Actor: Thank you.

"Or... let Zhao Linger not die first?" Zhang Yuan stroked his chin and said in a low voice.

"What!" Director Wu Jingyuan was stunned for a few seconds, then shouted like a rooster crowing.

"You want to defy fate and change your destiny!"

It makes sense that Director Wu was so surprised.

Because in the original game, Zhao Linger died in the final battle.

In the TV series, the plot was laid out for so long, sometimes it was about fate, sometimes it was about Nuwa's descendants not having a good end, wasn't it just to "kill" Zhao Linger and finally trick the audience into crying!
What's more, our play is a tragedy in itself. Except for the male lead, all the main characters die, which can reflect the misery of Li Xiaoyao.

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Liu Qianqian on the side nudged him with her elbow.

He turned around and saw Xixi holding her chin with one hand and giving him a thumbs up with a smile.

"Hehe, I felt bad watching Ling'er die, so he proposed to change the script so that Ling'er wouldn't die."

"Sure enough, he is so nice to me."

That's what she thought.

"She wouldn't think..." Zhang Yuan saw her winking and seemed to have guessed her thoughts.

"Everyone's hearing is not good. What I said is don't die first. The key point is the word first."

"Director Wu, how about we talk about it in detail?" Zhang Yuan avoided Liu Qianqian's shining gaze and dared not look her in the eye.

The main reason is that I’m afraid she will bite people after she finds out the truth.

I pulled Wu Jingyuan over and chatted with him for a while.

"Oh, I see!" Director Wu slapped his thigh, making a loud clapping sound.

"First, let her not die, to give the audience an illusion!"

"Yes, yes, yes. This way, the plot tension will be stronger, and there will be one more twist."

"Yes, after all, the most painful thing in the world is not the lack of hope, but seeing the hope and then seeing it torn apart in front of you." Zhang Yuan said coldly.

【I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light. 】

This sentence comes from the short poem "If I Had Never Seen the Sun" by the lighthouse poet Emily Dickinson.

The plot has progressed to this point, and most of the audience have guessed that Zhao Linger is going to die. If she were to die miserably in front of the audience at this time, it would indeed be tear-jerking, but because of the psychological expectation in advance, it would not be that exciting.

And if she appears intact when everyone thinks she is about to die, it will create an effect of a happy engineering.

When everyone thought the screenwriter was kind enough to let the hero and heroine have a happy reunion, he dealt them a severe blow!

This sudden blow is the most deadly.

"Let Zhao Linger hold on to her last breath and appear in front of Xiaoyao in the most pure and lovely image, giving him hope of survival."

"If she dies in Xiaoyao's arms due to her injuries, this glimmer of hope will be completely extinguished."

"It's high, really high!" Director Wu couldn't stop praising.

"And the character's motivations and logic are reasonable. After all, Zhao Linger is Li Xiaoyao's wife. She loves him deeply and gave birth to a daughter for him."

"Of course she hopes that she can stay with Xiaoyao till the end."

"Having witnessed Lin Yueru's death, she didn't want Li Xiaoyao's last lover to leave him, leaving him all alone in this world."

Having said that, Director Wu took off his glasses and rubbed his sore nose and brows.

Even he, a director who was used to seeing life and death separations in dramas, felt that Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger were too miserable.

"If I can be infected, let alone the audience."

He cheered himself up and immediately called the assistant director to help revise the script.

Zhang Yuan returned to the rest area.

Liu Qianqian was still looking at him with a smile.

"Sissi, promise me one thing."

"what?"

"Don't hit me when the new script comes out." Zhang Yuan said seriously.

"How could I hit you? As long as Ling'er doesn't die, I'll kiss you... I can't praise you enough." Xixi said, her face turning red.

"We have an agreement. Whoever hits others is a puppy."

Soon after, the new script was handed over to several leading actors.

Liu Qianqian couldn't wait to take the two pages of script.

As he watched, his eyebrows curved with smile, and his eyes narrowed into two curved slits.

"Ling'er really appeared in front of Xiaoyao alive and kicking."

"We have to go home together and raise Li Yiru together."

"It's wonderful."

"Hey, why is Ling'er dizzy?"

"Why is it bleeding?"

"Why did you fall down?!"

Liu Qianqian's expression gradually became terrified. She kept looking down, feeling that the script in her hand was not a script but a death warrant.

Don't come over here... This is what she is thinking at the moment.

With trembling hands, he finished reading the script; tears as big as beans had already wet the thin piece of paper.

After reading it with gritted teeth, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes piercing straight at Zhang Yuan like two painted halberds.

"We agreed not to hit people." He reminded hurriedly.

"Hitting people is a puppy."

Roar...Liu Xixi's throat was filled with the sound of a husky baring its teeth.

It’s better not to change it!
At least I died quickly before, but now I have to dance for a while in front of the King of Hell before I die. It's even more painful.

Liu Qianqian was not allowed to swear in her education since she was a child.

But now, facing Zhang Yuan, she really couldn't help it.

"I, I, I fuck you!"

This was the most unpleasant thing she could say.

Zhang Yuan: "Bounce back!"

Liu Xiaoli on the side: !!!

"Xixi, stop swearing."

"Zhang Yuan, don't bounce back!" Of course, she didn't say this out loud.

They all hit me!

Good boy, we must not let Xixi play with Zhang Yuan anymore. My daughter is so angry that she is cursing in the street.

It is said that the first thing you do when you get ashore is to kill the person you love.

Zhang Yuan’s first move when changing the script is to kill the heroine.

This is for Liu Xixi...

Do you know how much psychological damage this script caused to a 16-year-old child, wuwuwu...

But there is no other way, just take the photo.

The director has agreed, so how can we not shoot it?

"Brother Xiaoyao."

"Ling'er, Ling'er, is it really you?"

Liu Qianqian is wearing the same green dress that the two characters wore when they first met, and with her sweet smile, she is as beautiful as a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

Sure enough, after going to Taiwan, she became more mature... Zhang Yuan thought that if it were before, Liu Qianqian would never be able to adjust her state so quickly.

Now, she can already distinguish between the play and reality very well.

Zhang Yuan didn't know that the trip to Taiwan made Liu Qianqian understand a truth.

No one is irreplaceable.

When she is not around, Liu Pinyan can be her stand-in and the show can still be filmed.

When she was away, Zhang Yuan had a beautiful and intimate senior sister, and he could still live his life normally.

More importantly, when she was in Taiwan, she learned a piece of news.

Father Lao An's second daughter was born.

She has a half-sister.

Even though she is gone, her father has a new baby and life goes on as usual.

So, she understood.

The only person in this world she can truly control is herself.

So, she has to be herself.

It is true that pain makes people grow.

She is smart enough, so she can understand these truths without any major disasters, just a little bit of stimulation.

Like Zhang Yuan, mother Liu Xiaoli also noticed the changes in Xixi.

She looked at Zhang Yuan again and shook her head helplessly.

Zhang Yuan held Liu Qianqian's hand and walked along a lush path with clusters of colorful wild flowers on both sides.

"What do you think, when Yiru grows up, will she look like you or me?" Li Xiaoyao's eyes were full of expectations for the future.

"Looks like you." Zhao Linger called out in a tender voice, like a young wife who had just gotten married.

"I think it would be best if her eyes were as big as yours and her nose was as high as mine..."

"Ling'er, Ling'er, what's wrong with you!"

As they walked and talked, Li Xiaoyao discovered that his wife had her eyes slightly closed, and her whole body was like a candle in the wind, as if a gust of spring breeze would blow her to the ground.

He raised his wife's right hand, which was already covered with bright red blood.

It turned out that Zhao Linger had already died from her injuries in the battle with the water monster.

She held on to her last breath and pretended to be healthy in front of Li Xiaoyao, just to accompany him on the last journey.

I can hold your hand, but I can never grow old with you.

This is the greatest sorrow in life.

"Brother Xiaoyao, take me home." Liu Qianqian's head was covered in blood, and even her temples were stained with blood, sticking wetly to her cheeks: "Take me back to Brother Xiaoyao's home."

"Ling'er, close your eyes and rest for a while." Zhang Yuan looked down, his eyes filled with tears, but he tried hard to hold them back and not let them fall.

"I want to stay with Brother Xiaoyao." Blood was flowing out of the corners of Ling'er's mouth. "All of Brother Xiaoyao's good friends are gone."

"I don't want you to be alone."

"Ling'er promised to make you happy."

Zhang Yuan picked her up. He didn't even dare to look directly at the dying Ling'er. He just walked forward blankly.

Ling'er in his arms looked at Li Xiaoyao, to whom she had promised to spend her life, with eyes full of infinite love, until... she disappeared into the darkness.

"Cut!" Director Wu touched the corner of his eye with the back of his hand and called for a stop in a trembling voice.

clap clap clap...

The staff on the scene couldn't help but applaud the two leading actors.

Many people were like Director Wu. When they saw the touching parts, they even had tears in their eyes, just like the two protagonists.

Even the tough photographers had tears in their eyes.

Liu Xiaoli, who has been through many hardships and has rich emotions and experience, was also moved by the performance of Zhang Yuan and her daughter. She kept wiping the tears from her eyes with a tissue.

"This kid is a bit bad."

“But so smart and talented!”

"After the story was changed like this, who wouldn't be confused?"

Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but praise it.

"If I were 20 years younger, I would probably be attracted to a boy like this, let alone someone of Xixi's age." Liu Xiaoli murmured in a low voice while shaking her head.

Twenty years ago, she was only in her early twenties.

What I can't stand the most are boys who are tall, handsome and talented.

In fact, Lao An also met this standard back then. He was good-looking, well-read, and could speak multiple languages.

But love cannot withstand reality after all, and family conflicts eventually destroy everything.

Especially since Lao An has a strong mother.

Everyone says that Liu Xiaoli is strong-willed. After the divorce, she changed her daughter's surname to Liu, insisting that she have the same surname as herself.

But what most people don’t know is that Liu Xixi’s father, Lao An, actually also took his mother’s surname!
She does this just as she pleases.

Think about it, what good can come out of these two strong women getting together?

Zhang Yuan put Liu Qianqian down from his arms and wanted to take her to watch the replay.

But Liu Qianqian covered her eyes with one hand while walking, and kept patting him with the other arm.

"We agreed not to hit anyone."

"You are hateful!" Sissi sobbed.

When they arrived near the director team, the two of them brought two folding stools and sat down in front of the monitor.

Watching the replay just now, Liu Qianqian carefully felt the changes in the plot, the emotions of the characters, and the twists and turns of the story.

When she was reading the script just now, she was wondering why Zhao Linger was considering Li Xiaoyao's feelings before she died, and why she was so humble.

It was not until the performance just now, when she leaned her head on Zhang Yuan's shoulder and stared at his desperate and powerless eyes, that she finally understood.

"It turns out that the one who was hurt the most was not the seriously injured Zhao Linger."

"It's Li Xiaoyao who has lost hope."

She was thinking at the time.

If I were to die like Zhao Linger, he would cry for me too.

When she thought of this, her heart melted instantly. She shed tears but with a smile on her face.

She finally understood what it meant to have mixed feelings of sadness and joy.

It is I who feel sad.

What makes me happy is knowing that someone cares about me.

"Good, great." Director Wu patted the rolled-up script in his hands.

"You two should take a break and gather your emotions. We'll take some close-up shots later."

“This play was such a success!”

[Received thanks from Wu Jingyuan, +1 for directing basics, +1 for lighting arrangement! ]

After the close-up shots were completed and the crew was leaving work, Liu Qianqian came to his side with her hands behind her back. Her face was still covered with blood plasma from the props, making it all red.

"Did it hurt just now?"

"What?" Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was talking about the few times she hit him with her hands.

Her strength is like a massage, so of course it doesn't hurt.

But he thought about it.

"It feels a little sore and swollen." He said, covering his arm.

"Let me massage it for you." Xixi stretched out her two small palms and helped him massage it.

"You've made great changes." After a long time, she raised her head and said with a smile.

"You acted well, too." After saying that, Zhang Yuan stretched out his finger and scratched her nose.

This is a little action unique to Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger in the film.

Liu Qianqian felt a chill on her nose, then she lowered her eyebrows and chuckled.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaoli, who was not far away, closed her eyes.

"It will be finished in a few days, and I won't see you anymore after it's finished..."

A few days later, as Liu Xiaoli said, "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" was officially completed.

"Congratulations!" Everyone clapped together, and several leading actors held a plastic knife together and cut a large cream cake.

Not many people eat this thing, and most people just smear it on other people's faces.

An Yixuan, Liu Pinyan, and Liu Qianqian each took a large piece of cream and chased Zhang Yuan around.

"If you come to Formosa next time, you must invite us to dinner."

After the fun, while Zhang Yuan was wiping his face, the three girls held hands and made reluctant promises.

Humans tend to develop feelings over time, whether it is love or friendship.

In the final analysis, it's just about getting used to each other's existence.

After living and eating together for several months, the three girls' eyes became red as they talked.

Of course, Zhang Yuan's eyes were also red and covered with cream.

"It turns out that it's so uncomfortable to accidentally get a foreign object into your eyes."

"It seems like I have to be more restrained next time I play with Cheng Hao."

He also said goodbye to Wang Lujiang, Peng Yuyan, Xu Jingjiang and others one by one.

Even though we are reluctant, we have to go our separate ways!
At the airport, after saying their final goodbyes, everyone headed for their respective flights.

Liu's mother and daughter went back to the imperial capital with Zhang Yuan.

"Sorry to trouble you again." Liu Xiaoli said.

After all, every time I fly with him I get a free upgrade and the treatment is really good.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Yuan sent them to the airport pickup car and was about to leave.

"Zhang Yuan!"

As soon as he turned around, a clear voice came from behind him.

"What's wrong?" He turned around and saw Liu Qianqian looking at him with a glimmer of expectation.

"do you remember?"

"what's up?"

"Nothing." Liu Qianqian's eyes darkened a little, and then she waved her hand: "I'm leaving."

After closing the door of the business car, Zhao Linger sped away.

Zhang Yuan waved his hand so that the other party could see his farewell figure in the rearview mirror.

Liu Xiaoli in the car looked at her somewhat depressed daughter, frowned slightly, and shook her head gently.

"It's good to be apart for a while."

Putting his arm away, Zhang Yuan hailed a car and returned to the Pi Tiao Hutong courtyard which now belonged to him and had truly become his asset.

When I got home, I found the door was not locked.

He was not worried at all about thieves coming to his house, and there was nothing valuable in his house.

"Brother Qian, Sister Qian, you are here!"

As expected, as soon as I entered the yard, I saw two figures.

One is very white, and the other is also very white.

"Brother, you're back!" Brother Qian was wearing black rubber shoes and holding a rubber hose, watering the flowers and plants in the yard.

After Brother Qian moved out, he didn't change the locks or ask for the spare key back.

Let the other party continue to treat this yard as his own home and keep the flowers and plants.

Otherwise, if he is often away, the house will be empty and not only will the flowers and plants wither, but it will also gradually lose its popularity.

Just yesterday, I told the couple that I would be returning home today, so they came to the yard in advance to clean the house to welcome me back.

As the saying goes: One person finds one master, and crickets are found only in saline-alkali land.

Brother Qian is a good person, and the wife he found is also a real person.

Just as he was about to go over to lend a hand, he was pushed back.

"Let's go, let's go. We are tired after just getting home. Let's take a rest."

Zhang Yuan took out a cigarette and said, "Let's take a break together."

"Okay." Brother Qian couldn't walk when he saw cigarettes, alcohol and hair salons.

"Brother Qian, I plan to go to Deyuan Society in the next two days." Zhang Yuan said slowly after lighting a cigarette for Brother Qian.

"What's wrong? The account is wrong?" Brother Qian asked, raising his eyes.

"No." He waved his hand quickly.

"I was often reported before."

"I plan to create a big scene to prevent future troubles!" (End of this chapter)