I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

"Do you want to sign up for the New Year's Eve party?" Seeing that Zong Ji couldn't find out the plot of "Returning the Buddha", He Xiaowen talked about another topic.

The school has no limit to the number of programs that a single class can sign up for. As long as they can pass the review, they can perform on stage. He Xiaowen's specialty is painting. It is not easy to make a program, but other students in the class who can dance or sing can apply. Named,? Today is the last day of registration deadline.

Jingyi High School is the high school affiliated to Beijing University of the Arts. Every year at the New Year's Eve party, several teachers and leaders from the main university are invited to be judges. Maybe there will be teachers from their future art exam interviews. I want to leave Art route students will not miss this opportunity.

There is another high school attached to Beijing University of the Arts. The full name is Jingyi Affiliated Art Middle School. Can't cross the threshold of Fuyi.

There are quite a few people in class [-] who failed the Fuyi exam, so they chose Jingyi as the next best thing.

By the way, the reason why He Xiaowen and Zhou Mingqi didn’t go to Fuyi is because they felt that the teachers there could not teach them. What they are pursuing now is self-breakthrough. Instead of going to Fuyi to waste time, it is better to learn culture well in Jingyi.

"I, the school's special guest." Zhou Mingqi pointed to himself, "No need to sign up."

After receiving the gazes of the two, Zong Ji shook his head: "I don't have any talent, so I won't go."

He Xiaowen was the first to object to his words: "You can both Peking Opera and sing, why don't you have talent!"

Zhou Mingqi agreed, but Zong Ji still shook his head.He Xiaowen clapped her hands suddenly, raised her neck and shouted, "Wang Yueyue, have you decided on the leading actor in your play?"

Wang Yueyue is the entertainment committee member of the class. She performed a solo dance on stage at the New Year's Eve party last year. She injured her knee a while ago and couldn't perform difficult dance moves for three months. So this year she thought of a new idea and found some classmates. Play a play with her.

"No." Wang Yueyue was worried, but some male classmates recommended themselves, but she felt that their acting skills were too exaggerated and did not meet her requirements.

He Xiaowen winked at Zong Ji, and called Wang Yueyue over: "Zong Ji hasn't performed yet, how about asking him to be the leading actor for you?"

Jingyi’s New Year’s Eve party is only for the freshmen and sophomores to perform on stage, and the seniors have to fight for the college entrance examination with all their strength, so they can only be an audience in the audience. If Zong Ji doesn’t participate this time, he will lose this life experience.

Zong Ji could understand He Xiaowen's kindness, so when Wang Yueyue looked at him in surprise and said, "Really, Zong Ji, would you like to participate in our play?", he nodded in agreement.

"Yeah!" He Xiaowen and Wang Yueyue hugged each other happily, "Yueyue, do you have any suitable roles for me to play? Add me!"

She must not miss the opportunity to perform on the same stage with her idol!

Wang Yueyue knew that Zong Ji was willing to participate mainly because of He Xiaowen's face, so she immediately said yes, and she would change the script and add a female role later.

"Add me one more, I haven't acted in a drama yet!" Zhou Mingqi also came to join in the fun, and Wang Yueyue couldn't wish for it, nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After confirming Zong Ji's participation in the performance, Wang Yueyue asked if there was anyone else who wanted to register. If not, she would hand over the registration form to Teacher Yan.

"Wang Yueyue, please add my name to your group." Du Chen leaned against the back table, and there was a stool that made it difficult to sit on.

After adjusting the seats, Zong Ji went two rows ahead, and Zhou Mingqi and He Xiaowen followed him.Du Chen became He Xiaowen's front desk. He usually sleeps on his stomach in class, so although he is taller than He Xiaowen, he will not hinder her from reading the blackboard.

"Du Chen, don't shake it!" He Xiaowen pushed the table down, and the book was almost knocked down by Du Chen.

Du Chen pulled the stool forward, barely leaning against He Xiaowen's table.

"Didn't you sign up for street dancing?" Wang Yueyue flipped through the registration form and found Du Chen's name on it.

"I learned that dance a long time ago, and it doesn't conflict with the drama." Du Chen took a peek at He Xiaowen, "Just add me in, and I'll treat you to milk tea!"

He Xiaowen's face was full of displeasure, and Du Chen wanted to mess with everything. "That's fine." Wang Yueyue agreed because of Du Chen's good looks, "You must attend our rehearsal on time."

"No problem!" Du Chen immediately promised, secretly vowing to show them what a real man is.

After handing in the registration form, Teacher Yan saw the names of Zong Ji and the others on it, with a smile on his face. It seemed that they were well integrated in the class.

The script was written by Wang Yueyue looking for an off-site professional. She was responsible for providing ideas, and the screenwriter would complete the script. The total time was about 10 minutes.

They set aside a period of evening self-study every night for rehearsal. Since Zong Ji is the only one in the group who has serious acting experience, he also serves as the instructor.

"Have you memorized all the lines?" After receiving the script, Zong Ji finished memorizing the lines two days ago. He and Wang Yueyue had the most content. When Du Chen saw that they all said that they had memorized them by heart, he couldn't help feeling guilty, and followed suit without confidence. .

So Zong Ji asked everyone to go through the lines without script. Du Chen was okay at the beginning, but got stuck later on.

"Didn't you say you knew it by heart?" Wang Yueyue glared at him angrily, "You promised not to hold back!"

Du Chen made a mistake, Zong Ji smoothed things over and asked him to read the script first, and recite it a few more times today.

"Everyone has no problem with Mandarin, but their emotions are not full enough." Zong Ji pointed out everyone's problems one by one, and demonstrated it himself.

Du Chen put down the script dumbfounded, the same lines read from Zong Ji's mouth were completely different from those read by He Xiaowen and the others, he was actually moved.

"I rode to the manor yesterday, and I met an apple seller on the road. My horse took an apple from him. Guess what, he dared to ask me for money, ha, stupid commoner, my horse ate him The apple is worthy of him!"

What Zong Ji read was Du Chen's lines, his tone was full of arrogance, but his eyes did not show disdain, because there were no real civilians in the whole play, and the people he was talking to were noblemen.

When Du Chen read his lines just now, his expression was very exaggerated. A real noble would not make such a disrespectful gesture in front of princes and princesses.

Du Chen gradually put away his prejudice against Zong Ji and began to study his lines seriously.

After the lines, there are demeanor and movements. Zong Ji can always get to the point in a sentence. Wang Yueyue can't help but praise him as a very suitable director.

"Please tell me the size of your clothes, and I'll go buy clothes." Wang Yueyue generously contracted all the expenses of the drama crew. Her mother is a famous actress, and her father is the boss of the company. Tens of thousands of dollars are too much for her. It's a trivial matter.

There are not a few people with conditions like hers in Class 20. If you really count, Zong Ji is probably the poorest one in the class. After all, he doesn't have a red envelope, and he is a rich elder with [-] to [-] yuan.

But if Qi Chongyan was counted, then Zong Ji would beat up the whole class.

"Zong Ji, your invitation letter." Every student who passed the review and decided to go on stage will get a place to invite people outside the school to watch the party. After all the programs of Class [-] passed, Wang Yueyue brought back a big bag from Teacher Cong Yan. Invitation letters are estimated to account for a quarter of the whole grade.

On the Saturday before the New Year's Eve party, Zong Ji returned home with an invitation letter.

"Are you free on Thursday night?" Zong Ji hid the invitation letter behind his back, poked his head at the door of the study and asked Qi Chongyan.

"I'm free." Qi Chongyan noticed Zong Ji's hand behind his back and pretended not to see anything.

"I participated in the school's New Year's Eve party, do you want to go and see it?" Zong Ji took out the invitation letter and handed it to the front.

Qi Chongyan took the invitation letter, and there was no signature in the uniformly printed content, and Zong Ji handwritten a word in the lower right corner: "I will be there on time."

"It doesn't matter if you are late, my show will be at the back."

After sending out the invitation letter, Zong Ji waved his hands in satisfaction: "Go on with your work, I'll go to the living room to read."

Although Qi Chongyan hopes to be with Zong Ji all the time, he still cannot avoid working overtime on weekends. Even for him, transforming the studio into a film and television company is not something that can be done just by talking about it.

After Zong Ji reviewed the history test points, he picked up the political book again. The school is really a devil. It arranged the monthly test before the New Year's Day party, lest they slack off their studies for the New Year's Day party.

There were two monthly exams in October and November. Zong Ji's grades didn't fluctuate much, and he was stable in the top five in his class, and around [-] in his grade.

After the monthly exam in December, the school will not hold classes on Thursday, leaving the students to rehearse before the party.

Zong Ji put on a gorgeous European court attire, a white shirt with buttons made of agate, a white waistcoat embroidered with gold thread in the middle, a white tuxedo with the same pattern as the vest, and pure white trousers Wear white leather shoes.

"Wow!" He Xiaowen and Wang Yueyue exclaimed at the same time, this is the Prince Charming in their dreams.

Zhou Mingqi was dressed as a palace guard, holding a saber in his hand, and looked at the mirror for a while.

The girls helped each other put on the gorgeous European lady dresses, the wide panniers were about half a meter in diameter when unfolded.

"Loose... loosen up! I'm going to be out of breath!" He Xiaowen stretched her waist, looking panicked.

Their gorgeous outfits attracted the attention of countless people. Zhou Mingqi took many photos and asked Zong Ji to post on Weibo together with him.

"Wow, little prince!"

"Prince Charming and the knight?"

"Shh!"

"Is my brother going to act in a drama?"

"Hahaha, I can watch my brother play a drama live!"

Among Zong Ji's fans are students of Jingyi. They explained why Zong Ji dressed up like this in the comments, and immediately received the envy of many people.

The venue for the New Year's Eve Gala was in the auditorium of Jingyi.

Zong Ji and his classmates sat under the stage, and went backstage before going on stage.

The party started at six o'clock in the evening, Zong Ji turned his head and glanced at the area on the second floor, but did not find Qi Chongyan.

The school leaders took turns to speak on the stage. After more than half an hour, it was finally the turn of several student hosts to take the stage, and the students immediately gave warm applause.

[I'm here, look to the left. 】

Halfway through the show, Zong Ji received a message from Qi Chongyan. He suddenly looked to the upper left, and the man sitting in the corner waved at him.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Mingqi noticed his movement, and raised his head to glance in the direction he was looking, there was nothing special about it.

Zong Ji was so nervous that his heart beat faster, seeing that he didn't recognize Qi Chongyan, he was quietly relieved: "I didn't see anything."

[I saw you. 】

Zong Ji lowered his head to reply to Qi Chongyan's message, restraining himself from looking over there.

Qi Chongyan didn't pay attention to the stage, the performance on it meant nothing to him, Zong Ji was the only one in his eyes.

"Who did you give the invitation to?" Zhou Mingqi's manager entered the party when the party started, and sat on the right side of the second floor, which is the closest to the exit.

"My brother." Zong Ji couldn't help but sneak another glance.

"Were you looking at him just now?" Zhou Mingqi was curious about what the other person looked like, and turned his head again, only to see a vague figure, "Your brother seems to be very tall."

"Well, he's 1.8 meters six." From such a distance, he couldn't see his facial features clearly, Zong Ji also imagined Qi Chongyan's appearance.

"Wow, so tall!" Zhou Mingqi was extremely envious, he was only 1.7 meters [-], and Zong Ji was also taller than him, as expected of brothers.

Zhou Mingqi took a few more glances, knowing that Du Chen appeared on the stage, he turned his gaze away, no matter what, the people in his class still want to cheer.

Not long after Du Chen stepped down, Wang Yueyue greeted everyone to leave.It was Zong Ji's turn for two more programs. The princes and princesses stood up from the line of the class and moved backstage, attracting the attention of many people.

"Which class is this student, dressed so beautifully?"

The guests on the second floor were discussing in low voices, Qi Chongyan raised his camera and pointed it at Zong Ji.

Backstage, He Xiaowen memorized her lines nervously, worrying that she would be embarrassing if she forgot her lines later on stage.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, if you really forget the lines, you can make up the lines now, I can catch them."

Seeing that she was trembling with nervousness, Zong Ji comforted her.They rehearsed several times smoothly, basically without problems.

He Xiaowen took a deep breath, she had never been so nervous before participating in world-class painting competitions.

"Next, the students from Class 18, Grade [-] will present the drama "Upper Prom"."

Zong Ji and the others did not have the skills of professional drama actors, and the school auditorium did not have a microphone installed. In order to receive sound, each of them wore a pair of headsets.

As the music sounded, Wang Yueyue walked out from behind the scenes holding Zong Ji's arm.

Wang Yueyue wore a small crown on her head, her posture was dignified and elegant, and she was not at all inferior when walking with Zong Ji. She deserved to be the daughter of the actress.

The drama is a bit combined with the elements of a fashion show. The members walk out in twos, walking to the front as if walking on a catwalk. After showing their clothes, they go to their respective points to stand still.

The novel format of the program brightened the eyes of the audience. The school leaders sitting in the audience listened to the praise from the teachers of the university department and responded with a modest smile.

"No, the school didn't send teachers to guide them, and the students arranged them themselves. Children nowadays have a lot of ideas."

The lines of the script are easy and humorous, but inside it reveals the contradiction between European nobles and commoners in the last century. It is a rare in-depth performance at a normal New Year's Day party.

After the performance, Zong Ji led the crowd to step off the stage one by one. Zhou Mingqi took off his clothes and took his precious guitar from the backstage staff. He also had a solo concert.

Zong Ji also took off his gorgeous palace attire, and wrapped himself in a down jacket that reached down to his calves.

"I want to post our drama performance on Weibo?" Wang Yueyue asked for everyone's opinions.

"I'm fine." He Xiaowen was the first to express his opinion. Du Chen and Zhou Mingqi both agreed, and Zong Ji did not object.

"My agent's shooting skills are not bad. I'll send you the video he took when I go back."

"Okay!" Wang Yueyue actually asked the students in the audience to help with the video, but since Zhou Mingqi said so, she decided to use his version.

At 10:30, the party ended, and Zong Ji and his team deservedly won the first place. Zhou Mingqi's solo was a special guest performance and was not included in the ranking.

"I'll go first, bye." Zong Ji picked up his schoolbag, and he will be on holiday after the New Year's Day party. He packed his things early and couldn't wait to run outside.

"Hey, wait!" Zhou Mingqi chased after him, but Zong Ji had already disappeared.Zhou Mingqi muttered, he had never seen Zong Ji running so fast, and wanted to follow him to see what Zong Ji's brother looked like.

Qi Chongyan stood in the shadow under the tree, Zong Ji ran over from a distance, stopped a step in front of him, and then reached out to hold the camera's lanyard.

With the camera in Qi Chongyan's hands, the two used such a secret method to narrow the distance between each other.

After getting into the car, the camera was useless, Qi Chongyan drove with one hand, and held Zong Ji's fingers with the other hand.

【I posted the video! 】

After arriving home, Zong Ji saw Wang Yueyue's message in the group group, and clicked on her link to enter Weibo. Because of Zhou Mingqi's forwarding, the comments below were increasing rapidly.

"I can't believe this is a New Year's Eve party performance by several high school students."

"My God, one day I actually saw amu acting in a drama, I have no regrets in this life!"

"This costume is too pretty!"

"Next year, I must be admitted to Jingyi!"

Zong Ji read the comments, forwarded them to the homepage, and then put down his phone.He hadn't removed his makeup yet, his lips were as red as blood, Qi Chongyan wiped the corner of his mouth, and there was a red mark on his fingertips.

Wang Yueyue gave them the clothes she wore for performing the drama, saying that she would keep them as souvenirs. Zong Ji brought them back from school, and Qi Chongyan leaned into his ear, beguiling Zong Ji to put them on again.

his little prince.

Qi Chongyan sighed, kissing and unbuttoning Zong Ji, the first time he saw Zong Ji taking the stage, he wanted to do it.

After New Year's Day, everyone devoted themselves to the intense final review, and the drama performance was gradually forgotten by everyone.After the winter, the temperature in Beijing dropped sharply. Zhou Mingqi turned his daily running on the playground into rope skipping in the dormitory.

Zong Ji climbed into bed early, covered his legs with the quilt, and leaned against the wall to recite the history.

Zhou Mingqi was sweating profusely from jumping. After completing the goal, he threw the skipping rope on the table, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, the dormitory had already turned off the lights. He pressed the light switch, grabbed the edge of the bed with his arms, and turned over directly. go to bed.

Zong Ji shrank into the bed and curled himself into a ball. No matter how early he went to bed, his feet were still as cold as ice. At this time, he would miss Qi Chongyan's embrace very much.

"Where are you going to go during the winter vacation?" Zhou Mingqi counted down the countdown to the holiday, and there were still ten days left.

"I probably won't be able to go anywhere during the winter vacation. I have to go to publicity." Zong Ji's winter vacation has long been arranged by Yu Yang, and he doesn't even have time to go back to Qingxi for the promotion of Shengfan's fashion blockbuster and "Returning the Buddha".

"When "Returning the Buddha" is released, I'll book it for you!" Zhou Mingqi made a promise, the premise is that "Returning the Buddha" will be released in Bay Area.

Zheng Yuan released the third version of the trailer, and tried his best to promote it. When the money is spent, he hates it. Feng Zheng can't wait to split a penny in half and spend it.

Fortunately, their hard work has not been in vain. At present, the film schedule of "Returning the Buddha" can already be ranked in the top five films in the Spring Festival file.

There was no holiday for the week before the exam. Zong Ji stayed at the school for ten consecutive days. He packed up his things and left the dormitory after the last subject of the exam. The results of the final exam would be sent to the class.

Zong Ji rested for two days, and then went back to work non-stop.

"I've accepted two variety shows for you." Yu Yang is also trying to increase the popularity of "Returning the Buddha". If possible, he is willing to replace Zong Ji on the stage, but it is a pity that the program group does not want him.

Feng Zheng was still discussing with others about filming in "Returning the Buddha". He kept toasting and drinking, and went to the toilet to vomit after drinking. The beer belly became more and more obvious, but his complexion became visibly worse.

Compared with Feng Zheng and Zheng Yuan, Zong Ji felt that he was not hardworking.

He took the initiative to ask Yu Yang to take more announcements, and he also worked very hard to get the camera in the show. Yu Yang couldn't help wiping his tears while watching the show.Once upon a time, Zong Ji was a young man who didn't talk much on stage, but now he has learned how to create topics for himself.

"It's okay, Brother Yang, I'm not tired." Zong Ji noticed Yu Yang's movements, and after finishing the recording, he wiped the sweat off his face.In the weather of more than ten degrees below zero, Zong Ji's hair was drenched, and transparent ice flowers condensed.

On New Year's Eve, Yu Yang stopped all work of Zong Ji so that he could rest for a day with peace of mind.

There were lights and festoons everywhere in Beijing, and little red lanterns were hung on the trees in the community. Zong Ji followed Liu Wang's video call and told them that everything was fine.Aunt Sun told him to take good care of himself when he was away from home, rest when he was really tired, and don't push himself hard.

"Ma'am I know." Zong Ji blinked and held back his tears, "Ma'am, I'm going to get into the elevator, hang up first."

"Hey, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zong Ji wiped the corners of his eyes, and smiled at the mirror in the elevator.

Qi Chongyan gave everyone a holiday yesterday. He bought couplets and pasted them at the door, went to the supermarket to stock up a lot of New Year's goods, and started working on today's New Year's Eve dinner from the morning.

Zong Ji entered the password and entered the door, smelling the aroma of fried oil.

The melancholy in his heart because he couldn't go back for the New Year disappeared in an instant, and Zong Ji opened his hands: "I'm back!"

Qi Chongyan's arms were full of oily smoke, and his apron was still stained with oil splashed from fried crispy meat, but Zong Jiquan didn't care.

Zong Ji let go of his hand after successfully covering himself with the smell of oily smoke: "What are you doing, it smells so good?"

Qi Chongyan leaned over and kissed him, then picked up the crispy meat on the plate with chopsticks and fed it to Zong Ji: "Try it to see if it tastes good, I called my aunt to ask for the recipe."

The outer layer of sweet potato flour is fried crispy, the inner layer is soft and chewy, and the innermost lean meat has a hint of toughness.

Zong Ji bit a prickly ash, and the numbness eroded his mouth. He nodded vigorously: "It's delicious! It's exactly the same as what the aunt made!"

Whole peppercorns are the soul of fried crispy meat. Zong Ji ate three pieces in a row, and Qi Chongyan restarted the fire to finish frying the rest.

In addition to the crispy meat, he also bought small fish and deep-fried them in a pan until golden, even the bones inside were crispy before picking them up.

Qi Chongyan originally wanted to invite Liu Wang and Aunt Sun to come to Beijing to celebrate the New Year with Zong Ji, but there was no one in his hometown, and Aunt Sun could not leave. Liu Wang chose the latter between Zong Ji and Aunt Sun.

It's not that Liu Wang and Zong Ji are not close enough, it's just human nature.

"Don't you need to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner?" Zong Ji held Qi Chongyan by the corner of his clothes when he asked this, with a look of panic on his face.

"No, I told them." Qi Chongyan held Zong Ji's hand and reassured him.

Qi Chongyan cooked a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Most of the dishes on it were eaten at Aunt Sun's house during the Chinese New Year. He tried his best to create a familiar New Year's atmosphere for Zong Ji.

The TV, which was basically never turned on, was also turned on, and there was a news broadcast on it. Qi Chongyan kept picking up vegetables for Zong Ji, causing him to hiccup, and grabbed peanuts, melon seeds and walnuts and put them on the plate.

This is also the standard equipment for Aunt Sun's family to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The two were nestled on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala, Qi Chongyan peeled the melon seeds into the palm of his hand, and gathered a handful for Zong Ji to eat in one bite.

This is the most refreshing way to eat melon seeds.

At twelve o'clock, Qi Chongyan played a video of fireworks and firecrackers on his mobile phone, which can be said to be very atmospheric.

What else could Zong Ji not be satisfied with? He hooked Qi Chongyan's neck and said, "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

Qi Chongyan kissed gently, without any charm.

After turning off the TV, Qi Chongyan carried Zong Ji who was hanging on him like a koala back to the bedroom, gently put him on the bed, and lay down beside him: "Sleep."

He understood Zong Ji's hard work and didn't plan to do anything.

Zong Ji was indeed very tired, his physical exhaustion made him reluctant to move.He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

"Brother Qi, I can't sleep." Zong Jiyi closed his eyes, his mind was full of "Returning the Buddha", and he didn't feel sleepy even after opening his eyes for two hours.

He spoke in a low voice, not intending to wake Qi Chongyan up.

"Not sleepy?" Qi Chongyan's voice sounded in the darkness, and he rolled over on top of Zong Ji.

I didn't see him so nervous when "Blooming" and "Night" were released before, probably because of the relatively low pressure.

"Can't sleep." Zong Ji's voice was light and soft in the dark, with a hint of wetness. He was tired and sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

Why are you crying again?Qi Chongyan sighed in distress, and fixed the corners of his eyes precisely.

Since he can't sleep, do something that will make him fall asleep.

The last bit of physical strength was drained, Zong Ji finally had no energy to think about "Returning the Buddha", he fell into a deep sleep, and did not even respond to Qi Chongyan hugging him to the next door.

Zong Ji was not the only one who had trouble falling asleep tonight, Zheng Yuan's eyes were red, Feng Zheng woke up after only two hours of sleep, and Yu Yang's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

"I knew I should have done some screenings." Zheng Yuan sighed for the nth time, if he had done some screenings, he wouldn't have suffered as much as he is now.

"Are you willing to reveal the plot in advance?" Feng Zheng replied and brought him a cup of coffee.

Of course he can’t bear it, there are good and bad screenings, if it’s normal, it can indeed attract more viewers to the theater, but this method doesn’t apply to the Spring Festival, the competition is too big, and he can’t bear the consequences if he is targeted by his opponents.

In short, he did his best to obey the destiny, Zheng Yuanqiang cheered up and waited for the audience's response.

In fact, they don't need to be so nervous. Just looking at the pre-sale box office, "Returning the Buddha" has already exceeded their first-day box office expectations.

Zong Ji slept until the afternoon, had a big New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, and Qi Chongyan also fed him a lot of snacks, so he didn't wake up hungry.

"Return Buddha"!

Seeing the time on the lock screen, Zong Ji was no longer drowsy, he hurriedly unlocked it, Qi Chongyan turned the phone to silent, Yu Yang and the others sent him countless messages and missed calls.

The top one was Zheng Yuan's. When he clicked on the exclamation marks all over the screen, Zong Ji concentrated and saw clearly what he posted.

The movie-viewing feedback of "Returning the Buddha" is very good. Although many fans cried bitterly and shouted to send blades to the director and screenwriter, it did not prevent them from giving the movie five stars while crying, and then wrote that the movie was very good. Everyone must read such reviews.

Can't let me be knifed alone!

Zong Ji went to Weibo to read the evaluations of professional film critics, and he was still his old buddy Mr. Niu.

[Teacher Niu V: Don't talk too much, show me to see!

Before talking about the movie, I want to talk about the leading actor Zong Ji.This is the third movie I have watched with him in it. From Ji Le in "Blooming", to Gao Sheng in "Night", and to forgive yourself in "Returning the Buddha", Zong Ji let me see His growth also gave me one surprise after another.

Before watching the movie, I was also worried about whether Zong Ji would be able to support such a big role. After watching it, I found that I was too worried.He did better than I imagined.

In some turmoil before, Zong Ji once said that he walked the Sichuan-Tibet line. Although I don’t know where he stopped on the Sichuan-Tibet line, I’m sure that he must have made this trip out of forgiveness. .As we all know, Tibet is a place where Buddhism is prevalent, and the movie was also filmed in the Potala Palace, and Zong Ji's forgiveness can be ranked in the top three among all the monk roles I have seen. The first is a Buddhist documentary , the second is "Journey to the West".

In addition to Zong Ji, what I have to sigh is the special effects and framing of this movie. This is the most realistic fairy world I have ever seen.Finally, there is a director who is willing to seriously do special effects for Xianxia, ​​instead of using fifty cents to perfuse the audience.I heard that the producer of "Returning the Buddha" is very stingy. I guess he spent most of his budget on special effects. After all, special effects cost money every second.

It is said that every movie of Zong Ji will have a scene that impresses me, and this time it is the same. I blow the part of Tongtian Road!

Then let's talk about the plot, it's not a dog-blood drama about falling in love in the skin of a fairy, but cleverly used five units to connect the story lines together.From the beginning to the end of the movie, no plot is superfluous. I think the open ending is handled very cleverly.

……

Finally, I want to say that Xianxia is not dead! 】

Zong Ji couldn't help showing a smile on his face, feeling that all the previous hard work was worth it at this moment.

Back on the homepage of my Weibo, the number of fans increases every time it is refreshed, and the comment area is almost flooded with fans' tears.

"I'm going to cry to death, wow QAQ!"

"My tears are worthless."

"Save the child, I was fooled by the knife!"

"The ominous premonition has come true."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"My brother acted so well, it made my scalp tingle."

"I don't think my brother is dead, my brother is absolutely impossible!"

"My little monk, woo woo woo woo"

Zong Ji was so engrossed in looking at his phone that he didn't even know when Qi Chongyan entered the room.

"Are you still nervous now?" Qi Chongyan looked at Zong Ji's red and swollen eyes, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Don't be nervous anymore." Zong Ji smiled and shook his head, "Thank you."

"Then get up and eat, don't you have to go to the road show in the afternoon?"

The first road show was in Beijing, at [-]:[-] pm, Zong Ji could eat slowly before heading over.

Zong Ji stretched out his hands and acted like a baby to Qi Chongyan: "You hug me."

He is in good spirits, but his physical exhaustion has not yet recovered.

After eating and resting at home until four o'clock, Yu Yang drove Zongji to the cinema, where Zheng Yuan and Feng Zheng were already waiting.

That's right, because Zong Ji is the absolute leading actor in "Returning the Buddha", so there are only him and Zheng Yuan in the road show, plus Feng Zheng as an assistant.

Xiao Zhao made a simple look for Zong Ji in the car. The clothes he wore were provided by Shengfan, a dark gray cashmere coat with a smooth drape, a black turtleneck sweater inside, slim jeans and a pair of black boots underneath.

Zheng Yuan also dressed up well today, he is in good spirits on happy occasions, even after staying up for almost two days and one night, he still looks very energetic.

Zong Ji glanced at his hair with a wig, thinking that he should lose less hair in the future.

"Let's go, let's go in." Zheng Yuan and Zong Ji walked into the theater lounge side by side, where they finished taking pictures and signing autographs.

Zong Ji laughed so hard that his face stiffened, and he and Zheng Yuan took a deep breath when they were reminded that they could enter the arena.

The audience who bought the road show sat excitedly and burst into cheers when they saw them come out.

Feng Zheng did not come on stage, the host gave Zong Ji and Zong Ji each a microphone, and after a brief introduction, the audience began to ask questions.

"Brother, did you really go to the Sichuan-Tibet line to forgive yourself? Where did you go?"

The first one to grab the right to speak was obviously Zong Ji's fans, not only because of the title he called Zong Ji, but also because of the excitement and joy that Zong Ji couldn't hide.

"Yes, I took the Sichuan-Tibet line to forgive myself. At that time, I read the script and the original novel of "Returning the Buddha" given to me by Director Zheng three times, and wrote a short biography of the characters, but I always felt that I was sorry for myself. The portrayal of it is not perfect, because I don't know how to play it."

"Before that, I had basically no understanding of Buddhism. The only thing I remembered more deeply was Tang Seng in "Journey to the West."

"Although forgiveness has similarities with Tang Seng, they are both people with great compassion, but they are not alone. So I took a trip to the Sichuan-Tibet line with my manager and hired an experienced tour guide. We We took the Northern Sichuan-Tibet Line, and as for where we went, we have been to places with many temples along the way, but we didn’t stay for a long time because of time.”

"I met a pilgrim about [-] kilometers away from the Jokhang Temple, which is why I chose to take the northern Sichuan-Tibet line. Everyone should have heard of pilgrims. They kowtow all the way from the starting point When I arrived at the Jokhang Temple, I saw faith in his eyes."

"During the three days in the Jokhang Temple, I observed many pilgrims. Later, the tour guide helped me find Master Hongran from the Jokhang Temple. The master patiently told me a lot about spiritual practice."

"Then I know how to act forgive myself."

Zong Ji had prepared the answer to this question in his mind, but he wanted to say too much, and much of it was too subjective, so he couldn't give you a very accurate description.

After finishing speaking, he bowed in embarrassment: "I'm a bit messy, sorry."

"It's okay!" The fan who asked the question answered loudly. Although he really didn't understand much, he was already satisfied.

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感谢在2021-07-19?23:59:10~2021-07-20?23:59:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Brad x Ishuka? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Four small plants? 9 bottles; Huafusheng? 4 bottles; 41923643? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!