Suddenly, he had doubts about his judgment just now, one in ten thousand, that is, Zhuo Hang thought he would be the lucky one? And a mature and wise person can't say such pompous things. Could it be that he looked away just now, in fact, Zhuo Hang is indeed like the outside world knows?

"You don't believe me?"

Putting down the cigarette butt in his hand, pressing it into the ashtray that he took out of the conference room and placed on the window edge, Zhuo Hang smiled gently and asked.

Bo Jinchen didn't speak, and returned Zhuo Hang with a polite smile, and this silent answer was undoubtedly a euphemistic expression of his acquiescence.

"This play will prove my judgment. ”

Looking at Bo Jinchen, Zhuo Hang's eyes were smiling, but more of it was his strong self-confidence.

Seeing this, Bo Jinchen couldn't help but touch his nose and asked in a low voice:

"Director Zhuo, do you say that to all the actors involved in your work?"

"Uh......"

Hearing Bo Jinchen's words, Zhuo Hang was stunned for half a second, and then smiled:

"It's funny, is this supposed to be a radical method? The next time I can't get an actor, I can try this, but at the moment, it's just you. ”

Zhuo Hang's laughter was very hearty, thinking that he really thought it was funny for Bo Jinchen to say this, but Bo Jinchen, who had just speculated about Zhuo Hang, was quite surprised.

Since entering the industry, he has met such a director for the first time, without any shelf and the sense of exclusivity that most directors have, and his reaction to the ridicule without kindness is not the anger and grievance after being misunderstood, not the shelf and the unmentioned, nor the good-natured smile.

Instead, I thought about its feasibility and enjoyed it. He seems to be more like a director than a director...... A thinker who thinks about life anytime and anywhere, and perhaps, thinks about life, thinks about humanity.

Come to think of it, if Zhuo Hang was a director with a strong sense of centralization, he probably wouldn't agree to co-direct his own works.

At Zhuo Hang's suggestion, Bo Jinchen, who had finished smoking, followed him into the conference room, where there were already 7 or 8 people seated.

"Bo Jinchen, long time no see, I'm glad to work with you again. ”

Seeing Bo Jinchen coming in with Zhuo Hang, a figure immediately spoke out and greeted.

"Ding Xiuyan?"

walked over and shook hands with Ding Xiuyan, and seeing that there was still a vacant seat next to him, Bo Jinchen immediately sat down.

This is the first meeting between the two since the filming of "Dajianghu", due to the earlier paralysis of Yang Hua and Bo Jinchen's bad situation at the time, he did not attend a series of promotional activities before the release of "Dajianghu", and later at the premiere, he and Ai Wei were both absent, and Ding Xiuyan has indeed not seen each other for a long time.

Just after learning that it was a remake of "Blood", Bo Jinchen had a guess whether Ding Xiuyan would participate, but after thinking about it, as the only survivor of Zhuo Hang's movie, it was actually possible for him to make any decision, so he didn't continue to think about it. I never thought that Ding Xiuyan was really here, not to mention it, this courage is admirable.

Probably because of the last time he cooperated with his brothers, Ding Xiuyan didn't care about Bo Jinchen sharing his limelight in "Dajianghu", and Bo Jinchen didn't have any objections to Ding Xiuyan.

"Well, I believe that the old version of "Blood", everyone has already seen it. Let me introduce, Bo Jinchen, the actor of Chen Yansheng in the new "Blood", Ding Xiuyan, the role is still Li Wenwen, Lin Xiaowei, Qiu Niang, Meng Mingzhe, Zheng Yue...... Speaking of which, most of them are the team members of "Big Jianghu", I hope Lao Qi won't think I'm digging his corner. ”

After the introduction, Wang Yaozu said with a smile.

Meng Mingzhe, is the actor of Xiu Ye in "Dajianghu", and is also known as "Little Changtian" by the outside world, I never thought that the original Changtian was ruined by "Blood", and now Meng Mingzhe, who is known as "Little Changtian", still has the courage to challenge Zhuo Hang's movie, although his role is not the core character throughout the beginning, but how to say, this is also Zhuo Hang's movie!

It's really a bit unexpected, if it weren't for Bo Jinchen's recent attention and topicality, which overshadowed the side, with Meng Mingzhe's participation in Zhuo Hang's movie this time, it would definitely inevitably be hotly discussed.

And Lin Xiaowei, this is a new actress!

is different from Luo Bing's on-the-spot arrest at that time, Lin Xiaowei's actress is completely real and does not mix a little water, and actually chose Zhuo Hang's movie...... Although the lineup this time can't be predicted to see what the result will be, the topic and the box office in the early stage are completely predictable.

"Next, let me introduce "Blood", first of all, let's talk about the "Blood" that everyone knows, in essence, it is not a finished product, on the contrary, its degree of completion is very low. Director Zhuo's original vision of "Scarlet" was to use it as an oriental male version of Sophie's choice......

When Chen Yansheng's father told him, "People, for a lifetime, life does not bring death or death, everything is empty, and there is only one thing that is serious - to live!", he made the first choice between himself and his father.

Later, Zheng Yue was captured, and Changtian's treatment was that he successfully returned to Wanfu Pass, while Zheng Yue was captured on the battlefield. But according to Director Zhuo's script, in fact, Chen Yansheng was present at this time, and it was he who personally sent Zheng Yue to the enemy and got his chance to survive.

Here, it was Changtian's first escape.

After that, it was discovered that he was hiding Qiu Niang privately, and Director Zhuo was designed by Chen Yansheng to wave a knife at Qiu Niang, taking Qiu Niang's death without proof of death, covering up his disobedience to the order to cover up.

But in the later interpretation, the result was what everyone knows, Chen Yansheng exchanged his death for Qiu Niang's unknown life and death. This is Changtian's second escape.

Personally, I guess his subconscious has mutated since then......"

Wang Yaozu introduced it very seriously, he extracted the content of his discussion with Zhuo Hang, and incorporated some of his personal opinions, thinking about it, the new "Blood" they will participate in in the future, there will probably be changes in the plot.

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Eastern Han Empire, Imperial Palace, Mountain and River Palace.

"Your Majesty, she has betrayed her promise with you. ”

With an elegant face, the minister in a purple robe said in a deep voice.

"I know. ”

Chu Mo, who was dressed in an imperial robe, sat behind the bookcase, put down the scroll in his hand, and said warmly.

"The first emperor was kind to his ministers, and he treated each other as the left minister, and he didn't want to ...... now. The old minister is incompetent......"

Chu Mo shook his head when he heard this, and in the year of his establishment, I wanted to turn the tide, but unfortunately, time was running out.

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!

"A few days ago, after watching the stars at night, the pavilion master of the Xingren Pavilion said to himself - seven kills, breaking the army, greedy wolf, three stars in the air, desperate! I don't want to, Chu Mo, who has no taboos, will also have a fateful one. ”

Chu Mo looked at Murong Xiang and smiled, his face was pale, everything was as usual.

Murong Xiang caught a glimpse of the smile on Chu Mo's face, and his heart suddenly burst out. His Majesty's smile is really cold! Perhaps, the coolness of early spring has not yet dissipated.

"Your Majesty's purple star life, there are no taboos. ”

Murong Xiangsheng echoed.

Seeing that when his father was on the throne, Murong Xiang, who led one of the three major dynasties, was in front of him at this moment, Chu Mo grinned, lifted the silver wine jug on the bookcase and poured it into his mouth. The eight white and pure teeth reflected the silver wine jug, and in Murong Xiang's eyes, it was extraordinarily permeable.

"Let's go down first. ”

"Whoa!"

Looking at Murong Xiang's figure bowing his head and retreating, Chu Mo's expression was clear, but his eyes were extremely complicated.

Don't blame me!

The imperial capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the city of the rising sun, the Zuo Xiangfu.

"Master, I'm home!"

On the corridor, the housekeeper saw Murong Xiang, hurriedly saluted, and bowed.

Nodding lightly, Murong Xiang said:

"Is my sister in the room?

When the housekeeper heard this, his face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't seem to be able to answer.

Seeing this, Murong Xiang sighed and said:

"I haven't eaten for ten, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it anymore at the ninth level. Let the kitchen bring the porridge that I ordered to stew in the morning to the study, and I will personally deliver it to her later. ”

"Got it, sir. ”

The butler nodded, and immediately turned to leave.

Entering the study, Murong Xiang was just seated. A red light suddenly appeared in front of him. A middle-aged man with a glowing red body held a blue sword pointed straight at his neck.

First, then eight!

Murong Xiang's pupils shrank, he, but the seventh level later, there was a first-level martial arts master who deliberately stabbed, but it was a big battle!

"You're here to kill me?"

With a slight bow, the middle-aged man did not say a word.

"You are His Majesty's man. ”

After staring at the middle-aged man in front of him for a long time, Murong Xiang closed his eyes and said lightly. This is not a question, it is clear that he has confirmed the identity of the person.

Looking at Murong Xiang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, the middle-aged man had a trace of unbearability in his eyes, and did not deny Murong Xiang's words.

"Can you do me a favor?"

Murong Xiang opened his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked calmly.

After a little hesitation, the middle-aged man finally spoke.

“。 ”

"I want to talk to my daughter. ”

Murong Xiang's originally calm face was faintly struggling, guilty, and helpless at this time...... And so on and so forth.

"Good. ”

Murong Xiang took a deep breath and stood up, leaning over to the bookcase. The left hand holds the sleeve, the right hand grinds the inkstone, and the ink is dizzy again and again. turned his back, took off the raw xuan from the bookshelf and spread it out, pressed the paperweight, smoked the white wolf with ink, brushed a few brushes, and completed it in one go.

Knock!

"Master, the porridge has been brought. ”

The butler knocked on the door.

"Before leaving the porridge at the door, you go down first!"

Click, click......

The housekeeper gradually left.

Raising his head and glancing at the middle-aged man whose gaze was condensed on the paper, Murong Xiang smiled gently, walked to the door, and opened the wooden door with force. The creaking sound was much louder than before.

"Father's ......"

The delicate and lovely woman like a porcelain doll opened the door, saw Murong Xiang, turned around and sat down in the room, silent.

"Jin'er, blame your father, don't be hungry, come, drink some porridge, and stew it in the kitchen specially ordered by your father before going out. ”

Murong Xiang held the tray, put the porridge and bowls on the table in the room one by one, and said gently.

Unable to stop Murong Xiang's actions, Murong Jin simply turned his head.

"It's good to come back safely, as for these things, I don't want to eat them. ”

"I know for my father, you are still blaming your father in your heart, but it's always bad not to eat, just eat a little, okay?

Murong Xiang sighed softly, then squeezed out a smile and coaxed gently.

Seeing his father's elegant and vicissitudes of life, it was the same as the care he had when he was a child, Murong Jin pursed his lips vigorously, and took the porridge that had been held in Murong Xiang's hand. Although she hates to admit it, she knows that she eats deliciously.

In a short time, the pot containing the porridge has also bottomed out.

"I'm done. ”

Murong Jin held his eyes that wanted to cry and said coldly.

Looking at her daughter's stubborn appearance, Murong Xiang smiled lovingly, and was about to speak at first, but was interrupted by Murong Jin. I saw her bite her lip, and a gloom flashed on her face, and then she forced herself to show herself:

"The empire is in trouble, and my father, as the left minister, naturally puts the country before the family. His Majesty is doomed to die, and his father's approach is right, marrying Prince Fu, and his daughter does not dare to complain. A few days ago, I was troubled, which made my father worried. Not in the future, if nothing else, my daughter wants to go for a walk in the garden. ”

"Let's go, let's go. ”

Murong Xiang stared at the bottom-out porridge pot and said slowly.

Hearing this, Murong Jin closed his eyes forcefully, turned around and left the room.

Looking at her daughter's figure walking away, Murong Xiang's mouth hung a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Don't dare to complain, so don't dare to complain! Emperor Xian, have you ever known that for the sake of this great Eastern Han Empire, I, Murong Xiang, even my most beloved daughter...... I can't keep it! I'm Murong Xiang! Really, I'm alone......

With a long sigh, Murong Xiang's face was full of tears.

A red light flashed with a blue light, and then vanished.

Eastern Han Empire, Imperial Palace, Zige.

"Do your best, and then die. ”

Chu Mo stared at the raw rice paper on the bookcase, his face expressionless.

"He's dead?"

The middle-aged man nodded, paused, and said in a loud voice:

"He's a loyal servant. ”

Playing with the wine cup in his hand, Chu Mo raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man:

"I know he's a loyal servant. ”

Then, word by word, he said:

"It's a pity that he's loyal, not me!"

The middle-aged man understood that he had just lost his words, and he didn't dare to anger the famous tyrant in front of him, so he was silent.

"Where's King Fu?"

Holding the wine cup, the clear wine in the glass is along the wall of the glass, little by little soaked in the ink on the paper.

"Dead too. ”

Hearing this, Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction, and the palace built for thousands of years outside the window, under the afternoon sun, there was an inexplicable feeling of gloom.

Standing by the window, Chu Mo lifted the wine jug, drank a whole pot, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said:

"Arrange for all the first-level warriors to escort my mother to Nanliang. ”

The middle-aged man's face was flat, and there was a trace of looseness and anxiety at this time:

"Then Your Majesty's side ......"

"I'm going, or I'm going to die. If they stay with me, they will give their lives in vain, so why bother? ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes were completely unbelievable, killing impermanence of the tyrant, when