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Chapter 435 This is Xiaojian
After dinner, Ningyuan and the others took a walk beside the reservoir. In the summer evening, tranquility and noise coexist harmoniously, a bit of an artistic conception of 'noisy forest, more tranquility'.

There's a lot to see and say about Yuejin Reservoir alone...except for the name.

However, it is precisely because of the imprint of the times that when I heard it, I felt a sense of time travel in a trance, and my mind couldn't help divergent thinking, and that kind of enthusiastic scene emerged.

If I am not reborn this time, but in the world of martial arts or immortals, will my spiritual power be a big part of others?

Of course, it is also possible that you have too many thoughts and go crazy when you practice...

In a blink of an eye, Ning Yuan's thoughts went astray, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Meng Yan was already sitting on the stone slab beside him.

The setting sun, distant mountains, fields, nearby water waves, and the background in front of you constitute a quiet and harmonious picture.

Ning Yuan didn't come out alone with Meng Yan, but a group of people.

In the crew, if you are simple-minded, you will feel that everyone is a person who can get along with each other and speaks nicely, but in fact, everyone here has a very lively mind. , what kind of thoughts do you have.

Because of this, a little thing here can have different meanings in their eyes.

Just like a lot of scandals caused by drama, or stealing food, or even catching rumors, these people exposed them.

Not everyone has Ning Yuan's tight mouth.

And this period was when Meng Yan was cautious. Although she felt that she had nothing to do with Ning Yuan, she didn't like being talked about.

Not only Meng Yan, but many celebrities have such a three-part stage. The first one is the fearlessness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers: let them say, I am afraid that I will lose.

After you realize that people's words are scary, you will enter the second stage, which is to be cautious.

When you reach a situation where you don’t have to worry about your status, age, or broken cans, you will enter the third stage. Faced with gossip and gossip, you can either laugh it off or put your middle finger up: QNMD!

Such as Jay Chou, such as Ning Jing, such as Zhang Wuyi... too many of them are from this trilogy, and the ones that are broken are mostly bad image to the point of irreparable, such as Rong.

Even Meng Yan is like this. Ning Yuan, who is far worse than her at this time, is not much better. If he and Meng Yan are alone, he will be more or less worried, after all, he doesn't really have any thoughts about her.

Although a group of people came out, there was no noise. Everyone walked quietly, or stood there quietly, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of them.

Take a picture of the small attic-style gate control room from the majestic dam ridge, with green waters, rising structures, nearby forests and grassy slopes, and the beautiful outline of distant mountains, a pure picture.

It can be near the water, hold the water in your hands, and wash and cool; when the time is right, you can row a fishing boat out of the "sea", and let your thoughts fly freely amidst the rippling microwaves.

Seeing Liang Jiahui not far away, Ning Yuan suddenly became playful and recited the poem written by Chen Qing to Zhou Yu in the movie and published in the newspaper:

"In order for you to hear me—"

As soon as Ning Yuan's cadenced voice came out, everyone looked over in amazement, including Meng Yan.

Immediately, everyone laughed.

It really fits the occasion.

Although everyone looked over, they didn't come to watch. Ning Yuan's voice was loud enough to be heard clearly from a distance.

Besides, this poem is so short that no one in the crew can recite it.

"Sometimes it gets slender and the breeze cracks the eel's ice.

Fairy Lake, intoxicated celadon, is as soft as your skin in my hands.

She overflows my fairy lake, filled by you completely, completely. "

While reciting 'affectionately', Ning Yuan opened his hands, his expression and body intoxicated like a reciter.

When it was over, everyone immediately applauded, applauded, or laughed like booing.

Although I didn't have much interpretation of this poem when I was filming, after all, this kind of literary film, including the ending, gives people daydreams and will not be limited to death.

But privately, everyone feels that last sentence... seems to be in GHS.

But everyone felt that, for literary films, the way must be wild.

The atmosphere becomes cheerful and jovial.

"Ning Yuan, you don't want to smoke, do you?" Meng Yan yelled at Ning Yuan.

"Haha!" Everyone laughed again.

Fortunately, Liang Jiahui was not there at this time, otherwise it might be a bit embarrassing, after all, his Cantonese accent always feels weird when he recites it.

After turning around the reservoir for a while, they continued to walk down.

Large and small dragon ponds are in the fields layer upon layer, and the clear water bubbling faintly seems to never stop.

Ning Yuan thought of those reservoirs in his hometown, even in a particularly severe drought, they can rely on water for water, and this reservoir is probably the same.

The construction of water conservancy was a feat of that era, and it was also a century-old cause that benefited the country and the people.

Pump water from the reservoir to irrigate the rice fields and feed the seedlings, so that those peaceful days and simple life can be endless and continue from generation to generation.

Not far from the reservoir, there is a red toon tree that can hardly be surrounded by several people. The huge side branches slant out at an appropriate height, which not only provides shade and coolness, but also has a swing.

Suspended by a solid cowhide rope and fitted with a thick wooden board, it is a solid swing.

This swing seems to be quite old, the cowhide ropes and wooden boards are shiny, and there are many men, women, old and children, as well as children sitting around and laughing and playing.

Seeing Ning Yuan and his group coming, they greeted warmly.

The simple villagers came to watch when Ning Yuan and the others arrived, with curious and probing eyes.

After a few days of getting along, it can be considered a little familiar.

At their invitation, Meng Yan sat on it first, and she said with a smile: "It still feels like it was when I was a child."

As soon as the feet kick on the ground, the swing will shake.

She is wearing a long floral dress, with fluttering skirts, long hair flying, and a delicate face looming in the hair, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Not to mention the villagers and crew members like Ning Yuan, even the children stared blankly.

"So lovely."

A child shouted.

But in a blink of an eye, the child didn't know where to hide.

The villagers didn't have the concept of a celebrity, and they didn't know Meng Yan, but Ning Yuan. They looked at him for a while, and felt that this person looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.

Until someone in the crew laughed and said, "Have you watched Huanzhugege? He played Xiaojian in it."

"Xiao Jian?"

"real or fake?"

"It seems to be true, but it's a little older than that time..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The last laugh came from the crew.

Ning Yuan: "..."

Even so, the villagers all came to watch and pointed at Ning Yuan, as if they were surprised to see it. Their expressions were full of surprise and disbelief.

Fortunately, there was no camera phone at this time, otherwise Ning Yuan would never be able to leave for a while. At this time, Ning Yuan couldn't help but think of that brother in coat.

The behavior of the villagers is actually not difficult to understand. What Ning Yuan finds difficult to understand is why he didn't move away.

It's not that the theory of being victimized is culpable, but that you are uncomfortable living there, since you can't change the environment, why should you stay there.

What's more, he spends a lot of time performing in other places, and he doesn't spend so much time at home.

Of course, people have different ideas. Ning Yuan just guessed in his own heart. Even in his previous life, he didn't discuss it with others. After all, it was their choice.

……

After waiting for two days, Sun Zhou deliberately waited for a rainy and foggy morning to shoot the scene of looking for the fairy lake.

After Sun Qiang became curious about Zhou Yu who often took the train, he saw Zhou Yu carrying a porcelain vase, so he chatted up Zhou Yu on the pretext of buying a porcelain vase.

Zhou Yu didn't sell it, and Zhang Qiang was chattering 'reasonable' with a stern face, who knew that Zhou Yu fell down without explaining it, and Zhang Qiang was frightened at that time.

Another encounter on the train, Zhang Qiang gave Zhou Yu a cigarette, and then they chatted.

"Where is this going?"

"I want to find a fairy lake."

"There is no fairy lake."

"It's written in the poem, there must be."

It was a foggy morning, and it was raining again. The air inhaled into the nose seemed to be absorbing water. When I touched my hair again, it was also wet, and my hands became moist, but my hands felt a little uncomfortable.

The green grass on the mountain, in the gray mist in the morning, looks quite artistic, but it is not so comfortable to be in it.

Especially when the shoes I wore were walking on the dewy grass, after a while, they soaked inside, and the socks were wet and greasy on my feet, sticky.

And although the summer morning is a bit cold, it is when you don't move much, walking on the slippery grass like this, while walking to prevent slipping, not to mention that Ning Yuan is still wearing two pieces, and he is sweating after a while up.

"I beg you, it's raining so hard, can we find another day?" Ning Yuan looked hopeless.

But it was Meng Yan who greeted him, holding up the newspaper in his hand, and murmured with longing in his expression:

"In this poem, there is really a beautiful fairy lake."

Ning Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned his head to look at the sky helplessly. There was also a kind of unreasonable scholarly encounter with soldiers.

However, the soldier is Ning Yuan, and the scholar is Zhou Yu.

The two people who were not on the same line were brought together because of a train encounter.

"We didn't find the right one." Meng Yan said suddenly, without any discomfort due to the environment.

On the other hand, Ning Yuan touched his head again, then shook off the water on his hand, with a troubled expression on his face: "We are looking for the right thing, isn't this the Fairy Lake?"

Then he moved to Meng Yan's side, speechless with a look of "Don't be naive, okay?":

"Shall we go first? Don't miss the train, the pigs are waiting for me to breed, okay?"

There was a bright joke, of course the two of them didn't laugh, but the people next to them were amused, including the villagers watching from a distance.

Shooting is hard work, but the effect is beautiful.

Looking at the picture on the monitor, Meng Yan and Ning Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

　thanks for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)