The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 124 The Stuck Little Fairy
In the woods,
Pan Yueming, who was a little messed up, bowed and asked, "Thank you senior for saving me. I don't know who senior is, but please tell me."

Although his face was respectful, his lowered eyes were guarded.

Chen Daomin, who was dressed in a black robe, glanced at Pan Yueming sideways, with a mocking sneer from the corner of his mouth: "You don't know who I am?"

The hesitation in Pan Yueming's eyes became heavier, he gritted his teeth, and bowed lower: "This junior really doesn't know who senior is, so please ask for instructions!"

Chen Daomin looked him up and down with great interest, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger:

"The Confucian school discovered confusion and named it Zhongyong;"

"Momen discovered confusion and named it Feigong;"

"Buddhas discovered confusion and named it self-forgetfulness;"

"Your Daomen discovered confusion and named it Xiaoyao;"

"Hey~! It's the most difficult thing to be confused about everything in the world. If you ask too much detail about some things, it will be boring;"

"And there are some things...it's even more boring to ask about it when you know it clearly..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Daomin leisurely adjusted the edge of his robe, and started to leave with a leisurely pace, saying as he walked:
"You Qingyun Sect, everything is too clear and boring;"

"It's just a kid like you who pretends to be confused, but suddenly becomes interesting..."

"CUT!"

Yang Zhu frowned, and before he could say anything, Chen Daomin ran over first: "Director Yang, here's another one, just now I unconsciously brought on my old habits."

Yang Zhu nodded: "Well, Mr. Chen, remember, you are the king of ghosts now, and your tone of voice and small movements are mainly capable and sharp. Don't bring that chic feeling of idle clouds and wild cranes."

Chen Daomin nodded and responded;
This kid is simply a tyrant on the set. His temper has become more and more bad these days. He even dared to show his face with an old man like himself. Yesterday, even a little girl like Liu Feifei was scolded and cried. He is simply not human!
But there is no way, as an actor, he is naturally shorter than a director on the set, and as an actor, he did not perform well, and when he was scolded and scorned, no one could come up with half a reason.

Hey...it looks like everyone is going to have to drink fat house water again. Chen Daomin sighed and ran back to the camera a little dejectedly, preparing to shoot again.

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Yang Zhu sat behind the camera, quite annoyed;
The filming went very smoothly at the beginning, all the actors performed very well, I almost thought that the filming could be finished within one and a half months;
Who would have expected that halfway through the plot, the young apprentice, the female lead, would get stuck;

And the reason for the jam also made him very speechless, it turned out that she looked at Pan Yueming with no admiration or appreciation;
Now let Yang Zhu scratch his head. The emotional line between Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan is an important part of the movie. It is different from those plots that waste film to shoot the male and female protagonists. of;
Once the performance cannot be performed, the audience will feel particularly awkward when they see the back.

But for this, he has no good solution at the moment, you can explain it, the eye movement is there, but the expression is completely wrong;
You say let her realize it by herself, this girl's feelings for men and women are like a blank sheet of paper, and she hasn't even read two romance novels;
Tell me, I've scolded and cried her several times in the past two days, but it's still useless;

Hey... I can't let her just find someone to fall in love with now, right?

Not to mention whether the time is too late, even if there is time, it is estimated that Liu Ma will be chased and killed by Liu Ma with a kitchen knife for eight thousand miles afterwards.

"Huh..." Yang Zhu had a severe headache, leaning on the back of the director's chair and rubbing his temples vigorously.

"BOSS... don't be upset." Little White Rabbit specially brought a bottle of iced oolong tea over, hoping that this bottle of drink that had been chilled all night would relieve his worries.

Yang Zhu took the oolong tea and drank half of the bottle in one go, before he managed to suppress the anger in his heart.

Taking a quick look: "Where's that little girl? Why, don't you dare to appear on the set?"

Little White Rabbit rolled his eyes in his heart, with your fiery temper, how could he have the guts to appear in front of you if he scolded and cried three times in two days?It is estimated that my hands and feet will tremble when I hear your voice now.

Thinking about it now: "Why don't I temporarily suppress today's play and talk to her about how to act?"

Yang Zhu snorted: "I've done so much preparatory work, why don't you act if you don't want to act?"

The little white rabbit didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Yang Zhu took two deep breaths: "Forget it, the delay is the delay, who let her be the female lead?"

"I'll give you one day. If she doesn't make any progress tomorrow, you two will settle together!"

The little white rabbit opened his mouth, wanting to cry but no tears, why did this involve himself again?
Let that little fairy with a blank sheet of paper show a tender and affectionate expression, it's almost as difficult as going to heaven, isn't it?
But after thinking about it, I am also Liu Feifei's de facto mistress, and the explosive man is just such an apprentice, so I can't justify not caring about him;

As for the continual pursuit of responsibility...let's resign ourselves to fate!

With a sigh, the little white rabbit looked like he was going to die, and then passed away...

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the next day,
Yang Zhu looked dissatisfiedly at Liu Feifei who looked like a little quail in front of her: "The show hasn't started yet, why are you nervous?"

The little fairy trembled, and looked at her master tremblingly: "Yes... I'm sorry!"

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Yang Zhu helped her forehead,
After a while, he managed to squeeze out a smile: "Feifei, don't be nervous, as long as you act normally, master won't scold you, okay?"

The little fairy's face was pale: "Okay...Okay."

But I said in my heart: Master, you said the same thing the day before yesterday...

After a full 10 minutes, Liu Feifei finally got her emotions under control.

Yang Zhu picked up the loudspeaker: "Every department is ready!"

""Zhu Xian" Scene 61, Shot 6, Shot 13, ACTION!"

in the cave,
Pan Yueming's face was a little black, and panting heavily, he dug out a snake gall from the thick prop snake body;
After a little hesitation, he threw it to Liu Feifei, who was a little sluggish beside him.

Liu Feifei looked at the snake gall in front of her, and raised her slightly blue face. Although her expression was calm, there was unconcealable surprise in her eyes: "Why did you give it to me?"

Pan Yueming smiled with difficulty: "You are my junior sister."

Liu Feifei looked at him seriously: "But my cultivation base is higher than yours, and I can last two hours, but you..."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said it: "You can only last for a quarter of an hour at most."

Pan Yueming grinned, and didn't continue to discuss this topic, but just urged: "Eat it, the freshly dug snake gall has the best detoxification effect."

Liu Feifei looked at him, with an incomprehensible expression on her face: "But I ate it, you may never be able to wait for the second snake's gallbladder."

Pan Yueming turned sideways with some difficulty, panting slightly: "I don't think there is a second lyre snake in this grotto;"

Liu Feifei's complexion changed, and the puzzlement in her eyes became more intense: "Then you still give me the snake gall?"

"The master said that there is a great fear between life and death. Are you... not afraid of death?"

Pan Yueming looked at her with some amusement: "You...you come and go all day long, don't you have your own ideas?"

Liu Feifei remained silent, but a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes;
Seeing this, Pan Yueming stopped discussing this topic: "I... am naturally afraid of death;"

"But after I thought about it, I was an unfortunate person since I was a child. My parents and the whole village were killed, but I didn't even know who the murderer was;"

"After entering Qingyunmen, finally there was a senior sister who pitied me and loved me, but she fell in love with others;"

"In the eyes of senior sister, I'm just a little brother who follows her buttocks and needs her protection,"

"In the eyes of my teacher, I'm just a naughty boy who likes to get into trouble and needs her help to clean up my tail all day long;"

"In Master's eyes, I'm just a hopeless disciple who has been in the school for ten years, but still only cares about the mind-boggling period;"

"In the eyes of Shimen, I'm just a burden that exchanged hundreds of lives for a chance..."

"From a public point of view, my strength is low, just because the senior master of the sect has no choice but to take in a young disciple under the sect because of guilt; it is far less useful to the sect than you, a beautiful girl who comes out once in a thousand years;"

"Privately speaking, you have a master who loves you, and many senior sisters who love you;"

"And I... like a speck of dust in the corner, I have long since left nothing to worry about in this world. Even if I go, no one will notice;"

"No, maybe senior sister will suddenly remember that there is such a worthless brother in a few years..."

Speaking of this, although Pan Yueming was smiling, his face was full of self-pity and sadness. Only when he mentioned his senior sister would there be a trace of tenderness on his face.

Liu Feifei stared at him blankly, a trace of pity gradually appeared in her eyes, and this pity gradually evolved into a trace of tenderness,
After a while, she said with some difficulty: "No, there is another person in this world who will care about you after all..."

She looked up at Pan Yueming, the look in her eyes...

Hmm... well, she's always been gentle as if caring for the handicapped.

"Director, can you stop?" Pan Yueming raised his hand uncertainly;

The little fairy on the opposite side had long since been unable to perform below, her facial features were wrinkled together, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"CUT!"

Yang Zhu collapsed helplessly on the director's chair.

"Master...Master, I'm sorry, I still haven't performed." The little fairy walked carefully to Yang Zhu's side, her voice trembling.

Yang Zhu looked at her pale face, shook his hands helplessly, and continued to slump on the chair.

"Master, why don't you... why don't you scold me?" The little fairy burst into tears when she saw Yang Zhu's mournful look.

"I'm not scolding you, it's not your fault." Yang Zhu comforted weakly.

The entire set was silent, no one dared to speak, everyone just waited there, not even daring to breathe loudly;
Just kidding, my own director doesn't even want to scold. This is completely the sign of an ultimate eruption. At this juncture, who dares to rush to the crater?
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For a full half an hour, Yang Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked for a piece of paper to write and draw on, and he stopped to think hard from time to time, as if he wanted to dig out those words from the depths of his memory.

All the staff members breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their director like this. It seems that there is a solution.

Seeing this, the little fairy finally let go of her worries. Master must have found some good solution if he is like this?

The little fairy, who had always had a lot of confidence in her master, was a little curious, and walked over to see what was written on that piece of paper;
Yang Zhu hid the paper behind his back with a whoosh: "You can't read it now, it won't work."

Liu Feifei let out an oh, half understanding, but she became even more curious in her heart.

Yang Zhu called a few assistant directors and technicians from Longfei Magic Works, chatted for a long time, and then dispersed;
The staff began to build something in front of the green screen;
The makeup artist came over to change and put on makeup for Yang Zhu, and another makeup artist came over to remake Liu Feifei;
It took a full hour and a half before the scenery was completed;

Liu Feifei looked carefully, as if it was a stone step leading to a higher place, but nothing else could be seen;

Yang Zhu, who was wearing a somewhat tattered Taoist robe, waved to Liu Feifei to come over;

"Feifei, in order for you to get into the scene, I added another part of the scene,"

"Well... it was added at the end, I'll play with you;"

"Remember, you will walk the stone steps with me in a while, and you will stare at me with the attitude of escorting the devil, and then keep your right hand from your sword;"

"Remember, from the moment you step on the third stone step, you must turn your back to the camera, so as not to be photographed of your face, do you hear me?"

Little Fairy was at a loss, but she agreed anyway, and became more and more curious in her heart, could such a simple play solve her problem?
At this time, a staff member came over and put two pieces of colored contact lenses into Yang Zhu's eyes,
In an instant, Yang Zhu's eyes turned blood red full of murderous intent and demonic nature. He looked in the mirror and found that the black pupil in the middle was not affected. Yang Zhu nodded;
After indicating to Zhang Lin to sit on the director's chair again, Yang Zhu closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then made an OK gesture;
""Zhu Xian", the ending extra scene, the first scene, ACTION!"

As the field reporter played the board, Yang Zhu's aura changed accordingly,
He bowed slightly forward, the muscles on his body tensed and trembling, like a ferocious beast that would prey on anyone at any time;
The muscles on the face continued to spasm slightly, but they recovered instantly, and repeated again and again, as if they were locking the devil in their hearts with great perseverance;
The red eyes, the pupils shrinking constantly, let out the murderous aura, like a madman; and then quickly returned to normal, revealing a trace of sadness and relief...

He seems to have exhausted all his strength, struggling to step on the first "stone ladder";
Turning his head and glanced at Liu Feifei, who was facing an enemy beside him, the madness in Yang Zhu's eyes lessened a little, and returned to his normal look, with a little more nostalgia;

As he stepped into the second step, the time of Yang Zhu's madness gradually decreased, while the time to return to normal gradually increased;

Looking at Liu Feifei again, there was a lot of tenderness on her face, but her eyes were in a daze, as if floating into another world;
When stepping into the third step, Yang Zhu suddenly spoke, and read a poem in a desolate and nostalgic tone...

3 minutes later;

The little fairy came down in a daze, her little face was blushing;

The people watching from the sidelines also had shortness of breath, unable to regain their senses for a long time;
After a long while, Lin Tu was the first to come back to his senses, and turned his head to look at the little fairy with a trace of spring water in it, who secretly glanced at his master from time to time,
Then he looked at the embarrassing official Yang, who was ignorant of his apprentice's peeping eyes,

Anxiety came to mind,
Probably, no way...

PS: Hmm... guess which poem this poem is?I was amazed at the time.

(End of this chapter)