Huayu: Reborn in 97, transferring to the Central Academy of Drama's star-studded class

What story does "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" tell? It's basically a bloody incident triggered by a sword.

The legendary swordsman Li Mu Bai, wishing to retire from the martial world, entrusted his peerless sword, the "Green Destiny Sword," to Yu Xiulian, the fiancée of his deceased best friend, asking her to take it to the capital and present it to Prince Bei for his collection.

Thus, this sword introduces two characters: one is Yu Jiaolong, the daughter of the Nine Gates Admiral, a rebellious girl with unparalleled martial arts skills but bound by traditional etiquette.

The other is Yu Jiaolong's master, named Jade Fox, a notorious bandit who murdered Li Mubai's mentor and then went into hiding.

On the night the sword entered the capital, a man in black stole it. Yu Xiulian investigated and discovered that the thief was actually Yu Jiaolong, a pampered young lady from an official family. She also discovered her master, the Green-Eyed Fox.

Yu Xiulian informed Li Mubai, and the two joined forces to investigate. Li Mubai wanted to kill the Green-Eyed Fox to avenge his mentor, but Yu Jiaolong once again disguised herself as a man in black and saved the Green-Eyed Fox.

Li Mubai saw that Yu Jiaolong was not inherently bad and wanted to convert her and teach her martial virtues, but Yu Jiaolong refused and then ran away.

When Yu Jiaolong stole the sword, a mysterious person helped her escape. After Yu Jiaolong returned home, this mysterious person appeared and was none other than Luo Xiaohu, which brought up a past event.

That is, the scenes that Jiang Lai and Zhang Ziyi are currently filming.

Previously, they filmed Luo Xiaohu leading his brothers down the sand dunes. What were they going to do? Naturally, they were going to rob Yu Jiaolong's entourage on their way to the capital.

The purpose was to transport those large boxes, which contained various silks, satins, gold, silver and jade artifacts, enough for these bandits to eat and use for a long time.

The dense crowd surged toward the group of soldiers in official uniforms, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Half-day cloud is coming! Half-day cloud is coming!" the officers and soldiers shouted.

Half-Day Cloud is Luo Xiaohu's nickname.

Jiang Lai took the lead, brandishing his curved sword as he rode through the crowd. With a single swipe, several soldiers were sent flying. The bandits behind him also charged into the government troops, and the group pretended to fight each other.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Zhang Ziyi looked at the barbaric man with curiosity in her eyes, yet also with a hint of longing.

"OK, click! Let's take a break."

Li An called for a stop and discussed the footage with Jiang Zhiqiang.

Jiang Lai rode his horse to the carriage, quickly jumped off, and crawled inside.

"Give me some water, quick!" he said impatiently.

The desert sun was too scorching, with the surface temperature approaching fifty degrees Celsius. Wearing costumes and riding on horseback was no different from being in a sauna. At least you could escape the heat in the carriage.

Zhang Ziyi quickly grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Jiang Lai, who took it and gulped it down. The water that dripped down his chin flowed down his open, firm chest, making Zhang Ziyi's face flush.

"Xiao Jiang, you should watch your image. Didn't you see our Ziyi staring at you with wide eyes?" another woman in the carriage teased.

"Oh dear! Sister Yan!" Zhang Ziyi said coquettishly, feeling embarrassed.

This Sister Yan is named Haiyan, but of course she has nothing to do with the Haiyan in Song Xiaobao's drama. She played Zhang Ziyi's mother in the show. In the future, she acted in another drama, "Empresses in the Palace", playing the kind-hearted nun Jing'an.

Jiang Lai smiled awkwardly and tugged at his open clothes. It would be fine if it were just Zhang Ziyi, but there was an outsider here.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, I'll go ask the director about the script."

After saying that, he got out of the carriage. Zhang Ziyi wrinkled his nose and nudged Sister Yan, who covered her mouth and chuckled.

Jiang Lai wasn't actually going to find Li An; he just made an excuse to slip away. The costume was designed to be wide open, so there was no way to cover it up, which was indeed quite embarrassing.

He looked around and saw a foreigner wearing glasses sticking his butt out, taking pictures everywhere with a camera. He ran over there excitedly.

"Hey! LeBron!"

Jiang Lai slapped the foreigner on the shoulder, startling him. The foreigner turned around, saw it was Jiang Lai, and smiled kindly.

"Hey, Jiang, you're really naughty."

This is screenwriter James Schamus. He speaks good Chinese and has a certain understanding of Chinese culture; otherwise, he wouldn't have become the screenwriter for Li An.

After hearing from Li An that filming was about to begin, the foreigner flew all the way from the United States to join the crew. Jiang Lai was a little confused and decided to ask him about it.

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but why did you have to come to this place to suffer?"

Old Zhan blinked, then shook his head with a serious expression. "No, no, no, Jiang, I need to experience it firsthand to better understand this film and to help Western audiences understand it."

Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow. "So you understand now?"

James gazed at the vast desert, took a deep breath, and was then choked by a gust of sandstorm that made him cough.

"Cough, cough... Oh my god." He wiped his face. "This place is so much like the West of our country. Luo and Yu are just like our Western cowboy movies, with the same sandstorms, wild horses, and beautiful women."

He paused, then tentatively asked, "Do you know what a cowboy is?"

Jiang Lai nodded. "Of course, cowboy hat, revolver, we're all ready to fight the moment we meet."

Although he didn't understand what "Bang Bang is just doing it" meant, LeBron probably knew that this guy really did.

"Okay, so Luo is a Western outlaw who kidnaps a noblewoman, and then there's a passionate love affair. Wow, I think Western audiences will definitely love this part of the story."

Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow noncommittally. He had always heard people say that Li An's movie about the love between Luo Xiaohu and Yu Jiaolong was made for Western audiences, but he didn't think so.

"Come on, get ready to film!" Jiang Zhiqiang shouted from afar.

"Coming!" Jiang Lai responded, greeted Lao Zhan, and ran off.

Luo Xiaohu is a man of rules and principles, which sounds quite funny—a bandit leader who lives on the edge of a knife actually practices the code of honor among thieves.

Jiang Lai weaved through the chaotic crowd and frowned when he saw his men robbing women. He had a rule for his men: they should only rob money, not women. He immediately rushed into the crowd.

"Don't touch women!"

He raised his curved sword and used the back of the blade to strike his own brothers repeatedly, letting the women they had stolen go.

Zhang Ziyi held a jade comb in his hand and carefully examined Jiang Lai through the carriage window.

Jiang Lai rode his horse to the carriage and saw the young lady from the official family. As they looked at each other, Jiang Lai snatched the jade comb and, on a whim, winked at Zhang Ziyi.

Sitting behind the monitor, Li An shook his head and chuckled. Although he wasn't acting according to the script, he just couldn't bear to call a halt or cut anything. Whenever Jiang Lai appeared on camera, his eyes would always be drawn to him.

Li An thought about it and realized that this was probably a blessing from God, even though it meant that he was blessed with a life free from want.

The performance continued. Seeing her jade comb being stolen, Zhang Ziyi, with a tense expression, hurriedly stepped out of the carriage, leaped onto a bandit, and pulled him off his horse, causing him to tumble to the ground.

Jiang Lai was stunned. He almost blurted out "Holy crap!" This guy really wasn't afraid of getting hurt.

Seeing that the director hadn't called "cut," Jiang Lai had no choice but to continue, shouting to his brothers, "Let's go!"

Zhang Ziyi jumped onto the stolen horse, pulled a red-tasseled spear stuck in a man's body from the ground, and spurred his horse to chase after him.

On the vast desert plains, the camera, mounted on a track vehicle, sped along, its lens locked onto two figures.

One of them, dressed in a red robe, was masculine and wild, galloping on horseback like a burning wind or boiling blood.

Another figure, dressed in plain white, was ethereal and otherworldly, riding a horse and cracking a whip, like a cold, clear moon, or a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"Come on! Come on! Get your comb!"

Jiang Lai laughed mockingly, completely ignoring the beautiful figure chasing after him.

Zhang Ziyi gritted her teeth in resentment. As her horse's hooves flew, raising clouds of yellow sand, she nocked her bow, drew the string, and released it.

The arrow flew out with a "whoosh." Of course, it was a prop arrow with a plastic arrowhead, but it still hurt a lot when it hit you.

Jiang Lai experienced it firsthand. He continued to laugh and wave his curved sword, pretending to knock away the arrows, but in reality, they all hit him, though the camera couldn't capture it.

He was surprised that Zhang Ziyi's shot was quite accurate, he thought to himself.

Seeing that the bow and arrow were ineffective, Zhang Ziyi picked up a red-tasseled spear and began poking and prodding at Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai parried with ease, but suddenly decided to do something cool. He jumped off his horse, grabbed the saddle, and used the momentum of the galloping horse to leap onto the back of the horse, snatching the spear away.

Under the setting sun over the vast desert.

The two wrestled, tackled, and rolled around.

What appears to be a life-or-death struggle actually looks like a pair of mischievous little animals playing and frolicking from a distance.