After the white moonlight cuts the black

The shooting was generally smooth, or it was the smoothest among the crews that Meng Huaiming had experienced.

But it's not because he became the director's employer and the crew listened to him. On the contrary, after having several identities, he felt even more lacking.

There are still sophistication and sophistication that need to be dealt with, and even with the guidance of seniors, the real practice is far from the difficulty of a few words.

Meng Huaiming had never been so tired, nor had he been so fulfilled.

Li Xi came over this time to edit the lines.

Before she knew it, she had already started the fifth line review of the script, and even recruited a good girlfriend she met on the crew of "You Come, I Go" as an artist.

The girl hides her secrets and has a unique view on the setting of the scene, often giving the crew a lot of surprises.

This movie doesn't need too many special effects, but it still burns money all the time.

Meng Huaiming deeply felt the consumption of every second.

And to achieve excellence under such a large consumption pressure, it means that no link can be neglected.

Fortunately, the team he found may be jerky, and there were many mistakes during the running-in period, but in the end they were united.

Try to avoid the existence of seeking personal gain and fame.

In terms of actors, even the external assistant director had to admire Meng Huaiming's picky vision.

He can even predict that these main actors will be promoted to a higher level after the TV series is broadcast.

Of course not everyone is willing to work hard, but under Meng Huaiming's on-site guidance, they can hold on anyway.

When it is broadcast, the pros and cons are obvious.

What's more, these actors are not vegetarians, and they can smell the sense of crisis when they hear the wind, and the smart ones suppress the negative thoughts of sabotage, and take advantage of this wind to send themselves upwards.

At the end of the quarter, the cast of the modern urban drama "Rongchun" was fully cast.

The post-production was in full swing, and Meng Huaiming invited everyone to have a drink.

He was fed a lot, but insisted that he was not drunk.

After the banquet was over, Yan Hui half helped and half dragged him out, and bought him some sour plum juice from a small shop to relieve alcohol.

When he turned around, he saw Meng Huaiming sitting on the curb.

Yan Hui quickly ran over with the juice, and saw Meng Huaiming covering his face with his hands.

When the lights come on, the warm footsteps gradually walk away, and the rising temperature urges to open the city's hidden flower buds everywhere.

There was a hint of sweetness in the evening wind, and Yan Hui squatted beside him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable, do you want to vomit? I'll help you stand up..."

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, just when Yan Hui was about to get up to hail a taxi, her right wrist was grabbed.

He was unsteady and almost staggered, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

He slowed down his voice and stretched his hand along Meng Huaiming's back. Meng Huaiming raised his head and his eyes fell on the middle of the road.

He is so happy today.

"Rongchun" is his first work, and it will also be his most satisfying.

Whether it is from the script to the actors, from the scene to the editing, there is no water involved.

Even at the wine table, he knew that those were down-to-earth people, and many of them had chatted with him or Yan Hui.

They are all people who are hesitantly moving forward in the industry, lighting the dimly lit lamps, but they are not depressed in the dark.

Among them, there may be veterans who are also familiar with the rules, but they are familiar with them but have not been swallowed by the rules, and they have not tried to calculate people's hearts in the slightest and seriously hurt others' malice.

They recommended each other, including excellent editors with eccentric tempers in the industry, and poster designers who have not yet recognized their career direction.

And compared to Meng Huaiming, Yan Hui has become the favorite of the crew, which he never thought of.

Some of them vaguely guessed their relationship, but they were both respectful and polite.

It was a miracle that there were no rumors about his sexual orientation until all the members were finished.

Yan Ran's condition has been relieved and she will be discharged from the hospital soon. Meng Huaiming has done his homework and is even more anxious than Yan Hui.

Yan Hui hugged him again, without saying a word, just patted his back lightly in the same way.

The worries in his heart were far greater than those of Meng Huaiming, but that was often the case. Before making a decision, there was always someone who wanted to be calmer and stronger.

Time is an accomplice to suffering and a good medicine to cure suffering.

Yan Hui no longer tries hard to dress up the flawless lover, he also has persistence and stubbornness, habits and concessions.

There is no one who can accept each other completely selflessly, but in the hedging, we can be honest from the heart.

"Yan Hui." Meng Huaiming called him suddenly, trembling even at the end.

Now everything is getting better. After the happy banquet, alcohol dazzled Meng Huaiming's mind, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

Vehicles still flow on the bones of the city, and the lights are so bright that old and new blur the colors.

Meng Huaiming blinked vigorously, his heart beating heavily in his chest.

He shook his head, and saw the sign of a children's clothing store in a trance, and his breath became short of breath.

He pulled Yanhui harder and harder, as if he was the straw in the endless years, a clump of lilacs growing out of the cliff.

Meng Huaiming has seen how fragile life can be, it is intuitive and pale to him.

"Huaiming?" Yan Hui shook his free hand in front of him, and Meng Huaiming held both of his hands tightly. Yan Hui felt that he would not be able to slow down for a while, so he asked softly, "There is a KFC over there." , shall we sit over there?"

Meng Huaiming stood up in a daze, and when passing by the children's clothing store, he pushed Yan Hui to the inner side of the road, Yan Hui took a look at the glowing signboard, flapped his eyelashes frequently, and finally said softly: "It's okay, let's go buy some food."

There are not many people sitting in the store to eat at this time, but there are quite a few people who take away.

Yan Hui found a seat, ordered some hamburgers and croissants that could be eaten hot tomorrow morning, returned to her seat, and saw that Meng Huaiming had already drank half a bottle of juice.

"I drank a little too much today, but it's understandable."

Yan Hui drank a lot himself, but he didn't seem to get drunk easily, but the more he drank, the worse his complexion became. Afterwards, no one dared to drink him.

What's more, Meng Huaiming insisted on blocking it, and he couldn't grab the cup even if he wanted to, so Yan Hui was only slightly drunk until now.

Unknowingly when, the hands that the two were holding fell apart, turned into Yan Hui and nestled his hand in the palm of his hand, Yan Hui half-closed his eyes, his expression was as soft as a newly grown sprout.

He didn't say anything specifically, Meng Huaiming looked at him quietly, as if the person in front of him was an illusion created by magic.

He dreaded the stroke of midnight, and nothing to hide from.

There is actually another reason why Meng Huaiming is so happy.

An'an's affairs have settled down.

He found the perpetrators described by Yan Hui, and those people also confessed part of the evidence under special means and coercion.

The evidence provided by Yan Ran when she was awake, and the foreshadowing laid by Yan Hui in the postscript of "Rong Chun 3", the most important thing is that An An's assistant chose to betray for 300 million.

An An's assistant could no longer bear his capriciousness, and was almost tortured into a nervous breakdown.

But the assistant is not completely innocent, he has done a lot of things with An An, and he has backups.

At first it was used to save lives, and then it became a sharp weapon for revenge.

Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. The assistant's behavior is undoubtedly connivance and accomplice, and now the rebound is also driven by profit, but in the end it is used by Meng Huaiming.

What surprised Meng Huaiming even more was that An An's assistant also revealed that An An took drugs.

Meng Huaiming wants to tell Yan Hui that An An is going to be over, and we can make him unable to stand up forever.

An An has stepped on a taboo by herself, is vicious, and is doomed to suffer the consequences.

His life may still be going on, but it will definitely run counter to his ambition.

He will be punished.

But when Meng Huaiming was sitting on the side of the road, he was afraid again. He was afraid that this was just a dream of his in poverty.

An An, Yan Xun, and Su Yaowen are still living smoothly in the waking world, while Yan Hui, Chu Qi, and the Meng family have all sunk into darkness.

He was afraid that this was his drowsiness after continuous insomnia, and the blood and screams were the reality.

"Yan Hui, you, listen to me." Meng Huaiming thumped his forehead, already a little out of line.

"Tell me, now, what time is it now? Where am I?"

Yan Hui pulled out the phone calendar and pushed it to him, and verbally repeated the date.

Then he smiled and said, "Should I still ask 'Who am I?', it's okay, you are Meng Huaiming, I am Yanhui, it's 37:[-], and there is only you and me in the third seat by the window in KFC. "

The lights outside the window remained the same.

Yan Hui said: "Maybe you got too deep because of the script? If you have any confusion, if you can't say clearly, then we will play a word game, do you remember? The empathy of the characters, I will tell you the answer. "

This is an empathy game they played a long time ago. It is similar to script killing, simulating the scene, substituting the characters, and then promoting the development of the plot so that the characters will not lose their shape.

If constructed properly, it can also solve some problems from a third-party perspective.

Meng Huaiming actually set up a word game for him in a vague way, the protagonist A and the protagonist B, two years later, the low-probability murder accident in the street.

"If it were me, I would choose the same way."

Yan Hui took a deep breath, leaned forward, and narrowed the distance between the two, "And this timing is too delicate, two years, 24 months is enough to change a lot."

"If B accepts hypnosis for a long time, maybe he can really slowly forget the past, but that is not healing, but covering the wound. When the two repeat it again, the too long time gap will make everything impossible to turn around."

"B asked A to spend money to treat guests, which means that he already knows about A's predicament, and you said that A is not completely poor, but trying to get up..."

Suddenly, Meng Huai understood that the former Yan Hui was saving his poor face.

"But B will definitely push him away. I have a deep understanding of this. B is already overwhelmed. He has fallen too deep and can only learn to survive in a deeper place. If he agreed to A at that time, it would make both of them fall into passivity."

"Then..." Meng Huaiming said after deliberating, "Just like TV dramas, if you still have the chance to express yourself, what would you say?"

He described the last words cryptically, but Yan Hui was able to understand, "It depends on how many sentences there are. If there are more than a dozen sentences like the TV series, then there will be more to say."

"One sentence." Meng Huaiming's tongue became bitter, "There is only one sentence."

"--sorry."

Meng Huaiming suddenly woke up.

"why?"

When he got agitated, he even crushed the juice bottle in half, Yan Hui was not surprised by his reaction, and calmly replied: "Because there is only one sentence, B was discovered, and he will want to apologize."

"Excellent acting skills are clues that cannot be discovered by people, just like a character should not suddenly change his temperament for no reason. Since B has decided to push him away, he must do this."

Yan Hui muttered: "Looking at it this way, B is much more ruthless than me, after two years..."

"Clue?"

"This word may not be appropriate, jumping out to describe it is like this."

Yan Hui looked into his eyes, "Maybe it's a bit hypocritical, but people are about to die, I think there should be a chance to say a few more words, the complete sentence should be——

Sorry to let you find out, I still love you. "

"Okay." Yan Hui smiled, "It's getting late, should we go back?"

He stood up and looked again at the glowing signboard across the street, which had been sunk in hallucinations and real dreams.

Accompanying Yan Hui to wake up from the chaotic hypnosis, reversed an unnecessary memory, floated into the sky in a word game, and inside was a rainbow reflecting the flowing time.

Yan Hui turned around and said to Meng Huaiming, "Let's go, go home."

Meng Huaiming held Yan Hui's hand.

The dust has settled and the timing is flawless.