Chapter 276
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"Just because Lu Man is here to help. If it wasn't for Lu Man, we wouldn't have been able to start filming today." Xu Fenglai said in a low voice, "Bai Shuangshuang, don't blow this up and attract Director Sun. It won't look good on you then. Lu Man's schedule for filming these few days was set by Director Sun himself. "
Bai Shuangshuang let go, her expression flickering.
She had really underestimated Lu Man.
Xu Fenglai helped Lu Man check in.
Sun Yiwu said to Lu Man, "You just have to arrive before noon for your shoot tomorrow. Your shoot is in the afternoon, but we need to do your makeup and styling. Tomorrow's shoot will be at the temple on the mountain. "
Lu Man bade farewell to Sun Yiwu and returned to his room. He found that the electric heater that Han Zhuoli had mentioned had already been prepared at the hotel.
Lu Man called Han Zhuoli, but he couldn't get through. He was probably still on the plane.
Thus, he could only send a message to Han Zhuoli, telling him that everything was fine here.
Looking at the time, Xia Qingwei was also asleep. Thus, he also sent a message to Xia Qingwei, telling her not to worry.
The next day, Sun Yiwu specially asked his assistant, He Mengmeng, to pick up Lu Man.
The small town was not big, and there was only one temple. The temple on the mountain could be seen after leaving 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 of the small town in Diannan were especially devout, so they all walked up the mountain to the temple.
The mountain was not high, and there were stone steps.
Lu Man and He Mengmeng climbed halfway up the mountain. He Mengmeng was already panting from exhaustion. "The crew climbed up early in the morning to film. The cameraman still has to carry the filming equipment, and there's also the lighting technician and the big lighting board. I really don't know how they climbed up. I climbed up empty-handed, and I'm already exhausted. "
Lu Man took out his phone and looked at the time. "There's still quite a lot of time. Do you want to rest?"
He Mengmeng shook her head. "Forget it. I'm afraid that if I rest, I won't want to climb up even more."
"Good luck then."
He Mengmeng saw that Lu Man was not panting and asked in surprise, "Don't you feel tired?"
"I exercise regularly, so I feel fine." Lu Man looked up to see how high they were. "I've seen the filming schedule. There are still a few more days of filming up there. Can you hold on like this?"
He Mengmeng sighed. "I can't help it. Who asked me to be in this line of work? I have to climb up even if I cry to death."
Lu Man grabbed He Mengmeng's arm. "I'll hold you. It'll be easier for you."
He Mengmeng was surprised. "Miss Lu, you're so nice. To be honest, I've never seen an artist like you. "
"I'm not an artist," Lu Man said with a smile.
After climbing for a while, Lu Man was surprised to see two people sitting on the steps in front of them.
Sitting there was an old lady, and beside her was a middle-aged woman who had an outstanding temperament but was as cold as an iceberg.
The two of them didn't look like locals of this small town. Although their clothes were plain, they weren't cheap.
And from their temperament, they didn't look like they came from this small town. Instead, they looked like aristocrats.
The old lady pinched her ankle and cried out, "Aiyo, aiyo." When she saw Lu Man and He Mengmeng coming over, she glanced at Lu Man and lowered her head to pinch her ankle again. "Aiyo, aiyo."
When the old lady lowered her head to pinch her ankle, she secretly poked Shen Nuo's leg with her elbow.
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