Copywriting one:
Lu Yu'an and Shen Zhiyou have collaborated in three dramas.
In the first part, he is Mu Qing, the god of war, and she is the goddess Nan Xing, both of whom died fighting for the sake of the world.
In the second part, he is a young general and she is the eldest princess. The general died for the country in hundreds of battles, but the princess and her relatives are still alive.
In the third part, he is a hostage abandoned by the country, and she is the princess of an enemy country. She could have a good ending, but she died in the second year of marrying him.
Fans jokingly call them "be cp".
The reporter asked Lu Yu'an what he wanted to say to his fans, and he saw that the pair of men, who were always three-quarters friendly and seven-quarters distant, had smiles on their faces.
"Stop eating CP, eat real people."
Fans were blown away.
Copywriting two:
In an interview, the host asked her when she knew she was this person.
Shen Zhiyou thought for a while, it was probably that day on the streets of Fenghuang Ancient City.
On a late autumn night in the mottled ancient city, the river breeze was strong. On the stone bridge, which has been bent by the years, an old man wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked over carrying a fish. The floating old boat swayed with the wind, and the river swayed with it.
A hoarse singing voice came, and the middle-aged man playing the guitar was singing, "I want to hold you in the dark night, if life can be old again."
The palm of her hand suddenly felt warm, and he called out "You You" as their eyes met. Her heart seemed to be shaking even more than the water in the boat.
Maybe the river breeze was too cold and his palms were too hot.
Maybe it's the smoky voice singing folk songs that confuses people.
Maybe there was an ancient city hidden in his eyes when he looked at her.
Maybe it's just because he's the one walking next to her
That's it, give him a chance and give her a chance.
The road ahead is short and they have to walk a long way.
Intention: A long-lasting and sincere love