I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

Jiang Si had a good hand and played badly. From the fact that Tao Wanning pushed other schedules to pick up "Broken Finger", you can know how rare it is to be on Qi Chongyan's play.

Even if this role is second-hand, Tao Wanning doesn't dislike it at all.

Not only do you not dislike it,? She is laughing like crazy, okay!

After confirming the joining time with the crew, Tao Wanning couldn't wait to announce the good news to fans on Weibo. She was going to be in Qi Chongyan's play! ! !

Jiang Si was fired from the crew,? Many people are wondering who will take over her role, especially Qi Chongyan's fans,? They are more concerned about the new actor's reputation? If there is another Jiang Si No. [-], what about "Broken Finger" It's time to kill.

After Tao Wanning's Weibo was released, netizens flocked to it. They first learned about Tao Wanning's previous works and related comments, and they were relieved when they found that she was a well-behaved and obedient beautiful girl.

Qi Chongyan's fans slurped up one young lady on Weibo, like pimping her to sell her the benefits of filming, which made Tao Wanning very happy.

Tao Wanning V: Thank you for your attention, please rest assured, I will seriously obey the crew's arrangement, focus on the role itself, and try my best to do my duty as an actor.

Look at what you said, it's no different from pulling Jiang Si out for public execution.

Zong Ji didn't know anything about the turmoil on the Internet. He held the road map given by Wang Sheng in his hand, and the places where they would stop along the way were marked with positioning symbols.

The Sichuan-Tibet line is divided into two lines, the north and the south. The south line of Sichuan-Tibet is National Highway 318, and the route is at a lower altitude. The magnificence of nature is fully reflected on this line; The cultural scenery is even better.

Considering the needs of Yu Yang and the others to visit Buddhist temples, Wang Sheng chose the northern Sichuan-Tibet line.

The difficulty of driving the northern route is higher than that of the southern route. Wang Sheng is one of the few people in the travel agency who has the ability to independently guide people from the northern route to Tibet.

Land Rover has prepared sleeping bags, oxygen cylinders, emergency food, anti-alcoholic drugs and other items in the trunk to deal with various emergencies.

Neither Yu Yang nor Zong Ji had ever been to Tibet, so they were both excited and apprehensive about the upcoming journey.

Wang Sheng is not sure if they will have altitude sickness, but they must have no heart disease.

The Land Rover gradually drove out of the urban area, and after passing the highway intersection, Zong Ji's mood instantly soared.

On June [-]th, the nine-day Haishi International Film Festival came to an end. Tao Wanning officially joined the filming team, and the filming of "Broken Finger" entered the most intense time.

Qi Chongyan's sunburn has all recovered, his face and arms have changed layers of skin, his whole body has become darker, and Xiao Zhao can be called white standing beside him.

"Pay attention to controlling your emotions." Sister Lan didn't need to stay and bought a plane ticket back to Beijing.

"Yes." Qi Chongyan looked calm, "Xiao Zhao, send Sister Lan to the airport."

"No need, someone will send me off." Sister Lan stared at Xiao Zhao, "Guide all of you to me."

If possible, Sister Lan even wanted to install a GPS on Qi Chongyan to monitor his location in real time.

"I will reconnect you with a better psychologist." Before leaving, Sister Lan finally said.

A week ago, Qi Chongyan's former psychiatrist had a private conversation with Qi Chongyan in the hotel room, and Sister Lan and Xiao Zhao stayed outside.

Half an hour later, the conversation ended. The psychiatrist opened the door and shook his head at them: "I'm sorry, I tried my best."

That appearance, just like the failed rescue on TV, Sister Lan almost had a heart attack from fright.

Fortunately, Qi Chongyan didn't suffer from any terminal illness. Sister Lan calmed down and asked the psychiatrist to go to Xiao Zhao's room for a private chat.

"He's too self-aware." The psychiatrist sighed. He had met so many patients, and Qi Chongyan was not the most difficult to deal with. He accepted that he had a mental illness and was willing to cooperate with the treatment, which surpassed many others.

Taboo is the most difficult situation for them.

But in actual treatment, the psychiatrist found it difficult to move forward.

There seemed to be something in Qi Chongyan that was preventing him from healing himself.As a psychologist's professionalism, he will not disclose the detailed conversation with the patient to a third person.He just summed up the results and told Sister Lan.

"It's been three years since he got sick this time, and his self-control ability and speed of waking up have improved significantly, which I think is a good sign. If he can maintain good communication with others, his condition may be improved. "

What the psychiatrist told Qi Chongyan was that he suggested that he have a relationship with the person who woke him up.

Sister Lan didn't want to hear it. Maybe she wanted an accurate answer.

"Can Qi Chongyan's illness be cured?"

The psychiatrist shook his head: "It can be controlled, but it is unlikely to be cured."

Unless a miracle happens.

Sister Lan was dissatisfied with the results she heard, since this psychiatrist is not good enough, she should get another one.

Qi Chongyan raised his eyebrows. In order to make himself appear in front of Zong Ji better, he is willing to cooperate with a psychiatrist for treatment. Will he fall in love? He still needs some time.

On the seventh day of entering Tibet, Wang Sheng arranged for camping. The starry sky at night is a beautiful scenery that must not be missed during the Sichuan-Tibet line self-driving tour.

As the altitude got higher and higher, Yu Yang had a slight high reaction, and his spirit was lethargic. After taking the medicine, he slept in the car, and now he is much better.It was useless for Zong Ji to respond, and he was enthusiastically following Wang Sheng to set up the tent.

It's good to be young, Yu Yang lazily sat down beside the tent.

It was not too late, Zong Ji and Wang Sheng went back and forth twice to bring down the things needed for camping tonight.

In the evening, the air began to cool down, and the three of them put on their coats at the same time.Wang Sheng is familiar with every location on the Sichuan-Tibet line. Fires can be lit in the camping area here. He set up stones and lit a small fire.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the earth, and the tops of the green grass burst out with sparks of brilliance.The surrounding terrain is wide and the hills are gentle. Zong Ji used his mobile phone to help his eyes record everything he saw.

The moment of chatting with Zong Ji every day became Qi Chongyan's most relaxing time, and he was full of expectations for what Zong Ji saw and heard that day.

The crew of "Broken Finger" went online and found that their director Qi has become kinder. In a relative sense, is it because of the change of Jiang Si?

They don't know, dare not ask, and have no time to ask.Too busy, so busy that I hardly have time to think about these things.

As the person with the longest working hours in the entire crew, Qi Chongyan's average sleep time per day was compressed to five hours.

Xiao Zhao couldn't persuade him, and there was no way to persuade him, so he could only do his best to assist and ensure Qi Chongyan's daily diet.Originally, the work intensity was high, and if he didn't eat well, Qi Chongyan might turn into a box, an urn.

Tao Wanning cherishes the hard-won opportunities very much. During the filming process, there is no moth in the slightest, and the degree of cooperation is extremely high. No matter how much NG he eats, he can always adjust his mood quickly, and he is quite in a state of getting frustrated and desperate.

Of course, only she knows how many tears she shed secretly.

Everyone worked together, the atmosphere of the crew was unprecedentedly united, and the shooting progress was very optimistic.Tired is a little tired, but people are happier.

Others don't know why Qi Chongyan has become kind, can Xiao Zhao not understand?Tsk, looking at Director Qi's expression now, he must be chatting with that Ruozhirou again!

"A few years ago when I ran the Sichuan-Tibet line, there was no signal in many places, and the mobile phone could not be connected at all times. Now it is better, there are more and more base stations, and there is basically no problem making calls."

Wang Sheng had just finished the video call with his wife and children. The place he chose was covered by network signals. Yu Yang was surfing the Internet, and Zong Ji sent the photos he took to Qi Chongyan.

From a professional point of view, the composition and texture of the photos taken by Zong Ji are very amateurish. However, the scenery is beautiful enough, and any photos taken are wallpapers. Qi Chongyan carefully read them and gave guidance.

[In this position, you hold the phone high and place the ground on the lower third. 】

[This picture lowers the exposure and blurs the background. 】

Zong Ji retakes the photo according to Qi Chongyan's method, and the result is indeed much better than before, with a somewhat professional feel.

When the setting sun sinks into the horizon, the stars in the silent blue night sky gradually brighten. At first, they are scattered points of light, and then gradually increase to form a large galaxy, twinkling like the hem of a princess's skirt.

"Crack." Sparks erupted from the burning wood, and the kettle hanging above was pushed open by the boiling water vapor, making a popping sound.

Wang Sheng took down the kettle and poured a cup of hot water for each of them.

"Brother Wang, will someone really walk the Sichuan-Tibet line?" Zong Ji took a sip of hot water and held the cup in his hand to absorb the heat.

"Yes." Wang Sheng planed the fire with a branch, put his hands on his knees, Zong Ji and Yu Yang immediately sat around, and Wang Sheng was about to start telling stories.

"I have encountered two kinds of hikers on the Sichuan-Tibet line, one is pure tourists, and the other is more pure pilgrims."

"I have encountered a lot of the former on the southern line. The southern line is relatively safe. Sometimes they do not walk completely, and when they are tired from walking, they will ask passing drivers to take a ride. I met a child before, only 16 years old, He stopped the car and asked me if I had any water, but he ran out of the water he brought."

"The child's face was tanned darker than mine. He was carrying luggage and his sneakers were almost torn. I asked him how long he had been walking, and he said it was almost half a year. I brought him two bottles of water and asked him to Get in the car, if he doesn't get in, he has to go by himself."

Wang Sheng's expression flickered in the flames, and Zong Ji suddenly lost his voice. At the age of 16, he walked the Sichuan-Tibet line for half a year.

"Why did they choose to go on foot?" Zong Ji didn't understand. There are so many ways to go to Tibetan areas, such as airplanes, trains, and self-driving. What made them choose to go on foot?

Zong Ji asked himself, if it was him, he would not make such a choice.

"Hey, there are many reasons." Wang Sheng also asked hikers the same question, and got various answers, some were obsession, some were for fun, some were following trends, and some were for making videos.

The hiking process is full of unknowns. No one knows what will happen in the next second, and maybe they will give up.But it is also the unknown that makes everything full of mystery and wonder.

Wang Sheng gave Zong Ji an example: "Take our current location as an example. If I hadn't told you in advance that the starry sky here is very beautiful at night, we would camp here. Instead, I took you from far away You are very tired, I said, let’s rest here tonight. Then we pitched the tent here, and you suddenly looked up and saw the starry sky.”

"Which situation will make your instant happiness value higher?"

"The latter." Zong Ji was silent for a while after finishing speaking, "What about the pilgrims?"

"Pilgrims." Wang Sheng looked up at the sky with reverence in his tone, "That's faith."

Unlike tourists, when it comes to pilgrims, Wang Sheng's words are much less casual.

"Have you seen "Kang Rinpoche"?" Zong Ji shook his head, Wang Sheng glanced at him, "You can search for it when you get back to the hotel."

Continuing to talk about the pilgrims, Wang Sheng took out the map and pointed to a point on it: "When we get here, we will often meet them."

After listening to the story and watching the stars, Zong Ji simply washed up outside the tent with a cup and went to sleep.

Zong Ji watched "Kang Rinpoche" recommended by Wang Sheng, and he repeatedly thought about a word, "faith".

Looking at the thoughtful Zong Ji in the back seat, Yu Yang signaled Wang Sheng not to speak for now.

Half a month later, Zong Ji met the first pilgrim on the road, and he was still more than 600 kilometers away from the destination Jokhang Temple.The northern Sichuan-Tibet line is more than 500 kilometers long, and they have covered almost four-fifths of the distance.

It was a woman in her 60s, her black hair with a few strands of silver was combed into two braids hanging behind her back, her upper body was wearing a navy blue patterned shirt, and her large and heavy dirty clothes were tied around her waist. Carrying a small bag behind his back, with two wooden boards in his palms.

Wang Sheng stopped the car, and Zong Ji walked two meters behind the woman, watched her take a few steps forward, then bent down and kowtowed reverently.

Years never treated her preferentially because of her faith, Zong Ji didn't make a sound, and walked with her silently for a while.When the woman turned her head, Zong Ji met her eyes, the tranquility carried an incomprehensible power.

Zong Ji bowed to the woman, but there was no conversation between the two sides, and the woman continued walking.Zong Ji turned back into the car and drove past the woman lying on the ground.

"Brother Wang, take me to the place with the most pilgrims."

They stopped making unnecessary stops on the road and reached the finish line at the fastest speed.

After checking in at the hotel, Zong Ji took his mobile phone and sat down at the place where the pilgrims gathered, and began his own observation. From morning to night, he never left except to meet his physical needs.

Yu Yang didn't say anything, and silently put the sunscreen in his bag.

Zong Ji did not forget Zheng Yuan's instructions, not to get tanned, and the location he chose would hardly be exposed to direct sunlight, so his skin would be slightly red at the end of the day, and it would recover after a night of sleep.

"What is he doing?" Wang Sheng had never met such a strange guest. He just stared at the pilgrims without visiting the destination, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

What's so great about Pilgrim?

"He's looking for a feeling for the new play." Yu Yang recorded Zong Ji's behavior, that boy Zheng Yuan was too stingy, and wanted to borrow Zong Ji to save some publicity fees.

Yu Yang bargained with him and agreed.

After traveling together for more than half a month, Yu Yang told Wang Shengzong and his identity, actor and manager.

"I'll definitely go see the movie when it's released!" Wang Sheng showed his signature big white teeth, rounding off his contribution to the making of the movie.

Zong Ji watched it for three days and one night, and finally proposed to go to the Jokhang Temple after catching up on sleep.

Yu Yang had asked Wang Sheng to help him find someone to contact Master Hongran of the Jokhang Temple. After visiting the Jokhang Temple, Zong Ji entered the quiet room under the leadership of the little monk.

On July [-]th, Zong Ji and Yu Yang arrived at Sasha Airport and boarded a direct flight to northern Hebei.

The launch time of "Returning the Buddha" is scheduled for July [-]th.

Liu Wang picked up the person at the airport half an hour early, stood at the arrival exit and stretched his neck to look around vigorously. As soon as Zong Ji came out, he rushed up and hugged the person.

"Fortunately, I haven't got much tan." Liu Wang took the suitcase and stroked Zong Ji's hair, "Brother Yang."

Zong Ji wasn't dark, but Yu Yang was a little darker. He patronized the supervisor Zong Ji to put on sunscreen, and forgot about himself.

Both of them lost weight, but they became more energetic, especially Zong Ji. Liu Wang felt that he seemed a little different, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

"Brother Wang." Seeing Liu Wang, Zong Ji smiled and rolled his eyes, "I brought you a present."

When he went in his suitcase, he packed a lot of consumables, and filled the empty space with presents for everyone.

Big and small piles, he only divided Yu Yang's share, and sorted out the rest at home.Those who can be given in person will be given in person, and those who cannot be given in person will be sent over.

"Is it fun on the road?" Liu Wang signed up for a driving school. He has just passed subject one and is currently studying subject two. It will take a month at the earliest to get his driver's license.

"Fun."

The wheels of the suitcase rolled on the ground making a rumbling sound, and the hem of the linen shirt fluttered backwards as Zong Ji walked.

"I just can't eat the food you cook."

The three of them walked to the airport taxi pick-up area while chatting. Compared with when they left, Jibei had no other changes except that the temperature had risen.

Back in the Mingguang community, Liu Wang's sour radish and old duck soup boiled in the stew was separated from the flesh, without Yu Yang's box, so he followed in after smelling the smell, planning to go to the next door after dinner.

The two stayed outside for more than 20 days. They ate box lunches in the service area, tasted local residents' handicrafts, and ate dry food. What they still miss most is the home-cooked food cooked by Liu Wang.

Zong Ji took out the gift for Yu Yang, put the luggage room back in his bedroom, and then went to the kitchen to help Liu Wang.

"You go out to rest, you don't need help, I can do it by myself." Liu Wang had oil in his hand, and blocked Zong Ji with his arm, "I'm going to cook right now, the oily smoke is heavy."

Zong Ji walked over to Liu Wang and saw that the dishes were ready and there was really no need for his help, so he obediently went to the living room to discuss with Yu Yang about starting the machine.

Zheng Yuan is an impatient person, he is very precise in timing, and he doesn't want to waste a day.Zong Ji sent him a short biography, and when he got up the next day, he found that the other party had sent him a lot of replies at three o'clock in the morning.

Zong Ji had a long video chat with him yesterday, and after the chat Zong Ji told Yu Yang that Zheng Yuan said that their trip to Sichuan and Tibet was not in vain.

"You really don't need an assistant?" Yu Yang stood in front of the TV cabinet and looked at the pot of succulents he gave. Yu Yang took good care of it, and there was a small ceramic flower pot next to it, and Liu Wang put the fallen leaves in it. , there are two new shoots emerging from the roots.

"No need." Zong Ji used to film alone without an assistant, and he was busy here. He didn't need someone to bring tea and water, so there was no need for an assistant.

Yu Yang respected his personal wishes and nodded: "Okay, then we will recruit when you have a long schedule."

The author has something to say: Chun'er: I'm going to do something big tomorrow!

Tomorrow is July, do you still remember the flag I set up~

感谢在2021-06-29?08:50:24~2021-06-30?13:37:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Brad x Ishuka? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Yue Zong does not make an appointment with 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!