I got Bai Yue Guangying Queen [Rebirth]

Because Chu Feiliang got into the car, Cha Cha also drove a lot slower. She didn't dare to try again like before, and wanted to try again the magic trick of drifting that she hadn't done for many years.

Chu Feiliang squinted her eyes, leaned down with a relaxed body, took a deep breath, and said, "It's still comfortable to breathe some fresh air—I just watched Chacha in the car and didn't drive very aggressively, why? I came up, but the driving speed slowed down?"

Chacha didn't turn his head, and held the handlebar of the car very dignifiedly, and said loudly, "To ensure the safety of the passengers - my sister Guangguang has a first-class response in times of crisis. When I drive into a ditch, she can take me out first. I can't risk your life, so I can't drive so hard."

"It's quite reasonable." Concubine Chu Liang nodded approvingly, looked at the rising sun, and said, "Squint for a while, and check slowly—no one dares to deduct money if you are late. The perfect attendance award will still be given to you."

Zhang Nanchuan is very talented.

He knew that it was impossible to get everyone to the scene on time just by talking, so he set up a perfect attendance award.

Of course, the actors don't care about the 500 yuan for full attendance, but the staff under the actor team do care - in today's society, it is not easy to make some money.

And Zhang Nanchuan said, as long as you are a registered staff member of the crew, no matter if it is a full appointment or a half appointment, as long as you are in the crew, you can get the money.

And in order to encourage everyone's enthusiasm, Zhang Nanchuan also gave him a performance bonus, and the detailed division of finances will also be reimbursed to him.

Even if the actors don't lack the five hundred, they can't cut off the income of so many people below, so they can only get up early together.

Because of this, the crew has been working for almost two months now. Except for an accident in the previous life production due to a moth, everything else is going step by step, and the progress is also going fast. Everyone is very motivated.

Even Chacha can receive a full attendance subsidy of [-] yuan per month.

She currently has no salary, but Rongguang will give her [-] yuan a week for pocket money, and she will be given extra money for breakfast, textbooks, clothes, etc. She has almost everything in life, so she is very satisfied after checking.

Although she doesn't have much money in her small coffers now, she is still a high school student with modest assets in school!

When they arrived, it was actually not too late, there were still more than five minutes before the last check-in time.

Chacha hurriedly returned the car, went over to sign herself and Rongguang, and was curious about what she was going to do later, so Wang Lujie, who had been running with her, couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Chacha put down the pen very seriously, with two blushes on his face, and said: "Sister Guangguang said, it's okay to be lazy, but if you can do it, you must do it yourself, otherwise it will take a long time. People will be lazy. You can’t set an example, and you can’t be special, otherwise it will be unfair to others.”

The adult Wang Lujie was a bit ashamed of what she had said - she used to follow Chu Siyue in the company, but recently because of a personnel transfer, and Chu Concubine Liang had just joined the team, she couldn't get a hand, so she came here temporarily.

And for a person like her who has reached a certain position by herself, full attendance, no matter whether she is late or a miner, the financial side can always find the most suitable reason for her and settle the money for her.

So Wang Lujie nodded, thought carefully about her recent past, and said, "Well, indeed, sister is lazy."

Cha Cha, who had hidden his achievements and fame, raised his head, took small steps and ran towards Rong Guang.

Wang Lujie picked up the pen, and the staff in charge of registration smiled and said, "Don't look at this little girl's young age, she lives a much more transparent life than I don't know how many adults."

Wang Lujie smiled, and said, "Who says it's not, too many people live more and more - where to sign?"

"Here." The staff ordered a place, watched Cha Cha go to a nearby canteen to buy two Alps, and left happily.

It was only when Wang Lujie signed the letter that she realized that Chacha's handwriting was unexpectedly strong and full of attitude, which is really rare at such a young age.

She doesn't know calligraphy, but she can read a lot.

Among the two sisters of the Chu family, Chu Siyue practiced hard-tipped pen calligraphy a lot, while Chu Feiliang started to practice brush calligraphy when she was a teenager, in order to get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate, so that the whole person would sink down.

Seeing the fonts of the two sisters a lot, and the Goupiao characters on the company's financial side, Wang Lujie can tell which fonts are good-looking or not. She was a little speechless and said, "Look at these people's Goupiao characters..."

The staff member was also happy to see it, and said: "After Chacha signed, many people behind her had to stare at her handwriting for a long time, and everyone said that they would go home and practice calligraphy again."

Wang Lujie took a picture of that picture, shook her head amusedly, and said, "Why did you go earlier?"

The shooting task was quite heavy, and Zhang Nanchuan went for a stroll around Rongguang's area before the shooting started.

Rong Guang was having a good time eating breakfast at that time - they got up very early in the morning, but she and Cha Cha couldn't bear it, and the two of them squatted on the sofa for half an hour to wake up, and didn't have time to eat.

Seeing Zhang Nanchuan approaching, Rong Guang put down the spoon in his hand, pointed at the steamed stuffed bun beside him and said, "Does the director eat?"

"Don't eat." Zhang Nanchuan waved his hand, looked at Rong Guang's expression very strangely, and said, "You look pretty good?"

"It's good." Rong Guang smiled, swallowed what was in his mouth, pursed his lips and said, "It's okay to be nervous last night-I'm not a kid who just debuted, you protect me, In my eyes, Teacher Chu also directly reached out to help me stop everything, there is no need to feel sorry for those sailors who don't know the truth. I really want to be like that, I am sorry for everyone. "

Zhang Nanchuan's eyes were a little red when he said a sentence.

The fragile and sensitive heart of the man in the middle was suddenly poked by something. Zhang Nanchuan's eyes were red, and he didn't know where to go. He patted Rongguang's head and said, "Good boy."

Cha Cha rubbed his head and said vaguely: "Uncle Nan, I also pat my head."

Zhang Nanchuan's enthusiasm hadn't been overwhelmed yet, and Chacha completely lost it again.

He smiled and rubbed Chacha's head twice, and said, "Ah, I haven't touched a little girl's head for many years. Why is Chacha's hair so soft?"

"Well, I couldn't keep up with my nutrition when I was young." Chacha thought for a while, and said: "My grandfather said that I used to have very thick black hair, which was also very hard. Then I don't know what happened, it became softer and softer, and my hair began to grow softer. If it turns yellow, it may be that the nutrition cannot keep up."

Rong Guang lovingly rubbed Chacha's hair. Indeed, Chacha's hair is too difficult to raise. In her previous life, she picked out everything for Chacha to eat. It hasn't turned black for seven or eight years. It's still soft and the color of her hair Also shallow, she was afraid that Cha Cha's head would go bald.

But fortunately, they checked their looks to be passable, able to be tough, and even a nun's head is good-looking.

Cha Cha shook his head, thought for a while and said, "But if you have less hair, you can wash it easily, save time, and it will dry after rubbing it with a towel. Sister Guangguang has a lot of hair, and you have to blow it for half an hour in winter."

Rong Guang touched his head subconsciously, and sighed melancholy.

If possible, she really wanted to give Chacha half of it.

"Okay, get ready after eating, today is the highlight." After greeting Zhang Nanchuan, he did not forget his accusation as the chief director, and said ruthlessly: "Wen Mou is offline today, brewing a good mood. "

Rong Guang nodded, knowing what Zhang Nanchuan's purpose of coming here was.

Quite a lot of directors don’t actually shoot according to the coherence of the script. Most of them are jumping scenes. After all, it’s almost impossible to shoot according to the time axis—many scenes are the connection between exterior scenes and interior scenes. If it’s time to rush , and even have to change the scene every day, and no one can bear running back and forth.

In most cases, I stay in one place, finish shooting the local scene, and then go to the next point to shoot.

If there is a re-recording, then go back, there are fewer people, and less machines are needed, so it is not so troublesome.

Most of the highlights will be presented after all the actors have a deeper understanding of the characters and can better understand the emotions of the characters.

Like today's scene.

And Rong Guang didn't know how much she underestimated Zhang Nanchuan until she came here after studying the script—or it wasn't an underestimate at all, but she overestimated the amount at the beginning and gave a wrong value.

When she went to audition for Wen Mou, it was indeed a scene where an assassin assassinated the eldest princess.

But not long ago, Rong Guang found out that this assassination was actually arranged by Wen Mou himself.

She recovered her memory, and realized her indescribable and fruitless thoughts towards Ji Ying, so she could only choose to escape, in order not to let herself become a burden to Ji Ying in her life.

And with her identity, she was destined to be impossible to stay by Ji Ying's side.

From the very beginning, this was a game she set up to get out.

Rong Guang read for a while before shooting.

After a long while, she muttered in a low voice: "No wonder Wen Mou is called the little Zhuge of today—how old was she then? Teenage? She can be scrambled by several countries in her teens, and can even influence the survival of a country. Such a high IQ..."

Chacha leaned his head over, rubbed Rongguang's shoulder, and muttered in the same voice: "Sister Guangguang, I'm also a jumper!"

Rong Guang turned around, and nodded Chacha's head with a blank expression: "I have been called a parent by your teacher three times in the past two months, and they also called parents through the screen. You skipped a grade, and you didn’t pass any of the exams. Be good, study hard, and don’t miss your homework.”

Chacha pouted, "Am I nervous after changing to a new environment? I will definitely catch up next year."

"Next year you will be a sophomore in high school." Rong Guang said, "I keep my word, and if you fail, I will hire a tutor for you to repeat."

Chacha froze, and said pitifully, "Okay."

Rong Guang stood in his place, still thinking about the emotions that Wen Mou should have at this moment in the script.

There are only a few rough and patterned action reminders on the script: mourning, pause, sit down...etc.

More detailed things, even down to micro-expressions, have to be expressed by the actors' own experiences and feelings.

Chu Feiliang glanced back at Rong Guang, and after a while, she gestured an OK gesture to the director.

Zhang Nanchuan knew that the two of them were almost ready, so he nodded immediately, and informed all the staff to prepare, and the filming officially started.

"Chapter 64 of the eldest princess, one shot at a time—action!"

In the cold winter season of April and September, there is snow falling everywhere outside the window, the sky and the earth are white, mixed with the sound of wind from time to time, making the whole world look extraordinarily depressed.

In a cloud of smoke, Ji Ying was writing something on the paper with a pen.

She flicked her wrist fluently, occasionally pausing to think about something, and then she wrote down the pen again after a while.

Standing half a step behind her, Wen Mou's eyes fell on the gorgeous red plums blooming outside the window.

After a while, Ji Ying put the pen aside, as if he was tired from writing, and said, "Go and put the charcoal basin closer—why is it so cold this year?"

Wen Mou lowered his eyes and responded softly, "Here."

The charcoal basin got closer, and the heat swept over the two of them. Ji Ying let out a breath and stretched out his hands to keep warm.

After a while, she looked at Wen Mou who had returned to the back and stood silently, and said, "Since you came back from Fengming Mountain, you haven't been very right—why, it was the first time you went to the battlefield and you were frightened." ?”

Wen Mou shook his head, his eyes were obscure.

However, the moment he looked up at Ji Ying, he was full of innocence again, and his tone became lighter, and he said, "I'm not scared, I just feel sleepy recently. What did you write?"

"Come here." Ji Ying beckoned to her, "I heard that your voice is wrong these days, and today I called the imperial physician to show you."

Wen Mou took her hand and walked towards her.

At this time, Ji Ying pulled Wen Mou into her arms with force, turned her head, and chuckled softly in her ear, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, with a bad intention, "Didn't you want to?" Do you know what it is written?——Written love words."

Wen Mou froze for a moment, then avoided Ji Ying's sight again, looked down on the paper, and said, "You are too kind to me..."

"I treat you well, shouldn't I?" Ji Ying lowered her head, rested her whole body on Wen Mou's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said with a light smile, "What kind of incense did you use recently? It seems that I just The smell when I met you."

"I don't know." Wen Mou shook his head, "I brought it in the package, I just saw it, so I ordered it."

"Well, it smells good." Ji Ying seemed to have inhaled enough of the smell, finally raised his head, and said, "Recently, my father said that I was too impetuous, and ordered me to copy the Analects of Confucius ten times...you go to the side and wait for me, wait for me." After copying, I will take you to the hot spring."

Wen Mou responded with a low voice, and stepped back.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The assassin fell straight down from the shadow on the beam, pointing his sword at Ji Ying, extremely fast, and there were more than one of them!

Wen Mou gritted his teeth, hesitated for a while, but only had time to draw out the short knife in his arms, and went straight to the head without dodging or avoiding.

In the short combat, the light of the sword is already close at hand.Wen Mou closed her eyes fiercely, her hand seemed to lose her strength suddenly, and fell straight towards the ground, but was firmly caught by a pair of hands in the middle, directly pulled a sword flower, and sent the dagger into her hand again.

Just between dodging and dodging, Ji Ying reversed the whole situation of the battle in a very short period of time, and even said to Wen Mou in the mood: "How many times have I taught you to concentrate on the enemy."

Wen Mou came back to his senses, his eyes were complicated.

Ji Ying only thought she was dissatisfied, chuckled, and shaved her face.

However, in an instant, she raised the dagger again and rejoined the battle.

But accidents always come one step faster.

The moment she noticed a cold light from the corner of her warm eyes, she was already standing in front of Ji Ying.

The light of arrows outside the window, accompanied by the 'shoo-shoo' sound of breaking the wind, and the dull sound of the long knife entering the body, finally, the world became quiet.

The guards of the princess mansion finally arrived after a long delay, and they rushed up at this moment, capturing all the failed assassins.

However, the captured assassin had already bit the poison on the bottom of his tongue and committed suicide.

Wen Mou was shot through the heart by an arrow, and pierced through the abdomen by a knife at the same time.

The feeling of being out of strength on the body became more and more serious, and the wet feeling in large areas gradually changed from warm to cold.

It was only at this time that she saw the helpless, frightened, and even confused expression on Ji Ying's face beside her.

"Princess..." Wen Mou called out.

However, in the noisy room, her voice seemed so weak.

However, with just this sound, Ji Ying's eyes finally focused, and without a trace of blood on his lips, he staggered towards her and hugged Wen Mou tightly in his arms.

"It's so cold..." Wen Mou frowned, and subconsciously burrowed into Ji Ying's arms.

More blood flowed.

The warm blood touched the palm of his hand, and Ji Ying stretched out his hand to look at the bright red color. Finally, he uttered a voice that was almost mournful, and shouted, "Emperor physician——Cherish the imperial physician—!"

The imperial physician was waiting in the side room because he was going to treat Wen Mou today. When he saw the pale face of the little maid, his heart sank instantly, knowing that something might be wrong.

"Quick!" Ji Ying was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and he said to the imperial physician who was carried directly by the guards at the door.

The imperial physician naturally knew that the situation was urgent, so before landing, he threw himself on the ground, and touched Wen Mou's wrist with trembling hands.

"Forget it." Wen Mou avoided it.

"Both of the wounds... hit the nail on the head." Wen Mou grinned a smile that was worse than crying, with a pained expression, "I can't live."

"Don't talk." Ji Ying gritted her teeth, looked at Wen Mou in her arms, and the words were almost squeezed out between her teeth, "I order you to live."

"That's really, I'm sorry." Wen Mou closed her eyes, and finally let out the cry that she had been suppressing all along, and with the overflow of blood from the corners of her lips, a string of tears fell from the corners of her eyes at the same time, "I missed the appointment. "

The imperial doctor took two steps back, knelt on the ground with a sad face, "Princess...sorry."

The injury is too serious, and it is only a matter of time before he dies... There is no way to recover.

Everyone in the room stopped.

The chief manager and the maids who played well with Wen Mou in the mansion all knelt on the ground, with tears running down their faces, and no one dared to raise their heads again.

The cold wind whistling outside, mixed with the aroma of red plums in the yard, made Ji Ying tremble.

She picked up the person on the ground without saying a word, and staggered but firmly walked towards the inner room.

In the end, she put her blood-stained warm eyes on the bed, and wiped off the blood on her face and hands.

The candles in the house were crackling, but at this time, no one would look at the tip of the scissors while muttering to cut the candle wick.

It wasn't until this time that Ji Ying finally held Wen Mou's hands that would never join together again, buried her head in her palms, her back shivered, and she began to cry in a dull and hoarse voice.

She didn't even dare to cry loudly, for fear that the servants outside would hear her fragility at the moment.

Zhang Nanchuan's eyes were red, he cleared his throat, raised the horn in his hand and said, "Okay, very good—ka!" Rong Guang opened his eyes.

The last scene is a close-up of Chu Feiliang's back, and the camera will not shoot on her face at all, otherwise the director behind the camera can clearly see the clearly visible tear stains on her face that have never disappeared .

She rarely heard Concubine Chu cry.

To be precise... except when she was filming, she had never seen Concubine Chu cry.

Concubine Chu Liang once said to her, "After so many years of filming, the lacrimal glands are almost shrinking from crying. There are no tears left for life."

Even on the set, she and Chu Feiliang have filmed many crying scenes together.

Various ways, various expressions.

The death of relatives, the separation of close friends, the joy of finally achieving the pinnacle of glory after ten years of hard work, and even the reunion after many years of reunion, mixed with the bitterness of surrendering to fate and unwilling to yield to fate...all of them.

But there has never been such a desperate parting of life and death like this time.

Obviously knowing that there is a chance to meet again, but at the moment, the plot is mercilessly tormenting Ji Ying himself.

Ji Ying didn't know that Wen Mou was Jiang Wenmou.

So she didn't know that Wen Mou was not dead.

She lightly shook her palms, but she didn't speak, or even make any movements, leaving enough time for Chu Feiliang to ease the emotion.

It was also time for Zhang Nanchuan to shout, "The actor calms down—transition, transition, who's in the next group—!"

Wu Yangyang, a large group of people followed Zhang Nanchuan to another venue, and the actors whose names were called all withdrew from the crowd, all of them red-eyed and ready.

Zhang Nanchuan scanned around roughly, scratched his head, and said helplessly: "Forget it, rest for half an hour!"

One by one refused to listen to persuasion, and had to go to watch, saying that the highlight must be learned on the spot.

Learn a hair.

One by one, they all took it into their hearts.

The more you watch directly on the spot, the easier it is to be carried away by the rhythm of other actors.

He can even imagine that if he shoots directly today, no matter what content is filmed later, these people's lines will be able to say goodbye to life and death.

Sure enough, the actors, who were usually very happy when they heard the break, didn't have much energy this time, and were all listless.

After saying "thank you director" in twos and threes, they got together and found a place to sit down.

The discussion was still about the scene between Concubine Chu Liang and Rong Guang just now.

Zhang Nanchuan turned his head again, and saw that Wang Lujie had already opened an umbrella, protecting Concubine Chu and returning to the car from a place where there were few people.

Cha Cha also carried a pack of wet wipes around Rong Guang and wiped them around, walking around like a little hamster.

Rong Guang was a little nervous, and asked Chacha: "Did you see where Sister Chu went?"

"In the car." Chacha replied crisply, put the paper that was all stained red after wiping off his face into the garbage bag, pointed to the corner, and said, "Sister Guangguang, shall I take you there?"

"Take me over there to have a look." Rong Guang's voice also sounded a bit muffled, he wiped his tears with a wet towel and the tears got wetter, and he gave up altogether, "I'm a little worried."

——What she is most afraid of is that after the actor enters the play, it will cast a shadow on the actor who enters the play.

Rong Guang didn't want to shoot a scene with great difficulty. After the filming, Concubine Chu Liang wanted to cry when she saw her, so she decided to avoid her in the future.

Then she is at a loss.

To cry is to cry, to be in a play is to be in a play, but her purpose and belief in joining the group must never be forgotten.

Chacha let out an "oh", looked around Rongguang's sleeves, and found that there was nowhere to start, so he picked up the corner of Rongguang's skirt that was not stained with blood, squeezed it with his hands and said, "I'll take you to see it. "

Rong Guang took a deep breath, and was taken to the RV by Cha Cha.

Wang Lujie was squatting outside the caravan, she didn't get up at all.

When Rong Guang got closer, Wang Lujie spread her hands helplessly, and said, "It's not a coincidence, don't go up, Xiao Chu is in a bad state right now, going up is counterproductive. Give her some time and let her adjust herself."

The author has something to say: Jinjiang collapsed and liked to mention the hot search, hahahaha (then jj suddenly got how to promote himself)

Recommend Wen'er, a friend!Super sweet, please be healthy qaq

"Let's get together with the actress [Rebirth]" by: A fox born with a dream

Copywriting: In her previous life, Yu Shu didn't know her feelings for her until Gu Qinxuan passed away and got her suicide note.

In the new life, Yu Shu swears to the sky that she will do everything possible to make Gu Qinxuan, a woman, confess her love to her!

However, after the plan was implemented, it was not the same as she imagined.

The whole network: "The disparity cp is locked!"

Yu Shu: "Say, do you love me?"

Gu Qinxuan: "Don't worry, I understand, I won't take it seriously."

Yu Shu's heart: You know a lot of knitting!You really mean it!

#暴爱我的人 Always take my crazy hints as entertainment How can the effect be broken?Waiting online, very urgent#

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感谢在2020-07-0922:45:01~2020-07-1019:59:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 4 old old Chen from the abandoned house; 1 little snake who loves to gossip;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lazy Cat; 3 bottles of Souy; 1 bottle of Yuan Yuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!