"Wow, Knight Princess is so cool, and Princess Snow Princess is so realistic, just like a real princess..."
"The crew is a group of gods from nowhere. The quality is too high."
"Why do they call me non-mainstream when I have colorful hair, while their hair is colorful, but they are all so pretty..."
"Am I the only one who noticed the delicacies on the table? They don't seem to be props."
"It's not true. Did you see the Peugeot in the corner of the dinner plate? It's the Peugeot from Kelton Restaurant. The crew directly invited their chef team over. The cost was too high."
"I wonder if anyone has discovered that the count himself was played by the director of Shang Shang, and that gentleman-like old butler was the screenwriter of Shang Shang."
"When you say that, it seems to be true. The director is also an experienced actor. I really can't tell at this glance."
"Speaking of which, this director seems to often play characters who are sacrificed to heaven upon appearance. In Shang Shang, he is the soldier, the cannon fodder, the general, the loyal minister, and the treacherous minister. In Ji Fa and Di Xin
Both camps are swaying from side to side."
"I'll bet that in this script, he will be sacrificed to heaven."
"Obviously, this offended the screenwriter."
"I'll bet that the murderer is the old housekeeper!"
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"I really want to eat, I really want to play, I really want to be a sword master."
"Mu!"
In the hotel, Feng Zihua watched a group of people acting out a meal scene, and she just felt that she could have sex with her.
Not to mention the atmosphere, but the food alone is worth it.
She knew that Kelton Restaurant only accepted reservations, and ordinary people, even the so-called rich, could not make reservations. If they wanted to eat the delicacies there, they could only go through the public auction.
The so-called reservation refers to users with black cards, such as the top 100 in the world's wealth list, some major overseas warlords, some domestic...
In short, everyone has long known that the backstage of this crew is very tough, but they didn't expect it to be so tough.
This is no longer an appointment, but directly bringing someone else’s team over, which is a bit outrageous.
Not only her, but Zhao Dong was also drooling while looking at the screen. Especially when the camera turned to Zhao Xiaoxiang who was eating and drinking, he clenched his fists hungrily.
gas!
Not convinced!
The earl, the princess, and the others still maintained the same manners, but Zhao Xiaoxiang and the others were not aristocratic in character. Moreover, they had not received similar education, so they naturally let themselves go.
Of course, this release is only relative. In fact, it is still chewing slowly, but the movements are a bit more fierce and less elegant.
As for the live broadcast comments, they have all turned into words such as, the style of the script is wrong, why did it become a mukbang?
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In this way, time turned to night. After dinner, Zhao Chengcheng returned to the room arranged for him by the crew. It was a spacious house with an antique feel, but the bathroom was modern. After all, it was not completely restored, otherwise it would be a bit excessive.
Already.
In his room, Zhao Cheng also saw the rest of the script.
On this night, it seemed that he didn't have any role to play. It just said yes. When the detective returned to the room, he seemed to be sleepy because of the delicious food, so he fell asleep quickly.
As for the live broadcast, although it was not turned off at this time, the screen was also switched to the outside of the castle to shoot the night scene.
It was said that the live broadcast lasted for two days and two nights, but it was impossible to film while sleeping.
However, Zhao Cheng didn't feel sleepy. It was Jack Zhao who was sleepy. What did Zhao Cheng have to do with him?
So after taking a short rest in the room, he climbed out of the window. After a few ups and downs, he came directly to the top of the castle, but he wanted to see the night view.
"???"
"Zhao."
After Zhao Cheng saw the people on the roof clearly, he said hello.
I am not familiar with Zhao Yue and Zhao Cheng, but to say I don't know them would be a bit false.
At the same time, Zhao Cheng felt that the opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be a little higher than he had expected. He was not aware of the opponent's existence just now.
Perhaps, the more powerful swordsmen have this method, but they generally don't use it (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 213 Backstabbing from the screenwriter
At this time, Zhao Yue was still dressed as a knight before. Her long crimson hair was tied into a ponytail. She looked like a flame swaying in the wind. She wore light props and armor, which outlined her strong figure and made her even more heroic.
So cool.
At this moment, under the moonlight and in the wind, I really feel like a Valkyrie.
For a moment, Zhao Cheng felt that he had reached that point. Sure enough, Wei Wu's legacy is still there today.
"it's me."
Zhao Yue nodded in response, her voice cold and a bit distant.
She felt that Zhao Cheng looked too much like a certain person, so she didn't want to get in touch with him.
After that, there was a long silence. Both of them were watching the night scene, but they were just watching the night scene and had no intention of talking to each other.
The top of this castle can be said to be the highest point of Yunmeng Palace. Looking up, the view is broad and unobstructed, and the spots below look like the lights of thousands of houses.
In this quiet atmosphere, even time seemed to have stopped, until a piercing scream came.
When he heard this voice, Zhao Cheng's first thought was not that there was an accident, but that the plot had finally begun.
If nothing happened overnight, this script would be of little value.
Zhao Cheng thought this way, and Zhao Yue had similar thoughts. With a light jump, he fell from the roof to a balcony with a drop of about five meters. He landed silently, which was the closest place to the place where the sound came from.
route.
Seeing this, Zhao Cheng also jumped over. This height was nothing.
When the two arrived at the scene, several people had already arrived at the scene before them.
As soon as he passed by, Zhao Chengcheng saw the director lying on the ground pretending to be dead. He was holding a model gun in his hand and there were several bright red bullet holes in his back.
To be honest, the director's skill in playing the corpse was quite good. The only problem was that the sound of its heartbeat, breathing, and subtle life fluctuations were clearly visible to Zhao Cheng.
Sure enough, the most important thing when being an actor is to be able to control the feeling of being in a drama.
As for the barrage, those netizens who had guessed that there would be a plot and watched the scenery for a long time became energetic at this time, and the barrage rolled on the screen.
"I just said that the screenwriter will definitely write the director to death. This is a backstab from the screenwriter."
"Who killed the great prophet above? Director: I don't want to lose face?"
"He was shot five times in the back and it was determined to be suicide. The screenwriter has some ideas."
"It seems that none of the characters played by the director can survive more than one episode. The world is real."
"Sure enough, the director is a consumable."
"Am I the only one who saw that the knight and the detective were on the balcony at the moment the camera changed? What kind of wonderful subplot is this?"
"1, I seem to have seen it too."
"This script seems to be suddenly interesting..."
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