"Director, I'll go and change my clothes first. Wen Xi breathed a long sigh of relief after seeing that the director was satisfied, he was afraid that the director would be disappointed.

After a qualified actor enters the role, if the director does not call it a stop, he has to continue acting. Wen Xi's muscles were sore all over his body when he thought of this, and he didn't shout to stop for nearly an hour, Wen Xi and the second-generation national teacher can be regarded as setting a record!

"Go, go, go! It's so hot just now, and you're wearing three layers inside and three layers outside. The second-generation national teacher watched Cai Rong holding Wen Xi to a dry place and standing still, and the staff of the clothing group held a horizontal cloth for Wen Xi to change clothes inside.

"This look is good, this picture is also good, you only need a minute or so of footage, I'm afraid it's hard to choose!" The producer hugged his arms and watched the shooting video just now, and couldn't help but sympathize with the second-generation national teacher.

"If one minute is not enough, then lengthen it, if the feature film can't be on, we can cut a trailer, it can't be wasted. The second-generation national teacher took a sip of the teapot with a smile on his face, how to look at it comfortably.

"Also, we can't hide good things, we have to let people see them. The producer nodded, but the documentary has to face a group of judges from all over the world, isn't it stupid that they have good things to hide? Besides, after the application is successful, it may be released in theaters, and it will be better to win a few awards by the way.

In the screenwriter's setting, the pilot film only occupies a short three minutes, and most of the documentary tells the origin and production of the four treasures of the study, which had to be filmed locally. It only took more than an hour for Wen Xi to complete the day's filming task, and the crew was able to rush to the filming location in advance.

"Clean up here, Xiaomao, you go and book a plane ticket for everyone, and strive to go to the local area for dinner. "The second-generation national teacher handed over the video mastering to the person in charge of the post-production, and the shooting time of the documentary was tight and the task was heavy, and the post-production time could be shortened while shooting.

Fortunately, Wen Xi had just returned from the army, and the things in the suitcase had not yet had time to be packed, and it would take some time for the staff to sort out the things, and it was too late for Fu's mother to send them directly to the set.

"Xixi, do you really want your mother to follow?" Fu's mother worriedly handed over the box to Cai Rong, and asked Wenxi again unwillingly. In the morning, he just said that he would take care of Wen Xi's diet and daily life, but it didn't take a day, and Wen Xi had to leave Beijing again, and she didn't let her go with her!

"Mom, I'm not filming in the same place this time, it's more convenient for me to follow the crew. You don't have to worry about food, the producer and director have said that whatever you want to eat, as long as you can buy it, I will eat it! I don't believe you ask Brother Cai!" Wen Xi sat on the chair and asked the makeup artist to remove the hood, and Fu's mother sighed again when she saw it.

Wen Xi didn't stay at home since he came back from the army, he just slept for two nights like staying in a hotel, and he was busy with work during the day, and Fu's mother didn't take a good look at Wen Xi!

"Don't worry, I'll say hello to you when I'm free!" Wen Xi patted Fu's mother's hand, after this summer, he would be able to go to school easily in the second half of the year.

"By the way, where did that bird go?" Fu's mother had tears in her eyes, worried that she would have to cry if she continued to talk, so she hurriedly changed the topic.

"It's always sleeping obediently after it's full. Look, lying in my pocket!" Wen Xi opened his coat pocket to show Fu's mother Xiaoice's sleeping position like a ball of cat cakes, and when he was filming, QQ Xiaoice was hidden in the hidden pocket of the cuffs of his shirt, and Wen Xi waved his sleeves and did not see them fall out. At this time, Wen Xi changed his Confucian shirt, and naturally threw Xiaoice into his pocket again.

"Is this okay? Xixi, do you want to take this bird away? Cai Rong probably doesn't have time to take care of it, or you put it at home, and your mother will help you raise it!" Fu's mother knew that her son liked small animals when Wen Xi brought the dog home, and looked at their cats, cats, birds and birds, like a zoo. It's just that it takes time and energy to raise birds, not to mention that it is still this kind of young bird that has just come out of the shell, and Mother Fu is worried that Wen Xi will be sad if he does not feed Xiaoice.

"I'll keep it, and I'll have fun when I'm tired. Wen Xi found a reason why Fu's mother couldn't bear to refuse. Wen Xi is busy all year round, and he has very little time to stop, and finally has a favorite little animal, and Fu's mother is really ruthless to think about taking it away.

Mother Fu nodded and stood a little farther away, the staff was busy removing Wen Xi's makeup and packing up her things, she was a little in the way when she stood here.

When Wen Xi was cleaned up, the crew members had packed all the machines, and the car rented by the producer had arrived at the scene, Wen Xi had to say goodbye to Fu's mother and rush to the airport by car.

A full-body entry into the play will cause a great burden on the mind and body, Wen Xi chatted with Cai Rong after getting on the plane and fell asleep with his eyes closed, and Xiaoice, who was almost squeezed into a meatloaf, could only adjust his posture with difficulty. Even if Xiaoice is a bird, the body is still not out of the biological category, and it will still die if it is squeezed flat.

An hour later, the plane landed, and Wen Xi wiped his face and adjusted his mental outlook before coming out. As an artist, it's not okay to be photographed haggard and with a dull yellow face.

The four treasures of the study are pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the order of the second generation of national teachers is also in the order from pen to inkstone. In China, there are many origins of brushes, and the materials and processes of brushes in various regions also have their own strengths. As one of the oldest branches, Qi brush, lake brush, Xuan brush, Heng pen, and known as China's four famous brushes, these four local crews only go to the nearest Ludi.

Guangrao County is some distance from the provincial capital, and the producer's itinerary plan is to rest in the provincial capital for one night and charter a car to the pen factory early tomorrow morning.

As far as the forced style is concerned, the level of the documentary crew is very high, even if the crew does not go to the pen factory to shoot that day, the person in charge of the pen factory still rushes to the hotel where the crew stays in advance to wait.

Several directors, producers, and Wen Xi, the only guest performer, sat at the large round table and listened carefully to the director of the factory telling about the long history of Qi brush, the pen-making process and the current situation of the pen-making factory. Wen Xi recorded the whole process, planning to go back to the room and then look for information to do his homework, not knowing the past and present life of Qi brush, Wen Xi was not sure to accurately express the spirit of Qi brush.

"This is Wen Xi, I heard that your calligraphy and painting skills are very good? The master of our factory heard that you are mainly focusing on block letters and flowers, and specially made a set of pens for you, and the master wants to give you personally, so I didn't bring anything to you!" After the person in charge gave a set of pens to everyone on the table except Wen Xi, he sat up straight and stared at Wen Xi and said.

Among all the people here, Wen Xi is the only one who can be called an expert by the person in charge. Although the calligraphy and painting works of the second generation of national teachers can be auctioned for a high price of several million, the real level is clear to everyone in the industry, so the master only made a set of pens for Wen Xi, and others can't do anything even if they are not angry. Otherwise, why would a person who can't write use such a good pen? When the rain turns the clouds upside down? When he collects? That is a desecration of the brush and a waste of the exquisite craftsmanship of the pen maker! Who doesn't want to write a good pen in the hands of an expert to write a good word and draw a good picture?