The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 67
Mrs. Bai looked at her old and wicked husband. She, who was well versed in court affairs, couldn't understand what Sima Yi was going to do next.

Mrs. Bai, who was dressed in white clothes, walked slowly to the side of her now extremely strange partner, knelt down on the ground, grabbed Cheng Feng's scarlet gown at his knees, looked up with incredible eyes.

Slowly said: "Master! If it was twenty years ago, I would have tried my best to persuade you to give it a try!
But now, you are 72 years old, and Xia Houxuan has [-] troops in Chang'an!

Luoyang Shouchun is under the control of Cao Shuang!

You are undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg, if you insist on going your own way, I'm afraid this time, I..."

Before Mrs. Bai finished speaking, Cheng Feng's old voice came slowly.

"I've been doing it all my life! A knife in someone else's hand!"

"this time!"

With a cry, a long sword was pulled out by Cheng Feng, and the sword light was full of murderous intent.

An old, murderous, angry voice came.

"I'm the swordsman!"

"cut!"

After working overtime for several consecutive days, Sima Yi's drama finally entered the shooting of the last scene after half a year.

The weather in Wuxi Three Kingdoms Film and Television City has entered winter. The wet and cold weather makes many people feel shivering, but Cheng Feng, who has survived the summer and is dressed in ancient costumes, finally feels refreshed. Wearing ancient costumes during this season can keep you warm And comfortable.

Today's shooting is the last scene.

The location was chosen by a river. This place was where Sima Yi and Yang Xiu took the stage to defend the first scene.

Everything went back to the beginning, Cheng Feng stood by the river and entered the state.

At the order of the director, a carriage drove slowly by the river. Hou Ji, the old servant who had been with Sima Yi all his life, stopped the carriage suddenly, and Sima Yi pulled the curtain.

"Hoji..."

"Houji..." After several calls, Sima Yi seemed to understand that his most loyal servant left before him.

"Oh! That's right. I've been tired all my life. It's time for you to rest."

Then Cheng Feng got out of the car alone and walked to the river.

Cheng Feng slowly bent down, looking at his reflection by the river, his face was sallow, his eyes were dull and lifeless.

Obviously, at this moment, Sima Yi, played by Cheng Feng, is about to die, which is completely different from the demonic and old state of his Yi Cao Shuang tribe.

At this time, Sima Yi was really old and faint, and he no longer looked like a high-ranking person in the past, a generation of powerful officials.

He looked like an ordinary bad old man, dressed in white clothes, messy hair bun, and hunched over his body.

Holding the tortoise that he had raised all his life in his hand, he slowly squatted down and released it.

Because the scene was closed, the director Zhang Yu, who was in charge of the show with a wink, turned on the music and played it. This is a song sung by an immature little girl, without accompaniment, purely human voice.

Fifteen to join the army, eighty to return.

Dao is a native of the country, and there is someone in the family.

Cheng Feng heard the singing, squinted his cloudy eyes and shook his head to look across the river. On the side of the carriage, Hou Ji, an old servant who had been with him all his life, fell asleep leaning against the carriage.

With iron hooves clanging, the two sons, Sima Shi and Sima Zhao led the army, and then stood in the distance, staring at the old figure.

With the gentle breeze, Cheng Feng's skirts swayed, and Cheng Feng waved his hands at the wide sleeves.

The Wuqinxi is played slowly!
One is the bird: the blue bird goes to the blue sky. In the 13th year of Jian'an, after Cao Cao became the prime minister, he forced Sima Yi to be a literary master.

The second is the ape: Sima Yi has both sides, and assists Cao Pi as the prince's concubine, helping Cao Pi win the battle for the reserve position.

Sanyue Xiong: Zhuge Kongming, Sima Zhongda!Tsukatora Crouching Dragon, the fateful showdown has begun!Military and political power finally succeeded!
Four Days Deer: Gentle and harmless, stupid and old, forbearable, on the sick bed, waiting for the opportunity!
Wuyue Tiger: The tiger roars in the mountains, endures for a lifetime, the tomb tiger draws his sword out of its sheath, the Qing court, suppresses political enemies, coerces the emperor to command the princes, and controls the military and government of a country.

A set of five-animal drama is Sima Yi's life. After meditating, he sat by the river and slowly closed his eyes.

He muttered in his mouth: "No one in this world can take away..."

Sima Yi dies!

"cut!"

Wow!With thunderous applause, Cheng Feng slowly got up, and finally the filming of this 80-plus-episode TV series was completed.

After the wrap-up banquet, I'm going home to prepare for the New Year. When this drama is released, I'm afraid it will have to wait until next year.

First of all, Cheng Feng paid his personal income tax. After so long, he was afraid that he had forgotten about it, so he entrusted the finance department of Lotte Media to help him handle this matter.

In the end, more than 600 million yuan was handed over, plus the money for buying a house and a car for my parents, which was close to more than 800 million yuan.

There are only about 600 million left in my hands, and it is time to go home.

He hasn't been home for three years, it's time to go home and see his parents.

A few days later, in a snowy weather, in a fourth-tier city in China, a couple is busy preparing a good meal.

Old Cheng kept cutting the vegetables in his hands, his face was full of enthusiasm, and Cheng's mother was beating her hands, complaining in her mouth: "I said you are not reliable, the child is coming back, you can do it yourself Don't you know? Cooking is so unpalatable, and you have to rush to cook for our son!"

Old Cheng was disdainful when he heard the words, and then he said loudly: "That was before, I have nothing to do now, so I just study how to eat, just watch!"

"Okay, don't worry about it with you old guy, forget it, cook quickly."

Then a variety of dishes were served on the table. Mother Cheng tried a few mouthfuls, and she was pleasantly surprised, and said, "Hey! The taste is not bad. I think your skills have improved!"

Old Cheng curled his lips, dissatisfied: "What is progress, it's good in the first place."

"Then why did the food you cook so bad before?"

"Usually cooking is just to deal with it casually, but now it's different. Our son hasn't come home for so many years, so we can't cook properly."

Cheng's mother laughed, and then said: "This child is also the same. We are not allowed to pick him up, and we are asked to wait for him at home. Why is it here and not home yet? I am afraid he does not know the address of our new home!"

"Worry about it, our son bought the house, can he not know? Why worry, just wait!"

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Lao Cheng was about to get up, but Cheng's mother flew away from the dining table and opened the door impatiently.

Outside the door, a familiar voice came.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Mother Cheng was silent for a few seconds, looking at this familiar face, suddenly couldn't hide her excitement anymore, and hugged Cheng Feng.

Tears kept falling in his eyes, and he kept murmuring: "Xiaofeng...you really miss your mother!"

"Come and let mom see what you've become." He sobbed as he spoke, staring intently at his only son.

"I lost weight!" Mother Cheng kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, Lao Cheng said impatiently: "You are endless, why are you crying in front of the child, why don't you let him into the house quickly."

(End of this chapter)