The talented people in Jiangshan have put together a variety show

The sky was completely dark, and the room where the program crew was located was bustling with activity.For the shooting of the variety show, all kinds of lighting facilities in the whole venue were turned on.The lights are bright enough to light up the sky the next moment.

Yunrong said that he was responsible for the food, and he was really busy in the kitchen with the local grandmother.Tang Zi and him are husband and wife, and they used to join in the fun and help him.Luo Jiafei still didn't know about He Jun and Guan Zhengyang's conspiracy, so he learned the local dialect from the local children.

The kid gets to be on TV, so wears his best outfit.The clothes have quite strong regional characteristics, and the fabric is smooth, which is completely different from that of foreign visitors.

He didn't recognize his life at all, and spoke the local dialect with a lot of breath.It is only after teaching people that people realize that all the locals that the program group has come into contact with before can speak Mandarin well.Even those with accents speak fairly standard Mandarin.

The original local dialect "f" and "p" don't matter, and the particles in various languages ​​are not the same. If you listen to it too much, you always feel that you are listening to a foreign language.

He Jun doesn't understand the local dialect very well, but he can always guess what the other party means.The locals always like to show a little movement after speaking. If you agree, you just nod, and if you don't agree, you shake your head.

He is different from Luo Jiafei.Luo Jiafei's acting career is generally smoother than his. Even if he pays attention to other people, he will spend most of his time filming after joining the crew, and the filming is still the highlight of the big production and late stage, so he doesn't have He Jun's sensitivity to small people at all.

He Jun and his boy group were not popular back then, and he and the youngest Qiu Feng were in charge of commercial performances together. When someone said what and did what, he could find out by chatting a few more words.

People are nothing more than that tempered.

After He Jun sneakily settled the shopping matter, he listened to Luo Jiafei and the children studying by the side.As he was learning, Luo Jiafei couldn't help asking about the child's family affairs: "Your family members have gone out to work? How often do you come back?"

Luo Jiafei has a harmonious family. The family often communicates on the phone and often goes out to play together.Local kids are different.

Halfway through teaching, he heard Luo Jiafei ask about family affairs. He didn't say that his parents didn't go home all year round, as if they were missing, but he only said: "They call me every week. I will follow them when I am older. go."

Luo Jiafei persuaded him a lot: "It's better to study for a few more years. When I was young, there were many people of my age who didn't like to read. Now it's really not good to have read."

The child grinned and did not reply. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the child had no interest in studying for a few more years.In his cognitive world, it is better to earn more money than to study for a few more years.One is that the vision is there, and the other is that he studies hard, and may not be able to make much money after reading.

But Luo Jiafei saw that the child was really smart, so he said two more bewitching words: "Oh, really. If you are admitted to a good university, you can make a lot of money and live a good life in the future. You also want to Have a good time, grandma at home!"

He Jun and Guan Zhengyang knew clearly that such a child was just like Qiu Feng back then, looking small, he actually knew no less than an adult.There are also many eyes.

He Jun reminded Luo Jiafei: "Teacher Luo. It is very dangerous for children who stay in their hometown to be known that their parents are not at home all year round. Don't think this is in the mountains. People who really want to do evil, the more It seems that the people in the mountains will come over more. If something happens, the village has no time to react.” It is even more difficult for the police to search the mountains and so on.

Luo Jiafei came to his senses and quickly discussed with the program crew: "Then this part must be cut."

People from the program team gave Luo Jiafei a sign of agreement.

Luo Jiafei didn't expect He Jun to tell her this.She asked a few more questions: "Is there anything else that needs attention? This kid looks really smart. You can tell when you hear him."

Guan Zhengyang thought for a while and asked the child, "Do you want to listen to music?"

The child stared at Guan Zhengyang for two seconds: "Okay."

Guan Zhengyang got up to get the instrument.He smiled and said to a few people: "I knew I was going to come to the mountains, so I specially brought a small musical instrument, which will definitely refresh your ears."

When He Jun heard the usage of this idiom, he stopped for a moment.There are 1 slots in my heart to spit out, but I didn't spit it out for the sake of outsiders.

Guan Zhengyang, who quickly took the instrument, came out of the room again.

Guan Zhengyang really liked the suona, and he put the suona to his mouth as if he was overjoyed, his cheeks puffed up and he blew a tune.The cheerful tone seemed to enliven the whole village.

At night, even the grandma who is in charge of cooking in the kitchen poked her head outside.

It just so happened that the food was served outside at the right time, Guan Zhengyang walked beside Yunrong and Tang Zi with a suona, playing it from the time they left the kitchen until they put down their plates and returned to the kitchen.

Yun Rong could bear it a bit, but Tang Zi was interested at first: "Hahaha, it's so funny." Later, he was annoyed to death, and he chased Guan Zhengyang with all his teeth and claws, "Ah, ah, stop bragging, it's so noisy! It's making noise in my ears Already!"

Guan Zhengyang ran quickly and continued to blow, insisting on annoying people to death.

No one in this village played the suona, but there was a family with a dog, who was annoyed by the sound of the suona, and yelled loudly: "Wow! Woah!"

For a while, the sound of dog barking and suona sounded one after another, which made He Jun dizzy.

The worst thing is that kid.

When the child saw such an annoying musical instrument for the first time, he was amused and giggled.His eyes lit up and he followed behind Guan Zhengyang.Wherever Guan Zhengyang ran, he would chase there.At the back, Yun Rong chased Tang Zi again, and the whole picture was a group of people going around crazily without food.

He Jun listened to them arguing there.

"Guan Zhengyang, if you play it again, I will send your suona back by mail in the middle of the night!"

"Tang Zi, stop running and eat first!"

"Brother! Big brother!"

"Na—er lang—na—"

He Jun tried to plug his ears, but found that the voice was louder, and sighed faintly.He took out his chopsticks and decided to eat first.The excitement was theirs, and it was he who caused the damage to the stomach when the food got cold.

Luo Jiafei said loudly, "Do you want to eat?"

"Hey—"

The audience did not see Luo Jiafei asking sensitive questions, but only saw Guan Zhengyang saying that he would play the suona.Immediately afterwards, the whole scene became noisy.The noise made the person in a trance: "My God, why didn't I find Suona so annoying before?"

"Little Sun: Fill up the hatred value with one's own strength."

"I'm going to die laughing, that local kid is so cute, he ran wildly after him."

After a long time of commotion, a group of people finally sat down to eat panting.Guan Zhengyang stood the suona on the table, refreshed: "Hey, practicing the instrument every morning and evening will keep you in a good mood."

However, the people around were in a trance, they lowered their heads and ate numbly, and after taking two bites, they realized that they had made a vicious note of Guan Zhengyang.Tang Zi gritted her teeth: "Next time I make a movie, I will let you do the music. I will write songs according to your head every day. I will give you all the opening, ending and interludes. You will be exhausted!"

Guan Zhengyang was overjoyed when he first heard the music for writing movies.A smile just surfaced, when Tang Zi said that he would do everything for him, he would be exhausted, his eyes widened on the spot, and then his face collapsed: "Sister, I was wrong."

He humbly begged for mercy: "I will never play the suona tomorrow. I swear!"

The local kids actually ate, but not much.A few people saw that he was always staring at the food, so they left him to eat two bites.

He was picking rice at the side, and when he heard that Guan Zhengyang would not play the suona tomorrow, he swallowed the rice in one gulp, raised his chopsticks and his eyes lit up: "I have drums at home! Brother, can you teach me how to play drums?"

Everyone looked at the child in shock.Unexpectedly, the child had a drum at home.

Guan Zhengyang was surprised: "Do you like playing drums?"

The child nodded sharply, and then hesitated: "I like it! But playing drums doesn't make any money, and I don't have the money to learn how to play drums. I know you guys want to grow new rice, so I can tell you about it!"

He was really smart, and he talked about business with the adults on the spot.

Everyone has talent.If you really like playing drums, it's good to learn a little bit.He Jun organized the itinerary in his mind: "Yes. Tomorrow we will work during the day, and you can help us. Brother Guan Zhengyang will teach you how to play drums when you are free at night, is that okay?"

The child was pleasantly surprised: "Okay!"

After the child cheered, he asked excitedly, "Can I bring the drum here tomorrow morning? It's not heavy!"

Guan Zhengyang immediately agreed, imitating his answering tone: "Okay!"

The audience laughed.

After the decision was made, a group of people laughed and chatted again, and then went back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day.

The next day, the sky was very bright, and the sun had just climbed up from the top of the mountain, revealing a light that did not bask in people.Breathing in the air can also fog up.The little ones in the village panted early in the morning, carrying their own drums.

He used a large piece of cloth and wrapped the entire drum.Since he didn't have a cart, he could only drag, carry, and hold for a while.With short hands and short feet, it is inconvenient to move around.

When transported halfway, people were already sweating.

The little girl who was in the village earlier also got up early.She saw people in the village at the door early in the morning: "What are you doing?"

The child said loudly: "I took the drums to the guests. They said they would teach me to learn the drums."

Little girls are already older than children, not to mention girls grow up earlier than boys.She was a little taller than the child, and came out of the gate to help: "I'll carry it with you."

The two teamed up and successfully carried the drum to the program group.

Almost everyone in the program group got up.Everyone clearly knows that they are rushing to shoot when they come to the mountains, so of course they will not dawdle.He Jun turned on his phone in the morning to check where the various couriers had been delivered.

This place was delivered by mail very quickly, but it was a pity that it was delivered to the town.He had to find a way to get it out, or have someone bring it in.

Guan Zhengyang hadn't taken care of his hair early in the morning, and once again tied his bangs into small braids. He couldn't brush his teeth restlessly.

Gritting his toothbrush, he went to open the door and greeted vaguely, "Morning."

Two children carried things in.Guan Zhengyang helped the two children with his free hand.

He didn't know if he didn't hold hands, but when he did, his expression went blank, and he felt that the touch in his hands was not right.Guan Zhengyang, who hadn't fully reacted, bit his toothbrush: "What's the drum——"

Before the child put it down, he tore the cloth apart excitedly: "My drum! It's made of ceramics! It's made of cowhide. It's so beautiful!"

Guan Zhengyang: "?"

Guan Zhengyang's toothbrush fell to the ground in shock.

Seeing that Guan Zhengyang's reaction was wrong, the child asked cautiously: "Or, you can play the bronze drum? The bronze drum is too heavy for me to lift."