Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Zhang Xiao just sat on the sofa and smiled faintly: "These are all forensic professional books, girl, it's normal for you to not understand."

"Oh oh."

When Ning Huanxin heard Zhang Xiao’s words, she nodded her head with relief. She couldn’t read those books, but she knew that they were very professional books by reading the title, such as Human Anatomy and Histology and Embryology. ", and the books that fascinated Ning Huan most were "Forensic Toxicology" and "Analysis of Poisons."

poison?

Zhang Xiao seems to be very keen on this, because this category of books is the most, and from the old and new content of those books, we can see that they have been read a lot.

…………

At noon, Zhang Xiao fry two dishes to go with the wine, but he did not expect that this old man is still a good-natured man who can get into the kitchen.

Ning Huanxin has been thinking about those books all the time, worrying deeply.

However, Wang Nianping kept winking at Ning Huanxin, and Ning Huanxin successfully received Director Wang's signal.

Therefore, Wang Nianping was in charge of chatting with Zhang Xiao, and the two men were both knowledgeable and experienced people, and they really felt like they were too late to meet each other.

Ning Huanxin was responsible for filling Zhang Xiao with wine. After drinking for a long time, only half of the three pots of wine remained.

At this time, Zhang Xiao was already drunk and her eyes drifted.

Seeing that the weather is almost the same, Wang Nianping immediately asked about Zhangjiazhen’s past in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, what's the matter with those deserted graves outside our village? I always feel a little weird, no Didn’t you die from the famine in the village?"

"famine?"

Hearing Wang Nianping's words, Zhang Xiao suddenly laughed strangely: "Our village was blessed by the river **** before, so how could there be a famine?"

"River God?"

This is the first time Wang Nianping heard people mention the River God, and he immediately came to the spirit: "Brother Zhang, what is the River God? Is there any allusion in it?"

Speaking of River God, Zhang Xiao’s smile is a bit complicated, perhaps the most drunk, or perhaps some words have been hidden in my heart for decades and have been in nowhere to vent.

So at this time, he finally opened the chatterbox, and slowly took the river outside the town and the worship of the river **** in Zhangjia Village and Lijia Village a hundred years ago.

Hearing this, Wang Nianping's eyes glowed--

Worship the river god?

This, this is really good material!

If the local allusions are combined with the plot, wouldn't it be more gimmicky when the film is released?

"Brother Zhang, I have to go back in a hurry."

Wang Nianping is a creative director. Now that he has an idea in his mind, he needs to record it immediately. Inspiration waits for no one! Besides, he has to hurry up to discuss with other people in the director team.

At this moment, he didn't want to wait for a second.

"Xiaoning, are you going back?"

Wang Nianping stood up and walked outside while talking.

And Ning Huanxin was still sitting in the distance: "Brother Wang, you go back first! I'm drinking with Brother Zhang!"

Ning Huanxin had known about the river god, she didn't come this time to ask about that, she had more important things to ask Zhang Xiao.

"Well, then I'll go back first."

Wang Nianping went out happily. At this time, he was full of new ideas and good plots, but he didn't know that it was his brainstorming this time that caused the subsequent crew to suffer...

At this time, Ning Huanxin and Zhang Xiao were the only ones left in the room. She raised the flask and poured Zhang Xiao a glass of wine, before speaking again in a low voice.