Documentaries in the humanities genre need stories, and hospitals are the places where the most stories happen.

They're not going to film the process of treating patients, that's what medical documentaries do, they're just here to find stories that belong to ordinary people in Sudan.

Nobel did not find a protagonist for this part. Or that the patients who come to the hospital these days are the protagonists.

The progress of the shooting is very fast, and the patients I have met in the past few days are very suitable for what they want to shoot, and they even think that these patients are all from the guide to find a relationship.

But it's all a coincidence. Chen Xing sighed and came out of the black man's dilapidated shed. This is a person who fainted on the street, was found and sent to the Sultan United Hospital, but after waking up, he ran away, but the hospital was prepared and was caught before he could run out of the hospital.

It is estimated that they will not be able to afford medical expenses. After being caught by the hospital's security guards, Nobel paid him for his medical expenses and followed him to his home for a series of interviews.

Chen Xing left the 'room' halfway through and came to the outside of his house. This is the slum of the capital of Sudan.

Everywhere there are small huts made of tarpaulins of various colors, or strips of cloth, with rotten wood and bamboo poles.

There are thousands of such shacks, making them the largest slum in the Sudan. There is an administration here.

The film crew learned from the administration that there were 3,200 tents and 2,798 families, including 7,846 men and 7,400 women, as well as more than 100 orphans.

It's hard to imagine how the orphans here survive. Mr. Dia, who was being interviewed by them, said that most of the people here were doing all kinds of menial jobs that no one did, and that they were paid a pitiful salary.

Orphans who have no one to take care of, or families with many children, will go to pick up leftovers from others. The difference between the poor and the homeless here is that the people here will get married, have children, and have a fixed place to live, while the homeless people can't even apply for a shack here, they can only sleep on the street.

The country was poorer than he thought. Ryfbode was also outside, and he was angry and kept swearing.

When he came just now, he didn't know if he stepped on dog shit or what, his already dirty shoes looked even dirtier, and when he saw Chen Xing coming out, he asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

"I guess it's going to be a while." Chen Xing suddenly remembered something and said: "Ford still wants to make his documentary, but it's different from what we think, he only wants to make a 40-minute film, do you want to come along?" ”

"40 minutes?"

"Well, he said that one episode is enough to shoot the migration scene." Levbo said with a smile: "He wants to get a qualification, he has been interested in documentaries for a long time, and he doesn't have much money to shoot it himself, and the serious film crew doesn't invite him." ”

"I don't know, I'm going to see the animals migrating anyway, by the way."

"Then I'll join in." Laifu Bode and Chen Xing have similar ideas, after all, they are all here, if they don't take a few photos to record it, can they still be called photographers?

And Sudan is not far from these savannahs, and it takes less than an hour to fly here.

This matter will be discussed together when Ford is there, Chen Xing chatted with Laifu Bode for a while, and didn't want to go back to the tent to listen to the things he felt worried, so he walked to a nearby commanding height to take pictures.

It's a small hill full of sharp gravel and a hollowed-out rusty vintage car body at the top.

Chen Xing jumped on the car shell again, first took a serious picture with his camera, and then took a picture with his mobile phone, and posted it to Station B News and his circle of friends - they once had a home, but it was taken away by war and disasters.

They used to have dreams, but they were shattered by reality and predicament. Putting down the phone, Chen Xing sat on the roof of the car.

Compared to the environment on the ground, this roof is relatively clean except for the rust and mottling. Living in this kind of place, there is probably no hope in life, right?

He thought. In China, even if you don't have any ability and are just an ordinary person, you can eat, drink and even feed a family.

But here, people without talent can only get thinner and thinner and wait for death, and it is difficult to get ahead with some talent.

Competence is of little use because there is no hope in sight. If he hears anyone say that life is not good in the future, Chen Xing has to recommend him to come to Africa to see, compared to the people who live here, the homeless people in China live the life they dream of.

Chen Xing looked at the horizon in the distance in a daze. Until someone shouted in French, "We're leaving, Chen!" Only then did he come back to his senses, jumped out of the car and walked towards his companion, a woman who lived in the tent might have heard French and was more curious, so she came out of her tent and looked out, Chen Xing happened to be passing by.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Chen Xing felt that this girl's eyes were very beautiful, whether it was blue with a little green, or mixed-race.

And Chen Xing was completely dressed as a rich man, which made the girl startled.

"Chen?"

"I'll be right here!" Chen Xing replied, then looked for it in a few of his pockets, then took out a few pieces of fruit candy bought in the supermarket, and said in English: "Your eyes are very beautiful, do you eat candy?" "French is widely used in Africa, but it is not popular in Sudan.

Only English and Arabic are spoken in Sudan, and the English language penetration rate is not high, and only some educated and well-educated people can understand English or speak to them in simple words.

The girl didn't understand, but her eyes were eager for the candy in Chen Xing's hand. In any underdeveloped place, delicate sweets are something important.

At this time, Laifu Bode urged again, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place at all, so Chen Xing saw that she was a little afraid to take it, so he pinched the sugar and palmed it down.

In this way, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold it. Most of them couldn't understand English, Chen Xing stood up and shook his head, returned to the film crew and went back to the hotel with them.

This hotel is actually not comparable to the hotels in Paris and the hotels in China, but the only thing that cannot be compared is this building, and they are at the level of a star hotel in terms of keeping the rooms hygienic and tidy.

And then there's the service. All the good services you can think of can be found here, as long as you dare to ask for it.

Chen Xing had no interest in this. So he still likes to travel in China or Europe, and Australia can too, at least he can find a girl who can do it when he wants to.

After dinner, Ford invited Lev Bode to their room. Start talking about a trip to Tanzania in a few days.

Chen Xing and Laifu Bode both felt that they were going on a trip, and their minds were very relaxed, and they were looking for something delicious over there on the Internet.

African cuisine is not very good in general, but people always have to eat, and the tallest of the short ones is tall.

And there are many tourists who go to see the animal migration every year, and in order to make more money, these local traders are willing to modify their bad tastes to cater to the growing number of tourists from all over the world.

Ford talked about his plans. In the end, the three raised money. Filming a documentary is not a simple matter, of course, money is the most important thing, for example, renting equipment requires a lot of money.

They planned to buy Chen Xing ten spare parts for the crossing machine to prevent it from exploding, and then rent a video recorder for the film crew, as well as a few camouflage cameras.

There are also telephoto lenses. When shooting animals, you must have a good telephoto lens, so that you can capture the details of the animal without sacrificing clarity.

This is how all documentaries work, and telephoto lenses are essential, because no photographer dares to get close to the wild lions of the African savannah unless he is ready to be a delivery man.

Chen Xing hesitated for a moment and said, "I still have 50,000 euros, Ford, do you have a plan, and how much money will be needed to shoot it?" That's pretty much all my deposits. "He had just renovated the house, and it hadn't even been renovated yet.

"Almost." Ford nodded repeatedly, then looked at Ryfbode. Levbode said: "I don't think the documentary can make money, Chen Xing, you can pay 30,000, I will also pay 30,000, Ford will come up with another 30,000, 90,000 euros is more than enough for us." "He has a professional director at home, and he knows very well what the price of renting equipment is.

Ninety thousand euros is a lot left in the end. Ford laughed embarrassedly twice and said: "I only have 10,000 ......" How can he compare with these two people, one of them was taken by Chanel when he first came to Paris, and he took a few photos casually and was blown by a group of fashion media, and now he has tens of millions of euros for a trip to take photos.

The other is the rich second generation, and tens of thousands of yuan are other people's pocket money. I'm just an ordinary person. According to his previous thoughts, Chen Xing's 50,000 euros is enough, after all, who uses his own money to make documentaries.

I just didn't expect this to be AA.

"Huh?" Levbode squinted at him. You took the lead in making this documentary, and you can't afford it, what do you want to do?

Ford hurriedly said: "But I have already made a plan, so let's invest in you, I will contribute, and when the time comes, the three of us will have money to earn, this is definitely a win-win-win situation, look, I have done a good job." He hurriedly went to the table and took the manuscript that had just been printed.

"Less of you, when we don't know how to do it?" Rifbold and Ford began to quarrel over the investment.

Chen Xing looked at the essay written by Ford. The more I looked, the more I frowned. What is written about this? After a few minutes, Chen Xing looked at half of it and said: "Don't make any noise, this article is not good, it doesn't introduce what the audience wants to see clearly, and it's not attractive enough, you can't just rely on me to fly through the plane to attract people, right?" Damn, Ford, it's better for you to be a photographer, I'll write this article. Levbo held his head high.

"It's up to our big writers, Ford, you go fight that camera." Ford grimaced, but worried that they wouldn't bring him to play, so he nodded in agreement.

Is the photographer a technical job? No, no, no, the photographer is a manual worker, and he can carry a video recorder without the arm of a popeyeman?

Not to mention the anti-video recorder, normally speaking, it is not a simple matter to hold a DSLR stably.

Many novices are easy to take photos, and they are not clear enough, because they do not hold the camera steady, resulting in smearing.

Auto-shake stabilization is not a panacea, I really think that with this function, you can not practice the basic skills, that is not good.

The next day. The 36-year-old videographer, who was behind a video camera, was tasked with filming some of the patients entering the hospital, while Nobel and others were interviewing the patients' families in a room on the second floor.

This documentary is almost finished, he thought to himself. From the coal digging boy in the border city near Egypt, to the poor man who fled from the war in the poor capital, and the boundless tent slum he saw before, their crew has seen the situation in Africa all over.

According to the shooting plan, if it goes well, it should be finished this afternoon, or tomorrow at the latest. At this time, a student who was interning in the crew came over with a smile.

It's Ford, is there anything he's looking for me? He had an impression of this man, after all, it was rare to see someone who was still in college at the age of thirty.

"Annie, I'd like to ask if you have anything else going on this month?" Anne adjusted the camera, looked at the hospital door as usual, and said, "You can tell me something, I don't have anything to do myself, but I already miss the pasta made by my wife, and my eight-year-old daughter." ”

"......" Ford was a little speechless, so are you okay or okay? Now the director of this documentary is no longer him, but Chen Xing.

Chen Xing himself felt that this director position didn't matter, but Laifu Bode resolutely refused, and said: "Chen Xing contributed money and effort, and also wrote the outline of Wen Yu, is it appropriate for you to be this director if you can't come up with anything?" "Why is it not appropriate?

Well, a bit excessive, indeed. At present, this wildlife documentary with only one episode Chen Xing is the director and drone pilot, and it is estimated that Chen Xing will also come to the dubbing himself in the future, Chen Xing's English is very magnetic, although it has a bit of American flavor, but this little detail does not affect.

Levbode paid 30,000 euros, asked for nothing, and simply followed the past. Ford didn't have to invest money, but he had to do something to prove that he was one of the main creative members, such as contacting the equipment needed for the shoot, or - abducting a professional person to go over, which was very important, because all three of them were new recruits, or how to say interns.

"Chen, Chen, and I, as well as Levbode, were going to the Tanzanian savannah to shoot the wildlife migration, and we needed a director of photography. So I found you. Ford said frankly,

"It's a very short time, and we can shoot in three days at most." Annie was a little moved. It was also his first time in Africa, and he was a photographer on French TV 2, so he rarely had the opportunity to travel at public expense, and only for three days, so it was a big deal to take two more days off.

"It's my working hours, come to your room in the evening and talk about it, okay?"

"No problem!" Ford breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his words, knowing that it was already settled, and that the question of cost should be discussed in the evening.