But no matter how beautiful the night is, there will always be a moment of separation. ., Iron Block left first because he couldn't stay away from Yuan Xiaoyi for too long. Then Brick and Peach left. As usual, I asked Li Xiaojie and the others to see them off so that they wouldn't have to climb over the wall again.
In the next few days, I stayed in the dormitory to recuperate. During the day, Li Xiaojie and the others went to class, and Wen Xin sneaked in to take care of me. Although the male dormitory of the vocational college is strictly controlled, there are still ways for girls to sneak in. Tiekuai came to change the medicine for me every night. I could clearly feel that my injuries were healing quickly. I could get out of bed and walk freely in a few days. It was indeed better than the treatment in the hospital. Liu Xiangrong came to me once every day at noon and evening, and shamelessly asked me for a cigarette. From him, I also got some fragmentary information.
For example, Nie Yuanlong and Qiu Feng are getting closer and closer, and he has indeed been investigating the matter between me and Zhang Xiaoyong; for example, Qiu Feng is very tight-lipped, insisting that I was the first to kill Zhang Xiaoyong, and forcing Nie Yuanlong to give an explanation; for example, Nie Yuanlong has been running out these days, and no one knows what he is doing...
But I know that this guy is probably going to find a cheaper source of goods. Based on the above points, Nie Yuanlong has given up on protecting me. Obviously, "continue to be stable, even if it means making less money" is much more important than "protecting brothers to the end, even at the cost of going to war with Qiu Feng." After so many days of contact, I have long seen through what kind of person Nie Yuanlong is, so it is not surprising that he made such a decision. In addition, I didn't regard him as a brother, so I didn't feel sad.
The only pity is that I have been in his gang for so many days, but I am about to be kicked out before I have done anything. Moreover, there is a troublesome enemy, Qiu Feng. But I am not afraid anymore. I already have more than a hundred people, plus the forty or fifty people of the mustache, so I am qualified to fight any big boss. Even if they want to destroy me, they must lose a lot of skin. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt heroic and didn't feel any trouble at all. I continued to live a leisurely life and asked Li Xiaojie to buy me some wine. Originally, I couldn't drink when I was injured, but Tiekuai didn't care about me. He said, "Anyway, I won't die from drinking." Have you ever seen such a surgeon?
Two days later, I could not only move freely, but also punch and kick. I had to admire Tiekuai's superb medical skills and magical medicine. But according to him, medicine is important, but the physical fitness of the injured is also important. I asked him happily about my physical fitness, and he only said two words: "average." I was quite unconvinced. When I was beaten with steel pipes in Beiqi, I could recover after a while even if I was knocked unconscious. How could this physical fitness be called average? Then what should we call Li Mingyang who was beaten with bare hands and had to lie down for a month?
On this day, Li Xiaojie and the others went to class. As usual, Wen Xin stayed in the dormitory to talk to me. This girl is generous. When she gets angry, she doesn't need to be coaxed. She comes back happily. This makes people like her very much. While chatting, my cell phone suddenly rang. I took it out and was shocked. It turned out to be the prop master. That day, I was chased by Zhang Xiaoyong. I met him once in the building. Later, I didn't know where he went. I guess he left on his own after seeing that the mission was cancelled.
What did he want to talk to me about now? I picked up the phone curiously and asked him what he wanted. He first politely asked me about my injury, and I honestly told him that I was almost well. Then the prop master said, "Well... you were seriously injured a few days ago, and I didn't want to bother you. Now that you are better, I will tell you. Although the work was not done that day, it is your problem, not mine. So shouldn't you pay the money? Even if you don't pay the full amount, you should pay for the travel expenses and so on." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that this is the truth. I can't let him make a trip in vain, and maybe I will need him in the future, so I said generously, "Of course, I will pay you the full amount. Let's make an appointment at a place, and I will find a brother to take it to you." Then we made an appointment at a place and a time, and when Li Xiaojie came back, I asked him to make the trip.
In the afternoon, Li Xiaojie came back. He did not come back alone, but brought the prop master with him. The prop master's surname is Gai, and I usually call him Master Gai. At this moment, I smiled and said, "Master Gai, why are you here? Didn't you pay enough?" Master Gai is not old, and looks very young, but out of respect, everyone calls him Master Gai. Master Gai is stern and serious. He said, "Actually, I don't have to take this money. After all, I didn't do any work. When I was on the crew, I was stood up many times, and I never saw them compensate me."
I smiled and said, "Isn't this what you should give? Master Gai made another trip just for this?" Master Gai said, "This is only one reason. There is another." I asked, "What is the second reason?" Master Gai continued, "Asking you for money is a test of your sincerity. Now that you have passed the test, I will give you a big gift. I have a feeling that this thing must be very important to you. But as it is none of my business, I have never taken it out." As he said that, he took out a DV player.
"Although I'm a prop master, my dream is actually to be a director." Master Gai introduced: "When the time comes, I can use whichever prop master I want, and I can ask whoever I want to deliver lunch boxes. So I carry a DV camera with me and hone my directing skills all the time." These words are very inspiring. Sure enough, a prop master who doesn't want to deliver lunch boxes is not a good director.
I nodded and said, "Master Gai, I hope to see your directorial work on the screen soon."
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