Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 421 419. I hope we will be the protagonists next time

The weather in the mountains has been bad these days, and Chen Li'an even forgot that he hadn't seen the sunrise in several days.

I wake up so early every day, and it feels like I haven’t gotten up even if I can’t see the sun.

Chen Li'an sat up from the bed, his pillow was empty, and Cheng Hao got up early in the morning and ran back to his room.

It seems that the mosquito net in her room is not going to be repaired. Every night after everyone has rested, she goes to Chen Li'an to sleep.

There was a mosquito net and a warm embrace. The only bad thing was that every time Chen Li'an hugged her from behind to sleep, he was not honest and she felt hot.

While having breakfast, Huo Jianqi had serious dark circles under his eyes, and he hadn't slept well in the past few days.

It wasn't that the frogs were chirping at night, but he was a little worried about the progress of the filming.

I have been in the mountains for half a month, and I have taken less than one-fifth of the photos. I don’t know when I will finish them.

Huo Jianqi is not impatient, and there is nothing wrong with filming slowly, but if Chen Li'an is invited to act, it is naturally impossible to accompany him for several months of filming.

"I have to work overtime today. I'll finish filming the scenes on the road first, and then shoot the rest of the memories and the scenes without you later." Huo Jianqi said while licking his rice noodles.

Chen Li'an nodded and had no objection. It was indeed impossible for him to keep filming here for several months.

It would be best if the shooting could be completed in one month, which can also be regarded as some small benefits for investors.

"Director, will my part be filmed soon?" Cheng Hao asked while chewing corn.

Huo Jianqi thought for a moment and said, "You are not in a hurry for your role. How is your dance practice going?"

Cheng Hao nodded and said, "It's not bad. I've memorized all the moves, but I haven't practiced with Teacher Chen yet."

Huo Jianqi turned to look at Chen Li'an and said, "You go back and practice with Cheng Hao. Don't forget to finish filming other scenes and you haven't learned how to dance yet."

"I know, I'm a pretty good dancer, but I've never used a bamboo tube to dance." Chen Li'an asked curiously, "Where are you going to find other dancers and reed players?"

Huo Jianqi took a sip of the soup and said, "What are you looking for? There are a lot of them in the village. Ethnic minorities are versatile. Basically everyone can dance, unlike us Han people who can't do anything."

Chen Li'an laughed and said, "We sat and watched."

"It's true." Huo Jianqi touched his chin and said, "No wonder our ancestors are busy fighting all day long."

Chen Li'an smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Let's forget it as a joke. Don't tell the people in the village, be careful of getting beaten."

Huo Jianqi rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not stupid."

"Okay, let's start filming, and try to finish it as soon as possible." Chen Li'an handed the bowls and chopsticks to Cheng Haojiu who was next to him and went to change clothes and prepare for filming.

Huo Jianqi watched Cheng Hao carrying Chen Li'an's dishes and chopsticks to wash them, then looked down at the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiao Li! Come here and help me wash the dishes!" Huo Jianqi handed his bowl to his assistant and ran to start preparing it.

The pace of this movie is very slow, and there is no thrilling plot. It is just a short story about one family in each village on the postal road.

After leaving the first village, my father turned a corner and went to the fifth wife's house.

The son didn't understand why he had to go alone, and he didn't understand why his father wanted to trick the blind fifth wife into sending a letter from his grandson.

The fifth wife sits at the door of her house every day, looking forward to letters and the return of her grandson, but every time it is her father who comes, she happily welcomes his arrival and prepares a bone for her second son.

The father's forged letter contained ten dollars and a blank piece of paper.

The son stood in the yard and watched his father read a letter to his fifth wife, pretending that her grandson was saying hello to her and caring about her health.

The father read half of the book and told the fifth wife that he had retired and that from now on it would be his son who would deliver the letter, asking the fifth wife to call him if anything happened.

Looking at the blank letter in his hand, the father handed it to his son and asked him to continue reading.

When the letter is handed over to the son, this responsibility is also handed over. This postal route is a bit of inheritance between father and son.

The son read a letter to the fifth wife for the first time, and accidentally said the wrong thing. He said in the tone of a grandson that he wanted to take the fifth wife to take care of her in old age, but his father gave him a hard look.

The fifth wife listened to her son's young voice as if she were hearing her grandson talking to her. She held her son's hand and didn't speak for a long time.

The father and son left after reading the letter, leaving the fifth wife alone, sitting there lonely and looking into the distance, but her blind eyes could not see the light, only darkness.

The fifth wife can't wait for her grandson.

After leaving, the son heard what his father said about the fifth wife. Her grandson was admitted to a key university and left the mountain and never came back. Even after his father passed away, he never came back.

The fifth mother-in-law cried her eyes out because she missed her grandson. After waiting for so many years, she never got her grandson back. She only got a greeting card and a money order every year during the Chinese New Year.

The son was silent for a while and felt that his father was protecting his grandson. He should not have deceived his fifth wife, but should have written to the grandson!

The father and son had a few quarrels. After all, the two generations still have different concepts of looking at problems and doing things.

Most Chinese fathers and sons are like this, arguing silently and disagreeing with each other. Only when one party understands the other party can they understand and reconcile.

There are several more scenes like this later, where the conflicts and cognitive differences between father and son are revealed in every little thing.

The son can listen to the songs on the radio and sing along while walking, but the father cannot and cannot listen to songs.

Seeing buses on the winding dirt roads in the mountains, my son thought he could figure out the bus routes and time patterns and save some distance.

But the father thought it was opportunistic, thinking that the postal route was the postal route, and angrily turned off his son's radio.

But as he continued on the postal route, traveled over mountains and rivers, and met different people and things, his son began to slowly understand his father.

On the last night on the postal route, father and son slept in the same bed. They had never been so close to each other, and their hearts had never been so close to each other.

After walking all the way, all the barriers and confusions disappeared on this last night.

The postal route was very difficult, but the scenery along the way was very good. Chen Li'an did not feel bored, but the scenery was enough to compensate for the hard work.

Chen Li'an has only one last scene left to film, which is the first night on the postal route. Someone is getting married in the village, and the date is specially set for the day when his father comes.

This scene was a bit difficult for Chen Li'an. He and Cheng Hao had to dance together around the bonfire at the wedding.

The dance of the Dong people is very distinctive. They sing and dance around the bonfire, banging bamboo tubes.

Chen Li'an had just memorized the moves before but hadn't practiced them yet. Cheng Hao had already learned them during this period of time without filming, so he came to teach Chen Li'an how to dance.

In the yard, Chen Li'an had a bamboo tube hanging on his body, imitating Cheng Hao's movements while jumping and tapping the bamboo tube.

The two danced in perfect harmony accompanied by the crisp and rapid sound of the bamboo tube. The movement and stillness were extremely beautiful.

Huo Jianqi, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but applaud. He turned to Teng Rujun and said, "Teacher Teng, they really look like a couple."

Teng Rujun smiled and said nothing. To be a husband and wife, you must have the fate of being a husband and wife. Chen Li'an is not a good match.

However, this girl seemed to be obsessed with Cheng Hao. He was wondering whether he should persuade Cheng Hao to avoid getting himself covered in bruises in the end.

In the yard, Chen Li'an and Cheng Hao had finished practicing. Cheng Hao looked at the sweat beads on Chen Li'an's forehead and took the initiative to wipe his sweat with his hand. He said with a bright smile: "Teacher Chen, you are really good at dancing. You can master it after just learning it a few times. I I’ve been practicing for almost a month.”

"Talent, and I have a foundation in dance." Chen Li'an took off the bamboo tube on his body, turned to look at Huo Jianqi and said, "Can we film now?"

"Shooting tomorrow!"

The decoration in the village began early the next day, completely in accordance with the wedding customs of the Dong people.

Red lanterns, flowing water mats, Lusheng band, and Dong ethnic costumes were all worn.

Seeing such a lively scene, Chen Li'an couldn't help but murmur to Huo Jianqi: "You said it's a pity that no one actually got married in so many scenes."

Huo Jianqi chuckled and said, "Then you get married. You go to Cheng Hao to propose. I guarantee that you can get into the bridal chamber tonight."

"Go away, I mean, no one in the village is getting married? You can come together." Chen Li'an said with regret, "It would be really exciting if there was a wedding."

Huo Jianqi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then no."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a young man and woman came over led by the elders of the village.

Chen Li'an's eyes immediately lit up, feeling that something was about to happen.

"Hello, director, I have something to discuss with you." The old man in Dong costume handed over two cigarettes with a smile and said: "There happens to be a junior in the village who is getting married. It was originally scheduled for next month. It’s more difficult, now it’s up to you.”

Before the old man finished speaking, Chen Li'an immediately said: "No problem, let's get married tomorrow. Will tomorrow be okay? It happens to be lively and lively! We don't have to rush the show."

The two young couples who were about to get married looked at Chen Li'an happily and said, "Is it really okay?"

"We can help, or we can give you money." The young man scratched his head and said, "We just don't have much money."

Chen Li'an laughed and said, "What kind of money are you asking for? Just treat us to a few more drinks tonight!"

Huo Jianqi had lived in the village for so long, so he was naturally willing to give this face, and he agreed with a smile.

After they left, Huo Jianqi looked at Chen Li'an and said, "Li'an, your mouth has been opened."

"This shows that our crew is lucky. It's a good sign!" Chen Li'an said as he suddenly remembered something. He touched his pocket and looked at Huo Jianqi and said, "Do you have any cash on you? People are not allowed to give red envelopes when they get married."

Huo Jianqi: "." You, a big boss, ask me for money?

"What are you looking at? It's not normal for me not to have any money on me." Chen Li'an smoked a cigarette and said in a pretentious manner: "Have you ever seen any rich man take money with him when he goes out?"

Huo Jianqi said speechlessly: "I have only seen you, a rich man, so whatever you say will be yours."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get the red envelope from your wallet! It's at least five hundred yuan, so you can be more happy."

"Okay, anyway, the crew pays for it, and it's your money that's spent."

The scene originally planned to be filmed in the evening has also been postponed and will wait until tomorrow.

At night, Chen Li'an sat in the yard and looked at the stars in the sky. It felt like it was a good sign. He had seen stars after coming here for so many days.

Cheng Hao sat aside and chased away mosquitoes for Chen Li'an. He grabbed the red envelope that was bitten on his arm and said, "Go in, there are too many mosquitoes."

"Okay, go to bed early tonight and help pick up the bride tomorrow."

After the two returned to the house, they went to bed. Cheng Hao turned his back to Chen Li'an, blushing and biting the quilt.

The cooing sounds in the room mixed with the frog sounds outside were particularly beautiful.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Hao let go of the quilt he was biting, panted with a red face, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said feebly: "Go take a shower."

Chen Li'an looked at the mosquito net that was gradually returning to calm and said, "Just wipe it. Isn't there water and towels in the room?"

Cheng really wanted to take a shower, but he didn't have the strength, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, you can wipe it for me. I don't want to move."

Chen Li'an got up and wiped Cheng Hao's body, then wiped himself and went to bed.

After a while in the darkness, Cheng Hao's voice was heard.

"Teacher Chen, have you ever thought about getting married?"

"No, why do you suddenly ask this, do you want to get married?"

"I'm just asking."

"Oh, go to sleep, I'll get up early tomorrow."

The room fell into silence again, except for the croaking of the frogs outside.

Early the next morning, Chen Li'an got up. He was going to pick up the bride.

Chen Li'an also specially borrowed Dong costumes and sneaked into the procession to receive the bride.

Huo Jianqi was not idle either. He took the photographer with him and acted as a wedding photographer.

I don’t know if the current wedding etiquette of the Dong people is any different from the past, but Chen Li’an thinks it’s still quite fun and lively.

It’s much more interesting than those weddings outside where people drive around, set off fireworks and eat dinner.

The excitement was not over until the wedding in the evening.

A huge bonfire was raised in the largest open space in the village. A dozen Dong guys played the Lusheng, and a dozen girls in Dong costumes danced around the bonfire.

Chen Li'an and Cheng Hao were surrounded in the middle, closest to the bonfire, dancing to the sound of music.

The flames of the bonfire radiated waves of heat, just like the atmosphere tonight.

On the periphery of the bonfire, the photographer took pictures conscientiously. Even though the banquet next to them was chatting with each other and the smell of meat was coming from the scene, he was not affected at all.

Huo Jianqi and Teng Rujun sat together and drank with the old people in the village, not caring about the filming at all.

In such an atmosphere tonight, no matter how the photographer takes pictures, there will be no problem, because everything is real.

This scene itself has no lines. Everyone just needs to eat, drink and be happy.

Chen Li'an and Cheng Hao danced very happily, and the girls and boys of the Dong ethnic group also came on the stage to dance around them.

There was no filming tonight, just a lively wedding.

After dancing for a long time, Chen Li'an pulled Cheng Hao down. If he didn't go down, he would be booed.

Chen Li'an took a sip of wine and said to Cheng Hao: "This is the happiest scene I have ever filmed."

"Me too! I hope there will be a next time!"

Cheng Hao's pupils reflected Chen Li'an's face and the beating bonfire, and he added silently in his heart.

"Hopefully next time we will be the protagonists."