In the yurt.

The hospitable local representatives organized a banquet to welcome Fang Xin and others, and to take the opportunity to build a good relationship.

"Director Fang, you don't know, when we heard that you were going to come to us to film, we were all happy!"

Representative Zhang Huanxi drank several glasses at the beginning, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"Our place is poor and remote, and others may not be willing to come, but I didn't expect Director Fang to build a film and television city here as soon as he came!"

Fang Xin smiled and didn't speak.

He knew why Zhang Huanxi was so grateful to him!

Before he arrived, he had investigated the local economic income, and most of the people, except for the local primitive herdsmen, were engaged in small business transactions.

The income is neither high nor low, so I can barely make ends meet in the local area.

Therefore, in order to seek a higher way out, many young people choose to leave their hometowns and go to big cities for development.

Slowly, only the elderly and children remained, and economic development fell into a vicious circle.

Fang Xin came to this trip, first established a film and television city, and then prepared to film here.

It not only attracted a lot of attention to the local area, but also solved the material poverty.

That's why Zhang Huanxi, as a local representative, is so grateful to Fang Xin and a group of people who are willing to eat and drink well.

It's just that Fang Xin was reluctant to come at first, and the reason why he agreed to appear was also due to his own considerations.

"Deputy, I heard that your local Mongolian men are rough and mighty, and they are also very handsome, I wonder if there are any recommended candidates, let us meet?"

"You want to meet our local dude?"

Zhang Huanxi keenly captured the key word, and immediately raised his hand with a smile.

"No problem, wrap it up on me!"

Then he got drunk and got out of the yurt with the help of his subordinates, and he should have gone to find someone.

"Huh! Fang Xin, you give me a thorough explanation, what if you can't find your real male protagonist here? ”

When Chen Bingbing was happily eating roast mutton, he suddenly remembered this question and bumped Fang Xin with his elbow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Fang Xin staring at the beautiful girl jumping in the center of the yurt.

Chen Bingbing immediately rolled her eyes towards the sky.

"Look at your little bit of talent! International first-line female stars sit next to you and you don't even look at them! ”

Chen Bingbing said a little speechlessly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Chen Xiulong added a sentence beside him.

"She was once an international first-line female star!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

Chen Bingbing made a gesture to beat someone.

Chen Xiulong hurriedly dodged, still holding a piece of roast mutton in his mouth.

However, they all misunderstood Fang Xin.

Fang Xin looked at the local beauties dancing in the center of the yurt, but what he thought about was the various costumes that should be used in "Genghis Khan", and the more he thought about it, the more headache he felt.

"System, although I can't count them in my last life, and I also have the god-level director script bonus you gave me in this life, but this service is really difficult for me!"

Fang Xin didn't understand it himself, so he planned to let the system answer for him.

What he didn't expect was that the system answered him, but it didn't sound so good.

[System friendly reminder: the host can reasonably improve its own aesthetics and read more books, which can solve this problem!] 】

Depend on!

Why does this system still change its way of scolding?

Fang Xin couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But since the system has said so, he can't say anything more, and he thinks about it in his heart.

Until a big hand slapped on his shoulder, so strong that it almost shook off the wine on the table.

Turning his head, Zhang Huanxi stared at a pair of dog eyes and looked at Fang Xin with a smile.

"Director Fang, do you want to see a handsome guy? Look at this one and you're not satisfied! ”

Fang Xin turned his head to look.

Behind Zhang Huanxi stood several tall and mighty Mongolian men, with beards and sharp eyes, standing in front of people like a wall.

The sense of oppression brought by this made even Chen Bingbing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"Director Fang, I'll see it."

Fang Xin hesitated for a moment, staring at these Mongolian men all the time, but did not speak.

Zhang Huanxi's wine also woke up a little, and he looked up at Fang Xin with some expectation.

After a moment, Fang Xin retracted his gaze a little helplessly.

"Representative, the man you are looking for is handsome, the Mongolian men are very handsome, but what I am looking for is not this type!"

Zhang Huanxi was a little disappointed.

But he didn't force it.

People are willing to choose to come to this poor country to film, and as a local representative, he naturally supports all of Fang Xin's decisions.

But just when he was about to send people out, Fang Xin suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute!"

This voice did not suppress the volume, and it seemed too abrupt in the music.

Everyone thought something was wrong, stopped what they were doing, and looked up at Fang Xin.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xin's eyes focused on a man who was holding a baking tray in his hand and was about to walk out.

"Big brother, I don't mean to be offended, but can you come closer and take off your mask!"

The man's eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't expect Fang Xin to have such a strange request.

But he did not resist Fang Xin's request, because when Fang Xin said this, the person stood up and gave him the corresponding respect.

"Okay."

The man walked over and took off the mask on his face, revealing a weather-beaten face.

Fang Xin was stunned all of a sudden!

He thinks he's found his true hero!

The reason why he noticed this man at a glance was because even when he was serving the baking tray, this man's eyes were neither humble nor arrogant, and his demeanor was generous and polite.

Moreover, there is a faint dragon aura between the faces, which is full of majesty.

His bone appearance is also very similar to the portrait left by Temujin.

With such a rare talent, it is difficult for Fang Xin not to be impressed!

"Big brother, what's your name?"

Fang Xin forcibly pressed the excitement in his heart and asked.

"My name is Basar."

"Good! Very good! ”

Fang Xin clapped his hands and laughed.

"Brother Basar, I'm very optimistic about you, let's leave each other's contact information!"

Basar's hand shook, as if he was a little surprised.

But he quickly adjusted his emotions, and reached out to shake Fang Xin's hand without humility or arrogance.

"Nice to meet you, Director Fang."

After the banquet, Zhang Huanxi was happy that there were local people who were taken by Fang Xin, helping to send off the guests and clean up the mess.

And Fang Xin, who was also in a good mood, walked forward.

Wang Qianyuan is one of the people who are most familiar with him, and you can know his mood by looking at his movements.

"You've finally found your own true male protagonist?"

Fang Xin nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course, it's just that he was Temujin in his youth, that kind of ambition, that kind of demeanor, I think it's really right for me to come here for dinner!"