Jiang Jun took the script, but didn't open it to read, but stuffed it into her bag, took out another pre-marked script from her bag, and the notes she had written, and reviewed it again.

What she is going to perform today is a dance scene about the imperial concubine when she was young.

At first, the noble concubine was just a servant girl bought by the princess mansion. Because of her extraordinary beauty, she was picked by the princess at first sight, and sent to learn dance, poetry and painting from the teachers in the teaching workshop, preparing to present it to the emperor.

And now this scene is at the princess's birthday banquet. The emperor came to the mansion to congratulate his sister. The princess asked someone to arrange a prepared dance to perform, and the concubine, who was just a servant, knew that this was her only chance. If If she cannot enter the palace, she may be sold off by the princess casually, or used to win over other courtiers, and she cannot escape the fate of being reduced to a plaything after all.

In the gazebo, all kinds of precious flowers are competing for beauty, the spring breeze is intoxicating, and the royal family and relatives are drinking and fighting tea, which is extremely noisy.

During the banquet, Princess Yongcheng personally poured a glass of fine wine for the emperor, and Yingying bowed down: "My sister specially arranged a dance for the emperor's brother, please have a look at the emperor's face."

The emperor's eyes were already three points drunk, he waved his long sleeves, and raised the wine cup: "Okay, today's family banquet, the imperial sister doesn't need to be polite."

Princess Yongcheng felt relieved when she heard the words, and winked at the attendants beside her.

The attendant took a step back, stood up, and clapped his hands.

The elegant music of silk and bamboo orchestras played one after another, like the ding-dong sound of flowing water in the mountains, like being in a paradise.

All of a sudden, everyone stopped their chopsticks and listened to the music quietly.

The graceful dancers in red dresses, each holding a red fan in their hands, walked slowly to the sound of singing.

In the middle is a woman in white with bare feet and two red veils tied around her white wrists. She is holding a red fan, half covered with powder, and the fan is slowly moving back. Everyone stretched their necks to take a peek. after all.

When they saw the woman's true face, everyone was obviously absent-minded. Some even accidentally dropped the chopsticks they were holding on the ground, and spilled the wine in their hands all over their bodies in a state of absence.

I'm afraid I won't be able to find such a delicate woman in the whole week!

The emperor sitting on the high platform couldn't help leaning forward, his obsessive eyes seemed to be glued to her.

It was as if there were small hooks in Jiang Jun's eyes, hooking the emperor's eyes firmly, and throwing his sleeves to the sky, showing the woman's soft waist to the fullest.

As the rhythm of the music became faster and faster, Jiang Jun had already walked in front of the emperor at some point, holding a full glass of spirits in front of the emperor.

After a while, the emperor's eyes slowly focused, sat up straight, asked the attendants to bring over the wine, and drank it all by himself, staring firmly at Jiang Jun, as if he was bound to win before catching the prey: " Well, well, dancing beauties are even more beautiful, they really care about Qingcheng, and then Qingguo!"

The black hair between Jiang Yun's temples was soaked with sweat, and he was panting slightly, like an innocent girl who was praised, and her blue eyes were amazingly bright: "My little girl, thank the emperor for his appreciation."

Princess Yongcheng stood up and took a panoramic view of everyone's unsatisfactory expressions. With a smug smile on her lips, she turned her head and said humbly to the emperor: "This girl is called Jiang Qingqian, and she doesn't know the rules yet. Please ask the emperor Forgive me, brother."

The emperor touched the jade wrench finger in his hand, with a hint of interest on his face: "It's okay."

"Crap! The second scene of Qianqiu is over!" Director Li held up the loudspeaker and shouted excitedly from the side. Nervousness.

He just watched it for too long, and he actually felt like he was there, especially the moment Jiang Jun's eyes were on the camera, he really felt like his whole body was covered in goose bumps.

The young girl's immature face showed a faint trace of greenness, and even her eyes were so clear, but if she stayed for a second longer, she would see the naked ambition and desire in the girl's eyes, and even vaguely see the love of her future pet. Crowning the Sixth Palace and acting ruthlessly is the shadow of Concubine Jiang.

Because Concubine Jiang is only a female supporting role in this drama, the author did not analyze this role. Later, when the heroine met Concubine Jiang for the first time, Concubine Jiang was already a favorite concubine, and this This script is only about the life of Concubine Jiang, who entered the palace for some reason. In order to make up for Concubine Jiang's personality, the screenwriter specially added a section of Concubine Jiang's appearance before entering the palace.

He didn't expect Jiang Jun to perfectly interpret this role, as if the character came to life, which completely exceeded his expectations.

It can be said that he had originally expected Jiang Jun to finish the dance without any mistakes, and it would be good to interpret Jiang Guifei's image as a teenager. Unexpectedly, Jiang Jun gave him such a big surprise. , and also played the inner life.

When he was auditioning, he watched dozens of scenes and was not satisfied, so Jiang Jun was still a bit improvised. Unexpectedly, after a month or two of filming, Jiang Jun would bring him such a big surprise.

Director Li was so beautiful that he looked at Jiang Jun more lovingly, and he personally pulled a small fan and blew it on Jiang Jun, and said, "You are tired, your filming is over today, take a rest. "

Jiang Jun was a little flattered: "Fortunately, I'm not particularly tired."

Director Li supported his waist, thumped his shoulders, and said with a smile: "You young people are in good health, you are not tired from doing anything, and you are energetic. Look at my old body, but I just changed it yesterday. With a new pillow, my body is uncomfortable today like a machine has rusted, and I guess it will take a few days to get used to it.”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Yun's mind: "New pillow?"

"Yeah, my wife just bought it for me. She said that it contains Chinese herbal medicine, which is good for the eyes and the body. Let me throw away my old pillow quickly. You say it's an old couple, after so many years She still took care of me like when we first fell in love." Director Li said as he held up the insulated lunch box on the side, opened it deliberately, and gave Jiang Jun a look, "Look, she even prepared a love lunch for me today, and gave it back to me. I was nagging, the box lunch in the crew was not nutritious enough and not healthy enough, so I asked me to eat more."

Jiang Jun was caught off guard and was fed a mouthful of dog food, and his tone was slightly sour: "You and your wife are really in love."

When will she have a considerate companion?

Dao Li's face was filled with happiness, he waved his hands, and his voice was showing off: "Young couples come to accompany each other, and that's what they said."

Jiang Jun nodded, praised appropriately, and changed the topic back: "I'm so envious. Single dogs like me don't have love pillows, and don't have love lunches. I also have a little insomnia recently, and I want to buy a pillow to keep healthy , I don’t know where your wife bought it, I’m going to buy the same model too.”

Director Li was a little surprised. He looked at Jiang Jun with an expression of looking at rare animals, and praised: "There are very few young people who know how to keep healthy these days. I think some young people stay up late every day, smoke and drink, and they are younger than us. Er Dumang, there was no news report before, saying that a young man died suddenly because of staying up late, oh, what a pity, your health is very good now, it is good for your body, and it is not easy to go wrong."

A row of black lines floated across Jiang Jun's forehead. She also died suddenly because of staying up late.

If time goes back, she will definitely keep her body healthy inside and out, goji berries and red dates tea will never leave her hands, and she will even use honeysuckle for her shower gel.

Director Li took a sip of tea from the big teacup and leaned on the chair: "My wife said earlier which store she bought it from, but I didn't care too much. I'll ask you when I come back."

"Thank you Director Li," Jiang Jun stood up, "Then I'll go to the dressing room to take off my makeup first."

Director Li waved his hand: "Go, go."

Jiang Jun glanced back at Director Li before leaving, and confirmed his guess. The black air on Director Li's shoulders was the thickest, and there were also black air entangled like silk threads in other places. The whole person seemed to be surrounded by black thread balls. The silkworm chrysalis, and the black air in the cervical spine has a tendency to penetrate downwards, and the black thread wrapped around the body is also getting thicker.

For the time being, she has no choice but to analyze the source of the pillow. If she meets Cui Wanzhou in the underworld at night, she will ask Cui Wanzhou if she knows the reason.

Jiang Jun went to the dressing room to remove her make-up and changed back into her own clothes. She originally planned to go home and rest, but when she heard someone in the crew say that the next scene would be Yin Qiu's play, she knew that Yin Qiu should still be on the set, so she was ready to go Special thanks to Yin Qiu.

As soon as she walked to Yin Qiu's special dressing room, she saw that Yin Qiu's dressing room was empty and there was no one there.

Could it be that Sister Yin has already gone to filming?

She turned around to leave when she suddenly heard voices coming from the corner.

Jiang Jun stopped, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Yin Qiu with his back to the door, talking on the phone with someone.

"I've been busy with work recently and don't have time to accompany you, don't be angry, okay?" Yin Qiu's voice was soft, as if coaxing his love interest.

"Hmph, then you have to reply to my messages earlier, or I will worry about you." A sweet girl's voice came from the phone.

Jiang Jun opened his mouth wide. Didn't Yin Qiu declare that he has no object?

That should be the underground girlfriend.

Jiang Jun glanced around subconsciously. Fortunately, she was the only one here. Otherwise, if other people overheard her, maybe the hot topic on Weibo tonight would become Yin Qiu's underground girlfriend.

Although homosexual love is relatively common nowadays, it is not good for Yin Qiu's acting career to be exposed to have an underground girlfriend, especially Yin Qiu's fans are mostly wife fans. Once they find clues, Yin Qiu's underground girlfriend is likely Will be subjected to cyberbullying.

But Yin Qiu dismissed the others, and probably didn't want her to know that Jiang Jun was going to sneak away, as if he had never been here before.

As soon as she was about to leave, she accidentally kicked a pile of debris with her right foot.

Oops, it must have been discovered by now.

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