Even so, Wei Zifu didn't look sad, there were only faint tears in his eyes.
"Ka." Yu Jing clapped her hands with satisfaction and gave Song Rong and Cao Yangxia a thumbs up, "After repeating it again, the acting skills of the two are getting better and better."
Cao Yangxia, who plays Liu Che, touched his beard, flicked his robe and tried to get up from the ground. However, even if he tried to move a little, his legs were so painful that he grinned. The veteran actor wailed loudly: "Quick, quick, please help me." , my legs are numb."
The ancient posture posture was really torturous. After a scene, I felt that my legs were no longer my own.
Cao Yangxia's howl broke the solid atmosphere in the hall.
The artists filmed in the venue exaggeratedly patted their chests, and some even knelt down and gasped for breath. There were only a few words in the scene just now, but the stormy momentum made everyone tremble like quails.
There seemed to be a sharp sword above their heads that could kill them at any time.
"As expected of an old dramatist, the emperor of the feudal dynasty was so majestic that I still have lingering fears."
"Song Rong's acting skills are layered. On the surface, she's just a little sad. But when I looked into those eyes, I understood what overwhelming despair means."
The supporting actors were whispering to each other, and Yu Jing motioned to the others to help Cao Yangxia aside and rubbed his shoulders with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, senior. Don't be polite at the closing banquet tomorrow. Be sure to eat and drink well to make up for the filming these days. Lost meat."
Cao Yangxia was flattered. Although he was a senior, he was not as well-known as Pei Yi and Song Rong. He did not expect that the popular Yu Jing would be so polite to him.
"Tomorrow's closing banquet will be at the Starway Hotel." Yu Jing stood on the steps and waved boldly, "I reserved a floor, so don't be polite to me."
All the actors cheered quickly, preparing to take advantage of the closing banquet to get close to Yu Jing and several movie kings and queens.
Pei Yi was still wearing the same clothes as when he was buried. He leaned against the palace door and looked at the young director with a bright smile. A group of people were fighting and making trouble. Some people wanted to drag Yu Jing and throw him up, but he severely stopped him.
Song Rong walked by while holding her chest. Sensing something was wrong with her, Pei Yi frowned and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
When the movie queen heard the voice, her whole body trembled, and she stared at Pei Yi blankly. Her lips trembled and she didn't speak. However, her eyes became darker and darker, and her breathing became faster and faster.
"Huo Qubing..." she choked and shouted.
Pei Yi lowered his eyes and understood Song Rong's current state. When the actress joined the cast, she once said that Yu Jing impressed her with a script. Maybe she was too involved in the play, or maybe she was unwilling to accept it. Even if Yu Jing said "Ka", Song Rong still did not escape from the world of that young general. walk out.
However, Pei Yi is not a considerate person.
He described expressionlessly: "Song Rong, your eye makeup is messed up."
The actress's expression froze, and her tears were frightened back.
"It's so ugly." His tone was light.
Thousands of arrows pierce the heart.
A basin of cold water was poured on the heart beating for Huo Qubing, and Song Rong suddenly woke up.
With such a venomous mouth, he is not the young general with amazing talents.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The noisy actors heard a high-pitched scream erupting in the distance, and they followed the sound. Song Rong raised her hand and wanted to hit Pei Yi, but stepped on the hem of her skirt and rolled down the steps, and was offline.
On the day of the closing banquet, Song Rong arrived on time. When everyone saw her in high spirits and greeted Pei Yi Yujing, they knew that yesterday was just an accident.
There were several heavyweight actors in the crew, and Yu Jing gritted her teeth and covered the entire floor, which made her already deflated wallet even worse.
During the dinner, Yu Jing secretly pulled Pei Yi to the balcony and gave him a red thing.
"What is this?" Pei Yi raised his eyebrows.
Yu Jing asked him not to be so loud: "It's a red envelope for shock. Once the character you play dies, the director will give you a red envelope for shock. It means that the bad luck will be gone and things will go smoothly."
Touching the delicate red seal, there is a message written by the young director to avoid all evils on it. The delicate fonts are like naughty fingers poking at the heart, and the heartbeat speeds up momentarily.
Pei Yi chuckled: "I'm not the only one who has death scenes."
Yu Jing rushed forward and tried to cover the actor's mouth. Pei Yi turned around and dodged away. The little director brushed against him and hit the railing, grinning in pain. Yu Jing raised her middle finger to Pei Yi and muttered: "I have no money..."
So I only prepared a red envelope for him. Pei Yi's laughter became louder and louder, and the cello-like low and elegant laughter vibrated in his chest.
Yu Jing rubbed his ears until the itching in his ears disappeared before waving his hands: "Let's go, let's go. If you dare to tell me, you'll be dead!"
Seeing that the young director was about to become angry, Pei Yi stopped teasing him, carefully collected the red envelope in his arms, and went back to eat.
Yu Jing also wanted to leave, but a faint voice came from behind: "Director Jing, you are so partial."
Yu Jing shivered with fright and jumped up like a frightened animal. Song Rong came around from the balcony on the other side, holding a cigarette in her hand and puffing away the smoke. The smoke blurred her expression, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.
The patter of footsteps approached Yu Jing, bringing with it the strong smell of tobacco. Yu Jing walked around her and noticed a cigarette butt in the corner.
"What's wrong with you?" he couldn't help asking.
Song Rong looked calm: "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."
The dream was full of the burial scene of the young general with his eyes closed.
The actress narrowed her eyes, as if grasping the last straw, and asked in a daze as if seeking confirmation: "Director Jing, this script is just like Xiangsi Hongdou and Hongjingmao. It was created by you, right?"
She hoped that Yu Jing would tell her that this script was fictional and all the characters and stories in it were false.
Then it's time for her to wake up.
Yu Jing was not a rookie and could tell something was wrong with Song Rong at a glance. Under the hopeful gaze of the movie queen, he slowly shook his head: "This is a true history. In the Han Dynasty of the home planet, there really was a young hero who showed the character of the Han people."
The voice was very soft, but it set off a hurricane in Song Rong's heart, easily destroying the psychological defense line built by the actress.
"Hiss!" Song Rong threw away the cigarette butt and stared at the burn mark between her fingers.
…
As the registration deadline closed, 200 directors submitted a total of 79 films.
These videos were sent to Tianxuan headquarters.
The Tianxuan website will initially screen, and the Film and Television Association will screen twice, and finally the top three will be selected and sent to the Propaganda Department for the minister and deputy minister to decide.
Tianxuan headquarters.
Movie clips were constantly flashing on a wall-wide display screen. The head of the headquarters and the heads of various departments looked at these movies with smiles that stretched from ear to ear.
"The country still has a way. Before, I wouldn't have been able to get these Buddhist directors to work hard." The person in charge of the review department sighed with his forehead.
Many successful directors are notoriously Buddhist and can't make a movie in a year. Every time they go to urge them, it's a tug-of-war.
If it weren't for the country's success, these directors wouldn't know where they would be.
As soon as these words came out, there was a wry smile in the conference room, obviously thinking of the nightmare experience.
The person in charge of the headquarters knocked on the table to signal everyone to quiet down: "The promotion will start on the website, on each channel, and on the official account of each platform. A space will be opened on the homepage to put all 79 videos in, and the audience will vote to decide what to do next. Ten movies.”
Everyone nodded, wrote down all the contents of the meeting, and distributed them to various departments.
Seeing everyone's excitement, the person in charge slowly spoke: "The first place in the movie is related to whether the cohesion of the country can increase. Things like the last time when insiders were bribed and manipulated in secret must not happen. Use the core program of the website to monitor this vote. We must put an end to ticket fraud!”
Everyone was shocked and nodded cautiously.
Social platform, tool sharing, game APP, news information, shopping platform...
Various software gave Tianxuan enough face to put the slogan "Hundreds of directors devoted themselves to creating a movie feast" on the homepage. As long as you can connect to the Internet, you can see this promotion.
Follow the link and click in, you will find 79 videos that will dazzle the audience.
[I wasn’t dreaming, that lazy guy Lu Feng actually made a movie! And Xiang Kangning, this guy would rather have a funeral for himself than make a movie, but he actually has a chance to rise to prominence one day! 】
[Disappointed, shouldn’t there be two hundred films made by two hundred directors? Why are there only 79 films? 】
[Look at the director column. If three or four directors shoot a film, will they really not get into fights during the filming? 】
[Laughing, this group of directors knows how to learn from each other's strengths and make up for their weaknesses. 】
[Hmm... There are also those who work alone. Look at that big man Huo Qubing. The only director is Yu Jing. 】
The audience got excited, scrolled down the webpage, and quickly found the film Huo Qubing. There was really only one person in the director's column, Yu Jing.
Looking at the familiar faces on the cover, the audience widened their eyes and took a breath.
Best Actor Pei Yi, Best Actress Song Rong, veteran actor Cao Yangxia, new star Xiao Zai...
They are all well-known figures in the entertainment industry. Any one of them participating in a film is enough for the audience to talk about it. Unexpectedly, Yu Jing's film suddenly gathered four of them!
[Help, someone come and pinch me. Pei Yi and Song Rong are actually on the same crew. Yu Jing is only 22. How can you invite these people? 】
[Is your focus distorted? Isn’t the point that Yu Jing didn’t cooperate with other directors? 】
[What’s so strange is that Yu Jing has a very arrogant personality and of course she doesn’t want to let other directors dictate the script. 】
[Director Jing, I am not arrogant at all. It may be that the gold medal director dislikes him for being too young and refuses to cooperate. 】
[79 films are all masterpieces by gold medal directors. You guys can argue and I’ll go watch the movie. 】
Only then did the blushing audience react, choose the movie they liked and eagerly clicked in.
…
Xue Yujia is a senior editor at an Internet company and is usually responsible for reviewing press releases and other tasks.
Tianxuan made a lot of noise this time, and the website boss asked them to pay more attention to the next trend and try to get a share of this event.
"Yujia, who do you think will win among these 79 movies?" A colleague came over curiously and wanted to inquire about the situation.
Xue Yujia glanced at him with an impeccable smile: "If you want to bet, you have to understand it first. It's better to watch all 79 movies before talking about it."
A colleague frowned: "Watching a movie is a relaxing thing, but watching it with a task is too painful."
The others nodded repeatedly, agreeing with this statement.
Xue Yujia pursed her lips, clicked on a movie, and started rushing forward as if she was dead.
The movie is over, I will write my thoughts after watching it, and click on the next one...
Over the course of the day, her thinking gradually became numb and sluggish, her reactions slowed down, and her brain was filled with mush.
The colleague next to me collapsed and shouted: "Obviously they are directed by different directors, why do each film give me the same feeling?"
The core ideas are patriotism and never forgetting the original intention.
It's just that some are more subtle, and some want to carve the word "patriotic" on the foreheads of the audience.
Are they not patriotic?
No, they love Donghua very much, but things will turn against each other at the extreme. No one can stand the thought of the movie in their ears all the time.
I really want to turn the table over.
Pain Mask.
