Chapter 88 Do you have a mental illness (4k big chapter)

"I said Yunting, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so white?"

Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Zhang Jizhong hurriedly patted his shoulder and asked with concern, "Are you catching a cold?"

"Director Zhang, I'm fine."

The "broken arm" stretched out from his clothes and patted his chest, "I'm in good health."

"It's okay. You can go change clothes later. We'll continue filming the next scene."

Huo Yunting nodded. From today on, it will basically be his role, mainly to finish the part of learning swordsmanship with Brother Diao.

I picked up the sword again. It was so light that I could swing out several sword flowers with one hand.

Everything is back to normal again.

"Brother Huo, your acting skills are really good. If I hadn't picked it up just now, I would have thought that the iron sword weighed dozens of kilograms."

This was far beyond his understanding of the disease.

Ever since Huo Yunting went into the water to save people, Liu Xiaoli's favorability towards him has skyrocketed.

Glancing around, he saw Zhang Debang, who looked like an old man with his hands behind his back, directing the staff to move equipment from a short distance away.

Should I go to the hospital for a physical examination, take a CT scan, and check if there are any tumors on my body?

"Brother Huo, the clothes are here for you. You can change them."

With a scream, countless pairs of eyes around him looked over. Zhang Debang quickly lowered his voice, "Oh shit, Brother Huo, don't scare me. What happened to you?"

Just let this matter remain a secret in your heart.

"What are you talking about? I'm an agent."

"Take a leave someday and go to the hospital with me for a physical examination and a CT scan."

Afraid of being knocked twice on the head again soon, the little girl quickly got up from the pile of fallen leaves and stayed away from him.

Suddenly there was a voice in my ears. I turned my head and saw that it was Liu Yifei.

After saying that, he followed the large army and walked towards the dense forest.

But why on earth did he croak? I’m really curious!

"Yun, Brother Yun, what's wrong?"

It has been a few years since he discovered that this disease can appear in reality, and he feels that he understands it. But today is the first time that he knows that he can feel and touch this disease in reality.

He felt his blood pressure starting to rise again.

Just as he was about to leave, Huo Yunting held his hand.

"Click!"

"Who?"

He lost his seriousness within two seconds and took out a banana from his clothes like a magic trick, "Brother Huo, would you like a banana?"

Early the next morning, Yang Guo had long flowing hair, was wearing a light blue dress, and carried a long sword on his back. Xiao Longnu was dressed in plain clothes, with flying skirts.

Why is this girl so cold?

Huo Yunting was a little confused.

The sword was still a few heavy, and the green screen actor did not turn into a giant eagle. Huo Yunting felt temporarily relaxed.

This green screen actor is not a professional. He is acting according to the human form, not the sculpture.

After hesitating for a while, the little girl still didn't tell her about the scene when she saw Huo Yunting picking his throat when she went to the river to fetch water.

He should have his own difficulties, right?

Another theory is that when Mr. Jin went to Zhong Nanshan to visit the Quanzhen Sect, he was surrounded by Taoist priests and refused to let him leave.

"Why are I beating you? What are you thinking about in your head? If I were mentally ill, would I choose to be an actor?"

"you……"

"What did you say?!"

Digesting this impurity also uses up a lot of "stability value"?

I don't have a definite answer in my heart, so I can only keep this question in my heart for the time being.

"What disease have you contracted? Plum? Gonorrhea? Warts? Rash?"

The confused Zhang Debang was left stunned on the spot.

On the cliff, Yang Guo gently hugged Xiao Longnu, and the two cuddled together.

"Brother Yun, I'm not scolding you. I have no other meaning. I just asked..."

"Sissi, this time is good, keep up the good work. Remember, as an actor, you must dare to make expressions."

But I hesitated for a moment, let out a long sigh, and let it go.

As for why the name was changed, it was because there was indeed Yin Zhiping in history, and he was indeed a master of the Quanzhen Sect.

"...I won't eat anymore."

But today, whether it's the suddenly heavy sword or the weird sticky thing in the throat...

His tone was also gentle, "Why do you say that?"

Although there is only one word difference, it feels like there is a huge difference.

Chongyang Palace is not available in Jiuzhaigou, and people would definitely not agree with it now. According to Zhang Beard’s expectation, he would have to wait until he returns to Ningbo Xiangshan Film and Television City to start filming.

"Dang Dang Dang"

Liu Yifei quickly pulled out her head and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on Huo Yunting's body, feeling her cheeks feel a little inexplicably warm.

"Okay, don't think too much, I'm fine. Just go and do your own thing."

Around the beginning of December, all the scenes in Jiuzhaigou were filmed. According to Zhang Beard’s prediction, it was time to return to Xiangshan Film and Television City.

Speaking of this Zhen Zhiping, he is actually Yin Zhiping in the original work of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"My aunt said he deserved to die, didn't you hear it?"

He didn't have many scenes with Da Diao, it was just a passing performance.

I followed the costumer to change into dry clothes, and the costume girl said with a smile from the side.

He didn't know why Zhang Jizhong loved blowers so much.

"What? Brother Huo has something on his mind?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Zhang Debang asked.

"Hey? Director Zhang, what kind of wind brings you here in the middle of the night? Come in and sit down?"

These are secondary, he didn't mean to be joking when he said he wanted to have anal sex just now.

She smoothed her skirt and sat next to him, looked at him carefully, and then asked, "Brother Yun, are you feeling unwell?"

"I just... suddenly thought that your QQ name is very clear, and I saw that your face was very ugly... I, I was just thinking, don't be angry."

He touched his left hand from his stomach to his lower abdomen, and his face didn't look good.

"Are you... suffering from a mental illness?" After a moment of hesitation, the little girl suddenly said.

But for this scene on the cliff, the cliff in Jiuzhaigou Valley couldn't be more suitable.

"I'll make you anal tonight."

Jumped off the cliff, pulled the somewhat confused Liu Yifei aside, and explained the play to her seriously.

The little girl blushed, nodded, and ran back all the way.

If it had been anyone else, Liu Xiaoli would have been wary of this kind of overly intimate physical contact, but Huo Yunting was within her acceptance range.

I retched twice but nothing came out.

"Ah, it hurts so much, why did you hit me?"

With a slight "Oh", she slipped lightly to her mother's side.

"You can't leave! How should we settle the score for killing my Quanzhen disciple Zhen Zhibing?"

After returning to the crew, a large number of people were moving equipment into the dense forest nearby. Later, he and Brother Diao were to be filmed practicing swordplay, which was in the forest.

There are many rumors circulating. One is that the Taoist Association sued Mr. Jin and had no choice but to revise it.

He can be regarded as one person achieving enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

After filming the scene with the big eagle, I felt a little swollen and painful in my head. I threw away the black iron epee, found a place with more fallen leaves, and threw it down.

This reason is a bit far-fetched, but it makes sense.

Listening to the compliments from the costume girl, Huo Yunting felt a little more gloomy in his heart.

Huo Yunting smiled, stood up and stroked her head again.

Seeing the little girl's back turning into a dot, Huo Yunting came to a weed pile and inserted his fingers into his throat.
To be continued...