Tang Qin finally made up his mind, he didn't wait in Zhangbei anymore, and when he returned to Qindao, he went back to Qindao to shoot this scene.

"What about the scenery here?" Li Chengru looked regretful, "It's all money."

"Tear it down, go to Qin Island and build it again." Tang Qin looked at the sky, "I don't care, I just want snow, heavy snow."

Qin Island, that is a snow nest, go back, return to the hometown of your dreams, to shoot such a snowy night return, it is worth it.

"Forget it, let's tear it down, it's almost the New Year anyway, just right, after filming this scene, you will celebrate the New Year at home." Li Chengru is a broken mouth.

……

The nostalgia is even more timid.

Xu is too tired these days, Tang Qin slept all the way from Hebei to Shandong, "Director Tang, look, snow."

As soon as he entered the boundary of Qin Island, Yu Liang shouted excitedly, and a group of martial artists in Hong Kong were very excited when they saw the snow.

"It's called snow, too?" Looking at the scattered snowflakes in the sky, Tang Qin smiled, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

"Director Tang, it's snowing, heavy snow."

Finally, Tang Qin opened his eyes, he rubbed his face, but his eyes were looking at the heavy snow flying outside the window.

This is the case with Kotoshima, which is a snow nest in the winter, and it snows almost a third of the time in one winter.

On the river, the ice is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the once bustling market has closed for recuperation.

There was still a need to wait on the railway bridge, watching the locomotive towing the carriage roaring away, Tang Qin's heart trembled, he went home, he finally went home.

……

The artists of the crew found an open space and set up the scenery in full swing.

New Year's Day is coming soon, and the atmosphere in the crew must be lively.

At the New Year's Day party of the whole crew, under the coaxing of Li Chengru, everyone asked Tang Qin to perform a program.

"Then I'll sing you a song." Tang Qin walked onto the stage generously, "The name of the song is Pink Memories."

Wow –

The audience erupted in tsunami-like applause, but everyone laughed intriguingly.

This is a chief director, and he is also the person who won the Hundred Flowers, the Golden Rooster and the Golden Eagle, and he actually sings the pink memories that women love to sing!

"Summer and summer passed quietly, leaving a little secret, pressing the bottom of my heart, I can't tell you......" Tang Qin patted his heart while singing, and there was another burst of laughter and applause in the audience.

"The evening breeze warms my heart, and I think of you again," in the midst of laughter and applause, Tang Qin became more and more energetic, he stretched out his hand and pointed at his colleagues in the crew, "You, you, you...... How sweet and sweet, how can I forget, I can't forget you, and write you in my diary......

Yes, how could you forget, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, Ma Lan heard that Tang Qin had returned to Qindao, so he canceled the performance and rushed back with his son

Tang Qin will never forget this scene.

Under the red grille on the glass window, the mist was flowing down the glass, and in the heavy snow outside the window, a red velvet hat slowly walked under the window, and then, she and her son, who had been thinking about it day and night, appeared in front of the door.

Tang Yuanyuan's face was already smiling from ear to ear, and Zhao Mingli was busy patting the snow on Ma Lan and her grandson.

Daddy –

A father made Tang Qin's heart instantly burn, this is his son, and the little guy has him in his heart.

Tears rolled down Ma Lanbai's red cheeks without warning, and those cold hands immediately held Tang Qin's hands.

Tang Changyuan looked at Zhao Mingli meaningfully, Zhao Mingli was still stunned, but was pulled out of the door by Tang Changyuan, "The lantern has not been hung yet."

The big flaming red lantern fluttered in the wind, Tang Changyuan stood under the lantern, but took out a lighter and a cigarette, he smoked leisurely, listening to the music floating from the TV set of unknown people.

There is a stalk between heaven and earth, and the thallium is the common people, and the stalk of the scale picks up the rivers and mountains, and you are the star of the fixation......

At the end of the year, a TV series called "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" landed on the TV screen, which quickly caused a huge sensation in the north and south of China, and the theme song of the TV series was played everywhere in the streets and alleys

"The Ballad of Qing Officials" and the ending song "The Story is the Story".

In this festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, it brings laughter and relaxation to people who have been busy for a year.

"Fengxue Mountain Temple, after filming the tiger scene, is the Water Margin about to be completed..." Ma Lan and Xiao Tang Han sat side by side on the sofa, peeling melon seeds for their son, while looking at their lover, all year round, Tang Qin can lie quietly on the sofa to accompany their mother and son, it is an unavoidable thing.

"That's basically it," Tang Qin soaked his feet lightly, watching Emperor Qianlong interview two fake champions and fake tanhua on TV, "This drama still needs to be edited in post, and strive to let everyone see it by this time next year."

"How many good stories have been left behind to tell to future generations......

Tang Qin sat on the sofa, but little Tang Han stood up, shook his head and learned the chubby cheating trick on TV, and recited loudly, "A group of geese flew south, and two roast ducks went north......

Go!

Ma Lan smiled and pinched her son's little face, "Okay, don't study, go to sleep."

"Well, what else do you have?" Tang Qin asked knowingly.

"What do you say," Ma Lan seemed to smile, "Well, tomorrow, I'll take my son to watch you direct, yes, I just want my son to see what kind of director his father is......

……

The next day, the snow stopped.

The flat fields of Kotoshima turned into snowfields, and the snow was so heavy that the snow was down to the knees.

Zhou Yemang is from Shanghai, I really didn't see such a big snow, the people of Xiangjiang have long forgotten to film, everyone is playing excitedly in the snow, taking pictures, the chief director Tang Qin has no choice, so he has to give everyone another half-day off, this scene will start filming in the afternoon.

……

The snow is heavier. Lin Chong turned around, added some charcoal to the fire, lit the fire, and spread the luggage cover on the bed.

A gust of wind fell from above with snowflakes and landed on Lin Chong. Lin Chong looked up and saw that there were air leaks on the roof and all around.

The so-called grass hall is already a little precarious, and when the wind blows, it shakes in all directions. Lin Chong shook his head and continued to spread the bed.

Another gust of wind. The hut shook a little. Lin Chong walked towards the fire, squatted down to roast the fire, and looked at the roof worriedly from time to time.

Another wind and snow rushed in. Lin Chong couldn't help but feel cold. Thinking about something, he frowned, as if he had made up his mind, covered the fire, got up and walked to the bed, unwrapped his baggage, and took out some broken silver. He took the flower spear, picked off the wine gourd on the wall, carried it on his shoulder, took the felt hat in his hand, pressed it on his head, walked out of the grass hall, closed the door, and walked towards the gate of the pasture.

Lin Chong, who was carrying a wine gourd, came by stepping on the wind and snow.

The wind and snow are vast. An ancient temple appeared not far away.

Lin Chong, who was in the wind and snow, looked at the temple gate. On the door of the temple is the words "Mountain Temple".

Lin Chong arched his hand, turned around and walked away in the snow.

In front of you, you can see several houses, piled together, wrapped in wind and snow. Lin Chong walked towards the houses.