This time, Wu Changyun plans to take a group of people to an old house in North Korea to complete the subsequent filming. Wu Changyun has never met the owner of the house, but he heard that he is an old wealthy man who loves to be lively.

It is said that he remained a bachelor all his life and had no children.

Wu Changyun was counting the luggage for this trip in the company. Originally, he was not required to do this kind of work, but unfortunately, the two crews started working at the same time, so Wang Jing was lucky enough to come at a good time.

"Take that lightly."

Wu Changyun pointed to the big box in Wang Jing's hand, which contained two Hasselblad portable cameras.

In the 21st century, Canon, Nikon and Sony were still fighting over 40-megapixel cameras, but Hasselblad set its sights on the ultimate in pixels and created a luxury camera with 100 million pixels.

Likewise, the prices are ridiculously high.

Wu Changyun now has some money in his pocket. For him, box-type cameras like this not only have collection value, but also carry a special sentiment.

"Why buy this thing?"

Wang Jing asked with some confusion.

"I was poor and couldn't afford it before, so I'm making up for it now." Wu Changyun said embarrassedly.

It sounds a bit like a person who is poor and has low aspirations.

While they were packing up, Liang Jiahui actually came to the door. Wu Changyun had met him before at a lecture at the university and left Liang Jiahui the company address and business card.

After Liang Jiahui entered the room, he looked around and saw Wu Changyun there, then he raised his hand to greet him.

Unlike their first meeting, Wu Changyun sighed that Tony Leung was indeed a handsome man, but his hairstyle and clothing revealed a kind of ugliness, an ugliness caused by the public aesthetic that could not be distinguished from ordinary people.

Liang Jiahui has side bangs and wears a gray and white shirt, making him look more like a nerd.

Wang Jing couldn't help but laugh, thinking, "Where did this country bumpkin come from?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to know Wu Changyun, he greeted Liang Jiahui politely.

"Why haven't I heard you tell me where you found these talents?"

Wang Jing's eyes lit up. The man in front of him looked a bit rustic, but his facial shape was very distinctive, at least it met the requirements of film and television.

The so-called film and television requirements are the characteristics of a person's appearance.

Human aesthetics is a very strange thing, and throughout history, people have never corrected each other's aesthetics.

If we really start a research on all human beings and count what face shapes everyone thinks are beautiful, I am afraid the results will shock everyone.

What film and television pursue is the first impression and historical basis.

The historical basis is indeed not nonsense. If the appearance of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhao Kuangyin is separated from the historical background, they are just a fat man and a long-faced man passing by on the street.

This is a joke, but also a history of human self-deception. Throughout history, people have long distinguished between the appearances of good and bad people.

"You came at the right time. What's the matter? Don't you have to go to class?" Wu Changyun stopped what he was doing and asked.

"I have very few classes now, and I've taken a leave of absence."

"How long?"

"Two days." Tony Leung said without thinking.

"It's too short. Can half a month be enough?" Wu Changyun said bluntly.

"I'll think of a way in half a month. Yes."

Now, whatever Wu Changyun says, Liang Jiahui thinks it is an opportunity, a chance for him to become famous and accumulate experience in the future.

As long as it is a request made by Wu Changyun, he will try his best to meet it.

Wang Jing realized that he was going to have a junior apprentice. He simply called Tony Leung over and handed the box to him, then pointed to the transport truck outside.

"Leave it to me." Wang Jing took on the task of advising Tony Leung with a wicked smile.

"good."

Wu Changyun agreed.

These days, Tony Leung Ka Fai inexplicably followed Wu Changyun's crew to North Korea. On the way, they took a train. When Wu Changyun looked at the scenery outside the window, he suddenly felt like he had returned to the past.

The white snow and evergreen trees make you feel the chill through the train window.

The people around me were wearing big cotton-padded jackets, and there were also simple farmers with their own chickens and ducks, huddled in a corner, picking smelly eggs.

Along the way, Wu Changyun was observing Liang Jiahui. This guy was dragged to North Korea in a daze, which was more than 10,800 miles away from his hometown.

Tony Leung had asked me about this before, and Wu Changyun had explained it to him.

"Are you planning to keep it a secret from him? Isn't that bad?" Wang Jing asked with a frown as he sat on a small stool against the wall while eating fast food on the train.

"How can you say it's a secret? This is a rare opportunity. It's in this kind of confusing environment that people are tested."

"Heh, you think a lot. What about our two beauties?"

"She's playing mahjong with her makeup artist next door."

Wu Changyun pointed to the next room. They were in the first-class compartment of the train. On a normal train, one compartment held six people, with three beds on each side. The first-class compartment held two people, and the space was relatively more spacious.

Most of the crew had never seen snow, let alone experienced the weather in North Korea.

When Hong Kong was preparing for the Lunar New Year box office, the weather was only a little cool in the morning, but as long as the sun came up, we still wore short sleeves.

At this point, forget about short sleeves.

Zhao Yazhi had already wrapped herself in the coat she had borrowed from someone else, and she didn't want to get up from the bed at all, drinking cup after cup of hot water.

"Are you okay?"

"Not very good." Wang Jing shuddered.

Wu Changyun is originally from the north and has experienced severe cold. It’s not that he is good at defending the east, but he knows that his body will have no problems with such temperatures.

After arriving at the station, the group changed trains and took a rented car to their destination, which was a steep uphill drive all the way.

When we arrived at the house, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. The old man who walked out of the house was named Jin Shengwu. He was wearing a red woolen coat with a neat suit underneath.

What surprised Wu Changyun was that the other party was not wearing leather shoes, but a pair of slippers covered with animal fur, which looked very warm.

"Hello, my friend, please follow me in first."

Jin Shengwu warmly welcomed Wu Changyun and the others in. After walking through the iron gate, there was a long stone-paved path inside, with lawns on both sides connected to low shrubs against the wall.

Several people dressed as servants were taking care of the vegetation, and a Western-style building could be seen not far away.

Compared to the area occupied by the entire house, this model building looks too small.

"I originally thought it was a bigger house." Wu Changyun took out the photos and compared them. It was smaller than he expected.

"That might disappoint Director Wu. The original owner of this place was also a bachelor, so there aren't any scattered things here."

Jin Shengwu has lived here for more than ten years, since he bought this place.

The biggest advantage here is that the house is not too big, which does not remind him every day that he lives alone in an empty big house. The extra-large area also makes life here more fulfilling.