red and white roses together

"The Lejiang family has suffered great injustice. When I go out, I will reveal all the truth to the public." Lin Su stood in front of the young man in a worn-out shirt and jacket, and slowly spoke the very unskilled Lejiang language to his eyes. said the teenager.

Ji Congxiao stood in front of him, his upper body was bare, and a jacket was randomly tied around his body, which he snatched from the protagonist group.His hair was messy, his skin was as pale as snow, and a mysterious and ancient totem was drawn on his face.A pair of blue eyes are as beautiful as the luminous flowers in this ruin.

He opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Huan impatiently, then his eyes flicked across the cave ceiling, past the stalactites, and swayed from side to side.

"Le Jiang, did you hear that?" Lin Huan called out in a good temper.

Ji Congxiao was unmoved, and reached out to grab the dangling bookmark on his notebook, having fun.

"Leader?! You listen to me first." Lin Xu quickly hid the bookmark.

Ji Congxiao howled angrily, and reached out to pat his arm.

"After you listen to me, I'll take it out." Lin Huan took a step back, unmoved.

Ji Congxiao glared at him, turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Huan grabbed his arm violently: "Wait—"

Ji Congxiao turned his head and bared his teeth fiercely at him, and slapped his hands away hard.Lin Huan's hand hurt, and he became unstable. The notebook he was holding was suddenly dropped into the lake beside him, and immediately sank into an invisible abyss. Only unknown carnivorous fishes were swimming in the water.

"My research records!" Lin Huan took a deep breath, immediately grabbed Ji Congxiao's shoulders, and sternly shouted, "Go and get it back for me! I know you can do it!"

Ji Congxiao pushed him away, his eyes were stern: "I, my."

His voice is hoarse, with a strange tone, and he has not spoken all year round, making his general speech not as smooth as the protagonist.

"That is mine, and you are also mine." He stretched out his hands, spread his arms, and embraced the world, "All of them are mine."

"Cut! This scene is over! Let's rest for a while!" The director finally spoke.

Ji Congxiao sat down directly on the rock, and Gu Yangyang hurriedly put a thick coat on him. This season, the temperature on the plateau is much colder than that in the imperial capital.

"Innocent and cruel..." Lin Huan sat down beside him, "I can't bear to blame you just looking at it."

Ji Congxiao smiled, and asked Gu Yangyang to bring the script: "This shows that you are a good person. If it were me, even if Le Jiang didn't understand anything, if he did something wrong, he did something wrong. I will never forgive you. I don't know Those who are not guilty have never worked in my place."

Lin Xu clicked his tongue lightly, but didn't answer, leaned over to look at his notebook, was startled by the dense markings of different colors, and immediately sighed: "No wonder the director scolded me two days ago, saying that I didn't Grasping the character of the character, not being serious, the reason is because of you."

He pulled over Ji Congxiao's script and flipped through several pages. Looking at the fresh note, he asked doubtfully, "Isn't this already analyzed? Why do you have to write it again?"

"There is always a deviation every time, not to mention that in the process of acting, you can often experience different things. Sometimes there is a slight difference, and the direction behind will be completely different." Ji Congxiao shrugged, took out his phone, and looked After seeing no news about Sheng Huai, he stuffed it back.

"I deserve this scolding!" Lin Huan shook his head and stuffed the script back into his arms.

Ji Congxiao curled his lips and smiled at him.In fact, Lin Su worked hard enough. He often played with him, but he didn't think it was good enough. Even if the director said it, he insisted on repeating it three or four times.In the past, Ji Congxiao felt that he would definitely not be as dedicated and serious as the other party, but now he is no better than before.If he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sheng Huai and stand by his side in an open and honest manner, he had to be more serious, more persistent, and do everything to the best of his ability.

"But it doesn't matter if you're too tense, you still have to take it easy occasionally." Lin Huan suggested.

Ji Congxiao expressed his affection, and then said happily: "I always feel that you are calling yourself by your nickname when you say these two words."

Lin Huan: "..."

With an indifferent face, he pretended not to hear anything: "Tomorrow there will only be a few scenes. After the filming is over, you can play nearby. The temple where we filmed is said to be quite famous."

Ji Congxiao took the topic in a good manner: "Famous? Does it work?"

"I chatted with my fellow villagers yesterday, and I heard them say that sincerity leads to success."

"What...is called sincerity?" Ji Congxiao asked shamelessly.

"Burning incense and worshiping Buddha, prostrating and kowtowing, that's all." Lin Huan shrugged and replied, then raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to worship? What are you asking for? Marriage? Speaking of which, I'll ask for it too. Ten years old, every time I fall in love, I can't last half a year, and I'm almost numb after breaking up..."

Lin Huan was chattering away, while Ji Congxiao was thoughtful.

……

Among the jagged and strange rocks, among the dead trees and yellow sand, the majestic and magnificent temples have been gradually eroded by unknown ages.

Le will stop the strange beasts chasing the strangers, and watch them leave through the tunnel of the temple.

He just walked out of the dark cave.

Barefoot, he stepped on the sand and walked to the front of the hall.Following the postures of those people, he knelt down exactly.

His movements were solemn and reverent, his eyes curious and innocent.

He looked up, and the sun fell on his pale cheeks.The totem on his cheek is ancient and mysterious.

In front of him, a god is merciful, and behind him, a strange beast bites.

……

"Cut! Pass!" Ji Congxiao closed his eyes as soon as he hit the slate, and stood up.

He shot this scene three times. In the first round, the eyes were not innocent enough to perfectly compare with the action, so the director asked for a reshoot.The second time, the director passed there, but in another camera, he could vaguely see that his movements were not standard when he knelt down, and he asked to do it all over again.This is the third time, finally perfect.

He looked at the effect of the shooting on the screen, and couldn't help but frowned.He could imagine what kind of shock it would be if it was done in the later stage.

"Hurry up and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold. It's not a trivial matter to catch a cold on the plateau." The director patted Ji Congxiao on the shoulder and reminded him kindly. The one who scolded away and even flew into a rage.

All because Ji Congxiao exceeded his expectations.

During the audition, he was still skeptical, but after the official shooting, the actor's progress, in his opinion, was almost visible to the naked eye.Every NG, every shot, you can see the obvious difference between him and the day before the last time.This made the director very amazed, and naturally, he was also a lot kinder.

Ji Congxiao nodded, and immediately went back to the simple dressing room. First, he changed his clothes, then washed off the makeup that obviously made him look younger than four or five years old. Finally, he took the makeup from Gu Yangyang. The ring, put it on, and hide it in the clothes.

He drank several cups of hot ginger tea, nestled in a chair under the sun and made a phone call with Sheng Huai.The other party is now in the stage of leisurely picking books, but recently he was forced by He She to go to Tiansong to help.

Ji Congxiao is happy to see the results. After all, compared with his high-intensity shooting, Sheng Huai's leisurely appearance makes people itch with hatred.

The two briefly said a few words, Sheng Huai was going to a meeting, and Ji Congxiao also had something he wanted to do.

He hung up the phone, stepped on the stone steps, walked around the side gate of the temple where he was filming, walked through the promenade, passed through the courtyard, came to the front of the hall, walked down the steps step by step, and finally stood at the end of the mountain road.

He turned around and turned his back to the endless snow-capped mountains. The mountain wind brushed against his cheeks, causing him a burst of pain.

But his brows and eyes are soft, as warm as the spring breeze in March.

He stood at the gravel intersection with a straight posture.

He clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and took a step forward.

Move your palms in front of you, and take another step forward.

Landing on his chest, he took the third step.

With his palms separated and level with the ground, he knelt down resolutely, his knees touched the ground, and he kowtowed, his palms pressed against the ground, and his forehead lightly tapped on the gravel.

He paid homage to the first full-length head.

His posture was standard and reverent, his expression firm and gentle.Behind him, the snow-capped mountains stood tall and long.

He recited the Buddha's gatha in his heart, and walked this section of the mountain road in three steps and one prostration.

His knees were hurting, his forehead was slightly green, but he felt that the journey was not long enough, and he was afraid that this short distance would not be enough for the gods and Buddhas seated in the hall to understand his heart's direction.

He stepped on the stone steps and kowtowed the last long head outside the hall.

The lama in the hall made room for him.

He knelt down on the futon and bowed deeply.

The first worship, beg for his well-being.

The second obeisance, begging him to be happy.

The third worship, I wish him all the best.

He kowtowed devoutly and recited what he wanted in his heart repeatedly.

Just hope to get what you want.