"Yue Fei! Yue Pengju, "Xiaozhong Mountain: The cicadas couldn't stop singing in the cold last night"..."
Looking away from the two hands that were still interacting in the distance, Fu Ruochei immediately understood the source of the original word. She smiled and glanced at Luo Bing, who had his back turned to her. Her lips and teeth kept moving as she looked at her: "The fox's tail is still there."
Didn't you show it obediently? Hey, did Professor Weng turn around? I hate it, why did there suddenly be more people over there!"
As soon as the vision changed, more people were added to the small area of the cushion. Before the martial artists pushed the dismantled equipment to leave, several theater staff holding down jackets and vests came up again. For a while, people and props were flowing intensively.
Ruthless blocked Fu Ruochei and the others from snooping.
…
"The scene of the chain belt rescuing people is so perfect, wonderful, wonderful..."
"There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. Oh, Tiao Fei's acting skills are really incredible! This look conveys Ren Yingying's despair towards Linghu Chong so clearly!"
"Yi Yatou is also very excited. She is worried, scared, disgusted, sad...the transformation of complex emotions is particularly natural..."
"Yili, please help me take a look. What is Dongfang trying to express with this look?"
"Her hypocritical indifference was shattered by Linghu Chong's sincere enthusiasm. Well, this is the director's remarks on the logic of the actors' actions!"
"Linghu Chong's eyes are so gentle. He wants to burn all his hatred, shame, dignity and worldly prejudices!"
"Tan Sen's camerawork in this scene is amazing! Yan Qing trained him really well. In fact, it was this scene that dispelled all my worries before filming..."
…
When I lost my vision, I could still hear the surprises of Li Yannian and others when they were criticizing the rough cut of the video. I couldn't see everything I wanted to see, and what I could hear was encrypted so that people couldn't understand it. I looked around at a loss in this huge place.
Everyone on the set seemed to be very busy, except for herself and Jiang Tang. This feeling made Fu Ruoxi feel heartbroken.
"After the storm, there may not always be a beautiful sky..."
But in the midst of the chaos, there was a call coming from the mobile phone that was buckled on the table. A solo version of "Human World" by Weng Huaijing buzzed, but no one seemed to have time to pay attention. Luo Bing, who was closest to Fu Ruoxi, was busy talking to her body.
Next to them, Ji Xian, Lin Shaoqing and others were talking passionately about words such as "unforgettable love", "deep hatred", "full of obsession", "a lifetime of regret".
"When the sky is clear, there will be a rainbow, so just because you look innocent doesn't mean you are ignorant..."
The ringtone gradually became weaker and stronger, but no one paid attention to it. She hesitated for a while before letting go of her boyfriend's hand. Fu Ruochei leaned over and picked up the mobile phone on the table. After flipping the screen, she found that the caller had "Lao Zhang" displayed on it. Just when she was about to slide
When the screen answered, the call ended abruptly.
The wallpaper flashed past in front of the screen, and it seemed to be a scene of Linghu Chong in Confucian attire overlooking the sea. Such an ordinary movie still did not arouse Fu Ruolai's suspicion, and no one around noticed this scene, so she casually passed Yan
Qing put the phone back on the table and put it next to Weng Huaijing's phone with a flick of her finger.
"Ruoruo! Come here, be careful! They may have noticed us too..."
When she heard what her boyfriend said, Fu Ruochei turned around and realized that it was only a matter of time before Jiang Tang took a few steps out. At this time, several actresses had already put on their warm down jackets and were starting to take their time.
Walking towards the director's booth, Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing were still at the end of the line. In front of them, they looked at Miao Miao, who kept turning around to talk, with a smile on her face.
"hateful!"
Cutting back to the silent lip language, Jiang Tang continued his complaint: "I have been trying to use the staff and Yi Yi to block my sight! You are trying to hide it, but there is indeed a big problem!"
"Listen to Sister Bing, let's hold steady first and wait and see what happens..."
The code word had only been transmitted halfway, and Fu Ruolai's prying eyes had already met with Yi Yi, who debuted in the same year as her. The two of them were in the same industry and were of similar age and had no overlapping resources. Although they were not in frequent contact, they still maintained a relationship.
It's acceptable.
"Ruoli! It's really you two. Why do you want to come to visit the class? The last time we saw you, you should have made the announcement for the Pearl Tower. In the end, I finished the stage..."
Passing by Jiang Tang in a gorgeous way, Yi Yi took a closer look halfway through and recognized a certain couple who had a very low presence today. After saying something that sounded normal to Fu Ruochei, she actually started to have erratic eyes.
, Gu Pan hesitated for a long time, and then took the opportunity to introduce Fei Jingyu to change the topic: "This is Fei Jingyu from Renyi, Sister Jinyu, Fu Ruolai and Jiang Tang. Their "Jianghu Noise" is also super popular!
"
"Sister Jing Yu, your scenes are very good. Mr. Gang Kang and the others are still praising you for their distinct sense of layering..."
Spreading her hands to say hello, Fu Ruocei explained slightly awkwardly: "We were brought here last night by Director Li on the spur of the moment..."
"In fact, I bought "If You Are Away" in the first half of the year, and Mr. Kang is in love with the acting. After all, there are two big mountains behind it..."
Her eyebrows are as dark as the distant mountains, and her eyes are like the waves of autumn water. Although Fei Jingyu is wearing Miao clothes under her down jacket, her whole body naturally reveals a touch of indifferent classical beauty even when she makes witty remarks, until she glances at Luo Bing and Li Yannian.
Looking at the person's back, she smiled thoughtfully and said, "Maybe they want to share in your happiness."
“hey bro!what’s good…”
Jiang Tang, who wandered to the front, also bumped into the belated arrival of Yan Qing and the others. Having met him once before, he enthusiastically raised his fists and greeted Weng Huaijing with the usual incisions used by rappers in the hip-hop circle.
: "ei~yo~the-lady-in-the-mask huh!"
“what’s up! ginger.s!”
Accurately calling Jiang Tang's real name, aka, Yan Qing, who paused for a moment, hurriedly responded with a fist bump from Jiang Tang, while Weng Huaijing just nodded slightly and picked up Miao Miao, who was trying to socialize a few words, and continued walking forward.
Realizing that the complex set of gang gestures initiated by her boyfriend did not receive any response from Yan Qing, the two men exchanged pleasantries while continuing to walk after a brief fist bump.
This scene made Fu Ruochei couldn't help laughing, but she soon had to hold her breath because the tall and slim Weng Huaijing had already walked up to her with Miao Miao.
"Ms. Miao, Weng...Professor Weng..."
Completely different from Fei Jingyu's aura, Weng Huaijing's coldness conveyed to Fu Ruocei a sense of alienation and a sense of distance from strangers. A little distraction caused her to naturally lack some confidence when greeting her.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Fu, regarding the song "Train...", our studio really has not considered sublicensing the right to cover it..."
Miao Miao, who had just been blocked from trying to socialize, finally took the opportunity to speak up first. As she spoke, General Manager Miao's big dark eyes were slightly raised, which made Fu Ruochei inexplicably feel like she wanted to take credit in front of Weng Huaijing: "Unless Jinger
Sister, she agrees!"
"Sorry, Xiaomei was joking..."
She turned slightly, and the corners of Weng Huaijing's slender eyes turned red. After a short pause, she continued to maintain a cold and polite tone: "I turned down the invitation before because of the heavy teaching workload. I didn't expect you to make a special trip to the imperial capital.
"
"...Generally, only Hollywood film crews like to use this set of coding rules to mark reel numbers, scene numbers, scene numbers, and strips. In the final analysis, it is all to make it easier for directors and editors to edit later..."
Before Fu Ruochei had time to explain to Weng Huaijing the reason why she came to the imperial capital, several big guys behind her seemed to have just finished watching the rough cut playback. When the group dispersed, they were still discussing with unfinished content. Kang Changling muttered to Li Yannian as he walked: "Actually, with us
The names in China are similar, and they all come from the naming system of the European film industry. For example, in the one I just took, the upper left corner of the viewfinder is marked r4*s16*e*t1..."
“roll_4,scene_16,slate_e,take_1…”
Zhan Youhuan, who was walking on the other side of Li Yannian, said seamlessly: "Of course, if it is converted into the names that most domestic crews are more accustomed to on the set, the fourth roll of film or memory card, the sixteenth scene, the fifth shot, the first shooting,
This makes it much easier to understand.
"Please, are you really discussing these issues seriously?"
Seeing the big bosses who had just been playing a puzzle game against the code book pretending to be serious about discussing the details of the filming, Fu Ruochei was shocked and had ten thousand complaints that she could not get out of her mouth.
"Brother Qing, the rough cutting effect is very good..."
Taking Yi Li and Zhao Mu back to the outside, Shao Qing emphasized to Yan Qing who was still communicating with Jiang Tang: "After connecting the whole plot together, Mr. Kang and Mr. Zhan are quite satisfied!"
"It just so happened that Jiang Tang and the others didn't grab the territory before..."
With an exceptionally bright smile, Luo Bing waved to Weng Huaijing and Fu Ruochei beside him: "Why don't you just watch it together."
It was Weng Huaijing's habit to come over to watch replays after the show, and two more people would have no impact. She nodded and took Miao Miao to stand directly behind Liu Yuze. Professor Weng accepted Luo Bing's suggestion.
In full view of the public, Fu Ruochei couldn't continue to initiate an encrypted call with her boyfriend who was talking to Yan Qingchang across the street, so she could only follow the trend and follow Weng Huaijing. She didn't expect that everyone would not follow the routine, and she secretly made up her mind that she would have to wait until the end.
After receiving some advice from Luo Bing, wait for the opportunity.
"...The core of punk is anti, and the spirit of hip-hop is real. Anti is in line with real in a sense. I think you and her can definitely try more in pop punk and melody rap. Sorry, let me
Everyone, please wait..."
As he spoke, he walked around Liu Yuze's desk. After Yan Qing smiled apologetically at Luo Bing, Yi Yi and Fei Jingyu who were also waiting for the right to watch the movie, he continued softly to Jiang Tang: "We can do it when we have time.
Let’s talk more and watch this replay first.”
Hearing that her boyfriend was asking Yan Qing for advice on writing songs for her, Fu Ruochei felt warm in her heart. After thinking about it carefully, she became alarmed. It seemed that Weng Huaijing was the only one who had not received an apology. This made her have a certain judgment that was close to solid.
Fill in some more colors.
After Yan Qing also settled down, Liu Yuze immediately clicked on a file that the mouse had been hovering for a long time. Fu Ruochei also temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart and looked at the screen with all her attention:
"See which one you can save!"
"Four styles in one!"
There were two loud shouts at the beginning. Dongfang Bubai, who was seriously injured, was holding two girls hostage and flew past the crumbling cliff top. However, Linghu Chong hit him in the air with an invisible sword energy. The three girls suddenly fell down.
However, Fu Ruochei was keenly aware that after editing, the height from which they fell had obviously been moved to the top of the cliff hundreds of meters above.
At this time, Yue Lingshan and Ren Yingying, who were falling rapidly, had originally saved their lives like drowning people. After suddenly accelerating, their rescue actions became more reasonable. When Linghu Chong, who was covered in blood, chased down the cliff, he used Qinggong at the critical moment to pass through a belt.
He cleverly rescued the two women with a powerful force, like pulling chestnuts from the fire. There was no trace of sloppiness in the entire rescue process. The rhythm was tense and thrilling, and Fu Ruoli couldn't help but sweat while watching it.
When Linghu Chong settled the two girls and jumped down again, the screen cut out close-ups of Yan Qing, Weng Huaijing, Fei Jingyu, Yi Yi, and Weng Huaijing.
After feeling Linghu Chong's full obsession and the hatred in Dongfang Bubai's eyes gradually disappearing and love reappearing, Fu Ruochei finally saw the content that the big bosses had discussed so much before. Ren Yingying really performed the emotion of "nothing is greater than death".
The layering is distinct, and Yue Lingshan's expression can be said to be anxious and angry.
After Linghu Chong almost grabbed the hem of Dongfang Bubai's outer robe, the two of them, who continued to fall, finally gained a foothold with a three-foot green blade inserted into the cliff. In the camera, rocks were rolling down above their heads.
, there was a fierce wind around me, and there was an abyss beneath my feet, and my life was almost hanging by a thread.
"Why save me, you heartless person!"
It was obvious that Dongfang Bubai wanted to die, letting the falling rocks fly past him, with disheveled hair and no desire to live in his eyes, as if Linghu Chong's sacrifice of his life to save her meant nothing to her.
"I just want to ask you..."
Even though life and death were completely abandoned, he still couldn't let go in his heart. After all, Linghu Chong couldn't be ruthless and righteous. He stared sadly at the dying Dongfang Bubai in front of him, with deep tenderness and love in his eyes: "That day
Isn’t it you who is with me at night?”
"I won't tell you, I want you to remember me..."
The splendid clothes were finally overwhelmed, and the silk was torn apart by constant pulling. Dongfang Bubai, who went to die like a banished immortal, left Linghu Chong with an expression that looked like a smile but not a smile, but also a cry, with her hair covered in blue silk.
Looking into the eyes of her lover, she said goodbye: "I want you to regret it for the rest of your life!"
Live alone or die together...
Genuine enthusiasm or false indifference...
Unforgettable love or deep-seated hatred...
Full of obsession or a lifetime of regret...
After seeing this scene, Fu Ruochei recalled the previous comments from the bosses, and suddenly felt that those exaggerated words were incomparable with the subtle emotions conveyed by Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing through their respective delicate acting skills. This made her look forward to the next content even more.
stand up.
After experiencing what was lost and found again, Linghu Chong was not in a hurry to think about it. It was as if he had just realized who the person he loved was at this moment.
Without hesitation, he let go of the Qingfeng sword, jumped up again, and held his lover tightly in his arms.
"Tell me, you are Shishi!"
They went to hell together without hesitation, and when they hugged each other and fell to the bottom of the cliff, Linghu Chong's only thought was to make Dongfang Bubai admit that she was the girl he had had sex with.
Dongfang Bubai's response was naturally the scene that Fu Ruochei had seen with a sudden glance, and it was also the performance that Li Yannian said had amazed everyone when Weng Huaijing tried on makeup:
Silent and smiling sadly, Dongfang Bubai used his remaining strength to accurately push Linghu Chong back to the only place on the cliff where he could rest. With tears in his eyes, she finally fell into the abyss alone and gracefully.
"Ah! Nope..."
Although transparent wire equipment is vaguely visible on the actors throughout the video, and there is a steel wire safety rope hanging on the back that has not been wiped off in time, there are also English abbreviations on the upper left side of the viewfinder that accurately mark the reel number, scene number, and lens of the footage.
No. 1 and other information, but these obviously could not extinguish the enthusiasm of Fu Ruochei and Jiang Tang. They both stared at Yan Qing with pleading eyes. They were completely unable to accept that the plot came to an abrupt end and asked in unison: "Is there anything else down there?"
"Let's just cut to the transition shot. We haven't started the editing between the big paragraphs yet..."
Fu Ruochei, who was greatly disappointed, discovered that Yan Qing's left hand began to tap gently on the table again while he was speaking. The rhythm was very much like the root accompaniment of a piano performance. She subconsciously glanced at Weng Huaijing in front of her. Sure enough, the five fingers of his right hand were also
Let's dance and fly together.
"After the storm, there may not always be a beautiful sky..."
The scene suddenly reached a deadlock, and suddenly an ethereal singing voice came from behind, breaking the short-term tranquility: "If the sky is clear, there will be a rainbow, so just because you look innocent doesn't mean you are ignorant..."
"I'm coming, I'm coming. When I hear the ringtone, it's Lao Zhang calling. Why haven't I seen her..."
Miao Miao volunteered to take over the job of answering the phone. Miao Miao turned around and looked at the two cell phones placed opposite each other on the table, feeling worried: "Oops, why did she call..."
"Ms. Zhang may have accompanied Sister Yumin to find Xie Wanying for guidance..."
The wallpaper on the mobile phone with the screen on the table looked particularly familiar, and after interpreting the hidden meaning of Miao's witty words, Fu Ruoli's eyes brightened, and she instantly threw away all the depression caused by the endless movie-watching experience.
While looking at Luo Bing, she whispered tentatively: "She did call Brother Qing before..."
"Why do you learn everything from me..."
Weng Huai came up with a cadence of blame for no reason. She turned around at the speed of light. She spoke like a fly and struggled to squeeze out the second half of the sentence to Fu Ruochei beside her: "You...can ask him...on the 16th...if he wants...
Willing to participate."
Weng Huaijing's words were vague, but Fu Ruochei's words were concise and to the point.
"What? You go down the mountain to pick up Damao and Lu Lu, then go back to the hotel and wait for us..."
Taking the mobile phone handed over by Miao Miao, Yan Qing looked confused: "Then why do you need to call Xiaoge?" "Okay, sister!"
"Couple mobile phones, couple wallpapers, couple ringtones! Sure enough, the tax evasion company is unlimited! I never thought that it is not awkward to be a partner. We should invite Yan Qing to be our partner!"
An encrypted communication was completed with just the eyes, and Fu Ruochei and Jiang Tang smiled in tacit understanding.
"See, you two have to learn more from Sister Bing..."
Among the people who were holding back their laughter, Shao Qing, who had taken everything into consideration, also smiled and lowered his head to teach Yi Li and Zhao Mu: "I knew she was not good at dissing her acting skills. This meeting is really flattering. It turns out that tax evasion is a big deal."
Luo Bing is the most professional."
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Words from a lazy author who is unwilling to write a single chapter:
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Since October, I have stopped updating for many days for no reason. I would like to apologize to everyone here. Many book friends may have guessed that it is nothing more than some major changes in their lives.
2020 is coming to an end, and I have had an extremely difficult year. The reason for discontinuing updates is actually that I have said it many times in the book club group that my marriage was in crisis at the end of September. There are no bloody stories.
The reason is simply that the thorns in ordinary life wore away the patience of the two people in the marriage, and eventually they reached the stage of divorce.
There was a time when I really couldn't calm down to code, and I didn't want to let my emotions affect the plot of my book, so I changed it to weekly updates, and gradually degenerated into a moon update beast, so I
I have predicted everyone's predictions and started speaking with 500 fan points in advance, but some of you who are unwilling to join the book club are still calling me a fucking eunuch.
From the beginning of the book to now, I have always believed that writing a book is an extremely happy thing for me, so no matter how bad my grades are, I can accept it, and I have no intention of using my own situation to make myself miserable, so I have never been here.
I have revealed some information about myself. For a long time, my avatar was that of Lao Wang next door.
After the divorce, I didn’t ask for any of the joint property. Because I couldn’t get custody of the children, it was more appropriate to leave it to her than to me. I didn’t plan to get married and have children in the future. I used to talk to several book friends.
As I said, I particularly like the love outlook of the male and female protagonists in this book. One of the important purposes of writing this book is to read it to my son when he grows up. I hope he can learn the love outlook of oak trees and kapok.
, when you have love in your heart, you can bravely work hard for love and become a better self.
In the past few months, there have been many disturbing thoughts. The only thing that has not wavered is that I still firmly want to finish this book according to my outline. The full text is about 3.4 million. I have never lost my focus on my words.
Confidence, after all, is what I have always relied on to make a living. I just have to admit that my book is not a web text, and it is not suitable for the increasingly fragmented reading habits. Many related details need to be read patiently.
For example, why Professor Weng couldn't help but want to turn her back on the camera during the quick question and answer session? Because her favorite song is "White Rose". Interested students can search for the flower language of white rose. This should be
This was the response Weng Huaijing wanted to hear most from Yan Qing after he worked hard to improve himself.
To give another casual example, the linkage of kapok and hibiscus actually came from Shao Qing's speculation, but it was only after reading it that everyone suddenly realized that in fact, the tears in Weng Huaijing's eyes were all because of "To the Oak".
Qing Ge'er and Jing'er are both people who are not good at expressing their emotions. They are delicate and full of emotions but restrained, and they also need to maintain a reserved posture. Such people are really cute. How could I be willing to leave them alone, so today
The purpose of posting this note is actually to give all of you a guarantee that I will definitely finish writing this book, no matter how slow it is, it will start well and end well.
Now I have come out, but due to the poor financial situation, I have to pay 5,000 yuan in support for my son every month to give him a better life, so I have to work full-time, and I happened to change from Changsha to
This job in Suzhou takes up a lot of my energy, so I can't guarantee stable updates now, but I can promise that once I have time, I would rather squeeze out the time from piano practice/flower arrangement to code words, and race against time while ensuring quality.
Next, write as much as possible.
In fact, my income after returning to work is much better than when I wrote the book. Apart from being a little tired, I don’t have any financial difficulties. But who doesn’t want to get good grades in his book, so I would like to make a small request at the end. Please stay.
Book friends who follow this book try their best to help their friends around them. I have always longed for the day when Professor Weng will appear on the TV screen.
Thank you all for your subscriptions and taps. The author is very grateful here. Thank you Lili, Xiao C and other book friends for their affirmation and encouragement when I was very discouraged. Thank you, I will not let you down.