An unexpected snowfall came unexpectedly in early spring, covering the sky and the earth with a thin layer of white feathers.

The green plants that are evergreen by the roadside, the dead branches that want to sprout new buds, and the delicate flowers that have just bloomed are dotted with crumbling silver yarn.When the breeze blows, it falls to the black ground and instantly turns into a small puddle of wet traces.

A black commercial vehicle was galloping on the sparsely trafficked dual carriageway, the hot air from the exhaust pipe seemed to have a new fox's tail installed.

In the warm car, the air outlet continuously overflows with warm breeze, blowing over everyone in the car.

The driver held the steering wheel with both hands, put the soles of his feet lightly on the brakes, and proceeded carefully on the slippery road.

The young man sitting in the co-pilot was wearing jeans with a slim fit, with a pair of big eyes on slightly dark skin staring intently at the phone screen.A trumpet-shaped bell pendant hung on his mobile phone, and it shook rhythmically with the car moving forward, making small jingle bells.

"Bai Shao, it takes about an hour to drive to the film and television city." The driver read the route on the navigation map and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"What did you say?"

Sitting on the chair on the left side of the back row was a young man in a black sweater with a round face and a pair of round glasses on his nose.

He pushed the padded jacket in his hands towards him and sat up straight, frowning and looking straight into the rearview mirror.

"I said, what do you call me?"

The driver's eyes drifted away, and he immediately looked away from the eyes in the rearview mirror, and tightened his hands holding the steering wheel.

The change of the owner's sitting posture disrupted the shaking rhythm of the small bell, and the young man's index finger gently stuck it to the back of the phone.

"Director Bai, we'll have to go there for at least an hour now, and it's almost past lunch time, do you want something to eat just after getting off the plane?"

"Then eat something... what are you filming today?" On the seat on the right side of the back row, a man wearing a long white down jacket sat lazily.

The down jacket was as long as the instep, and the zipper was open. He lowered his head and covered half of his face in the collar, and the long hair that fell on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes.The black seat belt buckled obliquely in front of the body left a long tail, hanging on the side of the chair and shaking slightly as the car moved forward.

The young co-pilot opened the folder spread out on his lap.

"25 indoor games, the venue is rented until the day after tomorrow."

"Find a place nearby. We'll start working when we're full. Arranging to live so far away is to make us late reasonably?"

Director Bai sneered and looked at the slightly desolate snow scene outside the window, and couldn't help but read another sentence.

"Is this drama work of our company? Whether it is or not, anyway, I don't want to cooperate next time."

A hand stretched out from the sleeve of the down jacket, held it in mid-air, and softly shook two fingers towards the person next to it. The skin on the knuckles was too white, like a pair of finely carved ivory bamboo chopsticks .

"Director Bai calm down, these are trivial matters..."

***

In the suburbs of Beijing two hundred miles away, there is an ancient building complex covering a large area. The architectural styles almost include all dynasties, and the building types range from small courtyards to royal palaces.

Here you can find the glory that has disappeared in the long river of time that has been truly recorded in historical materials.

This is not a man-made scenic spot, nor a place of historical interest, but a film and television city called Wangdu, which has become a hot spot for various crews since its construction.

The ever-increasing costs did not stop the enthusiasm for reservations, and there were even scalpers who occupied seats in advance and resold them when they expired.

In order to make effective use of each scene, the management of the film and television city had to stipulate that each reservation should not exceed a maximum of three consecutive days.Even so, it still can't stop the rich and powerful film and television companies from booking venues in advance, and when they don't need to transfer them as favors, they won't lose money and earn praise.

A small crew with no background and no funds can only look at the scene and sigh.

On the west side of the film and television city, the dark gates of a small ancient courtyard near the entrance and exit are open. Three or four bowl-sized green trees are planted in the courtyard, and actors and staff in ancient or modern costumes pass by from time to time on the corridor.

Bursts of white mist continuously overflowed from a room with half-opened windows at the end of the corridor, along with the sound of unintelligible conversations.

The white walls and wooden floors in the room are about a dozen square meters, and a long line of hangers against the wall is covered with various men's ancient costumes.

In front of the four dressing tables with mirrors, only one man in a beige robe sat.

There was a palm-sized gap in his neckline, and there were two young men standing beside him, one was fanning non-stop while the other was holding a make-up palette and was painting his eyebrows.

"Let's finish the makeup, let's go and wait?" The makeup artist didn't stop, and the words in his mouth were full of discussion.

"What's the hurry? Why is this broken floor heating so hot? Are the windows open? Why is it still so hot?" The man opened his neckline a little while talking.

"The director will be back in a while, and he's not ready yet, isn't it suitable? The shooting time announced today is one o'clock." The makeup artist glanced at the short needle on the wall that had already passed the word [-], and his tone was anxious.

"Ah~" the makeup artist exclaimed, a black line was drawn along the brow bone to the cheek, he hurriedly grabbed a wet tissue and wiped it repeatedly, as the black marks faded, the color of the base makeup on his face also changed.

The man who was sitting grabbed the wet tissue and wiped it vigorously: "Why are you panicking? You came back when you came back. I called an ambulance that day. If you can come back so soon, you are still fine? What are you worried about? He is going to act We got it together."

The light wind blown by the fan made the thin cloth on the neckline shake slightly, and the person who was shaking the fan lowered his voice.

"I heard that two directors came this time..."

The man grabbed the wet towel and wiped his fair fingers carefully. After wiping all ten fingers one by one, he kneaded the wet towel in his hand and threw it on the dressing table with a chuckle.

"Two? He just came to twenty, so how should I shoot or not? When we talked about the contract, we were talking about the male lead, so that's it?? What's the difference between me and the second male lead in this role?? This matter can't be resolved. , no matter how you shoot this scene, the result will be the same..."

The door of the small courtyard is facing the official filming studio, and the staff sitting on the edge of the venue are leaning against the wall and taking a nap.

In the studio, there is an exquisite soft screen embroidered with flowers, birds, insects and fish. Behind the screen is a large carved bed with a soft tent, a round table carved with peony flowers on the side, and four embroidered piers of the same series.

On the far wall, both the washbasin stand and the dressing table are carved with floral decorations.

In the lounge which is separated from the studio, a young girl with a work card in front of her is lying in front of the window, holding the wooden window with her hand and staring at the courtyard door without blinking. Pass.

"People haven't come yet, wait until you go out, it's snowing and cold today."

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"Leaves Fall Without Trace [Criminal Investigation]"

An ordinary middle-aged man, Xie Mi, was airborne in the position of head of the criminal investigation team in Yilin City, which had been vacant for many years.

The young and energetic Gu Tian, ​​the second vice-captain of Wannian, was always at odds with his new boss, and followed him in a variety of tricks...

Every time there is a move, Xie Min resolves it from easy to difficult, and finally can't bear to do it...

Gu Tian fought more and more bravely, never tired of it...

A bag worth more than one million lifted the tip of the iceberg of crimes many years ago, and an invisible net shrouded the sky above this seaside city.

The two people who can't tell the difference, get closer and closer under this net, and work together to expel the darkness and protect the light.

In the fight between crime and evil, Xie Min gave orders, Gu Tian qualified as a police dog, and he ran wherever the leader pointed...

The little wolf dog Gu Tian, ​​who had been holding back for a long time, finally rebelled, bit Xie Min and never let go.

You are my beacon of faith, guiding me to maturity and growth.

I am your most loyal guard, protecting you forever.

All the pain is my courage to overcome obstacles for you.

Xie Min was attacked by X Gu Tian

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Ask for a pre-acquisition of "Unfinished Books and Stupid Acting Skills"

Qiu Di, who is good at repairing the plot of unfinished books, once again wore the book. This time he dressed quite aggrievedly. Not only did he mistake his name as Qiu Di, but he was about to become cannon fodder because the original owner had no brains.

When Qiu Di transmigrated, it was just in time for the original owner to use the housekeeping skills of a brainless dude: to select the most desirable high-quality veteran Gong through auditions.The top ten contestants who have just been determined are more handsome than the other, and more ruthless than the other in the future.No matter who the original owner marries, he can't get away from the plot of the original book: the family is ruined, people live on the streets, and are destitute!

Qiu Di ran away decisively and took away the weak and helpless Bai Rusu who was living on the street. This weak chicken who was not only paralyzed but also mentally retarded turned out to be the disabled little uncle of the protagonist Gong Bai Haoyuan.

The original book Bai Rusu: The secretive existence of the Bai family. After death, the car ticket house under his name was donated to his nephew, and he has a plot of less than [-] words.

Bai Rusu after meeting Qiu Di: Waking up every morning between sitting in a wheelchair and standing up, hesitating between restoring IQ and continuing to play dumb every night before going to bed.

Later, Qiu Di understood a truth: the more you pretend to be pitiful, the more evil you are...

The story deviates from the logic of the original book, and Qiu Di tries hard every day not to be OOC... until one day: the disabled uncle stood up!

Qiu Di: Your legs?

Bai Rusu: Here it is...

Qiu Di: Your IQ...

Bai Rusu: 180...

Qiu Di: Your acting skills...

Bai Rusu: Your acting skills are better...

False, mentally handicapped, black-bellied drama, fine attack X true, conscientiously repairing the plot

Book Background: Same-sex Marriage

1V1 Shuangjie, HE

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