Recapture the Entertainment Industry

It's just that opportunity to get into the play.

The weather on this day was not very good, and the smell of Shawther pervaded the heavens and the earth with heavily armed elites under the walls of the city.

Volkswagen looked at the sky somewhat blindly, and he had lost even his last reason to live, just as the clouds of the sky were about to be blown away somewhere. His heart flashed with sporadic regret, retreating his gaze at the sky, and he cast his eyes on the tall man in the golden armor in front.

With his hands slightly tightened, he hesitated to look down at his sleeve. Before he came out, he put the short sword in his sleeve bag. The short sword had been bladed, but he had never seen blood. From the first time he tried to kill Li Shimin until now, he tried to take it out of his mouth countless times, but Fu Stock always retreated.

The feeling of letting the opportunity slip away is complicated to unspeakable.

Wu Yuan looked at the position in front of him, and there was some tension, and his emotions were not fully mobilized. He took a few steps forcefully and calmly, returning to greet the fallen Volkswagen as required by the script to follow in the footsteps of the team.

Then he looked at Rodin.

He had worked with Rodin on more than one occasion in a greenhouse that had been erected before he arrived in Cinema. From the first time he was struck by his evolutionary strains, to his later habits, he had become somewhat immune to each other's hollow, unmanageable eyes.

But this time, it's not like any other time.

It is still the temperament of the fluttering fairy, and the wind on the walls made him roll over and dance with long hair. The young man, drenched in black and white, stood not far away in the morning light and looked at him in an almost resolute manner.

Wu Yuan suddenly took a breath in his head, and the tension dissipated like fog.

He slowly immersed himself in a subtle realm where the colours of the entire world faded as quickly as the tide, leaving only young men, black and white, not far from home, with his eyes mixed with all emotions.

Those eyes, as usual, were dark, but for the first time the fog was stirred up in a deep, invisible pool.

As if looking at it for thousands of years, Li Shimin finally shuddered slightly and returned to God.

“... you...” He revealed a word with hesitation, his expression suddenly much softer, reaching out one hand in the direction of Volkswagen, "Aiqing, you come. ”

Volkswagen did not move, he put his hands beside him and shook his head slightly invisibly at Li Shimin.

Li Shimin insisted on reaching out: “You come. Come here, look at me, Datang. We will lead them on the waterway, take down Gaoli City Pool and reclaim my lost land in Nakahara. ”

Volkswagen's unmanageable eyes slowly changed with one of his revealing words.

He moved and began to approach Li Shimin step by step.

The troops who did not see the margins slowly entered his curtains.

This is Datang's Jiangshan, Datang's people, Datang's soldiers!

The rich and powerful people, the wind and rain, finally got rid of the turbulent Datang, his dynasty, his country, his home.

Fu Zhu is a man with no roots, floating free in the world. Do you want more people like him in this world?

He trembled, moving forward as if blocking the air from the land, as if the light spirit was about to empty. Yet his eyes lit with light and flames, and for the first time he had a kind of smoke gas as a human being.

Ignoring Li Shimin's outstretched hand, Fuzhu walked straight to the wall, overlooking the armies that stood beneath the wall.

“Outrageous!” The two generals next to Li Shimin saw no one like him, glanced at him and held the knife handle in his opposite hand.

Li Shimin's gaze adhered tightly to Fu Zhu's body. He noticed the slight difference between the other side and the usual, but when he wanted to explore, he was interrupted by the two people around him. He frowned deeply and waved his hands to shut them up.

Fu Zhu turned around at this time and looked at him firmly: "Your Majesty, do you know what he was thinking at this time? ”

Li Shimin stunned: “Oh? ”

The hand where Fu Zhu hid the knife began to tremble slightly, and he eventually put his arm behind him, resolutely and resolutely tearing apart all his beliefs with the grief only he knew.

For the first time in his life, he raised his mouth and smiled at everyone, including Li Shimin.

“I only look forward to His Majesty's triumph, and I, the Great Tang, will live forever. The people of this world are always as comfortable as they are right now. His Majesty would have been fortunate to have met Ming Jun in this life. If His Majesty had accepted these two petitions, His Majesty would have had no regrets in this life. ”

Li Shimin laughed. “More than that! I also want the people of this world to have books to read, thief cavities no place to stand cone, Datang generations passed on thousands of ancient times, no more chaos word! ”

Volkswagen's smile was shallow, but his eyes bent deeper.

He switched hands and pulled out three white cloth bags in the sleeve bag on the other side. He floated to Li Shimin's side and nearly knelt in piety.

“Your Majesty, it is important to bear in mind what you have said today. ”

Li Shimin was stunned by such a solemn appearance, his subconscious hand tried to hold him up, but stopped at once while he was holding the water wave in his eyes.

Thousands of troops were waiting to be assembled. The emperor's armor reflected the daylight that had glistened through the sky. Before getting on the horse, Li Shimin stopped and looked back at the wall in the position of being held in half.

Above the walls of the city, the Volkswagen, who was left by him to command the guard of the city's soldiers, is now vaguely blind to the five officials.

The two people looked at each other oppositely and separated at the touch. Li Shimin smiled slightly, confident and certain.

Above the gate, Fu Stock stared at the royal palace, the unclear smile finally slowly dropped, the whole person seemed to lose strength and drown down his shoulder.

Half a minute later, he sighed and said, “Close the gate. ”

The drums rose and the order to close the gates spread from near and far. It sounded like a song.

His clothes floated, his hair flickered, and he stared blindly at the sky, as if the next second the sky was going by the wind. But the thin body was so firm that it stood still. There seemed to be a flash of water in his eyes, and the blinds on his eyes instantly made this scene impractical.

He doesn't regret it.

* * * * * *

“Card!”

This pause was screamed by Zheng Keqing. The court record had taken the field board to the side of the plane to watch. It was only when he heard his voice that he suddenly woke up and hurried to do his job.

This priority Rodin shot is over again.

Zheng Kezhen repeatedly slowly went back and checked the shot. I have to admit, Rodin is really a genius born to eat the entertainment industry.

This play is arguably one of the smoothest films he has ever directed. Every time he takes a shot to Rodin, he shoots very quickly. He enters the scene himself, and leads the actor into the scene. It has been normal twice, occasionally NG three or four times, but it has become an anomaly.

Rodin didn't slow down a bit. He stood at the top of the city wall, next to the camera that was within reach. He held the camera and looked at the evacuated mass actor on the ground blindly, accompanied by a lonely look as if he was about to jump the next second.

At the moment Zheng Kezheng stood up and quickly climbed up the wall and grabbed Rodin's arm, pulling him backwards.

Rodin, this is just a retreat, and the dead air fades clean for a moment.

“I'm fine.” It felt like Shubo had been pushing him towards his arms, and Rodin couldn't help but push him. Duan Shu was stunned, then quickly opened his hand, thinking about it, and then took off his coat and put it on Rodin.

He opened his mouth and was shocked by the other party's performance. He didn't know what to say. He could only barely hold his mouth and say: “Well played. ”

Luo Ding suddenly saw each other's face full of sincerity, no one would be unhappy to be praised, and he rarely saw a little more pleasure: “Thank you. ”

He had a slightly better impression of Duan Hubo.

Zheng Kezhen is looking at the shooting on the other side. High-fold clear SLR lenses are the best way to record people's shortcomings in detail. But Rodin in the scene is even less cannibalistic because of the focused relationship. He stood blindly on the walls of the city, watching the King leave with tears in his eyes, kneeling with piety in front of Li Shimin, and facing Li Shimin on his knees. Every frame, every single sheet, is like a glow from the text dressed in countless words of beauty.

The more excited Zheng Kezhen looked, he couldn't help but slap Rodin on the shoulder twice: "Okay! The expression and the eyes are in place! Add a close-up eye lens later. Two more shots will be taken from Yuan. We have three days of work and may be able to finish shooting today! ”

Rodin was praised and not at all pleased, but answered softly: "Today is a better day. ”

“What day are you in bad shape?!” Zheng Kezhen selected several photographs to point to the photography, and the photography immediately went underground to refine. After doing all this, he turned his head and sighed a long time, lowering his voice to Rodin, "Don't question yourself, you're really good. I've been filming this old bone for decades, and I've read countless plays. Young people like you are unprecedented.” He thought about it and repeated it with certainty, "unprecedented. ”

Of course, unprecedented. How many more people can return to their young leather bags with their decades of experience? Rodin's modesty is not disguised, he really doesn't feel how proud he is. He's already got a cheater that big, and if he's not better, he's definitely a complete loser in any way.

Zheng Kezheng saw that he only laughed and did not answer the question. He suddenly understood that he had said something wrong and immediately turned the subject away. Rodin's character is too stable and not as fun as most young people his age. When Zheng Kezhen is with him, he moves out of the pattern of dating friends his age. Sometimes even the other person seems more attentive.

Rodingcha looked at the results of the shooting in front of the monitor and made a comment on some changes to the close-up lens and Zheng Kezhen. The two people came together to discuss the hot weather.

Duan Xiubo stared at Rodin, and the red flame in his eyes was moving with stupidity, but he didn't want to take back what he could call a blatant look.

From now on, every time, almost every time, Rodin impresses him in a special way. The impeccable song and throat, the powerful dance, when Duan Huobo thought he knew each other well enough, reality would constantly remind him that what he knew and saw was not enough.

Duan Shubo has always felt that he was a cold person. There is very little in life to bring up his enthusiasm. Most people need only a few times to get along and be able to get through from the inside out. For the first time in his life, someone could bring him such a fresh and flavorful feeling, like a thick salmon filled with mustard, sweet and cold, sliding down the pipe, choking on the nostrils. When I was tormented to cry without tears, what was in my mind was still the sweetness that flashed through the moment.

After a moment of excitement, he silently converged his impatient mood.

The two people who were talking in a low voice made up the past, and Duan Hubert remembered that Rodin didn't like physical contact with people too close, so even though he was close, he kept a little distance.

“After three days of theatre, if the two extra days don't meet the other people, there will be plenty of time to rest. ”

The two people who were having a chat were interrupted and brushed back and stared at him.

Duan Xiubo looked at Luoding with a puzzling eye and smiled slightly, reaching out one right hand.

“Little Ro, would you be interested in working with me once? ”

In fact, the real history is that Li Shimin didn't win... how abusive and swollen.