Chapter 1051: Personal Appearance

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In the palace, Ye Zhining, having finished dealing with state affairs, tossed the memorials from the ministers to the side. With a glance from the female official standing by, a maidservant came over and respectfully picked up the memorials, taking them out to hand to the ministers waiting outside the palace.

Having finished all the memorials that had piled up for over ten days, Ye Zhining sighed with relief, then fell into boredom and longing.

This was the sixteenth day since leaving her beloved concubine; she missed her.

In the past, she didn't understand why the late Emperor was so addicted to beauty and pleasure, able to go years without holding morning court, letting the ministers discuss and handle state affairs themselves.

Now it seems, being a muddled emperor is truly happy.

If she were also a muddled emperor, she could completely learn from the late Emperor, handing state affairs to a few backbone ministers, and then spend her days in blissful, shameless happiness by her beloved concubine's side.

Unfortunately, after taking on the burden of being an enlightened monarch, she could no longer indulge in enjoying life.

Because there was always another voice in her heart telling her that doing so was wrong; the moment she thought of the ten thousand counties and thousand provinces of the Holy Tang Heavenly Dynasty resting on her shoulders, she would always feel guilty if she indulged too much.

But on the other hand, being separated from her beloved concubine by the ends of the earth also made her feel tormented.

What is Luo Quan doing now, who has she met, does she miss her?

Ye Zhining wanted to know all of this; she wanted to pay attention to everything related to Luo Quan.

Unfortunately, the networks of the Universe and Earth were not connected. After returning, the phone Luo Quan gave her completely lost its internet connection, and she could only watch videos or listen to songs.

There were still photos of her and Luo Quan in Beijing in the album, the two sitting side-by-side leaning on the bed, Luo Quan's fragrant shoulders slightly exposed, her expression somewhat surprised.

She remembered it was just after Luo Quan had taken a bath, and Ye Zhining had secretly taken a photo when she wasn't paying attention.

Fortunately, Luo Quan didn't make her delete it in the end, only telling her never to post it.

Just kidding, how could such a private photo be posted? It was definitely kept for her to look at secretly.

There were quite a few similar photos in her phone, but they weren't secretly taken; most were taken openly by her.

Perhaps Luo Quan knew that dissuasion was ineffective, so she simply lay flat.

Flipping through the beautiful, large-scale photos of Luo Quan in the album, Ye Zhining also smiled like a lovesick fool, and her inner longing finally found some solace.

The female official behind Ye Zhining saw this scene and immediately lowered her head, looking at her nose and heart.

This wasn't the first time the Empress had been like this; ever since she returned, she would take out that phone with its hopelessly outdated style and giggle foolishly.

As the chief female official, she naturally didn't dare to ask, and could only keep her head low at this time, lest she see the Empress's unseemly expression.

Wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth, Ye Zhining woke up from her daydream.

Originally, she didn't like sleeping because her energy was sufficient, and any rest or sleep was a waste of time.

But now she had fallen in love with sleeping, because she could see her obedient beloved concubine in her dreams, and could do whatever she wanted with her.

Unfortunately, after waking from the dream, Ye Zhining would be surrounded by immense disappointment.

How obedient the beloved concubine in the dream was, unlike in reality, where she was fierce, sharp-tongued, and often defied her.

But if her beloved concubine really became as obedient as the palace maids, Ye Zhining would feel uncomfortable instead.

Wasn't the Luo Quan she liked the lively, heroic, and sun-like, hot and dazzling one?

Ye Zhining rested her chin on her hand, smiled again, and fell into reverie………………

At the same time, Luo Quan, who was live-streaming, sneezed fiercely.

"Damn, who's cursing me?" Luo Quan covered her nose and pulled two tissues to wipe her nose.

Actually, there wasn't much snot, but to be safe, she had to cover it first.

She remembered a streamer on Douyu who didn't cover when sneezing and sprayed a long string of snot from her nostril.

Then she became famous and was dubbed "Crystal Necklace" by netizens.

Luo Quan didn't have much of an idol burden, but if such a thing happened, thinking about it was truly quite socially dead.

So regardless of whether there was snot or not, Luo Quan would cover her nose the first time she sneezed, lest the fans make fun of her.

However, an ordinary sneeze didn't attract the fans' attention; what they cared about was something else:

"Luo Bao, Luo Bao, is there any news about that *Madness* folder you created earlier?"

"Yeah, yeah, you said it would be filmed after the New Year, but you shouldn't have time now, right?"

"You're too busy filming movies, how could you have time to film a TV series?"

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Facing the questions, Luo Quan crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, saying: "I gave the script for *Madness* to the designated crew of Channel 1 to produce, and the actors are all powerful performers; the quality definitely won't be bad.

It's mainly because I have too many things to film, and plus I acquired Bilibili, so there are quite a few things in the company, so it's unrealistic for me to film everything, so I can only outsource some scripts.

However, the outsourced personnel are all trustworthy, so everyone doesn't need to worry about shoddy production."

Hearing this, the fans looked a bit disappointed, but it wasn't unacceptable.

Although it wasn't filmed by Luo Quan, it was at least a state-level crew, so the production definitely wouldn't be bad.

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Hengdian, *Murder Memories* outdoor shooting site.

The forest, just after the rain, was muddy, the fresh air mixed with a grassy smell, and bright sunlight spilled through the gaps in the leaves, making the whole environment warm and peaceful in the lazy wind.

But Luo Quan's mood at this moment was not peaceful at all.

She had been filming in Hengdian for several days, and everything was going smoothly, but she just couldn't wait for the rain.

Because the case was set with the murderer liking to commit crimes in the rain, the crime scene also had to be in an environment after the rain.

Although sprinkler equipment could simulate it, it ultimately lacked a bit of flavor.

After all, the dampness and mud presented after the whole mountain area was washed by heavy rain could not be simulated by a few sprinkler trucks; it still had to rely on the power of nature.

So after finally waiting for a heavy rain last night, Luo Quan immediately took the crew into the mountains to start filming the next morning.

But the actor playing the victim encountered a car accident on the way to the set; although she wasn't seriously hurt, the car couldn't start, and she was quite frightened, so she had already been sent back to the city.

After the accident, Luo Quan searched the crew and couldn't find anyone to fill in.

Although anyone could play a corpse, the requirements for the corpse Luo Quan wanted were slightly higher; she had to be good-looking and have a good figure.

Because in her understanding, the more beautiful things are destroyed, the more shocking and empathetic they will be.

It might not sound very good, but a delicate ceramic and an ordinary clay pot have very different regrets when broken.

This is the simplest way to mobilize the audience's emotions through limited space.

This includes the female student who was murdered in the movie; the film only established a bond between her and the protagonist through a few lines of dialogue, and then destroyed her at the most unexpected moment.

Visual impact and emotional impact were both there.

But now the "delicate porcelain" responsible for being destroyed had an accident on the way and couldn't come, and the remaining women in the crew were all a bit worse and couldn't play it.

Wen Xia met the requirements, but she had already played the female police officer, and playing the victim would easily reveal the disguise.

Finding someone else in Hengdian could also be done, but by the time the new actor arrived, the ground would probably have dried.

It had just rained once; who knew how long the second rain would take.

Actually, if she wasn't so particular, she could just grab a female extra to deal with this scene, but Luo Quan didn't have the habit of muddling through; after thinking about it, she decided to go on stage herself.

"Bring the costume." Luo Quan handed her position to the assistant director and shouted at the prop master.

"Director Luo, do you intend to play the corpse yourself?" The assistant director rubbed his hands, looking very excited.

Not because Luo Quan was going to play a corpse, but because he finally got to control the camera; this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Old Wang, you seem very happy?" Luo Quan looked at him strangely.

The two had collaborated N times; although Old Wang was a bit fat, he was not sloppy at all, but very efficient.

However, because Luo Quan liked to take everything on herself, she would often overstep and do many things that the assistant director should do, resulting in Old Wang's low presence in the crew.

"Opportunities to hold the camera under Director Luo are rare, so I have to perform well."

Director Wang said, already sitting on the director's exclusive chair; this chair was an ergonomic chair custom-made by Luo Quan according to her body type.

When she sat on it, it was very comfortable, as if a pair of hands were supporting her waist and back.

But after Xu Fudao Wang sat on it, he felt a pair of hands locking his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"The director's seat is really not that easy to sit on; was Director Luo using this method to make herself fully focused?"

Xu Fudao Wang took a deep breath, thinking it was a problem with the chair, and thought Luo Quan was sitting on an uncomfortable chair to "hang her hair from the beam and prick her thigh with an awl" (a metaphor for self-discipline), ignoring that his body type had already exceeded the chair's capacity.

Luo Quan, who was on the side, glanced at the armrests of the chair that had been stretched open, her lips moved, but she didn't say much.

If it breaks, it breaks; buy a new one later.

After explaining how to shoot, Luo Quan took the costume and walked into the temporary dressing room to put it on.

On the other side, the prop team had also followed Luo Quan's requirements to fake a crime scene in the muddy forest.

Drag marks in the mud, scattered bags, banknotes, hairpins, cosmetics, and police tape on the surrounding trees.

Passersby who didn't know would think a murder had really happened here.

In fact, with Luo Quan's connections, she could find a few real police officers to make a cameo here.

However, the story background was set in the last century, and the clothing and temperament were different, so there was no need to find real police officers.

After Luo Quan came out in costume, Xu Fudao Wang immediately shouted "Clear the set," and irrelevant personnel all retreated outside the camera, leaving only two female prop masters, each holding a rope in their hands.

Their task was simple: to tie Luo Quan up, with both hands tied behind her back, and both legs crossed and tied into an X shape.

The two female prop masters didn't know if they had any side jobs related to rope art, but their movements were quite agile, and they tied Luo Quan up in a few strokes.

At first, they didn't dare to start, fearing they would hurt Luo Quan.

Luo Quan said directly: "You have to put yourselves in the shoes of the murderer now. Will the murderer show mercy when committing the crime? As ruthless as you can be!"

With the director's permission, the two prop masters stopped being polite, gritted their teeth and twisted the rope, and finally tied a dead knot.

Wen Xia watched from the side and scratched her head, thinking this scene was so much like killing a New Year pig; if you put a stick through the middle, you could carry it away directly.

She inexplicably felt that Luo Quan in this appearance was very funny, so Wen Xia took out her phone and quickly took several photos from different angles.

Luo Quan didn't know about this; after being tied up, she began to adjust her position on the ground with her knees, and finally her whole body lay on the ground.

Especially the whole face, most of it was tightly attached to the mud, and the other half of the face was expressionless, not even shaking her eyeballs, and her pupils lost focus.

This is the highest realm of acting, controlling one's body and physiological reactions.

If a person's pupils have no disease, they usually dilate under emotional excitement, fear, or near-death situations.

Like Luo Quan, who lay on the ground and quietly dilated her pupils, it was truly god-like acting, and her control over her body was terrifying.

Xu Fudao Wang was not sure how long Luo Quan could maintain her state, and seeing that she entered the play in an instant, he immediately shouted to start filming.

Subsequently, the camera began to wander over Luo Quan's body and the surrounding environment, finally settling on her face.

The already fair skin revealed a bloodless paleness after makeup, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her pupils looked into the distance hollowly.

This beautiful and tragic appearance would make even the most hard-hearted person feel pity.

What's amazing is that Luo Quan lay on the ground for a full three minutes like this; Xu Fudao Wang didn't shout cut, and she didn't move at all.

It was just that her ribs would slightly expand and contract every once in a while, representing that she was still breathing.

But the amplitude of breathing was quite small, and it couldn't be seen at all from a distance.

"Director Luo's acting is really good; you can't act out this effect without dying once."

"Professionalism is also really professional; she doesn't hesitate to smash such a beautiful face into the mud."

"So they say she can win the Oscar Best Actress; it's all because of this professionalism."

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The surrounding extras discussed in low voices, their tone full of admiration.

Director Luo performing in person was a rare good opportunity for them.

Perhaps they couldn't learn how to control their bodies, but they at least understood one thing: no matter what you do, the most important thing is professionalism!

Finally, Xu Fudao Wang, who had finished shooting all the shots, shouted "Cut," and the prop master and assistant immediately stepped forward to untie Luo Quan. ===== CHAPTER 1052 =====

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