"Bullshit, didn't your family move to the county a long time ago?" a male student exposed him.

The students followed suit.

"This is the school's arrangement. We will act as a whole for a period of ten days. After you go back, pack your luggage and set off in three days." Teacher Mo ignored their noise and only talked about his own arrangements.

"Will the school reimburse travel and accommodation expenses?" a student raised his hand and asked.

"From the school." said Teacher Mo.

"That's better!" The students felt relieved when they heard it.

The school pays for it, so just think of it as a trip to collect folk songs.

Director Chen, through several levels of connections, contacted the county where the village Gao You mentioned was located.

When the other party heard that you were the proud son of Beijing Film Academy and wanted to come to such an obscure and poor county to collect materials and even make a movie, he readily agreed and even helped to contact people in the town below.

Although Gao You was somewhat surprised by the result of his leave request, he also felt it was pretty good.

With school organization, it is also more secure.

Of course, she will not relax her efforts to ensure the safety of herself and her classmates.

She suggested to Teacher Mo that they should have members of the Wujiang Rescue Team go with them, as this would be safer.

The school naturally also took the safety of the students into consideration, and planned to have four teachers lead the team, plus a school doctor.

It would naturally be more secure if the Wujiang rescue team could come along.

Moreover, the rescue team is just traveling together, and the school does not need to bear the round-trip fare, so why not do it?

Three days later, Mr. Mo, three other teachers, a school doctor, 18 students from the Directing Department, and 20 members of the Wujiang Rescue Team boarded a train to Xi Province.

The Wujiang Rescue Team is led by Xiong Dani, and ten of its members are the best students in this year's Pan Yufeng Martial Arts School.

They are also about to graduate and may be selected into the military.

These twenty people are either retired veterans or school students who are skilled in martial arts. Each of them wears a uniform orange uniform and has received professional and formal training. Their movements are unified and they look full of energy and spirit, which makes people respect them.

At first, the students were a little curious, but they didn't dare to disturb them easily. At lunch time, everyone shared food and drinks together, and they felt much more relaxed and gradually became familiar with each other.

But after a day and a night, everyone was tired from sitting on the train and no longer as energetic.

When we arrived in Western Province, everyone felt like they were alive again and breathed in the fresh air.

Then we took a bus to the city where Dongjia Village is located.

By now, everyone was a little listless, especially the students with weaker physical constitutions. They vomited as soon as they got on the bus and then fell asleep after vomiting.

After arriving in the city, I rested in a guesthouse for a night. The next day, I took a bus from Dongjia Village to the county where it is located.

Western Province is not considered a wealthy province. Once you leave the city, all you can see are endless mountains and the occasional old house.

By the time we arrived at the county, it was already afternoon, and we had missed the only bus to town, so we had to stay another night.

The county sent a middle-aged cadre to receive the students and took them to the county guesthouse, where they stayed for another night.

The students have been studying in Beijing for more than three years and have become accustomed to the bustling and lively big city. They are still a little uncomfortable with this small county town that can be seen at a glance.

Among the eighteen students, some are native to Beijing, some are from literary and artistic families from other provinces and cities, and some come from well-off families.

The one with the worst family conditions is Gao You.

However, Gao You is now the most famous and richest student.

So even though people knew that Gao You was the instigator of this field trip, no one had any objections.

He is a great director who works so hard and is so diligent in his creations. What do they have to complain about?

They all have a strong desire. Even though they cannot win the international award compared to Gao You, Wang Qiyun and Jian Hui, they should at least strive for a good grade in the final assignment.

Otherwise the gap is too big.

Especially some male students, who were completely overshadowed by a few female students this year. Whether it was their student works or the short films they created, they were not as good as theirs, and they also wanted to compete with them.

But the road ahead is long and difficult!

After a day of bumpy ride, we finally arrived in the town from the county.

Someone in the town also received them and said that they had already contacted the village. The villagers welcomed their arrival and had cleaned up a few empty houses for everyone to stay in.

Teacher Mo had already contacted the other party before this.

There were a total of twenty-three people in the school, and each person paid the village four yuan per day for accommodation and food expenses, and stayed for a total of five days.

Give the money to the village and let them arrange the matter as they wish.

Seeing how backward the town is, the students have prepared themselves to endure great hardships this time, and the village will definitely be even poorer.

The Wujiang Rescue Team was in the county, so they superficially operated separately from the school, and arranged their own food and lodging, not with the school.

In addition to protecting the students' safety, they will also conduct their own outdoor rescue training and set up tents in the wild.

The next morning, the town leader who received them helped them find a local from Dongjia Village to serve as their guide.

"Hello! I am Dong Yinduo from Dongjia Village." The speaker was a thin, dark man in his forties or fifties.

His Mandarin has a strong accent, but his smile is very honest.

"Dongjia Village is relatively closed, and many people don't speak Mandarin, so he acts as an interpreter for everyone." The town leader explained to everyone.

The leader was also very considerate and helped them borrow two donkey carts so that they could take the carts to Dongjia Village.

There is no regular bus service from the town to Dongjia Village, and no other vehicles are available. People have to rely on donkey carts and horse carriages to transport people.

If you don't make an appointment in advance, it will be difficult to find a donkey cart willing to go to Dongjia Village.

Everyone got on the donkey cart and walked slowly towards Dongjia Village.

On the way, Dong Yinduo kept chatting with several male teachers and male students to understand their reasons and purposes for coming to Dongjia Village.

This person has been very restrained in his words and actions, and did not take the initiative to talk to Teacher Mo and the female student.

One of the male teachers who was more talkative chatted with him a lot.

Dong Yinduo kept nodding and expressing his gratitude.

I also hope that students can promote their village well.

Complained that the village was too poor.

The land is thin and the fields are poor, the mountains are remote and the roads are long. No one can find a way out and we really need everyone's help.

Gao You saw something meaningful in this.

It seems that this Dong Yinduo was specially arranged by the town and Dongjia Village. He was crying poor in everything he said.

Gao You and his group sat for several hours before they reached the intersection leading to Dongjia Village.

This was a separate road leading to Dongjia Village. After dropping them off, the donkey cart returned along the same route.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Just walk a little further and we'll be there." Dong Yinduo led the way.

Gao You was carrying a bag on his back and two bags of luggage in his hands, and he followed the team.

I wonder what Liu Xiaozhen, Niu Shuangshuang and others felt the last time they walked on such a rugged and desolate mountain road.

Soon, she understood.

The further I walked, the more despair I felt.

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