[Is that old man a private collector, and he actually knows how to make these things!] Although I don't know calligraphy, I feel very powerful, and I have been practicing it for decades, to say the least! 】

[Whether it is a writing instrument or a black and white calligraphy and painting, the things of the ancestors have a kind of beauty that has been precipitated over the years. Who would have thought that a piece of ink would take more than a year to take shape. 】

[Only sixty minutes?] What about the next episode? What's next episode! 】

[Anyway, I always feel like I've forgotten something, what am I going to do in the first place? 】

The audience was at first dazed, then horrified.

What are they doing? I actually watched a documentary!

When you come in, you just want to catch the leprechauns!

Hundreds of millions of viewers stared at the light screen, and began to carefully recall in their minds, in addition to the busy old man, is there any other figure in the documentary, compared to the goblin.

Brushes are made by washing wool......

Stop!

Many viewers wiped their faces and continued to reminisce, even the passers-by who appeared by chance did not let go.

How many herbs should be added to the ink cube gel step? I forgot it, and I want to watch it again......

With a thud, they slammed their heads on the table with expressions of despair that shattered the sky.

They really just want to find the goblin, why is it all about making methods in their heads.

Yu Jing is poisonous!

In the end, the audience gave up, pulled the progress bar back to the beginning, and focused on watching, documenting, recording, and filming!

The next day, the 39% rating of the Four Treasures of the Study was shocked, and the number of repeated on-demand views was higher than the ratings of some popular movies and TV series.

Even the most unpopular documentaries can play flowers, whether it is inside or outside the circle, Yu Jing is completely convinced, and it feels like there is nothing that this person can't do.

Finally, the outside world summed up in one sentence -

If all future documentaries are like this, just watch it!

……

As soon as the ratings came out, Chu Baixia excitedly went to report the good news to Yu Jing: "Director Jing, the ratings are out!" ”

Inside the room, Yu Jing, who was naked, sat at the red lacquered round table and tilted his head to look at him. Chu Baixia's face turned red, and he hurriedly closed the door: "I'm sorry Director Jing." ”

Yu Jing raised his eyebrows: "What is he doing behind closed doors, hasn't he ever been to the beach?" ”

The fog in the ancient city was thick in the morning, and the air would be a little hotter, so he deliberately opened the door, and Chu Baixia poured it and closed it for him again.

Ji Yasu behind him smiled: "Maybe the comments on the Internet influenced him, even my grandmother felt that you were kissing when she saw that photo, not to mention that he was the party." ”

Yu Jing raised his hand in surrender: "Grandma, don't tease me, it's really my hand that collapses into Xiao Xia's eyes, so I will get closer to check the situation." ”

"You've never been in a relationship since you were a child, don't you have someone you like?"

Yu Jing was stunned for a moment, and a handsome and indifferent face flashed in his mind.

He turned his back to Ji Yasu, and Ji Yasu, who sighed casually, didn't notice his grandson's wandering gaze.

Yu Jing pretended to be calm and changed the topic: "I'll open the door, it's too boring." ”

The carved wooden door creaked open, the breeze came in his face, Yu Jing patted his cheek to dissipate the heat, and sat back down. Ji Yasu poured the green liquid from the bottle on his hand and applied it to Yu Jing's back little by little. The fair skin is covered with dense red spots, as if it is allergic.

Yu Jing complained to Ji Yasu: "The mosquitoes in the mountains are too poisonous, they can bite all over the bag through clothes, and why do they only bite me, the old man Qu Wendong has nothing to do." ”

The cool medicinal juice was applied to his body, which instantly dispelled the itch on his back, and Yu Jing reached behind his back to touch it, but was held down by Ji Yasu.

"Some of the skin has been scratched by you, and you are not allowed to touch it before the medicine is dry."

There was a loud noise in the courtyard outside the octagonal building.

Yu Jing smiled at Ji Yasu, put on his clothes and ran downstairs, Chu Baixia sat on the wooden stairs, and saw Yu Jing quickly stand up.

"What's going on down there?" Yu Jing asked him.

Chu Baixia shook his head blankly, and when Yu Jing passed in front of him, he smelled a very strong smell of medicine. Looking at the red spots on Yu Jing's neck and arms, Chu Baixia suddenly realized that he was also bitten by mosquitoes, but it was not as serious as Director Jing.

"You ink thief, give me back!" The roar grew louder and louder, and Yu Jing ran into the yard in three steps and two steps. I saw Qu Wendong blocking Mayor Song with a hideous expression, waving the wolf hair in his hand, and spraying the ink dots like flowers scattered around, and the mayor's secretary covered his face next to him and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"What's going on?" Yu Jing hurriedly inserted between the two to prevent Qu Wendong from moving seriously, this fierce man who can hold the stone lion, if he really wants to smash it with a punch, Mayor Song's small body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Qu Wendong was almost mad, and pointed at Mayor Song to complain to Yu Jing: "Jing guided you just in time, he sneaked into the room and stole the ink blocks I worked so hard to make." ”

Mayor Song's eyes widened, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "You don't slander me, I'm turning them over, the documentary said, turn over from time to time to help them dry up." ”

Qu Wendong is aggrieved, he used to practice calligraphy with ink, and making ink blocks under the guidance of Yu Jing gave him endless fun, and those pieces of ink were his brainchild!

Even if he wants to turn over, he should turn over himself!

Yu Jing was so loud by their quarrel that he even interrupted Qu Wendong's words: "Mayor, those inks are Mr. Qu's hard work, he is a little excited, please forgive me." Is there anything you have to do here? ”

Qu Wendong froze, this ink thief is the mayor?

He hurriedly hid the brush behind him, feeling uneasy. At this time, he saw Yu Jing standing in front of him.

The old man who consciously found a backer straightened his waist, what about the mayor, it is not up to Yu Jing to make a documentary to promote it now.

Mayor Song is a shriveled old man, and his cloudy eyes occasionally flash in a flash, which makes people dare not underestimate him. He reversed his previous irritable appearance with cold eyebrows, and asked Yu Jing with a smile: "Director Jing, I came to ask when will the filming of the next episode start?" ”

Yu Jing calculated the time: "In three days, I will send my grandparents to the port." ”

After more than ten days of playing here, it's time for them to go back.

"Okay, okay, what are you going to shoot in the next episode, I'll ask someone to prepare it for you in advance." Mayor Song almost burst into tears, thinking that Yu Jing would play like crazy before and shoot again, but he didn't expect him to misunderstand, Yu Jing is still very responsible.

In the next second, Mayor Song's expression froze because Yu Jing told him.

"The next stop is going to Huijin City, and Mayor Li is already urging me."

Mayor Song hurriedly grabbed Yu Jing's hand: "Why don't you continue filming in Huiqiu City?" A few days ago, I had the wrong attitude, I shouldn't speculate on your thoughts, and changed the director of the first issue without authorization, I apologize to you, and ask you to continue filming documentaries in Huiqiu City. ”

Mayor Song was in a hurry to change the director because Yu Jing was too crazy to play in those days and looked unreliable, so Yu Jing didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Old mayor, the task given to me by the Propaganda Department was to shoot a documentary for Huixing, not to become the exclusive director of Huiqiu City, of course I have to leave for the next stop after the shooting, and I definitely don't have an opinion on you."

Mayor Song was stunned for a moment, looked at Yu Jing's sincere expression, and knew that he was thinking too much. He sighed in dismay, knowing that he couldn't keep this talented director, and sincerely thanked Yu Jing: "I'm sorry, I was wrong a few days ago, thank you for your efforts for Huiqiu City during this time." ”

Qu Wendong was not interested in their conversation, and ran to the stone table to practice calligraphy, Yu Jing stared at the old man's straight back, and said: "The effect of the documentary is good, and the mayor is expected to be very busy next." Huiqiu City is built on the mountain, is a small bridge and flowing water of the exquisite ancient city, but also an inexhaustible treasure city, the mayor should take good grasp. ”

Mayor Song was confused by him, of course he was happy to have tourists come to play, and it is true to pay attention to public security issues and investment promotion, but what does it mean to grasp it well?

Yu Jing held his forehead, broke it and crumpled it for Mayor Song to analyze: "Although documentaries will attract tourists, it is a challenge for you to retain them for a long time. The production process of the Four Treasures of the Study Room is very interesting and will definitely interest visitors. ”

Just like Qu Wendong, what an old man with fairy wind and bones when he came, now he squats in the sheepfold all day long and picks wool, and is happy to make all kinds of brushes. The last time he fell into ink, he was pointed at his nose by the milk doll and laughed at him for playing with 'mud'.

"Didn't the mayor just enter the ink room curious about the ink block?" Yu Jing meant something.

Mayor Song smiled awkwardly and hid his ink-stained fingers behind him.

As Yu Jing expected, the port of the Huixing spacecraft was crowded with tourists, and the density of the flow of people even required the dispatch of mechanical balls to maintain order.

Sending Ji Yasu and Lu Yang to the spaceship, Yu Jing lowered the brim of his hat and blended into the tourists like a nimble fish, and the four bodyguards behind him almost lost in the crowd.

From the cold and lonely ancient city to the bustling city, it is only two days.

"Guide." Yu Jing, who was wandering around, turned around, Xu Mo stood quietly not far away and looked at him, and the three assistants stood behind Xu Mo with their heads bowed, not daring to look at Yu Jing at all.

Yu Jing waved his hand: "Director Xu, do you want to leave for the next stop?" ”

"No, I'm here to apologize. I don't know Director Jing's way of filming and blame you, please forgive me for being arbitrary and unreasonable. Xu Mo's tone was very serious, and he stood up straight and bowed solemnly to Yu Jing.

Yu Jing was not good at dealing with such a serious guy, and he always had a feeling of tingling in the face of the teaching director's scalp, so he hurriedly found an excuse to leave there with Chu Baixia and the bodyguards.

"Young man, it's really gone, Grandma didn't lie to you."

After walking for a while, a familiar voice came from the airtight human wall in front of him, Yu Jing heard that the person who spoke was a sheep raising grandmother, and he didn't care about hiding his identity, so he hurriedly shouted at the crowd: "What are you doing?" ”

There was a commotion among the tourists.

"It's Jingdao! He hasn't left yet! ”

"Is that boyfriend next to him, he looks about the same age, and he can beat him cry with a weak punch."

Yu Jing motioned for everyone to disperse, and a young boy in the audience was tugging on Grandma's sleeve, he brushed the boy's hand away, and warned coldly: "Speak well, don't scare Grandma." ”

Grandma's teeth are almost gone, and when she laughs, her bare gums will be exposed, and she patted the back of Yu Jing's hand amiably: "It's okay, it's okay, Grandma is not afraid, they are all good children, don't quarrel." ”

"Grandma, what do you want to do when he stops?" Yu Jing frowned and asked.

Grandma couldn't cry or laugh: "He wants to buy wool, but Grandma only raises three sheep, and even the sheep are shaved and smooth, and there is really no wool." ”

Yu Jing choked, but he didn't expect this person to wrap his face around Grandma for wool. The person next to him was also disappointed, in the four treasures of the study, the production method of the pen is the simplest, but unfortunately there are no raw materials now.

"The production workshop of the four treasures of the study is being built urgently, and the raw materials have also been shipped, and you can experience the production process of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in less than two days, please be patient and wait, don't scare the aborigines here." Yu Jing told everyone the inside information, and sure enough, a group of people laughed.

Yu Jing let everyone disperse, and someone in the crowd said, "Director Jing, what's wrong with your neck?" ”

Yu Jing only wore a round-necked shirt today, and his delicate collarbone could almost be seen in the clothes one size larger, and everyone naturally saw the faint red marks under the collarbone.

Remembering the news two days ago, and looking at the marks on Yu Jing's body, everyone couldn't help but think about it.

Yu Jing shuddered at their sight and explained loudly: "This is a bug bite, and the bugs especially like to bite me when I go into the mountains to shoot a documentary!" ”

He was afraid of itching and scratched the skin directly, so he looked a little ambiguous.

"Hey—" The crowd dragged out their voices, apparently not convinced.

Yu Jing laughed angrily: "I don't believe you can try it in the mountains by yourself." ”

Try it, a group of tourists living in high-rise buildings rushed into the mountain.

The next day, they swept away the insect repellent in the pharmacy.

Tourists not only urged the store to hurry up and put on the shelves the raw materials of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but also peeped at the door of Yu Jing's rented homestay.

A group of people grabbed the door frame like hamsters and looked in, the light in their eyes was almost blinding Qu Wendong's eyes, and the old man asked irritably: "What do you want to do?" ”

"We want to see you flip ink, shabu-shabu, and write."

"Yes, yes, don't be afraid, we are good people. Old Sir, does Mobao sell? ”

Qu Wendong was expressionless: "Not for sale." ”

The crowd was silent for a long time, revealing the purpose: "Then, do you sell your pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" ”

Qu Wendong hehe, just this group of people didn't have a good heart, he said angrily; "If you want, go to the workshop and do it yourself, dare to covet my baby, believe it or not, I'll beat you all over the ground."