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Chapter 188: Ying Ying sends each other

On Friday, the sky was gentle and graceful, and the first light of dawn coincided with the clearing of the sky after the rain.

Against the background of the sun, Yanqi Lake can be said to have green mountains like black daisy, pure white lake sand, shady bamboo trees, misty smoke floating like gauze, and fine drizzle like clear silver threads.

Where the Zhulin Mountain Creek enters the mouth of Yanqi Lake, there are several crane cameras set up at random on the river beach. The crew of "Laughing East" is filming.

The girl targeted by several cameras is wearing a black veil and a black batik pleated skirt. The Miao embroidery with the sun and moon shining on the skirt is low-key and luxurious, reflecting her noble and elegant status as a religious princess.

Fei Jingyu, whose whole body is covered in the painting, is holding a guqin in her hand. She is stepping on the fine white smooth lake sand with her bare feet, looking at the long shot that moves slowly with her steps.

Just wait and see, with a few words to say, Fei Jingyu's delicate and small face is filled with deep nostalgia and thick mist. At this moment, she seems to be saying goodbye to her lover, but also feeling sentimental.

own future destiny.

However, according to the plot, Linghu Chong, who was supposed to be waving goodbye to Ren Yingying on the boat in the middle of the lake, then went straight down the Yangtze River and crossed the sea to Fusang eastward, was nowhere to be seen.

Mist was lingering in the center of the rippling blue lake. The beauty in Fei Jingyu's eyes came from her excellent acting skills. The lake was actually empty, except for a small bird boat imitating the Mingchuan style.

It has finished its guest role and is parked quietly on the small pier beside Yanqi Lake.

In the real shooting, these two farewell scenes of silent men and women crying were actually shot one after the other. Yan Qing, who plays Linghu Chong, was actually staying in a small pavilion on the shore at the moment. He held up the director's microphone leisurely and contentedly.

Giving orders: "Ka! Very good, passed!"

The pavilion was surrounded by a large group of actors and crew, and everyone was paying close attention to the progress of the actual shooting of the last scene in the script. After Fei Jingyu's shot was passed, director Yan Qing began to direct the crew under the spotlight.

On-site editors perform corresponding rough cuts.

"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow, but I know you have to do it in earnest. Lao Zhang, I just discovered that our film editing is really a magical art!"

Looking through the shooting plan in hand, Li Hanyuan, the on-site producer who was exposed to film shooting for the first time, whispered to Zhang Yameng, who was wearing a fuso yukata style and a peony hairdo: "This farewell scene was obviously shot in a staggered manner. In the morning

The footage shot by Brother Qing and Yi Yi was spliced ​​with Fei Jing and Yu Gang’s performance, and it actually looked natural.”

"Who says it's not the case? It's the same when I just started filming..."

Zhang Yameng, who is dressed as a concubine, has a naturally charming attitude. Her beautiful eyes are shining and she smiles brightly: "Just looking at the performances of the actors on the set, I can't figure out our brother Qing's ideas in directing the film."

"The main reason is that our drama has too many short scenes..."

As if she has been tempered after three movies, Zhou Peipei, who is dressed in Miao silver jewelry and dressed as a blue phoenix, waved her hands and began to talk about her experience: "If there are too many long shots like the previous "Pause for Today", actually watching Sister Jing'er

The scenes opposite Brother Qing were very enjoyable!”

"Silly girl, you really don't want to pick up any of the pots..."

Shao Qing, who was dressed neutrally and smartly in a white suit, poked Zhou Peipei lightly, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Weng Huaijing, who was next to him, dressed in the costume of Phoenix and the Clouds and the Eastern Invincible, and with good makeup.

With a serious look on her face, Professor Weng, who was looking for the Eastern leader's male attire, gave her a cold look in response. The rustling lake breeze made the corners of her clothes rustle, giving her a sense of awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.

"Sister Jinger! Good morning!"

Miao Miao, the coordinator, led Fei Jingyu, who had finished the play, back to the crowd from the lakeside. She called Weng Huaijing softly and ran straight towards the Eastern leader.

"Director Yan, are you finished with the rough cutting?"

Fei Jing, Yu Yingying, who took off her veil, laughed and teased Yan Qing secretly: "I heard Yi Yi say before that our crew has a rule. After the actor finishes the scene, he can ask the director for a monitor to watch the playback."

With a move that pointed in the east and west, Fei Jingyu and a few words made Professor Weng Dongfang Bubai's majestic appearance instantly shattered. With the corners of her eyes red, she hurriedly turned around with Miao Miao's support, showing a look that had nothing to do with her.

A high-spirited attitude.

"It's not me, I don't have it, Sister Jing Yu..."

Yi Yi, who was dressed as a heroine, quickly gave up and denied it three times at the speed of light: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"It'll be ready soon, um...that's what I said... as long as you have confidence in your acting skills, you can come to me to get it..."

Old God Yan Qing, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, said: "I don't care, Yi Yi wants to see me and let her see it..."

"No, I don't dare to develop this habit..."

Yi Yi, who is cowardly and likes to cause trouble, sang in a low voice: "What if I accept a film from another director and I don't know how to film without being allowed to watch the replay..."

"Haha, I'm not afraid..."

Fei Jingyu's eyes kept darting back and forth between Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing: "In the worst case, we can go back to our small stage and safely perform dramas!"

"I'm jealous! It's great to have an employer here. Sister Jing has the support of the school. Sister Jing Yu, you and Brother Qing have talented people..."

With a wail, Yi Yi lamented as if he were possessed by a dramatist: "Poor little Yi Yi is alone and is being tightly controlled by the agency..."

"Yi Yi, you got a lot of advantage and still acted like a good boy. What else will you do if I give up Linghu Chong to you..."

Fei Jingyu complained unceremoniously: "There are few scenes and the ending is particularly bleak. Can I, Ren Yingying, be considered a decent girlfriend of Linghu Chong?"

Facts have proved that if you multitask often, you will inevitably have brain twitching. Yan Qing casually added: "Actually, the emotional scenes between Yingying and Linghu Chong are mainly in the prequel!"

"Huh? So there is a prequel..."

Zhang Yameng, who had been pricking up her ears, covered her mouth and snickered: "No wonder Lan Fenghuang and Linghu Chong hugged each other the first time they met!"

Zhou Peipei's face turned red: "No way, Brother Qing said Lan Fenghuang is his little brother!"

Even Li Hanyuan murmured thoughtfully: "Could it be that the prequel was about the relationship between Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying?"

"Brother Qing! Director Yan! Senior brother! Little goldfish..."

Fei Jing and Yu Jiao kept trying to show their kindness to Yan Qing, but fortunately she restrained herself a little after glancing at Weng Huaijing: "Oh no, Mrs. Niu is always waiting for the call!"

"There are no plans for a prequel yet...so...we'll talk about it later when we have time."

Regretting his momentary gaffe, Yan Qing quickly distanced himself from the relationship. He peeked at Professor Weng through the cover of the monitor, and Yan Qing started a wave of exchanges to survive in the gap between Professor Weng and Director Yan.

First love is pure and sincere: "Bong, buzz, don't misunderstand me!"

The arrogant woman looked at him with annoyance: "You tell a story and cut corners? You are a scumbag and give me back my phone!"

Chu Lianqing was overjoyed: "My Weng Xiaoge looks so good even when he is angry!"

Aojiao looked at him with disgust: "I'm not angry, but I want to hear the story to the end."

Shao Qing couldn't stand it and started her classic criticism of Sang and Huai: "This Linghu Chong is really a scumbag!"

Yi Yi didn't mind seeing the excitement, so she echoed: "Iron scumbag!"

"Stop scolding, stop scolding, come on, let's watch the replay together."

Sighing secretly that he had escaped disaster, Yan Qing opened the video that had just been rough cut on the monitor, and he took the initiative to invite everyone to come and watch.



Yanqi Lake, an antique pier made of simple stone beams.

At the end of the stone beam, a single-masted and single-sailed bird ship was moored on the shore, and several Fuso men dressed as sailors were carrying goods back and forth.

Linghu Chong in white turban, Yue Lingshan in Confucian shirt and men's attire, and Ren Yingying with black gauze hood hurriedly stepped onto the other end of the stone beam.

Seeing that the cargo ship had not yet left, Ren Yingying immediately felt much relieved. After she stopped to examine the surroundings carefully, she turned to Linghu Chong and said seriously: "Linghu Chong, you can't go up Niubei Mountain!"

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were both slightly startled.

"Abba will not let you go..."

With a sad smile, Ren Yingying turned her attention to the cargo ship: "The government is also chasing you..."

Yue Lingshan obviously didn't take it seriously, she raised her jaw confidently, and there was a hint of pride in her eyes when she spoke: "The world is so big, is there no place for me and my senior brother?"

Linghu Chong waved his hand to Yue Lingshan to continue listening to Ren Yingying's words.

With her eyes wandering between the cargo ship and Linghu Chong, Ren Yingying earnestly advised: "If you want to withdraw from the world, the only way is to take a boat to Fusang Kingdom."

"What, go to Fusang?" Yue Lingshan's beauty turned pale.

Even Linghu Chong couldn't remain calm, he blurted out: "Fusang Kingdom?"

"You brought me this piano..."

Ren Yingying took off the guqin from her back, held up the guqin body with her cherished and nostalgic hands and handed it back to Linghu Chong: "I will never be able to play Swordsman for you again! Give it back to you!"

Linghu Chong was startled again and raised his eyes to look at Ren Yingying, but she avoided her eyes.

Just as Linghu Chong was about to say something, the situation suddenly changed. Xiang Wentian appeared with a wire hanging on his head. He waved a shining sword and landed on the mast of the cargo ship like a white crane in the clouds. He roared in a hoarse voice:

"Linghu Chong!"

The three people on the shore looked up and saw that Linghu Chong could still maintain his composure, Yue Lingshan impatiently raised the Huashan Sword in her hand, and Ren Yingying's expression changed, as if she couldn't believe it: "Use to the left?"

"The Holy Cult Leader has an order to take you back to Blackwood Cliff..."

Xiang Wentian on the ship's mast seemed determined to kill. He picked up his sword and continued, "If you want to leave, leave the head behind your neck!"

After that, he was pulled by Wia, waved his sword in the air, jumped from the mast and fell down.

"let me!"

Ren Yingying tried to step forward to stop him, but Linghu Chong took the lead. Also with the help of the Wia team, he stood up, drew out the three-foot green blade, and flew up to meet Xiang Wentian.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting each other in the air. With one sword strike, Xiang Wentian was defeated without any resistance.

After Linghu Chong saw through it, he showed mercy and even teased Xiang Wentian after landing.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Wentian cut off his arm with a sword. After he cut himself off, he persuaded Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying to leave quickly.

Ren Yingying performed her pity for Xiang Wentian and her reluctance towards Linghu Chong extremely delicately. The cargo ship on the dock received a signal that it was about to pull anchor and leave. She reluctantly urged: "The ship is about to leave."

Xiang Wentian covered the bleeding wound and said, "You guys should leave quickly."

Yue Lingshan stood up without hesitation: "Let's go!"

After boarding the boat, Linghu Chong held Ren Yingying's hand with his backhand and said sincerely: "Yingying, let's go together!"

Yue Lingshan's expression condensed, and her jealousy faded away. She secretly observed the reactions of Ren Yingying and Linghu Chong.

"You let us go..."

Linghu Chong is still fighting hard to keep Ren Yingying: "Your father will never let you go!"

"As a member of the divine religion, I must live and die with the divine religion..."

Ren Yingying lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes. She silently tried to withdraw her hand: "The ship is about to leave, let go!"

The boat slowly left, the two looked at each other, and the distance became farther and farther. Only then did Ren Yingying realize that the guqin had been pulled down. She hurriedly picked up the guqin and chased it all the way to the lake beach. When the wind blew, the cloth wrapping the guqin fell with the wind.

, gradually fade away.

In the autumn water and the sky, Yue Lingshan, who was flamboyant on the string of the boat, showed a sweet smile of a winner. She tentatively rested her head on Linghu Chong's shoulder.

But he was gently pushed away by Linghu Chong, who looked towards Ren Yingying on the shore with a little bit of tears in his eyes.

Yue Lingshan boldly hugged Linghu Chong's arms, and she smiled with longing.

On the white and crystal clear lake beach, Ren Yingying, who was walking barefoot and holding a piano, had her veil lifted by the wind. She also wept silently, and sadly bid farewell to her lover.

The scene finally freezes on Ren Yingying's back on the lakeside and the mist lingering around the lake and mountains with rippling blue waves.



"Look at this Yi Yi..."

After watching the replay, Fei Jingyu began to joke about Yi Yi's performance in the final scene: "Sneaking up the drama for myself again!"

"I don't!"

Glancing at Weng Huaijing's reaction, Yi Yi, who was worried, skillfully changed the subject: "Senior Sister Fei's acting skills are so great, she deserves to be the Tsing Yi produced by Renyi!"

Luo Xuyang, who half-covered the left side of his face with a scarf, special effects makeup, and a bloody costume, affirmed: "Our Jing Yu's movements and expressions are very good. The drama has really improved a lot in the past few years!"

Even in his casual clothes, Qian Dejun looked pleased: "Fei Yatou didn't embarrass our talent!"

Fei Jingyu was so embarrassed that he lowered his head: "The small stage is indeed very training..."

Yi Yi twisted his clothes and sighed bitterly: "How long will it take for me to get rid of my reputation as a little actress!"

"Girl Yi, do you want to come to our entertainment show in two months..."

Looking at each other in tacit understanding, Qian Dejun and Luo Xuyang started to cooperate and began to seduce Yi Yi: "We haven't decided on Yu Ge's B role in the drama version of "Moonlight"."

"This is a good idea. In fact, I was seconded to Renyi at the beginning..."

Yan Qing understood Qian Dejun's passion for his talent, and he played the drums for the Vice Dean of Humanities and Arts: "Junior sister Fei plays the role of A. You two should allocate your time on stage reasonably. It will definitely not affect other announcements."

"Where's the male protagonist? Brother Qing?"

Yi Yi suddenly became interested and looked at Yan Qing expectantly.

"Yi Yi, your purpose is too clear. The role of the male protagonist has not been decided yet!" Fei Jingyu answered for Yan Qing with a smile.

"What are you talking about? I am Brother Qing's serious sister..."

Yi Yi hurriedly began to defend himself: "The matter of leaving Renyi must be considered in the long run. I will discuss it with the agency later."

"How many good sisters do you have?"

Professor Weng glanced at Yan Qing pretending to be cold, which made a certain great director who felt good about himself suddenly shudder. He raised his guide tube and greeted: "The film crew and actors will move to the scene immediately. The latest announcement from Group C, the Sun Moon God Sect.

The extras for robbing the Ming court's arms are all in place!"


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