Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 307 Be good! Don't be nervous, Auntie is here.

September 20, 2007, the 9th day of the eighth lunar month.

This day is auspicious for travel, opening a business, hanging plaques, coming-of-age ceremonies, consecration, sculpting, painting, etc. There are no taboos on this day. On this day, the premiere ceremony of "Yin Yang Sacred Fire Order" was held at the Chunqiu Building flagship store.

Since the news of the sequel's reboot came last year, there has been a constant stream of news about the film right up until its premiere.

Filming started on April 20th and it was released on September 20th. That's even faster than Wang Jing's speed.

When a film is completed, filming only accounts for a small part; post-production, censorship, and distribution are no less difficult than filming.

There will be no roadshow for "The Sacred Flame of Yin and Yang". Promotion will begin in major cities after the film is released.

The initial hype was so intense that it put everyone on edge.

The premiere was packed with people, including media, journalists, filmmakers, fans, students, film critics, and netizens, numbering over a thousand.

In addition to these, there are actors and artists, as well as other professionals.

Everyone sat in their seats, whispering and talking amongst themselves, waiting for the movie to start.

Liu Jing remained calm until the moment arrived, at which point he suddenly became nervous.

My brain is out of control, all sorts of thoughts are popping up, what if the reputation collapses? Will it be embarrassing if the box office is low? Will people criticize my acting? Are the visuals not good enough? Was the production cycle too short? Is releasing it during the National Day holiday a bit hasty?

Thoughts are like weeds, growing more and more rampant the more you think about them.

Suddenly a hand grasped his, warm and smooth as jade, and with great force.

"I'm fine." Liu Jing exhaled a breath of relief. This was even more nerve-wracking than his wedding night or passing the imperial examination.

This is truly a debut work; it's about to face the test.

Although he was confident, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive at this moment.

"Don't be nervous, Auntie's here." Qianqian chuckled. Liu Jing's palms were sweaty, but he was still fine.

She reached out her other hand and patted Liu Jing's back, as if coaxing a child.

When Sister Li went to the United States on official business, Liu Jing took a liking to several companies. However, some of these companies don't sell their shares just because you want to buy them.

Sissi wasn't in China either; she said she was spending time with her mother, but it was mainly for travel. After filming for "The Forbidden Kingdom" wrapped up, she took a break.

The post-production of this show was done in the United States. She did both the Chinese and English dubbing, so she had to travel there frequently.

The day before yesterday, she left her mother on the other side of the ocean and flew back to Yandu alone.

Sister Li was very reluctant to part with him, saying, "Let's celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together, and then you can go back to attend the premiere. It won't interfere with either of us."

Sisi explained, "Wait! There's no Mid-Autumn Festival atmosphere in China. If you also want to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, come back to China with me today, and come back the day after tomorrow."

Sister Li didn't agree. If I go back to China, I'll be spending Mid-Autumn Festival alone. You two will definitely leave me at home.

"Looking for a beating, huh?" Liu Jing scratched Qianqian's palm, taking the opportunity to take advantage of me.

"Let's practice in advance." Sisi chuckled softly. "Zhang Min is in good health, it's a pity she's a daughter."

She also felt a little regretful; if it had been a son, her mother definitely wouldn't have pressured her to have a child.

She doesn't really like children, and has even less interest in having them.

Especially recently, I learned about various pregnancy and childbirth information at a hospital in the United States, and then watched Zhang Min's belly gradually swell up.

Before anyone else could feel it, a sudden sense of fear gripped her. Such a huge thing emerging from her belly—it was terrifying.

Besides, she felt that she was only twenty years old, which was too early to have a child; she should wait until she was at least twenty-five or twenty-six.

Having a child at this age would be too much of a waste of time and prevent me from enjoying the beauty of my youth, so let older women like Zhang Min and Fan Xiaopang have the baby.

As for the issue of other children fighting over the inheritance, Qianqian wasn't worried at all. Her mother and Liu Jing would make plans, after all, she had two identities: daughter and daughter-in-law, which she could switch at any time.

"Daughter?" Liu Jing was taken aback; this was the first time he had heard about it. He had never asked, and Zhang Min had never mentioned it either.

"What? You're not a doting father to your daughter, are you?" Sisi pouted.

She said these things mainly to distract Liu Jing.

These days she's in the US, frequently visiting Zhang Min to take care of her daily needs and meals. She's also taken Zhang Min to the hospital for checkups and to supplement her nutrition; it's all been arranged by her.

Zhang Min originally didn't want to check the baby's gender, as she didn't care whether it was a boy or a girl. It was only after several attempts by Qianqian to persuade her that she decided to have the check done.

When the results came out, she hesitated again and didn't want Qianqian to tell Liu Jing.

Liu Jing was deeply moved by Xixi's care for Zhang Min.

He never expected Sisi to do this.

In his view, even if Xixi and Zhang Min were just across the street from each other, they would ignore each other and never have anything to do with each other again.

But to his surprise, Sisi was even more proactive than him, taking charge of all sorts of things.

If the system could display his level of affection for Sissi, it would definitely have jumped up considerably.

"No matter how many daughters I have, none are as good as Liu Yifei," Liu Jing sighed.

"Tch!" Sisi scoffed, not believing it at all.

She noticed that Liu Jing had regained his composure, so she moved her hand away and waited quietly for the movie to start.

Suddenly a large hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her to the side.

Reflexively, she wanted to throw him over her shoulder.

"See a movie."

He knows what's going on with his own apprentice and his own woman.

Liu Jing immediately felt the taut muscles, gently patted his lower back twice, and instantly became obedient.

This is Sisi's sensitive spot, which can effectively suppress conditioned reflexes.

"Hey! I'm warning you, if you get me pregnant within five years, I'll make you experience what level twelve labor pains feel like." Sisi whispered a warning in Liu Jing's ear.

What's going on? Liu Jing was completely confused. Why was this being brought up all of a sudden?

Sisi doesn't particularly like children, but she's not opposed to having them either.

Just as Liu Jing was about to ask a question, the lights went out, and gasps of surprise rang out in the room before gradually silencing the crowd.

As the dragon appeared on the screen, the theater, which housed over a thousand people, fell silent, with only the sound of the speakers filling the air.

Following the public screening license are the logos of several film and television companies.

The first one is Jiahe, which everyone is familiar with.

The logo of Chunqiu Film and Television is not very familiar to everyone, and it has only appeared a few times.

The image is a wheel of time, blending bronze patterns from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods with modern minimalist animation, symbolizing a bridge connecting the past and present in film and television creation.

The main elements are divided into three items, each with its own symbolic meaning.

First, the outline of the bronze ding represents the foundation of Chinese civilization. The shape of the "panchi pattern" from the Spring and Autumn Period is extracted and simplified into symmetrical geometric abstract lines.

Secondly, the film-like gears transform the tripod's handles into the shape of film teeth, which is symbolic, representing the film industry. The film-like texture also symbolizes the depth of history.

The third meaning extends from the tripod, transforming into the pointer of a sundial, with the flow of time representing the brilliance of film and television. The shadows of the seal script characters "Spring" and "Autumn" are projected, and the light and shadow of the sundial pointer flow, eventually settling on the standard characters of "Spring and Autumn Film Industry".

The character “春秋” is a modified version of Li Si’s small seal script, retaining the grass radical of “春” and the grain radical of “秋”. This also has another meaning: to contain auspicious grains within it.

The characters “影视” are written in the Han Dynasty clerical script, with the ends of the strokes treated as film reel notches.

The logo's opening sound effect is the sound of bronze chimes being struck, the transition is the sound of silk rubbing and bamboo slips unfolding, and the ending sound is the harmonics of a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).

Click...

The wheel of time dissipated, a thunderclap resounded, and the lightning bolts on the screen took the shape of dragons, encircling the five large characters "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber".

The lightning flashed, and another line of small text appeared: "The Yin-Yang Sacred Fire Token," along with some English text.

Clang...

Swords clashed, the screen shattered, and a magnificent city appeared before our eyes.

This is a distant view, with the city stretching out as if without end. In the upper right corner, the two characters "Dadu" appear.

Buzzing...

The desolate and ancient music began, like a horn sounding from ancient times.

A tall tower appears in the center, and as the camera zooms in, the tower grows larger and larger.

The camera pans to a mountaintop, where Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao, and Xiao Zhao overlook Wan'an Temple.

White robe, gray shirt, black clothes, blue skirt, red skirt—five people, five colors, standing in five different directions.

Zhang Wuji was in the lead, followed by Xiao Zhao, with the Green-Winged Bat King and the White-Browed Eagle King on either side, and Yang Xiao standing at the very back.

"Young Master, we have arrived in Dadu." Xiao Zhao was the first to speak, charming and adorable, with a touch of innocence.

Many viewers sighed, saying that after almost fifteen years, Zhang Wuji had finally arrived in Dadu.

Film critics started writing quickly; they weren't hired for nothing, and the first wave of public opinion would be generated after the event.

"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 the Wan'an Temple tower, his face grave. The tower was heavily guarded and riddled with traps.

The camera followed Yang Xiao's finger, where countless disciples of the Five Elements Flags were waiting for their leader's order to attack Wan'an Temple.

"Where did you film this? No film studio is this big, is it?" Sisi muttered softly.

"The model I made cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, it breaks my heart." Liu Jing stared at the screen.

The internal mechanisms of Wan'an Temple are now on display for everyone.

The Five Elements Banner disciples poured in; some dismantled the traps, some cleared a path with rolling stones, some set fires, and some used shields to deflect hidden arrows. Even so, the casualties were numerous, and cries of agony could often be heard.

One by one, disciples fell, and the Wan'an Temple Pagoda seemed to have become a meat grinder, losing all its Buddhist solemnity.

The audience held their breath; the scene was somewhat cruel.

“It was worth the money. Where was it done? Can you recommend them to me? I’ll use them when I’m producing.” This is Xixi’s final year of graduate school, and she will be starting to prepare for graduation after the Chinese New Year.

She recently warned Liu Jing repeatedly that if he dared to grant her another doctorate, she would break off all contact with him for a year.

Previously, severing ties simply meant refusing communication; now, it involves another layer of communication, posing a significant threat to Liu Jing.

If one does not cultivate immortality for a year, one's cultivation level will regress.

Ever since he experienced the wonders of cultivating immortality, Liu Jing has been unable to resist its mysteries.

When minds are in sync, they are absolutely the best fellow cultivators. That kind of tacit understanding, that feeling, that enjoyment, is something no one else can compare to.

Second only to cultivating immortality is reciting poetry. The little lion's brokenness and its expression of bearing humiliation greatly inspired Liu Jing.

Every time Liu Jing saw the other person in that state, he wanted to bully them mercilessly.

Third is the assistant, with gentle eyes, a melodious voice, and rich expressions, who benefits all living beings.

Everyone else has their own strengths: Jing Tian is full of contrasts, Fan Xiaopang is good at making bold faces, Shu Chang brings double the joy, Gao Yuanyuan is both bad at cooking and loves to play, she uses a compass to hold candy when eating it, and she brings two big bowls when collecting honey...

"Let's watch a movie." Sisi pinched Liu Jing's arm, her hands getting restless again. The hand that was around his waist gradually moved downwards.

With so many people, if they were discovered, it would be a disaster.

Most importantly, she felt that her younger brother seemed to be daydreaming.

I have to watch my first film carefully.

Liu Jing snapped out of his daze, and the cinema suddenly became noisy.

Zhao Min, disguised as a man and holding a folding fan, stepped into the main hall of the Prince's mansion, where the Prince of Ruyang was waiting.

Living environment shapes temperament, and upbringing shapes physique. After being a domineering CEO for so many years, Zhang Min's aura has become increasingly sharp and imposing.

Fifteen years have passed, but time has not stood still for her; on the contrary, she has become even more radiant and youthful.

Zhao Min's lips curled into a slight smile, exuding both nobility and arrogance.

Prince Ruyang sat upright, while Zhao Min stood in the hall, speaking eloquently. Everyone had the illusion that Zhao Min was the master of this hall.

Liu Jing had a headache while rehearsing this scene and repeatedly asked Zhang Min to stop.

He played the Prince of Ruyang, and Gao Yuanyuan played Cheng Kun. They rehearsed more than a dozen takes before they finally found the feeling from back then.

The filming was so smooth because of the hard work of rehearsing the night before.

"It should be here by now," Sisi muttered.

She wasn't afraid of others hearing, because Jing Tian was sitting on her other side, and Gao Yuanyuan was sitting on Liu Jing's other side; both of them were insiders.

Gao Yuanyuan knew the truth, not because Zhang Min told her, but because she guessed it herself.

They often fought side by side during those days. Zhang Min suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. In addition, some subsequent events made her notice something was wrong.

Instead of being suspicious, it's better to tell her proactively. After all, Gao Yuanyuan still has a lot of work to do, and she still needs to cover up many of Zhang Min's situations.

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cried at the same time. You told me to concentrate on watching the movie, but you kept letting your mind wander and leading me astray.

Zhang Min did not become pregnant during filming, but before filming began, probably in early April or late March.

"Your belly is so flat, how could you be so dense? Didn't you notice when you slept with her?" Sisi teased.

"Let's watch a movie." Liu Jing grunted and gave her small waist a hard squeeze.

"It's nothing," Sisi muttered.

On screen, Zhao Min is talking to the Bitter Monk; a few lines in this scene were improvised. After filming this scene, Ni Dahong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he almost dropped the camera.

“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. Oh, and write on it: ‘Grand-disciple of Guo Xiang of the Emei Sect.’” Zhao Min sneered. This line was improvised and slightly modified during the dubbing process.

The ascetic monk had a blank expression, not knowing how to respond. After three seconds of silence, he said, "I'll take care of it right away."

Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Min called him back, "I heard that Miejue has a disciple named Zhou Zhiruo, who is Zhang Wuji's little lover. Bring her to see me."

"Pfft..."

Laughter suddenly erupted from several places in the room, which seemed rather abrupt.

Liu Jing's arm was pinched. This wasn't Qianqian; Qianqian was the one laughing. This was Gao Yuanyuan on the other side, gritting her teeth, eager to arrange a get-together with Zhao Min right now.

Liu Jing dared not move. This line was not originally part of the script; Zhang Min added it in during the dubbing process.

As for who was laughing, he heard pretty much it: besides Qianqian beside him and Jing Tian beside Qianqian, there were also Bai Bing and Yang Mi, those two troublemakers.

The movie doesn't pause because of anyone's laughter; the Bitter Monk arrives with Zhou Zhiruo.

“Princess, this is Zhou Zhiruo.” The Bitter Monk placed his hand on Zhou Zhiruo’s shoulder, pushed her to the center of the hall, and then stepped aside.

Zhao Min put her hands behind her back and looked Zhou Zhiruo up and down, her gaze filled with scrutiny and aggression.

Suddenly, the monk's ears twitched. At that moment, the scene changed, and Zhang Wuji and the Green-Winged Bat King stepped onto the roof ridge and arrived above the main hall.

"Wow! His ears actually moved, even more naturally than mine!" Sisi exclaimed in surprise.

She can also move her ears; she discovered this skill herself while watching the TV series "Prime Minister Liu Luo Guo" back then.

But you have to be fully focused, and the movements aren't very vigorous, not as rhythmic as Li Baotian's.

"With the filming technique, his face barely moves, so don't expect his ears to move," Liu Jing explained.

“You really made the right choice in casting him as the Bitter Monk. I’ve thought about it, and among all the actors, there aren’t many who have suffered more than him. I’m talking about male actors; there are quite a few female actors who have a suffering look, like a few from the Spring and Autumn Period.” Xixi added.

Liu Jing sighed, wondering what kind of karma had caused this. The title of one of the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period was so powerful, but it had been ridiculed as the Five Sufferings of the Spring and Autumn Period.

The five sufferings are ranked: Da Bai suffers the most, followed by Chen Zihan, then Yan Danchen, then Zeng Li, and finally Gao Yuanyuan.

Liu Jing strongly suspects that this ranking is not based on appearance, but on character.

Fortunately, among the younger generation of artists in Chunqiu, there is Tang Yan. Tong Liya, Shen Jianni and Zhou Yang also look a bit miserable, but Tang Tang is always cheerful.

Zhao Min sniffed the back of Zhou Zhiruo's neck, looking utterly captivated. "She really is a pitiful little beauty, a little fox spirit loved by everyone. No wonder Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult, with his unparalleled martial arts, was able to be stabbed by your sword."

"I succeeded by taking advantage of his unpreparedness and launching a sneak attack." Zhou Zhiruo was a little scared, but she still mustered up her courage.

"Hehe, with Zhang Wuji's skills, even your master might not have been able to succeed. You managed to ambush him successfully, so it seems he really does treat you differently. Even I, as a woman, am mesmerized by you. That guy is a lecherous rogue, so it's no wonder; it seems he has indeed taken a liking to you." Zhao Min mocked, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes, as she thought of Green Willow Manor.

Gao Yuanyuan chuckled softly to herself, sensing that Zhang Min was taking the opportunity to hurl insults. She'd just been insulting her, and now she was insulting Liu Jing. There were hidden meanings in her words, insults within insults, and Gao Yuanyuan felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Princess, among all the disciples of Emei, Miejue dotes on her the most. Perhaps this Zhou Zhiruo is Miejue's illegitimate daughter." The Bitter Monk chuckled, his expression both cold and sinister.

"You're talking nonsense! You're not allowed to insult my master's reputation!" Zhou Zhiruo shouted.

"Nonsense? Hehe, Master Ku, didn't you say that Miejue was your old flame? Could this Zhou Zhiruo be your illegitimate daughter?" Zhao Min laughed.

"Shut up!" Zhou Zhiruo's face flushed red. She knew her background very well, and this was an absolute humiliation for her and her master.

"Zhou Zhiruo, I'll give you a chance." Zhao Min drew a sword, its cold light gleaming, and blew on the blade. "Here's a sword for you. Defeat those three, and I'll let you go."

"I've been poisoned by you, and all my internal energy is gone. You want me to spar with them, but you're just trying to trick me into using the Emei Sect's swordsmanship." Zhou Zhiruo snorted lightly, her expression turning cold. "Kill me if you want."

clap clap...

Zhao Min clapped her hands. "She's not a fool. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also very smart. Killing her so easily would be too lenient."

Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes, making her even more charming.

"You little vixen, just because you're seductive, you think everyone will be captivated by you like that brat Zhang Wuji." Zhao Min sneered, pulling a dagger from her sleeve and skillfully twirling it in her hand. "I'm going to use this sword to carve three words on your face."

She slapped Zhou Zhiruo's face with the dagger, enunciating each word clearly, "You... slut..."

Zhang Wuji descended from the sky, grabbed Zhao Min's wrist, snatched the dagger from her hand, and put his arm around Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder, rescuing her.

The Azure-Winged Bat King moved with lightning speed, and in an instant, all the guards in the hall were immobilized by pressure points.

The Green-Winged Bat King and the Bitter Monk exchanged a few blows, all swift and decisive, happening in the blink of an eye.

"Master Zhang, welcome to Dadu. I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner." Zhao Min opened her folding fan, showing no fear in front of Zhang Wuji.

The audience only breathed a sigh of relief when Zhang Wuji appeared. Many had been on tenterhooks, constantly worried that Zhao Min might bully Zhou Zhiruo at any moment.

"Hehe, do you think Zhang Min was holding back those words she said earlier? Zhao Min became her mouthpiece, saying them so bluntly." Qianqian grinned mischievously, feeling so relieved.

"So I've become your mouth double," Liu Jing said irritably.

"Hehe, Zhang Min's acting is really good, so natural and effortless. It doesn't feel like she's acting, it's like she's at home. Every move, every word, is so natural, without any trace of acting." After saying her playful words, Qianqian started to get serious.

She used to look down on Zhang Min's acting skills, thinking that the term "vase" was indeed very suitable for Zhang Min and Gao Yuanyuan.

"The best actors aren't the actors themselves, but the elites in the business and political world. They're all incredibly good at acting. Their performances are so convincing, you can't tell the difference, and you have to feel moved, trust, and admire them. Spending two or three years there and getting into the swing of things is better than studying acting for ten years. After all, actors only have time to act, but these people act all the time," Liu Jing replied softly.

If Sisi opens her mouth, he will definitely lose interest in watching the movie.

"You said you were such a good actor when you were little, were you performing all the time?" Sisi guessed.

"What's the show?"

"How can the performance fool me, how can it fool our mother, how can it fool older sisters like Zhang Min, how can it fool young girls like Gulnazar?" Sisi mocked.

"How did I lie to Nazha?" Liu Jing was completely confused.

"Didn't you tell her that Jing Tian is your wife?" Qianqian's small hands twirled around Liu Jing's waist, twirling and twirling again.

"I'll confront her right now." Liu Jing was frank, because he was talking about his fiancée, not his wife.

“I’m not going. I still want to see you and Gao Yuanyuan get married.” Qianqian remained unmoved.

"You heard this from Jing Tian, ​​right? You can't trust what the person involved said."

On the screen, Fan Yao and the cult leader were engaged in a fierce fight, their punches landing hard and their moves sharp, captivating the audience.

The siblings were whispering to each other in the audience.

Gao Yuanyuan and Jing Tian felt both contempt and heartache. "You two should just go home instead of watching a movie."

“Nazha told me,” Sisi replied, pausing for a moment. “I forgot to tell you, we’ve known each other since last year.”

"Last year?" Liu Jing asked in surprise.

"I thought we'd never cross paths again, but who knew she was going to get involved in the entertainment industry too. Now that I think about it, I guess I influenced her," Xixi explained.

"..."

“I didn’t tell you because I thought she was pretty. Someone used to only collect photos of older sisters, but now he has a habit of collecting photos of younger sisters, so we have to be careful,” Sisi continued.

"..." Liu Jing remained speechless.

“Yesterday I went to Jing Tian’s place to pick something up and ran into Nazha. It’s good to be with Jing Tian, ​​it’s better than being with you. Under your nose, we wouldn’t even know if you messed with her.” Qianqian was worried, not afraid that her younger brother would find other women, but afraid that he would find other women indiscriminately.

"Follow Jing Tian?" Liu Jing was even more confused.

"Yes! Jing Tian's company changed its name to Qin Huang Entertainment, and their first signed artist was Gulnazar. She's still young, so Brother Suobu signed a ten-year contract on her behalf," Qianqian explained.

Liu Jing looked past Xixi and at Jing Tian. She had been busy with the movie release lately, and so many things had happened that she didn't know about.

"I didn't hear anything." Jing Tian removed one ear and her entire body.

(End of this chapter)