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A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Ji Qingchuan's answer caused an uproar.The flash was aimed at Ji Qingchuan in an instant, flashing into an ocean.

The female reporter who asked the question was so excited that she almost jumped up: "You admit that you used an improper relationship? Although each film has different practices, the entire entertainment circle is an inseparable whole. Has your practice played a role in the atmosphere of the entire circle? Extremely bad influence?"

With the attitude of a female reporter raising her arms and shouting, Ji Qingchuan really doubts that she will jump up next and say: "The Five Sacred Sword Sect is united in one spirit. It is our duty to wipe out the scum!"

If Fang Zheng was present, he would definitely jump out and point to her and say, "You are possessed by Yue Buqun!"

Ji Qingchuan clapped his hands lightly, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

"I am very grateful for Xing Ran's recommendation, and I am even more grateful to Director Duan for giving me the opportunity to participate. However, this is not an improper relationship." Ji Qingchuan smiled, and his voice was calm, neither high nor low, "They just gave me an audition This role was won by me through competition. If this is considered unfair, does it mean that in the future, the circle will no longer be able to recommend suitable actors to play suitable roles? It is an exaggeration to say that looking at the society, I recommend In your opinion, it is also an improper means for outstanding talents to occupy suitable positions?"

The reporter muttered: "But if there is no recommendation, you won't even have the chance to audition. What's the use of acting alone?"

"Then, you also admit that I have acting skills?" Ji Qingchuan said, "You are right, there is no opportunity without recommendation. But opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. If there is no diamond, it is considered a porcelain job." I'm afraid I can't do it if I put it at hand. I seized this opportunity and put in a lot of effort. Director Duan finally chose me because he thought I was the most suitable for this role! Director Duan, what do you think? "

Director Duan nodded vigorously: "Your acting skills are completely OK!"

Ji Qingchuan turned his head and looked gently at the female reporter who asked the question again: "You should have seen a lot of director Duan's films, do you think he is the kind of person who disregards professional ethics and only talks about nepotism? If you have been to the shooting site, you will know How much enthusiasm and effort did Director Duan put in for this film? How could he, who values ​​movies like his life, choose roles hastily because of other people’s recommendations? Is it popular in bad circles?"

During the whole speaking process, Ji Qingchuan focused and gently looked at the female reporter who asked the question.

Under such focused eyes, the young female reporter had a feeling of being gently reprimanded by her lover, and gradually blushed.

Ji Qingchuan paused for two seconds and then said: "I don't know if you have watched "The End of Time". If you haven't, I hope that after "Thousands of Machines" comes out, you must go to the theater to watch it. Then if I My acting skills do not meet your requirements, no matter how you criticize me, I will never refute it. Okay?"

The female reporter nodded involuntarily: "OK."

Compared to Ji Qingchuan's gentleness, Director Duan's reply was just humming from his nose.He pointed at the female reporter and asked unceremoniously: "Which newspaper are you from? Who taught you to slander the actors, slander the director, and slander the entire crew? I hereby declare that I will never accept any interviews from your family in the future." !"

Without waiting for the female reporter to answer, Director Duan had already taken out the remote control of the projector and said loudly to the audience: "I originally saved this third clip for the finale of this press conference. Since the reporter questioned it, I will play it now." Show it to everyone. Please judge with your conscience, how is the actor's acting skills!"

On the large projection screen, the third clip of "Thousands of Machines" was released.

To Ji Qingchuan's surprise, in this clip, apart from the tense interaction between the male and female protagonists, the scene between himself and Jing Ye is also in it, especially the five seconds of eyes that are not cut for a second, and have been processed with special zoom-in effects. Everyone present could clearly see the complex changes in the eyes during those five seconds, as well as the inner monologue behind the eyes.

In just five seconds, from vicious contempt to resentment and dissatisfaction, from nostalgia to death, the entanglement and complexity seem to have passed a person's life.Love, hate, affection, and enmity, everyone has seen the grief and indignation of not being able to love, and even the self who hates because of love, has a strange resonance with the struggling and twisted villain BOSS in the camera.

There was silence.

Someone let out a sigh of relief.

"How?" Duan Dao looked around triumphantly with his sharp eyes.

The reporter who asked the question bowed his head and remained silent.

"If you still don't believe in his acting skills, I recommend another play." Director Duan raised his voice, "The stage play "Reverse Journey" directed by Du Pingcheng and starring Mr. Ji Qingchuan will be performed at the City Theater next Monday night. Welcome Everyone come and watch."

Ji Qingchuan raised his head in surprise and looked at Director Duan.Generally speaking, directors hate mentioning other films at their new film press conferences. Some directors even express displeasure when reporters ask about actors' scandals, lest they distract attention from the film itself.Who would have thought that Director Duan would actually advertise for Director Du's stage play at the press conference of his new film. It seems that Director Duan and Director Du have a very deep friendship.

After Director Duan made his statement——

Lu Yihua spoke loudly into the microphone: "I have a scene with Ji Qingchuan, this is a respectable opponent, his acting skills impress me."

Xu Xinran smiled sweetly: "Whether it's "Reverse Journey" or "Thousands of Machines", everyone is welcome to watch. However, you have to buy the tickets yourself."

Jing Ye also said: "I have partnered with Senior Ji in these two films. It is Senior Ji's selfless guidance that made my progress. I am grateful to him and respect him. His acting skills are beyond doubt."

After the press conference, Director Duan rushed to the backstage angrily, lit a cigarette, and said to his assistant in a low voice, "Check it out for me, which reporter was that just now. This question is definitely not the result of her own impulsiveness. You go Find out who made her ask this question, and who is it aimed at."

Turning his head, Director Duan said to Ji Qingchuan: "Think about who you offended recently."

Ji Qingchuan looked bewildered.

"Forget it. Seeing that you are not the one causing trouble, you may be blocking someone's way. Be careful yourself." Director Duan slammed the cigarette butt out.

No wonder he was angry and surprised. With his reputation in the circle, there are too few people who dare to openly provoke him at the press conference of his new film in recent years.If it's not for him and the movie, it can only be for the actor himself.However, on such an occasion, it was unexpected that he could neither look at the monk's face nor give the Buddha's face.

"It's fine in the afternoon, so you don't have to go, Old Du. Go back and rest. You've been tired enough for a while." Director Duan said to Ji Qingchuan.

"Okay." Ji Qingchuan answered happily.

It would be a lie to say that you can still be happy after being questioned like this by a female reporter.However, facing similar questions now, what Ji Qingchuan felt was not anger but helplessness.People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed.No matter how you dodge, there are always some knives that will not let you go.

After the helplessness, there is more fighting spirit.Must do better to keep all hecklers' mouths shut!

Fang Zheng didn't know what happened at the press conference.

He is using the weekend break to mix with the CV group.

The fourth issue of "Qianshan Chuqing" is in the group sharing.

Fang Zheng found out that this file was more than half a month ago, and he had never downloaded or listened to it.

Happily sent a message: Master, my injury is completely healed, and I can start working on CV again! ! !

Sister Shou replied: Since drinking Gai Zhong Gai, my waist is no longer sore and my legs are no longer painful, and I even have the strength to do CV.

Fang Zheng closed the window, put on the earphones, and started listening.

The fourth issue of "Qianshan Chuqing".

Guangling clenched his teeth: "Weiqing, you killed Erning with your own hands."

Wei Qing's voice slowly trembled: "Yes. Er Ning was sent to the palace since she was a child and stayed with me for ten years. In the end, it was I who drew the long sword and pierced her body. Guangling, you killed me, Take revenge for Erning."

Wei Qing: "Guangling, my life has been full of mistakes and pain. I gave Er Ning a sword, please give me a palm, let me end my past and this life. Running happily on the ridge in the field every day."

Guangling monologue: "Finally I heard Wei Qing admit that she killed Er Ning. In this short moment, I seemed to have lost a lifetime of youth. The wind at the ferry whizzed by, passing through the peach blossoms on the human face in spring, disturbing all Thoughts falling apart."

Wei Qing's voice was very soft: "How do you know that I killed Erning?"

Guangling restrained his depression: "A long time ago, I was Prince Gong's personal bodyguard. On that day, Prince Gong conquered the world, and I entered the harem with the army to look for Erning, but saw Prince Gong holding Erning's body, crying with great grief. Tell me, my sister Er Ning has been stabbed to death by Princess Weiqing's sword. If you want revenge, you must go after Weiqing with all your strength."

"Wei Qing, since the day I fainted in the Fuchen Thatched Cottage, my only purpose was to kill you. But the more I got in touch with you, the softer my heart became. I couldn't connect you with a bright smile with the murderer who killed Er Ning .I have always deluded myself into thinking that there must be a misunderstanding, until now I hear you admit it yourself."

There was silence and sadness, and the background music sounded, which was Lin Hai's "Pipa Language".

Gradually, it was the suppressed cry of a man.The crying ranged from small to loud, from suppressed to exhausted.

Guangling's voice continued intermittently: "Weiqing, why, you killed Erning, but Erning told me not to blame you, why..."

Female narrator: "Wei Qing was stunned, opened her eyes, and her gaze fell on Guangling's hand. When she lit the torch, she clearly saw that it was a good silk handkerchief, stained with blood, like ink splashed on rice paper. The black ink is messy, and it is written in cursive, but you can still see the most familiar handwriting of Er Ning: Brother, there is chaos in the palace. If I die, you must not blame Wei Qing. She No matter what I do, I will think about me. I am very happy to have a friend like her in this life. If there is an afterlife, I really want to run with her in the sun. Brother, if Weiqing can survive, please do so. Take care of her for me."

……

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded.

This time Guangling's lines were significantly more than before, and Qiuyuan's voice could be heard very clearly.

Familiar, familiar to the extreme.

Although the voice of radio dramas is different from that of people's daily speech, the timbre is always there.So familiar.

Like, Ji Qingchuan's voice.

The author has something to say: Oh la la, Akihara-kun, if you hadn't refused to tell Kite who you are early, you two would have been together long ago. . .

Qingchuan = Qiuyuan.

In autumn, the grass is green and the mountains and rivers face the grasslands.That's what I mean.

Guess who is black Qingchuan?