Xue Wensheng has only one comment about his work: shit.
Xue Wensheng also commented on the place where he worked: worse than shit.
As a city beauty, it is really torture for him to come to a place like Cartabus where birds don't shit.
When I come here on a business trip, I get a black eye.
No, except for the buzzing fans and leaky windows of the hotel and the various inexplicable creatures crawling out of all kinds of inexplicable places, Xue Wensheng almost died in this nearly isolated place on the second day of filming.
Very unlucky.
But he was saved.
Great luck.
Saved by a feral child.
Little misfortune.
"Are you a photographer?" The savior who looked and looked like a wild child asked.
Yes, yes, yes, it is a human tripod that is ready for photographers whenever their schedules are chaotic.
"You have been to many places."
Yes, yes, yes, yes, I have been to n number of places where birds don't poop, including n+1 here.
"Can I see the photos you took?"
Just take a look at the pictures that were swiped down and rejected for their framing.
"These are all very pretty." The wild boy showed his white teeth.
"..."
"I would also like to take a look..." If there is a chance.
He said he never left here.
He said he never left the mountain.
He said he had no chance of getting out.
He said he envied him.
Xue Wensheng: "......"
Who is envious of whom? Damn it.
This little wild boy is so good.
No need to go to work.
Stay in a great, albeit crappy, stunning resort.
He envied him again.
I envy him that he doesn't have to go to work.
I envy his casual lifestyle.
I envy him his freedom.
I envy him that he can live a stable life.
"I'll take you there."
If he wants to go out and have a look, take him there.
Just,
Besides myself, it seems like there is another wanderer on the journey.
... A homeless wanderer.
…Aren't they all?
Purpose: Love every life