(Thank you Brother Beidou, Brother An Chao, Brother Xuji for the reward, thank you for the reward of '++ Music Perception ++', thank you for your support.) ）

"Oh hehe!"

"Beautiful prairie, my home ......"

After the filming of this big battle, a few close-up shots were added, and the grassland scene was over. After the shooting, the 10,000 soldiers did not leave immediately, they were angry with the bonfire, and everyone had a big party together.

This is Wu Xiang's idea, no matter how you say it, you have to let the soldiers be happy and treat others.

The unique cauldron of the grassland stewed whole sheep, this delicacy is not cheap, and some people even complained in later generations that this is a big pit for grassland tourism, and many people have fallen into it.

But now, Wu Xiang is very generous, everyone can make it!

Happy, happy, all the hard work of so many days has paid off, and everyone is in a state of excitement

"Come on, come on, let's do one!"

"Come on, all raise your glass!"

"Come on!" and then came the knock knock.

The crew and the troops are all confused, everyone is very happy, there are those who can dance, they will perform directly, there are many Mongolians, so there are many people who can sing and dance.

Brother Xiao Ming, Huang Yangbo, Deng Wei, etc., these people have already become one, young people, there are many common languages.

At this time, Wu Xiang was thinking about things and reminding everyone.

"Don't litter, this is our beautiful prairie, don't get dirty. ”

Don't say it, Wu Xiang really has a bit of an environmental protection concept in his heart. But he didn't just think about this, he was thinking more about the problems that occurred in this shooting.

The first thing in front of me is the problem of props. In terms of props, we do have some gaps in China. As far as the film academy is concerned, she doesn't have a special major to cultivate talents in this area, that is to say, those who do this are all halfway monks, and most of them are originally engaged in art.

This is prone to a problem, that is, they are not familiar with history, and they are not very rigorous. This can't be helped, now there is a lot of domestic film and television dramas, and many times it can't be so rigorous, just like when I was the editor of an anti-Japanese drama, I saw all kinds of wonders.

M3 and Stern submachine guns don't know, 56 type devils, these are nothing, Wu Xiang has seen the 'Japanese army' dispatched a big 59 with five wheels, Wu Xiang shouted in his heart at the time, the 59 on the opposite side is going down the mountain!

"Cultivate a few professional props talents, why don't you just play bigger and set up a professional props company?" Wu Xiang couldn't help but have such an idea, he was really troubled by props in this play.

"Brother Xiangzi, what do you want?" At this time, Zhang Jingchu came over to chat with Wu Xiang with a bowl of mare's milk wine.

"Oh, didn't think much of it. "This idea of starting a company, naturally there is no need to say it to Zhang Jingchu.

"I don't believe it. Zhang Jingchu was under the reflection of the bonfire at this time, her little face was slightly red, as if she had drunk too much wine, quite playful.

If you want to say that you see a beauty under this lamp, it's nothing more than that, but Wu Xiang didn't know what Lu Dao thought of Hai Qing at this time, if Hai Qing knew that she was in such a beautiful place and made such a grand movie, she would definitely regret it.

Wu Xiang thought about it, and inadvertently showed a smile.

"Giggle......" Zhang Jingchu smiled, her smile was so sweet that she could make any man in the world intoxicated. "Brother Xiangzi, don't you know how to sing? You should go up and sing on this occasion, I want to hear it." ”

"Singing?" Wu Xiang thought in his heart, isn't this revealing his own shortcomings? What is my singing level, I know myself, "If I don't sing, I actually sing very hard." ”

"Who said that?" Zhang Jingchu pouted, "You can help others write songs, that Wang Feng said that you are a genius." ”

"Writing songs is writing songs, and I'm really not good at this level. "Wu Xiang was modest, there are too many people who can sing and dance in this place, and his style is not close to this grassland.

"Then you write one. Zhang Jingchu said with a smile, as if she was joking, but it didn't seem to be.

"Huh?" As soon as Wu Xiang heard this song, he didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and he suddenly remembered a song in his heart.

"The end of the world is my love

Flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills

What kind of rhythm is the most swaying and the most

What kind of singing is the most cheerful

The crooked river came from heaven

Flowing to the sea of purple and red......"

"It's a big groove!" Wu Xiang hurriedly dispelled the song in his head, this can't be copied, this song is too popular, it really can't be copied.

"No, no, no......" Wu Xiang said countless nos, "I can't write, really, it's all nonsense, nonsense, my music cells, in fact, are all necrotic." ”

"......" Zhang Jingchu's face was unbelieving, she seemed to be a little angry, she pouted and said, "Is it that Sister Xiaohai asked you to write, and you will write?"

"Xiaohai?" Wu Xiang immediately understood what Zhang Jingchu said, but this must not be admitted, "How is it possible! Did you listen to their nonsense? I originally wanted to let Haiqing's girl know the Tao and know the Tao, there are people outside this person, there is a sky outside the sky, and I am also a good ...... in addition to violence."

It's an egg, it's not okay!

"......" Zhang Jingchu's eyes were staring at Wu Xiang, which meant something like, 'Can't you tell the truth?'

"......" Wu Xiang couldn't go on, he didn't know what Lu Dao was about. It stands to reason that he fooled others as if he was playing, how many times he had fooled along the way, but now, he couldn't fool anymore.

"Giggle......" Suddenly, Zhang Jingchu smiled, and the smile was so charming, so naughty, and so good-looking.

"Brother Xiangzi, you big idiot, you must have liked Sister Xiaohai at the time, giggles, only if you like her will you want to attract her attention, right, giggles......"

How can Wu Xiang admit it?

"You're all listening to other people's nonsense, really, it's all nonsense. Huang Hongbo, right? It's him, right? This girl doesn't want me to be better, I was just a fierce brain, besides, that song, in fact, it's in my heart for a long time, if you don't believe it, just ask Huang Hongbo, I don't even know the staff, can I write this thing in such a short time?"

Wu Xiang is about to swear, he doesn't know what he is doing in his heart now, he just can't see Zhang Jingchu like this, no matter what he says, he can't admit that he likes Haiqing.

"Giggle...... Zhang Jingchu's smile is still so good-looking, "I believe it! Of course I believe it, giggle......"

I don't know what Lu Dao is about, Wu Xiang was cautious when he heard it.

"Hey, hey, hey......" There were more and more people dancing around the bonfire, and Huang Yubo and Brother Xiao Ming all joined in.

"Come and dance!" someone shouted at Wu Xiang.

"Hey, okay!" Zhang Jingchu grabbed Wu Xiang's hand, "Brother Xiangzi, let's dance!"

"I, I won't. "Wu Xiang, this is absolutely the truth, this is Mongolia, it belongs to the national dance, how can he.

"No matter! Get up for me!" Zhang Jingchu lost her temper and pulled Wu Xiang up with all her might.

Wu Xiang is one meter eight seven, if he doesn't want to get up, Zhang Jingchu can't pull him up no matter what, but he can't help but get up.

"Dance, dance, oh hahaha......"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Happy, happy, this is what everyone looks like at this time, including Zhang Jingchu......