A string of prey hung behind the horse's buttocks. As the horse's hooves flew, they swayed like a swing on their buttocks.
"Ka." Yu Jing rubbed her temples to hold back laughter, "Yes."
After the words fell, the prey on the horse's butt jumped up, wishing to be as far away from Yu Jing as possible. They pulled out the arrows on their bodies and complained to Yu Jing.
"Director Jing, you are really good at tormenting people."
"It feels so uncomfortable to be forcibly shrunk."
Over there, the white deer lying on the ground rushed over, and its four hooves almost hit Yu Jing's face with a cavalry trampling technique.
Yu Jing, who has always been known as the devil on set, is very ruthless: "Be prepared, and change back when there is a role."
Bai Lu turned into a slightly familiar face and stood next to Liu Che with a dark face, acting as a chamberlain.
A red fox was unmoved. He squatted there and stretched out his pink tongue to comb his fur. The arrow was inserted into his body just now, and his soft fur was all messed up.
The chest, abdomen, hind legs...he licked meticulously, slowly going down...
Yu Jing's eyes widened and she subconsciously held her breath.
The fox raised its hind legs, revealing...
Yu Jing's vision went dark, and she couldn't see anything anymore. She took a step back, her overheated palms still covering her face.
The young director shook his head in anger, reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulled it down, and shouted angrily: "Pei Yi."
The actor remained unmoved, his knuckled fingers clasped on Yu Jing's face like a facehugger.
The actor next to him laughed loudly: "Director Jing, your face is so small, the actor can hold it with one hand."
Pei Yi looked calm, staring down at the fox controlled by animal nature. The red fox seemed to have noticed a natural enemy, and it jumped up and bared its teeth and growled at Pei Yi. Then it froze again, and suddenly turned back into human form and hid behind. There was no movement in the group performance.
Pei Yi then let go of his hand, ignored Yu Jing's vicious gaze and prepared for the next scene.
The young director's head was still throbbing and hurting, but it was not as painful as when he was constructing the scene just now. He kept frowning while staring at the people taking pictures, and from time to time he would touch the ancient xun in his arms.
The actors' hearts trembled, and they braced themselves for fear that the little director's hard instrument would hit their heads. Pei Yi made a mistake during filming a few days ago, and the young director followed suit. They didn't dare to test the hardness of their skulls.
"Okay, let's call it a day. Thank you all for your hard work today." Yu Jing clapped her hands, and the actors quickly said it was not hard and put the props away.
Look at the time outside, it's only six o'clock.
"Why aren't you offline?" Pei Yi asked from behind.
The holographic scene is late at night, and a bunch of torches are lit in the camp, like a fire dragon entrenched in the mountains. Yu Jing is sitting next to the fire in the middle of the camp, her delicate face flickering in the firelight.
"I want to go over what I shot today." Yu Jing will not bring personal emotions into the shooting. Now that the shooting is over, he begins to settle accounts, "I just covered my eyes and I haven't settled accounts with you yet, Pei Da Best Actor , you actually dare to come here."
Pei Yi raised his eyebrows and leaned against the pillar next to him calmly: "You would make a fuss if I wrapped a snake's tail around your ankles. How dare you stare at others and masturbate."
"Cough cough cough cough!" Yu Jing's eyes widened, not expecting to hear the word "masturbation" from Pei Yi who was as cold as a plum.
"Am I wrong? You should know where he will lick if he continues."
Yu Jing: "...He just wants to lick his fur."
The actor smiled softly without exposing him. The firelight fell on his face, softening his angular features, and even the coldness around him faded by three points.
"Pei Yi, will your animal nature be greater than human nature when you become an evolved form?" Yu Jing held her chin in one hand, with fire reflected in her eyes.
Pei Yi: "If your emotions fluctuate too much and you lose your mind, your brain will be taken over by animal nature, which is no different from a beast."
"Have you ever lost your mind?" Yu Jing was very curious, "If you are in estrus, will you look for the female snake?"
Pei Yi looked at the little director with unclear meaning, walked slowly to his side, raised his hand, and struck the little director's curious black eyes.
Yu Jing's vision went dark, and before she lost consciousness, she heard Pei Yi give a faint warning: "It's time for you to rest."
As the owner disappeared, the constructed space began to collapse, and the actor's figure slowly disappeared in the ruins.
The holographic cabin beeped, and the light turned from red to blue. Yu Jing jumped out of it angrily. He was hit on the side of the neck with a knife by Pei Yi and was forced off the line.
This person is not polite at all when he becomes a friend, and he no longer hides his domineering character that cannot be refuted.
"Trash Pei Yi, you really hold a grudge!"
…
The silver-white battleship floats quietly in the depths of the universe, the side door opens, and thousands of 'shooting stars' fly in all directions.
After taking a closer look, I realized that those meteors were small, glowing spaceships, looking for a glimmer of hope for the people in the battleship in this universe.
The researcher in a white coat is holding a book of poems about stars. Outside the cabin, the figure of the small spaceship retreating is as bright as the stars.
His Adam's apple slid up and down, trying to keep his voice steady: "The stars are twinkling - the deep blue sky..."
As I read and recited, my calm appearance was like a flood that burst a dam. I could no longer hide the overwhelming despair, and my voice trembled like a struggle before death.
"...In silence, in the dim light..."
As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he hunched over, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears.
"Ka." Yu Sui'an shouted from a distance, "Thank you for your hard work."
Mo Li stood up and quickly stepped out of the role: "Do you want to shoot other scenes?"
Yu Sui'an: "No, let's go rest and continue tomorrow."
In the break room, Yu Sui'an reached out and knocked on his sore neck. Several colleagues also opened the door and came in. They were as tired as him.
Xu Anxian brought them several cups of cold drinks, and after drinking them in one gulp, their drowsy spirits finally sobered up a bit.
"Speaking of which, I was very optimistic about Song Rong's role as the heroine in [Star Search], but I didn't expect that she declined." Xu Anxian frowned and asked, "She did not seize the opportunity at this exchange event that happens every few years."
Miao Guan collapsed on the sofa, her pigtails hurting the back of her head: "She went to Yu Jing's place, and the young director impressed her with a script."
Ping Yi is the eldest among the four directors. He is over 300 years old and is old enough for the three people present to call him senior. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I really hope to see the work take shape soon."
After the meeting, the two hundred directors all found partners. They understood that if they want to win among many gold medal directors, they cannot work alone.
Yu Sui'an and the four of them got together for the sake of victory.
Xu Anxian is good at delicate emotional dramas.
Miao Guan is good at horror scenes in the universe, and Ping Yi is the oldest. He knows many details of the migration that year.
Yu Sui'an is responsible for controlling the overall situation.
These four people together are enough to pose a threat to everyone, and with Ji Chengye's guidance from behind, the first place is simply theirs.
Victory meant being on the line with the country. Even Yu Sui'an put aside his past grudges, but Song Rong unexpectedly refused.
"Maybe Xiao Jing's script is really good, and even Pei Yi is in his team." Yu Sui'an said with a calm expression.
An experienced director will not underestimate any opponent, even if that opponent is still very young. Miao Guan asked everyone lazily: "What if we fail?"
Xu Anxian stepped on him: "If you fail, you will fail. We all cooperate with Tianxuan, and losing the election will not delay the film's profit, but don't you want to destroy your prestige!"
Ping Yi sighed: "It's a pity that Xu Xin plays the heroine."
There was a figure standing outside the half-open door. After hearing these words, she clenched her fists hard. After a while, she left quietly.
Xu Xin didn't dare to make any noise until she was far away from the lounge. Her high heels made a huge noise on the deck, causing many actors to retreat for fear of getting into trouble.
Song Rong, Song Rong again!
How could she be inferior to that ungrateful woman!
Xu Xin returned to the room and threw herself on the bed, biting the pillow hard to block the scream that was about to erupt in her throat.
When Suixue Tower was in danger, Song Rong's refusal to renew the contract simply added fuel to the fire. It was absolutely right to call her a wolf-hearted person. Xu Xin, on the other hand, did not take advantage of the situation like the others and calmly waited for the storm to pass.
Even so, the first thing Yu Sui'an thought of after writing the script was Song Rong.
Why should she!
What does Yu Sui'an think of Xu Xin again, a substitute?
Thinking of this, Xu Xin's beautiful face became more and more twisted and ferocious, and the blood vessels under her fair skin were clearly visible.
Tear--
Xu Xin tore open a gap in the pillow to reveal the inner bladder. She threw away the pillow and got up with a sneer.
She wanted to see if the bad movies Yu Jing made in the virtual space could compare to the interstellar survival they staged with real guns and live ammunition.
We'll see.
Chapter 62
Chang'an, Weiyang Palace.
In the majestic palace, Wei Zifu, dressed in a red dress, sat in front of the table with a mountain of bamboo slips in his hand.
Perhaps the flickering candlelight dazzled his eyes. Wei Zifu tiredly put down the bamboo slips and looked into the distant void, feeling suddenly flustered.
Her hand shook and she accidentally touched the candlestick on the table. A palace attendant ran in and saw Wei Zifu kneeling on the ground with a thud.
This woman who had been with Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty for more than ten years had a bad premonition.
"Empress, General Huo is gone!" the palace attendant cried.
Wei Zifu's eyes trembled, his thoughts went blank, and he didn't know how to react.
After a while, a calm voice came from the palace: "Back off."
She continued to manage the harem as if she had never heard about Huo Qubing's death. It wasn't until the white sails were raised, a coffin was brought back to the young general, and the cries in Chang'an City shook the sky that Wei Zifu suddenly woke up.
The Xuanjia Army marched from Chang'an to Maoling. On both sides of the road were people coming to see each other off. The armor clashed and the sound of horse hooves faded away. Finally, the young general was laid to rest in the mausoleum.
One day, two days...
Chang'an has returned to peace, people have resumed their previous lives, and everything is moving forward slowly, as if the whole city's farewell that day was just a dream.
"Quick, come and take a look at this memorial." Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, leaned forward and laughed while leaning on the table. His hearty laughter echoed in the palace.
Wei Zifu looked at him quietly, his eyes seemed to contain a thousand words: "Your Majesty, Qu Bing has left."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
That lonely figure was sitting alone in the palace, without the young general to accompany him, and Wei Zifu suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart. The stinging pain was not obvious at first, but as time passed, it spread to all her limbs and bones. She was so painful that she clutched her collar and was shaking, almost being swallowed by the huge waves.
