Pleasant wood into forest

"Crack-"

Director Mo Sen nodded and announced, "Everyone rest for an hour."

The people around breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the rest area one after another. Mo Sen left Xia Wei alone: ​​"Xiao Xia, come here for a while."

Knowing that the director wanted to keep people talking, the surrounding staff wisely avoided it.

It was very hot, Mo Sen took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook out two cigarettes, and handed one to Xia Wei: "How do you understand the role of Lin Mu?"

Xia Wei declined softly, thought for a while and said, "Docile, easy-going, kind, but too weak."

Mo Sen let out a "huh", squinted his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Xia Wei: "Weak? You seem very unwilling when you say this word."

Xia Wei was slightly taken aback.

"I don't see weakness in your eyes." Mo Sen couldn't hear the emotion in his tone.

Xia Wei couldn't figure out what Mo Sen meant, so he hesitated for a while.

"Here, come and see." Fortunately, Mo Sen didn't plan to go around in circles with him, went to sit down in front of the camera, pointed to the replay and said, "To be honest, you are indeed a very talented actor, I can fully understand why Mr. Yang I will strongly recommend you, your acting skills are very natural, and your understanding of the characters is also in place, which meets his requirements. But there is one thing, your eyes are not right, you have to see and feel for yourself."

Xia Wei stared at himself in the replay.This part is about two people confirming the master-student relationship for the first time. There are no faults in the lines and performance. Although Guan Qingxi is also a newcomer, he has obviously done his homework, and he is from a major, so he is very familiar with the use of the camera. The performance of both of them is remarkable.Xia Wei stared at himself in the camera, and found a problem when his field of vision switched to a close-up of the face of the two of them looking at each other.

"How about it?"

"Too...too sharp." Xia Wei said truthfully.

"Yes, and I don't understand. In most cases, your performance is very good, including when you played against Yu Liu who played the third party in the play, you didn't have such sharpness in your eyes, but when you played against your student Yang When Yue played against each other, he brought this kind of thing." Mo Sen changed the subject, and glanced sharply at Yue Mu, "Do you have any trouble with Guan Qingxi?"

Xia Wei was sweating at first, but raised his head inexplicably when he heard this sentence.

"Remember, you are acting as Lin Mu, not yourself. Don't bring your personal emotions into the play."

It turned out that Mo Sen thought that the two actors had some private conflicts, which led to the wrong eyes during the scene. Xia Wei knew it was a misunderstanding, but he didn't intend to explain, so he nodded in agreement.

The people around began to distribute lunch boxes, only this moment of the day is the busiest.Xia Wei was silent under the scorching sun for a long time—it turns out that since his rebirth, every time Yang Yizun looked at him, was he facing such eyes?

"Xia Wei, why are you in a daze." A young guy in the distance handed over a lunch box, "Here, yours."

"Thank you." Xia Wei took it absent-mindedly, found a corner, and read the script while licking it into his mouth.

In order to shorten the shooting cycle, the director did not shoot according to the chronological order of the script, but broke up the story according to the weather and environment, and then used post-editing.This method is not a small challenge for several newcomers. They need to adjust their state according to the plot at any time. Usually, after a day's filming, several people are exhausted and complaining.

In the afternoon play, the main characters are Yu Liu and Xia Wei. The two met to eat hot pot, and met Guan Qingxi who was having an argument with someone. So far, the two of them turned into a three of them.

It was not a very complicated scene, but Xia Wei was halfway through filming, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his stomach.He tried his best to finish one shot, went to the bathroom as soon as possible, and rushed to the next one when he came back.It wasn't until he returned to the workplace with limp legs that he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his lunch.

Thinking of this, Xia Wei scanned the surroundings, just in time to see the young man who handed him a lunch box sneakily got into Yu Liu's nanny car.

Stomach trouble is an embarrassing and helpless thing, once or twice is justifiable, and more times will delay the progress.Soon some staff members below became dissatisfied. Although Mo Sen didn't say anything, his face was obviously not good-looking.There was no other way, Xia Wei had no choice but to force himself, asked the makeup artist to add a little more powder for him, and insisted on finishing the trick.

In the evening, Xia Wei went to get an injection because of dehydration. When he came back, he passed by Liu's room and heard people talking inside.

"...What is he? He dares to take our brother Liu's role. If you don't give him a lesson, he will treat our brother Liu as a bully."

"That's right, it's annoying to look at it all day and night..."

The door was open, and several people were sitting on the bed playing cards. They were Yu Liu's two assistants and manager.

Yu Liu sat on the sofa opposite them with a half-smile, and when he saw Xia Wei outside the door, his expression changed.After a while, another kind of smile was put on, and he came out and asked Xia Wei with concern: "Are you okay today?"

Xia Wei looked at him calmly, without speaking.

"I'm really sorry. It was my assistant's negligence. I took the wrong lunch box. I have deducted half a month's salary. I believe he will not do it again." Yu Liu said, "It doesn't matter, I have medicine in my room. Shall I bring you some?"

If one's own people hurt others, what's the use of deducting one's own wages? Is there any benefit to Xia Wei?

"Take care of your dog." Xia Wei was not polite, turned around and left after speaking.

"Fuck, what's his attitude, I..."

"Okay, just say a few words."

Before coming to the film crew, Xia Wei had often heard about the dirty side of this industry from Guan Qingxi, but he never expected that someone would be able to make the targeting so obvious.

It's been unseasonably hot these days, and the actors are all wearing thick winter clothes, almost suffering from heat stroke.Before work started in the afternoon, Yu Liu's assistant came over with a box of imported drinks and distributed them to the staff present one by one.

"Come on, cold one, to cool off the heat."

When it was Xia Wei's turn, he deliberately gave him an extra bottle, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Brother Xia, can you have a bottle?"

Xia Wei ignored it, and turned to watch Mo Sen give a speech to the middle-aged actors who were about to shoot.

"In a while, this ashtray will be thrown over like this. Don't throw it, but smash it. Pay attention to this detail."

The middle-aged actor weighed the thing in his hand: "It's a bit heavy, is it really smashing?"

The prop master on the side was packing up his things, he smiled when he saw this, and explained: "It's okay, this is a prop, the visual effect is exaggerated, but it doesn't hurt, it will disperse into powder when it hits someone's face."

The middle-aged actor nodded, glanced at Xia Wei, and said apologetically, "Let's try to do it once."

This scene is a small turning point in the play, because the boss is dissatisfied with Lin Mu played by Xia Wei, and the two have a conflict, which makes Yang Li feel distressed, and finally realizes his unusual thoughts on Lin Mu.

Xia Wei is no stranger to this scene. He was hit like this once in his previous life, but it may be precisely because of his experience that he really entered the show. When something hit him, he subconsciously dodged.

"Ka——" the director stopped, "Don't hide, get over it, the hit is sudden, you don't know that the other party is going to hit you, so don't be prepared."

Xia Wei pursed her lips and nodded.

This one can only be repeated. The middle-aged actor's acting skills are very good. He almost brought to life a domineering boss with a bad temper. He didn't save effort when he hit people.

In order to ensure the effect of the shot, Xia Wei followed what the director said, when the ashtray was thrown at him, he didn't move and stood upright.

With a heart-wrenching muffled sound, Xia Wei only felt a sharp pain on his forehead, and his whole body was shaken by the impact, and then his eyes became wet, and something warm flowed down his skin.

"My God, what's going on?!"

"Hurry up, call the doctor!" Someone from below exclaimed.

"Xia Wei, how are you?" Someone rushed up to support him

Xia Wei was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He clutched his forehead and couldn't speak, his eyes turned black. The thing that hit him on the forehead just now was not a prop at all, it was a real ashtray, and the props were dropped by someone. up.

Blood flowed all over his face in an instant, Xia Wei couldn't open his eyes, so he wiped away the blood around the eye sockets vigorously, squinted a slit, and saw Yu Liu standing not far away, looking at him sullenly.

That afternoon, Xia Wei was sent to the hospital. After the doctor's examination, he sewed more than a dozen stitches.This is not a small matter, Mo Sen suspended the filming, and called all the staff present at the time to interrogate one by one to investigate the cause of the incident.

The intern Jiang Yu stayed behind to accompany Xia Wei's stitches, and she frowned when she saw Xia Wei's wound.

"This is just right, there is no need to make fake wounds in the future." Xia Wei teased her.

"You're still joking, it doesn't hurt." Jiang Yu scowled.

"It hurts, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it," Xia Wei said with a smile, "Actually, I'm quite afraid of pain."

"Knowing that you are afraid of pain, why don't you find a substitute?" Jiang Yu blamed, "An actor's face is the most precious, and a little bit of blemish will cause great losses. Many celebrities even insure their faces. You are only 20 years old. This leaves a scar, what can I do in the future.”

Xia Wei smiled lightly, and gratefully accepted her kindness: "I don't intend to be an actor for the rest of my life, I just want to do well in this movie."

At the end of the day's meeting, Yang Yizun closed his eyes in the back seat and rested his mind. Su Jing drove the car and asked several questions before he came back to his senses: "What?"

"There is no meeting these two days, do you have any arrangements?" Su Jing glanced at the rearview mirror worriedly.

Yang Yizun's complexion was very bad: "When will the result come out?"

"Next Mon."

During this period of time, he had to deal with all kinds of people every day. Yang Yizun hardly had any rest, and because of the changing seasons, the temperature fluctuated from high to low, and he felt a little cold.He was always in good health, so he didn't worry about this minor illness. Unexpectedly, after staying up several nights, he accidentally developed a low-grade fever, and he was not energetic.

"Need to visit the people over there?"

Although the bidding this time is formal, there are many things that cannot be done due to the environment.As far as Sujing knew, several competitors did not make small moves underneath. They didn't do anything, but they seemed negligent.

After Yang Yizun listened, a trace of impatience flashed across his face, and he shook his head and said, "How is the crew doing?"

"It's generally going well," Su Jing carefully chose his words, "There is a small matter, Mr. Xia was injured a little, and a prop master was fired from the crew."

"is it serious?"

"It shouldn't be serious, I heard it didn't affect the progress."

"It's normal to get injured while filming." Yang Yizun responded indifferently.

Only then did Su Jing feel at ease. He was afraid that Yang Yizun would lose his temper again. Every time something about Xia Wei was involved, Yang Yizun's temper was a little unpredictable: "Today, someone from the film crew came to ask if there was any insurance in Mr. Xia's contract. , he was injured this time and left a scar on his forehead, which may involve compensation issues."

"Forehead?" Yang Yizun suddenly sat up straight.

Su Jing was taken aback: "Yes."

Yang Yizun frowned: "Go and see."

The two cities were not too far apart, but it was already midnight when they arrived.

It was hot, and Xia Wei couldn't wash his hair because of his wound. He was extremely anxious, leaning on the railing of the corridor to blow the air, and chewing a piece of shredded tobacco to relieve his boredom.

There was a dressing on his forehead. Because of the pain, he hadn't slept well in the past few days, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes.Fortunately, the last few scenes just needed such a state, and he didn't even need to wear makeup.

Yang Yizun originally planned to go directly to the set tomorrow morning, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got out of the car, he looked up and saw an idle patient standing by the railing.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and after a while, Yang Yizun went upstairs.

"Why are you here?"

"Come here and see the progress." Yang Yizun walked up to him and stood still. The weather was hot, and after only a few steps of the stairs, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Oh, the director should be asleep." Xia Wei quickly looked at Yang Yizun from the corner of his eye, "It's hot, I'll take you back to your room."

When the hotel was booked out, two suites were specially reserved for the reception of superiors. Xia Wei went to the front desk to get the room card, and went upstairs with Yang Yizun.The two walked one after the other, the corridor was dimly lit, and neither of them spoke first.

"501, this room." Xia Wei swiped open the door for him, put the room card into the slot, turned on the light, and then turned to let the way pass.

Yang Yizun stood at the door without moving, staring straight at his face.

"What's the matter?" Xia Wei was uncomfortably stared at, and decisively looked up and looked back, "Are you calling for supper?"

As soon as he finished asking, Yang Yizun raised his hand, as if to touch his wound.

Xia Wei immediately took a step back. He had to admit that he wasn't frightened, but that he was afraid of pain. He didn't dare to press down, let alone touch it when he was sleeping these days.

Yang Yizun's hand was hanging in the air, but he didn't take it away, just stared at it blankly, as if in a trance.

The atmosphere was full of depression, and Xia Wei was out of breath very quickly. After a long time, his eyes wandering around fell on Yang Yizun's hands, and his eyes changed: "Why are your hands shaking?"

Yang Yizun seemed to have just come to his senses, moved away from staring at him, and lowered his arms: "It's okay."

Seeing his lost appearance, Xia Wei suddenly felt soft-hearted, pinched his slightly trembling hand, put his thumb on the palm and pressed him lightly to relieve the pain.

Yang Yizun is a person who hates being touched by strangers. Xia Wei thought he would throw him away, but he didn't.He just stood up straight, Ren Xiawei kneaded on his palm.

This is not the first time Xia Wei saw the wound on Yang Yizun's hand. Even after such a long time, he was still shocked by the terrible scar. After thinking about it, he tentatively asked: "It...how did it happen?"

Yang Yizun opened his palm and glanced at the scar as if he were looking at a dead object: "The nerve is broken."

Xia Wei was taken aback suddenly, and clenched his fingers: "Are you unconscious?"

Yang Yizun shook his head.

"How could it be..." Xia Wei held up his palms in both hands in disbelief, and pressed several acupuncture points repeatedly, his eyes were full of shock, "This is...how did this happen, how could it be like this? How can you have such injuries at such a young age?"

Yang Yizun gently withdrew his hand: "To find someone."

Xia Wei's mind buzzed, and it was a mess for a moment. He knew that he had lost his composure.It's easy to show his flaws at this time. If it's smart, he should leave now and go back to his room.

However, things always backfired. At this moment, a certain emotion still prevailed in my heart, Xia Wei whispered: "Is that person more important than your hand?"

"He is more important than my life." Yang Yizun looked at him and said.