He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran lined up with three other peasant women, surrounded by three cameras. Song Ran, like the other peasant women, wore a headscarf, a navy blue gown, and black chest-length boots and pants. At a glance, isn't it just a peasant woman with her face facing the loess and her back facing the sky.

The female teacher in the script is really hard.

The eldest sister on the side was a little nervous. After all, she had never faced the camera, had never seen such a big battle, and suddenly so many people watched her planting rice seedlings, can she not panic?

Song Ran grinned and said: "Sister, don't be nervous, just treat them as green radish or the village head's second dog. You can plug in whatever you want, don't pay attention to them."

The eldest sister exhaled: "Okay."

Director Su's camera positions are all ready, and there is even a big jib overhead shot, which can be said to be very professional.

With a sound from Director Su, Song Ran and the other three peasant women picked two bunches of seedlings neatly with their fingers, and then inserted the seedlings into the paddy field without any muddle. Then they lined up and inserted them in a row. row.

After one row is inserted, take a step back and continue to insert the second row...

Director Su sat behind the camera and nodded frequently. Song Ran was very skilled in her movements, which was comparable to the speed of those peasant women. It was almost hard to see that it was the result of only one day of assault training.

This little girl is as dedicated as she has heard.

Song Ran's movements are quite swift. Since the director shouted, he has been working hard and never looked up. Because he had to shoot a long section and then edit, the director did not stop.

So, the villagers were watching the four people planting rice seedlings, just like a rice planting contest, Song Ran planted more and more vigorously until it was planted on the ridge, a vertical row of fields, and she just finished planting them all.

May I ask the village party secretary, where do I get the wages for part-time jobs?

Song Ran raised his eyes to look at the director who was sitting behind the camera on Tian Rong, and shouted, "Director Su, how am I doing?"

Director Su gave her a thumbs up: "Very good."

The two elder sisters on the side also said one after another: "Little sister, you did a good job, better than the daughter-in-law who has been married to Cuifen's house for three years."

The aunt named Cuifen at the end sighed: "Don't mention that lazy lady."

Song Ran walked to the ridge, Yin Hua hurriedly put a cotton-padded jacket on her, Song Ran raised his eyes and saw someone standing out among the crowd.

She was surprised, how did he come here? He was wearing the coat she bought last time. It seemed that he was deliberately low-key.

Song Ran took off his heavy boots and pants, and then said to the director: "Call me for the next scene, I'll go take a break."

The director smiled: "Drink more **** tea. Just soaked in cold water for a while, don't catch a cold."

Song Ran responded and ran away quickly.

In this village with simple folk customs, Song Ran ran ahead quickly, and Gu Jingxing followed her not far away, especially like a scholar who was obsessed with female elves, only knowing that he would follow her steps step by step.

Song Ran's car parked a little far away. The car stopped quietly on a dirt road hidden by a small forest. There was a small river on the side, and the location was good.

Yin Hua consciously stood outside the small forest, letting her brother and sister-in-law go out. Who knows what these two crooked people are going to do when they get together? When the simple villagers see it, it is estimated that they will be shocked, or show them. Let's focus on it.

Gu Jingxing opened the car door for her, and as soon as she got on the car, Song Ran began to lift the hem of his clothes with both hands.