The village head replied, "if you want to go to the village, you have to walk a long way."
"What, do you want to go again?" LAN Jiaxin turned her eyes at the speech. "Why didn't she say it earlier?"
Just as I was about to return to the car, I heard the village head say, "our village is not at the foot of the mountain, but on the top of the mountain. The road here is not easy to walk, and the car can't go up. You can park your car near here and follow me up."
Director Zhang frowned at Wen Yan: "how long is the journey?"
"About an hour."
The voice fell, and the crew looked at each other.
Lanjiaxin's face changed directly.
"What kind of place is this? How can I even climb up without a car? Besides, I have to climb up for an hour! I don't want to record it. Whoever likes to record it! There is enough publicity for this play, and there is no shortage of this one!"
The village head blushed at the words.
In excitement, dialects came out.
"This big star, the conditions in our village are really bad. I'm really sorry. Otherwise, I'll go to the village to find some strong young people and recite you. Don't you think so?"
The recent harvest has been bad. Their village is now too poor to cook. It was not easy to come to these people in the city. They said that they were from some troupe. They wanted to donate things and money to them for charity.
The people in the village have been looking forward to it for many days. If they leave like this, how can he tell them?
LAN Jiaxin frowned, and her voice was raised by excitement.
"Carry me back? I'm a female artist. How can you rural people carry me back at will? What do you think? If I say no, I won't!"
With that, he bent down and got into the car.
No matter how much Zhang persuaded him, he refused to come out.
Seeing her like this, the rest of the crew were also frustrated. Some returned to the car, some sat down on the spot, and some suggested to Director Zhang that they should simply go back. There is no lack of this publicity.
The village head was afraid that they would leave, but he was clumsy and didn't know what to say. He was so anxious that he kept wiping his tears, and his body became more and more bent in the mountain wind.
When the atmosphere was deadlocked, a clear voice suddenly sounded.
"Director Zhang, I have some ideas."
Director Zhang turned his head at the sound and was stunned when he saw the person who was speaking.
"Chu Xi? Just say what you want to say."
Sheng Chuxi looked at the crowd.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have paid a lot for the public welfare this time. In particular, director Zhang personally chose the location and ordered donated materials... Today, we have traveled a long way to come here. Is it a pity if we give up?"
"Moreover, we do this not only for public welfare, but also to publicize our play. The play has been shot for more than a month before and after. Coupled with post production, it has taken us a lot of effort. I think everyone is willing to try their best to publicize it so that it can get a good result."
"Yes, we do have difficulties now. But the more it is, the more it will test us. As long as we persist, these will be perceived by the audience and understand our sincerity, so as to bring a positive impact on our play, won't they?"
Her voice was clear and pleasant, and her tone was not urgent or slow, just like the spring breeze, which calmed people's impetuous hearts and made them think.