Chapter 235: Beautiful Sand Paintings

"Sister Zhou, here!" Hu Yang waved loudly to Sister Zhou, who was wearing sunglasses and holding an umbrella.

"Here, I just bought it, it's at room temperature. Hu Yang handed a cup of freshly squeezed juice to Sister Zhou and said with a smile.

When she saw that the poplar was drinking it with ice, she wanted to refuse.

When I heard that it was room temperature, I smiled and took it.

There are always days when a woman is uncomfortable and can't drink something frozen.

"When I was buying juice, I asked the boss, and we walked closer this way. Hu Yang drank the juice while walking forward with Sister Zhou.

She wasn't very familiar with this film either.

Since Hu Yang has already asked for directions, let's follow him.

After walking for about ten minutes, they came to the door of a place called Jiajia's sand studio.

Hu Yang knocked on the door and saw a young woman wearing a white loose dress open the door.

"We're here to find Miss You Jiayou, is she there?" Sister Zhou said as she took off her glasses.

"I'm Youjia, please come in!"

After they sat down, he also took off his mask and sunglasses.

Seeing the appearance of Populus euphratica, You Jia couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and looked a little surprised.

Although they all know that You Jia knows Populus euphratica, they don't know who Sister Zhou is.

So let's just introduce each other.

Sister Zhou smiled: "Miss You, no matter whether we can successfully cooperate in the end, please don't leak Mr. Hu's visit to you, is it okay?"

"Sister Zhou, don't worry, it will never be. She assured.

Just now, she already knew from Sister Zhou's mouth that someone else introduced Populus euphratica to her.

This represents the recognition and trust of others.

And she also knew that Sister Zhou was Qiao Runqiao Tianwang's agent, so naturally she didn't dare to offend her easily.

"Can you show us your sand paintings?" said Sister Zhou.

Although she was introduced by someone else, she still wanted to see her level with her own eyes.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing!

"No problem, I don't know if you and Teacher Hu have anything in particular that you want to see?" You Jia didn't have any resistance.

Because she knew it was a rare opportunity.

Seizing this opportunity, her appearance fee was able to rise from 30,000 to 50,000 per game.

This was what she expected.

"Anything goes. Sister Zhou said.

Hearing this request, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and finally nodded and asked them to sit down for a while, she was going to prepare.

Because there is no requirement, it is the biggest requirement.

You Jia must show her best strength to Hu Yang, and they can see it.

Otherwise, the opportunity is likely to pass her by.

Soon, she invited Hu Yang and Sister Zhou to the praise room, bowed slightly and operated a few times in front of the computer.

Then Hu Yang and Sister Zhou heard the prelude of "Love Song of the West Sea".

"What a confident little girl dared to perform the sand painting "Love Song of the West Sea" in front of Populus Hu. Sister Zhou thought silently in her heart.

And Populus euphratica also showed interest.

Don't care about the rest, at least You Jia has successfully attracted the attention of Hu Yang and Sister Zhou.

They have special equipment, and they draw scrolls with fine sand on a sand drawing board and project them onto the equipment.

You Jia sprinkles a handful of sand onto the drawing board with a unique force.

Gradually, the unique topography of the Tibetan area appeared, which suddenly made Populus euphratica feel unusually cordial.

When the song sounded, a thin horse and a man riding on it appeared on the grassland in the sand painting, revealing loneliness and sadness from the inside out.

I haven't waited for Populus euphratica to feel it well.

The sand painting is the image on the right again, a young and beautiful woman with long flowing hair appears in the sand painting, and a tear slides down her face and floats in the wind.

She stared at the lonely man on the grassland riding a horse, so sad and reluctant.....

With the singing voice playing, the whole sand painting reveals an indescribable sadness and deep nostalgia.

Populus euphratica's eyes were slightly red.

Sister Zhou, who was sitting next to her, took out a tissue for herself and handed it to Hu Yang.

was wiped away by You Jia, and Hu Yang almost couldn't help but stand up, but he held back with great perseverance.

The scenery of the snowy plateau appears again in the sand paintings.

A pair of embracing men and women gradually appeared, among which the male looked very much like poplar in both demeanor and appearance, while the female was a little blurred.

Sister Zhou glanced at Populus euphratica and saw that he was staring intently at the sand painting.

She knew that as long as You Jia didn't make any big mistakes, then the sand painters in the back didn't have to go.

Because You Jia used her strength and cleverness to conquer Populus euphratica.

And her.

The men and women in the sand painting hugged each other tightly, from sunrise to dusk, the stars loomed, reluctant to let go of her in the slightest.

I am afraid that this letting go is like "love is like a kite that breaks its string and can't hold the promise you made".

Shooting stars streak across the sky, adding to the romantic atmosphere.

But in the end, it disappeared into the darkness of the night......

Once again, the sand painting has changed dramatically, and the desolate Gobi Desert has appeared, and a lonely figure stands on it looking ahead, quietly waiting for people who will not appear again.

A wordless loneliness came over me.

From sunrise to sunset, when the full moon rises above the sky.

Lonely people and lonely shadows are left on the ground.

represents the full moon of reunion, but he is left alone and left behind.

A lone goose flew across the sky, and a mournful cry sounded.

One person, one shadow, one month, and one goose......

[Can't go back to our past]

Finally, the sand painting looks like a poplar, with a slightly trembling cigarette in his hand, and smoke rises in the curl.

His expression was full of loneliness.

At this point, the singing also stopped.

Hu Yang pursed his lips and applauded You Jia, who raised her head to look at her.

"Miss You, you did a very good job of this sand painting, I don't know how much time you spent making this sand painting. Hu Yang asked.

He absolutely didn't believe that You Jia came up with it on the spot.

Because her movements are so skillful, there is not the slightest sense of jerkiness.

"From the moment I heard this song, I felt the urge to make such a sand painting, and I did it. ”

"It's been about a month and a half, and the difficulty in making sand paintings is mainly due to the mentality of Mr. Hu, when you sing this song, I haven't experienced it, so it's hard to feel. ”

In the end, You Jia looked at Populus Hu with apologetic eyes.

It was only because I felt it later that I understood what kind of mood it was.

Populus reluctantly smiled.

"Miss You, Xiao Yang came here this time just to ask you to perform a sand painting of a song for him, which was used in the finals, how to express it, there is already a storyboard script, how long will it take you to draw it?"

Sister Zhou asked You Jia with a smile.

Hearing that there was also a storyboard script, she was slightly stunned.

"I need to read it before I can give you an accurate time answer. You Jia said after thinking for a while.

Although she desperately wanted to get this opportunity.

But Sister Zhou has already said that this is what Hu Yang used in the finals of "New Songs of Huaguo".

And now there is only half a month before the finals.

She certainly didn't have that much time.

So you need to see how complex the script is and if there is anything else that needs to be expressed.

Only then can a final decision be made.

"No problem, but you need to sign this non-disclosure agreement first. Sister Zhou nodded with a smile at You Jia's request.

You Jia took the confidentiality agreement handed over by Sister Zhou, read it carefully, and wrote her name in a hurry.

Hu Yang also took out the storyboard script from his briefcase and handed it to her.