The members of the Guanshan Band had not yet arrived, so Qi Shejiang went to their accommodation first. He thought the place was not bad; it was a courtyard house, while he had heard that some guests had to stay in tree houses. The residents of this village are scattered in a crescent shape, with Qi Shejiang’s accommodation right at the corner, surrounded by fields. Looking inside the house, the facilities are quite good for Qi Shejiang—there is water, electricity, firewood, and a stove. However, there are relatively few beds, only two beds, so someone might have to sleep on the sofa. The place isn’t particularly dirty, but Qi Shejiang remembers Li Jing’s instructions to appear a bit more diligent, so he tidied up again.
To the director and the photographer, this added another layer of meaning: a pampered child is somewhat dissatisfied with the environment and feels it’s not clean enough, prompting him to clean up once more.
After cleaning, Qi Shejiang leaned on the table and dozed off. The sunlight poured in through the windows, illuminating his face, with his eyelashes casting long shadows and dust floating in the air. The photographer quickly seized the opportunity to capture his sleeping pose from various angles. Just then, a commotion outside broke the tranquility, and Qi Shejiang groggily woke up, getting up from the table. Coincidentally, the members of the Guanshan Band walked in at that moment, bumping into him face-to-face.
There was a moment of silence. Xiao Xiaowei was the first to speak, breaking the awkwardness, “Hello, you got here first.” Qi Shejiang smiled in return, “Hello. I arrived a little early.” Zhou Dong and Xie Qing also started chit-chatting with Qi Shejiang, while Zhang Yue remained silent, striding over to sit on the sofa.
Qi Shejiang slowly said, “Well, this sofa…” The previously silent Zhang Yue abruptly raised his head, highly sensitive, “What?” Qi Shejiang looked innocent, “I just wanted to let you know, there are only two beds and one sofa, so someone might have to sleep on the sofa.”
You all are a combination, sharing a bed together; I’ll take the sofa.”
