Picked up a Huo Qubing [time travel]

In fact, it is not impossible to draw a few words randomly to fool it, but if it is recognized by the audience who understand Xiaozhuan, it will be extremely embarrassing, and director Liu who pursues perfection will definitely not agree.

How to do?

Yao Jin was so anxious that his nose was sweating slightly, his eyebrows were almost erected into a character horoscope, and he looked at his director innocently and blankly:

"Director Liu, look, are you here to write?"

Liu Zhengming's complexion was no better than his, and he glared at the unreliable prop master at the moment:

"If I can write, why am I in a hurry?!"

With a mournful face, Yao Jin asked for help to the crew members who had been watching for a long time:

"Who among you can write Xiaozhuan? Even if you can write a few words, it's fine?"

All the members also looked distressed, shaking their heads and saying: "Brother Yao, don't embarrass us. How could we do this?"

Liu Zhengming frowned sullenly and thought hard for a moment, and thought of a way:

"Write in simplified characters first, and then use Word to convert it into Xiaozhuan fonts. Just follow along. Do you have the original Chinese characters in the silk script?"

Yao Jin wanted to cry directly: "Director Liu, this silk book is just a prop, and it doesn't involve lines. It's just for the actors to hold it in their hands for a look. We won't specially prepare simplified Chinese translations..."

Liu Zhengming's complexion became darker and darker.He also knew that under normal circumstances, such props would not be specially used for translation.

Yao Jin was so anxious that the sweat on his forehead began to drip down in the shape of water droplets one by one.

Who will save me!

Let someone who can write Xiaozhuan!I knelt down and called him Grandpa!

Just when everyone was frowning, a low, magnetic and pleasant male voice sounded steadily:

"I can."

Yao Jin seemed to hear the voice of the savior, his eyes "swish", and Wa Liang threw him at him.

When Ke Litong heard that it was Huo Qubing's voice, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked towards him in surprise, her big beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

Li Xiangyang, who was anxious but helpless and furrowed his brows, glanced at Huo Qubing who was beside him in surprise.

It's strange, a person who can't even recognize and write many commonly used simplified Chinese characters can write Xiaozhuan?

Li Xiangyang curiously asked his special assistant next to him: "You can write Xiaozhuan? Are you sure?"

"En." Huo Qubing nodded slightly to Li Xiangyang.Then from behind the onlookers, he walked to Liu Zhengming and Yao Jin:

"Silk book, please show me a look."

Yao Jin immediately snatched the silk book from Liu Zhengming, and handed it to Huo Qubing with shaking hands.

His eyes were full of anticipation, and he looked eagerly at the young man in front of him who hardly chatted with them, and asked several questions in succession:

"How? Do you know each other? Can you write?"

Huo Qubing replied concisely and generously: "I know, I can write."

Yao Jin almost burst into tears on the spot, wishing he could hold him and kiss him.Liu Zhengming's and Li Xiangyang's gazes were firmly locked on Huo Qubing's face, and they both heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what he said.

This is really a savior from heaven!

After Huo Qubing finished reading the silk script, he raised his head and glanced at them, and said slowly, "But,"

Here again, here again!

This inexplicable sense of familiarity...

The people around raised their chests in one breath, and Li Xiangyang's eyeballs almost popped out.

He knew that Huo Qubing was always panting like this when he spoke, he was not in a hurry, but others were really going crazy.

"Stop!" Li Xiangyang hurriedly raised his hand to him, interrupting him: "Let me take a deep breath first."

After speaking, Li Xiangyang really took a deep breath, and then said to Huo Qubing with a sad and indignant expression of "Come on, I'm ready":

"Okay, you can talk now. Please speak quickly, at least once. Otherwise, my heart can't take it."

Dozens of onlookers in the crew, after being told by Li Xiangyang, imitated his example and began to take a deep breath, and then looked nervously at the handsome guy who gave them hope and said "but".

Seeing that everyone was so nervous, Huo Qubing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a rare smile to comfort them:

"I mean, this silk script should be written with a brush. I only have a pen, and the handwriting may be thinner than it is. Moreover, my handwriting must be different from it. Do you mind?"

Everyone: "..."

So that's the thing!We thought it was something!It's good to be able to write, who cares about the difference between the thickness of the handwriting and the handwriting! ! !

Yao Jin's legs were almost weakened by his "but", he never thought of such a detailed question.

Yao Jin took a deep breath to relieve his nervousness, and then patted Huo Qubing's shoulder weakly:

"Brother, we are very grateful if you can write. As for the handwriting and non-handwriting, please ignore it happily."

Huo Qubing nodded slightly: "Okay."

When everyone present heard his good voice, they breathed a sigh of relief as if they had taken a quick-acting heart-relief pill.

Yao Jin hurriedly greeted Huo Qubing:

"Come here, there are seats here. Can you write now? Or do you need a quiet environment? If you get nervous when people watch you, I will drive away all the onlookers."

After finishing speaking, Yao Jin pointed aggressively at the melon-eating team members in front of him.

Now the silk book is the largest.

Yao Jin is 33 years old. He is an uncle with rich social experience. He usually speaks quickly and is very funny. So he has become familiar with everyone in the crew. This time, he is not afraid of making them unhappy. How can he serve Huo Qubing? Being able to write quickly for him when he is comfortable is his top priority at the moment, and everything else is left aside.

Huo Qubing spoke like gold: "Yes."

Yao Jin was elated, he put the old silk book on the table as a reference for Huo Qubing, and then he went back to the room at a speed of [-] meters and took the blank silk book.

"Huh, huh, here, I'll pave it for you. Benefactor!" Yao Jin was out of breath for a while, panting heavily, and placed the blank silk sheet under the old silk book.

Huo Qubing took out a pen from his coat pocket, glanced at the old silk book, and put the pen down with concentration.

Everyone originally thought that he would read and write each character, but he might have to stop and think for a while about the lack of characters caused by those holes.

However, the scenario everyone expected did not happen.

After 1 minute, the mouths of the onlookers all became O-shaped.

Huo Qubing's handwriting is extremely smooth and fluent, with coherent strokes, powerful strokes, solemn and square fonts, yet crisp and straight.

After all, it is a military newspaper, so it cannot be too long.During the entire writing process, he stopped twice to read the contents of the silk script and guess the missing words.

Huo Qubing's copying was extremely fast, and his handwriting was neat, majestic and domineering, just like the proficiency and fluency of other members of the crew who usually write simplified characters.

When he finished writing, everyone was still in a still state of holding their breath and concentrating on watching.

Huo Qubing put the pen on the cap and made a slight "da" sound, which woke up the crew members who seemed to be dreaming.

Yao Jin came back to his senses the fastest, looking at Huo Qubing's brand new silk script that was about to glisten, he almost wept with joy:

"Fuck! Boss! Big brother! Did you always grow up writing Xiaozhuan?"

This shit... I'm so surprised!He remembered that when he went to the calligrapher of the old silk script to write this Xiaozhuan, he waited for the old gentleman for almost two hours!

This silent young man in front of him actually finished writing in less than 10 minutes?

Isn't he dreaming?

Yao Jin couldn't believe it, and unconsciously pinched the arm of a drama manager next to him, and successfully heard the loud and clear scream "Ah", and then he was sure that everything in front of him was real .

Huo Qubing looked at Yao Jin deeply, and did not answer his question, but said:

"The content of this silk book is very well written. Presumably, I have checked the historical materials, and it was not written randomly. That old gentleman has a heart."

When Yao Jin got the new silk book, he was happy with what Huo Qubing said, so he talked to him with a smile on his face:

"I see, I mean why did he keep me waiting for two hours!"

At this time, Li Xiangyang, who had been silent by the side, asked:

"Brother Yao, how is the new silk book written by my special assistant?"

Yao Jin finished the new silk book, not to mention how happy he was, and his IQ gradually returned.

Li Xiangyang asked such a simple question, and Yao Jin also knew that he was only asking himself whether Huo Qubing's handwriting was beautiful, not what was written on the silk script.

Yao Jin has been working for more than ten years anyway. He has participated in a lot of filming of costume movies and TV series, so he has seen a lot of them.

For example, when it comes to handwriting, Yao Jin really knows how to appreciate it, and he can tell how good it is.

He carefully unfolded the new silk book, carefully read the handwriting on it, and concluded confidently:

"Old Li, let me tell you this. The old silk book from the past can be seen to be written by a cultural person. The new one written by brother Huo reveals the strength and majesty of a warrior. Compared with the old silk books before, his one is more like a military newspaper written by soldiers!"

After hearing this, Liu Zhengming laughed happily.If the props he wanted, the military report, could really give people this feeling, then the props would be considered perfect.

It perfectly interprets the core of props: suitable for people and occasions.

"Well said!" Liu Zhengming happily slapped Yao Jin hard: "Remember to pay the money for the props to Brother Huo when the time comes, and give the calligrapher whatever the price is, just give Brother Huo as much as you want. No less points."

Yao Jin laughed so hard that his eyes almost disappeared, and happily replied: "No problem, Director Liu has the final say."

Li Xiangyang stood aside and listened to their conversation, he didn't feel how happy he was now, but his heart sank when Yao Jin commented on Huo Qubing's words.

However, at this time, no one noticed that Li Xiangyang's expression was not right.After the re-production of the props was completed, everyone saw the finished product and listened to the evaluation of the props master. Only then did they let go of their concerns and became interested in chatting.

Liu Zhengming looked at Huo Qubing and joked with him admiringly:

"Young man, you can do it. You are good at riding and archery, and you can also write a beautiful seal script. Even if you don't become Li Dong's assistant in the future, you can support yourself with your seal script."

Ke Litong also smiled sweetly at the side, looking at the man she likes with clear eyes:

"Coach Huo, how much housekeeping skills do you have? Thanks for working for Mr. Li, why don't you open a calligraphy workshop yourself."

"That's right, brother, I really didn't know you had such a skill! You really know how to hide!" Guo Lang laughed and pushed Huo Qubing's shoulder.

"You want to learn? I can teach you for free." Huo Qubing had a good personal relationship with Guo Lang. In his heart, Guo Lang was his first friend since rebirth, so it was rare for him to joke with him.

When the crew members saw this handsome guy who was usually cold, he was joking with Guo Lang at this moment, and the subtle wariness caused by his indifference in their hearts before dissipated a lot.

The problem was solved, and everyone's mood became clear again.

There was only one person, looking at the young man with a relaxed expression at this time, he gradually frowned.

That is the current boss of Huo Qubing - Li Xiangyang.

According to the personal resume of Huo Qubing submitted to him by the secretary before, this is a young man who grew up in the countryside and worked as a security guard as soon as he entered the society. He has never set foot outside the area where he was born. Not long after he injured his head while riding a horse, after his body recovered, he turned into a great marksman. Moreover, he can recognize and write simplified Chinese characters fluently and vigorously. Xiaozhuan?

Why is the background information on the resume so inconsistent with the actual person in front of me?

Is there something wrong?

Li Xiangyang walked to the gate of the hotel silently, left the crew members who were chatting lively, leaned against the door frame, and silently lit a cigarette.

Looking at the endless yellow sand in the distance, he gradually narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, Li Xiangyang felt that something was wrong.

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