halva[entertainment]

This is Tang Anran's play tonight.

Ning Lan, who was asleep, was intoxicated by the fragrance and passed out. Leng Rui stood in front of Ning Lan's bed and fought the assassin for several rounds with the sword.

The disciple handed down by the owner of Plum Blossom Valley is not something that ordinary assassins can match. The assassin fled, but Leng Rui did not pursue him. Instead, he turned around to check whether Ning Lan was injured. Seeing that she was just in a coma and her body was fine, she relaxed. in one breath.

Leng Rui, who was sitting by the bed, looked at the woman whom he had secretly protected for a year and had already developed different feelings for her, her heart was complicated and not peaceful.

Two scenes with Su Qingji in the same frame, one martial arts and one literary, are mainly performed by Tang Anran, and Su Qingji almost just lies on the bed and closes his eyes.

On the set this morning, Han Shanwen couldn't see the handsome and eye-catching figure behind him. The building complex in the film and television city imitated the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty. I practiced fighting moves at night with the crew's martial arts director in an empty yard next to the set.

In the evening, the black-clothed assassin was played by a martial artist in the film crew. Tang Anran was familiar with the moves and routines, so he started sparring with him.

I used a wooden sword for practice. After a few times, I felt that it was almost done. The martial arts instructor said to try it with the props for shooting.

The props of "Jiangshan Ji" are well made, Leng Rui's silver blood sword is not the kind of thin iron sword, it is really heavy in the hand.

Tang Anran was wearing a white sportswear with a high ponytail, holding a sword in his right hand, pursing his lips, his eyes changed from the gentle and upright eyes in the past, and entered the role to focus sharply.

The image of the famous sword sect saint appeared in a flash.

The assassin was holding a slender knife, and Tang Anran's arms were a little numb from the shock caused by the collision of metals, and because his movements were not light and light, he had to bring the viciousness of killing people with every movement. With full strength and emotion, it made the muscles in her arms a little sore.

But she did not reduce the precision of her movements.

The swishing sword wind broke through the air, and the dust on the ground was picked up by her swift and agile steps, raising bursts of gray smoke, and the dust was obviously rising and falling under the sun.

"Clang-clang--"

Strike, stab, block, pick, the last reversed sword flower was taken straight to the throat, and the surrounding martial artists watched with bated breath.

When the confrontation in the last moment was staggered, this set of routines was completed coherently by her and the sparring martial arts.There was a round of applause from the surrounding ground, and the tall, square-faced martial arts director applauded beside him, shouting loudly: "Good!"

His face was full of admiration, "The action is so beautiful!"

The surrounding Wu Xing also nodded in praise, and applauded sparsely.

Tang Anran was panting tiredly, and when she heard the praise, she put on a smiley face, held up the hilt of her sword, folded her hands together and nodded modestly to the people around her, "Thank you, thank you."

The martial arts instructor stepped forward, "Teacher Tang, you learn really fast."

He handed Tang Anran an unopened bottle of water, and chatted: "This sword dance is very smooth, have you practiced it before?"

Tang Anran thanked him, took it, and smiled embarrassedly, "It's all the experience I have summed up in the past few years. I have never used a sword, but I often act like being stabbed to death by a sword."

Wu Zhi was teased by her and laughed for a while.

Tang Anran lowered his head and casually glanced at the intact seal of the bottle mouth, then unscrewed the bottle mouth, and asked him with bent eyes: "Do you think there is anything else I need to pay attention to?"

Wu Zhi thought for a while, "Well...Actually, you are already very good, but if you want to look better on camera, you can move more chicly and beautifully."

He analyzed: "Leng Rui uses the sword sharply, swiftly, and ruthlessly. You can grasp this feeling again."

Tang Anran recalled the movements he did just now, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll practice with my heart in the afternoon."

The martial arts instructor sighed, "It's rare to meet an actor who is as serious as you. To be honest, this kind of scene that doesn't even need to be hung up on wire is not difficult at all in our martial arts, but even this kind of scene, there are many people now. Celebrities, whether male or female, routinely use doubles."

While Tang Anran was drinking water, the male martial artist who just sparred with her answered, "Isn't it? In general costume dramas, there is one protagonist, and three or four substitutes for the protagonist. It doesn't matter whether it is martial arts, or even literary dramas." But this time filming "Jiang Shan Ji" is different. Before the filming started, some of our Wu Xing brothers joked that there would definitely be a loss of income in this crew, because the starring role of Teacher Su never used a stand-in."

The last time Su Qingji filmed the TV series "Shock", it was this team, so these martial artists all know Su Qingji's work attitude.

Everyone laughed, and Tang Anran agreed. Her eyes were shining brightly, and her words were undisguised admiration: "She has always been serious and dedicated in filming, and she did all the dangerous action scenes in "Missing Chicago" by herself."

"Her fighting scene, hey, it's so beautiful." Mentioning Su Qingji, the martial arts instructor gave a thumbs up, full of praise: "The figure is beautiful, and the movements are smooth and flowing. I am impressed by several scenes." I was particularly impressed, the helicopter cable drop broke the window, the high-altitude jump from one roof to the other roof tumbling, and the one-on-three indoor fighting, I didn’t expect her to do it in person when I was watching the movie. Looking at the behind-the-scenes footage, she did it all by herself. They were all very difficult moves. I, an expert, admired them from the bottom of my heart. She deserves to be the queen of the Golden Deer Award. I am quite honored to be in the same crew as her, rounded off as a colleague."

When the people around heard it, they all took it for granted.

Tang Anran was happier hearing others praise Su Qingji than herself. Originally, in her heart, Su Qingji was always a role model to follow, not to mention that the two of them had so much contact now.

Wu Zhi's words were full of admiration, which showed how dangerous the movie was. Tang Anran thought of Su Qingji's recent back injury, and sighed distressedly: "But she also suffered a lot of injuries while filming that movie."

The back injury was caused by the helicopter rope drop scene.

Seeing her getting depressed, the male martial artist changed the topic, "Teacher Tang, you can ask Teacher Su to guide you at noon, maybe she will give you some helpful suggestions."

The crew knew that the two of them were in a separate lounge, and it was no secret at all, so Nan Wuxing said so.

Tang Anran listened to his reminder, smiled generously and said: "Okay, I'll go back and learn from the first dozen Chinese women, and see if I have improved when we compete at night."

In the studio next door, the interior scene of Qihuang Palace, Su Qingji is dressed in the princess's normal clothes, standing gracefully, the clothes are gorgeous and elegant.

She has been habitually looking behind Han Shanwen between filming, as if she had a conditioned reflex.

Han Shanwen stared at her more inexplicably. He didn't know why, so he also looked behind him. When he saw the empty chair behind him, he suddenly realized it.

So when Su Qingji looked over subconsciously again, he saw Han Shanwen smiling connotatively.

He sat behind the monitor and raised the loudspeaker, and said to her with a grinning face, "Come to all departments and pay attention! The first scene of the sixth scene is ready, and we can take a lunch break if one is passed!"

Su Qingji couldn't hear the joke hidden in his words, so he rolled his eyes and gave him a speechless expression across the distance.

Seeing this, Han Shanwen deliberately added, "Hurry up with the reflector! Don't make Teacher Su wait."

Su Qingji: "..."

This time she was playing against an old actor, and the two of them passed a long line of tongue-twisting lines smoothly. The quality was excellent, and Han Shanwen didn't keep another one, and directly announced the end of work.

When Su Qingji returned to the lounge, Tang Anran hadn't come back yet, and the upstairs door was left open, and it took another ten minutes before he heard the sound of someone rushing in from downstairs.

Panting for breath, Tang Anran came back in a hurry, as soon as she came in, she quickly asked one of the assistants: "How long has she been back?"

Usually the production crew would take a lunch break around twelve o'clock, but today it was more than 20 minutes earlier.Tang Anran's little assistant who stayed in the lounge sent a message to Jing Xiaotao, saying that Su Qingji had returned, Tang Anran hurried back after learning about it.

The little assistant glanced at the phone, "I've just been back for more than ten minutes."

Fortunately, it's not too late.

Tang Anran took off his coat, and trotted to wash his hands.

She still had to apply medicine to Su Qingji, she couldn't make Su Qingji wait too long, her waist must not be relaxed after filming all morning.

After changing into clean clothes, she straightened her image in the mirror, went upstairs and knocked on the door.

This morning I said a lot of long lines. Su Qingji's throat was tired and her body was tired. When Tang Anran applied the medicine to her, she lay quietly on the bed with her eyes closed. Tang Anran wanted her to have a good rest. Naturally, he didn't bother her, and he was gentle and conscientious in his hands.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and at the end Tang Anran called her, "Okay, Teacher Su."

Su Qingji didn't move, Tang Anran looked over and found that she was asleep.

She was lying on her side with her long ink-like hair hanging loose, blocking half of her delicate face, her nose was covered by the hair, and her hair rose and fell as she breathed in and out.

Tang Anran leaned over lightly, squatted beside the bed, and stretched out her fingers to push away the hair that blocked her breathing.

So she held her breath, and gently ran her index finger along the side of her straight nose, picked up the piece of hair, and pulled it back, exposing her flawless side face.

Su Qingji's breath hit her wrist, itching, Tang Anran didn't dare to breathe, and tiptoed to get up and go out.

Suddenly, the sleeping woman grabbed her wrist without warning.

Tang Anran was already squatting, but was made unsteady by the suddenness, and lay down beside the bed.

The two were close at hand, Su Qingji closed his eyes, his lips moved lightly, and his voice seemed to be begging:

"Don't go..."

Tang Anran's eyes were attracted by her well-shaped lips.

Su Qingji's eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and slowly opened his lazy peach eyes.

Tang Anran met her deep eyes, which showed her own appearance, her heartbeat soared, she blinked her eyes, and said short-cut, "I..."