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Chi Zhan thought about this scene for a long time, and when he was in a state of desperation, Xiao Zhu called him again and brought him a desperate news: Those record companies who were going to cooperate with Chi Zhan, had a one-night stand. As if he had been brain-changed, he temporarily changed his mind, and his plan to march into the music scene had to be temporarily shelved.

Chi Zhan put down his cell phone and fell on the bed. He knew who did it by thinking about it with his feet.

If he can't occupy a place in the music scene, then what about the success of the strategy, the completion of the main storyline, and the he ending.

Chi Zhan thought too much, and woke up around six o'clock in the morning. Without his show today, he didn't have to wake up so early, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

Is he still an ordinary youth in the 21st century who goes to bed late and wakes up early? ? ?

Chi Zhan stared at the ceiling and got angry for a long time, then slowly got up from the bed, looked in the mirror, and felt that he looked like a 21st century sleeper, and his mood became more and more depressed.

He ordered breakfast by phone and ate slowly.

He thought, in the past, he would go to Mo Rang without saying a word, and Mo Rang would teach him casually, or practice with him for a while, and he would be able to solve his troubles immediately.But only this one, he didn't want to talk about it.

It's not a happy thing to hide from the other party all the time, but Chi Zhan is also a good young man in the society, a good teacher of the people, and he has to be alone.

Back then, he was well protected by his family. It wasn't until he went to college and experienced four years of undercurrents that he realized that sometimes, no one could help him.Although he understood this truth, at the moment when he should have stepped forward, he took a few steps back at a loss.This incident has always been a knot in his heart, and it also dampened his youthful spirit. From then on, he wanted to stay in his high school in City A, and live in peace until he was old.

But now, he felt a little reconciled in his heart.This feeling of unwillingness stems from his guilt. He wanted to make up for his past behavior, but he couldn't do it, so he could only fight in this world and do what he didn't do in the real world. things that can be done.

Besides, he also really wanted Mo Rang to impress him one day. He wanted Mo Rang to see that he could fly high without his help.

Chi Zhan sighed and strolled out of the hotel room. He turned his head every step, for fear that a camera behind him would catch him, and he would make some fuss and label him as a "decadent and outdated actor".

He walked to the small garden outside the high-rise building. Not long after the sun rose, it was already a bit cold in the deep winter morning. Except for the cleaning lady who was dealing with the shriveled leaves that fell from the bare branches, there was basically no one.

Chi Zhan sat on the bench, blowing the cold wind for a while, and saw an old man doing Tai Chi by the pool.

He watched from a distance, the old man was wearing a long ink-and-wash gown, which looked thin and elegant, with half-white hair, and when he was still, he looked like a stone statue of a crane.

Chi Zhan felt that he might be a little short-sighted.

He leaned on the bench and watched the old man doing Tai Chi with confused eyes, like a slow-motion movie.

He vaguely remembered that in his family's community, there were also a group of old men who liked to practice Tai Chi. After doing Tai Chi, they began to talk about their sons and daughters-in-law's family problems, and the real smoke hidden in the detached Tai Chi.

Thoughts were running wildly, and it was not until the old man walked towards him slowly and waved that Chi Zhan sat up from his chair in surprise—this crane is Mr. Zhang Lishan, the screenwriter of "Suoyue"!

Teacher Zhang Lishan squinted his eyes with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and curled them tightly, his brows were kind, but his eyes were sharp and bright, his hair was already half a hundred, but his spirit was very good, and he was sluggish today pool exhibition.

He shouted angrily at Chi Zhanzhong: "Young man!"

Chi Zhan immediately stood up as if he had been called by name: "Ah, Teacher Zhang!"

"Why are you here? I thought you young people were getting up early." Teacher Zhang Lishan walked over step by step.

"I'm very enlightened today..." Chi Zhan thought for a while and said, "Uh, in fact, the Great God wakes up very early every day."

"Ah, Mo Rang, haha, he's not a young man." Teacher Zhang Lishan waved his hands and said, "How can there be a young man who doesn't go to bars or disco, but is addicted to things played by old men every day."

Chi Zhan was puzzled, but on second thought... that's what he said.

"Did you quarrel with him?" Zhang Lishan asked, squinting his eyes and looking up and down Chi Zhan once in a rare gossip.

"???" Chi Zhan realized that the old artist was concerned about his love life, and quickly waved his hands, "No, there's something I don't want to understand."

"You dolls, you make yourself like this with a little thing, is it a private matter or a business matter?"

Chi Zhan scratched his head: "Business, work."

Zhang Lishan's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked quite scheming: "Speaking of work, I will go to watch your last scene on the spot. When I wrote this, I have been thinking, what if Get up and see what Xiang Wuwei can do."

Chi Zhan: "...Alas."

"Why are you sighing, you don't have any manliness at all." Zhang Lishan patted him on the shoulder.

Chi Zhan received this pat on the shoulder with [-]% strength, and his shoulder almost tilted.

"Do you have any thoughts about the last scene?" Zhang Lishan asked cheerfully.

Chi Zhan recounted the notes he wrote on the side of the script in detail.

Zhang Lishan just listened without interrupting, until he finished speaking, he said: "Your way of thinking is quite satisfactory, and it didn't disappoint me, but it didn't surprise me either. Xiaochi, you seem to be a very out-of-the-ordinary person." , now it’s more conservative.”

Chi Zhan blinked his eyes: "Jump off...? Are you complimenting me?"

Zhang Lishan smiled without saying a word.

Chi Zhan was stunned for a while, and asked, "If I don't take the usual path, will it be inconsistent with what the audience wants to see, or will it overwhelm the host?"

Zhang Lishan smiled: "As an actor, you don't want to please the audience, but you want to show what you want to bring to the audience. It's hard to say what you want to be led by the audience... As for the distraction, it's hard to tell everyone what to do." It's hard for you to shake Mo Rang now. Now that you're with him, don't you want to show off?"

Chi Zhan seemed to be enlightened all of a sudden. After thanking him, he rushed all the way back to the hotel room from Xiaohuayuan, and wrote a new version of the script commentary.

On the day of shooting.

Mo Rang had already changed his clothes and put on makeup, his brows were full of heroism, revealing a resolute and dull temperament, in the cold winter months, just getting close to him would make people feel cold.

He was going to take care of Chi Zhan and ask about the match.These days, he knew that Chi Zhan had thought about it for a long time, and he also knew that he didn't intend to ask himself for help, so he saw it and didn't mention it.

As soon as Mo Rang approached Chi Zhan, he suddenly saw the youthful spirit in his eyes and the determined smile on his lips. Chi Zhan looked at himself while saying this to Xiao Bai.

Mo Rang's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Settings and lights are ready!"

"The actors are in place, Chi Zhan, don't drink water, and stand opposite the Great God."

Chi Zhan looked up: "Oh!"

Then he trotted and took his place.

Mo Rang suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to be filled with spring steam, and he mouthed to Chi Zhan: "Let's get started."

"!"

At the same time, Director Zhang shouted with sparkling eyes.

On the top of the mountain, the north wind howled.

Xiang Wuwei was wearing a crimson dark-patterned shirt, holding a long sword, and walked forward slowly. Unlike the previous scenes, he did not make an expression of indifference and jealousy. He was smiling, even happy. smiling.

Baili Shuoyue stood where she was, and when she raised her head again, there was no wave in her eyes, she just quietly watched the other party approaching her.He is used to wearing moon-white clothes, and today is no exception: "Today, let's get it over with."

"As I wish." Xiang Wuwei was absent-minded for a second, and then a gleam of snow flashed across his eyes.

The two started a swordsmanship contest, shaking their sleeves and turning their wrists, and the weapons collided. It seemed that they were pressing towards Wuwei step by step, and Baili Shuoyue was at a disadvantage. There was no panic at all.

Both of them were probing for flaws in each other's sword moves, when suddenly Baili Shuoyue changed to an offensive posture, Xiang Wuwei's expression changed, he sneered, and took a step back - the next second, the tip of the opponent's sword was straight against his own throat.

Baili Shuoyue was condescending, and the hand holding the sword did not loosen for a moment: "You lost."

"..." Xiang Wuwei didn't answer immediately, but instead smiled heartily, "Yes, I lost."

"You, you deserve to die." Baili Shuoyue said every single word, the words that spewed out from those thin lips were as hard and cold as the condensed hoarfrost in late autumn.

Xiang Wuwei gave a hearty laugh, then raised his head slightly, allowing the blade to embed into the flesh, a little deeper, and a little closer to the temperature at the end of the hilt.

It was as if snow had fallen on the tip of the sword.

Xiang Wuwei seemed to be very happy, but his voice became hoarse: "I Xiang Wuwei, since I was born, I have restrained others and myself, and all my relatives have left me. It counts as doing nothing, and doing nothing for a lifetime...hahaha."

Baili Shuoyue frowned, shook her wrist slightly, and pursed her lips: "To die in my hands today is to give an explanation to the people of Li."

"The most common thing you do in Baili Shuoyue is to do justice for the heavens. No need to say much, come on."

When Xiang Wuwei was dying, he didn't even show the look of a defeated loser. He licked his upper lip, and his eyes were full of excitement and flames eager to try.

"Are you... looking forward to?" Baili Shuoyue paused, he didn't know why he asked this question, but he just asked, "You have done so many wrong things and abandoned the common people in the world. Intentions?"

Chi Zhan was just about to act according to the script - "Xiang Wuwei grabbed Baili Shuoyue's sword □□ his own chest", but he heard someone shouting: "Cut!"

Chi Zhan's whole body trembled. He was half kneeling and almost fell to the ground. Mo Rang quickly retracted his sword and leaned over, took his hand, and pulled him up.

Chi Zhan was a little puzzled. At this time, the call card was called by Director Zhang?

He was shivering from the cold, and Mo Rang hugged him in his arms.

"I want to change! Change the script!"

Immediately, all the eyes of the audience focused on the speaker—Mr. Zhang Lishan.

Zhang Lishan raised his hands high: "Chi Zhan, add a line here."

"Ah, what line?" Chi Zhan was bending over and curled up in Mo Rang's arms. When he heard his name, he suddenly stood up straight and hit his head on Mo Rang's chin.

"Ah, my god, I didn't mean it!" Chi Zhan stroked Mo Rang back and forth with one hand, from his neck to his lips, while waiting for Teacher Zhang Lishan to give orders.

Zhang Lishan: "After Mo Rang asked you 'what is your intention', you add a sentence-'you are my intention'."