Chapter 50

The Butterfly Spirit died!

Elder Shi died!

Tang Yu Xiaobao had an arm cut off by Anu!

The Wine Sword Immortal died!

In the end, even the female lead Zhao Zhao Linger and the big villain, the Moon Worshipper Sect Leader, all died.

Only Li Li Xiaoyao remained, holding his daughter.

"They have no hearts, how could they be so cruel... it hurts so much... wuwuwu..." Yang Mi's eyes were red, and there was a pile of paper balls on the table; those were all tissues used to wipe away tears.

The more joyful the beginning of Chinese Paladin was, the heavier and more torturous it became later.

"I want to smoke a cigarette to calm down." Lu Liang took a deep breath; he, a bald powerhouse, didn't feel good inside either; it was stifling.

"Me too, let's go together." Ning Fei said sorrowfully; he had also been tortured.

Ten minutes later.

The three of them collected their emotions and gathered again in the office.

"Tell me your thoughts."

Yang Mi's eyes were still red.

Lu Liang said: "This Chinese Paladin script is very, very good."

He first gave an overall evaluation, then continued: "From the main storyline, the script is like most Xianxia dramas on the market, with romance as the main thread, but it is also very different. Above the romance, there is a great love for the world; in this regard, it immediately elevates the scope."

"In addition, the character portrayal is very full; whether it's the protagonist or the supporting characters, they all have their own shining points."

Here, whether it's the positive characters, the villains, or even the demons, they are all flesh and blood, not stereotypical caricatures.

Everyone has their own motivation for their actions.

Moreover.

Even the villains have many points that people can acknowledge; they aren't just purely evil. For example, the Moon Worshipper Sect Leader—the fact that the Blue Planet is round was something the ancients couldn't understand, but he insisted he was right.

And the positive characters also have flaws, big and small; they aren't perfect people. For example, my favorite, the Wine Sword Immortal—he was obsessed with his feelings for Qing'er, and only realized it at the very end."

"With such settings, the whole world appears very real."

Yang Mi nodded.

At this time.

Ning Fei took a deep breath, a flash of shock in his eyes as he said: "To be honest, before reading the script, I thought Xianxia dramas were a huge trap and wanted to stop this script from being filmed."

"But after reading it..."

"I am greatly shocked; I didn't expect them to be able to write such a script!"

"While reading the script, there were many times I felt I wasn't reading a script, but watching a story happening in a real Xianxia world."

"Moreover, this is a tragic story. I have to admit, tragedies feel stifling to watch, but they can leave a very deep impression. I believe it can bring a novel experience to audiences who are used to happy endings."

After he finished speaking.

Yang Mi and Lu Liang both laughed.

They both knew how torturous the end of Chinese Paladin 1 was.

A "novel experience," my foot.

If the audience doesn't go crazy sending blades to Jiaying, it'll be because they have a good temper.

"So you mean, it can be filmed?"

Lu Liang said: "Boss, you already have the answer; why ask us?"

Ning Fei said: "It must be! With my years of experience, a god-tier script like this will definitely explode in popularity once filmed! Boss, do you want to consider letting me direct?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes and smiled gently: "With your jinxed constitution of filming one flop after another, you'd better save it; I can't afford that loss. Just be content being the producer. As for the director, I already have someone in mind."

Isn't there someone ready-made right now?

And those twins have much better luck than Ning Fei; you could say one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

When she was on the set of 《Ring》, she saw the twins' directing ability with her own eyes; it was no worse than Li Li Yaohuo's.

Since they can direct a movie, directing a television drama should be a piece of cake.

More importantly, they are the screenwriters themselves.

No director can understand the screenwriter's intent better than they do.

After discussing it, all three decided to film this television drama, and to invest heavily in it.

The three planned to go tell the twins the result together.

Unexpectedly, halfway there, they were told that the twins were in the recording studio recording songs.

"I wonder what new songs they have..."

Yang Mi raised her eyebrows slightly.

She was very interested in the twins' new songs.

Immediately after.

The three went to the recording studio.

As soon as they entered, a sound of strings and bamboo instruments drifted over, and they were instantly stunned.

And on the table in front of them lay several sheets of music.

Chinese Paladin Soundtrack: 《Don't Forget》.

Chinese Paladin Soundtrack: 《Mother of the Earth》.

Chinese Paladin Soundtrack: 《Peach Blossom Island》.

Chinese Paladin Soundtrack: 《Birds of a Feather》.

What was being recorded now was a Chinese Paladin soundtrack titled 《Mother of the Earth》.

"This soundtrack..."

"This soundtrack..."

Lu Liang's eyes widened, and countless images rushed toward him; he seemed to see Qing'er and Zhao Zhao Linger sacrificing themselves for the great love of the world.

Ning Fei also slapped the table in applause: "First, the eerie fantasy of the Miao border, then peeling back the layers, followed by the creation of the world, parting the clouds to see the sun, the vast land of China, magnificent and grand, and finally, nimble and leaping, the moon bright and stars sparse..."

"Damn it, when I was filming dramas, why couldn't I meet such awesome screenwriters, why couldn't I meet such top-tier soundtrack masters!"

He remembered when he was a director, his requirements for the soundtrack were very high, and he hired many well-known composers, but he was never satisfied and had to settle.

Unlike these two little girls, Xu Youyue and Xu Mingyue.

They write their own scripts and their own soundtracks, naturally achieving the effect they are most satisfied with.

Ning Fei suddenly found the reason why he had always filmed flops.

It wasn't that he wasn't good enough, it was that his teammates weren't pulling their weight.

If he had teammates like Xu Youyue and Xu Mingyue, how could he possibly flop and become a director of bad movies?

Yes, it must be the teammates' fault.

In fact.

Ning Fei misunderstood.

It was mainly because the soundtrack for the "Chinese Paladin" series was truly badass, basically all handled by the god-tier soundtrack master Mai Mai Zhenhong.

Whether it was Chinese Paladin 1 or Chinese Paladin 3, the soundtracks were ridiculously strong.

For example, 《Don't Forget》 and 《Peach Blossom Island》 from Chinese Paladin 1... as soon as people hear them, they know it's Chinese Paladin. Even 20 years after Chinese Paladin 1 aired in China, many UP creators on Douyin and Bilibili who edit sword-hero dramas still love using the Chinese Paladin 1 soundtrack.

And 《Tang Xuejian Falls into the Mortal World》 from Chinese Paladin 3 is an even more top-tier soundtrack, super evocative.

These soundtracks, perhaps as soon as you hear them, you can instantly recall the images and plots of the television drama, giving you goosebumps all over.

"A musical genius, the reputation is well-deserved." Yang Mi looked at the stunning twin sisters seriously working on music, and for a moment, she was mesmerized, her eyes shining with brilliance.

But Ning Fei thought of something else, his breathing quickening: "If even the soundtrack is made this well, won't the opening songs, insert songs, and ending songs directly blow up the music scene?"

"It's unimaginable." He held great anticipation in his heart.

Sure enough, it was just his teammates who were incompetent, a bunch of losers.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to stop the filming of Chinese Paladin 1; he was even impatient to start filming. He wanted to let everyone in the industry see that with the help of god-tier teammates, I, Ning Hansan, am back!