Yangshuo Old Street, the night fog is coming, the midsummer night is slightly cool, and there are more people under the hazy moonlight, and the crew of "The Sword of the Third Young Master" is urgently preparing for the start.

When everything was ready, the first thing that came was the crisp sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is like an endless heartfelt heartfelt and endless sadness. Its voice whines, such as resentment, such as crying, such as complaints, and the aftermath is lingering, endless. And the hazy fog seems to add a veil of mystery to this bleakness.

In front of the camera, Wang Zheng was dressed in black, wearing a black cloak, and his long hair was very free and easy, but his eyes were very cold, especially after the makeup artist sketched a few strands of black lines on his face, there was an unwillingness and killing intent invisibly.

As the camera progressed, the fog gradually dissipated, revealing a handsome boy in white, holding a folding fan, staring at Wang Zheng who was stepping in.

"Yan Daxia, in Xiaye Qingzhu, my young lady has been waiting for a long time. ”

Playing the biggest villain Tianzun in the play is Tang Zhenye, who has just become one of the five wireless tiger generals, facing Yan Shisan played by Wang Zheng without stage fright, and said the first line in a light but arrogant tone.

"There is wine. ”

Wang Zheng's tone was still so cold, without the slightest emotion. This is the characteristic he set for this role, the killer of the rivers and lakes should be ruthless, the killing work is clean and neat, there are thousands of heroes in the rivers and lakes, only the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa can attract his attention, and everything else is like floating clouds.

"It's all good wine, please!"

Tang Zhenye smiled evilly, showing the demonic spirit of this character, as the biggest evil force in the rivers and lakes, Tianzun, only by making people incomprehensible can the whole play have a big reversal, and the story technique of reversing the plot is also a common routine in ancient heroes.

The opening shot of Yangshuo Old Street ends here, and as the camera shifts, the highlight of the night begins immediately.

In the middle of the old street, a well-preserved, Ming and Qing Dynasty pavilion, was assembled with props to decorate a new look, in addition to the surrounding antique screens to set off the atmosphere, the pavilion is also separated by light yarn to show mystery.

"Yan Daxia, I originally prepared 100,000 taels of silver for Qualcomm and asked him to help me kill someone, but now that he is dead, who should I give this money to?"

Xiao Yin was like crying, accompanied by a cold female voice, Wang Zheng, who was sitting on the stone chair in the pavilion, put down the wine pot in his hand and followed the prestige, only to see Guan Zhilin dressed in a white silk costume and wearing a bead-colored hairpin, which was very sad on her face, but she couldn't hide her beauty.

Wang Zheng knew very well how beautiful Guan Zhilin's ancient costume was, but seeing it with his own eyes, it almost ruined his tense indifferent expression.

In order not to waste the film, Wang Zheng stabilized his mind, stared at Guan Zhilin's eyes, and said the lines that he had practiced for a long time in a more indifferent tone.

"Falling flowers are like smoke and dreams, sad and confused. Your eyes are like smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, so miserable, is your fate the same?"

The two are in love outside the play, and in the face of Wang Zheng's indifferent inquiries without the slightest emotion, Guan Zhilin is very easy to play, and after repeated rehearsals many times, with the help of Hu Weili's playing like crying Xiao Yin, she was able to slowly enter the state.

Guan Zhilin knew that this play was very important to Wang Zheng, in order to play this role well, she looked at the indifferent face that she was very familiar with but had never had, and said in a complaining tone as much as possible.

"This person and I were childhood sweethearts and grew up together, but on the day we got married, he abandoned me. I rejected all the famous children, just to wait for him, and in the end it was too painful, as long as I didn't let me wait anymore, I was willing to marry whomever I wanted. On the day of his wedding, he came again, snatched me away, and abandoned me again, this person is the third young master of Shenjian Villa in front of the Green Water Lake, under the Cuiyun Peak. ”

Perhaps thinking of the scene when Wang Zheng made himself sad and cried several times, Guan Zhilin's sad recounting was already red at the end. Perhaps thinking that there were still too many women lurking around Wang Zheng to fight for his position, Guan Zhilin's next tone was mixed with a lot of sourness and hatred.

"As a woman, I can bear to be abandoned, but as a daughter, I can't bear to have my family's reputation ruined in my own hands, and you help me kill him. ”

Guan Zhilin's interpretation can be said to be quite perfect, far beyond Wang Zheng's expectations, in order to cooperate with her, he hurriedly said the next line.

"The most touching thing about women is that they can be ruthless to the man they love, do you really want him to die?"

"At any cost. Guan Zhilin's words fell, and tears flashed in his reddened eyes.

"Are you willing to pay for your body?"

Seeing that Guan Zhilin was in a state of perfect performance, Wang Zheng hurriedly asked for the next line, but at this moment, the tears in her eyes burst out of her eyes, wasting this rare opportunity.

"Ka, Jiahui, tears can't overflow, what I need is a look of grief, not pain, OK?"

Seeing that a rare opportunity appeared NG, Wang Zheng's tone was very heavy.

After the words fell, the photographer Pan Hengsheng immediately ended the shooting, without wasting the slightest film, and the makeup assistant was busy touching up Guan Zhilin's makeup, but she pushed the makeup artist away and said angrily to Wang Zheng: "I'll just cry bitterly." After speaking, he hid his face and left, leaving Wang Zheng with a masked face and a group of unknown staff.

Guan Zhilin walked away in a bad mood, and the sound of crying flute behind the screen also stopped.

Seeing Hu Weili walking out from behind the screen, Wang Zheng, who was a little blindfolded, asked him suspiciously: "Master Hu, did I say the wrong thing? Even if the tone is a little heavier, it is because I am the director!"

Hu Weili put away the flute in his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not good at acting, but to say that Miss Guan left because of your heavy tone, I think it's unlikely, there should be another reason." ”

After Hu Weili finished speaking, he put the flute into the music box, his task for tonight was completed, and then he left the shooting scene, apparently in a hurry to tinker with the music synthesizer.

The heroine left in a bad mood, and the filming of this scene had to be stopped, Wang Zheng asked Pan Hengsheng and other staff to take a break, and he chased in the direction where Guan Zhilin had just left.

"Obviously, I like to attract the wind and the disc, but I also want to say that people are vinegar jars, and I dared to murder others just now, woo..."

There is a pond near the pavilion in the old street, the lotus leaves in the water have begun to show sharp corners, in a hazy mist is very beautiful, as soon as Wang Zheng approached the pond, he saw the white-clothed Guan Zhilin muttering on the bank of the pond.

"Jiahui, I was wrong! I shouldn't lose my temper with you, don't be angry, okay!" Wang Zheng gently hugged her waist and whispered an apology in her ear.

Guan Zhilin was startled at first and was about to resist, and then he gave up when he heard Wang Zheng's voice, but he couldn't get rid of his anger, and when he heard his sincere apology, he choked up very aggrievedly: "Who said that you can't feel sad emotions, so replace them with other emotions, in order to shoot this drama well, I think back to the past few times you made me sad to replace, but in the end you murdered me, woo..."

Wang Zheng was stunned after hearing this, turned her around, looked at her reddened eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Jiahui! It's all my fault, I promise there will be no next time!"

It is said that women are made of water, and they try their best to perform in front of their beloved, but in exchange for a blaming, no wonder Guan Zhilin will leave in anger, Wang Zheng, who learned the truth, is very ashamed.

Seeing Wang Zheng's repeated apologies, Guan Zhilin stopped choking and snuggled in his arms for a long time before returning to the set.