Director Huaxia, Interstellar Explosion Section 90
Now, this short journey has finally come to an end.
The story of Chivalry may continue to play out in another time and space, but they will never see it.
Many emotional viewers had a sour nose and suddenly felt very aggrieved in their hearts.
Why can Yu Jing lightly decide the end of a story, and continue to shoot like this, so that the audience can accompany Ge Shenguang and continue to explore the rivers and lakes?
For the first time, the audience found that Yu Jing was so unkind.
[Crying like a fool, my mom asked me if I was out of love. 】
[Romance movies didn't make me cry, but a martial arts movie made me cry. 】
[I'm sorry I want to scold Director Jing, ahhhh Give me back Ge Shenguang, return me warmth, and give me back Shengzhu! 】
[There are games in the theater palace, how can there be less chivalry, even if it is a dead game, I want it! ] 】
Yu Jing woke up and saw this message, and simply replied that there is no at the moment, which successfully made the audience's mentality explode, and almost ran to Tianxuan's headquarters to sit-in protest.
"Ancestor, you stop for a while." The review editor had an expression of wanting to die, and almost knelt down for Yu Jing, begging him not to add fuel to the fire.
Everyone knew where Tianxuan's headquarters was, and he was afraid that the angry audience would directly burst the place where he went to work.
"What are you doing here early in the morning?" Yu Jing yawned, barefoot in his pajamas, and motioned for the review editor to sit on the couch and ran to pour him a glass of water.
"Tianxuan headquarters has sorted out the courier, this is the letter you want to leave."
The review editor pulled a small cart into the door, and the neat envelope was almost human high, Yu Jing couldn't believe it: "So many? ”
The review editor said dryly: "After all, there are more than 6,000 letters. ”
Other than that......
"The professional organization has identified that there is nothing wrong with those medicinal materials and Yingshui Stone, does Director Jing really want to auction it and donate it?"
The review editor took out a few azure water stones from the small cart, and couldn't help but say: "The appraiser said that these water stones are very pure and belong to things that can not be found, do you want to stay?" ”
Yu Jing sat opposite the review editor, holding a water stone and playing with it over and over, playing with it twice and then throwing it to him, and was caught in a hurry.
"I said, I don't need this," Yu Jing's expression was pale, and there was no negative emotion on his face, "This thing only serves me as a sleep aid." ”
The review editor sighed in his heart, not surprised by Yu Jing's answer.
"Several chairmen contacted me, hoping to buy these Yingshui stones, and the price is definitely not lower than the market price, do you want to sell them?"
Yu Jing shook his head: "This kind of transaction still goes to the official insurance, and it also saves follow-up trouble, and you can directly send the money to the public welfare organization, without going through my hands." ”
There are a lot of visitors today, Yu Jing's voice fell, the doorbell rang again, the robot opened the door, and Professor Wen Qibai greeted Yu Jing with some instruments.
Wen Qibai's gaze turned around on the Yingshui Stone, and the lenses blocked the emotion in his eyes: "Who are you?" ”
"He's here to deliver a letter to me," Yu Jing shrugged, "those two birds have been in a lot of energy lately, so let's go in and have a look." ”
There are many things to be busy with for the review editor, and after making sure that Yu Jing has no other requirements, he quickly got up and said goodbye. Yu Jing leaned against the door of the second bedroom, watching Wen Qibai check the bird's wings.
Perhaps the expression on the professor's face was too gentle, and Yu Jing couldn't help but speak: "Professor, why does this society use evolutionary forms to judge people?" ”
Is it important to have mental power?
Yu Sui'an dislikes that the original owner is a waste because he has no spiritual power, and those sunspots on the Internet attack him and mock him for not having an evolution.
The professor, who was examining the bird's body, made a gesture and tore off a feather, he came back to his senses and quickly rubbed the bird's head, and his voice was low: "Because everyone has it, but you don't." There is no problem with the masses, that is, you have a problem. ”
Yu Jing sneered: "Bullshit problem." ”
Wen Qibai smiled lightly, looking at the unruly young man, the smile deepened at the end of his eyes, and his tone was a little bewitching: "If you can awaken your spiritual power, promote the evolutionary body, and become like everyone else, Yu Jing, are you willing?" ”
Yu Jing blinked his eyes and seriously considered this possibility: "It's dispensable, it's false to say that you are not curious, but there is no urgency." Just like I love cats, it doesn't matter if you have them or not. ”
Wen Qibai was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be this kind of answer, comparing the evolution to a cat or something, full of childish speech.
"Professor, you are busy first, I'll go brush my teeth and wash my face." Yu Jing ran away in slippers, and the cheerful footsteps proved that he didn't take the topic to heart at all.
"Magical little one." Wen Qibai looked at the white wall and fell into the memory, and the strength in his hand increased unconsciously, until the little bird pecked his fingers painfully, and he suddenly woke up.
The speed of review and editing was very fast, and the next day Yu Jing saw the remittance slip on the Internet, and the audience was surprised, and calculated the amount in their hearts, and found that Yu Jing really didn't leave anything.
While sighing that Yu Jing was too sincere, they gave him gifts wildly.
There are also people complaining.
[Why don't you want the Yingshui Stone sent by Lao Tzu, but you left thousands of letters! ] 】
[And my medicinal herbs, do you discriminate against rich people? ] 】
Ordinary audiences are proud, you can write letters if you have the ability, but the mercenaries are like thunder, they are a group of big and rough, but they can't write that kind of fleshy letter.
At the finale banquet, Yan Huai drank too much and hugged Yu Jing and cried: "Director, obviously I am the protagonist, and the scenes are more cool than Wenliang, why does everyone like him!" ”
His fans are not even half of Pei Yi's, the gap is too big, and Yan Huai almost died of anger.
Yu Jing was drinking sparkling wine, Yan Huai, a drunk, pounced, and the whole glass of orange sparkling wine was splashed on Yu Jing's shirt. The little director grinded his teeth and sneered: "Because people are more handsome than you, smarter than you, and can play musical instruments, the character design is super perfect." Little children and noble sons, discerning people will choose gentle and elegant noble sons. ”
The merciless words pierced Yan Huai to the point that he almost vomited blood, and ran away with a heart full of holes.
With the lesson of the last time, Yu Jing didn't order much wine this time, and when the finale banquet was over, the little director was waiting for the car on the side of the road, a hovering car stopped in front of him, the window fell, and Pei Yi motioned for him to come up.
Yu Jing patted his cheeks and hiccuped, and the sweetness of sparkling wine was in his nose: "You relaxed a lot today, and your neckline actually unbuttoned two buttons." ”
Pei Yi smiled lightly, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his powerful arms: "Good observation." ”
The actor's attitude towards Yu Jing is much more casual, no longer observing all the time, but responding like a friend.
When Pei Yi's car slowed down in the city center, Yu Jing looked out the window and a group of young students walked by, wearing clothes from the chivalrous line and swords around their waists.
As a blockbuster appearance in the finale, the lyre was warmly welcomed by everyone, almost four out of ten people had a piano behind them, and their clothes were also warmly dressed.
"Pei Da Actor, everyone really likes you, and they all start to imitate it." Yu Jing joked with a smile.
Pei Yi took the time to take a look: "What they like is Wen Liang, and they are begging you to open the second part on the Internet, are you interested?" ”
Yu Jing raised his chin: "I am in charge of my film." ”
Speaking of this topic, Yu Jing hurriedly turned on the light brain, and there were really complaints on the Internet.
[I've been rolling around in the comment area for a day, but the bastard director still hasn't appeared, and it seems that he really doesn't plan to shoot the second part. 】
[Walking on the road today, I saw a lot of Wen Liang and Ge Shenguang, and I cried out, all like them, but not them. 】
[I went to the shopping platform to buy a warm peripheral, and rounding it up can be regarded as a meeting. 】
[Is there a perimeter for the piano that Wen Liang plays? 】
Seeing that the time was almost up, Yu Jing uploaded a few short videos, and the audience thought it was a tidbit, but they didn't expect it to be two famous masters of ancient musical instruments, Bing Sheng and Mu Su.
Teacher Bingsheng was wearing a Tang Dynasty costume, sitting there with his back straight, holding a pipa in his arms, and ambushing everyone with a song of ten sides to dream back to Jin Ge Iron Horse. And Mr. Mu Su is plucking the strings and giving everyone a song of indifference when the mountains and rivers meet their soulmates.
The two tracks have directly ignited a fire in the hearts of music lovers.
Rao is Yu Jing listened to it countless times, but he was still excited and couldn't calm down for a long time, let alone an interstellar audience.
Sure enough, it's still the best original.
[Yu Jing: At 8 o'clock on Tuesday night, a batch of musical instruments will be officially launched, so stay tuned. 】
The audience held their heads that were about to explode, and their expressions were blank.
A thousand words turned into a scream, utterly insane.
Chapter 58
Interstellar's music production mainly relies on holographic cabins, and professional music producers can use musical instruments, but none of those instruments can be understood by Yu Jing, who has a strange appearance.
He has his own filter for Chinese musical instruments, and aside from making money, these exquisite instruments should not be lost in the river of history because of migration.
Yu Jing attaches great importance to the musical instruments on the shelves this time, and even invited Teacher Shu Chen of Xinyunxing, as well as Bingsheng and Teacher Mu Su to go to the factory for this reason.
"Uncle Song, have they all been made?" Yu Jing came to the factory with the three teachers and shouted loudly to the busy green figure in the distance.
The figure hurriedly turned around, and a light of surprise erupted in his eyes: "Director Jing~~~"
The rough voice bubbled with a sticky wavy horn, which caused everyone present to pause, and they all looked at Yu Jing with strange eyes.
"No, I don't know him well." Yu Jing tried to explain.
Uncle Song ran to the little director, raised his hand to pick up the person, and was so frightened that Yu Jing hurriedly took a step back to avoid it, and he couldn't explain it if he really wanted to hold it up.
"Uncle Song, you said that the instrument is finished, I will bring three teachers over to try the sound."
The finished instruments are placed on wooden shelves, which occupy most of the factory. Yu Jing gave a total of four drawings, namely suona, pipa, flute and Guxun, and opened three production lines with a total of 4,500 musical instruments.
"Director Jing, I'll open two more production lines for you, how about you go to shoot the second part of Xia Kexing?" A sneaky voice came from behind him, trying to 'bribe' the impersonal little director, "I can lower the price of the contract a little." ”
In front, the three teachers who were checking the timbre of the pipa paused, pretending not to hear, but their ears quietly pricked up, and the movements in their hands slowed down.
"Of course—" Yu Jing smiled and dragged out her tone, "No." ”
Uncle Song was angry: "Refuse so quickly, aren't you afraid of my strike?" ”
Yu Jing is not a vegetarian either, so he had to pop up the contract and pout back with the original words: "The request is so excessive, aren't you afraid that I will pursue liquidated damages?" ”
Uncle Song is the main person in charge of this private custom factory introduced by Hua Yingying, and he really tried to rub the mecha by hand in the big factory back then, Yu Jing pulled the contract out, and Uncle Song soon stopped cooking.
"Cold-blooded, stubborn, unkind......" Uncle Song whispered, he read it as he wanted, Yu Jing just didn't hear it.
"Teachers, how's the sound?" It is impossible to completely check 4,500 instruments, and they will be drawn wherever they go.
Shu Chen nodded: "The timbre is fine." ”
The quality is not lost to the ancient musical instrument in Yu Jing's hand, and the person in charge of the factory who looks weird should not be underestimated.
Since it was confirmed that there was no problem, Yu Jing was relieved: "Uncle Song has worked hard during this time, I will invite you to dinner." Thanks to a few teachers who traveled all the way to the main star to help me fill in the gaps. ”
Uncle Song still didn't give up: "I don't eat, can the way of gratitude be changed to the second chivalrous journey?" ”
Yu Jing couldn't cry or laugh, this time he wasn't joking.
He turned to face the person in charge of the factory, and his dark apricot eyes were full of seriousness: "Uncle Song, the chivalrous journey is really over, just like the ending said, there is no endless feast in the world, and there is always a time when the journey reaches the end, we just need to cherish this fate." ”
If the little director told him with a grin, Uncle Song might still struggle, but the solemn tone made Uncle Song understand that Yu Jing would not change his approach because of the requests of others.
Obviously cheerful and generous, he seems to be very talkative, but once he makes a decision, he will not change it for anyone.