Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 308 Let Me Dance for You

Chapter 308 Let Me Dance for You
Liu Jing has indeed been very busy lately, with the release of "The Yin-Yang Sacred Fire Order" and the review of "Under the City Wall".

The subject matter is sensitive, so the censorship is very strict. Even with the green light given, there are still many places where it gets blocked.

With the Berlin Film Festival's deadline fast approaching, Tian Zhuangzhuang panicked. He wanted to submit his film directly to the Berlin Film Festival without going through the review process.

Liu Jing was naturally unwilling. "I'm still young, and I don't want to be banned from directing for ten years."

If I can't make it to the Berlin Film Festival, I'll go to the Cannes Film Festival. There are plenty of film festivals; since the film won't be released this year, there's no rush to attend.

The purpose of participating in the competition is not to win awards. Given the nature of those film festivals, films like this are unlikely to receive awards.

The main purpose is to let the international community know about this film and understand that period of history.

Liu Jing was afraid that Director Tian would make decisions on his own, so he kept a close eye on the post-production work and review process of "Under the City Wall".

After all, Director Tian is a very willful second-generation film star and also a very willful director.

Speaking of Director Tian, he is a low-key legend who has connections with many big directors in the entertainment industry.

My father was the first director of the Beijing Film Studio and the first deputy director of the Film Bureau. My mother was a famous actress and the first director of the Children's Film Studio.

He and Li Xuejian are cousins, Chen Kaige is his good friend, Li Shaohong is his best friend, Zhang Yimou was his photographer, and Xu Fan, Feng Xiaogang's wife, is his ex-girlfriend...

He is a typical second-generation star with a very strong network of connections, yet he has forged his own path.

"The Blue Kite" was banned for ten years, while "Spring in a Small Town" shocked the world for a century.

With someone who doesn't play by the rules, Liu Jing felt that his worries were well-founded.

Even with his eyes glued to the screen, Liu Jing was still uneasy.

He spoke earnestly to Director Tian, saying, "Director Tian, if this film appears at the film festival without being approved, Xixi's doctoral studies will be ruined."

Old Tian hesitated for a moment, "Whether she pursues a doctorate or not is actually irrelevant. She's already at the top level in her master's program; there's no need for her to get a doctorate."

Liu Jing was shocked. Luckily, he had taken precautions. That guy hadn't given up at all.

The school intends to have Sisi stay on campus to pursue a doctorate or teach there. As long as she remains at the school, she'll be a valuable asset for student recruitment.

Her advisor talked to her about it, but Sisi firmly disagreed, saying, "Go to hell if you want to stay at the university and teach." Having a teacher as a father, she had always had a negative attitude towards school.

Liu Jing stopped discussing it with Lao Tian and went directly to Principal Zhang. "Principal, if this film appears at a film festival without being approved, it's impossible for Xixi to pursue a doctorate, and it's even more impossible for me to take the postgraduate entrance exam. We'll both apply to withdraw from school."

Principal Zhang immediately said, "Don't worry! If Lao Tian dares to do that, I will call on my colleagues to write to the Film Bureau and have him banned from directing for another twenty years."

Whether Sisi pursues a doctorate or not is not something the university values highly.

From the perspective of the school's leadership, Liu Yifei is a well-known actress whose main influence is among the general public. This can bring some students to the school, but the impact is limited.

Beijing Film Academy has no shortage of promising talents, nor does it lack students.

Liu Jing is different; keeping him at the school enhances the school's reputation.

With the principal's words, Liu Jing finally felt relieved.

As for the issue of Nazha not signing with Chunqiu, he didn't take it to heart. He thought that Sobu and Er had some concerns and planned to wait until "Yin Yang Sacred Fire Order" was released and "Under the City Wall" passed the review before trying to persuade them.

Little did anyone know that Jing Tian would snatch the deal and sign Nazha to a ten-year contract.

Ten years! How utterly depraved and inhumane!

Ten years later, Nazha will be twenty-five.

Hmm! It doesn't seem very big.

Uh! Why would I care about this?

"Um, I'm going to the bathroom, you guys keep chatting." Unable to withstand Jing Ge's gaze, Jing Tian lowered her head and hunched over, quickly making her way to the bathroom.

She plans to come back during the final battle, and will just find a place to sit later.

If it weren't for the fact that she had to go on stage for an interview after the movie ended, now would be a good time to go back.

"I didn't say anything, why is she feeling guilty?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

He had no intention of blaming anyone; he was just worried about when Jing Tian would rise to prominence.

He never forgot the skills of cultivating the fertile flower.

Let alone Nazha, if Jing Tian wanted Yang Mi, he poached her from Rong Xinda. If he wanted Liu Shishi, he lured her away from Tangren. If he wanted Tang Yan, he simply gave her to him.

Even if Jing Tian wanted Fan Xiaopang, he would grant her wish. He wouldn't let Fan Xiaopang run his company anymore; instead, he would partner with Jing Tian.

"Oh, I thought you'd feel guilty." Sisi's expression was indifferent; she didn't sense any ulterior motives, only surprise and joy.

Joy? What the hell? Are you crazy?

Sisi muttered to herself, really wanting to ask.

"After all, she's my benefactor in name only, so I can't treat her unfairly. It's fine to follow Jing Tian, as long as she doesn't follow Yang Mi," Liu Jing explained.

"Hehe, you know you're not learning anything good from Yang Mi, huh?" Qianqian scoffed, not wanting to ask any more questions.

Yang Mi +1
Liu Jing wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to be so talkative and bring up Yang Mi for no reason?

Sure enough, an awkward silence ensued, and Sisi settled into watching the movie without saying a word.

Liu Jing tried to sense it carefully, but couldn't detect anything.

He silently cursed, "Damn system, what kind of bullshit telepathy is this? It's completely useless."

The movie continues, depicting the rescue of the six factions.

Fan Yao and the leader recognized each other, and Fan Yao tricked the Xuanming Elders by pretending to be Miejue's old lover. Miejue's anger, Fan Yao's humor, the Xuanming Elders' foolishness, and the Huashan Elders' banter drew bursts of laughter from the audience.

Liu Jing felt much more at ease. A string can't always be taut; a balance between tension and relaxation is the way of both literature and martial arts, and it's also the best way to tell a story.

Sorrow shouldn't last forever; there should be intermittent moments of joy.

Joy cannot last forever; there must be periods of hardship and embarrassment.

Most of the scenes last for more than twenty minutes, and with the sound of "Breaking the Waves," it's time to change scenes.

The audience began to whisper among themselves, and Liu Jing, with his keen hearing, gave a rather positive review.

On the large ship, Zhou Zhiruo was like a prisoner, Xiao Zhao willingly served as a maid, and Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji drank and talked every day, gradually developing feelings for each other.

The cold glint that occasionally flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes told the audience that this Emei disciple was not as calm as she appeared.

Xiao Zhao's obvious guilty conscience also tells the audience that things are not so simple, and this trip will not be so smooth.

Zhang Wuji stood at the bow of the boat, accompanied by three beauties, exuding confidence and charm.

Ice and Fire Island is almost here. He pointed to the magnificent scenery, "Look, that's where I've lived since I was a child. This place is magical, oh wait... something's wrong..."

Zhang Wuji realized something was wrong. Without waiting for the boat to reach the shore, he leaped up, touched the water a few times, and landed on the bank.

"what……"

Many viewers gasped in surprise as several eerie shadows suddenly attacked Zhang Wuji.

By the time he realized it, or rather, by the time the audience realized it, the ghostly claws had already grabbed Zhang Wuji's chest.

Zhang Wuji let out a long roar, the sound like surging waves. His body swelled with energy, and three figures flew out.

The dark shadows were actually three strange figures, maintaining bizarre shapes, who said in unison, "Zhang Wuji is nothing special."

Zhang Wuji stood still, without retreating, but the clothes on his chest were torn.

"Who are you? Where is my godfather?" Zhang Wuji asked.

"hey-hey……"

"Ha ha……"

"whee……"

Strange laughter echoed from all sides, making the audience frown; it sounded like the cawing of three thousand crows, or like foam rubbing against glass.

"Only by defeating us will you be worthy to know our name."

"Defeat us, and we'll tell you where your godfather is."

"Defeat us, and we'll let you go..."

"Defeat us..."

"defeat……"

Zhang Wuji snorted coldly, "Playing hard to get."

What followed was an exhilarating fight, where Liu Jing's skills far surpassed Li Lianjie's.

He could easily perform actions that Li Lianjie couldn't.

He could use any move that Li Lianjie didn't understand.

Liu Jing used to be a martial arts instructor, so he understands the audience's preferences. His moves are not only explosive, but also very eye-catching.

"That was exhilarating..." The audience was thoroughly entertained; such scenes were rare in martial arts movies these days.

Wuxia has lost its martial arts essence, with special effects becoming the norm, and those special effects aren't even that great.

A casual blast of air here sends two "ouch" sounds as someone flies 800 meters away.

With a flick of the finger here, mountains crumble and collapse there with a series of bangs.

The two actors are fighting, and they don't even appear in the same shot.

It looked very mysterious at first, but now it's really boring.

"So beautiful!" an audience member exclaimed.

The Purple-Robed Dragon King appeared, indeed dressed in a purple robe.

She wore a jeweled forehead ornament, a flowing purple robe, and a silver veil that covered the lower half of her face.

The veil is transparent, meant to prevent characters in the play from seeing it, such as Zhang Wuji.

They don't treat the audience like outsiders at all, and they see things very clearly.

Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes large and her nose high. Her face was as fair as the moon, and her lips were as red as rouge.

"How did I do?" Liu Jing was quite pleased with himself. He had captured Chen Zihan's beauty to the fullest despite her only seven points of attractiveness. Now no one would complain about Chen Zihan's misfortune anymore.

"It's so big," Sisi said enviously.

The Purple-Robed Dragon King's chest was bulging and very conspicuous.

While others saw her beauty, Sisi's first glance was at her chest.

She's beautiful, and she's often praised for it; it's nothing new.

He wasn't wealthy, and no one ever praised him for it, including Liu Jing.

Liu Jing only ever calls her a xiaolongbao (soup dumpling), which doesn't sound like a compliment at all.

However, if she knew what her younger brother said about Tang Yan and Zhao Liying, she would definitely think that Xiaolongbao was also a compliment.

One was a Want Want Little Bun, and the other was a nail in a board; those two were so angry they could explode.

“After all, she is the Dragon King, and you are just a Dragon Girl, and a little Dragon Girl at that. Let’s take it slow, you will grow up eventually. If you are really in a hurry, you can get pregnant again… hiss…” Liu Jing couldn’t continue. The previous times, Qianqian’s little hand hovered over hers just for show, but this time he was really going to do it.

"Have you ever tried it before?" Sisi asked.

"What?" Liu Jing was a little confused.

"It's nothing." Sisi let go and continued watching the movie.

She had let go. Liu Jing realized what was happening and, looking at the purple-robed dragon king standing tall on the screen, he suddenly wanted to explore the horns of the majestic dragon.

"The second hardship is definitely not as bad as the first. I was really stupid back then. Why did I only know how to spank?" Liu Jing thought back to those days. Li Dabai's physique was much more impressive than Fan Xiaopang's.

He was so focused on treating everyone equally, giving each a fair share of the blame, that he forgot to consider whether it was truly fair.

Liu Jing's mind wandered, and Gao Yuanyuan began to feel uncomfortable.

As Zhou Zhiruo's cunning and ruthless true nature is revealed, viewers gasp in surprise. The foreshadowing laid earlier now comes into play, highlighting Zhou Zhiruo's sinister nature even more.

The fight scene between Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo was exciting, but not as exciting as the scene where Zhou Zhiruo humiliated Zhao Min.

That kind of mania, coldness, and hysteria is completely different from Gao Yuanyuan's image.

Many viewers muttered, "He's really going all out; he's really gone completely to the dark side."

For some reason, despite being such a villain who should have deserved to die, no one could bring themselves to hate Gao Yuanyuan when they looked at her face.

Sisi was also stunned. She subconsciously glanced at Gao Yuanyuan next to her. Had the darkness in her heart been awakened? Could she be mistaking Zhang Min for me?

Sisi shuddered. How terrifying! This woman is truly terrifying.

It wasn't just Xixi; many people looked at Gao Yuanyuan. Was this still Gao Yuanyuan?
Feeling like a thorn in her side, this was Gao Yuanyuan's true feeling, especially the gaze of the girl beside her, which was as deep and unfathomable as a prison.

"Um, I'm going to the restroom. You guys can continue your conversation." Gao Yuanyuan could no longer maintain her composure. She could tolerate other gazes, but she couldn't stand this scrutinizing one.

"We really didn't chat this time," Liu Jing shook his head, another one defeated by Xixi's gaze.

"She also made a quick escape to pee," Xixi muttered, noting that there were two Six-Eared Macaques, one on each side.

She hadn't been paying attention to the two of them when she spoke, and she didn't care if they heard her. "I can't even stand the way you look at me, let alone her," Liu Jing remarked.

Whenever Sisi looked at him with calm eyes, he felt immense pressure.

If he were Sun Wukong, then Xixi's gaze would be like the Five Finger Mountain. She seems harmless, but she can't seem to escape his grasp.

"I didn't mean anything by it, I was just a little surprised," Sisi explained.

Liu Jing's expression was strange. Your appearance was an accident.

No one expected Sissi to appear at the premiere, especially since she was abroad just a few days ago.

The original seating arrangement was as follows: Liu Jing sat with Gao Yuanyuan to his left and Jing Tian to his right, the three main characters sitting together.

Since Sisi is here, the center position has to be given up.

Fatty Wang was very considerate; he gave up his seat and slipped to the back.

A storm is brewing, a bloodbath is brewing, don't get me covered in blood later.

“It’s normal for immoral people to feel guilty,” Sisi said thoughtfully.

Liu Jing also seemed to be deep in thought. Could it be that I was afraid of Qianqian's gaze because I felt guilty? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

On screen, Zhou Zhiruo's descent into darkness continues. Zhang Wuji discovers her true nature and she escapes Icefire Island by boat, leaving Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun stranded on the island.

Just moments before, Zhou Zhiruo was riding the waves, laughing heartily at Icefire Island, causing the waves to surge and the seabirds to be shocked.

The next moment, Xiao Zhao stood on the boat, gazing at the island where her husband was, like a statue waiting for her husband.

A familiar figure floated on the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

The audience breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Zhao Min was not dead.

After the excitement and the great battle, comes peace and recuperation.

Zhou Zhiruo fled back to the mainland with the broken Heaven Sword and a few books, where she diligently practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Zhang Wuji stayed on Icefire Island to practice martial arts and listen to Xie Xun explain the way of kingship and hegemony.

Xiao Zhao escorted Zhao Min back to Dadu, and then followed the Purple-Robed Dragon King back to Persia, searching through the entire library.

Zhao Min recuperated in Dadu, practiced her hidden weapons, and plotted to destroy Emei and Shaolin.

The martial arts world was unusually calm, and the atmosphere in the cinema was much more relaxed, with everyone taking the opportunity to whisper among themselves.

Zhou Zhiruo has completely turned evil, Zhang Wuji is truly cunning, Dai Qisi is so beautiful, Zhao Min is indeed not dead, it's a pity about Xiao Zhao...

When...when...when...

The sound of the Shaolin Temple bell echoed throughout the entire cinema, finally calming the crowd's discussions.

Gao Yuanyuan also returned, but instead of sitting back in her own seat, she sat in Jing Tian's seat.

Liu Jing glanced at it with surprise, but didn't pay it any mind.

"Shouldn't you go to the bathroom?" Sisi said calmly.

"No, I don't need to pee." Liu Jing was admiring his masterpiece. Next up was Shaolin Storm, with even more fight scenes, and Cheng Kun stepped out from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

Xu Shaoqiang plays Cheng Kun. He looks quite refined, but his acting is simply too perverted.

"Go ahead, there's bound to be a lot, don't hold it in too long." Sisi gave her a push.

You won't get sick from holding it in! You're not a tapeworm in my stomach, how would you know if I need to pee?
Just as Liu Jing was about to respond, he received a look from Qianqian, who seemed to want to talk to Gao Yuanyuan.

No! Gao Yuanyuan wanted to talk to Qianqian; the wedding scene would begin in just over ten minutes.

If Sisi hadn't come, she would have watched with appreciative eyes, and it would have been a warm and happy time. But now... there was only trepidation and unease.

"A movie that's supposed to be dull, you guys have managed to make it so dull," Liu Jing muttered. The stories in the movies are bizarre and fantastical, and the stories of the moviegoers are full of twists and turns.

Liu Jing was about to go out for a smoke when he pushed open the door to the backstage lounge, only to find it wasn't empty.

"What are you doing here?" Liu Jing asked in surprise.

"Nervous." Zhang Tianai was startled when she saw Liu Jing come in and quickly stood up from the sofa.

The lounge is at the back, and ordinary people can't usually get in there.

"What are you nervous about? It's just your back and belly showing, not your face." Liu Jing sat on the sofa, feeling warm and cozy.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and was about to take out a lighter to light it. Zhang Tianai, being quick-witted, immediately squatted down next to him, picked up the lighter on the table, and lit it for him.

Liu Jing took two puffs and exhaled a puff of smoke. "You don't mind if I have a cigarette, do you?"

"This is a place for smoking." Zhang Tianai quietly pouted. You've already started smoking, and now you're asking me if I mind.

"How have you been lately?" Liu Jing asked, trying to make conversation. It was a little awkward for the two of them to be alone in a room without talking.

"Sister Dong arranged for me to study in the Xiaobaihua Class, to learn about young male roles and opera, which will be helpful for playing Zhao Min," Zhang Tianai responded.

"Keep it up," Liu Jing said casually.

"Thank you." Zhang Tianai glanced at Liu Jing twice.

She used to be completely at ease when she was alone. But this time, for some reason, she felt very anxious.

She is no longer just an artist under Chunqiu Entertainment; she is still nominally Zhang Min's secretary, but she is no longer responsible for specific tasks.

She submitted her resignation to Zhang Min, but Zhang Min did not approve it. Zhang Min was currently out of the country, and she felt that having a nominal secretary was quite good, saving her from some messy speculation.

Besides the rumors of a terminal illness, some people are also confidently saying that Zhang Min has offended the major shareholder and is about to be taken down.

As long as the secretary is at the company, it means that Zhang Min is still the company's No. 1.

"It wasn't my arrangement." Liu Jing didn't want credit for his assistant's work; he usually gave the credit to his assistant.

"My name is in the cast list, thank you." Zhang Tianai was very touched.

No matter how well or how hard a stunt double works, they are still just a stunt double and can never leave their name; this is an unspoken rule in the industry.

Besides her name, there's also a behind-the-scenes clip at the end of the film showing her as Zhang Min's body double.

"I did this for the TV series." Liu Jing smiled. The most important reason was that he saw Zhang Tianai's hard work and wanted to give her a chance.

"Let me massage your head," Zhang Tianai said, standing up behind Liu Jing.

She guessed that Liu Jing came here to smoke because he must be nervous, after all, this was Director Fang's first film.

This was also her first official film, and she was secretly delighted by this collaboration.

Liu Jing was indeed a little nervous; this was only the premiere, and the box office would be the real test.

Zhang Tianai's massage skills are quite good, after all, she often massages Zhang Min.

A few minutes later, Liu Jing habitually leaned his head back and rested it on the warm jade.

"He's definitely more capable than Xiaobai."

Liu Jing muttered to himself. He had already seen the stunt double once when they were filming the scene. Although it was through a simple piece of cloth, it couldn't escape his sharp eyes.

Zhang Tianai seemed oblivious, continuing the massage and even straightening the other person's head.

Liu Jing stood up nonchalantly. "Sorry. You can stay nervous. I'm going to see a movie."

"I..." Zhang Tianai wanted to say she didn't care, but the other person had already left.

She was somewhat annoyed; what a great opportunity, and she had ruined it.

Liu Jing returned, and Gao Yuanyuan went back to her seat.

As for Jing Tian, when he came in just now, he glanced at him and saw a dark mass of people, so he couldn't see where they were hiding at all.

Liu Jing didn't ask what the two had said; some things were better left unsaid.

Gao Yuanyuan regained her composure. This segment at Shaolin Temple was Gao Yuanyuan's highlight moment, winning praise from the six major sects.

Next came the arranged marriage, and she watched half of Zhou Zhiruo's wedding with a smile.

The wedding was naturally canceled. Zhou Zhiruo tore her red dress with her bare hands, completely turning to the dark side. Zhang Wuji abandoned his fiancée and chased after Zhao Min.

"Pah! Scumbag." A spitting voice came from behind, causing a burst of laughter.

Even in a quiet movie theater, many people can still hear you speaking softly.

That's Jing Tian's voice. No need to look anymore, it's not far behind.

Liu Jing mourned for Zhang Wuji, and after his cunning act, he also earned the title of "scumbag".

This time I laughed because of a jerk, next time it'll be because of a movie.

Zhao Min informs Cheng Kun of his conspiracy and the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King. Liu Jing, accompanied by his two envoys, Yin Tianzheng, and Wei Yixiao, sneaks into Dadu at night.

The humor lies entirely with Wei Yixiao, who, relying on his unparalleled lightness skill, sneaks into the palace. He freezes the imperial chef with ice and steals the imperial meal.

He even mistook red wine for fresh blood, and after drinking it, he wiped his mouth and said, "This blood is a little sweet, I hope it doesn't cause any disease."

The Green-Winged Bat King, unable to hold his liquor, staggered into the place where Cheng Kun was refining corpse puppets.

Cheng Kun used the Sacred Flame Token to reforge the Heaven-Reliant Sword, and Zhou Zhiruo was controlled by him using a mind-controlling technique. The two of them, along with the corpse puppet, were no match for Zhang Wuji.

The group rescued the Golden Lion King and rushed back to Bright Peak overnight to devise a strategy to defeat the enemy.

Cheng Kun's confidence soared, and he felt that if he could kill Zhang Sanfeng with the help of the corpse puppet, then he would be the supreme master of the martial arts world.

Zhang Wuji wanted to reforge the Dragon-Slaying Saber, but one Sacred Flame Token wasn't enough. Xiao Zhao appeared and told him that the other Sacred Flame Token was in the Altar of Light.

"Xiao Zhao, stay away, I'm going to smash this door open." Zhang Wuji lifted his hem and made a gesture, intending to use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to blast open the stone door.

"Young Master..." Xiao Zhao hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

Boom boom boom...

The secret chamber shook violently, but the stone door remained completely still, only a little dust settled on it.

"Could there be some kind of mechanism?" Zhang Wuji was not giving up and began to investigate the secret room.

“Young master, there are indeed traps here,” Xiao Zhao replied.

"Where is the mechanism?" Zhang Wuji asked.

Xiao Zhao did not answer the question, but instead requested, "Young master, you have never seen me dance before. May I dance for you?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment. What kind of time was this to be thinking about dancing? Cheng Kun was leading a large army, ready to storm Bright Peak at any moment.

Without repairing it, the Dragon-Slaying Saber cannot compete with the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

The methods to break the Mind-Bending Technique and the Corpse Puppet Technique are also at the Altar of Light. Breaking these two evil spells will sever Cheng Kun's arms.

He wanted to disagree, but looking at Xiao Zhao's expectant eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

Jingle Bell……

Xiao Zhao smiled.

She wore bells on her ankles and Western Region attire, her face partially veiled due to her status as a saintess.

With light steps and a graceful turn, the harp's melodious sound filled the air.

As the background music started, the background music also began.

"The camel bells rang out melodiously, and the wind brushed against my face."

The moonlight tonight cannot illuminate the way home.

The sorrow between my brows was the last lie I told.

The frost of this mortal world cannot hold back the past.

Xiao Zhao's dance steps suddenly quickened, and her ankle bells rang rapidly.

"Those who go west, they carry away the years."