Male wife from the Republic of China

"Is this a dance?" Someone murmured softly, as if afraid of disturbing the person who was immersed in the dance.

"I seem to have seen this kind of dance somewhere....By the way, shaman, when I was filming in the grassland more than 20 years ago, I met them doing sacrifices there, and it seemed that the priests in it danced like this. At that time, because Something, I am deeply impressed by it!"

"I also feel like I have seen such a dance somewhere, it must not be a shaman."

"...This dance style, if you look carefully, is a bit Han style, and it is different from the original sacrificial dance on some sacrificial cultural programs. Oh, I remembered." An old drama player with a good history patted his thigh in surprise: "I Why is it so familiar, his dance is more inclined to the style of ancient winds unearthed on the rock murals in the Himalayas."

"The teacher is talking about the rock cave reported last year, which is estimated by experts to be at least 10 years old?"

"right……"

"In that case, this kid is hardworking."

"..."

If there is a harmonious voice, there will naturally be a discordant voice.Here a few old drama players are chatting happily, while the conversations of a group of young actors and actresses on the other side seem to be so tense, open and hidden.

First, an actress in her twenties said innocently and curiously: "Why do I feel a bit like a sacrificial dance from an island country? Don't you copy it? If this is broadcast on TV later, people will do it again." Any copyright issue will be troublesome."

"It's not like that, it looks like a dragon country." Another actress replied subconsciously.

The innocent-faced actress paused for a moment, glanced at the speaker calmly, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, and said: "That may be my mistake. Although I have seen it many times, maybe Misunderstood. However, I still think the crew should pay more attention to this dance, just in case..."

"Xiao Ding, I remember, you like to travel to the island country very much?" A male star smiled and said, "There are not fifty times, but twenty or thirty times. Do you like their culture?"

"...It's not that I like it. I just think that people are more qualified than most people in our country."

"If you put it that way, I'm about to complain for most of us Long Kingdom people."

"I'm telling the truth, not everyone on the Internet says that. I'm just discussing facts. Don't just talk about me, the people in your stands have all learned other people's sacrificial dances. They know as much as I do."

Several old actors looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

An old actor who was always not afraid of things said bluntly: "The current entertainment industry is full of people who don't have much culture, don't study hard, and like to be ugly and stupid, and grandstanding."

"Haha, it's just being generous." The old drama bone with a history comparison replied.

Young actors: ...

Wang Ze's sacrificial dance was still going on, and when everyone was focusing on him, a big drum had already been sent up from the side by the props.When everyone found out, the dancer had already grasped the drumstick as if by magic, and flew towards the big drum with both hands.At the same time, he yelled majesticly in his mouth: "The wind is coming——"

The wind is coming!The general who seemed to be in control of the token of the wind sacrificed the token.

At that moment, many people on the set felt their ears and bodies 'weng ran'.

Obviously there is no microphone to help, but for a moment they feel that the voice of the other party is extremely loud together with the sound of the big drum, and many people subconsciously touch their chests.Feel the sound that shocks the brain and the heart.

"...It's getting windy." Someone said suddenly.

The stunned people were inexplicably startled, and when they looked carefully, the green screen, which had been motionless before, was now rippling by the wind.

"The wind is blowing..." Wang Ze performed a perfect somersault, and then beat the drum.

"Huh—" A gust of wind came inexplicably, and directly knocked away the green screen blocking one side of the waterfall.

Everyone ⊙▂⊙: ...don't ask us what mood we are in right now, we are already confused.

"Aerial photography." Director Li reacted and yelled excitedly.

"It's started, director." The photographer in charge of aerial photography replied, but his eyes did not leave the video screen in front of him.But in my heart, I like it for myself. Regardless of whether this wind is a coincidence or not, whether or not this episode will be played when it is broadcast in the future, anyway, if it is recorded and spread, their crew will be popular once.

Wang Ze, who looks calm and composed, is actually more confused than the 'audience'. Why wasn't he so good when he danced the sacrificial dance before?Of course, he also knew in his heart that this situation should be more of a coincidence.

Because when he shouted again: "Thunder is coming, electricity is coming, gods and demons will not come out...", the sky was only cloudy, and there was no thunder and lightning.

Wang Ze: Fortunately!Not so many coincidences.

Director Li looked very relieved: The coincidence just now was so perfect, if it wasn't for me being here, I wouldn't believe it when someone told me.

Mao Zhiyuan glanced at Yuan Shaojie, his expression hesitant to speak.

Yuan Shaojie didn't know how to describe his mood anymore. He was able to get to the present step by step, so he was naturally not the kind of brainless, pampered and coquettish person.Regardless of whether everything just happened was a coincidence or not, based on Wang Ze's current expression, he knew that he would never be able to surpass it.And compared to the praying dance that he borrowed and fused, the dance that the other party danced seemed to be more in line with the original work he had read.

"Shaojie..." The assistant following Yuan Shaojie wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Xiaopeng, who had been following Yuan Shaojie, curled his lips: "What the hell are you dancing? There is no beauty in dancing at all."

Yuan Shaojie: ...

The stylist in his thirties squinted his eyes, trying hard to find fault with Wang Ze's dance, but——.In the end, he couldn't say: "Shaojie, just do your own thing. Director Li's play is not limited to this role."

Yuan Shaojie wanted to smile calmly, but couldn't.Originally, he wanted to use this incident to create a stir, so as to add some fresh blood to his popularity that had been silent for half a year!Now--

Yuan Shaojie rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, for the sake of stability, he didn't speak on Weibo.

"Jie Jie, don't worry." Song Xiaopeng clenched his fists, made a cat pose, and encouraged him thinking he was cute, "You can do it. Our 300 million fans cheer for you together. We don't want other characters, we want this one. "

Yuan Shaojie's heart trembled inexplicably, and he looked at Song Xiaopeng with some differences.On the contrary, the stylist beside him changed his face and took out his mobile phone in a panic. After a minute, he looked at Yuan Shaojie with a pale face.

What else did Yuan Shaojie not understand, he thought he was lucky, but was ruined by the idiot fan beside him!

"The rain is coming, it's pouring down... Spiritual rain falls from the sky, exorcising evil spirits..." Wang Ze's sacrificial dance came to an end.According to the setting of the script, it should be raining cats and dogs at this moment, and the demon energy condensed in the surrounding forests, villages, and towns was washed away by the rain after a series of hurricanes, thunder and lightning.

"The clouds harvest the rain, and the spirit Wu shines..." Wang Ze stopped his movements slowly.At this time, the sun, which had been covered by the clouds, shone brightly on the earth.The temperature at that moment seemed to dispel the chill from everyone's body in an instant.

Wang Ze put his fairy sword on his back again, held the piano in one hand and whisked the dust in the other, and smiled towards the sky.Plunge into the mountains.It seems that all this will have nothing to do with him.

"OK!" Director Li shouted loudly.After yelling, I realized that this was an audition, a fight with Mao Zhiyuan.

Yuan Shaojie really wanted to let go of his own nature, yelled at the idiot fans around him, and even punched and kicked him.He has always boasted that he is low-key, and because of his low-key, he has won the favor of many fans and passersby.

now--

"It's your turn." Mao Zhiyuan turned around and looked at Yuan Shaojie expressionlessly.Then his eyes fell on Song Xiaopeng coldly.He has been standing here all the time, so he naturally knows what happened just now.

Song Xiaopeng sensitively felt the hatred in Director Mao's eyes, so he hurriedly hid behind Yuan Shaojie in fright, grabbing the other's clothes.But the asylum she was looking for had already moved forward in the next second, and the part she was holding was pulled...

"Ah!" Someone exclaimed.But Yuan Shaojie's belt was ripped off by Song Xiaopeng.

Song Xiaopeng ⊙▂⊙: She didn't mean it, she didn't mean it, she really didn't mean it.

"It's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure." Mao Zhiyuan said fiercely, "Where did you come from?"

"I, I..." Song Xiaopeng's eyes turned red instantly, with a pitiful look of being bullied.

"She's the styling assistant on the set." Yuan Shaojie's assistant said.

Mao Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "You don't have to come tomorrow..."

"Jie Jie, save me." Song Xiaopeng was completely uneasy about playing cards, and before Mao Zhiyuan finished speaking, she threw herself into the arms of Yuan Shaojie who was re-tying his belt, and because of too much force, she directly punched the thin Yuan Shaojie in the ass pier.

"Whoa-"

"Hmm—" It would be fine if Yuan Shaojie was empty-handed, but he still held the lyre and the 'Immortal Sword' in his hand, and the strings of the lyre instantly cut through his entire palm and fingers.

"Shao Jie!" the assistant exclaimed, looking at his bloody hand in disbelief.

Yuan Shaojie, Yuan Shaojie was more concerned about his face, what the hell, just when he was in the nick of time, he lifted the sword in his hand so as not to hurt anyone, but in the end, it hit his face directly.

Director Li, who witnessed from beginning to end: ...Mao Zhiyuan, really tall!

Mao Zhiyuan was dumbfounded as he watched what was happening. He knew he was saved. He had seen Yuan Shaojie's Heaven Prayer Dance, and he knew that the other party would definitely be inferior to that website.But he said that he did not plan all this, and he was afraid that no one would believe it.

"It turned out to be him!" Zhuang Yiming was originally filming on the third studio, but after the director left, his morning scene was quickly finished.Later, I heard that there was a ring fight on the No. [-] studio, so I ran over with the actors to watch the fun.It's just that they came late and only saw the ending part.Afterwards, I witnessed Yuan Shaojie's scene again. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.When the chief director called the performer over, he realized that the performer on the waterfall just now was an acquaintance.

Standing with him was an actor in a black costume, who asked curiously, "Do you know him?"

Zhuang Yiming nodded, then shook his head again: "I'm not familiar with it, but I've seen it before. Well, I'm impressed."

"Huh? How impressive is it?" The other actors on the third studio were curious.

"Very good at fighting." Zhuang Yiming believed that if the other party was born ten or 20 years earlier, the number one idol in martial arts dramas would probably be replaced.

"what?"

"Like us, at least one of the opponents can fight forty or fifty."

"Pfft, is it true or not?"

Zhuang Yiming smiled and replied: "I don't want to believe it either, but I saw it with my own eyes. By the way, Director Hong Wenshi, Director Lin Chengde and Director Liu Mingda and Liu can all testify."

"Fuck! Director Lin Chengde, isn't that a famous martial arts master?" Who in the circle doesn't know that he was born as a martial arts instructor and is a true Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu master.Well, the martial arts movies I made were not very popular.

"Director Lin said that none of the ten of them are opponents of the opponent."

"Pfft, Zhuang Yiming, don't talk nonsense. Be careful that it reaches Director Lin's ears."

"Director Hong can prove this. He said it himself."

"..." Well, all the people who listened with pricked ears couldn't control their expressions immediately.But I knew in my heart that the person standing next to Director Li at this moment was full of immortality, as if he was not connected to the world, and looked a little weak, maybe he was not easy to bully.

"Damn it! Hurry up and look at your phone, something serious happened." Suddenly, a group of actors exclaimed, and a familiar voice said after hearing the words, "Our crew has made headlines."

What?What's the situation?Nothing in particular seems to have happened lately, uh, except today.

However, everyone was puzzled, and they took out their phones to look at it.

On the other side, Director Li also took the phone under Liu Jian's gesture.

On Liu Jian’s hot search headline with little sparks added, the first one reads: “Student Li, an old wolf in sheep’s clothing”;

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