come to the bowl

The overall tone of this week's scenes is the same, miserable.

Qiao Qiao is as miserable as the character is.

I cried solidly for more than ten hours. At the beginning, Qiao Qiao still couldn’t let go in front of the camera. After a long time, I saw that the progress of the shooting was still far behind. On the ground, the biting cold wind rushed back like a rising tide, brushing over her thinly clothed body.

The last bit of warmth and strength in Qiao Qiao's body was blown away, and it was all hanging by the brute force of insisting on shooting.

In the end, she also felt sad. She didn't want to cry at first, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Since the start, the shooting has gone very smoothly.Qiao Qiao's emotions and actions are very in place, and the impression in Wei Qian's heart is upgraded again.After work was over, everyone yelled, ate and drank, and Qiaoqiao squatted by the campfire, wrapped in a blanket, with her head bowed and her back shaking constantly.

In the weather of four to five degrees, wearing single clothes and straw sandals, kneeling and crying, and carrying stones and buckets to run around in the wind and sand.

Except for the effect of being whipped, Qiao Qiao didn't miss any of Jiang Wei's sufferings in the play.

Even a big man can't stand such a long training, let alone her, in order to control her weight this month, she didn't even eat much at all.

In fact, for these physical fatigue, Qiao Qiao thought that it would be fine if she gritted her teeth and persisted, because she had already made psychological preparations before.

But in the next scene... Qiao Qiao closed her eyes with difficulty, and tried her best to persuade herself that it was all necessary for the plot, and she forgot whether she was clean or not...

I don't know if it was the wind or nervousness, but Qiao Qiao's legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Adjust the number of episodes. The first episode today will be moved to noon, and Xiao Wang will arrange for group performances." Wei Qian's voice spread around the set through loudspeakers.

After all, the effect of on-site lighting is limited, and it can only be used as an auxiliary. In any case, it is not as good as natural light.The weather is too cold now, and before the sun comes out so early, the tone of the shot will be dark.Out of this consideration, Wei Qian decided to move the first scene back.

Qiao Qiao's heart temporarily relaxed.She exhaled lightly, and the water vapor she sent out was quickly liquefied into a cloud of white mist as soon as it left her lips, but Xumi was blown away in the wind.

Qiao Qiao turned his back to the direction of the wind, and looked at the rolling hills in front of him in a daze.

Her mind is full of silhouettes of scenes.Jiang Xi's ups and downs and struggles, the shackles on her body and the heavy ore did not bend her back, but the hatred and grief in her heart always restrained every nerve of her, the gravel penetrated into the wound, and the skin It seems that there is no pain, but there is a throbbing pain in my heart.

Looking around, there are people everywhere under the blue sky.They were all wearing the same prison uniforms as Jiang Wei, their faces were idiotic or adulterous, and they couldn't figure out where they came from, and couldn't see the way out.

But Jiang Wei hasn't spoken a word since the day he was cut off from the stage.

Jiaying saw that Qiao Qiao was holding the blanket and standing alone in the open space, her hair was blown by the wind and she didn't straighten her hair, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Qiao Qiao has been like this for the past two days. Jiaying knew that she was in that state now, so she didn't go to bother her, and brought a thermos bucket to prepare hot water for her to take a bath at night.

Jiaying packed two large buckets of hot water and was already out of breath when she slipped into Qiao Qiao's small room with all her might.

She crossed her hips, took a few deep breaths, and then bent down to move the bucket into the bathroom.

Jiaying was wiping sweat and sitting on a chair by the window sill. She was exhausted from running all the way from the water room to the third floor just now.

The third floor is not high, but it's not too short either. It's worthy of looking down on the set.

The sun has risen, and every wisp of fluff in the air is clearly visible.

The bright sunlight slapped on the hillside, except for being dry, it did not bring any warmth.

But Qiao Qiao was already sweating all over.

Jiaying could see clearly that Qiao Qiao was the same as the previous two days, carrying a basket full of ore and wood, running from the bottom of the mountain to the slope, every step she took, the shackles on her feet made a mark on the sand. .

Jiaying couldn't hear the sound of the iron rings touching, but she was already too familiar with it.

Qiao Qiao was wearing the simplest straw sandals, and the trousers only reached the ankle bone, and the ankles were bound by handcuffs without any cover.The hoop swayed with each step, slapping back and forth between the ground and her ankle.

When the metal hits the ankle, because there is a layer of skin as a cushion, the sound is dull. Jiaying has been on the set for so long, and she is no stranger to this.

Qiao Qiao's thin and slender figure was walking on the hillside, looking at it from such an angle, it was really worrying.

Jiaying thought that she was so self-satisfied after just carrying two buckets of water upstairs, she was still sitting on the window sill in a daze, the things on Qiao Qiao's back were no lighter than she was just now, and she just didn't say a word after these few days.

She couldn't sit still.

Jiaying turned around to make a bed for Qiao Qiao and sweep the floor, but found that the room had already been tidied up.

She smiled, too, Qiao Qiao loves to be clean like that, how can she wait until she comes to clean up for her?

"Cut!" Sitting in front of the monitor, Wei Qian shouted decisively when he saw that the last shot had been followed.

He nodded with emotion, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

I thought it might take ten days and half a month to stick here, but I didn't expect Qiao Qiao to be able to bear it like this.She is carrying props that weigh dozens of kilograms and cannot breathe heavily. When walking on the mountain, she must pay attention to the balance of her body, and at the same time take care of her eyes and expressions.

After three days, Qiao Qiao's scenes only got two NGs.

Qiao Qiao's background is not ordinary, but all the way to the present, she has surpassed many actors of the same period.Wei Qian could almost predict what a dazzling star Qiao Qiao would become when "The Empress" was broadcast.

Even though God rewards the food, this kind of almost stubborn persistence and self-abuse devotion is really rare in Wei Qian's many years of directing.

The last person who impressed him so deeply was Xie Yuanyi.

Qiao Qiao stopped when she heard the call, but she didn't act so quickly. She stood there in a daze, looking at the ground with mournful eyes, and full of unwilling resentment at other times.

"It's time to eat." Jiaying walked up to Qiao Qiao with a box of lunch and said softly to her.

"Ah, oh," Qiao Qiao came to her senses when she called her, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"Not hungry? How could it be!" Jiaying couldn't believe it.

Qiao Qiao didn't eat much in the morning, and after consuming so much energy in the morning, the credibility of saying that she wasn't hungry was really too low.

"Oh," Qiao Qiao sighed, "I don't have much appetite, and I also want to be hungry to prepare for the next scene."

After dinner, the sun is shining just right, and the scene that Wei Qian said to move back in the morning can be carried out.

"This will damage your body," Jiaying still wanted to persuade her, "Recently, the coach has been watching closely, and the calories have been controlled. It's all broccoli and carrots, and only a little bit of chicken breast."

"No," Qiao Qiao shook her head firmly, "I can only shoot this scene if I'm hungry."

Jiaying touched the back of her head, expressing her perplexity.

Didn’t the saying go, “It’s easy to work when you’re full”, so why did it reverse when it came to her?

Alas, being an actor is really not easy.

"Then let me treat the wound for you." Qiao Qiao's ankle was scratched by the shackles, and there were blood oozing in several places.

"No need, wait until the work is done at night before taking the medicine." Qiao Qiao pulled Jiaying back, "You go to eat first."

Jiaying sighed: "Then you rest for a while?"

"Well, good." Qiao Qiao felt that what she said made sense, she unloaded the weight on her back, came to the rest area, lay down on the chair and closed her eyes.

Don't say it, I don't think it. After he said this, Qiao Qiao found that he was really tired.

Over there, everyone is having a lively meal, while at this end, Qiao Qiao is quietly taking a nap on the recliner.