Working Diary of a Buddhist Teenager

Tong Xin just moved the camera away to take a picture of the blue sky, and in a blink of an eye, he found that Yun Ruosheng had mixed into the group of fishing uncles.

Tong Xin hesitated for a moment, but didn't approach, leaving Yun Ruosheng enough private space.

When Yun Ruosheng saw someone fishing, his hands were itchy.

I think that Peanut was a bully in the mountain village back then... Ahem, this river doesn't look deep, but Yun Ruosheng still obediently squatted beside him and watched the old men fish.

Each of these fishing uncles was more patient than the other, sitting in the shade, holding a pole in his hand without moving, occasionally whispering a few words to communicate, and the rest of the time was just watching the small river in silence.

The uncle noticed a young man coming from the side, and he had already thought of a perfunctory rhetoric in his heart, but he didn't expect that the young man squatted down and did not speak, which was very much in line with the uncle's wishes.

Young people who don't order blindly and are willing to calm down are too rare.

The uncle fumbled and took out a foldable ponytail from the bag he carried with him and let him sit on it.

Yun Ruosheng was a little surprised, and whispered thank you.

The sun gradually rose, and the shade gradually became smaller. The uncles by the river all went home with buckets.

Only the old man next to Yun Ruosheng, wearing a linen hooded hat, still insisted on his seat, and he was still not happy when the other old men asked him to go home.

Yun Ruosheng was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed a silvery white deep in the aquatic plants by the river, which looked like a fish.

Yun Ruosheng glanced at the empty red barrel of the uncle, and then estimated the danger of the river, feeling that the problem was not serious, and approached the river carefully.

"Master, let's go home."

The uncle's face was stinky, but now he looked even more annoying. He turned his head angrily and wanted to teach that young man a lesson, but he saw the young man put a big fish into his red bucket.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter with you young man, why do you just put things in other people's buckets?"

The uncle frowned, looking a little unhappy.

Yun Ruosheng refolded the ponytail that the uncle gave him: "Take it as a thank you gift for sitting on the ponytail."

Yun Ruosheng had a gentle temper, with a smile in his eyes, and his face was white and clean. The uncle let out a "hum", didn't say anything, and was about to leave with his hands behind his back.

Yun Ruosheng looked at the small benches and red barrels for fishing tackle scattered on the ground, thought for a while and packed them up, then followed the uncle.

The old man "hummed" again, and didn't chase anyone away, humming a little tune with his hands behind his back.

At noon, most of the people went home to eat, only to see the smoke from the cooking, drifting along the wind, and occasionally the sound of cooking and the clashing of bowls and chopsticks, making this town even quieter.

Yun Ruosheng followed behind the uncle carrying something, and Tong Xin followed Yun Ruosheng not too far away with the camera on his shoulder.

Tong Xin couldn't help but think, if only Yun Ruosheng was in the main army, maybe the program crew could use a drone to take a panoramic shot, and the picture would be beautiful.

Said that the drone is coming, Tong Xin looked up at the source of the "buzzing" sound, and it really was a drone.

The director's voice came from the earphones that had been silent for a long time: "Tong Xin, what are your teams doing? The other guests have gone back to the hotel for dinner. Why is Yun Ruosheng still walking on the street?"

Tong Xin wanted to say, I can't control Yun Ruosheng either, before the words came out, the director in the headset started to say again:

"There are rice and vegetables in the homestay, but the guests need to make them themselves. It doesn't mean that the guests have to be hungry. Didn't I tell you all that, if the guests haven't found them at noon, take them back to rest..."

Right at the stall where the director was speaking.Yun Ruosheng followed the uncle to the house.

A grandma was greeted inside, wearing a colorful hat on her head, which looked like a local characteristic costume.

The uncle said a few words with his wife, and then the old lady took the red bucket in Yun Ruosheng's hand, with a smile on her face: "My old man has a weird temper, so I'll trouble you to make a trip, if you don't mind, I'm here Let's have a meal."

"Need not……"

But the grandma was really enthusiastic, and the uncle was sneering and sarcastic, threatening Yun Ruosheng to throw the fish away if he didn't eat here.

So when Tong Xin followed the director's advice and prepared to take Yun Ruosheng back to the hotel for dinner, he found that Yun Ruosheng was already busy in the kitchen.

With a "snap", the lively big fish was thrown on the ground and lost consciousness, and then Yun Ruosheng lifted its tail, and the movement of scraping the scales was chic and neat.

Tong Xin swallowed in fear: "Ruosheng, the director said that there is food in the homestay, so he asked you to go back and eat."

The words are nice, but just now the director made it clear to Tong Xin that it was because the four of them didn't know how to cook, and they made the kitchen unbearable to look at.

The director asked Yun Ruosheng to go back and show his skills. If he can cook, everyone will be happy. Maybe he can impress the netizens. If he can't cook, at least he will have a camera.

The meal is definitely edible, and the program team is not that demanding. They have already ordered box lunches, and they just hope that the guests can contribute a little material while cooking.

Yun Ruosheng glanced at the uncle who was strolling outside, and the uncle stared: "What are you looking at me for, do you want to go back on your word?"

"No, I want to ask my friend..."

The uncle has noticed this iron lump a long time ago, and he also knows that a wave of people has come to the town recently, and it seems that they are going to be on TV.

Only young people like to join in the fun, and the uncle just wants to squat by the river to fish, although the fish never take the bait.

Thinking of this, the uncle became angry again: "I only let you eat alone, and I didn't invite others."

Grandma glanced at the uncle disapprovingly, said a few words in the local language, and the uncle left angrily.

"Of course your friends can also come to eat." Grandma looked at the thing on Tong Xin's shoulder and asked with concern: "Is this heavy? Do you want to put it down and rest for a while?"

To be honest, Tong Xin was not at all hungry for the small piece of chocolate and bread that he ate at noon, but the director was still waiting for them.

"Don't bother grandma, I still have work."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of adding an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks." After saying that, grandma was about to go to the yard to pick some vegetables.

Tong Xin refused repeatedly, but it didn't work, so he could only ask Yun Ruosheng for help in the end.

Yun Ruosheng wanted to laugh when he looked at Tong Xin, a tall man, who was asking for help, but he liked the atmosphere here very much and didn't want to go back.

"Brother Tong, don't worry, the program team must have prepared delicious food for them. It's okay if I'm missing. Why don't you just eat here. I caught this fish. I'm going to make fish soup and add some tofu in it." Xiaoqingcai must be delicious..."

Tong Xin swallowed, feeling even hungrier.

How about eating here?

The director waited and waited for no one, but at this time, the guests ended up frying the kitchen after tossing and tossing countless times.

In the end, there was really no other way, the director could only ask the staff to prepare lunch boxes for the guests.

It is said to be a box lunch, but it is actually bought from a nearby fellow’s house. Although it is not as good as the chef’s craftsmanship, it is better than green and pollution-free.

The director was also eating with a box lunch, and asked someone to control the drone to see what Yun Ruosheng was doing.

When the director saw Yun Ruosheng and Tong Xin entered a house, his heart skipped a beat, because the intangible heritage inheritor Shi Huan's house was diagonally opposite, and a small camera was set up nearby, so he didn't know if Yun Ruosheng noticed it.

Yun Ruosheng had a guess about the opposite door, and he further confirmed it during the chat with the uncle.

The family diagonally across from the uncle is his grandnephew named Shi Huan. He studied hard and was admitted to university. After graduating from university, he came back to concentrate on collecting materials and applying for intangible cultural heritage.

The uncle looked at Yun Ruosheng domineeringly: "Is this the task of your director? For the sake of that fish, I can let the kid from the fourth family come over."

Yun Ruosheng found out that this uncle really has the temper of a child.

Yun Ruosheng and Tong Xin bid farewell to the uncle, and went to knock on the door diagonally opposite.

Even with psychological expectations, Yun Ruosheng was still a little surprised to see that the person who opened the door was a young man.

The young man introduced himself, Shi Huan, as the inheritor of folk tunes here, wearing dark national costumes, but showing a bit of a bookish look.

"Just sit down."

Shi Huan brought over two glasses of water, and then went back to work on what he was doing. There were bamboo or wooden things that looked like musical instruments hanging on the wall.

Yun Ruosheng occasionally asked questions, and Shi Huan answered casually when he was busy with his own affairs.

According to Shi Huan, some sounds in the language here have their own way of pronunciation, so the minor key is special.

Some of these minor tunes are sung by human voices and solo instruments. Of course, the so-called musical instruments are also unique to the local area, and the sounds they make are very simple, but in Shi Huan's hands, it makes people feel the depth of the mountains.

Yun Ruosheng stayed at Shi Huan's place all afternoon, during which time other guests also came over one after another, but seeing that Yun Ruosheng was already there, they left without interest.

At night, Yun Ruosheng returned to the hotel under the urging of the director, and got the so-called luxury dinner - steak and red wine.

Yun Ruosheng glanced at the dinner plates of the other guests. Stir-fried vegetables, two pieces of braised fish and rice looked delicious, and the bibimbap with braised fish must be delicious.

Forget it, steak is steak, it looks okay.

Yun Ruosheng greeted the seniors after dinner and then went to the selected room to rest, while the rest of the people tacitly gathered in the living room to chat and show their talents, which can also be regarded as variety show material.

This activity is not mandatory, but in order to have more shots and more topics, these guests still get together.

When the director saw that Yun Ruosheng was not around, he felt tired. How would he edit it? Would he want to take the shot?

Yun Ruosheng didn't know the director's mental activities, he just didn't want to talk about his own affairs with others.

The director also hinted that this link can be used to sell badly and whitewash.

Of course, the director's words are not so straightforward, it was translated by Yun Ruosheng himself.

Yun Ruosheng disagreed.

To be honest, Yun Ruosheng feels that he is not miserable. Although he is not very famous these years, he has not made many movies, and Han Hai takes a commission, but he has saved some money anyway, and the people around him are also very nice, and he is very comfortable to get along with Although Yu Jiu didn't care about him, he didn't force him to do anything, and there were special products sent from his hometown from time to time, so he lived a leisurely life.

But Yun Ruosheng can often hear these words in his ears:

Why don't you learn from that so-and-so, get more endorsements, isn't fans just for cutting?

Why don't you do marketing? You don't buy business clips for hot searches, you don't buy hot spots, you don't recommend them. Who knows you?

Why don't you sell a wave of brutal fans?

……

Yun Ruosheng wanted to say that he doesn't like that kind of entertainment circle, so he won't do it!