"Little Junior Sister, please don't die, wuwuwu..."

"What kind of fairy sisterhood is this? Where's the screenwriter? I want to send him a razor blade!"

…

Costume designers, makeup artists, prop assistants and others all stood in front of the monitor, watching it with great interest as if it was a big movie that had already been released.

Some of the assistants even had tears in their eyes.

Xie Sanqiu: “…”

The assistant director came over and said, "Director, do you want to do it again?"

I thought I could get through it in one go, but it happened again yesterday.

"Where's the screenwriter? Is the screenwriter here?"

Xie Sanqiu raised his voice and called for help.

Soon, a well-mannered little fat man wearing glasses ran over and said, "Director, are you looking for me?"

Xie Sanqiu frowned, "Your plot is unreasonable!"

???

The screenwriter looked puzzled.

Before filming began, we had no idea how many times we discussed the script, but no one pointed out anything unreasonable.

"These are two stunning beauties!!"

Xie Sanqiu shook the script, "A martial arts master with explosive fighting power, a master who can use a leaf as a hidden weapon, died under the arrows of those small minions of the foreign enemy. Do you think it is reasonable?"

The screenwriter argued, "That's not right! No matter how powerful a master is, he's not a superman, right? There are so many enemies, and if you kill one wave after another, even a master will be defeated if you keep fighting! Isn't this scene meant to use the tragedy of war and sacrifice to highlight the righteousness of the country?"

"Is the protagonist alive?"

"Alive, the main character is dead, so what's the point of watching this play?"

"That's it. Sweet stories are popular now, and sad dramas are outdated. Look, the protagonist retired with his beautiful wife after being injured, and after the two beautiful girls reconciled, the two sisters joined hands to create the glory of the sect. Isn't this more interesting than death?"

Xie Sanqiu pointed to a frame on the monitor.

Two beautiful women, one in white and one in red, fell in a pool of blood. The picture was beautiful and full of atmosphere.

But if these two people died, there would be some regrets at the end of the movie, right?

The screenwriter came back to his senses and said, "So what you mean is to give these two people more scenes."

"Oh, by the way..."

Xie Sanqiu clapped his legs and laughed, "You've finally turned a corner."

Screenwriter: "..." Director, is it really okay for you to be so willful? The group of people were confused until now.

The assistant director asked with a melancholy look on his face, "So, so many martial artists who died tragically are no longer dead?"

"They still follow the script, let them die if they deserve to die!"

Xie Sanqiu waved his hand and said, "It's OK as long as the two stunning girls don't die."

Extras: “…” So, this is a society where looks matter.

In front of the camera not far away, Ye Wan and Su Qingyan were still in the pose of lying on the ground and breathing their last.

After hearing the director yell "cut" but not giving any instructions for the next step, the two of them were in a dilemma as to whether to continue or not.

Su Qingyan asked quietly: "Sister Wan, what should we do?"

Ye Wan blinked, "Are you tired?"

"I'm tired, how can I not be tired..."

Su Qingyan made a bitter face, "This fight scene is too physically demanding. I'm still panting..."

"Then lie down for a while."

Ye Wan smiled with curved eyebrows, "I feel very tired."

Cameraman: “…”

The studio over there is discussing adding more scenes for you two, why don't you two perform well and slack off here? Seeing the movement at the other end of the studio, the extras sitting or lying around stood up, and Ye Wan and Su Qingyan supported each other and stood up.

Then, Xie Sanqiu shouted, "Ye Wan, Xiao Su, come here..."

(End of this chapter)