Huayu: From "Good Fortune Across the Sky" to becoming a top star

Although the visuals are beautiful, it's at most a short film of about ten minutes.

Jiang Xun's solo shots were filmed quickly.

Next up is a shot of Tian Xiwei.

The original idea was for her to wander alone on the grassland, Cuoka Lake, and Hongshan Mountain... but we didn't expect Tian Xiwei to have such strong athletic talent and learn to ride a horse so quickly, so we added a scene of her riding a horse on the spot.

Compared to Jiang Xun's youthful spirit, Tian Xiwei's horseback riding exudes a more carefree and contented feeling.

Jiang Xun and General Manager Zhang communicated for a while and quickly finalized the version.

"Tian Xiwei, in a moment, do this—" Jiang Xun gestured, "Ride on a horse, arms outstretched, head tilted back slightly. Can you do that?"

Tian Xi glanced at Xiao Hong and realized that her bond with it was already very deep.

This request is a piece of cake.

"no problem!"

Jiang Xun volunteered to take over the photography job.

He held a mirrorless camera mounted on a sleek stabilizer and followed the horse's body to take pictures.

After all, this requires completely loosening the reins and using one's own sense of balance to control oneself and prevent falling. In case of any accident, he can also protect Tian Xiwei.

"start!"

Tian Xiwei first had the horse walk a couple of steps, and quickly got into the mood. She opened her arms as instructed, trying to make her expression as natural as possible.

With eyes closed and a smile on her face, she looked completely relaxed and content.

"Yes, you passed! Great job!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xi opened her eyes slightly, her body swayed, and she almost slipped off the horse.

Jiang Xun reacted quickly, grabbing her hand and lifting it up.

Tian Xiwei's fingertips were warm and soft, and she gently rubbed them against his palm.

She patted her chest with her other hand, still shaken: "That scared me to death, I almost fell."

Then she looked at Jiang Xun with a smile, without pulling her hand away.

"Alright, get ready for the next one."

Only then did she realize the ambiguous position the two had just been in, and her ears turned slightly red.

"Thanks."

"fine."

Jiang Xun released his grip and turned to adjust the equipment with a normal expression.

……

In just one morning, the main footage of the short film was basically completed.

During the lunch break, there was no special trip back to the county town, nor were there any boxed lunches. The village chief knew it was for promoting the hometown, so the meal was quite sumptuous, consisting of authentic Tibetan cuisine.

Auspicious porridge, braised beef, mutton, barley cakes, and tsampa were laid out all over the floor.

Everyone sat around the blanket and began to eat in a lively atmosphere.

Tian Xiwei took the lead, picking up a piece of beef and taking a bite.

The next second, his expression became quite interesting.

Jiang Xun tilted his head and leaned closer, lowering his voice to say, "This is the pure Tibetan meal I told you about before. No seasonings, no scallions or ginger slices, just boiled in water. How is it?"

"I can't get used to the food," Tian Xi said softly, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Have some tsampa. You should be able to handle the sweetness." Jiang Xun picked up a piece of tsampa from the bowl and handed it to her.

Tian Xiwei held the piece of beef that had been bitten in her hand, caught in a dilemma.

She really couldn't eat, but she couldn't put it down either. So many people were watching, and everyone else was eating with relish, so why was she being so dramatic?

She gritted her teeth, preparing to swallow it down despite her reluctance.

Jiang Xun shook his head, reached out and took the beef brisket from her hand, pretended to blow on the spot where she had bitten it, and then took a bite.

Tian Xi was slightly taken aback, and the corners of her mouth quietly curled up.

Jiang Xun chewed twice, then squinted his eyes: "Didn't you brush your teeth?"

Tian Xiwei gently patted him and said reproachfully, "No! I already swiped!"

After finishing our meal, we continued filming.

The next scene we filmed was the one Jiang Xun and Tian Xiwei conceived on their way to Xinlong—

Tian Xiwei came to Xinlong to clear her mind after a breakup.

The final version will not explain the cause and effect; it will only require a little performance from Tian Xiwei, along with a monologue, to let the audience fill in the blanks themselves.

Mr. Zhang took out his phone and called the bus driver he had already contacted.

There are buses in the village, but the frequency is relatively low.

While waiting for the car, the group set up a tent on the grass for Tian Xiwei to change her clothes.

There were only Jiang Xun and Tian Xiwei in the tent.

Tian Xiwei took the clothes out of her bag; there were only three pieces of clothing.

Two windproof jackets, one black and one gray, and one that isn't a windproof jacket.

"You're supposed to be a female celebrity, can't you at least improve your taste?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei pouted, looking aggrieved: "I don't have much money to buy lots of pretty clothes."

Jiang Xun chose the one that wasn't a windbreaker: "Wear it, and call me when you're done."

"Then wait for me a moment, I'll be right there."

Will you take off your Tibetan clothes?

"Don't worry, I'm smart. If I don't get it the first time, I'll definitely get it the second time."

Jiang Xun sat down on the grass, gazing into the distance, contemplating life.

A moment later, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around—

Tian Xiwei stood outside the tent, one leg bent, one hand on her hip, and the other hand forming a "Seven" to support her chin: "Cool girl! Aren't you cool?"

She wore a bright yellow faux suede coat over a white shearling vest.

Against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains, he shone like a little sun on the grassland.

"Nice." Jiang Xun stood up. "But this hairstyle isn't right, I'll change it for you."

Tian Xiwei let out an exaggerated "Wow!" before changing the subject: "You can do this too?"

"There's nothing I can't do, only things you haven't thought of."

There was no mirror in the tent, so Tian Xiwei sat on a small stool.

Jiang Xun half-squatted behind her, his warm fingertips tracing along her hair parting, from the parting of her bangs all the way to the back of her neck, neatly dividing her jet-black hair into two halves.

He first grabbed a lock of hair on the left side, steadily divided it into three strands, and skillfully intertwined and wove them with his fingertips.

Stop braiding when you reach about one-third of the way down the hair, and tie it securely with a knot.

Tian Xi shook her head slightly: "Are you done?"

"it's beautiful!"

"Me?" Tian Xi turned her head slightly, her big eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

Jiang Xun pointed to himself with his thumb: "My skills!"

"Hmph!" Tian Xiwei took out her phone, opened the front camera, and her eyes lit up. She sincerely gave Jiang Xun a thumbs up, "I, Tian Xiwei, acknowledge your skills! When I become a big star, I'll hire you as my personal stylist with a high salary!"

"I think it would be easier for you to be my stylist."

"Are you looking down on me?"

After waiting a while, the bus arrived.

In the past, these vehicles were covered in mud and dust, but today they were spotless, without a single stain. A sign hung on the front of the vehicle: Ganzi—Xinlong.

The carriage was full of people, all dressed in Tibetan clothing, and each one looked quite handsome/beautiful.

When promoting your hometown, you definitely need to choose the parts that look good on camera.

The photography crew carried their equipment onto the vehicle, found a good spot, and set it up.

Everything is in place.

"Do you know how to film it?" Jiang Xun asked Tian Xiwei.

"How do you shoot it?"

Jiang Xun held up one finger: "Melancholy!"

"That's all?" Tian Xi tilted her head slightly.

"Melancholic, beautiful, and natural."

"Received." Tian Xi patted her chest and raised her chin slightly. "I will give you an Oscar-worthy performance."