Hengdian, Liu Feifei's room.
"Nan Nan, why are you being so mysterious?”Mrs. Landis patted her daughter's hand that was pushing her.
"The filming was going well, but she suddenly asked Director Zhang for leave to come back. Aren't you afraid of leaving a bad impression on Director Zhang!”
Liu Feifei giggled." Director Zhang also knows what it is. Didn't you see him agree without even thinking?”
After pressing her mother down on the sofa, the little fairy hurriedly turned on the television and changed channels one by one.
"Alright, there are only a few channels that will broadcast the full version. Su Yue Channel seems to be one of them.”After pressing for a long time, he finally found the channel he wanted to watch.
Mrs. Landis looked at her daughter, who was hugging her arm, in confusion.
Liu Feifei stared at the clock on the wall and kept counting," Five, four, three, two…"
"He's here!"
From the television, a slow and rhythmic mandolin could be heard…
This was…
The prelude to 'A Distant Journey?'
Liu Feifei's figure appeared on the screen. After putting on makeup, she looked much more mature.
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The first set of images;
Liu Feifei, who was dressed in a traditional Chinese costume, walked slowly among rows of mahogany bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with piles of ancient books and bamboo slips with historical colors.
Liu Feifei carefully picked up and opened the ancient scrolls one after another, then put them down again. He frowned slightly as if he was a little disappointed.
Then, she picked up a tattered bamboo scroll and carefully opened it. Liu Feifei's eyes were filled with joy.
The second set of images:
A pair of soft hands gently plucked the budding pomegranate flowers from the branches.
The camera zoomed out. Liu Feifei was standing beside a tree with a flower basket on her arm, focused on picking. A breeze blew up her moon-white dress, making her look even more graceful.
The camera turned and a pair of hands gently threw a few fresh flowers into the stone bowl and immediately began to spin.
The camera zoomed out. The flower basket beside the stone bowl was filled with all kinds of flowers and leaves that ordinary people did not know about.
The camera moved sideways. There were more than 20 plates of powder beside the flower basket. Beside each plate of powder was half a piece of jewelry raw materials and ores.
The third set of images:
Liu Feifei, who was wearing silver-rimmed glasses, sat in an antique embroidery room. She was holding a needle and thread, earnestly and expectantly sewing a corner of the clothes in front of her. From time to time, she would use the needle to stroke her slightly messy hair.
The camera zoomed out. Behind Liu Feifei were two rows of objects that looked like prayer wheels. They were wrapped with buckets of silk of various colors.
The fourth set of images:
The melody of the music began to slow down and become silent.
Her soft hands gently twisted, and a wisp of fine red powder continuously sprinkled on her clothes that were covered with patterns.
The camera zoomed in on Liu Feifei. Her face was filled with sadness and happiness as she stared at the clothes.
The camera zoomed out and the scene changed to Liu Feifei sitting on an antique dressing table.
She was wearing a red undershirt, and she was holding a piece of red rouge on her lips. She gently pursed her lips…
The fifth set of images:
A gong sounded…
The scene changed to the interior of a Han Dynasty palace.
The camera panned in from the first-person perspective. The palace maids on both sides released their hands, bowed, and made way for him…
The chime of bells rang out, and a grand and beautiful music sounded…
A red curtain brushed past the camera, and the scene changed to the square.
Liu Feifei, who was dressed in a red palace wedding dress, walked past the 45th corner of the camera with six maids. The style was exquisite and luxurious. Coupled with Liu Feifei's fairy-like appearance, it was a heart-wrenching sight.
The scene changed to 1/2 slow motion.
Liu Feifei, who was dressed in a wedding dress, walked slowly on the square. Wherever she passed by, the civil officials, generals, inner servants, and palace maids on both sides would all bow and salute…
The sixth scene:
The music slowed down once again and came to an end.
Liu Feifei, who was about to step into the carriage, suddenly turned her head. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her face was filled with sadness.
The scene followed her gaze, and her parents, who were dressed in modern clothes and had kind faces, appeared on the camera. The two of them also had sad expressions on their faces when they parted.
With tears in her eyes, Mother extended her right hand.
In the close-up, a fair and tender hand and an old hand were tightly held together.
The camera faded away and the LOGO of Suhua House appeared.
Subtitle: " A once-in-a-lifetime beauty…"
………………
Liu Feifei's mind went blank for a long time before she came back to her senses.
Although she was the one who shot the advertisement, she had never seen the finished product. She had never thought that the advertisement could be so beautiful, so…breathtaking.
She turned to look at her mother and saw that Mrs. Landis 'eyes were red. She was in a daze and no one knew what she was thinking.
After a long time, Mrs. Landis 'spirit returned to her body. She wiped the residue from the corner of her eyes and sighed.
"No wonder you wanted to sign the contract with that Yang studio even if you died.”
"It's worth it…"
After calming himself down, he seemed to have thought of something and said sternly,"You're still young, so you're not allowed to think about any messy things. You can't have anything to do with that Yang guy, understand?？”
The little fairy was confused.”
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A day later, the Internet exploded.
"Have you seen Liu Feifei's wedding dress advertisement? Who the f * ck knew the name of that song? He's completely possessed!"
"All the television stations are broadcasting it. How could I not have heard of it? However, to be honest, although Central TV's 60-second version was stunning, it was still more interesting to find a complete version that was more than three minutes long.”
"I never thought that my little fairy could be so beautiful. She's not even eighteen years old! What would happen in the future? She had completely fallen for him. Now, when she closed her eyes, she was dressed in red. What should she do?”
"Liu Feifei is indeed stunning, and her wedding dress is also very beautiful, but this music is the main point, okay? My soul is trembling, begging for a name.”
"Hehe, I'll be merciful and tell you the name of this piece of music. It's called 'A Distant Journey.' The composer has lived for six thousand years. Please call me Lei Feng.”
"Who is Six Thousand Afterlife? It's an online name, right? The person above is bluffing. The appraisal is complete.”
"Hehe, you don't even know the famous Master Six Thousand in the ancient wind circle? The kindergarten upstairs was still studying. The appraisal was completed.”
" I went to the 'Ancient Style Painting' forum to take a look. It's indeed the work of Master Six Thousand. The original video is 11 seconds longer than the advertisement.”
"Seeking human flesh! He really wanted to know who this 6,000-year-old would be waiting for in his next life.”
"Give up. This person's whereabouts are unknown, and his origins are a mystery. Those who travel with him don't even know his real name or what he looks like.”
"I suddenly feel that Master Six Thousand and Little Fairy are a good match. Although I don't know what Master Six Thousand looks like, one is talented and the other is beautiful.”
"Beast! Liu Feifei is not even eighteen years old!"
"Liu Feifei? Hehe, what do you think of our puppet girl, Miss Wan? I've known him for a long time."
"Little fairy, crush everything! Puppet girls and whatnot were all evil manuals!”
……
From then on, the picture was completely distorted…
Actually, I'm an Experiential Director
Yang Zhu didn't care about how the advertisement was going on outside.
In his opinion, no matter how good the response was, it had nothing to do with him, the plagiarist.
He was only concerned about one thing:
How to teach Sun Jian, that damned fatty, and that troublesome Miss Lin well.
That's right, the filming process had hit a " bottleneck ".
Sun Jian, this damn fatty, had probably been with the crew for too long and had lost his respect for Yang Zhu. Several important scenes actually did not achieve the effect that Yang Zhu wanted.
As for Miss Lin, she was even more popular. Perhaps it was because she had no acting experience, she could not grasp the main points of the female lead's expression.
Official Yang was so anxious that his hair was almost pulled out.
"Come, Boss, have a cup of tea to cool down.”
Bunny thoughtfully set up a simple tea set at the side, brewed a cup of Shengpu, and handed it to Yang Zhu.
Yang Zhu drank it in one gulp and smacked his lips. He felt the pleasure of his cheeks salivating, and his mood was indeed a little better.
"Boss, don't be impatient. Sun Jian and Keran don't have much experience in acting, so we'll just take it slow.”
Hearing the little white rabbit's comforting words, Yang Zhu thought, How can I not be anxious?
If this continues, you won't be able to see your BOSS in seven months.
He took his notes and carefully pondered over the few shots where the two of them were stuck. In the end, he made up his mind."Fatty Sun, don't blame me for being ruthless!”
Then, he gave a few instructions to Bunny and called over the props to communicate with them.
………………
"Sun Jian, come here!"
Yang Zhu held a few pieces of paper and waved at Fatty Sun.
"Sign it."
Recalling the director's increasingly harsh words, Sun Jian shivered.
What was this? Could it be that the director felt that his acting was not good enough and wanted to terminate the contract?
Trembling, he flipped open the contract and looked at it. He was first happy, but then he was conflicted.
This was a special contract.
The gist of it was that in order to improve Sun Jian's acting skills, the director would use some special methods to make it meet the standards. In the process, physical and mental trauma might occur.
For this reason, the production team paid Sun Jian 200,000 yuan as compensation for his mental illness, and promised that if there was an accidental injury, the medical expenses would be borne by the production team.
"Yang…Director Yang, you won't turn me into a cripple or a lunatic, right?”
Sun Jian's face was pale, but he couldn't resist the temptation of 200,000 yuan.
"No, it's just some relatively light physical and mental stimulation.”Yang Zhu smiled kindly.
I don't believe you! Everyone in the production team knows that you are famous for being two-faced.
However, that 200,000 yuan was so tempting…
"I'll sign it!" Sun Jian gritted his teeth and signed his name with his trembling fat hand!
"Humph! That's right!" Official Yang revealed his white teeth…
………………
"Props!"
The props staff respectfully handed over a "glue stick". Yang Zhu pinched it with his hand and nodded in satisfaction.
This "wooden stick" had several layers of thick sponge on the inside and a layer of 1CM soft rubber on the outermost layer. It was not heavy.
Due to its material and weight, it would hurt when it hit the body, but unless it hit the head and other vital parts, it would not cause any real damage.
"Do you still remember the lines from scene 189?”Yang Zhu looked at Sun Jian with ill intentions.
Sun Jian somewhat understood what Yang Zhu wanted to do. He swallowed his saliva and nodded with a pale face."I remember."
It was a scene about the male lead being beaten up. Sun Jian had taken more than 60 NG takes, but he still couldn't act out the " fear " that satisfied Yang Zhu.
" Very good. Hug that box and treat it as the rice cooker in that scene. Don't forget to say your lines…"
After Yang Zhu finished speaking, he revealed a sinister smile and swung his rubber stick at Sun Jian's body!
"Ah!"
Sun Jian let out a blood-curdling scream.
Why did it hurt so much!
This was Sun Jian's only thought at the moment. His body was like a shrimp, and he was bowing…
"Lines!" Yang Zhu shouted and swung his staff over again.
"Ah ~!" There was another scream.
"You! You can't!"
"The lines are wrong. Let's start again!" Yang Zhu struck again.
"Ah ~!"
Including Bunny, the crew members at the side were all pale as they lowered their heads to count the ants, afraid that their director would glance at them.
………………
Two days later.
"Attention staff, scene 189, take 2, ready to shoot!”
The staff members started to get busy.
Yang Zhu called Zhang Lin and the two cameramen over. After giving them some instructions, he changed into the city management uniform and stepped forward to act as a walk-on.
After a while, Yang Zhu saw that all the departments were ready and ordered,
“ACTION！”
In the camera, he saw a few "city managers" approaching step by step.
Sun Jian's face was pale, and his pupils began to expand. He said in a trembling voice,"You…you…what are you doing?”
That panic, that trembling, that helplessness, it was incomparably real…
"I gave you face but you don't want it. Since you're unwilling to withdraw your stall, then you can't blame others. Smash!”The leader waved his hand, and the few uniforms behind him rushed up and started smashing.
Zhang Lin, who was behind the camera, waved his hand and two cameras rushed forward. They grabbed the right spot and started taking photos of Sun Jian from different angles...
Yang Zhu, who was playing the role of the city manager, held a rubber stick in his hand and patted it before walking toward Sun Jian, who was holding the rice cooker tightly in his arms.
Sun Jian looked at Yang Zhu, who was slowly walking over with the stick in his hand. His face was pale, and the fat on his body began to tremble violently…
Zhang Lin's eyes lit up as he thought,'This reaction is amazing!' The beatings he had suffered these past two days were not in vain. This had already formed a natural reaction. It was impossible to act out this feeling.
Yang Zhu kicked the rice cooker in Sun Jian's arms. Sun Jian turned sideways to protect the rice cooker.
Yang Zhu, who had been knocked back by the fat, finally managed to stabilize his body. He revealed a ferocious expression of shame and anger as he hit Sun Jian with the rubber stick.
Sun Jian used his left hand to protect the rice cooker and his right hand to cover his head.
The half of his face that was exposed was on the verge of tears due to fear. His mouth and the fat on his face were trembling.
"We…we didn't do anything bad, why…why did you hit me?”
"You…you can't break…break the dough in the pot.”
"This is for... making cakes for those children.”
"If you guys…break it, they won't be able to sell the cake!”
"They…they are very pitiful. Don't…don't break the dough, okay?”
"They…they can't sell the cake, so…so…so they can't treat little Ningning.”
In the end, the city manager played by Yang Zhu still panted heavily. He snatched the rice cooker from Fatty's arms and threw it fiercely on the ground!
A pot of soft dough was scattered on the ground…
“CUT！”
"Very good! Make-up artist, hurry up and do the male lead's makeup!”
Two makeup artists rushed up like emergency personnel on the battlefield. They took out a few cotton balls and stuffed them into Sun Jian's mouth, who was covered in tears and snot, and then applied them on his face.
In just five minutes, Sun Jian's face was swollen.
Hence, he rushed forward and gave Sun Jian another beating while the staff member was dumbfounded.
Panting, Yang Zhu waved his hand.
"Scene 190, take one, Action!" Zhang Lin's voice sounded.”
Sun Jian, who was trembling on the ground, sat up with difficulty. He looked around at the mess on the ground and then looked at the overturned rice cooker.
Using all four limbs, he clumsily crawled over. His fat hands trembled as he held up the inner bladder and gradually raised his head.
His pig-like face was filled with tears as he stared at the camera with a sad and desperate expression.
Then, she asked in a low and hoarse voice,
"W-why? Why are you doing this to us?"
"We…we just want to treat little Ningning!”
The voice that was mixed with despair, anger, doubt, and unwillingness made people cry.
“CUT! Perfect!"
Official Yang, who was standing at the side, looked at it twice and revealed a satisfied expression.
…………………
"Hey…hey, come back! Come back!"
Lin Keran, who was holding the donation box, looked at the people who had left and then looked around. She wanted to cry but had no tears.
She looked at her makeup and touched the sunburn on her face. She remembered Yang Zhu's repeated reminders and could only squat down at the position Yang Zhu had specified and put the donation box in her arms on the street.
The pedestrians on the street were in a hurry. Countless curious gazes swept over Lin Keran and the chalk words on the ground.
Miss Lin, who had never experienced such an encounter before, felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles. Her originally calm face began to turn pale. Nervousness, embarrassment, and other emotions began to appear.
Not long after, a pair of red leather shoes appeared in Lin Keran's field of vision, followed by her mother.
The six or seven-year-old girl read the chalk words on the ground seriously."Good people, please contribute to the disabled.”
"Mom, what's a disabled person?"”
The mother leaned over and explained,
Then, the little girl stared at Lin Keran with her black pearl-like eyes."Auntie is so pitiful. Is she disabled somewhere?”
Lin Keran felt ashamed and said with difficulty,"No…no, Auntie isn't crippled. It's…"
Pausing for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said hoarsely,"It's for the students of the handicapped academy. I'm a teacher there.”
The little girl thought for a moment, then pulled the decorative bag she carried with her, unzipped it, and took out all the money from inside. After thinking for a moment, she put back a silver coin.
After counting, he held it in front of Lin Keran with both hands.""Auntie, there's seven yuan and sixty cents here. I still want to leave one yuan for Tingting to buy a lollipop. I promised her, is that okay?”
Lin Keran stared blankly at the innocent eyes, then looked at her smiling mother beside her. She reached out with difficulty to take the pile of change."Thank…Thank you!"
He looked at the little girl who turned around and skipped away. He turned around and saw the little hand that was shaking and the bright smile on her face.
A sense of guilt arose.
Lin Keran shouted at the small figure,""Little friend, what's your name?”
After two rounds, the small figure finally turned around."Auntie, my name is Rongrong!"
……
As time passed, more and more people put their love into the collection box.
Under the self-hypnosis, Lin Keran began to treat herself more and more like a teacher at the handicapped academy.
As the number of people asking increased, Lin Keran's face, which was constantly appealing to passers-by, gradually revealed a light called 'holy'...
In her hand, she was holding onto the 7.60 yuan change…
………………
Yang Zhu, who was secretly taking photos across the street, snapped his fingers.
"Success!"
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