Chapter 16 Hot Discussion
Hearing this, the eyes of many crew members lit up, and the head of the crew in charge of publicity even had his eyes darting around!
"Director, director, I have a suggestion"
"Let's not call the police for now, how about using this sword to make a promotional video first?"
Stay The man with a goatee said excitedly: "Look, director, how well-preserved is this sword? Antiques of this level can only be seen in museums!"
"And it's a genuine ancient treasure. If Miss Yu'er is allowed to use it to shoot a promotional video, the two swords combined, once it is broadcast, the publicity effect will definitely be top-notch!"
" Of course, we won’t destroy it, just put on a P0SE carefully.”
Hearing this, many crew members were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became a little uncomfortable!
Using antiques to shoot promotional videos?
Is this really okay?
Would it be illegal?
Especially Tang Yuer, who was next to her, was immediately stunned. Although she had thought about taking a photo when she first met the ruins, it was only because of excitement.
Now that time has passed, she has calmed down. If such a precious cultural relic is destroyed due to abnormal filming, it will definitely be a huge loss in Chinese history.
Tang Yuer hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to refuse, he heard the fat director frowning.
“No!”
"An antique of this level cannot be destroyed easily. If this is really the sword of the First Emperor and is used for filming, wouldn't it be disrespectful?"
"But..." the person in charge of publicity and development still thought. What he said was blocked by the fat director.
"Shut up, there is no need to discuss this matter. The promotional video will be shot as usual. This place cannot be exposed. Do you understand?"
The little goatee opened his mouth, and finally just Neng sighed helplessly: "I know, director."
"Okay, okay, let's take action! You can take photos and visit, but no one is allowed to touch this ruins! In case it gets damaged a little bit , don’t blame me for being rude!”
"This is the treasure of our ancestors. Do you understand cultural relics and treasures? Be respectful!"
The fat director, who used to be amiable and kind, is quite serious now, because only by seeing more treasures can he understand. The relics discovered by Tang Yuer are so precious.
"No one can move until the police arrive!"
Faced with the fat director's request, everyone nodded and had no intention of refusing.
After all, as the first emperor of Chinese civilization through the ages, the First Emperor can almost be regarded as one of the earliest ones in the Yanhuang bloodline. His style, even in the contemporary era thousands of years later, still infects everyone. Named descendants of Yan and Huang.
Now that they have discovered a sword that was most likely forged by the First Emperor himself, how could they be disrespectful?
This kind of spontaneous worship is the admiration and surrender that comes from the depth of blood.
The crew carefully began to clean up the surroundings. They did not mess around randomly near the bronzes, but cleaned up the stones and weeds around the ruins.
Then the alarm for that alarm, the notification for that notification.
The fat director decided to temporarily stop the filming process for a day and move the crew's filming location here.
Because they just received a reply from the police, this place is too remote. If you want to come here, you have to do it the next day at the earliest. As the discoverers of the ruins, they have the responsibility and obligation to protect the ruins before the police arrive. Faced with the fat director's proposal, many crew members agreed that no one had any complaints. After all, it was a rare cultural relic. It was most likely a treasure left by the First Emperor himself, so no one could be careless.
What's more, the next stage of their filming is also in the forest, so moving here is no big deal.
Looking at the lively crew members around him, Tang Yuer also straightened his back. I discovered this ruins!
But while he was proud, Tang Yuer was also a little lucky.
Thanks to my previous caution, although I picked up the Ding Qin Sword, I only held it for a short time and was extremely cautious. I even wrapped my hand with a piece of cloth when I picked it up, without any real contact. .
While many crew members were busy, traveling long distances, and preparing to transfer shooting props in the forest.
Somewhere not far away from them was an unknown place. On the deserted mountain
“Damn it, there are no mushrooms.”
The man came out of the hole with a curse, threw the Luoyang shovel in his hand aside, and pushed himself out of the soil with all his strength. Pulled out of the pit, his face looked ugly.
"Who the hell said there was a treasure here?"
"After three days of digging underground, I couldn't even find a copper path, except tree roots, just tree roots, let alone a pot, you bullshit tomb None!"
Can Mazi said with an ugly expression.
Can Mazi lives up to his name. He wears shabby clothes, has an unkempt beard, and has wrinkles on his face. He looks about fifty years old, honest and honest, no different from ordinary rural farmers, and has no physical disabilities. So he was called Can Pockmarked because when he was young, he had an infection in his lower body and his face was pockmarked and disabled. That's why he got such a nickname on the road.
However, although Can Mazi looks honest and honest, generally no one dares to provoke him on the road, because Can Mazi once served as a warrior monk when he was young. Later, when the temple became corrupt, he relied on himself in the temple. I learned Feng Shui and got into this industry.
The experience of being a monk made Can Mazi extremely skilled and had a vicious vision. He was proficient in all kinds of sticks and firearms, especially his boxing and kicking skills, which were top-notch.
But the main reason for not provoking him on the main road is not these, but that this Can Mazi really dares to kill people.
More than twenty years ago, there was a large tomb in Songshan. Many tomb robbers went there, Can Mazi was one of them, but in the end it seemed that there was a dispute because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. Can Mazi knocked all the other dozen people to death in the woods alone.
One of them was the descendant of a big force on the road. As a result, that big force had been chasing Can Mazi for more than ten years without success. Instead, many of his pursuers were killed. In the end, this matter Let it go.
I still remember the big deal clearly.
However, today's trip to the ancient city of Xianyang was not as smooth as before.
“Fuck you, fuck me!”
“It’s obvious that the feng shui has changed, there are treasures here, why the fuck aren’t there? I dug my ass out in three days!”
After spitting, Can Mazi crawled out of the thief's cave, packed his things, and prepared to try his luck in another fight tomorrow.
However, just when he was about to find a place to have something to eat, he suddenly heard footsteps.
Um?
Anyone?
Judging from the footsteps, it seems like a lot?
(End of this chapter)