Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 276 Stealing the show
The capital city was ablaze with lights.

Wan'an Temple was brightly lit.

The camera pans across the tower, revealing a complex array of mechanisms guarded by the Two Elders of Xuanming.

Outside the city, Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of Light, Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, and Xiao Zhao in a red dress looked down at Wan'an Temple with solemn expressions.

"Master, our scouts report that all the masters from the six major sects are imprisoned in Wan'an Temple. The sect leaders are imprisoned in this tower." Yang Xiao pointed to Wan'an Tower, indicating the direction to the Master.

Following Zhang Wuji's gaze, he saw that the Ming Cult members were densely packed, setting up layers of checkpoints to surround Wan'an Temple.

"Young master, this is Dadu." Xiao Zhao murmured.

"Below is the lair of the Prince of Ruyang, and that vixen Zhao Min is right here." The White-browed Eagle King flicked his sleeve, his tone icy.

"No matter what kind of royal palace it is, even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, we will rescue the people from the six major sects." Zhang Wuji's expression was resolute.

"Master, someone is trying to break through the barrier," Wei Yixiao warned.

"Bat King, your lightness skill is superb. Let's go investigate the truth." Zhang Wuji ordered.

"Master, leave it to Old Bat." Wei Yixiao patted his chest and belly, his posture neither upright nor seated.

"Grandfather, Left Envoy Yang, you and Xiao Zhao will provide support here," Zhang Wuji continued, and the two accepted the order.

Wei Yi laughed twice and flew away, with Zhang Wuji following closely behind.

"Young master, be careful with your shoes!" Xiao Zhao shouted worriedly at Zhang Wuji's back.

Then he stuck out his tongue and said, "You're wrong, be careful."

"puff……"

The serious and tense atmosphere was broken by Jing Tian's words.

"Cut! Director, come take a look." The assistant director ignored him and shouted at Liu Jing.

April 20th, Grain Rain.

The grand opening ceremony for Liu Jing's directorial debut, "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber: The Yin-Yang Sacred Fire Order," was held at the Dafosi Temple in Xinchang.

After the ceremony, there was a script reading in the afternoon, but no actual filming took place.

Dafosi Temple was one of the filming locations, as well as the filming locations for scenes at Wan'an Temple and Shaolin Temple.

Filming began as early as two weeks ago.

Liu Jing led his team to various parts of the country to conduct preliminary research and learning.

Filming started yesterday, and we're shooting the first scene today. We've been shooting all morning, and this is the ninth take.

Sun Xing, who plays Yang Xiao, previously starred in Lai Shuiqing's "Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre," sharing the stage with Ma Jingtao, Ye Tong, and Zhou Haimei, also playing the role of Yang Xiao.

Shao Wanlin, who plays Yin Tianzheng, and Wu Yaohan, who plays Wei Yixiao, also played these two roles in "The Cult Master" fourteen years ago. These two are two of the original cast members.

As for Xiao Zhao, she is naturally Jing Tian.

As for why the shoot took all morning, it was mainly because of Jing Tian.

The others are all veteran actors, while Jing Tian has only acted in two dramas, making her practically a newbie.

It's normal for things to go wrong in the first few episodes; even veteran actors, let alone Jing Tian, ​​couldn't get into character.

However, they adjusted quickly, and then Jing Tian started making mistakes.

Jing Tian may be a bit simple-minded, but she's not stupid.

After Liu Jing pointed it out, he was able to recognize his mistake and quickly correct it.

By the sixth take, Jing Tian was already in the zone, but she had a little quirk: she kept looking for the camera.

Liu Jing told her, "Just look at the back of my head or the heels of my shoes, don't look around."

"Director, is there a problem?" Shen Ao asked.

A crowd gathered around as Liu Jingguan watched the playback; everyone watched him.

As Liu Jing frowned, everyone knew that this was a point they were not satisfied with.

"Old Shen, look at this shot, who do you notice first?" Liu Jing stroked his chin. Overall, there was nothing wrong with it, but the figure in red really stood out.

He hadn't expected Jing Tian to be so eye-catching on camera, dressed in red.

Not only is the red color vibrant, but this girl is also very pretty.

Her fair and tender face was delicate and adorable.

She has a pair of big, watery eyes and an innocent, optimistic outlook.

No matter who it is, I want to take another look.

"Jing Tian." Shen Ao answered decisively. Who would look at a bunch of grown men if not a beautiful woman?

"Photography: During the shoot, minimize Jing Tian's presence. Costumes: Xiao Zhao, change into a new outfit," Liu Jing instructed.

The purpose of this scene is to connect with the first part; the protagonist is Zhang Wuji, and Xiao Zhao is just a background character.

The backdrop is too eye-catching, so it needs to be toned down a bit, since this part isn't about highlighting Xiao Zhao.

"Director, Xiao Zhao has a total of nine outfits. We've already used three. Which one should we change into now?" the costume designer asked hurriedly.

Jing Tian brought all her costumes and props to the set herself, with the director's special permission.

She took this production very seriously, hiring Chunqiu Costume & Props Company and spending ten days there, personally participating in costume design.

Ordinary people don't receive this treatment, but Jing Tian is no ordinary person.

"That maid outfit, I guess," Liu Jing said casually.

Jing Hanhan gave each outfit a name: Princess, Saintess, Cult Leader, Queen, Heroine, Maid, Dancer, Exotic, and Noble Lady—a total of nine types. She wore two of each type, with one as a spare.

"Received." The outfit responded crisply. Although it had no idea what a maid outfit was, its owner must have.

The costume and prop sets were all done by old friends who had worked with Liu Jing. They knew his habits, disliked being long-winded, and even more so, disliked unnecessary talk.

"Wait a minute..." Jing Tian raised her hand, lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran to Liu Jing, whispering, "Director, can we talk in private?"

Liu Jing didn't want to lend it. "We're not really in a relationship, but you're acting like we're in a relationship."

Jing Tian pouted. Since Brother Jing didn't seem inclined to give way, she leaned close to Liu Jing's ear and said, "Brother Jing, maid outfits aren't for this time of year."

Liu Jing felt a little uncomfortable; so many people were watching.

He had to step aside and pull Jing Tian aside, saying, "What do you mean? This one is the least conspicuous."

“This was just a side note; I didn’t plan to use it in this drama. If you want to see it, I’ll wear it for you privately,” Jing Tian continued whispering.

"Sexy costumes?" Liu Jing's eyes lit up, but in his opinion, many period costumes were sexy costumes.

"Pah! There wasn't much fabric left, so I only made one maid outfit. The style is quite simple, and it's a bit too small. Today, for convenience while filming, I... I didn't wear... well, the maid outfit isn't... not very appropriate." Jing Tian's face turned slightly red, not because she was shy, but because she had only shown off the names of the nine outfits to her brother Jing.

Liu Jing's gaze shifted downwards. No wonder he felt smaller today; he had lost a layer.

"It's not what you think, Sister Mi didn't teach me." Jing Tian's face turned even redder, and she blurted out in a panic.

"What did Mimi teach you?" Liu Jing's eyes narrowed. How did Yang Mi get involved? Yang Mi's involvement couldn't be anything good.

"No, it's nothing, I'm going to change my clothes." Jing Tian stammered, avoiding Jing Ge's gaze, and hurriedly left.

Jing Tian didn't join the crew alone; she brought her own team.

Her team is even more complete than Shu Chang's, and is completely comparable to Xi Xi's.

"Sister Zhao, the boss instructed us not to let Jing Tian get too close to men. The two of them... the two of them..." The new executive agent looked anxious; the two of them were already beyond a safe distance.

"It's alright, this person isn't considered a man," Sister Zhao said with a smile, unfazed. They were a perfectly legitimate engaged couple, so getting any closer wouldn't be a problem.

“But…” the executive agent hesitated. Whom should I listen to? “There are no buts. From now on, whatever scripts this person sends you, they will be your top priority.” Sister Zhao didn’t want to explain further.

"Hmm!" The executive agent nodded, muttering to himself, "I'm the boss's person, I definitely have to report this. If this young lady gets seduced by someone, the boss will definitely not let her off the hook."

While Jing Tian was changing clothes, the director was also busy, talking to the cinematographer about the effect he wanted to achieve.

Fatty Wang sat to the side, and if he moved even slightly, the chair would creak in protest.

He was the producer of the show, watching everything with a smile, without saying a word.

"Director, I'm all changed." Jing Tian reported to the director as soon as she finished changing her costume; this time she was dressed as a female warrior.

"Alright! All departments, get ready. Let's start the photography session and see how it goes." Liu Jing gave the order, and everyone returned to their positions.

Several actors walked to their designated positions and struck their poses.

"Props, check what Jing Tian is carrying on her back." Liu Jing was very observant; Jing Tian's running posture was a bit off this time, and the thing on her back seemed quite heavy.

Xiao Zhao carried a sword scabbard, inside which was just an ordinary sword, more for decoration than practical use. The cult leader had simply given the little maid some tasks to do.

“The Dragon-Slaying Saber,” Jing Tian replied.

"The Dragon-Slaying Saber is on Ice and Fire Island." Liu Jing sighed helplessly. This girl always had her own interpretation of the script and kept trying to change some parts of the play.

“I know. I feel a sense of weight and importance when I carry this precious sword,” Jing Tian explained.

"Put it back, and don't carry anything else," Liu Jing shouted.

Jing Tian pouted, but ultimately didn't dare to argue.

"Give it to me." The prop master hurriedly stepped forward. Only the director dared to scold this young lady; who else would dare?

He wouldn't dare use even one prop, because many of the props for the production were sponsored by this person.

Liu Jing was still worried, so he came up to Jing Tian and examined her carefully without any hesitation.

Aside from darts and throwing knives, she wore beautiful pearl flowers in her hair and a folding fan at her waist.

Liu Jing was very familiar with this folding fan. It was a gift from Qianqian to him, which he gave to Zhang Min as a prop. Somehow, Jing Tian got her hands on it.

As the boss, Mr. Min is very busy with his business.

Her coming to film the movie was unexpected by everyone. Everyone understood that it was out of respect for Liu Jing.

Ms. Min requested that her scenes be filmed first, and that the filming time be scheduled for the afternoon or evening.

If I can't get up in the morning, I can film other people's scenes.

With Zhang Min saying this, no one dared to say a word against it—not the producer, not the lead actress, and certainly not the director.

The culprit behind her inability to get up in the morning was the director.

No one doubted why Min Zong couldn't get up; isn't that perfectly normal?

Besides, Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo, these two rivals in love, were in the same room last night.

As the big boss of Chunqiu, Zhang Min didn't live with everyone; instead, she booked a suite on the top floor, which everyone understood.

She publicly called Gao Yuanyuan to join her, and her reason was quite valid: she hadn't filmed for a long time and wanted Gao Yuanyuan to give her some pointers on the scenes.

With such a high-sounding and legitimate reason, no one doubted it; on the contrary, they felt that President Min truly valued Gao Yuanyuan.

Neither of the two leading ladies came this morning, and everyone was understanding and offered their own reasons. They must have been rehearsing their lines late last night, so staying up late naturally meant waking up late.

Liu Jing shook his head and cleared the scene from last night's rehearsal.

"You're a walking encyclopedia," Liu Jing sighed. The little girl was very curious and wanted to play with and take everything.

"These don't affect filming," Jing Tian complained, feeling that her brother Jing was too serious, and that these little gadgets were quite fun.

"If you mess up the props again, I'll punish you by making you skip dinner for three days," Liu Jing threatened.

"Perfect for losing weight," Jing Tian muttered softly.

"All departments, get ready..." With the assistant director's order, the tenth take began.

Jing Tian performed well this time; her lines were easy to read.

Liu Jing watched the replay and was generally satisfied, but there were still some flaws.

After repeated adjustments and replays, filming continued until the fifteenth take before Liu Jingcai announced the end of the first scene.

It's already past 1 a.m., and the boxed meals are usually distributed at 12 p.m.

I was more than an hour late on the first day, but no one dared to say anything.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The director had really high standards. Everyone perked up, afraid that they would mess things up on their side.

Being scolded by a typical director might only make you feel bad.

Being scolded by this novice director might affect his career.

"Brother Jing, how did I do?" Jing Tian asked, squatting down to eat her lunchbox, mimicking Liu Jing's manner.

"Not bad, here's a chicken leg for you." Liu Jing put a chicken leg from his lunchbox on Jing Tian's plate.

He wasn't just being perfunctory; it was genuine praise. Aside from a few minor flaws, Jing Tian's performance was truly excellent. This showed that the training course hadn't been a waste of time; she was indeed learning diligently.

When she filmed "Huanxi Sha" back then, she was still very inexperienced and couldn't even find where the camera was.

She's still quite rusty, but Liu Jing has already seen her potential; she's much stronger than Liu Shishi.

"Brother, I'm on a diet lately. You eat it, eat more to nourish yourself." Jing Tian put the chicken leg back, and then returned her own chicken leg to Liu Jing.

Liu Jing didn't stand on ceremony; he ate as much as Jing Tian had to offer, so he didn't mind having this chicken leg.

"How did Minjie's folding fan end up with you?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

He gave it to Zhang Min yesterday, and it's already in Jing Tian's hands today.

"You'd better not ask anymore. Knowing too much won't be good for you." Jing Tian glanced at Liu Jing with disdain, recalling what she had seen last night, and left with her lunchbox, feeling angry.

She wanted to rehearse her lines last night, so she went to find Brother Jing.

As a result, Jing Ge's door opened easily, and there was no one in the room. She saw the folding fan on the table and casually took it away.

The folding fan was a gift for Zhang Min, and she saw it with her own eyes.

She thought that Min-jie had accidentally left it in Jing-ge's room, so she wanted to return it.

When she arrived at Zhang Min's door, she was about to knock when she heard a familiar voice and turned to leave.

The voice was Jing Ge's, and she was also familiar with another voice; it was the same rhythm that Sister Xixi had that morning.

"Hey! I know what's going on. This girl was acting all mysterious. She filmed a scene with Yang Mi, and now she's turned bad," Liu Jing muttered.

Little did he know that the secret he and Zhang Min had been hiding had gained another insider.

"Hey! Everyone's eating? Dinner's a bit late today."

Led by a group of people, Zhang Min and Gao Yuanyuan entered the film crew.

Liu Jing was still eating when he looked at the two beautiful women, his mind somewhat dazed.

Fourteen years ago, he was the young Zhang Wuji, and she was the valiant Zhao Min.

Five years ago, he was the young Zhang Wuji, and she was the elegant and refined Zhou Zhiruo.

Now he is the adult Zhang Wuji. Time flies like water and is like a knife. The White-browed Eagle King is even older, the Green-winged Bat King's temples are gray, and the crow's feet of Abbess Miejue have also crept up to the corners of his eyes.

Time seems to have ignored them; they remain as youthful as ever, or even more so than before.

(End of this chapter)