✔️After Getting A Part-Time Job As An Impermanence, I Became Red

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The filming work of the TV series “Jumbo” is coming to an end. Most of the characters have already been killed. The rest of the people will go to Yantang Village to shoot the remaining scenes. Hundreds of ancient dwellings remain in this village, including some ancestral halls, theaters and other buildings during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, all of which are well preserved.

The local city government always wanted to develop here, but it did attract the crew to shoot.

The car stopped in the parking lot at the entrance of the village, and the crew of the crew came out.

Lan He got off his baggage with his luggage. The mountain was much cooler than the mountain. He was wearing a dark blue sweater and dark overalls. Because of the role, Liu Hai was almost covering his eyes.

In this scene with few male characters, he is barely a male number five. However, as an eighteen-line small transparent, the company and the crew did not equip him with assistants, of course, personal experience.

Lan He didn’t mind. The crew rented a residential house as a place to live. The next journey had to be done. He chatted with Cheng Hai, the photographer in the group. The two met in this group. Although they had different types of work, they were both fellows, and they shared similar interests. After two months, they became friends.

The roadside are all Qing-style buildings, and the crew sent people to survey the scene, but the village cadres they received were still skilled in introducing them to everyone: “There are two lions carved here, one big and one small, the lion too lion, Homophony teacher and teacher, we have been officials here…”

Lan He looked down. No wonder he chose this place for framing. The preservation was quite intact. He had repaired it, and he used traditional techniques to find old craftsmen, keeping the original taste.

Village cadres continued to brag that the ancestors of the official had invited Guiguzi descendants to watch feng shui and design ancestral houses. Everyone laughed, and then the snacks that follow wherever they go should have a relationship with ancient emperors and celebrities. Never mind.

Even if the crew disbanded a lot of people, there are still a lot left. With the sound of firecrackers and noise in front, the walking team slowed down.

“Hello!” Lan He rubbed his nose and heard the word from the front of his mouth: “Someone in the village passed away and was performing a funeral…”

Out of respect for the deceased, everyone bowed their heads as they passed by, and some bowed, and the speed of travel slowed down naturally.

The sight was blocked by the crowd. When Lan He walked to the front, he saw that one side was an open space with a coffin, a coffin, a table of eight immortals, a photo of the deceased on the table, and a long beacon with electricity and paper on both sides. Tie boys and girls. In front of the table is an iron basin. Some people are burning paper and the fireworks are lingering.

At the main road crossing on the other side, a few young and middle-aged people tried to stand tall paper streamers.

There are no objects to climb here. They tried to support them with wooden sticks. The streamers had four sections, so they had to be assembled and erected. But I don’t know why.

The villagers talked unscrupulously:

“Baner won’t light up? Dutiful son spends money?”