The two of them got in touch with the program group and waited for the program group's chartered car in the airport parking lot.
Fang Daichuan was still carrying his two large suitcases of luggage, working hard and dragging them back to the parking lot without any complaints. Xiao Zhou held the umbrella for him behind him.
It was raining heavily all around, and the umbrella was blown to this side by the wind. In a few moments, the two of them were wet inside and out. The sky in the distance was terribly gloomy. Fang Daichuan put the suitcase on the steps, fearing that the wheels would get soaked, so he obediently stood under the steps, dripping water, so that Xiao Zhou could stand on the steps and hold an umbrella for him.
"Hey! Is that car?!" Fang Daichuan had good eyes, staring at a nanny car with Shandong license plate slowly driving over outside the rain curtain. The nanny's car passed in front of them, with four words painted in bright red on the black body: "Werewolf Game".
When Xiao Zhou saw that word, she shouted: "Yes, yes, yes! This is the show! Master!" She rushed over and shouted, "Master, wait a minute! Please stop!"
The driver glanced at the back seat, hesitated, and stopped in front of them.
Xiao Zhou stuffed the umbrella into Fang Daichuan's hand, then ran back to pick up the suitcase, nodded and bowed to the driver, and said, "Master! Are you from the Werewolf Killing program team?! Fang Daichuan has signed a contract to participate, please pass him by." Bar!"
The driver froze for a moment: "But... the notification I received was to pick up someone, and we have already received it..."
"I just contacted your program team!" Xiao Zhou patted the driver on the shoulder, "Your program team told us to wait for you, Shandong license plate! Werewolves killed the program team! That's right, take a piece!"
The driver turned around and asked the person in the back seat: "Look..."
The rear door swiped open.
The compartment of the nanny car is very spacious, and the two rows of seats are placed facing each other. A young man in a three-piece black suit looked up at them expressionlessly. His facial features are much deeper than that of ordinary people, and he looks like he has foreign blood, probably a mixed race. Opposite him sat a middle-aged man in casual clothes, who looked about forty years old, and was an unfamiliar face.
Two video cameras are mounted in the car, with lights dutifully on to show that they have been recording.
You can't go wrong with a camera! Xiao Zhou's heart, which was drenched in the rain, could finally collapse.
The half-breed boy looked at Fang Daichuan carefully, with hesitation and surprise on his expression: "...is it you?"
Fang Daichuan was a little confused about the situation. It was not easy for him, a 28th-tier internet celebrity, to be recognized once, and he was such a handsome colleague. He immediately nodded flattered and said, "Yes, yes, it's me. I signed the contract." Into this 'Werewolf Killing', are you too?"
This person is quite handsome, and he is the most popular and popular mixed-race look nowadays. Fang Daichuan guessed that it should be a newcomer with a background who made his debut on this show. Or I already have a certain foundation of interpretation, but I am ignorant. After all, in this era, there are many more broadcasting channels than before, and the popularity of the new generation of young people on the Internet should not be underestimated. What's more, there are all kinds of cross-border, supermodel circles, singer circles, Internet celebrity circles, fashion circles, people from all walks of life have rushed into the film and television circles to make money, and there are cases where they don't know each other. But what was embarrassing was that someone recognized him, and he dared not ask for his name in detail.
The mixed-race brother frowned: "You also signed up to join the game? Why didn't I receive the notice to pick you up?"
Xiao Zhou has been in this circle for a long time. Although he doesn't know which newcomer he is, he still thinks he has more background than his own family's 28th-line small Internet celebrity, so he put on a high hat to smooth things over: "How can I trouble you to pick it up? It is estimated that the nanny car to pick up Dai Chuan is still behind, this car belongs to you, but you see such heavy rain, why don’t you let Dai Chuan go up first, they are all in the same group anyway! Please, please, please.”
The middle-aged man opposite the mixed-race brother didn't say a word.
"Then you come up." The half-blood brother thought for a while, and then opened the door completely.
Xiao Zhou hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you!"
Fang Daichuan nodded and got into the car neatly, turned around to pick up the luggage, pulling Xiao Zhou.
"You are not allowed to bring luggage and irrelevant personnel," the mixed-race brother frowned and reminded, "You are also not allowed to bring your mobile phone. Didn't you read it when you signed the contract?"
Fang Daichuan was stunned for a moment. He glanced at it when he signed the contract, but he didn't read it word by word because he had the eyes of the brokerage company. At the moment, he really has no impression of this article.
"Okay, okay, take it or not!" Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Zhou quickly gave him a wink and pinched him on the waist, "I won't go up, I will take your luggage and wait for the car to get off, or Wait for the rain to fly over, so hurry up and don't delay other people's business!"
Fang Daichuan nodded obediently, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Zhou.
"Be careful! Be smart!" Xiao Zhou shouted and asked.
Fang Daichuan pressed the car window, smiled and waved at her.
The car drove out of the parking lot at a constant speed, turned onto the highway from outside the airport, cut through the rain curtain, and sped towards the east.
The atmosphere in the car was a little awkward.
The three of them didn't know each other. Fang Daichuan glanced at the camera position, weighed it, and sat down next to the middle-aged man, facing the mixed-race brother. The two people inadvertently met their eyes and were looking at each other.
Fang Daichuan touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, and chatted bravely, "Do you know me?"
The half-race brother glanced at him and ignored him.
Fang Daichuan was a little embarrassed, so he could only continue to chat awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen you, did you also sign up to participate in the 'Werewolf Killing'?"
The mixed-race brother shook his head, lifted his chin and nudged the middle-aged man opposite: "I'm here to pick up Mr. Chen."
"You are a staff member!" Fang Daichuan felt relieved, no wonder he hadn't seen him before, so he wasn't a celebrity. Then he sighed in his heart, Dragon Fruit TV is rich and powerful, and even the staff are so handsome, it can be seen that Xiao Zhou's statement that he can find a replacement for him on the show every minute is really not to bluff him.
Mr. Chen is also a stranger, in his forties, his appearance is not very outstanding, and his temperament is very ordinary. Wearing a shirt that is too bulky, it doesn't look familiar. ——However, Fang Daichuan didn’t know a few of the old performers of that era. At that time, there was no concept of celebrity. The old drama bone.
Thinking of this, Fang Daichuan turned around and held Mr. Chen's hand with both hands: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Mr. Chen!"
Mr. Chen was obviously taken aback by his actions, and quickly shook hands. The two looked at each other for a long time, then Mr. Chen suddenly patted his head: "Hey! I seem to know you! Are you... the one who played... Chen Xiaolu in "Anti-Japanese Special Magic Team"! Your name is... What's it called? You can tear devils to pieces!"
Fang Daichuan's face turned red with embarrassment. He thought to himself, you'd rather watch the martial arts male No. 3 in my brain-dead Mary Sue drama, and don't mention tearing devils with your hands! How the hell do you want me to mix variety shows? !
Dang first quickly waved his hand: "You are too polite, it is not worth mentioning in front of you."
"Where!" Mr. Chen patted his hand with a smile, "Every time I take on a new job and go to work in a place where there is no bird shit or no signal, I download several anti-Japanese dramas on my mobile phone, and I have seen you several times. This time, the young man clapped his hands to tear the devil, and the bullet flashed over the wall! It’s so good to watch! It’s fun to watch!”
This old man's preferences are quite down-to-earth, Fang Daichuan is speechless, maybe he used to be the type of model drama of tunnel warfare, no wonder I don't know him.
Fang Daichuan stuck out his tongue at the cameras, recited his character set in his heart, and began to take the opportunity to go crazy with himself: "Actually, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and this time I am here to participate in the 'Werewolf Killing 'Well, I also heard that it requires strong physical strength and this, athletic talent. Me, my parents have said that I am stupid since I was a child. I have never won a game of werewolf killing. When I touch a wolf card, my hand shakes. Personally, as long as he has eyes, he can tell. This time, he participated in this game because he wanted to rely on the force value to win the game. Speaking of which, Mr. Chen, why did you come to participate in this game."
Hearing this, the staff member of the mixed-race brother sitting across from him suddenly raised his head and stared at Mr. Chen's expression. Mr. Chen's expression was unnatural for a moment, and then he smiled: "I, I am, I am for the high amount Here comes the bonus! Twenty million yuan!"
What more? ! Fang Daichuan froze in place, tilted his head to look at Mr. Chen, then tilted his head to look at the camera, and finally stared suspiciously at the half-blood brother opposite. The little brother no longer looked at Mr. Chen, and put on the appearance of an old monk in meditation, watching his nose, nose, and heart, and sitting upright.
"And... return the money?!" Fang Daichuan regretted that he didn't read the script and the contract carefully.
Mr. Chen's reaction to him was a little strange: "Are you really a werewolf game that you signed up for? Why don't you know anything? How do you play the game? You really don't know?!"
No matter how retarded Fang Daichuan was, he couldn't tell the camera that he didn't read the script seriously! He hurriedly said: "I know what I know, it's the werewolf killing, put the game on the poker table into reality, right? I still have this IQ."
Old Chen nodded.
"Mr. Chen, be careful. Although I'm not good in IQ, I'm good in strength. We can't tell if we're partners or opponents!" Fang Daichuan made a joke, trying to get rid of it.
Mr. Chen didn't answer.
His face suddenly sank, he nodded, turned his head to look out the window, and said nothing to him again.
Look at this stingy, Fang Daichuan silently made a face at the camera, isn't it just a reality show, and it doesn't really want your life, as for? He knew that the old actors of that era, more or less looked down on the young fresh meat and flowers of today. He simply didn't stick to this cold ass, and turned his head to look out the window.
The car was speeding all the way, and stopped once at the service station. The driver refueled the car, and the half-race brother accompanied Mr. Chen and Fang Daichuan to the toilet.
The sky gradually darkened, the scenery on the highway was monotonous, and there were crop fields on both sides that could not be seen clearly. There were also fewer cars on the road. Their cars with big bright red slogans "Werewolf Game" looked very ordinary, and there were no big stars on the cars, so they didn't attract any attention.
In the distance, layers of clouds piled up, forming several layers. When the three of them came back from the toilet, the atmosphere in the car fell to silence again.