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Chapter 123 What is a Big Cow?

"See you tonight, Jia-jie!"

After hanging up the video call, Lin Qingsong picked up the bottled water next to him and started drinking.

Although he felt hot all over chatting with Jia, he himself was in no better shape.

He drank most of a bottle of mineral water in one go before letting out a heavy sigh.

After driving for more than two hours, Lin Qingsong's buttocks were almost stiff from sitting so long before he finally saw the logo of the film set halfway up the mountain.

"Damn, this place is deadly!"

After Lin Qingsong couldn't help but complain, he honked the horn twice at the gate in front of him, and rolled down the car window to look at Xiao Dao, who was looking down at the guardhouse, seemingly doing nothing.

Xiao Dao, who was engrossed in reading a novel, heard the noise outside and turned off his phone, walking out of the guardhouse. After seeing Lin Qingsong in the car, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Brother Song, this car doesn't belong to your friend either, does it?"

"I bought this car myself." After Lin Qingsong finished speaking, he was about to take a pack of cigarettes from the passenger seat and throw it away when he saw Xiao Dao turn around and walk towards the security room, saying with a smile, "Brother Song, have a smoke of mine today too."

As he spoke, he handed Lin Qingsong a pack of bright yellow cigarettes, and then took out another pack from his pocket, gave Lin Qingsong one of the cigarettes, and said, "Da Chong Jiu, I got it from my uncle's office!"

Lin Qingsong didn't mince words. He simply stuffed the cigarette into the passenger seat, then lit it with a lighter he'd found earlier—it was from Yunnan—and took a satisfying puff before commenting, "This cigarette is pretty good!"

However, Xiao Dao's attention was no longer on the cigarette; his eyes were fixed on the small, exquisite lighter in Lin Qingsong's hand. "Brother Song, what kind of lighter is that? It's so cool!"

"This one?" Lin Qingsong couldn't help but smile upon hearing this. "A Good Luck lighter, exclusively supplied to the German army during World War II!"

I just love the feeling of using good products and still being recognized by others.

"An antique!" Xiao Dao said enviously, "Brother Song, you really know how to play with things, even a lighter is an antique!"

"You like it?" Lin Qingsong said with a smile, "If you like it, I'll give you a similar one as a welcome gift when you officially join the studio."

For an honest kid like Xiaodao, being generous is perfectly fine.

After all, the person hasn't even started working yet, and they've already brought me a case.

The football case was filmed on the 20th, and the payment was settled on the same day, easily netting a profit of 6,000 yuan.

I only talked the whole time and didn't have to worry about anything.

Xiao Dao quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need!"

"Well, I can still afford to give away a lighter," Lin Qingsong said casually, flicking his cigarette ash.

After all, he didn't rely on buying, but on finding bargains.

He might be able to buy something that originally costs several thousand dollars for only a few dozen or a hundred dollars.

I'll give it away then.

"Hehe, then I'll thank you in advance, Brother Song!" After saying that, Xiao Dao looked at Lin Qingsong expectantly, "Brother Song, didn't you say before that you could have someone guide me? When do we start? Ever since I went to Sanya with you, I can hardly stand staying in this security booth anymore!"

He was absolutely right.

Although I didn't get to eat meat in Sanya, I certainly feasted my eyes on it, and I think if my English were better, I might actually have been able to eat meat.

He's been cramming on English lately, and he's even lost interest in playing computer games, which he used to enjoy.

At most, I'll read some entertainment novels when I have some free time.

Imagine yourself joining the circle and dominating the world just like the protagonist.

Unfortunately, sometimes when I look at it, I don't feel quite satisfied.

The main problem is that the protagonists in many novels are incredibly patient, not getting a single romantic scene for dozens or even hundreds of chapters.

It's still more enjoyable to follow Brother Song. He can broaden his horizons and, with a little effort, hone his English skills—maybe he can even become proficient.

Hearing this, Lin Qingsong thought for a moment before saying, "The company has been busy with Fashion Week recently, so it wasn't convenient to bring people along. Now that things are a bit more relaxed, the interviews won't be as concentrated. How about tomorrow? If you're available, I can arrange it tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, I can do it tomorrow!" Xiao Dao nodded quickly.

"Okay, I'm not chatting anymore. I'm going in first. The filming should start soon too." Lin Qingsong said to him, then drove towards the green screen tent at the front of the film set, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Today's shoot was quite special.

No special scenery is needed, just a green screen; everything else will be added in post-production.

of course.

Because a large grassland was to be added in the later stages, a large green screen was needed, and the halfway point on the mountain was the most suitable location in the entire city of Shanghai.

We arrived at the front of the green screen tent.

Before Lin Qingsong had even brought the car to a complete stop, he heard a cow moo.

"Moo~~~~~"

He looked in the direction of the sound and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A live, breathing cow stood leisurely on the grass of the film set.

After letting out a leisurely call, it used its tail to shoo away the insects behind its rear end before continuing to graze.

"Wait, what's going on? Where did this cow come from on set, and it's a dairy cow at that!"

After staring at the cow for a while, Lin Qingsong suddenly remembered that what he was supposed to film today was milk!

And the green screen was later digitally altered to resemble a grassland. This cow was 99% likely obtained by someone from their team.

Get out of the car.

Lin Qingsong subconsciously took out his phone and took a few photos of the cow, then posted them on his WeChat Moments.

In all his years, this was the first time he had ever seen a live cow.

This kind of thing has to be posted on social media.

[This is eye-opening! The first time I've ever seen cows in my life is on a film set in Shanghai?!]

[Image: Cows grazing peacefully]

[Location: Shanghai Stock Exchange, Mid-Mountain Filming Location]

After posting the message on his WeChat Moments and sharing his location, Lin Qingsong walked towards the shed in front of him.

He had just entered the room when he heard Jia Feng's voice.

"Stageman, stageman, the cow has pooped! You need to clean it up right away!"

"Great producer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingsong saw several dark-skinned, thin men pick up plastic bags and walk out with their heads down.

No wonder they're known as the all-around production crew!

Cow dung can still be processed.

He truly admired the production crew; they handled all sorts of miscellaneous tasks on set, both before and after filming.

"Brother Feng, you really got this cow!" After making room for the teachers from the event management team, Lin Qingsong walked up to Jia Feng, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and said with admiration.

"Qingsong, you're here!" After seeing the stagehands go to deal with the cow dung, Jia Feng was about to go check on the green screen when he heard Lin Qingsong's voice. He couldn't help but smile wryly and say, "There's nothing I can do. It's just too expensive to generate cows on the green screen and have models interact with them."

"Where did you get these cows?" Lin Qingsong was still quite curious about this.

“Jinshan, the dairy factory.” Jia Feng said, then couldn’t help but smile bitterly again, “Can you imagine? This ancestor costs more than your models’ appearance fee, and he even has to pay a deposit!”

He really wouldn't have wanted to take this case if the client wasn't a long-term collaborator.

NND.

It needs to be realistic, but there's no budget.

Want it to look realistic? It's so easy! Just give us your budget and we'll fly straight to the grasslands to shoot!

As realistic as you want it to be.

"Awesome!" Lin Qingsong gave a thumbs up and said to Jia Feng, "It's all thanks to my brother Feng's ability; he can find anything."

He really didn't know that there were dairy farms in Shanghai, a city where land is incredibly valuable.

But then he asked curiously, "Wait a minute, Brother Feng, since it's Jinshan Dairy Farm, why don't we film there? Wouldn't that be much better than special effects?"

"How could I possibly find cows? The client used connections." Jia Feng glanced at Lin Qingsong speechlessly, then shook his head and said, "That's a dairy farm, not a ranch. The cows live inside the factory; you can't film them there."

He actually thought that dairy cows lived on pastures, leisurely grazing and sunbathing.

When I went to the dairy factory there, I realized what it was all about.

There are no grasslands or pastures; all these dairy cows live inside the factory.

As he spoke, he took out his phone and scrolled through the photo album, showing Lin Qingsong pictures of the factory.

After seeing it, Lin Qingsong finally understood why the cow outside looked so relaxed.

Even if the grass outside is small, it is still a real grass.

"Alright, stop thinking about it!" Jia Feng put away his phone and said speechlessly, "Aren't we all just cattle and horses? At least they don't have to buy whips to punish themselves, but what about us?"

He walked to a table to the side, picked up a Starbucks cup that the stagehand had bought, and said, "We not only have to buy whips to whip ourselves, but we're even complaining that it doesn't hurt enough, so we need to add double the whipping!"

Lin Qingsong glanced at the double espresso on Jia Feng's cup, and couldn't help but pick up a Frappuccino and say with a smile, "No, Brother Feng, I don't like to whip myself. I prefer something sweet!"

"Drink up, drink up!" Jia Feng glanced at Lin Qingsong speechlessly.

Who is this!
While we're still feeling sentimental, you're having a blast with your Starbucks.

"Brother Feng, you can whip it here. I'm going to the dressing room to look at the models." Lin Qingsong smiled as he picked up his Frappuccino, then grabbed an Americano and took it to the model.

"Hey, are you whipping your models?" Jia Feng glanced at Lin Qingsong's actions and couldn't help but tease him with a smile.

"Haha, that's what happens when they love this!"

When Lin Qingsong carried the coffee to the dressing room, he saw the exceptionally well-behaved Aiwa sitting peacefully in a chair while someone did her makeup.

Upon hearing the door open, Eva opened her eyes and, seeing Lin Qingsong, couldn't help but happily say, "Good morning, boss!"

Just like the information mentioned in the report about Elena.

After returning from Sanya, Eva's market value increased, and she also received many more photo shoots.

"Good morning, Aiwa." Looking at her obedient appearance, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but think of the carefree days they spent together in Sanya.

(End of this chapter)