"Is there?" Dongfang Mu asked anxiously when he saw her frowning and did not speak.
Bai Zhi shook his head: "No, there is nothing, it's so strange."
"Why is it strange?" Dongfang Mu asked again.
"Because it is too clean, there is nothing. This is the studio, the focus of public opinion. And that filming site has produced many popular works. It stands to reason that there will be more or less news in this area, but there is not even one. Searching for this keyword, it turned out to be a 404, which is so strange."
If it is not operated by humans, how can it be impossible to find any relevant things
Dongfang Wan'er was so frightened by the nagging looks of her grandparents and grandchildren, she grabbed the mobile phone in Bai Zhi's hand and pressed off the bright screen, and said anxiously: "Don't say anything, nothing will be yours. It sounds like there is, I think it was an accident. Maybe the sound was playing similar music somewhere. It happened to be a gust of wind and you heard it."
Seeing her like this, Bai Zhi couldn't say anything more. Dongfang Wan'er had always been courageous, so it's better not to discuss this kind of thing in front of her in the future.
After dinner, Bai Zhi took Dongfang Mu and Wan'er to continue walking around the film and television city. When passing by a fake Tang Palace, a warning sign prohibiting tourists from entering was standing at the door, and the signature in the lower right corner was the Datang crew.
"Chu Yan should be inside. It just happens that the person who will guard the gate is not there. Let's go in and take a look." The gate was hidden, and the gatekeeper should have walked away in a hurry, and the chair was still at the door.
"No one has seen the real Tang Palace. How can such magnificent palaces be built?" Dongfang Mu has always been curious about modern people's minds. What are these people's minds
"According to ancient literature, ancient paintings and undamaged ancient buildings were built." She stroked the patterns on the palace walls, imagining the lives of the ancients in the Tang Palace.
Dongfang Mu is used to seeing Ronghua and has been the regent twice. What good things have not been seen? I have long been immune to gorgeous things.
But when he saw such a Tang Palace, he was still deeply shocked. It turned out that the palace could still be so gorgeous.
Passing through the vestibule and walking through the long veranda, on the large martial arts field covered with blue and white slates, three crews were filming nervously.
Chu Yan had to go back and forth between the two groups continuously. Under the scorching sun, the tight-fitting white shirt in the gorgeous outer robe was wet and dry, and I don't know how many times it repeated.
"Yan'er is there!" Dongfang Mu saw Chu Yan who was surrounded by the crowd like stars arched over the moon at a glance. His outstanding appearance could be seen at a glance, and the people around him couldn't make any light at all.
Bai Zhi looked at that figure, as if she had returned to Chu State again, he was still the prince with great military merits, and she was a little doctor girl who could only heal patients.
"Tsk tusk tusk, this guy was born to be an emperor, but it is a pity that he met our Zhi'er, and he was blind to a good emperor." Dongfang Mu muttered to himself, but his voice was not small. Bai Zhi and Dongfang Wan'er on the side listened. This is clear.
Dongfang Wan'er pinched his arm and looked displeased: "Dad, what are you talking about?"
Dongfang Mu just remembered now, and hurriedly said to Bai Zhi: "Girl Zhi, Grandpa didn't mean that, don't think too much."
Bai Zhi laughed and said, "What am I thinking about? This proves that I am powerful. I abducted an emperor to come to modern times."