There is no doubt that Lin Xianyu is shooting a short film to promote Gongcun tea.

Free, spontaneous publicity, no charge.

This is also the reason why Gong Fugui respects Lin Xianyu so much. The village has received a favor, so it is natural to be grateful and sincere to the well-wishers who help the village.

Although Lin Xianyu is not a star, the effect of promotion may not be satisfactory, but there are some things that others say wildly, and it is not as good as actual action.

If you do your best, you will naturally have a clear conscience.

Bai Ye was beside him, admired it for a moment, and did not come forward to disturb, but turned his head and smiled: "Uncle, is your tea made? ”

"Haha, it was done the day before yesterday. ”

Gong Fugui laughed and said, "Let's go, take you to taste the new tea we made at home." Although it is not spring tea, I can guarantee that the taste is also a little special ......"

"When you say that, I'm looking forward to it even more. Bai Ye smiled.

A moment later, he came to Gong Fugui's residence, which was located in a relatively flat place on the mountainside.

It can be seen that Gong Fugui is relatively wealthy than other villagers. His house was made of blue brick walls, with a large courtyard with a patio, and left and right compartments, plus the main house lobby, and two bedrooms on the side of the hall.

Such a pattern, in Gong Village, is considered a big family.

Walk through the patio and into the lobby.

The space of 30 square meters is equipped with a dining table, as well as benches and stools.

In the hall, the walls of tables and chairs are also shelved and hung, which looks a little messy. But the floor is clean and the table benches are spotless, which makes people feel that this is the breath of life, not dirty.

Bai Ye sat down and looked at it with great interest.

He raised his eyes, and immediately saw a mud pit on the wall next to the beam.

Fluttering ......

Caught off guard, a bird with a monochrome feather coat and a tail like scissors shuttled from the patio into the hall, and after a clever spin, it landed on the mud nest.

This is the swallow, it nests in the nest, is not afraid of the living, and is silent.

Ha!

Bai Ye was a little surprised, but also a little relieved.

It is normal for swallows to build nests in people's houses and reproduce their offspring.

It's just that this phenomenon has basically been cut off in big cities.

While he was watching the swallows, Gong Fugui also brought a tea set, and the boiling water was ready-made and packed in a warm pot. As soon as the pot is poured, the steam rises, which is not to make tea, but to rinse the tea set.

Bai Ye's gaze also retracted and fell on the tea set.

The teapot with a slight brown tinge attracted his attention.

This seems to be ......

While Bai Ye was speculating, a rapid mobile phone ringtone interrupted his thoughts.

Who?

Bai Ye picked up his phone and looked at it, and he was a little surprised.

Didn't you tell Cao Xiang about today's trip? Call me now, what's the urgency?

Thinking of this, his expression froze slightly, and he immediately answered the phone. However, after listening to a few words, his expression suddenly became strange and a little stunned......

"Good...... Got it. ”

Bai Ye calmed down: "I'm in the mountains, no matter how anxious I am, I can't fly back." It's really not good, you let the village chief ...... Or Dean Peng, help me receive me and talk about my difficulties. ”

“…… Well, that's all, goodbye!"

After a moment of communication, Shiraba ended the communication.

At this time, Gong Fugui handed over a cup of tea, and was also a little curious: "Little Brother Bai, if there is anything urgent, don't delay, go back first, and come back again when you are free." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Bai Ye waved his hand and wrote lightly: "It's not a big deal, it's just something that should have happened, and it just happened in the end." ”

"Huh?"

Gong Fugui couldn't understand, and his face was confused.

If he knew the cause and effect, he must have known that Bai Ye was in ...... Pretending to be forced.

Cao Xiang's call just told him one thing.

Wencun Buddha Hall is on fire.

It has caused a sensation in the entire Zhonghai, and it has spread to the south of the Yangtze River and even the whole country.

The germ of one of them was, naturally, a nomination from the magazine "The Artist". In the past ten days, ordinary people may not feel it, but in the industry, it has been boiling.

After all, the artists mentioned in the magazine, behind everyone, there are countless fans.

Needless to say, the old artists have been famous for decades, and there are a lot of protégés, some of whom are the former principals of the Academy of Fine Arts, etc., all over the world.

The magazine's question is equivalent to asking who is the hottest traffic Xiaoxian Meat at the moment.

Fans of each family, who can resist not tearing up?

It's just that professionals tear it up, it is more elegant, all kinds of quotations and classics, side references, and it is a large brilliant article at every turn, scolding people without spitting dirty.

In the final analysis, there is still a difference in people's hearts and no empathy.

For example, for the small flow of fresh meat, female fans prefer it to the extreme, who dares to say more than half a word, they will blow up at a little, all kinds of maintenance, sworn to defend. But in the eyes of male compatriots, these sissies have no acting skills and occupy the market, they are simply a cancer in the industry......

But for the flow of flowers, the views between men and women are diametrically opposed.

All in all, such an argument is naturally endless, deadlocked, and inconclusive.

After a long time, the attention of the industry naturally shifted to the Mesozoic. This is another tear, the reincarnation of history, and it is destined to have no result in the end.

After all, how can there be a unified standard for artistic things and aesthetic taste?

To put it bluntly, the artists who can be nominated are basically on the level line. If you think it's good, I think it's not bad, but who dares to say that a certain artist is unparalleled in the contemporary, then I have something to say......

Tear, bar, noisy.

Another few days passed, and the limelight naturally shifted to the new generation.

At this point, the controversy is even greater.

It needs to be admitted that stereotypes are a big mountain, especially for young people, and everyone's standards are more demanding.

A group of young artists, the oldest, is basically no more than thirty-five. The younger ones are only about 20.

At such an age, even if relatively speaking, they have achieved remarkable results and are very good, but out of habit and mentality, people in the industry generally despise them and feel that they cannot afford to be famous.

Therefore, for young artists, there are more criticisms than praises.

As Bai Ye expected before, more than thirty people were scolded from beginning to end, and none of them were spared. The fire was scattered, and in this case, he was mixed in the middle, and it was not conspicuous.

Until the last few days, I didn't know who brought the rhythm, and the firepower was slowly focused on Bai Ye.

There is no way, who is called a bunch of young artists, Bai Ye's masterpieces have the widest cross-border. It's oil painting, it's sculpture, it's sculpture, and it's inevitably suspicious......