After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

"Life is precious, but love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away."

On the set, "Lin Shiwei" is using these two lines of famous poems that have been rotten to explain to the hero Qin Huan why he gave up living a stable life in a coastal city and chose to work hard in this small, uninhabited place.

Cheng Weishi's reciting voice was like a warm spring breeze, which made people feel very comfortable.

Cheng Weishi and Zhang Fengwei were each wearing a pair of dirty cotton and linen short-sleeves, and they needed to act out in the cold windy weather.

Cheng Weizhi frowned and poured a few drops of water on his forehead, put one hand on his waist, looked up at the "scorching sun" in the sky, and his heels made half an arc on the yellow ground.

The leading actor, Qin Huan, could hear the meaning in the other party's words, so he said bluntly: "Do you like my ex-girlfriend?"

Lin Shiwei, played by Cheng Weishi, couldn't help but pause when he heard the name "ex-girlfriend". Then he raised his eyes, and the shock in his eyes dissipated: "You broke up with her already?"

Qin Huan looked indifferent: "We broke up very early. Didn't you also say, 'If it's for the sake of freedom, both of them can be thrown away'."

"Lin Shiwei" shook his head: "But I...but I'm because..."

"You want to say that if you were the one who was with her back then, you wouldn't give up the good life in the big city and come to a small mountain village, right?"

"Lin Shiwei" was silent.

Qin Huan took out a pack of low-quality cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took out one, lit it, and looked up at a thick white cloud in the sky: "It doesn't matter. No matter what the reason is, we are here now Reunion, what does it have to do with her? As the days pass, what is the difference."

He glanced at "Lin Shiwei" through the smoke from the cigarette: "Or do you want to go back to find her?"

Cheng Weishi was concentrating on being asked, and then smiled relievedly: "No, my feelings for her have faded long ago, and I have already been infected by the natural and simple humanistic style here, and I am ready to stay."

"Then it's inconvenient for you to go out alone without help?" Qin Huan held out a cigarette and held out a hand for a handshake gesture, "I heard that you are in the tire business now, how about joining us? "

"Okay. I promise you." Cheng Weishi shook each other's hand, and the two were joking, each exerting strength, and the back of the hand showed veins.

And so, the play is over.

Chen Xinchi waved at the side: "Your acting is very good, it deserves praise... But, how should I put it, it is still a bit short of the fire. Although the male lead and the third male lead are much more mature than they were four years ago, they are still only 20 after all. In addition to the weather-beaten vicissitudes in the eyes of young people, they also need a youthful spirit that does not bow to fate. It is like drinking tea. At this time, the protagonists have tasted the pot of tea in life. They have tasted a little bit, but it is far from enough, because they are full of passion and freshness for the other flavors of this pot of tea. Do you understand this feeling? The expressions on your faces just now are too plain and lack of passion. "

Cheng Weishi and Zhang Fengwei looked at each other, facing the director's request, they could only say, "Then let's try another one."

During the break, Cheng Weishi was squatting on the ground, reading the script and memorizing the lines, when he was suddenly beaten with a stick on the head.

Fortunately, it is a stick made of a few sheets of paper, and it doesn't hurt at all to hit it.Cheng Weishi raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and immediately recognized the person: "Zhang Fengwei, why are you beating me?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bored squatting here... Eh? I think you're crying?" Zhang Fengwei followed him and squatted down, "This position is not comfortable at all, it will make you numb. Stand up quickly. "

Cheng Weizhi explained: "This action will be used in the next scene - squatting and wiping tears, so I will prepare it first, lest I won't be able to cry for a while."

"Haha, I didn't realize that you are so dedicated." Zhang Fengwei patted Cheng Weishi's shoulder, "Hey, you said, do you agree with that poem about 'freedom' and 'everything can be thrown away'? "

Cheng Weizhi didn't even think about it, and opened his mouth to answer: "Of course I don't agree. Life is the most important thing. A person cannot be resurrected after death, but love can be repeated, and the pursuit of freedom is too idealistic, and it is almost impossible to achieve the goal. There is nothing to choose from. For something that exists, it is better to save one's life and just survive."

"You're right, your opinion is the same as mine." Zhang Fengwei stood up with a smile, leaning his back against the corner and said, "You know, I've asked this question to no less than a hundred people, except for those who claim to be literary and artistic. Some people would wander between life and freedom vaguely, and everyone else chose life without saying a word. Did you see that strange Mr. Duan more than ten meters away? I thought he would be an exception, but who knew he would also The choice is life, and there is a sentence, he said exactly the same as you."

"What?" Cheng Weishi looked at the 'weird Mr. Duan' not far away.

"It's the phrase 'Death can't be resurrected, but love can be repeated'. But now that I think about it, he has said enough to leave room for it. You think you will definitely have love in the future, but he doesn't."

"I understand." Cheng Weizhi lowered his head and lowered his eyes, fumbling with the script in his hand.

So many people thought that Duan Kejia would not pursue love.

Zhang Fengwei patted him on the back and advised him: "Why do you look so depressed, be happy... Are you still immersed in the scene and can't extricate yourself? This rest has lasted for more than an hour, and has been depressed It’s unbearable. Speaking of which, you know, I asked a man suffering from severe depression the other day, and he told me very ‘freely’ that he despises life and desperately longs for freedom and love. So I think , probably only the mentally ill can comprehend the madness of the poet?"

"Who knows." Cheng Weishi shrugged, "Anyway, I can't understand it. I'm a rough person, and the poet's spiritual home is too far away from me."

Cheng Weizhi squatted on the ground for a long time, then stood up to exercise his muscles and bones, without twisting his arms, suddenly saw Liu Zhonglin running over to look for him.

"Sir, Jiang Xi'an is here, the staff in charge of publicity and planning asked you to go over and take two group photos."

Cheng Weishi: "Okay, wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go."

Jiang Xi'an, who was outside the house, had student-like short shoulder-length hair, jumped two steps when he saw Cheng Weishi, and then walked towards him.

Cheng Weizhi just put on a small coat casually, and his makeup and dress still maintained the rustic style of filming, but fortunately, his face was still pleasing to the eye.The cameraman took several pictures of Jiang Xi'an's cute movements and Cheng Weishi's expression changes, and after taking pictures, he made an "OK" gesture with Jiang Xi'an and Cheng Weishi.

Jiang Xi'an raised his face to greet Cheng Weishi, his bright eyes twinkled in the sunlight, and he looked very cute: "Long time no see, Xiao Zhong."

Cheng Weizhi nodded: "Well, long time no see."

Jiang Xian lowered her head, the bangs on her forehead blocked her eyes.She clasped her hands in front of her, and circled the heel of one boot on the ground: "The shooting process here must be very hard. I heard that in winter, several photographers almost buried themselves in the snow-capped mountains. I'm still worried... ..."

Cheng Weizhi shook his head: "I don't know about this either. I just came here recently. At that time, Zhang Fengwei and the director seemed to be there. You can ask them."

Jiang Xi'an's cheeks were flushed, and she bent the corners of her lips towards Cheng Weishi, revealing two cute little canine teeth.Then he waved his palm: "Well, then I'm going to visit other people in the crew. I won't bother you. Bye."

Cheng Weizhi looked at the back of Jiang Xi'an's departure, inevitably feeling a little complicated.

After all, it is an idol that I have liked for many years, so it doesn't mean that I can forget about it completely without worrying about it.Of course, there will be nostalgia and reluctance in his heart. This is not only the obsession with the idol himself, but also the subconscious reminiscence of the youth that has never returned.

He understood Lin Shiwei's feelings after learning that the heroine and the heroine had broken up. It wasn't entirely his nostalgia for the heroine—it was his best youth after all.

Cheng Weizhi was just about to enter the lounge when a figure suddenly blocked his way.

The man's face was calm, his hands were in his trouser pockets, his eyes were always looking at the ground, and he only took time to raise his eyes and glance at Cheng Weishi.

"Come on, go out with me for a walk, it's too boring here."

Cheng Weizhi followed Duan Kejia into a forest with sparse vegetation, and then followed the winding path to the depths of the forest.

It took a full 10 minutes to walk.

"Sir, where are you going? If you continue walking, you will not find your way back."

Cheng Weishi followed behind, watching the opponent's footsteps gradually slow down.

"The environment here is relatively quiet and there are no people. I like it very much. After dinner yesterday, it was still light. I had nothing to do, so I found this place and stood under the big tree over there waiting for the sunset to come."

Thinking along Duan Kejia's description, Cheng Weizhi gradually searched for a very matching picture in his memory: the grandfathers in the yard of his hometown also like to sit under the tree to enjoy the shade, and when they sit...it gets dark.

Duan Kejia turned his head, with mottled light flowing from his forehead hair: "I was thinking yesterday, I can take you here today to have a look. The environment here is good, much better than the windy and sandy weather outside."

Cheng Weishi replied: "Well, sir is very thoughtful."

Duan Kejia said: "I'm leaving in a while, and I'll take the five o'clock plane back to City S."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Cheng Weizhi glanced at his watch, "There are still three hours."

"I've already taken a three-day vacation here, and the papers piled up on my desk may be as high as a hill. If I don't go back, I won't be able to finish my work."

Duan Kejia had actually been here for three full days, but why did Cheng Weishi have the illusion that this person just flew in from S city yesterday afternoon.

Cheng Weizhi said: "Go back and get busy. When I finish filming, I will definitely find you for dinner as soon as possible."

"Okay, it's a deal."

And at this time-

"How can you do this! You are shameless!"

A heart-piercing cry flew out from the bushes next door, shaking Cheng Weishi's eardrums.

Duan Kejia hurriedly pulled Cheng Weishi to hide behind the big tree.

Cheng Weizhi felt that this voice was a bit familiar...it seemed that he had heard it somewhere.

By the way, it's Jiang Xi'an!

He had never heard Jiang Xi'an speak so hysterically before, and he quickly stretched his head towards the source of the voice.

"How could you do this... woo woo... You clearly said you liked me."

Jiang Xi'an's sweet voice failed in this situation.Cheng Weizhi saw the other party squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands, sobbing softly.

The person opposite her was... Cheng Weishi continued to stick out half of his head, and a strong figure emerged from the leaves.

Zhang Fengwei on the opposite side sighed, bent down halfway, and patted Jiang Xi'an's head: "Hey, didn't I introduce you to a new boyfriend? That man is richer than me."

After hearing this sentence, Jiang Xi'an's crying suddenly amplified: "You are not human! When I was with you, I didn't even know whose son you were... How could you jam the old man's room?" Let me let me sleep with him!! I am your girlfriend! You are not as good as a beast!"

Cheng Weizhi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this—"give me the old man's room card"...

Zhang Fengwei's face was flat, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him: "What can I do, you know, I have never believed that love can last forever, I am with you because I like you, We broke up because the relationship faded and disappeared."

Jiang Xi'an cried until he almost lost his voice: "Then you can't let me go with others—"

"What's wrong? With your strength, if I hadn't let someone put you in the crew, Chen Xinchi would never have liked you. Without me, how will you gain a foothold in the entertainment circle in the future? Find someone Isn't home nice?"

Jiang Xi'an knelt on the ground and cried. After Zhang Fengwei's words, she didn't even have the courage to continue scolding him.

Cheng Weizhi was extremely shocked by Zhang Fengwei's logic.

He raised his head and looked at Duan Kejia diagonally behind him.

Duan Kejia looked at him, made a "hush" gesture, and then waved to him.

Cheng Weishi followed Duan Kejia lightly out of the grove with his waist down.

After returning outside, Cheng Weishi became aggrieved, with sparks in his eyes: "That was... what happened just now. Jiang Xi'an is too miserable. Being dumped by a scumbag, he still has to suffer personality insults." .”

"Are you starting to sympathize with her?" Duan Kejia said, "Zhang Fengwei may not think it's an insult, he thinks he is helping Jiang Xi'an and planning for her future."

Cheng Weizhi was so angry that he walked half a circle around Duan Kejia: "I still can't understand... don't you think so too?"

Duan Kejia shook his head.

He suddenly remembered the weird dream he had a long time ago.

"Of course not. At least, I won't cuckold myself."