Chapter 467

India

The plane landed slowly. Han Mo and his party came to this strange country. For many of them, this is the first time to set foot on this land.

The weather is hot, the blue sky is inlaid with scattered white clouds, and the muggy air comes from the pavement.

In addition to the actors who play the protagonist and the protagonist's daughter brought by Han Mo from China, the rest are actors selected in India.

So this charter flight with Han Mo is only the staff of his crew.

After all, there are two different worlds, so the film has also been slightly changed. The protagonist is the Chinese living in India since childhood, only half of whom are of Indian descent, but they have been educated in India since childhood, live with Indians, live the same life as Indians, and face the same life trajectory as ordinary people in India.

Han Mo, with a group of actors and staff, saw Agra, who has been responsible for communicating with Han Mo from a distance.

"Is there any big man's plane landing here later?" Meng Si saw the children in traditional Indian clothes on both sides holding flowers and smiling.

"It won't be a political visit." Little pangxie said excitedly.

Meng Si rolled his eyes. "How did the leaders of political visits land at this airport?"

Little pangxie thought for a moment. This is reasonable. People's state visits will not be in the same place as people's flights, and the security facilities are extremely strict.

He whispered, "whose is that for?"

"How do I know? Maybe they are Indian stars." Meng Si didn't care much.

Agra saw them stride over with Han Mo, and stretched out her hand to shake hands with Han Mo from a distance.

Almost at the same time, the children who were standing on both sides just now, I don't know who they were waiting to meet, suddenly surrounded Han Mo and them, startling little pangxie.

Because there were many people to pick up the plane and their own crew, they were crowded together at one time.

Until everyone had a bunch of flowers in their hands, the children ran away one by one.

From running to them and holding flowers in his hand for more than ten seconds, little pangxie was in a state of ignorance. Until the children ran away, he took a serious look at the bouquet in his hand, "lying in the trough, it turned out that he picked me up."

Munce glanced at little Ponzi.

Agra is very enthusiastic. Although Chinese is awkward, there is absolutely no problem in communication.

He cried to Han Mo all the way. Now the company is under great pressure. Because it is a government film, they really can't think of a way, so they try to contact Han mo.

Han Mo didn't have much rest and went straight to the shooting site with the team.

A remote and backward village.

Meng Si has a habit of cleanliness. He can't stand this crowded, noisy and messy living environment. Moreover, the alley is very narrow. He can't drive at the entrance of the alley, so they need to walk for a while. Meng Si covers his nose with a handkerchief all the way.

"Mr. Meng, why don't I take you back to the hotel." Little pangxie offered.

Meng Si waved his hand, "how can I not attend the first day of startup today?"

"But..." little pangxie said with worry.

"Don't worry, let's go." Meng Si's attitude is firm.

Because he was abroad, and Han Mo didn't want to do those things with empty head and eight brains, there were no rituals such as worshipping heaven, burning incense, roasting suckling pigs, laying red cloth and so on.

In fact, Han Mo has always rejected these feudal superstitions. If a good film and TV series are made by worshiping heaven, the whole entertainment circle will be in chaos. The screenwriter doesn't have to write a script, the actors don't have to study the roles, and the director doesn't have to give careful guidance, so everyone will kowtow fiercely.

Han Mo looked around. The small village he chose would be the place where his dream began.

But the shooting didn't go so smoothly.

If you are making modern films in China, Han Mo is not completely cleared most of the time. Occasionally, there are some people with long-term prospects. In fact, it is very natural, but this is not the case here at all.

Everyone gathered around the shooting site. Even though the site had been partially cleared, some naughty children still climbed onto the tree and threw stones and wild fruits at the shooting site.

The distance is far away and can't reach Han Mo, but it greatly affects the mood of shooting. Occasionally, the lens inadvertently sweeps them.

And from time to time, naughty children sneak in from the isolation belt to avoid the security guard, just to touch the camera. Although they were finally dragged out by the Indian security guards invited by Agra, it is bound to have an impact on the shooting.

"What the hell is this place? How can people shoot with such low quality?" Shen Fei jumped angrily and pointed to the Indian children who grinned and grimaced towards their shooting place.

Meng Si changed the third handkerchief and covered his nose. He was tired of this ghost place, but he couldn't help it. That's the way to make a film. The story starts here, and they will shoot here. Even if some scenes can be shot first, they can't escape here in the end.

Although Meng Si has a serious obsession with cleanliness, he can only endure it here, and all he can do for Han Mo is to accompany him here.

Shen Fei has a violent temper. He just gets angry with himself and has nothing to do.

For a time, the crew looked at Han Mo with help seeking eyes.

It's children who make trouble outside. Because they are too poor, their cultural quality is low, and they haven't seen anything. It's strange for foreigners like Han and Mo, let alone a group of foreigners making movies.

Little pangxie went to Han Mo and said softly, "brother Han, what do you think to do? Just now another child broke in." Then the little crab shook his head silently, "he sneaked in just to giggle in front of the camera. We didn't open the camera. He couldn't record it at all."

Han Mo listened carefully. Little pangxie would come to report from time to time.

"Go and get the box I asked Liu to prepare." Han Mo said calmly.

Little Ponzi didn't know what was in the paper box, but he still moved the box.

"Move to the isolation belt."

Little pangxie was stunned. "Move to the isolation belt?" Then he opened the paper box.

It turned out that the paper box was full of candy.

Little Ponzi didn't quite understand that those Indian children were naughty and affected their progress. Han Mo even gave them candy.

However, he didn't ask much. He moved the candy outside according to Han Mo's instructions. Han Mo followed him and asked little pangxie to put it down.

Little pangxie really didn't want to see more Indian children who only knew how to make trouble and giggle. He moved the box to the position designated by Han Mo and retreated back.

He only saw Han Mo talking while the interpreter sent by Agra translated with the Indian children.

At first, the children were still laughing, but it seemed that they heard something great, and suddenly cheered. Some children jumped up happily. Then they saw that one of the leading children pulled the box out of the isolation belt. At the moment of opening the box, a nest of bees rushed up from behind. The paper box that was just full was empty in the blink of an eye.

What surprised little Pang Xie was that the children didn't stop for a moment after they got the candy. They even ran away faster than when they shared the candy just now.

Han Mo stood in the direction of the children's running for a while, smiled and turned back.

Little pangxie's eyes were wide at the moment, and he was surprised.

"Come on, hurry up and start shooting." Korea and Mexico waved their hands to Pang Xie.