The National Male God of System Rebirth

Chapter 1172: (Eight more)

  The fact that Zheng Haoren said, in fact, in most of the crew, no one will sort these things.

  Guo Xinlan originally lowered her head and saw a shadow in front of her. Then she put down the things in her hand and slowly raised her head.

First he smiled at Zheng Haoren, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled unhurriedly and said, “I’m really an occupational disease. As you know, my college major is a visual communication. Some things, I have an inexplicable obsessive-compulsive disorder. I think about these things, knowing that they will mess up, but I'm still willing to sort them out."

   "You sort these but no one pays you." Zheng Haoren said jokingly.

Guo Xinlan also laughed: "I don't want to work for money! My motto in life has always been'Don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice!'. In fact, I have always felt that there are many things in the world that cannot be measured with money. I believe , Do you feel that way too?"

   Zheng Haoren was shocked when he heard Guo Xinlan's words.

  It was a joke, but Guo Xinlan responded so seriously.

"In fact, many people think that my ideas are too idealistic. In this materialistic society, I can't go far. Sooner or later, I will be blinded by these vast mists and lose my heart. Too many people tell me After that, I myself will start to wonder if I can really persist."

   "So, when I saw the filming of this time, I was obliged to come, regardless of payment, don't remember the loss, I just want to indulge myself one more time before I enter the big dye tank of society."

  Guo Xinlan muttered.

  Probably because of the success of the filming today. I'm too excited, so I want to talk about these things when I see people.

  Zheng Haoren could not help but think about the meaning of Guo Xinlan’s words, things that cannot be measured with money?

  There are indeed, and there are many more.

  If you take the most recent events.

  That is probably the script of this "Soul Ferry". His script is good enough. If he wants, many people will be willing to invest in his script, and he is a well-known director, but he chose to use this script to rectify Tsinghua's name.

  When he made this decision, it was not all for his sister. More often, he felt that this matter was worthwhile.

  He felt that these young people would treat their scripts well.

  Regardless of whether the script is good or bad, he thinks it is worth it.

  Guo Xinlan saw Zheng Haoren not speaking, and her fingers swayed in front of his eyes: "What's the matter? What are you thinking? In fact, I just asked casually! It doesn't matter if you don't feel this way!"

  Zheng Haoren curled his thin lips and smiled at Guo Xinlan, then he actually bent down and sorted out the props that Guo Xinlan hadn't finished just now.

   "Come on, then I will help you with it."

  Zheng Haoren raised his head while sorting out the props with his hands, and said softly to Guo Xinlan.

  Guo Xinlan was shocked for a few seconds, and then joined Zheng Haoren.

ten minutes later.

  Guo Xinlan put her hand on her waist and wiped a sweat on her head. He breathed a sigh of relief and happily said, “It’s really more efficient for two people, so I can sort it out so quickly.”

   "It seems that now I also have the experience of doing things regardless of money." Zheng Haoren joked.

  ……

   Zheng Haoren’s home.

  Zheng Jing approached Zheng Haoren suspiciously and looked at Zheng Haoren mysteriously.