't seem to be quite right. It was fine at first, but I took a look before I started to catch it. , tease it a little, it kicks its legs, and it's dead!"
Lan He: "..."
The author has something to say: Teacher Long: Found it! It's you, the corner of hygiene...
Hu Qijiu: No, no, that's not! ! !
Bai Wu: Dead, don't disturb