Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 277 Jing Tian: I have an idea

The atmosphere changed immediately when Ms. Min arrived.

This is the director's boss, and also the boss of many others.

Whether they were eating, resting, chatting, daydreaming, or busy, everyone except Jing Tian got up and put down what they were doing.

People greet each other and say hello.

Even the representatives of the investors who had been observing from the sidelines quickly stood up to greet him, showering him with compliments that gave Liu Jing goosebumps.

"Ms. Min, your charm remains as undiminished as ever..."

"Ms. Min, when you walked in from outside, I thought Zhao Min had stepped out of the book."

"Mr. Min, no doubt about it, you have to save me a few boxes of the Rejuvenating Cream."

The last person to say this was none other than Fatty Wang, who had a good relationship with several up-and-coming Hong Kong and Taiwan stars.

Zhang Min is indeed beautiful; though she's nearly forty, she looks like she's in her twenties.

Her figure is full and plump, like a large peach.

Her sharp and assertive demeanor inspires a strong desire to conquer her.

But Liu Jing felt that, after more than a year of development, Gao Yuanyuan was no worse than Zhang Min.

Gao Yuanyuan, standing next to Zhang Min, looked like a maidservant and had little presence.

Liu Jing secretly groaned. If this happened during filming, another scene-stealer would appear.

Unlike Jing Tian, ​​he couldn't be reprimanded in public; he had to save face for President Min.

In private, anything goes, but in public, Liu Jing has to protect Zhang Min's position.

"The Yin-Yang Sacred Flame Order" is a co-production, and in addition to Golden Harvest, it also has strategic partners with good relations such as Huaxia Vision and Ciwen Media.

It's a big no-no to eat alone. Zhang Min has been working in the film and television industry for twenty years, so how could she not understand this principle?

"Hey! You guys need to control me, I'm still hanging here!" Jing Tian shouted.

A group of people surrounded Ms. Min, leaving her aside, and even her agent went to greet her.

Jing Tian didn't greet Zhang Min, not out of arrogance, but because she was hanging on the wire and couldn't get down.

After eating and drinking her fill, she was bored and looked for props to help her experience wire work.

She always regretted not being able to use wire work during the filming of "Anaconda".

When filming "Struggle", there were no wire stunts, not even any action scenes.

Jing Tian had always regretted this, and this time she was determined to get Jing Ge to add some of Xiao Zhao's action scenes, no matter what means she used.

Her repeated attempts to revise the script were actually tests of Jing Ge's attitude.

If you don't succeed once or twice, then try again and again.

If you achieve even a small success, you can learn from the experience, summarize the lessons learned from the failures, and ultimately reach your goal.

Using Min Zong and Jing Ge's affair to blackmail her? Jing Tian was not Yang Mi after all, and she never even entertained such a thought.

"Haha, Jingtian, isn't the view up there nice?" Zhang Min laughed.

She really liked this cheerful girl, and sometimes even felt that if it weren't for Xixi, she would have been Liu Jing's perfect match.

"That's fine." Jing Tian hummed softly, the voice from last night still lingering in her ears.

She couldn't reconcile the person in front of her, CEO Min, with the person from last night.

But that was the other person's room, so the sound was definitely real. She had listened to it for so long in Baiyujing that day and was very familiar with a certain rhythm.

What left her speechless was that Gao Yuanyuan was also in that room.

After returning home, she tossed and turned, almost suffering from insomnia, unable to get over this hurdle in her heart.

For children from wealthy families, such things are common, and even more outrageous incidents are not uncommon.

But this is her Jing-ge, the man she almost became her fiancé, how could she do this?
He seems to be that kind of person; he's already got Sister Xixi, but he's still not satisfied, and he's also having ambiguous relationships with Gao Yuanyuan, Yang Mi, and Fan Xiaopang. And then there's his assistant, her fellow villager, who's as beautiful as a peach blossom and clearly a young married woman.

I wonder what happened between him and Liu Shishi? He's definitely not innocent either.

He touched me last time, so he definitely won't let Liu Shishi off the hook either.

Jing Tian was suspended on the wire, her face changing, her eyes glazed over, leaving Zhang Min aside.

Zhang Min didn't seem to care and casually walked towards Liu Jing. Gao Yuanyuan quickly pulled over a stool and helped Zhang Min sit down.

“I’m not seventy or eighty years old, I don’t need to be served like this.” Zhang Min was speechless.

"Well, I'm used to it," Gao Yuanyuan chuckled to herself.

Zhang Minyu blushed. She seemed very generous, but in private she was actually quite reserved. When the three of them were together, she was always the most passive one, often being tormented by the other two.

Last night, Gao Yuanyuan helped her take a shower.

"You slut, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart." Zhang Min spat lightly, making a move as if to hit her.

If Sister Min and the director have something to say, it's definitely to discuss the filming process, or to adjust the scenes or revise the script.

These guys are either seasoned veterans or naive newbies; none of them are oblivious to the situation at this moment.

"I'll find the props, you two can chat slowly. Don't talk too fast, Sister Min can't keep up." Gao Yuanyuan ran off with a grin.

Without a doubt, she was making a suggestive joke, alluding to a certain fact.

Liu Jing knew, Zhang Min understood, and the two were already used to it.

"Here's the fan, put it away properly next time." Liu Jing had almost finished eating, so he threw the food into the trash can, found the fan, and handed it to Zhang Min.

"I left in a hurry last night and accidentally forgot it at your place. This fan is nice, aren't you afraid Qianqian will be jealous?" Zhang Min opened the fan and gently fanned herself.

The weather in April was already quite hot.

Zhang Min was wearing a theatrical costume, and sweat was dripping from her forehead.

She has a wide variety of clothing styles, with several sets of each, and all of them are custom-made.

There are costumes for women dressed as men, costumes for princesses, gorgeous costumes, and ordinary costumes.

To match the theme of "The Demon Cult Leader", Zhao Min was dressed as a man in the first few scenes of filming.

This outfit is a complete replica of the style from fourteen years ago, but the material is much better and more breathable.

Liu Jing tested it last night; it's impossible to tear without using some force.

"Sisi isn't as petty as you think." Liu Jing sighed, glancing at Jing Tian, ​​who had just finished untying the wires and looked like she was still enjoying herself.

He left in a hurry last night and didn't notice the fan in his room.

As for why the door wasn't closed, that was intentional; after all, no one dared to enter his room.

This "no one" obviously does not include Jing Tian.

The girl not only went, but also learned something.

“Sisi is very good, don’t let her down. Of all the girls out there, none are as devoted to you as she is. She is pure, without so much utilitarianism or concern for right and wrong. Having a partner like her is your luck and your blessing.” Zhang Min tapped Liu Jing’s head with her fan, speaking earnestly.

Those secretly watching were astonished; it had to be CEO Min. Anyone who dared to knock the young master's head would be left with a bloody wound.

Mr. Min knocked twice, but the young master didn't react at all; instead, he fell into deep thought.

Zhang Min isn't Bodhi Patriarch; she couldn't possibly wake up the wooden block.

Liu Jing pondered, feeling that the relationship between Qianqian and Zhang Min, and between Qianqian and Jing Tian, ​​was very strange.

He strongly suspected that Sisi had reached some kind of agreement with these two men.

As for Xixi and Shuchang, there's no doubt they have an agreement.

He guessed correctly. Zhang Min realized last year that Qianqian probably knew about her and Liu Jing's affair.

What made her feel gratified and grateful was that Sisi treated her no differently than before, as if she didn't know anything about it.

She didn't expose him, and even shared her tips on how to subdue Liu Jing with Xixi.

I silently thought to myself, "I'm getting old, this is pretty much how my life will be. Given my position, remarriage is unrealistic. Doing anything out of line would just be indulging in pleasure. I won't fight for anything; I only offer my blessings to you both. And if one day, by chance, I do end up with a child..."

"Sister, how are your preparations going?" Liu Jing asked hurriedly when he saw Zhang Min was about to leave.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Zhang Min smiled, thinking that she could play this role naturally.

I'm always being bullied by you and Gao Yuanyuan, this time I'm going to bully you both openly and honestly.

The two had changed their clothes but hadn't put on makeup. Several makeup artists surrounded them and pulled Zhang Min away to do her makeup.

Gao Yuanyuan's costume is quite different from Zhou Zhiruo's from a few years ago, and is closer to Gigi Lai's makeup and styling in "The Kung Fu Cult Master".

Several years have passed, and she has played many roles. Some of them are still memorable, such as Liu Sheng Piaoxu in "The World's Finest" and Xi Shi in "Huanxi Sha".

But none of them are as representative as Zhou Zhiruo. Her constant effort is to make people forget about this character.

If this weren't Liu Jing's first film, Gao Yuanyuan would definitely not have agreed to continue playing Zhou Zhiruo; wouldn't that just reinforce everyone's memory of her?

Gao Yuanyuan would absolutely support the change in hairstyle.

When "Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre" aired, many people said that Zhou Zhiruo after her transformation into a villain was weak, not as good as Gigi Lai or Kathy Chow.

She was also holding her breath, thinking, "This time I'm going to perform well and show you what it means to be completely corrupted."

Half an hour later, Zhang Min and Gao Yuanyuan came out after they had finished their makeup.

Jing Tian ran over excitedly, grabbing one in each hand, and asked her assistant to take a group photo for her.

"Sister Min, Sister Yuanyuan, I really love your portrayals of Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo. Haha, I never thought I, Jing Hanhan... cough cough, Jing Tian, ​​would have the chance to act with you guys one day." Jing Tian was overjoyed; filming was like being a fan meeting, allowing her to temporarily forget the memories of last night.

"Everyone get ready, we'll start filming in ten minutes," the assistant director announced through a megaphone, seeing that it was almost time.

Liu Jing and the other actors had all touched up their makeup, and they gathered together to discuss the afternoon's filming.

Zhang Min sat there leisurely, holding a folding fan, letting the director give instructions. The three of them hadn't just been fooling around last night; they had done some serious things too.

“Action…”

Zhao Min strode into the hall and sat on the table. "Hmph! Zhang Wuji is lucky. If he had arrived even half a step later, I would have brought back the old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng."

"Princess, how skilled is Zhang Wuji in martial arts?" asked the one-eyed monk.

“That kid is nothing special. If Mr. Lu and Mr. He join forces, they might not be a match for Zhang Wuji.” Zhang Min opened his folding fan, his expression arrogant.

"Princess, the Wudang Sect Leader is in our hands. Zhang Wuji will definitely come to rescue him. A net has been laid there, and if he dares to come, we will make sure he never returns," the Bitter Monk chuckled.

The character of the Bitter Monk is played by Ni Dahong. His voice is unique and gives him a genuine villainous feel.

"I'll be waiting for him in Dadu." Zhang Min sneered, taking a sip of tea. "By the way, has Cheng Kun handed over the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts?"

"We're still missing a manual, the diagram of the Indestructible Vajra Body Divine Skill. He said he's searched the entire Shaolin Temple's library but can't find it anywhere," the ascetic monk reported, bowing deeply.

"Hmph! You can't believe everything that old fox says. Maybe he's already got his hands on this manual." Zhang Min said with a disdainful expression.

This line was misspoken; there was no second line in the original script.

The assistant director was about to call "cut," but Liu Jing stopped him, saying, "The changes are pretty good."

"Have you forced out the martial arts skills of other sects?" Zhang Min paced back and forth in the hall with her hands behind her back.

"Kunlun, Huashan, and Kongtong have been interrogated enough. Only Wudang and Emei remain, refusing to submit to the death. Miejue has been on a hunger strike for three days and probably won't last much longer," the ascetic monk replied.

Zhao Min flicked her sleeve, snorted coldly, and slammed her hand on the table.

There was a few seconds of silence, and I wondered why she hadn't called "cut" yet; she had forgotten her lines.

Fortunately, after being a boss for so many years, she still had the ability to adapt to changing circumstances. She immediately retorted, "Useless! You can't even handle this small matter. What use are you?"

The monk was an experienced actor. Although he was shocked, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue making up a story since the director didn't yell "cut." "The princess is right."

Zhang Min, letting loose, added, "Exterminate that old hag, let her starve to death. Don't forget to tell her that after she dies, strip her naked and hang her corpse on the city wall for three days. Write on it, 'Disciple of Guo Xiang of the Emei Sect.'"

The astonished monk looked at Zhao Min, unsure how to respond. After a long pause, he finally said, "I will take care of it right away."

Liu Jing also knew that Zhang Min had forgotten her lines, so he pulled Zhou Zhiruo over to remind Zhao Min in the audience.

Zhao Min then remembered her lines, "I heard she has a disciple named Zhou Zhiruo, so I brought her to see me."

"Yes, Princess." The ascetic monk withdrew.

"Cut!" Liu Jing then called a halt.

Ni Dahong wiped away a bead of cold sweat. "President Min, my heart was pounding in my chest."

"Haha, I didn't see it coming at all." Fatty Wang laughed. This actor is good; he's not flustered at all.

Ni Dahong smiled wryly, "I have facial paralysis, so you can't see anything."

"Sorry, I forgot my lines just now. The director didn't yell 'cut,' so I had to make it up," Zhang Min apologized.

"Mr. Min, that's a brilliant and wonderful piece of writing, absolutely fantastic! I've been writing this script for months, and it's no match for these few lines you came up with on the spot," Fatty Wang flattered.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Min said irritably.

"Take a five-minute break, then we're back for the next match," Liu Jing shouted.

"This is over?" Zhang Min asked in surprise.

"It's done, you can cut it now."

“You’re the director, you’re in charge.” Zhang Min stretched, and Zhou Zhiruo quickly brought over a cup to feed her water.

Liu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Min was in good condition, so he was completely at ease.

For the past ten years, Zhang Min has had little contact with acting and no opportunities to perform.

She only acted in one film, "The Return of the Condor Heroes," playing the role of Li Mochou, and many people said that she acted like Zhao Min.

She had lost a lot of acting knowledge and forgotten acting skills, but now, her reinterpretation of Zhao Min is even more natural.

Having lived a life of luxury for many years, she was often forced by Liu Jing to play Zhao Min, so she wasn't exactly rusty.

"Director, I have an idea. I have a scene with Zhao Min tomorrow. Could we create some conflict? For example, Zhao Min is disrespectful to the young master, and to protect the young master's reputation, I would teach Zhao Min a lesson." Jing Tian crouched down and ran over, squatting next to Liu Jing.

"Xiao Zhao's skills are so mediocre, Zhao Min would be more suited to teach her a lesson," Liu Jing said dismissively.

"Director, this is a good idea. I'm no match for Zhao Min, so you feel sorry for the little maid and beat up Zhao Min instead." Jing Tian had another idea.

“No, it’s not in the script,” Liu Jing refused.

"Director, you're also a screenwriter, you can make changes, right?" Jing Tian said coquettishly.

"You should find Fatty Wang, he's the screenwriter," Liu Jing said, shifting the blame.

Jing Tian stared at Fatty Wang for a while; the guy was flattering Zhang Min with a smile on his face.

She shuddered. Forget it, she decided not to look for him anymore; he was so greasy.

When Zhang Min was in the zone, everyone—actors and staff alike—was incredibly energetic, like they'd been injected with adrenaline.

Liu Jing was amazed by the efficiency.

At 5 PM, today's scheduled shooting was completed ahead of schedule.

Liu Jing filmed two more scenes before calling it a day.

"You brat, filming eight scenes a day! I'm too old for this kind of work!" Zhang Min said, sitting in her chair, completely disregarding her image.

Filming is tough work, and she hasn't experienced this in years.

"Oh my! Ms. Min, you don't look old at all. If we stood together, many people would definitely think we were father and daughter," Fatty Wang said with a smile.

"You fatso, when did I ever say I was old?" Zhang Min said with a laugh.

"Mr. Min, look at my mouth, it's so clumsy, I deserve a beating." Fatty Wang lightly slapped his mouth.

Zhang Min sighed, "Fatty, tell me, what project are you planning to get involved in? I'm not Wen Qiong, I'm not buying your act."

"Mr. Min, I'm a very honest person, I don't have any tricks up my sleeve, I just treat people with sincerity... Hey, Mr. Min, don't go yet, I haven't finished speaking..."

Wang Pangzi chased after Zhang Min. Gao Yuanyuan glanced at Liu Jing, pouted, and thought, "The little girl is guarding me. No wonder she won't even look at me."

Liu Jingzheng was having a headache. Just as they were wrapping up filming, Jing Tian had another idea. This time, she wanted to change the scenes with Zhou Zhiruo.

Xiao Zhao will represent the young master in a martial arts duel with Zhou Zhiruo.

Liu Jing flatly refused, made up an excuse, and ran back to the hotel without even eating.

He went back, took a shower, and sat down at the table to revise the script.

He has had his hands on "My Love from the Star" for a while now, and he plans to adapt it into a domestic version before handing it over to Fan Xiaopang.

ding dong ding dong...

Liu Jing sighed. There was no need to look; it was definitely Jing Tian.

This is a production led by Golden Harvest, and everyone knows Lau King's rules. No one dares to bother him without reason, and no woman dares to offer herself up.

Gao Yuanyuan is on set. Who would dare to sleep with the director? That would be embarrassing for the leading lady.

"Jing Tian, ​​you..."

"Brother Jing, you didn't eat dinner tonight, so I bought you some food." Jing Tian handed over the lunchbox.

Liu Jing felt a little guilty for misunderstanding the other person.

"There's meat, vegetables, and noodles—all your favorites. Here's a bag of fruit and a few bottles of drinks," Jing Tian said thoughtfully.

Liu Jing was even more touched and felt even more guilty. "Thank you."

"Brother Jing, I have an idea... mmm..."

Liu Jing reached out and pinched Jing Tian's mouth shut, not wanting to hear her continue.

boom……

Liu Jingyi abruptly closed the door, shutting Jing Tian outside.

"Sigh! This girl is desperate to film action scenes."

After eating and drinking his fill, he couldn't calm down and revise the script; he couldn't get into the right mindset.

If you're not in the right frame of mind, then don't force it.

Liu Jing got dressed and went downstairs for some fresh air.

A gentle breeze caressed his face, and his jumbled thoughts gradually calmed down, allowing his mind to return to normal.

Right now, Liu Jing misses Shu Chang very much. Having such a sister-in-law by his side can inspire him at any time.

Liu Jing walked around 10 o'clock before going upstairs.

He didn't go back to his own room, but went straight to the top floor.

One step, two steps, three steps...

One floor, two floors, three floors...

Liu Jing took the stairs; a dozen or so floors were nothing to him, and he could avoid many cameras.

He had just come down the stairs when he saw someone leaning against the doorway.

Liu Jing hugged her from behind, "Sis, how did you know..."

He suddenly realized something was wrong—the smell was wrong, the taste was wrong, and the feel was wrong.

This feel... is Jing Tian's.

"Brother, have you decided who it is?" Jing Tian asked softly.

(End of this chapter)