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Chapter 587 Interpretation of Fan Xian reciting poems while drunk!(1/2)

Chapter 587 Interpretation of Fan Xian drunkenly reciting poems! [Please subscribe]

Author: Yexingmao

Chapter 587 Interpretation of Fan Xian drunkenly reciting poems! [Please subscribe]

The crew is filming.

When Fan Xian spoke.

During the meeting, the highly respected Mr. Zhuang leaned over slightly and asked, "Is it possible that he is from the legendary fairy world?"

Hahaha!

Scoops of laughter arose from the others.

Qi Yuncheng, who played Fan Xian, ignored the bursts of laughter and slowly turned to look at the people gathering today, pointing at them slightly drunkenly.

"Laugh! Laugh! It's no exaggeration to talk about the fairy world compared to you!"

"Have you been there?" Mr. Zhuang asked again.

Qi Yuncheng didn't answer immediately. He felt everyone's gaze and his eyes were blurred. "That's the picture left in my dream, it's my remaining memory..."

"Lord Fan!"

Before anyone could finish speaking, one of the people present suddenly spoke slowly, "That means you traveled to the fairy world in your dream and came back with a poem by heart?"

Another burst of jeers appeared.

When the laughter subsided, the speaker stood up and came to Fan Xian's side. Then he faced Emperor Qing in front of him and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, what Fan Xian said is too bizarre and ridiculous. Such sophistry is really deceiving the emperor. Please judge by your majesty."

.”

Who else could play the role of Emperor Qing? It was Chen Daoming, but he hadn't spoken yet.

Qi Yuncheng's Fan Xian slowly turned around, ignoring the person who was talking to Emperor Qing. Instead, he looked at the old man aside and asked curiously, "Mr. Zhuang, do you have many poems written by Teacher Qi?"

“My teacher has written many poems!”

"Is there much that is unknown?"

"Hey!" Zhuang Mohan explained seriously, "Historical history is deep, and the only one that is less known is the one just shown!"

Hearing his explanation, Qi Yuncheng smiled, wandered drunkenly for a moment and then looked at the person who just spoke to Emperor Qing, "Who said I only memorized one song in my dream?"

Slapping the person with his palm, Qi Yuncheng picked up the wine in his hand and took a sip. His smile was full of contempt for all of them, but when the wine in the wine glass was completely finished.

He immediately fell to the ground, then bent down and picked up a wine jar from the banquet on both sides. It was still shaking slightly when he picked it up. When he settled down, he started drinking.

"Paper comes!! Ink comes!!"

If this shout was originally played, it would show a scene of someone putting paper and ink, but he just acted it here, and it was already prepared.

But some people still ridicule it.

"Master Fan, did you want to compose two or three poems on the spur of the moment? It proves that they were all read from the fairy world?"

"You don't know that that memory is engraved in my mind like a knife and an axe. Every word I have read and every book I have read is remembered exactly and vividly."

As he spoke, Qi Yuncheng took another sip of wine from the wine jar, but this sentence seemed ordinary, but he interpreted a lot of things.

The protagonist is a time traveler. He is the only one who knows the pride and culture of that era. Now he is proud and misses it.

Because it was an unforgettable world, a world that cannot be returned to.

It's this subtle feeling and tone.

Chen Daoming, who did not need to speak during this scene, was slightly moved. Qi Yuncheng's interpretation of this was so good.

But little did he know that he was actually a time traveler. There were some things he could relate to. After all, when he first came to this world, he felt a little bit regretful and lonely. Although this state and feeling was not written in the novel, the character was still alive.

They need the actors to express themselves.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I'm afraid I'm so angry that I'm already talking nonsense."

Bang!

Faced with the ridicule of the two people, Qi Yuncheng's Fan Xian threw the wine jar he was drinking from, and then drunkenly walked in the direction of Emperor Qing. There were two or three steps to Emperor Qing's place. Qi Yuncheng showed a bit of difficulty on these two or three steps.

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After he stepped forward, he did not want to face Emperor Qing. Instead, he turned around and looked at the people attending the conference on both sides below. He raised his right hand and said with great momentum.

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky!

Run to the sea and never return!

Don’t you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white-haired!

The morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow!

If you are proud of your life, you must enjoy it to the fullest!

Don’t let the golden cup stand empty against the moon!

My talents are destined to be useful!

I’ll come back after all my money is gone!!”

As each sentence appeared, Qi Yuncheng's momentum grew. This was not just a surging voice, but each word reflected the strong sense of loneliness.

Only Fan Xian understands those beautiful poems, Chinese culture and cultural self-confidence. If you tell them, how can they understand it? They have never experienced such a majestic Chinese culture.

I have never experienced the elegant charm that uniquely belongs to our nation.

The moment these few words were spoken, many people in the crew had goosebumps.

I feel that Qi Yuncheng is not just as simple as entering the drama.

Even Chen Daoming, who was acting as the background, changed his eyes several times at this time. This kind of performance was very commendable.

Because there are so many emotions in it.

You must know that the first time he spoke out, he was Li Bai, who was half of the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, they have to record the sound live and discuss the lines. Qi Yuncheng, who is from Deyun Club, can definitely be believed!

However, after gaining momentum, Qi Yuncheng suddenly lowered his voice and fell into confusion again.

"When are the spring flowers and autumn moon!

How much do you know about the past?

How much sorrow can you have?

Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward!

I don’t know the palace in heaven!

What year is it today?

I want to ride the wind back home!

I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be destroyed!

It’s so cold at high places!



…”

Sentence after sentence are created by different poets from different eras, but they fully reflect the current state of the protagonist Fan Xian.

However, this is just the beginning. There will be a lot of poems later. The rest of the people participating in the conference must be confused about this process, including Emperor Qing. Of course, this is the performance of the plot characters.

But this section is indeed the work that Qi Yuncheng put into it.

There are so many words.

It lasted for more than four minutes, and there was not a single click in these four minutes.

The mood of Qi Yuncheng's performance is also constantly changing, from sadness and anger to heroism, from heroism to loneliness, from loneliness to the final state of mind that is willing to share knowledge with you.

This mentality is the same as when he traveled through time and wanted to leave some traces or make up for something in this world.

So Qi Yuncheng can be said to have entered into his own mind through performance at this moment.

Then when the director clicked and the whole crew applauded.

He suddenly woke up!

But when he woke up and returned to reality, he smiled bitterly. If it was not necessary for filming the drama, he would never have thought that he would have to cram in some of the things he had memorized by rote.

"This period of emotional release is very good."

One scene was shot.

Chen Daoming was wearing a black imperial uniform and was applauding the young man. Unexpectedly, the character he interpreted was much better than what he said, as if he was in a normal state that he had experienced.

Qi Yuncheng also calmed down immediately. He quickly said a few words and then went to think about the next plot.

But just when he went to pick up the script again, suddenly his wife's figure walked out beside him, and she whispered beside him.
To be continued...
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