After discussing the details of the equipment placement and some of the boat rentals, everyone went to work on their own preparations. Su Meng closed the thick plan, leaned back in the chair and rested for a while. His last film was a documentary on migratory birds across the entire hemisphere, regardless of the cost of investment and demanding shooting requirements, and finally presented a gorgeous picture of both fairy and fantasy, which won numerous praises and honors. It's just that he gradually knows where his bottleneck is, and the road to breaking the game is always tortuous, so let's rest for a while now, I'm too tired. After taking a nap, the executive came with a guide, a pair of ancestors and grandchildren, not tall but lean, with bright eyes, presumably fishermen from the fishing port. "This is our director and film crew, Uber. The executive said. Uber stared at the other party and asked directly, "Which island are you going to?"

"I'm going to go to these outlying islands nearby, and I'm going to go to Zhuzhi Island tomorrow first......

"No, no, no, that island can't work, do you want to die at this time?" Uber said politely, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. The assistant was a little angry, and he stepped forward to ask, "Uncle, why are you talking like that?"

was stopped by Su Meng, "Uber, can you tell me why?"

Uber glared and said, "There are too many undercurrents near that island, and even if you are lucky enough to get on the island, the geography of the island is very complicated, and there are abandoned trenches everywhere, so it's easy to get lost." When I was younger, I was swept up on the island by a rapids and almost didn't come back. ”

"That'...... Who else do you know who is familiar with that sea and geography?"

"Ah Gong Song?" the grandson, who had been silent, answered.

"Ah Gong Song?" Su Meng seemed to hear the name of the terrible person, and hurriedly confirmed it again.

"That's what the people on the island call him, he's been in a war before, and everyone respects him. He often drove his own dinghy to the island. But a few years ago, no one has ever been to that island since Song Ah Gong. ”

"When he went to that island before, did anyone go with him?" Su Meng continued to ask, seeing that the answer was about to come out, he was unwilling to give up.

"There's always a boy with me, it's his grandson. "When Lao Song was young, he brought his family from the north, and his family had a very good reputation on the island, and everyone praised him. Later, I don't know what happened, as soon as the family suddenly left the South Island, only their grandchildren were left on the island, and Lao Song also became silent, and everything was taken care of by his grandson. ”

"Song Ah Gong's grandson, is he?" asked Su Meng taking out the photo taken yesterday and pointing to Song Qingzhi in the photo. Uber leaned forward and looked at it carefully,

"Oh yes, yes, it's this kid. ”

Sure enough, yes.

After sending away You Bozu and grandson, the film crew fell into a problem, and it is often recommended to contact Song Qingzhi to try it, maybe Song Qingzhi has been familiar with the road so many times when he was a child. The assistant also agreed, Su Meng looked at the contact in the phone and was stunned for a while, and finally went to the phone. When Song Qingzhi picked it up, he didn't immediately say the itinerary on his side, but greeted him for a while, as if his heart was weak. The other side heard the meaning behind him,

"It's been so long, let's talk, what's the matter with me?"

"We are going to go to Zhuzhi Island, and we heard from the guide Uber that you have been there before, so I want to ask you...... Is there any image of what is going on there?"

"Remember some. There are a lot of undercurrents nearby, which are a bit dangerous. Do you need me to be a guide?" Song Qingzhi asked directly.

"Is that okay..."

"The address of the hotel is here, and I will go to look for you. Song Qingzhi simply responded. The assistant jumped happily on the side, and he was relieved.

When Song Qingzhi came, he was carrying a mountaineering bag, which contained nylon ropes, wolf tooth flashlights, folding sapper shovels, some medical medicines and emergency bandages, etc., it seemed that he did go to that island often, and the things were even prepared by them.

"We went around to the back of the side, where there was a lot less undercurrent. Song Qingzhi commanded the boat boss to carefully control the rudder, the horsepower gradually increased, and the propeller twisted a fine vortex from the back of the ship, pushing the boat forward rapidly. They rented a medium-sized fishing boat with a deeper draft and a more stable voyage.

"Brother Yu, you often come to this sea, right?"

The assistant handed over a cup of coffee, and Song Qingzhi took it and took a sip and nodded. A group of people engaged in research got together, and there were a few foreigners, and the record player, coffee machine and other things always had to be fully purchased, and some even brought acoustic guitars to sing a song against the sea breeze and waves, and the atmosphere was relaxed and lively. However, as a director, it is not so easy, Su Meng is taking several film crew members to check the performance of the oxygen cylinder and pressure gauge used for diving one by one, and check whether the oxygen amount in the content is sufficient, whether there are cracks on the bottle and diving suit, and check the underwater camera, searchlight flashlight and other equipment. There was no time to participate in the joy of the people on deck. After checking it around to confirm that it was correct, he breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to find Song Qingzhi stopping by the door with a cup of coffee to look at him.

"Do you know how to dive?" Su Meng asked him, Song Qingzhi shook his head, "No." ”

"Then you can stay on shore with me. He took the coffee handed by Song Qingzhi, and it was just warm enough to drink.

"I didn't expect you to be quite serious as a director. Song Qingzhi said with a smile.

"What? Do you think I'm unreliable?" Su Meng closed the booklet that had been checked and patted Song Qingzhi lightly.

"In the beginning...... I kind of think so. ”

Suddenly, there was a cheer from everyone on the deck, and the two hurriedly followed to look, and the assistant pointed to the tumbling and jumping sea and jumped excitedly, "Brother Long! Dolphins!

When Su Meng heard this, he immediately climbed the gangway to ask the boat boss to turn off the propeller, Song Qingzhi's eyes chased him all the way, and when he saw him coming down from the gangway, he said,

"There's still a long way to go, and it's a lot slower when you turn off the motor. ”

"The propeller is too high, and it can bring in dolphins that are too close to the boat. Wait for them to swim farther before opening. ”

"Do you often go to sea?" Song Qingzhi suddenly became interested and asked more.

"Luckily, there was a film at the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa, where there was a lighthouse where fishermen used to hunt whales, and the whale meat was dried and salted into jerky for consumption, and the fatty whale paste mixed with firewood and hay would be used as fuel to light the lighthouse. Have you ever experienced the feeling of floating on a raft at night? At night, the sea really can't see its fingers, like a vat of ink, churning and rushing, only the sound of the waves rolling in your ears, and the lightning falling on the sea turns black. But when the lighthouse shines, the sea returns to gentleness, and she will gently lift your raft and send you to the beach illuminated by the lighthouse, giving people hope for life, so that the headland is called the Cape of Good Hope. ”

Song Qingzhi listened quietly, he often came to this sea, and he had been to other seas, but he never seemed to have such a delicate experience. The sea is the sea, surging is the norm, with rich experience, he knows that these are nothing more than the effects of cyclones, he believes that the other party must also know, but compared to cold knowledge and theory, the other party seems to be more willing to use poetic and romantic feelings to recall. The story is like the voyage notes of the great Renaissance navigators, and although there may be a dark and cruel truth hidden behind the gentle brushstrokes, at least the nautical world constructed through the delicate words is desirable. The coffee in the cup was already cold, and Song Qingzhi shook the cup.

"You've been to so many places, there should be a lot of stories. Song Qingzhi asked.

"You too, so many travel notes on the shelves. ”

"It's not that interesting for me to say. ”

"You can tell me first, and I'll tell you about it, and tell your story again. ”

Su Meng looked at him and said seriously, Song Qingzhi opened his mouth, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat, and an indescribable emotion seemed to be about to break through. Suddenly, someone put a hand on the shoulder, it was the assistant.

"Brother Long, the dolphin is far away, can you drive the motor? It seems that you can see the island from afar. ”

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