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Chapter 102 Change of play (please vote for me)

Ding Xiu turned his head and happened to meet Mr. Jin's gaze.

No wonder Liu Yifei just showed that expression, it turned out that the author was here.

With Ding Xiu's ears, it would be impossible for someone to come behind him to know that it is just that there are too many comfortable days in modern society, so there is no need to worry. I never thought that someone would take his own life.

In addition, the crew is coming and going every moment, and he has to take a look when someone walks behind him, so he doesn't have to pass this life.

So I didn't care about the sound of footsteps slowly approaching behind me.

"Mr. Jin." Ding Xiu stood up and said hello.

"You know me," the old man said after shook hands with Ding Xiu.

"Swordsman, I play Lin Pingzhi, and I have met you once."

This was the second time the two met. The first time was the crew of the Swordsman, but he was not very famous at that time, and both sides nodded.

"It's you, I have a little impression." After looking at Ding Xiu, the old man said, "This time you play... needless to say, let me guess."

After watching for a long time, the old man took a deep breath and his eyes were determined: "Ye, can you take off your military coat?"

Wrapped in a heavy military coat and a hat, with his hands crossed into his sleeves, Ding Xiu's image was really a bit difficult for him.

Ding Xiu is very arrogant and usually does not easily do whatever others ask him to do.

For things like taking off clothes, the only one who can command him is probably money.

Unfortunately, the old man in front of him is the latter. If he is favored by him, he will not have to make a few more novels later.

Unlike ordinary authors, Jin Yong's level is capable of interfering in filming and creation, and even casting, even Zhang Jizhong has to give him face.

Taking off his hat, Ding Xiu showed off his long hair, then took off his military coat, and a gorgeous and noble long gown was reflected in front of him.

He is straight, elegant and noble.

"Murong Fu." The old man blurted out instantly and said with a smile.

Ding Xiu bowed and flattered him: "Good vision, I really play Gusu Murong Fu this time."

His eyes kept looking at him, and the old man smiled and said, "No, not bad."

In the whole novel, there are only two people who can match this handsome image, Duan Yu and Murong Fu.

Duan Yu is relatively scholarly, passionate, active, and relatively less steady.

Ding Xiu was also angry, but his facial features were strong and his eyes were bright. With a height of 1.8 meters and his straight body gave people a good feeling of strength.

Be able to be literary and martial.

In addition to this, he also saw a little bit of temperament that costume actors did not have in Ding Xiu's every move.

Li Yapeng and Li Lianjie have also acted in his novels. Although they were wearing ancient costumes, they immediately became modern people when they met and spoke.

Ding Xiu is also a modern tone, but he still has a bit of an ancient flavor in his bones.

In fact, many people have had this illusion that they have worked with Ding Xiu.

When acting, I felt that Ding Xiuzhen was like an ancient man.

The difference is that they attribute this situation to good acting skills.

What they didn't know was that Ding Xiu was so good at acting.

It's okay for me to wear ancient costumes, dress up as an ancient person, and play against rival actors in ancient costumes. Sometimes Ding Xiu felt like he was returning to the ancient times, and naturally put himself in the past.

"Please sit." Give up his position, Ding Xiu made a gesture of asking for help.

"Thank you." Xiaoxiao sat down, the old man looked at Liu Yifei and said, "This is Wang Yuyan."

Liu Yifei nodded obediently: "Yes, my name is Liu Yifei, and I play Wang Yuyan."

"Beautiful eyes and smiles are so cute, very good, very good. If you come to play this role, do the audience dare to say that Wang Yuyan's beauty in my writing is a lie."

In the novel, Wang Yuyan is not very old and is fifteen or sixteen years old.

Liu Yifei's age is consistent in this regard.

In addition, the little girl is in adolescence and develops quickly and is tall, with both a psychological amateurism and a physiological maturity.

That's why he gave a good review.

Even Ding Xiu is not as good as this point.

"Thank you for the praise." Liu Yifei blushed and lowered his head and smiled slightly.

After looking at her a few more glances, Jin Yong turned to Ding Xiu and said, "You just said that my emotional description of Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu is wrong?"

Liu Yifei's heart was thrilled and said in front of the author that his novel was not well written, so he would not have to fight?

My cousin probably won’t beat the old man, right?

"It's really a bit wrong, I'll change it when I look back."

This sentence was said by the old man.

Liu Yifei widened his eyes and his small mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

What she heard, Jin Yong actually said he wanted to modify the novel because of Ding Xiu's words.

Ding Xiu was not very surprised about this. The Dragon and Dragon Bashu had already been revised many versions, such as Wang Yuyan was called Wang Yuyan when she was serialized.

All have changed so many times, this time it's not bad.

"Old man, the book can be modified again, but it is difficult to shoot TV series again, so why not start from now on."

After thinking for a moment, Jin Yong said: "Yes, a good TV series must be managed for eight years no matter ten years. Wang Yuyan's ending should not be so hasty."

"What do you think Wang Yuyan should do in the end?"

"Of course I'm back to Murong Fu. A woman loves a man so deeply. Seeing him crazy, she shouldn't ignore him."

Jin Yong nodded: "Same as I thought."

Ding Xiu: "..."

I don’t say you didn’t expect it. When I say it, it’s the same as you think. It’s true that you are a cultural person and have learned it.

After taking the script from Liu Yifei, he turned to the bottom of the well and Ding Xiu handed it over: "In this way, the plot of Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu's confession must also be changed."

After watching the script for a while, Jin Yong said: "Of course."

Ding Xiu bowed: "Thank you, please give me a message."

"I should say thank you."

"You misunderstood. I'm not asking you about this. When you talk to the director later, don't say you meet me, otherwise Lao Zhao will have the heart to kill me."

It doesn't take much time to change Wang Yuyan's plot, but it can't help but move Wang Yu, so Duan Yu has to follow him.

In addition, Murong Fu should move a little too.

There are not many plots of one person, but there are quite a lot of plots of three people together.

It can be foreseen that in the next few nights, Zhao Jian and the screenwriter will not want to go to bed.

If Zhao Jian knew that Jin Yong had to change the plot because of his reason, he would not have to kill him.

"Hahaha, okay, I won't say it." Jin Yong smiled and reached out to his assistant: "Get two books."

He kept following his assistant carrying a generous briefcase, and after hearing the sound, he unzipped the zipper and took out two versions of the Tianlong Bazi in the early 19th century.

The old man had a pen in his pocket on his shirt and immediately wrote a gift on the first page of the book.

"Give the most beautiful Wang Yuyan and Liu Yifei..."

Seeing this familiar scene, Ding Xiu's mouth twitched, and Xu Qing seemed to be the same at the beginning.

"Give me the most handsome Murong Fu." After changing the book, Jin Yong stopped writing and looked up at Ding Xiu: "What's your name?"

"Ding Xiu, Ding Ding, the cultivation of cultivation."

"Ding Xiu, I've recorded it."

Write the gift, sign it with your own pseudonym, and Jin Yong gave the book to the two of them respectively.

"Play well and don't let the characters in my writing down."

Amid the thanks of the two, Jin Yong took his assistant to the director's studio.

"Wow, I got the autograph." Liu Yifei jumped up with joy.

"Shuya, you are the most beautiful Wang Yuyan."

"I don't care."

Holding the book, Liu Yifei looked around and couldn't let it go.

After turning two pages, my face suddenly became bitter after seeing that it was all traditional Chinese characters.

Isn't this embarrassed?

Ding Xiu raised his lips and raised his mouth: "Smile, why don't you smile?"

With his mouth pursed, Liu Yifei said, "Cousin, do you understand?"

Traditional Chinese characters are not difficult, they are understood by Chinese people. They can read the general meaning of guessing and montage.

As for novels, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to read uncommon characters. Jumping over them will not affect the plot.

It's just that this will affect the reading experience and mood.

"A green steel sword suddenly pierced out, pointing to the left shoulder of the man in the young man. The young man did not wait to use the old man, and his wrist trembled his sword and his sword edge was cut to the man's right neck."

"The middle-aged man's sword blocked the grid. With a clanging sound, the two swords attacked each other, and the sound of buzzing, the sound of shocking was still not over. The two swords were all broken, and three moves were taken down. The middle-aged man's sword was shot down suddenly.

He cut the boy's head door straight. The boy avoided to the right, and with a sword technique in his left hand, the green steel sword stabbed the man's thigh."

When he opened the first chapter, Ding Xiu read a few sentences to Liu Yifei casually. The traditional Chinese characters on it were not difficult for him at all.

It reads more intimate than simplified Chinese.

"Cousin, you are so awesome."

Ding Xiu is generally not very modest about girls' praise, especially words such as great and amazing. He replied with a smile.

"Actors are still fighting for experience. Why can I easily pick up Murong Fu's sinister and hypocrisy and Duan Yu's lustfulness and passionateness?"

"Because I have experience in this area, ahem, experience, I will understand it after seeing it a lot."

"Xixi, you have to learn too. Have a walk and see more. Like today's scene, if Mr. Jin doesn't come, you can only act according to the script."

"If you have experience in love and put this experience into it, you won't be unable to enter the show. In the final analysis, your acting skills are not enough."

In front of Liu Yifei, Ding Xiu, a person who has only been in the industry for more than a year and has not attended performance classes in one day, became a teacher.

With his fingers crossed, Liu Yifei said shyly: "But I am only fifteen years old, and my mother doesn't let her fall in love."

"It's also said."

In ancient times, it was possible to get married at the age of fifteen, and some children had them.

In modern society, it is indeed a bit early to be a student who just graduated from junior high school.

"Then you'll talk about it when you grow up a little longer. If your mother doesn't agree, I'll deal with her."

"Really?" Liu Yifei's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true." Ding Xiu said again: "But you have to be careful, don't talk in school. The guy inside is very fickle and not a good person."

"Yeah, if I want to talk, I'll find a reliable cousin."

"You have a good vision."

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