At the same time, in the western suburbs of Beijing.
Director Zhang Yimou, who was already in his sixties, rubbed his eyes and put down the script in his hand with some distress. The cover of the script was written with a strong and ancient word," Shadow "!
This was the big-budget movie that the famous director Zhang Yimou had put in a lot of effort this year and was currently in the midst of preparing. All aspects of the preparation were almost complete, but…
The grasp of the overall artistic style of the movie, Shadow, gave the famous director Zhang Yimou a headache.
Especially for the male lead of " Shadow," Zhang Yimou had gone through all the male actors in China, but he had never found a candidate that suited his taste.
No matter which male celebrity he was, he always lacked that "national style" temperament!
"How should we grasp the style of the country?”
Zhang Yimou tapped the space between his eyebrows with his finger and casually typed in the words " National Style " on the computer before hitting the enter key.
This was a completely subconscious action.
Zhang Yimou couldn't help but laugh when he saw the search results that popped up in the Baidu search bar. How could a great director rely on Baidu for inspiration…
Just as he was about to close the webpage, suddenly, a live stream called " Beautiful Chinese Youth " piqued Zhang Yimou's curiosity. The great director casually clicked into the live stream room...
At this moment, on the National Style Stage.
Jiang Hao put down his zither and stood up, dressed in white.
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I dreamed of the king and became suspicious.”
"The fire shines on the West Palace and knows how to drink at night.”
"The moon is bright in Changxin Palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”
"The fine grass in the White Dew Hall, the endless love in the Red Silk Tent…"
The poem 'Changxin Autumn Ci' described the heartlessness of emperors since ancient times, the tragic fate of beautiful women, and the passing of time in the lonely palace. Even the most beautiful woman could only live a lonely and miserable life after losing the emperor's favor.
Jiang Hao was singing " Long Letter Autumn Ci " as he strolled to the side of " Flying Sparrow Zhao ", who was still dancing on the jade plate, as if he wanted to show the most dazzling light of his life to the fullest at this moment. As an outsider, he told the dusty past of the beauty of the generation, Flying Sparrow Zhao...
Eh?
Zhang Yimou's pupils suddenly constricted. He stood in front of the screen, staring at Jiang Hao without blinking…
It was as if a window had been opened in his mind, and he was suddenly enlightened!
Isn't this the graceful and graceful Jiangdong beauty that I've been looking for!!
Zhang Yimou couldn't wait to give his assistant a call." Little Wu, go and watch 'The Beautiful Chinese Youth' immediately. Find the information about that young man. I want to visit him personally!”
On the other end of the phone, Assistant Xiao Wu held the phone with a dumbfounded expression.
Hey, what's with 'The Beautiful Youngster?' What youngster? Director, what are you talking about…
……
At the scene.
The song ended, and the sound lingered.
Everyone was still immersed in the dreamy aftertaste, unable to extricate themselves for a moment.
Such a performance, such a stage, the shock the audience brought was indescribable…
This song should only exist in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the world!
After a long time…
Mentor Zhang Yunlei was the first to come back to his senses. He picked up the microphone and sighed,"Ha, this dance is Flying Sparrow Zhao's Palm Dance, right? I can only use one word to evaluate it. It's perfect.”
"Thank you, teacher."
Hanikezi panted and hurriedly bowed to thank him.
The exhaustion of her physical strength from this dance was also shocking.
"Haha, there's no need to thank Teacher. Oh right, I heard that Jiang Hao chose you to be his partner for this duo performance. You should thank Jiang Hao.”
Zhang Yunlei furrowed his brows and said with a 'cause trouble' expression.
"Yes, yes…yes, I'm especially grateful to Brother Jiang Hao. I really am.”
Hanikezi lowered her head shyly. She had a kind of shyness when her little secret was suddenly exposed.
"Haha, alright, I won't tease you anymore."
Zhang Yunlei stopped when he saw that the little girl could not be teased.
The three instructors exchanged a simple opinion and unanimously agreed to raise Hanikezi from Silver to Gold.
"Thank you. Thank you, instructors."
Ha Ni Ke Zi was extremely excited. If they weren't on stage, she would have pounced on Jiang Hao.
"Next up is Jiang Hao."
However, Zhang Yunlei was not in a hurry to comment. He turned to face the audience and smiled."Everyone, what do you think Jiang Hao's performance today should be?”
"King! King!"
The mood of the audience instantly rose, and the entire audience cheered for the champion.
Even Yang Mi's best friend, Jing Tian, was excited. She waved her fists and shouted " King " along with the audience.
"Why are you so agitated?"
Yang Mi pulled her best friend back helplessly.
"I'm Brother Jiang Hao's fan now, okay? Don't drag me into chasing my little brother.”Jing Tian looked at Jiang Hao on the stage and said,"
Little brother…
Yang Mi was speechless." Hey, that's my brother! You're older than him, okay?"
"Hmph, so what if the girl is older? She knows how to care for others when she is older.”
Jing Tian said disapprovingly. Then, her beautiful eyes lit up and she suddenly hugged Yang Mi's arm."Good Mi Mi, can you give me your brother's contact information?”
Get lost!
Yang Mi was furious.
Jing Tian, I treat you like a sister and you want to hit on my brother?
(Thank you, big shots)
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