After arriving in Sichuan Province, Han Qiu and his party rushed directly to Ya'an, preparing to use this as a starting point to ride the southern line of Sichuan-Tibet. Compared with the northern route, which has many cultural landscapes, the southern route has more natural landscapes.

On the 7th, Han Qiu and the others arrived at the starting point of the Sichuan-Tibet South Line. Among the people who came, in addition to Han Qiu and the second elder, there was also a doctor, two car drivers, and a staff member who assisted Han Qiu in filming.

Here, the crowd saw many riders preparing to ride the Sichuan-Tibet line. However, most of them are young people, and a few are over the age of 30.

Elderly riders like Han Qiu's father and Uncle Sun are even more rare!

What's more, people came on bicycles, and the two old men came on motorcycles, not to mention that there was such a big battle behind the motorcycles.

The riders were shocked when they saw the two huge motorhomes.

Hold the sun!

Ride a Sichuan-Tibet line, just ride a motorcycle, and let the RV accompany you? And it's two? Do you want to be so exaggerated?

However, when they learned that the riders were two old men over 70 years old, everyone's opinion immediately took a 180-degree turn, and many people came up to greet the second elder warmly.

Chatting with these people who share the same dream, the smiles on the faces of my father and Uncle Sun are even more.

Of course, Han Qiu would not miss this scene, and he had already taken the camera to shoot it. However, when shooting, it was a little inconvenient to wear sunglasses, so Han Qiu removed the disguise.

And then......

"Holy, big, big... Great Fairy?"

"Da Xian'er, is it really you? Are you making a movie here? or are you going to ride the Sichuan-Tibet line?"

"Da Xian'er! Ask for an autograph! Ask for a group photo!"

"I didn't dream, I actually met a living fairy. ”

Many riders made a mess and gathered around Han Qiu, and the stars and moons generally "offered" Han Qiu.

This made Dad and Uncle Sun very speechless, obviously we are the protagonists, okay, Han Qiu is just a small follower.

Han Qiu hurriedly explained: "Don't crowd it, everyone, it's okay to sign a group photo, take your time." ”

However, Han Qiu still underestimated the passion of fans, and some fans couldn't wait to post the photos they took on Weibo and Moments.

The consequence of this is that the audience is nervously speculating whether Han Qiu is preparing a new movie, and not only that, but the local media reporters are like moths to a fire, and they came here in an instant.

Han Qiu and the second elder were about to set off, but they were stopped by reporters.

As a last resort, Han Qiu let the second elder get into the RV, and he went to deal with these media.

"Let me first state that this time it is not a movie, but my personal matter, so please respect my **, don't follow us, and don't interfere in our affairs. ”

After receiving such an answer, the reporters glanced at the RV regretfully before leaving in a huff.

Without the interference of reporters, Han Qiu and his party could finally go on the road with peace of mind.

Along the way, the second elder rode a motorcycle in front, while Han Qiu sat in the RV, holding a camera to record the two of them galloping.

During this period, everyone also met a lot of riders, and when they saw two old men riding motorcycles running wildly on the Sichuan-Tibet line, they were all stunned at first, and then showed a kind smile.

The two old men sometimes got up, and they would have a race to see who could run faster, but whenever it was critical, Han Qiu would stop. This made Uncle Sun very unhappy, and he scolded Han Qiu for being brainless.

Han Qiu didn't refute either, and took a picture of Uncle Sun scolding himself with a camera with a smile. In the end, when he was tired of scolding, Uncle Sun would not be angry and asked Han Qiu not to shoot, not to take pictures of his tired appearance.

If you want to shoot, you should take pictures of yourself as the most chic and stylish.

For example, when Uncle Sun sometimes rides, he will take the initiative to let go of his hands, and then rely on his body to maintain the balance of the motorcycle, while also opening his arms to embrace the oncoming wind, and keep shouting in his mouth, so that Han Qiu can film this scene.

Uncle Sun's smile at that moment was really bright, like a bird of paradise that was about to wither and bloomed again.

However, the speed was so fast, and the motorcycle was noisy, Han Qiu didn't hear what Uncle Sun said.

Dad was more cowardly, at least he didn't dare to let go of his hands.

This is too much, isn't it? If you don't master it well, you won't lose your life if you fall?

Han Qiu also thought so, so he righteously "warned" Uncle Sun not to play with his life like this, otherwise he would have to tie him up in the RV and send him to Tibet in person.

Han Qiu was rarely strong, and Uncle Sun had to nod and agree. It was not easy for me to ride on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but I didn't want to be transported to Tibet in an RV.

After the first few days of passion, the passion of Dad and Uncle Sun slowly faded, and the speed slowed down, and Uncle Sun did not go to play trick motorcycles anymore.

And the closer to Tibet, the more serious the altitude sickness, the two old men are not as good as young people, and in the face of altitude sickness, they are also more than willing to do it.

However, the two old men were very temperamental, and would rather ride for a while and rest for most of the day than go to Tibet in an RV.

On this day, the RV stopped near a hotel, and from here you could see the white snow-capped mountains in the distance.

"Han Qiu, how long will it take to arrive?" Uncle Sun asked as he drank water.

"At the current rate, I guess there are still five days. Han Qiu said with a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help it, although the motorcycle was fast, he couldn't bear the second old man's stop-and-go, and it was a long time to stop. But fortunately, there is a large RV, and there is enough space for the two elders to rest.

"It's going to be five days away. Dad said.

"What's the matter, you can't ride anymore?" said Uncle Sun with a smile.

"How is that possible?" said Dad, he didn't want to be looked down upon by his old friends. "Come on, come on, let's go on. ”

"Don't worry, let's eat something first. Uncle Sun pointed to the small restaurant next to the hotel.

While everyone was eating, a convoy stopped next to the hotel.

It's also a motorcycle convoy, followed by a few cars.

Some of the cars also have cameras on them.

Wu Heng got out of a car and walked towards the hotel while touching his stomach.

He is a director, nothing more than an advertising director. This time, Wu Heng came to the Sichuan-Tibet line to shoot an advertisement for a new model of a domestic motorcycle.

"Huh, this Sichuan-Tibet line is really difficult to walk, I knew it would have been filmed in a different place. Wu Heng sighed, if it weren't for the good scenery of the Sichuan-Tibet line, he wouldn't want to come here.

"Huh, is there anyone else riding a motorcycle on the Sichuan-Tibet line?" Wu Heng looked at the two motorcycles and couldn't help but be amazed. Along the way, except for their own convoy, they didn't see anyone else riding motorcycles along the Sichuan-Tibet line.

But when he saw the RV, he suddenly thought of the previous news. It seems like.... In Da Xian'er's fleet, there is an RV.

Could it be this one?

Curious, Wu Heng walked to the side of the RV and wanted to find out. Just as Han Qiu and a few people came out after eating, they looked at the sneaky Wu Heng and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Wu Heng turned around and immediately saw Han Qiu and his party, especially Han Qiu in the crowd.

It's really a big fairy!

"Hello Director Han. Wu Heng smiled apologetically: "I heard that you are also on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but I didn't expect to really run into you." This is my business card. ”

As he spoke, Wu Heng handed Han Qiu a business card. Han Qiu was a little inexplicable, looking at this person's tone, it didn't seem to be an ordinary audience.

After looking at the business card again, Han Qiu realized that this person was also a director.

Advertising director?

"Mr. Wu, are you filming an advertisement?" Han Qiu looked at the row of motorcycles on the side.

Wu Heng nodded: "Well, shoot advertisements for domestic Qianjiang motorcycles." ”

"Oh, then, it won't bother you with your work. After speaking, Han Qiu waved his hand and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Wu Heng hurriedly said, "Director Han, wait." ”

"Hmm, is there anything else?" Han Qiu looked back suspiciously.

"Can you take a step to speak?" Wu Heng gritted his teeth and hesitated.

Han Qiu glanced back at Uncle Sun and his father, and saw that they nodded indifferently, so he walked aside with Wu Heng.

"Long story short, Mr. Wu. Han Qiu said simply.

Wu Heng also knew that Han Qiu was able to talk to him, which had already given him a lot of face. So he was not hypocritical, and said bluntly:

"Director Han, I want to ask you to help me write an advertising script. ”