The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Just by Lu Man is here to help. If it wasn't for Lu Man, we wouldn't be able to turn on the machine today." Xu Fenglai said in a deep voice, "Hoar Frost, don't make the matter big, and lead Sun Dao. His face is not good-looking. Lu Man came to film all the trips these days, it was Sun Dao who personally set it. "

Bai Shuangshuang let go of her hand, her face flickering.

She really looked down on Lu Man.

Xu Fenglai checked in for Lu Man.

Sun Yiwu said to Lu Man: "Your tomorrow's play will be there before noon. Your play will be in the afternoon, but you will need to put on makeup and styling. The venue for tomorrow's filming will be a temple on a mountain."

Lu Man said goodbye to Sun Yiwu and returned to the room. He found that the electric heating lamps and other things that Han Zhuoli said were all ready at the hotel.

Lu Man called Han Zhuoli, but could not get through. It is estimated that he was still on the plane.

So he could only send a message to Han Zhuoli, telling him that everything is fine here.

After looking at the time, Xia Qingwei also fell asleep, so she also sent Xia Qingwei a message, so that she should not worry.

On the second day, Sun Yiwu specially asked his assistant He Mengmeng to take over the road.

The town is not big, there is only one temple in total.The temple on the mountain can be seen outside the hotel.

Lu Man and He Mengmeng reached the foot of the mountain, the mountain was not high, so there was no ropeway.

The people in the small towns of southern Yunnan are very religious, and all the people come on foot and go up to the temple.

The low mountains repaired the stone steps.

Lu Man and He Mengmeng climbed halfway up the mountain, He Mengmeng was exhausted and panting, "The crew of the crew climbed up early in the morning to film the movie. The brother of the camera also had to take the shooting equipment and the lighting engineer. That big light board Those. I really do n’t know how they climbed up. I climbed empty-handed, and I could n’t get tired. "

Lu Man took out his phone and glanced at the time. "The time is quite ample, would you like to take a break?"

He Mengmeng shook his head, "Forget it, I'm afraid I don't want to climb up once I rest."

"Come on."

He Mengmeng looked at Lu Man without panting, and asked in surprise: "Aren't you tired?"

"I usually exercise, I think it's okay." Lu Man looked up to see how high it was. "I see the shooting plan, and I have to shoot on it for a few days. Can you keep it like this?"

He Mengmeng sighed, "No way, who asked me to do this business, crying to climb up."

Lu Man grabbed He Mengmeng's arm, "I'll pull you, you will relax."

He Mengmeng was surprised, "Miss Lu, you are so nice. To be honest, I have never seen an artist like you."

"I'm not an artist." Lu Man said with a smile.

The two climbed for a while, and Lu Man was surprised to see two people sitting on the front steps.

Sitting there was an old lady, followed by a middle-aged woman of outstanding temperament, but cold and cold.

The two did not look like locals in this small town. Although the clothes they wore were plain, they were not cheap.

Moreover, the temperament of the two looked like it did not come out of this small town, but like everyone's nobility.

The old lady squeezed her ankle. "Ouch, oh". When Lu Man and He Mengmeng came over, they looked at Lu Man and looked down at her ankle, yelling, "Ouch, ouch".

When the old lady lowered her head and pinched her ankle, her elbow secretly poked Shen Nuo's leg next to it.

Shen Nuo's eyes twitched, and then he looked at Lu Man with a poker face.