Entertainment industry summer job

◎He listens to me◎

When the New Year's bell rang, some people cheered and looked forward to the future, some people said goodbye to the past with relief, and Ying Ye, he was welcoming death, to be precise, it was Wu Sang who was welcoming death.

The Eastern Qin Dynasty was still dark, and so were the ceremonies.

"I am born alone in troubled times, and the times are good and lucky; when the yuan is out of control, and the world is divided, it is to take advantage of the chaos of the heroes to know the autumn, and gather the crowd to use force, and the gods of Heqing and Harrier will put down the violence/chaos, so as to have the world and dominate the common people. Today It has been eight years. You were born in ancient times, blessed the people of Qin, and Bo belonged to Yunwei. His divine merits and virtues have been passed down to this day. The lonely one inherits the order of heaven, and he is specially prepared to use sacrifices. ."[1]

After reading Wusang's sacrificial oration, he retreated and paid homage.

The national teacher shook his voice and shouted: "Kneel!"

Wu Sang and the officials knelt down and worshiped three times.

"Kneel twice!"

Wu Sang and the officials knelt down and worshiped three times.

"Kneel three times!"

Wu Sang and the officials knelt and worshiped three times.

"The ceremony is over! Play the chapter of Xiping!"

The sound of offering sacrifices to heaven began.

Wu Sang stood tall on the main hall, his head slightly raised, and no one dared to look up at each other under the steps with his strong aura.

Under the three steps, the national teacher knelt on the ground and said in a submissive manner: "Your Majesty, I have a treasure to offer to Your Majesty."

"Oh? Really?" Wu Sang raised her phoenix eyes lightly, "Bring it up."

The national teacher got up and bent over to Wu Sang: "Your Majesty."

He stretched his hand into the big sleeve and took it out, but it was empty.

"Huh?" Wu Sang raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly puzzled.

The national teacher raised his palm to mid-air, facing Wu Sang's heart, and smiled secretly: "Your Majesty, minister, I will send you a ride."

A bright red dagger appeared out of thin air and pierced into Wu Sang's heart with lightning speed. Wu Sang didn't react in time, without saying a word, his eyes widened, and he fell straight on the cold hall floor.

"Cut!" Chen Keli walked up to Ying Ye with the script in hand.

"Xiao Ying, the mood is not right. When you finally die, there can't be hatred and murderous look in your eyes, it can only be shock, because you died before you had time to hate, and there is still a blood bag. The time you bite it is a little earlier. For four or five seconds, control the amount and don't spray it all at once, bite a little bit, let the blood flow out from the corner of the mouth, like this."

Chen Keli took a blood bag and went into battle to demonstrate the bite method himself.

So, on the first night of 2019, Ying also "died" four times back and forth, which sounded very unlucky, thanks to his not pursuing a sense of ritual.

"My fans? For me?"

The next day, Ying also received New Year gifts from Lucky and fans.

"And me." Lucky pushed his gift a little further in front of Ying Ye calmly.

Ying also took the lucky share, unpacking layers of packaging, and there was a silver watch lying in the box wrapped in dark green velvet.

"TimeLightGala?" Ying also closed the box: "No, it's too expensive, I can't accept it."

"It's not expensive, it's not as expensive as the plate you gave Lao You, and I didn't spend any money." Lucky rolled up his sleeves, shook his wrist, and got a watch of the same style:

"DUKE was going to give me a Possion. I think you lack a wristwatch. Possion is not a fancy watch, so you might as well replace it with two TimeLight Galas."

"Really?" Qinan, who was lucky to hold 20, told him it was worthless.

"Except for Qinan, have I lied to you? Take it and have a look." Lucky urged.

Ying also reopened the gift box, took out the watch and put it on.

"The size is perfect, I guessed well." Lucky said proudly.

"Thank you." Ying was also slightly moved.

"Don't you look at what the fans sent you?"

"Oh." Ying also buckled the bag and dumped everything on the table: "Books, souvenirs, dolls, clothes, letters?"

An envelope of light brown kraft paper, sealed with wax seal, Ying also took a knife and cut the seal open.

Lucky said to himself: "To tell you the truth, when I first debuted, the letters written by fans were packed into boxes and boxes, and I couldn't collect them. In the storage room of my hometown..."

"I've finished reading." Ying also put down the letter paper: "Here."

"I don't think the letter from a fan to you is appropriate."

"How do you know if it's suitable if you don't look at it?"

"What do you mean?" Lucky took the letter and smiled after a while: "Haha, she wants you to speak up for mutants after you become famous? Haha, young people are so smart now, interesting, really interesting. What do you think?"

"I don't want to affect your image."

Lucky put away the letter paper and put it back in the envelope: "Look at it, I don't dare to speak out for mutants with my current status, let alone you?"

"Is it difficult?" Ying also asked seriously.

"Unless I quit the circle, speaking out is tantamount to social death, and you know what will happen to Qi Xiao. I plan to act for the rest of my life. You won't?"

"I have my measure."

Ying Ye received half of the things, his hands stopped in mid-air, his eyes became "absent", and after about a minute, he said to Lucky: "Did someone invite you to participate in an event abroad recently?"

"Yes, New York Winter Fashion Week in mid-January. It's sudden. Usually, similar events are notified one to two months in advance. The organizer just sent me a letter yesterday."

"Don't go, definitely don't go."

"What did you see?"

"A door? It's more like an unknown space. I'm not sure. Anyway, don't go there."

"Okay, if you don't want to go, you won't go." Ying Ye has been avoiding lightning for 20 years, and he has no reason not to listen.

Half a month later, bad news broke out during New York Fashion Week. A minibus carrying seven stars disappeared on the way back to the hotel at [-]:[-] p.m.

During the intermission of the set, everyone stopped working and whispered to each other.

"Is it nonsense? Can a car or two disappear out of thin air?"

"I heard that Qi Xiao and MODA editor-in-chief Brain are both in the car."

"Unless there are aliens? It's impossible."

......

—Is there any connection between the seven people?Ying also sat in the corner, clasped his hands against his forehead, and kept replaying the images and memories of the Heroes Dinner in his mind—Brain, four of the seven people had participated in the Heroes Dinner, why did Qi Xiao, a mutant who had retired from the circle, go to Fashion Week?Theoretically speaking, space dislocation and space distortion can cause objects to disappear out of thin air, but are there any research results put into practice now? "

"That's enough, let's return to our position, return to our position." Chen Keli walked around the stage and greeted one by one: "For the last scene, everyone must cheer up 12 points! Lucky! Ying Ye! Hurry up!".

"Yes." His train of thought was interrupted, and Ying also got up to straighten his clothes, and quickly changed his state.

Outside the Nantian Gate, Qingji knelt in the center of the execution ground, surrounded by heavenly soldiers and generals, and on the jade pillars in the southeast, northwest, and north stood respectively Taibai Jinxing, Emperor Zhenwu, King Tota, and God Erlang.

"Do you know the crime of Jiuqiu Xingjun Qingji, the four masters of the tomb?" Jade Emperor asked sharply.

"If you know the crime and know the crime, why don't you know the crime?" Qing Ji raised his head and smiled contemptuously, not paying attention to the Jade Emperor at all.

"Card! Luckily, the status of Qing Ji is wrong."

Lucky got up and took out the script from his big sleeve: "Director Chen, I've thought about it for several days, and the last scene should be in this state."

"Brother, you are going to die, you are going to be tortured by Tianli, how can you be in such a state of self-confidence, publicity, and contempt? You should be decadent, sluggish, sad, broken jars, everything doesn't matter, whatever you love That's right."

"From the moment I decided to avenge Wu Sang, I knew that I would be executed in the end, and before I was executed, I had settled down with Wu Sang, the only and most important person to me. Kean, everything is under my control, of course I am confident and arrogant and despise Zhang Yang."

"Once you are tortured by Tianli, your soul will be scattered and you will never see Wusang again. Are you happy with a hammer?"

"Director Chen, with all due respect, your way of expression is for romantic dramas, romantic dramas, okay, I have no objection, you film me and Wu Sang, the level is too shallow, you should be clear, our relationship is not limited to whether we can Meeting, it is the will and the spirit, I will be sad because I can't see Wusang in this life, but I will be more happy that he can live."

"The ones who stay are the hardest ones. How can Qing Ji have the heart to see Wu Sang suffer again?"

"If you waste ten thousand years and die as a confidant, you should have no regrets when you are young."

Fortunately, he argued hard, but Chen Keli refused to budge, and the two fell into a stalemate.

Chen Keli angrily called Ying Ye to the execution platform: "Wusang, come here, I want to hear your opinion."

Ying also looked left and right: "Director Chen, you are in the troposphere, while Qingji is in outer space."

"Briefly."

"Be concise and he listens to me." With Ying Ye's support, Lucky took the initiative to go down the steps: "Director Chen, otherwise I will shoot both versions. When you edit the film, show the original work and Mr. Chu. You see, they both want Which one shall we keep?"

"Row."

The two reached a compromise, lucky to go through both positive and negative emotions, one can choose, and the other will not affect the following Ying Ye's acceptance of the play.

"Qingji! Don't you think that you are the last ancient beast in the world and I dare not punish you!"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to talk too much, just execute the punishment." Qing Ji closed his eyes and went to die resolutely.

At this moment, the sound of knives and guns was heard, and Wu Sang held the Qikong Yunchi all the way to the execution ground outside the Nantianmen.

Wu Sang flew to Qing Ji's side and helped him up.

For a moment, Qing Ji was surprised and happy, panic and anxious, confused: "Ah, you."

Wu Sang didn't get angry, he saw that Qing Ji's clothes were neat and tidy, and his head was straight, so he knew that he must have voluntarily disarmed and was willing to be escorted to the Heavenly Court.Usang smiles

Yi, said softly: "It's almost done, can a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals come down to you?"

"Okay, hahaha." Qing Ji looked up to the sky and smiled, a tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eye.In his entire life, for more than [-] years, he was alone. After going through vicissitudes of life, he hesitated, and at the end of his life, he finally found a place to return to.

"That being the case, today..."

The two minds met.Qingji knew that he was lonely all his life, died in vain, and finally tasted the sweetness of life. He didn't want to suffer the death penalty again, and his soul was scattered in the world, and he knew his painstaking efforts.But if the confidant goes away, how can he survive.

Yunchi turns into a sword, and green feathers turn into a whip.

"Well, kill him again."

"Card!"

"Perfect! Wonderful!" Chen Keli stood up and applauded, and the on-site staff also applauded.

"Congratulations to Lucky! Congratulations to Ying Ye! Successful completion!"

Lucky and Ying also slumped on the ground at the same time, leaning against each other.Lucky wiped away tears, smiled wryly and said, "It's too difficult, both of us."

Ying also was depressed and did not speak for a long time.Lucky raised his hand to put Ying Ye's messy hair behind him, and patted him on the back lightly.

Chen Keli trotted to the execution platform: "Absolute! Luckily, your tears just now were absolutely amazing, completely expressing Qing Ji's emotions to the extreme."

"Thank you, Director Chen, for everyone's joint efforts."

Lucky got up, stood still and stretched out his hand to pull Ying Ye.

"It's okay, it's over." Lucky hugged Ying Ye.

Ying also nodded.

The field manager walked up to the two of them holding two bouquets of flowers.

"Congratulations to the two teachers for the successful conclusion."

"Okay, thank you." Lucky handed the brightest and sunniest orange bouquet to Ying Ye: "Here, free spirit."

"Thank you." Ying also took the flowers.

Lucky hugged Yingye again.

"Two teachers, take a photo together."

All the staff of the crew rushed to the stage to surround the two of them, with smiles and joy on everyone's face.Only Ying Ye, air pressure

Low enough to be out of tune with everyone.

"Do you think Director Chen's forehead looks like a light bulb, hahaha."

"Which flower is beautiful? Yellow? Green? How about taking one from me?"

"Cake for me later, can you eat more cream for me?"

......

Lucky mouth kept talking, just to make Ying Ye a little bit happier.Ying couldn't listen, but Lucky's voice comforted him.

The author says:

[1] Refer to the article on offering sacrifices to the Yellow Emperor in the Ming Dynasty