"Here you come."

The young man took Song Jing over, followed by the photographer and director, and everyone was concerned about Song Jing and the others' movements.

Of course, you can't show what you shouldn't show.

Song Jing walked up to him, glanced at the old man, showing a standard smile. At least he was an actor, and he knew what he should perform, but the doubt in his heart could not stop him.

Why do you feel this way for an old man?

You should know that he is sensitive now, and if he feels bad, it will not be a good thing.

There won't be ucts, right?

Song Jing was suddenly shocked.

She is almost forced into stress by UCT now.

It’s just that when you see something wrong, you think it’s a reappearance of UCT.

The key is that if there is no abnormal movement, she doesn't know where the uct is, which is a very difficult problem.

And once uct appears, it means that people may die.

Song Jing: “…”

Damn!

After saying hello to the old man and giving some greetings, Song Jing expressed his purpose. When he heard that she was going to learn drums, it was obvious that the program team had greeted him, but the old man raised his head and stared at Song Jing with a pair of sunken eyes that were still quite enchanting. The director behind him felt it was a bit terrifying.

"You want to learn drums?"

His voice was still hoarse, and Song Jing nodded: "Yes, Master, I hope you can teach me, you only need some guidance."

The old man did not answer this question first, but instead asked Song Jing: "Do you know what material is better to make the best drum?"

Song Jing only knows drums, but has never been exposed to drums. How did she know what drums should be made of?

If you say so many mistakes, it’s better to record the program. If it fails, it will be bad, so Song Jing is very honest: “I don’t know much about these aspects, so I hope the master will give me some advice.”

The old man showed a strange smile and said, "You stay tonight, and I will start teaching you tomorrow morning."

He avoided this question.

Song Jing's eyebrows relaxed, and the director behind him nodded, and Song Jing responded.

The materials recorded today were enough. They ran for a long time to find the old man.

The rest should be Wu Yuehan and the others.

Wu Yuehan and the others who got the clues soon arrived late. They were also looking for the old man. After seeing Song Jing arrive early, nothing unexpected happened.

At this time, Song Jing was still in the camera, but with permission, she could already have a meal.

After a day of searching, she was hungry and pressed against her back. When Wu Yuehan and the others came, it was already night.

Tonight, the moon appeared rarely in the sky. The end of the road was bright, and the old man was still sitting there, with a few drums coming from time to time.

Han Yingyi and Jiang Yuxiang are in the same group. Both of them are old fried dough sticks. They probably want to learn as soon as possible and ask some old people about speed learning skills about drums.

Wu Yuehan was here with Song Jing, and she started to finish her meal. She ate the vegetarian porridge she bought for her. Song Jing wanted to ask her about the old man, but now there are too many shots and it is not suitable. She can only wait until late at night.

Little Curly followed the crew. He looked good. The program staff would be full of maternal love whenever a woman saw him, and would not care about him following him.

When I was sleeping at night, I couldn't sleep with these ordinary houses, so I ran outside to open a hotel room.
Chapter completed!