“You look handsome in this outfit.” Chen Kaige looked at Meng Feibai who was wearing a Tang suit with sleeves back and a crown on his head.
Meng Fei smiled and said, “That is, what am I not handsome in?”
Chen Kaige stopped Meng Feibai’s smug beauty: “All right, all right, hurry up and take pictures.”
Meng Feibai and Tong Liya stood in the middle of the set, and of course there was Abu Kuan who was playing with them.
Meng Feibai wrote the words “Bliss of Ultimate Bliss” required for the plot on the table. He didn’t replace it with his hands, he wrote it himself.
“Chao Heng, what are you doing here?” Meng Feibai looked at Abu Kuan and said.
Tong Liya said: “Mr. Chao Heng came to see me, right? The agate you gave me has been seen by both the saint and me.”
Abu Kuan said with a sullen face: “No, that’s not what I want to say to my empress.”
Meng Fei smiled and said, “I know what you want to say.”
He put down the writing brush, hugged Tong Liya in his arms and said, “But you remember, no matter when, the imperial concubine will never be alone.”
Then he forced Tong Liya to look at him, and said in a low voice, “We will never be separated from life to life.”
After speaking, she let go of Tong Liya, turned around and said, “Let’s go, the last guest is coming.”
After Tong Liya saluted Abu Kuan, she followed Meng Feibai.
Meng Feibai turned back, and after Tong Liya grabbed Meng Feibai’s hand, Meng Feibai took advantage of the situation and pulled Tong Liya forward.
“Chao Heng, the words are for you. Guess what they mean.” After Meng Feibai said the last line, this paragraph is over.
Tong Liya finally breathed a sigh of relief. She met Chen Kaige as the director when she was filming for the first time, and even acted with Meng Fei for nothing. It can be said that the starting point was as high as her grandma’s.
When Meng Feibai said that to her just now, Tong Liya only felt that her ears were burning, and she even felt that there were stars in Meng Feibai’s eyes.
At this time, she felt that when she was not in the industry before, the acting skills of a certain little fresh meat and flower that were blown up on the Internet were so fragile in front of Meng Feibai’s eyes.
And she could even feel that Meng Feibai didn’t let go to act in order not to suppress his role.
After the stage, Meng Feibai went to touch up his makeup immediately, because there was another Xuanzong’s solo show, which was added by Meng Feibai himself.
When Xuanzong was old, he threw the strand of hair that Yang Yuhuan had given him down the tower to bid farewell to the past.
As for whether it fits the history, this is not a historical film, so who cares? What matters is aesthetics.
After putting on his old clothes, Meng Feibai looked like a twilight emperor. Although he was very old, no one dared to offend him.
“Three two one, start!” Chen Kaige shouted.
Meng Feibai, who was already in place, started to walk ahead, followed by the group performers, one of whom was holding a lock of hair, which was Yang Yuhuan’s hair.
Of course, props are used. After all, you can’t really cut a girl’s hair for filming. Meng Feibai doesn’t use this method to enter the film.
After walking to the city wall, Meng Fei looked into the distance with his eyes blank, slowly picked up this lock of hair, put it in front of his nose, and smelled the hair.
Nima smells like plastic. Did the props group buy fake and shoddy products when they bought wigs? Deduction of wages must be deducted.
Although he was making complaints deep down in his heart, Meng Feibai was still in the play, throwing his hair down.
Then he grabbed the white silk under the hair and threw it down together.
With this throwing away, he threw away his heart knot of more than ten years, and also threw away his only concern. Since then, he has truly become a loner.
“Okay, it’s over!” Chen Kaige shouted excitedly.
Although there was not a single line in this paragraph, Meng Feibai was able to catch everyone’s attention from beginning to end. Everyone was always focusing on him, as if his emotions were also affecting the bystanders.
Chen Kaige felt more and more that he was looking for the right one in finding Meng Feibai. To such an ally who can direct, act and write, and is so young, there really is no other place.
And most importantly, because of Meng Feibai’s background, as long as the movie does not touch something that must not be touched, the review will be like a decoration, and there will be absolutely no hindrance.
Dream Pillow Tapir watched Meng Feibai’s performance, and couldn’t help but nodded.
Although he can’t understand Meng Feibai, a young man who doesn’t respect him as an old man, but he can’t afford to offend him, he has to admit that the parts changed by Meng Feibai in his script are all problematic, and he doesn’tI have to admit that Meng Feibai’s acting skills, not to mention his peers, even if compared to the entire show business circle, are still worthy of the film…  …
In addition, the news that Meng Fei won the Palme d’Or before became popular all over the world. After all, the gold content of the Palme d’Or was too high, so the Dream Pillow Tapir had to be convinced.
Although he didn’t say anything, the old man’s attitude has changed a little in the past few days. Although what he does has not changed, his attitude is not as rigid as before, and he is not so repulsive to Meng Feibai’s overall planning.
So those who are capable can get along anywhere, and those who are not capable can only write novels and make a lot of money. Those who are able to write a novel can eat for a lifetime, but those who are not able to finish one novel after another will have problems with food and clothing.
When it comes to writing novels, Meng Feibai suddenly thought, why don’t he write a novel instead of making an IP?
Think about the Daqin Empire series written by the previous leader Sun. Although the novels were not very well written, four TV series were missing.
Besides, if you write a script yourself, you may not have a crew to shoot it, but if you write a novel, even if you don’t shoot it, the audience can see it. This is also a test of your true writing skills.
“What is this?” A girl walked up to Meng Feibai and asked.
This girl is Zhang Tianai, nicknamed classmate Xiao Ai, who is Meng Feibai’s old classmate and friend.
Meng Feibai said, “Do you want to read the novel I wrote?”
Zhang Tianai looked at the computer screen: “The Great Qin Empire? History?”
Meng Feibai nodded: “That’s right!”
Different from the Great Qin Empire of the previous leader Sun, this version of Meng Feibai is closer to the historical facts, rather than the fantasy Long Ao Tianwen disguised in history like the leader Sun.
For the period from Qin Xiangong to Qin Shihuang, Meng Feibai gave an evaluation that he thought was relatively fair, not like Sun Jiaozhu’s mindless bragging.
And you have to make your own interpretation of the legal system during wartime, instead of advocating the modern rule of law like Sun Jiaozhu did.
After all, inventing history is something Meng Feibai can’t accept. He likes relatively real history. After all, many stories in history books are also very exciting when filmed, so there is no need for so-called artistic processing. .

“You look handsome in this outfit.” Chen Kaige looked at Meng Feibai who was wearing a Tang suit with sleeves back and a crown on his head.
Meng Fei smiled and said, “That is, what am I not handsome in?”
Chen Kaige stopped Meng Feibai’s smug beauty: “All right, all right, hurry up and take pictures.”
Meng Feibai and Tong Liya stood in the middle of the set, and of course there was Abu Kuan who was playing with them.
Meng Feibai wrote the words “Bliss of Ultimate Bliss” required for the plot on the table. He didn’t replace it with his hands, he wrote it himself.
“Chao Heng, what are you doing here?” Meng Feibai looked at Abu Kuan and said.
Tong Liya said: “Mr. Chao Heng came to see me, right? The agate you gave me has been seen by both the saint and me.”
Abu Kuan said with a sullen face: “No, that’s not what I want to say to my empress.”
Meng Fei smiled and said, “I know what you want to say.”
He put down the writing brush, hugged Tong Liya in his arms and said, “But you remember, no matter when, the imperial concubine will never be alone.”
Then he forced Tong Liya to look at him, and said in a low voice, “We will never be separated from life to life.”
After speaking, she let go of Tong Liya, turned around and said, “Let’s go, the last guest is coming.”
After Tong Liya saluted Abu Kuan, she followed Meng Feibai.
Meng Feibai turned back, and after Tong Liya grabbed Meng Feibai’s hand, Meng Feibai took advantage of the situation and pulled Tong Liya forward.
“Chao Heng, the words are for you. Guess what they mean.” After Meng Feibai said the last line, this paragraph is over.
Tong Liya finally breathed a sigh of relief. She met Chen Kaige as the director when she was filming for the first time, and even acted with Meng Fei for nothing. It can be said that the starting point was as high as her grandma’s.
When Meng Feibai said that to her just now, Tong Liya only felt that her ears were burning, and she even felt that there were stars in Meng Feibai’s eyes.
At this time, she felt that when she was not in the industry before, the acting skills of a certain little fresh meat and flower that were blown up on the Internet were so fragile in front of Meng Feibai’s eyes.
And she could even feel that Meng Feibai didn’t let go to act in order not to suppress his role.
After the stage, Meng Feibai went to touch up his makeup immediately, because there was another Xuanzong’s solo show, which was added by Meng Feibai himself.
When Xuanzong was old, he threw the strand of hair that Yang Yuhuan had given him down the tower to bid farewell to the past.
As for whether it fits the history, this is not a historical film, so who cares? What matters is aesthetics.
After putting on his old clothes, Meng Feibai looked like a twilight emperor. Although he was very old, no one dared to offend him.
“Three two one, start!” Chen Kaige shouted.
Meng Feibai, who was already in place, started to walk ahead, followed by the group performers, one of whom was holding a lock of hair, which was Yang Yuhuan’s hair.
Of course, props are used. After all, you can’t really cut a girl’s hair for filming. Meng Feibai doesn’t use this method to enter the film.
After walking to the city wall, Meng Fei looked into the distance with his eyes blank, slowly picked up this lock of hair, put it in front of his nose, and smelled the hair.
Nima smells like plastic. Did the props group buy fake and shoddy products when they bought wigs? Deduction of wages must be deducted.
Although he was making complaints deep down in his heart, Meng Feibai was still in the play, throwing his hair down.
Then he grabbed the white silk under the hair and threw it down together.
With this throwing away, he threw away his heart knot of more than ten years, and also threw away his only concern. Since then, he has truly become a loner.
“Okay, it’s over!” Chen Kaige shouted excitedly.
Although there was not a single line in this paragraph, Meng Feibai was able to catch everyone’s attention from beginning to end. Everyone was always focusing on him, as if his emotions were also affecting the bystanders.
Chen Kaige felt more and more that he was looking for the right one in finding Meng Feibai. To such an ally who can direct, act and write, and is so young, there really is no other place.
And most importantly, because of Meng Feibai’s background, as long as the movie does not touch something that must not be touched, the review will be like a decoration, and there will be absolutely no hindrance.
Dream Pillow Tapir watched Meng Feibai’s performance, and couldn’t help but nodded.
Although he can’t understand Meng Feibai, a young man who doesn’t respect him as an old man, but he can’t afford to offend him, he has to admit that the parts changed by Meng Feibai in his script are all problematic, and he doesn’tI have to admit that Meng Feibai’s acting skills, not to mention his peers, even if compared to the entire show business circle, are still worthy of the film…  …
In addition, the news that Meng Fei won the Palme d’Or before became popular all over the world. After all, the gold content of the Palme d’Or was too high, so the Dream Pillow Tapir had to be convinced.
Although he didn’t say anything, the old man’s attitude has changed a little in the past few days. Although what he does has not changed, his attitude is not as rigid as before, and he is not so repulsive to Meng Feibai’s overall planning.
So those who are capable can get along anywhere, and those who are not capable can only write novels and make a lot of money. Those who are able to write a novel can eat for a lifetime, but those who are not able to finish one novel after another will have problems with food and clothing.
When it comes to writing novels, Meng Feibai suddenly thought, why don’t he write a novel instead of making an IP?
Think about the Daqin Empire series written by the previous leader Sun. Although the novels were not very well written, four TV series were missing.
Besides, if you write a script yourself, you may not have a crew to shoot it, but if you write a novel, even if you don’t shoot it, the audience can see it. This is also a test of your true writing skills.
“What is this?” A girl walked up to Meng Feibai and asked.
This girl is Zhang Tianai, nicknamed classmate Xiao Ai, who is Meng Feibai’s old classmate and friend.
Meng Feibai said, “Do you want to read the novel I wrote?”
Zhang Tianai looked at the computer screen: “The Great Qin Empire? History?”
Meng Feibai nodded: “That’s right!”
Different from the Great Qin Empire of the previous leader Sun, this version of Meng Feibai is closer to the historical facts, rather than the fantasy Long Ao Tianwen disguised in history like the leader Sun.
For the period from Qin Xiangong to Qin Shihuang, Meng Feibai gave an evaluation that he thought was relatively fair, not like Sun Jiaozhu’s mindless bragging.
And you have to make your own interpretation of the legal system during wartime, instead of advocating the modern rule of law like Sun Jiaozhu did.
After all, inventing history is something Meng Feibai can’t accept. He likes relatively real history. After all, many stories in history books are also very exciting when filmed, so there is no need for so-called artistic processing. .


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