Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the lower the starting point of the background setting for the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin, the more his strength can be highlighted. But the premise is that it must be reasonable. You can't say that he was a baby before the arrival of the Black Dragon Army, and then suddenly he became invincible and slaughtered everyone. That's not awesome, that's a ridiculous drama.

Making the plot believable is a major challenge.

Closer to home.

No one in the room understood why Ying Qin Guan would care about this. In their view, this setting was completely irrelevant.

Ying Qin Guan said in a deep voice, "Adaptation is not random fabrication, and detailed explanation is not nonsense. How could you portray the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin as illiterate? You should apologize to me... to the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin!"

He slipped up and said "I" halfway through, but thankfully he corrected himself in time, and everyone assumed that his "I" referred to the nameless swordsman from Southern Qin that he played in the drama.

"So this kind of thing doesn't really matter at all..."

"Since it's a trivial matter, why not add a cultural figure to the character? It won't kill you to do it."

"No! That will only make everyone think of Ji Li again!"

"How superficial! You think of Ji Li when you think of cultured people? If that's your thinking, you've already lost!"

"If people think of my movie whenever they hear the word 'illiterate,' wouldn't that be a success too?"

Fuck!

Ying Qin Guan actually thought that what the other party said made a lot of sense. Zhao Yunxian had taken the initiative and left everyone with a perfect template like Ji Li. If they followed a different path, then all the "nameless swordsmen of Southern Qin" would carry the shadow of Ji Li.

Therefore, she had to completely sever ties with Ji Li, becoming entirely different from him from beginning to end. But Zhu Huan's goal was not just that; she not only wanted to be different from Ji Li, but also wanted to achieve the same status as Ji Li, that is, to be the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin that people would immediately think of when they talked about something.

Zhu Huan's choice... was illiteracy!

This this this..

Ying Qin Guan felt suffocated!

Having finally gotten the chance to work in film and television, and with a new character, the double joy should have brought even more happiness, but why...?

They'd be illiterate!

Chapter Fifteen: Don't confuse being an actor with playing a role!

“The great writer, Mr. Vozzi Schod, once said that it’s easier to create a fool than a wise man.” Zhu Huan spread her hands. “A movie isn’t a novel. Zhao Yunxian has over a million words to slowly develop the male protagonist, Ji Li. As a novel of the male-centric genre, she doesn’t need to consider anything else. But we’re making a movie, not a TV series. Our space is limited!”

“Um…” Ahe raised her hand, “I’d like to add something. More importantly, Miss Zhao Yunxian wrote a story about wandering after the fall of the kingdom. At that time, the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin lost his country and family. But he had already taken his revenge and had no more attachments, so he had the leisure to compose poetry and find new pleasures in life. After all, people can’t always live in the past, but we are filming a story from before, and the whole movie is in a state of oppression like ‘the Black Dragon Empire is coming’… so it’s not very convenient to create a character like Ji Li.”

What kind of character is Ji Li?

Enjoying flowers and the moon, composing poems and couplets, Zhao Yunxian possesses boundless talent. Although she is not a liberal arts student, as a top student of Qiyao University, her literary cultivation is extremely high, which is well reflected in Ji Li.

But is this kind of image suitable for this place?

It can't be said that they are completely unsuitable, after all, there is no conflict between scholars and war, but there is a conflict between love and war.

but! Yes!

With a major battle looming, there is no time for people to "shape" the image of a cultured person. It is inappropriate to say that there is going to be a war and that you can hold a poetry gathering or enjoy the moon first. If a character is not shaped, it will seem very empty. How can we surpass Ji Li in this way?

Therefore, we can only do the opposite.

Ying Qin Guan was speechless. He sighed deeply, trying to console himself. "Oh well," he thought, "I'll just consider it a sacrifice for art. How can the characters in movies be so different from real people?"

Don't confuse the role you play with the actor you are!

—Except for Ji Li, that's practically him!

Seeing that Ying Qin Guan had no objections, Zhu Huan breathed a sigh of relief. A He, with her keen insight, instructed the waiter to serve the dishes, and the banquet was over.

-

The following day, Ying Qin Guan talked with Ji Fa, changed a few classes, and freed up time to go to the filming location.

The film industry was just starting out, and all the techniques related to filming were still in their infancy. Filming was also very simple, and there was almost no concept of "whoever arrives first, we film them first." We simply followed the flow of the entire story.

The nameless swordsman of Southern Qin in Zhu Huan's novel is named Su Mingyi, which is a very common name. Ying Qin Guan learned from A He that the protagonist of the first generation was actually named Shangqiu Qini. Of course, this name was given by Zhu Huan. It would be outrageous if it conflicted with the character setting, so A He changed it to Su Mingyi.

The first act of this currently untitled film begins in a village with a distinct southern Qin (Shaanxi) style.

It's worth mentioning that Ying Qin saw Ye Qu here. After inquiring, he learned that Ye Qu was a consultant invited by A He. As for what kind of consultant, it could be said that he was in charge of everything, including the setting, the characters' lines and actions, costumes and makeup. For example, people only know that the gesture of clasping hands comes from the Southern Qin, but they don't know that clasping the left fist with the right fist and clasping the right fist with the left fist are completely different things.

Ying Qin Guan arrived at the makeshift tent and easily changed into the clothes prepared for him by the film crew.

"I have a feeling that you're very skilled at this, Teacher Ying," Ahe said. Ying Qin Guan was the first to finish changing his clothes, and he was much faster than the others.

"Hmm..." Ying Qin Guan lowered his head and said softly, "Because I wore it before."

"Hey, Teacher Ying, have you ever worn clothes from Southern Qin before? That's really rare. Teacher Ye Qu said that clothes like this are almost never available on the market. Because manufacturers mainly produce clothing for Southern Qin nobles, it's almost impossible to find everyday clothes like this. She even had this made herself... Where did Teacher Ying wear it?"

Despite working a demanding 25-hour workday, Ahe is still full of energy and interested in everything, like a salesperson from an anime who goes to work with a happy expression, making one wonder if she's even human.

Before Ying Qin Guan could answer, Ye Qu's voice came from the side, "Teacher Ying, if you are ready, please come over. There are some points to pay attention to in the first scene, and the lines are not refined enough and need to be revised."

Ying Qin Guan responded with a sound of agreement, but did not answer A He's question. Instead, he walked towards Nocturne.

-

The first scene of the movie mainly introduces Su Mingyi's background. He was born in the countryside and inherited his father's blacksmithing skills. He has superhuman strength.

After finishing his work each day, he would go to the home of an old man in the village to learn the most basic martial arts of Southern Qin, the Qi Cultivation Classic. Of course, it wasn't that the old man was a martial artist, but because Su Mingyi was illiterate and wanted to practice martial arts, he needed someone who could read to help him.

This was his only hobby in his monotonous life. His father was eager for him to get married as soon as possible so that the family line and his craft could be passed down. Although Su Mingyi was only twenty-three years old at the time, twenty-three was already considered quite old in the countryside of Nanqin.

Su Mingyi had a disagreement with his father and went to the old man's house.

His memory was not very good, so even though he had finished learning the Qi Cultivation Classic, he still had to come to the old master to confirm it every time he needed to circulate it.

The old gentleman's surname was Qi. He had studied diligently for ten years, but to no avail. He failed the imperial examinations at the age of forty. Later, he gradually lost interest, married, and had a son late in life. He became a teacher, but when he could no longer work, he returned to his ancestral home. He lived on, but had nothing he wanted to do. His son was studying away from home, and although they exchanged letters, it was difficult to get them to him. Life was hopeless; he was practically waiting to die. The appearance of Su Mingyi was a good thing for him.

Su Mingyi went to Mr. Qi's house at the agreed time. Before he even entered, he saw that Mr. Qi's door was wide open and there was a big hole in the wooden door. It looked like it had been kicked open.

Su Mingyi's heart tightened, and he rushed forward in a few steps. When he entered the room, he saw that Mr. Qi, who usually had a kind face, was lying in a pool of blood. A young man in a white shirt was standing next to him, and the hem of his shirt was stained with blood.

Then came the first fight scene in the movie.

Su Mingyi was brute force, and his attacks were reckless and chaotic. The young man seemed to want to explain himself during the fight, but he couldn't find an opportunity. After more than ten moves, Su Mingyi was captured.

"I am Qi Yuanliang's son, Qi Tu... When I returned, he had already been murdered. Who are you!"

Chapter Sixteen: The Fate of the Strong

When Zhu Huan was writing the script, she often relied on her own assumptions, resulting in many parts that didn't stand up to scrutiny, even though Ahe helped her revise many things. However, she was powerless to change the overall framework of the plot. But... just as a drama can elevate a person, a person can also elevate a drama.

In other words, an actor's performance can make something illogical seem reasonable.

Qi Tu in the drama is just like that. He is dressed in white, with a cold expression and sharp eyes. His hands are tightly bound to Su Mingyi, and his father's corpse is at his feet. Yet he still looks like this... If a less skilled actor were to play this role, this scene would definitely be a disaster. Everyone would think, "Damn, your father died right next to you and this is your reaction?"

But Qi Tu, relying on just a few expressions, not only didn't ruin the plot, but actually created a character that exceeded the script's expectations... In other words, a third-rate script met a first-rate actor.

Ah He, who had put a lot of effort into choosing the roles, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her eye for casting was indeed quite good. Zhu Huan, who was completely oblivious to the situation, nodded and said with satisfaction, "I handled this part really well."

Ahe: "(⊙x⊙;)"

Back to the movie, Su Mingyi and Qi Tu have cleared up the misunderstanding. Qi Tu looks embarrassed. Professional martial artists are usually also surgeons. He has figured out that Qi Yuanliang has been dead for at least two hours. This silly boy in front of him is obviously unlikely to be the murderer of his father.

After his initial grief and indignation, Su Mingyi panicked and hurriedly stood up, saying, "Let's go report to the authorities quickly."

"Rely on those good-for-nothings?!" Qi Tu sneered. "This is a remote, rural area. We have no achievements, no benefits, and no leads. We'd be better off relying on ourselves!"

"And..." Qi Tu narrowed his eyes, but didn't finish his sentence.

At this moment, a voice-over narrated by Ying Qin Guan appears.

"Many things happen without people realizing it, and by the time they understand why, it's usually too late. I should have realized it sooner. What could possibly lead an elderly person living alone in the countryside with almost nothing to get themselves killed? There probably wasn't any other reason."

Filming for the first act wrapped up. The entire film moved at a very fast pace, and according to Ahe, it would be best to adapt it into a television series. However, considering that many parts of Zhu Huan's script didn't hold up to scrutiny, a television series would give them too much time for "explanations," which would only make the flaws more apparent to the audience. Therefore, it seemed that deliberately leaving many things unsaid in the film would actually create a sense of ambiguity and beauty.

Although it sounds shameless, it's just a difference in the art forms of movies and TV series.

After filming this segment, it was nearing dusk, so the rest couldn't be filmed and would have to be saved for later.

Ying Qin Guan and Ye Qu returned to the Imperial Court together.

"How did it feel to act for the first time?" Nocturne asked.

“It’s quite interesting.” Ying Qin Guan thought for a moment, then emphasized, “It’s like experiencing someone else’s life... but the surrounding environment reminds me that this is just a play. If I saw it on TV, it would probably be a different experience.”

"Haha...that's why the government decided to put these things into civilian use. They're bound to become a new entertainment trend, directly challenging Time-Traveling Kill's position in the entertainment industry..."

Ying Qin Guan didn't quite understand these things, but he sighed, "The world really is changing in an instant."

“It’s always been like this,” Nocturne said softly. “If we don’t move forward, we’ll just stay like this… Look. Like that village today, it took a long time to find. Then they put in their own effort, changed the style, and that’s how it turned out. But actually, anyone with eyes can see that this isn’t the style of Southern Qin. But in such a vast Seven Luminaries region, where can you find a style that truly belongs to the countryside of Southern Qin? That style has long been relegated to the corners of history.”

She sighed again as she said this.

"It's not that it can't be built; on the contrary, it's quite simple. It's just that aging it is a huge project, and there's not enough time and energy to go through all those details."

"Hmm..." Ying Qin Guan responded softly.

He felt he was almost forgetting what happened in Nanqin, even though he had only been in Qiyao for less than two years. But these two years were completely different from the past twenty-odd years. Countless new and different things challenged the limits of his cognition, making him feel that Nanqin and Qiyao were like two different worlds, and the capital of Qiyao was known as "half a little black dragon".

Without a doubt, Heilongjiang's technology is more advanced.

So, on that day, when the Black Dragon Empire launched a full-scale invasion, what were the thoughts of the people of Southern Qin as they resisted?

At that time, in Nan Qin's view, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Black Dragon was an alien.

Ying Qin Guan was unaware; he had never seen those who resisted. By the time he was able to see them, those who dared to resist had already turned to dust under the gunfire, their flesh and blood scattered across the land, witnessing the end of this ancient dynasty.

"What am I thinking..."

Ying Qin Guan shook his head, trying to shake off these thoughts. He found himself constantly thinking of his hometown. When alone, witnessing the prosperity of a foreign land, he couldn't hide the loneliness in his heart, or like today. Although Nocturne thought many things weren't perfect, that temporarily converted village... truly reminded Ying Qin Guan of his hometown.

It felt like a dream, and even after waking up, it was hard to tell if it was real or not. Ying Qin Guan sometimes really felt that his life over the past twenty years had all been a dream.

So he was always unconsciously escaping, playing board game arcades until late every day, exhausted, and then going home to sleep. He wouldn't let himself stare at the ceiling at night and quietly reminisce about the past, as if doing so would keep loneliness from catching up with him.

But loneliness never chases after anyone; everyone is just unwilling to let go of themselves.

"Teacher Ying..." Nocturne suddenly spoke up. She picked up a strand of her hair and said softly, "If you feel it's difficult, I'll turn down this movie for you. If you don't want to do something, then don't do it."

".."

Ying Qin Guan shook his head and strode forward, leaving behind a somewhat inexplicable answer.

"No... I never refuse any challenge."

Whether the challenge comes from others, from oneself, or from fate.