The wind lives in this life policy

The reason why Ye Xiaofeng rushed to Dali was divided into public and private reasons.Yu Gong, the audition for "Falling Leaves Are Roots" is in Dali, and Ye Xiaofeng will accompany Feng Ce to the audition.In private, he thought of a strategy, it's as simple as that.

The return of Ye Xiaofeng made Feng Ce's entire logistics team a lot easier. Although Amy did not make a mistake, she was not good at handling some things on the crew and arranging various matters. Now that it is handed over to Ye Xiaofeng, Amy is relieved.

"My God, Ye Xiaofeng..." Amy walked around Ye Xiaofeng, amazed, "What kind of treatment did you receive when you came home? You're so fat, what do you eat every day? ?”

Ye Xiaofeng hummed, "Eat pig food, do you have any opinions?"

At that time, Feng Ce was drinking a glass of water when he heard the words and coughed, "Ahem..."

Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly went to comfort him, patted Feng Ce's back lightly, "Are you okay?"

Feng Ce shook his head with a smile, waved his hands, and signaled that there was no need to take any more pictures, then got up and walked aside with water, for fear of being choked again.

Amy found that since Ye Xiaofeng returned to the team, Feng Ce has become like a person. Of course, this sounds a bit awkward, but it is the truth.They had hardly seen Feng Ce laughing before, and Zhao Changning was such a bitter character, every time he played, Feng Ce kept a silent face, and could not say a word for a long time... But now It's different, this silent man will occasionally participate in the topic, and occasionally show emotions because of their conversation, such as the smile just now, which almost dazzled Amy.

It seems that there is still a difference between relatives and estrangements between people. Look, when Ye Xiaofeng came, someone seemed to be a different person...

Amy sighed, only blaming herself for not being attractive enough.

"When is the audition?" Amy took the script in Ye Xiaofeng's hand and read it roughly. When she saw Lu Chi'an's name, she couldn't help raising her voice, "Oh, Lu Chi'an is here! Hey? Isn't this Was it your previous employer?"

"Yeah." Ye Xiaofeng didn't want to talk about Lu Chi'an, and only asked Feng Ce's timetable, "The audition is the day after tomorrow. How about it? Is Feng Ce going to play that day?"

"Let me see." Amy browsed through the timetable sent by the crew, and finally nodded affirmatively, "No, there will be no three days in a row starting from tomorrow, the weather forecast said it will rain the day after tomorrow, Zhao Changning's raining scene It's been a week since filming."

Ye Xiaofeng nodded, thinking that God was kind enough to help in this matter, otherwise Fang Jinran might not agree to ask for leave to leave the crew if there is a drama ahead.

"Then since I don't have a role to play, I'll ask Feng Ce to take a leave of absence."

Ye Xiaofeng did what he said, and it would be better to do things like asking for leave early, so as to avoid sudden emergencies.

Originally, Ye Xiaofeng thought Director Fang would have criticisms, but he underestimated how much Fang Jinran liked Feng Ce. Now, it seems that as long as it is related to Feng Ce, Fang Jinran becomes very talkative. Without even thinking about it, he agreed. up.

After all, it involves the artist's future acting career, and Feng Ce's performance so far has been perfect, Fang Jinran naturally has nothing to say.

"Go ahead and wish him success in the audition." Fang Jinran placed high hopes on Feng Ce.

Satisfied, Ye Xiaofeng quickly thanked the director, "Hey, thank you Director Fang."

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng come back, Amy hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Ye Xiaofeng made an OK gesture.

Amy made up her mind and continued to read the script of "Falling Leaves Are Roots", but this is only the initial script similar to the outline, and there are not many lines in it, it only summarizes the main context of the whole series.

Tang Wei also came to their side after finishing her work, discussing the series together.

"Wen Yan?" Tang Wei unexpectedly saw the name, "He hasn't directed a work for a long time."

The Wen Yan in Tang Wei's mouth is like a leading figure in the director circle. Even a great director like Fang Jinran can only bow his head when he sees Wen Yan.

Amy thought for a while and said, "If I remember correctly... he seems to be sixty this year, right?"

Tang Wei sketched out the script, and suddenly smiled, "No wonder, it turns out that it is this kind of subject matter, so it is reasonable for Wen Yan to be the director. Do you remember that "Blood is Thicker than Water"? It is the same as this time. "Leaves Returning to Their Roots" is quite similar."

"Oh, I know, "Blood is Thicker Than Water"..." Amy remembered this drama, "My grandparents, my grandparents, my parents, anyway, at home, Quankan, who are a generation older than me, cried and watched every day. TV set."

Five years ago, "Blood is Thicker Than Water" was almost empty-handed. From the [-]th generation, almost everyone watched it, and everyone was moved to tears. It won many awards. It was a miraculous film that year. TV series.

"Director Wen is very good at this kind of subject matter. With him, the reputation of "Returning to the Roots" should not be bad."

"That's good." Amy pointed to the script and asked, "Oh, by the way, how is the director? Is it strict?"

Tang Wei has never been in contact with this director, so it is inconvenient to say more, "I don't know, he is too old. When he was young, he directed serials, and we were not as good as us, but it is said that it is not difficult to get along with..."

Directors of the older generation do not have as many problems as young directors. Relatively speaking, they pay more attention to the actors themselves. If they act well, they will naturally treat you well. Needless to say, Wen Yan, who is over [-] years old.

"Do you think he will like Feng Ce?" Amy thought for a while, "Fang Jinran likes him very much."

Tang Wei looked at Feng Ce who was sitting quietly studying the script not far away, and smiled knowingly, "I think it will."

In the evening of that day, Ye Xiaofeng waited for the wind to play, and then drove away from Dali with people.

"Where are you going?" Feng Ce asked.

Ye Xiaofeng turned the steering wheel to introduce him, "You know? There are several must-see places in Yunnan, such as Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Xishuangbanna, Cangshan Erhai... You have already seen Cangshan Erhai."

With that said, Ye Xiaofeng opened the car window, pointed at the mountains beside the road, "Cang Mountain on the left, Erhai Lake on the right..."

Feng Ce followed his direction and saw towering mountains on the left, winding blue sea on the right, and the car was running smoothly on the national highway. It really felt special.

"But the place I want to go most is Shangri-La, but unfortunately I don't have time now."

"Shangri-La?"

Ye Xiaofeng said regretfully, "I haven't been there either. I want to go because of a song."

"a song?"

"Well, let me tell you?"

"it is good."

Ye Xiaofeng connected the phone to the car, found the song, and pressed play.

Immediately, the entire carriage was buried by the musical instrument accompaniment full of ethnic atmosphere. Feng Ce closed his eyes and listened carefully. When the brisk musical instrument stepped on the rhythm and began to enter the tune, a high-pitched and very magnetic male voice sang lyrically.

This song has a melodious style and bright lyrics. It can almost be said to be catchy. After listening to one part, you can hum the second part along with it.

This is the only song Ye Xiaofeng has ever liked, and it has not changed until now, but the reason he likes it is not only because of its popularity.

"I like this song."

While listening, Feng Ce asked, "There's a reason, isn't it?"

Ye Xiaofeng drove with one hand, and rested the other hand leisurely on the car window, "I like its melody...it is composed of pentatonic scales."

"A pentatonic scale?"

Ye Xiaofeng blinked narrowly at him, "It's Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu."

Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu.The oldest composition of musical notes in ancient China is also the five basic scales of ancient Chinese music. As soon as these five words were uttered, Feng Ce understood them immediately.

"Listen carefully. The pentatonic scale came out first in the prelude, and there are many interludes in it. It has always been used to lay the foundation."

Feng Ce closed his eyes. Sure enough, as Ye Xiaofeng said, every turning point has these five notes linking the previous and the following. Coupled with the support of several ancient musical instruments, the ancient Chinese style is vividly reflected.

"Does it sound good?" Ye Xiaofeng asked expectantly.

Feng Ce nodded, "It sounds good."

"Then I'll test you?"

"How to test?" Feng Ce became interested.

"How many ancient instruments can you recognize?"

Feng Ce lightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Play it again from the beginning."

Ye Xiaofeng pressed replay.

When the first pentatonic scale appeared, Feng Ce blurted out, "The violin."

"Then?"

"Then... the flute... the drum... the blonde?" When hearing the interlude, Feng Ce was attracted by its special melody, "This section is very unique."

Ye Xiaofeng explained to him, "This piece is Tibetan folk music, and the author added it after editing."

Feng Ce admired, "The finishing touch."

"So I really like this song...and you know Feng Ce?"

Ye Xiaofeng turned his head, stared at Feng Ce, and said with a smile, "Shangri-la is a Diqing Tibetan word, and it means..."

At the same time, the song comes to the chorus part, but it is also the most moving and memorable part of the whole song:

You are the sun and moon in my heart falling here

The journey is redundant just to meet you

How I wish to become the mud under your feet

At this moment, the uninhabited valley seems to hear that I love you

Feng Ce was deeply moved by the moving melody and emotional lyrics, and couldn't help asking, "What is it?"

"it mean……"

Ye Xiaofeng suddenly leaned over and kissed his ear lightly, "The sun and the moon in my heart."

The smooth lines of the Audi A6 gallop on the national highway at top speed. The continuous mountains and the winding lake are like two hands of heaven and earth, which are divided into left and right sides. As the speed continues to move forward, the magnificent mountains and rivers continue to retreat. The scenery farther and farther away in the mirror, listening to the melody full of national flavor circling in the ear... Until a long time later, Feng Ce will never forget the shock brought to him by all this at this moment.

I can't forget that once upon a time, someone told him in the rapidly passing sky that one day, he must take him to a place.

And that place has the most beautiful name, the most wonderful melody, and the most beautiful style...

He remembered that someone once said vowedly: "If you can only take one person to one favorite place in your life, then Feng Ce, I want to take you to Shangri-La."

"why."

"Because..."

He could even recall the whole expression and tone of this person at that time, and then just raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Because you are the sun and moon in my heart."