C position for 12 years, go home to farm

It was the first time for Lao Zhao to shoot a show with so many cameras.

In fact, he doesn't know what variety shows are or are not. He only knows that this is a promotion in his hometown, and he knows that it will be on TV.As for the difference on the TV, he couldn't figure it out.

The staff took out the fixed small camera by the well, watched Lao Zhao watching and filming, laughed and chatted with Lao Zhao: "Does the master usually watch TV?"

Old Zhao replied: "I watched it, but there are not many channels on TV."

Staff member: "Then you can watch it on your mobile phone. Our show will be filmed and played at the same time. I'll let you know if I have any news."

Old Zhao nodded: "Okay."

The teammates followed Qiu Feng to study the stove in the kitchen. He Jun calculated the approximate time for dinner and came out to see how Lao Zhao arranged it.He walked out of the house and saw Lao Zhao holding a lunch box in his hand, looking as if he was about to leave, he greeted with a smile, "Is Lao Zhao going back?"

Old Zhao responded, "Hey, yes. Go to bed early in the countryside. It's not safe to be in the well at night."

He Jun straightened his clothes: "Then I'll give it to you."

Old Zhao hurriedly refused: "No need, no need. It's just a little way. I've been walking for decades."

He Jun laughed: "Old Zhao, show me the way. I don't know which way is better around here. I just leave my things here so as not to have to bring them over again. Do I need to push the car back?"

He walked to the side of the car and helped Lao Zhao transport the car out.

Old Zhao saw that the person was so polite, so he hurriedly followed: "No, no, no."

He Jun: "I want it."

The two were polite, but Lao Zhao didn't have the nerve to carry He Jun.Before leaving, He Jun said to his teammates inside: "Guan Zhengyang, you guys eat first. Then we will start a live broadcast, and Lao Zhao and I will go back together."

Guan Zhengyang, who was at the head of the room, responded loudly: "Okay!"

He Jun pushed the cart and Lao Zhao went out together, and went to Lao Zhao's house along the road.

Old Zhao's house is a little far from here, which is not too far away, but since the surrounding houses have been demolished and the residents are arranged to live together, it is not too close.

The sun's light disappeared little by little, and there were not many lights on the road in the countryside, and it was indeed getting darker and darker.The cameraman can only turn on one equipped headlight to illuminate them specially to prevent any safety accidents on the road.

He Jun chatted with Lao Zhao: "How many people live in Lao Zhao's family?"

Old Zhao: "Just one now."

He gave a short laugh, with a bit of melancholy in his laugh: "Children always have their own lives. There is not much money for farming. The grandson is specially sent to study. The school in the town is good, and the school in the county is better. People Going up high."

Everyone has their own ambitions, He Jun smiled: "The city and the countryside are very good, and now this place looks very good too."

Every household has no worries about food and clothing.The sky is clear and the air is clear. When you look up at the sky, even your heart is at peace.

"I also think that the countryside is very good." Lao Zhao pointed out something and sighed, "It's not easy to work hard in a big city. You can earn a hundred thousand a year. What can you do with a hundred thousand. Eat and drink, and you will have leftovers in your hands. Tens of thousands of dollars."

Most of the people living abroad are like this.Being able to save tens of thousands of dollars is already frugal.

Old Zhao snorted: "It's all about making money. What's the difference between making money in the city and making money in the countryside? Both are bitter and tiring."

He Jun didn't know what Lao Zhao's child was thinking, but he felt: "I want to work hard outside, thinking about more opportunities. I want to earn more money to support my family, and I want to lead my family to live a more comfortable life."

This is what most young people think.

Old Zhao shook his head and stopped talking about this topic.

At Lao Zhao's age, many ideas have been fixed.He Jun couldn't convince him in a short time, and he couldn't convince He Jun either.Individuals have their own reasons, and individuals have their own ways of living.

He Jun sent Lao Zhao home, and found that even a light in Lao Zhao's house was not on.Old Zhao turned on the light and went upstairs alone.He was originally dark and thin, looking lonely from the back, almost melting into the shadows.The dim lights bring out too many emotions.

"Old Zhao." He Jun called out to Old Zhao's back.

Old Zhao turned his head and looked at He Jun in confusion.

He Jun said with a smile: "If you have time, come to the farm to play. Our place is crowded and lively."

Old Zhao muttered: "Doesn't this bother you to shoot TV? Go up." He turned around and continued to go up, a little faster than before.

After sending off people, He Jun and the cameraman walked back.

The country style at night is very comfortable, but it is easy to attract small flying insects when the lights are on.He Jun was not afraid of bugs, he swayed slowly, thinking about something.

Probably because the teammates are not around, and the atmosphere is good now.He slowly spoke from his heart: "I have been in Vacation for 12 years, and I spend more time in the group than at home. The transportation is so convenient now that I only have time to go home twice a year."

"A lot of things are hard to say." He Jun smiled slightly, and his tone was as gentle as ever, "Don't say it, people think they are not your roundworms, how can they know your difficulty. If you talk too much, people think you are hypocritical, There are too many people in the world who are not easy.”

He Jun looked up at the sky: "Idols should bring people happiness, and they should be upward. What we sell are dreams and a successful future."

He paused here, and laughed: "Let's cut this part. It's too low, how can it give people an inspirational feeling."

Cameraman: "..." He is only in charge of filming, not editing.

When He Jun returned to Happy Farm, the four members of the team had already finished their meal.Tong Wenle squatted on the edge of the table, drooling over He Jun's boxed lunch, as if he hadn't had enough for 800 years.

The live broadcast room was open, and Tong Wenle would die laughing at the barrage.

"Why does Lele, who is the richest in the team, seem to be the poorest every time he encounters food."

"Hahaha because beauties are too easy to gain weight, they are the ones in the team who most need to control their diet."

"It's so miserable, so miserable."

He Jun walked to his lunch box, and of course found that Tong Wenle's eyes were green.He had ups and downs just now, but now he had a funny idea, slowly took apart the chopsticks, opened the lunch box even more slowly, and mixed the slightly cold rice.

The smell of rice came out.

He Jun tasted the rice first, then put a mouthful of vegetables into his mouth, savored carefully and nodded: "Today's vegetables are very fresh and refreshing." The layer of oil shine is particularly attractive under the light.

Tong Wenle's eyes were all focused on the lunch box, his eyes were dull.

He Jun picked up another piece of black pepper chicken breast, passed it in front of Tong Wenle, and sighed softly: "The chicken breast is a bit lacking in flavor, but the taste should be good. The meat is tender and tender, and it should be...Tong Wenle, your mouth is watering." down."

Tong Wenle quickly managed his expression and raised his hand to wipe it off.No saliva at all.

Tong Wenle: "..."

The other three laughed wildly, covering their stomachs, full of beautiful friendship.

During the meal, He Jun not only refused to give Tong Wenle a chance to eat extra meals, but also announced very cruelly: "We also have to weigh at a fixed time in the countryside. If the weight is not up to standard, practice dancing for an extra hour."

With a look of despair, Tong Wenle slumped on the chair, completely losing confidence in life.

After all five people finished eating, Ye Hao happily pulled Tong Wenle up: "Let's go, let's go to dance practice. Show fans our latest version of the dance in the practice room."

Tong Wenle was paralyzed: "I don't."

Ye Hao frantically gave Guan Zhengyang a hint with his eyes.

Guan Zhengyang received the cue, and the two of them carried Tong Wenle's chair alive, lifted Tong Wenle up like a sedan chair, and tried to transport it to the house. Tong Wenle was so frightened that he immediately shouted: "Help! Captain, help! Qiu Feng! Help me!"

Qiu Feng laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up at all.

He Jun thought he didn't hear it, and An Ran walked ahead to lead the way.

Bullet screen laughing record.

The five people went to the live broadcast in their imagined dance studio, put their mobile phones in front, one live broadcast, and the other video.In the absence of a mirror, I can only record non-stop, and then look back and correct the action.

Singing and dancing, the night time passed directly.

Five people take turns to wash at night.After washing up, He Jun lay flat on the bed, feeling less tired today than yesterday.Obviously, the amount of exercise today is astonishing, and I haven't stopped much from morning to night.

In the morning, they worked hard to harvest rice. In the afternoon, they made paper hats and used their brains to plan tomorrow's life. In the evening, they danced all night, which was very fulfilling.

The teammates around him got under the quilt one after another, played casually, and soon settled down, lying down and preparing to sleep.

The surroundings quieted down, and He Jun remembered the conversation with Lao Zhao when he sent Lao Zhao back before, and saw the back of Lao Zhao.

As soon as I close my eyes, I keep thinking about these, thinking about it and thinking about home.I miss my family, my parents, all the social interactions they face when they go out, and the embarrassing restraint when they talk about their son.

"Do you think it's better to live in the countryside or in the city?" He Jun asked them.

Tong Wen was depressed under the quilt: "I'm used to the city."

Ye Hao and Guan Zhengyang are similar: "It is indeed much more convenient in the city."

"The slow pace here makes people feel very comfortable, but the things we want, such as singing and dancing, basically can only be developed in big cities."

Qiu Feng thought for a while: "I can do anything, I can stay wherever I have money."

"There was no money in the countryside before." He Jun said slowly, "In the past, the roads were not spacious, and the rural people were trapped in the most basic daily life. After a year of hard work, fill their stomachs, and strive for some gains. When the roads are wide, the income gradually increased.”

Qiu Feng responded: "In the early years, my family earned several thousand yuan a year. Now it is several thousand a month anyway."

"Now that the new countryside is being built, the environment is different, and there are more ways to make money." Guan Zhengyang was curious, "Isn't this neighborhood changed to grow flowers? I don't know how much money I can make in a year."

Several people paused.

They came here for two days and only cared about the environment and harvesting rice, and they didn't care about the flowers at all.

It's over, this variety show is off topic.