Chapter 86 How can renderings compare to real people?

Wei Ziqian, who always thought he was cheerful and outgoing, didn't open his mouth until Yan Fuguang left. He only responded with a stiff smile when Yan Fuguang greeted him.

When they walked away, he realized that his palms were all sweaty. Fortunately, no one noticed his strangeness.

When it was his turn to take pictures again, he stood there with his eyes closed and took several deep breaths before his stiff shoulders slowly relaxed.

Yan Fuguang returned to the dressing room, and the second outfit he had to change into was the dress he wore when he ascended the throne.

It was a rather complicated outfit, much more complicated than what she had actually worn.

The color is quite consistent, but the vermilion produced by modern weaving and dyeing technology is more vivid, as bright as the red sun, as if there is a fire burning in front of you.

The sleeves are trimmed with black silk thread to show a square auspicious cloud pattern, and the belt is also black. A piece of knee-covering hanging down from the middle of the belt, with imitation jade ribbons on both sides.

There were a total of five pieces from the inside to the outside. They were put on layer by layer, and then put on a purely handmade crown. The whole body weighed at least twenty kilograms.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yuanyuan was so excited that she screamed out.

As a modern person, she must have never seen a real emperor. However, when Yan Fuguang walked out from behind the curtain, this simple and unpretentious room seemed to have turned into a majestic palace in an instant. Her Majesty the Queen was facing everyone with her majesty. Come slowly.

Zhang Yuanyuan screamed, and the rest of the people couldn't help it, and praised her one sentence after another.

This is not a commercial boast!

The makeup artist and costume designer have all seen the renderings, but the renderings are not as good as the real person.

The 3D modeled portraits simply cannot match one ten thousandth of the charm of Yan Fuguang.

Perhaps because of wearing the imperial robe, Yan Fuguang's memory was dragged back to the past again, and the empress' aura returned to her unconsciously.

Mo Yun, who was very familiar with her, felt the difference immediately. At this time, Yan Fuguang seemed to be completely different.

Yan Fuguang, covered in vermilion, returned to the studio again.

She walked towards the crowd step by step.

Last time it was just quiet for a few seconds, but now, the whole world has pressed the pause button.

You can hear a pin drop in the thousands-square-meter studio, and every corner is quiet. Only the beads on Yan Fuguang's crown make a clear and crisp sound as they swing with his steps.

The scarlet figure carries the majesty and inherent nobility of a king, as if her country is everywhere she looks.

"I'm convinced, look at this aura, if she's not the queen, who is the queen!"

"If this makeup photo were released, I would go crazy if I were the audience!"

"The newbies nowadays are so scary!"

The gradually rising buzz of discussion reached Yun Zhixia's ears, and she thought to herself that this was where she was, the real-life shooting was the time for Yan Fuguang to kill everyone.

Rong Jun and Yang Hongji, who played the role of the high priest Taiwu, were both present at the scene. They were filled with emotion when they saw Yan Fuguang, who was so majestic and majestic.

"This girl is not even twenty yet, right? I noticed it during the reading that day. Her lines are very good, but I didn't expect her expressiveness to be so good."

Yang Hongji was wearing the imperial robes of the Prime Minister, with a long beard stuck to his chin, which he stroked when he spoke, and he had begun to bring himself into the life of the ancients.

Rong Jun also nodded after hearing this.

He is over 70 years old this year, and he is a real veteran actor, especially in costume dramas. Over the years, he has played the role of a courtier in almost every dynasty, and has also "served" all kinds of emperors. , but I have to say that this little girl Yan Fuguang really has some skills.

It is said that acting requires life experience. If you have no experience, then experience it yourself and try it. But where can Yan Fuguang experience the life of the empress?

What's more, Yan Fuguang is still so young. Even if she creates the image of an empress entirely through imagination, can she really interpret it completely?

This is not just Rong Jun’s doubt, but all the cast and crew may have the same doubt.

But today, everyone who saw Yan Fuguang taking makeup photos at the scene should have at least half of their concerns dispelled.

At least in the eyes of Rong Jun, this is what the legendary empress of the Eastern Wei Dynasty should look like.

There was still the same lively scene in the studio, but from time to time someone would sneak a glance in the direction of Yan Fuguang.

The photographer was snapping pictures while Ye Jingtian and his working group kept taking notes to see what details needed to be modified.

The weight of more than 20 kilograms of luggage makes people's shoulders sink. If it were Yan Fuguang a few months ago, he probably wouldn't be able to carry it in ten minutes.

Because there were so many clothes to photograph, she was busy from seven in the morning to midnight. Even though her physical condition had improved a lot, she still felt sore and achy in her back.

After lunch, Mo Yun returned to Shanghai, and now Zhang Yuanyuan was the only one in the group to accompany her.

When the two of them left the studio, it was pitch black outside. If it weren't for the moon, they wouldn't even be able to see the road clearly.

"The only bad thing about this place is that the infrastructure is not fully repaired. It's not like Hengzhen where everything is convenient."

Zhang Yuanyuan was shivering with cold, and even wearing a long down jacket felt not warm enough.

"Give you my scarf too?" Yan Fuguang saw that her teeth were chattering, so he wanted to take off the scarf and give it to her.

"No, no, no, no, no, it doesn't matter if I catch a cold, but your cold will be fatal." Zhang Yuanyuan quickly shook her head, "You have to continue filming tomorrow. If you are not in good condition, I will be the guilty party."

Today, Yan Fuguang's solo photos have been taken, and there are still a few pairs and group photos that have not been taken, so he has to report to the studio early tomorrow morning.

"Then leave quickly and go back to make a bowl of noodles. You can eat something hot before going to bed."

The two jogged all the way to the parking lot. The crew provided RVs for the main actors, so they didn't have to worry about having no place to rest during filming.

The hotel rented by the crew is about ten minutes away from the studio, and there are not many crews in Xiling Cinema. This hotel only accommodated the crew of "The Empress".

Fortunately, there are not many paparazzi on the crew, unlike Hengzhen, which is the "holy place" in the eyes of the paparazzi.

As the car drove to the hotel entrance, the warm light projected from the lobby finally made Zhang Yuanyuan feel a little bit of the warmth of home.

If nothing else happens, this will be her "home" for the next six months.

Just as the two were about to go up the steps, another car drove in from behind, and Wei Ziqian and his assistant came down.

Both of them were carrying something in their hands and were stunned for a moment when they saw someone standing on the steps.

"Miss Yan?"

Suddenly seeing Yan Fuguang, Wei Ziqian suddenly became a little nervous: "Um, you are so busy that you didn't come back until now?"

He finished early today and came back around eight o'clock. Unexpectedly, Yan Fuguang has been busy until now.

"Well, we just finished shooting." Yan Fuguang nodded.

Zhang Yuanyuan stood aside, her eyes couldn't help but drift to their hands.

It was so fragrant. The aroma of food was simply torture to her who was cold and hungry.

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