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Chapter 23: Dreams come true! Cupping on Nazha's back! 2!

Chapter 23: Dreams come true! Cupping on Nazha's back! Two!
In fact, when Zhou Le first read the ending of the script, he always felt that the plot of everyone playing together was a bit silly.

Hundreds of people were studying together on the scene, and we had to perform even harder on the stage.

But at that time, Zhou Le saw that Dapeng was looking forward to this shot, so he didn't say it.

It was only when he filmed this part that he realized it seemed quite enjoyable.

The only drawback is that Zhou Le himself cannot stand in the middle or the front.

Although playing drums is cool, to be honest, in a band, as long as the bassist is not there, the drummer has to pick up the takeout.

Although guitarists are everywhere, he looks handsome standing in front.

"I want to be a director if I have the chance in the future. I can work with whoever I want, star in the film, always take center stage, and kiss whoever I want."

Zhou Le thought to himself.

But as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, Zhou Le suddenly became alert.

Isn't it said that when a person becomes famous and wealthy, their personality changes? Why am I still feeling so guilty?
"Boredom sees hesitation, it is not easy to achieve the ideal, even if there is confidence, the fighting spirit is suppressed"

Zhou Le was also singing loudly in plastic Cantonese in the back.

After this period ended, people gradually dispersed.

"Let's go back to the hotel and pack up and change clothes. We will have dinner tonight." Dapeng greeted the guests who came to make guest appearances while instructing Zhou Le and others.

"no problem!"

Zhou Le's voice was the loudest.

Yu Qian laughed at the sight: "You're the most active when it comes to eating. No wonder I noticed you have a bit of a people-pleasing personality on the crew, being polite to everyone."

"Godfather, you're wrong. I'm not a people-pleaser, I'm a beggar. Now I just live one day at a time, and I'll take every meal I can get. I don't know where I'm going to live after today."

Yu Qian sighed: "Well, if it really doesn't work, come to my place. My place is spacious."

"is this okay?"

"When did you become so fussy?"

Zhou Le: "Hey, I'm just pretending to be reserved."

"you boy"

That night, Zhou Le went to dinner with them, but found that there were too many people and he could only chat with a few people. In the end, the ones who chatted most excitedly were the older brothers in the band.

But those bands either have to go out for fun at night or have a performance the next day.

They all left early.

In the end, I could only follow Dapeng to drink with those big guys who didn’t leave. I drank so much that I didn’t even know how to get back.

Wake up early the next morning.

Zhou Le saw a furry head lying on the table.

"Handsome brother?"

Zhou Le shouted tentatively, then found that his throat was extremely hoarse and he could not speak clearly.

I picked up the mineral water on the bedside table and drank it all, and then I felt much better.

At this time, Zhao Yingjun also woke up.

"Are you up? Just get some more sleep. Nothing big to do today. Just a wrap-up ceremony and a few interviews, and that's it."

Zhou Le shook his head: "I'd better get up. I'm used to getting up early, but brother, are you going to stay here with me all night?"

"Yeah, that's not a good thing. You drank too much, and I'm worried that you'd vomit and choke yourself to death." Zhao Yingjun said with a smile.

"Then why don't you just lie on the bed? Chairs are so uncomfortable."

"Forget it. Even though we've known each other for a few months, I don't know if you can get used to someone else lying on your bed. Don't let me make you uncomfortable instead of the alcohol."

Zhou Le was moved when he heard this: "Brother, you are so real! I am crying so hard! From today on, you are my real brother."

"Haha, don't. Remember when you called me Baldy Wang when we first met?"

"There was this time"

Zhou Le was just about to continue joking.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"I'll drive it."

Zhao Yingjun took the initiative to open the door.

Zhou Le couldn't see the scene over there, he only heard Zhao Yingjun exclaim in surprise: "Naza?"

Then Guli Nazha's voice was heard: "Brother Yingjun is here too. I came to bring some porridge to Teacher Zhou."

Zhao Yingjun suddenly understood.

"Oh—then he is inside. You go in. I'll leave first."

"No, Brother Yingjun, come drink with us too."

Zhao Yingjun looked at the bowl of porridge and the plate of pickled vegetables on the plate: "Forget it, I don't like porridge."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Zhou Le quickly stood up and said, "Thank you, Teacher Gu, for taking the trouble to come all the way here to bring me some porridge."

"It's not a bother. Director Dapeng asked me to deliver it to you. He's gone to deliver it to someone else now. After all, there aren't many people in the crew who can get up. I can't ask Xixi to deliver it to you, right?"

Zhou Le nodded: "That's true, but why didn't you say it was Brother Dapeng who sent it? You didn't even see the look in Brother Yingjun's eyes."

"What look?"

"He must think there's something going on between us," Zhou Le said. Nazha asked, "No?"

Zhou Le was anxious: "Is there?"

"Haha, why are you in such a hurry?" Nazha seemed very happy to see Zhou Le like this.

"Of course I'm anxious since I haven't done it before. Isn't this just empty slander?"

Nazha looked at Zhou Le and smiled: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, but you are quite entertaining. No wonder Sister Mi always liked to tease them in the past."

"But why do you usually call me Teacher Gu? That sounds so ugly."

"I'm not showing respect."

"If you want to respect me, you can call me by my full name. Anyway, I don't like Teacher Gu at all. If you can't help it, you can call me Nazha. Everyone calls me that."

Zhou Le: "I'm a little younger than you, what's your full name?"

"Gulinazar Baihetiyar."

Zhou Le thought for a moment: "I think Nazha is pretty good."

Afterwards, while drinking porridge, I listened to Nazha complaining about how hard it was to film during this period, especially because the bass was too heavy and the strings were too thick, which caused calluses on her hands and the shoulder on the side where the bass was hanging was always painful.

"You're still too thin. Look at your shoulders. They look pretty nice." Zhou Le suddenly collapsed as he spoke, but he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, do you have shoulder pain?"

"Yes."

"That's probably a strain. How about I give you a cupping treatment?"

Gulinazha: "???"

But she wasn't worried about whether it looked good or not: "Will this work? I used to get massage."

"It will definitely be useful. This is something our ancestors left behind. If I didn't have anything suitable, I could give you a few injections."

"Ah? What kind of injection?" Nazha was surprised.

"Acupuncture." Zhou Le replied.

"Oh, you scared me. I was wondering what kind of injection you were going to give me." Nazha patted her chest and suddenly realized.

Zhou Le: "???"

Afterwards, Zhou Le asked Nazha to wait here.

Then I went to a nearby convenience store to buy a can of food and exchanged some coins for it.

He ate the can while walking back.

At the same time, Nazha received another call from Zhang Han.

Zhang Han learned from a friend that Nazha had finished filming, so he wanted to make an appointment to have a meal and talk about the previous misunderstanding.

And he thought about it at that time.

That wouldn't necessarily mean doing those things.

Because later Han Tongsheng posted on Weibo to thank Brother Xiao Zhou for the throat lozenges.

I didn’t get the role in “Wolf Warrior 2”, and there’s nothing important right now.

"Hey, Nazha, I think what happened last time was a misunderstanding. Now that you've finished filming, I want to treat you to a meal."

"Eat, I'm busy lately, but I..."

Just then, Zhou Le came back.

When Nazha heard the door open, she threw her phone away and went to see Zhou Le.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Han heard some conversation on the phone.

"Is this thing you bought at the convenience store any good?"

"It's okay, I used this often before."

"You still need to wash it, right?"