Hey, my little sun!

As soon as the camera turned to the Tang Dynasty, Song Youyang was a court painter in this life. His face was blurred, and he shuttled in the magnificent palace. In addition to painting, he still painted in his life.He has painted concubines with unparalleled beauty, and also beautiful girls with innocent appearance.

In his spare time, he also strolls around the streets of Chang'an in casual clothes, and is most interested in those calligraphy and painting shops. Sometimes he finds new paints and takes them home to try.

One day he came to this familiar shop again, and saw the clerk picking up a painting at a glance.It has been halfway through the scroll, and it can be seen that she is a woman of all kinds, with her eyes downcast and playing the piano, with a few strokes, she outlines her peerless elegance, which is incomparable.

Song Youyang hurriedly asked the assistant to wait a moment, opened the painting and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the happier he was, even the peony flower painted on the left eyebrow of the woman felt just right.

The man knew him well, so he told him the inside story: "This woman is the leader of the boat, and she knows everything about poetry, poetry and Fu. Somehow, she was found out by those who cared about her, and she was secretly dedicated to the saint. Few people have seen her. There are only a few of her paintings alive, and they will all be confiscated now."

Song Youyang wanted to accept this painting but couldn't. His identity could not walk in the harem at will.I only heard that there was a Concubine Rong in the palace, who was so beautiful that she was favored by saints.

Once the servant came to invite, the Taoist sage and the concubine admired the flowers, and called the painter to paint.Song Youyang didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, so he hurriedly cleaned up his appearance, and hurried to the garden. Sure enough, he saw the longing woman in a sea of ​​flowers, but there was no smile in her eyes.

The sage in the yellow robe loved her and shared the story of the flower with her, never tired of it.Seeing the painter arrived, he told him to stand far away and paint, saying that he would leave the beauty and beauty on the paper.

Concubine Rong took a shallow look at Song Youyang, but stopped when she was about to look away, and took another look, frowning slightly, as if feeling something.The gorgeous peony in the left eye seems to have infected her melancholy, making it dull.

The internal servant reported that something happened in the previous court, and Song Youyang's painting was only half painted, and the saint was about to leave.Everyone knelt to see the saint, he walked to Song Youyang, saw that the face of Concubine Rong in the painting had already appeared on the paper, the saint suddenly ordered that no one should paint Concubine Rong so far, and immediately send Song Youyang out of the palace, and he will be banned for life hired.

Song Youyang was dragged away by the servant, Concubine Rong opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't say a word.

Song Youyang became a commoner who made a living by selling paintings. He painted paintings all day long in exchange for meager wages, barely enough to eat, and often stayed up all night, only painting the glimpsed Concubine Rong.After painting and painting, it is impossible to describe its style in case, and it will be torn up before the painting is finished.

Not long after he left the palace, Concubine Rong's body became weaker and weaker day by day. The imperial physician could not find out the cause of the disease, but only said that there was depression in her heart, and the medicine and stones ignored it.The sage angered many concubines and wives, but all his efforts failed to save Concubine Rong's life, and he watched her die in depression.

After learning that Concubine Rong had passed away, it was half a year later, Song Youyang looked up to the sky and smiled, burned all the paintings on fire, went mad and disappeared without a trace.

A tragic song, it came to the late Song Dynasty during years of wars and turmoil. The Huns were rampant, and the people of the Song Dynasty went to battle to defend against the enemy.Song Youyang is a small guard of the city. They have been guarding the city for five days and five nights. There is no food and grass for a long time, and reinforcements are nowhere in sight.

Song Youyang knew that he could not escape death, but as a soldier, a man, he had to die on the battlefield, and he had to kill a few enemies to count.

His left leg was cut, and Hu Zi and Xiao He who came out of the village together died. The corpses were placed under the tower, and he couldn't even collect them for them.

Song Youyang lay on the city wall, clenched his teeth, tears streaming down his face.With one hand on his shoulder, he wiped away his tears and turned his head. It was his captain, a taciturn man, young and strong in martial arts.The real commander-in-chief ran away with his family long ago, and it was the captain who led them to stay here.

He was also wounded. An arrow from the enemy cut his left eyelid, nearly crippling his eye.At this time, the blood was dry, and it was a little scary hanging on his face.

He said, "Can you still hold on?"

Song Youyang looked at him, nodded fiercely, the captain patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Take a break, they may start attacking the city again."

As soon as the words fell, an arrow galloped towards him, and it was that powerful archer again.The captain's pupils shrank, and he slapped Song Youyang away. The arrow was already in front of him. The captain tried to chop off the arrow with a knife, but it was too late. The arrow pierced his chest, and the captain fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Song Youyang watched the captain twitch a few times, tilted his head and died, he was stunned, and countless arrows flew up.The soldiers dodged one after another, Song Youyang took a bow with red eyes, and shot an arrow at the well-protected archer.

It's a pity that the grief and indignation did not bring miracles to his arrow. It fell a dozen steps away from the enemy, and a black crowd rushed up. They shouted in Hun language: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Song Youyang died on the top of the city tower together with a hundred soldiers, all of them died without a whole body.

...One story after another is constantly staged in different time and space. The protagonist Song Youyang and his predestined person may meet each other but not know each other, may be acquainted and love each other but cannot stay together, may be friends, or passers-by, in short, it cannot be completed.Going around in it, there is always a sense of fate everywhere.

Gu He is very good at capturing the softest part of people's hearts, and his control over the pictures is also very high. The shots he takes are beautiful and shocking.The audience at the scene evoked different emotions as different stories progressed layer by layer, sometimes regretting and sometimes sighing.

Until this life, Song Youyang was a street gangster. After breaking up with his girlfriend, he was injured in a fight and was sent to the hospital. During the coma, many broken images circulated in his mind. When he opened his eyes suddenly, the world was in chaos. All he saw was a pair of scarred eyes. The owner of these eyes looked at him with neither sadness nor joy, as if he had been looking at him for thousands of years.

Song Youyang said: "You are here."

Those eyes were filled with a smile in an instant, and the camera turned to the bright spring scenery outside the window just in time.

Recently, the melody that can be heard everywhere on the Internet sounded, a female voice sang leisurely, and a clear male voice slowly said:

"Every time I meet you, it's like a fateful reunion.

You are like a low-pitched and melodious song, you are like a dancing dance, you are like a noble and silent snow mountain, and you are like a clear and gurgling spring.

You come and go, you are free, you are not in my arms, you are in my heart.

You are a silver ring on my lonely fingertips, you are my eternal dream.

What am I to you?You said, the world you see is like me. "

The big screen has always been an ink painting of mountains and rivers, with melodious female voices and strong male voices. The unfinished words are like large blank spaces in the picture, which are only for the viewers to imagine.

All the lights in the auditorium were turned on, the screen changed to black and white characters, and the subtitles began to scroll. The first one below the lead actor was Wei Qin.The audience immersed in the recitation of this poem naturally noticed his name, and they were all discussing which life of Song Youyang was the most interesting.

Wei Qin and Sheng Dong mixed in the crowd and walked out of the cinema, and it started to snow again outside.Sitting in his car, Wei Qin touched his face and said, "Emma, ​​my face is so hot! I didn't feel it when I took the photo, but it looks really good now, hahahahahahahaha, thanks to Director Gu , and everyone's help, otherwise how could I do it?"

Sheng Dong pinched his face and said, "I'm not used to being so modest all of a sudden, but it's much better than I imagined, at least it's more natural. Do you know? When I know you and you don't know me, I'll go see I’ve seen your works, and listened to your songs live. My God, I can only say that with a love filter. Now it seems that you have made great progress. I can rest assured if you can’t pay.”

Wei Qin thought about Sheng Dong's song before he knew it, and he was so ashamed that he didn't want it, his ears were red.

With the release of the movie, all kinds of voices, good and bad, flocked immediately.Some said it was special, and some said it lowered Qingsheng's average level. Anyway, the amount of discussion has increased.

The box office is a bit higher than expected. This is probably due to the blessing of the film schedule. Qingsheng's announcement has already prepared various plans. At this moment, it will be released at the right time to guide public opinion.

Ordinary viewers didn't think much of it, probably just checked Weibo or Moments to know that there was such a "small production" movie that was not bad, so they went to watch it when they had time, and didn't feel that there was anything missing if they didn't watch it.

But when people in the industry saw this announcement, it seemed like a big battle.So he asked this little-known Wei Tan, and with a keen sense of smell, he took the initiative to contact Wei Tan's agent for an interview, taking advantage of his current net worth.

I heard that Qingsheng has been shuffling the cards recently, and there have been major changes in the top management. Who knows what this Wei Qin is from?The little fresh meats are all similar, who is it inappropriate to apply the same word to?Just treat it as a favor.

As a result, many well-known and unknown media became Wei Qin's screen.At this time, Wei Tan and his team became more cautious and cautious in speaking, only seeking stability and nothing else. After all, they had no foundation and could not withstand the wind and rain.

A few days after Valentine’s Day, there is a Lunar New Year file, and a large number of Lunar New Year films are coming, and “Reunion” has given up the prime time, but still guarantees a certain amount of filming. Speaking of it, this is not much easier than the prime time of Valentine’s Day, But it is just like this silently.

Xie Jiayong said: "Mr. Sheng, you are too eye-catching."

Sheng Dong said: "I know, it will be even more eye-catching. You ghosts and monsters, jump out."

Just as Dongyang was on the right track, Sheng Dong fought against Qingsheng non-stop. He is not an iron man, but the more he is like this, the more his fighting spirit is aroused.

He is different from Peng Xun, he has always been vigorous and resolute in his career, if running a business is a war, Wei Qin may fight steadily, but Sheng Dong is not easy to make a knife, but every time a knife is drawn, there will be blood.

He is not someone who sits on the sidelines, and the wolves, tigers and leopards he hunts are just icing on the cake. What he wants has always been the mountains and forests.So after his rebirth, he focused on growing stronger, and taking revenge was just incidental.

Wei Qin said: "Why do you see so clearly? You can't even see the flowers and plants, why don't you just walk towards your goal?"

"My goal is to find you, even doing business incidentally." Sheng Dong smiled like a fox.

He started Qingsheng and Yinfeng to quickly accumulate capital. When this goal was achieved, he immediately dumped them to Peng Yu and Hou Di to continue the business, and instead used Sheng's shell to cultivate Dongyang's people.

After finding Wei Qin and knowing his industry, Sheng Dong already thought about picking up Qingsheng and doing it well.At this time, Yu Mutong jumped up and down in front of him, and without blinking, he immediately threw Sheng Shi away and remade Dongyang, and released his mother and brother from Sheng Tonghui's side by the way.

Dongyang was on the right track, and he immediately took over Qingsheng. In other words, if Wei Qin was a game practitioner when he found Wei Qin, he would be more involved in Yinfeng's management.If Wei Qin's industry is not close to each other, Sheng Dong will also conduct guiding training according to his characteristics. During the process of Wei Qin's growth, Sheng Dong is confident that he can help him build a good platform.

Of course, Sheng Dong wouldn't tell Wei Qin about this, he didn't need to know about it.Sheng Dong didn't think it was a great sacrifice, he just did what he could for his lover.What he needed was not Wei Qin's touch or gratitude or even repayment. He felt that Wei Qin could do what he liked, which was already the happiest thing for him.

Sheng Dong didn't say anything, it doesn't mean that Wei Qin didn't notice.Whenever he watched Sheng Dong work in the study until late at night, he would sit on the tatami next to him and listen to English lessons with headphones or watch some old movies.If Sheng Dong didn't say anything, he didn't need to speak too much.This man's silent love, just know it in your heart.

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Thank you Xin and Hammer for mine, I am flattered...