The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 88 Express Delivery

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the weather is hot. It is difficult for the air layer above the ground to cool down to the point where water vapor can condense into fog. In theory, fog should rarely form at this time.

However, the abundance of vegetation in the mountains leads to high transpiration rates, and the thick cloud cover blocks out the sunlight, resulting in a much lower temperature than outside. Consequently, the ground air pressure also decreases, creating the conditions for the formation of dense fog.

There aren't many entertainment activities in the village, and apart from setting up an agricultural MCN company, the studio doesn't have any other major projects at the moment, so Gu Lanxi doesn't need to keep an eye on things all the time.

I went to bed early last night, so I naturally woke up early the next day.

When Gu Lanxi got up, the sun hadn't risen yet, and the room was pitch black.

It was quite chilly in the mountains in the morning, so she wore a shirt over her T-shirt, held a toothbrush in one hand and a towel on her shoulder in the other, and gently pushed open the door. Just then, she saw Aunt Wang stretching and stepping over the threshold.

Because the lights were on in both rooms, the main room wasn't so dark that you couldn't see people's faces.

Unexpectedly, the two of them walked right up to each other early in the morning.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Lanxi casually pulled on the rope hanging from the wall, and the old light bulb in the center of the main room emitted a dim yellow light.

"I was thinking of being quiet so as not to wake you up, but I didn't expect you to be awake too."

According to the notification last night, Gu Lanxi's turn to perform at the theater wasn't until 9 a.m. today. It's only 5:30 a.m. now, so there's really no rush.

"As I get older, I can't sleep. I should start cooking porridge early so that the rice oil is nourishing."

Aunt Wang, carrying her toothbrush cup, was about to go out to wash up when she saw Gu Lanxi wearing a coat. Feeling a bit cold, she put the toothbrush cup on the table and turned to go back to her room.

"I'll go find a coat to wear."

In this place where it's so inconvenient to see a doctor, it would be terrible if I caught a cold.

Gu Lanxi gave a soft "hmm" and carefully opened the main door. She saw that the mountains outside the courtyard wall stretched out in a continuous range, their colors changing from dark to light as they receded into the distance, like a traditional Chinese ink painting.

I was momentarily stunned.

He casually took out his phone, snapped a photo, and wanted to send it to Lu Nanting, but then gave up after checking the time.

Aunt Wang came out soon after, and the two of them went out together.

Seeing that the doors to the two guest rooms in the east wing were closed and there was no sound at all, Gu Lanxi glanced at them and whispered to Aunt Wang:

"They were really terrified yesterday. Don't wake them; let them sleep in a bit today!"

The two assistants were arranged by her agency. They would accompany her when she went out to film, and when she did other things, they would receive the supplementary salary from her agency and arrange their personal time as they pleased.

Because they have a lot of free time, they can do other part-time jobs in addition to this job. So even though the salary isn't particularly high, they have been working for Gu Lanxi for several years.

The two girls, Zhuang Xiaotong and Niu Lili, both grew up in the plains. Yesterday, they rode a tractor over mountains and valleys. The driver, a local, drove very fast. The two girls clung tightly to their suitcases in the truck bed, screaming all the way to the village. When they saw Gu Lanxi, they barely managed not to burst into tears!

According to them, "Riding a roller coaster for two hours straight! The experience! In a word, amazing!"

It's clear that he has truly suffered greatly.

"It's getting foggy."

Aunt Wang looked at the foggy sky outside with considerable surprise.

It's really rare to see such thick fog at this time of year!

"The climate is different in the mountains, which is normal."

Gu Lanxi looked up at the sky, very excited!
"Hurry up the mountain, you might be able to see the sunrise!"

Seeing that she hurriedly finished washing up, ran into the bedroom, and soon ran out with her camera, Aunt Wang didn't stop her.

Because the village is really small, if you shout from the hillside, everyone in the village can hear you.

In addition, given Gu Lanxi's skills, even several strong men wouldn't be able to take her down.

Aunt Wang wasn't worried about her safety at all. After washing up, she went to the kitchen to cook.

Gu Lanxi was quick on her feet. When she went out, she grabbed a flashlight and held it in her hand. She lit the way and walked along the stone path. In the hazy morning light, she left the village and climbed up the back hillside along the dirt road. There she saw director Gao Yunyi and cameraman Dong Sihuan already smoking.

Two cigarette butts flickered in the pale blue morning mist. Seeing her approach, Dong Sihuan greeted her.

"Lanxi, you're here too?"

Dong Sihuan's name is quite special. It is said that in the year he was born, the city where his family lived decided to expand the Fourth Ring Road, which led to his family achieving financial freedom through demolition compensation. His family felt that he was born with wealth, so they gave him this name.

Gu Lanxi worked with three different film crews, and the cameraman for each crew was Dong Sihuan. Therefore, Gu Lanxi's relationship with Dong Sihuan was better than her relationship with Gao Yunyi.

"Brother Dong, Director Gao, are you also here to film the sunrise?"

Gu Lanxi found the right angle and took a few pictures of the distant mountains, chatting with the two of them as she did so.

"Well, if we're lucky, we might be able to capture the Tyndall effect. It's not easy to see that in the summer."

Gao Yunyi flicked the ash from his cigarette, put it in his mouth, raised his camera, and peered into the distance for a while, but didn't take a single picture. Clearly, he hadn't seen what he wanted to see and wasn't interested in taking photos.

Gu Lanxi looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid it's unlikely; the cloud cover isn't thick enough."

Gao Yunyi was clearly more experienced than her: "The fog was very thick this morning. In the mountains, it's hard to say what might happen."

Gu Lanxi thought about the conditions for the formation of the Tyndall effect and nodded: "Then let's wait and see."

When Dong Sihuan saw that she had taken out her camera, he came over to discuss shooting techniques with her.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that she had bought the super expensive lens she had always wanted. I couldn't resist the urge to take a few more pictures myself.

Time passed slowly, and around six o'clock, the sky began to brighten.

At 6:30, the sun, as bright as a salted egg yolk, burst out from behind the towering mountains!
Gu Lanxi chose a good spot where she wouldn't be exposed to secondhand smoke and the angle was perfect. As soon as the sun rose, she quickly started taking pictures.

After she took dozens of photos, the wind picked up.

Clouds, like tattered cotton wool, drifted over the high mountains in groups, piling up above the valley.

Coincidentally, the sun just happened to climb into the clouds.

The light shone down, filtering through the clouds and piercing through the thick fog, instantly taking shape.

One by one, they were exceptionally clear.

It must be said that the external production manager of this film was truly remarkable.

Gao Yunyi wanted a poor, backward, yet beautiful small mountain village as the main filming location for the movie. He spent more than three months traveling all over the country to conduct on-site investigations and finally selected three villages to complete the project.

In the end, Gao Yunyi made the final decision and chose this location.

The entire village is built on a sunny hillside, surrounded by mountains, with beautiful scenery. The houses are all made of mud bricks and tiles, but they are all well-maintained and not abandoned.

This beautiful scenery, shrouded in the morning mist, has a unique, rustic charm.

Gu Lanxi took a bunch of photos to her heart's content. After returning to her lodgings, she ate half a potato pancake with mung bean porridge. She left Aunt Wang and Niu Lili in the house to clean and cook lunch, and only took the quick-witted Zhuang Xiaotong with her to the film set.

In this mountain village, where conditions are limited, the film crew rented a small courtyard specifically to serve as their logistical support base.

This courtyard is similar in layout to the one where Gu Lanxi lives, with three main rooms and two side rooms on the east and west sides.

But all the original furniture here has been moved out, and several foldable portable tables have been placed in the main room, with large makeup cases on them.

As for the two rooms on the left and right, gray linen curtains hung on the doors, one labeled "Male" and the other "Female," indicating they were the dressing rooms for the male and female actors, respectively.

As for the east and west wings, each room has a water dispenser and a cypress sofa, which is common in the area.

It's long and can seat at least five or six people.

It is a resting place for everyone.

Gu Lanxi entered the room, took the makeup case from Zhuang Xiaotong, and placed it on an empty folding table. She then heard Yang Hongyi sighing.
"Ugh, I told you not to send it, but you insisted. Now, to get that damn package back, I have to go all the way down the mountain, a two-hour round trip! It's like riding a roller coaster, oh my god!"

Given his current status, the fact that he's able to act alongside Gu Lanxi, especially in a film of this type, is entirely due to the immense effort his agency put in.

Gu Lanxi only brought two assistants and a cook to the set; he naturally didn't dare bring too many people with him.

His only assistant, listening to his complaints, couldn't help but show a bitter expression:
"Brother, I have to stay here with you while you film! If I go to pick up the package, it will probably take up the whole morning. Who will take care of you then? How about we ask the logistics and purchasing department for help? They have to go down the mountain to buy supplies every day."

Forced by reality, Yang Hongyi had no choice but to agree to the suggestion: "Then I'll go and tell the logistics department."

Seeing him leave with a sigh, muttering things like "We're not even familiar with each other, how can I bring myself to speak?", Gu Lanxi could only laugh.

Knowing full well that this place is not a good place to receive packages, why didn't you prepare everything properly before coming? Who can you blame?

It was just a small matter, and she didn't think much of it. But when she returned to her lodgings for a midday rest, she heard Aunt Wang looking troubled:

"Lanxi, you have eight packages. They've arrived in town. How are we going to retrieve them?"

Do you usually read more texts or listen to audiobooks more often?

Some readers have noticed that many paragraphs in my novels rhyme, making them sound particularly smooth.

Actually, I didn't do that intentionally when I was writing.

Mostly because I'm from Sichuan.

Have you noticed that many rappers come from the Sichuan and Chongqing region?

Because Sichuan dialect is characterized by its fast pace and natural rhyming, people love to rhyme when they speak. Over time, living in such an environment, rhyming has become instinctive, and people find it more pleasing to the ear.

Singing manifests as being very good at rapping, while writing often shows similar symptoms.

I don't know if this statement is accurate, but that's how I personally believe it.

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