Let you shoot a promotional video, but you shoot Xiuchun Dao

In the yurt.

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

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

Representative Zhang Huanxi drank several cups at the beginning of the show, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but speak out.

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

Fang Xin smiled and said nothing.

He knew why Zhang Huanxi was so grateful to him!
Before coming here, he had investigated the local economic income. Except for the local primitive herdsmen, most of them were engaged in small businesses.

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 outlet, many young people choose to leave their hometowns and go to big cities to develop.

Slowly, there are only old people and children left in the local area, and economic development has also fallen into a vicious circle.

When Fang Xin came this time, he first established a film and television city, and then planned 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 serve them with delicious food and drink.

It's just that Fang Xin didn't want to come at first, and he had his own reasons for agreeing to appear.

"Representative, I heard that your local Mongolian men are rough and mighty, and also very handsome. I wonder if there is anyone you recommend. Let us meet?"

"You want to meet our local handsome guy?"

Zhang Huanxi keenly caught the key words, and immediately raised her hand with a smile.

"No problem, wrap it on me!"

Then he got out of the yurt drunkenly with the help of his subordinates, probably looking for someone.

"Hey! Fang Xin, tell me the truth, what if you can't find your true hero here?"

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

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Fang Xin staring at the Zhengmei girl dancing in the middle of the yurt with great enthusiasm.

Chen Bingbing immediately rolled his eyes towards the sky.

"Look at how promising you are! You don't even glance at the top international female star sitting next to you!"

Chen Bingbing said a little speechlessly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words finished, Chen Xiulong added something beside him.

"She was a former first-line female star in the world!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

Chen Bingbing made a gesture to hit someone.

Chen Xiulong quickly dodged, with a piece of roasted mutton still 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 ways of persuasion that "Genghis Khan" should use, and the more he thought about it, the more headache he got.

"System, even though I couldn't count in my previous life, I have the god-level director script bonus you gave me in this life, but it's really difficult for me to obey the Tao!"

Fang Xin couldn't figure it out by himself, so he planned to let the system answer it for him.

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

[Friendly reminder from the system: The host can solve this problem by improving his own aesthetics reasonably and reading more books! 】

Depend on!
Why does the system change its ways of cursing people?
Fang Xin couldn't help complaining in his heart.

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

Until a big hand patted his shoulder with such force that it almost knocked off the wine on the table.

Looking back, Zhang Huanxi stared at Fang Xin with a pair of dog eyes and smiled.

"Director Fang, do you want to see handsome guys? Check this out and see if you're satisfied!"

Fang Xin turned his head to look.

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

Even Chen Bingbing, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice due to the oppressive feeling.

"Director Fang, I think it will work."

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

Zhang Huanxi also sobered up from the wine, and looked up at Fang Xin expectantly.

After a while, Fang Xin looked away helplessly.

"Representative, the man you're looking for is handsome. Mongolian men are all handsome, but I'm not looking for this type!"

Zhang Huanxi was a little disappointed.

But he didn't force it.

Everyone is willing to choose to come to this remote area to film. 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 moment!"

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

Everyone thought something was wrong, stopped their hands, and looked up at Fang Xin.

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

"Brother, I don't mean to offend, 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, he stood up and gave him corresponding respect.

"Ok."

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

Fang Xin was stunned for a moment!

He thinks he has found his true hero!

The reason why he noticed this man at a glance just now was because even when he was serving the baking tray, the man's eyes were neither humble nor overbearing, and his behavior was magnanimous and polite.

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

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

Such a rare talent, it's hard not to be convinced by Fang!
"Brother, what's your name?"

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

"My name is Basar."

"good very good!"

Fang Xin clapped his hands and laughed.

"Brother Basal, I am very optimistic about you, let's leave a contact information for each other!"

Basar's hands trembled, and he seemed a little surprised.

But he quickly adjusted his emotions, and stretched out his hand to shake Fang Xin neither humble nor overbearing.

"Nice to meet you, Director Fang."

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

Fang Xin, on the other hand, was also in a good mood, strolling forward.

Wang Qianyuan is one of the people who are most familiar with him, and he can tell his mood by watching his movements.

"Have you finally found your true hero?"

Fang Xin nodded in satisfaction.

"Of course, it's just that he is Temujin in his youth, with that kind of ambition, that kind of demeanor, I think it's really right for me to come to eat this time!"