"You're crazy about killing! Yan'er is right, Weng Huaijing is really crazy about killing, eldest sister! Humph! Sister, why do you have such an expression of lust?"
Yuan Yuyue took a bite of the bitten straw, and glanced at her eldest sister and best friend Meng Yan, who were staring at the screen on both sides with her peripheral vision. They both made obvious forward leaning movements, and looked straight at each other with the other people in the VIP room.
Staring at Dongfang Bubai, who was looking up to drink, she suppressed the blush on her little face and wished she could follow these gazes and get into them instead.
The screen is currently showing a scene where the "beautiful lady" in red clothes defeats the fire, encountering each other by chance on the green lake in the middle of the water, Dongfang Bubai, who has just acquired a peerless martial arts skills, is like a shyly blooming water lily in the middle of the water, volleying with Linghu Chong.
Drinking a pot of wine, the leader, who was pretending to be silent, turned his eyes to the sky, and showed his bright hands while pouring the wine. He was bold but charming, domineering and unrestrained, and perfectly blended with charm and style, without knowing it.
The amorous feelings flowing in the corners of his eyes and brows made the evil spirit in a drunken state forget to feel sorry for the precious liquid soaking up his clothes.
"Lianjuan has long eyebrows, looking at Mian Miao slightly, the color inspires the soul, and the heart is happy..."
I got a complimentary ticket from Shanghai Oriental Media. This VIP room was booked by Yu Yumin’s friends in the Shanghai Art Salon Club. When this group of literary and art workers get together, they will inevitably review the works with a professional eye.
With the atmosphere of scrutiny and criticism, there is basically no order in watching movies. Right in front of Yuan Yuyue sat a middle-aged man with a bright forehead. When he heard the four words "lust conferring soul", he shook his head.
He continued: "I personally think that Sima Xiangru's "Ode to Shanglin" was cited for this situation and scene, but it is not as good as Song Ziyuan's "Ode to the Goddess" to suit the scene!"
"High! Really high! As expected of Brother Cheng He, he used Song Yu's "Ode to the Goddess" to deconstruct the lens language of Director Yan's magical skills..."
Sitting next to the bald man was another bald man who was sympathetic to him, and the applause was still not enough. He, who was thinner, recited the original text with great enthusiasm: "The plump appearance is graceful, the buds are warm and jade; the eyes are gentle.
It is bright and bright, and its beauty is visible; its eyebrows are raised like moths, and its red lips are like elixirs."
"Tch, sing and harmonize, that's enough..."
Frowning slightly and pouting, Yuan Yuyue subconsciously looked for an ally. Meng Yan on the left was still looking at the innocent Weng Huaijing on the screen, who could carry his voice from thousands of miles away like a water lotus. Yuan Yuchun on the right could not take his eyes away and nodded lightly at the same time, seeming to be attracted by the two bald men.
The man agreed with her point of view, and she couldn't help but whispered in annoyance: "Sister, you! It's okay to ignore me, but you still keep your elbows outward... Humph!"
"Being able to capture the beauty of an actor's bones is a compliment to the director's profound skills..."
Yuan Yuchun quickly spoke up to smooth things over. Fortunately, no one paid attention to her little sister's jealousy. The two bosses were still obsessed with deconstructing the camera. She bit Yuan Yuyue's ear and added the introduction: "Shh, you're talking.
Professor Gong Hanyan from the Department of Drama Literature of Shanghai Theater Academy, and Mr. Fan next to him, a senior film critic of "Wenhui Po", and the main writer of "Wenhui Film Collection" is the co-organizer of the Magnolia Award. They also hold the highest Golden Dragon Award in film.
voting rights.”
"Ah? It doesn't have the elegant and easy-going temperament of our regiment leader Mei..."
Glancing at the two reflective light sources in front of her, Yuan Yuyue muttered in a low voice and stuck out her tongue at her sister apologetically: "Oh, I almost got into trouble again. Then when they sang out of tune just now, eldest sister, why did you join in the booing!"
"Am I mocking you? I'm obviously cooperating with Sister Yumin's cheers, don't you think so, Xiaoyue..."
With a neat flick of her short hair, Yuan Yuchun took it off cleanly. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "The heroic heroes drank and joked in twos and twos. The unruly style of wandering around in the rivers and lakes has to be added to the voice of the smoker and drinker to sing it with a little more broken voice!"
Looking at his nose and heart, Yuan Yuyue weakly replied: "I just think that singing like him is the best way to deal with it."
"cut…"
With a cute look, Yuan Yuchun sneered: "Of course you have to stop singing to coax the little girl to sleep!"
The focus of the dispute between the two sisters returned to Yan Qing. After Linghu Chong accompanied his junior sister to burn grass to sacrifice horses, he played the three-stringed string instrument and sang "Swordsman" at the top of his voice to coax Yue Lingshan to sleep. The plot smoothly moved to the Miao village with the sound of silk and bamboo. In the middle scene, Ren Yingying and the Miao girls play this song on the drums, harps, and shengs.
Let’s not mention the wonderful scenes of young girls singing and dancing interspersed with the elegance of ancient music. The professor surnamed Gong in the front row praised the episode as “the music has ancient style, the lyrics have chivalrous spirit, and the song has the charm of the world”.
As the saying goes, "Great music must be easy", the simple back and forth progression of the five ancient musical scales of Yu, Zheng, Jiao, Shang and Gong is as shocking as an epic. Many middle-aged Chinese like Fan Chenghe and Gong Hanyan in the VIP room heard it. All the young people sang along to the sound of the guqin.
"Okay! What a glorious moment, and there is still a glimpse of the evening light left, and it should be revealed here!"
At that time, the hostess of the salon, Yu Yumin, who was sitting in the middle, bowed to Fan and Gong, who was so forgetful that she invited the two distinguished guests to have a drink.
"So Sister Min is trying to help him canvass votes, rather than maintaining the order of movie viewing..."
Thinking back to this incident, Yuan Yuyue looked thoughtfully at a beautiful figure not far away with her beautiful back exposed. Before she could finish her words, Meng Yan added in a low voice: "Director Yuan, I can't." Can you participate in the Golden Dragon Award for being in a commercial theater? I thought they were bragging about locking in next year’s best film score in advance, but it’s actually true, it’s great!”
"Of course, there are no less than five votes sitting in this hall now, and the film selected for the highest Golden Dragon Award wants to qualify for the first round of nominations..."
Nodding to her little sister, Yuan Yuchun sat up straight and her expression turned slightly serious. She glanced at the screen and spoke softly to the two laymen about the nomination rules for the highest honorary award in the Chinese film industry: "You only need to submit it within the stipulated one year. It only needs to be legally and compliantly screened in domestic cinemas for at least a full week, and it must be jointly recommended by five voters, and the type of cinema is not limited.”
"The so-called God has given me a great responsibility. He has given me magical powers. When the sun rises in the east, I am the only one who will be undefeated! Hahaha!"
Hearing Weng Huaijing's neutral and deep pseudo-male voice, the three women who tacitly agreed to pause the communication all looked up at the screen. The plot quickly advanced to the scene where the Sun and Moon God Cult interrogated the Ming army prisoners on Blackwood Cliff. play:
Wearing a high-brimmed black hat and a floral shirt, Dongfang Bubai has a majestic appearance, his brows are calm and majestic, holding his concubine in his arms, he breaks down all the will of the enemy generals while talking and laughing, and his every move shows the fierce and domineering power of a hero.
"The men's clothes are as beautiful as the trees in the wind, and the women's looks are graceful and graceful!" Gong Hanyan praised sincerely amid gasps and tongue smacks.
Raising his hands in the air, Fan Chenghe gave two thumbs up: "I have to admit that Professor Weng's acting skills are at the level of a Golden Dragon Award-winning actor."
"Oh, are you sure you're not a movie queen, Brother Chenghe?"
"I'm sure! It can only be said that great souls are androgynous."
Yuan Yuyue heard the casual joke among the judges. In fact, she was also amazed by the image of Dongfang Bubai. Unwilling to do so, she could only sneer at Weng Huaijing while continuing to watch the movie: "Lina is so disgusting, and... I pretended it to her, and I can barely praise Brother Qing’s directing ability. Just bear with it, I have to go home and finish it again quietly!"
As soon as the almighty spiritual victory method came out, Yuan Yuyue also turned her attention back to the screen. After Dongfang Invincible solved the crisis of hijacking arms, it was natural that they would reward them based on their merits. They also tried to find an old friend to meet and even tried to persuade him to retire. Linghu Chong, who was on the other end of the world, actually found his way to Heimuya. With a few sets of Ronin costumes and the Fusang dialect that he could imitate, he and a group of Huashan juniors successfully sneaked into the Ronin camp where they were celebrating.
The exotic background sound of Fusang, coupled with the flickering bonfire, and the pressure of surrounding enemies, made the atmosphere increasingly tense. There was still no trace of Ren Yingying. Linghu Chong, who was speechless and had a guilty conscience, was instead killed. A mysterious person in the camp was targeted.
"Lead him to a secluded place and fight quickly!"
Linghu Chong's solution was simple and crude, but the mysterious man also had the same plan. So in a misty forest, all dressed as fuso ronin, they fought against each other. The mysterious man took the lead and started a great battle. With three moves, he instantly broke through the massive Huashan Sword Formation.
"Li Jian Style!"
Linghu Chong, who had the confidence to say that the battle would be quick and decisive, naturally would not watch his junior disciples suffer as he was rushing around the formation. He quickly entered the battle from behind with the unparalleled power of the Dugu Nine Swords.
"Sword Qi? What a powerful sword style!"
The solemn tone of the mysterious man's voice as if he was approaching a formidable enemy made even Yuan Yuyue, who had always been interested in action scenes, feel anxious as she sat upright. She saw a green-edged sword spinning around Linghu Chong like a living creature, weaving a chain from time to time. Shooting out the dense network of sword energy, the situation was reversed in the flash of lightning. He gained the upper hand and suppressed the mysterious man who revealed his ferocious true appearance. The sonorous sound of the weapon, the movement of a swimming dragon, and the miraculous sword skills Thousands of viewers were fascinated by it.
"Damn! How did Cheng Chaoping and the others do it? It's so cool and unrestrained, so real that it doesn't look like special effects were added. The action team of Shanghai Film Studio was so impressive that I didn't even pay attention when I heard Lao Huang bragging about labor and management a few days ago. , stay until what..."
Yuan Yuyue, who was holding her breath and concentrating, suddenly lighted up. It turned out that the two light sources were approaching again unconsciously. Miss Yuan San heard Duan Jinling's rude words mixed with the dialect. The thin man surnamed Fan gave up his half-literate style. He As he spoke, he bumped his shoulder into the stunned Gong Hanyan next to him.
"When the Lonely Nine Swords are about to be released and we strive for the Golden Dragon, no wonder Huang Jinbai dares to say harsh words. He is so confident. His martial arts and his own style of mirror movement are so harmonious. Cao, Ke Liwen There is no such thing as this level. If you continue to watch, both sides of the war know that there is a problem on the other side and the fight will not be successful!"
Hearing that the gentle Shanghai Opera professor was so sweet that she almost burst out laughing, Yuan Yuyue covered her mouth and almost burst into laughter. She felt that the two of them spoke more fluently after catching on, and the gap in their hearts was also bridged a lot.
Sure enough, the fierce fight came to an abrupt end. The mysterious man revealed his identity. It turned out that he was Xiang Wentian, the right envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect. In order to find out the whereabouts of the former teaching director, Wo Xing, he disfigured himself and sneaked into the Ronin camp. After many twists and turns, Ren Yingying finally saw through the truth. When I met my "lover" Linghu Chong, the eccentric Blue Phoenix and the jealous Yue Lingshan appeared from time to time to steal the scene. Everyone also had to be wary of the Fuso warriors patrolling the camp, which changed this long-awaited encounter. Some flavor.
"Lao Gong, look at it, he is indeed a top student cultivated by Hua Opera and Imperial Capital. Every time he smiles, he frowns, then he frowns, he feels like a big Qingyi..."
Early in the morning, she recognized that the girl hugging Yan Qing was still played by Assistant Weng Huaijing. Yuan Yuyue curled her lips secretly, and couldn't help but slandered someone who was so fat that they didn't want to be passed on to others. Thinking about it, she felt that she was a bit outrageous. She couldn't help but smile shyly.
The comments from the bald male teachers also sounded quite pertinent.
"Hmph! My children in the Shanghai Opera are indeed a little worse than the national team, but why did Fan Cheng and you just keep silent about Yi Yi, who was criticized by "Wenhui Film and Television" and is losing his spirit? She plays Yue Lingshan
How expressive, that little scheming look in his eyes."
Professor Gong and Mr. Fan got into a quarrel off the screen, but after some arguing on the screen, everyone realized that although they knew that Dongfang Invincible's martial arts had reached its peak, they couldn't bear the beauty's tears, and the passionate prodigal Linghu Chong still made the move despite the objections of his juniors.
The impulsive decision to explore the forbidden area of the Ronin camp at night.
"Linghu Chong's motivation for taking the initiative is very reasonable. Youdao is a hero who has a hard time being a beauty..."
The bonfire leaping in the distance contrasts with Ren Yingying, who has tears in her eyes, and falls into Linghu Chong's arms. This scene on the screen is very beautiful, and the bickering between Gong and Fan is finally over: "I feel pity for Yingying, the ancients are honest and do not deceive.
"
Yuan Yuyue was not the only one who eavesdropped on their conversation. Meng Yan smiled and asked, "Sister Xiaoyue, do you think men prefer Ren Yingying or Dongfang Cult Leader?"
"Spring, autumn, and moon are all beautiful in their own way."
Fan Chenghe, who was very chatting with each other, started chatting again. As he spoke, he turned around and nodded to the Yuan Yuchun sisters.
"The storyboard is really well done, ah, Teacher Fan is right..."
After waking up from his obsession with Yan Qing's composition, Yuan Yuchun glanced at the screen and echoed: "Maybe Linghu Chong thinks so too, right, Yuan Yuan?"
"What are you talking about? Let's watch a movie..."
With a blush on her face, Yuan Yuyue murmured and joined the group chat: "This is the third time we have met. It's time to reveal our identity."
As soon as the camera turned, the so-called forbidden area quickly revealed its true face in Lushan. There was no cage in the small courtyard, but there was a quiet room. Dongfang Bubai, who was embracing his concubine's poems, drank wine and talked about his family, country and world, but his thoughts
He had been wandering on the blue lake where he met Linghu Chong, and he could not forget this man.
If you never forget it, there will be repercussions. This man did not disappoint Dongfang. He truly exudes the characteristic of freedom in traveling around the world without any scruples. After evacuating Ren Yingying and his junior brothers and sisters, Linghu Chong took action directly as soon as he patted his head. He started with Xiang Wentian and Mingxiu.
The plank road made noise to distract the guard, allowing him to secretly cross Chencang and sneak into the courtyard where a heavy army of Fuso Ronin troops were stationed.
A round of rapidly edited short shots staggered to explain what was happening inside and outside the small courtyard. Outside, Linghu Chong ran into four ninjas who were hiding from the ground to guard him. Dongfang Bubai had placed Shishi across a wall. He was keenly aware of the dim candlelight.
There seemed to be another moth coming to fight the fire.
In a blink of an eye, Linghu Chong subdued the four ninjas from the air, as neatly as Dongfang Bubai used water to melt ice to kill the moths fighting the fire.
The appetizers were suddenly settled. Dongfang Bubai, with his long hair disheveled, flicked his finger and fired the bare candlestick with its wax base at the uninvited guest. He was not a soft-hearted person. It happened that there was a piece of embroidery that was about to be completed and an embroidery needle in the room.
It has been held in the palm of the hand by the East.
Linghu Chong, who was on the move, raised the tip of his sword to catch the fire that was still burning. With the fierce sword energy, he decided to capture the thief first and capture the king first. He swung his sword and drove straight towards the enemy.
The deadly embroidery needle flew out, time and space seemed to be stagnant in the electric light and flint, and the light and shadow jumped rapidly in the flickering candlelight. Linghu Chong saw clearly the "enemy" who was wearing a robe that would be astonishing. When he was surprised, his appearance was also stunning.
Dongfang Bubai also saw the inevitable repercussions after he never forgot about it.
Linghu Chong almost destroyed the flower with his hand, but Linghu Chong immediately changed his moves to release his strength. With the sword and the sparkling fire, he could barely maintain his heroic posture as a master, but the candle could not be saved.
Threads flying all over the sky were scattered on the two of them. Linghu Chong had no idea that the "weak woman" opposite him was also showing mercy. The murderous Dongfang Bubai, in desperation, chose to activate all the embroidery needles to shoot down the murderous thread.
This is why there is a wonder like a house full of needles and threads.
"What is love? Let those who are merciful and not be merciful be merciful, and those who dominate without being merciful should be merciful. This is love!"
"I love so and so, Lao Fan, tell me, you can cut off the editor a few times to get a group of people, but who is in charge of the mirror?"
"Tan Sen, it should be him and Yan Qing who brought him out. Professor Gong, could you please tell me, does the change from cold to warm colors use the alternation of light and dark to metaphor the Eastern mentality from male to female, from ruthless to passionate?"
The clumsy Linghu Chong on the screen pulled the silk thread closer to the exposed-shouldered Dongfang Bubai. There were many beautiful scenes between the two of them, but there was already a lot of discussion in the VIP room, although they were not satisfied with some of the professional vocabulary used by his eldest sister and the bosses.
She understood very well, but Yuan Yuyue could also feel the soul-stirring aura when the firelight from the sword tip flashed across Weng Huaijing's cheek.
"It's something serious. Sister Xiaoyue, don't watch the rolling floor yet..."
In the midst of the uproar, Meng Yan handed Yuan Yuyue a mobile phone. She said angrily: "He Ranzhi is going to the Imperial Capital, and he is going to "Talent Co., Ltd." with President Mei and the chief violinist of the main orchestra!"
"ah?"
With the noisy background buzzing in her ears, Yuan Yuyue struggled to move her eyes from the beautiful picture of Linghu Chong holding Dongfang Bubai "escaping" from the forbidden area on the screen to the mobile phone in front of her, seeing Congratulations.
Ranzhi showed off screenshots of her flight reservations on social media. In the comment column, she saw many compliments from her colleagues who were friends with her. The tip of her nose felt inexplicably sore.
"Maybe it's because Mama He is a famous Yue Opera actress? Otherwise, no matter who gets her, Qingjiao will have to practice in the second violin position for half a year if she joins the main troupe. Alas, it's Yan Qing's fault that he doesn't keep his word. He clearly promised..."
After being speechless for a long time, Meng Yan couldn't help but sourly make up the story about the former concertmaster who had been a strong competitor to Miss Yuan San since she joined the Shanghai Youth Social Network. As a roommate and best friend, she certainly knew how much Yuan Yuyue wanted to pull Yan Yan.
I also know that the two of them had some verbal agreements when they collaborated on "Moonlight Sultry", but it's a pity that the scumbag named Yan obviously didn't take it seriously.
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dividing line
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The world is a valley of echoes, and if you never forget it, there will be an echo. The same is true for Linghu in the East, the same is true for Ren Yingying, and the same is true for Yuan Yuyue.
So let’s have a little theater!
The infatuated and infatuated Yuan Xiaoyue angrily said to Meng Yan: "I don't allow you to say that to him!"