"Painting?"

For a moment, everyone was stunned and puzzled.

Director Zhou reacted and hurriedly asked, "Brother Bai, what painting are you talking about?"

"Hmmm......"

Bai Ye pondered for a moment before he spoke: "A painting that I have been thinking about for a long time and has not yet painted. ”

"Huh?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and there was suspicion in their eyes.

They felt that Bai Ye was playing tricks on everyone. I didn't draw it, what do you say?

However, when Bai Ye continued to speak, the look on a person's face also changed unpredictably.

"White Brother ......"

Director Zhou's eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed Bai Ye's hands, and said excitedly: "Your idea is high, it's really high, it's too reliable...... Okay, let's do it. Brother Bai, I'll leave this matter to you. ”

At this time, no one in the crew objected.

Because according to Bai Ye's idea, it is not a problem whether this painting is painted or not in the end.

Director Zhou, in particular, followed Bai Ye's suggestion and reshot a few more shots, and then edited and played back. These ordinary and ordinary shots are integrated into the plot without any flaws, without any abruptness.

If you didn't know the connotation of these shots in advance, I'm afraid you wouldn't have deliberately paid attention to it.

From this, it can be seen that the dark line of the movie is successfully arranged.

Without affecting the plot, the moral of the movie is taken to the next level.

This is also a surprise for everyone.

It turns out that Bai Ye's suggestion really has a bit of stone into gold. For those who have real skills, even if everyone doesn't say it, they will maintain respect in their behavior.

So Bai Ye stayed in the crew and was naturally courteous. Director Zhou also pulled him to constantly study and discuss the plot of the movie, or the acting skills of the actors, sets and other issues.

It wasn't until the evening that the filming came to an end, and Bai Ye took the opportunity to leave.

Cao Xiang was in charge of the pick-up, and on the way back to the hotel, he couldn't help but remind: "Bai Ye, the movie ...... If you're interested, just take part in it, but don't forget about getting down to business. ”

"I know. ”

Bai Ye simply nodded: "Tomorrow...... No, the day after tomorrow, I'll go to the countryside to collect style. ”

"Where to go?"

Cao Xiang asked, he arranged the itinerary and route.

"Creek Mountain. ”

Shiraba smiled.

"Huh?"

Cao Xiang was stunned, and after returning to the hotel, he checked the Internet and found out what place Xishan was.

It is the western shore of Taihu Lake, an economically developed county.

But how to say it, where the sun shines, there is inevitably a shadow. A rich place, naturally there are poor areas, this is the two sides of the matter.

The place where Bai Ye is going is a remote mountain village in Xishan County.

Place in the middle of nowhere, in the mountains.

The mud walls and tiles of the stone pavement, the green sprouts of thousand-year-old trees, and the quiet mountain village deep in the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, looking up, a piece of ancient trees towered to the sky, covering the dilapidated houses.

These houses are not built in one place, but are scattered up and down the mountains.

Dozens of families form a village.

Next to the village, some terraced rice fields can be faintly seen. Of course, the most common is the tea tree. On several nearby hills, densely packed and neatly arranged tea trees are planted.

In these tea gardens, some people can also be seen carrying bamboo cages on their backs, busy working.

Picking tea leaves is not an easy job, it is very hard.

The most important thing is that the tea buds can only be picked on a specific few days to make good quality tea. Otherwise, after the days pass, the tea buds will be old and worthless.

Therefore, the harvest of tea can be regarded as a race against time.

In the past few days, the whole village has been dispatched, racing against time to pick tea leaves. In fact, by the time Shiraba arrived in the village, the work was nearing its end, and families were roasting their teas.

When the white leaves climbed up the mountain, they immediately smelled the special fragrance of tea leaves, which filled the air in mid-air.

"Hey, Brother Bai......"

A middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the village, and when he saw Bai Ye, he immediately waved enthusiastically.

"Uncle. ”

Bai Ye smiled in response.

To be honest, after getting to know him, he felt that the surname of the middle-aged man was really taking advantage. The surname is Gong, and when you are young, you can call Xiao Gong. If you're older...... Well.

The whole village is basically dominated by the surname Gong.

So the name of the village is Gong Village.

The middle-aged man's name is Gong Fugui, a very simple name, and it is also the wish of the elders to him. But it also confirms the old saying, the more you think about something, the more you lack something.

Gong Village is in Xishan Village, which is one of the most backward mountain villages.

Because of this, it also retains its most primitive appearance.

Gong Fugui led Bai Ye to walk slowly in the village, and at the same time introduced the situation in the village: "Our village, according to the experts in the county, has existed for at least a thousand years, and it was during the war that we hid from the county seat to the mountains. ”

"Interestingly, the group of people who started to move to the village moved back to the county seat when the war subsided, and the village gradually fell into disuse. When the war broke out again, new people fled to the mountains and took advantage of the abandoned village. ”

"Repeated two or three times, it was the turn of the ancestors of the Gong family, who moved to the mountains more than a hundred years ago, and no longer wanted to toss, so they multiplied from generation to generation, and they have been ...... until now."

Gong Fugui also sighed a little: "However, young people nowadays are not suitable for poverty in the mountains, and many people are reluctant to come back after working in the county to make money." ”

It's a reincarnation......

Bai Ye comforted: "To a certain extent, this can be regarded as a branch for Gong Village, not a bad thing." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Gong Fugui changed the topic, stretched out his finger and smiled: "Look there......"

Looking at the white leaves, I saw a towering tree, which came into view. The huge trunk of the tree, which is surrounded by several people, has its roots coiled up, exposed on the surface of the stratum, densely packed.

"This is a ginkgo tree, it's a thousand years old. ”

Gong Fugui said with a smile: "This is the treasure of the town and village in our village, and it is included in the county annals." Almost every year, people come to visit and admire. ”

"Awesome ......"

Bai Ye sighed from the bottom of his heart. Now in autumn, the leaves of the ginkgo biloba have become yellow, and under the reflection of the sun, it seems that the fire is burning, and the golden light is full of light.

Such a scene is indeed more eye-catching.

The most important thing is that at this moment, under the ginkgo tree, Lin Xianyu changed into simple clothes, his black and beautiful thick hair was coiled, and he put on a bamboo hat.

Carrying a bamboo cage, white slender hands, holding a tray of tea.

She smiled lightly and walked under the ginkgo tree covered with fallen leaves, like a tea picker returning with a full load.

Seller show, this is ......

The real tea picker, how can she be so beautiful, every step of the way, without the fireworks in the world, full of fairy energy.

However, the people in the city just eat this set.

Shiraba smiled.

He also thinks it's good.

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