Shinto monks in modern times

In order to expand their influence and interact with fans, celebrities will have a social account.Twitter, Facebook, Weibo... On these platforms, shining stars are always indispensable.

Kenife grabbed the computer and looked at the screen.

All the places on the page where you can leave a message are occupied by people from country Z. Relying on the advantage of the number of people and their high enthusiasm, they poured in endlessly, imprinted traces on Kenifer's Facebook, and a large number of incomprehensible square characters and translations The Z country-style English used in the mass production of the software makes it difficult for the people of M country to understand what they mean, but as long as you combine the reports of these days and find a few more accurate messages to make an inference, you will know that these people are on the opposite side.

Lily exclaimed: "Oh my god, that oriental named Feng is so popular in his country?"

Kenifer's face sank like water: "It's just that there are too many people in country Z."

Even so, she felt very uneasy.From the time when she decided to give this Hollywood newcomer a bad start, when Usserman rejected her, from when she told Locke to find a way to find a financial backer for Feng, everything got out of her control and flowed in a direction she couldn't predict.

Fans of Country Z and her fans opened up a battlefield on the Internet to fight each other, and Kenife didn't take it seriously.The impact of this matter is not great, what she cares about is her future path.As long as all of this has no effect on her worth or the movies she will film in the future, why bother?

Kenife arched her neck and smiled.

In a place not far from Kenifer that cannot be seen by the naked eye, there is a soul of two people.

"My lord's feelings are so complicated." Ling Hanguang, who looked like a milk doll, sat on Feng Yi's shoulder and muttered to himself.The effect of nurturing is very good, his eyebrows and limbs are clear, and he can clearly see that he is a handsome boy.

Now, Hanguang can leave the pagoda for a short period of time every day. Feng Yi sometimes teaches him, sometimes gives him copybooks and books, and does his own thing, but if he asks a question, he can also get an answer.

The ghost's spiritual wisdom has grown rapidly, and compared to children of the same age in the mortal world, it is completely a monstrous existence.

Now is teaching time.

The ghost flew around Kenifer, and just about to put his finger in his mouth, Song Shi gave him a hard look, flinched reflexively, and silently complained in his heart that the sword cultivator was stealing away from him Xiu's behavior, he put down his hand resentfully.

Feng Yi smiled: "What feelings have you discovered?"

Hanguang snapped her fingers: "Anxiety, resentment, longing, remorse, restlessness, hesitation... She is worried that the man who lost contact should be a good person; but she wants to frame you, the master, so she is a bad person?" Brain light can't figure out such a complicated thing, it's confusing.

Feng Yiman said: "In this world, how can there be a distinction between black and white? Purely good people or bad people are extremely rare, and most people are in between, a gray existence."

Hanguang shook his head honestly: "I don't understand."

As the most hated existence of ghosts, Song Shi said one of the most hated ending words of children: "When you grow up and see more, you will understand."

"Hmph!" Hanguang curled his lips unconvinced, and flew into the pagoda tree.

No matter how intense the external reports were, it would have little effect on the veteran director Aldrich. After the filming of the studio scenes, the crew set off for the beach as originally planned.

This is hard for those reporters who are tirelessly looking for news figures. They have already disappeared, and they don’t know the new location. Who else can they ask for interviews?

The reporter's melancholy crew didn't understand, they were facing the autumn ocean and exclaimed bursts of admiration.

The blue ocean stretches as far as the eye can see, gestating the beginning of life and burying the end of life.The waves surged onto the beach, leaving thin bubbles and receding. The sun shone softly on everyone, making them indescribably comfortable.

This is a coast that Aldridge has carefully selected.

The holiday island that originally belonged to a certain celebrity is now temporarily rented out. Feng Yi looked around, but there was no one else there except the crew. Although this idea is arrogant, it gives people better enjoyment.

Shenxiu came from the music director, and Song Shi changed him into a silver fishtail, placed Feng Yi dressed up beside the designated reef, and nodded to Director Aldrich.The director waved his hand: "Sing."

On the first day of filming at the seaside, Aldrich first asked Feng Yi to sing a song.

In his mind, the scene in "Trek" that brought beauty, shock, and supreme enjoyment to the audience was the siren's singing, just like how he felt when he heard Feng Yi's singing during the audition.

For this reason, Aldrich gave up the originally selected song fragments and directly invited a long-established composer Quentin Goodwin as the music director, telling him that what he needed was the sound of the real ocean.

Only music, no words.

Sea monsters do not understand human language.

Feng Yi has practiced this piece for some time.According to Mr. Goodwin, this is composed by combining the sounds of various marine creatures. The boundaries of treble and bass cannot be reached by the best of human beings.

At that time, Aldrich assured that someone could sing perfectly, which aroused Goodwin's curiosity and made him act with the crew even with his gray hair-the director planned to let Feng Yi sing after he went to the beach. He firmly believed that in the sea breeze The songs sung in will retain the breath of the sea, which will bring the audience into it even more.

Song Shi was looking at Feng Yi.

Everyone was looking at Feng Yi.

Under the scorching gaze, the sea monster leaned comfortably on the reef, let the soft sunlight cover his beautiful body, and began to sing!

The slightly salty sea breeze hit the face of the oriental young man and brushed over his bare chest. Feng Yi always had a smile on his lips, with a gentle and pious expression. The fragrance like a flower, like a ripple on the lake of a lover's heart, and like the holy voice of heaven, spreads slowly in the wind.Waves beating against the shore, birds singing in the sky... These sounds are far away from people's minds, and all their senses are immersed in the singing, unwilling to wake up.

Song Shi closed his eyes, thinking of something, the corners of his lips curved like a smile.

Hu Zhenzhen desperately pulled He Nan's sleeve, pointed at Jianxiu, showing an exaggerated expression of horror, was patted on the head by the other party, and ran away dissatisfied.

This is the song the Siren sings to Pearl at the end of the film.

Best wishes and endless calls.

After the song was over, many people were still intoxicated by it, feeling the aftertaste, and no one spoke on the beach. Breaking the silence seemed to be a crime.

The strange cry broke the silence, it was actually groups of dolphins!

These sea animals that always seem to be smiling and are very friendly to humans chase each other close to the beach, making ethnic-specific calls, and they are connected as one, as if they are singing.

Goodwin suddenly realized something, and said in shock: "God! They are courting!"

Everyone's eyes seemed to be on Feng Yi suddenly.

Feng Yi: "..."

Song Shi rushed forward and quickly carried the handicapped lover back to the shore.

"Hahahahaha!" Usserman was the first to laugh out loud, bringing up the whole group of laughter. Even Serena couldn't maintain her ladylike demeanor, and quickly tried to cover her lips with her hands to remedy it.

Composer Goodwin let out a fit of laughter, patted his chest again and again to slow down, and the corners of his lips still couldn't stop rising: "When I was composing the music, I heard the calls of many marine animals, most of them were dolphins..." Human I had more contact with dolphins, and collected more detailed information. After all, Goodwin is not a zoologist. He just integrated suitable sounds into a piece of music. Only now does this spiritual old man realize that these sounds are afraid. A female dolphin in heat is calling for her lover.

"Old man! You're going to make a new song!" Aldridge laughed.

"Oh, this is probably the most bizarre rework reason I've encountered in my life." Goodwin shrugged and made a helpless gesture.

Serena ran to the beach with a large group of girls, their ankles were submerged in sea water, their eyes were shining brightly, trying to touch the dolphins that lingered, but they were deftly avoided.

People came forward one after another to admire this group of lovely dolphins.

There was no more response, and the calls of the dolphins gradually became tainted with other emotions. They seemed to be wondering where the mysterious lover had gone. Many dolphins retreated, but there was a smaller one that kept wandering on the beach, anxious. Shouting loudly, he rushed to the beach, almost stranded himself.

A large dolphin swam out of the group, pushed its companion with its body, and pulled it into the group. Until the group of dolphins finally swam away, the screams of the little dolphins were still faintly heard in the distance.

Li Xuecheng expressed the feelings of everyone: "Suddenly I feel so guilty."

Everyone went to look at Feng Yi again, in exchange for the other party's innocent words: "It's useless to pay me, I'm not a dolphin." How can people fall in love with different races?

Everyone was very sad.

Goodwin composed three pieces of music for Siren.The tempting song under the moonlit night, dumping the sailors and making the ship run aground and silence; the battle song on the island, encouraging the warriors fighting sea monsters; the blessing song under the sun, calling to the same race, or mixed with love.

The Blessing song was accidentally scrapped, and other songs were also more or less affected... The materials that Goodwin referred to were intertwined, and now he has to think about how to modify it.

Hu Zhenzhen sighed: "In other words, today is a waste of effort?"

Feng Yi shook her head: "No, it's very rewarding, just look at the eyes of other people."

"Actors from the East used disgraceful means to occupy the role of the siren in "Trek", the media reports were overwhelming, and it was not without influence.

Or this idea was already deeply rooted in the hearts of the crew, and now that there is a suitable soil, it will take root.

Even in those days in the studio, there was no scene for Feng Yi, people's eyes still fell on him from time to time, suspicion, contempt, disgust, accompanied by whispers, and now, they have been overwhelmed by Feng Yi's talent, still They are whispering, but their eyes are full of eagerness, guilt and admiration - those who are truly capable will always be appreciated and pursued.

Many people wanted to say a few words to Feng Yi and ask for an autograph, but thinking of their performance a few days ago, they were a little hesitant. Serena rolled her eyes, walked forward and handed the pen and paper to Feng Yi. To Feng Yi: "Can I sign it, handsome guy?" She is one of the few people who has never been swayed by rumors.

Feng Yi smiled: "My honor."

Under the soft sunlight, the smile of the young man from the east was also so gentle, extremely pale and gorgeous, Serena couldn't help being stunned.