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During the filming of the "Cold War" scene, Ling Jiale was very silent every time after the scene, relying on Shen Ge and Xiao Li to tease and talk at the side before she was willing to speak gradually.

Today was abnormal, on the way back to the dormitory, Ling Jiale took the initiative to ask Shen Ge: "What did you say to the director just now?" He felt that something was wrong.

Shen Ge was still immersed in the joy of counterattack, trying his best to restrain himself, trying not to show a smug expression on his face.

It's just how can the young people's competitiveness be restrained?The boxer who had been suppressed by his opponent finally found a chance to fight back. Excited and eager to find someone to confide in, it also meant to ask for credit, "Ja Le, you lost the bet, Wang Xu is Jiang Lu."

Ling Jiale was a little surprised. He thought about it, but he still didn't believe it, "Jiang Lu doesn't smoke, and Jiang Lu studied art. Didn't our director study literature before? You told me that we learned screenwriting later. Well. In fact, after I finished filming, I felt that maybe this is not the director’s own story at all, or even his friend’s, but a story he made up..."

The more he filmed, the more he wished that this story hadn't really happened; especially after the disagreement with Jiang Lu, the more he couldn't bear to watch their fate slip to such an ending.

Because it was outside, Shen Ge just smiled and squeezed his shoulder, "Fool! He changed it on purpose just not to let others see it!"

Back in his room, Shen Ge took Ling Jiale's hand and counted Wang Xu's cunning:

"He changed a lot of places... He was originally from Beijing, and Zhang Song's family must be near Beijing, but he deliberately moved the filming location to Jiangnan, lest people would see it. He moved the story to a small southern city, but in fact, everywhere It’s a flaw. It was not easy to find a western restaurant that could eat red cabbage soup in small cities at that time; Zhang Song started smoking Marlboro, and the store that sold cigarettes was called Yunnan store. I checked specifically, and only Beijing had a Yunnan store before. , you can buy foreign cigarettes; moreover, if Zhang Song really makes a living by taking pictures of tourists, besides Beijing, where else can there be so many tourists and make him earn so much money; and..."

Ling Jiale was dumbfounded, "When did you think about this..."

Shen Ge thought he was praising himself, and couldn't help but feel even more proud: "Also, do you still remember the scene where he put us in a room with the camera and let us play freely? At that time, I gave a book to You read——I was holding the copy of "Nie Zi" at the time, and then he said on the prompt board: "Change a copy". After reading a few sentences, he will not be happy."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, "Ja Le, I think he is afraid of that book! We know what happened later, Zhang Song became a complete villain for him, but he—"

Ling Jiale didn't speak all the time, nor did he show surprise or curiosity. Instead, as Shen Ge talked more and more, he appeared more preoccupied.

Shen Ge couldn't help but stop talking, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Ling Jiale's face was full of sadness: "The director...is he really Jiang Lu? He really experienced these things himself?"

"Hmm...x nine is not far from ten."

Ling Jiale raised her hand to cover her heart, hesitated to speak, and was urged several times by Shen Ge before saying: "Shen Ge, the director doesn't like that book, why do you still show it to him?"

Shen Ge held back his smile slightly, "I don't like him."

Ling Jiale immediately frowned upon hearing this, and bit her lip worriedly.

Shen Ge quickly defended himself: "I think he usually goes too far on the set, just for the sake of filming...I let him have a taste of that..."

He hesitated to speak a few times, and kept Ling Jiale's knowledge of many confrontations with Wang Xu. Ling Jiale couldn't let Ling Jiale know about many things, which made it very difficult for him to defend: "...sometimes he talks too much. You're welcome, swearing at people, and the cruise ship scene, do you remember?..."

He eagerly and laboriously detailed Wang Xu's crimes, while Ling Jiale kept grinding his lips with his teeth.

"You don't agree?" Shen Ge finally stopped talking and asked.

Ling Jiale lowered his eyes and said softly: "Shen Ge, if the director is really Jiang Lu, then he is very pitiful."

"Poor people must have something to hate!"

Ling Jiale felt very uncomfortable, such an aggressive Shen Ge made him feel very strange, "Don't say that..."

Shen Ge stood up resentfully: "Why can't you say that? Isn't that the case? He's pitiful and it's not our fault. Why does he treat us so badly?"

Shen Ge looked at Ling Jiale's disapproving eyes, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became: "You can beat and scold if you want to, can you ignore the health of actors when you are filming? Can you disrespect people when you are a director? I think Wang Xu's Domineering is what the crew is used to, the less people resist him, the more unscrupulous he is! Why did people always bully you in the past? You are so easy to bully that you let them kick your nose in the face!"

Ling Jiale pursed her lips tightly.

The more thoughts he had in his head, the more chaotic his heart became, and the more he couldn't speak, especially Shen Ge's appearance at this time made him silent and resisted, expressing silently: "Stop talking!"

It's completely different from what I expected.

Shen Ge anxiously paced a few steps in the same place, remembering that he had argued with Wang Xu several times in private because of Ling Jiale, and even started fighting.He thought of the truths he had seen through, Ling Jiale couldn't see through, and he couldn't tell him, because he couldn't bear it, because he couldn't be destroyed in the state of being in the play!

The more Shen Ge thought about it, the more resentful he became, and even a little bit wronged. Who was he protecting with all his heart and all his heart?Who is he thinking about and venting his anger on, how could Ling Jiale not understand?

He turned around abruptly, and saw Ling Jiale's wide open eyes filled with melancholy and caution, typical "Jianglu style" silence and timidity.

Shen Ge's heart felt like he had been shot, and he felt fear in the instant of heat and pain: What was he doing just now?Was he possessed by Zhang Song and lost his temper at Ling Jiale?Isn't this taking advantage of Ling Jiale being influenced by Jiang Lu's humility and taking the opportunity to bully others!

He hurriedly walked back to Ling Jiale, and took his hands carefully.

He held both hands of Ling Jiale, and immediately showed gratitude and gratitude.

Shen Ge grinned slightly, touched his face regretfully and affectionately, and said with a wry smile, "Why aren't you angry?"

Ling Jiale just looked at him and smiled lightly, her eyes were melancholy and affectionate, with an unparalleled beauty of forbearance.

Shen Ge also looked at him sadly and affectionately.It can no longer be denied that no matter how much he resists Ling Jiale's transformation into Jiang Lu, he has always been moved by the "Jiang Lu-style" sadness on Ling Jiale's face.

He said that he couldn't tell the difference between the inside and the outside of Ling Jiale's play, so why isn't he the same?

Shen Ge gave up continuing the discussion on the matter of Wang Xu.

Maybe he can finally convince Ling Jiale, but he doesn't intend to make Ling Jiale worry about more things.

Ling Jia was happy to see that he was no longer angry, and finally said: "Neither of us knew how to act before, you are smarter and more talented than me, but if he hadn't selected you, you wouldn't have been able to enter the industry, right? Not to mention, I haven't gotten the hang of filming for several years. If it weren't for Director Wang, let alone acting, I might not be able to tell the difference between a good movie and a bad movie for the rest of my life... Actually, we should thank him. He is indeed better than the average The director has a big temper, and his pursuit is a bit more extreme, but..."

He looked at Shen Ge pleadingly, "Chen Ge, the movie is almost finished anyway, and he doesn't get angry so often now, let's bear with it... Especially if you said he is Jiang Lu, then he will shoot this He suffers more than us for a play... Let's just bear with it and don't argue with him, okay?"

Shen Ge had no way to refuse Ling Jiale's request face to face, so he nodded.

Ling Jiale turned his head and looked out the window, his brows were full of worry, "Shen Ge, I play Jiang Lu, I know...you must stop irritating him with his sad things, I'm really afraid that he will collapse... people You shouldn't have to suffer so much."

However, Ling Jiale's persuasion was still a bit late.

After Wang Xu waited for everyone to leave, he stood alone in the small room with one bedroom and one living room, looking around at the mess all over the place.

During the initial preparation of the film, in order to choose his favorite filming location, he rummaged through countless photos on the Internet. When he saw the one he liked, he went to check it out in person, and traveled to many places.

At that time, Producer Liang thought he was wasting his time, saying that he could write more scripts, shoot more movies, and catch up with the New Year’s Eve. The money he earned was enough to set up as many studios and use as many post-production special effects Yes, but he said "make money to buy medicine" and go back.

He traveled all over the world, and finally found such an old technical school, renovated it in a hurry, spent time and money like water, and finally transformed it into what it is today.

At that time, he was determined to shoot on location, and he insisted on going his own way despite the objection and financial pressure of producer Liang, but now he regretted it.

Every piece of furniture, every home appliance, even every teacup and every bowl in this one-bedroom, one-living room was determined one by one by him with old photos and the person in charge of the props. , The pattern of the bed sheet, the printing of the bowl edge, every detail must be the same as in the photo, and it must be the same as in the memory.

The person in charge of the props group also asked him where he found so many old photos. In the past, the cost of taking pictures was so high, and it was difficult to find photos that only took pictures of objects and no people. Having such a reference really saved a lot of trouble.

He said at the time: "A friend took pictures."

His "friend" prefers to photograph people rather than objects.How many photos did he take of Wang Xu in this room, those who read books, those who slept, those who listened to music, those who drew... There were also photos of the two of them together. He set the time for the camera, and then ran to Wang Xu, Holding his shoulders, the two looked at the camera together...

They never say "eggplant" when they take pictures. He said that fake smiles are so rustic when photographed. They don't use that rustic method. They just hug each other, face to face, or mouth to mouth, and the smile will come naturally. up.

Looking back on the past, his life has only been happy for two years.

And these two years have been spent in these two houses.

Now even this fake is destroyed.

Wang Xu regretted that he built such a "home" with his own hands.He watched as their home was destroyed twice.

He was still holding the book in his hand, he pushed the book back into Shen Ge's arms, and Shen Ge stuffed it back into his hand.

He flipped a page casually, and the voice came back: "...We talked about everything when we met, but everyone didn't mention their own backgrounds, and even if they did, they concealed more than half of them..."

Wang Xu felt that this was simply destined, he was destined to feel ashamed in his heart, and he would not be able to get relief, otherwise why did that kid Shen Ge catch this book at a glance on a shelf of books?

These people cannot be mentioned under the sun, they can only act independently in the dark corners.Looking back, I can't see the experience of my predecessors, and I can't see my future in the future. The two of them are heterogeneous among heterogeneous. They are not even satisfied with the status quo in their own small circle, and they want to go their own way. , can only find the answer from the book, he read to him, and he also read to him.

"'...'Everyone has an unspeakable pain that cannot be said.'...Xiao Xu, you went home secretly to see it, didn't you?...I'll be with you if you feel homesick in the future. Alone, poor..." What was the reason for that day?He suddenly appeared in a good mood, as if it was because the restaurant was renovated, or because he made money from doing business with people?Wang Xu can't remember clearly, he seems to have never figured it out, his memory of that time has always been vague and upside down... In short, that man is willing to study for himself again, he smiled lowly, it's really rare, He is willing to smile at him again... His smile is always low and deep, even if it doesn't mean that, it always seems a little unscrupulous, looks bad, and makes people want to cry, "We are all Nie Zi, Xiao Xu, you can only stay with me, and I will accompany you." He suddenly became serious again, and looked at him deeply: "The two of us are also considered a family. We have a family, not without a family. There are places to go."

It turned out that even at that time, he was still so kind to himself.

With a choked sound from Wang Xu's throat, he slammed the book on the table, tremblingly took out a cigarette case from his pocket, it wasn't the one he usually smoked - he was just like other directors on the set , I like to wear the vest with a lot of pockets. This pack of cigarettes has been in the pocket for a long time, and it has been transferred from this vest to another vest, and it has not been opened for a long time.

He lit a cigarette impatiently, the pack of cigarettes had been left for too long, the cigarettes were a little damp, and it took a lot of effort to light it.

He hastily took a big breath. One of the benefits of not taking a breath for a long time is that the drug resistance has decreased. It was almost the first breath into the lungs, and the refreshing and relaxing feeling came.

He shuffled to the edge of the bed and lay down directly, not afraid that the ash would fall on the bed.

While he was smoking a cigarette, he judged himself calmly - he probably wouldn't be able to finish the filming of this movie properly.