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Chapter 187 Perhaps he just has a kind face.
The next day, director Feng Chengfeng and the members of the opera troupe looked at each other and were pleasantly surprised.

Because neither of them had nightmares.

You should know that before, whenever they stepped into Zhuangmengyuan and participated in filming, whether they were actors, prop crew members, or others, they would have nightmares.

But last night, surprisingly, I slept very soundly and didn't hear any frightening noises.

However, Feng Chengfeng was most concerned about his male lead, Zhang Zhao.

So, he immediately went to find Zhang Zhao. Before he could even ask him how he slept last night, a boy who looked about 12 years old popped out of Zhang Zhao's room.

Feng Chengfeng: Hmm? Was this child there last night?
Little Stone felt a little guilty when he saw Feng Chengfeng.

Just then, Zhang Zhao came out.

"Zhang Zhao, who is he?"

"He's my junior brother. He needed to talk to me last night, so he came. Oh, right, director, I remember the character you played has a junior brother. How about letting my junior brother, Little Stone, play the role?" Since Little Stone was going to be brought along, he might as well be involved as well.

Feng Chengfeng looked Xiao Shitou up and down, then nodded, "Sure, but can he sing opera?"

"Will do."

"That would be great."

Feng Chengfeng's script does indeed have a character who is the junior brother of the male lead, but because he doesn't have many scenes and isn't particularly outstanding, and they can't find a suitable actor, Feng Chengfeng is considering whether to cut him out.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhao suddenly sent him a candidate, who seemed quite good to him.

His thin, delicate appearance was almost identical to that of his junior brother.

"By the way, Zhang Zhao, how did you sleep last night? You didn't have any nightmares, did you?" Feng Chengfeng quickly remembered the purpose of his visit.

"No."

"That's wonderful! None of the people who participated in the filming yesterday had nightmares last night. Zhang Zhao, do you think they won't have nightmares anymore? It feels like all the good things have come since you arrived." Feng Chengfeng said happily.

Zhang Zhao subconsciously looked at the little stone.

Little Stone, feeling a little guilty, desperately tried to explain with his eyes: I really didn't hurt anyone, I just teased them, and then...

Feng Chengfeng: "But your junior brother looks familiar." However, no matter how hard Feng Chengfeng thought, he couldn't remember where he had seen Xiao Shitou before.

Little Stone silently added what he hadn't finished saying in his mind—and then went to wander into their dreams.

He was just strolling around, giving them a demonstration of his wall-walking, levitation, and facial features separating from his body...

Zhang Zhao: "Maybe he has a kind face."

Feng Chengfeng: "Yes, it should be a kind face."

When Zhang Zhao led Xiao Shitou outside to meet the other people, they all felt that Xiao Shitou looked very kind.

Little Stone: Of course I look kind. I've been to all your dreams.

Even the hotel staff came out.

"Last night, it seemed that the melodious opera singing was no longer heard."

"Yes, I didn't hear it either. I used to hear it every night."

Zhang Zhao looked at the little stone again.

Little Stone: I was just practicing my singing normally, like I'm practicing opera.

This isn't my fault, is it?

When you're a human, you do these things during the day; when you're a ghost, you do them at night. There's nothing wrong with that.

Zhang Zhao wasn't about to hold a grudge against Xiao Shitou. "Come on, everyone, let's finish breakfast and get to work."

"By the way, Laifu Film and Television Entertainment said that as long as Zhang Zhao's filming hasn't wrapped up, they will provide three meals a day plus a late-night snack, as well as regular snacks."

Feng Chengfeng invited everyone to eat. Today is the official start of work.

He was telling the truth, especially by mentioning Zhang Zhao, letting everyone know that it was all Zhang Zhao's doing.

As expected, everyone looked at Zhang Zhao with gratitude.

Zhang Zhao was unaware of this matter.

Indeed, it is true. Since Hao Lai was willing to invest 20 million for Zhang Zhao, sending some food is nothing.

Not only should we send gifts, but we should send the best.

Sure enough, the crew members were almost dazzled by the dazzling array of breakfasts; there were several delivery vehicles.

"If breakfast is so lavish, won't lunch and dinner be even more?"

"Waaah, thanks to Zhang Zhao, we're so lucky."

The crew did provide boxed meals before, but Feng Chengfeng didn't have much money at that time. Most of the money had to be used for filming, and he even hired newcomers as actors. How could he possibly provide good food? As long as they could eat their fill, that was enough.

So, they all provided simple, large-portion boxed meals, but the taste was rather average.

Now that Zhang Zhao has arrived, not only has he brought an additional 20 million in investment, but he's also providing good food for free.

Feng Chengfeng felt that he was extremely happy.

Zhang Zhao and Xiao Shitou also joined the ranks of those eating breakfast.

With Xu Qingling's leave slip, the two of them gained the right to eat, just like everyone else.

Little Stone put an egg tart in his mouth. It was sweet and had the taste of eggs. In just one second, he was so excited that his eyes turned red.

"Waaah, Senior Brother, this is so delicious! I've never eaten such delicious food before. You have no idea, I've been starving for over a hundred years."

Since his death, Little Stone has been trapped in Zhuangmeng Garden. Ghosts can maintain their soul energy without eating.

However, not needing to eat or not being hungry doesn't mean you don't want to eat.

Deep down, he still sees himself as someone who needs to eat.

However, living in the Republic of China era and growing up in a theatrical troupe, it was a miracle if we didn't starve to death; there simply wasn't enough food available.

So, seeing so much food, most of which were things Little Stone had never seen before, made him feel very curious.

Moreover, these foods are not only plentiful, but also delicious.

Zhang Zhao ate a juicy fried dough stick, savoring its crispy and fragrant taste, his eyes becoming somewhat dazed.

Actually, he did eat something during his years in the underworld.

However, the food eaten in the underworld is different from the food eaten in the human world.

Listening to Xiao Shitou's words and seeing his excited expression, he said, "Society today is very different from what it was back then."

"Now there is no war, the country is stable, food is plentiful, and children can go to school for free when they reach the prescribed age. If a family is really poor, there are various subsidies. Opera singers are no longer considered to be of the lowest class; they can even become masters respected by everyone."

Little Stone listened attentively to his senior brother's story, and it seemed as if images were forming in his mind as he described them.

For the past hundred years, Little Stone has been trapped in Zhuangmeng Garden, completely unaware that a century has passed in the outside world, and how wonderful things are now.

Now, hearing what his senior brother said, Little Stone really started to look forward to it.

He looked up and asked, "Does that mean we'll never see a lot of people freezing to death on the streets again?"