At seven o'clock in the morning, Guan Zhongyun had already woken up.
Getting up from the bed, he glanced at the time and couldn't help but sighed softly.
still getting up late...
Under normal circumstances, he would wake up by himself at six, and has done so for years.
I forgot what a celebrity said, people don’t need to sleep so much when they are alive, because they will have a lot of time to sleep after death.
Guan Zhongyun has always regarded it as a standard and never sleeps too much.
After getting up on the bed, Guan Zhongyun put on his clothes lightly, and then walked out lightly.
While getting dressed, Chen Mu turned over, Guan Zhongyun couldn't help but stop, for fear of waking up the young man.
When Chen Mu turned over and slept soundly again, Guan Zhongyun smiled silently and continued to walk out.
He likes this young man very much, he is full of vigor and vitality, he is serious in his work, and he talks... well, he can chat with anyone, even Yuanyuan, a little assistant who is always known for being difficult to deal with, he can chat together, really Rare affinity explodes.
After the drink last night, Guan Zhongyun knew that he was not the only one who liked this young man.
After washing up, Guan Zhongyun went outdoors in his down jacket and began to move his joints.
At this time, the night cold was still there, and there was still a strong chill in the dry air.
Guan Zhongyun has gotten used to it a bit, and feels that although the temperature difference between day and night is large, compared with the hot and humid weather in the south of Daxia, it is cold when it is cold, making people feel that there is nowhere to escape from the cold, and it feels greasy when it is hot, making people feel It's so hot that I bring water all over my body, it's really much better.
After the physical activity started, Guan Zhongyun began to practice formally.
Hands, eyes, body, movements, and steps are the five exercises for body training. Singing, reciting, fighting, and meditation are the four exercises for performing on stage. These "four exercises and five exercises" were learned by Guan Zhongyun from a senior in the opera world. What I have learned is not a secret book that cannot be passed on to the outside world, and there are many people who know it.
In fact, for actors, they do not have high requirements for practicing skills, but Guan Zhongyun feels that this can not only exercise his body, but also help his performance, so he has been persistent.
Soon it was half past seven, and an old Uyghur man came riding a little donkey. He greeted Guan Zhongyun first, and then tied the donkey up with a limp.
Guan Zhongyun has been staring at the lame leg of the Uyghur old man. This does not mean discrimination or anything else. It is entirely caused by his occupational disease. He wants to observe how the lame man walks, figure out the movements and behaviors of the characters, and prepare for future performances. Gather footage.
When the Uighur old man came back, Guan Zhongyun carefully looked away, not daring to look any further.
"Good morning, old man."
The Uighur old man took out a naan from his big cloth pocket and handed it to Guan Zhongyun: "My family made a naan, and I brought you one. You can try it."
"Thanks!"
Guan Zhongyun was not polite, took the naan and began to eat it with big mouthfuls.
From the few days of contact, Guan Zhongyun and the old Uighur have become friends. Knowing the family background of this Uighur compatriot, Guan Zhongyun asked: "How is Sister Guli's health? This naan...isn't she making it? Well, you have to persuade her to rest more and not move around."
The Uyghur old man shook his head: "No, no, Reyhan did it. Gu Li's health is already healed, but Reyhan doesn't let her work, and she complains about being too busy."
The old Uighurs began to get busy with preparations for the opening of the gas station. Guan Zhongyun chatted with him while eating naan. After a while, villagers from Yakash Village came one after another.
"Aji, why are you here, where is Reheman?"
The old Uighur saw a one-eyed old man and couldn't help asking.
The one-eyed old man smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Reheman is sick, and I will work for him today."
The Uighur old man frowned: "Let me tell you, it's fine for you to come to work, but if you let me see you being lazy, don't blame me for scolding you in front of everyone."
The one-eyed old man quickly made a promise: "No, no, I can earn wages, I will not be lazy."
Guan Zhongyun couldn't understand the Uyghur language, so he felt that the one-eyed old man was a little strange, so he asked the Uyghur old man, "Who is this?"
He has been working in the forest farm for the past few days, and has already gotten to know the villagers who came to the forest farm to help.
Although he is a big star outside, here, not many people know that he is a movie king, so the villagers only regard him as an ordinary person, and there is no pressure to get along with him.
The Uyghur old man said: "That man is Reheman's father. When he was young, he was a bastard in our village. He cheated, raped and played tricks. He didn't do good things. Today Reheman is ill. He came to do the job. I have to keep an eye on him. "
Guan Zhongyun went to various places all the year round to collect folk songs, and saw many so-called rural bastards, so he naturally knew what kind of virtue they were, so he nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He doesn't care much about the affairs of the forest farm, but he has found out clearly in the past few days that the forest farm was built by Chen Mu himself, and the purpose of inviting the villagers to work is entirely for the villagers to have an extra income.
There are more than 60 people here every day, and each person has to pay 80 yuan, which is 5,000 yuan a day. For the people in the countryside, this is not a small amount of money.
Guan Zhongyun also heard that Chen Mu donated his own money to a school, which is under construction, which is why he likes this young man from the bottom of his heart.
On the surface, although Chen Mu looks a bit tired and seems to be a little bad, but that's just on the surface. As long as you understand what he has done, you will know what kind of person he is. people.
Soon, the villagers entered the forest farm one after another and began to work.
"Brother Aizmaiti, I heard that Chen Mu's parents didn't have this forest farm before, right?"
While working, Guan Zhongyun inquired about Chen Mu.
The old Uyghur man's legs are bad and he doesn't do heavy work. Most of the time he just moves the saplings and supervises other people, so when he heard Guan Zhongyun's question, he took a break and replied, "Yes, Xiaomu built the forest farm by himself. .Young people who have studied in college are knowledgeable and can do anything. If it weren’t for him, our forestry company wouldn’t be able to do it, and everyone wouldn’t be able to make money. Well, even the mayor praised him as a good guy.”
Guan Zhongyun could hear the pride in the words of the old Uighur. After all, he already regarded Chen Mu as his own child, and he would not hesitate to block a gun for him.
The other villagers in Yakashi Village may not have such deep affection for Chen Mu as the old Uyghur, but they also trust and appreciate Chen Mu, as can be seen from their usual simple words.
"Xiaomu is a good boy. If it wasn't for the farmhouse fun made by him, how could our village live such a good life?"
"I've never seen such a good young man from the Xia clan. He has gone to college and has great abilities, so the child still needs to study, so that he can be like Xiaomu in the future."
"If I have a daughter, I'll marry him, tsk tsk, with such a son-in-law, I won't worry about it for the rest of my life, don't you think?"