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lucientelrunya · 3 years ago

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Like a lonely house pt 3

Phew, I feel a little like that bird meme "the risk I took was calculated, but man am I bad at math" (which I really am *points to the 70 years that are actually 80 years* !!), with how I went "Huh, there is no 50.000+words slow burn of them, but I want!!!" and my brain was like "well, do it yourself. Here, have Chapter 1, 3, 6 and 9, I already prepared them. Oh and here is some Ba Ye+Wu Xie-friendship" And then I struggle with how to bridge the gap between those chapters.....

This part is me struggling really hard. Trying to bridge those gaps and trying to puzzle Mystic Nine-Canon and Book-Canon together. Like, Wu Laogou??? He wasn't even born? My perfectionism can't handle this!! But I guess I am like Hamilton, I'll never be satisfied *sigh*, so ... yeah. Feel free to point out any mistakes you spot!

I should definitely add that this is canon-divergent... ish (which canon???), I'm not sure if there is anything I should warn about in this part, maybe just more sadness? But @psychic-waffles and @gaiahenshin wanted someone to hug Zhang Rishan so ... here you go I guess ^^°°° (I see those tags and reblogs and favorites and I am beyond thrilled every single time, I don't even know how to react!)

It takes a conscious effort to make his lungs work properly again and take a deep breath. Fo Ye had entrusted him with his legacy and he will do everything he can to not disappoint him any further. He has to face the consequences of what he has done, he has to. But before he can get a grip on himself someone tips his chin up to shine a flashlight right into his eyes. He automatically flinches back from the blinding light, dislodging the hand from his face in the process and finds Huo Daofu staring at him, flashlight in his hand and one brow raised. “Back with us?” he asks, eyes scanning Zhang Rishan’s face methodically and only taking a step back once he nods slowly. How long had he stood frozen, trapped in his thoughts for Huo Daofu to come over and start to worry?

“Good. Any more insights on god-radio?” What is he talking about? "God-radio?" Zhang Rishan repeats slowly, confused, which only makes Huo Daofu raise both brows this time. He pointedly looks over at the mural where Zhang Rishan's fingers are still touching the picture of said god. Ah, they must have thought it was still somehow communicating with him.

“Time travel”, Zhang Rishan mutters, trying to ignore the way Luo Que hovers anxiously at his side and the way Ba Ye has his hands wrapped around his upper arm like he had always done when he wanted to hide behind him or was whining about something (and the possible connection between those two things). His words cause several confused “huh”’s from different directions. Taking a slow deep breath he braces himself to say the words, to confess and take the blame for this mess. “No, I didn't get any further godly insights, but I think Ba Ye is right, he never died, he was, as you phrased it so nicely, plucked from the past and put here, now”, he says, inclining his head at Wu Xie.

“But why?” Ba Ye asks and Zhang Rishan makes himself turn his head to look at him when he says his next words. “Because of me.” And there it is. “Because this god was inside my mind and it was so incredibly thankful I gave it its freedom that it wanted to give something to me in return, to grant me a wish.” Not that he had wished for Ba Ye to be ripped out of his time, exactly, his thoughts had been a jumbled mess at that moment. He had never consciously wished for anything in particular. But Ba Ye’s sudden disappearance in the middle of a war had torn a hole into Fo Ye’s heart and, by extension, into Zhang Rishan’s (not only by extension, of course, because Ba Ye had been important to Zhang Rishan, too - is important - but to Fo Ye he had practically been family). He could have said how Fo Ye had looked for Ba Ye for months, for years, with a war raging right on their doorstep, when thousands of people were dying or disappearing, when the city they had so desperately tried to protect had been burned to the ground. How Fo Ye had never truly gotten over not being able to find him - save him - or at least find out what happened. He had felt Ba Ye’s absence all his life, a regret he couldn’t let go of, not even on his deathbed. A regret Zhang Rishan had taken into his own heart, after Fo Ye’s death, added to his own regrets and moulded into a lump of regret-failure-pain-bitterness-sorrow that his trained mind still hasn’t filed away properly. He has failed Ba Ye, too, and has missed Ba Ye, too. And this is his mess, this is what his jumbled thoughts had made a god do, so he leaves it at that.

Zhang Rishan is prepared for anger, for reproaches, for being smacked again, but Ba Ye’s face is unreadable and he doesn’t say anything, his fingers around Zhang Rishan’s arm only slightly tightening their grip. He waits for something - anything - to happen, (maybe for the sky to fall down or the earth to open up and swallow him), for him to wake up and realize everything’s only just been a dream - nightmare? - or for one of them to tell him he’s crazy and there’s no way this could be possible. And someone does: “But that’s impossible, that would be a paradox”, Wu Xie says and Zhang Rishan looks at him pointedly.

“A bootstrap paradox, to be exact”, Huo Daofu remarks and really, that’s the part of all of this he wants to comment on? “A what now?” Pangzi asks, squinting at Huo Daofu and Zhang Rishan is glad he is not the only one who has no idea what Huo Daofu is talking about. “A bootstrap paradox. It basically describes phenomena with a cause-effect-loop just like this. I mean, you don’t know my gran, but she was absolutely obsessed with the famous Qi Tiezui so I don’t know how many times I heard the story of his tragic, mysterious disappearance and all the questions and the search and Zhang Da Fo Ye’s heartbreak.” He looks like he wants to roll his eyes in annoyance at the mention of his grandmother. “But that’s exactly that. He vanished and you wanted to find out why and that wish brought him here in the first place. So what came first? There is no discernable point of origin for- what, I like Sci-Fi, don’t look at me like that!”

It is somehow reassuring and disconcerting at the same time that Huo Daofu of all people manages to sum up his thoughts like this, aside from his guilt. And that he is able to put a name to this, even if that doesn’t mean it’s a real thing. Fiction is fiction after all. How can there even be such a thing? But then, how could there be a god chained to a cave or a mysterious force controlling people like that or golden coffin water that saved people from certain death? After everything else he has already seen and lived through or just heard about in his life he shouldn’t be so doubtful. It’s also quite unsettling how much Huo Daofu knows about Ba Ye’s disappearance and how casually he mentions those details. But Ba Ye doesn’t seem too upset about the mention of Fo Ye’s heartbreak, at least for the moment. Instead he perks up at Huo Daofu’s words.

“Good, good! After all you heard and all you read about that then it must be a real thing, so I think we can all agree that all of this is real and I am real!” And, curiously, Wu Xie looks at Liu Sang, who jerks his head in a small gesture of confirmation that’s not really a nod. But it is obviously enough for Wu Xie to smile at Ba Ye and nod. “Yes, I think we can. And I wanted to ask you something. You were the one who stole one of my grandpa’s dogs, right?” The question makes Ba Ye laugh awkwardly and let go of Zhang Rishan’s arm, so he can gesture at Wu Xie.

“Of course that’s what he would tell his grandchildren about me. Let me tell you, I took out that dog’s gallstones and I brought it back safe and sound! And he acted like I murdered it!” Wu Xie laughs at the face Ba Ye makes, or maybe his helpless gesturing. “He always said you kidnapped that dog just to get back at him.” Zhang Rishan isn’t sure if he imagines how the conversation tiptoes on the line of ‘friendly conversation’ and ‘fishing for information’. But he hadn’t been present for the whole Dog-stealing-thing, so he keeps listening, ignoring Pangzi who starts to tease Huo Daofu about his obvious love for science fiction and then continues to question him about his favorites.

“Aiyah! That’s just what I told Fo Ye, that Wu Laogou would never give me his dog if I asked him because he would think I wanted to get back at him. But I really wasn’t! We needed his gallstones to cure Mo Ce so Fo Ye said I had to steal it if I wouldn’t ask for it. So I stole it, but as I said, I brought it back better than new, freshly cured. And he even made me apologize to the dog!” That is actually something he hadn’t known, but Wu Xie laughing and saying “Of course he would!” is enough to finally fully convince him that all of this is real. It puts his mind at ease and shifts his focus to other things he still has questions about.

They should definitely find out more about this god and the people that imprisoned it. He takes out his phone to take some photos of the mural and finds it mostly covered in white, but just like before it just crumbles away in little flakes. Surprisingly his phone still works and there is no trace of dampness to it. For a moment he stares at the screen and then at his arm, where Ba Ye's hands had grabbed him. The dried white stuff has crumbled away where the cloth had been moved or touched, leaving no trace, no lingering wetness. Deliberately taking note of every part of his skin he realizes that actually nothing feels wet or damp, even though he practically swam in that liquid. He can only recall the feeling of the liquid clinging to him and dragging him down like water-soaked and heavy clothing would do, but it seems highly unlikely that he was unconscious long enough for his clothes to completely dry. It's like whatever was in the pool only wrapped itself around him, like a cocoon, but didn't soak through anything.

Luo Que is still beside him, silently watching him. His arms are covered in white flakes, too, so he must have helped Pangzi get him out of the pool. “Do you remember what the liquid felt like?” Luo Que looks confused for a moment, furrowing his brows until his eyes drift down to his own arms and he seems to get what Zhang Rishan is asking. “Not really like liquid, it felt cool but not wet at all”, he answers, rubbing at one of the larger stains that crumbles away under his fingertips. This only confirms his suspicions, he wants this stuff analyzed. Luo Que finds a zip-lock-bag somewhere in his backpack and together they manage to get at least some of the white flakes and dust into the bag, although it seems to disintegrate once it gets shaken off whatever surface it had clung to.

Wondering if this is even really a tomb he takes pictures of the whole mural. It seems more like a temple - no, they didn’t worship the god here, so more of a prison for a god if there is a word for such a thing. He turns only to find Ba Ye watching him, staring at his phone. Of course, the kinds of cameras Ba Ye knows were big and bulky so he hands it to Ba Ye. “It’s a camera and a phone”, he explains, which only makes Ba Ye stare harder, turning the device in his hands. “It’s so small!” His wonder makes Zhang Rishan smile and he promises to show Ba Ye what it can do later.

Which seems almost like a cue for them to decide to carefully explore the rest of the tomb for more information and to find out if it really is a tomb. They take the dagger, the only remarkable thing on the altar and maybe something that can help them find out more about the people that used it. Maybe at least how old this cave is. Zhang Rishan is still unsure if it’s a tomb or a prison, even after they find two more caves with clay jugs filled with human ashes. Cremation is not exactly a common burial tradition for this region and there are no grave goods at all. Not one single treasure, to Pangzi’s great disappointment, no more murals, no scripture, nothing. It’s mostly a disappointment in terms of exploration, but maybe they can find out some more.

Since it already got dark when they reached the tomb they decide to spend the night in the cave with the pool, which is the only one with enough room for all of them (and they don’t really want to sleep next to rows of human ashes). It’s still quite dark, even with Pangzi’s heater instead of a fire but more comfortable than outside where Liu Sang had heard rain and thunder. None of them goes to check, there is no need to hurry back, they can spend one night in the cave and hopefully the rain will have stopped the next day.

Reception in the cave is strong enough to mail the pictures to some contacts and ask them to look into it. Ba Ye watches him curiously while he types in the message and Zhang Rishan shows him all the other functions - or at least everything he frequently uses his phone for, which makes Pangzi laugh. “Ahh, President Zhang,” he scolds, using the title he had never used before. “You are all about work! Show the poor man some good things! Here, look at this game,” and he tucks on Ba Ye’s shoulder to get him to lean over his own phone.

“Pangzi, the ‘poor man’ doesn’t have a phone to send you money for your stupid game”, Wu Xie leans on Pangzi’s other shoulder, grinning and obviously finished with his phone call. “Ah, Tianzhen, pay attention. I’m already done with that one, this is a new one. Here, look!” Judging by the way all three of them look at the phone it must be something cute and Zhang Rishan finds himself smiling again, glad and thankful that they include Ba Ye so effortlessly. He will need people who can care for him and help him if he decides he won’t forgive Zhang Rishan after they get a chance to talk about everything that has happened since Ba Ye vanished.

This thought wipes the small smile off his face and he distracts himself by texting Liang Wan, asking her when she will be back from her trip because he wants her to check Ba Ye, blood tests and all. He will do everything he can to make sure Ba Ye is okay (or as okay as he can be) and has everything he needs for a life in the 21. century. Which is another reason why he offers Ba Ye his sleeping bag, who simply refuses, adamant that they can share. They end up with Zhang Rishan sitting on one half, leaning his back against the wall and Ba Ye using his leg as a pillow, curled up next to him on the other half. It’s familiar, but he represses the memories, busying himself with shrugging out of his coat without waking Ba Ye to drape it over him because he can feel him shiver against his leg. It seems to be getting colder but he doesn’t mind. Ba Ye doesn’t wake, but when he looks back up Wu Xie smiles at him from where Pangzi is halfway wrapped around him, head on Zhang Qilings lap.

When they pack up the next morning it’s still raining and it’s really noticeably colder than before. Zhang Rishan lets Ba Ye keep his coat, he will need some protection against the rain in his thin changshan, even if the thick forest they had hiked through should offer some protection against the rain. But when they leave the cave there is no more forest, only muddy ground where lush undergrowth had been and some tree stumps that look long dead.

“Well, the forest was unusual”, Liu Sang says but still seems just as perturbed as everyone else. For a moment they just stand there and look around them. “I guess they really needed that god to grow something around here”, Pangzi jokes, but he sounds uneasy about it. And how could they not be, with miles of dead land around them where hours before there had been fruit trees and berry bushes in abundance. Zhang Rishan represses a shiver of uneasiness and just wants to leave this place as soon as possible. He is not the only one. Instinctively they walk faster on their way back, or as fast as they can. The rain had made the ground slippery with mud and dead plants. None of them feels comfortable about stopping for the night but it’s safer than trying to navigate through the dark. Thankfully the rain stopped some time before that and they manage get a fire going, but still all of them are quiet and thoughtful, no trace of the easy banter of the day before.

They are packed and ready to go with the first light of the next day. Without the rain the ground dries up fast and the sun is too bright and too warm, which is actually typical for this region. At one point they cross a very visible line where the dead zone ends and there are plants and trees again, but they don’t stop to inspect it further, too glad to be out.

It’s mid afternoon when they reach the end of the road where they had left their cars and from there it’s only roughly another two hours to drive to the small village where they had spent the night before setting out on this endeavour. The villagers don’t seem to know that a whole forest has vanished and happily accommodate them again in the small inn. They had seemed to avoid the general area of said forest and hadn’t wanted to talk about it before, just whispering about local legends of a ‘man-eating wood’. Luckily the owner of the small inn doesn’t seem to remember their exact number or he simply doesn’t care that they left the allegedly cursed forest with an additional person. He gives them the same rooms (which are actually the only rooms available) and goes off to prepare dinner.

They disperse to their rooms to clean up and rest for a moment until dinner is ready. Wu Xie had made sure that Zhang Rishan shares his room with Ba Ye so they can talk, but both of them seem a bit reluctant to start. They wash in a somewhat uncomfortable silence until Zhang Rishan takes off the bandages, inspecting the two cuts on his arms and is surprised at the 2 neat rows of staples. He hadn’t realized they were that long and deep that they required stapling and is actually impressed at Huo Daofu’s level of preparation for such a small trip. He obviously knows what he is doing, the cuts are clean and already healing nicely. “Let me help you”, Ba Ye takes the fresh bandages out of his hand, and starts slowly wrapping them around Zhang Rishan’s arms.

“I understand there are a lot of things that have happened since I disappeared, so just tell me”, Ba Ye’s voice is quiet and he keeps his eyes on his hands. And, taking a deep breath to brace himself, Zhang Rishan tells him. About the second attack on Changsha, the third, and finally the fourth one when they lost and everything they had tried to protect had been destroyed. He doesn’t go into detail about all the lives that were lost in the war, while Ba Ye’s fingers work slower and slower until they stop, hovering over Fo Ye’s bracelet. Zhang Rishan pulls his arms away to tuck down his sleeves, hiding the bandages and the bracelet alike, while he only briefly mentions the destruction and despair. Ba Ye had seen enough of that after the first attack on Changsha. He tells him about the years after the war, how they slowly rebuild and how Fo Ye kept looking for Ba Ye. There are not only sad things to say - Fo Ye had been happy in his marriage with Xinyue, Er Ye had been pleased with his new apprentice, the Huo-Clan had thrived, just like the Xie-Clan - although those outweigh the good things, because one by one he recounts the deaths of everyone Ba Ye knows.

“I’m sorry”, he finishes and hates that the words don’t do justice to the depth of his feelings. “You lost them too”, Ba Ye says, his voice surprisingly steady and almost gentle, and Zhang Rishan stares at him, at a loss. Yes, he did. But little by little, parts of his world crumbling away, piece by piece, until only duty remained. He’d had time to adjust to the holes, find ways around them, new paths that had grown old and used and then been torn away, too. What he had lost in the course of 80 years Ba Ye had lost in one day, one moment, one blink of an eye.

“Yes”, he says and doesn’t know how to put into words that their pain shouldn’t be compared, because there are not enough words to even begin to describe this. Pain is something he has been trained to file away into different threat levels, into different boxes. He is not allowed to have one named ‘unbearable’, but he doesn’t know how else to label the pain of that one moment when the worst thing has happened and it feels like the world just stops, just shatters and falls to pieces, never to be whole again. But everything stays the same. It’s just his world that shattered, his heart that has been torn apart never to be whole again. He is the one who changed, not the world. And he doesn’t even fathom himself how he had to change to survive that, who he had to become. Because he had become a person that would cause that kind of pain to someone else like this. He had killed countless people in his lifetime, on purpose as a Zhang, as a soldier, in the war or by mistake, by failure, by not being able to save them but he had never thought himself capable of such cruelty.

Whatever Ba Ye reads in his face (or maybe in his heart, because Ba Ye had always been good at reading hearts), it makes him knit his brows. Not in anguish or sorrow but something more akin to chagrin and he grabs the sides of Zhang Rishan’s sweater to roughly tug him forward into a bone crushing hug. And Zhang Rishan allows himself to be moved, just like he had always allowed himself to be moved whenever Ba Ye was tugging on him.

Ba Ye presses his face into the crook of his neck, arms wrapping tightly around his sides, fingers digging into his shoulder blades and Zhang Rishan can feel the shaky inhale against the bare skin of his neck. Carefully he wraps his arms around Ba Ye’s shoulders and holds him up when he feels the other man lean most of his weight on him. He doesn’t say anything, when he feels the wetness of quiet tears against his shoulder, just closes his eyes, offering whatever comfort he can offer like this.

#fuba #zhang rishan #ba ye #qi tiezui #dmbj fic #mystic nine

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cybernaght · 4 years ago

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Guardian rewatch: Episode 3

First of all, wow. When I decided to post those online, I was expecting that they would be read by two people, both of whom I personally know. It was in equal part surprising and terrifying that so many of you ventured here. Thank you for reading, I really appreciate it.

Episode 3 is probably my favourite case. It’s not perfectly strung together, there is little actual investigative work in it, but it’s a beautiful story of boundless love and devotion, which echoes through the relationship between our protagonists

Professor Shen is looking at some materials that are looking suspiciously like research into something supernatural, when Zhang Ruonan makes an appearance at his office, claiming that she is absolutely fine, while clearly being very far away from fine. This is something Shen Wei can certainly relate to, because he is the king of hiding his ailments from others.

Zhu Hong’s one-sided affection for Zhao Yunlan starts to show already in this episode: while he has the cold, she nags him to take care of himself, shoves tissues into his hands, and presses him to drink his meds. It’s easy to imagine even this early on that she will be the woman drunk dialling him one day.

I know this could be seen as straightbaiting, but I honestly thing that the actual purpose it serves in the show is the opposite; I’ll talk more about it when we get there.

Zhao Yunlan spends a lot of this episode in Shen Wei’s office, starting with this scene, in which is obviously flexing. Not only does he sneeze all over the office, he goes to eat Shen Wei’s cake after specifically being told not to eat it. He also takes his opportunity to mix questioning with flirting, as is his usual way. He keeps eye contact while spooning cake into his mouth, as he explains, jovially, that another mysterious death on his campus cannot possibly be a coincidence. And, to be fair, he is not really wrong. We are meant to believe that this is all set in motion by Zhu Jiu, aka the least scary villain in the history of villainy, and an owner of your staple baby goth wig. I will not mention him again until the plot makes it impossible for me not to do so.

Zhang Ruonan comes in, and Zhao Yunlan introduces himself as Shen Wei’s good friend. Which is half-way between a flex and an act of kindness. On one hand, he could have said he was from the police - which would be absolutely true - and risk tarnishing the professor’s good name. On the other hand, he could probably look less pleased with himself. Shen Wei, at the very least, looks neither grateful, nor amused.

Zhao Yunlan asks her if she new the victim and she looks incredibly shifty as she flees. He is right to think that something is up, and he correctly assumes trauma, rather than guilt. We can now start to see that he is very very good at reading people. It must be equal parts thrilling and disconcerting for him to have met something who he decisively cannot read. Shen Wei vouches for the woman, partly, surely, because his Hei Pao Shi sense is tingling, letting him know that someone is eavesdropping.

Despite feeling uneasy, Shen Wei still offers Guo Changcheng, who is left to collect various paperwork from his desk, a little smile. He has a reason to like Xiao Guo, of course: he was the one to see the young man’s kindness and understanding, and he is already growing protective of him, way before he will start seeing members of the special unit as his people. This reminds me of how many months later, he will subtly, but decisively stop a barrage of verbal abuse against Xiao Guo by dropping a pair of chopsticks.

Zhao Yunlan is taking Xiao Guo with him on the case rather than anyone else, partly, supposedly, because of Guo Changcheng’s familial connections. The young man looks more sure of himself, asking correct questions, dutifully records answers. He also tries to look after his Chief by asking him to go home and rest. He does phrase it badly, but Zhao Yunlan has a thing against his own health and well-being, so he reacts extra poorly.

Soon after, Zhao Yunlan’s at Shen Wei’s office yet again, as Shen Wei tries his best to ignore him, in the hope that he… well, maybe not goes away, but does not ask him anything that will require him lying. Instead, Zhao Yunlan is asking Shen Wei why he is bad at reading people, which is a very strange thing to ask. Shen Wei answers his question with a question, “Will seeing through people really lessen the hurt and disappointment?” Adding, “Many tragedies were destined from the beginning”. He looks well.. like this as he says it.

This is loaded. On first glance, it’s a pretty good set-up to the way this story will unfold, as a tragedy of two individuals who let their devotion to each other nearly ruin each other’s life. A fragile human and a dangerous powered Undergroundian: what else is that, but a tragedy, waiting to happen? But this story - this one right in front of us - will not end tragically, at least not for the two people it enters around. It could do so, but it will not. Maybe, this truly is the first hint that this entire narrative, so carefully set up from the very first time Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei meet, is destined to be a tragedy. Moreover, that it must be one, for some cosmic reason.

(… I apologise while I go have a little cry in the corner. Damn you, Guardian, why do you make me hurt so much?)

Da Qing inexplicably morphs from black cat to a human in white t-shirt while doing night shadowing, and promptly falls asleep on patrol. Why is he being sent to stake anyone out? He is least suitable for it. He is literally a cat. He sleeps 16 hours a day.

Surprisingly, when pressed, Zhang Ruonan comes clean very easily, revealing that she was a victim of the three students she failed (two of which are already dead and one one standing right next to them), who lured her out at night, which left her vulnerable to be attacked. Zhao Yunlan listens to this story, and instead of… oh I don’t know, perhaps asking her the identity of the third student, leaves to go find that out for himself. It is heavily implied that he does it on purpose, which is definitely not okay.

Moreover, he goes and... asks Shen Wei. This makes me suspect that he’s not really thinking with his head at this point. As he does so, he is brandishing a letter opener.

Shen Wei is looking even less impressed with him than he did during their last few conversations.

Zhao Yunlan is a little bit flippant when it comes to students’ lives this episode. And yes, they have done something really quite horrible to another human being, but that's not a very good excuse to let the last of them just die. As it happens, the situation Yunlan created - perhaps on purpose - did lure out Zhao Ruonan’s murder girlfriend, but it also cost a student his life. Which is far from ideal, but is somehow never even mentioned. Instead of being aghast, he sits on the table as he goes into full interrogation mode. (As he will continue to do a lot. Sometimes he crouches on tables instead. There is no further point here, apart from: I like this character quirk. It’s a nice character quirk.)

He brings some of his team in at this point, and asks Zhu Hong to continue interrogation. It would be a nice gesture is he did not interject two questions in.

“How do you regard your relationship with Wang Yike?”

“We are family.”

They are definitely, decisively not going for sisterly bond here. Which is kind of incredible. This is one of the moments the amorphous being that show is looks at the censors, wiggles its battered low budget eyebrows at them, and then proceeds to flip them off. Well done, Guardian.

Wang Yike calls Zhang Ruonan, saying there is one more victim she needs to take care of, and Lin Jing traces the call back to campus. Zhao Yunlan, who did not even bat an eyelid at a dead student earlier, now looks decisively worried

“Oh no. Professor Shen.”

The only reason Shen Wei is attacked is jealousy. Wang Yike does not know this of course, but trying to kill him is a bad move, because a) he has long ago given his heart away, and is definitely not interested; b) this is probably the only thing she could do to make the man on the case very very upset; c) Shen Wei’s immune to her powers.

“Someone like you will never understand what she means to me!” Wang Yike shouts eventually. “As long as I can protect her, my life has worth!” And, even as Wang Yike has no way of knowing it, these are the words that ultimately save both her and her loved one. Because Shen Wei does in fact understand what Zhang Ruonan means to her. His own endless and ultimately self-destructive devotion is his main driving force.

Shen Wei pretends to be hurt, again, which earns him a half-hug from the object of his devotion. If Zhao Yunlan does notice that Shen Wei should really come out of this attack grey haired and dead, and not just mildly inconvenienced, he chooses not to say anything.

Worried about her murder girlfriend, Zhang Ruonan rushes in and accidentally touches her. Zhao Yunlan Freaks The Hell Out. Shen Wei does, too, but in his own, reserved, way. They are both emotionally invested in those two people, although for very different reasons: Shen Wei is acutely feeling resonance of his own past in their story, and Zhao Yunlan, I think, wants to fix it, he wants to be able to make it better. Instead, Shen Wei fixes it for him, turning the tide on this tragedy, and giving it a happy ending. He heals Zhang Ruonan right in front of the officers of SID, albeit with much subtlety. (“Have someone saved her right under our noses?” Zhu Hong will snort the very same evening, and she will be 100% correct.)

Shen Wei also lets Wang Yike go despite the undeniable fact that she did kill three people. Here, he is looking at the picture of this human/Undergroundian couple, surviving despite all odds, and touches his only reminder that Kunlun really was in his life.

He then burns the picture as the only evidence that Wang Yike was not punished by him for her crimes.

In the end, Guo Chengcheng is making first of his many diary notes about the events, recounting a conversation between Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan we had not witnessed, in which Shen Wei mentioned a relationship based on devotion that can last a thousand years, and Zhao Yunlan called such a relationship “guarding”. Finally, Guo Changcheng hopes that he can become a guardian of all.

And this is making me think that this absolutely should be a set-up for him becoming a wick of the guardian lantern, as per every single other decision that was made prior to the last two episodes. Right? This is a perfect foreshadowing, and mentioning it here, so early in the show would not make any sense if it were a deliberate subversion. So, was Guo Changcheng meant to become the wick after all before... what, some rewrites happened? What made the final episode be what it was in the end?

(This is a genuine question by that way, if anyone has any insight on the matter.)

The episode would end here, if this was a western show, with a familiar monster of the week structure, but it does not. At least, the way it ends is reminiscent of a cliffhanger, with Zhao Yunlan catching Shen Wei in a middle of a crime scene, and looking betrayed.

Next episode: Lynchian Nightmare, aka people without faces.

PS.

I did not have a seamless way to stick this in anywhere but... Shen Wei’s technological ineptness at the max: he does not know how to use a Polaroid camera. Help him, he is so lost.

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Second point of housekeeping to say a few things:

I don’t think I will be consistent with certain things being transliterated versus translated. I am more likely to use Hei Pao Shi rather than Black Cloak Envoy (because the later reminds me of Tuxedo Mask, which makes me inwardly giggle every time) but at the same time I am also more likely to use Underground/Undergroundian rather than Dixing/Dixingren. I am more likely to use Xiao rather than Little, but have called Chu Old rather than Lao before. I hope that’s not grating, but do tell me if it is

My recaps are Shen Wei-heavy. I have no real explanation for this, apart from.. I like Shen Wei.

I realise that there will definitely be things here that are head canon and speculation rather than flat observations; this show is a work of fiction and a work of art, which cannot be interpreted objectively. If you have alternate takes on anything I write in the future, let me know!

#guardian #shen wei #zhan yunlan #recap #rewatch #I still don't know how to tag

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kholran · 4 years ago

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Rating

: M (eventually)

Pairing: Zhang Rishan/Liu Sang

Summary:

"Within the Nine Clans, the only ones who could open the box were Zhang Da Fo Ye when he was alive...and..." "And me." Liu Sang is hired by the Huo clan and sent to a Jiumen Association meeting. His job should be simple: Pay close attention to President Zhang and act as a human polygraph. He soon realizes things are never as simple as they seem. Finding himself in the middle of a political power grab, Liu Sang makes a choice. He hopes it's the right one.

*Grabs a pool noodle and writes SS RiSang on it in Sharpie*

Welcome to my new ship, y’all. That’s right! Sometimes I DO write things! Sometimes those things are incredibly niche, incredibly self-indulgent rare pair fics. Like this one!

#tomb of the sea #sha hai #tltr #the lost tomb reboot #zhang rishan #liu sang #risang #my writing #mine

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dilebe06 · 3 years ago

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The Mystic Nine

Una bellissima poraccitudine

Cosa dire di questa serie?

Oltre che spizzarsi quel concentrato di testosterone di William Chan?

Dico che è partita benissimo per poi naufragare peggio del Titanic? Oppure parlo della parte tecnica ? O forse conviene iniziare a disquisire sulla trama? Oppure che piano piano ha dato prova di essere davvero parente di The Lost Tomb?

Metto subito le mani avanti, dicendo due cose tra loro collegate: la prima è che questa serie fa parte della saga di The Lost Tomb essendone il preludio. e si vede. La seconda è che avendo amato la poraccitudine di The Lost Tomb, non potevo non entusiasmarmi per questo suo parente stretto. Esattamente come per Lost Tomb mi sono parecchio divertita ma credo che io lo abbia fatto per i motivi sbagliati.👀

Partiamo dalla trama:

Cina. Anno 1930 circa. Un misterioso treno battente bandiera giapponese si ferma in piena notte ad una stazione ferroviaria. Al suo interno vengono trovati solamente dei cadaveri. [Apro e chiudo parentesi sulla convenienza che il treno si fermi proprio alla stazione. Non per la via, in campagna o durante il viaggio. Ma alla stazione proprio. Chiusa parentesi.] Viene così avvisato il Comandate della Difesa Fo Ye - William Chan - che assieme al suo prode compare, il Tenente Zhang e all’Indovino Ba Ye - colui che farà dell’Esposizione il suo dogma - capiscono che il mistero del treno pieno di cadaveri è legato ai Giapponesi (che in questo periodo occupano la Cina ) e ad una misteriosa tomba, frutto da un pò di tempo a questa parte, di visitine da parte dei nipponici. E’ quindi ovvia una discesina nei sepolcri - tutti assieme appassionatamente - alla ricerca della verità.

Ora, la trama sarebbe anche intrigante. E la serie ce la mette tutta per esserlo: tra guerre nazionali, tombe, maledizioni, combattimenti, avvelenamenti ecc ecc, l’impressione iniziale è quella di star vedendo un kolossal alla Mister Sunshine. con più cadaveri.

Ma ahimè, il risultato finale è traballante a dir poco. Perché oltre a tagli e madornali errori nel montaggio, la serie si è dimenticata che se fai una storia a mò di puzzle, con lo spettatore che scopre la verità di pari passo con i personaggi, allora questi pezzi dovranno essere perfetti. E’ un lavoro duro e preciso per la serie che si deve impegnare il doppio per mantenere il mistero e fare poi in modo che tutto torni. Solo così si avrà una storia completa e comprensibile, capace di prendere lo spettatore.

Ma se tu butti nel calderone 100 cose, apri 1000 storyline e poi ti ritrovi a non poterle gestire tutte, quello che ne esce...è solo una storia molto confusa. Una storia che sì, in linea generale a senso, ma affonda nel momento in cui pensi a come sei arrivato a questo punto.

Se poi a tutto questo ci aggiungi scene tagliate e montate male, il dado è tratto. Io non vorrei parlare di ciò perché temo la querela al mio solo aprire bocca sulla questione.😂

Ma mentre vedevo la carneficina della storia - sopratutto verso il finale - non potevo fare a meno di pensare alle scene che erano state tolte, che avrebbero dato un senso alla storia, evitando non solo il mal di testa per cercare di capire la storia, ma ci avrebbe anche evitato Lo Spiegone ad ogni puntata. E forse avrebbe salvato il finale.

Perché si, togliendo pezzi di puntata, Mystic Nine è stata costretta a far spiegare ai personaggi quello che non era andato in scena, portando il più delle volte, grasse risate da parte mia. Mi diverto con poco.

Lo ammetto, mi sono sganasciata proprio per questo. Non potete capire quante volte mi sono chiesta :-” ma questo, come fa a sapere sta cosa? Chi gliel’ha detto? quando? Perché sapete tutti cose che non dovreste sapere? Dove lo avete letto se ad inizio episodio eravate ignari persino della sua esistenza?”

Misteri della Fede.

Ma è questo il bello di The Mystic Nine - e di Lost Tomb - in generale. Solo gli amanti di questa roba hanno davvero il palato abbastanza fine per questo monumento al “taglio e cucito”. Quest’opera d’arte di finissimo ricamo. ❤️

Che poi io mi ci incaponisco divertita: la sigla cambia ogni due episodi. Se l’impegno per modificare l’intro lo avessero impiegato in altri modi?! Tipo, che so...dando più di tre vestiti alla lead così che non sembrasse avere l’armadio di Paperino? Oppure comprando ragnatele più realistiche che non sembrassero quelle di tutto 1 Euro sotto Halloween?

Veniamo ora ai personaggi:

A Fo Ye non posso dire nulla perché capace di innalzare il testosterone della scena a livelli atomici pure se lo ficchi in una tomba millenaria tra ragnatele prese alla Lidl e CGI tremendamente orrenda. Un personaggio super badass e cazzuto, capace di passare 48 episodi trovandosi di fronte di tutto - davvero di tutto - senza fare mai una piega.

Mystic Nine presenta una caterva di personaggi che pur non avendo evoluzioni o grandi analisi psicologiche, sono comunque ben caratterizzati. Punta di onore per la lead, uno dei personaggi migliori della serie: intelligente e determinata, l’ho sinceramente adorata. Come mi è piaciuto il suo rapporto con il lead. ❤️

A fare da contraltare alla lead c’è il personaggio di Ya Tou, moglie di Er Ye e rea di aver commesso l’annoso crimine di essere presente in questa serie. Già il suo personaggio non ha nulla di interessante, se poi penso al modo atroce in cui è stata usata dalla serie, il crimine mi sale a livelli di galera.

Ya Tou vera villain di The Mystic Nine.

Concludendo: Mystic Nine andava visto anche solo per la saga di Lost Tomb. Pezzo irrinunciabile sia per gli appassionati della saga, sia per chi ama queste serie da “Luna Park” fatte apposta per divertire lo spettatore. Ovviamente, ero preparata mentalmente a tutto ciò, motivo per cui mi sono divertita più del dovuto.

VOTO: 6.7

Ya Tou. Ya Tou. Ya Tou.

Un incubo:

Questo personaggio ci viene presentato come dolce, buona, paziente, umile, laboriosa...un concentrato di santità insomma, che già è poco interessante di suo. Se poi ci metti che tutte le sue scene sono incentrate su lei che cuce, cucina o annaffia con sempre l’atteggiamento da buon pastore, la noia potrebbe uccidermi. A ciò si aggiunge la sua malattia che cerca di rendere - ipotizzo - agli occhi degli sceneggiatori, un tentativo di far provare empatia per lei. Tentativo fallito in cuor mio, perché ho pregato che lasciasse questo mondo il più presto possibile.

E poi accade. Nel 16 episodio finalmente ci lascia e da lì tu pensi che la storia possa solo migliorare.

Non sapevo quello che chiedevo. 😭

Ya Tou torna prepotentemente lungo tutta la serie. Il suo personaggio, il suo ricordo, i suoi interminabili minutaggi, riempiono Mystic Nine fino al finale. Non sono i giapponesi l’argomento principale, nè la tomba o il meteorite o le Nove Famiglie. Ma è Ya Tou. Che pur di tenerla nella storia sono andati a recuperarla all’inferno, regalandomi scene da “ La Sposa Cadavere”. #brividi

Lei è lì, nei ricordi di Chen Pi, nelle scene ripetitive di Er Ye mentre guarda per la quinquesima volta le foto del loro matrimonio...è lei a muovere la trama più di qualsiasi intrallazzo americano-giapponese. Io basita. 👀

Nel penultimo episodio, uno dei più massacrati dal “taglio e cuci”, è presente un flashback di tipo 3 minuti di Ya Tou e Er Ye che si guardano con amore. Qui non è nemmeno un problema di tempo, ma di come lo gestisci. Hai tempo per infilare sta storia romantica per la centesima volta, ma non hai tempo di farmi vedere Chen Pi che uccide una delle villain? Sei serio?!

A seguire commenti sparsi perché Ya Tou mi deprime e mi fa incavolare così tanto che il mio cervello non risponde più:

- Ho perso il conto di quante volte la miniera contenente la tomba è stata fatta saltare in aria. Credo almeno due volte e sono comunque riusciti ad entrarci praticamente tutti.

- Il meteorite. Ci ho messo 4 episodi per rendermi conto che il meteorite non era quell’enorme masso a forma di carota tramite cui si accede all’Oltretomba - non commento neanche - ma il sassolino minuscolo nella bocca del tizio.

- Ho riso 12 minuti quando verso il finale il lead con estrema nonchalance dice che i giapponesi volevano il meteorite per farci delle armi. Una delle domande più importanti e che mi ero fatta per tutta la serie...risolta così. Come se parlassero del tempo. Ovviamente come il lead lo abbia capito quando fino a pochi episodi prima non lo sapeva manco lui, rimane un mistero.

- Chissà che fine hanno fatto l’americano e Chen Pi. Il primo lo vediamo per l’ultima volta dirigersi verso le montagne alla ricerca del meteorite presumo. Il secondo rimane chiuso avvelenato dentro una tomba con la possibilità di uscire ma del cui destino mai sapremo. Eh va beh... sono solo i due villain della saga, cosa vuoi che importi.😅

- Ho adorato ogni piccolo riferimento a Lost Tomb che sono riuscita a trovare .

- Perché e percome il treno di inizio serie è arrivato alla stazione con i cadaveri tutti a pancia in giù?

- Perché il lead si è risvegliato dalla sua malattia così di botto? Ha sentito le vibrazioni di casa sua?

- Perché in questa serie la gente si ammala di una qualche malattia e viene curata senza sapere che tipo di malattia sia? Danno medicine senza sapere che tipo di morbo sia. Così, a caso.

- Perché i calcoli biliari di un cane dovrebbero curare un virus parassita mai visto prima?

Perché .... ok, basta. 🤣

#the mystic nine #cdrama #chinese drama #Fo ye #william chan #er ye #chen pi #the lost tomb prequel

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minmotl · 5 years ago

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Chapter 28: Sui Zhou Finds Out Just What A Glutton Tang Fan Is

Context: Follows directly after Chapter 27. For plot notes, scroll to the bottom.

Introduction Post | Masterpost

Highlights under the cut

Sui Zhou doesn’t know how he should face Tang-daren.

Looking at someone who possesses the talent of the top imperial scholar, while he wasn’t able to rank first in the end, he was still ranked in the top four amongst the nation’s scholars and was personally presented with a merit award by His Majesty. If he wrote something on Confucius like the Interpretation of the Analects or wrote an analytical piece on Zhu Zi, that counts as an extension of his studies and is an appropriate use of his talents, but what is Tang Fan doing now by writing erotica fiction?

Tang-daren smiles at him, not one bit ashamed. In fact, he’s proud of it, “My salary is low, so I’m just earning some money from the royalties. Guang Chuan, you do not have to be so surprised. Other than you, no one else knows that I wrote this, but this book was commercially printed by the publishers. A total of a thousand copies! It’s selling pretty well.”

Sui Zhou is now completely interested. He takes the single book out and says, “I will read this.”

“That’s great! Since you’ve accepted my book, I have something I’d like to trouble you with.”

Sui Zhou raises an eyebrow in question.

Tang Fan thinks that since Sui Zhou has accepted his book, he can now trouble the man to do something small for him, “How about you go outside and help me to pick the leaves from the locust tree?”

“…”

Does he think this is an exchange of favours? After being ridiculous for half a day, the other has not given up on eating cold noodles?

He truly is the world’s largest glutton!

Tang-daren naturally does not think so. He believes that it is fated for someone like him, who lives a riveting life filled with fun and enjoyment, to come and rescue the fool that is Sui Zhou. Just look at them now, since Tang Fan joined Sui Zhou here, the other man’s life is now filled with light.

In the end, he doesn’t manage to eat the Huai Ye Tao that has been constantly on his mind. This is because Sui Zhou brings the both of them out to a restaurant for a meal instead.

There is no Huai Ye Tao cold noodles, but there are crabs marinated with orange and steamed prawns, and the prawns were just caught from the river. While not as fresh and sweet as prawns caught from the sea, these aren’t bad at all - peeling off the prawn shells and dipping them into soy sauce with sesame oil and added minced garlic, this is truly one of the joys of life.

Tang-daren is eating with satisfaction and a sense of happiness washes over him, “Guang Chuan, that we can live so happily amongst the noise and bustle of life, watching as life happens before us as we eat, this is a freedom that we may not even have even if we begged for it. This is a form of enjoyment, enough for us to sit down and slowly savour.”

Tang Fan is easy to please, he’s not like the other officials who are exceedingly stubborn and rigid, difficult to interact with, and he’s definitely not like the plenty of other people in the world who lust after gold, property, huge salaries, unlimited power or beautiful women.

From Sui Zhou’s cold, stoic gaze, a little bit of warmth shines through. He shakes his head and says, “Even if it is a rest day, I stay at the Northern Administrative Court and look through records usually and rarely come out. Otherwise, having been promoted to baihu at my age, if I don’t work harder, people will think that I rose up in the ranks because of my connections.”

Tang Fan exclaims, “Whatever others like to think, that’s their business. We only have a pair of hands each between us and none of us can shut up so many mouths. As long as our conscience is clear, we should just enjoy ourselves when we can.”

What he said is very reasonable and Sui Zhou is about to reply, but Tang-daren changes the topic abruptly, “What’s that, later get the restaurant to pack two portions of cold dishes, we can eat that for supper at night.”

Sui Zhou stares at him, his face void of any expression.

Tang-daren blinks, “Then just one portion, that’s okay right?”

Ah Dong was unable to resist and is already covering her mouth, laughing so hard she’s collapsed at the side.

With one more Sui Zhou and one Ah Dong, Tang-daren originally thought that he could live a life of happiness without having to do any housework, but he did not expect that he found himself two old mothers who like to constantly manage him, especially when it comes to food. They’re so strict that Tang-daren can only look at the snacks and sigh.

However, in general, living like this is still pretty enjoyable. After all, every day when he returns home there is always one or two people waiting fo you. You can have a meal where there are plenty of hot, teaming dishes, you can be greeted with smiling faces, hear someone asking after your day. His sister is married and stays far away from here, but now it’s as if Tang Fan has two more people in his family, the feeling is entire different.

To Ah Dong who used to be with the Li family, while Lady Zhang treated her rather well and Ah Chun was very willing to take care of her, but she was still a servant and not meant to enjoy her life. There was a difference between her and those above her, as lively and energetic as she was she could not be do anything she wanted without control, and that’s why she liked running over to find Tang Fan. Now that she has recognised Tang Fan as her older brother, the feeling of having a family is indescribable. When she first moved to Sui Zhou’s house, she was so excited that she couldn’t sleep properly the first few days.

It’s not just Tang Fan and Ah Dong. Although Sui Zhou does not say it, he’s going home more frequently, the time that he reaches home getting earlier and even when it’s his rest days, he does not stay in the Northern Administrative Court anymore. From this, it seems that his thoughts are likely to be similar to Tang Fan’s.

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“Da-ge, da-ge!”

His sleeve is shaken a few times and Tang Fan breaks out of his trance, seeing Ah Dong looking at him with confusion.

“What is it?”

“Da-ge, what are you thinking about? I kept calling for you but you didn’t respond, you scared me!” the young girl pats at her chest, and then points at Sui Zhou, who has just walked in from outside, “Sui da-ge is back, we can have dinner!”

Tang Fan frowns “Guang Chuan, regarding the Li family’s case, I thought of something and I’m about to tell you what I know, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you and the Northern Administrative Court again.”

Sui Zhou nods, “Let’s eat first.”

Ah Dong brings out the dishes with a spring in her step, and agrees, “That’s right, let’s just eat first, I’m about to die from starvation!”

Sui Zhou pats at Tang Fan’s arm, “We’ll talk after we eat.”

Although the words are simply and Sui Zhou’s tone is even, from this, Tang Fan feels that he can confidently trust in Sui Zhou. Tang Fan does not realize that his expression relaxes almost immediately at that.

He nods, and then smiles at Sui Zhou, “It’s all because of Ah Dong today that we can finally have some Huai Ye Tao, I’ve been craving it for so long!”

Ah Dong protests, “Da-ge you’ve got a lot of face to say this, you almost fell after climbing the tree, and to catch you, I almost broke my bones!”

“…”

Sui Zhou thought that after bringing Tang Fan to eat outside, the man would have given up on having the cold noodle dish, but who knew that Tang-daren would make use of his time while suspended from work and staying idly at home to actually climb a tree to pick the leaves himself.

Sui Zhou finally understands what a glutton’s fixation on food is.

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Plot Notes:

If you haven’t read the introduction you should! Link is at the top of this post. In the introduction I mention Li Man, who is Tang Fan’s original landlord before he moves in with Sui Zhou, and also one of the big bads in the novel, working as a member of the White Lotus Sect.

The case that follows these few chapters is basically Li Man getting arrested and imprisoned for killing his wife, Lady Zhang. Tang Fan originally manages to arrest him for the murder, but then he realizes that something is amiss with Li Lin, Li Man’s only son who Tang Fan knows to be a good kid with a good temperament. After Li Man is arrested, Li Lin’s personality takes a turn for the worse and Tang Fan in the previous chapters is rather perplexed about this, but brushed it off somewhat, until Li Man kills himself in prison in this chapter, and he writes Tang Fan’s name on the wall as if accusing him of being responsible for his death. Because of this, Tang Fan is temporarily suspended from work while investigations continue.

Tang Fan solves the mystery at the end of this chapter — he determines that Li Man and Li Lin swapped places due to how similar they looked, i.e. Li Lin, his son, went into prison for his father, Li Man (yes some suspension of disbelief here). He also realizes that Li Lin wrote his name on the wall as a clue for him to beware of the current Li Man who is still alive and free, impersonating as Li Lin.

Li Man manages to escape with his mistress in the next two chapters, and he’ll turn up again in the next or next next segment! It’s pretty thrilling and amazing the next time he turns up, and Tang Fan and Sui Zhou are faced with a life-or-death situation in a cave and that’s when Sui Zhou realizes his feelings for Tang Fan so!!!

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Notes:

*百户 bai hu

There are four ranks within the Embroidered Uniform Guards - 千户 (qian hu)、百户 (bai hu)、总旗 (zong qi)、小旗 (xiao qi) arranged highest to smallest rank, aside from the Commander 统领官 (zong ling guan).

*木头 mu tou

Literally means wooden block. Used as a metaphor for a person who’s dumb, rigid, boring or someone who’s not flexible in thinking.

*槐叶冷淘 huai ye leng tao

The novel names it huai ye tao, this is a historic cold noodle dish.

*十指不沾阳春水 shi zhi bu zhan yang chun shui

A line from an ancient poem, it means that someone is able to skip laundry duties in the winter in March due to the cold weather. What this actually means is that a person was born into a good family and has the fortune to not have to wash their clothes personally, or do house chores. This is usually used to describe females.

*眼睛里流露出一抹笑意 yan jing li liu lu chu yi mo xiao yi

This is frequently used for Sui Zhou in the novel and I’m putting a note in here because this is pretty interesting. What this literally means is that in Sui Zhou eyes, a smile is revealed/emerges. In Chinese we take it to mean that he’s smiling and the smile is reflected in his eyes, I’ve translated this to Sui Zhou either smiling or exuding warmth in his gaze, both of which are of course not quite accurate, but you can see why a literal translation would be strange.

#the sleuth of ming dynasty #tsomd #tsomd novel #成化十四年 #fanzhou #fanzhou highlights #tang fan #sui zhou #hahaha tang fan is honestly just...#hungry #and loves food

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laybrazil · 3 years ago

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Happy Juzi

Agosto de 2018

"Eu tenho que me desenvolver. Você não pode ver isso apenas como um hobby, desse jeito você não pode crescer. Você tem que aprender coisas."

No dia 5 de julho de 2016, foi anunciado que o drama online <Spin-off de The Mystic Nine com Er Yue Hong> começaria a ser gravado. Esse é Zhang Yixing, continuando o papel de Er Yue Hong mais uma vez após <The Mystic Nine>.

No dia 9 de agosto, no local de gravação onde fazia 31°C, vimos Zhang Yixing vestindo três camadas de figurino enquanto gravava.

Com uma franja longa e um figurino branco, Zhang Yixing parecia se destacar entre os membros da equipe em volta dele, que usavam apenas shorts e camisetas. Ao nos ver chegar, ele rapidamente cumprimentou a todos: "Então muitas pessoas vieram hoje, vocês sentiram minha falta?"

No dia da gravação, outros atores do <The Mystic Nine> foram visitá-lo. Depois de entregarem seus presentes, nenhum deles pararam de secar o suor. Em comparação, a reação do Zhang Yixing foi muito mais calma. Sim, o inverno congelante e o calor do verão, Zhang Yixing se acostumara a esse tipo de vida de gravação por mais de um ano.

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Desde que criou seu estúdio em abril de 2015, Zhang Yixing participou de 5 filmes e 2 dramas de televisão. O cantor Zhang Yixing já parece ter andado no caminho de cantor por bastante tempo e Juzi-kun se lembra que em uma entrevista de quando ele voltou para China pela primeira vez, ele não havia mencionado que não atuaria. Então, quando a entrevista começou, Juzi-kun fez essa pergunta primeiro:

"O que você acha de ser um ator? Você vê isso apenas como um hobby além de cantar, ou você está se preparando para continuar a se desenvolver (nessa área)?"

"Eu tenho que me desenvolver. Você não pode ver isso apenas como um hobby, desse jeito você não pode crescer. Você tem que aprender coisas."

ㅤOuvindo de outra pessoa que ele já tem muitos trabalhos, viu-se uma surpresa agradável no olhar de Zhang Yixing, e então ele deu aquela resposta.

Zhang Yixing é o primeiro artista chinês a ganhar o direito de se desenvolver independentemente na China desde que a empresa SM foi criada. Ninguém ensinou a ele como seguir esse caminho, no qual é preciso conciliar o desenvolvimento de seu grupo com o seu próprio, mas atualmente ele foca nas atividades no grupo na área da música, enquanto, para seu próprio desenvolvimento no país (China), filmagens são de fato a escolha mais apropriada.

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Falando sobre papéis: Uma ovelha também pode ficar irritada, também pode ser teimosa. Quero um papel em que eu supere as expectativas.

Os trabalhos de Yixing no passado eram todos modernos e as personalidades dos personagens coincidiam bastante com a dele. Logo, ele facilmente ganhou o rótulo de quem "atua como ele mesmo". Mas dessa vez, Er Yue Hong do <The Mystic Nine> não era bem o mesmo que o Yixing. Ele é um personagem "com uma importante história escrita por Nan Pai San Shu, ele é uma imagem que já existe nos corações de muitos fãs do livro. Para trazer esse personagem à vida, para Zhang Yixing, que está apenas começando, não é um desafio fácil.

Então, quando perguntaram "qual foi o maior avanço para você ao se tornar Er Yue Hong?", ele respondeu assim:

"Zhang Yixing tem um lado assim: todos acham que eu sou uma ovelhinha. Mas eles sempre deixam passar um problema: a ovelha também pode ficar irritada, também pode ser teimosa. Ela também pode encarar, também pode odiar outras pessoas e detestar alguém. A pessoa que corta o pelo dela e a mata, ela também pode odiá-la - é claro que odeia, mas ela já está morta, então é assim de fato."

Zhang Yixing abaixou a cabeça e pensou por três segundos. Sua expressão era a de alguém um pouco desamparado. Então, aparentemente ele terminou sua resposta de uma vez. E quando ele disse "(a ovelha) pode encarar alguém e odiar alguém", ele pareceu dar um olhar "furioso" para a câmera, a mesma expressão que Er Ye deu a Fo Ye quando ele perguntou sobre o medicamento escondido.

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Celebridades devem sempre dar ao público algo para se recordar, tal como a "ovelhinha" sendo Zhang Yixing. Mas depois de um tempo, um rótulo como esse irá determinar uma característica e até mesmo irá se tornar uma "corrente" que limita o futuro de alguém na carreira de atuação.

"Ele pode descobrir por um outro ponto de vista que a ovelha não é capaz apenas de ser assim, pode ser de outro jeito. Na verdade, todo mundo tem três dimensões."

Er Yue Hong é um famoso Dan da trupe de ópera de Changsha. Ele canta ópera bem, ele rouba túmulos com cuidado, mas o mais importante é que ele tem um só pensamento quando se trata de amor. Tendo amado Ya Tou por toda sua vida, um personagem perfeito como esse, no coração de alguém que está fazendo esse personagem, quais fraquezas o Er Yue Hong tem?

"Ele é persistente demais. No final, quando você tem 105 anos, na verdade você ainda pode arrumar alguém, certo? Mm, mas ele não fez isso. Acho que um homem assim é bem incrível."

O entendimento de Zhang Yixing de "persistência" é a persistência de Er Ye no amor, ele que prefere ficar velho sozinho do que se casar novamente. Apesar de emocionante, o próprio Zhang Yixing parece não gostar muito desse tipo de personalidade.

"Eu sou uma pessoa que vive num mundo de conto de fadas. Espero que toda minha vida possa ser tão bonita quanto um conto de fadas, mas não sei."

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Falando de avanços, se pedíssemos para Zhang Yixing atuar no papel de Fo Ye, poderia haver um avanço maior ainda. Juzi-kun tentou perguntar: "Se você pudesse escolher de novo, Fo Ye - o aparentemente autoritário com aparições acompanhadas por música de fundo - seria algo que você consideraria?"

"Ainda gosto mais de Er Ye. Durante todo o drama, acho que o personagem Er Ye, as características desse personagem são coisas das quais eu gosto mais. Suas habilidades de luta são boas. Ele é uma pessoa perfeita. Apenas não vamos falar da opinião dele sobre o amor. Não falando da opinião dele sobre o amor, colocando o amor de lado, porque não consigo perceber as emoções de todo mundo.

Por exemplo, uma repórter-jie jie, você, repórter-amiga, você, eu não consigo ver seu mundo de emoções. O que eu consigo ver é tudo o que você me fala. Entre o que você fala para mim, eu consigo ver suas emoções e assim por diante, é essa a parte que eu consigo ver. Porém as partes que eu não consigo enxergar são muitas. Acho que, em geral, para mim, Er Yue Hong é o personagem que eu mais gosto."

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Falando sobre cenas de choro: Não havia uma linha no script dizendo que os olhos de Er Yue Hong estavam com lágrimas, mas acho que chegar lá é um avanço.

A parte em que Er Yue Hong estava implorando por medicamentos na chuva e se despedindo de Ya Tou é o momento mais trágico do drama até gora. Muitas pessoas começaram a ver o charme do próprio Zhang Yixing como ator nesse momento.

"(Naquele momento) Eu pratiquei muito, pratiquei para ponderar as emoções, sem falar com os outros, apenas pensando silenciosamente comigo mesmo, indo até aquela posição, vendo todo o cenário, imaginando, criando uma imagem na minha cabeça."

"Foi difícil voltar daquela cena?"

"Não foi fácil. Quem iria imaginar que uma pessoa tão vívida e animada iria ficar daquele jeito de repente..."

Zhang Yixing foi rápido nessa resposta, mas as pessoas que viram os bastidores da gravação sabem. Depois que o diretor gritou "corta", as lágrimas não paravam. O assistente apenas conseguia andar de um lado para o outro ao lado dele, hesitando se deveria dar uma toalha...

ㅤㅤㅤ "Na cena em que implorava por medicamentos na chuva, o script não dizia que havia lágrimas nos olhos de Er Yue Hong, isso não estava escrito. Mas acho que isso foi um avanço. Incluindo (ele) sentado ao lado do caixão quando falou da carta, isso trouxe de volta as memórias que ele teve com Ya Tou mais uma vez, esse foi o ápice. Na verdade, naquele momento, eu pensei por bastante tempo, como havia dito. Aquilo deveria sair, eu deveria chorar mais do que nas duas vezes anteriores. Mas na cena com Fo Ye implorando medicamento na chuva, eu estava encharcado demais, então chorei demais também."

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De repente pensei em Zhang Yixing dizendo em uma entrevista anterior que não sabia como atuar e um exemplo no qual ele teve que forçar a si mesmo para entrar na cena:

"(O diretor disse) 'alguém na sua frente está ferido, você irá salvá-lo? Salve-o, você deve salvá-lo, você tem que sentir isso"

Algumas vezes se você acredita em algo, o público irá acreditar também.

Falando sobre amor: Deixe acontecer naturalmente. Ficaremos juntos se tivermos ficar juntos, iremos nos separar se tivermos que nos separar.

Vocês ainda se lembram de uma contagem regressiva de ano novo em um certo canal de TV ano passado, na qual Zhang Yixing segurou o pulso de Zhao Li Ying o tempo todo e terminou cantando uma música? Naquele momento parecia que esse menino era tão tímido. Quando ele atuar em cenas sentimentais no futuro, o quão constrangedor vai ser...

Na verdade, o próprio Zhang Yixing disse que não tem nenhuma confiança em cenas de amor na tela.

"Todas as minhas cenas emotivas são de amor, duas pessoas sendo muito doces juntas, você é minha e eu sou seu, mas não seu de verdade - vocês sabem, é difícil de explicar isso."

Zhang Yixing gesticulou para expressar seu desamparo, todos no local riram, porque é muito difícil imaginar que isso está vindo de alguém que trabalhou com pelo menos três tipos diferentes de atrizes.

"Você atuou em cenas com Li Xiao Lu, Guan Xiao Tong e Yuan Bing Yan. Que sentimentos diferentes você teve?"

"Mm... três tipos de diferentes de cenas emotivas, sabe? Eu realmente não tenho nenhuma opinião dessas cenas, eu realmente não sei como atuar nessas cenas, mas, mm..."

Essa cena foi um pouco constrangedora, Zhang Yixing virou a cabeça e viu o celular do fotógrafo: "A capinha do seu celular é bem bonita."

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Apesar de Zhang Yixing continuar enfatizando que não é bom lidando com cenas emocionais, em <The Mystic Nine>, seu amor com Ya Tou ainda comoveu muitas pessoas. Em relação a isso, ele deu a maior parte do crédito ao diretor:

"O diretor He Shu Pei me ajudou muito nessas cenas emocionais. Ele disse que na verdade são apenas algumas coisas, somente um curto momento nas cenas, apenas segurar a mão dela um pouco ou colocar o casaco nela, são momentos assim que permitem que os outros sintam o amor..."

"Nunca passei por isso até esse dia." Ele rapidamente acrescentou depois.

Apesar de atuar as emoções de alguém ser algo difícil, Zhang Yixing ainda está bastante certo quanto ao tipo de relacionamento pelo qual ele anseia.

"Às vezes eu digo que (Er Ye) é bem parecido comigo, certo? Na verdade, depois de responder muitos amigos, muitos amigos homens, eu espero que eles possam amar uma garota por toda a vida deles também. Mas frequentemente quando você se prende a essa mentalidade de amar (alguém), seja um garoto ou garota que está macucado (a), é sempre você que está machucado (a). De qualquer forma, se você tiver uma atitude alegre ou uma mentalidade de deixar tudo acontecer naturalmente para encarar esse relacionamento, esse relacionamento irá seguir seu caminho naturalmente. Ficaremos juntos se tivermos que ficar juntos, nos separaremos se tivermos que nos separar, isso parece bastante bom."

Falando sobre irmandade: Não sei sobre "QiHong" e "QiYue", o relacionamento entre homens deve ser como o da equipe do Go Fighting.

Er Yue Hong e Zhang Qi Shan são irmãos que se conhecem bem. Apesar de poder existir incidentes desagradáveis entre os fãs por causa do tempo de cada idol no drama e seus papéis, Zhang Yixing e Chen Wei Ting têm um bom relacionamento em privado. Nos vídeos dos bastidores que a equipe libera, você pode vê-los com frequência abraçando um cachorrinho para aquecer as mãos e conversando em um canto.

"(Nós) conversamos muito. Ele gosta de jogar, então eu falo sobre jogos com ele. Eu gosto de fazer música, então falo sobre música com ele. Nós dois gostamos de dançar, então quando nenhum de nós tem algo para fazer, nós dançamos. Enquanto lemos o script, nós dois falamos algumas coisas com o sotaque de Hong Kong e com o de Changsha."

Enquanto falava sobre essas coisas, Zhang Yixing se encostou no sofá inconscientemente. Pode-se dizer que em um local de gravação, ter conhecido alguém com quem se pode falar sobre música o deixou bastante feliz.

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Agora, o público gosta muito de juntar os dois personagens principais de dramas famosos, o que também é conhecido como "CPs". No <The Mystic Nine>, há dois pares assim: "QiHong" e "QiYue", referindo-se ao relacionamento entre Zhang Qi Shan, Er Yue Hong e Yin Xin Yue. E quando Juzi-kun mencionou isso, Zhang Yixing olhou para seus managers com um olhar confuso. Parecia que ele realmente não sabia essas coisas.

Juzi-kun aproveitou a oportunidade para perguntar a ele sobre seus sentimentos:

[Treinando, Er Ye convencendo Fo Ye a aceitar Xin Yue: "Acho que ela combina bem com você." Fo Ye responde: "Acho que você combina bem comigo também."]

"Foi constrangedor quando você atuou nessa cena?"

"Não, parece que essa frase foi dita em frente a Wei Ting, ele é um ator bem "velho", então ele não a achou inadequada. Vi que ele pareceu satisfeito com ela e atuou bem. Eu não quis comentar se ele atua bem ou não, quis dizer que ele é muito incrível, é um bom ator, então ele disse isso com bastante naturalidade."

Falando em relações entre irmãos, é impossível não mencionar a equipe do Go Fighting. Zhang Yixing é sortudo, ele recebeu muitos conselhos e cuidados de vários sêniores bem depois de retornar a China para se desenvolver. Isso permitiu que ele tivesse um conhecimento mais profundo das interações entre homens:

"Se você quiser uma opinião sobre os sentimentos entre irmãos, acho que as interações entre homens são de admiração, um respeito mútuo, uma irmandade universal, apoio e encorajamento. Se você quer um exemplo, a equipe do Go Fighting ilustra bem os sentimentos entre homens, sem desprezar qualquer irmão."

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P: Você viu os comentários sobre "Er Yue Hong"? Qual se destacou mais para você?

LAY: Normalmente eu desligo os comentários, caso contrário quando você vê os comentários passando é um pouco chato.

P: O que as pessoas ao seu redor acharam da sua atuação nesse papel?

LAY: As pessoas ao me redor não são chinesas, nenhuma delas assistiu.

P: É difícil sair do papel do personagem?

LAY: Não é, não é, não é... não é fácil."

P: Cenas de luta, cenas nos túmulos, comparando com cenas emocionais, qual você acha que é.... (não terminou de falar)

LAY: Cenas de luta.

P: As cenas de luta são mais difíceis?

LAY: Não, eu gosto mais de atuar nas cenas de luta.

P: Em relação aos limites nas cenas emocionais, você sabe o seu nível e seu limite?

LAY: Por que todos gostam de perguntar sobre limites? (Aumenta o tom de voz) Eu não sei, não sei se o próximo trabalho que eu aceitar será de um certo limite, mas apenas sei que no momento eu não consigo fazer isso."

P: O que você não consegue fazer?

LAY: ... Por exemplo, há pessoas que perguntam sobre limites. Ainda vai depender do script, do acordo ao qual chegaremos antes de trabalharmos juntos, como eu espero que esteja minha situação. Digo, pedir para você apenas vir e atuar... isso não é certo também..."

P: Nesse drama, Yin Xin Yue e Ya Tou são representantes de dois tipos diferentes de garotas. Na vida real, se você tivesse que escolher, qual tipo você preferiria?

LAY: Eu gosto de alguém que é Ya Tou quando estamos fora, mas Yin Xin Yue quando estão comigo em casa."

P: Quais planos você tem para a segunda metade desse ano?

LAY: Na segunda metade desse ano, eu ainda estarei fazendo atividades, mas também haverá algumas atividades individuais minhas. Irei manter segredo por enquanto, vou fazer todos ficarem tentando adivinhar um pouco haha"

(Nesse momento, sua expressão se iluminou de repente e ele começou a falar mais rápido, estalando os dedos).

"Na verdade, eu deveria ter uma surpresa, mas agora não tenho mais certeza, porque não sei também. Eu também estive trabalhando duro para conseguir esse resultado, mas se realmente for isso especificamente... Porque para conseguir esse resultado, tem que ser o momento certo, no local certo e a pessoa certa. Se tudo isso não for certo, todos devem compreender também."

Tradução para o inglês feita por @laymerence @layixingworld

Tradução para o português feita por Lay Brazil

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