Changing planes and changing trains, the group was unspeakably tired.
The main reason is that the country in the north is colder than they imagined, but the director didn't stop, and continued to go north after seeing the arrangement, and a few people also had vague guesses in their hearts.
"Isn't it going to see the aurora?"
Wang Yun's water surface was ashen, he had no interest in the aurora, in such a cold day, the clothes were not aesthetically pleasing, he lost his image, he didn't enjoy anything, just to see an aurora?
Where can't the aurora be seen?
"You can also watch it online, so there's no need to go to the scene by yourself?" Sailor Wang Yun put it in his pocket, shaking his body from side to side with the bumps of the car.
The road is not very good, there are many potholes.
Xia Chunhua also felt something was wrong, "Isn't the place to see the aurora a tourist attraction? There are many tourist attractions like Iceland, where are we going?"
An Rong held the notebook in his hand, frowned and bit the penholder.
Xu Xiaoyan pulled the pen in her hand and said: "Look at the arrangement of the director team, but look at our choice of location, I think this matter may not be that simple."
The company rented a car, and it seemed that the place we were going to was not a popular tourist attraction, and there were very few people along the way.
Xiao Yu also nodded.
An Rong took out the pen, wrote the lyrics on the paper, avoided Xu Xiaoyan and said: "You sit in front."
Xu Xiaodi said with a smile: "What are you doing? Afraid I'll see it? Sitting in the front is easy to block the camera, and it also looks big. I won't go."
As if he hadn't been sitting in front all the time before.
Seeing that it was already December, Chen Xin also called An Rong, and officially informed that December [-] would be the "Singer-Composer" preliminary round, and she must be there.
But now he is still on his way to the last place, and he will definitely not be able to go back for a while.
The singer-songwriter requires that the lyrics and music must be all original singers, and the copyright will be negotiated between the company and the program group. An Rong doesn't need to know how to deal with it.
All she needs to do is to finalize the first version of the lyrics and music before returning from here, and it will take time to polish, revise and polish.
Xu Xiaodi also got in touch with the director of the web drama, and agreed on an approximate time to join the group.
All the way to the north, the snow was so white that Xia Chunhua, a southern city dweller who had never seen snow much, was excited like a silly child.
But such a boring scene lasted for a few days, and it will only make people gradually lose interest.
Beauty is still beautiful, but it feels like this every day, which makes the eyes tired.
On the day we arrived at the destination, the weather was not bad, but it was only two o'clock in the noon, and the sky was a little dark.
After getting out of the car, several people stood on the side of the road and were a little confused.
The dilapidated houses on the street were nearly one floor submerged in snow, and the dilapidated car abandoned by someone on the side of the road only showed a little above the window, and even the roof was covered with a thick layer of snow.
The shape of the snow seems to have been fixed, shaped by the sea breeze that blows every day.
The director didn't know when he had done his homework and looked around.
Some houses like hostels and hotels are also closed, and a thick layer of snow has fallen on the steps in front of the door. I don’t know how long no one has gone in.
The iron and paint on the road signs have also been corroded, and the mottled ones can only be imagined as its original appearance.
A gust of wind blew by, and several people stood together trembling.
It's not cold, it's a little scared.
This place is like the kind of scene that would be used for filming, a dilapidated, deserted and uninhabited small town, the only things that can be left now are these things.
Xia Chunhua looked left and right, then stared at the director, and asked cautiously: "This is a deserted place, isn't it a good place for killing people and throwing corpses?"
"Isn't this a film and television city?" Wang Yunshui didn't have the same idea as Xia Chunhua. She looked around and felt that the cost of this film and television city was a bit high. "Don't all the doomsday disaster movies use special effects?"
An Rong exhaled, looked at the white mist being blown away by the wind, looked at the traces of people who had lived in the cold and dead silence, shook his head and said: "It's not like, maybe people here don't like the cold, so Move away gradually."
They were discussing here, and the director had already come back, but not only did he not explain, but he seemed quite satisfied with the place, nodding his head from time to time, and said to them: "There is a tent in the car, will you set up a tent?"
Several people were stunned.
Wang Yunshui asked loudly in disbelief: "This day, let's set up a tent?"
"Yes, I also set up a tent." The director was confident, "The tent is warm, and I have prepared sleeping bags for you. Let's choose a color you like."
Several people fell silent for a moment.
I don't know whether to complain about this "wonderful" place chosen by the director, or complain about the color adjustment of the sleeping bag.
But the matter has come to this point, and it is impossible to fly back with wings, so what else can we do?
Just had to choose the color I like...
day!
"Let's take a look at the surrounding environment first." Anrong turned his head to look at the dilapidated residential buildings behind him, and said, "Aren't we here to find the aurora? The view here is not very good."
Although it has been forgotten and is an abandoned town, there are still buildings on both sides.
Although it's not high, who knows if you won't be able to see the aurora because of these houses?
Xiao Yu also nodded, "Because it's still dark, I have to find a shelter from the wind, but a place with a wide view to set up a tent, otherwise it will be more difficult and the temperature will drop when it gets dark."
Even though they were wearing the thickest and most windproof clothes, they were still shivering from the cold.
After Xu Xiaodi and Xiao Yu set a route and plan, they started to set off, and An Rong and Xia Chunhua naturally followed.
Wang Yunshui stomped his feet on the spot, and said angrily: "I'm really convinced, I can do whatever I say, right? In such a cold place, what should I do if I freeze to death here?"
But seeing that everyone was leaving, Wang Yunshui had no choice but to follow.
Going out of the small town, after a short walk, I saw a river. The water of the river was not frozen, and there were abandoned fishing boats parked on both sides, and the dilapidated embroidery was half covered with snow.
No one said a word.
The air smelled of salty sea water, and the icy cold air made it a little painful.
Xia Chunhua lifted the mask on her face and said, "There are eleven ships."
Even counting this side and the other side of the river, there are eleven boats, all of which are now unclaimed piles of scrap iron and rotten wood.
Kishi Rong also swallowed.
Wang Yunshui was shocked for a while, and said, "I thought the one we saw before was considered barren."
When they ran out, they found that the dead grass was gone. Some places still had grass roots, and some places were just bare. The herdsmen said that the turf is very fragile. If it is gnawed clean in winter, once the ruts are pressed, no grass will grow next year.
But when I got here, I realized what real desolation is.
The houses are still there, the doors and windows are mottled and locked; the fishing boats are still in the sea, the oars are rotten and the iron sheet is rusted; the street signs are still standing, and the streets are empty and no one walks.
It seems that if you think about it casually, you can imagine what it would be like when there were people living here, but the reality is like the cool air, which can pierce the nasal cavity through a mask.
The prosperity is like smoke, and it seems that there are only a few people left in this world.
A sense of loneliness that doesn't need any exaggeration arises spontaneously, enveloping everyone.
Xu Xiaoyan stood obliquely, with half of her body leaning against the shore, and said in a low voice: "It's not suitable here, the humidity is heavy, and it's too cold at night."
Kishi Rong hummed.
So I went out to look for it again.
After walking through the beach with rolling waves, I climbed up a small hill, but the height is probably a bigger slope.
The snow along the way was clean without any variegation, and there were no traces of other footprints.
Several people bowed their heads and walked forward with their packages on their backs.
Night fell at an extremely fast speed, and it was only past three o'clock at this time.
Set up camp, gather firewood to make a fire, set up a shelf to boil water.
These are all learned from others in the first two places, but I didn't expect to use them all here.
Wang Yunshui, who was rejected by Mao Mao, shrank silently in the tent and did not come out. It seemed that he had no interest in Aurora, but he didn't know if he was affected by the environment here, and he became less talkative.
After drinking water and waiting for several hours, the aurora did not come, and the whole world was dark.
I don't feel that much during the day when it's all white, but when it's dark, I feel a little oppressive.The white is like a little world extending to infinity, and the black is like an endless world compressed to the side.
In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind, and when it was dawn, several people discovered that it was snowing at some point.
The sudden snowfall caused the temperature to plummet by [-] degrees. Apart from eating, the few people didn't dare to go out at all, and they only huddled in the small tent.
Anrong is still writing songs, plucking the strings from time to time.
Xu Xiaodi looked sad and sighed: "It's windy and snowy, I'm afraid we still won't be able to see the aurora today."
Kishi nods.
Fortunately, it wasn't that cold in the tent, and it could keep out the wind and store up some temperature, but it was still shivering a little.
Kishi looked up and asked her, "Are you in a hurry?"
Xu Xiaodi was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses and said, "It's okay. I've come here, and I must go back to see the aurora. I've arrived at the North Pole. If I don't see the aurora, I'm not too sorry for myself."
Kishi Rong also nodded, "Maybe it will be sunny tomorrow."
It snowed for three days.
Xia Chunhua came out to breathe, and said tremblingly, "I think I can understand why people here have left their homes."
In this kind of ghostly weather, who can stand it, not the Iron Giant.
Xu Xiaodi took out the wine given to her by the herdsmen and shared it with everyone, each drinking a sip to keep warm.
Not allowed to drink more than one sip.
Wang Yunshui put on a straight face, and sarcastically said: "I have really seen what the mysterious nature is."
Several people are concerned about each other.
It's snowing here, it's like real goose feathers, if it's not for the well-chosen place to pitch the tent, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it for three days.
However, it has been strengthening for the past few days. I am afraid that a strong wind will blow over, and even the people and tents will be gone.
Xu Xiaodi even wanted to give up. Under Wang Yunshui's repeated questioning, the director also said, "If there is no aurora within these five days, then there is no fate. Return."
When there is no such date limit, everyone is looking forward to the end and going back as soon as possible. After all, this travel meal waiting for the aurora is not what I have prepared and wanted to eat.
But when the date was really fixed, when it was about to arrive, I knew that I was going back soon, and when the trip to the aurora was likely to fail, I suddenly began to look forward to the arrival of the aurora.
In this world that is almost shrouded in despair and abandonment, this hope suddenly seems so precious.
The main reason is that the country in the north is colder than they imagined, but the director didn't stop, and continued to go north after seeing the arrangement, and a few people also had vague guesses in their hearts.
"Isn't it going to see the aurora?"
Wang Yun's water surface was ashen, he had no interest in the aurora, in such a cold day, the clothes were not aesthetically pleasing, he lost his image, he didn't enjoy anything, just to see an aurora?
Where can't the aurora be seen?
"You can also watch it online, so there's no need to go to the scene by yourself?" Sailor Wang Yun put it in his pocket, shaking his body from side to side with the bumps of the car.
The road is not very good, there are many potholes.
Xia Chunhua also felt something was wrong, "Isn't the place to see the aurora a tourist attraction? There are many tourist attractions like Iceland, where are we going?"
An Rong held the notebook in his hand, frowned and bit the penholder.
Xu Xiaoyan pulled the pen in her hand and said: "Look at the arrangement of the director team, but look at our choice of location, I think this matter may not be that simple."
The company rented a car, and it seemed that the place we were going to was not a popular tourist attraction, and there were very few people along the way.
Xiao Yu also nodded.
An Rong took out the pen, wrote the lyrics on the paper, avoided Xu Xiaoyan and said: "You sit in front."
Xu Xiaodi said with a smile: "What are you doing? Afraid I'll see it? Sitting in the front is easy to block the camera, and it also looks big. I won't go."
As if he hadn't been sitting in front all the time before.
Seeing that it was already December, Chen Xin also called An Rong, and officially informed that December [-] would be the "Singer-Composer" preliminary round, and she must be there.
But now he is still on his way to the last place, and he will definitely not be able to go back for a while.
The singer-songwriter requires that the lyrics and music must be all original singers, and the copyright will be negotiated between the company and the program group. An Rong doesn't need to know how to deal with it.
All she needs to do is to finalize the first version of the lyrics and music before returning from here, and it will take time to polish, revise and polish.
Xu Xiaodi also got in touch with the director of the web drama, and agreed on an approximate time to join the group.
All the way to the north, the snow was so white that Xia Chunhua, a southern city dweller who had never seen snow much, was excited like a silly child.
But such a boring scene lasted for a few days, and it will only make people gradually lose interest.
Beauty is still beautiful, but it feels like this every day, which makes the eyes tired.
On the day we arrived at the destination, the weather was not bad, but it was only two o'clock in the noon, and the sky was a little dark.
After getting out of the car, several people stood on the side of the road and were a little confused.
The dilapidated houses on the street were nearly one floor submerged in snow, and the dilapidated car abandoned by someone on the side of the road only showed a little above the window, and even the roof was covered with a thick layer of snow.
The shape of the snow seems to have been fixed, shaped by the sea breeze that blows every day.
The director didn't know when he had done his homework and looked around.
Some houses like hostels and hotels are also closed, and a thick layer of snow has fallen on the steps in front of the door. I don’t know how long no one has gone in.
The iron and paint on the road signs have also been corroded, and the mottled ones can only be imagined as its original appearance.
A gust of wind blew by, and several people stood together trembling.
It's not cold, it's a little scared.
This place is like the kind of scene that would be used for filming, a dilapidated, deserted and uninhabited small town, the only things that can be left now are these things.
Xia Chunhua looked left and right, then stared at the director, and asked cautiously: "This is a deserted place, isn't it a good place for killing people and throwing corpses?"
"Isn't this a film and television city?" Wang Yunshui didn't have the same idea as Xia Chunhua. She looked around and felt that the cost of this film and television city was a bit high. "Don't all the doomsday disaster movies use special effects?"
An Rong exhaled, looked at the white mist being blown away by the wind, looked at the traces of people who had lived in the cold and dead silence, shook his head and said: "It's not like, maybe people here don't like the cold, so Move away gradually."
They were discussing here, and the director had already come back, but not only did he not explain, but he seemed quite satisfied with the place, nodding his head from time to time, and said to them: "There is a tent in the car, will you set up a tent?"
Several people were stunned.
Wang Yunshui asked loudly in disbelief: "This day, let's set up a tent?"
"Yes, I also set up a tent." The director was confident, "The tent is warm, and I have prepared sleeping bags for you. Let's choose a color you like."
Several people fell silent for a moment.
I don't know whether to complain about this "wonderful" place chosen by the director, or complain about the color adjustment of the sleeping bag.
But the matter has come to this point, and it is impossible to fly back with wings, so what else can we do?
Just had to choose the color I like...
day!
"Let's take a look at the surrounding environment first." Anrong turned his head to look at the dilapidated residential buildings behind him, and said, "Aren't we here to find the aurora? The view here is not very good."
Although it has been forgotten and is an abandoned town, there are still buildings on both sides.
Although it's not high, who knows if you won't be able to see the aurora because of these houses?
Xiao Yu also nodded, "Because it's still dark, I have to find a shelter from the wind, but a place with a wide view to set up a tent, otherwise it will be more difficult and the temperature will drop when it gets dark."
Even though they were wearing the thickest and most windproof clothes, they were still shivering from the cold.
After Xu Xiaodi and Xiao Yu set a route and plan, they started to set off, and An Rong and Xia Chunhua naturally followed.
Wang Yunshui stomped his feet on the spot, and said angrily: "I'm really convinced, I can do whatever I say, right? In such a cold place, what should I do if I freeze to death here?"
But seeing that everyone was leaving, Wang Yunshui had no choice but to follow.
Going out of the small town, after a short walk, I saw a river. The water of the river was not frozen, and there were abandoned fishing boats parked on both sides, and the dilapidated embroidery was half covered with snow.
No one said a word.
The air smelled of salty sea water, and the icy cold air made it a little painful.
Xia Chunhua lifted the mask on her face and said, "There are eleven ships."
Even counting this side and the other side of the river, there are eleven boats, all of which are now unclaimed piles of scrap iron and rotten wood.
Kishi Rong also swallowed.
Wang Yunshui was shocked for a while, and said, "I thought the one we saw before was considered barren."
When they ran out, they found that the dead grass was gone. Some places still had grass roots, and some places were just bare. The herdsmen said that the turf is very fragile. If it is gnawed clean in winter, once the ruts are pressed, no grass will grow next year.
But when I got here, I realized what real desolation is.
The houses are still there, the doors and windows are mottled and locked; the fishing boats are still in the sea, the oars are rotten and the iron sheet is rusted; the street signs are still standing, and the streets are empty and no one walks.
It seems that if you think about it casually, you can imagine what it would be like when there were people living here, but the reality is like the cool air, which can pierce the nasal cavity through a mask.
The prosperity is like smoke, and it seems that there are only a few people left in this world.
A sense of loneliness that doesn't need any exaggeration arises spontaneously, enveloping everyone.
Xu Xiaoyan stood obliquely, with half of her body leaning against the shore, and said in a low voice: "It's not suitable here, the humidity is heavy, and it's too cold at night."
Kishi Rong hummed.
So I went out to look for it again.
After walking through the beach with rolling waves, I climbed up a small hill, but the height is probably a bigger slope.
The snow along the way was clean without any variegation, and there were no traces of other footprints.
Several people bowed their heads and walked forward with their packages on their backs.
Night fell at an extremely fast speed, and it was only past three o'clock at this time.
Set up camp, gather firewood to make a fire, set up a shelf to boil water.
These are all learned from others in the first two places, but I didn't expect to use them all here.
Wang Yunshui, who was rejected by Mao Mao, shrank silently in the tent and did not come out. It seemed that he had no interest in Aurora, but he didn't know if he was affected by the environment here, and he became less talkative.
After drinking water and waiting for several hours, the aurora did not come, and the whole world was dark.
I don't feel that much during the day when it's all white, but when it's dark, I feel a little oppressive.The white is like a little world extending to infinity, and the black is like an endless world compressed to the side.
In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind, and when it was dawn, several people discovered that it was snowing at some point.
The sudden snowfall caused the temperature to plummet by [-] degrees. Apart from eating, the few people didn't dare to go out at all, and they only huddled in the small tent.
Anrong is still writing songs, plucking the strings from time to time.
Xu Xiaodi looked sad and sighed: "It's windy and snowy, I'm afraid we still won't be able to see the aurora today."
Kishi nods.
Fortunately, it wasn't that cold in the tent, and it could keep out the wind and store up some temperature, but it was still shivering a little.
Kishi looked up and asked her, "Are you in a hurry?"
Xu Xiaodi was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses and said, "It's okay. I've come here, and I must go back to see the aurora. I've arrived at the North Pole. If I don't see the aurora, I'm not too sorry for myself."
Kishi Rong also nodded, "Maybe it will be sunny tomorrow."
It snowed for three days.
Xia Chunhua came out to breathe, and said tremblingly, "I think I can understand why people here have left their homes."
In this kind of ghostly weather, who can stand it, not the Iron Giant.
Xu Xiaodi took out the wine given to her by the herdsmen and shared it with everyone, each drinking a sip to keep warm.
Not allowed to drink more than one sip.
Wang Yunshui put on a straight face, and sarcastically said: "I have really seen what the mysterious nature is."
Several people are concerned about each other.
It's snowing here, it's like real goose feathers, if it's not for the well-chosen place to pitch the tent, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it for three days.
However, it has been strengthening for the past few days. I am afraid that a strong wind will blow over, and even the people and tents will be gone.
Xu Xiaodi even wanted to give up. Under Wang Yunshui's repeated questioning, the director also said, "If there is no aurora within these five days, then there is no fate. Return."
When there is no such date limit, everyone is looking forward to the end and going back as soon as possible. After all, this travel meal waiting for the aurora is not what I have prepared and wanted to eat.
But when the date was really fixed, when it was about to arrive, I knew that I was going back soon, and when the trip to the aurora was likely to fail, I suddenly began to look forward to the arrival of the aurora.
In this world that is almost shrouded in despair and abandonment, this hope suddenly seems so precious.
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