While everyone’s attention was focused on Zhu Xiu’an, Fang Zhuyue asked about Ji Xizhi’s situation.
She and Ji Xizhi were in the sa group today, and she had only talked to a few grandmothers to learn about the history of Xianyu Village.
Ji Xizhi had just ntioned being an extra in a film crew and hadn’t brought up any stories she found, so everyone just assud Ji Xizhi didn’t have any stories and didn’t ask further.
Fang Zhuyue didn’t believe that Ji Xizhi found nothing.
Ji Xizhi didn’t directly answer Fang Zhuyue’s question, only uncertainly saying, "I have so ideas, but maybe I’ll look again."
Fang Zhuyue nodded and didn’t ask more, only gently asking, "I have so ideas, but they’re not very clear yet. Zhi Zhi, could you help take a look after dinner?"
When Fang Zhuyue was mulling over historical stories before, she didn’t have any ideas. But after hearing Zhu Xiu’an’s antics, she started having so small notions.
Ji Xizhi: "Of course, no problem!"
As soon as Ji Xizhi responded.
You Yingng couldn’t help but add, "Can I join too?"
Le Qiqi: "Then I want to join too! I have no stories, but I can listen! I have ten years of reading novels experience!"
Sheng Yaoyao: "Then let’s do it together. The more people, the stronger we are!"
With Zhu Xiu’an’s sensational style as a backdrop, the guests felt more confident about the stories they found today and discussed the plot much more easily.
A few minutes ago, when Guan Fengyan was summarizing, the guests responsible for finding stories didn’t say much.
After all, they were all artists and speaking on cara could easily be overinterpreted. They didn’t know much about screenwriting or directing and were afraid of saying the wrong thing.
After hearing the title "108 Nurses," everything got much better.
No one was afraid to speak, and if the black fans were to criticize, they’d criticize Zhu Xiu’an first. Even if the broadcasting authority were to ban, they’d ban Zhu Xiu’an first.
[Laughing to death, the silly dog indeed ca to lower the bar. Initially, everyone was too embarrassed to write stories, and now that Zhu Xiu’an can, so can I!]
[How can "Life Experience" be without Zhu Xiu’an? The soul figure! The team’s core!]
[I’m actually quite curious about what Ji Xizhi’s story is? I watched the live stream. She was just an extra today. What’s her story? Top idol descends to a novice village? Or is steel going undercover in a romance drama?]
[??? I wasn’t curious at first, I thought Ji Xizhi was at most just a small educational film. But now that you ntion it, shouldn’t this rank in the top ten on a certain site?]
[Should I say this, I actually want to see Zhu Xiu’an’s book title, even searched for it on a certain site. Didn’t find it, which is quite a pity (weakly holding a lid, the old rule, don’t refute , if you want to scold, scold the silly dog!)]
The live stream comnts got chaotic again after another move by Zhu Xiu’an.
The guests discussed in the small room, then according to plan, went out to eat.
Zhu Xiu’an ca back, with one more mouth to feed, and Guan Fengyan managed to gather up sixty more bucks, making it a hundred for eight people to eat dinner.
This money really isn’t much. If it were before Director Wang dismantled the kitchen and confiscated the utensils, it would have been just enough if they scraped by, but now with nothing left, they had to eat out.
Plus, with Zhu Xiu’an being a patient, they had to consider him more, and there weren’t many things he could eat, making their choices even fewer.
The guests all felt a bit worried.
As they walked out of the small room together, just out of the yard, they saw an old man with a fish spear pacing back and forth not far from the gate.
It’s not unusual for there to be households near the small room of the production team, and for villagers to appear nearby.
Ji Xizhi had a good mory; she recognized at a glance that it was Old Tao, the spear-fishing expert she t by the sea last night.
But Old Tao didn’t seem to like her when they were spear fishing that day, and Ji Xizhi didn’t realize this ti Old Tao was looking for her.
The other guests didn’t rember Old Tao at all.
The guests didn’t notice, and Ji Xizhi was about to follow Old Tao outside.
Suddenly, she was stopped by a staff mber who ca out to adjust the fixed caras of the production team at the door.
The staff handed a cloth bag to Ji Xizhi, smiling, "Teacher Ji, here’s so fried crispy fish for you."
Ji Xizhi blinked slightly, bewildered.
She took the maroon cloth bag, opened it, and pulled out two clean large lunchboxes from inside.
The boxes were washed clean, with transparent lids, you could easily see what was inside.
The top box was neatly arranged with palm-sized, crispy golden fried fish, and the bottom box contained fish pieces sprinkled with a thin layer of chili powder. When the box was taken out, it was still slightly warm, and a burst of aroma broke out from under the lid, crispy and looking mouth-watering.
The guests hadn’t felt very hungry before leaving the small room, but now slling this fish.
Their stomachs began rumbling, impossible to ignore.
Ji Xizhi was hungry too, but her first reaction was to ask about the source of the fish.
The staff pointed in the direction of Old Tao.
Old Tao was looking for her.
Ji Xizhi imdiately understood, and she looked up at Old Tao.
Old Tao was standing under a tree, occasionally glancing in the direction of the crew, when he saw Ji Xizhi look over, he quickly turned away.
Watching as Ji Xizhi stepped towards his location.
Old Tao picked up his spear instinctively and wanted to leave.
Ji Xizhi called out, "Master Tao!"
That single phrase froze Old Tao in place.
In the past, when people ca to learn his skills, they would respectfully call him Master Tao, but now everyone just called him Old Tao, Old Tao.
After tourism developed, more people were making money from other ways. When the kids at ho ca of age, they were generally sent to school, Old Tao’s skills weren’t that valuable anymore, and not many young people wanted to earnestly learn.
Hearing this title from Ji Xizhi’s mouth.
Old Tao felt sowhat sentintal.
He turned around, a slight awkwardness on his face, but he feigned an impatient tone, "The small fish from ho, if you don’t want them just throw them away!"
Ji Xizhi replied respectfully, "Such delicious fish, I can’t even make them myself, how could I bear to throw them away!"
Hearing these words, the stern expression on Old Tao’s face twitched slightly, softening considerably.
"Then keep them for yourself, if it’s not enough, there are more at ho, co to my place to get so!"
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