"Survive for a month?" Ma Struggle asked in confusion as he repeated his words.

Li Chunsheng frowned slightly, only to feel that the strange feeling that had disappeared for a long time had returned. Aren't the people in the city evil, those old people like it here, and can understand and enjoy their old age, but the man in front of him is not more than thirty years old, and he has a good life, but he came to the mountains to be a wild man?

"That's right, it's building houses, cutting down trees, and so on with your bare hands, without relying on anything. ”

It was as if the two spectacle lenses were too heavy and he had to push them every once in a while. Looking at the two bewildered hillbillies, he explained again.

"Here?" asked Ma Zhan, gesturing to the ground beneath his feet.

"Yes, but I haven't found the water source here yet, and I started to find it, you are the village chief here, no problem, right?" Tang Yi asked symbolically with one hand.

Ma Zhan snorted and inhaled the cool air, thinking about whether to agree or not. With his inexplicable appearance, if he doesn't agree, he will still be fooling around in such a place. Just as he was in a dilemma, a signal crossed his head.

"You say you have 50,000 followers?"

"That's right. ”

"In this case, I'll take you to a safe place with prey, and you can do whatever you want, but I have one condition. Ma Struggle said continuously.

"On what terms?"

"In your video, put an ad on our village. ”

Tang Yi suddenly realized, looked at some different hillbillies, thought about it and agreed, anyway, it was just a matter of one sentence or a few words.

"Okay, but I have to explain first, I can only say a sentence or two or type a few words. After all, I still have to make money selling ads on this video......"

"You can also make money by shooting videos?" Ma Zhanzhan asked with a stiff face and confusion.

"Yes, 50,000 fans have to have 5,000 yuan for an advertisement. I'll tell you......"

When it comes to his field of expertise, the chubby man in front of him is obviously much more talkative, and it is the lame gesture of pushing the frame that makes Ma Struggle a little unbearable.

The two talked for more than ten minutes, and after finalizing some details, they reached an agreed condition.

Tang Yi must mention the place name of Honghai Village at the beginning and end, and then type the ID of Ma Struggle Zha Lang Weibo in the video. Ma Zhan took him to a suitable safe place and helped him recharge his batteries once a day.

"That's it, don't you want a hotel to stay, if there is a hotel in our village, it's only 50 yuan a night, and the meal is counted separately." Ma Zhan, licking his lips, asked again. After a quick calculation, he still wanted to make a fortune on him.

"No, I'm in the woods. Unless I'm dying of starvation, I'm not going to break my rules. Tang Yi, who half enjoyed the process and half earned money, hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's up to you, I'll take you somewhere. ”

After explaining a few words to Li Chunsheng, Ma Zhan led the special practitioner Tang Yi to a relatively suitable place. It's a lot safer there, there are no wild boars here, but the trees are dry, and if it catches fire, things will be a big deal.

After more than 20 minutes, Ma Zhan took him to a clearing, pointed and said: "This place is more spacious, there are rabbits in the woods on the left, as long as you have the ability to fight a few of them, you can count them, and on the right there is a small bamboo forest and a waterhole, so you can play the game of the house." ”

"By the way, I have to make it clear to you, you must pay attention to safety, it's hot now, don't set fire to the mountain. ”

"Set fire to the mountain and sit in the bottom of the prison, you know?" Ma Zhan, who posed as the village chief, said solemnly.

Tang Yiwan'er smiled, looking at Ma Zhan's eyes with some disdain. He took out a red jar more than forty centimeters high from his bag, patted it lightly and said, "You can rest assured that you must always pay attention to safety." ”

Ma Zhan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this neurotic to carry a fire extinguisher with him. He laughed and said embarrassedly: "That's it, you play, this is my business card, I can't bear it, call me if I have an urgent problem." ”

"Okay Village Chief Ma, thank you. Tang Yi pushed the frame of the glasses and thanked him with a smile.

……

Farewell to the glasses male photographer, Ma Struggle returned to the mangroves.

"Struggle, what's going on......" Li Chunsheng asked when he saw Ma Struggle.

"From the meager point of view, we have a good place, and we come to play games at home, and we are quite well prepared, and there is nothing to do. Ma Zhan felt a lot more relieved when he thought of the fire extinguisher, said casually, took the backpack with both hands and prepared to continue working.

"Struggle, do you say that the people in this city are all idle. ”

Ma Zhan only smiled, and didn't know how to answer. He is not from the city, so he knows if they are idle.

At noon, the two sat side by side, eating the lunch prepared by their godmother.

Under the marks of the two of them all morning, the mangrove forest vaguely had three winding roads, covering about five acres. Before it got dark at night, they could barely get the mark on it.

Ma Zhan was eating steamed buns while drawing a rough layout with crappy lines.

Li Chunsheng leaned his neck slightly and did not speak. The piece of paper in Ma's hand was only a quarter filled, and he guessed that he might already have a more comprehensive plan for the mangroves in his head.

"Love really takes courage ......"

The phone rang suddenly, and a line twisted, deviating from where it should have landed.

Ma Zhan, who was sucked by one, glanced at the number, and hurriedly connected.

"Hello, I'm Ma Fenfen, the head of Honghai Village, and you're ......"

"Hello, Village Chief Ma, I have seen you in person on the Internet. Officially, I am the head of the art department of the Ceramic College, and we saw the scenery of your place on the official website of the Three Primary Colors College, which I think is very suitable for our students to conduct in-depth research and study, especially the national style ......"

Ma Zhan's eyes widened, looking at Li Chunsheng with a curious expression. There was still a bunch of jargon on the phone that he didn't understand, and it took a long time for him to stop talking.

"Hello, Professor Hao. What can Honghai Village help you?" Ma Zhan, who licked his lips, was a little excited, and told himself again and again in his heart to be calm and shocked.

"Cooperation, our art department has five categories, including ceramic painting has 15 classes, a total of more than 400 students, the whole department of more than 1,000 students, we hope to reach a more affordable agreement, after all, they are all for students, for the future flowers to dedicate youth ......"

"Professor Hao, Professor Hao, I know what you said, I will ask you some basic information, and then give you a price, if you think it is appropriate, we can meet in person?" Ma Zhan interrupted the typical talker's tirade and said directly to the topic.

"What do you expect to see in the total number of sketching students each year?

"Twice a year, a total of more than 2,000 people. Package back and forth for five days. Some students have poor family conditions and limited ability to bear them......"