The role of Su Zian has been cast for so long, and the outside world has even paid more attention to him than the male lead. It was just right to release the video at this time.

"Thank you, Director Jiang!" After getting the affirmative answer, Lin Mengmeng jumped excitedly, turned around and went to borrow a mobile phone to the young sister who was working on the crew.

The little sister just changed into a mobile phone that uses photography as a promotional point, so the photo will definitely be clearer.

"Mengmeng, you can!" Gu Xi, the little sister of Lin Mengmeng, excitedly patted Lin Mengmeng on the shoulder and took out her cell phone. "Remember to take more photos! After taking the video, take two more photos of the front faces! I'm a mobile phone that I specially changed for Brother Xingchen!"

"Don't worry!" Lin Mengmeng compared "ok", took her mobile phone and went to find an excellent shooting position. Even if she couldn't take a photo on her face, she must take out her beautiful figure.

At this time, Li Xingchen also walked out of the dressing room.

Even though they are receiving Li Xingchen's beauty critical strike every day, most people also took a breath because of Li Xingchen's appearance at this time.

Li Xingchen's appearance is very embarrassed now. His white clothes were already stained with blood. His body was covered with wounds of all sizes. His face was pale. The hair crown on his head had already fallen. His hair was very messy and he was dispersed. It was very different from the noble young man at the beginning.

It is this kind of Li Xingchen that has aroused the heartache of many people:

"Ahhhh, Brother Xingchen came to his sister's arms, it hurts no matter how much! Woohhhh!"

Gu Xi squatted aside, whimpering in a low voice, and blaming him in his heart.

What is Director Jiang doing so strictly? He actually makes the stylist so realistic!

Look at the little face of Brother Xingchen, with no blood at all! Look at the wound on Brother Xingchen, I feel sorry for her! Look at the staggering steps of Brother Xingchen, let’s not take a photo and go home!

It’s all for the cruel old man Director Jiang!

"Very good," Jiang 's cruel old man Chang An seemed not to feel the resentment from the women in the crew, but nodded with satisfaction, "We strive to pass it once, action!"

Li Xingchen entered the state in one second, and walked slightly staggering to the city tower. Even though he was covered in wounds, his back was still straight. There were many corpses of Beichen people and soldiers on the city tower. These people were all heroes who lost their lives in this battle.

He slowly turned around when he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind him. When he saw the familiar flag, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled hard. Their reinforcements arrived.

Ignoring the soldiers' concern shouts, he knew that his body could not last long, and slowly walked to a corner of the city tower, where the Qiwuqin he had always cherished was placed. Even if he traveled around, Su Zi'an did not forget to bring it with him.

But at this time, the Qiwuqin became a little broken, covered with blood, and it was impossible to tell the owner's cherishment of it once.

He sat down slowly, found a relatively clean place on his sleeve, wiped the dust on Qin's body as usual, and carefully wiped away the blood on Qin's body.

"Zheng——"

When the first sound rang on the set, Jiang Changan's body moved. It is said that outsiders and experts look at the fun, and even though Jiang Changan is not proficient in music, his art is similar.

Not to mention that Jiang Changan has made so many movies, many of which were supervised by him personally. Now, even if it is just a single sound, Jiang Changan knows that it is not simple.

I made a gesture to signal the others to be quiet.

Li Xingchen didn't know Jiang Chang'an's movements, and his fingers tweaked the strings from slow to fast, and the sound of the piano became more and more exciting as Li Xingchen's movements.

Even those who did not see Jiang Changan's gesture gradually became quiet. For a moment, only the gurgling sound of the piano was left on the set, like a forceful force of soldiers at the city, or like thousands of arrows thundering at once, exciting and magnificent, fascinating.

When the sound of the piano gradually stopped, the people on the set could not come back to their senses for a long time.

It was only then that they seemed to understand what the meaning of "the lingering sounds lingering around for three days" I learned when I was in school.

"Xingchen," After a long time, Jiang Changan gradually came back to his senses from the shock and walked to Li Xingchen with a smile, "Did you write this song yourself?"

Jiang Changan has heard many ancient songs for this drama, and he has never heard of the songs played by Li Xingchen today, so he has such a question.

"No," Li Xingchen shook his head. His zither skills were indeed good, but he could not make such a grand song. However, before Jiang Changan could express his disappointment, Li Xingchen said again, "It was written by me and my friends."

This was written by His Majesty in the year after he was with His Majesty, and Li Xingchen accompanied him to the side and wrote it with His Majesty after the war ended.

"Then, can you make the decision on this copyright?" Jiang Changan's heart, which had already died, began to beat again, and he couldn't help but rub his hands.

"Of course, don't worry about this." Li Xingchen immediately understood Jiang Changan's plan and nodded with a smile.

Let’s not talk about the little uncle who has no memory. Even if he has memory, he will not argue with him.

His Majesty, even the entire Jiangshan can give him a gift, let alone a mere music score?

Just be fine!

Jiang Changan raised a big smile on his face, but before he could speak, he heard what Li Xingchen was saying.

"I heard that you bought a painting of 100,000 yuan. Although I also drew one, I can give it to you for the salary. But this music score cannot be given in vain. I don't want it anymore, so it's 100,000 yuan." Li Xingchen's smile on his face at this time was brighter than Jiang Changan's just now.

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Except for Jiang Chang'an, everyone else in the crew was stunned by Li Xingchen's words, especially the mother fans and sister fans led by Lin Mengmeng:

Son (brother), is it appropriate to say such a philanthropic face with such a beautiful face? Ah? Is it appropriate?

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