Chapter 68: Teacher Zhou Is Right
Seeing Zhou Shiqing walk over, everyone probably had the same thought in their hearts: Sigh! Damn it…
Only Hong PD hurriedly went up to Zhou Shiqing’s side, “Teacher Zhou, why not rest a bit more? We’ll be done here soon.”
The height difference between him and Zhou Shiqing was already obvious, and now with his deliberately fawning expression, he looked even more like a sycophant.
Everyone again: Sigh!!
Zhou Shiqing kept a straight face, and after hearing Hong PD’s question, his thin lips parted and he began to attack: “Can’t you finish filming earlier so I can rest? Why drag it out? Do you understand efficiency?”
“Hey, no. Hey, yes, yes, yes.” Hong PD was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.
Wasn’t it because he was afraid he was tired from rushing his morning schedule that he wanted him to rest more? Who knew that was wrong too.
“Teacher Xuan needs to take some promotional photos, it won’t take long, so…” Hong PD didn’t want to push Xuan Xia out as a shield, so he said half and stopped.
But Zhou Shiqing had already heard it, and his temper flared even more, “Where is she?”
Hong PD silently apologized to Xuan Xia in his heart, then pointed ahead, “There, right there.”
Zhou Shiqing looked in the direction he pointed, his steps halting. After two seconds, he took off his sunglasses, squinted his eyes, and spat out: “Such a blinding white lightbulb.”
Hong PD: “…”
This guy, if he weren’t famous, he’d probably have been beaten to death long ago!
Fortunately, he didn’t say that in front of Xuan Xia.
Zhou Shiqing walked closer, looked at Xuan Xia a few more times, then turned to ask Hong PD: “Did you rent these clothes for her? Where are mine?”
Hong PD explained: “These are Teacher Xuan’s own.”
Zhou Shiqing thought for a moment, then said: “Get me a set too?”
Hong PD: “…” Who would have thought this guy was such a quick learner.
Fortunately, there were clothing rentals nearby, and Hong PD quickly had someone rent a set of men’s clothing.
When the clothes arrived, Zhou Shiqing took one look and was extremely disdainful, directly giving up on the idea of changing.
Xuan Xia watched him fuss around, shaking her head inwardly. What a dog-like temper this guy had.
Zhou Shiqing asked Hong PD again, “How do you shoot?”
Hong PD thought he was asking about the afternoon’s filming schedule, so he gave a rough outline of the process.
Zhou Shiqing “tsk”ed, pointed at Xuan Xia with his chin. Before Hong PD could understand, he had already stood up and walked straight over.
Seeing Zhou Shiqing approach, Yang Wanxiu quickly snapped a few more photos, worried there’d be no chance later.
As soon as he walked over, he asked Xuan Xia: “How many more photos do you need to take?”
This tone… It hadn’t scared Xuan Xia yet, but it scared Yang Wanxiu.
Yang Wanxiu couldn’t help but say aggrievedly: “Teacher Zhou, Brother Ji said Xiaxia’s Weibo isn’t promotional enough, so I wanted to take a few more for her stock.”
Zhou Shiqing glanced at Yang Wanxiu from the corner of his eye, then glanced at Xuan Xia who was walking over.
Before Xuan Xia could speak, he said first: “What I mean is, how many more shots do you need?”
He said it word by word.
Even afraid they still didn’t understand, he unusually explained more: “Isn’t the afternoon schedule touring the Ancient City? You plan to keep shooting just this one spot?”
Since it’s touring the Ancient City, of course it’s shooting while walking.
Xuan Xia instantly understood his meaning.
She had just been prepared to apologize positively, but now she immediately went along with him: “Teacher Zhou is right.”
So the afternoon schedule turned into the two guests touring the Ancient City together, with the male guest taking various photos for the female guest as souvenirs.
Yang Wanxiu felt complicated, and could only hope that after Zhou Shiqing finished posing for the camera shots, he would give up the spot so she could take a few good ones.
Xuan Xia’s outfit today was really too beautiful; not taking a few hundred shots would be a disservice to this makeup and styling.
But once filming started, Yang Wanxiu realized he was really shooting!
She instantly started worrying for her female artist: Zhou Shiqing wouldn’t take ugly photos of Xuan Xia and post them everywhere, would he?
It felt like he was the type who could do that.
In comparison, Xuan Xia wasn’t worried at all that Zhou Shiqing would shoot randomly.
Because she checked the results after every shot. Not only did she dare to correct Zhou Shiqing’s photography skills, she even dared to instruct him to send the photos to Yang Wanxiu later.
Every time, Zhou Shiqing would purse his lips hard, his expression extremely sour, but surprisingly, he didn’t throw a tantrum.
The Ancient City wasn’t big, and in terms of architectural style, it wasn’t like the traditional stilt houses of Miaoxiang, but more like Huizhou-style architecture.
Xuan Xia in her purple-silver Miaoxiang girl outfit, shuttling through the alleys and climbing steps, made for an interestingly picturesque scene.
The group followed the alley stone steps and soon finished the entire tour. The next stop was heading to the Miao Village.
The Miao Village they were going to was actually the hometown of a staff member from the platform.
That staff member wasn’t in the program group team, so they couldn’t come along.
But upon learning of the program group’s Miao Village trip plan, they immediately strongly recommended their hometown village, and it happened that the village was holding Nuoxi Opera.
The program group was very interested after hearing this, and so the Miao Village trip was decided.
The village’s name is Chu Miao Village.
The word “Chu” represents the Chu region.
Everyone in the village has the surname Chu.
Chu Miao Village is two hours’ drive from the toured Ancient City, but this time the car headed deep into the mountains.
As they got closer to Chu Miao Village, the surroundings became increasingly lush and green. Looking far, there were not only mountains but also water, with beautiful ecology.
The people of Chu Miao Village had already been contacted, and the staff member’s parents had been waiting at the entrance for a long time.
Hong PD chatted with them briefly, confirmed identities, and then they welcomed the group into the village.
Chu Miao Village was larger and deeper than it appeared from outside, but there weren’t many people in the village, mostly elderly and children; the young people had probably gone out to work.
Xuan Xia was still wearing that Miaoxiang costume. As soon as she got out of the car, Mother Chu thought she was a real Miaoxiang person and chatted with her in the Miaoxiang language for a bit.
Hong PD hurriedly introduced: “This is our teacher, not a Miaoxiang person.”
Mother Chu then realized her mistake and smiled at Xuan Xia very embarrassedly.
Xuan Xia also smiled with pursed lips.
They arrived not too late, but the sky in mountain villages darkens much earlier than outside.
So by now, the surroundings had already darkened.
But with the program group around, the usually quiet village was still lively today.
Mother Chu had asked neighbors to help prepare dinner, while Father Chu entertained everyone in the house.
Hong PD curiously asked Father Chu, “Isn’t there Nuoxi Opera in the village? Why doesn’t it look like it’s happening?”
He wanted to say it looked very quiet.
After all, they came specifically to see the Nuoxi Opera.
And according to that Chu-surnamed colleague, Nuoxi Opera was very lively when performed.
Father Chu smiled and said: “Nuoxi Opera starts tomorrow daytime. Tonight is for preparations. But outsiders aren’t allowed to watch preparations.”
Hearing this, Hong PD was naturally curious: “Why is that?”
