Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

In less than two months, An Ran came out to film again, and with the strong support of an internationally renowned director, the speed and the twists and turns of the ending immediately attracted widespread media attention. There will be media reporters coming to conduct exclusive interviews.

Impatient, Han An had to close the filming, come one to chase one, two to coax a pair, and within a few days, he almost scolded the domestic media.Mo Bajue found out that the original directors were similar, they were either hooligans or dog legs on weekdays, but when they started working, they all became demons.

During the intense shooting period, the movie trailer was completed, and soon, major TV stations began to promote the new movie one after another. Even if you walk on the street, you can still see the huge poster of the movie.

The girls who had just finished school gathered around the TV at the bus stop, their eyes wide open, staring at the promotional video played repeatedly inside.

In the quaint study room, Shang Qing's fake elegant smile faded away, but his handsome face was as cold as a blade. Only when the girl's name was mentioned, there was a little trace of tenderness.

"If you set fire to the mountain, you will be able to force those people out!"

Ning Che leaned against the table, his thin body trembling violently, and looked up at his brother in disbelief, "But if you hurt someone who has nothing to do with you..."

"They are innocent, so what about our father?" Shang Qing looked at him with dark eyes, and said indifferently, "I know you are kind, but it's better to let go of the benevolence of a woman."

Ning Che lowered his eyes, "I see."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The mournful sound of water drops.

Shang Qing suddenly leaned against the door and sighed, the green shirt looked lonely under the shattered sunlight, "I never regret these murders, but I am afraid that the retribution will be on her."

The narration pierces the eardrums with the sound of war drums: The army is overwhelming, and the danger is like falling eggs. Who can be king?

Ning Che wore a sapphire blue brocade dress, with long hair tied up, sitting leisurely on top of the city, holding the chess with bare hands, while the wind blew, and his lips were slightly pulled, but it was inexhaustible bitterness.

"Shang Qing was injured in Meishan to save Su Lan, and now he is rushing here." The young man standing silently beside him said cautiously, looking at the master whose face was sinking like water, the white chess was played several times between his fingers, but it never disappeared. Falling down, "The city is broken, the master must be king...why hesitate?"

Ning Che lowered his eyes slightly, and the sunlight danced on his thick eyelashes, "That's my brother."

The camera gradually approached, the chess piece was gradually grasped into the palm, and the fine white sand fell in bundles on the sad ending. Ning Che raised his head, his clear pupils were like well water overflowing in an autumn night, helpless and exhausted, and finally It turned into a long sigh, "That's my brother..."

The screen cuts in.

In the distance, outside the city gate, someone came riding a horse in a green shirt. His black hair was blowing in the wind, and his black pupils were like snow. He jumped off the galloping horse, "Ning Che!"

An Ran's eyelashes trembled again.

He called softly like a child who did something wrong, "Brother."

Standing outside the city gate, Shang Qing said indifferently to Ning Che who was standing above the city with his hands behind his back, "Today is the last time you and I meet each other as brothers. From then on, you will be the king and I will be the minister. I am willing to admit defeat."

Ning Che lowered his eyes and remained silent, but his face became paler.

The north wind was howling, mixed with the cold and hard snow, Shang Qing smiled wryly almost imperceptibly, and said softly, "But I don't know... Ning Che, who do you think is more like a father, you or me?"

Nanzhao royal family, Naliu family.Affectionate, dedicated, only sentimental is a word that can't be found out, and I don't want to find out.

"I lost my country because of love, but you are so passionate about love that you forgot about love. You inherited flesh and blood, but I am flesh and blood."

In the next moment, Shang Qing lifted the hem of his clothes, and naturally, but extremely heavily, he bent his knees and knelt down.

He said, "My emperor, long live, long live, long live."

The voices of thousands of soldiers in the city are endless, but in this world, it seems that there is only one him, one him.

When the camera turned, a calm man with white hair was standing in the desert border town, looking in the direction of the capital.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, turned his head and said to the haggard girl next to him, "Look, he won't get Jiangshan, and they won't get you either. They even lost their brotherhood. Are you happy?"

The girl smiled lightly.

She turned and went back to the room, closed the door tightly, and with a bang, she spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell into a puddle.

The deep and vicissitudes of the narration are accompanied by the thick and passionate music. The eyes are full of mountains and rivers, the battlefield is ferocious, and the world is full of power. Who can stop?

In the imperial study room, Ning Che, who was dressed in a dragon robe, looked deeply at the girl, his nails dug deep into his palm, and said word by word, "You know, everything about you, your kindness, your cuteness, what do you like?" Yes, you hate it, I told him every single story I told you, word by word."

"However, I didn't expect that he would engrave those words in his heart.

"Obviously, it's you in my heart."

A complex look flashed in the girl's eyes, and she dropped the teacup. She said decisively, "I just want to ask you, do you want to let him go or not?"

Ning Che closed his eyes, and slightly moved his thin lips, "Don't let go."

The narration resumes, by the Linlang River, who promises whom's son and daughter will love each other——

The girl stood by the Linlang River, looked up at the big fireworks that exploded brightly in the dark night, and asked the people around her lightly, "Tell me, what are you asking for?"

Shang Qing smiled, still in a coquettish manner, "The wish of my life is only for you."

"hypocritical."

Shang Qing was silent for a while, then asked in a muffled voice, "What about you?"

She lowered her head and thought for a while, then turned her head to meet the man's eyes, the brilliance in them was like stars.

That was what Ning Che had said to her, and she still remembered the loneliness in his eyes when he said it.

She repeated it from memory, and in the film, her and Ning Che's gentle voices overlapped quietly.

"I want to sit with my brother on the bamboo bench on the corridor with rainy eaves and watch the flowers bloom and fall in the garden, and the dew grows in the night. I thought, even if it is drifting and bumpy, it would be good to join hands with Tianya."

The guzheng, which was as clear as running water, sounded, and the promotional video was coming to an end.

Shot cut.

On one side, Shang Qing led the girl and rode away on horseback, while on the other side, Ning Che straightened his back and sat on a high place in the court hall.

His pale face was hidden behind the bead curtain of the crown, and no one could see the loneliness in his pupils.

The narration was replaced by a mournful female voice, echoing in the distance——

"However, those people and those things, after all, are like the story of the fireworks that night, one comes and another goes."

Spare sigh.

Many years later, most people almost forgot about that movie, but they remembered Ning Che who was lonely and shouldered everything.Just thinking of his pale face and the smile he forced to show in front of his elder brother would make his eyes sour, and somewhere in his heart ache.

Turning off the TV with a slap, An Ran nestled on the sofa unhappily, and muttered, "Damn Han An, this kind of scene really lives up to that sentence—the male lead is used to develop the plot. , the supporting actor is for love, if I had known, I would have asked him for a leading actor for you? It would be great if I could just play Ning Che for you..."

brush.

Mo Bajue turned a page in the book in his hand.

It's hard to get through to the finale, and the occasional vacation is really rare.

"Forget it, anyway, you can't play the role of such a woman... Pooh, Pooh, I'm not playing the role of a woman..."

brush.

Turn another page.

An Ran angrily picked up one side of the snack and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and said angrily, "Damn, anyway, my image is ruined, so what's the use of a higher box office? The most important thing I need is money... Damn, I really can't eat any more..."

Mo Bajue sighed, put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to the bedroom.

An Ran yelled at him in the living room, "Hey, why don't you ask me why I can't eat?!"

Mo Bajue came out of the bedroom with a water glass in his hand, stuffed the medicine in his hand into his mouth, and said helplessly, "Get angry."

After An Ran swallowed the medicine, he continued to stare, "Damn it, you will die if you make me complain a few words? Will you die?"

Mo Bajue: ...

He continued angrily, "You should ask me why I can't eat it first, and then I can say that my mouth hurts because of the anger, you are a dead fool, it's rare to take a vacation, and you just ignore me when you read books... Uhhhh!"

Mo Bajue blocked his mouth with his flesh and blood very dedicatedly.

After a long time, the glued lips parted, and there was still a trace of obscene saliva, and An Ran's face began to turn pink.

Only then did Mo Bajue look at him leisurely, "What are you angry about?"

"..." An Ran pursed her lips, "Where have you been the last few nights?"

This question has been held in my heart for a long time, but I still couldn't let go of my face and asked him, but this fool didn't even take the initiative to confess!Could it be that he couldn't wait to have an affair?He also knows that it is very common to play tricks in the circle, and it would be too irrational to be serious... But, to NND, he is not a rational person in the first place!

Mo Bajue was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "It's nothing, just make an announcement."

"..." NICK has long said that he has no late-night announcements recently, and every time he comes back, he smells of tobacco and alcohol, and occasionally perfume... The more he thinks about it, the more irritating he is, An Ran feels like a balloon, Almost self-destruct, suddenly the phone rang.

He answered angrily, "Who is it?"

"It's me." An elegant female voice.

"..." His fingers gripping the phone suddenly tightened.

The woman said lightly, "Come out and meet, there are some things that should be clarified."

An Ran slowly closed her eyes, and then heard her lips slightly open, and said "Okay" that couldn't be softer.

The agreed place was in an unremarkable small coffee shop. Although the shop was small, the coffee tasted very good. Women always liked it. The few meetings they met were all made here.

The woman is always punctual, and she will get there early every time, and order a glass of mineral water and a stack of snacks for herself.For a singer, the throat is very important. He cherishes his body very much and rarely drinks coffee.

When he arrived, the woman was already sitting on the seat waiting for him.

The black hair is tied in a neat bun, his expression is indifferent, and the clothes are simple but elegant, but he can tell that he is very valuable at a glance. The diamond ring on his ring finger is shining brightly, and every time he touches it, it almost hurts his eyes. A glass of water and a cheesecake.