The road from Shangri-La to Deqin was not easy. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Benzilan. Zhao Wei slept in the car again in the afternoon. When he arrived at Benzilan, he woke up and took the car with him. Had a late lunch at a familiar restaurant.

It was also rainy here. Zhao Wei estimated that even if he arrived at Feilai Temple, he would not be able to see the Rizhao Jinshan Mountain. He suggested going directly to Deqin County, but Ling Qingyu still refused to give up and always wanted to take a look. After eating, he We drove directly to Feilai Temple.

When we arrived at Feilai Temple, it started to rain lightly again. The mountains were covered with fog and nothing could be seen. Zhao Wei found an inn he knew well. The conditions were simple but warm.

The inn was built of wood. The owner of the inn was talkative and the yak hotpot he made was very delicious. Seeing that they were enjoying their meal, he brought a bottle of red wine over to chat with them.

Zhao Wei had been here twice and was familiar with the boss. After clinking glasses of wine, he asked, Do you think we can see the mountain tomorrow?

It's difficult, you see, the clouds are so thick today, I'm afraid it will be rainy tomorrow. The boss pointed to a table of young people next to him and said, They have been waiting for three days, and they haven't even waited for the clouds to clear up.

That's it.

Seeing Zhao Wei sigh in disappointment, the boss said: Why don't you stay a few more days? It's been cloudy for three days. It might be clear in two days. You didn't see it twice. Please wait two more days this time. Bar.

Come back, let's rush to Yubeng. If it rains, it will be difficult for Yubeng to leave. Zhao Wei glanced at Ling Qingyu and the others and smiled.

Well, that's true. The boss smiled and said: The same goes for Shangyu Beng. If you go to the divine waterfall to wash yourself, you will get good luck. If you have the blessing of the gods, you will definitely see Kawaborg when you come back.

Mr. Zhao has been here twice? Ye Po sat next to Zhao Wei and turned around to ask after hearing their conversation.

Well, yes, I have ridden this section of road with my friends before. Zhao Wei said with a hint of sadness: I heard that seeing Kawaborg will ensure a safe journey to Tibet, so I came here specially. I came to see it, but I didn’t see it after two days of guarding.”

What happened next?

Later? Seeing Ye Po's expression, Zhao Wei hesitated for a moment and asked, Are you asking whether it was safe for us to ride?

Ye Po nodded.

Zhao Wei paused for a long time, took a sip of wine and said, Not long after we entered Tibet, it rained heavily that day, and we were on a downhill road. My friend rushed down the cliff and broke his spine.

After a moment of silence, Ye Po said softly: I'm sorry.

Zhao Wei smiled and shook his head and said: It's nothing. It happened ten years ago. My friend can now walk again and is still clamoring to walk again. That is our choice. Youth, let's leave no regrets.

No regrets? Ye Po smiled, raised his glass and clinked it with him, and asked, Is that Kawaborg so smart?

Haha, Kawabog is shaped like eight Buddhist pagodas with Buddha's light. Inside, it looks like thousands of Buddhas gathered together to chant sutras. Thousands of Buddhas gathered on the top of the Buddha's relationship. Thousands of brave dakinis hovered in all directions. When a destined person worships, infinite miracles will happen. However, if you worship with a sinful body, it will be difficult to fulfill your wishes. This is what the guide says. The boss licked the wine glasses full for the two of them and said with a smile: This is an auspicious and holy place. , very effective.”

If you say this, I have always been guilty. If it's cloudy again tomorrow, I won't be able to see it three times, and it will be difficult to fulfill my wish. Zhao Wei said self-deprecatingly. In fact, this mountain is True Spirit, three times, all three times were to escape, to escape the troubles of reality, so I came to this innocent place to find salvation.

The boss patted Zhao Wei on the shoulder and said: Be sincere and sincere, and Kawaborg will be able to hear your voice.

Sincere? Ye Po asked.

Well, the boss pointed to his heart and said, Sincerity, Kawaborg likes pure people, pure heart, as long as you are sincere enough.

You think I'm insincere, don't you? The sound on the TV suddenly became louder, and the character inside shouted.

Everyone turned their heads, and the young man at the other table who turned up the volume smiled sheepishly, turned it down again, said sorry, and said to the boss: Boss, can you please turn it back?

Okay, okay. The boss walked over with a smile and put the disc back to where the young man said.

Zhuanshan! Ling Qingyu said after reading the content.

What? Ye Shiyi asked as he was bringing vegetables to her.

A small, well-produced video about the Yunnan-Tibet Line. In order to fulfill his brother's last wish, a young man rode a bicycle from Lijiang to Lhasa, and his soul was cleansed. After finishing speaking, Ling Qingyu added another sentence: It's very inspiring.

Walking through this snow-capped mountain is very inspiring, isn't it? Ye Shiyi asked in confusion. They passed by cyclists on the way. Although he got into Ling Qingyu's car directly and did not communicate with them directly, the banquet afterwards was more or less still. I heard a lot of things from them.

They have roads and bicycles. They walked on their legs back then, crossing mountains and ridges. Isn't that even more amazing?

Seeing the disdain on his lips, Ling Qingyu smiled and hugged him, saying: For ordinary people, this is indeed a great thing, but my Eleven is the best!

Ye Shili smiled immediately, kissed her on the cheek, sat back and continued to pick vegetables for her.

Speaking of which, if you can make a good road movie, it should do well at the box office. Zhou Ziqing said, ignoring the intimate scene.

The plot and director must be good, and the publicity must be strong enough. If you really want to talk about box office, fantasy is more pleasing. Fanwan looked at the meat put in the hot pot and said, Find a few famous actors, the plot is euphemistic and sad. Make it more glamorous and hire a Hollywood team to do the special effects, and it will definitely sell well.

The investment is too big, the prices of famous actors are high now, and... Zhou Ziqing smiled with a smile that you know and did not continue.

Not necessarily. If there is a good seedling with good temperament and good appearance, as long as the publicity keeps up... Fanwan and Zhou Ziqing unconsciously looked at Ye Shiyi who stood up again to add food to Ling Qingyu.

If it were this male protagonist...

Ye Shiyi glanced at them, and the two people immediately looked away. Forget it, it's better not to take any chances with these people...

Well, for your job, you can consider writing a fantasy script. The plot is poignant, the cast is strong, the special effects are exquisite, and investment is not a problem. Ling Qingyu thought for a moment, turned to Yan Qi and said, Well, what do you think?

It has been nearly four months since arriving here. After the initial nervousness to adapt and then relax, the men also began to look for new interests. Ye Shiyi fell in love with stocks and futures, Ying Shisan fell in love with photography, Cheng Jia loved books, and Yan Qi is a movie fan...

Well, to make a good movie like the one you mentioned, at least 200 million yuan of investment is needed to guarantee it. Yan Qi did the math in his mind and said. He and Ying Shisan went to see Ling Qingyu's cultural company together. Ying Shisan focused on all the financial accounts and the impact of related related enterprises, while he focused on the production costs. Ling Qingyu's cultural company was not big, just A small company that shoots some small advertisements and participates in some small shares in some movie productions. However, even if it is a small share, she still wants the cost plan and final settlement of the entire movie production, from those just used for Yan Qi felt the pulse of the reference materials.

You want money? No problem, I'll invest! Dong Ting was walking by and shouted after hearing Yan Qi's words.

What kind of investment? Why didn't he come to me if he had a share? Fang Fang immediately shouted.

Making a movie? Count me in, I can invest 20 million for fun. Wu Kun also laughed.

Yes, there are five of us, 20 million per person, how about it? Liang Jiarong moved his hand towards Dong Ting and said with a smile.

The four women looked at them for a long time and were speechless. Rich people are good. So, an investment of 100 million can be done?

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