Chapter 216 Sunny Weather
The day after the script was completed, the core leadership and higher-ups had received the final version of the script.
Following that, the small teams scattered in various locations finished their current work and training and returned to the film crew one after another.
It's the same location, the same hotel.
Lin Yan'an also arrived the day before the reading session.
The next day, the weather was sunny.
In the same conference room as before, the huge conference room became their temporary reading room.
The long conference table was filled with the core creative team and main actors of the film project.
Unlike the chaos and confusion that occurred during the last production hiatus, everyone sitting inside was full of energy, their eyes brimming with anticipation and seriousness for the work that was about to begin.
Each person had a thick stack of documents in front of them.
Compared to the siege a few months ago, the demeanor of all the actors present had visibly changed.
Leaving aside the actors who were replaced for various reasons,
Take Pei Xingyu for example, even he, a true heartthrob,
Even Lin Yan'an and Pei Xubai thought he was just here to have fun.
His demeanor is completely different from before.
Compared to last time, his demeanor was no longer just superficial; it now possessed a mature and sharp quality, as if he truly had the makings of a young captain.
Well, although his role is still small, his focus and dedication are truly incomparable to what they used to be.
Lin Yan'an looked around at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar faces, and a flood of emotions welled up in his heart.
At this moment, Director Li's calm voice rang out:
"Everyone, after months of reflection, learning, and refinement..."
"Today we gather here again for the final script reading for the project 'Folk Customs Records: The Great Tang Dynasty'."
"This time, the script we have is the culmination of the hard work of the history team, and it also carries our deeper understanding of that period of history and those people."
"I hope everyone can be at their best so we can restart this brand new journey together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the reading session officially began.
This atmosphere is quite different from the superficial, commercially driven atmosphere of the last time.
This reading session, starting with Pei Xubai, the very first character, revealed a weighty texture and a strong historical atmosphere.
Pei Xubai plays a scholar-official who no longer just talks about ideals. His lines are filled with his personal pain over the people's suffering and his helpless struggle.
His speaking speed and demeanor were perfectly controlled, making him seem like a Tang Dynasty scholar who was truly concerned about his country and its people.
His superb acting skills seemed to have reached a new level, becoming completely seamless.
If it weren't for the current background and the fact that the attire hasn't changed at all, Lin Yan'an would probably really think he had traveled back to the Tang Dynasty.
Every actor and every character seemed to have captured the essence of the role.
It begins with Pei Xubai and ends with Pei Xingyu.
It wasn't until Pei Xingyu spoke that Lin Yan'an truly realized his real change.
I also fully realized just how much he had changed.
Pei Xingyu plays a young captain from a humble background who fights valiantly on the frontier.
When he recited that monologue about the tragic death of the warrior and the desolation of the border, his voice was no longer just simple passion or sorrow, but seemed to contain a hoarseness and deep pain after experiencing life and death and witnessing the darkest part of the world.
His eyes now held substance and weight.
Lin Yan'an sat quietly to the side, listening as the actors present breathed life into the characters he had created with their voices. His heart was filled with joy and excitement.
The reading proceeded in an orderly manner for several days.
After the reading session ended, the set construction for the film crew was also completely completed.
The production team didn't promote it extensively; instead, they did so the next morning.
A low-key opening ceremony was held at the newly built, magnificent set.
No media were invited; only the core members of the production crew were present.
An incense table was set up in front of that magnificent palace.
Unlike typical opening ceremonies, their incense table appeared exceptionally solemn.
The altar was covered with a deep red velvet cloth, and in the very center of it was placed an ancient-looking bronze incense burner.
Three thick, long sandalwood sticks were inserted into the incense burner and lit. Wisps of smoke rose straight up.
Along both sides of the incense path were various offerings prepared by the film crew, including grains representing a bountiful harvest, fruits symbolizing abundant fruit, and a stone.
It is said to have a significant origin; Zhou Kangning personally visited a temple to pray for it and brought it back, signifying that the production team has a solid foundation, as firm as a rock.
However, the most eye-catching item is the calligraphy brush placed in front of the incense burner, carefully positioned on a sandalwood stand.
It's ordinary and doesn't look special at all.
It lay there quietly, silently witnessing everything before it.
However, the core members present understood its value, knowing that it represented a soul that spanned a thousand years and was also the special historical advisor for this work - Du Qian.
Lin Yan'an, as the chief screenwriter and the only person who had a deep conversation with him, took the lead, holding three sticks of incense, and bowed deeply three times to the incense table and the writing brush.
Lin Yan'an stood up, stepped forward, and carefully placed the incense stick into the incense burner. He then took one last, deep look at the calligraphy brush.
I have a wish for the work to be successful, and I also feel respect and gratitude for that special consultant.
He turned and stepped back, followed by the director, lead actor Pei Xubai... Everyone stepped forward in an orderly fashion to offer incense, the atmosphere was solemn, and no one made a sound.
Everything is proceeding smoothly and in an orderly manner.
Unbeknownst to anyone, a figure in a green robe quietly materialized behind the group.
Du Qian stood there quietly, his gaze sweeping over the palace, which was almost a one-to-one replica based on historical records and his memories.
Flying eaves and brackets, vermilion gate.
Although it is a thousand years later and a new object, it already has some of the grandeur of the Tang Dynasty.
This familiar architectural style instantly stirred up countless memories within him.
Looking at these people from later generations, dressed in clothes completely different from those of his own time, yet solemnly performing this familiar, ancient ritual.
Looking at the rising wisps of smoke ahead, he felt as if the scene before him was truly overlapping with some sacrificial scenes he had experienced a thousand years ago.
Du Qian snapped out of his thoughts and his gaze fell on the calligraphy brush that had been with him for a long time.
A thousand years of solitude seems to be being replaced by a wondrous connection.
He witnessed it, and he participated in it.
A grand story that began with his obsession but goes far beyond his personal grievances.
And now, it's about to begin.
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