Translated by fairishalie
Edited by vrethalya
Lan Ruo comforted Li Ming with a few words, and Li Ming complained with Lan Ruo: “I want to remind you, why don’t you stay at home and become the Lan Family’s Lady. Why are you here, serving tea and water for those people? Look at his attitude towards you just now. Secretary Lan, do you need me to remind you about your position?’ that’s it!” He imitated Zhou Yunqing’s look while saying it.
Li Ming felt amused by Lan Ruo. “I can learn a lot from him!” Of course, she could also learn these things in Lan Clan. But more importantly, she wanted to be closer to Zhou Yunqing. She loved him, even if he only regarded her as a subordinate, except for business, there was no connection between the two. Then, it was all the more necessary to stay with him and continue to maintain this weak connection.
“Well, don’t talk about these useless things, get back to work!” Lan Ruo pushed Li Ming out of the conference room.
Orange Sky Building, Ren Qiao went to meet Ming Yuan, but the front desk stopped her and said, “Sorry, Ma’am. If you don’t have an appointment, you can’t meet Manager Ming,”
Ren Qiao wore a long and baggy dress, covered up her exquisite figure. Her hair loosely tucked behind her head, and a few strands of hair hanging down mischievously. This dress indeed restrained her beauty. But when others saw her, they will only think that she was a good-looking housewife.
“Then I’ll wait for him here.” Ren Qiao said carelessly.
When she insisted, the receptionist had to say, “All right then, I’ll give a call and ask them, so you don’t need to wait too long.”
Before the phone was dialed, Ming Yuan came out from the elevator. He was dressed in a sky-blue plaid suit, light and bright, and looked as if he was a few years younger.
Ren Qiao called “Ming Yuan.”
Ming Yuan followed the sound and hardly recognized it was Tang Shu at first glance. In his impression, Tang Shu was a beautiful woman who should live in a house made of white marble with the brightest gems and wear the most beautiful clothes in the world. But she was wearing the same dress as the market lady. Although she was less bloated, more lazy and leisurely, she still can not hide the price of that dress that won’t exceed 100 yuan.
It was at this moment that Ming Yuan believed her — after finished the filming, she’ll go back to Jiang City to buy a house, go on a blind date, get married, and have children. She did not think that she was any prettier than others, so she should have a relatively extraordinary life even if she had been discovered by a famous ghost director in the circle, or pursued by men whose worth easily exceed a hundred million.
Ren Qiao smiled at him as if the spring breeze had brushed his face: “I always trouble you to deliver food for the crew, to return the favor, please try my cooking.”
Ming Yuan gladly agreed, “Do you want to eat together?”
Ren Qiao’s cooking was home-cooked dishes, braised eggplant, sweet and sour spare ribs, fried wax gourd, the taste was sparse and ordinary.
Ming Yuan ate cleanly, and Ren Qiao looked at him: “Does it remind you of your mother’s cooking?”
“I’ve never seen her cook.” His mother was once a popular actress in the circle, lived a delicate life and never touched oil fumes.
Ten years ago, unfortunately, she died of cancer.
Ren Qiao cleaned up the dishes. Ming Yuan hugged her from behind and buried his face on her back. Through the thin fabric, he can vaguely feel the smoothness of her skin. He put his hands around her belly and said in a coquettish way, “Move in with me.”
He imagined the future with her: “Actually everything was good, but the role of the Devil of The Night is too sinister. The first impression of the starring debut is crucial. It’ll be tough for you to take other routes in the future, the road will be too narrow. Why don’t you come to Orange Sky Entertainment, I’ll pay the liquidated damages for you, tailor-made a movie for you, and promise to make you a hit. Don’t make me sad with the words ‘kept an actress’ again. I love you and want to marry you. Is there anything wrong with planning a smoother acting path for my future wife?”
Ming Yuan exhaled the heat, kept his head on Ren Qiao’s back. Her body sensitive, so her face began to blush. She looked more beautiful and compelling, but her heart was as calm as water.
Ming Yuan finally revealed his fox’s tail. Otherwise, she would have been a little overwhelmed by being such a concubine!
Breaking open Ming Yuan’s hands, Ren Qiao whispered, “Let me think about it. Director Ji was very kind to me, after all.”
Where she couldn’t see, Ming Yu smiled, and he knew it wasn’t hard to take her down. With his background, handsome face, willing to spend a lot of money on her, gentle and considerate, whether she wants a thousand gold treasure or a lover, he could satisfy her. She came out from a small city, how could she resist it?
As for the shooting process, Ren Qiao’s acting these days was entirely out of state. There were a lot of newcomers lately, and Ji Wuwei didn’t bother to teach them, but Ren Qiao’s problems were different from theirs.
Ren Qiao was born as an actress with excellent understanding and acting like what he expected. Now that she had encountered an obstacle, she couldn’t imagine the scene filmed on the green screen. For example, in this scene, they were going to shoot the scene of the ‘Pool of the Casted Swords.’
Heaven’s sword was left with an ancient power. It was said that even when it was sealed, it still allowed people to train all the way to reach the potential of the Gods. Before the great energy could flood out, they threw the heaven’s sword into the pool to cast the sword away. The pool of the Casted Sword was mentioned as a pool, but in actuality, it was a whole mountain. A mountain that acted as a pool that refines the sword, such might can only be held by ancient people who live in the myth.
The Pool of the Casted Sword on the mountain, filled with tens of millions of swords inserted there. When looking down from the sky, it was formed as if its a round pool.
Each sword had drunk the blood of the immortal spirit that had been killed turned into a form of essence. Under this intense suffocation, a hundred miles around the sky was shrouded in black, and no daylight can pierce through it.
(a hundred miles around the sky was shrouded in black, and no daylight can pierce through it means a world without justice)
After every ten swords inserted into it, The pool of swords will open. No matter what it was, as long as it is close to the blood painted-pool of swords, it will lose its spiritual power, and humans are no exceptions. Here, everyone had a chance to be their master as long as they could pass the test of the sword.
With its spiritual and physical prowess being sealed, the Devil of the Night, Xue Xiu and the others are heading to the Pool of the Casted Swords to retrieve the Heaven’s Sword.
Due to Xie Xiu’s friends who were proficient in Qimen’s art of evading armor, the array of swords in which had been controlled by the power of the ancients had been weakened, bringing them close in retrieving Heaven’s Sword.
As they grew closer, so did the flame of rivalry between them. Each one of them wanted to retrieve it for themselves. Hence, war broke loose between the Devil of the Night and Xue Xiu. The thousand years of painstaking efforts by the fairy practitioners have been easily relinquished.
According to the script arrangement, the first battle would be recorded on the green screen, followed by a recording within a stage that has been built by the team. Those two recordings would eventually be combined after the special effect has been added. But who would’ve guessed that the stage set for the Pool of the Casted Sword was really expensive, and budget-wise, recreating them over and over would be impossible.
Ren Qiao could never imagine casting a pool of swords. Ji Wuwei had to keep shouting “cut” to remind her, “Pay attention to your posture. You’ve already encountered the sword when you walk like this.”
“No, now you are mortal, and the swords around you are the obstacles. You have to avoid them.”
“The sword pool is alternating hot and cold, and the climate is so extreme that you have to imagine yourself trembling with cold in an ice cellar.”
The progress of the shoot was severely slowed down, and the scene was not completed for several days. Ren Qiao apologized abruptly, Ji Wuwei rubbed his slopping eyebrow: “This is not good, you need to get a better feel about the scene of the pool of sword. If there was a physical reference, you might be able to improve your acting.”
The assistant warned, “Director Ji, we don’t have the arrangement for it. It’s not in accord with the schedule that has been planned by Xing Can.”
“Are you a director, because as far as I know, I’m the one in charge. If I said, take us into the set, then do it! Tsk-tsk, it is said to be the most beautiful scenery in history, precisely in the one to one scale models, the exact duplicate of the Mountain of Immortal’s Pool of Swords brought into reality. Just watching that analog video isn’t enough for me. I’ve always wanted to experience it in real-life! “
Because of Ji Wuwei’s sudden request, Xing Can Media had to hold a meeting of senior executives. Wu Wenjing did not agree: “At present, there are still many scenes under construction, and if people are allowed to go in, the construction will inevitably be affected. Is it necessary to slow down the progress of the whole project because of Tang Shu?”
In one sentence, Ji Wuwei was so angry that he stared at him: “What great Xing Can! Your scene construction has not been completed, but you people told the external media that I’m the one who delayed the shooting, and you guys put the blame on my slow casting? I already took the blame for so long!”
“Can we control the media? What would be written by them, how can I anticipate it?”
“Wu Wenjing, that kind of statement can only be used to deceive a kid, do you think you can use it to dodge me? Without your instruction, how can all the media write the same things?”
The two quarreled bitterly, and Dong Junyang suddenly said, “Sister Wenjing, I remember in the report you’ve shown us at the beginning of the year, it was said that the pool of swords had been finished right? If I remember correctly, the pool of swords was the first batch of the projects that have been started. Why not let them have a look?”
Wu Wenjing squinted slightly and looked in his direction, “Dong Junyang?”
Dong Junyang was Xing Can Media’s gold medal agent. Through his hand, he brought out a lot of excellent artists, and all of them were famous. Qin Yiran was the best example, but he isn’t the only one. It can be said that the influence of Dong Junyang within Xing Can is comparable to a prime minister on the ancient court. More than 70% of the subjects who were officials in Korea were his students.
What made Wu Wenjing confused was how could Dong Junyang suddenly speak for Ji Wuwei? Dong Junyang and her worked together for Xing Can, and the two usually have a good personal relationship, whether public or private, he should stand on her side.
Dong Junyang’s words were reasonable, and there was no way to refute it, so Wu Wenjing had to give in: “Well, I’m not going to mess up the whole shooting plan for Tang Shu until we have a shooting schedule for the sword pool’s scene. Since director Ji and Junyang all spoke for her, I allowed her to enter the sword pool set ahead of time under my observation.”
If, after the field experience, she still is incapable of completing the green screen shooting, I can doubt the professionalism of Director Ji. Your actress was useless, and I don’t mind replacing her for you!”
Hearing the news from Dong Junyang, Ren Qiao’s eyes seems to be smiling brightly.
On the other side, Wu Wenjing made a phone call in a flustered tone: “What are we going to do? Ji Wuwei and Dong Junyang are working together to put pressure on me, and they’re going into the set!”
On the phone, the voice of the young man came in a calm and authoritative tone, “Don’t be afraid, my side has also come to close the net, temporarily stabilize them, and make a fight for the last time.”
Translated by fairishalie
Edited by vrethalya
Lan Ruo comforted Li Ming with a few words, and Li Ming complained with Lan Ruo: “I want to remind you, why don’t you stay at home and become the Lan Family’s Lady. Why are you here, serving tea and water for those people? Look at his attitude towards you just now. Secretary Lan, do you need me to remind you about your position?’ that’s it!” He imitated Zhou Yunqing’s look while saying it.
Li Ming felt amused by Lan Ruo. “I can learn a lot from him!” Of course, she could also learn these things in Lan Clan. But more importantly, she wanted to be closer to Zhou Yunqing. She loved him, even if he only regarded her as a subordinate, except for business, there was no connection between the two. Then, it was all the more necessary to stay with him and continue to maintain this weak connection.
“Well, don’t talk about these useless things, get back to work!” Lan Ruo pushed Li Ming out of the conference room.
Orange Sky Building, Ren Qiao went to meet Ming Yuan, but the front desk stopped her and said, “Sorry, Ma’am. If you don’t have an appointment, you can’t meet Manager Ming,”
Ren Qiao wore a long and baggy dress, covered up her exquisite figure. Her hair loosely tucked behind her head, and a few strands of hair hanging down mischievously. This dress indeed restrained her beauty. But when others saw her, they will only think that she was a good-looking housewife.
“Then I’ll wait for him here.” Ren Qiao said carelessly.
When she insisted, the receptionist had to say, “All right then, I’ll give a call and ask them, so you don’t need to wait too long.”
Before the phone was dialed, Ming Yuan came out from the elevator. He was dressed in a sky-blue plaid suit, light and bright, and looked as if he was a few years younger.
Ren Qiao called “Ming Yuan.”
Ming Yuan followed the sound and hardly recognized it was Tang Shu at first glance. In his impression, Tang Shu was a beautiful woman who should live in a house made of white marble with the brightest gems and wear the most beautiful clothes in the world. But she was wearing the same dress as the market lady. Although she was less bloated, more lazy and leisurely, she still can not hide the price of that dress that won’t exceed 100 yuan.
It was at this moment that Ming Yuan believed her — after finished the filming, she’ll go back to Jiang City to buy a house, go on a blind date, get married, and have children. She did not think that she was any prettier than others, so she should have a relatively extraordinary life even if she had been discovered by a famous ghost director in the circle, or pursued by men whose worth easily exceed a hundred million.
Ren Qiao smiled at him as if the spring breeze had brushed his face: “I always trouble you to deliver food for the crew, to return the favor, please try my cooking.”
Ming Yuan gladly agreed, “Do you want to eat together?”
Ren Qiao’s cooking was home-cooked dishes, braised eggplant, sweet and sour spare ribs, fried wax gourd, the taste was sparse and ordinary.
Ming Yuan ate cleanly, and Ren Qiao looked at him: “Does it remind you of your mother’s cooking?”
“I’ve never seen her cook.” His mother was once a popular actress in the circle, lived a delicate life and never touched oil fumes.
Ten years ago, unfortunately, she died of cancer.
Ren Qiao cleaned up the dishes. Ming Yuan hugged her from behind and buried his face on her back. Through the thin fabric, he can vaguely feel the smoothness of her skin. He put his hands around her belly and said in a coquettish way, “Move in with me.”
He imagined the future with her: “Actually everything was good, but the role of the Devil of The Night is too sinister. The first impression of the starring debut is crucial. It’ll be tough for you to take other routes in the future, the road will be too narrow. Why don’t you come to Orange Sky Entertainment, I’ll pay the liquidated damages for you, tailor-made a movie for you, and promise to make you a hit. Don’t make me sad with the words ‘kept an actress’ again. I love you and want to marry you. Is there anything wrong with planning a smoother acting path for my future wife?”
Ming Yuan exhaled the heat, kept his head on Ren Qiao’s back. Her body sensitive, so her face began to blush. She looked more beautiful and compelling, but her heart was as calm as water.
Ming Yuan finally revealed his fox’s tail. Otherwise, she would have been a little overwhelmed by being such a concubine!
Breaking open Ming Yuan’s hands, Ren Qiao whispered, “Let me think about it. Director Ji was very kind to me, after all.”
Where she couldn’t see, Ming Yu smiled, and he knew it wasn’t hard to take her down. With his background, handsome face, willing to spend a lot of money on her, gentle and considerate, whether she wants a thousand gold treasure or a lover, he could satisfy her. She came out from a small city, how could she resist it?
As for the shooting process, Ren Qiao’s acting these days was entirely out of state. There were a lot of newcomers lately, and Ji Wuwei didn’t bother to teach them, but Ren Qiao’s problems were different from theirs.
Ren Qiao was born as an actress with excellent understanding and acting like what he expected. Now that she had encountered an obstacle, she couldn’t imagine the scene filmed on the green screen. For example, in this scene, they were going to shoot the scene of the ‘Pool of the Casted Swords.’
Heaven’s sword was left with an ancient power. It was said that even when it was sealed, it still allowed people to train all the way to reach the potential of the Gods. Before the great energy could flood out, they threw the heaven’s sword into the pool to cast the sword away. The pool of the Casted Sword was mentioned as a pool, but in actuality, it was a whole mountain. A mountain that acted as a pool that refines the sword, such might can only be held by ancient people who live in the myth.
The Pool of the Casted Sword on the mountain, filled with tens of millions of swords inserted there. When looking down from the sky, it was formed as if its a round pool.
Each sword had drunk the blood of the immortal spirit that had been killed turned into a form of essence. Under this intense suffocation, a hundred miles around the sky was shrouded in black, and no daylight can pierce through it.
(a hundred miles around the sky was shrouded in black, and no daylight can pierce through it means a world without justice)
After every ten swords inserted into it, The pool of swords will open. No matter what it was, as long as it is close to the blood painted-pool of swords, it will lose its spiritual power, and humans are no exceptions. Here, everyone had a chance to be their master as long as they could pass the test of the sword.
With its spiritual and physical prowess being sealed, the Devil of the Night, Xue Xiu and the others are heading to the Pool of the Casted Swords to retrieve the Heaven’s Sword.
Due to Xie Xiu’s friends who were proficient in Qimen’s art of evading armor, the array of swords in which had been controlled by the power of the ancients had been weakened, bringing them close in retrieving Heaven’s Sword.
As they grew closer, so did the flame of rivalry between them. Each one of them wanted to retrieve it for themselves. Hence, war broke loose between the Devil of the Night and Xue Xiu. The thousand years of painstaking efforts by the fairy practitioners have been easily relinquished.
According to the script arrangement, the first battle would be recorded on the green screen, followed by a recording within a stage that has been built by the team. Those two recordings would eventually be combined after the special effect has been added. But who would’ve guessed that the stage set for the Pool of the Casted Sword was really expensive, and budget-wise, recreating them over and over would be impossible.
Ren Qiao could never imagine casting a pool of swords. Ji Wuwei had to keep shouting “cut” to remind her, “Pay attention to your posture. You’ve already encountered the sword when you walk like this.”
“No, now you are mortal, and the swords around you are the obstacles. You have to avoid them.”
“The sword pool is alternating hot and cold, and the climate is so extreme that you have to imagine yourself trembling with cold in an ice cellar.”
The progress of the shoot was severely slowed down, and the scene was not completed for several days. Ren Qiao apologized abruptly, Ji Wuwei rubbed his slopping eyebrow: “This is not good, you need to get a better feel about the scene of the pool of sword. If there was a physical reference, you might be able to improve your acting.”
The assistant warned, “Director Ji, we don’t have the arrangement for it. It’s not in accord with the schedule that has been planned by Xing Can.”
“Are you a director, because as far as I know, I’m the one in charge. If I said, take us into the set, then do it! Tsk-tsk, it is said to be the most beautiful scenery in history, precisely in the one to one scale models, the exact duplicate of the Mountain of Immortal’s Pool of Swords brought into reality. Just watching that analog video isn’t enough for me. I’ve always wanted to experience it in real-life! “
Because of Ji Wuwei’s sudden request, Xing Can Media had to hold a meeting of senior executives. Wu Wenjing did not agree: “At present, there are still many scenes under construction, and if people are allowed to go in, the construction will inevitably be affected. Is it necessary to slow down the progress of the whole project because of Tang Shu?”
In one sentence, Ji Wuwei was so angry that he stared at him: “What great Xing Can! Your scene construction has not been completed, but you people told the external media that I’m the one who delayed the shooting, and you guys put the blame on my slow casting? I already took the blame for so long!”
“Can we control the media? What would be written by them, how can I anticipate it?”
“Wu Wenjing, that kind of statement can only be used to deceive a kid, do you think you can use it to dodge me? Without your instruction, how can all the media write the same things?”
The two quarreled bitterly, and Dong Junyang suddenly said, “Sister Wenjing, I remember in the report you’ve shown us at the beginning of the year, it was said that the pool of swords had been finished right? If I remember correctly, the pool of swords was the first batch of the projects that have been started. Why not let them have a look?”
Wu Wenjing squinted slightly and looked in his direction, “Dong Junyang?”
Dong Junyang was Xing Can Media’s gold medal agent. Through his hand, he brought out a lot of excellent artists, and all of them were famous. Qin Yiran was the best example, but he isn’t the only one. It can be said that the influence of Dong Junyang within Xing Can is comparable to a prime minister on the ancient court. More than 70% of the subjects who were officials in Korea were his students.
What made Wu Wenjing confused was how could Dong Junyang suddenly speak for Ji Wuwei? Dong Junyang and her worked together for Xing Can, and the two usually have a good personal relationship, whether public or private, he should stand on her side.
Dong Junyang’s words were reasonable, and there was no way to refute it, so Wu Wenjing had to give in: “Well, I’m not going to mess up the whole shooting plan for Tang Shu until we have a shooting schedule for the sword pool’s scene. Since director Ji and Junyang all spoke for her, I allowed her to enter the sword pool set ahead of time under my observation.”
If, after the field experience, she still is incapable of completing the green screen shooting, I can doubt the professionalism of Director Ji. Your actress was useless, and I don’t mind replacing her for you!”
Hearing the news from Dong Junyang, Ren Qiao’s eyes seems to be smiling brightly.
On the other side, Wu Wenjing made a phone call in a flustered tone: “What are we going to do? Ji Wuwei and Dong Junyang are working together to put pressure on me, and they’re going into the set!”
On the phone, the voice of the young man came in a calm and authoritative tone, “Don’t be afraid, my side has also come to close the net, temporarily stabilize them, and make a fight for the last time.”
