After the crew is finished, the actors will go back in batches according to their own work arrangements.
The staff in charge of post-production will stay in Weixing for a while. The actors, except for a small number of actors who are not in a hurry to go back, are all eager to go back to work on their careers. The people who stayed are not all post-production related personnel, and some actors plan to travel around Weixing and go back.
During this time, Fang Zhao and the stunt performers raced twice.
The roar of the locomotive, the flying dust, and the blood in the body seemed to be boiling.
Saro looked hot and wanted to go up and follow Biao.
But as far as Salona's car skills are concerned, you need to turn on intelligent driving to drive a speeding car. Driving this kind of two-wheeled locomotive in the era of extinction, it is estimated that it will overturn as soon as it runs out.
For the sake of Salo's life safety and for his own career future plans, the agent stopped Salo. Although he was unavoidably scolded by Salo, he was already used to it, and his heart was calm.
In the end, there was no other way, Salo just rode on the motorcycle and posed a cool pose to take pictures. Anyway, he was able to show off on the Internet and pretend to be a force to fool those netizens who didn't know the truth.
I don't know if it was inspired by racing with Fang Zhao. After Biao finished the car, the stuntmen planned to go back and suggested to several super locomotive companies in Mars Island to hold a large off-road race here in Weixing.
"The field on Mars Island is too dense. In recent years, the field has become more and more restricted, and the drag racing can't be refreshing." A stuntman took off his helmet, although he lost the drag racing with Fang Zhao, but this kind of The wanton feeling of speeding made him very excited.
Most of these stunt performers are from Mars Island, and the people of Mazhou seem to carry a gene that is crazy about competition, even if they fall in competition. also fascinated them.
The development of science and technology has spawned many new competitive events, and as time goes by, Mazhou people are now beginning to indulge in some ancient competitions from the old century or before the old century. They had been riding old century off-road motorcycles around the pristine sand outside the filming area.
The stuntman's eyes flashed with a frenzy, "The wind and rain, the lightning and thunder, listening to the roar of the engine, breaking through the splashing mud, climbing over the steeply angled hillside, and taking the car to the sky over the stone, the moment, That feeling, like an ancient knight, is honored! Fang Zhao, I can see that you also like this sport very much, you can understand our mood, you have a very high talent in this area! Go to Mazhou Go to the arena to fight! Feel the charm of an ancient game! It's a completely different feeling from e-sports!"
Fang Zhao: "I'm not interested."
Enough has been done in the last life.
Fang Zhao, under the disappointed eyes of these stunt performers, rode back to the crew, returned the locomotive, paid the rental and maintenance fees, and then went to the music center.
There are a lot of people in the music center now. Actors and crew members who just wait for the next flight to return without a task, and they don't want to go outside, they will come to the music center to watch the performance.
Every time Fang Zhao came here, he went to Mo Lang's side.
Mo Lang left him a message yesterday, asking him to come over when he had time in the next two days. It was not a matter of urgency, but he just wanted to share his experience in arranging music.
Ninety percent of Mo Lang's ten-minute finale has been completed, and there are still some unsatisfactory points that will be slightly revised, and will be recorded after the changes are satisfied.
Since Fang Zhao also contributed to the finale of the play, Mo Lang directly asked Fang Zhao to sign a confidentiality contract. At that time, Fang Zhao's name will be written in the position of the arranger, second only to Mo Lang's. , the second arranger position.
After signing the contract, Mo Lang showed Fang Zhao the complete score, which was also helpful for discussing the arrangement.
During the half-hour discussion with Mo Lang today, Fang Zhao's communicator made a rapid sound.
It's not urgent, it won't be this kind of sound. Looking at the caller again, Fang Zhao's eyelids jumped, "Sorry, take a call first."
The person here is Hoy. As the commander of Weixing Base, it is not an important matter. Hoy will never communicate with Fang Zhao in person. On the Weixing base, the only thing related to Fang Zhao is the curly hair.
Walking to the empty room on the side, Fang Zhao connected.
"There's an accident at the dog farm. Come over now, turn on precise positioning, and I'll ask the person closest to you to pick you up." Hoy's voice was so deep that it seemed to suppress his anger.
"Is the curly hair okay?" Fang Zhao asked.
"It's alive and kicking, it's just a little too excited, and no one can get close to it now. You come out now and talk about it on the other way."
Hoy disconnected without saying a word.
Fang Zhao greeted Mo Lang and left quickly.
Fang Zhao came out of the door of the music center. People who entered and exited the music center saw Fang Zhao's footsteps in a hurry. They were about to ask questions, and they heard suspicious voices from others around them.
Looking up, a not-so-easy-looking aircraft landed, and after Fang Zhao got up, it left without a moment's notice.
"Is that... a military aircraft?" Someone wondered.
"It seems that it is still used internally at Weixing Base. It is equipped with new power and weapon systems, and is generally not used by outsiders." An actor who has acted in many military dramas said that he has a better understanding of these and usually pays more attention to this aspect.
"So, according to the rumors, Fang Zhao has a strong military background, is it true? Otherwise, how could Fang Zhao use such a lethal flying tool at Weixing Base?"
"I don't know about this, but I did see the qualities of some special-level military talents in Fang Zhao. If it was me, I would definitely stay in the army for development. It would be better if I had a background and could go higher. Why did he Want to be in the entertainment industry? It's puzzling."
People in the entertainment industry have all kinds of speculations about Fang Zhao leaving in a hurry on the aircraft of Weixing Base, but the main point of curiosity for more people is whether Fang Zhao really has a strong military background
Fang Zhao, who took the aircraft to Weixing Base, didn't have the mind to care about the thoughts of the people in the music center. On the way to the base, Fang Zhao contacted the base again to find out what happened.
Hoy told him before that the fact that curly hair may be targeted by others is not nonsense. The interception of so many goods has lost the interests of many people. Even if the base has done secrecy work, it will always be a long time. When there is negligence, and the internal team of Weixing Base is not monolithic, it will become more complicated after the expansion of the army.
No transport ships arrived today, and there are few security inspection tasks at the airport. In the morning, the person in charge took Curly Hair and walked around, and then let Curly Hair go back to the dog farm to rest. The dogs in the dog farm are resting today, and there is no training mission. In broad daylight, the people guarding around the dog farm never thought that someone would dare to assassinate a dog here!
Although the other party was unsuccessful, the soldiers around the dog farm did not catch anyone, and in a blink of an eye, Curly Hair rushed out of the dog farm and ran!
Others in the dog farm kept the remaining dogs on the farm, and the dog farm sent people to guard, and another team went to chase Curly Hair.
The group of people quickly chased the curly hair back, but the dog changed its gentle appearance to people before, and was especially fierce, barking all the time.
When Fang Zhao entered the base, he heard a dog barking.
A breeder at the dog farm who was waiting there explained to Fang Zhao: "Since it was found, it has not been approached by anyone. When it got close, it roared wildly, bared its teeth, and was on guard. It has not yet entered the base. Seeing that it was so vicious, the veterinarian came over to take a look, but couldn't find any damage to it. He scanned it roughly with a device and said that the internal organs and bones were all fine, but because there was no way to examine it closely, he could not be sure whether it was really okay. The commander said to wait for you to come over first. If you can't make it calm down, then take other measures."
The feeder and trainer, as well as the lieutenant colonel who is usually in charge of holding it, are all treated the same way.
When he saw Fang Zhao, Curly Hair quickly ran to Fang Zhao's side, humming a few times like he was wronged. Although he didn't bark anymore, he was still not very friendly to others. Anyone who approached it would growl.
Fang Zhao reached out and touched Curly Hair, first to soothe it, and second to check if it was injured anywhere.
"It's okay." Fang Zhao said.
Hoy breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Let the veterinarian check it again, take a blood test, etc., to prevent some drug damage."
However, just as the veterinarian took a step closer, the curly hair barked again. This time he stopped after only two barks, but he still stared at the veterinarian, with a low warning growl in his throat, and his sharp canine teeth were exposed. .
Fang Zhao patted it lightly, and the low roar stopped.
"Tell me what's going on? Just pick up what you can say." Fang Zhao said to Hoy. When we brought it here before, we had an agreement that I had the right to know if something went wrong.
Hoy took a deep breath, frowned tightly, raised his hand, and asked the usually curly-haired lieutenant colonel to explain to Fang Zhao.
The lieutenant colonel briefly explained to Fang Zhao, which was similar to what Fang Zhao asked on the road.
"I haven't caught anyone yet?" Fang Zhao asked again.
As soon as this was mentioned, Hoy's face darkened and he remained silent. Apparently he has no face either.
The lieutenant colonel twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, "The other party should be an old hand, and no one has been found yet. We also took out two dogs that were good at tracking from the dog farm, but the smell was cut off. The surveillance cameras around didn't capture anyone, either. The sentinel system also did not issue an early warning. According to the clues found now, there should be only one person who fired."
The lieutenant colonel handed Fang Zhao an analysis result, "Although the opponent's figure could not be photographed, the sentry system recorded the sound at that time. After processing and filtering, the system analyzed the results and the opponent fired three shots. , fortunately it didn't hit."
Fang Zhao gave the curly-haired hand a pause. He knew that the base had found more than that, but even if he asked, the base would not tell him.
After thinking about it, Fang Zhao asked again: "Where did the other party's three shots hit? Can I look at the bullets? I remember you are still equipped with live ammunition, not energy guns."
Embarrassment flashed across the lieutenant colonel's face, looking at Hoy.
Hoy nodded.
The lieutenant colonel continued: "Three shots, but only two bullets were found, one was on the ground in the dog shed, one was near the gate of the dog farm, and the remaining one... has not been found. We have expanded the scan. range, I believe it will be found soon.”
"Please arrange a guest room. I will take Curly Hair over to have a rest. It has just been stimulated and is emotional. Now it is very guarded against outsiders. I will isolate it for a while and wait for it to feel better before coming out." Fang Zhao said.
"Okay." Hoy agreed directly this time.
"The surveillance video of the dog farm, as well as the audio recorded by the surrounding sentinel system, send me a copy of everything that can be sent. The audio must be the original sound, not processed." Fang Zhao added.
The lieutenant colonel looked surprised: "You can't hear the original sound at all. The other party's gun has a suppressor. Because it is daytime, there is still a lot of noise around, and you can't hear the gunshots without treatment."
"That's it." Fang Zhao nodded.
"Yes." Hoy looked gloomy. This gloom was not for Fang Zhao, but for today's affairs.
Fang Zhao brought Curly Hair to the guest room that the base had arranged for them. This was the base's guest house, where foreign guests were entertained.
Curly hair has been closely following Fang Zhao's feet, and when there is no one else in the room, the tense feeling of the whole body is relieved a little, and the tail is wagging.
Fang Zhao walked around the room and took out something the size of a slap from his pocket. It was an instrument to detect monitoring equipment. No monitoring equipment was found, so he lifted his hind legs and scratched the itchy curly hair on his back. He waved, "Come here."
People at the base treat the curly hair the same way as the elite dogs from the Muzhou Police Dog Academy, and feel that their IQ is much higher than other dogs. As long as they are trained and taught from an early age, they can understand a lot of words, which is about the same as a ten-year-old child. But after all, it is just a dog, and no matter how high the IQ and EQ are, it is impossible to compare with normal adults.
In the history of Muzhou, there are also many dogs with super high IQ. The special living environment during the era of extinction has created many excellent fighting dog breeds. There are many tombstones of meritorious dogs in the Martyrs Cemetery of Muzhou.
But in the 500 years of the new century, even if the dogs of Muzhou inherited the high IQ of their ancestors, there is still a gap. Up to now, the dogs with real high IQ can be counted on both hands, and each of them is Muzhou. Zhoubao.
As for the curly hair, Fang Zhao does not think it is worse than the Muzhouzhou treasures recorded in the historical archives.
Because it was different, Fang Zhao had taught it to disguise, hide, and guard against outsiders a long time ago. Today, in front of Hoy and the others, Curly Hair's guard was not emotionally stimulated and barked because of this, but for other reasons.
Fang Zhao squatted down and touched the curly dog's head: "There are no outsiders, what do you want to tell me?"
Curly hair hummed and called out a few more times, as if he wanted to say something to Fang Zhao, but he couldn't understand the language.
Fang Zhao watched the curls humming for a while, and then whispered again. He could only know that the curls were trying to tell him something, but... the language was not clear, and he really couldn't fully understand what it wanted to say.
The poodle scratched the ground twice with its paws, as if to write, but gave up, and then walked around in circles.
Fang Zhao watched Curly Hair turn in circles and his claws stepped on the ground. If it was on the grass outside, it would generally be the first step on the grass to prevent the grass from sticking to the buttocks, and then...
shit.
In front of Fang Zhao, the curly hair pulled a long strip.
Fang Zhao: "..."
After curling the hair, he leaned in and sniffed, then shrank his neck sharply, took two steps back, called in a low voice, looked at Fang Zhao, looked at the fresh poop, and continued to call.
Fang Zhao was silent for a few seconds, then got up and found a pair of tweezers.
Half a minute later, Fang Zhao continued to be silent as he watched a severely deformed warhead clipped out of the dog poop.