Chapter 527 A low voice and a high voice(1/2)
The attendance of each guest brought an incredible feeling to everyone.
What's more, so many people are present at the same time, which makes people have a deep understanding of the importance of this award.
As the name Lu Zian was repeatedly drawn out for detailed explanation, many people rushed to Changyan in a swarm.
On the Internet, Lu Zi'an's number of fans skyrocketed overnight.
What no one expected was that Lu Zian was gone.
There was no response to private messages. The media wanted to make an interview, but they couldn't find anyone.
This made people start to think while puzzled.
Why don't he be so famous?
However, they didn't ask them to wait too long. At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Lu Zi'an's Weibo, which had not been updated for a long time, finally reprinted a blog post.
Surprisingly, this turned out to be a video.
[What is this? Is Master Lu’s new video? Or a documentary?]
【Check in first!】
[Check in to the tour group, watch the video and come back to like it.]
[I want to pose and kneel down and watch Master Lu’s video.]
Yishuier's check-in records have been filled with tens of thousands of comments in minutes.
After checking in, someone finally started watching the video seriously.
Unlike the beautifully produced videos before, this time, at the beginning of the video, a bamboo forest appeared.
A breeze blows across the hills and bamboo leaves rustle.
A sound of cracking silk cut through the silent sky, and then a sound of sawing wood, and a green bamboo fell down in the bamboo forest in front of me.
There was a calm voice slowly saying: "If you choose bamboo, you must be golden bamboo and big dragon bamboo. The time for cutting bamboo is usually in autumn and August. Otherwise, the season will not match, and the bamboo slices of the oil-paper umbrella will be eaten by insects."
Each movement is orderly. The chopped bamboo is cut open, soaked in water for 3 to 5 months, and then taken out to make a long bone bamboo frame, umbrella hat, support pole, etc.
A pair of old, with countless holes of hands gathered together these materials and slowly connected them together.
The golden bamboo pole is made into an umbrella handle, and the ring that runs through the umbrella bones must be made of wood soaked in loose wood.
The umbrella bones are cut with bamboo slices, the umbrella surface is pasted with cotton paper, and then the juice made of wild persimmon fruits is bonded.
Every detail looks simple and relaxed, but the hands that still tremble slightly pressed deeply into everyone's hearts.
Every time a new object appears, there will be a line of white words that points out what this is.
I won’t be unable to understand, but I can’t understand what this video is talking about.
Are you talking about how to make an umbrella?
There was no music in the background, only a burst of cicadas, as if sitting in front of grandpa in summer, watching him slowly working.
Just when people were watching it interestingly, the umbrella became tense.
The hands paused slightly, but did not pause for too long, and soon continued the previous movement again.
Once, twice, three times...
People were counting silently, watching him finally get tired, and they breathed a long sigh as if they were the ones who succeeded.
Nearly a hundred processes have been simplified into a faint stream of light after this process.
Accompanied by the sound of raindrops, an oil-paper umbrella slowly walked in the long alley filled with hazy misty rain.
Although you can only see the back, what you leave people with infinite beautiful thoughts.
At the end of the picture, it is frozen on an old and kind smile.
Satisfied with a smile of infinite yearning.
Those eyes filled with too many stories, making people wonder what he had experienced.
The picture is colored and shines with the old color, gradually becoming darker and lighter until it disappears.
On an old piece of yellow paper, someone wrote four big characters.
"Into the Craftsmanship"
In just a few minutes of video, there was no too much writing about their efforts and dreams, and even the picture seemed a bit rough.
But what touches people the most is the process that is repeated over and over again.
The reason why Zou Kai chose this clip is precisely because this clip is the essence of the entire film.
He doesn't need to betray his miserableness, nor does he need to call on people to cherish their skills.
It is enough to bring inspiration to people through resonance.
[I'll make up for the comment after reading it. I'm really convinced the person who's convinced this edit.]
[I only felt a little bit of Kai Ge's skills at the beginning and ending. Who is this photography? I feel very amateur. What's the focus is added later? However, this is indeed very good. I'm wondering if there is a full version.]
[Please read the full version! I feel so happy to watch this without any head or tail hanging in the air! I want to watch the full version!]
Looking at the shouts on the Internet, Director Zhang in front of the computer was stunned.
"Lu, why is Master Lu..." He turned his head almost stiffly and looked at everyone who was stupid in the room.
Lu Zian just received such an important award, and everyone knows his current reputation and fame. Anyone who is involved with him instantly increases a lot of popularity, let alone so blatantly building momentum for them?
Can you imagine? Such a good opportunity actually gave them such an almost joking grass team.
"Who can do it...I am really..." Director Zhang reached out to cover his eyes and slowly bent down.
When he returned to Beiyi, he was actually almost desperate.
Before finding Mr. Wen, he could no longer feel hope.
The attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse made him decide to try his luck again.
But unexpectedly, God gave him such a big surprise.
"Old Zhang, you really didn't know Master Lu before?" Someone murmured, still unable to believe it: "I believe even if I say he is your relative."
"What you said, Director Zhang used to know Master Lu, and even looked for TV stations to recommend themselves like a headless fly? But Master Lu is really interesting."
Yes, Master Lu...
Director Zhang suddenly stood up and said, "I have to treat him to dinner, yes..."
But when he called again, he was temporarily unable to connect.
Master Lu, where did you go?
The music in the car flowed quietly. Shen Mange covered his hat on his face and closed his eyes and said, "Brother Zi'an, where is the first stop?"
"I'm going to visit an old man." Lu Zi'an knocked down her sun visor and smiled: "You go to bed, I'll call you when I'm here."
They were not conspicuous in the traffic, and no one knew that Master Lu, who was looking for, was slowly sailing towards ** Village in Tongzhou District, Beiqi City.
After coming out of the busy city center, Lu Zian finally got a little faster as the surrounding environment gradually became quieter.
But even so, it was already noon when they arrived at ** Village.
"Wake up, we're here." Lu Zian called Shen Mange.
Shen Mange yawned, and when he opened his eyes, he was stunned: "Where is this...?"
"When I arrived in the wilderness, I was going to sell you." Lu Zian pulled out of the car and said with a smile: "The sun is big, let's go to find someone after dinner."
"Oh, okay." Chen Mange was sleeping in a daze. Without thinking, he opened the door and prepared to get off the car. But he almost fell to the ground: "Oh, I'll go, my legs are numb."
She had no sense at all, she just woke up and didn't notice it!
Lu Zian was so amused that he walked up and dragged halfway, and finally brought the person into a small restaurant.
"What do you want to eat for the boss? There are all on the menu." The waiter who was playing with his cell phone saw them coming in and hurried over.
After ordering three dishes and one soup, Lu Zi'an helped Chen Mange and continued walking slowly in the store: "Are you better?"
"It's much better." Chen Mange's face was sweating, half uncomfortable and half hot. The air conditioning effect of this hotel is not as good as their cars.
"You refuse to let you sleep after you sleep." Lu Zian looked at the bathroom: "Why don't you go and wash your face?"
"It's OK."
When Chen Mange finished cleaning up, a dish had already been served.
She served two bowls of rice and placed it in front of Lu Zi'an who was looking at her phone: "Brother Zi'an, who are you looking for?"
"Have you heard of diabolo?" Lu Zian was still flipping through his phone and said casually: "North China is making diabolo now, and 'Diabo Zhang' is the most famous one."
Therefore, the name means that the master named Zhang, who made diabolo.
"Oh...so that." Chen Mange thought about it and was quite interested: "I have seen it on TV. Some people who are very good at playing can throw diabolos into the sky and catch it. It's quite interesting!"
"Hey, are you going to find Diaozhu Zhang?" But the waiter who came to deliver the food heard their conversation and smiled and said, "Then you are late!"
Lu Zian raised his head in surprise and said in confusion: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...