The best director ever

Chapter 527 Advertising Script
After arriving in Sichuan Province, Han Qiu and his party rushed directly to Ya'an, planning to ride the southern Sichuan-Tibet line from here.Compared with the northern line with many cultural landscapes, the southern line has more natural landscapes.

On the [-]th, Han Qiu and the others arrived at the starting point of the southern Sichuan-Tibet line.Among the people who came, besides Han Qiu and the second elder, there was also a doctor, two car drivers, and a staff member who assisted Han Qiu in filming.

Here, everyone saw many riders preparing to ride the Sichuan-Tibet line.But most of them are young people, and a few are over 30 years old.

It is even rarer to see senior riders like Han Qiu's father and Uncle Sun!

What's more, he came here on a bicycle, and the two old men came here on a motorcycle, not to mention that there was such a big battle behind the motorcycle.

The riders were shocked when they saw the two huge RVs.

Hold the day!

Riding the Sichuan-Tibet line, even riding a motorcycle, but let the RV accompany you?And still two?Do you want to be so exaggerated?

However, when they learned that the riders were two old men over 180 years old, everyone's opinion immediately took a [-]-degree turn, and many people came up to greet the two old men warmly.

Chatting with these people who share the same dream, the smiles on the faces of Dad and Uncle Sun are also more.

Of course, Han Qiu would not miss this scene, and had already taken the camera to shoot it.However, it was inconvenient to wear sunglasses when filming, so Han Qiu removed the disguise.

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"Damn it, Da Da Da Da Da Xian Er?"

"Da Xian'er, is it really you? Are you filming here? Or are you going to ride the Sichuan-Tibet line?"

"Big Fairy! Please sign! Please take a photo!"

"I'm not dreaming, I actually met a living fairy."

Many riders gathered around Han Qiu one after another, and Han Qiu was "confessed" by the stars like the moon.

This made Dad and Uncle Sun very speechless. Obviously we are the protagonists, okay? Han Qiu is just a small follower.

Han Qiu quickly explained: "Everyone, don't squeeze, you can sign and take a group photo, take your time."

However, Han Qiu still underestimated the enthusiasm of the fans. Some fans couldn't wait to post the photos they took on Weibo and Moments.

The result of this is that the audience nervously speculated whether Han Qiu was preparing a new movie. Not only that, the local media reporters came here in an instant like moths to a flame.

Han Qiu and the elders were about to set off when they were stopped by the reporters.

As a last resort, Han Qiu asked the two elders to get into the RV while he dealt with the media.

"Let me first declare that this time it's not about making a movie, but about my personal affairs, so please respect my privacy, don't follow us, and don't interfere in our affairs."

After receiving such an answer, the reporters glanced at the RV with regret, and then left angrily.

Without the interference of reporters, Han Qiu and his party can finally go on the road with peace of mind.

Along the way, the two elders galloped ahead on a motorcycle, while Han Qiu sat in the RV and recorded the two of them speeding with a video camera.

During the period, everyone also met many riders. When they saw two old men riding motorcycles on the Sichuan-Tibet line, they were taken aback for a moment, and then smiled kindly.

Sometimes the two old men get excited, and there will be a race to see who can run faster, but whenever it is critical, Han Qiu will stop.This made Uncle Sun very unhappy, and kept scolding Han Qiu for being stupid.

Han Qiu didn't refute, and took a camera with a smile to take a picture of Uncle Sun scolding him.In the end, when he got tired of scolding, Uncle Sun would angrily ask Han Qiu not to take pictures, not to take pictures of his tired appearance.

If you want to take pictures, just take pictures of yourself at your most chic and elegant.

For example, when Uncle Sun sometimes rides a bicycle, he will take the initiative to let go of his hands, and then rely on his body to maintain the balance of the motorcycle, while opening his arms to embrace the oncoming strong wind, yelling constantly, asking Han Qiu to take pictures of this scene. down.

Uncle Sun's smile at that moment was really incomparably brilliant, like a bird of paradise that was about to wither and bloomed its petals again.

But the speed was so fast, and the motorcycle was noisy, Han Qiu didn't hear what Uncle Sun said.

Dad was more timid, at least he didn't dare to let go of his hand.

Is this too much?If you don't grasp it well, will you lose your life if you fall?
Han Qiu also thought so, so he justly "warned" Uncle Sun not to risk his life like this, otherwise he would have to tie him to the RV and take him to XZ himself.

It was rare for Han Qiu to be strong, so Uncle Sun had no choice but to nod in agreement.I finally rode the Sichuan-Tibet line, but I didn't want to be transported to the XZ lying in the RV.

After the first few days of passion, the passion between Dad and Uncle Sun gradually faded, and the speed slowed down, and Uncle Sun didn't play trick motorcycles any more.

And the closer to the XZ, the more serious the altitude sickness. The two old men are physically inferior to the young people, and they have more than enough energy to face the altitude sickness.

However, the two old men have a bad temper. They would rather ride for a while and rest for a long time than go to XZ in an RV.

On this day, the RV was parked near a hotel. From here, looking into the distance, you could see white snow-capped mountains.

"Han Qiu, how long will it take to arrive?" Uncle Sun asked while drinking water.

"According to the current speed, it is estimated that there are still five days." Han Qiu estimated.

He couldn't help it. Although the motorcycle was riding fast, the old man couldn't bear to stop and go, and he stopped for a long time.Fortunately, there is a large caravan, which has enough space for the two elders to rest.

"It's another five days to ride." Dad said.

"What's the matter, you can't ride anymore?" Uncle Sun laughed.

"How is that possible?" Dad retorted, he didn't want to be looked down upon by his old friends. "Come on, let's continue."

"Don't worry, let's talk about something first." Uncle Sun pointed to the small restaurant next to the hotel.

While everyone was eating, a convoy stopped next to the hotel.

This is also a motorcycle convoy, followed by a few cars.

Some of the cars have cameras on them.

Wu Heng got out of a car, rubbed his belly, and walked towards the restaurant.

He's a director, nothing more than a commercial director.This time Wu Heng came to the Sichuan-Tibet line to shoot an advertisement for a new domestic motorcycle.

"Phew, this Sichuan-Tibet line is really difficult to walk. If I knew it earlier, I would have moved to another place to shoot." Wu Heng sighed. If it weren't for the beautiful scenery of the Sichuan-Tibet line, he would not want to come here.

"Huh? Is there anyone else riding a motorcycle on the Sichuan-Tibet line?" Wu Heng looked at the two motorcycles and couldn't help but wonder.Along the way, except for their own convoy, no one else was seen riding a motorcycle on the Sichuan-Tibet line.

But when he saw the RV, he suddenly thought of the previous news.It seems that there is an RV in Daxian'er's convoy.

Could it be this one?

Out of curiosity, Wu Heng walked to the caravan, wanting to find out.It happened that Han Qiu and the others came out after eating. Seeing the sneaky Wu Heng, they couldn't help shouting, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Wu Heng turned his head and immediately saw Han Qiu and his party, especially Han Qiu in the crowd.

What a fairy!

"Hello, Director Han." Wu Heng smiled apologetically: "I heard that you are also on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but I didn't expect to meet you. This is my business card."

With that said, Wu Heng handed Han Qiu a business card.Han Qiu was a little confused. Judging from the tone of this person, it seemed that he was not an ordinary audience.

After looking at the business card again, Han Qiu realized that this person was also a director.

Advertising director?

"Mr. Wu, are you filming an advertisement?" Han Qiu looked at a row of motorcycles on one side.

Wu Heng nodded: "Well, I'm shooting an advertisement for the domestic Qianjiang Motorcycle."

"Oh, that's it, then I won't disturb your work." After speaking, Han Qiu waved his hand and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Wu Heng hurriedly said, "Director Han, wait."

"Huh? Is there anything else?" Han Qiu turned around suspiciously.

"Can I take a step to speak?" Wu Heng gritted his teeth and asked hesitantly.

Han Qiu looked back at Uncle Sun and his father, and saw that they nodded indifferently, so he walked aside with Wu Heng.

"Let's make a long story short, Mr. Wu." Han Qiu said simply.

Wu Heng also knew that Han Qiu was giving himself a lot of face by being able to talk to him.So he was not hypocritical, and said bluntly:

"Director Han, I want to ask you to help me write a commercial script."

(End of this chapter)