"The Last Dynasty" is a historical drama co-produced by a director and the local government. The director has great ambitions, and from the beginning he wanted to make this TV series a hit drama that combines historical "ness" and entertainment "features". The film The story is not about the royal family, but about the tragic and magnificent story of the last general who died young.

The script of this drama took three years to be polished, and the local government was very generous with resources, even allowing the crew to enter certain areas of the ancient city for filming.

——Yes, this ancient city is preserved to this day, and in recent years the local government has tried to develop it as a tourist resource. It was the royal city of the Zhou Dynasty of the Bo family.

The royal city of the Zhou Dynasty is rarely well preserved. Bloodstains similar to those stained during ancient wars can even be seen on several intact city walls. However, it is a pity that despite being well preserved, the tourism development status of the royal city has not been very optimistic. Several times Development has been stranded due to various accidents.

There are even rumors that the royal city of the Zhou Dynasty was cursed by evil spirits. Every evening, the cool breeze blows on the city wall, and crows cry at night. Some people say that the row of crows is the ghost of the prince who died for his country by "suicide".

Three years ago, a group of newcomers were hired who were willing to work hard and were eager to put the local tourism resources into use. They hope to promote this ancient city that has not been extensively developed through this TV series and attract a large number of tourists. , to drive the local economy. This is the reason why they cooperate and invest in TV series.

With the joint efforts of several parties, the effect is naturally outstanding. Mr. Zhong was invited as a consultant as a historical expert. He has a relationship with the director and has some decision-making power in the selection of actors.

It's just that there were some conflicts between the director and the investors over the selection of several young actors - the investors were willing to give up the commercial "ness" of the drama, but that didn't matter. A few innocuous love stories and scandals were fabricated, which had nothing to do with it. But for the sake of traffic, investors are looking for fresh young people to play several important roles in their youth. This has something to do with it.

Among them, what the director couldn't accept at all was the casting of several historical figures he liked. Among them was the subjugated prince who died for his country. Considering the commercial nature of the film, they added an unforgettable part for the prince. An emotional drama, a touching friendship drama - I understand that CP requires both hands.

The director turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, but he could not accept the idea of ​​letting a few popular male stars who had no connotation or culture and only knew how to be famous and show off chicken soup literature to perform the scene of the prince's death for his country that was deeply touching in his heart. .

The director was in pain, and Mr. Zhong was worried. But at this moment, he looked at Yi Wan under the light, and he suddenly realized a possibility.

Yi Wan took Xiao Hua with her and then arrived at the twelfth exhibit. The twelfth exhibit was an object from the Zhou Dynasty, a gem-inlaid jade bonsai.

Despite its age, the meat still has the luster of a gem like waves. Xiaohua surnamed Xiong has been completely impressed by Yi Wan's talent. She subconsciously said: "Brother Yi, what should I do with this gem bonsai?"

Yi Wan lowered his head: "This gem bonsai..."

Xiaohua: "Huh?"

Yi Wan: "Come out."

Xiaohua:??

"I haven't learned anything about this." Yi Wan said, "I haven't even had time to learn jewelry or jade..."

Xiaohua: "Study?"

Yi Wan paused and said: "...Baidu."

Baidu once again gets a paid ad.

Xiaohua was not too disappointed when she heard this. Yi Wan's previous knowledge was far beyond her imagination. She leaned over to observe the gem potted plant with Yi Wan. The male artist on the other side seized the opportunity and began to sarcastically

: "Hey, you looked so good just now. I thought you were very knowledgeable..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Wan had already turned around and stared blankly. Yi Wan's eyes were dark, and his expression was inexplicably scary. It was him, but the top of his head.

The male artist consciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "...What are you?"

"...I originally thought there would be some kind of thread on your head." Yi Wan said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "It wasn't until now that I remembered that in reality, men who are as rude as you are indeed rare.

"

Male artist:……

The male artist was furious and was about to speak again, but a clear voice could already be heard in his ears.

"...It's false." The man said in a cold but tired tone.

When the male artist turned around, he saw Bo Jiang. Compared with when he first arrived, Bo Jiang had a slightly more ethereal fairy spirit - as if he was tired of the world, and as if he wanted to be in the world. There was something in his lowered eyes.

The melancholy joy, like a wandering ghost, has awakened the most painful memories of the past.

Xiaohua was stunned. She came straight over wearing Bo Jiang and threw the note symbolizing "fake" into the ballot box. After that, Yi Wan was thrown in with him. Bo Jiang's body seemed to have many internal and external wounds.

The thorns seemed to be wrapped in a thin layer of ice. She dared to ask Bo Jiang like she asked Yi Wan, so she could only follow carefully and put in the note together.

"Bo Jiang came out so quickly?" Several experts on the second floor were shocked, "Did he just get here? It didn't even take him long, just a few minutes..."

"This is one of the seven highest-level fakes we have set for the show! It is basically on the same level as many previous fakes!"

The entrance through which Bo Jiang entered the exhibition hall was right next to the gemstone potted plant display cabinet. He was late for a while and did not explain. He just stared at the display cabinet quietly in a daze. Naturally, he did not see Yi Wan's previous behavior.

He knew the authenticity of the gemstone potted plant. This was due to any knowledge or skills related to archaeology, but only for one reason - the gemstone potted plant was originally an object that had been placed in his study.

Day and night, year after year. He once stroked its leaves when he was upset, and broke its flower buds when he waved his hand cautiously.

After Bo Jiang identified the potted plant, he headed to the other end. Yi Wan followed him, but Xiaohua Xiong dared to follow him again - she always felt that Bo Jiang had an aura about him that would repel people thousands of miles away.

"My cp is gone." Photography lamented.

Staff a:……

. She complained silently in her heart, you know what the real CP is.

"...Huh." Mr. Zhong said softly.

"What's wrong?" the person next to him asked him.

Zhong Lao wrote Bo Jiang. Regarding the choice of actor for the martyred prince, he originally had some preference for Yi Wan. But since this young man appeared, he suddenly felt shaken.

Like Yi Wan, who only shows beauty when she is quiet under the light, Bo Jiang is like an ancient beauty from an ink painting. His phoenix eyes, his slightly thinner figure, and the special feeling lingering around him

His temperament made Mr. Zhong feel dazed for a moment, and he felt that he had found a better candidate.

This kind of trance is more like an intuition based on the atmosphere than a judgment. Zhong Lao's eyes followed Bo Jiang, almost forgetting Yi Wan standing on the other side.

He wanted to observe Bo Jiang and observe more details related to him.

Only Yi Wan's quiet eyes were still like a thread, pulling on his last nerve.

Seeing a few people leaving, the male artist hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and wanted to put his note into the cardboard box. He had no ability, so he spared no effort to take credit from others.

Until Bo Jiang looked at him with her narrow phoenix eyes.

Bo Jiang's voice was extremely cold and stressful, like methane ice buried deep under the sea. But no one suspected that what was buried under this seemingly calm and peaceful surface would explode at any time once it suddenly broke out of the sea.

Boiling and exploding, profound fear.

He said: "If you want to save face."

Male artist:……

At that moment, he felt a condescending sense of overlooking from Bo Jiang. It felt like looking down from a snow-capped mountain, giving people the feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold silver and buried under the blanket. That feeling of being high above.

There was a strong ghostly aura underneath, like a bloody wandering ghost crawling out of the wilderness.

The male artist completely shut his mouth at that moment.

Bo Jiang left. Qin Xing stood behind him and whispered: "Brother..."

Male artist:?

Qin Xing: "Did you... peed?"

"Ah. The god he acted just now was really scary."

The camera captured Bo Jiang's face just now, but an expert on the second floor had a clear view of it because of the angle. He patted his chest with lingering fear and said: "...I'm covered in cold sweat."

Another expert sat next to Mr. Zhong, wearing thin robes and walking in the middle of the exhibition hall.

Bo Jiang was as fast as Yi Wan in determining whether they were genuine or not. When passing several objects, he even just glanced at them briefly before drawing a conclusion. The expert said: "These statues are all handed down from the Zhou Dynasty.

Object, he’s so fast. That’s right.”

He asked a staff member: "Where did this guy named Bo Jiang go just now? Why did he come back so late?"

"He went to the Zhou Dynasty exhibition hall." said the staff member in charge of Bo Jiang, "he only spent time there."

"The exhibition hall of the Zhou Dynasty, oh... I remember, is that exhibition hall small? Lufeng has collected a lot of things from the Zhou Dynasty." The expert wondered, "How did he stand there for so long?"

The staff member thought for a while and said: "He seems to be in a painting all the time."

"What painting?"

"The portrait of the Northern Emperor who flattened the Zhou Dynasty..."

"That's weird." The expert muttered, and then asked Mr. Zhong, "Mr. Zhong, are you interested in Bo Jiang? I remembered, your drama crew is recruiting people recently?"

Mr. Zhong:......

"Portrait of the Northern Emperor?" The deputy director on the other side was a little confused, "Does our museum have such an exhibit?"

…

Lan Hua huddled in the corner, biting his fingers with his teeth. He shrugged his shoulders and made a sound uncontrollably.

He seemed like a madman, and also like a clown who had succeeded in playing pranks. The rich fragrance came, and he looked up and smelled the fragrance of roses.

Lin Meng stood far away, frowning at him.

"You just came back?" he said.

"My ex-husband bought two carts of roses, which blocked the entrance to the museum, so I had to go and deal with them, and by the way, I distributed the gifts he brought to other staff." She sighed, "It's really troublesome, Ming

Is it going to make headlines again?”

Lan Hua stopped chewing on the back of her hand and looked at her expressionlessly.

Immediately, he grinned: "That's right, then the biggest focus and biggest beneficiary of this variety show is you."

"Lan Hua, don't act like a victim." Lin Meng said to him with a gentle expression, "If you want to make headlines and be on trending searches, you have to work hard on your own. Your brother will naturally arrange all this for you.

——He even sent people to get you the true and false answers to all the cultural relics. Why are you so crazy at the foot of the wall?"
To be continued...