Chapter 245

As soon as Miss Huang and miss he saw Zifeng's appearance, they knew that she was haunted by her little fan sister's mentality. They inevitably revealed to Han Fei: "you don't know. As soon as they heard that you were coming to the program, Zifeng began to take the initiative to apply for answering the phone."

Han Fei pretended to boast and said, "really? I said why, Zifeng answered the phone this time."

Purple Maple embarrassed bowed his head and reluctantly explained, "I don't have any." it made everyone laugh.

Peng Peng, who just went to put watermelon, came back and asked curiously, "what's so funny?"

"Ha ha ~ ~ ~" Han Fei waved his hand: "well, don't bully my younger martial sister. I just pinched this section. Don't let Mr. Tao see it, or I'll be in trouble at that time."

Sitting in the pavilion, the wind was blowing. Although the temperature was still a little high, it was not as hot as it was just now. Mr. He pretended to be curious and asked, "so Zifeng and Han Fei are two different sessions, but the same head teacher?"

Han Fei and Zifeng nodded.

Mr. Huang couldn't help blowing a wave at this time: "Although I left Beijing Film for a long time, many former colleagues and friends told me that Beijing film produced a very excellent young man. At first, I didn't believe that he could be better than me? Later, it was true. In the past two years, he has been a screenwriter, an investor, an actor and a company. Alas, the younger generation is terrible."

This is the sense of identity. To put it bluntly, with Mr. Huang's qualifications, can another person be as good as he was in those years? The first star in the mainland who has developed film and television songs and has made high achievements, but with the relationship between Beijing Film and television, Mr. Huang sincerely recognizes Han Fei, and blowing a wave is a beautiful talk.

Han Fei quickly and modestly said that he could not be compared with Mr. Huang. At this time, the host's sense of variety came out. He patted the table and said with a smile and scold: "you almost got it. This is the life we yearn for, not the life we boast about each other. We can't live like you?"

"Ha ha ~ ~ ~" everyone laughed.

Of course, Mr. He still gave face and helped Han Fei make a wave of advertisements. Mr. Huang looked at the sun outside: "it's getting late. Han Fei doesn't want to eat bamboo rice. Why don't you take two small ones to the back mountain to cut some bamboo? I'll see what else to eat at home. If I can't eat roast fish, I have to order."

Han Fei had no problem. Since he came, he had to make some contribution. Anyway, he couldn't help it. He went to the utility room under the leadership of pengpeng.

"Don't carry Purple Maple. Two baskets of bamboo are enough." Han Fei took two firewood knives.

All the way to the back mountain, pengpeng led the way in front. Han Fei let Zifeng walk in the middle. He broke behind. I heard that Xishuangbanna had many wild animals, but it was already a gathering place for human beings. At most, there were some birds that could not be named.

However, as soon as they entered the bamboo forest, they saw a grass flower snake, not to mention pengpeng and Purple Maple. Even the crew were startled.

Han Fei came forward and grabbed the snake's head, then rolled it in the air for several times, and the whole snake was wrapped around his wrist.

"This grass flower snake is not poisonous. Don't worry."

Even if Han Fei said so, Zifeng was afraid to come forward, but it didn't prevent her from paying tribute with adoring eyes.

It was not until Han Fei released the snake that the film crew breathed a sigh of relief. Pengpeng's face just turned white. At this time, he reacted.

"Brother Fei, how do you know the snake is not poisonous?"

Well, the title was changed and directly called brother Fei. Han Fei smiled: "in fact, I was afraid of snakes before. This wasn't [Fire 1941] some time ago. At that time, there was a clip of catching snakes."

"Ah? That scene is true?" Zifeng exclaimed, "I thought it was a double or a snake is fake."

Peng Peng also swallowed his saliva: "do you use real snakes now?"

Han Fei smiled: "not all the crew use real snakes, but it just happens that director Li asks for a mirror to the end, so the effect of real shooting will be better. In fact, the snake has pulled out its poisonous teeth, just like the grass flower snake, it is not poisonous."

Purple Maple patted his chest: "that's OK, but it's scary enough."

Han Fei takes out the firewood knife from the bamboo basket. Peng Peng is also looking for the target with the firewood knife. However, he is very careful when he walks with the grass flower snake.

Han Fei knocked on the bamboo and finally chose a fist thick bamboo: "Purple Maple, don't stand there. Later, the bamboo will fall to your place."

Zifeng hurried to get out of the way. Han Fei had waved the firewood knife. I have to say that the knife was really fast. Han Fei waved it hard, and the muscles on his shoulders and arms began to beat. There was a sense of power. The photographer had basically forgotten Peng Peng. Later, the editor and director couldn't see it, so he assigned a photographer to go to the top.

After Han Fei cut down a bamboo tree, he began to cut the bamboo into sections, and then put it into the bamboo basket: "come on, try it. The bamboo is very fragile. Look at it obliquely with the firewood knife, and then break it out. You can cut it off with more knives."

In fact, this is to give Zifeng a lens. This is the case with variety shows. The number of lenses completely depends on whether you have a sense of variety. Just like Wu Xin, even the host often has no sense of existence at all, and the limelight has been robbed by Xie Na.

Han Fei's move surprised the film crew secretly. It was the first time they met such a "humble" flying guest. They actually took the initiative to give the camera to others because Zifeng was his junior sister?

"Yeah!!!" Purple Maple finally cut out a qualified bamboo tube with great efforts and raised it to show off.

Han Fei patted her head and said with a smile, "it's almost the same. Let's go back."

Pengpeng also came down at this time, but when he saw the bamboo he cut, Han Fei almost blacked in front of him: "how hard it is for you to cut such a thin bamboo tube to pour rice in?"

"Ah?" Peng Peng scratched his head for a while. "I'm patronizing it. Can't I use it?"

Han Fei waved his hand: "forget it. Anyway, Zifeng and I cut enough for us to eat. Carry it back first. Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Sure enough, when he returned to the mushroom house, teacher he was happy when he saw the bamboo behind pengpeng: "pengpeng, we don't have pandas in the mushroom house. Why are you cutting such tender bamboo back?"

Mr. Huang shook his head when he saw it: "fortunately, Han Fei is reliable, otherwise we won't have bamboo rice tonight."

Wash the chopped bamboo tube. Han Fei breaks the bamboo knot at one end, and the inside of the bamboo tube is completely exposed. Wash it quickly, then spread it with gauze, and then pour in the rice that Mr. Huang has already soaked.

Unfortunately, it's too hot to burn with charcoal. You can only steam.

When the bamboo tube rice is steamed, Mr. Huang's dishes are also done. It's a simple home-made dish, but the ingredients are very fresh and the taste is quite good.

"Welcome to the mushroom house, cheers!"