Fang Yang was tall and strong, and even though there were five or six people between them, he could see the situation inside at a glance: a tall middle-aged man was grabbing a short boy, but the short boy was like a slippery eel, and even in the narrow space where everyone was watching, he was able to move with ease and keep dodging the middle-aged man's capture.
"Brother Bao?" Fang Yang almost shouted out loud. In the blink of an eye, Fang Yang saw the boy's appearance clearly. Wasn't this a perfect young version of Brother Bao?
Fang Yang took a closer look and couldn't help but marvel. Not only did the person look exactly like him, but his demeanor was also identical. It was truly a strange thing. It is said that no two leaves in the world are the same, but the person in front of him made Fang Yang feel a little dazed: was this a coincidence in the dark?
Fang Yang once read a report that seemed to describe a main world with a dark world, like light refracting through a piece of paper. On one side of the paper is the main world, and on the other side is the dark world. The two are somehow connected, but no one can say for sure whether it's true or not, since there's no evidence. But what's going on here?
The Mo brothers, unable to see what was happening inside from behind, jumped up and down to look, but with five or six people between them, they couldn't see anything. Seeing Fang Yang watching with great interest, they tugged at Fang Yang's clothes. When Fang Yang turned around in confusion, they asked, "What's going on in front of you? Why are these people making such a fuss?"
"It's nothing, just the two of them playing around inside, like cat and mouse."
Fang Yang composed himself and explained to the Mo brothers that, at least for now, that was the situation, and the real commotion was caused by the onlookers outside.
Upon hearing this, the Mo brothers jumped even more energetically; if it really was a cat-and-mouse game, that would be even more interesting.
Fang Yang focused his attention on the capture game between the two men. The middle-aged man was thin with long arms, waving his arms and drawing circles, while the man who looked like Brother Bao dodged and weaved in the small space, showing a certain level of martial arts skills amidst the chaos.
The middle-aged man swung his arm, but he couldn't do anything to Brother Bao. The onlookers were also excited and cheered loudly, attracting passersby to gather around, forming a dense crowd.
The middle-aged man grew increasingly anxious, his eyes reddening from the commotion of the onlookers. His arms flailing wildly, and he was panting heavily, on the verge of exhaustion. But Bao Ge jumped out of the fighting range and stopped two meters away from the middle-aged man. "Stop, stop, I'm done fighting. I'm out of strength. Can I just admit defeat?"
The middle-aged man, panting heavily with his hands on his knees, said between breaths, "Alright, I won't take advantage of you. Let's call it a draw. But you can't steal my spotlight anymore."
"Okay, okay, I won't steal it anymore. I give up."
Seeing that there was no more interesting show to watch, the onlookers slowly dispersed. Fang Yang led Mo Sang to other areas to take a look. Before leaving, he pointed at Bao Ge and said to Mo Zhen, "Keep an eye on that kid, find out what he does, and get me a copy of his information."
Mo Zhen glanced at Bao Ge, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, and seemed to have never seen him before. "Okay, I'll go and find out later."
After saying goodbye to Mo Zhen, Fang Yang and Mo Sang walked deeper into the film and television city. Mo Sang led the way, saying, "President Fang, this film and television city is now quite fully functional, especially the Qing Palace. Business is really good. Luckily, when I made the reservation, a film crew had just finished filming, so we were able to seamlessly connect. Otherwise, I don't know how long we would have had to wait."
"Oh, which company produced the movie?"
"It seems to be Yunlan Film and Television. They just finished filming a TV series called 'Emperor Kangxi.' I heard that it cost more than 300 million yuan, a real mega-production."
"Hehe, that is indeed a masterpiece. We have never invested in such a large-scale production before. The actors' salaries alone will be astronomical."
Mosang asked curiously, "How did you know?"
Fang Yang explained, "Emperor Kangxi was a great emperor. To make this drama well, we need an actor of the caliber of an award-winning actor to play the lead role. Since we've chosen an award-winning actor, the acting skills of the surrounding officials also have to be good, otherwise the performance won't be convincing. Moreover, Emperor Kangxi's story is grand in scale, so a substantial investment of real money is essential to make it a good drama."
Mo Sang gave a thumbs up, "As expected, it has to be President Fang. This film features an emperor and an empress, and none of the actors are unknown. Their salaries alone account for half of the film's budget. So far, it's the groundbreaking masterpiece of the year. I heard that it took three years just to polish the script, nearly a year to film, and the post-production editing couldn't be completed in less than a year."
Fang Yang clicked his tongue in amazement: "It took five years to make a film. That's a huge investment. Yunlan Film and Television is really willing to spend money."
"That's right. Yunlan Film and Television is one of the top three film and television companies. It has developed rapidly in recent years and its reputation in the industry has been rising day by day. The films and TV series it produces are extremely popular. Don't be fooled by the fact that this drama cost more than 300 million yuan; it may sell for 500 million yuan in the future."
Fang Yang nodded slightly. To be honest, spending so much money to earn more than 100 million yuan is really nothing. But the fact that they were willing to spend five years polishing a TV series shows their dedication. It would be hard for them not to make a fortune.
After wandering around for another ten minutes or so, they finally arrived at the main hall of the Qing Palace. There were no film crews inside at this time, and the doors were all locked. Fang Yang could only peek through the crack in the door. A magnificent and solemn building came into view. Fang Yang knew that this was Chengtianmen, which means "receiving the mandate of heaven" and is called Tiananmen in modern times.
Unfortunately, the door is locked and we can't get in. Just by looking at the building, you can tell it's a 1:1 replica. I'm afraid the size inside is unimaginable.
"Such a large building, surely we're not the only company filming here?"
"There are definitely more than that. It seems like there are five companies in total. However, they booked earlier than us and arrived later. Generally speaking, more than five companies would affect the filming schedule, so this palace only accepts bookings from five companies."
Fang Yang remained silent. This was the correct way to approach it. Such a large palace would only have two outcomes: either the owner would lose money, or the rent would be exorbitantly high.
Since they couldn't get in, Fang Yang and Mo Sang turned back in another direction. After a short distance, they saw a palace with its gates wide open. Fang Yang looked up and saw that it was the Qin King's Palace. He smiled at Mo Sang and said, "We don't have anything to do right now, so why don't we go in and take a look?"
Mo Sang naturally had no objections, raised his hand to Fang Yang in a gesture of invitation, and the two stepped into the palace gate.
Unlike the Ming and Qing Palaces, the Qin Palace exudes a sense of oppression upon entering. The entire Qin Palace is predominantly gray, with a building every five steps and a pavilion every ten steps. It is grand in scale, complex in form, and rigorous in layout. The large-span brackets make the dome tower high and the momentum majestic, almost unparalleled.
As the two walked, they sighed with admiration, only to see a film crew shooting a movie ahead. There were about a hundred people gathered together, almost filling the entire street.
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