Chen Jianbo looked at Li Qing and said.

In all fairness.

Li Qing is this person.

It's really suitable for costume dramas.

The face of the little fresh meat.

It has the temperament of national peace and security.

"If you want to win the prize, try more historical dramas, or modern period dramas." Chen Jianbo touched his chin and said: "If you win the award, these themes will have advantages, and at the same time, it will be more suitable for you, and it will be more suitable for you, and it will be more suitable for you, like urban makeup, to be honest, after watching your Yi Xiaochuan, his acting skills are okay, but the fit is a little worse." ”

Li Qing also listened carefully to the advice of his predecessors.

People just have natural appearance and temperament advantages, and they will be more prominent when acting in a certain type of script.

For example, Zeng Xiaoxian in "Love Apartment".

Did he play well?

Good.

It's really okay.

But you let his face appear in costume dramas, and even in dramas.

There will still be a sense of disobedience.

A fit is a fit.

If it doesn't fit, it doesn't fit.

Sometimes it's hard to bridge these gaps in acting.

Of course.

The premise is to rush for prizes.

The works that win the award still depend on your fit.

"But after your acting skills improve, I don't know if you can control a good urban theme." Chen Jianbo continued: "Your face is quite versatile. ”

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"Thank you for your advice." Li Qing also sincerely thanked Chen Jianbo for his suggestion.

The old-timer's bearing is still there, even if he wins his award.

"Hahaha, why be so polite." Chen Jianbo joked: "I have to have a chance to prove myself, this time the mistake was careless, otherwise everyone will know that I lost to a junior, how faceless!" Next time you nominate again, I will fight you with dignity. ”

Chen Jianbo's words are a joke in it, and he really thinks so.

There is a desire to promote potential juniors.

I also have the mind to face off on the podium next time.

Let's continue to compete on the podium next time.

"Okay, senior, fight again next time, compare the top and the bottom."

"Cheng, I'm waiting for your new drama." Chen Jianbo also smiled.

There is progress only when there is contrast.

...

At this moment, Li Qing did not immediately devote himself to filming.

There will be a scene the day after tomorrow, and during these times, Gao Xinxin plans to let Li Qing find a feeling.

Find out what you want to play next, the feeling of Changshan Zhao Zilong, so that there will be less trouble when filming.

Li Qing also felt it.

Next, I'm going to organize my thoughts.

Chen Jianbo's words, and the next shooting.

According to Chen Jianbo's words, he should find resources for historical dramas next, and it is more advantageous for the main script to win awards, and Chen Jianbo also feels that Li Qing's appearance and temperament are also very suitable for the image of historical dramas.

In fact, historical dramas happen to be the direction that Li Qing likes.

However, unlike Chen Jianbo's suggestion to give up urban scripts, Li Qing will also pay attention to this aspect, filming urban dramas is not a waste of time, as long as there are good roles and good scripts, Li Qing will still choose.

All in all, choose the best! Historical dramas have a higher priority! A good urban script doesn't give up.

This is true both in the TV and film circles.

Once you've planned your next direction.

is the next Changshan Zhao Zilong to play.

At this point, it was the silence of the night.

The only sound was the silent chirping of insects at night, and the smell of mosquito coils in the room.

The lights flickered on and off.

Li Qing was in the room, looking at the phantom in front of him.

"Zilong is full of guts, a white horse and a silver gun, and a young general."

A high-spirited, young general with a model face, an illusory figure.

The reflection of the mold lake is reflected in mid-air.

For Li Qing, his figure seems to be real and virtual.

There it stands.

In "Three Kingdoms", the level of bravery is not inferior to Lu Bu's generals.

Nagasaka Slope's seven in and seven out is his most famous battle.

Zilong saves Adou, a man of courage and strong martial arts, with unusual loyalty.

Compared with Lu Bu, he is a completely different person.

In the eyes of many people, there is a difference in the background color of these two personalities.

Zhao Zilong is the Lord's liver and brain, and he is loyal at all costs.

Lu Feng first smeared the lord's liver and brain on Fang Tian's halberd for his own selfish desires.

Li Qing remembered that when he read through "Three Kingdoms" for the first time, he was emotional.

The difference between Ya is too big, they are all generals born in troubled times, but they have separate personalities.

The difference is too great.

The same is a famous general.

There is also a lack of bravery.

The reputation is different.

In terms of popularity in Huaxia, the young general with a white horse and a silver spear is much higher than the domineering Lu Fengxian.

It is precisely because Zhao Zilong has such a spiritual core.

It can resonate and like most Chinese people.

His loyalty.

At this moment, Li Qing is analyzing the role he will play next.

Let his face, his feelings, be more real, more real.

More 'real'.

Just like the real Zhao Zilong in history.

Why is he so loyal?

Where does his righteousness come from?

These are all things that need to be dissected.

Understand.

Li Qing muttered, taking out a pen and paper.

"In these two days, you will know the truth."

Tonight, the house is brightly lit.

...

"I was born in Changshan, Jizhou."

"Daddy is a famous local gentleman, our family should be called Xiangxian."

"My father and mother are knowledgeable, although I have learned the Four Books and Five Classics, I am also very fond of martial arts."

"My father and mother don't allow me to dance with knives and guns, saying that these are rough people's work, but it's not that I don't study, I just like your martial arts."

The young man was in high spirits, and a spear taken from the backyard of the courtyard was dancing secretly.

Carry all before one.

The silver spear shook the sky.

He only hopes for this peaceful world.

Can it go on forever...

Occasionally, I read books and played chess with my father in the yard, and then secretly practiced kung fu and fought crickets with the villagers.

Until.

Zhao Zilong heard a noun.

"Dad, mother, who is the Yellow Turban Thief?"

"They all speak of wickedness! Burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil! ”

Zhao's father was frightened, disgusted, and afraid: "Wherever they passed, there was no grass and murder, and they were all inhuman." ”

The yellow turban thief is inhuman.

Those who shouted that the sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.

Raise the knives, guns and iron, and raise the butcher knife at the villagers.

For the father of the Zhao family.

It's angry, it's pathetic.

The land of peace and security.

But to make some hateful Yellow Turban uprising.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect the villagers and protect you."

Changshan Zhao Zilong put down the pen.

The spear was raised.

It was to fight to protect Changshan County.

Father.

Mother.

All dead.

Fallen in the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

The long shirt that used to be clean when I taught myself to read has been blackened with blood.

The mother, who used to sew clothes for herself, had her hands cut off, leaving only her bones stained red with blood.

"Why!"

"Why take away our national peace and security, why take away our happiness, fortunately?"

Zhao Zilong is angry.

It's anger!

Why is this world?

Zilong.

It is this famous family in Changshan County, the family has a prestige, has read books, and martial arts in this Changshan County, no one can stand out.

At a young age, he became the self-defense leader of Changshan County, in order to protect the villagers from being killed by the Yellow Turbans in this troubled time.

Zhao Zilong.

Checkmate!

I don't know why.

The Yellow Turban Thieves are going to revolt.

The yellow turban thief wants to destroy the peace of this world.

To make yourself this calm and tranquil Changshan County.

Suffered from this robbery.

Let your father.

Guilty of this robbery?

Let me be a big man.

Guilty of this robbery?

Until a certain day.

Zilong, as usual, defeated the Yellow Turban thief.

In particular, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty delegated military power and supported ordnance, which made Changshan County Division famous and wealthy.

It has the name of Han orthodoxy.

Morale is also strong.

"It's nothing more than a rabble!"

Zhao Zilong took away a yellow turban thief with a silver spear and provoked him: "Hmph." ”

Zilong.

It was once again to lead the Changshan County Self-Defense Army and defeat the Yellow Turban Liukou.

"Ha, these Yellow Turban thieves, shouting that Master Zhang Jiao is unparalleled in the world, and there is a magic spell in their hands that can lead them to the Yellow Turban Prosperous World, which is really ridiculous."

The deputy general of Changshan County snorted coldly and captured the yellow turban thief in front of him.

Skinny as wood, his face is as black as ink, and his mouth shouts 'The year is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious'.

Does he know what it means to be in Jiazi and the world is auspicious?

That's it!

In the face of these rabble.

But it's also disdainful.

It's just that there are so many people that it's hard to handle.

"General, I think that now, while our morale is sufficient, we will rush to kill the Yellow Turban thieves outside the county?"

At this moment.

Zilong looked at the thief who shouted before he died, 'The year is in Jiazi, the world is lucky'.

Before he died, he was still shouting.

This stretch the corner.

How did you make these people so deceived?

"Good! We will drive these rebels out of Changshan County in one fell swoop! ”

Zhao Zilong galloped on horseback.

With the defenders of Changshan County, sweep away the haze of yellow turbans.

However, he rushed down the mountain.

Rush out of the rich Changshan County.

Let Zhao Zilong, who has never been out of Changshan County much in his life.

I saw the world.

See.

Hell.

These homeless.

They are like the Yellow Turban thieves.

The face is thin and the skin is dark.

Along.

The rogue is fierce, robbing the road all the way, and his flesh and blood body also dares to block the soldiers and horses.

"Where did they come from?" The lieutenant snorted coldly and beheaded the rogue owl.

These people are no different from the Yellow Turban Thieves.

It's just that I'm not shouting that the year is good in the world.

And the lieutenant is different.

Zhao Zilong saw it.

Hunger is everywhere.

Hungry people, disaster victims.

It turned out to be in this world.

At this moment, Zhao Zilong looked at the yellow turban thief who was still shouting before he died.

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious..."

It wasn't a weapon in his hand.

It's a woman's cloth, a bloodstained cloth.

Yellow scarves are thieves.

A thief who is forced to rebel.

And more, the vast hungry bones.

Buried under the vast land.

The world is uneven, and hunger is everywhere.

So, troubled times began.

The second year of the first peace.

Gongsun Zhan saw the young general in front of him and said, "I heard that the people in Jizhou want to attach themselves to Yuan Shao, how can you be the only one who can get lost." ”

Zilong raised his head and said.

"The world is in turmoil, I don't know who is the master, the people are in danger of hanging upside down, we Changshan people have decided to follow the king of benevolence after discussion and discussion."

"Open, I am peaceful."