White armor

Chapter 438: A Beautiful Painting

Chen Yong's lips moved, as if sarcastic words were about to burst out in the next second.

But his expression changed in the end, and he laughed, "Luo Hao, you really believe it."

"I believe it." Luo Hao looked at Chen Yong seriously, a little surprised, "Why shouldn't I believe it?"

"It's feudal superstition, so let's not talk about it. If you want to believe it, then believe it. It's really strange, how could someone like you believe in such a thing?" Chen Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Hao.

"Among Mr. Qian's roommates who research rockets together, there is also a black magician." Luo Hao said seriously, "Chen Yong, if you don't get in touch with the latest cutting-edge technology, you will definitely not be able to defeat the group of black magicians in the end."

“???” Chen Yong was surprised.

He really didn't know that among the people who founded NASA with Mr. Qian, there was a black magician!

The playful expression on Chen Yong's face suddenly turned serious. Luo Hao said that he could not beat the black magician, and Chen Yong agreed with him.

Technology and productivity mean combat effectiveness!

The endless number of lightning-struck trees is proof of this.

And to what extent have those black magicians evolved? Chen Yong's expression became more serious.

"Why did Bai Dicheng's sect die out? I guess half of it was because of the magic battle, and the other half was because the devils used guns during the magic battle."

"Fuck, you..." Chen Yong couldn't help it and was about to scold Luo Hao, but suddenly he closed his mouth.

Luo Hao didn't say anything either, and he was not in a hurry to go back to see Dr. Fan Dongkai and Jason.

"Let me show you something fun." Chen Yong suddenly changed the subject.

"Oh? What?"

"A drone made of lightning-struck wood. It's not that difficult, actually. I bought a small motor on 1688. I used plastic wherever possible, and the flying wings are made of lightning-struck wood. The black magician is evolving, and so am I."

Chen Yong took out his mobile phone, found a photo, and handed the phone to Luo Hao.

"Don't look around. If I see something I shouldn't see, I'll get angry with you."

"..." Luo Hao didn't know whether Chen Yong and Lao Liu had the same habit as young people and took a lot of messy photos.

“Why do you do this?”

Luo Hao took a look at Chen Yong's drone and roughly realized that the metal content inside was shockingly low, so he returned the phone to Chen Yong.

It would have been fine if Chen Yong hadn't said anything, but as soon as Chen Yong told him not to look through the photo album on his phone, Luo Hao really wanted to see it.

My fingers have even started to disobey my brain's command and are ready to scroll through the album.

It would be better to hurry back. If he really saw something, Luo Hao would feel embarrassed.

“The simpler it is, the simpler it is.”

"???" Luo Hao glanced at Chen Yong, "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, I'm just thinking about it." Chen Yong came closer to Luo Hao with a smile, "Do you want to get those old perverts back?"

"Yes." Luo Hao nodded honestly, "So I'm working very hard now. Harbin Institute of Technology is involved in the space station project, and Boss Zhou told me about a certain institute. I think I should go there too."

"Your practice is to lay the wheels flat, kill those who are taller than the wheels, dig up the ancestral graves, burn the coffins to ashes, and then erase all written materials."

"how about you?"

"The drone made of lightning-struck wood can ward off evil spirits... Let's not talk about that. Ye Qingqing said that one of her classmates is doing facial recognition. This thing has a facial recognition system installed on it. Once it finds your enemy, the drone will fly over directly, recognize the face, and kill him with one strike."

"!!!" Luo Hao was slightly stunned. If the radar couldn't detect it, this thing would be useful.

"Normally, we need to carry a small amount of gunpowder, but we have unlimited lightning wood. This thing can do much more damage to vampires than a cross or something like that."

"Who did you listen to?"

"My master said it was written in a book that there were a large number of Kunlun slaves in the country back then, you know."

"..."

"Those Kunlun slaves were castrated. There was a lot of cultural exchange back then, and there are records of similar battles in the books. If it's a human, a drone + facial recognition + a small amount of gunpowder can take care of it; if it's a vampire or something else, lightning-struck wood will be enough."

"Can you focus more on medical treatment and do a few more operations?" Luo Hao couldn't help but start scolding him.

Very dad-like.

"Don't worry about it. It won't delay the operation." Chen Yong waved his hand casually. "I do handicrafts with Lao Liu every day to enhance our relationship. You are a straight man, you know nothing."

Luo Hao's cell phone rang.

After opening it and taking a look, Luo Hao smiled and said, "The video has been edited."

"What video?"

"Video of visiting Hulin Agricultural Company a few days ago."

"Oh my god! Let's go, let's go and see."

"Don't worry, I'll contact the cinema."

“???” Chen Yong was stunned and looked at Luo Hao. It was just a video, at most it was called a documentary, and it was only a dozen or twenty minutes long. Did they have to book the entire theater?
Luo Hao seemed to understand Chen Yong's thoughts and smiled. "As for this, this is the first documentary that Boss Zhou has appeared in. Although Boss doesn't say it, he is always thinking about his reputation during his lifetime and after his death."

"Hey, hey, hey, Boss Zhou is back in the capital."

Luo Hao stopped paying attention to Chen Yong and started contacting him.

Preparations should have been made a long time ago. Although no date has been set, Boss Lou has already made an agreement with Wanda Cinemas and is just waiting for the video sample of the documentary to be released.

"I'll go find Boss Lou. You go and call everyone you can. We'll start at five o'clock." Luo Hao instructed Chen Yong.

"The lowest person?"

"Director Pei."

"it is good."

……

In the imperial capital, Director Gu happily opened the webpage, the Ministry of Agriculture’s dedicated webpage, and downloaded the documentary.

"How long will it take?" asked Boss Zhou.

"More than ten minutes, boss. We shot a lot of content this time. It's still this big after editing."

"It seems that it is not only about editing and filming, but the main content also includes the animation produced by Tiangong." Boss Zhou smiled implicitly, very proud.

"Oh oh oh."

Director Gu was very curious.

Director Gu was extremely reluctant to let his boss go to shoot a documentary not long ago, and he even took a leave of absence to accompany him.

But his boss was in high spirits and refused his request to accompany him.

You're tired from the long journey, please don't get too exhausted. Director Gu has been worried about you.

After all, the boss had been injured on the front line before and has always been in poor health. In recent years, he has not even left the capital and has been enjoying his retirement at home.

This bastard Luo Hao has a lot of clever ideas.

After more than a week, the boss came back and looked in good spirits, without any sign of fatigue.

No matter how we asked, the boss wouldn't say anything, but his smile couldn't hide his joy.

When asked about this, Luo Hao refused to say anything. He looked like a shrewd but unsure person.

At least in Director Gu's opinion, Luo Hao was hiding something from him, and he couldn't understand his expression no matter how he calculated it.

What does a little kid know?

But now, downloading the documentary takes more than ten minutes with the internet speed in the department, so the content must be there.

The boss scratched his head like a young boy and kept asking how much was left.

A few minutes later, the download was completed. Director Gu connected the projector, drew the curtains and turned off the lights.

In the small office, the projector made a rustling sound, which felt a bit subtle.

The sound of birds chirping could be heard.

It was not an ordinary bird call; Director Gu had never heard of it before.

The screen was pitch black, with only the sound of birds chirping echoing in my ears.

Suddenly, the screen lit up, and I opened my eyes from a first-person perspective, and Zhuzi's honest expression in black and white appeared before my eyes.

But then he closed his eyes again, and the bamboo disappeared into the darkness.

When he saw the bamboo, Director Gu showed a friendly auntie smile on his face.

As for Zhuzi, she is everyone’s favorite. The boss likes her and Director Gu likes her too.

The moment he saw Zhuzi, Director Gu secretly complained in his heart, it would be great if that bastard Luo Hao could come back earlier and Zhuzi could also live in Beidong.

Before he finished his thought, the "eyes" in the picture opened again.

As the view gradually widened, the familiar voice of his boss appeared on the screen.

Next to the boss, Zhuzi was lying on one side, nudging the boss's arm with his head. On the other side, a large black dog with only half of its face exposed was squatting, seemingly on guard.

In the sky, a... red-crowned crane is soaring.

I am!

Director Gu stared at his boss who was leaning against a big tree, with the colorful morning glow behind him, bamboos around him, the big dog with half a face, and the red-crowned cranes.

In the distant background is an endless expanse of rice fields.

Like a dream.

Gorgeous.

"Who is that dog?" Director Gu asked.

"After Xiao Luohao came back, he encountered an incident in which the police dog was chopped and half of its face was cut off. He took the injured police dog to the operating room and asked Xiao Mao to rescue the dog. Now he is retired and works as a doorman in Haodong." Boss Zhou was a little confused when he saw this scene. It was so beautiful.

In the picture, Boss Zhou raised his hand and coiled the bamboo, and the bamboo fell down and lay beside Boss Zhou.

Director Gu's heart suddenly tightened when he saw this scene. He was worried that the heavy weight of the bamboo, which weighed more than 300 kilograms, would fall on the boss.

But it was obvious that the worry was unnecessary. Bamboo was smarter than the monkeys in Mount Emei. It just lay beside its boss and acted cute, and did not crush the boss at all.

With a bird's cry, the red-crowned crane opened its arms and landed on the big tree behind the boss.

Its beak is very long, reflecting the light in the morning sun, and it looks quite strange.

"Boss, what species is that red-crowned crane?" Director Gu asked in a low voice.

"Ha, that was a red-crowned crane that lost a fight, and its lower beak was broken. The keeper had no choice but to look for Xiao Luohao. Xiao Luohao used 3D printing to make a lower beak for the crane and installed it back."

"!!!" Director Gu exclaimed.

"How about it? It looks pretty sharp, right?"

"It's good that you are not hurt."

"That red-crowned crane is terribly afraid of bamboo. It seems that bamboo is its natural nemesis. It's okay."

Director Gu stared at the screen blankly, with a complex expression, some envy, some expectation, and some worry.

The picture continued to move slowly upwards, and the green mountains and fields came into view.

That is rice, rice from Northeast China.

The leaves are plump and tender, and you can tell at a glance that this year's harvest will definitely be good.

The picture moves slowly. The boss is taking a leisurely nap with his back against a big tree, his hands gently winding around the bamboo, and Dahei is guarding him like a bodyguard.

Quiet, warm, and with a pastoral feel.

Director Gu thought of Tao Yuanming.

Settled in the human world, without chaos.

Ask Jun Henenger? My heart is far away.

Plucking chrysanthemum under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better day by day, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten the words to express it. The artistic conception is all in the unspoken words.

The picture was raised further, and other colors appeared little by little.

Director Gu knew that rice fields were not all green. If they were pure green, it would look fake.

But as his vision continued to rise, Director Gu discovered something was wrong.

That's a painting!

Painting made of rice!!
Blue sky, white clouds, the boss, bamboo, Dahei, and a soaring red-crowned crane.

Behind them, a painting connecting heaven and earth slowly appeared before their eyes.

The four big words "Military-Civilian Joint Construction" appeared in the field of vision, along with a sickle and a hammer, with the time marked behind them.

The wheat fields are rolling and full of vitality.

The picture is a bit rough, but between heaven and earth, someone with a broad brush painted a beautiful picture.

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Use the world as paper, thousands of acres of fertile fields as ink, and the livelihoods of the people as the pen.

A magnificent momentum emerged.

Magnificent!

Director Gu stared at the scene in astonishment. He didn't expect that Xiao Luohao could produce such a powerful content right from the start.

In fact, Director Gu knew that the boss was envious when he saw Mr. Chai singing Dingjun Mountain.

Old people of their age want fewer things, but what remains is the essence.

It is extremely difficult to help them achieve this. Even though Director Gu can call the wind and rain and have a full house of guests to a certain extent, he can never do it like Mr. Chai did, who managed to shoot content that will be passed down through the ages by chance.

I never expected that Xiao Luohao had such a great hand. He started off by stating the purpose clearly and used a broad brush to paint a beautiful picture of a gushing scene.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"Boss, is this a real shot? That side is still so green?"

"Edited." Mr. Zhou was very satisfied with this. He smiled slightly, "The front and back are real shots, but at different times. The Hulin Agricultural Bureau also wants to do some publicity, but the official account and Douyin account have no traffic."

So that's how it is, no wonder, but the editing looks too real.

"They came to the province to see if they could take advantage of the popularity of the Ice and Snow World. Over there, there is Lake Khanka, and the Greater and Lesser Khanka Lakes are also considered tourist and summer resorts in the summer."

"The province felt that there was no need to publicize it, and it was not easy to publicize it, but Xiao Luohao saw it."

"How about it, not bad."

Mr. Zhou was in great spirits, staring at the screen with bright eyes.

Although a simple projector cannot fully display the image quality, this scene does not require realistic image quality, but the momentum of fighting against heaven and earth.

……

In Wanda Cinemas.

There was silence.

No one thought that such a beautiful picture could be captured in a remote farm like Hulin.

The golden light of the rising sun falls on the rice fields, and the mountains and rivers become a golden painting.

The red-crowned crane spreads its wings and flies, so beautiful.

"Luo Hao, aren't you taking over the show a bit?" Chen Yong complained in a low voice.

In his opinion, there can only be one protagonist - bamboo.

Even Boss Zhou is a background figure.

Now when drones fly high in the sky, only the painting of heaven and earth appears, with beautiful mountains and rivers.

But that damn red-crowned crane could actually occupy a little bit of his field of vision, and the bamboo turned into a small black dot. This was something Chen Yong could not tolerate.

"Don't worry, there's more to come."

"If that red-crowned crane causes trouble in Zhalong in the future, I will deal with it." Chen Yong said viciously.

"Keep watching. Why are you in such a hurry?" Luo Hao smiled. "This part is for you to watch the wheat waves."

“Are wheat waves as beautiful as bamboo?”

Luo Hao remained silent. Chen Yong was no longer reasonable and it was useless to say anything.

Da da da~~~
Words began to appear on the right side of the screen, as if typing on a telegram.

The past and present of the Agricultural Reclamation and Construction Corps are clearly described in a few words.

Liberation, bandit suppression, construction, and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea were finally condensed into just a few dozen words.

Chinese characters are between heaven and earth.
Top of the sky,

Stand on the ground.

Then, as the words appeared and disappeared, the scene fell back on Zhou Lao's dry right hand, which was playing with the beads.

Zhuzi grinned, half of his tongue stuck out, and he was extremely happy.

Old Zhou patted the bamboo, signaling it to get up and work.

Zhuzi also understood human nature. He stood up, holding Boss Zhou's thermos cup, and waved to the air.

The red-crowned crane flew down and Zhuzi hung the thermos cup on its neck.

I am!

Chen Yong experienced the filming, but he didn't expect that the frame where Zhuzi was joking was also cut in.

There is a thermos cup hanging on the red-crowned crane's slender neck, which looks a bit funny.

Boss Zhou walked along the edge of the wheat field with his hands behind his back, his back hunched, and a slight limp.

A man, a bear, a dog, a bird, and rolling wheat waves. The picture unexpectedly has a sense of realism of an old man in a straw hat and raincoat in a boat.

But there is no such coldness and loneliness, and the surroundings are full of vitality.

A row of combine harvesters came into view.

Boss Zhou walked past the combine harvester, the metal front end of the harvester reflecting the light of the morning sun.

Just now it was the classical landscape ink painting style, and then the steampunk style came into play.

But all these changes are as smooth as flowing water and do not feel abrupt.

On the contrary, when switching between painting styles, Boss Zhou seemed to have stepped through an era. He became a symbol, walking between two different styles like a lonely traveler.

"Luo Hao, is Tiangong's animation so good now?" Chen Yong asked in a low voice.

The scene in front of us looks natural, as if it were a real picture taken by a drone in mid-air.

In fact, Chen Yong knew that due to time constraints, the rice fields had been harvested. It was real that Boss Zhou was walking with Bamboo and Dahei, and the painting of heaven and earth in the background was also real.

But combining the two is not easy.

In addition to the editing, there are also some movie-level animations to fill in the middle.

It might seem a bit rough, but it actually looks completely natural, especially the switching of styles. There is no sluggishness or abruptness at all, but instead it gives people a feeling that it is supposed to be that way.

"Tiangong is very cooperative. I owe Mr. Chang a favor this time."

"You didn't give me any money?"

"I gave it to you, but rushing the work is always a favor. It seems that Mr. Chang temporarily stopped all his work and put all his efforts into making it."

Chen Yong was silent, looking at the sudden change in the style of the painting of heaven and earth, and was a little dazed.

The practice of Taoism is about the unity of man and nature. Master's seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain can be regarded as a kind of unity of man and nature.

But that kind of seclusion and practice cannot be compared with the picture before us.

The unity of man and nature in fighting against heaven and earth aroused something that had been dormant in Chen Yong's heart for a long time, and his blood began to boil.

……

"Boss, that's awesome." After seeing this scene of interweaving styles, Director Gu was shocked for a few seconds and praised sincerely.

The combine harvesters are lined up in neat rows, the steel reflects the soft light of the rising sun, and the steampunk atmosphere is overwhelming.

The symbol represented by the boss does not seem abrupt. A lonely old man walks with his hands behind his back and limps beside the steel-like combine harvester. The strong sense of contrast brings the vividness of the picture to the fullest.

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect this effect."

Boss Zhou sighed, but he stood straight and stared at the screen with his eyes sharp.

He has forgotten himself.

The hunched old man is just a symbol, a farm worker, a Yugong, it doesn’t matter, he seems to be wandering in the long river of time.

He is determined and persistent. Although his steps are slow, he is able to ward off evil and move forward courageously.

From vitality to cyberpunk, the symbol has not changed at all, without any change.

Dahei followed closely, with great vigilance.

Only the bamboos twist their buttocks, as if they were embellishments in the picture, adding a touch of soft color to the solemnity of the steel forest.

"Boss, I didn't expect Xiao Luohao to have such artistic talent."

"He has no artistic talent at all. It was Da Nizi and her team who created this. Of course, the concept was thought up by Xiao Luohao, and he also participated in the filming, but he didn't have time to do the rest."

"You've been playing with an old man like me for a week. This is the limit."

Boss Zhou said this, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his lips, just like the parent of the top scorer in the college entrance examination saying - My child is very average and did not do well in the exam this time.

Director Gu looked at the screen and the corners of his mouth curled up.

This bastard Luo Hao really knows how to flatter people, and it’s not just ordinary flattery that makes people uncomfortable.

He made the bosses feel very comfortable.

When he went to Xiehe, Boss Lang asked when Xiaoluohao would come back when he saw him. As for Boss Chai, he didn't ask him, but he was said to be very dissatisfied with Luo Hao's choice of 912 and was furious.

My own boss...

Apart from anything else, if the documentary ended here, it would still be a masterpiece.

If it is posted on a short video platform, it will get at least a million likes.

But Director Gu knew that all this was just a beginning and the real content had not yet begun.

Just this is enough to crush one's own cognition.

Xiao Luohao is really amazing. Director Gu sighed in his heart and began to think about this year's outstanding young people.

Director Gu thought that he could not let the boss whip him into working too hard. He should find some time to think about it.

But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

In the picture, the line of sight turned, and Director Gu's eyes seemed to be pulled over by an invisible force, staring intently.

A row of bamboos lies on the ground.

"This is……"

"A mechanical panda? Haven't you seen one?" Boss Zhou asked.

Yes, Director Gu has definitely seen it.

But a robot panda is just a pet, a digital pet, or even electronic waste.

Apart from being beautiful and fun, Director Gu feels it has no other merits.

But there were thousands of robot pandas lying on the ground, probably charging.

This scene goes far beyond the decadent and illusory feeling of steampunk. Director Gu knows that this is a unique style of the Chinese.

In an instant, a certain segment of the DNA trembled, and Director Gu seemed to hear a charge. The mechanical pandas leaped up and fought for another hundred years of peace and prosperity for the motherland.

(End of this chapter)