After the top flow fans fell off the horse

"Xiaorang, Xiaorang, Xiaorang, Xiaorang!!! Wake up!!!"

The child's shrill voice filled the room.

Song Rang shrank into the quilt, trying to stop Song Ruan from urging him to wake up. He discussed with the other party vaguely: "Song Ruanruan, let me sleep for 5 minutes."

Song Ruan refused: "No, no, Song Ruanruan has already woken up, had breakfast and studied, Xiao Rang can't sleep in!"

But he thought he had just fallen asleep.

Stretched out a hand from under the quilt, spread five fingers: "Only 5 minutes."

Song Ruan on the opposite side of the video reluctantly agreed: "Okay, just 5 minutes."

While talking, Song Ruan said to the person across the table: "Dad, Xiao Rang said he will sleep for another 5 minutes!"

Song Qian didn't speak, and put a timer in front of Song Ruan, and the seconds ticked.

Ruan Yuwei put her phone beside Song Rang's pillow, went into the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste and put on hot water.

"Good morning, wake up." The magnetic male voice rang in Song Rang's ear, making him wake up immediately, and opened his eyes with a swish.

The timer in Song Ruan's hand just finished the last second, and the rapid bell rang.

Song Ruan pouted: "Oh, if I tell you to get up, Xu Shixi will get up if I ask you to."

The sentence just now was morning call recorded by Xu Shixi when he participated in a radio program a few years ago, and there is also a corresponding evening greeting, which is only [-] words in total, and the number of downloads is astonishing.

Song Rang got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. Ruan Yuwei ordered breakfast to be delivered to the room.

Song Rang glanced at the time. It was five o'clock and it was still dark outside. He said, "That's different."

In the video, Song Ruan gnawed on bread with jam and asked, "What's different?"

Song Rang spat out the foam in his mouth: "It's just different."

"Hmph!" The little girl turned her head to one side, "I'm so angry, I can't even drink the milk."

"Finish." Song Qian was unmoved, and knocked on the rim of the cup.

Song Rang came out of the bathroom, and Ruan Yuwei sat on the sofa, processing work documents without looking up, calling him over for breakfast.

"Sister, why don't you find me an assistant?" Song Rang opened the script and read it for 2 minutes, then said to Ruan Yuwei, "You have to take care of me and deal with the company's affairs..."

After Song Rang returned to China, Ruan Yuwei has been handling the work affairs. Before filming, he joined the crew for a short period of ten days and half a month. This time he has a heavy role in the film. The schedule of the crew is three or four months. In the case of smooth shooting.

In other words, if things go wrong, this time will be extended.

If this drama is the same as before, if Ruan Yuwei stays on the set, it will delay her a lot of work, not to mention taking care of both ends, and it will increase her burden on the contrary.

"Worried that I won't be able to take it?" Ruan Yuwei rubbed his head upon hearing this.

Song Rang nodded with a piece of bread in his mouth.

Ruan Yuwei pushed the milk towards him: "Your brother and I are both workaholics, you don't know that."

She likes to be filled with work, but she will feel very uncomfortable when she is free someday.

Song Rang agrees with this point, even Song Ruan seems to have inherited the inexhaustible energy of her elder brother and sister-in-law at work. The three-year-old has already gotten up to study at five o'clock. What time did she go to bed last night? Not tall?

"But it's really time to find an assistant for you." Ruan Yuwei said, "Some tasks have to be handled face to face, and someone has to take care of you when I'm not around."

"I can do it myself." Song Rang said.

Ruan Yuwei was noncommittal: "I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of it."

Filming of the first scene started at [-] o'clock today, and many staff members got up before [-] o'clock, preparing intensively.

The first thing Song Rang did when he came to the set was to put on makeup. The makeup artist was a little helpless with the makeup brush. Song Rang's face was perfect everywhere, with clear skin and no blemishes, black hair and black eyes, red lips and white teeth. totally ok.

The make-up teacher felt that he was useless, and Song Rang was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

Big problem, the makeup artist thought.

After walking around Song Rang again, the make-up artist finally found his usefulness, and had to cover up the dark circles under his eyes.

Song Rang and Su He are relatively close in age, their faces are full of collagen, with a sense of youth, and their facial features are exquisite with a sense of innocence, so there is no need for a makeup artist to worry about how to highlight this temperament.

When he changed into his school uniform and went out, everyone gasped.

Even Yi and Yu felt that the person standing in front of them seemed to be Su He himself.

The loose school uniform couldn't cover his superior body proportions at all, and he wore the sports pants abruptly into cropped pants, revealing his thin and beautiful ankles, which was exactly the same as the description of Su He in the book.

It's still the same face, but after changing clothes, it feels completely different.

"Xiao Rang, I was shocked. I could have predicted that you would become a hot search after our show aired." Yuan Maojia and his brother embraced Song Rang's shoulders, "There will be no Su He after Song Rang, why? So, is it dead?"

Song Rang is very self-aware: "The premise is that I can act well."

"It's okay?" Yi and Yu were not happy after hearing this, "If your request is only okay, I advise you to stop filming early."

Yuan Maojia also patted him on the shoulder twice: "Be confident, your performance in the future is already very good."

Song Rang smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Yi and Yu stared at the monitor expressionlessly: "Let's check the words first, and the shooting will start in 10 minutes."

At the director's order, everyone took their places.

After 10 minutes, the game record was played, and it was the first time in four games, Action!

In the noisy classroom environment, a group of male students were fighting and bumping into the last row of sleeping boys' desks in the classroom, knocking apart the piles of textbooks on the desks.

The male classmate picked up the book, smiled and apologized to Su He.

Su He took the book in a daze, said it was all right, and continued to lie down. Suddenly, he froze, raised his head from his arms, and looked around the classmates suspiciously and vigilantly.

Song Rang's gaze paused for a few seconds on the face of the male classmate who continued to play after picking up the book, and took him as the starting point to scan the other people who were with him one by one, and then pushed his gaze out.

His slightly pursed lips made him tense a little.

The scene was not over yet, Yi and Yu didn't call to stop, and the scene continued.

In the middle of the blackboard behind him, the countdown to the college entrance examination is written in red chalk—9 days.

This is not Su He's classroom. He just entered his sophomore year this year, so how could he be nine days away from the college entrance examination.

And for students who are about to take the college entrance examination, the atmosphere in this classroom is too loose, everyone gathers together in small groups, laughing and playing, and few people read books.

Su He got up, but stopped when he walked to the door of the classroom. He turned his head, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, but the corridor outside the door seemed to be so thick that it could not be melted away.

The male classmate who bumped into his desk patted him on the shoulder, as if he didn't notice the abnormality at all: "Su He, do you want to go out? Bring me a bottle of water!"

Song Rang smiled at him, grinned his white teeth, withdrew his hands and put them in his pockets, turned and returned to his seat: "Suddenly I don't want to go."

"Don't." The male classmate smiled and hooked his shoulders, "Every time you go to the canteen, the aunt will give you a discount, don't waste it."

Su He glanced at the name tag on the other's left chest, called his name, and asked casually, "What date is it today?"

"March 3!" the male student replied.

March NO.12, the rising sun outside the window is as bright as June, and there are still nine days before the college entrance examination.

And, there are dangers outside the classroom.

Su He remained calm, smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder: "Thanks, brother."

The boy regretted: "Are you really not going out?"

Song Rang lowered his eyelids, his thick black eyelashes covered all his emotions, and answered him, "I'm too lazy to go."

The scene was shot to the end, and Yi and Yu didn't stop midway.

"Xiao Rang." Yuan Maojia gave a thumbs up, "Great performance!"

Song Rang's eyes lit up, and he grinned almost immediately: "Really?"

After asking, he was afraid that extreme joy would turn into sadness, so he looked nervously at the director's position.

Yi and Yu huddled behind the monitor, raised their hands and waved in the air: "Song asked you to come here."

He pressed the play button and asked Song Rang to watch his performance.

Song Rang had never had this kind of experience.

After one scene he shot before, he would go to the next one, and the director would not ask him to watch it. He only followed the director to watch the original film on the monitor when shooting commercials, watching it frame by frame. It was the first time for my own performance.

Feeling weird, a little embarrassed, a little nervous and expectant, he subconsciously picked at the pulp of his index finger.

After the original film was played, Yi Heyu asked him, "What do you think?"

Song Rang opened his eyes slightly, and fanned his eyelashes twice like a small fan.

How does he feel?

He felt so good!

"I think it's better than anything I've done before," he said.

Of course, half of his ability to perform this part of the play is due to Yi and Yu. Last night, Yi and Yu gave him a special talk about this part of the play. In addition, there are few lines in this part of the play, so it is easier to memorize. , after trying to figure out the character's psychology, the acting has a silky feeling, that is, whatever reactions he will do later are all made out of it.

Song Rang was very happy as far as the naked eye could see, and he flattered Yi and Yu: "It's all because Director Yi taught me well! Thank you director for not giving up on me!"

Not only Yuan Maojia, but also several people around him laughed.

Yi and Yu have been flattered quite a few times, and Song Rang is the first one to be so fresh and refined, naturally unaffected and sincere.

In the picture, Su He was half asleep with his eyes closed, making it hard to see what he was thinking. The sun fell on his face, and even the hair on his face was dyed golden.

Yi and Yu tapped the screen: "What are you thinking so far?"

"I didn't think about anything." Song Rang said honestly, "Brother Yuan told me to be myself when I didn't know how to play Su He. At that time, I felt that if it was me, I should first observe carefully. Get off the students around you."

Yi Heyu said: "Coincidentally, Su He also thought the same way."

Song Rang couldn't control the corner of his mouth that rose.

"Go and prepare for the next scene." Yi and Yu waved their hands, "This is just one scene out of hundreds of scenes. This scene is well acted, but it doesn't mean that every scene can be shot like this."

"I see!" Song Rang said positively, "Thank you director for the compliment!"

He is like a child who got a little red flower in kindergarten, handing it to his parents like a treasure, waiting for praise: "Sister, have you seen it? I've played this scene once! The director even praised me!"

"..." Yi Heyu asked, "Did I praise him?"

Yuan Maojia nodded: "You said he acted well in this scene."