The smile on Song Ge's face froze before he could even hide it.
Replacement? Is it the director who was replaced instead of the actor
Song Ge was about to cry.
He knew that his feeling was correct. They didn't think of themselves as big shots. They didn't respect themselves. If they cared a little about their own feelings, they would follow his words and replace that shitty Tai Chi master.
A big star should have a big star's temper, he wanted to throw a harsh word and leave. But suddenly he remembered the various rumors about Xia Tian's identity in the circle, so he couldn't say that harsh word, and what was worse was that he couldn't throw the sleeves of the tight leather jacket.
He wanted to stay but no one wanted to stay, and he didn't dare to leave. He stood there in a dilemma, looking extremely embarrassed.
What is the relationship between this pretty boy and Xia Tian? For so many years, I haven't seen Xia Tian get close to any man. The only one who is relatively close to her, Feng Yuancheng, seems to be very depressed recently. Could it be that this pretty boy caught her eye
Song Ge felt a little regretful. Women are irrational when they are in love. Why should she embarrass her lover
Xia Tian's assistant is Zhang Wei. Because he has a good relationship with Feng Yuancheng, he thought Feng Yuancheng would be able to win the beauty in the end. Unexpectedly, he bet on the wrong horse, and Feng Yuancheng was kicked thousands of miles away by Xia Tian. He was worried that the relationship between him and Xia Tian would become distant, so he has been working hard to make up for it recently.
Changing the director at the last minute is not auspicious. When he heard Xia Tian say that he wanted to change the director on the spot, he wanted to persuade him, but he was worried that this would make Xia Tian angry. Because he had been with Xia Tian for many years, he knew that few people could change Xia Tian's decision.
He was hesitant, but Fang Yan advised him, "It's not that serious. I think Director Song still has some misunderstandings about me and Tai Chi. If I fight live and let him see, he will have a new understanding of us. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late to change people then---"
Fang Yan spoke, and Zhang Wei quickly followed suit, saying, "Teacher Fang is right. Teacher Song Ge looks at Tai Chi from the perspective of camera performance, while Teacher Fang looks at the problem from the perspective of Tai Chi's depth. It's just that everyone's focus is different. We just need to find a common point, which is to be able to show the cultivation of Tai Chi and to be able to show beauty on camera. Isn't this exactly what we need?"
Xia Tian looked at Song Ge and asked with a smile on his face: "Teacher Song, what do you say?"
"Then let him play it once and see." Song Ge said. He thought, they still need me. It's easy to find actors, but it's not so easy to find a good director. "Seeing is believing. I hope he won't disappoint us."
Xia Tian looked at Fang Yan and said, "Practice it first and let the two little girls memorize the routine."
"No problem." Fang Yan said.
Fang Yan walked to the edge of the cliff and stood in the shape of a plum blossom pile.
As for the stupid question that the staff at the back whispered about why one had to walk to the edge of the cliff to practice Tai Chi, no one was willing to answer it because no one except Fang Yan knew the answer to this question.
Fang Yan took a deep breath, then lightly pointed his right toe. His movements were slow, comfortable, and smooth like an arc.
He was very cautious in every move he made, as if he was afraid that his hands would disperse the wind or his feet would damage the grass.
However, as time goes by, his movements gradually speed up. This speed increase is gradual and will not make you feel abrupt or unnatural.
His body is like an arc, like an iron bow, or like a bent willow tree. It is like a white ape absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, like insects, fish, flowers and plants. It is integrated with all things in heaven and earth.
Every time he turned around, his body seemed to fall into the abyss. This made everyone's heart rise to their throat while enjoying this ultimate beauty. However, their worries were unnecessary, because no matter how Fang Yan drew a circle or turned around, he stood there as steady as a thousand-year-old pine tree. Not a centimeter off.
The setting sun is like egg yolk, revealing a little shy face in the thick white fog.
Seeing the excitement here, a little bird with colorful feathers also flew over to look in. It chirped and looked cute and cheerful.
Fang Yan jumped up and held the little bird in his hand.
He stretched out his arms and flapped his wings like a bird.
He knew that as long as he used this stunt, a female fan at the scene would faint.
The bird stood in the palm of his hand. The bird accumulated strength, and Fang Yan released it. When the bird lost strength, Fang Yan used the power of Tai Chi to push it up.
The little bird became nervous and chirped even louder.
However, when it found that it was not in any danger and that the game was fun, it began to enjoy itself. When Fang Yan lost his strength, it jumped vigorously. When Fang Yan gathered his strength, it landed steadily. It even turned around and chirped at Fang Yan, meaning to say, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, you bastard!" The man and the bird were having a great time.
On the distant mountain ridge, a monk and a Taoist priest looked around with a smile.
"What about this boy?" asked the old monk.
"Because of the situation, he became angry and his momentum was like a rainbow. This boy actually had the momentum that was difficult to distinguish between yin and yang." The middle-aged Taoist said with admiration.
"The universe goes from Wuji to Taiji, interpreting the process of the creation of all things. With all things, there is the sky above our heads and the earth under our feet. The way of heaven and earth creates all things with the two energies of yin and yang. Heaven and earth, sun and moon, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, four seasons, before midnight and afternoon, as well as male and female, hard and soft, movement and stillness, everything has yin and yang." The old monk's expression was solemn. "But, as the world knows, it is precisely because everything has yin and yang that Taiji emphasizes the fusion of yin and yang. Extreme yin gives birth to yang, and extreme yang gives birth to yin. This boy is amazing. At such a young age, he sees mountains as mountains and water as water. Even this bird regards it as its own kind - this Taiji heart is truly integrated with all things."
The middle-aged Taoist nodded and said, "Then teach him the Tai Chi Diagram?"
The old monk shook his head and said, "The Tai Chi Diagram is of great importance. It is not only a treasure of your sect, but also protects the dragon soul of China. Be careful, be cautious. In addition to the foundation of martial arts, the quality of your mind is the most important."
"Judging from his appearance and behavior, this boy doesn't seem like a wicked person. Besides, how could someone with the heart of Tai Chi be so bad?"
"Just wait and see. Just wait and see."
Fang Yan's body flew into the air again, and he personally sent the bird into the sky. Then he gently patted the bird's head, signaling that it could leave.
When Fang Yan landed, the bird swooped down again and stood on his shoulder, refusing to leave. It chirped at Fang Yan's face, as if it wanted to talk to him.
Everyone present was stunned.
Jiang Qin was so excited that he could hardly control himself. He grabbed Yuan Lin's hand and said, "Yuan Lin, did you see it? Did you see it? Teacher Fang is really amazing-----"
Yuan Lin didn't feel any pain. She stared at Fang Yan with shining eyes and said, "That bird is so cute----"
Xia Tian was also intoxicated for a moment, but soon regained her senses. She was engaged in art work and had no resistance to beautiful things. When Fang Yan played with the little bird, it really made people feel a kind of heart-throbbing feeling.
So beautiful!
"It's amazing. This person's Tai Chi is so beautiful-----"
"Oh my god, I've never seen anyone do Tai Chi like this. Is this really Tai Chi? He jumped so high just now, there's no wire hanging from his body, right?"
"I really want to be that bird, so I can play with him-----"
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When the staff saw this incredible scene, they all became Fang Yan's die-hard fans. The Tai Chi presented by Fang Yan was the most beautiful and ideal Tai Chi in their minds.
Song Ge was also fascinated by the scene.
Master, this is the real Tai Chi master.
How can there be such a Tai Chi? How can there be such a cool Tai Chi? No, it can no longer be described as cool, but how can a cultured person be so pretentious? You know clearly that he is just pretending, but in your heart you still think that this guy is really awesome.
Song Ge kicked the cameraman next to him on the leg and yelled, "Did you take the picture? Did you take the picture just now?"
The cameraman hadn't even had time to take off the cap on the camera lens when he said aggrievedly, "Director, didn't you say to watch first before shooting?"
"What the hell are you looking at? What the hell are you looking at?" Song Ge kicked the photographer's legs again and again. "Why aren't you afraid? Why aren't you afraid? If you don't take pictures of this scene, what else are you going to take pictures of? I'm so mad, you idiots-----"
Song Ge ran to Xia Tian, her face flushed as she said, "Xia Tian, let's not change the person. It's him. It's him. He's a master. He will definitely be able to give us the feeling we want. Yes, it's him. No one else can do it."
"Did I pass?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"Passed." Song Ge said.
"Not changing people?" Fang Yan asked again.
"No more." Song Ge waved his hand and said, "Well, Brother Fang, I was a little prejudiced against you just now, don't be angry - that matter is over, let's not take it to heart, what do you think?"
"I'm not a stingy man, how could I take such a small thing to heart?" Fang Yan said.
"That's great. Shall we get started?"
"What starts?" Fang Yan asked. He turned to look at Xia Tian and said, "My Tai Chi has been recognized by everyone. Now we can change the director."
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Song Ge sat down on the ground, his whole body shaking with anger.
In the woods behind the crew, the middle-aged Taoist priest looked embarrassed and said to the old monk: "Look again, look again------"
The old monk laughed out loud.
(PS: As soon as I woke up, I saw my cousin’s 20,000 reward. I see my cousin every day!) (To be continued)