alternate performance

As a tourism industry, the film and television base will definitely usher in the peak period of tourists during the major Golden Weeks.In order to avoid the flow of customers, the announcement ranked the scenes with a large number of people in the post-shooting before October. It was difficult and the time was tight. The crews of each team worked day and night. After two weeks, everyone lost a lot of weight.

Sleep time is precious, Xu Chenhe has less and less time to go back to the hotel to rest, all the drinks and fruits that Gu Congran bought for him in the refrigerator have been moved to the RV, if it is not that the RV is too crowded with luggage, he even wants to check out Live in the caravan.

There is almost no chance to look at the mobile phone. The mobile phone can be thrown on the bedside without charging for several days, and the missed calls and messages crowded on it are increasing day by day. When Xu Chenhe occasionally wants to reply to the other party, he usually hangs down before finishing a sentence. fall asleep.

The summer in Licheng is long and hot, and some actors in the crew have suffered from heat stroke during the location shooting. Xu Chenhe had never worked so hard in military training before. He only thought it was too difficult to be a qualified actor, but he didn’t tell anyone. After all, Le Yuqin, who is his partner, has never complained even if he puts on makeup dozens of times a day.

The scene on the last day of the National Day was filmed until noon, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky. The director sat in the pergola flipping through the script, and gave the whole group a half-day off with a big wave of his hand.

Everyone came to life in an instant, clapping hands and cheering, very much like students who heard that the school was going to hold a sports meeting when they were studying.

After the quarrel, everyone was quiet, and the director said: "This half-day free time is not for everyone to relax, but for everyone to adjust their status to meet the final work. I hope everyone will work together to make a common sprint for the perfect ending of "Mrs. Dreamland."

The big class went back to their lairs, Xu Chenhe got into the shower to take a shower, and when he came out, Fang Rui just jumped into the carriage with two bags of cold vegetables bought outside.

Xu Chenhe was tired of eating the crew's lunch box every day, so he lifted the lid of the box and smelled the aroma of cold dishes, so he appetized.

Fang Rui broke the chopsticks and put them in front of him, and asked: "Brother, do you want to call President Gu? He even sent his greetings to my mobile phone. I... can't stand it."

Xu Chenhe was not in a hurry, he took a big mouthful of rice with the bowl in his hand, and added two slices of cold pork ears to even out the taste. He never thought that one day he would gobble it up in front of a girl like this: "What did he send you?"

Fang Rui was also hungry and couldn't move her hands to look at her phone, but she remembered every text message from Gu Congran: "Ask you if you are very busy, how many hours do you sleep every day, and say you regret buying you ice cream, eat too much?" I'll have a stomachache."

"You can't expect something better." Xu Chenhe muttered.

Fang Rui thought for a while, and then said: "I also asked if you have any more kissing scenes in the future. If so, please don't tell him, or he will shut himself up."

Xu Chenhe laughed so hard that the chili rings choked up in his throat. He put down his chopsticks and covered his mouth and coughed violently several times. Fang Rui helped him pour a cold glass and said, "Be careful, bro."

"You continue." Xu Chenhe poured a few sips of water, and stroked his chest with his palm.

Sitting back at the dining table, Fang Rui moved the takeaway box, and brought the dish without chili rings in front of Xu Chenhe: "He asked Yun Zhaoyu if he came to visit the class, if so, let me prove to Yun Zhaoyu that I am good at Sanda seven part."

When Gu Congran was away, Xu Chenhe scolded at ease: "I'm sick, others are paranoid about being persecuted, but he is paranoid about killing others."

"And," Fang Rui paused, "President Gu asks you the most about whether you are sleeping well and eating well. If it is too difficult, the November film can be postponed, and the company will pay the liquidated damages. He wants You rest a little longer."

"Is he so considerate..." Xu Chenhe's voice became softer as he spoke, deeply blaming himself for his unreasonable spout just now.

After eating, Xu Chenhe closed the bedroom door, put a pillow behind his waist, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Congran: Good night.

The other party replied in seconds: It's noon, how about good night?

Xu Chenhe: My day and night are turned upside down, and now it is night for me.

Gu Congran: Finish work so early today, and have an all-night show tonight?

Xu Chenhe: The director gave the whole team a half-day off, just in time to feel the atmosphere of the motherland's birthday at the end of the National Day.

The motherland's birthday in early October, and Gu Congran's birthday at the end of October, he wanted to ask Xu Chenhe if he remembered, but the other party remained indifferent after hinting many times.I didn't remember Xu Chenhe's birthday at the time, and Gu Congran was not qualified to let the other party remember, so he simply asked Xu Chenhe when he would finish.

Affected by many factors, the crew's prediction of ending after the National Day was overturned. The remaining scenes on next week's announcement list have not yet been fully listed. Obviously, the shooting progress is still lengthening.Xu Chenhe understood what Gu Congran was expecting, he was quite embarrassed, and typed in the edit box: I will tell you the exact news immediately.

The two chatted a few more words, Gu Congran didn't force Xu Chenhe for too long, and urged him to go to rest quickly.Putting down the phone, Wei Fangling, who was playing with the tablet, leaned over and asked, "Who are you chatting with, so happy."

"How can you tell that I'm happy?" Gu Congran was puzzled.

Wei Fangling swiped the tablet and turned on the camera mode and held it up in front of him: "Look at your grin, it's comparable to a smile ambassador."

Gu Congran touched the corner of his mouth, and suppressed the smile unnaturally.

Gu Cunkai murmured beside him: "Brother, don't you have a relationship with that counterfeit, have you ever thought about Brother Jiang Hua's feelings, it's not worth it for a fake and shoddy product."

"Oh shit," Wei Fangling picked up a magazine and patted Gu Cunkai's legs on the coffee table, "Pack up your luggage and ask the driver to take you back to school."

He turned his head and put on an amiable expression: "Ah Ran, come and tell me, were you chatting with Xiao He just now?"

I haven't met him yet, so I gave him a good nickname, Gu Congran put his arms on his knees: "Yes."

Wei Fangling said softly: "We've been talking for a long time, when will I bring that child home for my mother to take a look at?"

Nothing good will happen if you are gentle, Gu Congran said annoyedly: "Just like that, do you still want to play find fault?"

Wei Fangling disagreed: "Am I looking at his face? I don't know how to look for pictures online. I want to see his personality. If it's suitable, I have to protect him."

"Why do your words sound so harsh to me?" Gu Cong lit his ears, "Can I still push him into the fire pit?"

"Listen to what people said, that's not a pit of fire, it's magma!" Wei Fangling put away her joking expression, "Do you think I want to meet everyone? Aren't you afraid that you will repeat the same mistakes? Who is the ultimate goal of protecting him? You really don't understand?"

Bored, Gu Congran grabbed the magazine on the desktop and flipped through it. He accidentally turned to the celebrity interview column, which was the various thoughts expressed by "Jiang Hua" around the ten-year performance process.On the screen, Xu Chenhe is wearing an Italian-style retro Cassie with a black thin high collar and round-toed Martin boots on his feet, looking gentlemanly and fashionable.

The dark spinel men's ring on the index finger is very eye-catching. Gu Congran originally thought that this type of heavy jewelry would not be suitable for Xu Chenhe, who has a gentle personality, but he didn't expect him to be able to control this style.

Xu Chenhe, who came out of Rongjing Town, has changed too much, just like Jiang Hua who quickly abandoned his past simple image after stepping into the entertainment circle.

Of course Gu Congran knew who his mother most wanted to protect, she was afraid that Xu Chenhe would become the second Jiang Hua and bring him a second blow.

The period after Jiang Hua’s death was the most difficult time for Gu Congran. He couldn’t concentrate on his work. When he was doing something, his thoughts wandered for a long time. Play back the scene where Jiang Hua was swept away by the waves.

The treatment plan formulated by the Gu family's personal doctor for Gu Congran's post-traumatic stress disorder was implemented one by one, and it took six months for his mental state to improve.

What Wei Fangling feared was that her son would return to that time when life was worse than death.

"I'll bring him back when his film is finished," Gu Congran said, "You should do some ideological work with Xiaokai first, he won't be able to keep his mouth shut."

The filming of "Mrs. Dreamland" was in mid-to-late October, when the city entered autumn, and the last scene ended in cool and pleasant weather.

The cheers on the set have not subsided for a long time, the people embracing and circling, jumping around, and raising paper, are very different from the heavy and sad atmosphere in the finale scene.

Xu Chenhe was also infected, but he couldn't be as jubilant as everyone else. He just stood in the middle of the set and smiled and was embraced by everyone who hadn't seen their faces clearly.

The actress who played Zou Zhiyun gave him a bottle of sparkling water, and said with a smile: "If you have a chance to cooperate again in the future, don't scumbag me, my tears are worthless?"

Xu Chenhe clinked glasses with her: "Everything follows the script, a happy cooperation."

Jiang Hua's temperament has been deeply imitated by Xu Chenhe, and he has a close relationship with every female partner in the film. There will never be a chance for people to gossip when there is emotion in and out of the film.

After eating the celebration cake with the people in the group, Xu Chenhe frequently looked towards the exit of the studio on the way back to the RV. Fang Rui's eyes brightened: "Brother, don't worry, Mr. Gu just sent me a message half an hour ago to say that he got off the plane."

Being seen through, Xu Chenhe still insisted: "Did I mention him?"

Fang Rui raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I didn't mention it, I didn't mention it, and your eyes definitely didn't betray you."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Congran's eye-catching figure appeared in the distance, holding clusters of flowers wrapped in champagne-colored paper. Xu Chenhe couldn't see what kind of flower it was because he was far away. When the other party approached, he realized that it was red Roses and white lisianthus.

Fang Rui ran away in a hurry, Gu Congran put the flower into Shenhe's arm: "It's been hard these days."

The polite blessing does not apply to the relationship between the two of them, Xu Chenhe twisted the rose petals to pretend to be disgusted: "Vulgar is not vulgar."

The eyebrows are happy, he has received many flowers from Jiang Hua's fans, such as sunflowers, baby's breath, and zinnias, but only this bunch of flowers was given to a person named Xu Chenhe.

"Then tell me what you like, I will definitely change it next time." Gu Congran said.

Xu Chenhe raised his face from a large bouquet of flowers, with some hesitation in his expression, fearing that the other party would see another person through him again, but what he said was the truth: "White hydrangea."

But how can anyone plant a garden full of hydrangeas for him, full of vitality, as if welcoming someone's return at any time.

As expected, Gu Congran froze for a moment: "What else?"

The fragrance of flowers is too strong, irritating the nasal cavity and making Xu Chenhe feel his nose a little sore: "I don't like flowers, I like prickly pears."