Inner entertainment first vase

Since it is a completely unscripted experience of life, it is not allowed to make decisions by yourself.Although he usually gets up to exercise at dawn, this is the first time Shanglu has experienced the feeling of dancing to the sound of chickens.

The pipe water is freezing...

The camera faithfully recorded the grand occasion of water seeping out drop by drop after the faucet was turned to the maximum.

Maybe it's because the antipsychotics he took last night haven't worn off yet, so he mumbled to himself in a daze, "It's summer now."

After 5 minutes of drinking water silently in the cold wind, brushing his teeth hastily and washing his face, the little translator got up, and the intention was to show him his school uniform. Seeing how hard he was washing, he said in a daze : "Brother, we all wash our faces in the kitchen, where there is hot water."

Shanglu: "You...good morning."

The assistant yawned and watched the report in the work group: "Teacher Ke got up at six o'clock, and he followed the car out of the village before dawn."

Six o'clock Beijing time is equivalent to three or four o'clock in the morning here.

Shang Lu frowned, got up angry, and asked in a bad tone: "Doesn't your program group have the most basic control over the process? Go out of the mountain before dark, what should you do if you encounter danger? It rains a little here There will be mudslides, there will be rockfall when there is a little wind, and it will rain below the mountain and snow on the top of the mountain, what experience does Teacher Ke have to deal with it?"

The assistant raised his head and stammered: "Yes, there are several villagers together... Master Fen is also here, and our program crew also has a follower car..."

Shang Lu took a deep breath and apologized, "I'm sorry."

He has a heavy task today, and he has to work with Zhou Xin to clean and reorganize the sheepfold.The sheepfold is just behind the house, and the herdsmen don’t clean it very frequently. It is basically an annual task, so there are dirt, all kinds of livestock manure, and rotten forage mixed with saliva and gastric acid when ruminating.

The sheep have to be let out to graze during the day, so the job is to clean the sheepfold and follow the owner to herd the sheep.Zhou Xin could have chosen to herd the sheep more easily, but out of some considerations that he only understood, he decided to share difficulties with Shanglu.

I already had a taste of the smell when I was feeding last night, but I didn’t have a mask. Fortunately, Phytophthora brought a magic towel to completely cover my mouth, nose and neck, and put on the rubber boots thrown by the owner with difficulty.

Like him, Zhou Xin mocked himself at the camera while putting on thick white gloves for work: "Why don't I know how to bring a magic towel?"

When the executive director Lao Guan visited here, the voice-over said: "Xun me a somersault."

"It came straight to the eyes." Zhou Xin nodded and sneezed, "Allergy."

Shang Lu was fully armed and ready. After thinking about it for a while, he still handed his life-saving magic scarf to Zhou Xin, "You use it."

Zhou Xin was obviously surprised, and was flattered with a little joy.

"Really? Then what do you do?"

Shanglu did not change his indifference in front of the camera, "Endure it."

After Zhou Xin finished recording last night, he changed rooms and went to sleep. His personal assistant came to pick him up, nodding and bowing all the way, saying "Mr. Zhou has worked hard".Only then did Shanglu know that it was said to be a real experience without a script, but in fact this reality is only limited to the moments captured by the camera.

But this should only be his unilateral request from the program crew. Obviously, both the VJ and the filming assistant had a helpless expression on their faces.

Although knowing that this is the normal state of performing arts stars, Shanglu still doesn't have much plan to communicate with people with two faces.

The two went into the circle to work, and VJ also came in, sweeping the trough, the corner, and the limestone covered with layers of manure one by one, "Damn it, I have to code it in the later stage, otherwise the audience will feel sick." Complain to our program team?"

"What are you doing complaining about? Let's complain about Shanglu. He has chosen a good customer."

Zhou Xin complained with a smile, thinking of the rumors about Shang Lu's wealthy family, he deliberately took the direction there.

"The business director has a pair of hands in the palm of his hand to do rough work, isn't it quite new?"

"University did it in a theater company."

"Make props yourself?"

"Well, make props, arrange the stage, and learn makeup."

"Makeup?" Zhou Xin asked in surprise.

"It's not that kind of makeup, it's stage makeup, a reflection of surreal drama in the image design of actors."

"Then you must be very good at drawing."

"is acceptable."

Zhou Xin asked, "Can I see your hands?"

"Now?"

"Well," Zhou Xin nodded vigorously, his eyes glistening, and he covered his lips openly to the camera and said, "As you all know, I envy people who can draw most."

"It's nothing to see." Shanglu held the shovel, replied as usual, while inserting the shovel into the solid mud, and skillfully added a kick.

Zhou Xin looked at it and laughed: "You are very skilled."

Shanglu answered every question, but there was no room for people to follow each sentence: "It's okay, I don't do it often."

Cried with the filming assistant: "Um... business director, can we chat more, or make complaints about it, but it will be easier to edit in post-production and more dramatic."

Shanglu held the long wooden handle of the shovel, stopped, and exhaled tiredly: "Don't you guys have no script?"

The employees were choked with tears.

……Fine.

"I've done heavy work." Shanglu decided to simply cooperate.His unstyled hair drooped because he lowered his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Before...helping a person nail a window against a typhoon."

"Is it nailed boards?" Zhou Xin asked, "I have seen others do it before, and it is very heavy."

"Well, my hands are blistered."

Zhou Xin hissed.

"But he doesn't know." Shang Lu raised his lips in a very simple and pure complacency.

VJ tricked and asked: "Then our subtitle teacher should hit him, the boy, or her, the girl?"

Shanglu said, "It's all the same."

Zhou Xin understood: "It's not heorshe, but theone."

It was too vague, and there was still a bit of philosophy. VJ and his assistant looked at each other in blank dismay, and then suddenly realized.

In the future, the work will not be so easy, the frequency of chatting will decrease, and it will take three breaths to say a sentence.Paint buckets filled with water were poured one bucket after another, and then brushed with a large scrubber.This is not only coolie work, but also dirty work. The water coming out is the color of feces, not to mention the smell.There was a gap in the scrubbing brush, and when it touched the unevenness, the water splashed out from the brush tip and splashed on Phytophthora's face. He squatted silently, his face expressionless for two seconds to stabilize his irritable mood, and then heaved a deep breath.

Zhou Xin took a break to work for a while, and he was pretending to do it, but he seemed very busy and enthusiastic in front of the camera. He often asked Shanglu if he wanted to help here, and if he wanted to help there.

Halfway through packing, he simply said: "Is there enough material here? Enough is enough to find someone to come over and clear the scene, and then record an ending."

Amid the smoky stench, Shanglu suddenly asked, "What is Mr. Ke doing?"

"Ah? Ah, oh," the follow-up assistant looked down at the announcement in the group, "Ms. Ke...!!! The two big boxes of apricots they brought are all sold out, and they're already back from their journey!"

Shanglu laughed: "So fast?"

"It is said that Mr. Ke betrayed his lust, and went to yell in person."

"I don't understand again."

"He learned it, he learned 'fresh apricots, sweet and big apricots'." The assistant played the small video, and it really looked good, but the Tajiks around looked at it with a bewildered smile he.

"Well," Shang Lu gasped and nodded, "Ke Yu is very talented in languages." "Teacher Ke is still dancing!"

Shanglu: "..."

"It is said that many girls want to dance and take photos with him, so the more they buy, the more they buy—good guy, isn't this just krypton gold!"

Shanglu stopped, and confirmed again in a subtle tone: "He jumped."

"Jumped."

"How much did you jump?"

"I don't know how many, you'll only find out after watching the tidbits," the assistant said in a rambunctious manner, "Less say twenty or thirty!"

Then I saw Shang Lu lost his expression management in front of the camera.

The assistant didn't see it, and said incessantly, "Mr. Ke is wearing a suit today. All Tajik men wear suits and vests. Although they are old, they are very gentlemanly. They look good—" Suddenly, the girl was kicked by VJ. Long-sighted, "Hey, why did you bump into me?"

What can you do, something big happened, didn't you see that Shang Dao's face turned dark and his eyes changed? VJ thought to himself, there are only two kinds of skills in the entertainment industry: worshiping the high and stepping down, and observing the words and feelings.If you can't see this, it means that you haven't reached home in your practice.

The assistant thought that Shang Lu was upset that Ke Yu's task was easy, but his task was difficult, so he stumbled and explained: "...Mr. Ke is very lucky this time..."

And you're out of luck.

When Ke Yu came back, he went to Shanglu without taking a break.It was already past eight o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was still bright. He told the shooter that he wanted to smoke a cigarette for a while, and the VJ turned off the camera. Ke Yu leaned against the apricot tree outside the courtyard to watch him work, holding a The suit is draped over the shoulders, and the hand with the cigarette is hanging down.Today, the owner lent him his whole body, and he got up in the morning in a grand manner, saying that he couldn't just wear a T-shirt and sweater when he went to the county town to go to the market.

After working all day, her white shirt turned gray. Ke Yu threw her foot down before finishing half a cigarette, then dusted herself off, and walked to the opposite fence.

VJ quickly restarted the machine to follow up.

The crew bought water, a box for a group of guests, and it was under the root of the tree.Ke Yu leaned over, picked up a bottle, unscrewed it, and called Shanglu, "Director."

There was a soft and cold sound, without too many extra emotions.

Shanglu stopped his movements and raised his head.His forehead hair was wet with sweat, and without a headscarf, he could only use a white towel to tie it into a knot. It was a bit cute and made people want to laugh, but it also inexplicably made his eyebrows extraordinarily handsome and wild. handsome.

Yesterday, I heard pd chatting with Lao Guan, saying that the lens is the most demanding thing, a small flaw is magnified countless times, and the nose is a little flared, which is unsightly. Either the bones are bumpy, or the face is sunken, or the muscles are messy.

But Shanglu is not.

In such crude lighting, he is more than a star in the camera.

Ke Yu made a soft "poof", looked at him for two seconds, "So handsome, stay here and be a foreign son-in-law." Handed him the water bottle.

His small movements of wrinkling his nose and sniffing did not escape Shang Lu's eyes.

"Don't stand here, smelly."

He himself is completely used to it, his sense of smell is tired, and he doesn't change his face when it smells bad.

Shang Lu wore dirty gloves on his hands, and signaled: "It's not convenient."

Ke Yu has no good temper, "Who is used to you? Do you want me to unscrew it and feed it to your mouth? Ask the camera if it agrees."

Both VJs booed: "Steady!"

Shanglu took off the gloves, thought about it, and put them on again. He took off his rubber boots covered in mud, stepped out of the sheepfold, and then took off his gloves.

"I'm going to wash my hands."

The faucet just popped out of the mud. He squatted down to wash his hands and found that his fingers were wrinkled and white from the water and sweat.

"Teacher Ke?"

Ke Yu put on his boots slowly, took out his white gloves for working from his trouser pocket, brushed them on and put them on.

Both VJs were shocked, and Ke Yu's tone and smile were very calm: "It's our first time on the show, Lu Lu, you are not afraid to scare him away like this? It will not be so easy to trick him to come with me next time .”

"The business director said he was fooled by you."

"That's not it," Ke Yu quickly poured a bucket of water, "I call a good person to do it to the end, and send the Buddha to the West."

Zhou Xin pinched his nose and his expression was distorted.

Fuck, I don't know whether to scold him for being too licking or scold him for being too hyped.

When Shang Lu came back, his face changed obviously—"Ke Yu!"

Ke Yu whistled, "That's it, people all over the country will know that I help you dig out the sheepfold, if you don't cut more of my part in "The Side Door", it won't make sense. "

Zhou Xin: Damn, you still fucking know your cue process to promote your new movie!