Chapter 240: Playing Fight the Landlord Together (Ten-Thousand-Character Chapter)

Outside the window, the freezing rain fell incessantly.

Inside the window.

It was as warm as summer.

Li Luo, lying on the sofa, was clearly sleeping very comfortably, the expression on his face quite serene; one could hardly tell that not long ago he had fallen from his horse into an icy river, as if that were merely a trivial matter of no importance.

Wang Ou rested her chin in her hands, quietly observing his face.

Acting requires a big heart.

Perhaps this was the first lesson she had learned.

Her gaze swept over his straight nose bridge, then landed on the corners of her boss's slightly upturned mouth.

Even while asleep.

A hint of a smile remained on his face.

That trace of a mischievous smile made Wang Ou's eyes look somewhat infatuated.

She didn't know.

What it would feel like to kiss him.

The thought that suddenly surfaced in her mind made her face burn, and she couldn't help but lick her lips.

Just at this moment.

Li Luo turned over.

The clothes draped over him were dragged and slid to the floor.

Seeing this.

Wang Ou hurriedly stood up.

She quietly picked up the clothes and carefully covered Li Luo with them.

Although the temperature inside the vehicle was high, she was still afraid he might catch a cold because of it; after all, he had been soaked in cold water today, and she had felt the chill even when picking up the clothes he had taken off earlier, let alone having been directly submerged in the water.

Fearing they would slide off again.

The girl even meticulously tucked the coat in around her boss.

Of course!

The opportunity to openly and carefully examine her boss.

She didn't miss it either.

His skin looked so delicate, almost the same as her own.

She wondered how he maintained it, given he was often out filming.

His eyelashes were also so long.

Huh!

Why did he move?

"Hmm?"

His eyes opened slowly, and Li Luo looked steadily at Wang Ou, who was leaning over him; the girl's face flushed with a faint rosy hue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Th-the clothes fell off."

Wang Ou met his gaze and said stammeringly.

"Thanks."

Li Luo smiled indifferently and closed his eyes again.

Between filming and drinking.

He felt a bit dizzy after the meal, and he couldn't be bothered to tease the girl; sleeping was more important.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Wang Ou gently patted her thumping chest, returned to sit by the dining table, and, having been startled, she felt even less sleepy now, so she simply picked up Li Luo's script and read it quietly.

The rain seemed to have no intention of stopping, shrouding the entire Jiuzhaigou in a layer of white mist.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that it gradually cleared up.

Taking advantage of the light in this final period, the long-stagnant production team quickly began to operate; this time, not only Li Luo, but Liu Qianqian also finally got out of the motorhome to film a few horse-riding shots.

Upon hearing the news of the fall, Liu Qianqian's reaction was very nervous.

Compared to him.

She was barely managing even to ride a horse.

Also under this nervous mood, a few simple shots had to be repeated several times before they were successfully filmed, which thoroughly exhausted Zhao Jian.

As the sky darkened.

The day's filming came to an end.

Except for those left behind to guard the equipment, the rest of the staff headed back.

After a simple dinner.

Wu Yu and Wang Ou went out together to purchase supplies.

Li Luo, meanwhile, took the elevator alone and swayed his way through the corridor.

"Whoa~"

Seeing the setup ahead, he slowed his pace and asked cheerfully: "Two sisters, you seem to have come with ill intent, don't you?"

Meng Guangmei was holding several bottles of red wine in her arms, while Sister Chen Zihan was tossing a deck of cards.

The expressions on both their faces.

Were full of anticipation and playfulness.

"Hurry up."

Meng Guangmei gestured toward the door and said impatiently: "This is heavy. What ill intent? We clearly heard you fell off your horse and came over to comfort you. You really don't know what's good for you."

"Alright, alright, alright."

With a laugh, Li Luo walked over quickly and opened the door.

After the two of them went in.

With a click.

He locked the door securely.

The two women didn't hesitate at all; Meng Guangmei deftly picked up the corkscrew, and after Chen Zihan unpacked the cards, she grabbed the remote control and turned on the television.

"Yuwen Chengdu, I won't let you off."

Curling her lip, Sister Chen immediately pressed the remote to change the channel.

"Zhao Min, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Her eyebrows twitched.

Chen Zihan pressed the remote hard.

"Hahaha, Liu Xuan, you big idiot!!!"

It was that familiar face again; she frantically changed the channel once more, and finally, Li Luo's figure no longer appeared on the TV screen, replaced by a scene of two women and a man washing a car by the roadside.

The music drifted out from the speakers, echoing pleasantly in the living room.

"The cicadas have also fallen asleep, fallen asleep quietly."

"In my heart"

"A peaceful summer~"

Seeing the music channel appear, Chen Zihan put down the remote with satisfaction.

"Ouch~"

Another soft cry.

She hurriedly rubbed her head.

"You've got some nerve." Li Luo retracted his finger with a snort and sat down on the sofa: "You actually dared to look down on the TV series I acted in right in front of me. No, wait, you were even looking down on yourself, weren't you?"

"It's boring."

Chen Zihan rubbed her head and gave him a clean, swift slap: "I don't like watching dramas; I can't get into them at all. Especially when I see myself appear, I feel particularly awkward."

"Why?"

Meng Guangmei grabbed two bottles of red wine and poured them together into the decanter with a glug: "Don't you enjoy the feeling of seeing yourself appear on the screen?"

Every time she saw someone familiar appear on TV.

She would have a sense of novelty.

"It's in stages."

Li Luo looked at the TV with a smile and grabbed a pillow to cushion his lower back: "At first, it's indeed very fresh; you can't wait to watch it from beginning to end, and every time you appear, you feel very excited."

"And then."

Chen Zihan took over his words and shook her head, saying: "You start to feel physically uncomfortable; no matter how you look at it, it feels awkward."

He nodded in agreement.

Li Luo now also had a bit of that feeling.

Before, when watching celebrity interviews and hearing those actors say they never watched the dramas they acted in, he couldn't quite understand it, but now, having experienced it himself, he gradually began to grasp that feeling.

First, it's awkwardness.

Then, you can't get into it at all because the circumstances of the filming are all fresh in your memory.

Finally, you start to think, why did I choose to act like that at the time?

Clearly, there could have been a better way.

The aroma of red wine spread over, and the fresh and pure MV on the TV continued to play, with Liang Jingru sitting by the seaside, shaking her head.

It wasn't just film and television works that were falling into an all-around ebb.

Music was the same.

The music scene more than a decade later was either full of "tailors" or people frantically "clutching at straws," as if the inspiration of those singers had all been exhausted; the domestic entertainment industry was left with only "entertainment," and everything else had vanished.

"Drink, drink."

Meng Guangmei waved her fingers and tapped the crystal glass with a ding: "Since arriving in Jiuzhaigou, this is the first time we've gathered to drink together."

"Cheers~"

Led by her, Li Luo and Chen Zihan smiled and raised their glasses.

Clinking them together.

A series of crisp sounds rang out.

Exhaling a breath of wine, Li Luo deftly shuffled the cards in his hand: "Three people means Fight the Landlord. What shall we bet? I'm not going to be stupid enough to stick paper strips on you two."

"How about?"

Meng Guangmei continued to pour wine, looking at Chen Zihan with a smile: "One hundred yuan as a base, bombs double, capped at five bombs?"

A maximum of three thousand two hundred.

For the three people present, there was no pressure.

At most, they'd lose a few tens of thousands.

"I have no problem with that."

Chen Zihan swirled her red wine glass.

"No good."

Li Luo separated three hole cards and pressed them in the middle, then the cards in his hand flew out like raindrops: "Let's be a bit more civilized. Don't bet money at the drop of a hat; this stuff easily hurts harmony."

"How about this."

A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his gaze fell on the two women: "If you lose, you take off a piece of clothing."

"How about it?"

As the words fell, the last card flew out.

Hearing that he wanted to be more civilized, Chen Zihan thought he had some high-minded idea; she didn't expect him to have this in mind. She immediately gave him a dirty look, yet she had no objections.

Instead, she took a sip of red wine with a parched throat.

"Who's afraid of whom!"

Meng Guangmei was also one who loved excitement and immediately rolled up her thick sleeves.

The three of them looked at each other.

And deftly grabbed their cards.

After a short while, Meng Guangmei took off her down jacket, revealing the thick sweater underneath.

And then.

Chen Zihan's down jacket also disappeared.

Along with it went Meng Guangmei's red sweater.

It's just that underneath.

She was still wearing a T-shirt.

Which left Li Luo and Chen Zihan deeply disappointed.

The supermodel puffed out her chest and strutted around, continuing to organize the shuffling.

As the cards slapped onto the table with a pitter-patter, the battle on the scene fell into a stalemate; Chen Zihan was now left with only a bra, and her breasts swayed with her movements as she played her cards.

Her jeans, however, remained well-kept.

And Meng Guangmei.

Although this supermodel used a pillow to block her chest, the spring scenery still leaked out from time to time, and her fair, tender waist drew a perfect arc before Li Luo's eyes.

He wasn't much better off himself.

But at least he could manage to keep his pants on.

There was no help for it; with spring scenery rippling before his eyes, it was hard for any man to concentrate.

"Bomb."

Calculating Chen Zihan's cards, Li Luo threw out four sixes with force, then took her out with a straight.

"Yay."

Meng Guangmei threw down her cards excitedly, leaned forward, and gave Li Luo a crisp high-five: "Well done! I knew you still had a bomb in your hand. Hahaha!"

In her excitement.

The pillow on her body was knocked over, and her full breasts swayed.

As Li Luo high-fived her.

To show respect, he watched with great attention for a while.

The Taiwan supermodel simply stopped covering up; when she sat back on the sofa, she looked at Chen Zihan and giggled, causing her breasts to tremble continuously.

Li Luo scanned them with a smile, raised his glass, and focused his attention on the senior sister.

With a soft snort.

Chen Zihan stood up hesitantly.

The button of her jeans.

Clicked open.

She used her thumb to hook the edge of her pants and slowly twisted her slender waist from side to side.

With this movement.

Li Luo's jaw dropped along with the jeans.

He hadn't expected that she was wearing black silk stockings underneath; the dark blue jeans and the black silk complemented each other, and Sister Chen's delicate, fair skin was vaguely visible, exuding a myriad of charms.

"Goodness~"

Meng Guangmei swallowed a large gulp of red wine and gestured to the other with her glass: "Sister Zihan, you're too calculating; you actually wore black silk!"

"Isn't it all just to keep warm~"

Chen Zihan pursed her lips and smiled, throwing the jeans toward Li Luo.

With a gulp in his throat.

Li Luo excitedly gathered the cards and shuffled them with a swish-swish-swish.

The card game was not yet successful.

He still needed to work harder!

"Brother Luo~~~"

A few minutes passed, and a delicate voice rang out: "I have nothing left to take off now. What should I do?"

Despite being nearly one meter eighty tall.

When Meng Guangmei acted coquettishly, she still had the style of a Taiwan girl.

While speaking, this tall Taiwan girl slowly stood up, placed her hands on her waist, and struck a model's pose sideways toward Li Luo with a charming smile.

Those heaven-defying long legs.

Just like that, they poked out right before his eyes.

Her legs crossed.

She walked over decisively.

Meng Guangmei tossed her hair as if she were walking the runway, her breasts bouncing along with her.

Let alone Li Luo.

Even Chen Zihan watched with her mouth agape, a burning heat rising in her heart that made her itch; tasting the red wine and playing the cards with relish, she had long been unable to restrain herself, and looking at Meng Guangmei like this.

She let out a trembling sigh and slowly held onto her breasts.

"Then punishment it is!"

Li Luo gently scratched his chin, looking at the big girl walking toward him with glowing eyes.

After speaking.

He spread his legs.

And leaned back on the sofa with an air of composure.

"Oh~"

Meng Guangmei understood instantly, although she pretended to be reluctant.

But she tied her hair back quickly and deftly.

Her figure lowered significantly.

Her tongue flicked over her lips.

The big girl crawled forward impatiently.

Li Luo swirled the red wine in his hand comfortably, watching the crimson liquid spin continuously in the glass, stirring up a hint of fragrance; he moved the glass to his nose and took a deep sniff of the wine's aroma.

Feeling that wonderful sensation of being tightly enveloped.

"Brother Luo."

Another delicate call, and Chen Zihan, who still had the black silk on, could no longer control herself and crawled over slowly along the sofa.

"Hmm?"

Li Luo looked at the swaying breasts with a smile.

"I want to play Fight the Landlord together too!"

After a cry full of desire, Chen Zihan knocked over the red wine glass and hugged his head tightly.

The joy of fighting the landlord is truly a rare experience.

Indulgence successful.

Reward: Physique Experience +30.

Outside the window, wisps of rain drifted again, and the cold wind swirled hard but could never penetrate the warm room; greedily looking at the three people entangled together, it could only disperse with reluctance.

A few hours later.

When Wu Yu and Wang Ou opened the door, everything in the living room was back to normal.

Only a faint smell of wine remained in the air.

With a heavy yawn, Wu Yu knocked on the door a few times and walked into the bedroom: "Good morning, Brother Luo!"

Behind her.

Wang Ou's eyes were a bit blurry.

An actor's schedule must follow the filming notice completely; it was three in the morning, and while some people had just fallen asleep, they already had to get up to prepare for the new day.

Having gotten up so early for two consecutive days, she hadn't adapted to the state yet.

She was clearly incredibly groggy.

After a flurry of activity.

The three of them carried more luggage than yesterday and boarded the motorhome.

There was a storage closet inside the vehicle, and it was naturally more convenient to put some things up there.

In just one night.

Many changes had occurred inside the motorhome; the small bar was filled with all kinds of wine, the refrigerator was packed with ingredients, and kitchenware like pots and pans were neatly arranged above.

Wu Yu had also purchased quite a few items like pillows, towels, and blankets.

Compared to yesterday.

It was as if it had changed to a different place.

Li Luo gave a thumbs-up to both assistants with great satisfaction.

Then he leisurely picked up the script to read, and amidst their soft conversation, the motorhome roared and plunged into the rolling night.

The second day of filming.

Li Luo welcomed his first scene with Liu Qianqian.

The place of filming.

Was changed to the Jiuzhai Paradise Lali Grassland Scenic Area.

The two would film the first literary scene here; the connecting plot was the scene where Jinlun Fawang competed for the title of Martial Arts Alliance Leader, and after Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü reunited, they hid to reveal their hearts to each other.

It seemed to happen in the same place.

In reality, the martial arts competition was held in the Zhejiang Condor Heroes City, while the romantic scene had to be filmed early in Sichuan Province.

It was past nine in the morning.

Li Luo, having changed his clothes, strode out of the motorhome.

Before him was a vast grassland, and not far away was the filming location chosen by the production team, where seven or eight staff members were busy planting colorful fake flowers into the grass, dyeing the green meadow with vibrant colors.

There were quite a few people on the scene.

Besides the staff, there were tourists who had come to play as well as local Tibetans.

Their curious eyes carefully examined everything before them.

It was much quieter compared to yesterday.

"Guo'er."

In the chaotic crowd, Liu Qianqian, dressed in a white dress, raised her hand and called out softly.

A complete change from the gloom of yesterday.

Today, the sun dispersed the dark clouds, and the bright light shone on the grassland, illuminating Liu Qianqian's smiling face.

"Auntie."

With a smile, Li Luo strode over.

To help the actors get into character, Zhang Zhizhong had notified everyone last night that not only the actors among themselves but even the rest of the production team should call them by their names in the play, trying to get rid of the influence of reality.

"Li Luo, sit down."

Liu Xiaoli took a chair and politely asked him to sit.

"Thank you, Auntie Liu."

Pushing back his messy long hair, Li Luo didn't hesitate and sat down firmly.

"Where's yours?"

Liu Qianqian shook the script in her hand.

The situation now was very clear; the girl wanted to rehearse lines with him, and Li Luo naturally had no objections; rehearsing lines a few times before filming could very effectively help actors find their state.

"Right here."

He pointed to his head and then turned back to look at the people around: "Everyone, please make way and give this place some space. Thank you!"

When Li Luo was looking for emotions.

If conditions permitted.

He was used to having it quiet around him.

There were several assistants and behind-the-scenes staff here, making noise, so he naturally started clearing the area.

As his gaze shifted.

It fell on Liu Xiaoli, who was sitting steadily.

The latter was stunned.

She raised her hand and pointed to herself.

Li Luo nodded very decisively, his eyes quite firm.

He didn't care what the other person's status was; it didn't matter how closely she followed the team usually, but when it came to serious work, she had to stay aside honestly and not be an obstruction here.

After a pause, Liu Xiaoli stood up deftly.

And wandered to the side.

In just a few seconds, a slightly larger empty space was cleared here.

It wasn't until this moment that Liu Qianqian finished reading the script in her hand; the large chunks of lines on it made her look at Li Luo with surprise: "Senior, you actually memorized all these lines?"

"Hmm~"

Steadying her mind again, she looked at Liu Xiaoli, who had walked far away, and stuck her tongue out at Li Luo quickly with a giggle: "I didn't expect you to dare to call my mom away; when filming before, she was always listening on the side."

"Memorized them."

"You should try to call me Guo'er."

"Can we start?"

Li Luo spread his hands with a smile and threw out a few sentences in succession.

Seeing him so serious for the first time, Liu Qianqian hurriedly collected her thoughts, and with a hint of unwillingness to lose, she opened the script and began to rehearse the lines seriously, sentence by sentence.

As they rehearsed.

Liu Tianxian was a bit dumbfounded.

Every sentence of the lines was recited by the senior without missing a word.

Even the places where she recited wrong.

Were instantly reminded and corrected by the other party.

This meant that not only his own lines but even the opponent's lines were known by heart; to those who didn't know the industry, this was just a small detail, but it made a flash of shock appear in the girl's eyes.

No wonder the senior had risen to fame so quickly in these few years.

At the very least, he was extremely serious about his work; thinking that she was still frantically memorizing the script last night.

She felt a bit ashamed.

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Worthy of being the senior.

So strong!

Driven by a competitive spirit, Liu Qianqian mustered twelve points of energy, rehearsed the lines with Li Luo repeatedly, and then the two discussed what kind of response should be made for the corresponding lines.

They were both from professional backgrounds.

And they came from the same school, so communication was very smooth.

When they got excited.

Both were a bit animated.

Laughter rang out frequently.

This scene made Yu Min feel very satisfied; in his view, the male and female leads must have chemistry, and some chemical reactions on TV could be felt by the audience.

As for Liu Xiaoli, she muttered in her heart.

However, these two were clearly working, and with Li Luo's eye-driven expulsion just now.

She didn't find it easy to go over and disturb them.

But what made Liu Xiaoli feel fortunate was that Li Luo quickly ended the line-rehearsing work, then swung his legs and wandered around the set, occasionally signing a few names for tourists.

He had no intention of pestering her daughter, which made her feel very relieved.

Li Luo was leisurely.

But the behind-the-scenes staff in the production team felt like a fly was constantly buzzing around them.

From lighting, props, to photography.

Li Luo's voice kept ringing out beside them.

Transforming into a curious baby.

Asking one question here, another there.

After getting interested, he even asked to operate it himself.

If it were someone else, they would have been blasted away long ago.

But they wouldn't dare to blast the male lead away even if they were given more courage; fortunately, Li Luo's attitude was always polite, and while asking questions, he helped out, not affecting the work.

So they answered every question.

Just consider it satisfying this guy's curiosity!

In reality.

Not only did Wang Ou need to learn.

Li Luo felt that he couldn't be idle either; at the very least, he had to figure out the general work of each department of the production team, otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he was being cheated later.

But he was quickly caught back by Yu Min.

Actors rehearsing is one thing, but the director explaining the scene can't be idle either.

Anyway, in Yu Min's view.

They could have their own way of interpretation, but it must be carried out within his framework.

Half an hour later.

Li Luo and Liu Qianqian sat cross-legged facing each other, surrounded by a colorful sea of flowers, with sunlight falling on them, making this scene look quite beautiful.

It was just the blower placed not far away, as well as the huge lens.

That ruined this beauty.

The lens was a matter of course, but the blower left Li Luo truly confused.

It was just a conversation; was it necessary to use this thing?

"Attention, all departments."

"Clear the scene."

"Please be quiet, everyone, and absolutely do not take photos."

"Actors, make final preparations; give a signal when there's no problem, and we can start at any time."

The assistant director grabbed the walkie-talkie hard and let out a roar.

In the chaotic crowd.

Wang Ou kept nodding with a smile, carefully approaching the monitor; during this period, someone wanted to stop her, but after noticing she was Li Luo's assistant, they hurriedly retracted their raised hand.

Even with a work badge.

Not everyone could wander behind the monitor.

Even some small supporting actors who wanted to see the effect of their acting would be blasted away unceremoniously.

Even some directors strictly forbade actors from coming over to watch the playback.

Just for fear of affecting the performance state.

Wang Ou certainly didn't choose to run over herself; she also made this move just now under Li Luo's indication.

After all, the girl wasn't really here to do odd jobs.

Through the monitor, one could observe the actor's state most intuitively.

For her growth.

It could be said to be quite beneficial.

That's why Li Luo made such an arrangement.

Wang Ou's footsteps stood firm quickly, and she greedily watched everything before her; everything felt incomparably fresh to her.

Soon she retracted her gaze and stood back a bit nervously.

Messy footsteps rang out.

Yu Min brought two people and walked back to the monitor, about to start the next filming.

For Wang Ou.

The pressure brought by this mustachioed director was no less than that of Zhang Da Hu Zi.

"You're Li Luo's assistant, right?"

Yu Min stopped and pointed over with the walkie-talkie.

"Hello, Yu Dao."

Wang Ou was so scared she hurriedly greeted him.

"Hmm."

Yu Min nodded slightly and pointed casually to a chair closer to the monitor: "Li Luo just told me; you just sit there and watch, try not to make any sound, and don't affect the filming."

While speaking, he looked Wang Ou up and down.

Just now Li Luo said that one of his assistants was his signed artist and wanted some learning and observation opportunities.

Regarding this.

Yu Min naturally agreed readily.

Let alone watching the monitor.

Even if he were asked to help arrange a small role to serve tea and water, he wouldn't reject the male lead's face.

Using anyone is fine, and it could also build a good relationship.

Yu Min quickly retracted his gaze.

The appearance conditions were quite good, but he had seen too many beautiful actresses.

Surprise wasn't quite there.

"Thank you, Director."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Ou sat down on half of the chair under everyone's gaze, not daring to make any more sound.

Various sounds kept ringing out from the walkie-talkie in front.

Soon.

It became quiet again.

Sister Ou stared tightly at the monitor, not even willing to blink.

"OK."

Receiving the signal, Yu Min raised his hand high.

"Hum~"

The blower vibrated.

Bursts of cold wind kept blowing onto Li Luo and Liu Qianqian.

Making their hair flutter.

This effect, don't mention it, was quite right.

The script supervisor behind the camera walked out quickly, placed the clapperboard next to Li Luo and Liu Qianqian, said the scene number to the camera, and tapped the wooden strip lightly.

The moment the filming sound rang out, Wang Ou felt that her boss had instantly become a different person.

Completely unlike his previous appearance.

Li Luo raised his hands gently, trembling as he wanted to touch Liu Qianqian's face.

But the next moment.

He hesitated and retracted them.

According to the set action, Liu Qianqian grabbed his wrist and brought it up with a determined expression.

When holding that delicate little face.

His fingers trembled again.

"Auntie."

Li Luo called out softly with a complex expression, forcing a smile.

On his face.

A few teardrops instantly overflowed from his eye sockets.

Performing the feeling of reuniting after a long time and crying with joy perfectly!

Looking at the joy and grievance in his eyes, Wang Ou bit her finger hard, her body excited; she didn't expect that in just a few seconds, her boss would show such complex emotions.

Yu Min scratched his cheek and looked at the male lead on the screen with surprise.

About his subordinate general.

He certainly had done some research.

The horse-riding scene yesterday was indeed quite amazing, but regarding the literary performance he saw on TV, Yu Min felt that Li Luo's level was considered good among young actors, but not very excellent.

But now, he had truly given him a big surprise.

He never expected that he could already play with such delicate emotional interpretation.

The performance continued.

"I originally had a lot of things I wanted to tell you."

Sniffing, Li Luo released the hand holding Liu Qianqian's face and quickly wiped away the tears on his face: "But as soon as I saw you, I was full of joy, yet I couldn't think of anything to say!"

"I'm afraid that if I said the wrong thing."

His tone, which was happy just now, instantly became aggrieved: "You would get angry and leave me alone again."

The tears in his eyes came even faster.

And wiped away more and more.

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü lived in the Ancient Tomb for so long.

For Yang Guo, returning to Xiaolongnü's side was naturally joyful, but there was no lack of grievance; at least from his perspective, he was inexplicably abandoned and ignored.

So Li Luo made such a reaction.

Just the emotion that exploded instantly.

Made Liu Qianqian feel panicked; she wiped away Li Luo's tears in a flustered manner.

Her mouth opened.

But her mind became blank.

Next.

What was she supposed to say?

"NG!"

A loud cry not far away made her come back to her senses instantly, and her little face flushed red.

NG is short for "not good."

In Chinese.

It means bad!

It can be considered the most common phrase ringing out during the filming process.

The director uses it to interrupt the current performance; actually, shouting "cut" also has the meaning of shouting "pause," but after a cut, it might be accepted directly, or it might indicate a retake, but NG necessarily requires a retake.

"I'm sorry, Brother Luo."

Liu Qianqian apologized hurriedly and expressed her apologies to the surrounding staff repeatedly.

To perform a state well.

Actors must bring out their spirit and energy.

If it wasn't connected well.

Apologizing is also a matter of course.

"It's okay."

Li Luo waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't think too much; immerse yourself in the character; the lines are actually in your heart; just follow the emotions."

Pinching her palm hard, Liu Qianqian nodded quickly.

Constantly suggesting to herself.

To adjust her state as soon as possible.

After Li Luo pacified the other party, he beckoned to the makeup artist; now he certainly had to touch up his makeup.

Otherwise, the tear stains would be very obvious.

"Do I need to hold back a bit?"

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the little junior sister.

Everyone had a good relationship, so he asked this; if it were an unfamiliar actor, asking this sentence would be equivalent to slapping them in the face in public.

"No need."

Liu Qianqian shook her head quickly and nodded heavily: "Senior, I can do it."

"Learning from you!"

Her little hand was handed forward very seriously.

"Learning together."

Wiping away the tears, Li Luo smiled and held the junior sister's hand.

He also almost couldn't enter the state just now; the feeling of holding Liu Tianxian's little face was truly wonderful, quite like "skin like congealed fat," and he really couldn't bear to let go.

Actually, just now when explaining the scene.

Yu Min wanted him to hold Liu Tianxian's face for a while longer.

Behind this, there was also a need for an action of burying his head in the other party's chest.

But it was flatly rejected by Li Luo.

To tell the truth, the taste would certainly be good, but it always felt a bit too lecherous.

While Li Luo was touching up his makeup, Yu Min scratched his head and looked at the playback just now, his expression looking very tangled.

"Yu Dao."

The producer next to him saw his thoughts and pointed to the screen: "It's multi-camera filming anyway; if you want, you can completely take Yang Guo's performance just now separately."

"Just cut to Xiaolongnü's reaction later."

There are no two identical leaves in the world, and it is also difficult to repeat a performance exactly.

Yu Min really wanted to use this shot.

Hearing this.

His eyes lit up, and he pushed his glasses with satisfaction.

"They are both from the Beijing Film Academy, right?" Yu Min looked at the producer and said thoughtfully: "It seems Li Luo is only one grade higher than Liu Qianqian, and the time they came out to film is also about the same."

"That's right."

The producer knew what he was thinking and shook his head in response: "Acting is not about age; besides, Li Luo filmed a movie in Hong Kong at the beginning of the year, and there were really quite a few veteran actors in it."

"He probably learned quite a few things."

At that scene just now, they saw at a glance that Liu Qianqian was being suppressed in her acting.

To the extent that she forgot her lines.

The gap in level.

Came out instantly!

But it was also within their expectations; Liu Qianqian's resources were very good, but the current roles, to tell the truth, were all a bit on the "vase" route, still following the "true-to-life" performance set.

The role is very likable.

But there must be a lack of polishing in acting.

It's normal not to be able to compare.

After adjustment, the performance on the scene continued.

Li Luo considered it repeatedly.

And chose to hold back a bit.

Performance is not about crushing the opponent, but about making the picture harmonious, so that the filmed drama will look better.

And Liu Qianqian didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, dealing with it with full concentration.

When the sun hung high in the sky.

This scene was finally successfully filmed.

Liu Qianqian rubbed her legs, which were sore from being pressed, and stood up with difficulty.

To outsiders, it just looked like sitting and chatting.

But maintaining almost the same posture for several hours, while also taking care of the performance, was actually not an easy thing.

"Qianqian."

Liu Xiaoli walked over quickly and handed out a water bottle: "Drink some water first; Mom stewed squab for you, and you can eat it right away; your performance just now was very good, and you improved very quickly."

"No good."

Liu Qianqian took the water bottle, looked at Li Luo's back, and shook her head slightly: "Senior is too strong, putting a lot of pressure on me; I know he must have been letting me win just now; let's go back; I want to memorize the script."

Leaving behind the slightly stunned Liu Xiaoli.

Xiaolongnü clenched her fists and walked quickly toward the motorhome.

Li Luo didn't care about the junior sister's complex mood at this time, followed the fragrance, and strode onto the motorhome.

Heading straight for the kitchen.

In the pressure cooker, the soft and rotten lamb trotters were bubbling with heat.

Chili, Sichuan peppercorn, and other seasonings.

Stewed the lamb trotters until they looked spicy, fresh, and fragrant.

"How is it?"

Wu Yu held the spatula and said with a smiling face: "Wang Ou also likes spicy food, so I simply stewed several pounds of lamb trotters with hot pot base; the vegetables will be ready right away."

Having filmed for several hours, Li Luo was already hungry.

Whether to eat vegetables or not didn't matter.

"Beautiful."

He gave a heavy thumbs-up and grabbed a large bowl with extreme dexterity.

The rice in the rice cooker.

Was half gone in two or three scoops.

Li Luo piled a few lamb trotters bubbling with red oil onto the fragrant white rice and walked toward the dining table cheerfully: "You can make more next time; good things are always welcome!"

"Alright!"

Wu Yu continued to flip the spatula.

Wang Ou, who had just watched to her heart's content, also deftly helped tidy up things.

Inside the small motorhome.

It was full of the atmosphere of life, appearing harmonious and happy.

After lunch.

Liu Qianqian stayed behind to film individual shots, and after Li Luo's motorhome puffed out a wisp of blue smoke, it swayed and left Lali Grassland, heading to the Pearl Shoal Waterfall in Jiuzhaigou to join the filming of Martial Arts Group A.

When the vehicle stopped.

Li Luo immediately took the wetsuit and walked into the bathroom.

On the notice sheet Wu Yu received, the filming plan written above was Yang Guo learning sword techniques from the Divine Eagle in the waterfall, and thinking of the Pearl Shoal Waterfall as the filming location, some things were already self-evident!

Yesterday was an accidental fall into the water, but today he had to actively soak in the water.

And it was estimated that the time wouldn't be short.

Without wearing a wetsuit, it would be difficult to handle.

It was Li Luo's first time wearing this thing; after struggling to put it on, when he pulled the zipper strap, it wouldn't go up no matter what.

With a clatter, he opened the bathroom door.

He strode out.

"Xiao Yu."

Wang Ou was washing dishes in front, so he beckoned to the girl sitting on the sofa and then turned around: "Come over and help me with this."

"Okay."

Wu Yu hurriedly stood up and walked over quickly.

"It's stuck here."

With a grin, the little assistant smoothed out the wrinkles for him, pulled the zipper up with incomparable smoothness, and finally sealed the adhesive tape above to prevent water from seeping in along the seams later.

"Don't move yet."

The girl's movements didn't stop, and she continued to tidy up the wrinkled parts of the wetsuit.

She also squatted down and pulled at the pant legs.

An assistant, after all!

Isn't this exactly the work she does?

Although the wetsuit, which was tightly attached to his body, even revealed muscle lines, after all, he was wearing a suit of clothes, so Wu Yu didn't feel anything inappropriate.

Pulling and tugging, her footsteps moved forward.

Coming to the front.

While Wu Yu was pulling, she subconsciously raised her head, wanting to ask Li Luo how it felt.

But the next moment, her pupils contracted violently.

In the depths of her eyes.

Reflected a terrifyingly sized "Golden Mace."

On the thin wetsuit, its shape was perfectly revealed.

The little assistant gulped down her saliva.

For a time.

She didn't know what to do!

"Boss."

After hesitating for a moment, she mustered all her courage, asked with a blushing face: "Do you need me to help you?" ===== CHAPTER 241 =====