"Wow, yes, the knight is so royal, and Princess Yukihime is so real, it's just like a real princess......"

"Where did the crew find a group of immortals, the quality is too high."

"Why do they call me non-mainstream when my hair is so colorful......

"Am I the only one who notices the food on the table, it doesn't seem to be a prop?"

"It's really not, did you see the Peugeot in the corner of the plate, it was the Peugeot of the Kelton restaurant, and the crew directly invited the chef team to come, and the cost was too high."

"I don't know if anyone has found out that the earl himself is played by the director of Shang Yan, and the gentleman-like old butler is the screenwriter of Shang Yan."

"When you say that, it seems to be true, the director is also an old drama bone, at this glance, I really can't see it."

"Speaking of which, this director seems to play a lot, and he is sacrificed to the sky when he appears, in the Shang Dynasty, the little soldier is him, the cannon fodder is him, the junior general is him, the loyal minister is him, and the traitor is also him, swaying left and right in the camp on both sides of Ji Fa and Di Xin."

"I'll bet on it, this script, it's still him who is sacrificed."

"Obviously, this is offending the screenwriter."

"I'm also betting on it, the murderer is the old butler!"

………

"I really want to eat, I really want to play, I really want to be a sword saint grandfather."

"Mu!"

In the hotel, Feng Zihua watched a group of people acting out the plot of eating, and she only felt that she could go to her.

Not to mention the atmosphere, but for this food, it is already worth it.

She knows that the Kelton restaurant only accepts reservations, and ordinary people, even the so-called rich, can't make reservations, and if they want to eat the food there, they can only go through public auctions.

The so-called reservation refers to users with black cards, such as the top 100 in the world's wealth list, some big warlords overseas, and some domestic ......

In short, everyone has long known that the backstage of this crew is very hard, but I didn't expect it to be so hard.

This is no longer an appointment, but directly got someone's team, which is somewhat outrageous.

Not only her, but Zhao Dong was also drooling as he looked at the screen, especially when the camera turned to Zhao Xiaoxiang, who was eating and drinking, he clenched his fists hungrily.

Gas!

Defy!

The earl and princess still maintain a demeanor, Zhao Xiaoxiang and their characters are not nobles, not to mention that they have not undergone similar education, so they naturally let themselves go.

Of course, this release is only relative, in fact, it is still chewing slowly, but the action is more ferocious, and there is no sense of elegance.

As for the live barrage, it has all become, the style of the script is wrong, how can it become a meal and broadcast.

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In this way, the time turned to the evening, and after dinner, Zhao Chengcheng first returned to the room arranged by the crew for himself, a spacious house, antique, but the bathroom is modern, in the end, it is not completely restored, otherwise it will be a bit excessive.

And in his room, Zhao Cheng also saw part of the script behind.

On this night, there doesn't seem to be any role of my own, the above only says that the detective returned to the room, it seemed that because of the food, sleepiness welled up, and he fell asleep quickly.

As for the live broadcast, although it was not turned off at this time, the picture was also transferred to the outside of the castle, and then the night scene was taken.

It's about two days and two nights of live broadcasting, but it's impossible to sleep and shoot.

However, Zhao Cheng didn't feel sleepy, it was Jack Zhao who was sleepy, what did he have to do with Zhao Cheng?

After resting in the room for a while, he climbed out of the window, and in a few ups and downs, he went straight to the top of the castle, but he wanted to see the night view.

“？？？”

"Teacher Zhao."

After Zhao Cheng saw the people on the roof, he said hello.

Zhao Yue is not familiar with Zhao Yue, but if he doesn't know him, it's a bit fake.

At the same time, Zhao Cheng only felt that the other party's swordsmanship seemed to be a little higher than he had expected, and he didn't even notice the existence of the other party just now.

Perhaps, the more powerful swordsmen have this method, but they generally don't use it (this chapter is not over!). )

Chapter 213: Backstabbing from the screenwriter

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At this time, Zhao Yue was still dressed as a knight before, with long crimson hair, tied into a ponytail, wearing light props and armor in the wind like a swaying flame, outlining a healthy posture at the same time, it was even more heroic.

At this moment, under the moonlight, in the wind, there is really a bit of a Valkyrie feeling.

For a moment, Zhao Cheng felt that he seemed to have reached that point, and sure enough, Wei Wu's legacy was still there.

"It's me."

Zhao Yue nodded in response, her voice was cold and a little distant.

She felt that Zhao Cheng was too much like someone, so she didn't want to contact her.

After that, there was a long silence, and both of them were watching the night view, but they were only watching the night view, and they didn't have the idea of talking.

And the top of this castle can be said to be the highest point of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace, looking up, the field of vision is wide, unobstructed, and the spots below are even more like thousands of lights.

In this quiet atmosphere, even time seemed to stand still, until a piercing scream came.

And hearing this voice, Zhao Cheng's first thought was not that there was an accident, but that the plot had finally begun.

If nothing really happened overnight, the script wouldn't be much to look at.

Zhao Cheng thought so, and Zhao Yue had a similar idea, with a light jump, he fell from the roof to a balcony with a drop of about five meters, and landed silently, which was the closest route to the place where the sound came.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng also jumped over, this height is nothing.

And by the time the two arrived at the scene, there were already a few people who had arrived at the scene one step ahead of them.

As soon as he passed, Zhao Chengcheng saw that the director was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, holding a model gun in his hand, and there were several bright red bullet holes behind him.

To be honest, the director's technique of playing corpses is still good, the only problem is the sound of his heartbeat, as well as the sound of breathing, and the subtle fluctuations of life, in Zhao Cheng's opinion, are all unobstructed.

Sure enough, the most important thing to be an actor is to be able to control the feeling of being in a play.

As for the barrage, those netizens who guessed that there would be a plot and watched the scenery for a long time were also in good spirits at this time, and the barrage rolled on the screen.

"I just said that the screenwriter will definitely write the director to death, this is a backstab from the screenwriter."

"Who went to knife the big prophet above, director: I don't want to lose face?"

"I was shot five times in the back, and it was identified as a suicide, and the screenwriter had some ideas."

"It seems that the characters played by the director can't survive more than one episode, and the world is real."

"Sure enough, the director is a consumable."

"Could it be that I saw it alone, the moment the camera changed just now, the knight Ji and the detective, the two of them were on the balcony, what kind of wonderful branch line is this?"

"+1, I seem to see that too."

"This script seems to be suddenly interesting......"

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Chapter 213: Backstabbing from the screenwriter