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Liu Qingshan didn't forget to tell them, he knew that the villagers had some spare money, so they shouldn't form the habit of being extravagant.

"Small pick."

Chu Yunxiu curled her lips, but she knew it well, of course she wouldn't push everyone to go shopping, and she didn't get a commission like she did later.

Even if the merchant had a commission, she would not do that. Chu Yunxiu treated Jiapigou as her own home.

Everyone was tossing around in the hall for a while, and dozens of tourists came in outside, and the folks in Jiapigou hurriedly gave up the emperor's throne to them.

"My butt isn't warm yet."

Zhang Ganzi muttered, then handed the gauze cap on his head to the staff next to him, and took out a box of Hongmei cigarettes, and handed one to the staff.

The staff waved their hands again and again: "This is not called smoking."

The halls are all wooden structures, so fire protection must be taken care of.

Seeing that it was almost noon, everyone came out of Tang City. This place is really not small, and they didn't finish wandering around all morning, but only went to a few main attractions.

There were quite a few other tourists, and they all came out one after another, going to the cafeteria to eat, and it seemed that they planned to continue shopping in the afternoon.

Tickets here are not expensive, five jiao for the ancient street outside, and one yuan for Tangcheng.

According to Wang Zhan, there are about two to three hundred tourists every day, and the entrance fee is about 300 yuan.

This may not be inconspicuous, but it is better than a long stream of water. As the tourism industry becomes more and more prosperous in the future, it will definitely be a stable income.

And this is just the beginning, only simple catering services, and then sell all kinds of antique souvenirs in the future, that will be a lot of money.

When they came to the big cafeteria, there was already a film crew eating here. Liu Qingshan glanced and saw many familiar faces.

It should be the crew of "Jaguar". At this time, Uncle Ge's hair is relatively thick.

At this time, Director Zhang had just won the Golden Bear Award last year, and he was in high spirits.

And the actor Gong next to him is at the peak of his splendor.

However, the people next to the film crew were a bit of an eyesore. They were Chu Zhengnan and his group. I heard that they invested in this movie.

Those sitting at the next table should be other crew members.

Liu Qingshan didn't go over to say hello, but Wang Zhan, the person in charge of the film and television city, went over to say hello to Director Zhang and the others.

"Oh my god, is that Jiu'er from Red Sorghum?"

Zhang Ganzi leaned forward joyfully, and laughed while watching Actor Gong.

"Who are you, where did you get Shanpao, don't run out to scare people, okay?"

Chu Zhengnan's righteousness is not going well, mainly because he saw Liu Qingshan and Wang Zhan.

Zhang Ganzi gave Chu Zhengnan a slanted look: "I'm a pig farmer, so I only bother you with acne."

What do you mean?

Chu Zhengnan has no experience in rural life, so he doesn't understand what's going on, but he also knows that it's not a good thing, so he complained:

"Leave far away!"

Zhang Ganzi is not afraid: "If you want to get out, you have to get out. This place is opened by Qingshan in our village. It doesn't cost me to eat here!"

That aura is just like the fat translator in Xiaobing Zhang Ga who said "I don't need money to eat out in the city".

"you!"

Chu Zhengnan really didn't make any moves.

Zhang Ganzi became more excited: "I am annoyed when I see you like this. I think I am from the city, so I look down on us rural people, right? Look at your small appearance, who do you look down on!"

Chu Zhengnan was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick: "Why don't you look down on you, poor Shanpao, the capital is also a place where you can come?"

"Hurry up and go home and plant the land well, and you can plan more food."

This time, Dashuai Zhang and the others were also annoyed, with a whimper, more than a dozen rushed up.

Dashuai Zhang even picked up the benches, and the captain uncle pointed at Chu Zhengnan:

"The capital is not your Kangtou, why can't we come?"

The old party secretary was still safe, and took a puff of the small cigarette pouch in a leisurely manner: "Young people, don't be so arrogant, maybe we can earn money in a year, and you can't compare to it."

"Who doesn't know how to brag, how much money can you farmers earn, have you become ten thousand yuan households?"

Chu Zhengnan patted himself on the chest: "Do you know how much money I earn a year, at least 10 yuan."

The old party secretary took a puff of smoke lightly, and said unhurriedly:

"Our village was a 10 yuan village the year before last, and a 20 yuan village last year."

Chu Zhengnan suffered a critical blow in an instant: "How is this possible, you must be bragging..."

"The people's newspaper can still boast, young man, if you have nothing to do, look through the newspaper more, and strengthen your studies. We Jiapigou often appear in the newspaper."

After the old branch secretary finished his work, he waved to Zhang Ganzi and others with a smile, and went back to his table to prepare for dinner.

Zhang Ganzi also giggled at Chu Zhengnan:

"Little brother, you have to keep a low profile. Just follow me. You see, I have the lowest dividend in Jiapigou. I pay more than 20 yuan a year. When did I make a noise all over the world, hahaha!"

Chu Zhengnan felt a rush of hot blood in an instant, almost gushing out from his mouth.

He was actually despised by others, and he was still the country bumpkin he despised the most.

But Chu Zhengnan still couldn't refute, he could not go up or down, which made him really uncomfortable.

Now even Liu Qingshan couldn't look down on him, so he hurried over to apologize:

"Little Eight Brothers, I'm sorry, the country is full of people, and I just tell the truth, I didn't take care of your face, I will apologize to you for everyone."

This cut was done just right, Chu Zhengnan didn't come up in one breath, coughed violently, with snot and tears streaming down together.

Only then did Liu Qingshan nod to the others on the table: "Everyone take your time, if you need anything about food, just say hello."

He was about to turn around and leave, but he saw that Director Zhang got up and stretched out his hand to Liu Qingshan:

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I have heard the name of Jiapigou for a long time. If I have the opportunity, I must visit and study."

Seeing this scene, the others were also taken aback. You know, Director Zhang is now in full swing and has become a leading figure among the new generation of directors, yet he is so polite to this young man.

But after thinking about it, they understood that it wasn't about the money.

Making movies also requires capital, and it is a very money-burning industry, so it is also a compulsory course for directors to be richer.

Since he was being polite, Liu Qingshan certainly didn't want to pretend to be big: "I've admired Director Zhang's name for a long time. If there is a chance, let's cooperate."

Director Zhang laughed all over his face immediately, although he knew it was a polite word, but what if he was really willing to pay for it.

But Chu Zhengnan's group next to him heard it harshly, and a person who usually had the best relationship with Chu Zhengnan sneered a few times:

"Movies are not something everyone can enjoy. Don't think that with a little money, you can enjoy movies."

The group of them also saw Liu Qingshan spend [-] million in a single shot that day, so they shifted their attack direction.

With a puff, Wang Zhan next to him couldn't help laughing out loud:

"I said San'er, you are so funny. If you want to say something else, I won't argue with you. If you say that Qingshan doesn't understand movies, then you are too ignorant."

The nickname was San'er just now, and the anger also came up: "Wang Zhan, you are less installed in this big petal garlic, don't think that in your site, you dare not beat you!"

Wang Zhan still smiled and waved his hands again and again: "Well, I won't break these useless things with you, I'll just talk about something."

After speaking, he turned to Director Zhang and gave a thumbs up: "Director Zhang, you took a good shot of red sorghum, this is it, but Qingshan finished watching it with us that day, and Qingshan said that there is a flaw in the ointment."

At this moment, even Director Zhang frowned slightly: Red Sorghum is his pinnacle work, which has been praised both at home and abroad.

Wang Zhan continued, "That's where Jiu'er was in the sorghum field..."

This time, even the actor Gong lost his face. Anyone who has seen it knows that that part is a bit unsuitable for children.

However, the current atmosphere in China is still relatively conservative, so this paragraph has also received some criticism.

But to be honest, that part was shot really well, the characters and the scenery were integrated into one, and it gave people a hearty feeling after watching it.

Wang Zhan continued: "Jiu'er was in the sorghum field, sending those men to the battlefield. Qingshan said that it felt a little lacking. It would be better if a song was added to enhance the atmosphere."

"But I really can't sing with this voice, let Qingshan hum a few lines for you, that's the feeling."

Oh, now even Director Zhang became interested and looked at Liu Qingshan.

There used to be an episode in this movie, Sister, you go forward boldly, it was sung by Director Zhang and the later Director Jiang. The two have broken voices, but they sang that kind of boldness.

So Director Zhang really wanted to hear what other good ideas Liu Qingshan had that could surpass his song.

Liu Qingshan couldn't demolish Wang Zhan, so he could only smile and say:

"I'm just talking casually, and I can't take it seriously. If Director Zhang doesn't dislike it, then I'll hum a few words."

"That field beside me,"

"The scent of jujube flowers at hand."

"The sorghum is ripe and red all over the sky,"

"Jiu'er, I will take you to a distant place..."

The lyrics are very simple, only four lines, chanted repeatedly.

Liu Qingshan's voice went from low to high, until the end was soul-stirring.

The singing seemed to bring everyone present into a fiery sorghum field. Jiu'er held a wine bowl and bid farewell to each man.

Director Zhang felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, he clenched his fists tightly, and his face looked a little ferocious because of the excitement:

This is exactly the emotion he wanted to express in the movie, but he didn't find a good vent at the time.

Unexpectedly, it was made up for by the young man in front of him.

Director Zhang can't wait to reshoot that scene immediately, write this song into it, and then use the suona to set off the atmosphere, it's absolutely amazing.

Not to mention winning the Golden Bear Award, even an Oscar, he thinks he is eligible.

And the actor Gong next to her was also looking at Liu Qingshan excitedly. She also realized that if this song was incorporated into it, her role as Jiu'er would be more vivid.

This young man is a person who can make the finishing touch!

When Liu Qingshan gradually quieted down, the air in the entire cafeteria seemed to still be buzzing.

"How about it, is it strong enough?"

Wang Zhan also showed off with reminiscence.

Now, even Chu Zhengnan and his group couldn't help but keep nodding their heads.

It's too late to meet each other, Director Zhang even grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm: "Mr. Liu, come here, just because of your song, we must sit here and have a bowl of wine!"

Uncle Ge next to him patted the table: "One bowl is not enough, if you want to do it, you can make three bowls."

After finishing speaking, he hehe twice: "I declare in advance that I can't drink alcohol, and it's good to see you drinking."

Chapter 692 I have a big appetite

Liu Qingshan was dragged by Director Zhang and sat at this table. Although Song Lei and Chu Zhengnan felt uncomfortable, they couldn't say anything.

These people were also completely suppressed by Liu Qingshan's voice just now, and they dared not say anything anymore, the other party didn't understand movies and the like.

At another table, a long-haired man came up and sat down beside Liu Qingshan.

This one was invited by their production crew to be in charge of the music. Of course Liu Qingshan knew him. The [-] singers concert in the past two years was organized by Mr. Guo, as well as the song "Let the World Be Filled with Love".

Teacher Guo wears glasses, and his eyes are very eager:

"Mr. Liu, this song of yours fits so well with the movie. Director Zhang is so greedy. I wish I could remake Red Sorghum right now."

"I do." Director Zhang also nodded and laughed. To be honest, he also shot this "Jaguar" very boringly.

If it hadn't been for the tens of thousands of dollars spent by these young masters during the preparations in advance, and due to the lack of affection, Director Zhang would have quit the job a long time ago.

At this time, Wang Zhan interjected again: "Teacher Guo, you probably don't know that Qingshan has a foreign name."

Liu Qingshan signaled lightly, telling Wang Zhan not to be too thorough, since he didn't want to show off.

But Wang Zhan's words finally made Chu Zhengnan, who had been aggrieved for a long time, find a chance to fight back. He sneered a few times:

"Is it very proud to have a foreign name? It's not like fake foreign devils."

These words are indeed a bit irritating, Wang Zhan simply ignored Liu Qingshan's obstruction: