Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 266 Xiaotian in Battle (New Book: Entertainment Industry: This Star Doesn't Follow the Rules, Please Support with Monthly Tickets)
Looking into his smiling eyes on the screen, Liu Haochun's hesitation suddenly vanished.

She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, her knees resting on the edge of the screen. Her voice was so soft it sounded like a sigh: "Gu Yang, tell me honestly, why did you help me? Just because of... that kiss that day?"

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow and tapped his fingertips on the front of the camera: "Isn't this enough?"

He suddenly leaned closer, his breath on the screen seeming to hit her face. "Or do you think that kiss didn't count?"

She bit her lip and didn't speak, her fingers unconsciously digging into the sheets.

Moonlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, casting a thin band of light on his T-shirt. She suddenly felt that if she didn't say something soon, it would be a waste of his feelings.

"no."

She looked up, her eyes shining brightly, "I've been thinking about it..."

She took a deep breath, her voice suddenly becoming very soft, yet unusually firm, "Then I will never film kissing scenes again."

Gu Yang was stunned. The smile in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a hint of inquiry: "What?"

"I said, my kisses are reserved only for you."

She looked into his eyes and spoke each word carefully, her cheeks burning red, but she didn't look away.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the screen, followed by a low laugh, tinged with barely suppressed pleasure: "Liu Haochun, are you... confessing your feelings to me?"

She turned her face away, her ear tips bright red: "Who confessed to you? I just... wanted to make things clear."

"Yes, that's clear." Gu Yang's voice was filled with laughter, as warm as the afternoon sun. "Then I'll wait."

She didn't reply, but simply gave a soft "hmm" to the screen.

The wind outside the window had stopped sometime ago, and only their breathing remained in the room, intertwined gently through the electric current.

"Go to sleep early," Gu Yang raised his hand, as if wanting to reach through the screen to touch her hair. "Remember to dry your hair."

"understood."

After hanging up the video call, Liu Haochun stared at the black screen for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his hand to cover his face, but couldn't help but smile.

The moonlight fell on her hair; she looked beautiful!

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The crew of "Canglan Jue"

Tian Xiwei and Wang Churan have an aerial duel scene, both of them need to be suspended by wires.

Tian Xiwei approached the wire stunt operator with an innocent look on her face: "Master~ I heard that Chu Ran is very dedicated. She likes difficult stunts. Can you raise the height a bit? So she can fly with more momentum!"

The wire harness operator was moved: "Young people these days are so dedicated! Great!"

After filming began...

Wang was hoisted high up, and when the wind blew, he spun around three times in the air, his hair a complete mess.

Gu Yang: "Cut! What's with the Barrens woman's outfit?"

Wang Churan was swinging in the air when she looked down and saw Tian Xiwei standing on the ground, her hands clasped together and her face upturned as she exclaimed, "Junior Churan, you're amazing! That spin was even more captivating than the design! You truly lived up to your reputation!"

Those sparkling eyes seemed to genuinely applaud the other person. This was precisely Zhou Ye's "praise-to-death" scheme!
During the filming of the poignant scene of a woman from the barren land drinking alone and reminiscing about the past, Tian Xiwei swayed to the prop table, lifted her skirt, and quickly pulled out half a packet of vinegar from her pocket. While the props team was tidying up the lighting cables, she poured it all into the teacup prepared for Wang Cheran, and even pretended to skim off the foam with the lid.

"Junior Sister Chanran, this cup is still warm, it's just cooled down, would you like to try it?" She smiled innocently, and when she handed over the teacup, her fingertips avoided the hot cup.

Wang took the teacup with a start. Seeing her enthusiasm, he felt a little uneasy, but he didn't think much of it.

As soon as the start signal sounded, she immediately got into character, lowering her eyes to stare at the ripples in her cup, looking preoccupied. Then she raised her hand and elegantly drank the tea in one gulp.

The next second, a sour sensation shot from the tip of her tongue to the top of her head like an electric current. Her lips uncontrollably twitched to the sides, and wrinkles instantly appeared at the corners of her eyes, making her look like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Cut!" Gu Yang's voice was tinged with helplessness. "Wang Cheran, did you drink arsenic or lemon juice? Where's the tragic spirit of a woman from a barren land? It's all twisted into a pretzel by your expression!"

Wang Churan puffed out her cheeks, barely managing to hold back her jealousy, and forced out a smile that looked worse than crying: "Director, this tea... has a very strong aftertaste, with a layered feeling of love and hate, you have to savor it carefully."

Tian Xiwei covered her mouth off-camera, her shoulders shaking like leaves in the wind. She was laughing so hard she could hardly breathe when she tripped and fell to the ground with a "thud" on her own dress.

Extreme joy turns to sorrow...

This plan comes from Zhang Jingyi's "heartbreaking hospitality plan"!
One day, Tian Xiwei noticed that Wang Chiran's costume belt was loosely draped. Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was watching the monitor, she pretended to adjust her skirt and quietly sidled up behind Wang Chiran.

With swift fingers, she hooked the end of the belt and, using the movement of turning around, wrapped it into two hidden knots. Her movements were as fast as magic. After finishing, she patted Wang Cheran on the back and said, "Junior, your skirt is a little wrinkled."

Wang glanced back, but didn't seem to care: "Thanks."

Once filming began, she stood with her sword drawn, her eyes as cold as ice: "Today, I will take your life—"

As soon as she finished speaking, her waist suddenly loosened, the knot was torn apart by some unknown movement, and her skirt slid down with a "whoosh." Startled, she grabbed her side, her words caught in her throat, and the coldness on her face instantly turned into panic.

Tian Xiwei covered her mouth off-camera and whispered to the production assistant next to her, "Isn't Sister Chu Ran too thin? Her clothes can't even stay on."

Gu Yang rubbed his temples: "That's a wrap. Costume team, recheck all the costumes."

This plan originated from Meng Ziyi's "secretly setting up a tripping horse" scheme.

They'll hide behind you and do your dirty work, using your concern as a cover, and then suddenly attack when you're all set up, catching you completely off guard.

After finishing work, Tian Xiwei deliberately lingered until the very end. Seeing that she was the only one left in the dressing room, she quickly took out a nearly empty green eyeshadow from her bag, unscrewed the cap of Wang Cheran's usual foundation, dipped a cotton swab in the eyeshadow powder and stirred it in, stirring it evenly. Then she put the cap back on and put it back in its original position, even the angle of placement was exactly the same as before.

The next day, when Wang Cheran put on her makeup, she only felt that the foundation color was a little strange, but she didn't think much of it.

As soon as she sat down in front of the monitor, Gu Yang jumped up and exclaimed, "What happened to that woman's face? It's all bruised. Is she under a spell or was she beaten up? This wasn't in the script!"

The makeup artist rushed over, shrieked, "My foundation! Who touched my foundation?!"

Tian Xiwei passed by with a water glass in her hand, peeked over and said, "Junior Sister Churan, your makeup looks so realistic, like you've really been poisoned."

Wang stared at her with a look of dread, his eyes practically spitting fire: "Yes, so we need to talk to the person who poisoned us."

This plan originated from Zhang Ruonan's "Subtle Color Change Plan".

They take advantage of people's inattention to do things, and even erase the traces completely, so that you suffer losses without being able to find any evidence against them, and can only accept your fate.

Xiao Tian realized he had underestimated Nan Nan. She usually seemed quite honest, but he never expected her to come up with such a vicious scheme!

(End of this chapter)