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Chapter 709 Silent work

"call..."

An hour passed.

The three members began to become skilled in their movements, stepping on, rubbing, soaping, and drying them all in one go.

But there seemed to be a lot of clothes left.

Every time I do a program that requires high-intensity physical strength, there is something in common.

The members were still talking and laughing at the beginning, but after a period of time, all they could hear in the headphones was gasping, and there was no other expression on their faces except fatigue. Even though the writer repeatedly asked them to communicate, they always said

After a few words, he concentrated on the work at hand and said no more words.

Looking around, it is not only the members, but also the real laundry workers. Behind each person's back is more or less some clothes left, doing their work silently, with very few words.

Labor specials are relatively difficult to shoot, and it should be said that they are more difficult to edit, and Chen Jianshu obviously understands this.

Normally, it would be easy for Huang Lei to add Bening and Bo Ge, shoot for a day on any theme, and produce one issue.

The reality is that with four groups of members, and the openings from various places, it is estimated that there will only be two episodes. It will have to be edited and various subtitles added in the later stage to make the show more interesting.

Several boxes of chilled Red Bull were brought to the edge of the laundry pool, and all the laundry workers in this row received a can. The small gifts won the friendship and favor of the workers.

The energy drink also seems to have restored some of the members' physical strength and mental energy.

Sa Beining talked in English with a bearded man who came forward.

"How many years have you been working here?"

"Ten years!" The other party was afraid that he didn't understand, so he held out two palms.

The photographer on the side gave a close-up.

These are the hands of working people. Due to long-term exposure to water and other chemical substances, they are dark and rough. There are deep cracks on the back of the hands, hard calluses on the palms, and even several fingers are slightly bent.

However, as he drank the drink, with a smile and a sense of satisfaction on his face, he didn't seem to care about this, maybe he was used to it.

"So you have to wash so much clothes every day?"

"Yes, every day, wash the clothes, dry them, return them to the employer, and then wash them again..."

"No rest?"

"There is no holiday, it's the same every day."

"How did you persist?" Xiao Sa was surprised.

He was experiencing how hard the work was, and he couldn't imagine doing the same thing every day without a break for 3,650 days.

"Hold on? My salary is twice that of others, and sometimes I can get three times as much overtime. This allows me and my family to live a better life. I have to keep doing it."

"respect! (respect)"

Sa Beining didn't expect the answer to be this, so he was quite moved and fist-bumped with the opponent.

Shuanghuang also took advantage of this moment to take a rest. Arika just said that they did a good job and could complete the task within the specified time.

"Teacher Huang, the next time the program team invites me, it might be better for you to boycott."

"I think so too. I feel like the coal mine and construction worker specials are still vivid in my mind, but I never dreamed that I would go to a foreign country to wash clothes." Huang Lei sighed.

"Do you think you will go to Dubai to clean windows next time?"

"Shh!"

Huang Lei heard what the other party said and quickly silenced him.

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you know what trouble comes from your mouth? The theme of several episodes of the program is just a casual remark made by the members, and the production team will write it down and produce it directly. Don't cause trouble for yourself."

"That's your bad luck too." Huang Bo didn't care.

"Ha, I believe the director will not forget you."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and then looked in the direction of the program crew.

Su Yan hasn't said a few words since he arrived here in the morning to start shooting. The position of the camera was arranged in advance, the sessions were fixed, and the members chatted individually.

He is more like a mascot than a director.

Several of the more than 20 staff members were newcomers, and they were more excited to see him than to meet a celebrity. This is the big boss, and everyone strives for the goal.

"excuse me!" As the voice came from behind again, Su Yan stepped aside again.

Seeing that the director didn't pay attention, Huang Lei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Arika, how far have we finished?"

The employer looked at the bag and said, "Almost one hundred and fifty items, good job." He extended his thumb in praise.

"Can you take a rest?" Brother Bo turned around and asked.

"Aren't you just resting now? I think it's almost time to start working again."

"Capitalist!" Huang Bo smiled bitterly.

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone finally completed all the tasks. After delivering the clothes to the employer and saying goodbye to Arika, the filming ended.

Sitting in a nice restaurant, the artists and staff began to enjoy lunch.

Xiaosa was moaning and groaning.

The muscle soreness that he thought would only come the next day started early, making his hand holding the spoon tremble a little. Huang Lei was not much better, and kept moving his shoulders.

"This is about the amount of exercise I've done in three months."

"I'm so hungry, but I can't eat anything."

"I won't be happy until tomorrow. I'll probably have to lie down for a long time."

"What has Brother Bo been busy with recently?"

"Rest! Teacher Sa, I heard that you are going to host the Spring Festival Gala this year?" Huang Bo asked while stuffing some unknown food into his mouth.

"Well, it's a lot of pressure." Xiao Sa sighed: "By the way, Director Su, Director Zhou asked me to ask you if you want to come and have a look. He will prepare two tickets for you."

Su Yan was stunned for a moment: "In what month will the Chinese New Year be held?"

"It's earlier this year, January 28th, New Year's Eve." Huang Lei said.

"Do you have any work arrangements?"

Su Yan shook his head: "I'm okay, nothing happened. Yoona is also resting, but it's a bit far to go to Yanjing for the New Year."

"It should be that Yanshi wants you to feel the atmosphere in advance and prepare to invite you again." Huang Lei saw it more clearly.

"But I really admire Director Su." Huang Bo took over the conversation: "He even refused the invitation from Yanshi Spring Festival Gala. He is really not an ordinary person."

"Brother Bo, please don't laugh at me. The 15 billion movie star is so powerful."

"That's not money given to me. There's nothing to envy."

They were all acquaintances sitting together, and Huang Bo spoke more casually.

"In the past, we could celebrate wildly if the box office exceeded 100 million, but now, if we get 1 billion, some people say it is a failure. It's terrible. This is back to Director Su. His debut film was a blockbuster. I can only say that he is extremely talented."

Su Yan waved his hand: "It's also luck. There weren't any competitive films during the time it was released. It's really not certain if it's another time."

Huang Lei snickered: "If you say this, it makes Director Qian Yu so embarrassed. Besides, luck is also a part of strength."

A few people were sitting together eating and chatting. The itinerary had been decided. They would take the flight back home in the evening and there was still plenty of time.

While he was smiling, the cell phone on the table rang. It was Su Yan's.

"It's amazing, my brother, this guy actually took the initiative to call you." Xiao Sa exclaimed after looking at the caller ID.

(Thanks to Feiwushou Laotie for the reward. Did everyone buy their hands today? I didn’t!)


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