Chapter 104 Thunder
What netizens said actually makes sense.
Jun Qiulan's appearance is neither light nor dark, but somewhere in between. Her temperament and appearance are blended just right.
It’s no wonder that assistant director Ding Chu and screenwriter Tang Yan had no objections after seeing him single-handedly choose Jun Qiulan.
She really fits the title of the most beautiful woman.
There were rumors in the past that he could extend the filming time indefinitely for the sake of an actor.
This is indeed true.
The script of this movie has been around for a long time. Although it has been deleted and revised many times, the basic outline was already determined long ago, such as the characters and the direction of the plot.
We haven't confirmed whether to film it yet, and it's really because we haven't found a suitable candidate for the role of Jun Qiulan.
Until Jun Qiulan appeared.
In fact, he had some ideas when he first met Jun Qiulan, but he also had his own concerns. It was not until Jun Qiulan sent him calligraphy and paintings and was mistaken for an actor by his assistant that he really had ideas.
Yes, Jun Qiulan was an extra, but who says extras aren't actors? Even if he's a Taoist priest, so what?
Back and forth, I lobbied Jun Qiulan several times, asking him if he could dance, just to confirm whether he could play this role.
His appearance was acceptable, but it was impossible for him to find a vase.
After observing again and again, he made up his mind. Fortunately, Jun Qiulan gradually relented and was willing to give it a try.
Otherwise, he wasn't sure when he could finish this movie.
As for the noble young man mentioned by netizens, Yan Jing was indeed considering it.
And I already have a picture in my mind.
Let’s wait until Jun Qiulan comes back and then talk.
The celebration is over.
When Jun Qiulan went back, he took Fu Xiao's car.
Throughout the entire night, he maintained an impeccable demeanor, and every move was full of ancient charm.
Fu Xiao was sighing, "No wonder so many people are telling you to play a noble young man. Not the traditional noble young man, but the kind who dresses gorgeously."
He found that this person really looked good with either light or heavy makeup.
No wonder Yan Jing was so nervous.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Thanks to all the netizens for their kindness."
Although he knows that he has a good appearance, he still thinks it is not as exaggerated as netizens say.
Fu Xiao clicked his tongue and said, "Do you want to check out the trending searches online?"
As the award presenter, he was very familiar with these procedures. He took a break from his busy schedule to check his phone and saw a message from his agent.
This arrangement is simply amazing.
Looking back at himself, it seemed that he had never had such a grand occasion.
When you open the hot search, half of the screen is filled with entries related to Jun Qiulan.
Jun Qiulan followed his instructions and took out the cell phone he had hidden on his body.
Fu Xiao was left in a state of confusion, "I really didn't realize you had a cell phone hidden on you."
I thought he had given his phone to his agent or assistant for safekeeping in advance.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "I'm used to it."
When he opened Weibo, he was also a little surprised and surprised.
As an actor who had been on the hot search list several times when he was an extra, he just guessed in his mind that today's hot search was probably about the Best Newcomer Award and his Hanfu costume.
I didn't expect there were so many.
He clicked on them one by one and took a look. The netizens were really enthusiastic.
After looking at it for a few more times, he felt his face start to get hot.
It wasn't until he saw that netizens had discovered that he had been Fu Xiao's hand stand-in that he smiled.
Under the entry, although there are still many people praising his hands as being from heaven, there are also many people complaining about Fu Xiao's chubby hands.
Of course, no one meant any harm, they just felt that Fu Xiao and his hands looked like they were assembled.
There is a funniest saying that says Fu Xiao and his hands are like a pair of chicken wings growing on a swan.
Fu Xiao glanced at it and was a little speechless, but he was already used to it.
"You may not know this yet, but the article you wrote for the crew and the ink painting you drew on the day you became a stand-in were all taken away by Yan Jing."
Jun Qiulan paused for a moment, "Was he swept away by Yan Jing?"
Yan Jing went to see him filming that day. He thought that Yan Jing had a good relationship with the director, and he was introduced by Yan Jing. He just happened to have time, so he went over to take a look.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jing also took away all his articles and calligraphy and paintings?
What does it mean?
It didn't matter if he took it away, but Yan Jing never mentioned it to him.
This feels weird.
Jun Qiulan didn't want to think too much about it, so he opened WeChat again.
There are many blessing messages sent by friends.
The one hanging at the top was actually Master Qingheng.
It was sent just five minutes ago.
"Congratulations, little disciple."
Jun Qiulan smiled and replied to Master Qingheng.
Then he replied to his friends one by one, and finally to Yan Jing.
Yan Jing's message consisted of just two words: "Congratulations."
The time of sending is the earliest.
Then he looked carefully at the time it was sent.
Jun Qiulan reasonably suspected that Yan Jing had seen the live broadcast and had sent him these two words the moment he walked onto the stage.
This feeling is weird again.
Jun Qiulan sent back an emoticon and kicked the phone back.
As a senior, and of course possibly an elder, Fu Xiao still made some suggestions about Jun Qiulan's winning of the award.
Don’t get carried away just because of an award. You need to calm down and hone your acting skills, etc.
Jun Qiulan also listened very carefully.
He could also imagine that Sister Xu Su might be busy with a lot of things recently, and the cooperation mailbox might be overflowing again.
But he has already joined Yan Jing's crew.
Although his overall role is not that big, he will not disappoint Yan Jing's expectations of him in this movie.
Therefore, he has no plans to take on other jobs in the short term.
Especially the drought in ancient times has reached a critical point.
If the water source is completely cut off, even if there is food, the people will not be able to survive and they will have to find other ways.
He was looking happy just now, but suddenly he started to look sad again.
Fu Xiao joked, "Why? Are you worried that Yan Jing won't ask for leave for you?"
Jun Qiulan forced a smile: "Not really."
Fu Xiao was also happy. He was a little confused about these two people now.
Of course, as Yan Jing is his eldest nephew, he still has to side with him.
"Tell your agent to keep an eye on those big brands. Don't take on other dramas or movies for now, but you can still consider endorsements."
Yan Jing is not that unkind.
Jun Qiulan's current development prospects are very good.
Polishing a work well is indeed the first priority, but we cannot ignore other things.
If you miss some good brands, they may be gone.
Yan Jing would understand this logic, and according to how nervous he was about Jun Qiulan, it was impossible for him to disagree.
Of course, Yan Jing also has an almost perverted desire to control his own work. If Jun Qiulan performs poorly during the filming, it is uncertain whether he can take leave.
Jun Qiulan didn't know that Fu Xiao had imagined so much.
It took most of the day and it was getting late.
After arriving at the hotel, he was still thinking about going back quickly and rejected Fu Xiao's suggestion to have a midnight snack together.
"I'm a little tired. Let me treat Brother Fu to lunch tomorrow."
Fu Xiao didn't think much about it. Jun Qiulan's demeanor today was even on the hot search list, which showed that he had been sitting upright, and it must not be too easy for him.
"Go to bed early, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
In the hotel suite, Xu Su and Liu Yue returned first.
The two sisters both had stars in their eyes when they saw Jun Qiulan.
"Xiao Lanlan, you are so amazing."
There was pride in his tone.
Jun Qiulan handed over the trophy in his hand and asked, "Can you touch it?"
"Okay." The two of them were not polite.
He admired the trophy repeatedly, then took several photos from all angles, and asked Jun Qiulan to take several photos while holding it.
Liu Yue selected the one with the best angle and sent it to Jun Qiulan.
"We've already taken care of the studio's Weibo account, so you need to post on Weibo yourself."
Jun Qiulan nodded, opened Weibo, and posted the photos he had just taken.
The text used is also what he said at the award ceremony.
"Floating in this world, I'm fortunate to have met a soulmate. I will repay Qiong Yao with my sincerity and dedication."
Liu Yue looked at him and asked, "Does this count as being lazy?"
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "I'm a little tired, and my brain is a little confused. So, let's just leave it at that. I saw that many people didn't hear what I said clearly."
I really couldn't hear it clearly.
The main problem is that the thank-you words in the first half are quite standard, but the style suddenly changes at the end.
It was just one sentence, sixteen words, and it only took a second or two. Before anyone could react, it was already finished.
Liu Yue: "Then let me help you remove your makeup."
Jun Qiulan waved her hand: "No need, I can wash it myself later. Sister Xu Su, I'll trouble you again with the follow-up work sorting and arrangements."
Xu Su: "It's my job anyway, so why bother asking about whether it's troublesome or not?"
She also felt emotional in her heart.
Other agents have to go out and compete with others for resources.
The circle is so small and there are so many artists. Many resources are precious and have to be snatched away.
Moreover, most artist studios are backed by large companies and have the confidence.
As it turned out, it seemed that she was indeed of no use to her.
Before Jun Qiulan came back, she had checked her mailbox, which was almost filled with various resources.
She had the same idea as Liu Yue.
If it weren't for the fact that an artist and a studio would at least require an agent, Jun Qiulan might have arranged all her work by herself.
The three of them chatted about the follow-up arrangements for a while. Seeing that Jun Qiulan looked a little tired, Xu Su and Liu Yue prepared to go back to their own rooms.
Liu Yue pondered for a moment: "Lanlan, should I bring you breakfast tomorrow?"
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "No, I want to sleep a little longer."
He understood Liu Yue's tentative tone.
But it doesn't matter.
It's good to maintain the current balance.
Jun Qiulan added, "I have an appointment with Brother Fu for lunch tomorrow. Please help me book a restaurant."
"Okay, then you should go to bed early and turn off the silent mode on your phone. Sleep a little longer tomorrow morning and we won't bother you."
Jun Qiulan nodded: "You should have a good rest too."
Only after the two left did Jun Qiulan lose his composure and lie limp on the sofa for a while.
It's also strange.
As a prince, he had to maintain proper manners, from dawn to late at night, regardless of whether there were people around or not, he had to maintain a good state.
It's only been over a year since he came to this other world, and he can't hold on anymore?
Thinking of this, Jun Qiulan couldn't help but laugh.
A decent manner is good.
However, as a human being, a twenty-year-old young man, it is reasonable for him to occasionally lie on the sofa without any image.
After resting for a while, he had to go back.
Just as he was about to change his clothes, he remembered that his parents had never seen him wear this outfit, so he might as well just wear it back.
Jun Qiulan put the trophy back on.
When he opened his eyes, he suddenly realized that he had traveled through time and space to Mr. Su's house today.
I was really tired and was so busy that I forgot about it.
Jun Qiulan was speechless for a moment. It was fine to wear this outfit home, but it would be difficult to explain if Mr. Su and the others saw it.
Zhulong, he is also a dragon.
Jun Qiulan was just about to go back to the hotel to change clothes when she suddenly heard a noisy sound outside.
The voices of countless people talking merged together, and it was impossible to hear what they were saying.
All I heard were screams and cries of surprise.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening thunder echoed in Jun Qiulan's ears.
What's going on?
Is it going to rain?
Jun Qiulan didn't even care that she hadn't changed her clothes at this moment, and pushed the door open and walked out.
The servant Liu Tong was still guarding outside the door.
"Mr. Jun."
Liu Tong raised his eyes and saw Jun Qiulan in gorgeous clothes. The tattoos on her body looked like... a dragon?
It is different from the dragon they usually understand.
Jun Qiulan couldn't care less: "What's going on now? Why is it so noisy outside?"
"Half an hour ago, it suddenly started to drizzle. The people heard the news and took out all the pots and pans from their homes. As a result, it rained for an incense stick of time, and it was still drizzling. Now the quarrel is still going on. The master has gone out to check on the situation."
Jun Qiulan frowned. The noise outside was too loud, and there were even faint sounds of cursing.
He was a little worried.
Just go out and take a look.
He walked quickly from the study to the front door. Liu Tong pushed the door open for him and he walked out.
For a moment, the scene seemed to be silent.
Probably no one expected to see a nobleman in gorgeous clothes in such a scene.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed across the night sky, and they saw Jun Qiulan's appearance clearly.
And at this moment, heavy rain poured down.
Now, no one was arguing or making noise, there was only cheering.
It's raining.
It finally rained.
It’s still raining so heavily.
The clashing of pots and pans and the screams and cheers of the people mixed together.
Jun Qiulan stood under the eaves, looked up at the night sky, and reached out to catch the rain.
The rain brings a bit of coolness, but it cannot dispel the heat in people's hearts.
If it rains, they will survive.
Some people looked at the noble young man under the eaves from afar and felt that he was a god who had descended to earth today.
Su Changxun also came back from the crowd.
He was a little surprised when he saw Jun Qiulan's outfit.
He remembered that when Jun Qiulan came here during the day, he was not wearing this outfit.
However, as an elder, I am also happy to see the younger generation dressed like this.
"Are you done with the work?" Su Changxun asked.
Jun Qiulan nodded: "I just finished my work, and then I heard the noise outside. I didn't pay attention and just came out like this."
Su Changxun's expression became a little more complicated. "Let's go inside and talk."
The staff and guests recruited by Su Changxun from other places no longer cared about Jun Qiulan's gorgeous clothes. They were also busy fetching water.
They come here because they also have ideals, and because what they have learned in the past can play the greatest role here, and even allow them to study their favorite subjects in more depth.
But they also worry about their livelihoods.
Su Changxun's mother's family, the Yan family, took care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation. If they needed anything on a daily basis, they just had to send someone to inform the manager of Yan Su's side, and the missing things would be delivered to their door soon.
But water is different.
When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken. The entire border town is short of water, and it is impossible for them to get special treatment.
This goes against the ideas and ideal world they are pursuing now.
So they can only save some water every day like ordinary people to ensure that getting water is not too difficult.
At the same time, they were wondering, what if the drought gets worse?
By then, the people will not be able to survive and will have to flee the famine with their families.
They were engaged in a rebellion, they had leaders and an army, but they also needed the support of the people.
By then, if all the people have fled, will they be able to continue their business?
Can they survive in this place?
Could he lead the people to escape the famine? Or lead the army to occupy other towns?
I'm afraid Jun Qiulan won't allow it.
Jun Qiulan came here today, probably quietly, and they didn't know about it.
However, he suddenly came out of Mr. Su's house, and the moment he stepped out of the door, it started raining.
Is this rain related to Jun Qiulan?
Jun Qiulan gave them some books, and they also saw those high technologies, so they naturally had some guesses in their minds.
To them, those things were undoubtedly magical methods, and the contents of the books even subverted their cognition.
So their guess about Jun Qiulan’s adventure was that he was probably inspired by some god?
Not only did they think so, but Su Changxun also thought so.
Su Changxun and Jun Qiulan went into the house and closed the door. He didn't keep anyone in suspense and spoke frankly.
"Does this rain have anything to do with you?"
Jun Qiulan was stunned. He had never thought in this direction.
Just now, he was as grateful as the others that God had finally opened his eyes and it finally rained.
Does the rain have anything to do with him?
Jun Qiulan wanted to say no.
Last time he participated in disaster relief and prayed for rain here for a few days.
He didn't do anything this time.
I just went to receive the award today.
Could it be that this mysterious power made it rain just for him to congratulate him on winning the Best Newcomer Award?
This was a joking guess, but Jun Qiulan was no longer sure.
He had always known that the mysterious power favored him.
Although it imposed many restrictions on him, it also really helped him a lot.
Su Changxun saw Jun Qiulan fell into deep thought and became uncertain in his heart.
Could it be that this question cannot be asked?
He looked at Jun Qiulan's gorgeous clothes again. Could it be that he was wearing them to pray for rain?
Jun Qiulan never told him the details of this adventure. Perhaps there was some taboo that couldn't be spoken out?
He waved his hand and said, "No matter what, as long as it rains, the people can breathe a sigh of relief. There is no need to say anything else."
Jun Qiulan came back to his senses and nodded. Then he saw the confusion in Mr. Su's eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"Sir, the last rain might have had something to do with me, but this time, I'm really not sure."
He gave a brief account of the last time it rained.
No details were given.
Su Changxun pondered: "Do natural disasters also happen in the world of immortals?"
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. Su Changxun was the first one to guess that he had a secret, but he had never told Su Changxun in detail.
Unexpectedly, Su Changxun always felt that he had gone to a fairyland.
But if you think about it carefully, when he first went to that world, didn’t he also think that world was a fairyland?
Freedom, peace, and people living and working in peace and contentment, there is no need to elaborate on these.
Just the glass, lights, and vehicles all over the streets are things that are unimaginable in the mythological world they understand.
In the past, their understanding of the mythological world was nothing more than immortality, gods and immortals who could go to heaven and earth, and transmit sounds over thousands of miles.
The 'divine methods' of the other world were almost beyond their imagination.
Things have developed to this point.
It rained again today, and I believe the situation will ease a lot. Their subsequent development will continue.
It seems like he really should come clean with Su Changxun.
"Sir, all along, the other world I've visited wasn't some immortal world. It was a world far beyond our own level of civilization. There, technology is advanced, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment. When you asked me what my ideal world of universal peace and harmony would be like, I've already witnessed it in another world."
Su Changxun was surprised at first, then relieved.
Yes, yes, what about the fairyland? In the book that Jun Qiulan brought back to him, it was written that we should believe in science. Many things that people cannot understand can actually be explained from a scientific perspective.
If it still cannot, then the level of technology is not high enough.
What's more, the books that Jun Qiulan brought back not only said these things, but also contained much more content, which was enough to prove that it was just an ordinary yet extraordinary world.
As for not being able to imagine what that world looked like, he could understand that.
For example, thousands of years ago, when people relied on hunting for their livelihood, they had no idea how to farm or tame animals.
Su Changxun became very interested in that world: "Would you mind telling me more about it?"
Jun Qiulan nodded and gave a brief account of his experiences over the past year.
He didn't say much about himself, but only talked about the laws, politics, various systems, etc. of that world.
Su Changxun was fascinated by what he heard.
"I really want to go and see it for myself."
He just sighed.
Jun Qiulan did not express his opinion, as he was not sure whether he could bring anyone.
Yes, he knew that after the sweet potato harvest this time, the weight of living things he could carry would increase significantly.
But he was not sure whether animals and humans were the same.
What if only animals can be brought in but not people?
This was just a subtle uncertainty in his heart.
I'm afraid it still needs to be tested.
Jun Qiulan thought about how to conduct the experiment specifically, and realized that he would have to go back and discuss it with his parents and younger sister.
Can't take any risks.
The rain continued to fall, but the atmosphere was still harmonious. Su Changxun asked some other questions.
For example, how does Jun Qiulan make a living in another world?
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The author has something to say: Thank you all for your support.
Recently, I can only play 6 games. Thank you for your understanding.
I didn’t sleep well recently. Every night after typing, even though I was very sleepy, I would lie on the bed with a movie playing in my mind. I couldn’t sleep well, which led to lack of sleep.
I went to see a Chinese doctor, who prescribed two prescriptions. I'll finish the medicine first and then update for you guys in a few days.
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