On November 28, three days before the official release of the movie, the crew of "Shengshi" held a premiere in S City.

Unlike the official release, the premiere is aimed at a specific group of people and admission is ticketed. On the Internet, the ticket price for the premiere of "Shengshi" has been three times the original price, which discourages ordinary audiences.

Compared to those fans who want to get close to their idols but can't, reporters don't have to think about this, they receive tickets for the premiere early, and wait for the designated place in the theater on time, set up the camera and other guys, and wait for the protagonist of this interview.

At seven o'clock, the creators of "Shengshi" appeared on the stage in the flashing exposure lights.

The eyes of the reporters swept over the faces of the people on the stage one by one: Director Yang, Ruan Butterfly, Bai Li, Lan Xi......

…… There is no Zhou Qi who was in full swing before.

There are rules in the industry, the protagonists participate in the premieres of important cities, and those remote second-tier roles are mostly handed over to the supporting roles to run, with Zhou Qi's role, it is reasonable that he did not appear today.

It's just that when I recall the remarks on the Internet that the crew wants to praise Zhou Qi, I only feel that I ...... It's a little embarrassing.

Zhou Qi's true weight in the crew is clear at a glance, and no one is willing to touch this mold for him, just at this time, the host on the stage finished reading the opening speech, Director Yang spoke, and it came to the reporter's free question session.

Instantly put aside the thoughts about Zhou Qi in their hearts, and the reporters were shocked, and subconsciously straightened their waists.

"That's right, that's you." The host picked the most kind one among the reporters who raised their hands in a crowd.

The reporter who was asked a question looked happy, stood up and took the microphone handed over, "I want to ask Mr. Lancy, how do you define the relationship between yourself and Mr. Bai." ”

The hostess's smile froze on her face.

Off the stage, the camera is aligned with Lancy on the stage. Today, he is dressed in a dark blue striped casual suit, his ankles are schemingly exposed, and the black onyx cufflinks are flashing, and wherever he stands, he is a living luminous body.

"In the movie, I was his teenage years." Lancey took the microphone in a funny way, and did not mention anything other than the movie.

Bai Li turned sideways and gave Lancey an appreciative look covertly.

The reporter wanted to ask more, but was interrupted by the host's lady and called the next one.

Who knew that this one stood up and continued to ask persistently: "Mr. Lancy, do you really know the magic dragon in "Brother Ben" in reality?" ”

"I don't know." Lan Xi smiled, but his answer was categorical, he only knew Xuanmo, not any demon dragon.

"Please follow our movie, okay?" Seeing the third reporter stand up and look at him eagerly, Lanxi's forehead jumped and he greeted him in advance.

The reporter choked, and there was a little more sadness and indignation in his eyes - why are they here to ask this?

Do you really think they gossip? It's not for the audience to want to know!

Taking a deep breath, the reporter's head was running rapidly, his eyes glanced at Ruan Butterfly beside Lan Xi, and then thought of a rumor in the industry, and he had a plan. He froze and held the microphone: "May I ask Miss Ruan, what do you think of Mr. Lancey's role in the play?" ”

Ruan Butterfly was stunned, raised her eyebrows, and took the microphone: "I...... Nothing. ”

The reporters in the audience were like vultures smelling carrion, their eyes blazing.

Seeing that her words had aroused the attention of the readers in the audience, Ruan Butterfly smiled proudly and slowly picked up: "I can only say that the concubine is a few years younger, and it would be good to know her husband earlier." ”

After that, he glared at Bai Li with disgust.

Bai Li looked helpless: "I know that you are jealous of my good relationship with my uncle." ”

Only then did the stunned reporters react, Lanxi and Bai Li played the protagonist's juvenile and middle-aged years, Ruan Butterfly said that he hoped that he was a few years younger, didn't he just want to cooperate with Lanxi?

Wait, what about the good Ruan Ying Empress and Lan Ximian who don't agree with each other?

The scheduled questioning time was not long, and coupled with the interruption in the middle, the questioning session ended in the reluctant gaze of the reporters. Under the guidance of the staff, the guests entered the screening hall and waited for the premiere of "The Prosperous Age".

The beginning of the film is not long, and the familiar radio and television dragon logo, the logo of the distributor, and the name of the main creator flashed on the screen, and then, as soon as the picture turned, with a clear and distant sound, the light gradually brightened.

Surrounded by green mountains in the distance, the waves of the lake are rippling nearby, the boatman is holding a bamboo raft, slowly sailing from a distance, on the bamboo raft, there is a young man dressed in white, his posture is raised, slender as a bamboo.

"Damn, this is ...... Lancey? ”

The camera zoomed in, the young man raised his head, and his smiling eyes instantly appeared on the big screen, his gaze was slightly condensed, looking at the green mountains and green waters in front of him, as if he was immersed in the wonderful sound of Xiao.

"Good song."

The boatman took a hat and held an oar made of green bamboo, and said with a smile: "Why don't Lang Jun make peace with poetry?" ”

The young man in white smiled slightly, didn't say much, with a bit of mystery in his eyes, at this time, the bamboo raft docked, and someone in the lakeside pavilion greeted him warmly: "Taibai, let's wait!" ”

Brushing the willow branches full of spring, the young man climbed the steps, went to the pavilion, held the pen, and waved the ink:

"After the rain, the smoke is green, and the sunshine is scattered on a sunny day. The east wind returns with the spring, sending flowers on my branches.

When the flowers fall, it is twilight, and it is amazing to see this. I am willing to travel to the famous mountain and learn to fly Dansha. ”

The companions were surprised, and couldn't help but pick up the poem and read it, and the voice was loud, just like the sound of the song.

Outside the pavilion, it is the peach blossoms on the branches, and the kingfishers stay. In the distance, the sound of Xiao did not stop, and the lake was covered with clouds and mist, mixed with the afterglow of poetry, beating in people's hearts.

In the distance, Xiao Sheng paused, and after a few breaths, it sounded again, as if he had met a bosom friend, more clear and distant than before.

The bamboo raft has not left, the old man shook his head and stroked his palms when he heard the words, he saw that the young man only smiled and said nothing, but now it seems that he underestimated this well-known young genius.

A boat came slowly at this moment, the old man threw the bamboo pole in his hand, bowed his head into the cabin, and the two maidservants came and saluted: "Envoy." ”

The old man took off his cloak, revealing his blue robe, and raised his voice to send his subordinates: "Go and invite the son who wrote poetry." ”

In the pavilion, the companions still did not recover from the shock of the new poem, but the author of the poem was sipping tea on the side, his fingers beating on the table, his eyes were ethereal, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

With the pride unique to a young genius.

At the right time, the sky was getting brighter, the clouds and mist dispersed, and an egret fluttered its wings and flew away across the lake. ”

"Who is your envoy?"

"The master's surname is Liu."

The rest of the people suddenly realized that the new county warden of Brazil County was not surnamed Liu.

The protagonist smiled slightly, brushed his clothes and got up, "Let's go." ”

At this time, it was the third year of Kaiyuan, Wu Zhou had just retired, Yuhuan was young, the Anshi Rebellion was far away, and Bai Juyi had not written the song "Song of Long Hatred" that had been passed down through the ages, Li Bai ...... I haven't gone through those bitter years yet.

At this moment, he is the famous young genius next to him, with sharp edges and corners, waiting for his talent to be appreciated by officials.

"Playing this young man Li Bai, is it really Lanxi?" The auditorium was dark, and the critics were sitting in the best positions, when the camera zoomed in on the screen, giving Lancey a long close-up, and they finally couldn't help but ask.

…… Where is this a newcomer can have a table xiàn?

"Keep watching."

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, just a title has aroused their interest.

Unlike film critics who focus on acting, the reporters ...... is more concerned about some other content, such as, "Did you pay attention just now, the one who just held the paper and recited the poem, it was Zhou Qi!" ”

It's just that who is willing to take their eyes off the protagonist?

The poet fairy in the book, who has been separated by thousands of years, came to life in front of their eyes in this way, vivid, natural, full of flesh and blood, and those proud, noble feelings also seem real and lovely.

On the screen, the young Li Bai and Liu Junshou talked happily, and the county guard wrote a letter of recommendation, introducing Li Bai to study in the academy in Shuzhong, Li Bai took the letter, got up and took a deep look.

Get off the boat and turn around to look, the green hills are green, and the morning sun is rising.

This is the best era, and Datang is in its heyday.

"Alas, I want to let the picture freeze in this scene."

At this moment, I don't know how many people have the same feeling in their hearts.

In the two-hour movie, Li Bai went to Chang'an after studying in Shuzhong, and relied on poetry to win the love of the palace nobles, in the praise of Princess Yuzhen and He Zhizhang, Xuanzong read his poems, admired him very much, and called him into the palace to do Hanlin, this year, he was forty-one years old.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and he got tired of being a royal literati and drowned his sorrows with wine. In addition, colleagues are jealous, slightly slanderous, and Xuanzong is negligent.

Leave Beijing and go east. Although he was full of sadness, Li Bai understood that on the way to becoming a eunuch, he finally lost his luck.

In the twelfth year of Tianbao, the Anshi Rebellion rolled in with the general trend, and Li Bai fled south with his wife; In the first year of Qianyuan, the chaos was pacified, but Li Bai was exiled to Yelang because of others, and this year, he was fifty-eight years old.

Then, the imperial court granted amnesty to the world due to drought, Li Bai was pardoned, and the next year, because of poverty, he went to join the clan uncle, at this time, he was over sixty.

In the third year of Shangyuan, Li Bai was on the sickbed, known as "The Death Song", and then died at the age of 62.

There was a sound in the theater again, as clear and long as at the beginning, as if as soon as he turned his head, he could see the young man in white coming on a bamboo raft, just waiting for the bamboo raft to land, he waved his pen to write down the brewing sentences in his heart, so as to pave a green cloud road.

Beside him, there are still lakes and mountains, peach and willow green.

"I actually cried when I saw it......" The reporter wiped his hand, and his hand was a little wet.

The theater was silent, the creators got up, and thunderous applause rang out.

Yang Dao silently wiped the sweat on his palms on his pants, his eyebrows stretched, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the end, he stopped a familiar film critic and wanted to chat a few words, but the other party looked at him silently, and left a sentence of "I'm going back to write a movie review, let's talk another day", and hurried away.

The next day, Director Yang received more than a dozen complimented film reviews, and at the same time, there were also blades sent by them.