849 The Silkiness of Velvet

She gently pulled the hanging broken hair behind her ears, and the corners of her mouth were raised, expressing her good mood at this time: 'I'm not looking good now. Be with them (chickens) every day. '

The little girl couldn't see Kong Wei's self-deprecation, and asked Qin Guan to translate again: "She said she had been watching you secretly for several days, she liked your clothes, and she said she wanted to be like you too." '

The words of this little girl who was not as tall as Qin Guan's shoulders made Kong Wei in the courtyard tremble with laughter.

But she still answered her question very seriously: 'You are still early, if you want to become like me, you have to wait another 20 years. '

The little girl had finished asking her questions, but Qin Guan used the other party's name to ask his own question: 'Alyosha, Katyusha, which country's name is it? '

Kong Wei looked at the condescending Qin Guan with charming eyes, and gave a meaningful answer. The old driver's deep driving was beyond the comprehension of a simple man in a mountain village.

'This is Su Lianren's name. It's a girl's name. Of course, she's also Da Pao's name! '

'cannon! ? '

'Yeah, named after a woman for...cannon.... Do you understand? ? ? '

This matter is deep.

Qin Guan, who was smirking, still folded his hands, and replied to Kong Wei at the bottom: 'I don't understand either. '

A little embarrassed, Kong Wei made a perfect turn on the tractor he drove: 'How old is she? '

Qin Guan on the side was going to pretend to continue to ask the little girl, but he didn't expect that the little girl who had put on heavy makeup to meet Kong Wei would speak up by herself.

'I am sixteen! I can sing Li Tiemei. '

The big black braid was thrown behind by the sixteen-year-old girl as if swearing her own sovereignty. She wore a brand-new red Yunnan costume, which made her look provocative.

It turns out that this is not a meeting between the admirer and the admired, but the girl who also has thoughts about Qin Guan, swearing sovereignty over the vixen from outside.

Qin Guan, who was dumbfounded on the spot, opened his mouth slightly, and was caught off guard by his selfish lies and his admirer's failure to play cards according to the routine.

He was dazed, dazed, and stunned, causing Jiang behind the camera to raise his arms high: 'Ahaha! good! First collision, over! '

This belongs to the main shot in the third story, so it ends.

Jiang, who had been sitting on the small bench for a day, stretched his muscles and bones in his military coat.

That's right, the temperature difference between morning and evening on the southwestern plateau in spring is very strong. In this already dark evening, the temperature has dropped to a few degrees or even lower.

The support staff in the crew were busy dismantling the machinery in the forest. Qin Guan, who was already feeling the cold, had just put on the thick padded jacket prepared by Wang Liying, when he saw Jiang desperately waving at him from the sidelines.

‘Qin Guan, come here! '

Accompanied by the laughter of the local young actors in Hani Village, a new friend was added among them.

The children here will make tooth offerings by themselves, dig out bird eggs, dig bamboo shoots, catch pheasants, and set hares.

Among these teenagers, this is their most basic skill in the mountains and forests.

At this time, surrounding the stuffy bonfire is the extra prey they harvested while acting as extras.

Two pheasants, one rabbit, were slowly cooked in the local natural firewood pit, soaked in the rough and original bamboo salt of the Hani people, and fermented noodles, revealing an attractive aroma.

Several people sat around the campfire, like wolves in the darkness, emitting green light.

For the children of the Hani nationality, they really don't understand how these foreigners, who play with them, let them film in movies, and give them money back, are interested in such ordinary prey.

The ordinary food around them made the later uncles eat to a new level.

It was as if what he was chewing in his mouth was not tough hare meat, but some luxurious feast of dragon liver and phoenix brain.

These little guys who were not very hungry were infected and their appetites increased.

The small bag that the Hani people carried with them was handed to Qin Guan in this way. Under the shameless questioning of this handsome guy, he successfully learned how to divide the texture of the muscle attached to the bone steadily and ruthlessly.

On the shining tip of the knife, it is conveyed that the crew has integrated with the local people. In this late night, it is full of laughter and the most ardent hope for life.

The Sun Also Rises

Yes, time will not stop its progress because of people's happy time. The next day, at the moment of dawn, this small mountain village surrounded by thick fog began its journey of a new day of shooting.

Jiang found Kong Wei and Qin Guan rolling together in Zhou Yun's small stone house built with cobblestones.

Since domestic movies have very strict requirements on the scale of sex scenes between men and women, all scenes that may have sexual influence are prohibited.

As the most courageous director in mainland China, Jiang, for this scene that can be filmed for at least three minutes abroad, even the one-second shot, he gave such nothingness.

The shadowy buttocks exposed from the small window, even the face does not show the sense of hiding, but in the conversation with each other, the identities of the two dogs and men are exposed.

With a chuckle, Kong Wei told her teasing words: 'They say my stomach is as smooth as velvet. '

them…

How many people have fucked your asshole!

Jiang, who was holding it, withdrew his peeping eyes like this, and on the way back to Qin Guan's return trip, he pointed the gun he used to hit the rabbit at Qin Guan's head.

With the anger of the green hat and the flames rushing to the top of the head, the binoculars were coldly pressed against the opponent's forehead.

Ever since his crazy mother jumped into the river, Qin Guan, who had been living fearlessly, neither resisted vigorously nor knelt down to beg for mercy in such a situation.

He spoke to Jiang in a daze, words that didn't match the lips of a donkey: 'I've never seen velvet before, what does it look like? '

Feeling very absurd, Jiang replied viciously: 'You are going to die, there is no need to make excuses for yourself. '

But Qin Guan on the other side answered very seriously: 'I'm not looking for excuses, you can kill me right now, but I just don't know what velvet is. '

'Don't understand? Well, I'll go and show you, but remember, the day you see the velvet is the day you die. ’ (To be continued.)