Chapter 182: I Want the Audience to Forget Me
The plot that follows is not complicated.
Zhuge Liang arranged Ma Dai and Zhao Yun to guard the two ends of the Snake Valley and the mouth of the three rivers, but he ordered Wei Yan to limit him to half a month, lose fifteen battles in a row, and abandon seven camps......
Wei Yan fought and retreated, leading the vine armor army to the middle of the Snake Valley step by step, and the vulture bone led the vine armor army to continue to chase towards the depths of the Snake Valley. At this time, the Shu army on the mountain beam of the Pansnake Valley began to throw a large number of fireballs into the valley with a stone thrower, and quickly ignited the grain trucks parked in the valley......
In the fire, the rattan armor worn by the rattan armor army was ignited, and in the scream, the rattan armor army suffered heavy casualties.
Tang Qin, who was on the valley, held a feather fan in his hand, walked quickly to the mountain beam with all the strategists, and looked towards the valley, only to see the Yi soldiers who were burned by the fire stretched out their fists and legs, all of them died in the valley, and the vulture bones were also killed in the fire.
Tang Qin slowly closed his eyes, his face full of sadness.
Banner hunting, he turned back sadly.
Zhang Shaolin sat on the rocker arm of the machine, at this moment, he was born as a cameraman, and he subconsciously wanted to push and pull to change, and use a long lens to express the core of this scene.
But when he slapped Tang Qin's angry face, his hand stopped.
Need a push-pull zoom?
Under the banner, Tang Qin's expression was shocking, since the two met, walked through the pass together, and shed tears, Zhang Shaolin felt that Tang Qin's implicit and unrevealing performance method was the most suitable for playing Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng.
In other words, Tang Qin found this kind of performance, which can best perform the prime minister.
Just like the boulders on the river, from a distance, there is always something you can't see under the turbulent water, but you need to think about it carefully.
The wind rose again.
The banner stretched in the air, and there was a sound of vigor.
Tang Qin stood lonely under the banner, this stillness moved one by one, the picture was full of tension, and it was very shocking.
At this time, Tang Qin had already turned around, and at this time, he could no longer push, pull and zoom, Zhang Shaolin could only dispel this thought, but looking at Tang Qin's sad face, his rocker arm slowly sank, and Tang Qin's image was even taller under the blue sky......
This is the appearance of holiness, this is the appearance of compassion, and this is the appearance of wisdom......
The sky is clear, there is only Tang Qin alone at this time, and between heaven and earth, there is only sorrow echoing at this time......
Mrs. Zhurong and Meng Shu were captured, and in the valley, the fire was still raging. Zhang Wei and Ma Zhong happily walked to the mountain beam and came to Zhuge Liang, Wei Yan and other generals.
"Prime Minister! Hello General Wei! Hello General Wei! ……”
Seeing that Tang Qin was still with his back and his head bowed, Zhang Wei and Ma Zhong immediately quieted down. The two actors, Jiang Wan and Lu Kai, who were standing on the side, walked to Tang Qin's side.
"The southern soldiers are stubborn, and they can't win without a fire attack, so this strategy is a last resort. Such a cool battle, burning and killing living beings, Liang couldn't bear it. Although I have contributed to the community, I will lose my longevity. Open the net, those who are still alive, let them run for their lives! ”
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"How?"
This is the last of the seven captures of Meng Huo, after filming this paragraph, the Shanxi team's role in Yunnan has completed most of it, Zhang Jizhong looked at Zhang Shaolin who came down from the rocker arm.
His meaning is obvious, Tang Qin has no room to play in the scene of the soldiers crossing the Lushui in the front, and he can't see the brilliance in the next few battles, this one is the highlight of Tang Qin's performance.
"What else can I say?" Zhang Shaolin's face turned black and gray, "Acting like this, what else can I say......"
Zhang Jizhong understood what this old partner meant, and watched Tang Qin come with a group of Wenchen military generals, and he happily greeted him.
"Tang Qin, you are still like this, what else can you ask Shaolin to say......"
Yes......
Tang Qin's face remained the same, but the other actors were already looking at each other, they watched Tang Qin's performance very well, why did Zhang Shaolin have other ideas?
"Oh," Zhang Jizhong quickly found that his words were ambiguous, "Shaolin means, you are the drama bone, he is judging you by the standard of the drama bone, not that you are not good at acting......"
Oh......
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the actor who played Ma Dai smiled, "Director Zhang, Director Tang is the drama bone, what is the difference between the drama bone and the actor?" ”
"The drama bone is old and good acting, like Teacher Hou's ......" An actor made a joke about Zhao Yun's actor Teacher Hou.
"Then the quantity has changed to the qualitative change, maybe one day you will be enlightened......"
"Director Zhang, tell me about it,......" The deputy director of production walked to Zhang Jizhong's side, he was also the queen team of Erzhang, and later played a role in the Water Margin.
"The drama bones have nothing to do with age...... Zhang Jizhong said teasingly, "I don't think about acting in a lifetime of plays, I still can't do it when I get old, the drama bones I am talking about are ......"
He looked at Tang Qin, "It's acting, and the actors who have basically reached the realm of forgetting the drama and the unity of the human drama have a saying to describe such a kind of person, saying that they are full of drama." ”
Really?
Looking at everyone's eyes, Tang Qin stroked his beard and smiled, "How can I forget things......"
"You are forgetting about me, you are Tang Qin, you don't have a beard, but Zhuge Liang has a beard, you are talking about your beard, don't you forget yourself......"
Haha –
There was a burst of laughter in the valley.
Tang Qin also smiled heartily, he hugged Li Dongguo, "I, I hope the audience will forget me and only remember the role I played......"
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In the autumn of the third year of Jianxing, in September, Zhuge Liang led the army to Lushui. Suddenly the clouds were not in harmony, the wind was surging and the waves were turbulent, and the soldiers could not move. So Zhuge Liang according to the old practice, ordered to kill cattle and horses, and noodles as sacrifices, shaped into the shape of a human head, filled with beef and mutton, named steamed buns, as a sacrifice, and set up eucalyptus on the bank of Lushui to sacrifice to the dead.
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Flags flutter and red carpets are rolled out.
Tang Qin feather fan was horizontal on his chest, looking at the group of civil and military generals in front of him, and the kings of the southern country, his voice was loud and high-pitched, "Liang was entrusted by the saint to come to Nanzhong, after several battles, and the places he passed through, all of them were helped by the people of Nanzhong and benefited a lot.
Today, the king of the south, Meng Shu, lost his way and returned, understood the righteousness, and gave up the sword soldiers to benefit the people, and Liang was deeply gratified.
Hu Zhanli walked a few steps quickly and knelt in front of Tang Qin, "Prime Minister!" The sinner Meng was grateful for the great grace of the prime minister! ”
"Today, I will present the list of soldiers, people, livestock, and land in Nanzhong to the prime minister. Prime Minister Tianwei, since then the southerners will never return. ”
Hu Zhanli said, and knelt down to offer the watch book to Tang Qin.
"Huh! I am willing to capture seven times, which shows that I trust the king, so why should I put someone else? I only hope that the king will live up to the trust of the saints and the hope of the people. ”
Tang Qin picked Meng Huo up and looked at the crowd of cheering, singing and dancing...... Walk into the cheering, singing and dancing crowd......
Zhang Shaolin looked at the cheers in front of him, the dance in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief, and the seven captures of Meng were finished, "Jizhong, Jizhong, when will Teacher Wei Zongwan join the group?" ”