Yu Jing thought that the interstellar people would be more sensible, but unexpectedly she also fell into the Feng Shui pit.
Unfortunately, he didn't know much about it.
"Grandma Zhou, Grandma Lu, I don't know much about Feng Shui. You should go find an expert on ancient books." Yu Jing shrugged, directly breaking their hopes.
Lu Song was very disappointed: "I went to look for him, but I don't know as much as you do."
Yu Jing told them with a smile: "We have already entered the interstellar age. Frankly speaking, Feng Shui is just a comfort. Don't force it as the icing on the cake."
Zhou Qiulu covered her heart: "But I still feel uncomfortable."
"I really want to seek some psychological comfort. Grandma Zhou, please put a Pixiu at home." Yu Jing suggested with a smile, "Pixiu is a mythical beast that controls the house. In China, it also has the meaning of making money and driving away bad luck."
Both of them had watched Yu Jing's movies and TV series, and felt that the name Pixiu sounded familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had heard it.
Without reminding them, Yu Jing took the jujube cake handed over by Ji Yasu and took a bite. The sweet but not greasy taste made his eyes light up.
Lu Song had a good memory and patted the table excitedly: "Pixiu is mentioned in the Records of Mountains and Seas and Strange Beasts. It is said that it is a mythical beast that likes to fight with Taotie!"
It is a piece of gossip that the protagonist accidentally overheard as gossip while traveling.
"Okay, you bad boy, you deliberately saw our jokes." Lu Song was so angry that he pinched Yu Jing's bulging cheeks, "It has never appeared, how can I worship you."
Ji Yasu quickly knocked her hand off: "Speak carefully and don't touch her."
Seeing her grandson's face turned red, Ji Yasu glared at her friend fiercely. Lu Song retracted his hand in embarrassment. The child's face was so soft and turned red without much effort.
The two elders often stuffed things into Yu Jing's hands and were very close to each other. They ignored Ji Yasu's dissatisfaction and stared at the young director eagerly, their eyes full of threats.
Yu Jing stopped chewing and raised her hands in surrender: "I'll draw it right away."
Seeing that Zhou Qiulu and Lu Song liked these, Yu Jing not only painted dozens of pictures of Pixiu, but also painted several koi.
Having achieved the purpose of their trip, the two elders happily stood up and left, preparing to find the best carver to carve these things and display them at home. Before leaving, they did not forget to give Yu Jing various small gifts. .
Ji Yasu stared at the Pixiu on the brain without saying anything. Yu Jing blinked and asked her thoughtfully: "Grandma, do you want it?"
"Ahem, that's okay, it looks pretty good."
Yu Jing wisely didn't say anything. It seemed that no matter where he went, the Chinese people's deep-rooted habits could never be changed.
He drew a lot of baubles with good meanings in one breath and gave them to Ji Yasu, letting her play with them slowly.
This incident gave Yu Jing inspiration.
People on the Internet are lamenting that they can’t find any ancient books on Feng Shui. It’s a good idea to use these to divert their attention.
Thinking of this, Yu Jing became energetic and logged into Xingbo. As expected, she saw everyone wailing.
[Ugh... I can't find it. I can't find QAQ anywhere. It's no use looking for private collectors this time. 】
[My child is not greedy, he just wants to improve his studies. Please take pity on me. 】
[I have taken a screenshot of the movie and am going to study the furnishings around the tomb. smile.JPG】
【Director Jing! dad! Let me tell you something, where did you learn about Feng Shui? 】
As if he was being driven crazy, he turned into an online husky and prepared to demolish his home.
Yu Jing touched her nose and ran into the study room with a guilty conscience. She quickly drew several mascots with good meanings to appease everyone.
There are the concentric knots that represent love, the jade bamboo that brings success in work, the brave that attracts wealth, the auspicious clouds that lock in good luck, and the koi that prays for good luck...
The more he painted, the happier he became, and finally he painted dozens of pictures. Finally, Ji Yasu knocked on the door and asked him to go down to eat and drink, and then he stopped painting with satisfaction.
After uploading these pictures to the Internet, he stretched out in relief and went downstairs to eat, regardless of the turmoil caused by these pictures on the Internet.
[Yu Jing V: I don’t understand Feng Shui either. I drew a few pictures to cheer you up. Keep trying to find it, hahaha. 】
A person with a cheerful style suddenly appeared in the anxious team, and the audience almost died of anger. Their precarious rationality reminded them that this was the director and they could not offend him. If they offended him, they would be finished.
Everyone ran to look at the pictures with dark faces, their eyes opening wider and wider.
Each of the twenty pictures is filled with annotations, origins and meanings, which is enough to show Yu Jing's sincerity.
[I was planning to go to the black market to offer a reward, but Director Jing came directly to offer a big reward. 】
[Bamboo knot, abacus, brave, golden cicada, wishful thinking, koi...fuck! I couldn't find it even after digging three feet, but suddenly there were so many of them! 】
[This is not Feng Shui, it can only be regarded as a mascot. 】
[The question is why there are chopsticks and cabbage! 】
[Chopsticks mean good things come in pairs, and cabbage means wealth... Our ancestors were even so particular about their food! 】
[I’m going to buy two and put them at home. I watched the movie in which the Buddhist beads would light up. Do you want these? 】
Of course the audience knows that these things are ineffective, and they just want psychological comfort, but the things have good meanings, and they are willing to spend money to buy a good mood.
…
I don't know if it was because I was in a hurry when I went out in the morning and didn't dry my hair. Yu Jing's brain has been aching since she came back from Lu's house.
It wasn't the sting of overuse of the hologram, but the lethargy of unconsciousness.
The robot measured it and found that it was indeed a fever.
Fortunately, there was always medicine at home. Yu Jing took the medicine and went to sleep, which didn't feel too uncomfortable. When he woke up, he found himself lying in Pei Yi's arms, his whole body feeling warm.
"Sure enough, your body is like a furnace." He held Pei Yi and rubbed his cheek gently on his chest.
Pei Yi took a deep breath and warned him in a hoarse voice not to stir up anger: "Why are you sick?"
When he heard the news about the robot last night, Pei Yi rushed back from the military headquarters. By then, the young director had already fallen asleep. Pei Yi made sure that his fever had subsided so he did not send the person to the hospital.
"Maybe it's because of the change of seasons. It's normal to get sick from being hot and cold."
Yu Jing got out of his arms, opened the quilt and looked for slippers.
"Where are you going? Stay at home and have a good rest today." Pei Yi frowned, not understanding what he was going through.
"Not today, I have an appointment with Xiaoxia."
"That assistant again?"
"Well, the zombie movie is the last time we collaborate. From now on, he will go it alone. I have some words to remind him."
Pei Yi drove him off, his expression as cold as ice along the way, Yu Jing looked at her nose and nose, pretending not to see him.
In the coffee shop, Yu Jing followed the guide to the corner of the second floor. Their seats were wrapped in green plants and were well hidden.
"Director Jing." Chu Baixia stood up quickly.
Yu Jing asked him with a smile: "Are you still getting used to moving to your new home? What are your recent filming plans?"
Chu Baixia curled her fingers nervously and quickly picked up the coffee and took a sip: "I get along well with my friends. We often go to bars after work."
Yu Jing narrowed her eyes with satisfaction. This is right. After get off work, it is better to go out with friends to relax and have fun than to have random thoughts.
He suspected that Chu Baixia had psychological problems some time ago because he didn't know anyone in the community and was bored at home all the time.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoxia, for leaving you alone in the community. There are no one I know nearby. Fortunately, the problem was discovered in time."
Chu Baixia opened her eyes wide in shock, not expecting Yu Jing to apologize to him.
"How could this be possible..." He muttered and covered his face.
Facing the enthusiastic Yu Jing, Chu Baixia felt that she was just a rat in a stinky ditch, worthy of living in a garbage dump.
If the other party knew that he was cooperating with Wen Qibai, he would definitely be disappointed.
Chu Baixia suddenly regretted it.
Yu Jing came closer: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Chu Baixia tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I want Director Jing to see my latest work."
He turned on his optical brain and played the short play he had recently produced.
After training with Yu Jing for more than half a year, his composition ability has improved again, and his new short play is so beautiful that it takes your breath away.
After all, he brought it out by himself. Although he was a little unhappy some time ago, Yu Jing still watched it carefully and pointed out several shortcomings.
"That's all I can teach you. It's up to you to figure it out in the future."
Chu Baixia's hand shook and he almost dropped the cup on the ground. He blurted out unwillingly: "Director Jing doesn't want me anymore?"
Yu Jing frowned: "We made it very clear last time that it's time for you to be independent."
——I thought you were just saying angry words last time!
Chu Baixia's hand placed under the table was clenched tightly, and her eyes became increasingly ferocious.
When filming the corpse extermination in western Hunan, he had been careful to restore his image. He thought that Jing would not mention it again after his anger was gone, but he didn't expect it to happen!
Without the identity of assistant, he could only nod when meeting Yu Jing in the future, and then pass by each other, becoming passers-by in each other's lives.
He doesn't want this!
Chu Baixia clenched her teeth hard, and the sweet and fishy taste spread on the tip of her tongue.
The person on the other side kept his head down and said nothing. Yu Jing also got a little angry and raised his voice: "Chu Baixia! Don't be so worthless. What's so scary about working alone? It's embarrassing for me to be so cowardly!"
Hearing that Yu Jing was really angry, Chu Baixia quickly raised his head and spoke very fast: "I know, I will work hard to show you the results."
Yu Jing's face softened slightly: "In addition to your outstanding scenery creation, your shooting techniques are very similar to those of Mr. Ping Yi. They are both steady and steady. I will write him a letter and ask if you have any problems. he."
"Ping Yi..." Chu Baixia nodded with difficulty, "I'm sorry, Director Jing."
"Of course, if you have any questions, you can ask me. Just like Yang Zhihao, write down the questions. I will reply to the email when I have time."
"I understand, thank you for taking care of me..."
Has he now fallen to the same level as Yang Zhihao?
Those new directors only studied with Yu Jing for a few days, but in Yu Jing's mind, they were actually the same!
Chu Baixia's mind went blank and she mechanically uttered a few words of thanks.
He left the cafe in a daze, looking at the passing cars, confused as to where to go next.
The faces of passers-by began to blur and turned into distorted figures. Chu Baixia woke up suddenly, pushed aside the bustling crowd and ran towards the rental place.
He was out of breath from running, sweat slid down his forehead and his eyes hurt, and the sound from his chest was like an old bellows lingering for breath.
Pedestrians on the road saw him stumbling abnormally and subconsciously avoided him to avoid getting into trouble.
