Si Chen looked at the masterpiece of the soul painter below, and his whole body suddenly went emo!

Not to mention the plane, it’s cute, cute and chubby.

Even the cow and the sheep are masterpieces that are on the verge of abstraction and freehand painting!

That character "chen" is the real impressionism.

Si Chen seriously suspected that the eldest brother who painted these was designated as the eldest Xian'er in the company.

Of course, this does not prevent him from chasing after him.

The brothers driving below quickly noticed the sound of the helicopter.

They slowly parked the car on the roadside overgrown with grass and waited.

Si Chen piloted the Apache and landed slowly. The strong air flow caused the nearby grass to sway crazily and collapsed a large area.

The two people on the dilapidated oil tanker truck had already disembarked, staring at Si Chen's Apache with bright eyes, full of curiosity.

"Brother Chen, we were ordered to wander slowly, waiting for you to come!"

The one who spoke loudly was a young-looking comrade.

The strong wind brought by the Apache propeller blew his large gray and white work clothes backwards.

The exposed physique outline is very thin, with the unique appearance of a young man.

The other one, who looked younger than him, also laughed and said:

"You turn off that big plane, and we will refuel you!"

Si Chen didn't answer and asked instead: "What are your names? Are you only seventeen or eighty?"

The two young comrades were stunned for a moment and scratched their heads honestly:

"I am seventeen, and my name is Xiao Wu; he is sixteen, and his name is Xiao Wen!"

Si Chen nodded, then nodded again.

Xindanzi, so he performs tasks with little technical content, and he is also in a safe rear, following orders.

Looking at them, Si Chen inexplicably thought of his cousins, Mao Yuanchao and Song Yunhu.

"Brother Chen, despite our young age, we are very clever!"

"We have been driving alternately this whole way. The leather is strong and durable!"

The two little brothers patted their chests and boasted, very youthful.

"Sure! Da Ji Ling, come on, help Brother Chen hold the fire extinguisher!"

Si Chen's words aroused greater curiosity from the two of them, and Xiao Wu asked:

"Why are you holding a fire extinguisher?"

Si Chen pointed to the Apache who was still turning the propeller and said:

"I'll refuel, and you'll be holding the fire extinguisher next to me. If there's a fire, you'll rush up and put out the fire as hard as you can!"

The two young comrades became silent for a moment.

The man who was originally responsible for holding the fire extinguisher stood behind Si Chen and laughed.

That Xiao Wu's expression is really uglier than crying!

Xiaowen had automatically and consciously retreated three meters away.

Relying on his cleverness, he pulled the fuel nozzle.

In order to relieve the other party's nervousness, Si Chen asked:

"Did you paint the painting on the oil tank?"

"Ah? Oh, no, it's Xiaowen." As he said that, he pointed to the young comrade who was pulling the oil pipe over.

"Xiaowen, your artistic level is pretty good!" Si Chen patted brother Xiaowen on the shoulder.

Xiaowen smiled shyly and handed the oil gun to Si Chen with some embarrassment.

"That's right! Xiaowen is the literary and artistic backbone of our class. As long as you give him a pen, he will be assigned to you for his wonderful writing!"

Speaking of this, Comrade Xiao Wu became very excited.

Not afraid of catching fire, he crouched behind Si Chen and helped pull the oil pipe.

The strong wind brought by the propeller forced them to move forward slowly with their backs bent.

Since the oil gun is not specialized in refueling Apaches, it is much thinner than the refueling inlet.

Si Chen needs to hold the oil gun all the time.

Xiaowen saw that his companion was not afraid of catching fire, so he boldly came over and stood on tiptoes to look curiously.

The legendary Apache!

Who can not be curious?

Xiao Wu, who has a warm personality, is holding a fire extinguisher and yelling next to him:

"Brother Chen, let me tell you, the painting on the oil tanker was painted by Xiaowen with a mop!"

Si Chen:......-_-||

Mop? Thank you!

After filling up the tank, Si Chen waved goodbye to the two little brothers:

"Thank you both! See you when we return home! Treat you to something delicious!"

"No thanks! It's all for building a beautiful motherland!" This was Xiaowen's reply.

"We agreed to treat us to a meal, a big dinner!" Xiao Wu became more sincere.

For this reason, Xiao Wen also used his arm to gently turn Xiao Wu.

Si Chen saw through it but didn't tell them, and waved goodbye to them: "Let's go!"

After boarding the Apache, the altitude gradually climbed, and the two people on the ground became smaller and smaller in the dusk until they were invisible.

…

Domestic, a certain film and television city.

Si Ruhua once again received an important role in the big production "Heroes of the Water Margin".

This time, she plays the role of Hu Sanniang, who has a beautiful face and outstanding martial arts skills.

Originally, the director approached her and wanted to play Pan Jinlian, but Si Ruhua did not agree.

The director also wanted her to play the role of the powerful Li Shishi, but Si Ruhua still refused.

Her original words were: "Director, I want to break away from the shackles of beauty and play the role of Sun Erniang, who has a richer character growth."

The director was drinking water and almost choked to death!

"The poem is as picturesque as it sounds. Sun Erniang is a dominatrix. She runs a black shop and sells human flesh buns!"

The director thought to himself, you are the head of a mainland jade girl, aren't you destroying your image?

He didn't say it clearly, but turned around and said, "You are not suitable for your age."

"It fits. I think it fits very well. I'm 28 this year!"

Director:...-_-||

"Other actresses wish they were eighteen years old, but how about you, who keep insisting to me that you are 28?"

"No, no, you are in the spotlight and your bright future must not be ruined in my hands."

"Well, how about there being a suitable character, Hu Sanniang?"

Si Ruhua thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

On the day when filming started, it was Song Jiang who led people to attack Zhujiazhuang.

As Zhu Biao's fiancée, Hu Sanniang wants to lead people to rescue him.

As for the group performances, troops will be mobilized nearby again.

What a coincidence!

Jiang Shan brought people here.

Si Ruhua was riding a horse and saw an off-road vehicle coming in from a distance.

In the passenger seat, Jiang Shan was wearing casual clothes, with a pair of toad glasses on the bridge of his nose.

One hand was hanging by the car window, holding a cigarette.

That lazy and leisurely look, vaguely, has a hint of gangsterism and a hint of ruthlessness.

After the car stopped, Jiang Shan opened the door and came down, took a puff of cigarette, threw it on the ground, and destroyed it.

The director quickly ran over and greeted Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan's expression was always light, polite and distant.

He pointed to the people around him and asked the director to talk to him.

Then, Jiang Shan strode towards Si Ruhua.

After being out in the ocean for a month, my man seems to be tanned again!

The corners of Si Ruhua's mouth curved wider and wider, and he could no longer hold it down.

After Jiang Shan came over, she pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head and smiled softly:

"Come down!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands as if to pick up a little girl, trying to get his wife off the horse.

Si Ruhua pursed her lips and snickered, her beautiful eyes shining with hope, she bent down, covered her mouth and said softly:
Chapter completed!