Chinese Entertainment: Directors Start with the Fairy Sister

Chapter 81 Feng Xiaogang's Resentment, Beggar Version of Liu Yifei

Yinghuang Entertainment and Yanxi Films have teamed up to invest 3000 million yuan in the undercover police thriller "New World"!

After the contract was signed, Yang Shoucheng couldn't wait to officially announce the establishment of the "New World" project.

In front of the media, Yang Shoucheng confidently proclaimed the slogan—"Surpass Infernal Affairs!"

Despite the ridicule from Hong Kong circles, what makes a mainland screenwriter think he can compete with the good reputation and high box office of "Infernal Affairs"?

Classics are not so easy to surpass.

However, the Chinese entertainment industry is quite looking forward to it, with many professionals expressing great anticipation.

As a director with box office earnings exceeding 100 million yuan, coupled with Hollywood-certified box office success exceeding 100 million US dollars, Zhao Yanxi's scripts are worth looking forward to.

"My sister called to ask about the casting. Chen Daoming, who works for her, acted in the Infernal Affairs series..." Yang Siwei said on the phone.

Wang Jing's family wasn't the only one coming to gather information.

Compared to mainland Chinese films, Hong Kong films are more popular in Southeast Asia, after all, Hong Kong's entertainment industry was once very prosperous.

Acting in Hong Kong films is also a great opportunity to go abroad and become famous in Southeast Asia, so those stars and artists naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

"We won't interfere with the casting process; leave it all to Ying-Huang. If you need anything, just contact Ying-Huang directly."

Zhao Yanxi always gave the same response to those who came to her door.

"I didn't expect him to be so popular in the Hong Kong entertainment circle."

Wang Zhonglei said it, but in his heart he was still very envious.

Feng Xiaogang glanced at the news in the magazine and said dismissively, "An undercover cop movie? 'Infernal Affairs' already took it to the extreme. Can it be more exciting than 'Infernal Affairs'?"

"Whether it's exciting or not, a good movie is one that makes money."

Wang Zhonglei mentioned it briefly, but Feng Xiaogang felt quite uncomfortable hearing it.

Their own films can make money, but their influence extends beyond the Yangtze River basin, and it seems that there aren't many people who can appreciate them.

This film, "The Banquet," is his chance to transform his career and compete for awards. He's determined to win an award and shut up all those who mocked him. I, Feng Xiaogang, not only have box office success, but also awards!

"Damn Zhao Yanxi..."

The honor that one has always longed for is easily obtained by the other party... This in itself is a sin!

One day, I'll teach him a lesson!

Zhenbeibao Film and Television City.

The crew of "Painted Skin" has moved here and is about to film a series of desert scenes.

"Jun-ge, it's all up to you today. We're counting on you to catch up on the progress that Qianqian missed," Zhao Yanxi said with a smile.

Jiao Enjun had changed into a set of Han Dynasty chainmail, looking dashing and in no way inferior to the "God of Justice" of the past.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei glared at Zhao Yanxi, muttering to herself, with an expression that said, "I'll settle the score with you later."

Inside Zhenbeibao, multiple film crews are shooting simultaneously. The largest of these is the "Painted Skin" crew, along with various extras, numbering in the hundreds.

Many crew members from other film crews took advantage of their breaks to watch from a distance. After all, even within this industry, it's not easy to see A-list stars and top directors.

Zhao Yanxi sat in front of the monitor, braving the wind and sand.

"All departments are ready, let's get started! Filming is about to begin!"

Behind Jiao Enjun, dozens of local herdsmen, skilled in riding and archery, gently stroked their horses' backs, awaiting instructions.

Upon hearing Zhao Yanxi's command, they all swiftly mounted their horses and calmed their slightly restless mounts.

"Alright! Scene 1 of 'Painted Skin' at Zhenbeibao, Action!"

As soon as the clapperboard sounded, Jiao Enjun whipped his horse and charged ahead, followed closely by a guard composed of herdsmen.

Following the cavalry, two or three hundred extras dressed in leather armor formed a vast army, winding their way through the desolate Gobi Desert.

The wind and sand swirled as the army set off.

The vast desert, the lone smoke rising from the sky, the setting sun—all blended seamlessly with the dark red army.

"Raise the camera position for a panoramic view from above!"

Zhao Yanxi stared at the magnificent yet desolate scene on the monitor, her heart surging with emotion.

Fantasy films are all about creating atmosphere. He firmly believes that this scene will become an unforgettable classic in film history.

Warhorses neighed, and the battle raged fiercely.

Many of the extras in the crew were veteran actors transferred from Ningying Film Studio. They had been working in this area for more than ten years and were quite professional in playing bandits.

The props made by the prop team were also very realistic, showing corpses and bloodstains all over the ground after the army defeated the bandits.

"Click!"

"One take, excellent!"

Zhao Yanxi said with a smile, "Makeup and styling team, touch up makeup; props team, prepare props!"

The next scene will be the first encounter between Wang Sheng and Xiao Wei.

After defeating the bandits, Wang Sheng found Xiao Wei teasing them in their lair, but mistook her for a respectable woman who had been killed by the bandits.

"The most important thing in this scene is reaction!"

"A stunning reaction?" Jiao Enjun asked.

"Yes, stunning," Zhao Yanxi nodded and said, "but you are only stunning by her beauty. Right now, the only person you love is your wife. You only see her as an ordinary woman who has been abducted, and you have no other thoughts."

"However, your voice could be gentler. Although Wang Sheng is a general, he is not the kind of reckless general, but rather has the refined temperament of a scholar."

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As they were talking, Zhao Yanxi suddenly paused, staring straight ahead.

Some people were curious and followed Zhao Yanxi's gaze. They saw Liu Yifei, who had finished her makeup and styling, coming out of the tent. Her coarse cloth clothes were patched, and the cuffs were covered with dust that the props team had specially made to look old. Her black hair was slightly messy and draped over her shoulders.

Yet, it was precisely this beggar's attire that made her skin appear even more radiant. A few stray strands of hair fell beside her cheeks, adding to her fragile beauty.

The most wonderful thing was those eyes—

Even though she wasn't wearing any makeup, a faint blush naturally tinged the corners of her eyes, making her look as if she had just cried, yet incredibly lively.

"No wonder she's called 'Fairy Sister,' even in rough linen clothes, her beauty shines through," Jiao Enjun exclaimed. "Director, you made a perfect choice for 'Xiao Wei'!"

"At least the fox demon's beauty is undeniable!"

"hehe."

Zhao Yanxi smiled. The thing Liu Yifei needs least praise for is her beauty!

"Alright, now that we're ready, let's begin!"

"Zhenbeibao, Second Scene, Action!"

The moment Wang Sheng lifted the tent flap, his breath hitched almost imperceptibly. The next instant, he lifted his robe and covered the woman's bare shoulders.

Her coarse cloth clothes couldn't conceal her exquisite figure, and a section of her jade-like neck was revealed through her disheveled hair. Most striking were her eyes, like those of a frightened fawn, misty with moisture, yet the corners of her eyes naturally upturned, hinting at an eerie, almost bewitching quality.

Jiao Enjun instantly understood what the director meant by "stunning yet restrained".

"Don't be afraid."

When he spoke, his voice was even hoarser than he had expected. As he knelt down to meet her gaze, his chainmail made a soft rustling sound. He deliberately slowed down the process of removing his cloak, afraid of startling her.

When the cloak gently fell on her shoulders, Liu Yifei subconsciously shrank back, revealing half of her snow-white ankles, and the silver bells on her wrists made a very light, crisp sound.

"Click!"

Zhao Yanxi was overjoyed. After enduring the torment of June, Liu Yifei finally truly immersed herself in the role of Xiao Wei.

"This one's good! But we'll keep one. Sisi, the rhythm of your shoulder hunching was really good. Let's try another version. You can lean forward half an inch when his cape falls down—you need that feeling of feigned reluctance."

Since his performance was satisfactory, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but be a little greedy and wanted to see more of Xiao Liu's performance.

"Zhenbeibao, Scene 2, Action!"

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