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Chapter 66 Audition Invitation

"Is Miss Yan also interested in history?"

Yun Zhixia's voice was very gentle, which matched her temperament very well.

How should she answer, saying that she is not a lover of history, but a creator of history?
Yan Fuguang shook his head and said, "It's just curiosity."

After all, not everyone can witness other people excavating their own graves.

Thinking of this, Yan Fuguang suddenly wanted to laugh, it sounded really perverted.

"Oh? Are you curious about the empress?"

"Empress..." Yan Fuguang nodded after thinking about it.

After she died, who succeeded her, and who presided over her funeral?General Xiangyi, or Zaizhi Wenzhong?

Yan Fuguang's thoughts drifted a little far away, but Yun Zhixia became more and more fascinated by watching it.

The word fascinated may not be appropriate, but Yan Fuguang's aura at that moment just now was too complicated. Yun Zhixia boasted that he was used to seeing big scenes, but he still couldn't hold back his desire to explore.

Even though she is so young, it makes people feel that she is sometimes bleak and dignified, sometimes unrestrained, sometimes sharp, and sometimes kind...

Such a complex and changeable temperament.It actually came from a little girl I met for the first time!
Yun Zhixia even wants to turn on the computer and start working now. This little girl seems to have magical powers. From just now to now, several pages of the script have been written in her mind. She even dares to guarantee that a few scenes will definitely become classics when they are filmed. .

"More than 3000 years is too long. If the site of the Eastern Wei Dynasty hadn't been discovered, much of the history during that time would be like guessing riddles. Even the life of the empress could not be determined."

Yun Zhixia put a lot of thought into this script and researched all the historical materials he could find, but the image of the empress was still vague.

Her creative habit is to first construct the characters in her mind, and then continue to enrich the storyline. She tried to use the gold leaf mask as the basis for her imagination, so she sincerely hoped that the emperor's tomb could prove the mask's ownership.

Yan Fuguang is not a very curious person, but it's rare for someone to talk to her about the past thousands of years ago, which feels a bit strange.

"Why did you choose the history of the Eastern Wei Dynasty? 3000 years ago was just a barbaric era. Wouldn't the visual tension be enough?"

Unexpectedly, Yun Zhixia smiled confidently: "Maybe it's because the visual tension is enough to shoot all over, and there is no challenge? And the first female monarch in history is very mysterious, isn't it?"

The corners of Yan Fuguang's mouth curled up, but it's not mysterious at all, after all, I'm sitting right in front of you.

"A young girl has to take on the responsibility of thousands of soldiers. In the barbaric era of lack of food and clothing, her life is not dreamy."

Yan Fuguang thought of those ten years of bloody storms, she was just a mortal and not a god, she was hurt and hurt, the piercing arrow at the end, and the howling wind when she fell off the cliff, this is the real life of the Empress.

Yun Zhixia was stunned, and just wanted to ask how you knew, but looking at Yan Fuguang who was so close, the feeling from before came back again, the image in her mind overlapped inexplicably with the girl in front of her, from blurred to clear.

She suddenly had an idea.

"Miss Yan, I..."

buzzing...

The sudden vibration of the phone interrupted Yun Zhixia's words.

"Excuse me." Yun Zhixia got up and motioned for himself to answer the phone first.

Yan Fuguang smiled and let her do whatever she wanted.

The coffee here is not very palatable, Yan Fuguang only took a sip before putting it down, flipping through the guidebook of the museum, looking for what else is worth seeing.

It didn't take long for Yun Zhixia to come back, with a solemn and expectant expression on his expression.

"Miss Yan, may I ask, have you ever had any acting experience?"

Yan Fuguang was taken aback for a moment, this question was unexpected to her.

She has sung before, but she has never acted, but Mo Yun's acting teacher will be available in October.

Yan Fuguang shook her head, after all, she had never learned modern drama performance.

Hearing this, Yun knew that Xia felt a little pity, but he still decided to stick to his own ideas.

"If this play is finished, I would like to invite you to try it out."

This proposal can no longer be said to be impulsive. If others heard that Yun Zhixia personally invited a newcomer with no experience to audition, the entire industry would probably not believe it.

But Yun Zhixia has her own judgment. Acting skills can be learned and adjusted, but spiritual energy cannot. Yan Fuguang can make her recognize at a glance, more because her own temperament fits well with the role she imagined.

It can even be said that after seeing Yan Fuguang, the character portrait in her mind was further perfected. This feeling is very metaphysical, and she herself was surprised.

But Yan Fuguang's reaction was very calm, and Yun Zhixia didn't know whether she couldn't recognize her identity at all, or it was just her personality.

"It doesn't matter if I haven't acted before?"

Yun Zhixia is a person who has no regrets after making up her mind. She said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Of course, it would be best if you can find a professional teacher to train you. You still need to know the most basic things."

In fact, Yun Zhixia really wanted to make Yan Fuguang play the empress straight away, but it was too important to be so abrupt, so if she was given a chance to audition, it would depend on whether she could grasp it.

This sudden trust surprised Yan Fuguang. Although the other party didn't say it clearly, the invited character was the same as the Empress.

Is it a bit of a joke, who is this guy?

Yun Zhixia seemed very busy, before she could say a word, her cell phone rang again.

While she was out to answer the phone, Yan Fuguang took a picture of his business card and sent it to Mo Yun, asking her if she knew Yun Zhixia who claimed to be a screenwriter.

Mo Yun replied quickly, bluntly saying that this is a well-known gold medal screenwriter in the industry, and even wanted to call to ask questions.

It had been 10 minutes since Yun Zhixia came back, and she had something to do in the studio, so she couldn't continue chatting with Yan Fuguang.

"Miss Yan, my invitation will always be reserved for you, and I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate."

Yun Zhixia is indeed very sincere, but the production team is not her only word, and the quality of the work must be guaranteed. Yan Fuguang must at least meet a certain standard before she can have the confidence to convince others.

However, she believes that if Yan Fuguang's manager knows the news, he will definitely pay attention to it. After all, the word Yun Zhixia means super high ratings.

Yan Fuguang got up to send her off: "Thank you, I hope so."

After Yun Zhixia left, Mo Yun finally had a chance to get through the phone.

"Why did you receive Yun Zhixia's business card when you went to Sichuan Province? Did you meet her in person?"

As far as she knew, Yun Zhixia was not an easy-talking person, and there were countless small stars who came to join in the fun, but except for those artists who had cooperated with each other and recognized each other, she had never seen anyone talk to her.

No matter how optimistic Mo Yun was about Yan Fuguang, she couldn't make up a story about Yun Zhixia falling in love with Yan Fuguang at first sight, so Yan Fuguang sent her a business card, which confused her.

(End of this chapter)