The presence of each guest brought an incredible feeling to everyone.

What's more, so many people were present at the same time, which made people have a deep understanding of the importance of this award.

As the name Lu Zi'an was turned out again and again to explain in detail, many people flocked to Changyan.

On the Internet, the number of Lu Zi'an's fans exploded overnight.

What everyone didn't expect was that Lu Zi'an was gone.

There was no response to the private messages, and the media wanted to make an appointment for an interview, but they couldn't find anyone.

This makes people wonder and at the same time start to think.

Such a great opportunity to be famous, he, why not?

However, it didn't make them wait too long, and at around ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Zi'an's Weibo, which had not been updated for a long time, finally reprinted a blog post.

Surprisingly, this turned out to be a video.

[What is this?Is Master Lu's new video?or is it a documentary?]

【Check in first!】

[The sightseeing group checked in, watched the video and came back to like it.] 】

[I'm going to pose and kneel before watching Master Lu's video.] 】

Yishui'er's punch-in record has already swiped tens of thousands of comments in minutes.

After checking in, someone finally started to watch the video seriously.

Unlike the previous beautifully made videos, this time, at the beginning of the video, a bamboo forest appeared.

There is a breeze blowing over the hills, and the bamboo leaves are rustling.

A cracking sound pierced the silent sky, and then there was a sawing sound, and a green bamboo fell down in the bamboo forest in front of him.

There was a calm voice said slowly: "Choose bamboo, it must be golden bamboo and dragon bamboo, the time to cut bamboo is generally selected in autumn and August, otherwise the season is not suitable, and the bamboo pieces of the oil-paper umbrella will be eaten by insects." ”

Each action is methodical, the cut bamboo is cut, soaked in water for 3 to 5 months, and then taken out to make long bone bamboo frames, umbrella caps, support rods, etc.

A pair of old, innumerable hands brought the materials together, slowly joining them.

The golden bamboo pole is made into an umbrella handle, and the sleeve that is attached to the umbrella bone has to be chiseled from wooden pine wood.

The umbrella bones are cut with bamboo chips, the surface of the umbrella is pasted with cotton paper, and then glued with a pulp made from wild persimmon fruits.

Every detail seems simple and easy, but the hands that still tremble slightly when they hold it down deeply tug at everyone's heart.

Every time a new object appears, there is a white line that indicates what it is.

It's not that I can't understand it, but I can't figure out what this video is talking about.

Is it about how to make an umbrella?

There was no music in the background, only bursts of cicadas, as if sitting in front of my grandfather on a summer day, watching him slowly get busy.

When people looked at it a little, an umbrella was tightened.

The hands paused slightly, but did not pause for long, and soon resumed their previous movements again.

Once, twice, three times......

People were silently counting, watching him finally get better, as if he had succeeded himself, and let out a long breath.

Nearly 100 processes have been simplified into a faint streamer after this process.

With the sound of raindrops, an oil-paper umbrella slowly walked in the long alley filled with hazy smoke and rain.

Although you can only see the back, what is left to people is infinitely beautiful thoughts.

At the end of the picture, it is fixed on an old and kind smile.

Satisfied, with a smile of infinite yearning.

There were so many stories in those eyes that one couldn't help but wonder what he had been through.

The picture is overcolored, with the old color, gradually darkening, fading, until it disappears.

On an old piece of yellow paper, someone wrote down four big characters with a pen.

Into the Craft

In just a few minutes of video, there is not too much ink to write about their efforts and dreams, and even the picture feels a little rough.

But what touches people the most is the process that is repeated over and over again.

The reason why Zou Kai chose this clip is precisely because this segment is the essence of the whole film.

He doesn't need to sell miserably, and he doesn't need to call on people to cherish their craft.

It is enough to be enlightened in resonance.

[After reading it, I'll make up the comments, I'm really the one who took this clip.] 】

[Only at the beginning and end of the film, I feel a little bit of Kaige's technology, who is this photography, it feels very layman, and the focus is added in the later stage, right? 】

[Ask for the full version!This is a headless and tailless hanging in the air!I want to see the full version!]

Looking at the cries on the Internet, Director Zhang in front of the computer was already stunned.

"Lu, Master Lu, what's ......" He turned his head almost stiffly, looking at everyone in the room who had fallen stupidly.

Lu Zi'an just received such an important award, everyone knows his current prestige and fame, but everyone who catches up with him has instantly increased a lot of popularity, not to mention such a blatant momentum for them?

Can you imagine? Such a good opportunity was actually given to them such a grass platform team that was almost a joke.

"How can he ...... I'm really ......" Director Zhang stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and slowly bent down.

Back in Beiya, he was actually almost desperate.

Before he found Old Man Wen, he no longer felt hope.

The attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor made him decide to try his luck again.

But he didn't expect that God gave him such a big surprise.

"Lao Zhang, you really didn't know this Master Lu before?" someone muttered, still unable to believe it: "Such a big deal, I believe him when he is your relative." ”

"What you said, Director Zhang used to know Master Lu, and he went around looking for TV stations to promote himself like a headless fly? ”

That's right, Master Lu......

Director Zhang stood up suddenly: "I have to invite him to dinner, right......"

But when he called again, he couldn't get through for a while.

Master Lu, where did you go?

The music in the car flowed quietly, Shen Mange covered his hat over his face, closed his eyes and said, "Brother Zi'an, where are you going to the first stop?"

"I'm going to visit an old man. Lu Zi'an knocked down the visor for her and smiled: "You sleep, I'll call you when it's time." ”

They were not conspicuous in the traffic, and no one knew that Master Lu, who they were looking for, was slowly driving towards Liuhe Village in Tongzhou District, Beiqi City.

All the way out of the busy city center, as the surrounding environment gradually quieted down, Lu Zi'an's speed finally became a little faster.

But even so, when they arrived at Liuhe Village, it was already noon.

"Wake up, we're here. Lu Zi'an called Shen Mange up.

Shen Mange yawned, and was dumbfounded as soon as he opened his eyes: "This is ...... Where's it going?"

"I'm in the middle of nowhere, and I'm ready to sell you. Lu Zi Allah got out of the car and said with a smile: "The sun is big, let's go over to find someone after eating here." ”

"Oh, okay. Shen Mange slept in a daze, and without thinking about it, he opened the door and prepared to get out of the car, but he almost fell to the ground directly: "Ouch, I'll go, my leg is numb." ”

Completely unconscious, she just woke up and didn't even notice it!

Lu Zi'an couldn't cry and laugh, and finally got people into the small restaurant.

"What's on the menu, boss? The waiter, who was playing with his mobile phone, saw them come in and hurriedly walked over.

casually ordered three dishes and one soup, Lu Zi'an helped Shen Mange to continue walking slowly in the store: "Are you better?"

"Much better, much better. Shen Mange's face was full of sweat, half of it was uncomfortable and half of it was hot, and the air conditioning effect of this hotel was not as good as their car.

"You won't let you sleep in the back. Lu Zi'an looked at the bathroom: "Why don't you go wash your face?"

"That's fine. ”

By the time Shen Mange finished cleaning up, the dish had already come up.

She filled two bowls of rice and put them in front of Lu Zi'an, who had been looking at her phone: "Brother Zi'an, who are you looking for?"

"Have you ever heard of empty bamboo?" Lu Zi'an was still flipping through his mobile phone and said casually: "There are fewer and fewer people making empty bamboo in Bei Yan now, and 'empty bamboo Zhang' is the most famous one." ”

Therefore, the name suggests, the master surnamed Zhang made empty bamboo.

"Oh...... That's right. Shen Mange was quite interested in thinking about it: "I've seen it on TV, if you have a great game, you can throw the empty bamboo into the sky and catch it, it's very interesting!"

"Hey, are you looking for Kongzhuzhang?" but the waiter who delivered the food heard their conversation and interjected with a smile: "Then you guys are late!"

Lu Zi'an raised his head in surprise and said suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"He doesn't live here anymore! Liuhe Village has been completely demolished, don't you know?" The waiter handed the dish in front of him and put it down gently: "It used to be lively here, but now it's all cold!"

"Then do you know where he went?" Lu Zi'an hurriedly asked, he really hadn't found these on the Internet.

The waiter looked at them twice: "What is there to see about the empty bamboo, it is better to go to the city to see something else, if you have to look for him, go forward again, after this area, there is a scenic spot in front of it, and now the empty bamboo Zhang lives in that area." ”

So, after eating, the two went on the road again, tossed and turned several places, asked all the way, and finally found Mr. Zhang's residence at three o'clock in the afternoon.

This is a small courtyard of a single-family farmhouse, with a stone wall covered with three layers of tiles, the house is also made of stone, the door is not locked, the yard is clean, and there are a lot of old bamboos in the corner, which are neatly piled up.

"Is anyone at home?" Shen Mange stood at the door and said loudly, "Is Mr. Zhang at home?"

Before he could finish speaking, the noise in the room suddenly stopped.

A hoarse voice came: "Who." ”

A few seconds later, a slender figure appeared in the doorway, squinting at them against the light.

Lu Zi'an walked over with a smile on his face, and said coldly: "Presumably you are Mr. Zhang, right? Hello, I have been looking up to my name for a long time, my surname is Lu, this is my girlfriend, we are very interested in Kongzhu, and we are here to visit you." ”

"Oh, I'm here to see the bamboo. Mr. Zhang coughed, half-bent over and turned around: "It's all here, just look at it." ”

When I looked up, the house was full of empty bamboo.

On one side of the wall, a calligraphy and painting with strong calligraphy attracted Lu Zi'an's attention.

Good word!

"One low and one high, the loud voice is clear through the blue night, there is a lot of strength in the air, and no one is in vain. Lu Zi'an groaned in a low voice, but he was quite appreciative.

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