The program team left eight people to follow the filming, as well as director Mo Ning and assistant director Lin Ciliang.
Then six large vans, carrying filming equipment and supplies, drove away, leaving only the eight gods worried.
I waited for a full two hours and basked in the sun.
The mountain road is covered with dry soil, and from time to time a gust of evil wind will swallow up the dust.
We didn’t know each other very well, so we couldn’t play together, so we just stood together and talked, waiting to see if any fellow villagers could pass by in a car or tractor, so we could take them away!
soon.
A few people were all disgraced.
Ling Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, so she put the gourd on the ground, muttered words, and cast a spell on the gourd: "Big, big, big, big!"
There was no reaction from the gourd.
Several other people laughed out loud, how funny!
Ling Sheng changed her gestures again, and then recited a curse: "Fly, fly, fly, you are useless, what use do I have for this magic weapon!"
Mo Ning and Lin Ci looked at each other and expressed satisfaction: This girl has a good sense of variety!
Cheng couldn't stand it anymore and went crazy, pestering the program crew to chant sutras: "Where's my donkey? Where's my donkey? Did you catch my donkey and eat it? My little Hei Hei is so miserable. How could you do that?" So to it.”
Mourning shook his head: Hey, another one is crazy, drag him away! This little funny boy is also little Heihei. When did he name the donkey
Three hours.
Finally saw the light.
On the opposite road, a car drove over. It was an old scooter with one front seat and one back seat. It looked quite old. There was an advertisement on the front window of the car.
Wholesale and retail of pure Yushan native honey and royal jelly, wholesale phone number: 1***8****96.
Ling Sheng excitedly rushed out to stop the car, not forgetting her role at the moment. She was limping on one leg, which can be said to be very dedicated.
but.
Cheng Ye and Jiang Yi were faster than her and jumped out to stop other people's cars.
The car stopped and there was a man sitting inside, wearing beekeeper's clothes and his face covered tightly with a beekeeper's hat.
"Uncle, can you give us a ride?" Jiang Yi asked politely.
Ling Sheng was behind and couldn't help laughing. The person sitting in the scooter was the famous uncle Yama!
"You!" Jun Shiyan stretched out his hand, pointed at Ling Sheng, and deliberately lowered his voice, a little less magnetic and a little more hoarse: "Come up."
Ling Sheng pointed to her nose, her big eyes flashing, her surprise undisguised: "Me?"
Jun Shiyan nodded: "Yes."
"Uncle, we stopped the car first." Cheng Ye was so sad that he almost cried.
If there is courtesy in a variety show, it will not be good to watch, and the fun of the variety show will be lost. When the show started, the director said, everyone should do it according to their ability!
"Is there something wrong with your legs too?" Jun Shiyan glanced at him.
Cheng also heard what he said, and it seemed to make sense. He should be courteous to the disabled!
Several people watched helplessly as Ling Sheng proudly rode the old man's mobility scooter driven by his uncle, waving goodbye to them and walking further and further away. They could only hold hands and look at each other with tears in their eyes. What a miserable life!
"Uncle." Ling Sheng leaned against the car window, poked his shoulder with her index finger, and smiled crookedly: "Are you keeping bees now? Is your honey delicious? Is it pure? It's not adulterated, right? !”
The car was too small for the camera director to follow, so he gave her a camera and asked her to take pictures on the road. There shouldn't be any highlights anyway.
"Yes." Jun Shiyan's voice was low and pleasant: "Little girl, do you want to go to my house? There is a lot of honey in my house, and all the honey in the mountain belongs to you."
The third master is driving a scooter for the elderly. This scene is coming to my face. I’m sorry but I’m going to smile first.
(End of chapter)