come to the bowl

Xie Yuanyi happened to be watching the news, and when she saw the message from Qiao Qiao, the corners of her mouth naturally curled up slightly, and with a point of her index finger, she opened the chat interface.

Little Milk Cat: "Xie Yuanyi's woman will never admit defeat.jpg"

A cartoon thick-lined figure pretending to smile, holding a handkerchief and weeping in the wind.

This picture... no matter how you look at it, you will feel delighted.

Xie Yuanyi conveniently saved this picture.

Because of Qiao Qiao's trembling hands, the first emoji finally appeared in the photo album of the movie queen.

The client, Qiao Qiao, didn't know that she had unintentionally achieved an achievement, she just felt that she was playing off.

She subconsciously withdrew the message.

However, in this era of fast hands, how can Qiao Qiao compare to Xie Yuanyi who has just ended her 28-year single career?

Little Spoon: "Well, come on, my woman."

Qiao Qiao: ...

Don't ask her who Jing Jing is.

It's strange, she's so embarrassed, why does she feel so happy that she wants to laugh?

my woman...

ah.Qiao Qiao picked up a pillow beside her to cover her face, giggling silently.

This kind of life that is bombarded by a love story from time to time is really wonderful!

"If there are any other emoticons about me, please send them to see."

Qiao Qiao secretly opened the phone's photo album, which contained more than 1000 photos and emoticons of Xie Yuanyi.

Would it be too much to send them all to her...

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Xie Yuanyi knew that the little milk cat must be twisted again. "Shy? It's okay, I'll just ask."

"...No. There are too many. If you send thousands of copies, I'm afraid we won't be able to pay the phone bill for this month."

Xie Yuanyi was so cute that she laughed out loud.

Zhang Haifeng stared at her, he didn't understand what he did wrong to be forced to stuff so much dog food every day.

Damn it, he's starting to crave romance.

During the sweet exchange between Xie Yuanyi and Qiao Qiao, Zhang Haifeng and Lu Tao drove the car to the set with a sad face.

After getting out of the car, a large area of ​​ancient buildings with the style of the last century came into view. Qiao Qiao felt that her steps on the ground were a bit vain, as if she had traveled through time.

Qiao Qiao and Xie Yuanyi came to the shooting location surrounded by a large group of people. The most conspicuous part of this street was a karaoke bar.

"Baijue Song and Dance Building." Standing in front of this luxurious and retro building, Qiao Qiao gently read the five big characters flying and dancing on the gilded signboard.

The script that she had already mastered seemed to jump out, flipping in front of her eyes, leading her to immerse herself in the turbulent world of fragrant clothes and temples.

When the two entered the set, Guo Zisong squatted next to the lighting team to discuss the explanation with them. Seeing Xie Yuanyi and Qiao Qiao, he nodded as a greeting, and then turned his head to continue the topic just now.

Xie Yuanyi went to the screenwriter team to discuss the shooting details, Qiao Qiao went into the dressing room, changed into costumes, and sat quietly on the makeup chair with the script spread out on her knees.The paper of the script is still flat, but it has been turned a little old. There are more than a dozen points marked with a highlighter on each page, and a small piece of beautiful notes next to it.

"The Tower of Misty Rain" takes the protagonist Du Peng's rough and tortuous life as a clue to unfold the plot of the whole play.The young Du Peng is played by Song Jiao, a popular child star who is recognized by the public for her character and acting skills. She doesn't have many roles. By the third episode, Du Peng has grown up, and the role is naturally played by Qiao Qiao.

Due to issues such as cost, weather, and the emotional state of the actors, the rhythm of filming is often completely different from the sequence of broadcasting. It is very common to wear cotton quilts in summer and drink cold water in winter.

According to the plot of the script, Du Peng left home on a rainy and snowy night when she was nine years old. Under the leadership of Miss Bai, she left her hometown and came to the bustling Shanghai, where she started a new life full of hardships and glory.

It's midsummer now, so the role of child star Song Jiao will naturally be moved to the end of the schedule. The first filming starts directly when Du Peng receives a letter from Miss Bai after he grows up.

Miss Bai's identity is mysterious. When she first came to the small mountain village where Du Peng was born and raised, all the residents were in awe of her noble temperament and even more noble attire. The old people thought it was photographed by heaven. The god of wealth who saved the village.

In a sense, she did save Du Peng.

But on the other hand, if Du Peng hadn't met Miss Bai, she might never have been exposed to the thousand-cup gold cups of the upper class in her whole life, but she would be able to roam the fields of Huangtu Township and embark on the life path of being a husband and a teacher with her companions. , lived a life of poverty and quiet.

Because of Du Peng's outstanding beauty and unique voice.Miss Bai passed by this small mountain village, and by chance Du Peng talked, as soon as she opened her mouth, Miss Bai heard endless possibilities from that silvery voice.

It would be a pity for a beautiful girl with such a beautiful voice to stay in such a village and marry and have children in a mediocre way.

Du Peng followed the extraordinary Miss Bai to the big Shanghai where gold is everywhere and everyone has shoes.

She followed step by step to a magnificent and magnificent palace. From the entrance of the main hall, she walked out with slender eyebrows, facing the mean woman, followed by a large group of burly and vicious servants.The woman was very picky about her, and finally sneered, and turned to go in.

Her voice was like an abacus fluctuating in a thousand-year-old ice cellar, with the pungent smell of a pipe, which made her eardrums tremble.

"What are you doing there, come in for me."

Little Du Peng staggered for a while, then fell in.The door slammed shut behind her, and she turned her head in fright, only seeing Miss Bai's leaving back in the gap of the last gleam of light.

From the age of nine to 15, Du Peng shed tears for almost his whole life, and his soft and young heart was sharpened into black iron after repeated bruises.

Qiao Qiao closed her eyes, cooperated with the makeup artist to apply eye shadow, and went through the lines in the filming scene over and over again in her mind, gradually substituting it into the characters.

Finish makeup.The woman in the mirror was dressed in a rough and old maid outfit, her hair was tied up randomly with cloth strips, her face was dull, and there were calluses embedded in her fingers.

Today's scene is when Du Peng was 15 years old. He received a letter from Miss Bai, who had disappeared for six years, and learned that his parents had passed away.

This letter completely cut off the last thought in her heart. Du Peng was finally driven by the suffering and dark life and the unwillingness in her heart.

Guo Zisong is not like Director Wei in filming, he doesn't like to take the initiative to talk about scenes with actors.He believes that filming is a process in which a team creates a work of art together, the director is the designer, and the actor is the operator.

The designer's judgment is important, but a complete work of art is the crystallization of everyone's inspiration and sweat.As a director, what you need to grasp is to keep the general direction in the shooting process. As for how to act, it basically depends on the professional ability of the actors, so Guo Zisong's role is notoriously difficult in the industry, and this is the reason.

Seeing Qiao Qiao come out of the dressing room, Guo Zisong's eyes turned around her face, and he nodded, entering the scene quite quickly, with a natural expression.

"action!"

In the early morning, the dance hall was empty, except for the servant who stood like an old pine at the door, there was no one in sight.

There was a muffled creaking sound on the stairs.

In the early hours of the morning, after the dance party ended, the bustling dance hall returned to silence.In such an early morning, everyone was still in a dream, so even footsteps on the stairs could make a small but noticeable sound.

It was Du Peng.

She took a soaked rag, step by step, inch by inch, and wiped the handrails carefully.

The stairs are directly facing the gate, so they must be wiped until they are shiny. The floors are worn by the rich and powerful with their expensive leather shoes and high heels every night, and they must be wiped inch by inch with a wet towel until it is spotless.

After wiping the tall spiral staircase and the floor of the entire first-floor lobby, Du Peng can go to have breakfast, take a short rest, and then go on to do other work.

Why does life get reduced to this point?

Du Peng smiled wryly, if she hadn't run away four years ago, that woman wouldn't have degraded herself to the most humble maid.

But if she was asked to do it all over again, she thought, she would still escape.

She will make a better plan for herself.

She doesn't know how to wear clumsy leather shoes. Once the rainwater leaks in, it will be like being filled with lead, and she can't even climb.

She wouldn't foolishly climb over to the east eaves, the roof was frighteningly high, as long as she looked down, her already tired and paralyzed legs would soften into slag.

She would hide the ticket and money in the skirt of her clothes in advance, wear flexible and light oil cloth shoes, and climb to the roof at the west end. Although it is far away, she can still reach the bridge.After crossing the bridge, the train station is five kilometers ahead.On rainy days, I walked slowly at night, and I just slipped out at night, and I arrived at the station after walking and resting during the day.

She was leaving Shanghai, and she would rather go back to sleep on the kang with bare feet, than stay in this man-eating place for a second longer.

Most importantly, her parents are still waiting for her to come home.

Du Peng's hand holding the rag gradually stopped.

She remembered that confused afternoon six years ago, a very good-looking woman entered her world as if she had fallen from the sky, and told her many strange things that she had never seen or heard before.

That beauty showed a sense of nobility in every gesture, something that could never have been cultivated in their small village at that time.

She has a gentle voice and has been chatting with Du Peng.But no matter what questions she asked, Little Du Peng shook his head blankly.

What is singing?What is performing on stage?What does it mean to be beautiful?

Little Du Peng half understood: "You mean, I can be as beautiful as you in the future?" Girls are always born to love beauty.

"If you go to Shanghai and practice the art of singing, you will be more beautiful than anyone else on stage."

At that time, Du Peng didn't quite understand these things, but from the mouth of the beauty, it proved once again that Shanghai is a place where people can put on shoes and eat meat, and can become as beautiful as a beauty.

She pressed the red handprint on the square piece of paper without hesitation. She only thought it was very funny, and at the same time wondered why her parents looked so sad and helpless.

"Father, mother, don't be reluctant. I will go home when I am full and become beautiful. I will also earn money to buy shoes for you to wear, so that the whole village will envy our family."

"Pa-ta, pa-ta." Du Peng's eyes were blurred, and tears fell down the stairs continuously.

She raised her hand and wiped her eyes indiscriminately, and wiped away the tears on the stairs with a rag.

six years.I haven't seen my parents in six years, nor have I received a single message from them.Even though she tried her best to escape back, after the failed escape four years ago, that woman was always on guard against her and never gave her a chance to breathe.

"I paid the highest price to buy you, but I didn't cause trouble for me. Since you can't become a tool, then don't go to school, go and be a maid for the rest of your life. Tell you, stop thinking about running away , because once you become a maid, it means that you will not be able to pay off the debts you owe with the money you earn all your life!"

This was the time the woman talked to her the most, but it was also the time that made her most desperate.

Why does life get reduced to this point?

"Please pass this package to Miss Du Peng." The messenger handed over a heavy package to the doorkeeper and left.

Du Peng rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe away the red mist.But his hands were covered with dust, rubbing them like this made his eyes hurt sharply, and more tears gushed out in an instant.

Mad.Depressedly, Du Peng walked to the door with a pair of red rabbit eyes, and took the burden.

No shipping address written.Only in the column of the sender is written: Miss Bai.

is her!Du Peng hadn't seen her for a long time, and when he received the news from her, Du Peng was so excited that he almost cried out.

She hid in the corner of the stairs where no one was around with the package in her arms, carefully cut the hemp rope, and untied the thick layer of oiled paper.

In fact, Du Peng's feelings for Miss Bai are very complicated.On the one hand, she hated that she had deceived herself and brought herself to this dangerous place, which not only shattered her beautiful imagination of Shanghai, but also made her fall into the quagmire of life from now on, struggling with hardships every day Struggling, crying every night in missing my parents.

But Du Peng just couldn't really hate her.Every time Du Peng thought of the conversation they had after meeting on the hillside six years ago, he felt that she was not a bad person.

But now that I am far away from home, separated from my parents, and still living in such a field, it can't be worse, can it?

The light and darkness in Du Peng's eyes changed, and his hands trembled slightly as he unwrapped the layers of oil paper.

Finally, her hand touched two hard objects, and there seemed to be a box underneath.

A burst of coldness spread along the hard lump to her whole body, and she felt a chill down her spine, as if a catastrophe was imminent.

Du Peng's hands trembled uncomfortably, mist appeared in his clear eyes, and his pupils dropped along with the trembling of the muscles on his face.

The two thin boards in his hands are the tablets of his parents' death.

The author has something to say: The little angels are very sorry for TVT. I went to my grandma’s house for dinner today, and all the cars drove up, but I couldn’t find a computer, so I urgently entrusted my cp to help me log on Weibo, about twelve o’clock It can be sent out before, and the little fairies who waited patiently are all fair-skinned, beautiful and temperamental, and they can't pour a thousand cups without eating too much and not getting fat QVQ

My Weibo copywriting has said it, but many little angels probably haven’t seen it, so I will reply here if I agree. Weibo name: Jinjiang Yanbo Fishing for the Moon, welcome to play with me^_^