"Then their clothes should also be changed." Yu Jing pointed to a group of black people outside the Lu family's mansion, "Wear some normal clothes. The black suits and sunglasses are too eye-catching. You can tell they are bodyguards at a glance."
The decathlon housekeeper immediately bought a bunch of ordinary shirts and slacks, and then took off their sunglasses, which finally made them less conspicuous.
Huixing is a bit far from the main star and requires three hours of flight. Yu Jing issued a health certificate for Xiao Lan, and openly carried her into the spacecraft. At this time, she was teaching her to recognize the stars outside.
"That one is New Cloud Star, Donghua's number one tourist star..." Yu Jing introduced softly while stroking Xiaolan's feathers. Xiao Lan stood on his lap, opening and closing her wings, looking out the window with dull eyes.
It looks so much like... mentally retarded.
Yu Jing covered her face and turned to Ji Yasu in frustration: "Grandma, how do you teach it to talk?"
It was rare to see Yu Jing deflated, so Ji Yasu couldn't hold back her smile: "Take the snacks in your hand and reward them if they are correct. Try it."
Taking out some snacks from the small bag, Yu Jing pinched its mouth: "Tell me, New Yunxing."
Xiao Lan tilted her head and opened her mouth to him: "Ah——"
Yu Jing subconsciously wanted to hand it over, but then realized: "No, if you don't talk, you won't get anything to eat."
"mean."
Yu Jing: "..."
Ji Yasu smiled so brightly that she was a beauty with excellent temperament, and she looked even more soft and graceful when she put on a cheongsam. Many passengers who were attracted by the laughter looked at her, and some even wanted to come over and strike up a conversation.
"Its IQ is estimated to be about three years old. It is very clever."
Taking the snack from her grandson's hand, Ji Yasu said nothing and looked at it with a slight smile. The little bird trembled, opened his mouth and said: "New Yunxing."
Yu Jing groaned angrily: "Why doesn't it listen to me?"
"Because you can't bear to scold it. The instinct of little animals is very sharp and they know who can act like a spoiled child."
Yu Jing poked its little head: "Just rely on me to pamper you."
The area of Huixing is much larger than that of Xinyunxing, and the names of various cities all start with the character Hui.
Yu Jing and the others' first stop was Huiqiu City. Despite the hot and humid temperature, the foggy weather almost made Yu Jing think she was back in March in Jiangnan.
The retro blue brick city wall has intentional signs of ageing. The fish belly white in the sky spreads out, the sun jumps out of the clouds, and the warm sunshine slowly falls on the turrets of the ancient city, dispersing the white fog shrouding the city.
The entire ancient city is full of a sense of tranquility and vicissitudes of life.
"Where are the people? Isn't it a tourist planet?" Yu Jing frowned.
The entire ancient city is built on the mountain, and it is quaint everywhere, but there are very few pedestrians on the road, and occasionally a few are local residents.
The secretary to the mayor of Huiqiu City personally came to pick up Yu Jing. Hearing his question, he smiled bitterly and said: "The entire Huixing has just been renovated, and few outsiders are paying attention. That's why we asked Director Jing to come over and shoot a documentary to increase its popularity."
The secretary personally arranged their residence, a small octagonal building at the foot of a mountain, with a clear river running like a ribbon across the entire ancient city in front of the door. A small boat was tied to the river for them to go boating.
Seeing the tired looks on their faces, the secretary quickly stood up and left, letting Yu Jing and the others rest.
"Grandma, I'm sorry. I didn't know Huixing was in this situation." Yu Jing apologized to Ji Yasu in frustration, and went out to travel with great expectations, but it turned out that there were too few people and it would definitely not be fun.
Ji Yasu liked the atmosphere here very much. She turned on the optical brain, ran her fingers over it, and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.
"Grandma, what are you doing?"
"I like Huiqiu very much and just bought a few properties."
After sorting the things he brought, Yu Jing took Xiaolan to sleep. Ji Yasu and Lu Yang were next door, and the bodyguards were downstairs.
The next day, they started to wander around the city in high spirits. Ji Yasu changed into a light blue cheongsam today, with lifelike bamboo leaves outlined on it.
In the early morning, the ancient city was shrouded in a layer of fog, and the green mountains in the distance were looming, becoming increasingly hazy.
Yu Jing looked around and ran into a small shop. Colorful oil-paper umbrellas were hung in the shop, resembling blooming mushrooms.
The shop owner was lying listlessly on the counter. When he saw the customers wearing masks coming in, he quickly sat up and said, "Welcome, the customer wants to buy something."
Yu Jing looked up for a long time and picked out an off-white oil-paper umbrella imitating peach branches. When paying, he curiously asked the boss: "Boss, why are you so frowning?"
"There are no guests. The ancient city has been open for five days, and there are only two or three guests every day. If this continues, I will drink the northwest wind." He sighed while paying Yu Jing, "We have to work hard to attract tourists, and we can't I wonder if the mayor has any good ideas.”
Handing the oil-paper umbrella to Ji Yasu and asking her to stand on the bridge, Yu Jing held up the light brain and began to look for the angle of light and shadow, frantically taking pictures of her.
When we first filmed The Heroes, people praised Yu Jing for being very good at capturing the camera. The scene where Ji Yasu holds an umbrella and stands in the mist is even more breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Yang, who was wearing a Tang suit, was not left behind, taking various single and double photos. Yu Jing printed out these photos and uploaded another copy to the Internet, which made a group of people scream.
[Where is this? Where is this? I want to go too! 】
[It seems to be the latest tourist planet. I heard that it takes three hours to get there from the main planet. There are also ancient buildings in the New Cloud Planet. I didn’t go there. 】
[Idiot, there are only one or two ancient buildings in Xinyunxing, while all the buildings in Huixing are antique buildings, which are definitely better than other places. 】
[The cheongsam I bought has arrived. Mass production is not as good as handmade customization. From the quality to the design, it feels cheap. I really want the one my grandma wore. 】
[Go away, don’t you have your own grandma? Why are you trying to rob my grandma? 】
Yu Jing ignored the cries of ghosts and howling wolves in the comment area. He was enjoying playing with his grandparents these past few days. He was not in a hurry, but some people were.
"Is Yu Jing still out of work today?"
The newly appointed mayor of Huiqiu City was anxious in his office, his face covered with age spots wrinkled into a ball. The secretary next to him explained helplessly: "Director Jing said there is no rush."
The mayor almost lost his breath when he heard this. He wanted to grab Yu Jing's collar and roar loudly. He was really anxious. Seeing that there were only two or three kittens among the tourists in the ancient city, how could he not be anxious!
"No, I'll ask him personally." The old man left in a hurry, and the secretary quickly called the driver and security.
When they arrived at Yu Jing's small octagonal building, there was no one inside. The owner of the B&B told the mayor that Yu Jing would take his elders to go boating while the weather was nice.
The mayor went to the river again with a dark face.
Yu Jing waved to the old man: "Mayor Song, are you coming to play?"
The old man felt a surge of anger rushing straight to Tianling Gai. At least he knew that Yu Jing was the person appointed by the Propaganda Department, so he could only suppress his anger and asked him: "Xiao Yu, when will you start filming?"
"The people I invited haven't arrived yet, so we can take pictures when they arrive."
Mayor: “Wherever they are, I can send someone to pick them up.”
Yu Jing glanced at the mayor casually: "I've already boarded the spaceship and will arrive tomorrow."
Mayor Song was relieved and just remembered his work.
Xiao Lan happily lay in Yu Jing's arms: "Xiao Jing, hungry! Xiao Jing, hungry!"
"If you eat any more, you won't be able to fly." Yu Jing warned it angrily.
Xiao Lan fluttered his wings angrily and flew to the shore. Mayor Song also liked raising birds and couldn't help squatting on the ground to tease it: "Which one is better, Huixing or New Yunxing?"
"New Yunxing." He opened his mouth, and Yu Jing only taught it this.
The old mayor left holding his heart full of holes. He didn't want to see the bird in the past few days.
After playing with her grandparents for three days, Chu Baixia and two men arrived in Huiqiu City on time.
"Director Jing, I took them over." Chu Baixia smiled shyly and greeted Ji Yasu and Lu Yang again.
The two men brought by Chu Baixia are the protagonists of this documentary, and they are complete amateurs. The man with gray temples is named Qu Wendong. He is over 200 years old and his calligraphy is so proficient that he can be called a master. The other one is his grandson Qu Zeyu, who mainly comes to help his grandfather.
"Mr. Qu, we communicated very clearly before. You know what you are going to shoot this time, right?"
"I know, I know, if you hadn't said that more people would learn calligraphy, I wouldn't be happy to come." The old man's voice was as loud as a bell.
As if he was afraid that Yu Jing wouldn't believe it, he came to the small octagonal building, steadied his horse, raised his energy, and picked up the stone lion at the door with a hiss.
At the end, he asked Yu Jing with a smile: "Is your physical work as heavy as that of a stone lion?"
Yu Jing took a step back in horror. She didn't expect the old man to be so scary. No wonder he wasn't afraid of hard work at all and instead said he was long-winded.
"Okay, it's definitely not as heavy as the stone lion. Quickly put down the boss lady's things!"
Qu Wendong clapped his arms and squeezed his legs, eager to try: "When will we start doing the heavy work?"
As long as more people can see the charm of calligraphy, there is no problem in doing Yu Jing's laundry, let alone doing heavy work.
Yu Jing smiled slightly: "Very good, let's start with making paper and ink."
The old man looked dull, what the hell?
…
"Has Yu Jing started filming?" Mayor Song started asking again every day.
The secretary kept smiling: "The filming has started."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and touched his bald forehead: "Which star did he invite?"
"He's an amateur."
The old mayor did not respond: "Amateur? You have been in the entertainment industry for a few years. What works have you produced..."
As he spoke, he came to his senses and roared: "Amateur?!"
The secretary felt that one day he would resign sooner or later. He kept an unwavering smile and repeated calmly: "Yes, he is an amateur, he has no works, he is male, he is not handsome, and he is an old man."
The old mayor's eyes turned dark when he heard buff's words, and he clutched his chest and was shaking. It happened that at this time, his archrival, the mayor of New Yunxing, sent a cordial 'greeting'.
"Old Song, how is the situation there? I heard that the superiors asked Yu Jing to go over and shoot a documentary for you. There should be a lot of tourists."
Mayor Song, hehe, that little bastard only came here to play with the elders at home, and the main characters in the film were still two amateurs. He could already foresee the bleak future of Huiqiu City.
He said bravely:
"Wait, Huiqiu will surpass your Xinyun District 3 sooner or later."
After hanging up the call, the old mayor immediately jumped up and roared at his secretary: "Quick, quick, quick, go and hire director Xu Mo. As an aborigine of Huixing, he must know how to capture the beauty of Huixing."
Fortunately, the Propaganda Department appointed three directors to prevent any accidents.
As for Yu Jing, he had no hope.
…
At this time, Qu Wendong and his grandson Qu Yuze rushed into the mountains aggressively and began to peel off tree bark and chop bamboo.
Yu Jing followed behind, wearing long sleeves and trousers, and began to shoot the first step of papermaking. Seeing Qu Wendong's face was dark, he reminded from behind: "Old sir, don't look so ferocious, you will scare the audience."
Qu Wendong wanted to roar, but he was worried that Yu Jing was filming, so he could only endure it and took advantage of the camera to take pictures of his grandson. He asked Yu Jing: "Aren't you taking pictures of calligraphy? Why do you even have to make the paper yourself?"
Just thinking about washing ink, carving inkstones, and making brushes next made the old man almost lose control of the machete in his hand, and he felt deeply that he had been tricked by Yu Jing.
Yu Jing said seriously: "Old sir, you should know that except for calligraphy in movies and TV series, almost no one in the world cares about it. Although the school maintains the traditional recording method, the pens they use are not the earliest things in China, let alone ordinary ones. Everybody uses electronic pens.”
