I really don't want to be a star

"Teacher Su, please..."

Su Zijin came to the capital city, and after getting ready, he came to the Palace Museum.

As he approached the gate, he could see a slightly bald old man wearing glasses and wearing a Tang suit walking towards him.

"Mr. Su, I finally saw you today."

Cui Sheng smiled and pushed his glasses, and shook hands with Su Zijin.

Approaching the gate, you can see that today's shooting team is arranging props and shooting plans.

Because the shooting location is in the Forbidden City, I dare not make too much movement to prevent damage to cultural relics.Therefore, the candidates for shooting were extremely careful.

"It's rare, Mr. Su is here! I've been waiting for a long time..."

"I have long admired the old man's name."

Su Zijin and Cui Sheng exchanged pleasantries, and walked around the Forbidden City a few times, while Cui Sheng looked at the various cultural relics with a sense of pride.

Walking from the Clock and Watch Academy to the Painting and Calligraphy Academy, Cui Sheng excitedly explained to Su Zijin looking at the cultural relics in the window.

And Su Zijin was also very excited. Every cultural relic represented the glory of Chinese civilization for thousands of years, and the literary and artistic works of all dynasties gathered here, and the majestic and majestic momentum made people lower their voices.

Afraid of disturbing the dusty stories, I wandered around a few times.

Father Cui Sheng was reluctant to leave these cultural relics, and Su Zijin finished putting on makeup.

In the Ceramics Hall of the Forbidden City, prepare to shoot a sample.

As the guardian of national treasures, the national treasure that Su Zijin wants to protect today is called Porcelain Mother.It is a treasure that can only be produced after untold hardships during the Qianlong period. There are seventeen layers of different glaze colors, and the success rate of each glaze color is less than 20.00%.

Therefore, the possibility of casting this porcelain mother is 20.00% to the thirteenth power, which is simply an impossible task.

But in ancient times, there were no modern scientific measurement methods, nor professional temperature control instruments.

Only relying on countless ingenious masters and years of experience, the impossible can be made possible.

This is the best piece of Chinese porcelain.

Su Zijin listened to the explanation by the commentator Zhang Sheng, and was infected by the ancient culture.

Looking at the porcelain mother illuminated by the light in the window, the enamel on the top is connected with the blue and white porcelain on the ground, and under the seventeen colors, there are twelve paintings.

When Zhang Sheng mentioned this best piece of porcelain, his face was filled with a smile, as if he was introducing to Su Zijin the most boastful treasure in his family.

Su Zijin looked at the display window, straightened her back to prop up her suit, carefully looked at every inch of the porcelain mother, as if she saw countless craftsmen trying again and again, and the embryo of clay sculpture watching the flames burning continuously in the kiln , a piece of porcelain is slowly forming in the middle.

After countless failures, discarded tiles accumulated into hills, and suddenly there was an exclamation.

A piece of gorgeous porcelain was cast out by the hands of the craftsman. The red eyes of the craftsman were full of tears, and the muscles on the bronze arms were knotted.

It's done, this piece of Chinese porcelain shines brightly after countless failures.

Through the window, Su Zijin seemed to be able to see through thousands of years at a glance, and the sound of explanations in his ears was not important. With the explosion of emotion, he looked at the patterns on the porcelain and held tears in his eyes.

"Mr. Su, take a look at this kiln-changing glaze. It is a high-temperature copper-red glaze. Only at 1250 to 1280 degrees can this color appear red. If the temperature is low, the color will become low, and the higher the color will become. shallow."

Zhang Sheng's voice came, explaining to Su Zijin one by one, followed by the shooting team holding cameras.

It took nearly half a day for the shooting alone, and Su Zijin traveled almost half of the Forbidden City.

Until the evening, Su Zijin stood on the wall of the Forbidden City, with a crescent moon hanging high in the sky behind him, shining half of the Forbidden City in half-brightness and half-darkness.

In the 600-year-old Forbidden City, there are no princes and nobles, nor the hustle and bustle of the past. The past history is like stars in the night.

Stepping on the city wall, Su Zijin looked at the red wall behind him, the lonely shadow of tall buildings in the distance, the bright moon behind him, and the lonely city in front of him.

The wind and rain drifted away for 600 years, standing quietly.The window sills of millions of years in the past dynasties are all illuminated by a bright moon.

Su Zijin smiled, leaving a lonely shadow on the city wall.

"Teacher Su, let's stop here for today's shooting task for the time being!"

After the cameraman finished speaking, Su Zijin thanked Cui Sheng and returned to the hotel to prepare for tomorrow's shooting.

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Su Zijin came to the Beijing CCTV shooting location early in the morning, and a special staff member took him to the floor in front of the door.

Because National Treasure has elements of a stage play, it has been rehearsed many times during filming.

As the protector of the new national treasure, Su Zijin will play the role of Qianlong to tell the past and present of this porcelain mother.

After seeing the Forbidden City, Su Zijin's heart was a little turbulent. When he closed his eyes, he could see carved railings and jade bricks everywhere, Qionglou Yuyu...

But today, he will come over to play Emperor Qianlong.

Su Zijin closed her eyes, wearing a robe of Nine Dragons Playing Pearls, and the makeup artist behind her prepared her makeup.

There was a knock on the door, and an old man with half-blossom hair came over, smiling all over his face.

Su Zijin looked back and found that Teacher Zhang Guoli was there in person, and wanted to stand up to say hello, but because he was putting on makeup, he didn't say much.

Mentioning the name of Zhang Guoli in China, people born in the [-]s and [-]s probably know more about it. The "Iron Teeth Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan" and "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" that he once played are memories of a generation.

Especially Qianlong, played by Su Zijin today, is the classic image of Teacher Zhang Guoli.

Teacher Zhang Guoli's smiling eyes revealed a slit to see that Su Zijin was putting on makeup, but he didn't let him get up.

"Brother Su, I'll call you that first."

"Where, Teacher Guoli, you can call me whatever you want."

Zhang Guoli turned his back. As one of the organizers of this program, he had a great influence on him behind him, and the secret collusion of the program group also caused a lot.

But he has already reached this age, and he has long ignored the grievances and grievances in the entertainment industry, especially because his son Zhang Mo has no intention of fighting for fame and fortune after being tainted by the media. Make more friends.

Zhang Guoli stood behind, looking at Su Zijin's back.

"Little brother, although I am old. I haven't listened to much pop music, and I don't know much about your popularity. But your blue and white porcelain song definitely amazes me."

"Where...where, Teacher Guoli is an old artist. I have always admired you very much."

Su Zijin looked into the mirror and looked at Zhang Guoli who was smiling behind him, feeling terrified of the strength behind him.

In the bj section, that person didn't know the circle of old Beijing people represented by Xiaogangpao. The Huayi they formed was currently the top entertainment company.

It can almost reach the point of covering the sky with one hand, not to mention that Zhang Guoli has been rooted in bj for many years, and his relationship has long been intertwined.

Being able to express goodwill to Su Zijin today is enough to save face.

When Su Zijin finished her makeup and was about to go on stage to shoot a stage play, she stood up and looked at the old man with a simple and honest smile.

"When I come to the stage, if there is something inappropriate, I still hope that the senior will point it out. Junior, the class has messed up."

"Don't be humble, just act..."

Zhang Guoli waved his hand, and the two came to the stage...