章 322: 124 Weibo exploded, Yan Lu's backstage_1

Ever since the day the script was acquired, thousands of netizens had started discussing why it shouldn't be adapted into a film.

No one could bring to life the heroic spirit of blood-stained sands and decisive swordplay amidst the clouds.

Especially the role of Bai Xiangjun, the woman who went to war.

The historians who recorded her story did not skimp on their adjectives.

She bore her spear in salute to the mountains and rivers, her sword's shadow fierce as she alone charged through thousands of troops.

There were even rumors on the forums that when the historian wrote about the Bai Family, Chen Ye's knife was at his throat.

When Wan Qiushan was casting the role, he left this character for last; he truly was stunned by Yan Lu's audition, as if parting the clouds to see the bright sky of tomorrow.

He couldn't find a single fault with Yan Lu.

But now, Wan Qiushan felt that flaws were all over Yan Lu—