Senior Superstar

Although Rongdian is a town at the administrative level, as the first batch of national film and television industry experimental zones in this time and space, it has grown to a large scale after more than ten years of development.

People in the industry call it Chinese Hollywood.

As a 5A-level film and television city, Rongdian has 14 large-scale themed scenic spots and film and television shooting bases, which can be used by hundreds of crews to shoot at the same time-how big is it?

The Jinbei car wobbled for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the crew's shooting location.

It was only half past six, and most of the crew had already arrived and started preparations. In the midst of the busy schedule, Brother Shuo, the head of the group, unloaded a car full of people with a depressed expression on his face.

He pointed to the open space next to the prop group where there were debris piled up, and asked Li Shixin and others to wait.

He himself took the list and walked up to the assistant director who was arranging the shooting plan.

The name of the assistant director is Guan Lan, he is quite young, in his early thirties. Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he is very polite.

Seeing Zhang Shuo, the group performer, walking over with a cigarette in his mouth and looking depressed, Guan Lanqi said: "Da Shuo, what's the matter, his face is almost drooping. Could it be that the group performer has a problem? Let me tell you, there is no real drama today, and the director didn't come to fight against the big beam. If you lose the chain for me, you don't even want to do the work of our crew in the future!"

Zhang Shuo, a local snake in Rongdian, relies on the stewards of this group of crew for his food.

The directors and assistant directors all have their own circles, which group leader chooses the group performer to use Shun, and which group leader is fooling around, just talking about it during the chat can basically determine the harvest of a group leader like him.

He can't afford to blame.

I took out a box of Furong Wang, which I don’t usually smoke from my pocket, and is specially used for filial piety, and gave Guan Lan a bottle. Zhang Shuo said with a bitter face: “Guan Dao, I dare not delay you even if I have eight guts.” I have found all the extras you gave me yesterday, so you can use them without worry. If there is any problem, you will slap me!"

"Then why are you crying?" Guan Lan scolded with a smile.

"Hi!" Zhang Shuo waved his hand, "I met a strange one today. Damn it, I've seen a lot of people extorting money on the street. But it's the first time I've met someone who wants to play! Look, it's the old man over there."

After telling the whole story about Li Shixin just now, Zhang Shuo sighed, "Guan Dao, I've got nothing to do with it. How about you come to the rescue and arrange a role for this old man to fool him. Tell him to finish the filming quickly. Hurry up and go."

After listening to Zhang Shuo's words, Guan Lan choked his throat with a breath of smoke.

Coughing violently for a while, tears came out before he waved his hands, "Oh my God, I've been filming for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've heard of it. But the old man is so old, and this Perseverance is also rare. Let’s do it, I’ll see and arrange it for him in a while.”

"Then thank you, supervisor."

...

Li Shixin sat on an empty equipment box, watching the prop masters and costume masters busy.

Before time travel, he had also filmed a few web dramas, but at that time he was a traffic star with more than 200,000 zombie fans and traffic stars. Basically, it's the kind of people who enter the crew to make a few poses for the camera, say a few sand sculpture lines and call it a day.

He really didn't pay attention to the work of costumes and props.

Looking at the World War I weapons, military uniforms of the Qing army and the military uniforms of the Eight-Power Allied Forces that the prop master had picked up, he had a general idea of ​​the drama called "Forbidden at the End of the Road".

It's not like the flintlock muskets used by the Eight-Power Allied Forces when they entered Beijing in his time-space fast food scene.

According to a memory about the Museum of Literature and History in his mind, Li Shixin recognized Lin Mington's roller gun, the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau's imitation Kuaili gun, the German Mauser and the Austrian M1888 straight-pull gun.

Cooperating with those uniforms that fully conform to his impression and historical common sense, it shows the excellence of the show in terms of uniforms.

For a drama, if you put your heart into persuading the Tao, you can basically be sure that it wasn't just a waste of money from capital.

It's just that there is nothing perfect in the world, and Li Shixin shook his head after he fixed his eyes on a jade ruyi in the prop master's hand.

The prop master saw him keep looking towards him, put down his work, and happened to see him shaking his head.

A man on crutches came to the crew, and he seemed to be an extra performer, which is strange.

What's even more strange is that this old man seems a little dissatisfied with his job?

"Old man, what's the matter, what can I teach you?"

Li Shixin looked back and smiled: "No, it's just that the props you made look like that. Take a closer look."

"What does it mean to look like that?" The prop master was not happy, "The costumes and props of our crew have all been guided by experts in literature and history. Take a look at the dramas of the Republic of China in the past ten years, and talk about historical restoration At the same time, we said "The Forbidden City" is the second, no one dares to say that he is the first, I am not afraid to tell you!"

Oh Yo?

Yo young lad.

So confident?

Seeing the arrogance on the prop master's face, Li Shixin patted the dust on the gray jacket and decided to educate.

He pointed to the props in the prop master's hand, and asked, "You are so wishful...what's the situation?"

"Hey, isn't this about today's scene where the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing, the emperor and the queen mother ran away, and the allied forces robbed them! There will be a scene in a while, which is about a foreign soldier wrapping a bag of treasures in a coat. This one fell out. The Russian soldier's coat was full of things worth tens of thousands of gold. Among them, Yu Ruyi, which was snatched from the palace, fell to the ground and was quenched, and the soldier kicked it into the ditch. It just makes people feel distressed, what about the old man, do you see how realistic we are?"

"..." Looking at the gold Ruyi in the prop master's hand again, Li Shixin smiled: "This thing could not have appeared in the Forbidden City at the critical moment when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, let alone be dropped by Russian soldiers."

"How do you say that?" Several other props and costumes put down their work one after another when they saw that the big brother of the props group was fighting with an old man.

Li Shixin got up, took the Ruyi and weighed it.

Not to mention, it's quite heavy to start with.

It's not a plastic imitation, it should be carved out of low-grade stone, and then a very beautiful layer of paint has been done on the outside.

It's really hard work.

Just in the wrong direction.

"Young man, do you know what this thing is called?"

Faced with this question, the prop master was taken aback, "Yu Ruyi!"

Li Shixin shook his head, and threw Yu Ruyi back casually:

"The full name of this thing is Liyan Ningxiang Sheep Fat Jade Ruyi. It was a plaything in the palace during the Qianlong period. Guangxu succeeded the two empresses Ci'an and Cixi to govern. Then it was said to be a sudden death, and he was buried in Dingling with great glory. There is this thing in the funeral.

When did Ci'an die? 1881. When did the Eight-Power Allied Forces enter Beijing? 1900. You said, how could this thing buried in the soil appear in the Forbidden City at that time? "

When a group of prop masters heard this, their eyes widened and their eyes narrowed.

They all know about Cixi, but Ci'an...not too familiar.

"Wait a minute!" After a while, a prop master responded, "Grandpa, you said that this thing was buried in the ground in 1881, so how do you know it?"

"That will have to be said later."

Li Shixin narrowed his eyes and sorted out his memory;

"After the small RB surrendered in 1945, civil wars raged. At that time, who would care about guarding the tomb? So a small group of bad guys blatantly stole the Qing Tomb. Except for the Xiaoling Tomb, all other tombs were robbed. Here, This includes the Dingling Tomb where Ci’an was buried. In the 1960s, the government successively recovered some relics buried with the Qing Tomb. Among them, this piece of mutton fat jade Ruyi with smoke and fragrance is included.”

"Tsk!" The prop masters smacked their lips after hearing this, "Is it true? It's like a script. Old man, how do you know?"

"I heard what someone said." Li Shixin pursed his lips and laughed.

"Hi!" Hearing what he said, several prop masters stomped their feet, "It sounds like the real thing, I dare you to hear it from hearsay! Which big fool did you hear it from!"

Li Shixin touched the stubble on his face, lost in memory.

"When I was in the 14th and 15th, my father worked in the document management in the capital. There was a colleague in the cultural and historical museum next door to him who had nothing to do every day, and no one was willing to chat with him except me. That person told me."

"Oh?" When the prop masters heard that the source of the news was from the Museum of Literature and History, they couldn't help asking: "Which one is from the Museum of Literature and History? If you don't work every day, you're probably a half-hearted person, right?"

"Well... You said that this person is really half-assed when it comes to literature and history. But when it comes to cultural relics, especially cultural relics from the Qing Dynasty, he is definitely an expert."

"Who? The expert? What's his name?"

"Puyi."

"..."

Fuck!

Several prop masters grinned.

This Nima,

There is no basis for rebuttal.

I have stubble!

A group of people were stupefied, Li Shixin smiled and said: "At that time, this wisp of smoky mutton fat jade Ruyi was authenticated by him."

drop.

In the eyes of a group of prop masters looking at the old monster.

In Li Shixin's mind, a whisper sounded.

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