This shot was shot in split mirror.

The camera in the first group mainly shoots inside, and the camera in the second group shoots outside. When it is finally released, there will be a close-up of Chu Feiliang—a death shot shot with a face.

It wasn't until Rong Guang looked at it that he realized that from where Zhao Xiuqi was sitting, he could see Chu Feiliang outside the window by turning his head sideways.

In other words, during the half an hour when they entered the play, Chu Feiliang knelt there and never stood up.

Her gaze was almost fixed on the figure of Chu Feiliang in the corner. Her back was straight, and she did not move at all from the beginning of the shooting to the end of the shooting. Her knees directly touched the cold and rough ground, and she stayed motionless for half an hour. The extent can be imagined.

"The performance is good." Zhang Nanchuan narrowed his eyes, reviewed it carefully, and said: "Such a long shot can be completed in one go, it is indeed a formidable young generation."

Few people dare to use the long lens with one shot to the end.

Including Zhang Nanchuan, they actually only planned to give it a try today.

Otherwise, when Rong Guang and Zhao Xiuqi were playing chess, he could have called a stop, cut into a close-up shot of the hands in post-production, let the actors rest for a while, and then connected the rear shot.

But he didn't.

He also wanted to give it a try - after all, a successful camera operation can not only make an actor, but also a whole play.

When the barrage is full of 'this long shot is amazing. "The director is awesome, the actors are awesome, the production is awesome" and other words, as the chief director, he is the most proud.

I didn't expect it to be a real success.

Zhang Nanchuan gave Rong Guang a thumbs up, his face full of surprise, and said: "Your script skills are also excellent."

It stands to reason that children's voices are actually unstable. At their age, they are fine in daily life, but once they are on camera, they will appear weaker.

Ke Rongguang not only speaks the lines in place, but also includes the points and endings of each sentence, and even the control of the rhythm, which is no different from that of an old actor who has been immersed in the showbiz for many years. The surprises for Zhang Nanchuan are almost increasing day by day .

Rong Guang didn't accept the compliment.

She looked at the people standing beside her, and said in a low voice, "It's mainly because Mr. Zhao and Mr. Chu are good. Without them two leading me, I wouldn't be able to perform so well."

Zhao Xiuqi waved his hand and was praised to the bottom of his heart, "Hey, what's the matter. This is what we should do. You are so good at your age, that's because of you."

Rong Guang wrinkled her nose and stopped arguing.

She was still a little depressed, no one was born to be successful, obviously everyone put in the same effort, but she was the only one praised by the director, it shouldn't be like this.

She looked at Chu Feiliang's slightly uncomfortable legs and feet when walking, took two steps forward, and asked eagerly, "Is sister still hurting?"

"It doesn't hurt very much." Chu Feiliang looked at the set on the stage and said, "Get ready, the next one will be filmed right away - don't you still have to pick up Chacha at night?"

"En." Rong Guang nodded, looked at the clean ground, gritted his teeth, and said, "Sister, otherwise..."

"If you shouldn't say it, don't say it." Chu Feiliang raised her hand on her shoulder, covered Rongguang's mouth, and said: "Since you have chosen to be an actor, you should at least be worthy of this profession. A substitute , props, those are things that are not used until it is absolutely necessary. There are thousands of ways to be lazy, but they have been condemned by everyone so far—if you want to go on this road, don’t do anything crooked Brain, it’s best not to think about it.”

His face faded.

She didn't argue.

Just now she really wanted Chu Feiliang to wear two knee pads - but what Chu Feiliang said was right, as long as she tasted the sweetness for the first time, she would know the truth about being lazy.

If it is discovered by the audience, or even exposed by people with ulterior motives in the crew, the impact can be imagined.

"I was wrong about my sister." Rong Guang pursed her lips, and still defended herself, "Actually, I've never been lazy."

"I know." Chu Feiliang smiled, thought for a while, and said seriously: "After all, I was a mysterious big fan of you back then."

Rong Guang was taken aback by what he said, "You...?"

Concubine Chu rubbed her chin, sat on the ground for the time being, waited for the staff to clean up the scene, and said, "Star chasing, if you don't spend money, how can you count as chasing stars, you can't go whoring for nothing - don't you also buy the products I endorse? Courtesy reciprocity, each other each other."

Rong Guang blushed slightly, "This...is the first time I know."

Zhang Nanchuan held up a loudspeaker beside him in a very unpleasant way and began to urge people.

With bright eyes, Rong Guang said with a smile, "I will definitely work hard at the farewell party at the end of the year!"

"Wait for your performance." Chu Feiliang smiled.

Only then did Rong Guang reluctantly return to his seat and stand.

"Elder Princess takes four shots once in 33 games, let's start!"

After Wen Mou finished playing chess, he left the imperial study room under the guidance of a young eunuch.

The road from the imperial study room to the front of the hall is actually not far away, but in order to extend the heavy feeling, Rong Guang could only slow down as much as possible to match Zhang Nanchuan's rhythm.

Finally, after turning around a long shadow, Rong Guang stepped into the warm yellow sunlight, and his expression was unrecognizably relaxed.

Not far in front of her is the scene where Ji Ying, played by Chu Feiliang, is standing up from the ground.

She was in a difficult posture, but the expression on her face remained unchanged, but it could be seen from the cold sweat on her forehead that she was not completely indifferent to pain.

Rong Guang stood there for a long time.

The little eunuch behind him began to urge: "Hurry up, girl—I will send you to the sedan chair, but I have to go back and report to the master."

Only then did Rong Guang take steps, followed the little eunuch and left through the side door.

She said, "Is your master Li Fuquan?"

The little eunuch bowed his waist and lowered his head: "Don't ask such questions, knowing too much is not good for you."

"I don't ask too many questions." With a radiant and innocent face, the side door was in front of him, and the person waiting by the sedan chair was Ji Ying's personal lieutenant.

Then she said: "Let your master be careful, don't show off when you report the letter, the current emperor..."

She was halfway through her words and stopped talking.

Only then did Rong Guang chuckle, stretched out his hand and patted the little eunuch's shoulder, looked at his body that was shaking like chaff because of a word, and said with a smile: "You are so afraid of what to do, but I didn't say anything. "

The little eunuch almost knelt down for her, "Grandma, please forgive me..."

"Forgive you, forgive you." Rong Guang bent his eyes, estimated the time, and said, "Go back. After the father and daughter finish chatting, tell me that I am here waiting for her."

The little eunuch finally let out his breath as if he had received an amnesty, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Yes."

Only then did Rong Guang slowly get on the sedan chair.

The moment the curtain was lowered, she finally let out a sigh of relief, and fell backwards.

She wasn't dizzy, but her face was pale, and with the nervousness of the rest of her life, she murmured: "Ji Ying really didn't scare me, she is really suspicious..."

The lieutenant who heard the voice outside also whispered: "Miss, be careful."

"Be careful what you say." Rong Guang turned over lazily, took out a handkerchief from the side, and wiped off his sweat in an unrefined manner, "The emperor himself said that about himself, what are you afraid of here—— Stop ahead and wait for your general to come back. The emperor can't keep her for too long, and she will come out in a moment at most."

"You know?" the lieutenant asked.

Rong Guang sneered, as if he had been relieved a little, lying in the spacious carriage with his legs crossed, swaying slowly, and said: "Or you have been just a personal lieutenant for so many years. Use your brains more in everything, your general is now Even if I want to promote you, I dare not, because I am afraid that if you are promoted, it will speed up your speed of going to the battlefield to die."

The lieutenant outside responded dully, and said no more.

However, the facts were exactly as Rong Guang said, just a moment later, there were endless sounds of horseshoes from the small road not far away, accompanied by bursts of female voices urging.

Rong Guang opened his eyes, bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Your general is here."

Concubine Chu arrived with her horse on her horse, and got off her horse without stopping for a moment.

The moment she got off the horse, her expression was slightly distorted, and then she said, "Where's Wen Mou?"

"The girl is resting in the car." The lieutenant replied respectfully.

Concubine Chu frowned, leaned over to get into the car, opened the curtain and looked carefully at the person who was taking out the fruit shop from his pocket to eat. After confirming that he was safe and sound, the expression on his face relaxed, and he got into the car. Li, said: "Go back to the house."

Rong Guang clapped his hands, slowly chewed a small piece of preserved apricot, looked at Chu Feiliang and said, "The general is so worried about me?"

Concubine Chu Liang looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

Rong Guang wrinkled her nose, said no more, raised the curtain partly and hung it aside, propped her chin to look at the scenery along the way.

Sure enough, within a moment, Chu Feiliang couldn't hold back anymore.

She said coldly: "I have warned you a long time ago, if you are summoned, find a place to hide first, and discuss everything after I return home."

"Where is the opportunity to hide for me?" Rong Guang stretched out his hands with an innocent face, and said, "I don't know who your emperor is looking for. He said it was a call, but he directly tied me there— —Fortunately, I didn't listen to you and run over the wall, but I saw under the wall, a river of grass and trees that were bent by the water, I really wanted to jump over the wall, and when you came back, the grass on my grave was two feet high."

Chu Feiliang's complexion changed.

There were red marks all over Rongguang's outstretched wrist, and many places were swollen.

Not only the place covered by the sleeves, but also the scraps from the inferior straw ropes can be seen, one by one, entangled in her flesh.

Concubine Chu's words were difficult, "You..."

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