Chapter 641 The Plot Is Filming! Thousands of Pushes and More!

On the Internet during this time, there were only two names.

Han Yiming, Wang Yilin!

One of the two is the so-called 'new king' and the other is the 'old king'!

In a sense, both are kings, but neither is a king.

The battle between the two on the Internet is called an evenly matched one, but insiders can still see some signs of it.

Looking at it now, Han Yiming has the upper hand, because most of the heavenly kings support Han Yiming, and they despise Wang Yilin!

Indeed, with Wang Yilin's qualifications, he really does not deserve to be the king of heaven!

Luo Tianfang was known as the youngest heavenly king back then, but before he became a heavenly king, he was already a superstar, and he was also a Chinese actor, starring in China's first movie that exceeded 2 billion!

He became the Heavenly King with such achievements. Although all the other Heavenly Kings did not have such great achievements, they were similar.

After they have achieved a leading performance in their respective fields, they have become the king of heaven.

And what about Wang Yilin now? Not to mention succession, he is still a first-line player, not even a superstar, just relying on Shan Lan to support him, isn't this trying to bring down the power of the king?

For those who have finally become the king of heaven, it is strange to see him pleasing to the eye!

However, it is not easy for both sides to move each other down.

On the other hand is the rising star 'North and South Studio'! It is impossible to decide the winner in a short period of time.

But no matter what, the North and South Studios are not at a loss!

There was not a single king before, and even if there is half of the king now, the North and South Studios will make a lot of money!

In Lop Nor, it is the critical moment of shooting!

"The first act of the base construction, the second time! God Ike!"

"Get ready to put your backpack!"

Three thousand soldiers formed a huge phalanx! Surrounded by vehicles delivering supplies.

In just over ten days, the uniforms of these soldiers are already worn out, and their exposed skin has been tanned by an unknown amount. Some people even have white and black patches on their faces, which is exploding from the sun.

Following the officer's release, the three thousand people put down their backpacks neatly and sat on it, with their hands naturally on their knees, and their backs straight and looking forward.

A five-star red flag stood in the center of the soldiers, blown by the breeze and swaying in the wind.

In front of the soldiers was a small dirt slope on which several officers and teacher Zhang Xuejian stood.

A few huge red cloths are placed on the small soil slope, on which is written in white letters on a red background: Win glory for the motherland and serve the people!

"Comrades!"

Teacher Zhang Xuejian's slightly hoarse voice sounded and was brought into the ears of every soldier by the wind.

"The domestic battle is over! The foreign battle is over too!"

"As soon as you don't let the red dress hang, let's have a celebration!"

"Two! I didn't let me go home to visit my parents! I gave an order! You followed the party and ran to the big Gobi Desert!"

Teacher Zhang Xuejian walked towards the soldiers while talking.

The camera followed closely behind, not missing a single shot.

"So far, relatives at home don't know where we are? We are dead or alive!"

"The fiancées of some warriors couldn't wait at home, so they ran away with others!"

"Some soldiers were only fifteen or sixteen years old when they went to Beixian. They were still children. Now that they have returned home safely, should they go home and tell my mother?"

Zhang Xuejian walked up to a little soldier. The soldier was only nineteen years old. Under the makeup of the makeup artist, he looked even smaller, as if he was only fifteen or sixteen, and his face was still a little immature.

Zhang Xuejian patted him on the shoulder and said, "It should be said, but it can't be said, this is a matter of state secrets!"

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk forward, walked to an older soldier, and helped him up with his own hands.

"There are other soldiers, at this age, it's time to go home to be a grandfather and hold a grandson, but I left him behind and join us on this big beach, fighting the wind and sand! Fighting the cold! Eating pickles! Drinking salt water!"

"Why! Why!"

Why did Zhang Xuejian roar out these two sentences, the roar was hoarse, and the feeling of dissatisfaction and resentment was clearly felt by everyone!

If no one else said anything, Yan Tao, who was sitting on the director's chair, clenched his fists involuntarily.

Speaking of which, Teacher Zhang Xuejian waved his fist fiercely, and the stubbornness unique to the soldiers of that era was vividly interpreted by him!

"Without this thing, our Chinese people's waists will not be straight! We have no status! Without peace! We can't live our lives down-to-earth!"

Teacher Zhang Xuejian's footsteps became faster, and every time he said a word, he took a big step towards the small slope!

After waiting for these few words to finish, he had already reached the top of the small soil slope, looking at the soldiers below and said loudly.

"So, now! The above has instructed that you can tell everyone this secret. We are going to use our own hands to make it on this Great Gobi Desert! Our own atomic bomb in China!"

Everyone behind the camera was nervous, and it was here that they shouted cards last time.

This is the second shooting. In the first shooting, the soldier shouted loudly, but his emotions were not right, and there was no light of that era in his eyes.

For this reason, Gong Nanbei and Zhang Xuejian deliberately told him a play for more than ten minutes! Don't think, isn't it just a lens thing, it's gone in a blink of an eye, who cares?

Seriously, every shot must be treated wholeheartedly!

Just when Teacher Zhang Xuejian finished shouting, a soldier sitting at the front got up, took off his hat and took the lead in roaring.

"Make an atomic bomb!!!"

The next moment, three thousand people roared in unison!

"Make an atomic bomb!!!"

"Make an atomic bomb!!!"

The soldier took the lead and roared again: "Stand up straight!!!"

"Stand up straight!"

"Stand up straight!"

Another soldier also got up and took the lead and shouted: "Glory to the motherland!"

Three thousand people roared in unison again, the sound shook the sky!

"Win glory for the motherland!"

"Win glory for the motherland!"

"Serve the people!"

"Serve the people!"

Yan Tao, who was behind the camera, slapped his thigh fiercely, and the scene was done! This is what he wants!

Gong Nanbei and others also felt that their hearts were beating wildly. Only those present at the scene could understand how shocking this scene was!

Three thousand people worked together and roared together!

The soldiers shouted hoarsely, and even many people shouted, but no one cared at this moment!

Yan Tao took a deep breath, and the voice sounded in the loudspeaker: "Okay! Card! This scene is over! Brothers, take a break, drink some water, and prepare for the next scene! Props! Props are ready!"