I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

When everyone was stunned, Director Fang asked in confusion, "Xiaoyan, what's wrong?"

Fu Yan came back to his senses, frowned, quickly adjusted his emotions, and replied calmly: "It's okay, I didn't feel right just now, let's do it again."

He is Fu Yan, how could he be disturbed by the person in front of him.

He glanced at Xie Mingzhou next to him again. Xie Mingzhou hadn't looked at him for a long time, but those beautiful eyes still gave people a sense of oppression.

"OK do it again." Director Fang looked at Fu Yan. Generally, an actor of this level can control his emotions without his reminding him at all.

He glanced at Xie Mingzhou, his intuition was indeed correct, Xie Mingzhou's affectionate eyes really matched the "Rong Xiu" in the play, and Xie Mingzhou's lines were also solid, he would be able to handle this role thoroughly.

"Come."

Fu Yan's expression returned to his usual arrogance, he looked at the script and cleared his throat.

Xie Mingzhou looked at him with sharp eyes, and lightly curled his lower lip: "I hope Brother Yan can look directly into my eyes when he is acting."

Fu Yan was taken aback.

The actors on the side opened their eyes wide. Xie Mingzhou, a newcomer, dared to discuss acting skills with Fu Yan!

Director Fang raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Yan, and said after a while, "Okay, let's start."

Can look me in the eye.The provocative words sounded in Fu Yan's ears again, and the fighting spirit that had been silent for a long time was stimulated.

Everyone present stared with bated breath.

Xie Mingzhou put himself into the script again, with a frivolous voice, repeating: "It's been a long night, I can't sleep alone, King Li persuades me to get drunk like this, what's the reason for persuading me to get drunk?"

Fu Yan looked at the script, and there was a bit of interest in his low tone: "The luthier's skill is so superb, it really won my heart."

He raised his eyes and met Xie Mingzhou's affectionate eyes, his heartbeat subconsciously accelerated, but his mind remained clear.

The same is true in the script.He had doubts about the identity of this "luthmaster" a long time ago. On the surface, he seemed to know the truth, but in fact he was on guard.

The two looked at each other silently, and Xie Mingzhou was also the strong-willed type, with his chin raised slightly, his eyes calm.

"But King Li didn't drink much, why is his face so rosy?"

Fu Yan also took his time, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Because a beautiful woman's waist is as intoxicating as wine."

Shu Qian and the other actresses were shocked. Even though such an explicit line was spoken so naturally and full of charm by the two of them.If two people are really allowed to act, it will make people's heart beat faster.

Director Fang looked at the two with great interest, and the one who surprised him the most was not Fu Yan, but Xie Mingzhou.

Confronted with Fu Yan, Xie Mingzhou won a lot of confidence, without any timidity towards Fu Yan. Is this really the psychological quality that a rookie-level actor should have?

But after thinking about it, Mr. Fu's friend is really not simple.

"Okay." Fang Dao interrupted.

The auras of both of them are very strong, Fu Yan needless to say, he also believes that Xie Mingzhou can bring a real assassin to the screen.But the only worry is whether Xie Mingzhou's skills can hold up to so many difficult fencing and physical combat scenes.

The ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, Xie Mingzhou suppressed his smile, nodded indifferently to Fu Yan, and lazily looked away.

Seeing those eyes turn from affectionate to indifferent, Fu Yan frowned.

"Brother Xie, your lines are so emotionally captured!" The female supporting role Wang Xi exclaimed in a low voice, "Have you practiced in advance?"

Xie Mingzhou smiled: "Not really."

Fu Yan's face was stern, but his palms were slightly sweaty.It's been a long time since he felt such pressure. Xie Mingzhou didn't let him down in the slightest, he was confident and calm. On the contrary, he had a lot of thoughts that he shouldn't have.

If it is really performed, there are still many scenes that are entangled with Xie Mingzhou, what should I do then.

The reading session lasted until noon, and Director Fang asked everyone to go home and pack up their things. The filming schedule of "The Legend of the Dragon" was extremely tight, and the shooting locations spanned a large distance. Director Fang requested that the actors stay in a hotel during the filming period. Closed shot.

After returning home, Xie Mingzhou packed the clothes and supplies he often wore into the box according to the requirements of the crew, and prepared to pack and move to the hotel tomorrow morning.

It took more than an hour to clean up. He closed the box and exhaled. Looking at the painting on the table, the ink was gradually drying, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes——

Before leaving, he had to give the painting away and say goodbye to someone.With the blessing of the Zong Ce Cup last time, the value of his paintings should have increased many times.It can be regarded as giving Mr. Fu an explanation. After all, Mr. Fu has helped him a lot.

After finishing packing the boxes, Xie Mingzhou lay back on the sofa, picked up the script again and began to study it.

Since he took over the show, he has been studying the script in his spare time. As a top assassin, Rong Xiu's light skills, swordsmanship, and physical skills are all first-class. This is one of the reasons why Rong Xiu's role is so difficult.

Another difficulty was playing against Fu Yan.

He could feel that Fu Yan, as the film king, had a strong control and suppression over his opponent.He also spends time studying scripts and acting skills every day, and strives to be the ultimate in what he wants to do, and does not want to imagine the regrets left in his previous life.

……

It was already ten o'clock when Fu Chen returned home. He was busy negotiating with business leaders in the entertainment circle these days, and the time to return home was getting later every day.

He walked into the living room, and the housekeeper at the side reminded: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Xie said that you are back and go directly to his room. He has something to ask for you."

Fu Chengu looked up, then nodded, and walked to the second floor.

He pushed open the door, and the room was very quiet. A pair of slender and straight calves were exposed on the sofa, with tight and smooth calves, and slightly raised feet.

Fu Chengu's eyes paused, and he felt a sense of peace of mind. Every time he went home, he could see Xie Mingzhou, and it became a habit over time.

He looked into the sofa, and the young man was lying on his back on the sofa and fell asleep, his beautiful little face was covered with an open notebook, and his hand was placed on the side of his head.

Probably fell asleep while reading the script.

In the past few days, he often saw Xie Mingzhou studying the script until late at night, and he also knew that Xie Mingzhou attached great importance to this play.Now that Xie Mingzhou has Director Fang's help in the crew, he feels relieved.

Fu Chengu walked to Xie Mingzhou's side, and was about to help him take down the book, but caught a glimpse of a painting spread out on the table.

The content of the painting is not much, only a black figure and a vermilion falling flower.But the strokes are delicate, the thick ink is light, and it can be seen that the artist's technique is very profound.

Fu Chengu subconsciously had an illusion of familiarity, but when he saw the pen on the foot of the painting, he frowned.

"March [-]st, Zhouzhuang."

He recalled that it was the day when he and Xie Mingzhou first met in Zhouzhuang.

He raised his hand to pick up the painting corner, and observed it carefully—on the day of the first meeting, from Xie Mingzhou's perspective, he should be standing quietly in front of the tree, looking down at him.Behind, is a piece of falling flowers.

Night Breeze floated into the house with the fragrance of flowers outside the window, and the image of Xie Mingzhou's outline of him stroke by ink appeared in his mind, and Fu Chengu's thoughts moved.

"Are you satisfied with the painting?"

In the silence, a laugh broke the silence.

Fu Chengu paused his fingers, turned his head, Xie Mingzhou woke up at some point, and sat lazily on the sofa looking at him.

Fu Chengu frowned, leaned against the desk, and asked indifferently, "Your painting was taught by Li Qingshan? You are very familiar with the strokes."

He has been influenced by Fu's family since he was a child. Although he seldom writes in person, he has admired many paintings.It seems that Xie Mingzhou's paintings can be rated as No.1 in the "Zong Ce Cup". Now it seems that it is not easy.

Xie Mingzhou looked at Fu Chengu with a serious face, and laughed lowly: "I'm asking, is Mr. Fu satisfied with the people in my paintings? Is Mr. Fu's three-point charm in the painting?"

Fu Chengu nodded, and praised unabashedly: "It's better than worse."

"Then I'll see you off." Xie Mingzhou raised his chin and continued speaking very naturally.

Fu Chengu paused for a moment, then said for a while: "Why do you suddenly want to draw me?"

Xie Mingzhou pursed his lips, stepped forward with his long legs, walked up to Fu Chengu, leaned against the table side by side with him, looked at him sideways, half seriously, half jokingly: "Because you look good, Mr. Fu, you don't know Painters are naturally sensitive to beautiful things.”

The scorching breath of the people around him seemed to sweep across his neck, so Fu Chengu lowered his eyes to suppress the heat in his eyes.

Looking at the expected cold face, Xie Mingzhou secretly sighed, tsk tsk, as always, icy.

"Boss Fu, there is something else I want to tell you." Xie Mingzhou changed the topic, and said seriously, "From tomorrow onwards, the crew will be closed for filming, and we will move to the crew's hotel to stay for a while."

Fu Chen was silent for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "How long was the shooting?"

"Four months."

Fu Chengu's eyes darkened, but he didn't say much: "Well, take a good shot, and let me know if you need help."

Xie Mingzhou glanced at him and said with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Chengu walked out the door, and just after taking two steps, Xie Mingzhou grabbed him: "Boss Fu, do you plan to take the painting?"

Fu Chen turned back and took the drawing paper that Xie Mingzhou handed over.He glanced at Xie Mingzhou's wrist - the pure black bracelet shone faintly in the night.

He paused, looked away, and walked out of the room without saying a word.

In the study, Fu Chengu was leaning against the desk, the ashtray was full of ashes.

He rarely smoked, and only smoked a cigarette or two when he was extremely bored.He twirled the cigarette butt in his hand, just now when he heard Xie Mingzhou say that he was going to leave home for a while, he couldn't help feeling an inexplicable panic——

It seems that a long time ago, he and a certain person were also separated for a period of time due to irresistible reasons, but in the end that person disappeared, defenseless.

Maybe, it was because he didn't protect that person well.

He couldn't explain where this anxiety came from, just like he couldn't explain the familiarity with Xie Mingzhou, subconsciously wanted to get closer to him, wanted to clear the fog, and then sank deeper and deeper.

After a while, Fu Chengu took out a small square box from the drawer. Inside the square box was a pure white smart bracelet.

——If you wear them in pairs, you can listen to each other's pulse.

He originally gave Xie Mingzhou this bracelet that his company hadn’t released yet, firstly to ensure Xie Mingzhou’s safety, and secondly out of anxiety in his heart—he wanted to confirm Xie Mingzhou’s regular pulse at all times, that person was really , live in this world without accident.

He couldn't express this ridiculous obsession in the eyes of outsiders.

……

After Xie Mingzhou washed up the next day, he scanned the house for the last time to make sure that he had brought all his things.

His eyes fell on the shiny black bracelet on the table, Xie Mingzhou hesitated, took it off and put it on his hand, and walked out of the room with the box.

After more than an hour's drive, Xie Mingzhou and Wen Tao arrived at the shooting location.

In the morning, it was mainly about Fu Yan and the heroine enjoying the flowers in the palace.Fu Yan is the male protagonist. In fact, most of the characters in the play have a good impression of him.

In fact, not only in the play, but also outside the play.

And the highlight of the afternoon was the fight between Xie Mingzhou and Wu Haoran.Wu Haoran didn't come to the scene yesterday, because he was actually dissatisfied with Director Fang's adjustment of his role.

Wu Haoran's final role was the leader of Fu Yan's secret guard who understood righteousness. He fought against assassins, and played scenes no less than Xie Mingzhou, but the characters were much thinner.

"I don't know what Director Fang is thinking." Wu Haoran was unwilling to sit on the sidelines, looking at Xie Mingzhou's calm face, with no place to vent his anger, "Xie Mingzhou's wall-jumping skills are not qualified for such a role."

Hearing that he lost the role of Rong Xiu, even his master Zhao Jingwen was surprised. After all, he has been in the film industry for real, and his swordsmanship and physical skills are not a problem.

The agent said disdainfully: "Brother Hao, we don't have to worry, we will see the real trick in this fight soon, let's just show our strength to Director Fang, maybe Director Fang will change his mind."

Everyone knows that Fang Dao only speaks with his strength.

Wu Haoran smiled disapprovingly.He was born into a family of traditional martial arts. His father is Wu Gang, a top domestic martial arts student of the previous generation.

He has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, and only his kind of birth has the opportunity to practice these techniques. He has been filming and fighting since his debut. These are not comparable to Xie Mingzhou, a poor-born idiot.

And in these fight scenes, he not only had to crush Xie Mingzhou beautifully to attract Director Fang's attention, but also acted for Brother Yan to catch his attention.

"Wu Haoran, come here!" The assistant director shouted. Standing beside him was Xie Mingzhou who had finished changing into costumes. He was still in the slim black costume, with a slender waist and long legs. The staff members looked sideways.

Wu Haoran's eyes were full of sarcasm, but he restrained his temper, walked up to the assistant director, and said with a smile, "Director, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Guo, the martial arts instructor, has arrived." The assistant director said, "Follow him to standardize your movements and prepare for the shooting."

Xie Mingzhou smiled and replied, "Okay."

"Shall I go too?" Wu Haoran asked.

The assistant director looked at him: "Well, you can also listen to it."

Although Wu Haoran competed with Uncle Guo's swordsmanship that day, his strength did far exceed his and Director Fang's expectations.

Wu Haoran responded with a smile, and walked to the sidelines with Xie Mingzhou.Along the way, Xie Mingzhou obviously felt that Wu Haoran was very indifferent to him and didn't want to say a word, but it's not surprising, after all, he won the role of others.

"Uncle Guo." Wu Haoran walked up to the martial arts instructor Guo Qun.

"For the swordsmanship in a while, Director Fang requires that the movements be realistic, gorgeous and aesthetic." Uncle Guo took the requirements listed by Fang Hua for him, "I know your ability, Haoran, there is no problem."

He turned his head and looked at Xie Mingzhou who didn't speak.In the audition that day, he only knew that Xie Mingzhou was brisk. After all, Xie Mingzhou just jumped a wall and didn't show any skills.

"Xiao Xie, do you have any experience in filming battle scenes?" Uncle Guo asked him, looking him up.

Xie Mingzhou thought for a while: "Very little."

The fighting scenes in "The Spring and Autumn of Ming Dynasty" add up to less than five scenes

The corner of Wu Haoran's mouth curled up in mockery.

Uncle Guo thumped in his heart: "Have you ever been exposed to swordsmanship before?"

"Know a thing or two." Xie Mingzhou replied lightly.

"Oh? Have you ever learned swordsmanship?" Wu Haoran and Uncle Guo were puzzled at the same time. Swordsmanship, a traditional martial art that is no longer popular, is not something ordinary people can learn except for their experts.

He remembered that five years ago, Xie Mingzhou was much thinner than he is now, and often vomited on the spot due to malnutrition. Can he learn swordsmanship with such a physique?

What made him even more disgusted was that at that time he had seen Xie Mingzhou leaning on brother Yan because of his weak bones.

Now, Xie Mingzhou is brazen enough to gossip about brother Yan's crew again...

At this time, Fu Yan and Director Fang had just finished filming another scene, and the two walked into the set talking. Fu Yan was dressed in a dark blue costume, wearing a jade crown, standing tall and proud, standing there was the focus of the crew.

Wu Haoran looked at Fu Yan thoughtfully, then looked away after a while, looked at Xie Mingzhou with a smile, and said coldly, "Then show me how far you have learned."

Coincidentally, he can also show Fang Dao and Yan Ge what real swordsmanship is.

When the resting actors heard that Wu Haoran was going to teach Xie Mingzhou swordsmanship in person, they all came to watch. Fang Dao and Fu Yan were also attracted. After all, Xie Mingzhou's acting skills have always been a mystery, and he never even used props in the audition.

"Wow, I can see Brother Hao's swordsmanship again! It's amazing!"

"I also want Brother Hao to teach me how to play, woohoo! We are the ones in the crew!"

"Brother Hao personally taught Brother Xie swordsmanship, Brother Hao is awesome!"

"I've never seen Brother Xie use a sword! Can he use it?"

Xie Mingzhou was tall and tall, with his hands behind his back, he said calmly: "Please enlighten me."