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Wei Desheng, who has been married, encountered this kind of scene for the first time, and he was originally shy, but the aboriginal beauty generously stretched out her right hand directly, took his arm enthusiastically, and looked at him with a smile.

Li Xiaole, who was envious of watching this scene on the side, noticed that the beautiful woman's black and white eyes suddenly flashed a trace of contempt, and he knew that this thing was far from being as beautiful as it seemed, so he couldn't help but turn his head to Jiang Wen and smiled helplessly: "Director Wei is going to be bad......

"This woman is very beautiful, she should be good on camera." Jiang Wen said with a smile, which man has planted his heel in a beautiful woman.

"Look at this dress, I guess it's a Sydek clan flower, it's just that people are too tricky." Li Xiaole lamented and commented that ethnic minority women have always been enthusiastic and unrestrained, but the means to make things difficult for men are no less than those of urban girls.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wei Desheng, who was dancing in the crowd, seemed to have tripped over someone, and screamed "oops" in front of everyone, and fell a standard dog eating, including the passionate beauty in bright red clothes, all the Sydek aborigines looked at him, hahadaxiao, and then continued to sing, dancing and leaving.

Li Xiaole and Jiang Wen hurriedly went up and helped Wei Desheng who was screaming on the ground, but Wei Desheng blushed and shook his hand and said: "It's okay~ It's okay~ You don't understand, this is also a kind of Taiwanese aboriginal dance posture...... I'm just not very skilled. Saying that, he got up from the ground and pretended to pat his clothes as if nothing happened, which made Li Xiaole and Jiang Wen cry and laugh, this Director Wei really wanted to save face.

"Director Wei, this incident tells you that beauties are dangerous, and beauties who take the initiative to talk to them are even more dangerous." Jiang Wen said with a smile, looking at Wei Desheng with a helpless expression, Li Xiaole also tried his best to hold back his laughter.

However, through this incident, both of them understood in their hearts that it seemed that the Sedek people really didn't have a good impression of their crew...... turned out to be a group of people who came to tease Wei Desheng, this time the matter may not be as simple as they imagined.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the Saidek Cultural Festival was still in progress, but an important meeting had already begun in the conference room of the peasant association, with more than a dozen people sitting around the long table, and a discussion meeting was being held on whether the clan would support the crew of "Saidek Balai", and the elders of the clan attended the meeting, as well as two public opinion representatives from Taichung.

In the Saidek clan, the most powerful speaker is the kind elder sitting in the middle, who is thin, dark-skinned, and has a figure-eight eyebrows, Peng Mingzheng, who is a famous expert in the ancient Saidek language in Taiwan Province, and is also one of the elders with the highest prestige in the Saidek clan.

And sitting next to him were several representatives of the sturdy young men of the Saidek tribe.

The meeting was discussing the jihua book brought by Wei Desheng, Wei Desheng explained the benefits that the filming of "Saidek Balai" can bring to the Saidek people, Wei Desheng's Jihua book is indeed beautiful, after all, he has been preparing this film for five years, and he knows the situation of the Saidek people very well.

Jihua's book has made a lot of plans for the future, such as leaving movie scenes as tourism classics, mass production of traditional costumes as cultural products, etc., with data to illustrate the economic benefits that this film will bring to the Saidek tribe in the future.

But after he finished speaking, the young clansman representative next to Li Xiaole who had a square face and was more than 1.9 meters tall interrupted him with a cold snort with a wide mouth:

"You have said so much, don't you want to make money with our culture, we want to make money from our own culture?"

As soon as he said this, more than half of the people present nodded their heads, although the people in the tribe were more straightforward, and they hated the flatlanders taking advantage of them the most.

"Morwey, it's not your turn to speak." Peng Mingzheng took a puff of his cigarette pouch and said softly, but his eyes looked at Wei Desheng, obviously wanting him to answer this question, Wei Desheng blushed, but he didn't know how to deal with it, the first few times the situation was like this, the people of the tribe he said didn't seem to want to listen, he didn't understand what the Saidek tribe was thinking, so he could only look at Li Xiaole as if asking for help.

"Elder Mingzheng, may I ask you a question?" Li Xiaole turned around and asked without humility or arrogance.

"Absolutely." Peng Mingzheng nodded.

"You should still have a lot of Sedek craftsmen, do they have a regular income? How was your life going? Li Xiaole asked.

"They have government subsidies, they have no problem living, they are the pride of our clan!" That Mo Wei glared and hurriedly replied, obviously hearing the trap in Li Xiaole's questioning.

"Then may I ask this brother, will you? Do you know friends who know these crafts? Are there any young people who want to learn? Since they are the pride of your people, are there any young people who want to inherit it? Li Xiaole turned his head to look at Mo Wei.

"I ...... I don't have that talent, I can't learn well. Mo Wei was speechless for a while, staring at the elders who refused to admit defeat, but the group of elders next to him all showed worried expressions, obviously Li Xiaole's question hit the point of their point, the young people of the tribe are yearning for the prosperity of Taipei, and they all go to Taipei to develop as soon as they become adults, and their culture is gradually disappearing, but they are helpless.

"Elder Mingzheng." Li Xiaole looked at everyone at the scene at this time, and said slowly:

"I think that if culture is to continue for a long time, it must be able to produce economic value, when culture has no economic value, it has to be maintained in a state of poverty, after one generation, two generations can barely maintain, but in the third generation, children will feel that their grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers and mothers guard this culture to Zuihou, but in exchange for a lifetime of poverty, they can only apply for subsidies from the government every day, or want to seek sponsorship from rich people, in order to maintain culture, they have to look at people's faces, they will think' Is this weishenme? I, Weishenme, want to be so humble to maintain these? weishenme I can't go and make money so that my family can live a good life? ’

But when culture produces economic value, you are proud to maintain this culture. ”

Hearing "proudly maintain this culture", the eyes of most of the elders present lit up, and Li Xiaole's words said that his heart went up, before Wei Desheng was still young after all, and his ideas were still floating on the surface, and he had always wanted to impress these elders with economic interests, but the focus of these elders was not money at all, but the cultural inheritance of the clansmen, and Li Xiaole directly grasped the point.

"Commercialize culture! This is simply an insult to our ancestral spirits! Mo Wei protested loudly with a big grin.

"What's wrong with commercialization?" Li Xiaole's voice raised an octave, but he looked at Peng Mingzheng: "Don't worry about a movie making your culture too commercial, which is creating more business opportunities, you can also develop your culture more broadly and create greater economic value, so that culture will not only be preserved forever, but also expanded to the whole Shijie, isn't that better?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, except for Peng Mingzheng and Mo Wei, all the Saidek people were moved, their attitudes softened significantly, and they nodded in agreement one by one: "Yes, what Director Li said still makes some sense. "It's just a movie, after filming, more people know our culture, our heroes, in fact, there is nothing unpleasant." "You can try, there's no risk anyway."

Jiang Wen and Wei Desheng both glanced at each other at this time, and they both felt admiration in their hearts, or Director Li was eloquent, and he pointed to the key points of these aborigines in a few words, and it seemed that the scene had been controlled by Director Li.

At this moment, I heard a voice like a silver bell outside the door: "All the elders are thirsty, come and drink some water." ”

Just look at it, I saw a delicate beauty wearing a bright red dress, like a spring flower, pushed the door in, I saw her phoenix eyes with spring, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the tray in her hand was slowly hot tea, Li Xiaole recognized this at a glance, isn't this the Saidek flower who teased Wei Desheng just now?

"It's still Xiaolan well-behaved...... Elder Mingzheng is blessed. Several elders watched her hand over the teacup, and they all smiled kindly and praised.

Xiaolan enthusiastically toasted tea to the old people one by one, until she was in front of Li Xiaole, her eyes were clear like water, and she looked at him with a smile and said, "Director Li is very eloquent, what he said just now is really good." ”

Looking at this enthusiastic aboriginal girl with affection in her eyes, her face is delicate and infinite, like flowers in the morning dew, Wei Desheng next to her was stunned again, but Li Xiaole, who is used to seeing beautiful women, was not confused, as soon as he stretched out his hand to take the teacup, he saw Xiaolan's hand pumping back, and immediately felt wrong, and then looked at the aboriginal girl's eyes with hatred, and with a shake of his hand, he splashed the cup of hot tea on his face.

Li Xiaole has been a stuntman for many years, and his reaction is far beyond ordinary people, although he is surprised, he does not panic, and he dodges the oncoming cup of tea with a slight sideways, and the tea is unabated, and it is poured directly on the big face of Mo Wei who is looking at him in a daze, and Mo Wei is so hot that he jumps up with an "oops"!

"Xiaolan, what are you doing!?" All the elders let out a soft cry, dumbfounded.

"You liar~! Don't think I don't know what you want to do~! Seeing that Li Xiaole had failed to make a fool of himself, Xiaolan stared at him, gritted his teeth and pointed at Li Xiaole, and shouted loudly:

"Elders, he is a big liar, he is a Han Chinese, not to promote our culture, but to slander us, and his script will only portray us as barbarians! It's the Japanese who sing the praises! Although this beauty was scolding, her voice was extremely beautiful, as beautiful as singing.

Wei Desheng, who has been married, encountered this kind of scene for the first time, and he was originally shy, but the aboriginal beauty generously stretched out her right hand directly, took his arm enthusiastically, and looked at him with a smile.

Li Xiaole, who was envious of watching this scene on the side, noticed that the beautiful woman's black and white eyes suddenly flashed a trace of contempt, and he knew that this thing was far from being as beautiful as it seemed, so he couldn't help but turn his head to Jiang Wen and smiled helplessly: "Director Wei is going to be bad......

"This woman is very beautiful, she should be good on camera." Jiang Wen said with a smile, which man has planted his heel in a beautiful woman.

"Look at this dress, I guess it's a Sydek clan flower, it's just that people are too tricky." Li Xiaole lamented and commented that ethnic minority women have always been enthusiastic and unrestrained, but the means to make things difficult for men are no less than those of urban girls.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wei Desheng, who was dancing in the crowd, seemed to have tripped over someone, and screamed "oops" in front of everyone, and fell a standard dog eating, including the passionate beauty in bright red clothes, all the Sydek aborigines looked at him, hahadaxiao, and then continued to sing, dancing and leaving.

Li Xiaole and Jiang Wen hurriedly went up and helped Wei Desheng who was screaming on the ground, but Wei Desheng blushed and shook his hand and said: "It's okay~ It's okay~ You don't understand, this is also a kind of Taiwanese aboriginal dance posture...... I'm just not very skilled. Saying that, he got up from the ground and pretended to pat his clothes as if nothing happened, which made Li Xiaole and Jiang Wen cry and laugh, this Director Wei really wanted to save face.

"Director Wei, this incident tells you that beauties are dangerous, and beauties who take the initiative to talk to them are even more dangerous." Jiang Wen said with a smile, looking at Wei Desheng with a helpless expression, Li Xiaole also tried his best to hold back his laughter.

However, through this incident, both of them understood in their hearts that it seemed that the Sedek people really didn't have a good impression of their crew...... turned out to be a group of people who came to tease Wei Desheng, this time the matter may not be as simple as they imagined.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the Saidek Cultural Festival was still in progress, but an important meeting had already begun in the conference room of the peasant association, with more than a dozen people sitting around the long table, and a discussion meeting was being held on whether the clan would support the crew of "Saidek Balai", and the elders of the clan attended the meeting, as well as two public opinion representatives from Taichung.

In the Saidek clan, the most powerful speaker is the kind elder sitting in the middle, who is thin, dark-skinned, and has a figure-eight eyebrows, Peng Mingzheng, who is a famous expert in the ancient Saidek language in Taiwan Province, and is also one of the elders with the highest prestige in the Saidek clan.

And sitting next to him were several representatives of the sturdy young men of the Saidek tribe.

The meeting was discussing the jihua book brought by Wei Desheng, Wei Desheng explained the benefits that the filming of "Saidek Balai" can bring to the Saidek people, Wei Desheng's Jihua book is indeed beautiful, after all, he has been preparing this film for five years, and he knows the situation of the Saidek people very well.

Jihua's book has made a lot of plans for the future, such as leaving movie scenes as tourism classics, mass production of traditional costumes as cultural products, etc., with data to illustrate the economic benefits that this film will bring to the Saidek tribe in the future.

But after he finished speaking, the young clansman representative next to Li Xiaole who had a square face and was more than 1.9 meters tall interrupted him with a cold snort with a wide mouth:

"You have said so much, don't you want to make money with our culture, we want to make money from our own culture?"

As soon as he said this, more than half of the people present nodded their heads, although the people in the tribe were more straightforward, and they hated the flatlanders taking advantage of them the most.

"Morwey, it's not your turn to speak." Peng Mingzheng took a puff of his cigarette pouch and said softly, but his eyes looked at Wei Desheng, obviously wanting him to answer this question, Wei Desheng blushed, but he didn't know how to deal with it, the first few times the situation was like this, the people of the tribe he said didn't seem to want to listen, he didn't understand what the Saidek tribe was thinking, so he could only look at Li Xiaole as if asking for help.

"Elder Mingzheng, may I ask you a question?" Li Xiaole turned around and asked without humility or arrogance.

"Absolutely." Peng Mingzheng nodded.

"You should still have a lot of Sedek craftsmen, do they have a regular income? How was your life going? Li Xiaole asked.

"They have government subsidies, they have no problem living, they are the pride of our clan!" That Mo Wei glared and hurriedly replied, obviously hearing the trap in Li Xiaole's questioning.

"Then may I ask this brother, will you? Do you know friends who know these crafts? Are there any young people who want to learn? Since they are the pride of your people, are there any young people who want to inherit it? Li Xiaole turned his head to look at Mo Wei.

"I ...... I don't have that talent, I can't learn well. Mo Wei was speechless for a while, staring at the elders who refused to admit defeat, but the group of elders next to him all showed worried expressions, obviously Li Xiaole's question hit the point of their point, the young people of the tribe are yearning for the prosperity of Taipei, and they all go to Taipei to develop as soon as they become adults, and their culture is gradually disappearing, but they are helpless.

"Elder Mingzheng." Li Xiaole looked at everyone at the scene at this time, and said slowly:

"I think that if culture is to continue for a long time, it must be able to produce economic value, when culture has no economic value, it has to be maintained in a state of poverty, after one generation, two generations can barely maintain, but in the third generation, children will feel that their grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers and mothers guard this culture to Zuihou, but in exchange for a lifetime of poverty, they can only apply for subsidies from the government every day, or want to seek sponsorship from rich people, in order to maintain culture, they have to look at people's faces, they will think' Is this weishenme? I, Weishenme, want to be so humble to maintain these? weishenme I can't go and make money so that my family can live a good life? ’

But when culture produces economic value, you are proud to maintain this culture. ”

Hearing "proudly maintain this culture", the eyes of most of the elders present lit up, and Li Xiaole's words said that his heart went up, before Wei Desheng was still young after all, and his ideas were still floating on the surface, and he had always wanted to impress these elders with economic interests, but the focus of these elders was not money at all, but the cultural inheritance of the clansmen, and Li Xiaole directly grasped the point.

"Commercialize culture! This is simply an insult to our ancestral spirits! Mo Wei protested loudly with a big grin.

"What's wrong with commercialization?" Li Xiaole's voice raised an octave, but he looked at Peng Mingzheng: "Don't worry about a movie making your culture too commercial, which is creating more business opportunities, you can also develop your culture more broadly and create greater economic value, so that culture will not only be preserved forever, but also expanded to the whole Shijie, isn't that better?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, except for Peng Mingzheng and Mo Wei, all the Saidek people were moved, their attitudes softened significantly, and they nodded in agreement one by one: "Yes, what Director Li said still makes some sense. "It's just a movie, after filming, more people know our culture, our heroes, in fact, there is nothing unpleasant." "You can try, there's no risk anyway."

Jiang Wen and Wei Desheng both glanced at each other at this time, and they both felt admiration in their hearts, or Director Li was eloquent, and he pointed to the key points of these aborigines in a few words, and it seemed that the scene had been controlled by Director Li.

At this moment, I heard a voice like a silver bell outside the door: "All the elders are thirsty, come and drink some water." ”

Just look at it, I saw a delicate beauty wearing a bright red dress, like a spring flower, pushed the door in, I saw her phoenix eyes with spring, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the tray in her hand was slowly hot tea, Li Xiaole recognized this at a glance, isn't this the Saidek flower who teased Wei Desheng just now?

"It's still Xiaolan well-behaved...... Elder Mingzheng is blessed. Several elders watched her hand over the teacup, and they all smiled kindly and praised.

Xiaolan enthusiastically toasted tea to the old people one by one, until she was in front of Li Xiaole, her eyes were clear like water, and she looked at him with a smile and said, "Director Li is very eloquent, what he said just now is really good." ”

Looking at this enthusiastic aboriginal girl with affection in her eyes, her face is delicate and infinite, like flowers in the morning dew, Wei Desheng next to her was stunned again, but Li Xiaole, who is used to seeing beautiful women, was not confused, as soon as he stretched out his hand to take the teacup, he saw Xiaolan's hand pumping back, and immediately felt wrong, and then looked at the aboriginal girl's eyes with hatred, and with a shake of his hand, he splashed the cup of hot tea on his face.

Li Xiaole has been a stuntman for many years, and his reaction is far beyond ordinary people, although he is surprised, he does not panic, and he dodges the oncoming cup of tea with a slight sideways, and the tea is unabated, and it is poured directly on the big face of Mo Wei who is looking at him in a daze, and Mo Wei is so hot that he jumps up with an "oops"!

"Xiaolan, what are you doing!?" All the elders let out a soft cry, dumbfounded.

"You liar~! Don't think I don't know what you want to do~! Seeing that Li Xiaole had failed to make a fool of himself, Xiaolan stared at him, gritted his teeth and pointed at Li Xiaole, and shouted loudly:

"Elders, he is a big liar, he is a Han Chinese, not to promote our culture, but to slander us, and his script will only portray us as barbarians! It's the Japanese who sing the praises! Although this beauty was scolding, her voice was extremely beautiful, as beautiful as singing.