fake show [entertainment circle]

The advantage of shooting all the scenes in the studio is that the scene changes are very fast.

Not only Luo Hong's group A, but director Wu's group B also changed scenes quickly after making up a few shots.

Jian Lin, Qiu Shuai, and Yunyao will all go out of the country alone. The three of them exchanged the content of the scripts they received, and made up part of the plot——

The conflict between Jing Xiaoyun and her family during the Spring Festival was not at all because of which school or major to take, but because of going abroad.

Her family was worried that she would fail the college entrance examination again, and wanted to arrange for her to go abroad, but Jing Xiaoyun didn't want to go abroad at all, she just wanted to stay in China, and she didn't even want to go to other cities, so she wanted to stay with Lin Xi.

Gengqiu's part-time job is not to supplement his living expenses, but to save money to buy Jing Xiaoyun a gift to congratulate her on her admission to university.

Lin Xi concealed his reason for wanting to quit his bar job: he got into trouble.

Change scenes, change costumes, wait, and start shooting.

At the end of the day, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Yun Yao let out a wow, a little broken, and said in disbelief, "It's ten o'clock on the first day?"

Qiu Shuai didn't even want to say anything, the artificial sunlight in the shed made his eyes sore, he just wanted to go back quickly, take a shower and sleep.

Jian Lin put one hand in his pocket, coiling the one yuan in his pocket, didn't cry tired, didn't complain, on the contrary, he was quite happy.

This is the first time he has played a leading role, and the first time it takes a whole day to shoot, and it is also the first time that there are so many shots and lines.

He secretly weighed this happiness in his heart, and he wasn't even surprised when Er Fatty sent him a message saying that in the afternoon, someone from the crew asked him to order nearly a hundred coffees to be delivered, so he replied to say he knew emoticons.

Er Fat: One hundred!One hundred copies!I bought it at Xiaoganmian's coffee shop, and I made a hundred servings in one go, it was scary!When the little dry face received the money, his mouth was about to burst into laughter!

Erpang: I sent it to your hotel, and the person who picked up the coffee gave me 200 yuan for running errands!

Er Fat: Two hundred!two hundred!

Jian Lin saw that Er Fatty was jumping with excitement on WeChat, and then replied: Divide the spoils.

Er Fatty replied immediately: Xiao Ganlian just sent me a red envelope, saying it was a commission from the fucking reward, 160 five, plus the 360 for running errands, a total of [-] five, brother, how much do you want to share, you can tell.

Jian Lin: A fraction.

Er Fat sent over a 65 red envelope, Jian Lin looked at the 65 for nothing, pursed his lips and smiled, and returned 60 with the red envelope.

Er Fat:?

Jian Lin didn't respond to the question mark, but said something else: I didn't mention that it was my crew.

Er Pang: Don't worry, that can't be done.What I want to say is to follow you to get rich, Chen Gou and his group of miscellaneous hairs, you have to come here by smelling the meat.

Jian Lin put down the phone, and said in his heart that it was not "just have to", but "already".

Chen Yang next to him yawned, and complained in a low voice: "Oh, you can just lie down when you go back, and one of my assistants has to go downstairs to get the notice."

As a result, they didn't wait until they returned to the hotel before they called it a day, and the notice was sent directly to them.

Both Yun Yao and Qiu Shuai expressed that they couldn't bear it, and they didn't want to watch it, since they had to shoot it tomorrow anyway.

Holding the notice sheet, Jian Lin glanced down, and saw the most conspicuous words marked in black on the form: "Inner", "Outer", "Jane", and "Luo".

It's clear, it's a rivalry.

Jian Lin folded the notice sheet and handed it to Chen Yang. Chen Yang yawned and stuffed it into his bag without reading it, wondering: "Why does this crew only issue the notice sheet and not the script?"

The next day, Jian Lin and Chen Yang arrived at the cafeteria at [-]:[-], Yunyao came down at [-]:[-], and Qiu Shuai simply slept until [-]:[-] without eating breakfast.

On the commercial vehicle dedicated to actors, Yun Yao handed out a piece of corn she took from the cafeteria to share, and Qiu Shuai flipped through the bag: "Let me read the notice first."

The crumpled piece of paper was opened, and it was basically blank. There was only one scene in the form, and "Yun" and "Qiu" were written in the actor column.

Remarks: Flying pages, follow the field.

When Yun Yao handed him the corn, she glanced at him: "Eh? Our notices are the same." Asked Jian Lin, "Do you have many shows today?"

Before Jian Lin could answer, Chen Yang interjected in the passenger seat: "That must be a lot, the whole day is full of rivalry."

Yun Yao: "Wow."

Qiu Shuai gnawed on the corn, opened his eyes, and said "wow".

Chen Yang took on the role of Pipihei: "Hey, who told us to be the leading actors?"

Jian Lin looked at the front row: "Eight buns can't keep your mouth shut?"

This time it was the driver who exclaimed: "Hey, eight?"

Chen Yang was forcibly changed the topic, and without realizing it, he began to write to the driver: "It's just this big, it's so big, eight really isn't too many."

When we arrived at the factory shed, we put on make-up and styling as usual.

Because Fei Ye was on the scene, there was only one scene on the bulletin board, and the makeup of Yun Yao and Qiu Shuai was done very quickly.

Yunyao is a girl, and she still has to do her hair. Slow down, Qiu Shuai's makeup will soon be over, and she has nothing to do, so she wanders around the dressing room.

Slipping to Jian Lin's side, he saw him leaning against the back of the chair, with his chin raised sideways to expose his neck. The makeup artist used a red pen to make a scratch on his left neck.

Qiu Shuai stared at it for a while, remembering the plot that the three of them made up before: "Yesterday's scene didn't have any wounds, but today it will. I don't know what kind of trouble Lin Xi caused in the bar."

Yunyao was blowing her hair, but she didn't hear Qiu Shuai's muttering. Jian Lin was having a wound and it was inconvenient to talk. Chen Yang replied: "Don't worry about the trouble, if there is an injury, it must be a fight." .”

The makeup artist thought this little assistant was quite funny, and said with a smile: "You have a lot of experience, you know everything."

Sitting on the sofa, Chen Yang opened his mouth and blew: "That must be, I'm also from the film and television city, and I'm invincible all over Yuzhou!"

Jian Lin looked at the sofa behind him in the mirror, and let out a barely audible hum from his nasal cavity, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Others didn't notice this detail, but the makeup artist noticed it, and joked: "Assistant Chen, you can't do it, your actor teacher has expressed doubts about your 'invincible hand in Yuzhou'."

"Doubt?" Chen Yang's voice was high and low. Very few, occasionally."

What Chen Yang said was "very few, occasionally" after 20 minutes, he finished all the styling, and split up with Qiu Shuai and Yun Yaobing to go to different shooting groups.

Because the factory shed is too big, it was exhausting to walk to the shooting site, and several six-seater battery cars were prepared in the shed.

Chen Yang drove the electric car, compared the electronic map of the shed area on his mobile phone, and drove Jian Lin to the first scene of the day.

Perhaps because of the fight just mentioned in the dressing room, Chen Yang patted the car in front of him while driving, and said coyly, "I'm so guilty. Although I took the initiative to pick things up, I wasn't the one who was beaten."

An arm stretched out from behind, and the sleeve was slightly pulled up, exposing the wrist and the inside of the forearm.

Jian Lin reminded him: "Lin Xi only has a small wound on her neck, last time I scratched it from the back of my hand to my arm."

Chen Yang glanced at the arm next to him, and said in a blunt and weak tone, "Isn't that gone now? This shows how shallow the wound was at that time." He just scratched the skin a little.

Jian Lin ignored the phrase "the wound is shallow", retracted his arm, and pulled down his sleeve: "Who scratched it, you? Red, green, yellow?"

Chen Yang didn't pay attention to the phrase "who did it", and said to himself: "What's wrong with the man having a wound? Is that a wound? That's male charm! You're only eighteen."

As he talked, he began to brag again: "Like my male god, brother Luo, big brother Luo, when he was not popular before and was still a group performer, didn't he fight too? What are we planning to do at that level? In his eyes There is a kitten scratching it." He said as he turned the steering wheel with one hand, and compared his lower abdomen and shoulders with his hands, "He has wounds here, here, and his back."

Jian Lin was speechless: "You know again?"

Chen Yang turned his head: "Of course I know! I have a photo, okay!" He stepped on the brake, turned around, and took out his phone to look through the photo album, "So you don't think I'm bragging again. I'll let you see it today Take a look at the masculine charm of my male god!"

Who wants to see those?

Jian Lin leaned against the back of the chair, put his hands in his pockets, and was even more speechless: "Drive."

Chen Yang has already turned to the photo, and held it up: "Look! Look! Is it, is there an injury, and it's still an old injury. Is it more masculine than your three-day scratches!"

Jian Lin turned his eyes away, too lazy to look at it, Chen Yang forcefully held it up, just to ask him to look at it, and said, "Don't look at it? Don't you dare to look at it?"

"Drive!" Jian Lin didn't talk nonsense, and looked at Chen Yang. Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see the photo on the phone——

It is Fang Luobei's previous magazine cover photo, the photo is enlarged, and it is a close-up of the waist and abdomen: one side of the clothes is pulled up, and the other half is tucked into the waistband of the trousers. A sudden off-white line in the texture of the clothes is an old scar hidden under the fabric and extending into the waistband of the trousers.

Jian Lin not only has a good memory, but also has good eyesight and hearing. He saw it at a glance, recognized it at a glance, and silently turned his eyes away.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yang knew that he had seen it. He proudly put away the phone, let off the brakes, and started on the road again: "I told you, do you believe it now?"

What do you believe?

Jian Lin wondered whether this kind of brainless worship would affect intelligence.

Not only does it affect intelligence, but it also affects him like the spread of bacteria.

The partially enlarged picture just now has somehow not disappeared from my mind. At the same time, the picture of Fang Luobei's gaze sweeping across his lower abdomen yesterday, and the sentence "Don't be nervous, I just took a look."

Jian Lin: "..."

Well, he just took a look.

each other.

In yesterday's shooting, Jian Lin was either alone or with Yunyao and Qiu Shuai. Besides, it was the scene in Group A. A total of six completely different scenes were shot.

Today's first scene is a new scene: the corridor of the neighbor's old lady's house.

Naturally, only the corridors were photographed. The entire set-up actually has four and a half floors: several stairs, the access control on the first floor, the corridor, and an open space in front of the access control.

From the outside, it looks like a house has been peeled off.

In Luo Hong's words: This is just for taking photos of the corridors and the land in front of the gate, and it's not really for people to live in.

When Jane arrived, the shooting equipment had already been set up in front of the scene. This time he was alone, and Luo Hong took him on the set: "The camera is first facing the entrance guard, and then you walk into the camera from this direction, towards the entrance guard. Direction, then go upstairs, go up the stairs, and take a picture of your back."

As they said that, the two of them entered the door and went up the stairs. Luo Hong said, "Walk, go up, and when you get to the turning platform connecting the first and second floors, isn't there a window here? Our camera will pan Come up, shoot you up the stairs head-on, until you turn a corner and go up to the second floor, and shoot your back."

Jian Lin nodded: "Understood."

Luo Hong took Jian Lin downstairs again: "Here, there are no lines, and your overall state is relatively brisk, because you are going to see Grandma Zhou after this scene, she is an elder you trust and like, and you came here because She calls you to come and get something delicious."

Jian Lin: "Okay."

Luo Hong: "Because we have to pan the camera to the window of the stairs, we need to control the speed and cooperate. We will walk twice more later."

Jian Lin: "Yes."

Jian Lin still didn't talk much, and she was focused when walking the scene. Luo Hong liked this child quite a lot before, but now he looks more and more pleasing to the eye, and encouraged him: "Shoot well."

Jian Lin nodded.

The next step is to walk around the scene, walking from outside the camera to inside the camera over and over again, entering the gate of the old building, walking the stairs, and going upstairs.

The camera teacher adjusted the speed of the panning camera in coordination, and found that their new lead actor was very clever a few times: Jian Lin went upstairs at almost the same speed every time. Cooperate on.

Luo Hong started to get nervous again: "You don't even look at the actors recommended by anyone."

Camera teacher: "Your tail can pierce the sky!"

Luo Hong smiled and narrowed his eyes.

And just when Jian Lin started to audition and film this episode, Fang Luobei quietly entered the venue, and instead of going to the monitor, he stood in the outer corner.

One went upstairs and took several pictures. Fang Luobei looked at it several times. For the last time, Luo Hong yelled "Ka", and Jian Lin quickly walked down the stairs and walked out of the corridor.

His outfit today is without a jacket, just a pair of trousers and a white shirt. The shirt is made of ordinary cotton material. It is thin and soft, and cut close to the body. It is simply worn on the body, showing off the long shoulder blades and smooth and straight body. type lines.

After running up and down a lot, he was sweating a little. He walked out of the corridor, slowed down, let out a breath, and met the makeup artist.

The make-up artist in the group is a girl, she is a bit short, and she can't reach it for wiping sweat and applying makeup. She motioned for her forehead to come down a little, and he lowered his head, revealing his smooth and fair stamina.

After wiping off the sweat and finishing the makeup on his face, he took a bottle of water and unscrewed it, turned sideways, and raised his head slightly.

Under the collar of the shirt, the neck was lifted slightly, and a delicate and beautiful arc was drawn from the jaw line, revealing the Adam's apple, and there was a light red scratch on the neck beside the Adam's apple.

With the movement of drinking water, the Adam's apple rolls up and down.

Fang Luobei watched silently.

In fact, he hadn't observed anyone too carefully for a long time, but Jian Lin seemed to be an "accident".

He noticed his upturned neck at this moment, swept over his stretched belly yesterday, and watched his drenched body on the rainy night of the fifth day.

Fang Luobei was aware of this "accident", looked at this "accident", with some meaning at the end of his eyes, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, after Jian Lin finished drinking the water, he suddenly turned his head to look over, and met the gaze that had been watching him keenly and accurately.

The two looked at each other.

Jian Lin paused, Fang Luobei looked back at him with a smile in his eyes, and walked out from the corner.

Jian Lin withdrew his gaze, Luo Hong turned his head: "Teacher Luo is here."

Fang Luobei stood in a corner where no one was paying attention for a while, looked at it for a while, then stepped forward and asked, "How was the filming going?"

Luo Hong: "Very good, ready to start filming."

Jian Lin looked over, as if he had just met this teacher Luo, nodded quietly, said hello, and walked to the location where the filming was going to start.

Fang Luobei looked at him, Luo Hong rubbed his hands, and said, "Teacher Luo, watch and see if I bragged yesterday."

Fang Luobei pretended to be a wolf with a big tail: "Well, let me take a look."

Of course, the result was that the filming went very smoothly, and I passed two of them.

Luo Hong said "pass", Fang Luobei looked up, looked at the figure walking downstairs through the window glass, and said, "Well, it's not bad."

Luo Hong looked in a good mood: "Come on, come on, next game."

The next scene was the confrontation between Jian Lin and Fang Luobei: Lin Xi continued to go upstairs, and met Luo Yu who was going downstairs in the corridor.

After getting the one-page script, Jian Lin looked at it, and Fang Luobei stood aside to watch it. Luo Hong began to talk about the play: "The contents of these two scenes are connected. Lin Xi went upstairs first, walked around, walked to the On the second floor, go up to the third floor, at the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors, I met Luo Yu who just came downstairs."

Luo Hong: "The two people here don't know each other yet. One went upstairs and the other went downstairs, passing by."

Luo Hong: "But there is a detail here, that is, Lin Xi didn't look at Luo Yu when he walked over, Luo Yu noticed Lin Xi." He pointed to his neck: "Look at the wound on Lin Xi's side."

It turned out to be the case.

After reading the script with simple narration and no lines, and listening to Luo Hong's explanation, Jian Lin finally knew where his wound was used today.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, and Fang Luobei lifted his eyes from the A4 paper in his hand. Seeing his movement, Jian Lin paused for a while, then raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other silently again .

Luo Hong didn't pay attention to the two, thinking that there is no script so far, afraid that they might misunderstand the plot, he explained: "This is actually not the first time Lin Xi and Luo Yu have met."

Jian Lin looked away, thinking of the scene in Group A yesterday, and said, "The community garden?"

Luo Hong shook his head: "No, it was before that." After thinking for a while: "The first time, if I remember correctly, it should be in the bar where Lin Xi works."

bar?

Luo Hong recalled the plot: "Well, that's right, it's a bar."

Fang Luobei also looked at Luo Hong—he had seen the earliest version of the script, but the version that was finalized before shooting had already been changed beyond recognition, and he had never seen it so far.

Luo Hong: "To be precise, the first sides of these two people are separate. The first side when Lin Xi saw Luo Yu is different from the first side when Luo Yu saw Lin Xi."

Luo Hong: "The first thing Lin Xi saw was the bar. Someone poured a glass of red wine on Luo Yu, and he happened to bump into him."

Jian Lin was taken aback.

Fang Luobei was thinking about something.

Luo Hong smiled: "I didn't expect this kind of plot, did you?"

Jian Lin didn't speak, he really didn't expect it.

But the moment he was stunned just now was not because he heard some unexpected plot, but the moment he finished listening, he suddenly remembered that the first time he and Fang Luobei met was on the sixth floor of Guangyuan. , saw Fang Luobei being thrown a bowl of porridge.

There is a subtle overlap between reality and plot, past and present.

At this time, Fang Luobei, who had been silent all this time, said jokingly: "Coincidentally, I was just splashed by someone recently."

"But it's not red wine, it's a bowl of millet porridge."

As he spoke, he looked at Jian Lin, continued to use the content of the plot in the play, and asked, "Did you run into each other?"

Jian Lin: "..."

Luo Hong automatically skipped the point that the boss was thrown porridge, and in a joking tone, he answered for Jian Lin: "Then how could we meet?"

Luo Hong: "It's not Mr. Luo and Mrs. Jian, it's Luo Yu and Lin Xi."

Fang Luobei said casually, and then said casually: "Yes, yes."

Jian Lin pinched the script in his hand, the pages under his fingertips were a little hot.

It's also a coincidence.

Just bumped into him.