Springtime is fleeting, and summer's heat is scorching.
Several months later, Wen Jiu's album was mostly completed, and the movie " The Prosperous Age " premiered.
Fans were eagerly anticipating the film's release; the more nervous and excited they were before its premiere, the more pitiful they felt afterward.
They were all crying their eyes out.
"Waaaaah, I'm so heartbroken! Mu Xiao, the young emperor, born in a chaotic era, died in Prosperous Age, and for the next few decades he will only live on in his memories!"
"He is forever Wen Yan, a truly wise and benevolent ruler of Prosperous Age!"
"My wife is such a great actress, and so is President Feng. Who would have thought that an outsider could deliver such a convincing performance?"
Director Zhang Guozhong and the production team, along with the original cast and crew, stood up in front of the first two rows of seats in the audience area and bowed to the fans below the stage to express their gratitude.
Everyone was about to lose their composure.
" Wen Jingyao --!!!" someone cried out, " The Prosperous Age you desired, someone has made it happen for you!"
The young man, dressed in red with black hair, stood out with his refined and elegant bearing. He picked up the microphone and chuckled, his eyes sparkling Star·Light.
"I saw it."
He said, "I have witnessed Prosperous Age and peaceful era, with calm seas and clear rivers."
The person couldn't hold back and burst into tears.
She cried so much she made a meme.
Wen Jiu for laughter, tilted her head, chuckled, and subconsciously looked at the man beside her.
Their eyes met, and both were filled with tenderness.
"Oh my god, what's with this beating?"
Zhang Guozhong couldn't bear to watch, so he had someone hand the man a pack of tissues.
"Come on, let me show you a little surprise, it's really sweet."
"My main character comes with guaranteed sweetness and after-sales service; no meal replacements available online!"
The crowd cheered again, and Zhang Guozhong, smiling broadly, invited everyone to return to their seats and watch the "Easter egg" together.
The first shot is of Wen Xiaojiu's face, swollen from crying, sitting alone on the floor drawing circles.
It was such a tiny little thing, it looked so pitiful.
Upon noticing the cameraman, he quickly raised his hand to cover his face and shouted, "Stop filming! Stop filming!"
The director's excited voice broke in. "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot right in his face!"
"Hey! Finally, it's in my hands!"
Wen Jiu's right eyelid twitched, and his fist hardened.
He tried to stand up, but Feng Chi coaxed him back down.
The scene shifts to another location.
In the scene, a young man wields a spear and battles against a group of enemies, his red clothes fluttering in the wind. Neither the wires around him nor the cameras around him can diminish his prowess.
Fans gasped in surprise, but the next second, the spear accidentally slipped from their hands and flew into the director's face, which was visible outside the camera's view.
The camera zoomed in, and everyone could clearly see that the silver spear was only a foot away from the director's front foot.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!"
Wen Jiu's sharp gaze softened as she looked at the director, scratched the back of her head, and asked anxiously, "Director, are you alright?"
"..." did not die.
The director's legs went weak; he was so scared he collapsed.
From then on, whenever Wen Jiu's action scenes were filmed, the cameraman could always find the director hidden in a turtle shell in the farthest corner.
The audience erupted in laughter.
What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!
Zhang Guozhong shifted his position in dissatisfaction and questioned the person next to him:
"Weren't you supposed to be making fun of Xiaojiu? How come you're being so shameless as to target me?"
Is this even acceptable? Huh?
The person in charge remained remarkably calm. "It was Xiao Wang who secretly edited it in, saying you're a key figure, and it wouldn't be as interesting without you."
Zhang Guozhong, having been flattered, couldn't find a reason to retaliate, so he could only let it go.
Everyone noticed that the atmosphere on set was indeed different; the scenes that made people cry buckets in the movie were incredibly sweet in the behind-the-scenes footage.
After filming the scene where the emperor establishes his empress, Wen Jiu sat on the wedding bed in a daze for a long time. Feng Chi walked over, took off his outer black robe, and discovered that he was secretly wearing a bright red inner garment underneath, which matched the young man's magnificent wedding robe.
Standing before the bed, she gently cupped the boy's face and tenderly placed a kiss upon him.
Off the field. "Holy crap!!!"
For a moment, everyone was unsure whether to nitpick this small detail in the movie or marvel at the Lasting audacity.
But that's not all that's amazing!
Viewers discovered that the more reserved and restrained Mu Xiao Wen Yan was in the movie, the more passionate and bright Feng Chi Wen Jiu was off-screen.
In the behind-the-scenes footage, Wen Jiu can cry when he wants to cry and laugh when he wants to laugh. His unrestrained and lively demeanor creates a strong sense of separation from the young emperor he becomes later in the story, but there seems to be a traceable connection between the two.
From an outsider's perspective, it seems as if the young emperor truly lived through that time and space again on set, thanks to Wen Jiu.
When he laughs, the men laugh with him;
When he cries, men will cry with him.
They openly kissed and hugged in the crowd.
No matter how much he acts up, the man will stop what he's doing and join in.
On the screen, a boy dressed in flowing white robes looked at the camera with a bright smile, cupped his hands to his mouth, and shouted, " Feng Chi-- "
The man had just finished touching up his makeup and was sitting on a stool reviewing his lines when he heard this, so he looked up.
When their eyes met, a smile naturally shone through them, "What's wrong?"
I like you so much.
Wen Jiu smiled sweetly, "I love Feng Chi the most!"
The surrounding actors and staff all stopped what they were doing and looked over with big, warm smiles.
Yu Qing chuckled helplessly, then turned to Shen Yu beside her and said, "Here we go again."
Sure enough, the next second, a white figure ran out of the room. The director exclaimed "Ouch!" and the cameraman quickly turned the camera around. Many actors picked up their scripts, looking like they couldn't bear to watch.
Feng Chi stood up, opened his arms, and steadily caught the boy running towards him.
" Wen Xiaojiu, that's enough!" Zhang Guozhong's teeth ached from watching. "I'm going to release this video and let the Perpetual Motion Machines criticize you!"
I don't care!
Wen Jiu was overjoyed, and steadily pounced on Feng Chi, grinning like a fool at the Double Jade Husbands over there.
"If you like something, just say it!" he said with a smile. "I just love Feng Chi! I love Feng Chi the most!"
This is also the sentence that Wen Jiu said most often in later interviews.
Having experienced loss, I don't want to have any regrets.
Because of the regrets of the previous life, I feel that no amount of expression is enough.
I was afraid of speaking too late or too slowly.
She was afraid she wouldn't be able to bear Feng Chi's overflowing love.
They wanted to repay the response they hadn't received in their past life, doubly so.
But at this moment, seeing herself smiling like an idiot in front of so many people, Wen Xiaojiu a little embarrassed.
Especially since there were friends he had invited later.
He glanced back at the back seat, and the fans, thinking his wife was watching them, excitedly waved and greeted him.
Unable to see, Wen Jiu didn't insist, and smiled politely and gracefully.
In the last row sat several distinguished-looking audience members, all wearing identical black masks, their cool aura resembling that of triad bosses.
One of them was also wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap.
His expression was aloof and cool, exuding an imposing aura.
But when he stood up and waved to his wife, his beautiful puppy eyes sparkled.
He slightly raised his sunglasses, turned to his older brother and sister-in-law, and said, "I feel like my wife is watching us!"