She gently tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear, and the corners of her mouth curled up, expressing her good mood at the moment, "I'm pretty unpresentable now. I spend all my time with chickens. "
The girl couldn't stand Kong Wei's self-deprecation, so she asked Qin Guan to translate for her. "She says she has been watching you secretly for days. She likes your clothes. She wants to be like you."
The girl, who was only as tall as Qin Guan's shoulder, made Kong Wei burst into laughter. Her every move was seductive and charming.
She answered her question seriously, "It's still too early for you. If you want to be like me, you'll have to wait for another 20 years."
The girl had finished her question, so Qin Guan asked his own. "Aliosha, Katyusha. Which country are they from?"
Kong Wei looked down at Qin Guan with her charming eyes. Her words were meaningful. A simple man from a mountain village could never understand her sophisticated driving skills.
"This is Su, a woman's name. Of course, it's also the name of the cannon."
"The cannon?"
"Yes, using a woman's name to … name the cannon … after her. Do you understand? "
Qin Guan was smiling foolishly.
Smiling foolishly, Qin Guan crossed his arms and answered Kong Wei, "I don't know either."
Somewhat embarrassed, Kong Wei made a perfect turn on his tractor. "How old is she?"
Qin Guan was about to continue questioning the girl, but the girl, who had put on heavy makeup to meet Kong Wei, opened her mouth.
"I'm 16! I can sing Li Tiemei. "
The 16-year-old girl threw her black braid behind her, as if she was declaring her sovereignty. She was wearing a new red Yunnan costume, which made her look provocative.
It was not a meeting between an admirer and the admired, but a girl who was also interested in Qin Guan. She was declaring her sovereignty over a foreign vixen.
Qin Guan was stunned, his mouth slightly open. He was caught off guard by his selfish lies and his admirer's unexpected behavior.
Jiang Wen, who was behind the camera, couldn't help raising his arms. "Hahaha! Good! The first collision is over! "
That was the end of the main scene of the third story.
Jiang Wen, who had been sitting on a stool all day, stretched his muscles in his military coat.
The temperature in the southwest plateau was very high in spring. It was already dark, but the temperature had dropped to a few degrees.
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia The crew was busy dismantling the machines in the forest. As soon as Qin Guan put on the thick cotton-padded jacket Wang had prepared for him, he saw Jiang waving at him.
"Qin Guan, come here!"
Accompanied by the laughter of the local actors from Hani Village, a new friend joined them.
The children there could cook by themselves, dig for eggs, dig for bamboo shoots, catch pheasants and trap hares.
For these teenagers, this was the most basic skill they had in the forest.
At this moment, they were acting as extras around the stuffy red bonfire while harvesting extra prey.
Two pheasants and a rabbit were slowly cooked in the local natural firewood pit. They were soaked in the crude bamboo salt of the Hani tribe and fermented beans, giving off a tempting aroma.
A few people sat around the bonfire, glowing like wolves in the dark.
As for the Hani children, they did not understand why these uncles, who played with them and gave them money, would be interested in such ordinary prey.
The food around them couldn't be any more ordinary, but how did it make Big Uncle eat it to a whole new level?
It was as if what he was chewing on wasn't tough rabbit meat, but some dragon liver and phoenix brain, a sumptuous feast.
These little fellows, who were originally not hungry, were infected, and their appetites were greatly increased.
The Hani man handed Qin Guan a small dagger. Thanks to his shameless question, Qin Guan learned how to cut the muscles on the bones accurately and fiercely.
On the bright tip of the knife, the crew had become one with the local people. In the middle of the night, it was full of cheers and laughter, full of the most ardent hope for life.
The Sun Rises as Usual
Yes, time would not stop moving forward just because people were having fun. The next day, at dawn, the small mountain village, which was surrounded by thick fog, began a new day of shooting.
Jang Wen found Kong Wei and Qin Guan in Zhou Yun's cobblestone hut.
Because domestic movies had very strict requirements for sex scenes between men and women, all scenes that might cause adverse effects were prohibited.
Director Jiang Wen, the most daring director on the mainland, had shot a scene that would have lasted at least three minutes in a foreign country, but he didn't even get a second of it.
Their buttocks and balls peeked out from the small window. Even their faces were not hidden, but their conversation exposed the identity of the adulterous couple.
Kong Wei chuckled and told him her flirtatious words, 'They say, my stomach is as smooth as velvet.'
They...
How many people have been in your bed?
Jang Wen stopped peeping at Qin Guan. On Qin Guan's way back, he pointed the shotgun he had used to kill rabbits at Qin Guan's head.
With the anger of a cuckold and the flames that rose to his head, the pair of binoculars were coldly pressed against the man's forehead.
Qin Guan, who had lived fearlessly ever since his mother had jumped into the river, didn't resist or beg for mercy with tears streaming down his face.
Instead, he asked Jang Wen, "I've never seen velvet before. What does it look like?"
Jang Wen felt that it was ridiculous, so he replied fiercely, "You are going to die. Don't make excuses for yourself."
Qin Guan answered seriously, "I'm not looking for an excuse. You can kill me now, but I don't know what velvet is."
"You don't understand? Well, I'll show you. But remember, the day you see the velvet is the day you die. '
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