Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 373 Showing off your love will lead to a quick demise.
Yang Mi has her own understanding of rumors. A moderate amount can have a positive effect, but too much can have a negative effect; it's difficult to strike the right balance.

She also told her older brother, but he didn't take it seriously.

Liu Jing didn't expect Sister Li to be so carefree. After Lao Wu told him, he told Sister Li the next day, and Sister Li didn't care at all.

He asked her why, puzzled, and Sister Li's answer was shocking, extremely superstitious. "It's useless if the whole world believes; if I don't believe, then nothing happens."

Liu Jing asked her why she didn't believe him?

Sister Li said irritably, "The child's father may not know the truth, but is the child's mother at fault? Do you know better than me whether I've had children or how many I've had?"
Liu Jing then asked another foolish question: What if Old Te and Grandpa and Grandma misunderstand each other?
Sister Li suspected that Liu Jing had been provoked into a daze, and after saying that he was busy targeting Avex, she hung up the phone.

This child is truly foolish. Pregnancy and talent are not the same thing; being together day and night leaves no room for concealment.

"If you deny something as soon as there's a hint of it, people will say you're guilty. Let them say what they want." Sisi shook her head.

"You're really something," Yang Mi exclaimed.

Sisi was more interested in the camera than the rumors, and as the playback began, she exclaimed, "Wow! Mimi, is that Xiyao? She's so beautiful."

"Take your time admiring it, this outfit stinks. I'm going to remove my makeup, it's my treat tonight." Yang Mi sniffed her sleeves and quickly covered her nose.

"You're being unusually generous."

"Don't you even look who's here?"

Yang Mi had just left when Li Guoli and several photographers arrived.

Just as I was watching the replay, Lao Cai arrived.

When she heard that Xixi had arrived, she rushed back from outside.

Old Cai joked, "The producer came back to the set and even brought a gift. That's too much of a formality."

Sisi smiled and said, "It's been more than two months since I last came to visit, so I just wanted to show my appreciation."

Li Guoli looked at him strangely, "If you had come a few days later, our filming would have been finished."

Sisi responded with a smile, "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Sister Cai and I have a division of labor. I am responsible for the preparations before filming starts and the production after filming wraps up, while she is responsible for the scheduling during filming and the post-production publicity."

"Sisi, have you been busy lately?" Old Cai's expression shifted. Wouldn't it be twice as effective if she cooperated during the publicity campaign?
Sisi smiled enigmatically, "If anyone else asked, I would definitely answer that I'm not busy. But if Sister Cai asks, then I'm definitely busy."

Old Cai chuckled awkwardly, then didn't dare mention the publicity again. She thought to herself, "I've known this girl for six or seven years, and every time we meet, she's changed."

The firm but not overt approach gave Lao Cai a clear answer, and no one bothered her to watch the replay anymore.

The more Sisi watched, the stranger and more interesting her expression became.

"Chonglou, don't worry about me, get the Demon-Suppressing Sword first."

Zixuan was bound by chains and was struggling violently.

"Within the Three Realms, no one can harm you!" Chonglou stretched out his hand and tore through the air, several figures pulling on wings. "What I desire—even the heavens must bow down!"

"Hahahaha, no one can defeat me. As long as humans harbor evil thoughts, I will live on forever." The Evil Sword Immortal laughed loudly.

"You talk too much, you idiot." Jing Tian's demonic sword was thrusting wildly at the Evil Sword Immortal from ten meters away.

"Jing Tian! You are nothing but a remnant of Fei Peng, you haven't even inherited his swordsmanship!" The Evil Sword Immortal waved his sleeve.

"I am neither Longyang nor Feipeng, I am Jingtian. Jing as in scenery, Tian as in sky..."

Jing Tian, ​​wielding the Demon Sword, appeared behind the Evil Sword Immortal and thrust his sword in.

"If you kill me a thousand times, I will be reborn a thousand times in the greed, anger and ignorance of all living beings."

"Caiya! Catch the sword..." Tang Xuejian threw out the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

"The righteous energy of heaven and earth, the five elements return to their origin! Gentlemen... assist me! The Five Elements Formation—activate!" Xu Changqing formed hand seals.

"This is the meaning of my existence..." Xi Yao appeared.

……

"What are these people? They're all like shamans performing a ritual."

Sisi really wanted to say that they were all idiots, and with so many people around her, she was worried that it would affect her dignified image.

That's right! The relationship between Fengjing and her boyfriend had just been exposed, and she was still a little uncomfortable in front of outsiders, so she used her composure to cover up her unease.

"The more special effects a scene has, the less visually appealing it actually is during filming; it all depends on post-production." Liu Jing watched the playback and realized that while filming, he didn't think much of it, but now it looked really awkward.

He was the first to remove his makeup, while Jing Tian's outfit was the simplest in comparison.

Sisi was watching the surveillance footage with great interest, and he didn't disturb her, standing quietly by her side.

"The Evil Sword Immortal waved his sleeve, and ten thousand souls flew away. Chonglou tore apart the tower demon with his bare hands. Xu Changqing formed hand seals, and ten thousand swords were unleashed simultaneously. Jing Tian swung his sword, and the sword energy ripped through the sky. Zi Xuan's body swayed, and the image of Nuwa appeared," Li Guoli introduced.

"Where's Yang Mi? Why is she standing there like an idiot?" Qianqian pointed at the camera. Everyone else was making a fuss, but Yang Mi was just watching the show.

She said it without malice, purely out of curiosity.

Li Guoli looked down at his nose and seemed to be asleep at this moment. He didn't believe for a second that Qianqian had no ill intentions.

I knew it! There's no such thing as a magnanimous woman in this world; she's just using this as an excuse to cause trouble.

His eyelids drooped, and his ears perked up; Liu Jing was in trouble.

"Tang Xuejian was affected by the Evil Sword Immortal's Soul Devouring Technique, briefly awakening the power of the Xi Yao Divine Power, and a divine tree mark appeared on her forehead. She looked somewhat dazed, and later, a phantom of Xi Yao would float above her head. Xi Yao used the Eye of the Divine Tree to immobilize the Evil Sword Immortal, giving Jingcai a chance to stab his true form." The director remained silent; the male lead couldn't pretend to be confused.

"You guys changed the script again? I remember in the old script, the Evil Sword Immortal was just a talker, and the Demon Lord Chonglou was just a figurehead." Sisi said in surprise, then changed the subject, "The changes are quite good, they fit the game quite well."

"You played games?" This time it was Liu Jing's turn to be surprised. Xixi wasn't interested in electronic products, and she wasn't very interested in games either. Her favorite game was go-karting; she didn't like online games.

"I'm a producer, after all." Sisi rolled her eyes. Who does she think she is? Yang Mi is allowed to play games, but she's not?

Liu Jing didn't respond, but glanced at Old Li. Qianqian followed his gaze, speechless, and strained her ears to listen.

"Go back and pack your things. Yang Mi is treating us tonight. Get some rest tonight, and I'll take you out to play tomorrow." Qianqian handed the camera back to the photographer; there were quite a few eavesdroppers over the wall.

"Where are we going?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

"2008 is almost over. You haven't had a break since you came back from the US. Filming for 'Chinese Paladin 3' has wrapped up, and 'The Message' is about to start filming. Working non-stop all year round, even a god couldn't take it. I've booked tickets to Hainan, and I'll take you to Sanya for a few days."

Liu Jing silently followed behind Qianqian. Li Guoli was very disappointed. Why did they leave so soon? Let's chat a little longer.

Liu Jing sighed, "November is almost over. This year has gone by so fast, and it has been so meaningful."

He became a father, officially announced his relationship with Sissi, and successfully transitioned into directing.

That year he was twenty years old, and his career, love, and family were all progressing at the same time, blossoming in all directions.

I'm clearly happy, but I'm not as joyful as I used to be.

"Today is November 29th, and filming for 'The Message' starts on December 12th. I won't be there for more than a few days," Liu Jing said with a wry smile. His original plan was to rest for two or three days and then go straight to the set, since there was still a lot of work waiting for him.

He also had another thought: he felt that his current state was perfect for playing the role of Takeda.

"The roles are finalized, the locations are built, and the costumes and props are all arranged. There's producer Zhang Min above, and various teams below. What's the point of having them do all this work if you're just a director? The storyboards are so detailed; the directing team isn't stupid. I've told Zhang Min you're going to Nanjing on December 10th. Before the 10th, she'll handle all the work for 'The Message.'" Xixi bypassed Liu Jing and made the decision directly, pausing for a moment. "I've also told Bai Bing that all scripts sent to you should be given to other actors if possible; otherwise, reject them entirely."

"What's going on?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

"A balance of work and rest, the way of both literature and martial arts, that's what you taught me back then. Over the years, it seems like something is chasing you from behind, constantly pushing you forward. Look at yourself now, where is the vigor of youth? You were just starting to look a little better the last two years, but this year that little bit of vigor has been completely worn away." Qianqian looked at Liu Jing with pity, linking her arm with his. "Walk a little, rest a little, the scenery along the way is more beautiful than the destination."

"Okay! I'll listen to you, my good wife." Liu Jing flicked Qianqian's nose; she really switched roles quickly.

My wife is so kind and affectionate, how could I possibly refuse?

"I'm glad you don't find me annoying." Sisi smiled sweetly.

She's currently in seclusion, cutting herself off from all outside contact. She's not studying, not shopping, and not filming.

She works in the greenhouse, loosening the soil, sowing seeds, fertilizing...

Returning to the earth, returning to nature, returning to life. While working, I thought a lot and came to a lot of peace of mind.

What seeds you sow, what flowers will grow, and what fruits will ripen.

With power in my hands and the moral high ground, those vixens are still at my mercy.

Haha, so enthusiastic about opening fishponds, who knows who will ultimately own them? Once you understand this, you suddenly feel a sense of boundless freedom.

"Thank you," Liu Jing murmured.

Since the release of "Under the City Walls," he has been in a bad mood, with some comments being even more frustrating than the criticism.

Even without Lao Wu's reminder, he had considered that Xiao Rizi would definitely hire someone to make black films. He had prepared himself mentally, but he hadn't expected it to be this intense.

Some people use a magnifying glass to find fault with every single frame, criticizing the film for fabricating history, exaggerating characters, having illogical plots, being too bloody, having a bad influence, and calling it garbage...

Even the opening costumes were criticized, with some saying that it was in such a heavy subject matter that she was wearing such brightly colored clothes.

Some people say there's something wrong with the song "Jasmine Flower," and that the author didn't do his research properly.

The main problem is the fabrication of history and the graphic violence, which has actually drawn numerous complaints. Among them are so-called experts and professors who claim that Liu Jing exaggerated some of the crimes depicted in his films.

Some people also said that such films are detrimental to children's healthy development and should be taken off the air.

Even more insensitive people have said that Liu Jing has a narrow perspective and should forget the past and embrace the future. They have also accused Liu Jing of maliciously sowing discord between the two countries.

This was directed at the film, but the insults directed at Liu Jing himself were even more vicious, and even Xixi, Sister Li, and Zhang Min were implicated.

Someone exposed his phone number, address, and recent itinerary. Sending things to the film set and his home—some were threats, some were just plain disgusting.

Therefore, security measures had to be strengthened during the filming of "Chinese Paladin 3".

If it's like this in China, I can hardly imagine what it would be like abroad.

Several official media outlets published articles in support, and Liu Jing thought it would set things right, but he was surprised to find that while it did have an effect, it was far less than he had imagined.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that the public opinion front he had been firmly defending seemed to have a real problem. What he had previously thought was just a minor issue now appeared to be more complex.

Sister Li investigated the source and found that it existed in all walks of life, making it impossible to control. The other party only started it, and many people blindly followed, and it was all spontaneous.

She had considered and was capable of violently deleting posts, but that would have caused more serious consequences.

Liu Jing was somewhat bewildered. When he was a child, he was surrounded by public intellectuals and experts on the outside, and by all sorts of charlatans and monsters on the inside. All of this was traceable.

What about now?
“I took you back, so I have to take responsibility for you.” Xixi lifted Liu Jing’s chin, completely disregarding the stares of others.

"Taking me out for a walk is taking responsibility for me?" Liu Jing found it quite amusing.

"When so many people were criticizing me online, you took me out to relax, you made me laugh by being silly, and you gave me political lectures. You were so magnanimous back then. Now that it's your turn, where is your magnanimity?" Xixi pouted.

"It's a difficult birth," Liu Jing said dejectedly.

"Don't advise others to be good if you haven't experienced their suffering. If you had experienced my suffering, you would definitely be worse off than me." Sisi chuckled to herself.

"I'm helping you get revenge, but you're stopping me." Liu Jing retorted, unconvinced.

"It's not just one or two people, who are you going to take revenge on? You already beat that big-mouthed guy up, that's enough. I'm not blaming you. Use the words you used to comfort me to cheer yourself up." Qianqian touched Liu Jing's face, like coaxing a child, "Sweetie! If you're not happy, I'll let you have some fun tonight."

The photographer was packing up his equipment when he saw this heartwarming scene and smiled as he took a few photos.

Little did they know that the seemingly innocent fairy sister was saying things that would make people's minds wander.

Liu Jing was lost in his fantasies; if he had time, he would have done so right now.

Chinese culture has a long history, and the Chinese characters are rich in meaning.

The character "爽" (shuǎng) is very descriptive: it depicts a large object carrying four people under its armpits, making it a vivid image of a sport.

It's a pity Liu Shishi isn't here, otherwise tonight would have been absolutely fantastic. He has now completely grasped the meaning of the Great Tang Poet Immortal, and is just one step away from embracing the world and putting it into practice.

"How does it feel good?" Liu Jing's mind was racing, and his eyes changed accordingly.

Sisi was looking down at her hair and didn't notice. She took out a hair tie and tied her hair up in a single ponytail.

Liu Jing was even more excited. He grabbed Qianqian's arm and was about to find a place when the system sent a message: "Painted Skin" has been showing for two months, and the settlement is finally complete."

[The reward conditions for "Painted Skin" have been met, and 47.6 "Entertainment Spirit" points have been awarded.]

Thanks to the exposure of the romance between the characters, "Painted Skin" received another boost, ultimately grossing 4.3 million yuan in mainland China and 0.46 million yuan in Hong Kong and Taiwan. It also earned a significant amount in Japan, South Korea, and Southeast Asia; some films have already been pulled from theaters, while others are still showing, so their box office figures are yet to be calculated.

However, the investors made a fortune from the box office revenue across Mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.

The film grossed 4.3 million yuan in mainland China. After deducting the 5% film special fund and 3.5% business tax, the box office revenue available for distribution was 3.94 million yuan.

Based on a 43% revenue split, the production company would receive approximately 1.7 million yuan.

After deducting the revenue sharing of the main actors, there is still more than 100 million yuan left.

The film was sold outright in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and overseas. It was sold to Hong Kong and Taiwan for 10 million, to Japan and South Korea for 30 million, and to other regions for a total of about 50 million.

The film "Painted Skin" had an investment of 55 million yuan, of which 5 million yuan was subsidized by the Film Bureau, making the cost equivalent to 50 million yuan. Adding the 30 million yuan for marketing and distribution, the actual cost was 80 million yuan.

After deducting costs from revenue, there is still about 90 million left. Adding in revenue from merchandise and other copyrights, such as the game development copyrights currently under negotiation, the final profit could exceed 100 million.

Shanghai Film Studio and Ningxia Film Studio were thrilled; getting Liu Jing, Liu Yifei, and Fan Xiaopang as the three leading actors was definitely worthwhile.

If it weren't for Liu Jing holding them back, they would be starting a sequel right now. Shanghai Film Studio has a new idea: since there's no rush to make a sequel, why not make a TV series instead?

Liu Jing felt a little regretful. If Jing Tian were here, the profit could have at least doubled.

If Yang Mi were here, it would be good; at least double the bet could be guaranteed.

At the very least, having a Liu Shishi would be fine. "Painted Skin" is guaranteed to win awards, after all, the director is the chairman of the Hong Kong Film Awards.

Unfortunately, these three individuals lacked box office experience, and investors did not believe in their ability to carry the box office.

"Sigh..." Liu Jing sighed, unable to muster any more enthusiasm.

"What's wrong? You seem quite disappointed? Is it because Liu Shishi isn't here?" Qianqian was just wondering why she was being pulled by me when she heard a sigh from someone, and she became suspicious.

Liu Jing silently complained, "Why is it that Qianqian always seems to understand me so well, while I can't feel anything at all?"

"It's a bit strange that Li Mengdie didn't come to visit the set this time." Liu Jing was indeed disappointed, as Li Mengdie had never missed a single filming session in the previous ones.

“The acquisition of Lionsgate by New Life is at a critical stage, and she’s been in the US lately, so she hasn’t had time to look after you,” Sisi explained.

"Old Li really knows how to take advantage of a crisis, I like it." Liu Jing's spirits lifted. He'd finally managed to break into Hollywood through a roundabout route, it wasn't easy. Without Old Li's connections, he might not have gotten in even if he'd been waving his money around.

"If you miss her, next time I'll have her bring nine long-legged beauties to visit the set. You'll be thrilled!" Sisi mocked.

"We're too busy."

"You really want to?"

"Do not want to."

"cut."

Liu Jing sighed again. If he couldn't even handle one long-legged woman, let alone nine.

The goals he set before joining the team completely failed.

After the relationship was exposed, Yang Mi stayed at her older brother's place for the first half of the night and went back to her own room to sleep in order to avoid suspicion.

Liu Jing sneaked into Tang Yan's room late at night. His sister-in-law's compass kept changing angles: 0 degrees, 30 degrees, 90 degrees, and 180 degrees. But Tang Yan's favorability remained stuck at 89 points, refusing to give even a single point—that was truly a pity.

Liu Jing had a vague suspicion that these bonds were broken up in different ways, mostly passively by him. But Tangtang was different; he took advantage of the situation, ambushing them while they were drunk and asleep.

This is probably why Tang Yan has a knot in her heart.

Liu Jing was at a loss as to how to untangle this knot.

He tried everything: gifts, resources, warmth, services, and emotional support. The door was open, but his heart remained closed.

When Yang Mi came out after removing her makeup, she looked at the couple who were snuggling together and couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Showing off your love will only lead to a quick demise."

She patted her cheeks, forcing a big smile, and walked towards the two of them. "Sisi, Tangtang will be out soon. What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Let's have Japanese food, it'll help me vent my anger," Sisi pondered for a moment.

(End of this chapter)