The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 30

Lu Yuan remembers having a radio at home when he was a child, and his grandfather would turn it on in advance every meal time, and there were always various stories playing in it.

Some talk about history, talking about the Three Kingdoms, Dao strengthens the Han, admires the prosperous Tang, and satirizes the weak Song.

There are also those who talk about cross talk and storytelling, of all kinds.

Once the whole family was eating, and Changshan Zhao Zilong was playing on the radio.

It was still about the Battle of Changbanpo.

Three Kingdoms, in that era when entertainment life was poor, most men, women, and children liked to listen to it.

It is said that Zhao Zilong enters and exits Changbanpo seven times and exits Changbanpo seven times. It can be seen that his marksmanship has 36 styles, such as picking, stabbing, fast or slow, his moves are exquisite and extremely brave.

Hearing that the whole family raised their ears unconsciously,

His grandfather even clapped the table to applaud him on the spot, wishing he could turn into that Zhao Zilong and go to the battlefield to fight.

The male voice continued on the radio.

That Zhao Zilong is brave, but Changbanpo is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Not only does he look pitiful to me, he is also a wind
Lu Yuan didn't listen to the following content, but only remembered that the radio was confiscated by his mother on the spot.

His father and his grandfather, the two elders, kept their heads down and didn't dare to say a word.

The radio has not been seen since.

Looking back now, hey, what a big deal.

Time flies so fast, I grew up in a blink of an eye!
This person, probably when you see the word turbulent waves, the first thing that comes to your mind is not the sea, which means you have grown up!

Lu Yuan's eyes drifted away, secretly lost in thought.

"Lu Yuan, do you think I am right?"

A crisp call interrupted his memory.

Looking up, Liu Shishi was holding the gun in both hands, his face was blushing, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, beads of sweat leaked from his forehead, and a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead.

Turning around her, Lu Yuan shook his head: "Your posture for holding the gun is wrong!"

Liu Shishi raised his face and said, "What's wrong, didn't you practice like this before?"

Lu Yuan found a wooden stick, and pointed at the opponent's waist, hand, and forearm in turn.

"Holding the gun is also very particular. Hold the gun with both hands, hold the root of the gun in your right hand, place it on the right waist, and hold the gun back and forth. The distance between the two hands should not be too large, and the distance between the two hands should be minimized."

Liu Shishi nodded to express his understanding, and tried to adjust his hands.

Lu Yuan looked at it twice, but it was still not quite right.

In fact, he could easily see many mistakes in Liu Shishi's actions because he had done a lot of homework in private, and even read some books related to spear skills.

He can quickly master Chen Daojiao's movements, not only because of his physical fitness.

Chen Long envied his talent, but how could there be so many talents in this world, they just spent their time in the dark.

After walking behind Liu Shishi, Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still gently held her wrist.

Soft and boneless, delicate to the touch, and somewhat cool.

Liu Shishi was slightly stunned, bit his lips lightly, and remained silent.

Then a voice came from her ear: "The distance between the two hands must be appropriate, otherwise when the gun is fired, it will feel uncoordinated and the posture will not be beautiful."

The warm breath is entwined around the ear, itching like countless little fluff rubbing back and forth.

His face felt a little hot, accompanied by a tingling sensation that went down his earlobe.

The strange feeling made Liu Shishi feel uncomfortable all over. She resisted her shyness and pushed Lu Yuan away, lowering her head.

"I, I'm going to drink water and I'll be back later."

After speaking, she hurried to the lounge.

Lu Yuan, who was pushed aside, felt puzzled, drinking water, didn't you give her a bottle just now?

He didn't recall it until he saw the other party's red ears clearly.

I can't tell what it feels like, but my heart feels like being scratched by a kitten's paw.

Facts have proved that this kind of stuff like a woman has no warning signs.

Lu Yuan waited in the training room for a long time, but did not see Liu Shishi come back.

During this period, He Rundong shook the torn book in front of him seven or eight times.

Lu Yuan was really curious, so he pulled him back: "Brother Dong, what are you looking at?"

He Rundong waved the "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" in his hand.

"I'm not very familiar with the Song Dynasty, so I plan to get to know it first, so as not to cause problems during filming."

He Rundong was born in the United States, and was sent to Canada by his father at the age of 13. He did not return to Wanwan to debut as a singer until he was an adult, so he is not familiar with the history of Huaxia.

Lu Yuan can understand, after all, he grew up abroad, and he can think that he is competent to know the historical background of the script before filming.

After thinking about it, he reminded: "Well, then you have to be mentally prepared. Reading too many historical records of the Song Dynasty can easily make people depressed."

He Rundong was puzzled and looked confused.

Lu Yuan didn't explain, and said with a smile: "I have a joke about the Song Dynasty, do you want to listen to it?"

"Of course, tell me!"

Lu Yuan: "It is said that a Mongolian soldier was captured during the Song Dynasty.

He told the guards of the Song Army that their profuse sweating was amazing, and they went to the front line once a day.

The guard of the Song army smiled and shook his head, and said that their emperor was even more remarkable.

Because the emperor didn't need to move around at all, the front line was approaching him every day. "

He Rundong was stunned for two seconds, and then a polite smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he had no idea what was so funny about it.

Also, after all, I didn't grow up in the mainland.

Lu Yuan made fun of himself, and left in a hurry with some nonsense.

Xiaobailou, dormitory.

Lu Yuan fell on the bed with a script covering his face.

The book is quite thick, and on the title page it says "Young General of the Yang Family".

He had nothing to do just now and went through the plot again. Although he knew that the stories about the generals of the Yang family were mostly fabricated, he still felt sad and worthless for the characters in it.

Feel ashamed of the fatuous emperor of the Song Dynasty, and feel sad for the tragedy of the Yang family.

In the dust of history, how many mediocre ministers and foolish masters enjoy wealth for nothing, and how many loyal ministers and righteous men sacrifice their lives for benevolence?

In this world, the so-called evil will be rewarded with evil, but it is not true.

Facing the reality, most people always habitually choose to escape instead of facing it squarely.

Because looking squarely means facing the blade, what kind of person can have the courage to face the blade?

There is such a group of people among the generals of the Yang family.

During the Battle of Golden Sands, eight members of the Yang family, father and son, were ordered to follow the emperor to negotiate a peace agreement. Eight went and two returned.

Dalang, Erlang, and Sanlang died in battle. Shiro lost his memory and was rescued by the princess of Liao Kingdom, and fell into the enemy's country.

Qilang returns to the camp to ask for help, but is framed by Pan Renmei to avenge himself.

After finally escaping under the cover of soldiers, he was besieged by the Liao army. In the end, thousands of arrows pierced his heart and he could not escape death.

All the soldiers of the Yang family were fighting in the front, but Pan Meiren in the rear was colluding with the Liao people to frame him, causing Yang Ye to crash and die under the monument of Li Ling.

Everyone in the Yang family really didn't know Song Taizong's character, did they really not know that there were treacherous officials in the court who wanted them to die?
They knew, at least Yang Ye knew.

But without hesitation, he resolutely decided to go.

He knew from the beginning to the end that what he was guarding was never Song Taizong, not the group of princes in the court, or even the Song Dynasty.

He is fighting for the common people in the world, and he is protecting the common people, not the stele of the dynasty.

During the interview, Lu Yuan told Cai Yinong that he likes Taijun She, it was just for the sake of getting the role, in fact, the person he respects most in his heart is Yang Ye!
Yang Wudi, what is invincible?

A person who has fear and then gets rid of it is invincible.

Yang Ye said that a man will do something and not do something, as long as there is a ten-thousandth hope for peace, he will definitely do his best to promote it without hesitation.

In that era, giving up the ego, fulfilling the big self, shedding blood for the sake of the common people, that is benevolence and righteousness.

It is a pity that since ancient times, it is difficult for loyal ministers to die well, and only villains have long-term relatives.

Bah, what a weak Song, what shit Song Taizong.

Incompetent and suspicious, waste!
Lu Yuan angrily threw the script away.

sleep!

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