villain king

Chapter 222 Featured Opening Ceremony

Life is short, but some people just like to take shortcuts.

After pouring a cup of hot water, Wan Qian's tongue finally got rid of the painful torture.

"Slightly slightly~" Seeing that her tongue was not affected, Wan Qian raised her brows upside down.

"If I don't beat you up, you really don't know what a heroine is, do you?"

"Woman, spare your life!"

With one stride, Wan Qian rode on Ji Yun's neck, pointed at the iron fence, "Lick it for me!"

"I have high blood sugar, so I don't want it."

"You can choose between high blood sugar and level one disability."

Wan Qian clenched her fists furiously.

No matter how tortuous the process is, anyway, Ji Yun has reached his own graveyard
Ahem, purpose.

After wandering around for two days without time, Ji Yun finally coaxed her, and the two rushed to Liaocheng.

One thing that Ji Yun is quite lucky is that Liu Che was young and didn't have the idea of ​​becoming a big star.

Otherwise, the two of them lived in the same dormitory, and Ji Yun would have to be dragged into a mouthful of Northeast dialect by him.

People say that the southern dialect is tuned to the north, and the difference between the southern dialects is that the dialects are not uniform.

The six southern dialects basically cannot communicate with each other. Each character has different pronunciation in different regions, and the initials and finals are different.

But northern dialects differ only in tone.

Still a classic 1893 terrier.

Read 1893 in Mandarin, and you will learn "an old umbrella" in Shandong dialect.

Read "an old umbrella" in Mandarin, and you will learn 1893 in Henan dialect.

The Northeast dialect is quite special.

All his notes are flat.

People who speak Northeast dialect are contagious because of their lazy way of speaking.

It is also determined by geographical reasons, so I won’t expand on it.

The two stayed here for another week, and both found some feeling.

Wan Qian's situation is even better. She was influenced by Teacher Li Youbin when she was filming "Crossing the Guandong". Now when she scolds Ji Yun, she usually starts with the word "big tail (yiba) wolf".

However, Liaocheng is different from Bingcheng.

In Bingcheng, especially the two of them are basically active in the road, and the people they basically come into contact with have no accents.

Both belong to the Northeast, and the accent of Liaocheng is relatively strong.

Teacher Zhao Benshan spoke Liaocheng dialect on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Eating and drinking."

Liu Qing waved his hand, signaling to the crew not to be polite.

Since he reached his territory, Liu Qing stopped pretending, and the billionaire directly showed his cards.

Private car, accommodation, viewfinder, labor, everything can be covered for you.

The food for the crew all starts from five-star.

"We are here to make movies, or to enjoy life."

Tian Yu sighed, he has acted in so many plays, but he has never seen such a rich crew.

Qiao Shan didn't know what to say, and muttered: "The coal boss is rich."

Ji Yun hit him with the chopsticks to signal him to keep talking.

Ji Yun knew that he was poor-mouthed, so he didn't have any contempt in his heart.

But you have to keep your mouth shut in this business, Liu Qing is open-minded and doesn't care, if he meets other investors, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat and walk around today.

Knowing that he said something wrong, Qiao Shan immediately lowered his head and picked up the meal.

"What rice?"

Picking up the rice grains, this grain of rice was as long as a finger, Qiao Shan scratched his head and said in a low voice.

Liu Qing raised his eyes and explained, "Oh, Xiangshui Rice."

"Fuck!"

Qiao Shan trembled all over, and almost threw his chopsticks to the ground.

This rice is a national supply.

Every year during the autumn harvest, I have to watch it with live ammunition. I have only heard of it, and this is the first time I have seen it.

If he didn't say it, Qiao Shan would have thought the rice was a genetically modified variety.

Liu Qing smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, it's not the one that was marked off, it was planted in a field next to it, and it has a name on it."

"Ha ha."

Qiao Shan couldn't even keep laughing.

Your explanation makes you look even better.

"You young people have to get rid of the problem of eating staple food, and you can eat as much as you can with lobster and abalone."

Liu Qing pointed at Qiao Shan, "Your company doesn't provide benefits either, let's see how hungry the children are."

Ji Yun said: "Artists have to control their body, and they don't sleep regularly when they are filming every day, or they will be high in their 20s."

"That's right." Liu Qing put down his chopsticks, "Then you guys go ahead, I'll deal with the work."

He was uncomfortable seeing everyone eating, so he excused himself and left.

"Go slowly!" Qiao Shan immediately stood up and shouted, like a waiter.

Ji Yun rolled his eyes, this kid changed his face too quickly.

He looked at Zhang Meng, who was eating and drinking by the door, "How is the preparation for the opening ceremony?"

Zhang Meng grinned, and said mysteriously, "Look!"

Ji Yun's heart skipped a beat, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm thinking that the traditional opening ceremony is all about dragon and lion dances, and it's all passed down from Xiangjiang, so it's not suitable for our shooting background."

The previous "Blessed Ears" didn't have much money, so the opening ceremony was really shabby.

The front is the vegetable market, and the back is the entrance of the alley.

The stall was set up at the crossroads. Those who knew it was the opening ceremony, but those who didn't know it thought it was a two-person exchange.

"Then what do you want to do? What elements can fit our shooting background."

Zhang Meng chuckled, "Boss, I'll leave you with a sense of mystery first, it will definitely be boring by then! The headlines on the front page are nothing to worry about!"

In addition to psychological comfort, the most important point of the opening ceremony is to please the media and create attention.

At this point, Zhang Meng thinks his idea is simply unprecedented.

"Boss, don't worry, it's definitely special!"

Although Ji Yun is the big boss, he still gave Zhang Meng enough face when offering incense.

It also sets the tone for the crew, regardless of what happens outside the film, Zhang Meng is the leader when filming.

After the first stick of incense was worshiped, Zhang Meng stepped back, and Ji Yun strolled forward with Wan Qian.

Originally, Liu Qing had to be included in the front, but he was getting old and didn't like making noise, so he didn't come.

All the actors stepped forward one by one, and half an hour later, the worship ceremony was over.

Ji Yun gave Zhang Meng a look, indicating that his session will follow.

Zhang Meng nodded, took two steps forward and clapped his hands.

As if following a secret signal, two men and women in strange costumes walked up to the people.

The man holds a drum in his left hand and a drum hammer in his right.He was wearing a yellow mandarin jacket with a red silk cloth on the outside, and his lower body was in a standing group, and there was a bell pinned to his waist, which jingled at the waist as he led the woman along the way.

"What kind of drum is that?" Wan Qian raised her head and asked Ji Yun.

The drum is thin, but as big as a pot lid, and the drum hammer in the right hand is more like a whip.

Ji Yun's scalp felt a little numb, "Wen Wang drums, Wu Wang whips"

"The name is really nice!"

Ji Yun laughed dryly: "Hehe. You have to stand still and listen."

This is really unique.

"Hmph!" Zhang Meng set up his score, overlooking the media from all over the stage.

Let me let you feel the baptism of traditional art!

The two walked to the center of the stage, without saying much, the man opened his mouth and sang.

"Sunset on the west mountain! Sunset on the west mountain and it's dark! Close the city gate and lock the latch"

As for the effect
According to Aunt Baiyun's words.

There were a total of seven old men sitting under the stage, and six of them passed out when they shouted out loudly.

　I like Lao Cui, "The Years I Was Mr. Yin Yang" and "Jumping God", it's a pity.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)