Chapter 43 Soul Movement In the next two days, the crew quickly finished filming the remaining horse battle scenes, including the final scene of Daxia Yun and Prince Zhu flying away to the far end of the world, and all the grassland scenes were completed.
Finally, we were no longer afraid of those war horses giving up, and everyone in the crew breathed a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere on the prairie was peaceful and joyful.
After returning to Beijing, the producer was about to settle the payment, and everyone was in a good mood.
The aroma of milk tea wafted from the iron pot.
The old herdsman grandmother walked out of the yurt and hugged a bunch of radish noodles and jujube cakes.
Everyone followed and ate the jujube cakes.
Eunuch Cen and Daxia Yun were still eye-catching in the crowd.
Some people are born with a star aura, so it is no wonder that they can become popular.
If they are mixed in the horse formation, they can tell at a glance which one is a "corner" and which one is an extra.
As if Pei Yan hadn't done enough, he added some extra drama to himself.
He used a long pair of large bamboo chopsticks to pick up a piece of jujube cake, and then smiled and brought the bamboo chopsticks over for Zhuang Xiao to eat.
This piece of cake.
There was a pair of chopsticks about one meter long between the two of them.
Zhuang Xiao looked at Pei Yan as if he were looking at a psycho.
This lunatic still acts like a monster in front of him.
Zhuang Xiao opened his mouth and bit away the piece of jujube cake.
Then, Zhuang Xiao picked up the long weapon he had just used in the filming.
It looked like a knife and a gun.
I don't know who designed it.
He used the tip of the knife to scoop up a piece of jujube cake and swayed it to Pei Shaoxia.
Come on People around were watching the show and laughing.
All the seemingly intimate actions between the two people were covered up under the layer of gossip news about "Zhuang Pei c".
In short, they have become a pair recognized by movie fans and audiences.
Outsiders can't tell the truth from the fake, so they dare to show off publicly on the set.
Zhuang Xiao held the tip of the knife very steady, and Pei Yan opened his mouth unceremoniously, took the piece of cake from the tip of the knife, and then wolfed it all down.
That night, it was a carnival night before the crew returned to Beijing.
The bloody sun reflected the stars on the grassland, and there was a buzz of people.
The logistics team actually got some plump lambs, as well as smoked fish and chicken delivered in tinfoil packages.
It is said that Pei Yan paid for it this time and spent the money from the red envelope.
The production director hugged Sa Risheng and said many nice words, saying that the lamb was specially prepared for Xiao Sa and the martial arts masters, and you could cook it whatever you wanted.
Sa Risheng said, let’s all eat roasted whole lamb together.
The young prince slaughtered the sheep himself.
The Mongolian knife pierced the sheep's neck, and blood spattered everywhere.
Pei Yan, who was watching from the side, subconsciously stepped back and touched his own neck in fear.
The whole crew was lucky enough to have a very authentic roasted whole lamb meal today, which is the main dish used by locals to entertain distinguished guests.
Sa Risheng and the others dug a shallow hole in the ground, piled firewood and started a fire.
The fire should be strong but without smoke, and then the dressed little sheep should be stuffed into the pit.
The lamb is marinated with salt, cumin, pepper and herbs, wrapped in tin foil, placed in a pit and roasted with fruit wood for three or four hours.
When it was officially served, the aroma was everywhere and it was extremely delicious.
The roasted whole lamb was served on a large wooden plate, along with a white hada and a Mongolian long knife.
A group of people were frightened by the knife, and they didn't dare to take off their chopsticks to grab the meat because of the aroma.
Uncle Pei's eyes glowed with wolf-like green light, and a pair of chopsticks reached out to the sheep's back impatiently.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Sa: What's wrong, who are you trying to chop?
Sarisheng sat cross-legged in front of the roasted whole lamb, took the knife and wiped it, and then used the knife that had slaughtered the sheep and drained the blood to cut the lamb.
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All the gourmets enjoyed the meal that night.
It was so delicious that they ate three lambs in total.
Pei Yan and Zhuang Xiao both ate a lot.
Pei Yan was also a drinker, drinking beer, liquor and kumiss together, drinking like crazy with the director and producer, and never getting drunk after a thousand glasses of wine.
After Zhuang Xiao rested for two days, his waist felt much better.
He sat cross-legged on the grass and ate meat.
Wearing a thin shirt, sweating all over after eating and drinking tea, the collar was slightly open, the trousers were stretched on the thighs, very stylish, and underneath were a pair of long riding boots.
The braid hangs naturally on the shoulders, the side profile is decorated with the luster of the sunset, and the background curtain is the magnificent scenery of the sunset river.
This outfit had a strong smell of meat.
Pei Yan stood by and stared at it, feeling intoxicated without even drinking.
The production director first opened his mouth to greet Zhuang Xiao and said, "A Xiao, come and have a drink.
I'd like to toast you."
Zhuang Xiao served a bowl of milk tea without drinking alcohol.
"I sincerely respect you," the production director said.
"To be honest, we didn't expect to be able to hire you before we started filming.
We didn't expect you to come, and we are honored.
This team is the one that I worked the hardest on, and the one I worked on the most.
The film produced by the crew who had the most fun will definitely turn out very well.
Your performance is great.
Needless to say, we are all celebrating in advance.
Here’s to you.”
The production director would like to do it first.
Zhuang Xiao still didn't drink at this emotional moment, and seemed unsociable.
Pei Yan very generously took the toasted wine from Zhuang Xiao and drank it all in one gulp.
The director also raised a glass to Mr.
Zhuang from a distance, and drank half the glass of white wine.
He was very excited, and his eyes were red after drinking.
Pei Yan once again took the half-glass glass of white wine that someone handed to Zhuang Xiao and drank it happily.
Who says he can't take care of people?
Men have their own way of taking care of people.
He will also love others.
Since Zhuang Xiao couldn't drink, he would block them all for the other party, and he would drink from both of them.
The crew toasted each other in turn, it was not just a matter of one drink or two.
When the third wave of wine arrived in front of Zhuang Xiao's door, Zhuang Xiao held down Pei Yan's extended hand and pushed his fingers away from the rim of the cup: "Stop drinking, you've drank too much."
The wine has been handed over.
You can't push it back again and again.
Someone has to drink it.
Zhuang Xiao picked up half a glass of white wine, thanked everyone on the crew for their care, and then drank it.
"Eh" Pei Yan subconsciously wanted to stop him.
The white wine on the grassland is spicy and refreshing, with a nose-splitting spiciness.
Zhuang Xiao's eyes immediately burned when he took the first sip of wine, and his mouth was full of spicy food.
He didn't appreciate the taste, so he just drank it "gu dong gu dong", it was like force-fed medicine.
At that moment, the pores all over the body were hot, the hairs were brittle, and the heat exploded in the heart and lungs.
There was a "boom" in the head, and the acupuncture points on the scalp bulged, stirring up the viscous liquid in the blood vessels.
"This wine is very strong and has a high alcohol content.
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Don't drink it like this."
Pei Yan reminded him in a low voice.
Zhuang Xiao wiped his mouth and drank, so what?
He did drink a little too hard and was totally inexperienced in drinking.
It is also infected by the surrounding emotions, or in other words, by someone's enthusiasm.
During the banquet, he kept glancing at Mr.
Pei and watching Pei Yan drink.
When Pei Yan raised her head to drink, her Adam's apple kept sliding, and a slight strangulation mark was exposed on her neck.
Hot sweat broke out between her collarbones, and there was also a layer of sweat on the bluish scalp behind her ears.
She was very lively and sexy.
Zhuang Xiao lowered his eyes and kept looking away.
He was constantly and uncontrollably attracted to Mr.
Pei, who was chatting and laughing with a leg of lamb in his mouth, and stared at him.
I have never, ever felt the desire to be close to a man.
It's physical, that intense carnal desire.
The alcohol content must be too high, my head is starting to feel dizzy.
Everyone was well fed.
A bonfire was lit in the shallow pit where the lamb was being roasted.
Sparks soared into the sky, flying enchantingly in the air.
The light reflected on the face, and the heat burned people's hearts, as if a fire was ignited in their hearts.
"It's delicious.
Our Sa Baobao's cooking is really good."
Someone said.
"Of course, this is their standard equipment.
Horseback riding and archery, making yogurt, roasting sheep, and maybe dancing.
You must have all four skills, otherwise you will not be able to find a wife on the grassland."
Someone continued.
I don’t know who made up the statement whether there are these four standard features.
I don't know why, but the topic of dancing came up.
After eating, I was really going to cause some trouble.
Someone winked and wanted Xiao Sa to dance and perform a prairie style dance, but they were afraid of making others unhappy and did not dare to make loud noises.
Sarisheng sat cross-legged in front of the fire, silently wiping the machete that had cut the meat.
Then someone suggested that Brother Xing Rong come and sing a song.
Xing Rong was actually at the table the whole time, consciously sitting far away from the roasted whole lamb, or in other words, far away from Sarisheng.
In this way, the photos will not show them in the same frame, and they will not be photographed together.
Everyone was drunk, applauding and making noises.
Xing Rong couldn't refuse, maybe he wanted to apologize, stood up, smiled and said, let's dance for everyone.
Xing Rong wore light makeup, with a hint of golden brown smoke at the end of her delicate eyes, and her hair was dyed a fashionable silver fox color.
She looked very handsome in the firelight, and she danced to a soo that was a staple of his own concert.
The characters look handsome, the singing voices are clear, the dance rhythms are cheerful, and the eyes flicker when you look back, in short, it is quite interesting to watch.
Xing Rong's assistant quietly raised the camera and took some photos of Brother Xing's handsome figure dancing on the grassland under the light of the fire.
This time, I learned my lesson.
I definitely didn’t dare to let Xing Rong and Sa Risheng share the same frame, nor did I share the same frame with Zhuang Xiao.
The photo was taken of Xing Rong herself dancing with a smile on her face in the crowd’s firelight.
Pei Yan was bored and occasionally glanced at Zhuang Xiao.
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Zhuang Xiao's eyes were slightly divergent, his pupils were filled with stars, and he didn't know who he was looking at.
Pei Yan felt sad again.
He had already guessed what topics he would see when he woke up tomorrow morning, and it was nothing more than "The Long Zhan Tianguan crew finished filming on location in Inner Mongolia, and the Rong Gongzi studio showed their condolences and generous dances to young people" and the like.
Everyone cheered and applauded, Xing Rong clasped his hands together, bowed in all directions, thanked the crew obediently for taking care of him, and then left the show.
Immediately, Pei Yan jumped up from the grass, waved his hands and went up to the fire: "I'll give you a section."
No one coaxed him to act in the show.
Everyone felt that Pei Shaoxia was a real star.
He didn't know how to sing or dance.
Pei Yan turned around and stared at Zhuang Xiao.
Zhuang Xiao also stared at him, raising his eyebrows slightly, not knowing why.
Pei Yan smiled, you have never seen it before, who can dance?
He took off his down jacket and threw it on the ground in the distance, causing sporadic whistles.
Then, he continued to take it off, his shoulders shook, and he took off the long-sleeved shirt from above his head, and threw it again, just at Zhuang Xiao's feet.
There were whistles and cheers, and someone yelled at him, "Keep taking off your clothes."
Pei Yan smiled wildly on her lips and took off her clothes, leaving only a close-fitting white vest, camouflage trousers and boots.
Zhuang Xiao has already seen that the little guy is competitive and pushy.
Mr.
Pei tilted his head slightly, his eyes slid across Mr.
Zhuang's face, and then he moved his shoulders, hands, and legs.
He suddenly leaned back in the firelight, then suddenly pulled up with waist strength, hardened back, and then did the splits. , leaned back and rolled on the spot, then turned over and jumped up neatly.
Everyone was dumbfounded and surprised.
After a few seconds, they suddenly burst into cheers.
Pei Yan danced like a black-style street dance.
Her eyes are very evil, her figure is very attractive, her white vest is dripping with sweat, and her chest and abdominal muscles are outlined underneath.
Only Uncle Pei can dance this dance, which requires basic skills, boy's skills.
Zhuang Xiao also has this basic skill, but his waist is not good enough.
After all, Pei Yan is young and can do a lot of things, and his waist strength is really easy to use.
Pei Yan kept looking at Zhuang Xiao, touching his abdominal muscles and then his thighs with his hands.
The dance steps are very dazzling, and the movements are very handsome.
The long legs "swipe" to the ground and then flip 540 degrees in the air.
It is vaguely like the "Oolong Column" in Drunken Master's moves.
This action was performed by him and Zhuang Xiao when they acted opposite each other.
Zhuang Xiao sat motionless, his eyes looking straight at the lines of Pei Yan's body.
Those lines were inlaid with wonderful firelight, which formed a dazzling light in his eyes.
His Adam's apple kept sliding, his shirt was quietly wet on his chest, the alcohol evaporated from his pores arrogantly, and his whole body felt warm.
Pei Yan's hand deliberately slid over his crotch, pinched it, and made an extremely obscene and coquettish crotch-shaking motion.
It was intentional.
Someone was whistling wildly.
Possessed.
Zhuang Xiao picked up a glass of liquid in front of him and drank it in one gulp, feeling thirsty.
After drinking it, I realized that what I drank was a glass of kumiss, which had a fishy smell and was also wine.
Fire burned in the pit.
Flames burned in the air where their eyes met.
The flame burned in the hearts of two people.
A handsome somersault, and finally one-hand support, ending the dance with a difficult mid-air stop-motion.
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So awesome.
The director took the lead and shouted "encore, encore" and "do you want one more".
Pei Shaoxia dusted off the dirt on his hands and smiled proudly.
There is no encore.
This is the first appetizer.
As for the "hard dish" at the end, Mr.
Zhuang is left to enjoy it alone.
Pei Yan discovered that there were at least three empty wine glasses in front of Zhuang Xiao.
Zhuang Xiao's eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes watery, and he lay lazily on his side on the grass, leaning on one elbow.
Someone seemed to be provoking trouble and asked Sa Risheng: "Which one of them dances well?
Rong Rong dances pretty well?"
Sa Risheng used the tip of his knife to pull at the charcoal, stirring up a cluster of sparks.
He lowered his eyelids and said nothing.
"Sir Zhuang, Rong Rong dances well," someone else asked.
"Not bad."
Zhuang Xiao nodded.
"Yan Bao'er is also very handsome.
He can't even flip other people's hands, but he can do it.
He's awesome," someone else said.
"Do I dance well?
Who dances well?"
Pei Yan squinted his eyes and asked Zhuang Xiao provocatively.
"You're awesome, you dance much better than him."
Zhuang Xiao stared at him without missing a beat.
"" People around him didn't expect Zhuang Daxia to make such a straightforward comment, so they laughed dryly a few times.
Xing Rong lowered his head in the distance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help trembling, so as not to expose himself to embarrassment and grievance.
He also knew that Pei Yan was just trying to challenge him.
When he danced, Pei Yan actually danced with him, just to overpower him and make him lose face.
He doesn't care about losing face anymore.
Across the dancing sparks, he peeked at Xiao Sa from a distance.
Sa Risheng sat very close to the fire, very close, the outline of his face was extremely clear, and his handsome face was reflected in orange.
Sa Risheng did not look at him from beginning to end, deliberately avoiding eye contact, and silently poked at the campfire with a long knife, or dug out a snuff bottle with a small stick.
Pei Yan himself was very sure that Zhuang Xiao was really drunk today, his face and eyes were all red.
This person is usually very good at being a good person, and he pays attention to his manners and propriety, and does not easily embarrass anyone on the spot.
The day Zhuang Xiao started talking about "nonsense and telling the truth", it was because he was drunk.
A group of drunkards staggered back to the resident hotel on foot.
"It's really hard to help you."
Pei Yan supported Zhuang Xiao.
Zhuang Xiao obviously didn't walk in a straight line, his eyes and ankles were wandering.
Xiao Sa leads the horse and goes back to the yurt to sleep.
Pei Yan took a look and said, "Let's go together.
I'm going to sleep in the yurt instead of going back to the hotel."
The production director turned back in confusion: "What are you doing?
It's cold at night.
You can go back.
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Don't let me worry about you."
"Don't go back."
Pei Yan waved his hand, "There are paparazzi everywhere at the entrance of the scenic spot and in the hotel lobby.
You go back, we are hiding."
It's not cold at all in the yurt, because people's hearts are warm and their skin is scalding hot.
The aphrodisiac mare's milk and mutton make the blood surge in this yurt, which can't be suppressed.
Pei Yan kept stretching his hands under Zhuang Xiao's blanket.
Later, he simply grabbed Zhuang Xiao's right hand, pulled it under his blanket, and pushed Zhuang Xiao's hand onto his crotch.
He couldn't stand it anymore, the goat's blood and kumiss roared in his veins.
He was lying down and suppressing it as much as possible.
The gun was already stiff.
When he stood up, it was like riding a jack, which could lift him up on the spot.
Something was bound to happen this night.
It was a cold night in Saishang, and occasionally there were dogs barking, horses neighing, and even a few faint howls of wolves.
The barking of dogs became louder and louder, as if they were the sounds of the big dogs kept in the stables of the herdsmen.
The old herdsman got up from his bed and babbled that he had to watch the horses to avoid being attacked by wolves.
Sarisheng stood up and took the long knife and shotgun from the corner of the yurt: "I'll go out and take a look."
"There are so many people here, there won't be any wolves, and wolves won't dare to come."
Xiao Sa said.
The two men took flashlights and carried the guy and went out to watch the horses in the dark.
The yurt was quiet, and a pair of green eyes flashed in the darkness.
There are indeed wolves here.
This "wolf" was dormant in the hot quilt of the yurt.
At this time, he opened his down jacket and military coat, jumped over a layer of blankets, squeezed into Zhuang Xiao's quilt with rough movements, and pressed on him.
Their ears were filled with deafening heavy breathing, and their heartbeats were beating like drums.
Both of them were silent, and they both knew what they were doing.
The drunkenness was just an excuse to indulge.
They couldn't wait to catch each other's mouth in their weak sight and bite each other at the first bite.
It hurts, falling into a storm of kissing and sucking, trembling with deep physical desire, each other's rough chins hurting each other's face gd1806102: