55 Chapter 55
The actors and sets were already in place. Ning Shu personally went to the shop that sold the Spirit Shadow Stone to buy a batch of "professional equipment". After a simple opening ceremony was held on an auspicious day, the first live-action movie in the world of cultivation, "Nie Xiaoqian", finally began its official filming.
Ning Caichen is a traveling monk of the Tianyan Sect. He has mediocre qualifications and low cultivation. One night, he gets lost in an ancient forest. In order to avoid sleeping in the wilderness, he has to spend the night in a dilapidated temple.
At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, when he was meditating and regulating his breathing, he suddenly heard a sad and mournful sound of a piano coming from the yard outside the window. He immediately became alert and went to check carefully with a talisman in his hand. Unexpectedly, he saw a beautiful woman playing the piano facing the moon.
"My lord, I am honored to meet you." The woman's face was pure and beautiful under the moonlight, and her eyes were full of affection as she looked at him.
Ning Caichen was stunned.
"Cut!" Suddenly, a depressing voice abruptly interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere. Ning Shu sat behind the Spirit Shadow Stone, holding up a loud speaker and shaking his head at the two of them.
"No, no! This can't happen! Ji Chuanbai, do you still remember that you're a nerd who can remain calm even when a woman's lap is on your side? What were you doing just now? You were stunned, right? I want someone who doesn't understand romance! Do you understand what romance means?"
Ji Chuanbai and Zi Qiu blushed at what she said, and the pink bubbles of passion that had just surged in them disappeared.
Real couples also have their downsides. They can't act familiar in front of the camera during the honeymoon phase. Ning Shu sighed inwardly.
Seeing Ji Chuanbai looking confused and a little at a loss, Ning Shu had no choice but to stand up and walk to the actor to demonstrate it himself.
"Remember, this is your first meeting, and the character you're playing, Ning Caichen, is a bookworm devoted to studying Taoism but achieving nothing. He's kind, timid, and stubborn. So, you absolutely mustn't act completely captivated by Nie Xiaoqian when you first meet her!"
Having said this, Ning Shu walked over to where Ning Caichen had just stood, took out a talisman, stepped back, and actively avoided looking at Nie Xiaoqian, who was wearing cool clothes:
"Why are you here, young lady? Why weren't you there when I came in just now?"
After seeing this demonstration, Ji Chuanbai seemed to have realized something. The next time he started filming, the gentle expression on his face became polite and distant. Although he looked like a gentle and polite scholar, the words he said could make people angry to death.
"Master, the night wind is cold and I am so cold~" Nie Xiaoqian deliberately pretended to shiver pitifully.
Ning Caichen stretched out his hands and grabbed the clothes that had fallen off Nie Xiaoqian's shoulders and pulled them up hard. The originally sexy and flowing clothes were directly pulled into a tight bag by him: "Girl, if you are cold, dress properly."
"Master, this temple is dilapidated and gloomy. I'm so worried..."
"Afraid? I have five amulets here that I drew late last night. I'll give them to you, young lady." Ning Caichen raised his hand and stuffed a few pieces of talisman paper into Nie Xiaoqian's delicate hand. Ignoring her sudden stiffness, he suddenly took out some yellow paper and cinnabar and began to talk in a coherent manner:
"By the way, actually, drawing a peace amulet isn't difficult. Why don't you learn from me first? After years of research, I've found four most effective drawing methods..."
"Ha ha……"
Looking at the impassive look of this down-and-out monk, and then looking at Nie Xiaoqian who was repeatedly humiliated but forced herself to endure, some of the staff members who were filming on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, is it okay to just dodge and make the beautiful woman who threw herself into your arms fall flat on her face?"
"Is there really such an unromantic man in this world?"
"Cut! We've passed this one, let's all take a break!" Ning Shu was also very satisfied with the male lead's performance. She looked at Ji Chuanbai with approval: "I didn't expect you to be so quick to understand. You understood it so quickly."
She thought that this young couple in love would definitely do many NGs.
"Young Master, it's not that he has a high level of understanding, Ji Lang has always been that kind of person." Zi Qiu rushed to Ji Chuanbai as soon as the filming was over. The gloomy look on his face from the past few days had long since disappeared.
"When I first met him, he was as hateful as Ning Caichen. I asked him to walk slower and wait for me, but he said my physical condition was too poor and forced me to run and practice boxing every day."
Ning Shu: ...
She looked at the affectionate young couple who got together after the filming was finished, and Ning Caichen's unyielding look just now emerged in her mind. She couldn't help but admire Zi Qiu's excellent vision. She could make such a blockhead fall in love with someone so deeply. She was simply the real-life version of Nie Xiaoqian and Benqian.
The two of them also acted out the subsequent scenes with real emotion, and soon all their scenes together for the day were finished. Ning Shu stood up from the director's chair, stretched, and prepared to start filming his own scenes.
Because she had to earn popularity for cultivation while also being responsible for the filming and production of the entire movie, Ning Shu did not arrange too many roles for herself after weighing the pros and cons. She only played a female ghost who assisted the evil in the early stage and was whitewashed and sacrificed in the later stage. In a small space, she was both a villain and had a highlight, which was considered a good role that attracted fans.
Ning Shu, who had finished her makeup, quickly emerged from the dressing room, temporarily handing the director's duties to Zi Xiao. She then walked to the filming location—a spooky, wild forest. She greeted her co-stars:
"Xuanmo, long time no see! You look so handsome in this outfit, please give me your guidance!"
At this time, Xuan Mo had also changed into his theatrical costume. His plain robe had been transformed into a dark riding suit with narrow sleeves. A belt embroidered with golden silk thread outlined his tall and slender waistline. A half-length black cloak swayed gently in the night wind behind him, making his posture more upright and his face more handsome. His every move exuded a cold and sharp aura of abstinence.
I don’t know if this fancy outfit can be used in a fight, but it is definitely very handsome.
He was clearly not used to this flashy outfit, still waving his prop sword in an attempt to get used to the light feel. Upon hearing Ning Shu's voice, he immediately turned around, his eyes fixed on Ning Shu's gorgeous makeup. "Hello, Ning Shu. Please, give me your guidance."
Xuan Mo plays the highly skilled Yan Chixia in the play. In the script, Yan Chixia is a swordsman who travels around to exorcise demons. Following the rumor that the temple is haunted, he comes to Lanruo Temple to investigate. By chance, he becomes friends with Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, and makes an important contribution to the final boss battle against the Black Mountain Old Demon.
What is to be filmed this time is the first scene where Yan Chixia appears. He follows the rumors all the way to the wild woods where Lanruo Temple is located, and has a close combat with Aruo, the female ghost who is responsible for guarding the house.
"Three, two, one! Start shooting!" With Zixiao's order, the actors on the set instantly got into the mood.
Yan Chixia, holding a long sword in his hand, walked fearlessly through the gloomy wild forest. The whistling wind blew the surrounding branches to and fro, but he was the only one who stood straight like a tall pine or cypress.
He walked forward a few steps in the dim moonlight, and suddenly his expression changed slightly as if he had discovered something. Just then, a dark cloud blocked the moonlight above his head, and Yan Chixia decisively drew his sword to defend himself.
In the darkness, even the sound of the wind in the woods seemed to have quieted down. When the moon peeked out from behind the clouds again, a woman in red suddenly appeared out of nowhere in this desolate wilderness.
"Oh, what a handsome young man~" The woman in red approached Yan Chixia with a smile, and deliberately climbed onto the Taoist's shoulder with her fair arms: "Are you lost in the middle of the night? Let me treat you well~" The woman's fingers with red nails gently touched Yan Chixia's cheek.
Just as the woman was about to touch him, Yan Chixia took a step back to avoid the woman's entanglement. His expression remained unchanged, and the look he gave the woman was as cold as before:
"I heard there's a female ghost killing people in the temples around here, and now it seems to be true."
"Hahaha, Immortal, you're joking. We are just some poor homeless women, forced to live in this desolate temple in the wilderness to make a living." The woman in red smiled sweetly, opened her arms and spun lightly in a circle while speaking, then gently pounced on the Taoist priest. Her white and tender fingers drew suggestive circles upwards on the Taoist priest's back:
"We are just mortal women without any spiritual power. If you don't believe me..." She leaned close to Yan Chixia's ear and whispered, "Why don't you check it yourself?"
Despite such provocation, the Taoist priest didn't even frown. His back remained straight, and his voice was steady as he spoke: "Indeed, you don't have any spiritual energy in your body to practice. If you were a cultivator, this wouldn't happen. However, there is one exception."
"What exception?" The woman whispered softly in the Taoist's ear.
"You are already dead. You are a ghost cultivator without even a physical body." Yan Chixia had just finished speaking when he suddenly made a lightning-fast move to grab the woman's arm that was stretched behind her back and twisted it. Sure enough, the hand that was soft and boneless just now had grown sharp nails. If he had relaxed a little, he might have been a corpse by now.
The woman was not at all panicked even after being discovered. She maintained her charming posture even when being captured. She sighed softly and complained to someone, "Oh, why are there only such stupid and boring men lately?" Then her figure suddenly disappeared and escaped from Yan Chixia's hands in a puff of smoke.
"Hehehe, little Taoist priest, since you are so unromantic, I can only send you to death." The woman's hands grew sharp nails, and even though she spoke such terrifying words, her tone was still tender: "I will leave my soul with you, and we will live happily together when the time comes~"
"You are a ghost cultivator who has harmed countless people! Give me your life!" Yan Chixia drew out the long sword in his hand and attacked the female ghost with force. The two of them started fighting in the woods with ping-pong.
"Cut! Pause!" Ning Shu suddenly stopped and made a pause gesture. Xuan Mo, who had been vengeful a second ago, immediately put down his sword. Zi Xiao, who was watching with gusto from the director's chair, looked up with a hint of satisfaction: "What's wrong? I think this performance is quite good."
Xuan Mo plays the role of the cold and stern swordsman very naturally, and Ning Shu's acting is also very good. Overall, there is nothing wrong with it.
"There was nothing wrong before, but something was wrong during the fight." Ning Shu looked at Xuan Mo across from him: "Xuan Mo, your sword turned from a long distance away from me, as if you were deliberately avoiding me. This is too revealing. We should have more thrilling fights."
At this point, she simply demonstrated, holding the sword tip and wielding it against herself. "For example, the sword edge brushed against my neck, and my nails nearly grazed the tip of your nose. After a life-and-death struggle, I narrowly escaped after being severely injured by you."
Xuan Mo frowned and firmly objected: "No, it's too dangerous."
Zixiao also nodded in agreement with Xuan Mo's opinion: "Young Sect Master, the sword of a Jindan cultivator is no joke. Even if it is an unsharpened sword, the sword energy alone is enough to take your life."
"But fighting like this feels fake. If the fighting scenes are too watery, it will affect the sense of immersion!" Ning Shu frowned and argued, "If it's fake, then don't release the sword energy!"
She turned around and looked at Hyun Mo pleadingly: "Can't you just pretend?"
Xuan Mo's icy face frowned slightly. People who knew him well could tell that he was in a very difficult situation. "No..."
"Let's cooperate with each other!" Ning Shu clasped her hands together and opened her big, sparkling eyes: "Xuan Mo, you will never hurt me, I believe you!"
Zixiao was almost amused by this unreasonable request: "Do you think that is..." Flying a kite, you can just fly it whenever you want?
The so-called sword energy is something that a swordsman naturally releases after he has mastered the way of the sword to a certain extent. It is emitted as long as he swings the sword. It has basically become a survival instinct and conditioned reflex.
"I, I'll try." Xuan Mo was defeated by Ning Shu's cute eyes. He blushed and looked away. His tone sounded as if he was practicing calligraphy. "I'll go back and practice for a few days, but I can't guarantee success."
Zixiao: ...
To some extent, isn't this also a kind of flexibility?
【Author’s words】
Ning Shu: Focused on filming realistic and exciting fighting scenes
Hyun Mo: She looks kind of cute when she opens her eyes wide...why not give it a try?
Zixiao: Young Sect Master is about to turn that sword cultivator into a black carp.
Happy May Day holiday, everyone!
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