President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The makeup photo was posted on the day before the opening ceremony.

It was posted at night, and it grabbed five trending spots in the early morning.

"Two were pre-booked by the crew, and Xingguan sponsored one."

Duan Ming guarded the phone, and explained to Liang Xiao: "The rest is natural popularity... Finally, we can also use our strength to make popular searches."

Liang Xiao smiled: "Recently, "New Year's Eve" is being announced in the later stage, and I borrowed Dongfeng's."

"You can borrow any wind." Duan Ming was happy when he saw him come out, "It's not the kind of hot search that fans criticize, it can be regarded as out of the circle."

Three sets of costumes were taken for Liang Xiao's makeup photo, one of the high-spirited young master, and one of the heroic young general.

When filming the third set, the screenwriter wanted to force him to wear cloth strips, but the director mercilessly rejected it, and added makeup effects to film the final set of brocade costumes that rushed to the frontier.

The best response this time is also the third set.

The wounded young general was dripping with blood, but his brows were sharper and more beautiful, like a treasure out of its sheath, fierce and shockingly dazzling.

With the torture scene where Yun Lian was released as a basis, the main line of the script this time has not been announced at all, and the discussion about how he will be injured and bleed this time has become a hot search.

Liang Xiao was memorizing the script, when he heard the words, he poked over and took a look: "Why is there another #跨时别的云家兄弟#..."

"It's also a personal setting."

Duan Ming's plan was quite good: "Next time you take on a modern drama with the surname Yun, the top searches will be the three masters of the ancient and modern Yun family."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming felt comfortable physically and mentally, patted Liang Xiao on the shoulder, got up and made him a cup of coffee.

Tomorrow, the machine will burn incense and the two scenes are Liang Xiao's.

The production crew has this particular point, if the opening scene is filmed smoothly, the whole film will be filmed smoothly afterwards, if the first scene is NG, Director Jin may be furious and punish Liang Xiao to copy it ten times every night lines.

Besides, when the machine starts tomorrow, there will only be more reporters, not fewer.

The production director agreed to be open to reporters for the first three days to visit the set, with the camera following the whole process, and the remaining few scenes can be less than one NG.

The lines of ancient costume dramas are much more difficult than those of modern dramas. Liang Xiao munched on the walnut kernels stuffed by Mr. Huo to nourish his brain, and had already memorized two full pages of densely packed lines for a whole day.

Duan Ming handed him the coffee: "Take a break and relax your mind."

Liang Xiao put down the script: "No need."

Duan Ming was stunned: "Mr. Huo's walnuts are so easy to use?"

"No, it's the same whether you rest or not." Liang Xiao took two sips of coffee and shook his head, "Anyway, it's not my brain anymore."

The assistant was lying on the side to check the trending searches. Hearing this, he choked and lowered his head to snicker.

Duan Ming wanted to train his assistant for his gloat, but he didn't hold back too much, and tried his best to control his expression: "... Thank you for your hard work."

Duan Ming pulled the assistant back, looked at Liang Xiao who was holding the script on his head: "Is this a new posture for reciting scripts?"

"Osmotic Pressure Back Calligraphy."

Liang Xiao was disappointed: "Press the book on top of my head, because of the concentration difference, knowledge will diffuse along the concentration gradient from the high-concentration book to my low-concentration head..."

Duan Ming couldn't hold back anymore, he twisted his assistant, and enjoyed himself for a long time under the cover of the assistant's screams.

Liang Xiao was really memorized with a ball of paste and couldn't move at all. He covered the script and closed his eyes for a while, sighed and rubbed his swollen temples vigorously.

Duan Ming twisted a towel for him: "Didn't you memorize them all?"

"Brother Duan, you don't understand." Liang Xiao took the towel and wiped his face, "Memorizing scripts before turning on the machine is like memorizing before an exam."

Duan Ming was at a loss: "What do you mean?"

"The content of the memorization is not important anymore." The assistant felt the same way, covering his arms and raising his hands: "The important thing is the memorization."

Liang Xiao nodded: "At this time, endorsement is like a ritual. By sacrificing my brain, I pray that I get all the answers in the plenary session..."

Duan Ming was stunned when he heard this: "Is it useful?"

"It's useless." Liang Xiao: "I almost fell asleep in the exam room the next day."

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao and his assistant unexpectedly resonated with each other, and they both clapped their hands and took the script again.

Useless is useless, if there is a next time, I will still recite as many sentences as I can.

It was rare for Duan Ming to see that Liang Xiao was in the mood to bring up the past, and wanted to let him rest his mind, so he temporarily confiscated his script: "Didn't your grades in the art test be good?"

"It's not bad among the art candidates." Liang Xiao sighed, "Thinking about it now, my concept of scores may have been instilled with a little error."

He never went to school seriously, and he also took the social route when he applied for the exam. His concept of scores all came from the month when Jiangnan was put on the head for tutoring.

The person who gave him tutoring told him that he had to score at least [-] on the test.

"..." Duan Ming: "Is this a bit of a mistake?"

Liang Xiao was also puzzled: "I was wondering why..."

Back then when he came out of the south of the Yangtze River, Xiao Liang Xiao ran all the way to the imperial capital. After settling down, he secretly did two sets of mock questions, and was scared to tears by the minimum score he had to achieve.

After the college entrance examination, Xiao Liang Xiao got the answer right by himself, and was so uncomfortable that the sun and the moon were dark, and he almost went south to work the next day.

... Immediately afterwards, I received a call from the School of Communication.

After going to school, with a bursary, life gradually returned to the right track. Liang Xiao also gradually understood the score lines of each school, and finally corrected his cognition completely.

"The person you mentioned." Duan Ming asked him cautiously, "It's the one you saved in Jiangnan..."

Liang Xiao: "Brother Duan."

Duan Mingfei quickly changed the phrase: "The one who forced you to study."

Liang Xiao nodded.

Duan Ming has always been wary of Liang Xiao, an old acquaintance who is not Bai Yueguang better than Bai Yueguang. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels relieved: "That's fine...Your friend doesn't seem too smart."

He is probably also a nerd, who only knows how to study, maybe he can't even say a nice word.

They are not qualified to be Huo's opponent who can cook.

Liang Xiao was stunned: "Why?"

"He also wants to teach you to score six hundred."

Duan Ming couldn't figure it out: "Is he crazy?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming helped Liang Xiao take off the script on top of his head, stuffed it into his arms, and patted his shoulder.

He replaced the overhead light with a desk lamp, closed the door, and left with his assistant.

The next day, the crew officially started.

Jin Zhenbo has many rules. He chose to open the door at [-]:[-] in the morning, and led a group of sleepy starring staff members to burn incense meticulously. Another person added a shovel of soil to the tree that the crew had planted in advance.

The first scene of filming was Yunlang lying on the roof, teasing the little grandson who was studying together with chestnuts.

Yun Lang is also considered to be of the same generation as the emperor's grandson, but he started his career a few years earlier, and he also learned the foundation of martial arts early. He was the one who was unmatched by others when he was a child, and he still has a generous and arrogant temper when he grows up.

The little emperor's grandson was the same age as him, and his temper was late. He had just been reprimanded by his teacher for failing to memorize a good book, and he was walking out sullenly.

The significance of the opening scene is extraordinary, and the entire crew is engrossed.

The sidelines are quiet, the reflector complements the natural light, and the camera track moves forward along the way.

Liang Xiao hid behind his back for protection, carried a bag full of small stones, and lay down on his back bored.

The little Huangsun walked a few steps, and was suddenly hit by a stone at his feet.

The little emperor raised his head and recognized him: "Yun Lang, what are you doing?"

Liang Xiao lying on the roof was particularly boring: "I have memorized the book, and I practiced martial arts very well."

The little grandson: "..."

Liang Xiao himself felt that this remark was too much to beat, and sighed: "The homework is all done, the copybook is almost finished, and the theory that I am going to hand over to my husband today has also got a top grade."

The little grandson: "..."

Liang Xiao propped himself up, sat up lightly and skillfully, put one arm on his knees, and leaned forward along the eaves: "Your father, Wang Xin, has a nice horse. When will you bring it out, let me ride it twice."

The little emperor's grandson became angry from embarrassment: "You—"

Little Huangsun had nothing to say to him, turned around and wanted to leave, but just as he took a step, he was hit by a stone with exceptional precision where he was going to fall next.

The little emperor's grandson was already bored, so he found fault with him for no reason, and frowned: "Yun Lang, don't rely on your talent—"

The guys on the roof were full, Liang Xiao touched a cloth towel to wipe his hands casually, raised his hand, and something hit him on the forehead with a bang.

Little Huangsun instinctively caught it, took a painful breath, and was about to burst into anger, when he looked down, he suddenly froze.

It is a soft waxy chestnut that has just been steamed and peeled off the shell.

"Stupid like this."

Liang Xiao sighed: "Lend me to ride twice, if you don't understand which sentence, next time I will tell you first, can't it be enough?"

……

In the play, although Yun Lang is used to going to the house to expose the tiles, he seldom really bullies others.Sometimes when I am in a good mood, I will help those princes and grandchildren who are not good and are bullied by others.

But just to help.

Yun Lang himself is very talented, so he couldn't figure out why some people still couldn't understand it when he talked about it to this point.Every time I haven't explained it clearly to others, I have completely lost my patience, write a large explanation and slap it on the table, and run out to practice martial arts and swords by myself.

The scene was according to the plan, as long as Yun Lang jumped off the roof to stop people in the film.

Liang Xiao had a lot of experience on the Wia early in the morning, stepping on the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace, his figure was slightly vertical, and he swept down lightly, and firmly stopped in front of the young actor who played the role of the little emperor's grandson.

The scenes in the palace have particularly high requirements for youthful feelings. Liang Xiao's appearance is dominant, and he dared to pretend to be a minor when he went out. He also sharpened his eyes before filming, and adjusted his whole temperament to pure and clear.

The little emperor's grandson was played by a fresh graduate, still a little green, subconsciously took a step back according to the plot, walked a bit off, and was about to turn his back to the camera.

The shots in this scene are all fixed-point. Once the actor makes a mistake and turns his back on the camera, this scene will have to be repeated.

The face of the staff on the sidelines changed, and they mentioned it in their hearts.

Director Jin's expression suddenly darkened, and he was about to stop, when Liang Xiao unfolded the Xuanbai folding fan with a swish.

"Ride three laps."

Liang Xiao stopped him with a fan, bargained with a smile, and stopped him back to the designated spot without any trace: "Next time the master scolds you, I will squat outside the window and shout loudly that there is a fire..."

……

Unsurprisingly.

The first scene passed smoothly, the crew leader breathed a sigh of relief, and director Jin's face finally turned from cloudy to sunny.

When the young actor who played the young master came down, he realized that he had almost made a mistake, and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and his face turned pale: "Thank you, Mr. Liang..."

"You don't need to call me teacher." Liang Xiao smiled, "It's a small matter."

The assistant director had lingering fears: "In the first scene, it's not a trivial matter if something goes wrong."

The producer nodded: "Director Jin's complexion was not right just now, if the first scene is NG, this week may be put to death and reborn."

The young actor's face paled again.

Liang Xiao was slightly dumb: "Don't be scary."

Acting is not just as simple as putting on costumes and reading lines. You have to be able to match the camera and cooperate with the crew. Only when this layer is well polished can you have a personal performance on the basis.

No matter how God rewards you for eating, you will inevitably make some mistakes when you just turn from theory to practice.

"Don't worry, take your time." Liang Xiao received hints from the producer, and patiently sang red faces, "I will feel it later."

The producer added in time: "It's all done one scene after another. The better an actor is, the more he will be able to sum up and improve. Liang Xiao was even more difficult than you when he first debuted."

The young actor's face turned from white to red, and he bowed deeply with his blushing face, and ran back to follow the acting teacher to listen to the following shots attentively.

"Students nowadays are more or less floating, and it's just right to grind and sink."

The assistant director sighed, and suddenly became curious: "By the way, what was Liang Xiao like when he debuted?"

The producer didn't know, so he turned to Liang Xiao: "What was it like when you first debuted?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

The better the crew, the more they must be able to talk nonsense.

Liang Xiao watched helplessly as the producer opened his mouth to make up, and spontaneously expressed some respect: "I am as old as him, and I also came here like this... In terms of pressure, the pressure is actually much less."

When Liang Xiao debuted, it was far from such a big scene. The crew didn't even have a clear authority.

By mistake, he sharpened his acting skills in a group of small crews who were not well-known.

"When you were his age, you were flying in the sky with Wia on your hands."

Director Jin came over and punctured it mercilessly: "Because one circle was not round enough, I spent half an hour grinding it just to let you do it again."

"..." Liang Xiao murmured, "You have a really good memory."

Jin Zhenbo doesn't have a good memory. In fact, any director who has been tortured for half an hour like this will inevitably be impressed: "You also said at the time that I am the best director you have ever seen."

Liang Xiao coughed, and quickly made amends: "You are also—"

Jin Zhenbo: "I had dinner with Song Qi two days ago."

Liang Xiao: "..."

As the best director Liang Xiao has ever seen, Director Song is still very proud. He comforted his old friend at the dinner table for a long time with his insight.

The first scene was filmed smoothly, Jin Zhenbo was in a good mood, he was too lazy to bother with him, and signaled to the various departments to adjust their preparations: "When the filming is over, there will be a clip to follow the filming, just record a few small daily clips."

Liang Xiao didn't dare to speak, but nodded obediently.

Director Jin waved his hand, ordered a few assistant directors to mobilize the extras, and left.

Maybe it was because of the special buff of the first scene, and the next few scenes went smoothly beyond expectations.

At the end of the day, the crew worked together and performed exceptionally well. There were only two NGs due to objective reasons, and the set task was completed early.

"Take a breath."

Duan Ming stood guard at the door, watching Liang Xiao come out after changing clothes and taking off his makeup, and handed him a cup of hot milk tea: "There is a program group that wants to shoot a few vlogs with me, let's cooperate."

Liang Xiao's costume is thin. In order to show his figure and increase the thinness of the teenager's skeleton, and he can't add more clothes inside, he has been freezing all day on the set, and he hasn't warmed up yet.

Holding milk tea to warm his hands, Liang Xiao thought for a while before connecting the vlog with the "daily clips" that Dao Jin said, and nodded: "Okay."

Duan Ming frowned: "It's not always the way to do this...how about posting two warm treasure stickers tomorrow?"

"Inconvenient." Liang Xiao took a sip of milk tea, "The wide robe and sleeves were accidentally torn off."

It's not the first time he's filming in winter, seeing Duan Ming's worried posture, he smiled: "It doesn't matter, I've filmed skiing scenes when it's colder than this."

Duan Ming didn't want to talk too much about him, so he stuffed the hot water bag over and put it on him: "Go back and make some hot water."

Liang Xiao nodded, went out of the rest room, and said hello to the film crew responsible for following him.

This kind of program group focuses on the set and does some fast-line news such as new entertainment broadcasts. In the past two years, it has followed the trend and expanded the filming of simple clips into the daily vlog of the actors.

Liang Xiao had heard from Director Jin earlier that he was also prepared. He chatted with the film crew all the way back to the hotel, and was about to open the door when his hands suddenly stopped.

Duan Ming was startled: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao supported the door, fell silent for a while, and smiled: "It's okay."

Liang Xiao turned around, politely: "Is it okay to just record here?"

It is already rare to be able to come in and follow the filming. Many people may not agree to cooperate. The director was stunned for a moment, and nodded quickly: "Of course."

The content needed for the vlog was not long at first, the director signaled the camera to turn off the machine, shook hands with Liang Xiao, and led them away.

Duan Ming didn't come back to his senses, he watched the camera crew walk away: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Duan, look for the crew." Liang Xiao said, "Someone has entered the door."

Duan Ming was stunned for two seconds, then his expression suddenly changed.

The artist's privacy is extremely important. Unless there is a sign for cleaning, no one is allowed to enter or leave casually.The hotel is near the studio, and it has been contracted for more than one shooting, so it is impossible to understand the rules.

"How did you find out?" Duan Ming lowered his voice, "Who is it? Do you need Xingguan to deal with it?"

Liang Xiao looked at him for a long time: "...Brother Duan."

Duan Ming frowned: "What are you doing?"

"I can find out that someone has entered the door because the hotel door lock is old-fashioned, and the handle has been twisted by someone, and the direction is not the same as before."

Liang Xiao: "I didn't even get a score of [-] in the test. It is already the limit to be able to reason to this point."

"..." Duan Ming: "Can you not hold grudges?"

Liang Xiao sighed: "It's hard to calm down..."

Duan Ming had a headache, covered his mouth, met Liang Xiao's eyes, and his heart suddenly sank.

Duan Ming let go of his hand and didn't speak.

After the accident that year, Liang Xiao looked normal, he still had no heart and no lungs, he should eat and sleep, and when he was better, he ran around the studio to earn money, as if he was bigger than their hearts.

Although I also fell into the problem of not being able to rest at ease when no one was watching over me for two years, after a long time, it has gradually become less obvious.

When Duan Ming complained to the housekeeper about his hard work, he never expected that after five years, Liang Xiao would still pay attention to these details every time he opened the door.

Duan Ming was silent for a while, and analyzed: "It's either a paparazzi or an illegitimate fan."

Artists live in hotels, and it's not uncommon for strangers to enter their rooms.

Especially Liang Xiao just became popular, the popularity is more than enough deterrence, and the fan ecology has not completely stabilized, it is the time to recruit these.

Duan Ming: "Most likely they installed a camera, or sneaked in to take a sneak shot, and took something... We have nothing to shame."

"should--"

Duan Ming looked at his face, and said with difficulty: "It should not be... an inducer."

Liang Xiao smiled, shook his head, and did not move forward.

Duan Ming: "We... go in and have a look for you?"

Liang Xiao shook his head: "Beta can't smell pheromones, nor can it smell inducers."

Duan Ming whispered: "Contact Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao hugged the hot water bottle and smiled: "What a big deal..."

Duan Ming was silent for a while, no longer insisted, nodded: "Let's go, talk to the crew... Let's go out and live."