Wait for Jiajia. Qin Guan smiled awkwardly at his mother before he left.
Although he was angry, it was just a small pleasure in life. Sister Xue had forced him to carry out an important task.
He was sitting in Sister Xue's car, following the magazine's work car to the Bashang Grassland.
The Bashang Grassland was located in the FNMZ Autonomous County in the north of the capital. It was the closest natural grassland to the capital, also known as the "First Grassland in the North of Beijing".
The grassland there was lush with water and grass, rich and beautiful. It was a photographer's paradise, with distinct seasons and different mornings and evenings.
In summer, the grass was long and the birds were flying. In autumn, the grass fell and the trees fell. In winter, it was covered with pure white snow.
After several frosts in autumn, the red pines, spruce and white birch all over the Bashang Grassland began to brace themselves for the most splendid journey of their lives.
"Models" magazine had chosen Willow Gully on the Bashang Grassland as the shooting destination.
It was already evening when the working group arrived at the destination. They had contacted a farmer's hotel and had already prepared their accommodation.
The two simple farmers' husband and wife cleaned every room until it was spotless. The small farmhouse was instantly filled with guests.
Qin Guan found his room according to the number on the wall.
When he opened the door, he saw the small guest room in the farmhouse. It was clean and simple, with a flat brick bed and a small beige table placed quietly by the side of the brick bed. It was full of unique rustic charm.
Qin Guan put his luggage on the small table and looked at the small bathroom. There was a sink for one person to wash their face and a simple toilet. This was the overall appearance of the small room.
Qin Guan put his luggage on a small shelf, changed into a comfortable pullover, and walked out of the room. The problem of accommodation had been solved. All that was left was to eat.
The couple in charge of the farmhouse waited for everyone to sit around the big table. Plates of hot, freshly baked farmhouse dishes were served.
The food and accommodation here were very cheap. The accommodation fee was 50 yuan a day, and it also included the food for the whole day. Other than the special dishes that the guests ordered, there was no separate charge.
Qin Guan had been hungry for a long time. When the supervisor told everyone to start eating, he picked up a big bowl of white rice and started eating.
Mmm, potatoes mixed with pork ribs, soft and smooth, home-raised eggs with green onions, with a unique fragrance, the most perfect dish was the stir-fried vegetables with beef. Sure enough, it was grassland cattle. The meat was firm and elastic, and the people eating couldn't stop their chopsticks.
Ouyang Fen couldn't bear to look at him. He was in a bad mood that day. As a man who took good care of himself, he shouldn't have listened to his cousin and let him come to the grassland with those rough people.
Sitting in the big broken van of the task force, his butt was shaking so much that it almost bloomed. His stomach was also in a mess. How could he still be in the mood to eat?
Before Ouyang could complain, Qin Guan, his sworn enemy, started to eat as if there was no one else around.
Tsk, tsk, tsk … Look at his pathetic table manners, his face is almost buried in it. Sigh! There is even a grain of rice stuck to the corner of his mouth. Is this simple food really that delicious?
Ouyang Fen was puzzled as he listened to the clanking of chopsticks and plates on the table.
Why are all the assistants at the table throwing their bowls and chopsticks around and putting food into my bowl?
How can they not put food into their bowl? Ah? If they don't hurry up, the whole table will be eaten by him. The atmosphere at the table was stirred up by him.
Is it really that delicious? Ouyang Fen picked up his chopsticks tentatively and reached for the egg with green onions, which was the most pleasing to the eye. Whoosh! A pair of chopsticks reached out and took away the last piece of egg.
Ouyang Fen watched blankly as the egg was taken away by the chopsticks. As expected, it was Qin Guan who took it away.
It was not a matter of taste anymore. It was a matter of dignity. Ouyang Fen cheered up and joined the others.
His cousin looked at his younger cousin, who was eating more and more happily. He didn't forget to praise Sister Xue, "Look, young people eat well together."
Hearing this, everyone silently shed tears of noodles. How could it not be fragrant? If it was not delicious, there would be no dinner for the night.
Sister Xue couldn't stand it anymore. She kicked him under the table and reminded him, "Eat slowly. No one is fighting with you. There will be an important scene soon. The photography team ordered a whole roast lamb. Leave some space for your stomach."
Qin Guan put down his chopsticks and resumed eating quickly. With a mouthful of food in his mouth, he said to Sister Xue, "It's okay. I'm a sage. I'll get hungry soon."
As he was speaking, some rice grains sprayed out and fell into Ouyang Fen's bowl. Poor Brother Ou, who was struggling with the ribs in the big basin, didn't notice it.
Sister Xue and Qin Guan looked at each other in silence for a second. Forget it. Let's go on eating.
When the dishes on the table were all empty, the people at the table had already eaten a bucket of rice. The landlady of the farmyard was very happy. Her cooking skills were really not exaggerated. In the surrounding villages, who didn't say that she, Wang Cuihua, was the number one in and out of the house, and her cooking skills were top-notch?
The proprietress of the farmyard was also very happy. Her hands didn't stop moving. She was roasting the lamb over the firewood.
The lamb was eating the tender grass of the grassland and drinking the river in the early morning. Its meat was delicious.
The lamb had been roasted until it was 80% done. Oil was dripping from it, giving off a fragrant aroma.
The breeze of early autumn blew past, bringing with it the smell of green grass. This was the smell of autumn. The stars in the sky sprinkled on everyone. This was the light of autumn.
Before they could pretend to be artistic youths, the smell of the roast lamb reached them. In less than a second, the atmosphere had changed.
"Ah, I ate too much. I forgot about the lamb."
"Oh, I'm fine. I still have a stomach. Ha, ha, ha."
The Ou family was the happiest. One was Ou Qiang, who kept a good figure all the time. He only ate cat food at night. (No wonder Sister Xue doesn't like you, considering your waist.) The other was Ouyang Fen, who hadn't eaten enough.
When the boss and the lady boss worked together to serve the lamb that had just been cooked, Ye Zichen felt a chill down his spine.
A golden and crispy lamb was placed in front of everyone, giving off a fragrant aroma.
The pinkish-white meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was easy to tear it apart. In a few minutes, the lamb was neatly dismantled and placed on everyone's plates.
The air was burning hot. It was so fragrant that they couldn't stop eating. Only after eating would they have time to catch their breath.
It was late at night, and the small mosquitoes on the grassland were buzzing around. That night, there would be a big meal in the yard, so they could eat until their stomachs were full.
The next morning, before Qin Guan could wake up from his dream, he heard a scream. "Ah! Mosquitoes! There's a big bruise on my face! "
Even though they had taken precautions against mosquitoes, they couldn't stop the autumn mosquitoes.
The army of mosquitoes on the grassland was different from the weak urban mosquitoes. They had to fight against the strong wind and cows and sheep in order to have a full meal.
For the grassland mosquitoes, Qin Guan and the others were like delicate young girls. Mosquito-Repellent incense, floral water, mosquito nets and anti-mosquito stickers couldn't stop them.
No matter how hard everyone tried to defend themselves, there were still people who fell for it.
Qin Guan got up from the kang and rolled up the quilt. Then he went to the bathroom in his shoes. He cleaned himself up before going out to check on the poor guy who had been bitten by mosquitoes.
Why is my butt so itchy? Holding a toothbrush in his mouth, Qin Guan unconsciously rubbed his butt. XXXX!
Two big bruises were on Qin Guan's buttocks, one on the left and the other on the right. (Buttocks are so elegant. The author wanted to write a film about it.)
Qin Guan was also bitten. Fortunately, he was in a hidden place. He didn't know where the guy's bag had been bitten. What's going on?
When he was ready, he put on his riding suit and walked out of the room.
As soon as he went out, he saw a group of models in similar clothes.
They were wearing the same long and straight riding boots, which reached their knees.
They were wearing tight breeches that wrapped tightly around their buttocks and thighs, showing off their long legs.
The white shirt and black waistcoat made the tight-fitting breeches look a little less wild and added a little more elegance to the outfit.
The shooting was indeed related to the equestrian competition on the Bashang Grassland. It was said that the leading actor had been invited by the sponsor of the equestrian competition.
As for the six models, they had been recommended by the magazine to be the background wall of the leading actor.
As they set out for the shooting location, Qin Guan saw that the other guy who had been bitten by mosquitoes was Ouyang Fen. From the left side, he looked like a resolute and invincible male model. "Pfft." Even the most sympathetic assistant at the side couldn't help but laugh.
A huge red envelope was stuck to Ouyang Fen's right eyelid. His whole eye was swollen into a small slit, through which a dignified light could be seen.
The poisonous autumn flower mosquito's mouth was quite sharp. Qin Guan didn't laugh at Ouyang Fen. The boy was confused. Qin Guan was shameless, so he should be laughing by now. Why was he so quiet in the van?
Qin Guan had no time to laugh at others. The shabby van was running on the bumpy road on the grassland. Qin Guan's buttocks moved up and down with the hard seat of the van.
The bumps on her left and right buttocks trembled from the impact. There was no need to mention the numbness and pleasure she felt.
When they got out of the van, they were fascinated by the scenery in front of them.
In early autumn, the yellowish birch forest, the dark green spruce, the pink shrubs, the verdant pine trees, and the bright red fruits hanging from the gullies were all moving pictures of autumn.
Outside the ditch, there were large patches of green grassland and bleating lambs clustered together to form a cloud of flowers, blooming in the blue sky and white clouds. On the green grassy hillside, it added another stroke to the beautiful scenery.
The promoters of the International Horse Racing Festival had been waiting on the hillside for a long time. The horses were chewing leisurely in the temporary fences.
The leading actor hadn't arrived yet. The young men in charge of the horses had already cleaned up the horses for the background models.
The director walked up to the six models and asked them as usual, "Which one of you has experience riding a horse?"
The models looked at each other. Ouyang Fen raised his hand with his swollen eye. "Me!" A female model on the side also raised her hand hesitantly. "I can order it too." “
The director looked at the remaining four models and waved at the Mongolian men who were taking care of the horses. "Baiyin, Buhe, come here and help me." “
When the few Mongolian men heard the call, they let go of the reins in their hands and walked over.
The director pointed at Qin Guan and the others and told Baiyin and Buhe, "Teach them some quick horsemanship so that they can handle the shooting." “
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
