This is My Planet

Xia Guixuan had read the original work, but the original work was actually reversed.

It was Taikang who rescued the heroine Xue'er regardless of her own life. From then on, Xue'er secretly fell in love with her own monarch, began to practice martial arts for him, and went through life and death as a general, not for the country, but for him.

Very cool.

In the end, Luohua was ruthless, Taikang fell in love with the married woman Chang'e, and Xue'er was tortured to death...and finally provoked Houyi to rebel. The author has not written the end yet, visually guessing that the follow-up should be that Xueer fought bloody battles to rescue Taikang. In the end, Taikang repented and abandoned the country and Xueer lived in seclusion in Gedi. If it was a tragedy, maybe Xueer would die in Taikang's arms...

Anyway, it is such a made-up plot that is completely divorced from the facts. The reason why Xia Guixuan read it happily is because there are really no other novels about Taikang. Of course, the main reason is that this book writes Taikang very handsomely, his force is not weak, and his image is still acceptable.

However, the director and screenwriter flattered their own Boss Ling, wanting to highlight that Boss Ling saved the man when he was in danger, so they deliberately adapted it like this. Besides, if the real shooter knocks Boss Ling down, he might make the fans go berserk...

Ling Moxue knew what her subordinates thought, but she didn't dare.

To be honest, according to the original book, it is the hero who saves himself, so it makes sense to change the original book without authorization and save him by himself?

What if the moody master is angry? Come on, what qualifications do you have to save me, kneel down!

So what to do?

Ling Moxue secretly sniffled aggrievedly, with a frosty face on her face: "Adaptation is not a random compilation, who allows you to edit the original text blindly, just do what should be, arrange the scene, and I will change the costume."

Ling Moxue went to change clothes. The director looked at Xia Guixuan. This ancient costume looked good, and the material was quite high-grade... Although the monarch of the Xia Dynasty definitely didn't wear it like this, it is not a strict historical text, so it is perfectly fine to use this set... It seems that this newcomer came prepared, want to be famous?

Xia Guixuan didn't think about that. He squatted there with great interest and looked at the scene layout. After watching it for a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "What do you mean by surrounded by green cloth? In the wild? Where are the tigers?"

Someone asked strangely: "You are a person who wants to film, don't you even know such basic things? The scenes, tigers, etc. are all post-synthesized, and the green screen is used as the background when shooting."

Xia Guixuan: "..."

The director knew that this "newcomer" might have something to do with Mr. Ling, so he explained with a smile: "Actually, we only need to shoot you throwing Mr. Ling down. We will do slow motion and add music in the later stage. The finished product must be very good..."

This is not the Taikang safari in my heart... Xia Guixuan was very speechless: "Isn't the grass outside? Why is it like this?"

The director laughed: "There are grasslands and no tigers."

"You wait." Xia Guixuan ran out, turned to a place where no one was around, and stretched out his hand to catch it in the air.

Fat Tiger was holding a meat basin in his hand, and was dragged out with a dazed expression.

Hearing the roar of the tiger, the crew went out to have a look, and they were all dumbfounded.

Ling Moxue came out in an ancient costume, and she was also stupid.

We are just a small video crew, not a commercial blockbuster or a documentary, how about this... No, you tiger bite?

Is it not heavy for you to carry such a fat tiger in one hand?

The director looked at Ling Moxue with sweat profusely, and Ling Moxue's forehead was also covered with sweat. After holding back for a long time, he said weakly: "Try it. It's real, isn't it?"

The crew started the machine carefully.

According to the requirements of the plot, it should be Xia Guixuan who stepped forward and threw Ling Moxue away at this moment. The two rolled several times on the grass, accompanied by slow motion and music. During the rolling, the corners of their lips brushed their cheeks inadvertently.

For professional entertainers, it's easy...

Fat Tiger knew what he was going to do, so he pounced on him with a very spiritual "owwow".

The next second Xia Guixuan kicked up, and the fat tiger "ding" and disappeared.

Fat Tiger: "?"

Ling Moxue: "..."

director:"……"

"Ah... ah haha." Xia Guixuan also knew that he was wrong, and said haha: "Subconsciously, Taikang should be like this, the author just wrote it like this..."

Ling Moxue couldn't help but pulled the corner of his clothes and walked a few steps to the side, whispering in his ear: "Master, please do me a favor, I really don't have so much time to waste..."

"Okay, okay." Xia Guixuan grabbed the fat tiger that flew into the sky again: "Continue."

Fat Tiger burst into tears.

You are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger!

Xia Guixuan stuffed it with a elixir, Fat Tiger was overjoyed, plopped away a little, turned around and was about to pounce again.

"Action!" The director ordered decisively.

The fat tiger pounced on Ling Moxue. Ling Moxue played the role of a fledgling girl in a daze, at a loss, with a fierce tiger reflected in her eyes, lifelike.

A tall figure rushed from the side and threw her onto the grass. The inertia caused the two of them to roll several times.

While rolling, Ling Moxue looked at Xia Guixuan who was on her body, and Xia Guixuan was also looking at her.

Although I don't know if this performance counts as "eye contact", anyway, no one cares about eye acting skills in a short video, Ling Moxue knows that it's all right.

As for whether I blush or not, shy or not, I guess there is a little bit of it.

For the first time in my life, I was thrown to the ground by a man, hugged and rolled, his breath, temperature, and the touch of his muscles were so real.

"You..." She put away the miscellaneous thoughts in her mind, and continued to pass on the words professionally: "According to the requirements of the plot, your lips should brush my face inadvertently."

Xia Guixuan didn't respond, and recalled: "Si Taikang wouldn't do that."

"You are an actor, not Si Taikang. By the way, why do you know what Si Taikang does? Would you like to say that no one knows Si Taikang better than you?"

Xia Guixuan didn't answer.

The exchange of spiritual thoughts was fast, but the rolling was also fast. Seeing that it was a waste of time to do it all over again if it failed to meet the requirements, Ling Moxue gritted her teeth secretly, tilted her head slightly, and brushed her red lips lightly on his face.

Scrolling stops.

Ling Moxue was at the bottom, Xia Guixuan was at the top, the two stared at each other fixedly, as if time stood still.

Fat Tiger squatted beside him watching curiously, and the director was ecstatic to keep the moment of staring at each other in the camera.

It's so emotional.

There was a hint of sharpness in the man's astonishment, as if a king was faintly expressing "Woman, you have no right to touch me". The woman's expression was shy and decisive, her chest was still rising and falling, and she looked at the man above complicatedly, but she did not flinch.

I'm afraid the author of the original work never thought of such an expression. This scene is not just a novel video, and I'm afraid it can be awarded if it is taken out.

It's a pity that they only looked at each other for such a moment, Xia Guixuan quickly stood up straight, Ling Moxue also quickly got up, and said lightly: "Have you passed this one?"

"Hey!" The director stamped his feet: "Those who should continue their lines should not stand up."

The lines... The two of them still remembered that the lines were Qiong Yao's play, and they said in unison: "Enough is enough."

After speaking, they looked at each other again, Xia Guixuan closed his mouth, and Ling Moxue took a deep breath: "Let's rest first, let's talk about literature and drama."

In the rest area, Xia Guixuan leaned on the back of the chair and slowly sipped his drink. His eyes seemed to be looking at the ceiling, but actually he seemed to see through the ceiling, reaching directly to the sky, which was a little far away.

Ling Moxue sat across from him and looked at him quietly for a while, and said in a low voice with some grievances: "Shouldn't a slave touch his master indiscriminately? But this is a play you want to perform, so you have to give an answer."

Xia Guixuan seemed to have recovered from his trance, and smiled a bit: "There is nothing wrong with it...you are the one who was wronged. I just...remembered something."

Ling Moxue couldn't help being curious: "Is there a similar scene in the master's past?"

"There is something similar...not Si Taikang."

Ling Moxue was baffled, of course it wasn't Si Taikang, do I need to emphasize it?

I heard Xia Guixuan slowly say: "Live for too long, there are many fragments blending together, and finally it becomes a scene where you can't tell when and when... Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Ling Moxue couldn't understand, but said: "It's always a good thing to live a long time, right?"

"But repeated reverberation, what good is it for the heart?" Xia Guixuan said in a low voice: "The way is not good, is it all due to this?"

Ling Moxue vaguely understood what he probably meant when he said "you and I are the same kind of people".

I am ruthless and decisive in order to seek the way of Taoism.

And he... actually did.

But he can't seem to get rid of it... For example, playing something with great interest is his nostalgia.

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PS: Emmm, some of the characters are book friends/authors cameo, which is relatively common, and many authors have played tricks. Anyway, those who know it will smile knowingly, those who don’t know don’t need to worry about who it is, the off-site prototype will not affect the plot of the book at all.