After following the wolves for a while, Chen Xing let the drone fly into the sky, showing the barrenness of the area from a high vantage point.

Africa not only has savannahs and deserts, but there are also many such deserts. Some of the wolves on the ground that looked as small as toys were looking at the sky in unison.

Their fierce expressions can no longer be seen from the camera, and there are even some cute feelings, and several of them are howling in the sky, as if they can be heard on this side of the mountain.

Nobel clenched his fists. This is the picture he wants, no matter what Chen Xing shoots, he has such a story.

Although the lens of the drone is certainly not comparable to that of a professional camera, today's digital technology can completely expand the picture captured by Chen Xing to a higher definition, which cannot be said to be perfect, at least not at all visible to ordinary audiences.

After completing this group of shooting, not only Chen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, but the rest of the crew also relaxed.

"It seems that God is on our side." Nobel said.

"En......" Chen Xing nodded and took off his goggles. Everyone else is looking at his mobile phone, only Chen Xing can use the big screen of the goggles to see the scene just now, and the shocking feeling is not discounted in Chen Xing's perspective, there is a sense of legend of watching a movie.

And the picture is still done by yourself. It's cool! It's a completely different feeling than taking a photo.

"Call it a day, go back to the hotel, and eat steak today!" The food they eat is basically made by themselves, and although the proprietress Ellie cooks averagely, the dishes made according to their requirements are not too bad.

Yes, none of the ten people in the film crew can cook. Man...... Chen Xing sighed with emotion.

Like them, people in Sichuan Province are not like this, it is normal for them not to cook when they are young, and they have fathers and mothers at home, but when they are thirty years old, there are too few people who can't cook, and they are all inexplicably very talented.

The truck from the mine was handed away, and they were still in the same truck. Fortunately, the road is not far. The knowledgeable people in the car are recalling the picture Chen Xing just shot, and Director Nobel is sitting in the cockpit of the truck.

"Sending a drone in three days, the kind that can drive the gimbal and video recorder, can it work?" Nowadays, drones are developing rapidly, and drone shooting is also common.

But drones are easy to get, and pilots are hard to find. To make a movie or documentary, if the director is a little more demanding, he has to make the drone pilot understand photography.

In this way, the second person in control of the video recorder can shoot a qualified picture, otherwise a single pilot will not be able to do it.

Chen Xing flies a drone well, and he is still a person in the photography circle, but he really can't invite a small documentary crew like him.

The current Nobel has a feeling of being a prostitute for nothing. Putting away the phone, Nobel wanted to share the joy of this kind of white prostitution to the photographer with the people around him, but when he turned his head to see that it was a, he instantly lost interest.

He was an old Frenchman, and he had long been accustomed to having blacks around him. But he thinks the same way as all artists.

Blacks know the art of a hammer! In the carriage, Chen Xing did not get motion sickness for the time being, he was wearing a common African turban, the lower end was pulled up to cover his nose and mouth, and he held the edge of the carriage with his hand, looking at the scene outside and the yellow sand raised behind him.

The vast land is sometimes beautiful. He thought of the picture he had just taken, and suddenly wanted to take the plane to see the great migration of the African savannah, he had already taken too many small pictures, and now he really wanted to shoot a little big scene to change his mood.

The prairie, the desert, the desert. Africa is truly a treasure trove, and it's no wonder that so many wilderness filmmakers prefer it.

"This is the time of the great animal migration in Africa, right?" Chen Xing suddenly asked. Levbode nodded and said, "From July to September, it should have started now, do you want to go and see?" Ford was also intrigued, saying, "We're going to see it when we're done with this film, shall we?" I've heard that there is also a project to drive and run wildebeest, and it's exciting to think about, and there are too many animals to count. Chen Xing looked at him a little surprised and said, "It turns out that you are interested in this." "Ford rarely expresses his opinions, in the film crew, he basically does what the director says, and when Chen Xing and Lyfu Bode are lazy, he still brushes his skills in front of Nobel, which is very reliable.

It was the first time he had expressed his desire to see somewhere. Levbod nodded and said, "Then go, I'm also curious." ”

"We can even make our own documentaries!" Ford said.

"Shoot what? Where did the money come from. Levbo asked.

"Just shoot animal migration, Chen Xing's drone flies so well, let's prepare a few more, and take a picture of the feeling of passing through the animals, I haven't seen this documentary yet, it will definitely be a big hit."

"What to sell...... Lev Bode wanted to complain about his friend's naïve thoughts, and said,

"You saw that documentary director made money, and you went to shoot it? Wasted money. Listen to my words, even if you go to make commercials after graduation, don't make documentaries. ”

"Why? Isn't Professor Nobel quite rich? What about multimillionaires. This sentence was asked by Chen Xing.

He is not interested in directors such as movies and TV series, so he thinks it is interesting to make documentaries, and today he accidentally shot a good shot, and he is even more interested in documentary directors.

Ford's suggestion was already a little tempting for him. Levbode smiled and said, "It's true that Professor Nobel is a multimillionaire, but you certainly don't know that he used to be a billionaire. ”

"......" x2 is not filming the protagonist today, and everyone in the film crew has a rare meal of French goulash.

I wanted to make steak before, but the steak grilled the lake. So at the witty suggestion of Lyfbode, Elle cut the steak into pieces and cooked a portion of beef with the red wine they brought, and the beef tasted so burnt that many people were full of praise.

After a few days, new equipment arrived. However, at this time, the footage related to Giotta was also completed, and the film crew was preparing to take a boat to the capital of Sudan.

From here, you have to take a car and a few hours by boat to get to the Sudanese capital. On the way to shoot, the two boats that crossed the river capsized, so now there is only one boat, and the tickets are very tight, and the tickets that I only got because of the guide's strong connections in Sudan are only eight.

The guide had to go by other means, with the director and a bunch of equipment. ………… Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Xing and the others left the hotel and took the innkeeper's truck to the port.

The boat departed at 3 p.m., and they had to travel overland for several hours before they could take a boat to the capital of Sudan.

Chen Xing didn't know what others thought, but he had already regarded this transfer as a big battle.

Lai Fu Bode and Ford, who did not get motion sickness, slept on the car, which made Chen Xing, who couldn't sleep, very envious.

The translator kept saying: "You must hurry up when you get on the boat for a while, anyway, your valuables have been sent away first, you are not afraid of being stolen and robbed, the ticket is the most important thing, we have to hold the ticket and squeeze on the boat in one go, you know?" He'd said something like that many times in the car.

Everyone was nervous. The guide had already taken Nobel with him, and the only Arabic speaker among them was the interpreter, and what he said must have been true.

So, how hard is this ship really to get on? Even though Chen Xing had been getting motion sickness, he was thinking about getting on the boat later.

They arrived at the port before two o'clock. To call this a port is definitely an insult to any port that Chen Xing has seen before, and now there are just a few railings and a few staff.

The docked boats were also very dilapidated, like fishing boats towed back from somewhere. When Levbo saw the ship, he prayed, and when he saw the interpreter passing in front of him, he grabbed him by his clothes and said, "Mr. Amor, this ship will not capsize, will it?" The translator said impatiently, "Didn't I say it all?" I don't know if it will turn over, anyway, if you can't get on this boat today, then you won't be able to get on it for a few days, just like that, run faster for a while. After a few minutes, the dizziness in Chen Xing's mind recovered a little.

Ford took the bag of bread and handed it to Chen Xing and said, "Eat something, the boat still has an hour to go." Chen Xing's stomach is empty now, and he is not polite, so he will take it and eat it.

"There are so many people." Chen Xing said.

"yes, it's not all on this ship, is it?" Ford said it casually. But Chen Xing was immediately stunned.

He looked at the river bank in front of him, there was really only one boat parked here, and it was impossible for these people around him to take other boats, right?

That is, all passengers of this ship? it, how can you sit down? Suddenly, someone shouted something, and Chen Xing saw that the people around him were moving.

The interpreter also shouted in English: "Get on the boat and find your seat!" Chen Xing didn't care about swallowing bread, and the two of them hurriedly ran towards the entrance, if anyone looked at it from above, then this small entrance was like an hourglass that had just been flipped over, and a bunch of black people in colorful clothes completely filled the entrance in ten seconds.

The boarding battle has begun. About two hundred people crowded at the door, everyone wanted to get on the boat first, Chen Xing was crowded in it, and he didn't understand why they were like this.

Aren't all tickets checked? So since you have a ticket, isn't it good to queue up and get on the boat slowly? You have to squeeze like this, the last ship was overturned by you like this, right?

The only three janitors were nervous, and they were afraid that too many people would get on board at once, and the ship would be overturned.

Then they would definitely lose their decent job, so they wiped the beads of sweat that kept dripping under the scorching sun, opening and closing the gates back and forth, letting only a few passengers pass through at a time.

But this method doesn't work. Even got the opposite effect, and the entrance was even more confusing. Chen Xing gradually squeezed to the front with his strong body, and was about to board the ship, but he saw Ford behind him.

He waited again, grabbing Ford's wrist and pulling him forward. But something happened that worried Chen Xing.

He doesn't squeeze forward, there will always be other people squeezing forward, and now there are many layers of people in front of him.

Ford shouted, "Mr. Almo said we couldn't get on the boat!" ”

"I know! Damn it! Chen Xing spoke Chinese, and Ford didn't understand. Chen Xing looked around, and now there was only one photographer looking for the bathroom behind them, and the others had already passed through the fence, and they were looking nervously at the port where they were embarking.

At this time, the photographer also squeezed over. The back is sparsely populated, but it's hard to squeeze into the front. Chen Xing suddenly shouted in English: "We are foreigners!" Can you let us go first? Shouting this a few times, it quickly attracted the attention of the doorman.

Seeing that it was indeed a few foreigners, they used their hands to support the black people crowded in front of them and motioned for Chen Xing to pass quickly.

Chen Xing grabbed people and hurriedly passed the fence first. But it's not a direct boarding boat after the fence, they also have a checkpoint to check if you have a ticket.

Chen Xing is really convinced, can't he check the ticket outside? After checking the tickets and advancing one more square, Chen Xing saw the real Shura field-the boarding gate.

The little boat had not yet opened, but it had already hung up the gangway, and the interpreter and the men who were following him had already crowded to the front, but their positions looked like they were about to be pushed to the edge of the gangway.

You must know that the door has not yet opened, and there is only one way to go when you are pushed to the edge, and that is to fall into the river.

As for it? Chen Xing They don't understand this phenomenon at all, so it seems that the queuing culture on Hong Kong Island is definitely the best culture in the world, and it is recommended that China hurry up the cultural invasion, is this still a civilized world?

It's like fighting on a ship. The people who got on the gangway were all over the place, and the people who hadn't squeezed up were murderous, and the sound was so noisy that it could even cause tinnitus, not to mention Ford them, Chen Xing was a little dizzy now, and he felt that he hadn't gotten on the boat yet, so he was seasick first.

And the most terrifying thing is that these people are still carrying large bags of luggage. It's even more crowded. Chen Xing's advantage was that they didn't have any luggage, they had nothing to do, and the three of them quickly went up the gangway.

In fact, according to other people's thoughts, wouldn't it be better for them to take the ticket and upload it when they all crowded and got on the boat?

But I can't help but listen to the words of the translator, in case I can't get on the boat and can't leave for a few days, it will really affect the shooting.

Chen Xing had a little more strength than them, so he pushed Ford and the photographer to the front, and he himself pushed the others who wanted to go up the gangway in the back.

Chen Xing unconsciously became what they were. Why haven't you opened the door yet? Everyone is thinking.

The gangway was already overcrowded, but the people behind were still squeezing forward, trying to come up first.

Behind him was a strong black man holding a sack, he kept squeezing forward, Chen Xing thought about it, couldn't help but didn't speak, and thought about it for a while.

But he squeezed so much that Chen Xing almost stepped on the air. Chen Xing's heart became angry in an instant, and he turned around and shouted at the loudest volume in his life: "Squeeze nm!" The front is blocked, the pen! ”