It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

The next day, when He Zishu and the others got up again, several red lanterns had already been hung on the corners of the eaves, and a few upside-down "Fu" characters were pasted on the hollow window of the main entrance.

It was lively red, and the peppers drying in the yard were still bright, but the small studio set up for recording was already mostly empty.

Li Xu talked about it all morning, explaining that when he saw the weather forecast yesterday, he also said that today is sunny and windless, which is suitable and that is suitable, and it was so cold when he came out.

Everyone was frightened by the heavy rain in the first period, so they had to get up in the dark and withdraw a lot of equipment early.

Baiying had a light sleep last night, she fell asleep after listening to the noise downstairs, and put on a rare make-up, standing in the yard with a cup of oatmeal.

He Zishu came down from the stairs, wearing a hoodie, which looked thin. Baiying saw it from a distance, entered the door, looked at him and said, "It's cold today, why are you wearing so little? Go upstairs and put your clothes on first." Change it and come down again."

After Bai Ying finished speaking, she took out a hand warmer from her pocket and stuffed it in.

He Zishu was shocked by the heat, opened his mouth slightly, and let out a breath.

He Zishu felt stuffy again, so he didn't pay attention, so he put on some clothes and went downstairs, not knowing how cold it was outside.

Bai Ying: "Change into a down jacket before coming down."

He Zishu responded, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and walked upstairs.

Before he got up the steps, he heard footsteps coming from around the corner. He looked up following the sound and saw Lu Jinchen.

There is still a down jacket hanging on the arm.

The corners of He Zishu's eyes curled up a little, the light on the stairs was dim, but his eyes were bright: "Good morning, brother."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Morning."

He Zishu pointed to the down jacket on Lu Jinchen's arm: "It's cold outside today, bro, put on your clothes before going out."

Lu Jinchen came down from the stairs and put his clothes on He Zishu: "I know it's cold, so I still wear it like this."

He Zishu shook his head, poking his head out of the cap of the down jacket: "You wear this yourself, I'll go upstairs and wear my own."

While he was still in a daze, Lu Jinchen lowered his head and buttoned the collar button for him. With a "click", he replied, "I was taken away by Xiao Zhou."

He Zishu thought for a while, and then remembered that when he was unpacking his luggage yesterday, he was afraid that the down jacket would take up space, and his body temperature was high these two days, so he asked Xiao Zhou to take it away.

He Zishu pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "How did you know you were taken away by Xiao Zhou?"

Lu Jin was as good as he was good: "Wang Wen sent a message and asked if he wanted to send it over."

He Zishu put on his clothes and asked doubtfully, "Is this mine?"

It's not like Lu Jinchen's, because it fits well.

Lu Jinshen: "Well, yours."

He Zishu lowered his head and looked at the time: "Brother Wen and the others brought it here?"

Lu Jinshen: "No."

He Zishu is afraid of the cold, and often doesn't dress well. Lu Jinchen now has three or four down jackets made in the same size as He Zishu in his car.

So when Wang Wen asked him if he wanted to send it over, he said no, because he had it there.

He Zishu frowned: "?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "The camera is on."

The two have been standing here for a long time, are you sure you want him to talk?

He Zishu's thoughts returned.

Today the program team was busy with the finishing work, and wanted to let them sleep a little longer, instead of wearing a radio microphone when they opened their eyes as usual.

This distraction, coupled with Bai Ying's homely words, and Lu Jinchen's habit of dressing him naturally, almost forgot that he was still recording.

He Zishu turned his head stiffly, stared at the fixed camera hanging in the corner, and blinked.

After a while, he said, "Cut this part off."

Lu Jin let out a deep smile.

The two were walking into the yard, and just as they crossed the threshold, something suddenly dangled from the top and fell down.

He Zishu didn't even realize it. The thick down jacket was a cushion, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Picked up the word "Fu".

He Zishu blinked his eyes.

Blinked again.

Looking up, looking at the beam frame, there are still some traces of paste.

It was not attached firmly, the paste was not dry, and it fell off when it was blown by the wind.

Seeing this scene, the staff members and Bai Ying who were not far away burst out laughing.

Bai Ying: "A mascot is a mascot. I've been standing here for a long time, and the word 'Fu' hasn't hit me on the head."

He Zishu felt a little embarrassed, and said, "I'll post it again."

The staff pulled out a knee-high, open-ended woven basket from the storage room, and it was all red in the eyes.

Bai Ying was startled: "So much?"

Someone said: "It's all in there, there are Spring Festival couplets, lanterns, blessing characters, garlands, everything, just pick what you like."

"The most lively time of the year is the Spring Festival. I just want to tidy up the house before we leave, so that others will see it as festive."

He Zishu: "Then you don't need to buy so many."

Staff: "The wholesale ones are useful, but we don't know the specifics."

Bai Ying looked at He Zishu: "Pick it first, I'll go in and rinse the cup, it's hard to wash when it's dry."

He Zishu nodded and squatted beside the weaving basket.

The weaving basket was a little deep, the opening was not big, and the light was dim, so He Zishu couldn't see clearly, and his head was bent lower and lower.

Lu Jinchen looked at the posture of the man about to bury him, raised his hand and put it on the forehead of He Zishu, and raised it up: "If it is lower, the man will go in."

This is a blind spot of the camera, there is no radio, and the small movements are hidden under the screen, but no one notices.

He Zishu searched for a long time, and found the word "Fu". Just as he was about to get up, his hand was touched.

Lu Jinshen: "Post this."

He Zishu lowered his head and followed Lu Jinchen's hand all the way down. When he saw what Lu Jinchen was holding, his face turned red.

A "hi" word.

A "Xi" character with gold powder and gold borders.

Aren't the things in this basket for Chinese New Year!

Chinese New Year is Chinese New Year, what is a little "happiness" in the cluster of thousands of "blessings"!

Has this year been so dishonest!

He Zishu was afraid that people would see him, so he stretched out his hand and slapped the thing off Lu Jinchen's hand.

After thinking about it, I was worried, turned it over twice, and pressed it to the bottom.

"Really?" Lu Jin smiled softly: "Maybe it will fall into my arms like this 'Fu'."

Lu Jinshen's words were like hooks, which distracted He Zishu's thoughts.

He Zishu was extremely fortunate that what fell out today was the word "Fu".

To drop the word "Hi" head-on, he even picked up a full-bodied...

After washing the cups, Baiying came out from the back room: "Which one should I post?"

Lu Jinchen had a deep meaning: "He doesn't like the one I chose."

"Which one? Let me see." Bai Ying made a gesture to squat down.

"No one!" He Zishu hurriedly said, shaking the word "Fu" on his hand, "Sister, this one looks good."

Bai Ying was in a fog, stunned for a moment, and said: "It's almost the same, so this is it."

When the chair was moved, Baiying smiled and said, "Zishu post it, it will fall on you, it's auspicious."

He Zishu: "Okay."

He Zishu stood on the chair, looking up for a suitable position.

Lu Jinchen stood beside him to protect him, leaning on the back of the chair, and wrapped his arms around him.

He Zishu took a step aside, leaned over, approached Lu Jinchen, and pointed to the brush on the knitting basket: "I want that."

Seeing people standing restlessly on the chair, Lu Jinchen was a little worried, handed over the brush, and the moment he wiped his ears, he said, "Stand firm, little lucky star."

Then he pointed to the word "Fu" on He Zishu's hand: "If it falls like it, it will be mine."

He Zishu was stunned, and when he straightened up, he turned Lu Jinchen's words around.

"Fall like it, and it's mine."

He Zishu: "..."

All pasted inside and out, golden flower red material, looks very bright.

The stove in the kitchen was on, porridge was cooking, and the smell of fireworks was blowing.

Yu Ming got up late today, looking at the prosperous pendants in this room, he would be sorry for the busy work this morning if he didn't eat dumplings.

So I made noodles, adjusted stuffing, put them into the water, and ate dumplings in a fuss.

Rain fell outside the window, not heavy, but dense, finely smeared on eyelashes.

The sky was a little dark, covered by the branches and leaves, and it was impossible to see any colors.

Several people walked to the back of the mountain together to record the last shot.

When Li Xu finished saying "the biggest gain in the hut", He Zishu subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at Lu Jinchen, but he held back because he was worried about the camera.

Baiying, Yu Ming, the program team, Yanyan, A Chai, every guest, and even this small village are all his harvest. Every day, everyone is a special and gentle existence.

Li Xu sent everyone a box.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of, silver, and the tone looks a bit cold, but there are a few flower marks printed on the box.

He Zishu could tell at a glance that it was Yanyan's little plum blossom seal, Achai's little meat pad, and rice and oil.

He Zishu smiled, the program crew really put their heart into it.

He Zishu didn't put anything special, only a photo.

When the city was full of turmoil, Lu Jinshen sent it.

The first issue of "Under the Banyan Tree", the last night.

A photo of the four of them.

He Zishu actually didn't want to compare these people and things, nor did he have to.

It's just that when Li Xu said this, the first thing that popped up in his mind was Lu Jinchen, Xie Muran, Givenchy and the others.

You can't fool anyone.

I thought so, and I did it.

Except for themselves, neither of them knew what each had put.

Li Xu didn't take this scene either.

His purpose of doing this was not for the audience to see, but simply because he wanted to leave something different for Bai Ying and the others, something they could think about.

One day later, it quietly reappeared.

The last scene is over, and the first season of "Under the Banyan Tree" has officially come to an end.

Li Xu also couldn't tell if there would be a second season, but he knew that even if there was a second season, it would be difficult to invite this group of people again.

You and I were never meant to be, all because of "owing favors".

Li Xu's selfishness does not have a second season, not because he is afraid that the guests in the second season will smash the signboard, nor because he is afraid that they are not good enough.

I just feel that "Under the Banyan Tree" is no longer "Under the Banyan Tree" if the person and house are changed.

Unlike TV dramas and movies, "Under the Banyan Tree" started quietly and ended quietly.

The first issue started with chatting, and the last issue ended with chatting.

Only when I walked back to the hut along the mountain road and looked at the recording studio that was suddenly demolished in the corner of the yard, did I have a sense of reality.

He Zishu was surrounded by several staff members and couldn't move away.

Just as Lu Jinshen wanted to bring the man out, Wang Wen ran over.

Wang Wen: "Brother, Teacher Bai is waiting for you in the small attic upstairs."

Lu Jinchen looked in the direction of the attic.

Bai Ying propped up her hands, stood by the window, and looked at him.

Lu Jinchen left a sentence for Wang Wen, "Don't let anyone come up", turned around and walked towards the attic.

The wooden door was still creaking. There were few people walking around in this small room, and there was no ventilation. It didn't show up when the weather was good, but when the weather was tide, it exuded a musty smell.

Bai Ying closed the window, and the light got darker: ""Under the Banyan Tree" is over, do you have any other arrangements for Le Qing these days?"

Lu Jinshen: "No."

Bai Ying nodded: "As I said last time, the audition is only a few days away."

Lu Jinshen: "When?"

Bai Ying: "I don't know the details yet, and the audition segment is still undecided."

"The director is Wang Ye, and you know his temper, so he won't give you any face."

"There are two scenes that are tough and difficult to crack." Bai Ying said softly, "The others are not necessarily simple. There are many changes in the script, especially his character line."

Lu Jinshen: "Good or bad?"

"It depends from which angle you look at it." Bai Yingying turned around: "From your point of view, it should be a bad thing. The teacher's suggestion is to quarantine for a few days."

"It's not that you are quarantined, but everyone is not in contact. You are the number one quarantined person."

Lu Jin frowned deeply.

Wang Ye and Liang Ye have similar names and similar styles of work.

It is common to grind for several days for a lens.

Many people in the circle even said that Wang Ye is a replica of Liang Ye, who was produced on the same production line as Mr. Liang when he was still young.

Lu Jinshen: "What does Mr. Liang want to do?"

Bai Ying: "Put him in that environment."

Lu Jinshen: "How long."

Bai Ying: "Look at him."

"What I mean is, in the most difficult scene, if you want to suffer less, you have to soak in something, but it's only staged. I'm afraid he won't be able to enter the scene, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of the scene, so you also Get ready."

Lu Jinshen: "?"

Bai Ying: "Those scenes are over, if he can't get out, you have to bring him out."

Lu Jin didn't answer.

"We can talk about his affairs when we're filming. We can't say for sure what the situation is now." Bai Ying raised her eyes and fixedly looked at Lu Jinchen: "Now, let's talk about your affairs."

As soon as Bai Yingwen's anger sank, he looked much sharper.

Lu Jinchen was different.

As soon as the topic changed from He Zishu, he calmed down and replied, "What's the matter with me?"

Bai Ying: "What do you want to do? You don't accept TV dramas, movies, variety shows, and other resources are slowly selling off. What type of transfer are you?"

"Lu Jinchen, don't tell me, you're planning to quit the circle right now?!"

Lu Jinshen walked over slowly, pushed open the window, propped up the half-dried countertop, and looked at He Zishu who was surrounded by everyone downstairs.

After a while, he chuckled lightly, "No."