On the third night of Zhou Jin's arrival in the no-man's land, nothing happened.

Although they still took turns keeping vigil, there seemed to be no wild wolves in this no-man's land, and they did not see any wild beasts except rabbits and eagles.

After all, this is still the sphere of human activity, and the biggest danger does not come from the beasts, but from the humans themselves.

When the ancient generals went out to fight, the civilian officials controlled the grain and grass, and if they controlled the grain and grass, they could control the army in front.

The current Zhou Jin and Huang Bo are like soldiers on the march, Ning Hao is the supervisor of the grain transportation in the rear, deliberately controlling their daily food, and doing things with all their strength.

Zhou Jin was very suspicious of Ning Hao's intentions, could it be that he just took something to eat and wanted to encourage us to kill each other?

And then what about experiencing the cruelty and indifference of no man's land?

Come on, he, Zhou Jin, is such a backbone person.

Isn't it just a roast chicken, tear off a chicken's crotch and give it to Huang Bo, isn't it okay?

But when the chicken was big and put in front of Huang Bo's eyes, he chose to refuse, and then ate boiled noodles three times a day.

This made Zhou Jin very worried.

On the morning of the fourth day, the two woke up and began to head towards the horizon with the rising sun.

They had to complete the task of walking ten kilometers a day prescribed by Ning Hao, looking for the so-called "loneliness and vicissitudes".

"How do you think we know when we've walked ten kilometers?" Zhou Jin asked.

Huang Bo looked at the rising sun hanging on the gray Grand Canyon and said, "Let's go to noon, we'll go back at noon." ”

Step by step, they walked in the direction of the sun, and everywhere they saw was loess and weeds, and the world seemed extremely vast.

In such a grand background, people seem very small.

Zhou Jin looked up, and could only occasionally see a goshawk, hovering under the blue sky.

Other than that, no living creature is ever seen.

The only one of its kind is Huang Bo.

In such a situation, it is easy for one to feel lonely.

So the two of them began to chat, from Kubrick's movie, to the Swiss female teacher, from the Lingbo microstep of Wuliang Mountain, to the dehydrated three-body man, from the black-bellied three generations of Hokage, to the long-lived three generations.

Here, they can talk about everything.

It's not that they are too close to each other, it's that they're afraid.

Walking in an empty no-man's land, not talking or making some noise, it is really insecure.

This continued until the tenth day.

Since they had to hike every morning, by the time they returned to the abandoned mine at noon, they were both very tired.

Zhou Jin chose to sit on the side of the road, waiting for the Wang Shuangbao brothers, driving a big truck to deliver supplies.

Huang Bo chose to go to the tent to lie down in the corpse, because he had no expectations for the big truck, anyway, he would come every day, and when he came, he would send some water and noodles, and there was something to wait for.

"Dudu~" The horn of the big truck came.

Zhou Jin jumped up from the ground in surprise, "You guys are here." ”

Wang Shuangbao and Baduo can be said to be one of the few living people Zhou Jin has seen these days.

"Now, Director Ning said, the Long March, you have already completed a third of the way, and I will give you more food today. ”

Wang Shuangbao dragged down two sacks from the truck, "In addition to food, there are also shampoo, toothbrushes and toothpaste, you can also take care of yourself." ”

When Zhou Jin pulled out the toothbrush from the sack, he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

God is pitiful, in the past ten days, they have hardly taken care of themselves, unkempt, Zhou Jin doubts whether he is going to become a wild man.

"Hiroko, look what they're brought!"

Zhou Jin picked up the sack and ran to the tent in surprise.

Huang Bo was lying in the tent, he opened his eyes, looked at the blue tent roof, didn't say a word, and his face sank like water.

These days, he has been eating boiled noodles in clear water, and seeing that Zhou Jin is either roasting chicken or pork ribs every day, it is false to say that he is not greedy.

But the next day, when Ning Hao curtailed their food, Huang Bo was keenly aware of his intentions.

Because when he got the script of No Man's Land, he and Ning Hao had a disagreement.

This disagreement stems from their different understandings of no man's land.

Ning Hao stubbornly believes that in the no-man's land, all rules, morals and laws are gone, and everyone is being pushed by the no-man's land.

However, he has some different opinions, although the environment can affect a person, but a person's nature is indelible.

Take the bandit he played, although he is very vicious, but don't the bandits have their own rules?

A living person, even in a no-man's land, must have his own set of principles for survival, which may be righteousness or superstition.

It doesn't matter what it is, the important thing is that there must be.

To put it bluntly, the difference between the two is that Ning Hao completely treats the characters as tools and is pushed by the plot, while Huang Bo tends to promote the plot by the inner changes of the characters.

These two differences are more due to the difference in the creative concepts of Ning Hao and Guan Hu.

In Ning Hao's movies, there are few characters that can resonate with the audience, and what the audience talks about is often the plot.

Guan Hu is diametrically opposed, looking at his works, the audience may not remember the plot, but they must be able to remember the characters in it that are close to the real ones.

Therefore, Huang Bo, who has been following Guan Hu, is inevitably influenced by Guan Hu and has differences with Ning Hao.

So, Ning Hao threw Zhou Jin and Huang Bo into this waste mine.

In addition to making them feel lonely and vicissitudes, Ning Hao also wanted to take this opportunity to convince Huang Bo.

Don't you want rules, I'll give you a rule.

Eating somen noodles with water every day, and then watching others eat roast chicken and pork ribs, can you really bear it?

It's like a silent battle. If Huang Bo wins, he can perform according to his own ideas, otherwise, he can only obey Ning Hao.

Poor Zhou Jin didn't know anything about this, otherwise he wouldn't have swaggered and eaten and drunk in front of Huang Bo every time.

It's okay to tear a chicken leg and tease Huang Bo.

"Brother Bo, Brother Bo, look, let's have dinner today!"

Zhou Jin smiled happily, carried the sack into the tent, and poured out all the food and drink at once.

There are eggs, milk, bread, roast chicken, pork ribs, and somen noodles.

Huang Bo sat up and looked at the delicious food, his throat moving slightly.

"I ate a lot today, half of the two of us, get some water after eating, wash up, I'm uncomfortable these days. ”

Zhou Jin chattered and began to share the food.

Huang Bo grabbed a rib, pinched it and put it down, "I, I'm going to cook noodles." ”

Then I took the noodles and went to the back of the house.

Zhou Jin looked confused, looking at his back, at a loss.

He knew early on that there was no shortage but no inequality.

He eats and drinks here, and Huang Bo goes to eat boiled noodles in clear water, so can he sleep peacefully at night?

"Brother Bo, there is no one here, you eat with me, no one knows, what are you polite to me?"

Zhou Jin came to the back of the house with food, sat next to Huang Bo, and began to tempt.

"Even if Director Ning asks you to lose weight, what does it matter if you eat a meal, you see that I am fat like this, no one will find out. ”

"Look, this roast chicken is so fragrant, it's drooling when you smell it......"

Zhou Jin pretended to be pretending, but the saliva really flowed out.

Huang Bo looked at him expressionlessly, struggling in his heart.

This guy in front of him, like a snake in the Garden of Eden, is tempting himself, but he still comes with some good intentions.

This made Huang Bo have nowhere to fire.

And those things about him and Ning Hao can't be said at all, and even if they do, Zhou Jin may not be able to understand them.

Many things are like this, say it, it seems hypocritical, don't say it, it's very aggrieved.

"!" he cursed in a low voice.

"What?" Zhou Jin was stunned.

"I said, get out~"

Huang Bo lowered his head and fiddled with the noodles, no longer looking at Zhou Jin.