"Kiln town is famous for producing blue and white porcelain. During the rainy season, the fine raindrops patter on the oil-paper umbrella. The porcelain master under the umbrella carries the porcelain clay through the blue tile alleys full of ancient charm, and the cloth shoes step on the green tiles.On the slate, the splashed water wets the trouser legs, but it can’t stop the master’s pace. As the rain gradually subsides, white smoke rises from the porcelain kiln, and the aroma of burning pine wood lingers over the small town. People in the alley push awayThe wooden window stuck its head out, and the firing of the blue and white porcelain began..."

Yi Heng recited all the lines in one breath, with eloquence and emotion, enunciating words clearly, and demeanor calmly, holding the aura of being an official.

"Okay!" the director shouted to stop, and everyone on the scene applauded Yi Heng.

The director once collaborated with Yi Heng on a documentary and was deeply impressed by him. He never thought that the two would meet again under such a situation.

The director patted him on the shoulder and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Yi, your professional level is still so strong."

Yi Heng said: "Don't call me Mr. Yi anymore, I've retired, and now I'm a small employee of the Cultural Bureau, I can't bear the respectful title of a big director like you, just call me by my name."

"It's a pity." The director knew that he was forced to leave by the mess in the circle, so he couldn't help but sigh, and then he became worried again: "I want to give you a vaccination first, most of the guests who come this time are..."

"I know they are from Zhongyang." Yi Heng looked at him, straightened his face, and said seriously: "I don't talk about personal grievances during working hours, I represent our unit, and everything must be subject to the leadership's arrangements. Director, please rest assured."

He wouldn't be so stupid as to ruin his job just to vent his anger.

Those guests have already arrived at the accommodation arranged by the program group, and the staff explained the next shooting task.

"Please remember that we are a program in cooperation with the municipal government and the Cultural Bureau. The purpose is to promote the unique local cultural characteristics. We need you to put down the burden of being a star and experience the real rural life. You are not allowed to quit or go on strike, otherwise you will be remembered.Into the blacklist, do you understand?"

Everyone responded in unison: "Understood."

They squeezed their heads to participate in this program, a large part of which is because the program is affiliated with many official units, and it is a coveted honor to be officially recognized.

The staff said: "In order to better assist you, the Cultural Affairs Bureau has also sent a special guest."

"Oh~" A guest with studs on his ears whistled and asked with a smile, "Is she a beautiful sister?"

The staff replied: "It's a male guest, he looks really good-looking."

"Cut, it's boring." The man with earrings looked at Song Sen and said with disdain: "He can still look better than my brother Sen? Just kidding."

Coincidentally, Yi Heng heard this sentence as soon as he entered the door. If he had seen Song Sen's face in the past, he would have wanted to tear it up, but now he has been able to calm down.

There are too many people who look alike in the world, so why bother with yourself.

The director coughed twice: "Come here, everyone. This is our special guest, a staff member of the Cultural Bureau's Propaganda Department. His name is Yi Heng. Let's give a round of applause."

Except for the staff, none of the guests applauded and stared at Yi Heng strangely.

Yi Heng didn't mind, his eyes didn't linger on any one person, he said sonorously: "Next, I will accompany you to complete the filming, I hope we can get along happily."

A pair of do not know them, business-like attitude.

I don't know if I'm happy or not, anyway, the guests present felt as if they had knocked over a seasoning box, with mixed feelings.

It's been a long time since last saw him. The laughingstock in the circle has turned into a civil servant, jumping directly from the mud into the sea. It's more magical than novels. No wonder all the negative news about him on the Internet has disappeared.

The netizens who watched the live broadcast were much more lively than them.

"Damn! Old irons, tell me today is April Fool's Day, right? Why can Yiren scum be tested?!"

"Yeah, I really want to go ashore too, I'm still thumping QAQ after all the scumbags are on board"

"He has been cleansed a long time ago, and now his worth is different. Be careful with your wording, and don't insult the staff of the agency."

"Envy, other than envy is jealousy"

...

In order to better show the rural life, the program group will not provide three meals a day, and the guests need to pick crops and sell them in the market in exchange for living expenses.

The next day, the sky was still bright, Yao Town had just experienced a rain, and the radish field was muddy and wet. The guests were wearing rubber shoes, and they got stuck in the mud after walking a few steps.Head to butt came into close contact with the earth, and within a few minutes they became embarrassed, but the camera was facing them, they couldn't play their temper and quit, gritted their teeth and reached into the mud to dig carrots. From the distorted faces, you can seehow much pain they had.

Looking at Yi Heng's side, it was a completely different atmosphere. He showed up at nine o'clock, moved a small horse and sat on the ridge of the field to watch them work hard, and introduced the local specialty, sweet radish, to the camera with a smile on his face.

The man with the earrings was dissatisfied immediately after watching this scene. They are all guests, so why should they work so hard and get dirty, and Yi Heng can be clean and tidy for the camera: "Brother Sen, look at him."

Song Sen straightened up, looked in the direction of the man with earrings, saw Yi Heng's dazzling smile, and lowered his head again: "We can't control it, we have to let the director control it."

The man with the earrings was even more aggrieved, and directly went to the director to file a complaint. Either everyone should stop doing it, or they should be treated equally.

The director showed embarrassment: "Oh, they were sent by the top to help, and they are not under our control. Their work content is different from yours. If you feel unbalanced in your heart, you can learn from him to take the public exam?"

The man with the earrings was speechless for a moment, and reluctantly went back into the mud.

After about an hour of tossing around, the sky turned white, and the morning market at the foot of the town began, and the guests had to sell the radishes they picked. Most of the people who came to buy vegetables were old men and women.They only care about whether the food is juicy or not, and whether the price is cheap or not.

The guests couldn’t bear to yell, but in order to fit the life as much as possible, the program team would not intervene. In the blink of an eye, only a few were sold, which was not enough for everyone’s lunch. The sun was so hot at noon, and some people complained.

Yi Heng saw that the two pointers on the watch reached the position of 12 and coincided. He stood up immediately, put away the ponytail and tucked it under his armpits, wiped off the mud on his trouser legs, and joined his eager colleagues who had been waiting for a long time..

Eat and eat.

After staying in the Cultural Bureau for a long time, he has become accustomed to commuting to and from get off work at different times, and he is not active in eating and has problems in thinking.

Everyone stared at them with wide eyes, unbelievable, they are leaving now?

The director stopped him: "Hey, Yi Heng, haven't the dishes been sold out yet? You guys are leaving."

Yi Heng said calmly: "The rest time stipulated in our bureau is from 12:00 noon to 2:30 pm. There are no special circumstances to not work overtime. This is a rule."

As soon as this remark came out, eyes called "envy" were cast from all directions. They were hot, and there was a strong sour smell in the air.

As long as you pass the exam, who wouldn't like a job where you can get off work on time, have weekends and weekends, play casually, take paid vacations, and not be squeezed by the boss.

The director said sadly: "...that's fine, you guys go."

He is not their leader, how can he stop others from not obeying the rules and regulations?

There was still work to do in the afternoon, so they didn't go far, so they found a table and sat down at the beef offal stand diagonally opposite..

At this time, the people who hadn't finished filming invariably didn't look over there, their stomachs growling.

"This kind of small shop is unhygienic at first glance, and you will have a stomachache after eating it." The man with the earrings glanced over his head, his mouth was disgusted, but his body swallowed again honestly.

The market here will be held until around four o'clock in the afternoon. The traffic in the afternoon is not as good as in the morning. After more than an hour, there is still no sale. The temperature is rising, the guests are anxious, the staff are anxious, the directormore urgent.

He also wanted to drink cold beer and blow the electric fan with Yi Heng and the others, but he couldn't get away, watching them eat with gusto made his teeth itch.

I don't even know how to bring him a copy!

After another meeting, a kind-hearted aunt came to the vegetable stall: "Hey, this radish is so juicy, how can I sell it?"

Seeing someone coming to the door, a female guest hurriedly quoted the price.

The aunt shook her head, hesitated and said, "It's a bit expensive."

"Auntie, don't go, we can give you a discount." The female guest said.

The aunt stretched out a finger: "The leaves of the radishes are gone, and they are worthless. They cost a catty and ten cents a bite. I want them all, and you can sell them or not."

"This..." Auntie bargained too hard, but if she doesn't sell it now, these radishes may all be thrown into her hands.

While hesitating.

"Not for sale." Yi Heng's voice came, and the aunt saw that he was wearing the ID card of the bureau around his neck, so she knew he was not someone to be messed with, and left angrily.

The business that came to the door finally ran away, and the guests complained to him: "Didn't you go to rest? What are you doing here to disturb our business!"

"So I should still watch her slaughter you like pigs?" Yi Heng said, "She is a special kind of vegetable seller who takes advantage of your desire to sell out quickly, and specializes in selling vegetables at the beginning or end of the market.When it comes to picking up leaks at a low price, and then reselling them to restaurants and restaurants at double the price, it’s similar to what we often call scalpers, and they all make the difference.”

Everyone suddenly realized, and the resentment disappeared immediately, and the thin-skinned people immediately apologized to him.

The director nodded to him: "Sure enough, intellectuals are different. They have a sense of justice and know more."

"Director, you're exaggerating too much." Yi Heng said.

In fact, Yi Heng didn't help them out of good intentions, but because he didn't expect the offal to be so expensive. They didn't bring much cash, and they didn't bring out their mobile phones during working hours. After talking with the boss, they agreed to make up the difference with carrots.

For the image of the bureau, he needs a reasonable reason to borrow some carrots.

After the market was over, they didn't sell much. Yi Heng proposed to sell the radishes to a nearby restaurant to reduce the price, at least to recover the cost.

The price of the hotel owner was so high that he was able to bargain as much as that aunt. The guests showed their identities and wanted to raise the price with celebrity effect, but the boss didn't like it.

"Boss, do you know who we are?"

"I know, so what? A radish is a radish, no matter how big your face is, it can't change its essence."

Seeing that it was going to be six o'clock in the afternoon, they would be forced to work overtime. Yi Heng could only go in to help under the expectant eyes of his colleagues.

As soon as the restaurant owner saw Yi Heng coming in with his badge, most of his arrogance faded away. The owner of the restaurant was most afraid of being checked by his superiors. The two discussed it in good spirits for a few minutes.Things are sold.

During the whole process, the guests standing on the side were the most embarrassed. They either left or stayed. They felt slapped in the face, and they didn't know who to turn to.

The guests took the money to eat the first full meal of the day, and were worried about how to go back. The residence is a certain distance from here, and it was dark and tired when walking back, and there was not enough money to rent a car.

Standing on the side of the road and worrying, suddenly several electric cars whizzed by in front of them, Yi Heng hitched a ride with his colleague and waved at them with a bottle of iced Coke in his hand.

"We're off work first, you guys come on and go back."

The raised dust dispersed, leaving everyone stunned in place.

Some guests were dissatisfied: "Why do they still have cars?!"

Is this also possible?

The director said quietly: "They bring their own, and when it's off-duty time, they can do whatever they want."

"..." Everyone silently closed their mouths, swallowing sourly.

No matter how greedy, there is only envy.

Their residence was remodeled from an old abandoned house in the town. It has basic facilities, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. Not far away, Yiheng and the hotel where they live are brightly lit, and their residence is not lit.The situation is like a haunted house.

I was exhausted physically and mentally, but after seeing the comparison, I have nothing to love.

Protesting is useless. In a word, you are different. Either continue to shoot according to the contract, or pay liquidated damages and leave.

The man with earrings is a strong man but a capable man. After a day's work, he lost his temper at all, and just wanted to sleep on the bed like a pile of mud.

But at this time, the director asked them to gather in the living room. Yi Heng came over after taking a shower and having dinner, and explained to them the task for tomorrow.

"Tomorrow you are going to experience the whole process of firing the kiln. You need to start with digging the clay, and it will be broadcast live. It will be very hard. Tonight, go to bed early to build up your strength."

The man with the earrings asked, "What about you?"

Yi Heng looked at the task list: "I only need to explain to you at the side."

It's another comfortable job where you only use your mouth and don't use your hands.

The man with the earrings came back to the room, completely sleepy, and he didn't feel right no matter what he thought, he took out his mobile phone and searched the benefits of an iron rice bowl on a certain degree, after reading it carefully, he immediately edited another Weibo.

"Does anyone know how to eat public meals? Wait online, it's very urgent!"