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Article [-] ready to shoot.

The staff cleaned up the venue and lit the fire in front of the tombstone again.

The prince knelt down in front of the tombstone, thinking about Qian Linhai's simple words, his heart warmed, he was a little ashamed and very happy.

After the record was played, Wang Ziyue hadn't reacted yet, holding the paper money in his hand, he hesitated to throw it into the fire.

The opponent's actor was playing, Liu Shuhua didn't stop, and went straight ahead:

"Xiaohui, how is your family's happy event going?"

"what?"

The prince was more stunned, and then he realized that the filming had already started.

It's over!This one must not pass again!

The prince was very annoyed, but no one shouted at the scene.It seems that even if something goes wrong at the beginning, Qian Linhai still has to wait until the whole performance is over before calling a stop.

The more the prince dared not stop talking to himself, he could only continue to speak to the lines:

"It's going well, everyone in the town is here, my father and mother are so happy, my younger brother, my younger brother is giggling all the time..."

According to Wang Ziyue's understanding of the script, Sun Jinghui at this time would blame himself very much besides being heartbroken.He felt that he shouldn't go down the mountain to attend the banquet, otherwise he wouldn't miss seeing Master for the last time.

When the first four pieces were performed to this stage, the more the prince talked, the tears started to fall, but now his eyes are very dry, and he really can't cry.

Anyway, this is definitely not going to pass, the more the prince simply didn't shed tears.Qian Linhai also said that sometimes being unable to cry can move the audience more than crying loudly.

Then take this one as an experiment and try to interpret it with another mood.

Liu Shuhua stood behind Wang Ziyue, fixedly looked at the name on the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "Really? That's great."

A thick wad of paper money was piled up on Wang Ziyue's knee, he moved his fingertips, and slowly drew a piece of paper money to feed the fire.

Liu Shuhua asked again: "Why do Han people burn paper for the dead?"

The paper money shrank and deformed in the orange-red firelight, turning into black-gray ashes.The light of the fire reflected on the prince's tear-stained face and white mourning clothes.

He explained to his brother in a calm tone: "The purpose of burning paper money is to make Master live more comfortably in the underworld."

Liu Shuhua said: "Master will be satisfied as long as he has a sword in his waist."

When this stage was played before, Wang Ziyue was usually crying so hard that he was about to die.

Now, when the senior brother talked about the free and easy style of the master during his lifetime, Wang Ziyue not only did not cry, but even smiled and said on a whim, "Then let me break a sword for the master."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of paper money and folded it into a long strip, with the two ends of the paper folded inwards to form a triangular sword edge, thus forming a rough sword.

Liu Shuhua also knew that he would definitely not be able to pass this one, so he simply added a scene to himself.

He knelt down beside Wang Ziyue, took out some paper money and said, "I'll make a white horse for Master."

The staff taught the prince how to fold a sword, but not Liu Shuhua how to fold a horse.Liu Shuhua used several sheets of paper to fold the horse's head, horse's body, horse's tail and four horse's legs, which were somewhat nondescript when put together.

The prince let out a chuckle: "Brother, why are your hands so clumsy when you've grown so big? The horse you folded for master is not as good as the wooden carving you gave me when I was young."

Liu Shuhua was very embarrassed and patted his head in embarrassment.

The two actors are immersed in free play, and the script no longer exists.

The prince raised the paper sword higher, and said with a smile: "Although my folded sword is not good...but Master is so powerful, he can drive away demon cultists with a broken green jade sword fake. He will definitely not dislike the sword."

A fake sapphire sword?

Liu Shuhua's smile suddenly froze.

By the way, Junior Brother doesn't know the truth yet.The younger brother thought that the real sapphire sword was lost long ago, and the master has been guarding the fake sapphire sword to deceive himself and others.

Liu Shuhua glanced at Wang Ziyue with a complicated expression.

I will protect you, Junior Brother.

If the truth would hurt you, I would never tell you.

It's all false.He thought, compared with you, everything is imaginary.

The prince said: "Brother, let's put the sword and the white horse into the fire. With the sword and the horse, the master can go on the road happily."

Liu Shuhua lowered his head and gave a muffled "hmm".

So, the two put the rough sword and the white horse into the fire.

No matter what shape origami is, it will be reduced to a pool of ashes when it is burned.

As the breeze blew, the remaining paper balls rolled out of the fire with black ash, like ink-colored snowflakes drifting into the distance.

"Junior brother, look over there."

Liu Shuhua seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly pointed in a certain direction.

"what?"

Holding the paper money in one hand, Wang Ziyue stood up while holding Liu Shuhua's arm in the other, and looked in that direction.

There was nothing there, the two actors just pretended to see something.In the later stage, the special effects artist will add a continuous mountain peak to the perspective P.

But what the two senior brothers of Qingyumen saw was an independent figure standing on the solitary peak closest to Qingyu Mountain.

The original book is written like this: Fan and Sun saw a person standing on a lonely peak in the distance, like a strong pine growing between the rocks against the wind.Taking a closer look, you can see that the man is wearing a Taoist robe with a sword tassel on his waist, and he has a childlike face with white hair and a solemn face.

Fan Youxi frowned, her eyes were gloomy, and she asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

Is it because the master is gone, those shameless people want to take the opportunity to grab the jade sword?

"That is……"

Sun Jinghui narrowed his eyes and carefully identified the figure.

"Ah, it's that expert...it's Taoist Miaolin!"

Sun Jinghui was taken aback, the paper money fell to the ground with a clatter, and drifted away with the wind.

"Miaolin Taoist is still alive? When I was young, he was seventy and eighty, and now I am weak. He must be a hundred years old?"

"... Miaolin?"

Fan Youxi vaguely remembered, "I remember that he is a friend of Master. In the past, Master often went down the mountain to visit friends, and he was the one who visited."

Back then, Fan Fenglong picked up Fan Youxi at the foot of Qingyu Mountain when he came back from visiting friends, and Sun Jinghui came to Qingyu Gate because of the divination by Taoist Miaolin.

This old Taoist has a deep relationship with Qingyumen, now Fan Fenglong is driving west, he should be here to see his old friend off.

Sun Jinghui felt very strange: "Brother, why didn't that man come to offer incense in front of the grave? Why did he stand so far away to watch?"

Fan Fenglong sighed: "Master has already left, here is only a bag of earth, what's there to see? That Taoist master has long seen through the world of mortals, how can he stick to a handful of loess?"

Hearing this, Sun Jinghui looked at Master's solitary grave and suddenly felt pitiful for Master lying there alone.

Fan Youxi stooped down to pick up the remaining paper money on the ground, and put all of them into the fire.

"Xiaohui, I'm a little worried, let's go back to Qingyumen."

"worried?"

Sun Jinghui didn't understand why his brother was worried, but he followed obediently.

The two left one after the other.

After walking a few steps, Sun Jinghui felt something in his heart and looked back.

The fire has been burned out, which means that the ghost has collected the paper money and is about to go on the road.

The breeze blows away the ashes, the grass is lush, and the lonely mound is desolate.

Sun Jinghui stopped and looked far away.

He saw green hills stretching and white clouds like a sea, and the man was still standing on the isolated peak.

The old man gazed at his friend's grave and refused to leave for a long time.

Sun Jinghui thought to himself, in fact, this tall man is still a mortal, he can't break through the world of mortals, and he can't escape the joys and sorrows of life and death.

"Xiaohui—"

"coming!"

Sun Jinghui quickened his pace to catch up with the senior, and the two left quickly.

The man remained where he was, as if he had turned into an old pine tree.

There are thousands of peaks and thousands of feet in the valley.

My friend is gone, and there is no bosom friend in the world.

"CUT."

Qian Linhai said: "Call the work and eat lunch!"

Everyone cheered and cheered, and the prince was overwhelmed by the huge surprise.

Did the director say "eating"?Isn't it "come again"?

"What? You still want to act again?" Qian Linhai looked at him with a smile.

"Ah, no, no!" Wang Ziyue waved his hands again and again, and said sincerely, "I just didn't expect that I just acted with the mentality of trying, and I passed the test?"

Qian Linhai said: "Try it? I think your attempt is more meaningful than your serious acting."

"Implication?"

Liu Shuhua said: "It was a very tear-jerking scene for the brothers to go to the master's grave, but we deal with the sad situation with an optimistic attitude, which can give people a... a sense of hope."

"Yes, hope."

Qian Linhai took over the conversation, "To be honest, none of the characters in the novel "Sapphire Sword" started well and ended well, but what we are filming is not a tragedy. We want to convey a message to the audience, that is, even if we are hit by life , Even if we try our best, we cannot escape our fate, but we still have to live, live, and face everything with strength. Tenacity, bravery, and optimism... This is what we Chinese have been like since ancient times.”

Wow, can a costume drama rise to the height of national spirit?

Wang Ziyue seemed to understand, and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Qian, then I'll go eat too."

"Go, come back this afternoon and perform well."

"Zi Yue!"

As soon as the prince finished receiving the lunch box and was about to find a place to eat, he heard the little assistant calling him happily.

"What's the matter? Didn't you go to pick up the meal?"

"Stop eating!"

Yu Yuyu waved desperately, "Who do you see coming?"

"Who?"

The prince walked closer with the boxed lunch, and saw a tall man standing out from the crowd.

The man combed his natural and stylish back hair, wore a pressed shirt and slim suit pants, and exuded a calm and mature temperament, which was particularly eye-catching among a bunch of rough men.

Isn't this person Zhao Yucheng, Pluto's big boss? !

The more the prince couldn't believe his eyes, he ran over with the lunch box.

"Mr. Zhao, why are you here? Oh no, when did you come to City J?"

Since Cao Shang came to make trouble last time, Wang Ziyue hasn't seen Zhao Yucheng for a long time.

Zhao Yucheng smiled and said nothing, Yu Yuyu blinked at the prince more and more, and said in a low voice: "It's about the Lan Swan Award. The leaders of Huaxin and the major investors will come to inspect the shooting situation in person. Mr. Zhao is here for this matter." .”

The more the prince heard it, the more surprised he was: "Has our company also invested in "Sapphire Sword"? I haven't heard of it."

Seeing Wang Ziyue, Zhao Yucheng always had a gentle smile on his handsome face, and said, "I invest in my own name, not on the company's account."

"what?"

Why did Zhao Yucheng invest in "Sapphire Sword"?

The prince frowned more, and his brain opened up in just a moment.

Could it be... because of me?

This guy won't take a fancy to me, will he?

The prince was shocked and turned pale, I refused the gold master star play!

Zhao Yucheng seemed to see through his thoughts, and shook his head helplessly, unable to hide the smile on his lips.

Prince Yue was in a particularly complicated mood.You hold back your laughter!No matter how much you laugh, you are not as good-looking as a big baby!

Yes, there is no old man in the world who is more handsome, cute and idiotic than Dawa.That's right, even the big baby idiot I like very much.

Don't tell him!

The more vigilant the prince stopped a few steps away, he didn't come any closer.

Zhao Yucheng laughed a few times, and then explained calmly: "Don't think too much, I don't mean anything else. The bulk of the investment money was actually paid by your mother, and I just contributed a fraction to make up the whole number."

"my mother?"

This answer was beyond the Prince's expectation, and he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

"Ouch~" Yu Yuyu joked with him, "Ziyue, your mother is so arrogant, she invested money in the crew and secretly kept you from knowing."

It turned out that my mother invested money.Oh, why am I so self-indulgent?shameful!

The prince scratched his hair more, feeling very embarrassed.

Although Zhao Yucheng deliberately concealed his identity, Wang Ziyue had already guessed that he was a real son.Rich people hang out in the same circle, so it's not surprising that my mother has private contacts with Zhao Yucheng.Besides, my mother and Zhao Yucheng have a good relationship, maybe they want to take the opportunity to climb up to the one in the capital.

My mother is still witty as always~ this IQ is up to me!

Seeing that Zhao Yucheng really didn't have any personal emotions involved, Wang Ziyue approached him with confidence.

"My mother has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. At that time, I said that I would stop studying and I was going to make a debut. My mother burst into tears and told me not to spend another dime at home. Later, I moved out and found that she returned money every month. You're sending me money."

Zhao Yucheng lowered his gaze slightly, watching him approaching him with a smile in his eyes.

"Your mother still complained to me, saying that you have a tougher temper than her, and you don't even need the pocket money given to you."

The prince raised his head proudly: "Since I said I won't spend my parents' money, I can't do it!"

I will do what I say, this is me, the voice of a saint!

Yu Yuyu was very impressed: "Ziyue, you are so powerful, I can't help it."

Wang Ziyue chuckled, and Zhao Yucheng suddenly coughed lightly.

Yu Yuyu understood, and took the lunch box from Wang Ziyue's hand without any explanation: "It's rare that Mr. Zhao came to visit the class, Ziyue, you can go and have dinner with the boss."

"how about you?"

"I'll just eat a box lunch. I've never eaten a box lunch from a film crew."

"Huh?" Zhao Yucheng keenly grasped the key information, "Don't you usually follow the itinerary?"

Yu Yuyu: "...Meow?"

"Hahaha--"

The prince laughed three times to smooth things over for the little assistant, "Mr. Zhao, let's go, I'm so hungry!"

Zhao Yucheng squinted his eyes, raised his hand and nodded Yu Yuyu.

Yu Yuyu almost knelt down in fright: "Mr. Zhao, I was wrong, I dare not fish anymore!"

The more the prince tried to change the subject: "Mr. Zhao, why are you climbing a mountain in leather shoes? Don't your feet hurt?"

Zhao Yucheng is only 27 or [-] years old this year. He has money and leisure, so he is naturally very particular about his clothes.In the past two years, it has been popular among male stars to wear cropped trousers with lace-up leather shoes, which can show off their long legs while showing their ankles.Zhao Yucheng also dressed like this today, so he must be out of fashion.He has tall legs and good looks, not inferior to the male stars in the entertainment industry.

After being pointed at by Wang Ziyue, Zhao Yucheng realized that the toes of his expensive and high-end leather shoes were covered with fine dirt and grass stalks, making him look a bit embarrassed.

The little assistant started talking meanly again, teasing the boss meanly: "I just called Mr. Zhao and said that he was being bullied. Mr. Zhao hung up the phone immediately, and climbed up the mountain in a hurry."

The prince laughed more: "How can I be bullied, don't pass on false information."

Yu Yuyu was very wronged: "You have been kneeling for so long and the director still hasn't given it up. I feel sorry for you."

Zhao Yucheng didn't bother to take care of the shoes, and expressed his high recognition of the assistant's work: "It's always right to be careful."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, and thank you, Xiaoyu."

Yu Yuyu grinned, and ran away holding the lunch box.

Wang Ziyue didn't change his costumes, and the crew didn't have a long lunch time. After eating, the filming of the next plot started. I don't know where Zhao Yucheng is going to eat, and whether there will be enough time.

"correct."

Zhao Yucheng seemed to think of something, and said while walking down the mountain, "I brought a friend here today, and he is waiting at the bottom of the mountain now."

"Oh, who is it? Want to have dinner with us?"

Zhao Yucheng asked without answering: "Is there an actress named Li Nai in the crew of "Sapphire Sword"? My friend came here just for her."

Can Mr. Zhao's friend still have a relationship with Linai?The entertainment industry is really a circle.

"Linai is indeed an actress in our crew." The more curious the prince was, "Mr. Zhao, who is your friend?"

Zhao Yucheng explained: "His name is Pang Bowen, he is from the north, and he is doing business with his family in City B. He...he likes Li Nai very much, and he even contacted Li Nai's manager to arrange a dinner two days ago, and Li Nai even went to show his favor It's over. Pang Bowen is going back to City B tomorrow, and he wants to see Linai before he leaves, but he can't get in touch with her anyway. Do you think you can call Linai out?"

The prince Yuexin said that Linai must not like this Pang Bowen, otherwise she would not even answer the phone after dinner.

This person surnamed Pang is also very cunning. He came to find Linai through Mr. Zhao, which is a bit too stalking. He must be a wretched man who molested women with two bad money.

So, the prince said more vaguely: "I don't know Linai very well, and she won't talk to me if I ask her."

"Oh." Zhao Yucheng smiled helplessly, "Then my friend will be sad."

The prince felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and felt like he had misjudged the person.

Usually, I never heard of Mr. Zhao having any gossip. Wang Ziyue thought that he was a decent son of a family, but he didn't expect that he would help a wretched man to molest an actress.

If Zhao Yucheng is this kind of person, what is the essential difference between him and Cao Shang?Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps.

The prince said more heartily, what is fat and thin? If Linai doesn't want to, you don't even want to touch her.Wretched man, come one and I'll hit one, come a pair and I'll doublekill!It's against you, did the girl provoke you?

Zhao Yucheng suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind, and when he looked back, the prince was staring at him fiercely.

What's going on here?Kitten blew up?

Zhao Yucheng comforted him: "Don't worry, it won't delay your work, my friend is waiting in front."

The more angry the prince was, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed down. Zhao Yucheng was startled, thinking that this posture seems to be about to hit someone?Busy with the past.