Shadow for the Emperor

There was one person missing in the room, and it seemed that it was indeed much empty.

Qin Ruanyun doesn't have to worry all day long, just like a firefighter, if something goes wrong, he will run out to rescue his nephew in "dire water and fire".

But she found that something was wrong with her nephew.

During this period of time, on the one hand, he was recuperating from his injuries, and on the other hand, the crew of the famous general hadn't started filming yet, so Xiao Zhe basically stayed at home.

That's fine, but he's always distracted.

Sometimes he just stared at a bank card in a daze, as if he could add a few more zeros by looking at the money in it for a few seconds.

Sometimes I thought he was wearing earphones and playing on the computer obsessively, but no one responded after calling for a long time. She went over to take a look and found that the webpage was still there, motionless. What was the title? The second generation ancestor of Wu Bailiu" and the like.

Or watch TV while playing with the phone, turn up the volume of the TV, turn up the volume of the phone, and every time that familiar face of Wen Sheng appears on the screen, he will stop and watch the TV, regardless of the game characters in it How to scream at being abused.

"Azhe." Qin Ruanyun was worried, "What happened to you and Wen Sheng?"

"No, I won't tell you. He found a new house and moved out."

"Why did you move out?"

"I think the small house is uncomfortable." He was aggrieved when he said this, and said that he was serious, and that guy was serious too.Move it as soon as you say it, and it will disappear without a trace within an hour.

Find a house so quickly, is it already prepared?

"Azhe." Seeing his resentment, Qin Ruanyun roughly understood why Wen Sheng moved out, "Since he has a better place to go, you don't have to be so angry."

"A better place?" Xiao Zhe murmured, remembering the phone call he made that day.

Wen Sheng said "I'll move there tonight", where did he move to?

Where is Wu Bailiu?

He said that he knew how to get the greatest benefit with the least cost, so what was the smallest price he spent on Wu Bailiu?

What kind of mentality did such a person who weighs costs and benefits together all day long kiss him forcefully?

It's just that it's noisy, and a forced kiss is the easiest way to stop him?

Didn't he betray his hue?The benefits obtained are not the greatest, right?

It's really puzzling!

Xiao Zhe tousled his hair irritably.

Qin Ruanyun looked at his nephew's appearance, and the uneasiness in his heart grew faintly. He only opened his mouth a few times, but he couldn't ask.

Xiao Zhe's moldy state of staying at home finally came to an end when the crew started filming.

Because of the rental time of the shooting location, this drama started from a relatively late plot.

His first scene was as an assassin, breaking into the imperial garden of the palace, and confronting the emperor who had just returned to the royal family and ascended the throne.

Before that, he had read the script several times seriously, the blood eagle's life experience was quite bumpy——

Because the emperor was homeless when he was young, and later adopted by Xueying's father, Xueying and him are actually old acquaintances.However, it was precisely because his family adopted such a person that it caused catastrophe, the family was ruined, the father died, the whereabouts of the younger sister were unknown, and the friends disappeared. The blood eagle was brought to the killer organization for training, and became the organization to deal with the emperor's lineage. tool.

Against such a background, the confrontation between the blood eagle and the emperor was extremely complicated.

In addition, the blood eagle's assassination this time had another purpose - it was done, and the life of his sister, whom he had just found not long ago, was saved.

Xiao Zhe was thinking about this series of complicated emotions all the way, and he didn't make much noise when he arrived on the set, he was simply immersed in his own world.

It wasn't until someone poked his arm that he came back to his senses.

"Hi, we meet again." Zhu Ling, the former heroine of the fire scene, looked at him with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Zhe was quite surprised. Yang Jun used the reason that the casting had not been fully determined before, and did not tell him who and who the other actors were.

Zhu Ling also just found out that she was an actor not long ago, and she was also surprised when she first found out that Xiao Zhe was going to play an important role. One direction nuzzled, "But there are more coincidences."

"What?" Xiao Zhe looked in the direction she indicated, and was stunned for a moment when he found out who the actor with his back was.

The other party had already changed into his costume. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with exquisite workmanship. The dragon pattern on it was originally showing its teeth and claws. With his temperament, it was as if he was really about to fly into the sky.

There is only one person in this world who can wear the dragon robe with this kind of temperament - a person who deserves to be worthy.

As if feeling the gazes of the two pairs behind him, Wen Sheng turned his head back, raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Xiao Zhe, and nodded his head as a greeting, without any intention of coming over to talk more.

For a moment, he didn't expect to have anything to say, so Xiao Zhe also nodded, embarrassed.

"He looks like the real emperor in the dragon robe, right?" Zhu Ling laughed when he saw Xiao Zhe was a little dazed, "I was also taken aback when I first saw it."

"The portrait, the dragon robe doesn't look like it." Xiao Zhe murmured.

"Ah, what do you mean?" Zhu Ling was puzzled.

Xiao Zhe laughed dryly, "No, he doesn't look like a real emperor any more. How can there be such a thing these days."

In order to get acquainted with the rest of the crew and adjust my state, after all, I haven't had any serious scenes for too long, he came early, and it wasn't his turn for the first scene, but it was related to Wen Sheng, it was him Returning to the palace for the first time to proclaim the emperor, interacting with the hero and several officials.

In the magnificent and majestic court hall, Wen Sheng wore a crown on his head, stepped on the red scorpion, walked step by step, calmly walked to the throne of God, turned around with his sleeves, and sat upright. Solemn and majestic, condescending, full of imperial demeanor.

According to the script, everyone should have knelt down and shouted long live three times.

It's just that the moment he turned around, all the staff forgot how to react.

The male protagonist is a powerful actor in his 40s. To be selected by someone like Yang Jun, there are two choices. He was only shocked for a second, but he immediately reacted and knelt down on one knee, "I Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

A word awakens the dreamer.

All the other supporting characters or extras came back to their senses, but unfortunately, their brains were working at different speeds, and this response was fragmented and not neat.

"Cut!" Yang Jun yelled to stop, very dissatisfied, but he couldn't say a word to scold them—it was just that moment, even he was bluffed.

It's just that his sound didn't have any effect, Wen Sheng was still sitting on the "Dragon Seat", thoughtful.He didn't move, and the actors didn't dare to play it automatically.

Xiao Zhe stood on the side, looking at Wen Sheng in the distance, what was he thinking?

Was it this scene that reminded him of his glorious past?

As if he heard what he was thinking, Wen Sheng turned his head slightly and looked this way.

It was too far away, Xiao Zhe really couldn't see his expression clearly through Yu Yan.

Seeing that there was no response from the crowd, Yang Jun raised his voice and shouted again: "Do it again!"

This sentence finally had the effect it should have. The male protagonist was the first to walk back to his original position, and the other actors also walked away one after another, preparing for another show.

Wen Sheng also slowly got up from the dragon seat, and slowly walked down the dragon seat.

Start shooting again.

The reaction was not as exaggerated as the first time, and the male lead was in the mood.

But that was just "not so", "it counts", Yang Jun was dissatisfied, and shouted again.

It was an easy meeting scene, but it took four or five times of going back and forth before all the extras got used to Wen Sheng's majesty.

As a result, I went down again and got stuck again.

"Pingshen." Wen Sheng said in a calm voice, and everyone obediently pushed them aside, and began to listen to the new emperor's instructions.

He sat upright, with a perfect accent, and was the first to promote the hero to the position of general, and then read the merits of the others one by one, assigning official positions according to their merits, and when he finished talking about the sweetness, he started to make an example of others. First let people come out, and then list his crimes one by one. He obviously spoke in the same manner, neither serious nor serious, but his heart trembled. He was obviously just acting, but he really wanted to be dragged out. Like beheading.

Originally, what Yang Jun wanted was this kind of effect of combining grace and power, but the effect was too good, and it backfired instead.

Actors with better quality can still speak according to the script, while those with poor quality are so frightened that they even forget a line that only has one or two lines.

No way, and NG several times.

"He's so scary." Zhu Ling stood beside Xiao Zhe, "Fortunately, I didn't play those ministers who were killed to make an example. How could he be so similar."

"Because he's not acting anymore." Xiao Zhe said seriously.

What kind of mood is that guy "playing" the emperor?

"The acting skills are great, right?" Zhu Ling only thought he was boasting about Wen Sheng, "You two are simply more professional than those who graduated from a major. You can fool people when you act."

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