After turning off the live broadcast and taking his things with him, Song Yunhui set off.
He drove very fast all the way, only stopping once at a convenience store at the transfer station.
The further south you go, the more humid the air becomes, changing from normal cold to damp cold.
From the city to the county and then to the town, a gust of cold wind blew when I got off the bus. Even though I was wearing a hat, a mask and glasses, the cold wind still penetrated my ears and blew the loose hair that was not covered by the hat.
Standing there, waiting until his fingers could move a little, Song Yunhui took out his cell phone from his pocket.
After this point, the map no longer shows how to get to the destination.
The only two ways to get there are walking and driving.
After glancing at the distance, Song Yunhui was silent for a moment.
He looked around and finally saw an old man wearing a thick down jacket sitting on a tricycle and smoking.
He then walked towards the old man.
"There are no buses to the small mountain village, but there are motorcycles there," he said, looking up and down at Song Yunhui, "but it just rained yesterday, and the ground is all muddy. It's not very convenient to take that car."
As he spoke, he patted the tricycle under his butt.
The two met eyes.
***
"Well everyone, I decided to go visit my friend."
With an earphone on one ear to block out the sound of the tricycle starting and the wind, and the other ear listening to the movements around him, Song Yunhui sat on the tricycle, his foot on the accelerator, and his cell phone was firmly stuck on the vehicle at a subtle angle.
[So shaking!] Master, stop shaking me. I feel dizzy.
【? Suddenly I became an outdoor person, and I am still moving. I am finally not the motionless banana dog I was before. I am so happy.
【! ! ! Really went to find friends! It turns out that soy milk is an action-oriented one! 】
[Hello Doujiang, my name is friend, and my home address is xxx. My home is not here, you have taken the wrong road! 】
[It’s so beautiful here!] ! It’s not the ordinary kind of beauty, it just feels very quiet (dancing and talking nonsense). Do you understand me? 】
[Soy milk can actually drive!] 】
【What is a curious friend like】
[Wait, what kind of car is this? 】
You can't look at your phone while driving, so Song Yunhui installed a plug-in to convert the barrage into voice, and just listen to it sentence by sentence.
The originally emotional and uplifting text was read out word by word by a mechanical female voice, even the exclamation mark and question mark were not spared. He couldn't help but laughed.
[I seemed to hear soy milk laughing!] ! You must have heard it right! 】
[Soy milk, smile more!] I actually started laughing too.]
[There is a sound of wind, woooooo, I can’t hear it clearly]
The barrage was posted quickly, but the voice was converted slowly. Now the previous barrage was still being read out one by one, and Song Yun always replied with the previous barrage.
"This is a tricycle I rented from someone else. I have always been able to drive, and I can drive a manual transmission tricycle."
Seeing a curve ahead, he honked his horn before continuing, "My friend, don't show me."
[Ears, my ears!] 】
[Help! It’s so funny to think about Doujiang driving a tricycle! (I don’t mean to look down on tricycles)]
[So stingy!] We are all family, why not show it to others?]
[One day, my sweetheart will get a driver's license and come pick me up on a tricycle (bushi)]
The distance from the town to the village is very long. According to the old man who rented the car, if you drive steadily, it will take more than half an hour.
This is indeed the case, and even longer.
It rained yesterday and the dirt road was full of mud potholes. Some places were sunken by cars, so we needed to drive more carefully.
The road here was a little wider and there were no other cars. Song Yun looked back at the map and found that he had already walked halfway. Just as he was about to turn back, he felt a chill on his hands.
A small mass of white stuff slowly disappeared on the back of the hand, leaving a little water mark.
He lifted the brim of his hat slightly, looked up, and saw little white clouds beginning to float in the gloomy sky.
The light-colored pupils reflected the brightness of the sky, clear and calm.
It's snowing.
【! Live snowing! A southerner who had never seen snow was ecstatic]
[So beautiful!] I haven’t seen snow for a long time! 】
This is originally the south where there is little snow, but because it is surrounded by mountains and the temperature is low, snowflakes fall naturally.
It is indeed beautiful.
Song Yunhui rubbed his hands and continued driving the tricycle.
The remaining half of the journey also ended in the chat. Song Yun looked back at the map and found that he was getting closer to the destination, so he turned off the live broadcast.
We have arrived at the small mountain village.
The weather is cold now and the time for working in the fields has passed. There are few people on the road. Some people are just standing on the roadside in groups of three or four, chatting with their hands in their pockets.
Song Yunhui stopped the tricycle and pulled the handbrake, then walked over to ask for directions.
The people here saw his attire and instantly knew what he was asking. They said, "The TV show is being filmed halfway up the mountain. It's cold up there now, so you need to dress warmly when you get there."
Song Yun looked in the direction they pointed and saw a mountain with alternating yellow and green colors.
He said "thank you".
There is a road to the other side of the mountain, not a formal one, but probably a road opened up by the crew for the sake of transporting equipment.
When it started to rain, the ground became muddy, so Song Yunhui walked more carefully, holding his bag.
He doesn't often come into contact with such an environment, but that doesn't mean he can't adapt.
He glanced at his phone as he walked.
It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon.
When I was chatting with Qin Shu this morning, he mentioned that he would take a temporary vacation this afternoon and would return from the crew to the village where he lives at the foot of the mountain.
He didn't know where the other party lived at the foot of the mountain, but the place where the crew was was easy to find. He just had to keep going forward along the path they had opened up before.
It was still snowing lightly.
Once we got to the top of the mountain, the road became less muddy.
Stepping on the wet dead leaves on the ground, Song Yunhui moved up step by step.
What those aunties said was true, it was indeed much colder on the mountain.
Looking at the crew's door from a distance, he stopped and looked at the time again.
It was just a few minutes after four.
If nothing goes wrong, I will be able to see Qin Shu soon.
The woods were sparse, snowflakes were falling gently, and everything seemed to have quieted down.
My mind, which seemed to be filled with something, gradually calmed down.
After looking at the summary of the kilometers he had traveled today on his phone, Song Yunhui finally realized what he had done.
Because of a spur of the moment idea, without any adequate travel preparation, he crossed across a province and now came to a sparsely populated mountain, just to see some people.
It's an incredible move.
A little impulsive, but no regrets.
He knew that he just wanted to meet Qin Shu.
The snow was still falling, and snowflakes accumulated on the thin branches. Finally, they could not hold on any longer and the accumulated snow fell down.
Song Yun looked back at the time.
It’s half past four.
Before he could put his phone back in his pocket, he heard a noise at the door, followed by footsteps.
He looked up and saw a man wearing a hat coming out.
He is not very tall and is rather thin, and his whole body shows the expression “I just wish I could wear two down jackets”.
Not the Qin Book.
Song Yunhui then withdrew his gaze.
He didn't look again, but the other person noticed him.
The man turned his head as he walked and asked him from a distance: "Are you looking for someone?"
Song Yun nodded, "He should be coming out soon."
He didn't say who he was looking for, and the other party didn't ask.
The passerby left, and another person came up the mountain.
He saw Song Yunhui and moved his mouth again and again, but in the end he said nothing and went straight into the crew.
——
The crew was very quiet, with only the voices of the actors talking.
The person who just came in took the thermos cup in his hand, took a sip, yawned, and walked into the crowd to watch.
He came to take over the shift, but he didn't expect that the previous shift was still filming.
He arrived at the perfect time, and the other party had finished filming shortly after he arrived.
In the silence, everyone was waiting for the director to see the video in the camera.
After watching it from beginning to end, the director's frown finally relaxed and he said, "This is OK. Thank you for your hard work."
Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glanced at Qin Shu's face.
He was supposed to rest long ago, but because his co-stars weren't getting into the right state of play, he had to do several NGs in a row and hasn't been able to leave yet.
As soon as the scene was over, he returned to his usual expressionless self, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
The actor standing next to him apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, because I wasted so much of your time."
Qin Shu said "It's okay", then took the coat handed to him by his assistant, opened the door, and walked to his usual seat while putting it on.
His agent kept the thermos in his hand, took a sip of wolfberry tea and looked at him, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Which of you has a family member outside? Please claim him."
Someone shouted, "Don't keep people waiting in the middle of winter."
The atmosphere instantly became lively, and people in the crowd were all asking each other about their voices, but no one claimed it.
After saying hello to the director, Qin Shu put on his clothes and went outside.
There is a white figure in the distance.
Wearing a hat, a white shirt, and holding a bag in his hand.
“…”
The crowd who had seen Qin Shu walk to the door watched him walk back.
He walked to stand next to his agent, lowered his eyes and said, "I remember you brought a thick coat."
Apart from other things, his agent is very good at health preservation and attaches great importance to keeping warm. If I remember correctly, he always brings a piece of thick clothes as a backup.
The agent looked at him and nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"
Qin Shu said he would lend it to him for a while.
He is tall, and his agent is slightly shorter than him, but he has 5cm more confidence and a unwillingness to admit defeat. Every time he buys clothes, he buys them a little larger so that he can barely fit into them.
The agent would never refuse such a request. He turned around and searched his pockets, asking, "Why, are you suddenly afraid of the cold?"
Qin Shu didn't reply to him for the moment. He was taking off his relatively thin coat and then wrapping himself with a scarf.
After putting on the coat handed to him by his agent, he said:
"I'm afraid people will see and worry."
Unexpectedly honest.
The agent laughed immediately, "In this desolate mountain, who would be worried if they saw it..."
His mind started to work and the smile froze on his face.
Others also reacted and their brains worked rapidly.
I don’t know who said “woc”.
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