Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

After Gao Su left, Cui Xie opened the PDF in his brain and copied down the school book, thinking about how to apply special effects.

This Lantern Festival drama was still screened during the party time-the last discount of the courtyard book has the words "I see the color around Aoshan, the silver candlesticks" and "the ten thousand lanterns around and back", it must have reached the point of Aoshan, It's time for candles. Today there is no incandescent lamp in this world, and the candlelight comes with its own PS filter effect. It doesn't matter if the background layout is rough.

It just so happened that "Three Kingdoms" was painted in the past two days until the 91st "Sacrifice to the Master of the Han Dynasty in Shanghai, and defeated the Central Plains Wuhou to go to the table". He draws a draft, formal outline and coloring can also teach Cui Qi and the bookshop handyman to do it first, as long as he sees the progress and does the color fingering, he doesn't bother too much.

The rest of the time is reserved for this play.

Choi Xie picked up a knife and slowly cut out more than a dozen pens, while looking at the background of the drama concept--

The protagonist "Master Yuxu Xiangxuantian God" claimed to be born in the land of Rengui in the north, and the country was covered with snow when it came, and his residence could be set up as a snow scene. The "Nine Heavens Tour Yishen" that was reported in the news had the phrase "ride a crane". He simply got him a fake crane with a crossed prosthetic leg on it, and the clothes hung broadly to the ground, allowing You Yi to make his legs. Go and pretend to fly across the crane. In the middle, there is a scene where You Yishi went to invite Emperor Wenchang. You can cover it with a screen in the front, and quickly change the background of a large screen with the palace painted in the back.

The next discount is that Jiutian Youyishi transitions to invite the Five Appearances of Spiritual Officials and the Five Sacred Mountains to descend to the earth to enjoy the lanterns. This scene is a little bit of dignity, with ghost officials appearing, but it can't make the emperor unhappy. Simply changed to the background of the stars, the black curtain reveals a star-point light, and the table and chairs in the upper palace are still laid out in front of the palace, which is as rich as the imperial palace on earth.

In the last scene, when the sacred descended on the earth, they had to get a few blowers to blow out some silk flowers and gold leaf from their heads, fluttering and falling to the ground, just like gods came to the world...

This play is so simple that it can't be added, that is, Master Yuxu asks people to go down to the world to celebrate the Lantern Festival. There is no difficult part to deal with. However, he was too ignorant of the technical level in the palace, closed his eyes and forced himself, what if he couldn't figure it out? Or it is too common for the emperor to look down on, what should I do?

The more Cui Xie thinks about it, the more it feels that it is as difficult as a mountain. It is not something he can solve alone. He is so anxious that he can't sit still, and the corners of his mouth can't help but pick up——

He is unfamiliar with the situation in the palace. Gao Baihu is not always able to find people, but Xie Qianhu often enters the palace, and the more he stays with the emperor during the holidays, he must be very familiar with the palace opera situation. what! I am also familiar with the performance techniques commonly used in the palace!

How can he not ask for advice with such a great god?

Cui Xie squinted his eyes and laughed. The pencil in his hand turned around between his fingers, returning to the middle of the two fingers, shaking his wrists, and drew the background picture sloppily.

The next day, it snowed early, and the ground was white by the end of school. The weather was gloomy, not when I went out. Cui Xie didn't care about that. In the morning, he told his family that he was going to enjoy the snow and relax. After school, he wore a sheepskin robe and rode a white horse to Xie's house.

He went to the door in such bad weather, and even the concierge of Xie's house was taken aback, and asked, "Master Cui didn't just come two days ago. Why is this weather looking for us again?"

Young Master Cui took off his hood, smiled evilly, and asked in a gentle voice: "I have some embarrassment to ask Brother Xie for help. I wonder if he is at home?"

Fortunately, in a snowy day, people could not see his expression clearly when they were far away, otherwise the door would not dare to lead him home.

There is no need to exercise today, and Xie Ying didn't have any tasks on business trips or case handling, so she naturally stayed at home. It's just that I saw him come to the door two days later, and still came to the door with the wind and snow. Xie Ying inevitably got a little worried, dragged him into the hall, waved away from the family and asked, "Didn't all your family go back? What is it for me?"

Cui Xie opened his eyes wide, and rolled his eyes towards the Forbidden City. He complained, "I didn't come before I had time. Now I want to see you like a thief. I have to find something to come. "

If you miss him, you shouldn't go out on this day. What if the horse slips on the snow? I just told him to take care of his body last time...

Fortunately, on this snowy day, not only the windows are closed, but the curtains are also placed in the house, so you can't see anything from the outside. Xie Ying stretched out his arms and put him in his arms, pressing against his cold robe, slowly warming him.

There was snow on Cui Xie's cloak and hat, and he had asked the Xie family to roast them. The cotton-padded clothes inside also sucked enough cold air, and it was cold when stuck to the body. He was afraid that Xie Ying would be frozen, so he quickly pushed him: "You are very warm in this room. I will get up after a while, so I don't need to take my body. I am a student anyway, you are a useful person in front of the emperor. Be careful to freeze you."

Xie Ying touched his neck and it was cold, and sneered from her nose: "The cold on your body can freeze me. How much cold did I suffer outside?"

He simply took Cui Xie to his warm house, threw it on the thick Kang mattress, sat on the edge of the Kang and pulled off his shoes, reached out and pressed him into the mattress.

Cui Xie lay on the hot-roasted Kang, the heat penetrated into the bones, and he was lazily whole body ironing, holding his hand to his heart, almost not wanting to sit up.

Xie Ying was not in a hurry to ask him to get up, bent half of her leg and sat on the kang, with one hand on his neck, looking down at him and asking: "Let’s talk about it first. You have to go home early in this weather. , I have ordered people to prepare dinner now."

Cui Xie rolled over and hugged Xie Ying's arm, dragging him to sit still, half lying on the bed, his face almost touching his own face, first raised his head and kissed him and said, "I want to ask brother Xie. Do you have the habit of arranging landscapes, cranes, and cloud carts in the palace."

The two were close to the point where they breathed each other, the gardenia scent of the same tune blended together, and they couldn't tell whose breath it was. Xie Ying grabbed the hand he touched on his chest and pressed it onto the bed, rubbed his cheek against his neck, and gently kissed his lips from the neck, feeling the two people's body temperature gradually warming up, and he was about to Unable to restrain himself, he let go of his hand and sat up again.

As soon as Cui Xie got hot, he was about to retreat, but he was too strong, so angry that he grabbed his hand from his fingertips to his wrist, trying to conquer him with his modern technology.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ying could hold back, squeezed a hand on his leg, said "Don't make trouble", and started talking about the business: "The decoration in the palace is more expensive than the stage outside the palace, but it's just a row. Tables and chairs, there are cars painted with curtains and the like. I have never heard of clouds and cars, but cranes... If you put cranes on the stage, I am afraid that they will be shocked by the sound of gongs and drums?"

Cui Xie lightly drew a circle on his palm with the tip of his tongue. He felt his arm stiffen, and he was only satisfied. He raised his head and said, "It's not true. It's like piercing a lantern on the Lantern Festival. Paste the paper, people stand inside and walk around, looking like they are walking on a crane."

Xie Ying smiled and said: "If this is the case, it is not difficult to do. The Aoshan Lantern Sea in the palace, there is nothing wrong with it. You can think of it when you say this, and the craftsmen will naturally think about it, not afraid to do it. Out. What else? What is the cloud car, and is it the same?"

Cui Xie played with his calloused fingers, squinted his eyes and said, "It's this kind of thing. Make it shorter, with fluffy cotton on the outside, and a few wheels on the bottom frame to move forward and backward. Driving on the clouds, this is a bit like a fairy, right? A large screen will be hung behind the stage, and some artificial hills and artificial trees will be made..."

He originally wanted to ask Gao Eunuch to use plaster for the rockery, but the plaster was too heavy and it was inconvenient to move it. So he just asked Xie Ying: “The tree and stones made of silk are a bit fake and not beautiful enough. What’s light and easy? It's cheap, and can paste something that will freeze quickly?"

It would be nice if there was plastic foam or silicone or something like a shell, but Daming guess there is no such thing, right? He didn't hold any hope, thinking that it would not work, and then tied it with paper like a lantern, but Xie Ying replied very happily: "There is this thing...Isn't it waxy and waxy?"

Cui Xie was agitated, with force from his waist, he sat up on the thick Kang mattress, "Oil wax?" Isn't it the kind of waxing car?

Xie Ying looked at him with a look of surprise, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't you usually look at wax oil? Isn't the tears of the candle flowing down because of swirling, what's so strange."

How come such a person who knows everything, can't think of something that everyone knows?

Xie Ying didn't realize that he was ignorant, but felt that he was in a dead end for a while, something unexpected. But this kind of reminder look is also very cute, and it makes people want to paint it as a memento-much more cute than the majestic and steady adult image he painted himself.

He couldn't help but squeezed Cui Xie's cheek. Seeing that he was still a little ignorant, he smiled and asked, "Why, can't you figure it out?"

Cui Xie shook his head, and when his hand touched his lips, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit his finger, and said vaguely: "I didn't think about what kind of wax is wax, but it has always been made of insect wax. You. I just remembered that oil and wax are only eight cents per catty, and Baila costs three cents and four cents per catty. It really cannot be one thing...

When Xie Ying heard him tell the difference between things so much by price, she found him more interesting and couldn't help laughing. He was smiling, and suddenly heard footsteps approaching outside, he quickly pushed Cui Xie and winked.

Reluctantly, Cui Xie let go of his fingers, Li Li Clothes sat at the Kang table; Xie Ying also sat on the other side of the Kang table, still sitting cross-legged on the bed. Both of them wore thick cotton-padded clothes, and they did not lie down for a while, and their heads were wrapped in hair nets, so they were not afraid of making a mess.

When the family came in, they sat across the table with tea cups in each hand and talked about stage art, just like a pair of regular friends.

The steward who came in didn't look up at them either, but dropped his hand to ask Xie Ying where to put the pot.

Xie Ying pointed to the kang table and said: "Just put it here, get more mutton, donkey meat and other heat-generating things, and then take some vegetables hidden in the cellar, as long as the wine is not the sweet wine on the top. It is yourself to eat the pot. It’s comfortable with your hands. You just leave the food and you don’t need to keep anyone.

In such cold weather, Cui Xie still needs to ride home on horseback. He can't eat more alcohol. Of course, he has to warm himself up with a pot.

The lambs raised on Xiejiazhuangzi are now slaughtered and sliced ​​into thin slices, and then paired with Baoding donkey meat, boiled in boiling soup, dipped in sesame sauce and eaten, even the cotton clothes can not be worn.

Xie Ying was afraid that Cui Xie would sweat his clothes. The wind blew and fell ill on the road. She simply told him to take off his thick clothes and put her thin jacket on him. The two sat at the Kang table, eating the smell of meat and boiling soup and studying how to use Daming technology to create modern stage effects.

This kind of Lantern Festival has nothing to do with it. It is nothing more than a few words "Xia Chen Huanhuan celebrate the Lantern Festival" and "Blessing the Lord Longevity" to sing back and forth. Cui Xie studied it and memorized it in one night, and told Xie Ying the contents and contents from beginning to end. Own vision.

The two liberal arts students and sports students held up their cups and waved at Fang Qiu, and discussed how to transform the blast box used by the blacksmith as seriously as those engaged in scientific research, and sprinkled flowers, gold confetti and feathers disguised as snow flakes from the second floor of the stage. As for the light effect, you can set up the lights from the patio on the second floor, use colored paper lanterns to change the light color, and use brass or silver-plated boards as the lighting board to let them try the effect slowly while rehearsing.

If it weren't for the only way to make iron wire, but not steel wire, Cui Xie really wanted to ask Emperor Cheng Hua to watch the Wei Ya artifact of modern film and television dramas.

He shook his head with a little regret, stroked the play from beginning to end, and asked Xie Ying: "If Jiao Fang Si arranges himself, what else can be more eye-catching than ours?"

Xie Ying took the chopsticks and pointed the lamb, thought for a while, and said: "It's just that the fireworks are set off when the gods are on the court. It's not summer, and I can do a water puppet show.

Cui Xie touched his chin and said, "If you set up an ice rink and let the actors-the actors play while playing on ice, the gait of that figure is like a fairy."

Xie Ying felt that his arrangement was fresh enough. The Jiaofang Division hadn’t had such a lively show in recent years. There was also the emperor’s favorite actor, A Chou, who asked him to pretend to be the emperor. Like it.

He picked up a slice of meat that was just right, put it in Cui Xie's bowl, and said with a smile: "It's not easy for you to think about it this way, so make up your mind. It doesn't matter if you eat a few more bites. Ask them to send some hawthorn later. Cakes to disperse food."

Lamb can nourish the kidneys, and it doesn’t nourish the brain.

The kidneys that have been repaired for so long can't be used, so what are they doing?

Cui Xie bit his chopsticks, rolled the lamb slices on the tip of his tongue and ate in, squeezed his chopsticks, and complained: "After the Chinese New Year, I will be seventeen. My aunt said that I should marry a wife and have children at this age. Do you always treat me as a child?"

Xie Ying suddenly loosened her chopsticks. After a while, she came back to her senses. She smiled and said, "It's time for this age to solve major life issues. Next year... No, you will be an adult after next month. ...What are your plans, but you want to give you your cousin?"

Cui Xie laughed and said, "Brother Xie, don't make a joke. Where is my cousin marrying me? My aunt said that she wanted to pay attention to famous ladies..."

Xie Ying nodded and smiled and persuaded: "It's good for your family to treat you. If you have such relatives, you should move around more. It is better than you alone to support the door."

Xie Ying was restrained, forbearing, magnanimous, as if she really didn’t care. Cui Xie looked dissatisfied, walked around the table, crawled to him, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: I want an **** from an **** who is good-looking, gentle and considerate, considerate, generous..."

Xie Ying listened to his words and nodded from time to time, feeling that he was right, marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person, and Cui Xie deserves such a wife.

He even wanted to ask which daughter Cui Xie wanted. If he didn't care about the door, he would know how many princes.

He was thinking wildly, when the people around him suddenly jumped into his arms, took a light bite on his chin, and whispered against his ear: "...and Xie Qianhu who likes to help me secretly."