Chapter 438: Like a large pen, a beautiful picture
Chen Yong's lips moved, as if sarcastic words were about to burst out in the next second.
But his expression changed in the end and he laughed, "Luo Hao, you really believe it."
"I believe it." Luo Hao looked at Chen Yong seriously, a little strange, " Why don’t I believe it?”
“It’s not a matter of mentioning feudal superstition. I believe you if you want to. How can a person like you believe such a thing?” Chen Yong narrowed his eyes. With Luo Hao.
"Qian Lao's roommate and the person who studied rockets together also have a black magician." Luo Hao said seriously, "Chen Yong, if you don't come into contact with the latest cutting-edge technology, you will definitely not be able to defeat the black magician in the end. "?" Chen Yong was surprised.
He really didn’t know that there were black magicians among the people who founded NASA with Mr. Qian!
The joking look on Chen Yong's face suddenly turned serious. Luo Hao said that he could not defeat the black magician, and Chen Yong believed it.
Technology, productivity, is combat effectiveness!
The endless lightning strikes on wood are proof of this.
And to what extent have those black magicians evolved? Chen Yong's expression became more serious.
"Why did Bai Dicheng's sect become extinct? I guess half of it was due to the fighting, and the other half was because the Japanese used guns during the fighting."
"Fuck you, you..." "Chen Yong couldn't help it anymore. He was about to spit on Luo Hao when he suddenly closed his mouth.
Luo Hao didn't say anything, and he was not in a hurry to go back to see Fan Dongkai and Dr. Jason.
"I'll show you something fun." Chen Yong suddenly changed the topic.
“Oh? What?”
“A drone made of lightning-strike wood. It’s actually not difficult. I bought a small motor on 1688. Use plastic as much as possible where plastic can be used to fly. The wing is the lightning strike wood. The black magician is evolving, and I am also evolving."
Chen Yong took out his phone, found a photo, and handed it to Luo Hao.
“Don’t look around, I’ll fall out with you if I see something you shouldn’t see.”
"..." Luo Hao didn't know whether Chen Yong and Lao Liu had the same habit as young people, taking a lot of messy photos.
“Why do you make this thing?”
Luo Hao took a look at Chen Yong’s drone and roughly understood that the metal content inside was extremely low, so he returned the phone to Chen Yong .
It would be okay if Chen Yong didn't say it. As soon as he said he wouldn't let him look through the photo album on his phone, Luo Hao really wanted to see it.
My fingers have even begun to have thoughts of sliding the album without obeying the instructions of my brain.
It would be better to hurry up and return it. If he saw anything, Luo Hao would feel embarrassed.
"The simpler it is, the simpler it is."
"???" Luo Hao glanced at Chen Yong, "What are you talking about."
"Damn it, I'm just thinking about it myself." Chen Yong smiled and approached Luo Hao, "What did you do?" You old man, do you want to go back?"
"Yes." Luo Hao nodded honestly, "So I'm working hard now. Harbin Institute of Technology is involved in the space station project, and Boss Zhou told me. Somewhere, I think I should go too.”
"What you did in the future was to lay the wheels flat and kill everyone taller than the wheels, then dig up the ancestors' graves, burn the coffin boards to ashes, and then obliterate all written materials."
< br>“What about you?”
“Thunder Strike Wood’s drone wards off evil spirits... Let’s not talk about this, Ye Qingqing said that someone in her classmate is doing face recognition. This thing is equipped with a face recognition system. If it finds your enemy, the drone will fly directly over and the face recognition will kill you with one hit."
"! ! ” Luo Hao was slightly startled. If the radar can’t detect it, this thing has something going on.
"Normally, a small amount of gunpowder should be carried on it, but don't we have an unlimited amount of lightning-strike wood? This thing will do much more damage to vampires than a cross or something like that."
"Who did you listen to?"
"My master, he said it was written in the book. There were a large number of Kunlun slaves in the country back then, you know."
"... "
"Those Kunlun slaves were all castrated. There were a lot of cultural exchanges back then. There are also records of similar battles. If it's a human, drones + facial recognition + a small amount of gunpowder can do it; if it's a vampire or something else, lightning strikes are enough."
"Can you put your mind to it. Medically, it would be fine to have two more surgeries." Luo Hao couldn't help but start to lecture.
Full of daddy flavor.
"Don't worry about it, it won't delay the operation." Chen Yong waved his hand casually, "I do handcrafts with Lao Liu every day to enhance our relationship. You are a straight man, you know how to eat shit."< br>
Luo Hao’s cell phone rang.
Opening it and taking a look, Luo Hao smiled, "The video editing is finished."
"What video?"
"Video of the trip to Hulin Agricultural Company a few days ago."
"Holy crap! Let's go and see it."
"Don't worry, I'll contact a theater."< br>
"???" Chen Yong was startled and looked at Luo Hao. He was just watching a video. It couldn't be called a documentary, it was only ten or twenty minutes long. As for the theater reservation?
Luo Hao seemed to have read Chen Yong's mind and smiled slightly, "As for this, this is the first documentary that Boss Zhou has appeared in. Although the boss doesn't say it, he is thinking about everything. I was named these Laoshizi during my lifetime and after my death.”
"Hey, hey, boss Zhou has returned to the imperial capital."
Luo Hao stopped talking to Chen Yong and started to contact him.
It should have been prepared for a long time. Although the date has not been set, Boss Lou has already made an agreement with Wanda Cinema to wait for the video sample of the documentary to be released.
"I'll go find Boss Lou. You go and call everyone who can. Let's start at five o'clock." Luo Hao told Chen Yong.
“Who is the lowest?”
"Director Pei."
"Okay."
...
In the Imperial Capital, Director Gu happily opened the webpage, a dedicated webpage of the Ministry of Agriculture, and downloaded the documentary.
"How much longer?" Boss Zhou asked.
"Ten minutes, boss, there is a lot of content shot this time, and it is still so big after editing."
"It seems that it is not only edited and shot, but the main content is also the animation produced by Tiangong ." Boss Zhou smiled implicitly, feeling very proud.
“Oh oh oh.”
Director Gu was very curious.
Director Gu was extremely reluctant when his boss went to shoot a documentary not long ago, and he even asked for leave to accompany him.
But his boss was very interested and refused his request to accompany him.
Don’t be exhausted after a long journey, Director Gu has been worried.
After all, the boss was injured on the front line and has been in poor health. In recent years, he has not even left the imperial capital, so he can rest at home and take care of himself.
Only Luo Hao has a lot of clever ideas.
More than a week later, the boss came back and he seemed to be in good spirits and not tired at all.
No matter how I asked, the boss wouldn't say anything, but his smile couldn't hide his joy.
Ask Luo Hao, that bitch didn’t say anything, he had a scheming expression on his face, but he couldn’t figure it out no matter how he calculated it.
At least in Director Gu's opinion, Luo Hao kept it secret from him, and his expression just didn't make sense no matter how hard he calculated it.
What does a little kid know?
But now I am downloading the documentary. According to the Internet speed in the department, it takes more than ten minutes. There must be some content.
The boss scratched his head like a young man and kept asking how many more there were.
A few minutes later, the download was completed. Director Gu connected the projector, closed the curtains and turned off the lights.
In the small office, the projector made a rustling sound, which felt a little subtle.
Birds chirped.
It was not an ordinary bird call, Director Gu had never heard it before.
The screen was pitch black and only the chirping of birds echoed in my ears.
Suddenly, the screen lit up, and I opened my eyes from the first-person perspective, and the simple and honest expression of Bamboo in black and white appeared in front of me.
But then he closed his eyes again, and the bamboo disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing the bamboo, Director Gu showed a kind aunt smile on his face.
Bamboo, the group favorite, the boss likes it, and Director Gu also likes it.
The moment he saw Zhuzi, Director Gu cursed in his heart, it would be great if that bitch Luo Hao came back early and Zhuzi lived in Beidong.
Before the thought fell, the "eyes" in the picture opened again.
As the field of vision gradually widened, the familiar voice of my boss appeared on the screen.
Beside the boss, Zhuzi was lying on the side, cradling the boss's arm with his head. On the other side, a big black dog with only half a face sat down, seemingly on guard.
In the sky, a... red-crowned crane is soaring.
Fuck!
Director Gu watched eagerly as the boss leaned against a big tree, with the morning glow behind him, bamboos beside him, the big dog with half a face, and the red-crowned crane.
The distant background is the endless rice fields.
Like a dream.
Beautiful.
"Who is that dog?" Director Gu asked.
"After Xiaoluohao came back, he encountered an incident. The police dog was slashed and half of his face was chopped off. He carried the injured police dog to the operating room, and also invited Xiaomao to the rescue station and gave it to I'm rescued. Now I'm retired, and I'm going to work as a janitor at Ha Dong." Boss Zhou looked a little confused at this scene, it's so beautiful.
In the picture, Boss Zhou raised his hand to coil the bamboo. The bamboo fell down and lay next to Boss Zhou.
Seeing this scene, Director Gu's heart suddenly jumped. Don't let the three hundred kilograms of bamboo weigh on the boss.
But it is obvious that the worry is unnecessary. Bamboo is smarter than the monkeys in Emei Mountain. It just lies next to the boss and acts cute, and does not pressure the boss at all.
With a bird call, the red-crowned crane spread its arms and landed on the big tree behind the boss.
Its beak is very long, reflecting the light in the sun, and it looks very strange.
"Boss, what kind of red-crowned crane is it?" Director Gu asked in a low voice.
“Ha, it was a red-crowned crane that lost a fight and its lower beak was broken. The breeder had no way to find Xiaoluohao. Xiaoluohao used 3D printing to make the lower beak of the red-crowned crane and installed it back.”< br>
“!!!” Director Gu exclaimed.
"How about it, it looks quite sharp."
"It's good that I didn't hurt you."
"That red-crowned crane is terribly afraid of bamboo. Bamboo seems to be its natural nemesis. , It’s okay.”
Director Gu stared at the screen with a complicated expression. Some envy, some expectation, and some worry.
The screen continues to move up slowly, and the green mountains and plains come into view.
That's rice, rice from the Northeast.
The leaves are plump and tender, and you can tell at a glance that this year’s harvest will be good.
The picture moves unhurriedly. The boss is resting leisurely against the big tree, his hand gently twirling the bamboo, and Dahei is guarding him like a guard.
Quiet, warm and pastoral style.
Director Gu thought of Tao Yuanming.
The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are returning.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it. The artistic conception is unspeakable.
The picture was raised again, and other colors appeared bit by bit.
Originally, the rice fields were not only green, Director Gu knew it. If it were pure green, it would look fake.
But as the field of vision continued to rise, Director Gu discovered something was wrong.
That’s a painting!
Paintings made of rice! !
Blue sky, white clouds, boss, bamboo, big black, and a soaring red-crowned crane.
Behind them, a painting connecting heaven and earth slowly appeared in front of them.
The four characters "military-civilian joint construction" appeared in the field of vision, as well as a sickle and a hammer, with the time marked behind them.
The wheat waves are rolling and full of vitality.
The picture is a bit rough, but between heaven and earth, I don’t know where the rafters paint a beautiful picture.
Use heaven and earth as paper, thousands of hectares of fertile fields as ink, and the livelihood of all people as pen.
A magnificent momentum jumped out.
Majestic!
Director Gu stared at this scene in a daze. He did not expect that Xiaoluohao would produce such impressive content.
In fact, Director Gu knew that his boss was envious when he saw Chai Lao singing Dingjun Mountain.
Old people of their age want fewer things, but what is left is the essence.
It is extremely difficult to help them realize it. Even if Director Gu can control the wind and rain to a certain extent and can have a lot of guests, but it is impossible for him to shoot the content that will be passed down by chance like Mr. Chai. Wan can't do it.
I never expected that Xiaoluohao's writing was so grand and clear, and he painted a beautiful picture of a gushing scene with broad strokes.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
"Boss, is this a real shot? Is that side still so green?"
"It was edited." Mr. Zhou was very satisfied with this. He smiled slightly, "The front and back are all real shots, but the timing It’s different. Hulin Agriculture Bureau also wanted to do some publicity, but the official account and Douyin account had no traffic.”
It turns out that’s the case, but this editing is too real.
“They came to the province to see if they could take advantage of the heat of the ice and snow world. Over there, there is Xingkai Lake, and the Big and Small Xingkai Lakes can also be regarded as holy places for tourism and summer vacation. . ”
“The province feels that it is not necessary to publicize it, and it is not easy to publicize it, but isn’t it seen by Xiaoluohao?”
"How's it going? Not bad."
Mr. Zhou was very interested and stared at the screen with bright eyes.
Although a simple projector cannot fully display the picture quality, what this scene requires is not lifelike picture quality, but the momentum of fighting against heaven and earth.
……
Wanda Cinema.
There was silence.
No one thought that a farm as remote as Hulin could capture such a wonderful picture.
The golden rays of the morning sun fall on the rice fields, and the mountains and rivers are painted, golden.
The red-crowned crane spreads its wings and flies, beautifully.
"Luo Hao, aren't you a bit too dominant?" Chen Yong complained softly.
In his opinion, there can only be one protagonist - bamboo.
Even Boss Zhou is in the background.
Now the drone is flying from high altitude, and only the picture scroll of heaven and earth appears, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
But the hateful red-crowned crane could occupy a little bit of the field of vision, while the bamboo turned into a small black dot. This was something Chen Yong couldn't bear.
“Don’t worry, there will be more later.”
"If that red-crowned crane causes trouble in Zhalong in the future, I will do it." Chen Yong said viciously.
"Keep reading, why are you in a hurry?" Luo Hao smiled, "This section is for you to see the wheat waves."
"Is the wheat waves as beautiful as bamboo?"
< br>Luo Hao was silent, Chen Yong was already unreasonable, and it was useless to say anything.
Da da da~~~
Writing began to appear on the right side of the screen, like typing a telegram.
The past and present life of the Agricultural Reclamation and Construction Corps is described clearly in short words.
Liberation, bandit suppression, construction, resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea were finally condensed into just a few dozen words.
Chinese characters are between heaven and earth,
top of the sky,
Stand on the ground.
Then the writing appeared and disappeared, and the picture just happened to fall back on Zhou Laopanzhu's withered right hand.
Bamboo grinned and stretched out his tongue, extremely happy.
Mr. Zhou patted the bamboo and signaled it to get up and work.
Bamboo also understands human nature. After standing up, he picked up Boss Zhou’s thermos cup and waved in the air.
The red-crowned crane flew down, and the bamboo hung the thermos cup on the crane's neck.
Fuck me!
Chen Yong experienced the filming, but he did not expect that a frame of Zhuzi joking at that time would also be edited in.
The red-crowned crane has a thermos cup hanging on its slender neck, which looks a bit funny.
Boss Zhou was walking on the edge of the wheat waves with his hands behind his back, his waist hunched over and his legs a little lame.
There is a person, a bear, a dog, a bird, and the waves of wheat are rolling, and the picture actually has a sense of realism like a lone boat and a man in a coir raincoat.
It’s just that there is no such cold loneliness, and the surroundings are full of life.
A row of combine harvesters came into view.
Boss Zhou walked past the combine harvester, and the metal at the front of the harvester reflected the light of the rising sun.
Just now it was a classical landscape and ink style, and soon the steampunk style came over.
But all these transitions are as smooth as flowing water and don't feel abrupt.
On the contrary, when switching between painting styles, Boss Zhou seems to have passed through an era. He has become a symbol, walking between two different styles, like a lonely walker.
"Luo Hao, is Tiangong's animation so good now?" Chen Yong asked in a low voice.
The scene in front of me looks natural, like a real picture captured by a drone in mid-air.
Actually, Chen Yong knew that due to time constraints, the rice fields had been harvested. It was true that Boss Zhou was walking with bamboo and Dahei, and the picture of heaven and earth in the background was also true.
But combining the two is not easy.
In addition to editing, there are also some movie-level animations to fill in the middle.
Imagination should be a bit rough, but in reality it looks natural, especially the style switching. It is not stagnant or abrupt at all, but gives people a feeling of how it should be.
"Tiangong is very cooperative. I owe Mr. Chang a favor this time."
"You didn't give me any money?"
"Yes, but rushing the work is always a favor. It seems that Chang always stopped all work temporarily and worked hard to make it."
Chen Yong was silent, watching the change in the style of the heaven and earth scroll, Somewhat dazed.
Taoism emphasizes the unity of nature and man. Master lives in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain, which is a kind of unity of nature and man.
But that kind of seclusion and practice cannot be compared with the picture scroll in front of you.
The unity of man and nature fighting against heaven and earth inspired something deep in Chen Yong's heart that had been silent for a long time, and his blood started to boil faintly.
...
"Boss, you are awesome." Director Gu was horrified for a few seconds when he saw the intertwined scene and praised sincerely.
The combine harvesters are lined up neatly, the steel reflects the soft light of the morning sun, and the steampunk atmosphere is directly over the top.
The symbol represented by my boss is not obtrusive. A lonely old man walks lamely beside the steel-like combine harvester with his hands behind his back. The strong contrast brings the vividness of the picture to its fullest. .
“Not bad, not bad, I didn’t expect this effect.”
Boss Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but his waist was straight and his eyes were staring at the screen.
He has forgotten "himself".
The hunched old man is just a symbol, a farm worker, a foolish old man, it doesn’t matter what he is, he seems to be wandering in the long river of time.
He is determined and persistent. Although his steps are slow, he is able to overcome all obstacles and move forward indomitably.
From vitality to cyberpunk, the symbol has not changed at all and remains calm.
Dahei followed closely, extremely vigilant.
Only the bamboo twists its buttocks, as if it were an embellishment in the picture, adding a touch of soft color to the solemnity of the steel forest.
“Boss, Xiaoluohao actually has this kind of artistic talent. I didn’t expect this.”
“He has such a shitty artistic talent, it was Danizi who led the team to create it. Of course, Xiaoluohao came up with the concept, and he also participated in the filming, but he didn’t have time to do the rest.”
“It’s already the limit to play with an old man like me.”< br>
Boss Zhou said this, but the smile on his lips could not be concealed, just like the parents of the top scorers in the college entrance examination said - my child is very average and did not do well in the exam this time.
Director Gu looked at the screen and raised the corners of his mouth.
This piece of shit Luo Hao is really good at flattering, and not just any ordinary, uncomfortable flattery.
He made the bosses feel comfortable.
Going to Xiehe, Boss Lang saw him now and asked when Xiaoluohao would be back. As for Boss Chai, he didn’t ask himself, but it was said that he was very dissatisfied with Luo Hao’s choice of 912 and became furious.
My own boss...
If nothing else, if the documentary ended here, it would be a masterpiece.
Put it on the short video platform and get at least one million likes.
But Director Gu knows that all this is just the beginning, and the real content has not yet begun.
Just this is enough to crush my own cognition.
Xiaoluohao is really awesome. Director Gu sighed inwardly and began to think about this year's outstanding youth.
You can’t let your boss whip you to do your work, find some time to think about it, Director Gu thought to himself.
But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.
In the picture, the eyes turned, and Director Gu's eyes seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, staring intently.
A row of bamboos lie on the ground.
"This is..."
"Robo Panda, haven't you seen it?" Boss Zhou asked.
I have seen it, Director Gu must have seen it.
But a robot panda is just a pet, an electronic pet, or even electronic waste.
Apart from being good-looking and fun, Director Gu thinks it has no merit.
But in front of me, there are thousands of robot pandas lying on the ground, probably charging.
This scene goes far beyond the decadent and unreal feeling of steampunk. Director Gu knows that this is a unique Chinese style.
In an instant, a certain fragment of DNA trembled, and a charge seemed to ring in Director Gu's ears. Those robotic pandas jumped up to bring another hundred years of peace to the motherland.
(End of this chapter)