Superstars of Tomorrow

After the crew is finished, the actors will go back in batches according to their own work arrangements.

The staff in charge of post-production will stay in Weixing for a period of time. The actors, except for a small number of actors who are not in a hurry to go back, are all eager to go back to work on their careers. Those who stayed were not all post-production personnel, and some actors planned to travel around Weixing before going back.

During this period of time, Fang Zhao and those stuntmen raced the car twice.

The roar of the locomotive, the flying dust, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

Salo looked hot and wanted to go up and follow Biao.

But as far as Sarona's driving skills are concerned, to drive a speeding car, you need to turn on smart driving. If you drive this kind of two-wheeled locomotive from the century-old era, it will probably overturn as soon as you run out.

For the sake of Sa Luo's life safety, and for the sake of his own professional future plans, the manager stopped Sa Luo. Although it was inevitable that he would be scolded by Sa Luo, he had long been used to it, and his heart was calm.

In the end, there was no other way, Sa Luo just rode on the motorcycle and posed in a cool pose to take pictures, at least he could show off on the Internet and pretend to be cool, fooling those netizens who didn't know the truth.

I don't know if it was because of the inspiration I found while racing with Fang Zhao. After the car was finished, those stuntmen planned to go back and suggested to several super motorcycle companies in Mars Island to hold a large-scale cross-country race here in Weixing.

"The arena in Mars Island is too dense. In recent years, I feel that the venue is more and more limited, and the drag racing can't be fast." A stuntman took off his helmet. Although Fang Zhao dragged and lost again, this kind of The wanton feeling of galloping made him very excited.

Most of these stuntmen are from Mars, and Mazhou people seem to have a gene that is crazy about competition, even the pain of falling during the competition. It also fascinates them.

The development of science and technology has given birth to many new competitive events, and as time goes by, Mazhou people are now obsessed with some ancient competitive games from the old century or before the old century. They had been racing around the pristine sandy terrain outside the filming area on vintage dirt bikes from the century.

The stuntman's eyes flashed with fanaticism, "The wind and rain, lightning and thunder, listening to the roar of the engine, breaking out from the splashing mud, climbing over the steep hillside, and flying over the stone with the car, That kind of feeling, like an ancient knight, is honored! Fang Zhao, I can see that you also like this sport very much and understand our feelings. You have a very high talent in this area! Let’s go to Mazhou !Go to the arena to fight! Feel the charm of ancient sports! That is a completely different feeling from e-sports!"

Fang Zhao: "Not interested."

Enough in my previous life.

Under the disappointed eyes of the stuntmen, Fang Zhao rode his bike back to the set, returned the motorcycle, paid the rental and maintenance fees, and headed towards the music center.

Now there are quite a lot of people in the music center. The actors and crew members who have no tasks and are just waiting for the next flight to go back will come to the music center to watch the performance if they don’t want to go out for a stroll.

Every time Fang Zhao comes here, he always goes to Mo Lang.

Mo Lang left him a message yesterday, asking him to come over when he has time in the next two days. It's not an urgent matter, but he just wants to share his experience in arrangement.

Ninety percent of the finale of Mo Lang's ten-minute play has been completed, and there are still some unsatisfactory parts that will be slightly revised, and will be recorded after the changes are satisfactory.

Since Fang Zhao also contributed in the finale of this play, Mo Lang directly asked Fang Zhao to sign a confidentiality contract. At that time, Fang Zhao's name will be written on the position of the arrangement, second only to Mo Lang's. , the second arranger position.

After signing the contract, Mo Lang showed Fang Zhao the complete score, which was also conducive to discussing the arrangement.

During the half-hour discussion with Mo Lang today, Fang Zhao's communicator made a rapid sound.

It's not urgent, it won't be this voice. Looking at the caller again, Fang Zhao's eyelids twitched, "Sorry, answer the call first."

The point is Hoy. As the commander of Weixing Base, it is not important. Hoy will never communicate with Fang Zhao himself. And the only thing related to Fang Zhao at Weixing Base is Curly Hair.

Walking to the empty room on the side, Fang Zhao connected.

"There's an accident at the dog farm. Come here now, turn on precise positioning, and I'll send the person closest to your place to pick you up." Hoy's voice was so deep that he seemed to suppress his rage.

"Is the curly hair okay?" Fang Zhao asked.

"It's alive and kicking, but it's a little too excited. No one can get close to it now. You come out now, and we'll talk about it on the other way."

Huo Yi disconnected the communication without further ado.

Fang Zhao greeted Mo Lang and left quickly.

Fang Zhao came out from the gate of the music center. People who entered and exited the music center saw that Fang Zhao was in a hurry and was about to ask questions, but they heard the suspicious voices of other people around him.

Looking up, an unattractive aircraft landed, and after Fang Zhao went up, it left without a moment's notice.

"Was that just... a military aircraft?" Someone wondered.

"It seems to be used internally at the Weixing base. It is equipped with a new type of power and weapon system, and it is generally not used by outsiders." An actor who has acted in many military dramas said that he knows these things well and usually pays more attention to this aspect.

"So, it is rumored that Fang Zhao has a strong military background, is it true? Otherwise, how can Fang Zhao use such a lethal flying tool at Weixing Base?"

"I don't know about that, but I did see the qualities of some special-level military talents in Fang Zhao. I would definitely stay in the army for development. It would be better if he had a background, and he could go higher. Why did he Want to mix in the entertainment industry? It's really puzzling."

People in the entertainment industry have various speculations about Fang Zhao leaving in the aircraft of Weixing base in such a hurry, but more people are curious about the point - does Fang Zhao really have a strong military background?

Fang Zhao, who was going to the Weixing base by aircraft, didn't care what the people in the music center thought. On the way to the base, Fang Zhao contacted the base to find out what happened.

Hoy told him before that it was not nonsense that curly hair might be targeted by people, and that so many goods were intercepted, and many people's interests were lost. There are times of negligence, and the internal team of Weixing Base is not monolithic, and it will be more complicated after the expansion of the army.

There was no transport ship arriving today, and there were few security check tasks at the airport. After walking around with Curly in the morning, the person in charge let Curly go back to the dog farm to rest. Today the dogs in the kennel are resting, there is no training task, and in broad daylight, the people guarding around the kennel did not expect that someone would dare to assassinate a dog here!

Although the other party failed, the soldiers around the dog field did not catch anyone, and in a blink of an eye, Curly rushed out of the dog field and ran away!

The rest of the dog farm kept the rest of the dogs in the field, the dog farm sent people to guard, and another team went to chase Curly.

The team quickly chased the curly hair back, but the dog changed from being gentle to people before, and became very fierce, barking all the time.

When Fang Zhao entered the base, he heard a dog barking.

A dog breeder who was waiting there explained to Fang Zhao: "Since it was found, it has not been approached by anyone. When approached, it roared wildly, bared its teeth, and tightened its guard. It has not yet entered the base. Seeing that it was so fierce, the veterinarian came to look at it, but did not find any injuries on it. After a rough scan with an instrument, it said that the internal organs and bones were all good, but because there was no way to check it closely, it was impossible to confirm whether it was really fine. The commander said to wait for you to come over first. If you can't make it calm down, then use other methods."

The feeder and trainer, as well as the lieutenant colonel who is usually responsible for leading it, are treated the same, and they cannot approach it. There is no other way but to wait for Fang to call it over.

When he saw Fang Zhao, the curly hair quickly ran to Fang Zhao's side, humming a few times as if he was wronged, although he didn't bark anymore, he was still not very friendly to other people, and would bark his teeth and growl when anyone approached it.

Fang Zhao stretched out his hand to stroke the curly hair, firstly to comfort it, and secondly to check if there was any injury on its body.

"It's okay." Fang Zhao said.

Huo Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Ask the veterinarian to check it again, do a blood test, etc., to prevent some drug-related damage."

However, just as the veterinarian took a step closer, Curly started barking again, this time it stopped after only two barks, but still stared at the veterinarian, growling warningly from his throat, showing sharp canine teeth .

Fang Zhao patted it lightly, and the low roar stopped.

"Tell me what's going on? Just pick what you can say." Fang Zhao said to Huo Yi. When we brought it here before, we had an agreement, and I have the right to know if something goes wrong.

Huo Yi took a deep breath, frowned tightly, raised his hand, and asked the lieutenant colonel with curly hair to explain to Fang Zhao.

The lieutenant colonel gave Fang Zhao a brief explanation, similar to what Fang Zhao asked on the road.

"Have you caught anyone yet?" Fang Zhao asked again.

As soon as this was mentioned, Hoy's face darkened even more, and he remained silent. Obviously he has no face.

The lieutenant colonel pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "The other party should be a veteran, and we haven't found anyone yet. We also brought out two dogs that are good at tracking from the kennel, but the smell was gone. The surrounding surveillance didn't capture anyone either. The sentinel system did not issue an early warning. According to the clues found so far, there should be only one person who fired the shot."

The lieutenant colonel handed Fang Zhao an analysis result, "Although the opponent's figure was not captured, the sentinel system recorded the sound at that time. After processing, filtering and screening, the system analyzed the results, and the opponent fired three shots. , luckily none of them hit."

Fang Zhao gave Curly the hand that touched his fur. He knew that the base must have found much more than that, but even if he asked about some of them, the base would not tell him.

After thinking for a while, Fang Zhao asked again: "Where did the opponent's three shots go? Can I have a look at the bullets? I remember that you are equipped with live ammunition, not energy firearms."

Embarrassment flashed across the lieutenant colonel's face, and he looked at Hoy.

Howie nodded.

The lieutenant colonel continued: "Three shots, but only two bullets were found, one was on the ground in the dog shed, one was near the gate of the dog shed, and the remaining one...has not been found yet. We have expanded The scanning range, I believe it will be found soon."

"Please arrange a guest room. I'll take Curly to rest for a while. It was just stimulated and emotional. Now it's very wary of outsiders. I'll isolate it for a while and wait for it to recover before coming out." Fang Zhao said.

"Okay." Hoy agreed directly this time.

"Send me a copy of the surveillance video of the dog farm and the audio recorded by the surrounding sentinel system. The audio must be the original audio, not processed." Fang Zhao said again.

The lieutenant colonel looked suspicious: "You can't hear the original sound at all. The opponent's gun has a suppressor, because it is daytime, and there is still a lot of noise around, so you can't hear the gunshot without processing it."

"That's what I want." Fang Zhao nodded.

"Okay." Huo Yi's face was gloomy. The gloomyness was not directed at Fang Zhao, but only at today's matter.

Fang Zhao brought curly hair to the guest room arranged for them by the base. This is the guest house of the base, where foreign guests are entertained.

The curly hair has been closely following Fang Zhao's feet, and when there is no one else in the room, the tense feeling of the whole body relaxes slightly, and the tail also wags.

Fang Zhao walked around the room, and took out a palm-sized object from his pocket. This is an instrument for detecting and monitoring equipment. He didn't find the monitoring equipment, so he raised his hind legs to scratch the itchy curly hair on his back. Beckoning, "Come here."

The people at the base regard curly hair as the elite dogs from Muzhou Police Dog Academy, and feel that their IQ is much higher than other dogs. As long as they are trained and taught properly, they can understand a lot of words, which is similar to that of ten-year-old children. But after all, it is just a dog, and no matter how high the IQ and EQ are, it is impossible to compare with normal adults.

In the history of Muzhou, there were many dogs with super high IQ. The special living environment during the Mie Century period created many excellent fighting dog breeds. There are many tombstones of meritorious dogs in the Martyrs Cemetery in Muzhou.

But in the five hundred years of the new century, even if the dogs in Muzhou have inherited the high IQ of their ancestors, there is still a gap. Up to now, the dogs with really high IQ can be counted on two hands, and each one is a dog from Muzhou. Zhou Bao.

As for the curly hair, Fang Zhao didn't think it was any worse than the Muzhouzhou treasures recorded in the historical files.

Because it is different, Fang Zhao taught it to pretend, hide, and guard against outsiders a long time ago. Today, in front of Huo Yi and the others, Curly's defense is not because of this incident, but because of other reasons.

Fang Zhao squatted down and touched the curly dog's head: "There are no outsiders, what do you want to tell me?"

Curly groaned and yelled a few more times, as if he wanted to say something to Fang Zhao, but he couldn't understand the language.

Fang Zhao watched Curly Hair whimpering and calling softly at other times. He could only know that Curly Hair was trying to tell him something, but... the language barrier, he really couldn't fully understand what it wanted to say.

The poodle scratched its paws on the ground twice, as if it wanted to write, but gave up again, and then walked around in place, circling.

Fang Zhao watched the curly hair circling in circles, stepping on the ground with its paws. If it was on the grass outside, its behavior would usually be to flatten the grass on the ground first to prevent the grass from pricking its butt, and then...

shit.

In front of Fang Zhao, curly hair pulled a long strip.

Fang Zhao: "..."

After pulling the curly hair, he leaned closer and sniffed, then shrank his neck sharply, took two steps back, yelled softly, looked at Fang Zhao, then looked at the fresh poop, and continued yelling.

Fang Zhao was silent for a few seconds, then got up to find a pair of tweezers.

Half a minute later, Fang Zhao watched a severely deformed warhead being pulled out of the dog poop, and continued to remain silent.