The anchor, he teases the actor every day

---Da Da is too nympho!But this one does look fine.

---[Smiling] Those who don't know how to watch movies, no one can play the little angel Huacuo in my mind.

---Looks like a newcomer?Is it reliable?

--- I went around my little brother's Weibo and only filmed one MV. It's a bit mysterious.But the value is still ok...

---I don't listen, I don't listen! ! ! ! ! ! !Don't destroy my little angel Huacuo! ! !

Li Juan took a cup of coffee and leaned against the computer desk, watched for a long time and smiled: "Don't worry, these fans will just talk about it, and the movie will be released faster than anyone else."

Shen Yu turned off the comments, staring in a daze at the sudden increase in the number of fans on his Weibo interface.Sister Li found a relationship and asked Ding Erdang to help post a Weibo, which increased her popularity.

"I have to catch a plane to the set tomorrow morning, can it work?"

He nodded.

After eating the last meal with Su Weiyang at home, the two of them chatted until very late before slowly falling asleep.

Woke up by Sister Li's call the next day, Su Weiyang lay on his side on the bed with his face buried in the quilt and did not move.

Shen Yu sighed and ruffled his hair.

The shooting location is in Hengdian, City B, not very far away, but it doesn't mean that they can meet face to face.

Shen's mother failed to come to see him off, so she only gave a few words in a hurry, and transferred tens of thousands of dollars from the card to him, asking him to take good care of himself, and then hung up the phone.

Sister Li's company has a lot of things to do, so she sent two reliable assistants to follow him.

Shen Yu stood at the boarding gate with a suitcase and a mask on, and waved to Su Weiyang through a few scattered people.The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, then turned around suddenly, and left facing each other as if they didn't miss it.

The two little assistants looked at each other and followed him silently, each carrying a bag.

Three hours later, the plane landed.Shen Yu sat in the car arranged by Sister Li to pick him up, pressed his sore eyes, and sent Shen Yu a message: I'm here, don't worry.

The answer over there was very fast: Well, be careful.

There were a lot of people on the set, Shen Yu just hurriedly greeted the director and screenwriter when he arrived at the place, and was immediately taken to his room by the scene manager, where he rested for an hour.

Next, it's his role.

In the theatre, there are singing and singing, and Hua Cuo sits alone in the room, removing the remaining make-up.

Half of his face is rouge and white makeup, glamorous and moving.Half of the face has cold eyebrows and long and narrow eyelids.The knuckles are clear and slender, slowly dipped in water, rubbing the center of the eyebrows to trace the flowers.

The wooden bolt of the house door rang dumbly, and he looked at the bronze mirror, squinting, his eyes were cold.

Immediately afterwards, a fat and greasy figure came in, turned around and quickly closed the door.A series of movements are flowing and flowing, completely different from his body shape.

Hua Cuo was behind him, with a cold emotion in his eyes, like a sneer.

When people turned around to look at him obsessively, they saw a stunned and handsome face, and the visitor didn't even realize it, he bent over and smiled obscenely: "Young Master Jiran?"

Hua Cuo nodded hesitantly, tapped his fingers twice rhythmically under the cover of the cloth towel, and asked with a frown, "Who are you?"

The person who came didn't notice his movements, so he rushed forward impatiently, grabbed his collar with his hands, and said with a smile, "I am...!!!"

The figure suddenly appeared, and a dagger with a cold light suddenly appeared across his chest.

"Card! Pass!"

The prop master came over in a hurry, smeared plasma on the dragon suit lying on the ground, fixed the spring-loaded short knife, and quickly retreated.

Director Li looked at the camera from behind and said, "Xiao Shen, don't be nervous, this part just now was okay."

Shen Yu closed her eyes and fixed her makeup, and Yaoyao made a gesture of receipt.

Wang Jin, the leading actor who played Hua Ming, took a last look at the clothes, and after feeling all right, he yelled to the right: "It's okay, director!"

"OK! Scene 46 of the second paragraph, action!"

Hua Ming frowned in distaste, wiped off a drop of blood spattered on the back of his hand with the makeup remover cloth on the table, knelt down and looked at the dead man on the ground, turned his head and said, "Isn't it right? This fat man is not Li Pushe!" !"

Hua Cuo glanced at it slowly, threw away the blood-stained cloth on which he wiped his hands, and said calmly, "Isn't it? I thought you were talking about him."

Hua Ming scratched his head and jumped a little: "There are only two of them here today, so it's too much to be able to find mistakes like this!"

"Who is this person then?"

Hua Ming took a closer look and frowned: "It seems to be Mr. Du from the Ministry of Punishment."

"Really, what a pity." Hua Cuo said regretfully, looking at the blurred face in the bronze mirror.

People, of course, will not kill the wrong one.

Director Chen beckoned, and the photographer consciously and slowly changed the light lens, switching to a close-up shot, to freeze the clear and substantive cold sarcasm in the young man's eyes.

In the silence all around, there was a slight clicking sound suddenly.

Director Li frowned fiercely: "Stop!"

There was a mess next to him, Shen Yu was in a trance, and when he stood up, he was a little confused.

Wang Jin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It's okay, someone took a picture just now."

A little girl over there held her mobile phone and hurriedly stood up, apologizing with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll delete the photo right now!"

Just as Director Li was about to scold again, Director Chen waved his hand and said, "That's all right, let's just go out next time." Then he shouted: "Get ready, 46 reshoots!"

Seeing the silence over there, Shen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and bent down to pick up the props.Go and hear Wang Jin say in a complicated tone: "Shen Yu, right? My name is Wang Jin."

Shen Yu quickly stood up and said, "I know."

Seeing that he didn't plan to say anything more about politeness, Wang Jin was a little surprised, but more amused, and said, "How old are you?"

"...Seventeen."

Just as Wang Jin was about to speak, the scene manager over there reminded him to reshoot, so he had to say: "The acting is not bad, come on."

Shen Yu thanked him sincerely.

Hua Cuo has very few scenes, and even fewer scenes with the heroine.So I didn't see the elusive gold master girl very much.

Director Chen saw him filming and studying regardless of day and night, first sighed that the young man was willing to work hard, and then mercifully moved his role to the front row.

Adding, subtracting, and subtracting only dozens of scenes, and his part is almost finished in more than two months.

The weather was getting warmer and the spring breeze was warm, and Shen Yu finally waited for his last scene.

"Hua Cuo is finished, the 439th game, action!"

The setting sun is like blood, and the palace gate is broken.The scars carved by knives and swords left mottled ruts on the long pillars, and there was a dull blood color imprinted in the carved wood, which was shocking.

Hua Cuo knelt on one leg, stood on the ground with a sword in one hand, his jade crown was shattered, his long hair was suddenly scattered all over the blood-stained red clothes, his raised eyes were red, cold, ruthless, stubborn and crazy.

"It's really you."

Hua Ming stood at the corner of the palace garden, and the strong wind blew his clothes against his body, so the slightly trembling hand holding the sword could be seen clearly, the tip of the sword was dripping blood and was bright red.

Hua Cuo twitched the corners of his mouth—the camera zoomed in—his eyes were full of sarcasm and a smile: "Didn't you see it all?"

"...Why do you want to help King Anding?"

Hua Cuo staggered to his feet, leaned on the red brick palace wall with his sword, took a breath slowly, closed his eyes and said, "Didn't you find out a long time ago...my mother is in his hands."

Hua Ming was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes abruptly, staring at him: "...you don't know?"

"what do you know?"

"Your mother... committed suicide on the day you were taken into the palace by Commander Yu."

Hua Cuo was stunned, showing a little childlike childishness in a trance, opened his eyes, and then blinked very slowly.His eyes were shattered, and only now did he reveal a little youthful ignorance.

"Boom".Unable to hold the long sword in his hand, he fell to the ground with a loud crash.

More than ten years of suffering, repeated betrayal of fellow disciples, and finally tempered into a ruthless and indifferent temperament... It turned out to be a joke.

Hua Ming looked at him quietly, both hated and sad.But I saw him slowly squatting down against the wall, his long hair luxuriantly reaching the ground, looking embarrassed, fragile and ridiculous.

A layer of mottled blood was rubbed on the red bricks of the palace wall, Hua Cuo stared at the willow branches spreading out of the wall, laughed abruptly, and said: "My whole life... is really not human, dog, or dog. .”

His voice is still as usual cold: "But... there is no turning back when you open the bow. From the day I came out of the palace, I was destined to go this way... There are rules in the Yanxu Sect, and the traitors are not enough to die. pity."

"Brother, kill me."

Hua Ming was startled, gritted his teeth hard, and looked complicated.

Hua Cuo looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled, his face was like a flower and his eyebrows were gentle, a joy that he had never seen in more than ten years.He said, "Please, kill me."

The smiling face in the camera is touching, cutting towards the light-colored Yunjuan Yunshu.The peach blossoms in spring bloom like haze, revealing a quiet beauty.

The setting sun was finally half-hidden outside the palace wall, and the sky was crimson with the rays of light.

In the long corridor of the palace garden lay a figure quietly, the long sword fell aside, the red clothes were like blood, messy and dilapidated.The dust-stained face was as pale as snow, and the narrow and delicate eyes were tightly closed, never to be opened again.

"Card! Pass!"

The surroundings were silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Shen Yu got up, wiped his blood-stained hands casually, walked over with a prop sword, handed it to the field manager and nodded with a smile.The field manager took over, gave him a complicated look, wiped his face and left.

Director Chen waved: "Xiao Shen, come here."

Wang Jin walked to the camera during the cut, and smiled politely when he saw him coming.

Shen Yuxian bowed slightly, and asked, "What's the matter, Director Chen? Is there anything to retake?"

Director Chen glanced at him with complicated eyes, and fixed the camera on a close-up of his face—it happened to be his expression when he learned that King Anding had cheated him—suddenly but clearly, shocked but relaxed.

He asked, "Why were you in this mood at the time?"

Shen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and slowly recalled: "I'm sorry, I didn't remember clearly when I entered the play... Hua Cuo is too smart, and should have guessed the result when he grew up. I just didn't want to believe it all the time. When being pointed out by the senior brother, I probably felt that I deserved to die, and I didn’t have to carry a heavy burden to betray my fellow disciples. I was actually very happy... I think so, what does Director Chen think?"

Before Director Chen could speak, Ding Erdang stared at him, and said quickly: "That's right. I did have this idea at the time, but it was never mentioned in the novel, and even few readers saw it. I read the script, but there is no such thing in it... Is it you improvising yourself?"

Shen Yu nodded hesitantly: "Almost."

Director Li patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, work harder, you have a future."

Shen Yu bowed: "Thank you Director Li."

"The 439th scene is over! The role of Huacuo is over!"

The author has something to say: Ahhhh~! ~~~~~~Brother Yang, your partner is coming back! ! ! ! ! !