It's not fair at all that you insult me once and then apologize to me.
You insult me once, and I insult you once. That seems fair.
What Teacher Fang Huohuo values most is fairness.
Song Ge got up from the ground, stared at Fang Yan fiercely, and said, "You want to play with me?"
"Isn't your entertainment industry too dark?" Fang Yan said unhappily. "How dare you make such an impolite request to me in public?"
Fang Yan looked at Xia Tian with a strange look, as if to say, "Your social circle is really messy."
Xia Tian looked at Song Ge and said, "Teacher Song, are you sure about the selection?"
"No problem." Song Ge dared to be ruthless to Fang Yan, but he didn't dare to say a harsh word to Xia Tian. He and Fang Yan had no subordinate relationship. Fang Yan was a school teacher and would not have any influence on his life. If he said a harsh word to Xia Tian, Xia Tian would only be angry for a while. However, if Xia Tian said a harsh word to him, he would be unlucky for the rest of his life, and he might end his career early.
"Then be more attentive." Xia Tian said. "Let go of some unnecessary prejudices, and you will find that Teacher Fang Yan is a very easy person to get along with."
"I will." Song Ge gritted his teeth and said, thinking, is this guy really an easy-going person? He went through so much trouble just to give you a slap in the face - how can such a petty person be called easy to get along with
Song Ge walked up to Fang Yan, took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "Teacher Fang, please give me your guidance."
"You're welcome." Fang Yan held Song Ge's hand and said, "I don't understand the language of the camera, so I'd like to trouble Director Song to make me look as handsome as possible-----"
"Teacher Fang is an idol to begin with."
"Director Song, thank you for the compliment --- hahaha, I'm quite popular among students in school-----"
"------" Xia Tian and many staff members who were watching nearby were all frowning.
After some discussion, Song Ge explained some shooting details again, and the MV shooting officially began.
This shoot was mainly divided into two parts. One part was Fang Yan doing Tai Chi alone, showing the rigidity of Tai Chi. The other part was Xia Tian and two beautiful girls, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, wearing black Tai Chi uniforms, performing the flexibility of Tai Chi.
Two different scenes, maybe even two different time and space. Fang Yan in white clothes with snow fluttering, represents an ancient Tai Chi boy. Xia Tian and Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin practicing Tai Chi will keep switching, but they represent modern Tai Chi.
Then, the four began to merge with each other, combining strength and softness. Fang Yan stood on the edge of the cliff, the leader. Xia Tian, Jiang Qin, and Yuan Lin followed behind him, doing the same movements. The movements were neat and unified, and the scene was beautiful.
Because it was already late when the crew went up the mountain, they first shot some shots of Fang Yan doing Tai Chi on the edge of the cliff in the mountain breeze and white fog. Then, using the same scene, Xia Tian took Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin up to do a round of Tai Chi.
Xia Tian already had a good foundation in Tai Chi, but it was not effective in actual combat, and was only for strengthening the body. Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were still unfamiliar with Tai Chi, but they just thought Fang Yan's performance was handsome and good-looking. Fang Yan gave them some simple training in the past two days, and they only needed to follow Xia Tian or Fang Yan and imitate him.
Simply put, they are just two pretty girls in the MV. All people need to think they are good-looking is fine.
At night, the crew settled in Xixia Hotel, the only quasi-five-star hotel on Xixia Mountain. The last time Fang Yan took students to the mountain to spend the night, he did not take them to stay in such a hotel.
Some students have strong self-esteem, and he has to protect it carefully.
After dinner, Fang Yan and Xia Tian drank tea and chatted in the Tingfeng Teahouse in the hotel.
Xixia Hotel is built on the mountain, and Tingfeng Teahouse is on the edge of the cliff.
Sitting in the teahouse and drinking tea, you can see the dark canyon. In autumn, the red maple leaves in the valley are refreshing and stunning. But in winter, when there are no stars or moon in the sky, you can only hear the whistling wind. This is how the Tingfeng Teahouse got its name.
Fang Yan was busy heating a cup of tea. The golden Pu'er tea soup was very appetizing. He said, "Do you want to replace Song Ge?"
Xia Tian's eyes stayed on Fang Yan's hand that was brewing tea. He thought Fang Yan's posture was beautiful and skillful. She liked Chinese culture and drinking tea, but no matter how expensive the teahouse or how famous the tea artist was, the tea soup always lacked a certain flavor.
Fairy taste.
Yes, it tastes like heaven.
Keep your mind pure and desire few, neither hasty nor slow. Do not flatter or please others, stick to your original mind and keep it clear and pure.
This is the taste of heaven.
Unfortunately, few people can do it.
"Song Ge and I have known each other for ten years, and I entrusted all my music videos to him. At that time, he was just a very talented young man." Xia Tian explained in a soft voice. "Later, his fame grew, and his nature changed. Now he is the type of person I dislike the most. If I don't stand up and speak for you, he will insist on replacing you and use his own people-----"
Xia Tian looked at Fang Yan and said, "I can tolerate people around me making some small mistakes in life, but I will never allow them to point fingers at my work. This is my work."
"He wanted to try to control you, so he used me as an experiment. But you slapped him back." Fang Yan said with a smile. "That slap was pretty fierce."
"I don't slap people." Xia Tian said. "If he still doesn't know how to restrain himself, then chop off his hands and feet."
"Isn't this too overbearing?" Fang Yan's eyes widened. In his mind, a picture emerged: Xia Tian, with disheveled hair, chopped off Song Ge's hands and feet with a kitchen knife, and then stood there laughing, letting Song Ge lie on the ground and struggle and scream -
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Tian said angrily. "I mean to cut off his career path. I can make him do whatever he wants, but I can also make him unable to move an inch."
"Why does this sound like something a gangster said?"
Xia Tian sighed softly and said, "You don't know the darkness and filth of the entertainment industry----"
Fang Yan asked worriedly, "Will Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin be okay?"
"If they can't resist the temptation, there's nothing I can do. But if anyone wants to hurt them, I will cut off his hands and feet - this time I'll really cut them off," Xia Tian said in a stern voice.
"Those two little girls are really lucky. They have a big backer like you." Fang Yan said with a smile.
"I am not their backer, I am their sister and friend. I want to take them to do something together." Xia Tian said. "Women can also change the world. Or change the world's perception of us. I have always believed in this."
"I firmly believe that," Fang Yan said. A woman's greatest ideal is to promote Chinese culture to the whole world, rather than watching other people's culture invade her. Fang Yan thinks such a woman is as great as he is.
Fang Yan raised his teacup and said, "Here's to you."
"for what?"
"For our noble sentiments." Fang Yan said.
Xia Tian laughed so hard that he gasped for breath and said, "Fang Yan, I am very happy every time I chat with you."
"Then you can't like me. There are too many people who like me." Fang Yan said. "When there are so many people, I don't know how to choose. Who made me a Libra?"
"It's a bit too many. I won't join in the fun." Xia Tian said meaningfully.
Fang Yan laughed dryly and said nothing. Some things are better left unsaid.
Xia Tian looked at the antique and cultural decorations in the teahouse and said, "The owner of the teahouse must be a very elegant person. He didn't call it the Stargazing Teahouse or the Maple Viewing Teahouse, but he called it the Wind Listening Teahouse. In his mind, even listening to the wind is a romantic thing. So stargazing and maple viewing are naturally not inferior to it. From the low place, you can see the rolling clouds and mist, and from the wet place, you can see the thunder in the sky. This person is very harmonious with people's hearts."
Fang Yan nodded and said, "He just has a serious nouveau riche mentality. Is it necessary to fill the whole house with so many valuable woods and antiques? It's as if he's afraid that others don't know that he's rich."
"Sir, you are absolutely right. It is we who have fallen into cliché." A middle-aged Taoist priest came over with an incense burner and smiled.
He walked to the table occupied by Fang Yan and Xia Tian, stopped, put the incense burner on the table, and said, "As a distinguished guest, I would like to give you a burner of incense. Please don't delay."
Fang Yan took a whiff and found it was authentic Dragon Birthday Incense. It was of higher quality than the Dragon Birthday Incense he had collected, and the smell was purer.
Fang Yan stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest warily and said, "Who are you? Why did you give us tree incense? Did you poison the incense?"
"Meeting by chance is also fate. Don't you believe in fate, sir?"
"Do you think I'm an idiot? You give someone the Dragon Birthday Incense worth tens of thousands of dollars just because you met them by chance? Why don't you give it to the two fat guys in the corner? Why don't you give it to the couple at the 30-degree angle? Why do you give it to us?"
"I have a connection with Mr.----"
Fang Yan interrupted the Taoist priest and pointed at Xia Tian and said, "You don't want to pick her up, do you?"
"I am a monk and I don't like women."
"So you want us to buy your amulet?" Fang Yan was furious. "Every time I walk down the street, I'll meet monks and Taoist priests wearing monk robes who ask me to buy amulets, saying that they know we're meant to be together -- only fools would believe that. Tell me, how much does your amulet cost? Since you're giving us the incense, we're willing to be fooled by you once. But I'll make it clear in advance that I won't pay more than a hundred yuan."
The Taoist's facial muscles twitched and his body swayed, looking like he was about to fall. (To be continued)