In the narrow living room, the TV was on, and the host of the morning news of Nanyang Variety Channel chattered and reported yesterday's news, but no one was paying attention to her.

Song Zhen reported a board with a piece of Sudoku paper on it, and was playing Sudoku games - I have to admit that the hobbies of academic masters are different from those of ordinary people. She frowned and thought, finally came up with a number to fill in, and then picked up a cherry tomato from the fruit plate on the coffee table in front of her and took a bite.

For this family, this thing is a rare matter. You may only buy some during the Chinese New Year. It is a rare delicacy that Song Zhen has in the year.

Du An, who was sitting next to her, stared at the TV in a daze, his eyes were not focal, and he could tell that he was wandering outside the sky at a glance.

The door was rumbling and opened. Shen Huifang, who had gotten up early to buy vegetables, came in, carrying a bag of vegetables in her hand. Through the door, you could see that the snow outside was scattering on the ground, and a thin layer was spread on the ground.

This is the second snow in Nanyang City this year, and it should be the last snow.

"It's still snowing at this time, and the price of vegetables has increased. It costs two yuan in just one handful. The weather in Nanyang is getting weirder now..." Shen Huifang nagged, went to the kitchen to put the vegetables down, returned to the living room, sat down on another sofa, looked at Du An, and suddenly laughed meaningfully.

Du An didn't see it. He was still wandering around in the sky. Song Zhen saw it and looked at it according to his mother's gaze. After seeing Du An's silence, he became angry for some reason and wanted to kick it.

"Little Du,"

Hearing his name calling, Du An came to his senses and looked at Shen Huifang.

"You're 24 years old this year, aren't you?"

Du An nodded, unable to figure out his mind, and did not understand what Shen Huifang suddenly said.

Shen Huifang continued, "Many people of your age are already married. You don't even have a girlfriend yet?"

Duan nodded again, and suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Shen Huifang said again, "I met Lao Li's wife when I was outside today, and she asked you." She paused and then said, "That's right. Lao Li's family has a niece who works as a nurse in the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. I have seen people. She is quite white and slim. She is quite compatible with you. Why don't you make an appointment to meet?" Before Du An refused, she rushed to continue saying: "Anyway, just meet, don't you say you must talk about anything. It depends on your young people themselves, right? If you think it's better, just continue talking. If you don't think it's good, then forget it. We just play a role in making a match."

Thanks to the blessing of the media hype incident last year, everyone nearby knew that Shen Huifang lived in a big director. Although the director's reputation was bad later and there was no news, the shipwreck also had three kilograms of nails. For these little citizens, it was still a good family, so some people were still thinking about it.

After hearing Shen Huifang's words, Du An smiled bitterly: Why is Aunt Shen like his sister thinking about his marriage? It seems that women are the same. They are worried about their own marriage before getting married, and after getting married, they start to worry about other people's marriages. They are happy. No wonder in ancient times, those who say matchmakers were matchmakers, but they didn't see the matchmaker.

But he really doesn't have the heart to go on a blind date now, and the movie has not been done yet. So he said, "Aunt Chen, I'm still busy with work now and can't take time."

Shen Huifang laughed, "At work, there are things to do every day, you can't stop dating just because of work? And you dare say that you don't want to find a partner now? Auntie, I'm a veteran, you can tell at a glance what's going on, you, that's clear just now..."

She suddenly stopped talking, looked at Song Zhen, and didn't say anything further.

Song Zhen said impatiently: "Mom, okay, I'm not young anymore. I'm eighteen years old and I'm already adult. Is there anything I don't know? You just want to say that he's in spring?"

The word "Fachun" is too harsh. Du An and Shen Huifang were a little embarrassed for a moment when they heard it. Shen Huifang even spat, with an unpleasant expression, "Damn girl, have you learned something in school! Can't girls speak more elegantly at home?" But she did not object, obviously she also thought Du An was having a fucking spring.

Du An was really in a state of ease. He quickly stood up and wrapped his down jacket on his body, "Aunt Chen, I have to go to the set, I'll leave first, I won't come back for dinner today, don't wait for me." As he said that, he ran to the gate in a panic, opened the door and ran out.

"Bring an umbrella! It's snowing outside!"

Shen Huifang shouted loudly, and Du An turned around and took the umbrella and ran out again.

When Du An was gone, Shen Huifang sat for a while and planned to go to the kitchen to clean up the vegetables - she worked hard all her life and couldn't get idle, and she was a little idle when she had nothing to do.

Song Zhen said again at this time, "Mom, don't worry about it if you are fine. He will take care of the marriage for him. He doesn't like the people you introduced."

Shen Huifang stopped and disagreed: "What's the matter that I don't like? The little girl is a nurse from the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and looks good. I think she is quite suitable for Xiao Du."

Song Zhen rolled his eyes, pulled his feet out of the cotton drag, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and explained to his mother: "Look, although he is not doing well now, he has been brilliant after all. He has seen the world, and those celebrities probably have come into contact with a lot of beautiful ones. Have you never seen them? Do you really think he will fall in love with a little nurse? And he is still making movies now, maybe when will it become popular again, and then..."

When Song Zhen talked about this, he suddenly became silent, staring at the Sudoku paper in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After hearing his daughter's words, Shen Huifang smacked her lips and said, "Xiao Du is not that kind of snobbish. As long as the two of them meet each other, I believe he won't mind anything..." It seemed that it was not appropriate to discuss this adult relationship with her daughter who was still in high school. Shen Huifang cut off the topic, "I'm going to wash vegetables. If you don't watch it, turn off the TV and waste electricity." As she said that, she got into the kitchen.

Song Zhen Yiyan took the remote control and turned off the TV, took a cherry tomato and bit it twice, chewed it slowly, and finally stared at the Sudoku board again and began to fill in the numbers.

...

Sitting in the taxi, Duane looked out the window with his head tilted. It was snowing heavily, and the black lampposts were covered with white popsicles. There were few pedestrians on the road, and most of them walked with umbrellas. Occasionally, there was a bicycle riding, who was riding cautiously, looking to be fast but not daring to be fast.

The snow was too heavy today, and he was lazy and sick for a while, so he simply didn't wait for the bus and just took a taxi.

After arriving at the set of the Xianlin Film and Television Base, Du An found that he was the first to come. After waiting for a while, people came one after another. They greeted him, "It's so early for director" and "How come Director Du is so early today." It was 8:30 that all the talents today came.

All the films of indoor scenes in Nanyang are filming, so heavy snow does not affect it - the construction team's blessings are almost done, and it doesn't matter if there is a building that has not been completely repaired. You can shoot scenes in other scenes first, and wait for the building there to be repaired while filming.

It’s just that the snow outside is a bit heavy and the reflection is larger than usual, which affects the indoor light, but it doesn’t get in the way. The lighting engineer just adjusts it according to the situation.

"I bought a piece of clothing." Zhu Qian carried a bag of clothes behind her and said to the hotel manager.

This is a close-up view, with Zhu Qian and Liu Peiqi, who plays the hotel manager Zhao Guoping, with a blurred background.

Liu said, "I hope you wear it." He looked at the hotel customers who did not exist outside the camera.

Zhu Qian said: "I don't want to get it dirty! I even bought shoes. Do you want to see it?" Her calm appearance and his tone jumped and undulated, which made people feel the excitement hidden inside her at this moment.

...

"Pass!"

After Duan shouted "Still", he asked the staff to prepare for the next scene.

"It's a good performance."

Ning Hao looked at the replayed screen in the monitor and praised it.

"That's right. This is a natural actor. His emotions are adjusted very quickly, not as aligned as some actors." Duane also echoed.

"So, there is no problem with Zhu Qian," Ning Hao said, "but you, Director Du, you have a problem."

Duane was stunned, "What's the problem?"

Ning Hao suddenly looked gossipy and asked with his eyes flashing: "I have been observing you for several days. I have been filming for three days since the Chinese New Year. You have been in a state of mind at least seventeen times in these three days. Judging from my experience, you must be in love with the spring."

Du An tightened his body.

Ning Hao licked his lips, and the light in his eyes shone even more, "You and Mr. Shu are really here?"

Hearing this, Du An suddenly relaxed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and cursed with a smile: "Roll, baby Niu, what can Shu Yu and I have? You can really think about it."

"Who else?"

Du An did not answer again, but said, "I am still the assistant director. Don't be so gossipy. Think about how to shoot the next scene."

A figure flashed in his heart, and then he shook his head immediately, throwing the figure out of his mind.

Even Ning Hao could not think about this anymore. After all, what is the point of thinking about it after all, if you don’t know your name, your residence, and if you don’t know whether you can meet again? If it affects your work, it will be even less worth it.
Chapter completed!