Since 1983

When it was daylight, the police came.

Three drivers, plus two escorts, all five are from the same village. He was ravaged by a gang of young adults for half a night, crying and begging the police uncle to take him away.

Xu Fei used a piece of Chinese fruit and a few kilograms of fruit to get rid of the director of the police station, and then took a two-day rest to recruit the driver again.

After a big or small turmoil, the cohesion of the team came out, which is no less than the four irons in life. Think about this group of people becoming popular in the future, the last "Lu Yu is sick" or something:

"I think back then, we and Mrs. Xu, Balabala...Jiang Wu took an eggplant and went up!"

One thing can be said for thirty years.

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In the south of Suzhou City, there is a Canglang Pavilion.

It was first built in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it was the private residence of the famous general Han Shizhong in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty. Together with the Lion Grove, Humble Administrator's Garden and Lingering Garden, it is listed as the four major gardens of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The crew stayed in Hangzhou until August, and the weather wasn't cool at all.

Zhang Zien saw that everyone's energy was exhausted, so he suggested to switch to outdoor shooting, and then go back to indoor shooting when it cools off.

If the warehouse is rented for an extra day, it will be counted as an extra day, and other crews have to consider expenses. Teacher Xu, who is it? In fact, he was also uncomfortable.

Now I have photographed "The Oil Seller Monopolizes the Oiran", a famous ancient novel.

Xinyaoqin was originally a rich lady in Bianliang City, and she knows everything about poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. During the Jingkang crisis, Yaoqin was separated from her family while fleeing, and was abducted to Lin'an.

First I met a procuress, Xu Fei asked Sun Mengquan to play Li Wan in "A Dream of Red Mansions".

Yaoqin swears to die, but the old bustard has no choice but to sell it to another old bustard, played by Deng Jie, named Si Niang. Siniang is clever and brainwashed with all kinds of spirits.

Yaoqin accepted her fate, and soon became an oiran lady, famous in Lin'an, asking for ten taels of silver for one night.

Zhu Chong was an oil seller, and as soon as he fell in love with the oiran, he began to save ten taels of silver one copper coin after another like a pilgrimage. It was so easy to meet the oiran, but he was so drunk that he didn't do anything, and even waited on him all night.

Hou Huakui's parents lived in Lin'an and happened to work in Zhu Chong's store.

The oiran was humiliated by the dignitaries, jumped into the river to die, and was rescued by Zhu Chong. The two showed their hearts to each other, and Yaoqin handed over her savings for many years to the other party, and the other party did not disappoint, and redeemed her body.

It is common to see upside-down oirans, but not common to have a good end. In the end, it is natural for relatives to reunite and everyone is happy.

At night, at the curved corridor of the Canglang Pavilion.

The lights are bright and the crew is busy, preparing for a night scene.

The costume dramas of later generations are brighter at night than during the day. In fact, the brightness of the candle is enough for the camera to show, and there will be a hazy, real texture-of course, the amount is much larger.

In "The Nineteenth Sister Gan", Gan Mei and Yin Jianping fall off a cliff, warm up in a cave, and Gan Mei takes off her clothes.

This scene is completely full of fire, and the face is indistinct, but look at the artistic conception, the tenderness and tenderness, it's too much to talk about...it's a slap in the face!

"Please let me out, let me out."

The young master wore two thin braids, holding the script in his arms, darting around in a small and exquisite way, and ran to Chen Hong's side, "Sister!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I don't understand a part of the play, this."

"Didn't you talk about it yesterday?"

"Yes, but I'm confused again."

Chen Hong was worried, this girl is restless, lively and active, there are a hundred thousand reasons.

The two of them acted as master and servant, and as seniors, they could barely talk about things in the play. If they could persuade each other, everything would be fine; if they couldn't be persuaded, it would be like this.

"I'm going to make up later, Mr. Xu is over there, you can ask him."

"I can not."

"What are you afraid of? Who can tell you about this stall? Go ahead."

"ah?"

The little boy was pushed over tremblingly. At the end of the winding corridor, a man was leisurely looking at the moon.

"Xu, Teacher Xu!"

"Well, what?" Xu Fei turned his head.

"I don't understand a part of the play, can you explain it to me?"

"It's about to be filmed, don't you understand? What do you usually do? Script!"

"..."

The little boy blinked, he was so strict!

The scene she asked about was about Yaoqin having a conversation with Yueqin after she became an oiran, feeling sorry for herself and feeling sorry for herself.

Among the sixteen children in the art school, she was the only one who stood out and got a supporting role. Others have no objection, after all, he has acted in the works of great directors.

Xu Fei leaned on the red-painted pillar and took the script, "What don't you understand?"

"Oiran is crying, Xi'er is crying too, I don't understand why?"

The little prince stood beside him in a dignified manner, and said seriously: "Does she sympathize with the oiran, or does she empathize with her? But I don't think she has any empathy."

"You figured it out yourself?"

"Well, I can't understand, I can't, I can't act."

Her voice is slightly deep, but it still belongs to the category of a girl, far from a male duck voice. It was the first time Xu Fei had a serious conversation with her, "Sit."

Then sat opposite, a long chair.

"Actually, it's easy to understand. In ancient brothels, you understand that no one enters willingly. They are all abducted, sold, or even sold themselves.

In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Yangzhou skinny horses were popular, which were slim and weak women. The prostitutes bought girls from poor families and trained them since they were young. Every move, every frown and every smile had strict standards to cater to the tastes of the rich and powerful.

When they are mature, they are picked like goods.

Those who enter the rich and powerful family are considered lucky. Those skinny horses who are not selected are usually sold into romantic places, where they are painted and dressed up every day, wandering around teahouses and restaurants, which is called "zhanguan".

There is a record in the ancients, saying, "Yefen, I have to go, quietly stalking like a ghost." Seeing the old bustard, starving and flogging, you don't know it. '"

"..."

The little boy didn't know much ancient Chinese, but she understood the meaning, her big eyes became more focused without blinking.

"Yaoqin was born in a wealthy family, and she entered a brothel by mistake. She had a happy life, but once she was broken, it was actually even worse.

Then look back and think about it again, all the girls in the brothel have this fate, so what is the maid? They may have been doomed to their own destiny since they were born, and they were even born in a brothel since they were young.

So why can't Xi'er empathize?

Look at her three questions, she is asking about the oiran, and she is also asking herself. "

The young master is only 18 years old, and there are many things that are not clear. This time, he spoke completely to the bottom of his heart, convinced: "Understood."

"besides……"

Xu Fei looked at the script and said, "Xi'er sees Yaoqin crying, and she can't help crying too. How do you act this crying?"

"Just, just cry!"

"No, Xi'er has been in the brothel longer than her, and she has served the master before, and has seen such a scene. She has to calm down, but she can't help crying."

Subconsciously, Teacher Xu asked the little girl according to the strictest standards.

"Based on your experience, it's basically impossible to do it. I'll teach you a technical method. Don't blink now, yes...how long can you last..."

"Come on, let's start!"

The little boy was very obedient, he kept his eyes wide open without blinking.

After opening my eyes for a while, I felt that my vision was a little blurry, and a voice came from my ear: "Don't let go, it's not that you're distracted, focus on it."

She quickly shook her head and raised her eyes again. The night in the south of the Yangtze River and the autumn pond in the winding corridors seemed to converge into one gaze, focusing on the man.

After an unknown amount of time, he asked, "Is it sour?"

"acid."

"Hold on a little longer."

"oh."

The young master worked hard, his eye sockets turned red obviously, and his eyelashes trembled unconsciously.

After a while, finally broke through the limit of tolerance, a tear rolled down from the pearl, dripped on the face, across the young and delicate skin, and fell on the part of the chin.

"Remember?"

"remember."