The mountain village selected by director Zhang is remote.

The crew first set off from the capital by plane. After arriving in the urban area, I rented several cars to drive to the county, and loaded the materials sent here in advance to be donated. Then he went to the mountain where the village was located.

Because the scale of the mountain village is relatively small, there are not many places to stay. In order to reduce the number of people, artists are not allowed to bring assistants. They should do everything by themselves.

The actresses couldn't stand the day's rush and the lack of assistant help.

However, they only murmured a few complaints.

LAN Jiaxin did not stop all the way.

"This seat hasn't been washed for years. Why is it so smelly? It smells like vomiting!"

"What an old car is this? Why don't you even have a shade? It's such a sunny afternoon. What if I get a tan? Next, I have other announcements to make!"

"How annoying! When can I get there?"

The journey was really hard this time. It was nothing to complain about.

But when everyone is very tired, it is very annoying to complain so much. The faces of all the people were ugly, but no one dared to speak.

At last, Cao cencen could not help but speak.

"Miss LAN, everyone is working hard this time, not just you. Can you be quiet for a while and let everyone have a good rest?"

LAN Jiaxin was quite polite to Cao Cen.

Hearing the speech, he coquettishly said to him, "but brother Cao, I'm a female artist! You know, female artists are quite delicate. It's normal for me to complain about being so tired all the way!"

Cao cencen glanced at her.

"Chu Xi is also an actress, but she hasn't complained since she got on the bus."

LAN Jiaxin's face changed, and she said coldly, "what kind of coffee am I? What kind of coffee is she? She is rough and fleshy. Can you compare her with me?"

Sheng Chuxi turned a deaf ear and hurried to rest on his seat.

Yu Manman, who was nearby, blushed.

After holding back for a while, he finally couldn't help muttering: "but, obviously, sister Xiaoxi looks more tender and watery!"

Someone on the bus laughed twice.

LAN Jiaxin suddenly turned livid and glared at Yu Manman.

But the next journey, she did not say anything, the car finally quieted down.

When I first started from the county seat, the road was relatively flat. After driving for a while, it became bumpy and slowed down the car. It took nearly two hours to reach the foot of the mountain.

There's already someone waiting there.

Seeing director Zhang and others coming down, an old man with gray hair immediately greeted him.

He was wearing a washed white blue shirt and a pair of release shoes, which are rare now. The skin is dark and rough due to long-term wind and sun exposure, the corners of the eyes are full of wrinkles, and the hands are like the skin of an old elm, all of which are the traces of perennial work.

In the face of these brightly dressed city people, the old man was obviously very nervous. He didn't know where to put his hands. He greeted them in standard Mandarin.

"Director Zhang, Hello, I am the head of this village. Welcome to our village."

"Hello, village head."

Director Zhang shook the village head's hand kindly.

Looking at the desolate scene around, he wondered, "village head, why didn't you see your village?"