"Captain, are you distracted?"
Ye Xian curiously waved her hand in front of him, and it was only then that Jiang Wanze snapped back to reality. He handed the script to Xiao Yang without daring to look at her again and turned to walk toward his own army.
"Three, two, one, action!"
In front of Tumi City, an army of thirty thousand pressed forward. The Imperial Army stood in silent confrontation with the Hengshan Army. As the north wind whistled, the air pressure on the battlefield was extremely low. Shen Jinyou slowly rode his horse to the front of the army, lifting his gaze slightly. The moment he saw Gu Tianlin, an unequaled ruthlessness and chilling intent to kill leaked from his eyes.
After both sides had recited their lines, Shen Jinyou kicked his horse into motion, holding his long sword as he lunged at Gu Tianlin.
The wind and sand were heavy on the battlefield, blowing his long, black hair that was tied up high, creating a stark contrast against his exceedingly pale skin. Compared to the enemy leader, he looked more like a Heavenly God descended to the mortal realm; his beauty was incomparable, his grace unparalleled. Even the battle robe fluttering in the cold wind carried an air of heart-stirring significance.
Jiang Wanze watched her, forgetting for a moment that they were acting, forgetting she was Shen Jinyou, even forgetting the lines he knew by heart. His eyes were filled entirely with her.
There was nothing in his ears except the thunderous beating of his heart, louder than war drums.
Ye Xian brandishing her long sword, arrived before him, seeing that he was still sitting on his horse, steadfastly staring at her, "????"
"Cut!"
At the same time, Zeng Minghui also called cut.
"What’s wrong with Tianlin? Why is there no reaction?"
Ye Xian sheathed her sword, called out "Captain!", and Jiang Wanze then slowly asked her, "What happened?"
Everyone on the set was looking at him.
Seeing that his state was obviously off, Zeng Minghui called a halt, "This scene is very important. You must focus with all your might. Wanze, if you’re not in the right state, come down and adjust."
Xiao Yang ran over with water from the resting area, "Brother Ze, what’s wrong?"
"It’s nothing, just... distracted."
Jiang Wanze’s hand supporting his forehead lowered, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.
This was the first time he had ever been distracted while filming, and it was in front of his male co-star.
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