Set things right [Quick Transmigration]

In the small earthy room, there is only a simple table, chair, and bed. The oil lamp on the table is the only light source in the room. A handsome young man sits upright by the table and writes near the oil lamp. His hair is almost burning. up.He copied the handwriting on the copybook, writing each stroke carefully and carefully.A drop of ink accidentally dripped from the full tip of the pen, and the young man reached out to catch it, but he missed it and landed on the words he had just written. He felt distressed hanging in the air and touched the ink, as if he wanted to wipe it off.

The sound of "Du" was heard, the young man heard the sound and looked over, and another stone flew from the oil-paper window and hit him right there, the young man hurried over to open the window, at this moment, several stones had already thrown over.

The boy was about to start scolding. Whose child was so careless and smashed the window, but saw his friend jumping outside the yard and waving to him, smiling more enthusiastically than the May sun.He reluctantly went over to open the yard door: "Jing Ting, have you finished writing your big characters, sir will check tomorrow."

Bai Jingting walked into the room naturally and familiarly, waved the cloth bag with a set of tools on his hand, and said with a playful smile, "So I came here to ask you for help."

Bai Jingting's homework is top-notch in the school, and his handwriting is the best. The teacher also praised him for his strong character. Wherever he needs his help, it's just that his friends want to help him but are afraid of hurting his self-esteem. Every time he comes, he will leave some thing.

"Ah Zhan, my father punished me for copying books, you know I'm the most impatient with these things, how about you copying for me, ah Zhan you are the best." Bai Jingting took Zhuo Zhan's hand and acted like a baby.

Zhuo Zhan took the book, it was a collection of poems he mentioned a few days ago, a warm current flowed slowly in his heart...

"Cut." Director Guo called a timeout and called the little actor who played Bai Jingting over, which meant that he was quite satisfied with Xiao Yuyan's performance.

They are currently filming at the film and television base. The script started when they were young. Jiang Fengwan was a bit old and was not suitable for filming young people. He found a young actor, and Xiao Yuyan could barely pretend to be a teenager, so he acted in person.

Xiao Yuyan knew that they had doubts about his acting skills, so he didn't refuse this arrangement. Anyway, they all came, and there were not too many scenes left.He walked back and sat down to rest. Xiao Zhu handed over towels and water in due course.

Jiang Fengwan leaned over and said, "Young man, you have a good sense of acting." Generally, in the early stage of filming, there will be a transition period in order for actors to enter the state. The crew are all prepared to stay here for a few days. Just finished filming the scene of the boyhood.

"How dare I applaud in front of the great film king." Xiao Yuyan replied, the expression on his face was not at all modest.

Relying on Mark and Xiao Zhu's strong public relations ability, Xiao Yuyan's popularity in the crew is good. Jiang Fengwan and An Zijin have no airs, and they are both from Mingyu, so they have the best relationship with him.An Zijin didn't have anything to shoot here, so she went directly to the next location to wait for them.

"You boy, I became proud after I praised you, why is your face so pale, are you okay?"

"Isn't this scared by Director Guo?"

There is not much time for chatting, it is getting late, hurry up and shoot the remaining few clips, and you can directly change the scene tomorrow.In addition to childhood, Bai Jingting and Zhuo Zhan also had a scene where they returned to their hometown, and finally Zhuo Zhan walked alone on the road after his ruin.

This scene can be said to be the most difficult scene in the whole play, and it is also the scene with the strongest emotions. The difficulty is that this is Zhuo Zhan's silent monologue, and it is strong because it is Zhuo Zhan's inner monologue.

In the evening, Xiao Yuyan hid under the blanket and flipped through the script. Even if he had confidence in tomorrow's scene, he didn't have the confidence that he would be able to perform it well.Zhuo Zhan's mood was changing, but the expression on his face only changed slightly.What affects a person's emotional perception of others, is the change in the brow?The flicker of eyes?Or a light sip of the corner of the mouth?

Director Guo took Xiao Yuyan to a corner and explained to him the emotions in the play and the effect to be achieved in detail. Finally, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to put too much pressure on us. Our post-production team is very strong." The implication is that it doesn't matter if the performance is not good, we can edit it skillfully.

Director Guo has a good feeling for Xiao Yuyan. He has the background and strength, is serious and willing to endure hardships, and the general scenes are fine. It is true that the emotional difference between the two scenes today is too great. In the front, he is happy to return to his hometown, but in the end, he will sadly bid farewell to the world. ,High difficulty.

Xiao Yuyan nodded and walked towards the camera.

A dilapidated bullock cart got off an old man, about 60 years old, with gray hair neatly gathered on his head and pinned with a wooden hairpin.He was wearing a black robe, clean and tidy, and the uppers were brand new, not stained with mud.The old man can vaguely see the handsomeness of his youth, his back is straight, his eyes are clear and clear, unlike ordinary old people who are cloudy and have to keep their eyes open for a long time when looking at things.

He walked into the village, and the scene at the entrance of the village was the same as when he was a child, but a little different.The dirt road has become a gravel road, and the road is wider. Children can play freely on it without worrying about rolling home in mud.

The old man approached step by step, and the scenery in front of him gradually overlapped with his memory. That family was the old Liu's family at the entrance of the village, and the house was the largest. The daughter of the family married a big boss in the town and became richer; Niu's family, his family has two feet of meat, and you can get extra hair when you go there later; that house, that house is the Bai family... The best brother who used to be, is now a passerby...

In the past, there, there was his former home. It had not been lived in for several years, and it was already in ruins.

A child ran past in a hurry, bumped into him, apologized, and ran away in a hurry.

It was dusk, and the smoke from the kitchen was curling up. Perhaps it was the elders of the family urging them to go home, so that they could get together and discuss today's interesting things over dinner.

The young man left home, had been in the officialdom for decades, and returned alone, and the rural children did not know each other when they met.

The corners of the old man's mouth drooped, his eyes were still clear, and his trembling hands revealed his emotions.

As an official and the people, he can't protect all the people in the world. Without this kind of leisure, without this ability, all he can protect is a home, a small village.

His mother looked at him disappointed after knowing the truth; the students who entered the school with his sponsorship finally returned the money to him and left in humiliation; Bai Jingting publicly denounced his crimes in court.

They didn't understand him, didn't understand him.Do you regret it? No, at least the people I know have lived a good life. My mother passed away peacefully. The old people in the village will have their old age and children will be raised.

The village is not big, and you can walk from the beginning to the end of the village in a quarter of an hour.The old man's eyes became cloudy at some point, and he staggered, staggering and reaching forward.

"Ah Zhan, hurry up, we're going to be late." The boy jogged and ran ahead, urging his friends.

Isn't it because you slept late, the old man thought complainingly, following his footsteps in a happy mood...

"Liancheng!"

Director Guo's voice was stuck in his throat. It was almost a miracle to go through this scene. Just when he was about to stop, the figure in the camera fell straight down.The scene was in a hurry, and countless people swarmed forward.

Jiang Fengwan put his arms around him and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you!"

Xiao Yuyan's face was pale, and even the heavy makeup couldn't cover it up. Overwhelming exhaustion rushed towards him, and he didn't even have the strength to pull the corners of his mouth to smile: "Just sleep..." Then he fell into darkness.

Xiao Yuyan slept in the dark, the sea was dry and the rocks were rotten. He had never slept so comfortably. Every cell in his body had had enough rest and was beating vigorously. The breath of life was wandering in every breath.

He turned his head and was surprised to see He Zhizhou sitting by the window, with a book in his hand and concentrated on reading.

Why is He Zhizhou here?How am I in the hospital?

His throat was too dry after sleeping for too long, and he just opened his mouth to speak when he couldn't help coughing.He Zhizhou was startled by his movement, put down his book, and brought him a glass of water.Ring the bedside bell.

The doctor came in to check, only said that there was nothing serious, pay attention to rest, and went out again.

He Zhizhou pushed Xiao Yuyan's head back and pinched the quilt, intending to let him sleep again.Xiao Yuyan quickly pressed his hand and asked sincerely: "Hey, do you want me to sleep to death?"

He Zhizhou frowned, and firmly stuffed his hands back into the quilt.Xiao Yuyan instantly understood his intentions, and He Zhizhou was punishing him awkwardly, just like the last time he punished him with food.

"I was wrong, honey, I won't do this again next time, can you stop letting me lie down again, I really have had enough sleep." Xiao Yuyan looked at He Zhizhou pitifully.

He Zhizhou stopped moving, and asked with his arms crossed, "What's going on." Xiao Yuyan fainted on the set, and Xiao Zhu reported it to him immediately, and only left for three days. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make himself faint. Speaking of excessive fatigue, He Zhizhou believes that with Xiao Zhu's professionalism, he will not arrange a workload beyond He Zhizhou's tolerance, so it is definitely Xiao Yuyan himself who caused the trouble.

"Well, that's it..." Xiao Yuyan faltered, his eyes rolled around and he didn't want to tell the truth. Seeing He Zhizhou's face, he was discouraged and said, "Isn't this because the acting skills are not strong enough to make it together? This scene is a bit difficult for me. In order to achieve the best state, I didn't sleep all night, and the sleepiness can better reflect the decadence of the character."

"Only one night?"

"Uh, two nights, well, three nights, there is no more three nights." Xiao Yuyan succumbed to He Zhizhou's despotic power, and told the truth under his gaze.

He Zhizhou's face turned dark, and Xiao Yuyan only slept for two hours the night before he left, which meant that he worked hard for four days and nights without rest.He lowered his body, approaching Xiao Yuyan like a mountain, Xiao Yuyan shrank back involuntarily.

"I asked you to come out, not to humiliate myself," He Zhizhou squeezed his voice through his teeth, "Remember, your body is mine."

Xiao Yuyan couldn't help being moved when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him feel so tender inside and out. What's the matter with this strong domineering president style? Although you are the big boss, you have never been like this Speaker!

Xiao Yuyan buried himself in the quilt to prevent He Zhizhou from seeing the goosebumps all over his body. As if thinking of something, he poked his head out again: "How was my scene? Did Director Guo say anything?" This is self-dedication, and if it is not enough, it will be threatened with death.

"Guo Yan said it was very good." He Zhizhou had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Yuyan grinned, like a piglet stealing food: "Then what about them, won't I be hospitalized, and no one will come to see me?"

"Do you know how long you slept?"