Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

The next day, May 11, at 5:30 in the morning.

Yang Lingyue, shirtless and wearing shorts, opened the bedroom door and saw Yang Lan, who was wearing a decent and delicate makeup, and two photographers carrying cameras on their shoulders, which were already turned on.

Yang Lingyue, with her hair down, yawned and took the lead to say hello: "Hello, Sister Yang Lan, good morning, everyone, do you want to shoot in the bedroom?"

Yang Lan smiled and said, "Yes, I will be a documentary director today, just record your day."

Yang Lingyue invited everyone in, walked to the bedside table, picked up the remote control and pressed it, and the high-count and high-density colored curtains embroidered with a thousand miles of rivers and mountains slowly opened, followed by the white gauze curtains on the outside, and the lights in the room were turned off, and then the window was opened.

At this moment, the sun had already risen, and the sunlight shone into the room, onto Yang Lingyue's face and strong shoulders. It was the best age for a man to have a good figure.

Yang Lan watched this scene silently and was greedy.

It was not until the assistant in the earphone reminded him that he came back to his senses. Perhaps it was because Yang Lingyue had put on a short-sleeved shirt to cover his well-defined muscles.

One camera was filming Yang Lingyue, and the other was filming the house. It was not very tidy. There was a laptop on the bedside table and five or six books stacked.

"I saw you only pressed the remote control once. Are all yours smart?"

"Yes, do you like it? If you like it, I will give you a set later."

"Thank you in advance. Although I also like to accept new things, I still need to understand them. You said you want to give it to me. Is this also yours?"

Yang Lingyue said as he walked out: "It is a smart home company under Donglai Group in Shenzhen last year. It is not perfect yet, but it is still easy to control some electrical appliances."

"So that's the case. How is the investment benefit?"

"It hasn't made money yet, but it will be soon. The head of the family mentioned the construction of "Smart China" at the beginning of the year. We have to build a family first."

"This is a trend. What functions have been realized so far?"

"Let me think about it. Lighting control, curtain control, gas valve control, Information appliances, floor heating, health care, sanitation and epidemic prevention, security and safety. "

Yang Lan was very surprised and immediately looked at the camera: "You actually know? Dear audience friends, today's interview has no outline, no rehearsal, all are real records. "

Yang Lingyue was very calm: "I like to study all kinds of new things."

While going downstairs, Yang Lan asked a question: "Don't you fold the quilt?"

Yang Lingyue asked back: "Don't you have a nanny at home?"

"Of course, but I usually do things like folding the quilt."

Yang Lingyue smiled and said: "If you hadn't come, I wouldn't even be able to pull the curtains."

Yang Lan didn't continue the topic, but said: "It's only 10 degrees outside now, you wear this out?"

While talking, everyone had already gone downstairs, and Sister Qi said hello.

Yang Lingyue nodded to Sister Qi and said, "Sister Qi, please bring some hot drinks to the backyard for the guests."

"Okay, Mr. Yang."

Then they began to shoot the scenery of the courtyard. Yang Lan said, "The last time I interviewed Yang Lingyue, it was in this courtyard, so I won't pretend to be surprised."

The camera showed the daily life of a young rich man's residence. Outside the front hall, there was a vegetable field on one side and an ornamental fish pond on the other.

Someone was harvesting vegetables in the vegetable field, someone was cleaning the courtyard, and someone was maintaining the fish pond with a scoop net...

They just nodded to Yang Lingyue and didn't say anything.

Yang Lan said, "Do you want to broadcast these pictures?"

Yang Lingyue knew what she meant and was worried that someone would hate the rich.

So he smiled and said, "Broadcast it. Although this courtyard is privately owned, it is also a cultural relic protection unit. You can't expect me to maintain it alone, right?"

Yang Lan did not comment on this.

Walking on the bluestone road, passing the round archway and entering the backyard, the first thing you see is the tallest building in the surrounding area, a three-story retro wooden teahouse; then the most eye-catching wisteria and six ginkgo trees, of course, there are rockery, ponds, green plants, water arch bridges and pavilions on the arch bridges.

"Don't you have a gym at home?"

"When the weather is good, it's outdoors. I don't use those equipment. Okay, I can't talk to you anymore. Don't shoot the first half of the exercise. Go to the pavilion to drink tea."

"Can I see it?"

Yang Lingyue nodded.

The filming team was very curious, but they also knew that the big boss had said that they were not allowed to watch, let alone shoot, so they turned off the machine, went to the pavilion, and sat on the wooden bench.

At this time, Sister Qi and two servants had brought hot tea, coffee, and snacks. They watched Yang Lingyue practicing through the wisteria tree and ate and drank, which was quite comfortable.

"Do you think Mr. Yang really gets up so early every day?"

It was originally a chat between the team, and Sister Qi, who had not left yet, said: "As long as Mr. Yang is at home, he will do this every day."

The other two servants also echoed.

The team members naturally chose to believe it, because the three of them looked extremely casual.

Under Yang Lan's gaze, Yang Lingyue began to practice the breathing method taught by Yu Qingzi, which can also be said to be internal strength.

Yang Lan is also a well-informed person, and can see some Taoist meanings.

She was wondering if this was the so-called "Hehuan Sect"...

It's no wonder she thinks so, this man is a beast, and she has a lot of say.

That is, 15 minutes later, Yang Lingyue exhaled a long breath. This is early summer. If it were winter, you can see that the air is like a sharp sword.

"The bottom part is ready for shooting."

So the machine was set up again, and Yang Lan asked: "Why couldn't people see it just now?"

"Not allowed by the person who taught me."

As Yang Lingyue said this, he stepped forward, double-bumped, double-goat-topped, clasped his fists in a salute, squatted down, and opened the Bajiquan.

Yang Lan said to the camera: "This is Bajiquan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Lingyue using his hammer, and the sound of "pop" reached everyone's ears.

Yang Lan was about to say one more, but Yang Lingyue struck the sky-reaching palm and his voice became louder.

After another fifteen minutes, Yang Lingyue, who had punched five times, was already sweating on his forehead. This was not because he was weak, but because he had exerted a lot of force. Without the previous breathing method, it would be easy to injure his muscles and muscles.

However, Yang Lingyue didn't intend to explain this. It would only take a few seconds to put it in the camera.

Yang Lingyue picked up the towel on the side and wiped his sweat. After taking a few deep breaths, he turned around and entered the hospital.

Yang Lan said, "I see there is an archery target there. Don't you want to shoot arrows?"

Yang Lingyue shook his head: "I don't want to cum, now I want to go swimming."

"Just cum, the audience will probably want to see it."

Following Yang Lan's words, people behind the camera nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's just treat it as a show."

Yang Lingyue opened the small room next to him. There were six bows hanging on the wall inside, and two new ones were added. Without exception, they were all traditional bows.