After following the wolves for a while, Chen Xing let the space shuttle fly into the sky to show the desolation of this area from a high perspective.
Africa not only has savannahs and large deserts, but also many such deserts.
Some wolves on the ground that looked as small as toys were all looking towards the sky.
Their ferocious expressions are no longer visible from the camera. They are so small, and they even look a little cute. Several of them look up to the sky and howl, as if their cries can be heard even on this side of the mountain.<
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Nobel clenched his fists.
This is the picture he wants. No matter what Chen Xing uses to shoot, there is always a story.
Although the lenses of the time-travel machine are definitely not comparable to those of professional cameras, today's digital technology can fully extend the images captured by Chen Xing to a higher definition. It cannot be said to be perfect, at least it is completely invisible to ordinary viewers. After completing this set of filming, not only Chen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, but the rest of the crew also relaxed.
"It seems that God is on our side." Nobel said.
"Well..."
Chen Xing nodded and took off his flying glasses.
Everyone else was looking at his mobile phone. Only Chen Xing could use the large screen of the flying glasses to see the scene just now. The shocking feeling was uncompromising from Chen Xing's perspective, and it had a legendary feeling like watching a movie.
And the picture is still completed by myself.
So cool!
This is a completely different feeling than taking photos.
"Call it off, go back to the hotel, and eat steak today!"
Most of what they eat is cooked by themselves. Although the proprietress Aili's cooking is mediocre, the dishes she makes according to their requirements are not too bad.
Yes, not one of the ten members of the film crew can cook.
Man...
Chen Xing was a little emotional.
People from Sichuan Province are not like this. It is normal for them not to be able to cook when they are young. They have a father and a mother at home. However, when they are thirty years old, there are too few people who still cannot cook, and they are all inexplicable.
Very talented.
The truck from the mine was given away, but they still rode in the same truck.
Fortunately, the road is not far.
The knowledgeable people in the car were all recalling the scene that Chen Xing had just taken, while Director Nobel was sitting in the cockpit of the truck.
"Is it okay to send a time-travel machine within three days? The kind that can drive a gimbal and a video recorder?"
Drones are developing rapidly nowadays, and drone photography is also very common.
But drones are easy to get, but pilots are hard to find.
When making a movie or documentary, if the director's requirements are higher, the drone pilot must also know photography. Only in this way can he cooperate with the second person controlling the video recorder to capture a qualified picture, otherwise a single pilot will not be able to do it. p>
There are people like Chen Xing who are good at flying drones and are in the photography circle, but they really can’t be hired by a small documentary crew like him.
Nowadays, Nobel feels like a prostitute.
Putting away the phone, Nobel wanted to share the joy of having a photographer for free with the people around him. When he turned around and saw it was a nigger, he instantly lost interest.
He is an old Frenchman and has long been used to having black people around him.
But his thoughts are the same as those of all artists.
Black people know the art of hammering!
In the carriage, Chen Xing was not motion sick yet. He was wearing a turban common in Africa, with the lower end pulled up to cover his nose and mouth. He was holding the edge of the carriage with his hands, looking at the scene outside and the yellow sand rising behind him. The vast land is beautiful sometimes.
Thinking of the scene he had just captured, he suddenly wanted to take the time-travel machine to see the Great Migration of the African Grasslands. He had already taken too many small scenes, and now he wanted to take some big scenes to change his mood.
Prairie, great desert, great desert.
Africa is really a treasure place. No wonder so many outdoor documentary directors prefer it.
"Is the Great Migration of Animals in Africa during this time?" Chen Xing suddenly asked.
Laif Bode nodded and said: "July to September should have started by now. Do you want to go and see it?"
Ford was also very interested in this and said: "After we finish filming this film, let's go and see it. I heard that there is also a project of driving and running with wildebeests. It's very exciting to think about it. There are so many animals that we can't count.
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Chen Xing looked at him a little surprised and said, "So you are interested in this."
Ford rarely expresses his opinions. In the film crew, he basically does whatever the director says. When Chen Xing and Laif Bode are lazy, he still brushes up his skills in front of Nobel, which is very reliable.
Just now was the first time he expressed his desire to see somewhere.
Laif Bode nodded and said: "Then go, I'm also very curious."
"We can even make our own documentary!" Ford said.
"What to shoot? Where did the money come from?" asked Laif Bode.
"Just shoot animal migrations. Chen Xing's drones fly so well. Let's prepare a few more to capture the feeling of walking through the animals. I haven't seen this documentary before. It will definitely be a big hit.
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"What to sell..."
Lavbode wanted to complain about his friend's naive idea, and said, "You saw that documentary director making money, and you went to shoot it? It was a waste of money. Listen to me, even if you go to shoot commercials after graduation, don't go there."
Make a documentary."
"Why? Isn't Professor Nobel quite rich? A multi-millionaire." This question was asked by Chen Xing.
He was not interested in directors of movies or TV series, but he found documentaries interesting. Today, he accidentally shot a good shot, and he became more interested in documentary directors.
The suggestion Ford just made has already made him a little excited.
Laif Bode smiled and said: "It is true that Professor Nobel is a multi-millionaire, but you certainly don't know that he was a billionaire before."
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Today I won’t be following the main character. It’s rare for everyone in the film crew to have a full meal of French beef stew.
I wanted to make steak before, but the steak was overcooked.
So under Laif Bode's clever suggestion, Ellie cut the steak into pieces and cooked a portion of beef with the red wine they brought. The beef tasted like it had a burnt aroma, which many people didn't like.
Juekou.
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After a few days of this, new equipment was delivered.
But at this time, the shots related to Giota were finished, and the film crew was preparing to take a boat to the capital of Sudan.
From here to the capital of Sudan, you not only need to take a car, but also take a boat for several hours.
While they were filming, one of the two boats crossing the river capsized, so now there was only one boat. Tickets were very tight. They relied on the guide's strong connections in Sudan to get tickets, and there were only eight tickets.<
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The guide has to go through other means, taking the director and a bunch of equipment with him.
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Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Xing and the others left the hotel and took the hotel owner's truck to the port.
The sailing time is three o'clock in the afternoon. They will have to travel by land for several hours before they can take a boat to the capital of Sudan. Chen Xing doesn't know what others think, but he has already regarded this transfer as a big war.
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Bode and Ford, who were not motion sick, leaned on the carriage to sleep, which made Chen Xing, who couldn't sleep, very envious.
The translator kept saying:
"You must hurry up when you get on the boat. Anyway, your valuables have been sent away first. Don't worry about being stolen or robbed. The ticket is the most important. We must hold the ticket and squeeze on the boat at one go.
Do you know?"
He has said similar words many times in the car.
Everyone became nervous.
The guide has already left with Nobel. The only person among them who can speak Arabic is the translator. What he said must be true.
So, how difficult is it to get on this ship?
Even though Chen Xing has been suffering from motion sickness, he is still thinking about getting on the ship.
They arrived at the port before two o'clock.
Calling this a port is definitely an insult to any port Chen Xing has seen before. There are only a few railings and a few staff here. The docked boats are also very dilapidated, like fishing boats towed back from somewhere.<
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Lavbode prayed after seeing the ship. When he saw the translator passing by, he grabbed his clothes and said, "Mr. Armor, this ship won't capsize, right?" The translator said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you already? I don't know if it will turn over or not. Anyway, if you can't get on the boat today, then you won't be able to get on the boat in the next few days. That's it. Run faster for a while."
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After a few minutes, the dizziness in Chen Xing's mind recovered a little.
Ford handed the bagged bread to Chen Xing and said, "Eat something, the ship will leave in an hour."
Chen Xing's stomach is empty now, so he doesn't hesitate to take it and eat it.
"There are so many people." Chen Xing said.
"Yeah, they can't all be on this ship, right?"
Ford just said it casually.
But Chen Xing was immediately stunned.
He looked at the river bank in front of him. There was really only one boat parked here. It was impossible for the people around him to take other boats, right?
That means they are all passengers on this ship?
Damn it, how can you sit down?
Suddenly someone shouted something, and Chen Xing saw everyone around him moving.
The translator also shouted in English: "Get on the boat quickly and find your seat!"
Chen Xing didn't bother swallowing the bread, and he and Ford ran towards the entrance. If someone looked at it from a high altitude, this small entrance would look like an hourglass that had just been turned over, with a bunch of black people wearing colorful clothes standing in front of them.
The entrance was completely packed within seconds.
The boarding battle has begun.
About two hundred people crowded at the door, everyone wanted to get on the boat first. Chen Xing was crowded among them, and he didn't understand why they were like this.
Don’t they all have to check in?
Now that you have a ticket, wouldn't it be better to queue up and get on the boat slowly? If you have to squeeze in like this, you will be the one who got on the boat and got knocked over by you, right?
The only three doormen were very nervous. They were also afraid that too many people would board the boat at once and the boat would be overturned. Then they would definitely lose their current decent jobs, so they wiped the boat under the scorching sun.
Beads of sweat are constantly dripping, and the gates are opened and closed back and forth, allowing only a small number of passengers to pass through at a time.
But this method doesn’t work well.
It even had the opposite effect, making the entrance even more confusing.
Chen Xing gradually squeezed to the front with his strong body and was about to board the ship, but he saw Ford behind him again. He stood there and waited again, grabbing Ford's wrist and pulling him forward.
But something happened that worried Chen Xing.
If he doesn't push forward, others will always push forward. Now there are many layers of people in front of him.
Ford shouted: "Mr. Almo said we can't go if we can't get on the boat!"
"I know! Damn it!"
Chen Xing spoke in Chinese, but Ford didn't understand.
Chen Xing looked around, and there was only one photographer behind them who was looking for the bathroom. The others had already passed the fence, and the port who was boarding the ship looked at them nervously.
At this time, photographers also crowded over.
There are fewer people at the back, but it’s difficult to squeeze in to the front.
Chen Xing suddenly shouted in English: "We are foreigners! Can you let us go first?"
I shouted this several times and soon attracted the attention of the doorman.
Seeing that they were indeed several foreigners, they used their hands to support the black people crowded in front and signaled Chen Xing to pass quickly.
Chen Xing grabbed the man and hurriedly crossed the fence entrance.
But after passing the fence, you don't get on the boat directly. They also have a checkpoint to check whether you have a ticket.
If Chen Xing is really convinced, can't he check the ticket outside?
After checking the ticket and moving forward one space, Chen Xing saw the real Shura Field - the boarding gate.
This small boat hasn't opened the door yet, but the gangway has been hung up. The translator and a few people following him have squeezed to the front, but their positions seem to be unsafe, and they feel like they are about to be squeezed to the edge of the gangway.
Gone.
You must know that the door is not open yet, and there is only one way to go if you are pushed to the edge, and that is to fall into the river.
As for that?
Chen Xing and the others don't understand this phenomenon at all. From this point of view, Hong Kong Island's queuing culture is definitely the best culture in the world. I suggest China hurry up and invade culture. Is this still a civilized world?
Getting on a boat feels like a war.
Those who got on the gangway were in a hurry, and those who had not yet squeezed in were full of murderous voices. The noise was so noisy that it could even cause tinnitus. Not to mention Ford and the others, Chen Xing was feeling a little dizzy now. He felt like he hadn't even boarded the ship yet.
I feel seasick first.
And the most terrifying thing is that these people are still carrying large and small bags of luggage.
This is even more crowded.
The advantage of Chen Xing and the others was that they didn't have any luggage and were light-weight. The three of them quickly got on the gangway.
In fact, according to other people's ideas, wouldn't it be better for them to upload the tickets with their tickets after everyone has squeezed through and got on the boat? But you have to listen to the translator. If you can't get on the boat, you won't be able to leave for a few days.
That would really affect the shooting.
Chen Xing was a little stronger than them, so he pushed Ford and the photographer to the front, and he stood behind others who wanted to get on the gangway.
Chen Xing unknowingly became like them.
Why aren't you opening the door yet?
Everyone is thinking.
The gangway was already overcrowded, but the people behind him were still pushing forward, trying to get up first. Behind him was a strong black man holding a linen bag. He kept pushing forward. Chen Xing thought for a while and held back.
I didn't say anything, just thinking about it for a while.
But he was so crowded that Chen Xing almost lost his footing.
Chen Xing's heart suddenly became angry, and he turned around and shouted at the loudest volume in his life: "Squeeze nm! The front is blocked, damn it!"
