Whether celebrities are dedicated or not, this matter, this topic can be said to be common on the Internet.
Wang Yifan is telling the truth, there is indeed this news, and the key problem is that there are not many such news.
"Do you think that not being late or leaving early is not dedication?" Liu Xin asked.
Then Chen Dahua on the side laughed.
"Why is Dahua laughing?" Liu Xin asked.
"Because the question itself is funny. Sorry, I'm not talking about the host, but simply think this question is funny." Chen Dahua shook his head and said.
"First of all, ordinary people work in a company or work on a construction site. If you are late and leave early, you will have to deduct money. Not being late and leaving early is the most basic quality. How can they become dedicated?"
"The whole crew, no one is late and leaves early. Why does no one say that they are dedicated? So, this question is really funny. If not being late or leaving early is regarded as the standard of professionalism, then our entertainment industry rarely fails. A dedicated person."
"And if I can't even do it on time, I won't cooperate with such a person." Chen Dahua said.
"Where is Xian'er? Do you think you are considered dedicated to filming in the rain?" Liu Xin asked Dong Xianer again.
"One thing I think is normal, such as that scene. If I don’t want to film, what should I do? Didn’t the film stop? Then what kind of actor am I? I think it’s normal work. It’s not too much demand, I’m sick, it’s because I’m not in good health and my acting is not good enough, so I keep reshooting, and I’ve been shooting in the rain for so long.
Dong Xian'er said calmly.
For this show, Wang Yifan and the others came up to promote the movie, so of course it is impossible to keep talking about this topic.
Soon, Liu Xin moved the topic to this movie.
"Director Wang is a director of the music department. Songs come first and then movies come out. Does this "Luoyang Galan Rain" also have a song of the same name?" Liu Xin asked curiously.
"There is indeed a song, but it does not have a different name." Wang Yifan said with a smile.
"Oh? What is the name of the song?" Liu Xin asked.
""Fireworks are easy to cold"!"
Although Wang Yifan sang this song very early, it was not released. At the beginning, Wang Yifan also sent it out with feelings, but later he figured out that it was an oolong, so naturally he didn't mention it again.
"Then the movie is the story behind the song?" Liu Xin asked.
"Yes, this song was actually written very early." Wang Yifan nodded and admitted.
"Then why is the movie called "Luoyang Jialan Rain" instead of "Fireworks"? Is there any relationship between the two?" Liu Xin asked.
"Because the story behind the song "Fireworks Easily Cold" took place in a place called Jialan Temple in Luoyang." Wang Yifan answered with a panacea.
"Okay, I believe that the viewers in front of the TV, and the fans and friends have long wanted to listen to it soon, then let us listen to the new creation of "Firework Easy to Cold" by Wang Yifan! Let's experience this together The story behind the song!"
Like Wang Yifan's previous movies, the MV of this song is actually a trailer for the movie.
In the distant shot, it was an ancient Xiongcheng. The camera zoomed in and gave a close-up of the gate of this Xiongcheng. The two characters "Luoyang" were written on the upper floor of the Xiongcheng gate!
The camera passes through the city gate and enters the city. The city is full of flowers, full of voices, and endless cries.
Finally fell in front of an ancient building.
A young girl's voice sounded: "I heard that the Jialan Temple outside Luoyang city is full of incense. The monks in the temple are not only martial arts, but also effective in asking for visas. Why go up the mountain to ask for a marriage?"
Then appeared on the screen again a distant shot, a temple stands tall in the smoky mountains.
Afterwards, the camera zoomed in and went to the plaque of the temple, saying "Galan Temple!"
On the screen, the girl was climbing in the morning to ask for a visa. At this time, the monks were doing morning exercises and performing martial arts in front of the temple. A monk in a robe.
"Female donor, please wait for the fragrance."
When the youth host saw the girl, her face was solemn and her hands folded, but the girl was staring at him. At this moment, the picture seemed to freeze, and the sound of music sounded:
"The bustling sound escapes into the empty door
Broke the world
The dream is cold, and there are a few books of love debts, such as you acquiesce, waiting for life and death, waiting for the annual ring after circle..."
The girl suddenly said to the youth host: "Master, you look so beautiful!"
The youth presided over the ceremony with hands together!
"Futu Tower
Broken several floors
Whose soul is broken..."
"Pain goes straight
A residual lamp
The collapsed mountain gate..."
The dust in front of the Buddha statue swept over and over again, and the chanting paused and returned...
The music continued, and suddenly after a pause, the music suddenly stopped.
The story of the girl and the host seems to have changed.
"Grandmaster……"
"Ok?"
That day, the girl's red dress was like a fire, and she was like a peach blossom.
"I'm going to get married."
"..."
Somehow, the Buddha beads scattered all over the place.
"Amitabha."
If there is a sound of Buddha's horn, the picture is a slow motion of the scattered beads, one, two, three, black, round, pattering, and the chorus that rises like a step. :
"Rain
Old hometown with deep vegetation
I heard you are always alone
The mottled city gate is entwined with the roots of the old trees, and the stone slab reverberates again
The old hometown has been raining and the vegetation is deep. I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city, and the sound of herding flute on the outskirts of the city falls in that wild village. We are the one who took root in the fate..."
The lens changed suddenly, from the warm scene of the girl and the master before it to an extremely tragic scene.
The sound of horse hooves, the flames of war filled with smoke.
At the gate of the city, the army assembled. The most conspicuous thing is that the monks of the Garan Temple in the army, under the leadership of the youth, took up the simple sword!
Many people bid farewell to Luoyang at the gate of the city, among them the girl.
But she has changed her outfit!
The bright red and bright ladies' clothes are beautiful and beautiful!
"Grandmaster!"
The woman stepped forward and asked softly: "Master, is the monk who killed someone still a monk?"
"Naturally not."
He hesitated for a long time and gave the answer.
The woman smiled and said every word, "Okay, I'll wait for you to triumph."
The music melody suddenly revived: "Thousands of years later, who is still waiting for the deep love of the world, and how can the Qing History not be true to the Wei Shu Luoyang City, if you are following, passing through the previous life, following the red dust and following me, wandering for a lifetime..."
The delicate and beautiful woman danced at the mottled gate of the city in the rain.
The camera changes, the two armies are fighting, and people keep falling.
The same is true for the monks of the Garan Temple. The youth host, the ring knife in his hand has a gap, and there is stubble on his smooth head!
