After wearing a sick and weak white moonlight, I collapse every day

Several times of contact between Yu Xi and Chang Che broke up unhappy, especially this time.

Chang Che probably finally understood that the person standing in front of him not only wouldn't let him be manipulated, he might not even listen to a word he said. He thought the other party was a pure newcomer who was transparent and deceitful. It is an iron wall.

Yu Xi's back was thin but straight, as if no matter how hard he could break that spine, in the eyes of others, it was an almost stubborn posture.

"Okay, okay, I underestimated you this time." Chang Che laughed back in anger.

But even if he passes the audition, he doesn't think it's a good result. After all, decades of experience have allowed him to see people with ease. A crying scene is so embarrassing that it can be regarded as black history, no matter how enlightened it is, it is impossible to make rapid progress in acting skills in a short period of time. Once the character design cannot cover up his flaws, it will be a farce.

He didn't know what method Yu Xi used to get away with it, but he could be sure that Yu Xi would definitely show his timidity on the set after the filming officially started.

"Since the wings are hard, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Chang Che smoked another cigarette, touched the lighter and lit it, "Don't expect the company to take care of you if you have an accident in the future. The public relations department is very busy. Do you think What do you count yourself as?"

Yu Xi knew very well that Chang Che was planning to hide him, but it was also in line with his wishes.

"Okay." Yu Xi still just nodded, then turned and left.

Chang Che bit the butt of the cigarette hard, the cold taste of nicotine rushed straight to the sky, he always had a bad feeling.

After leaving the company, Yu Xi went to sign the contract at the place the casting director said.

This kind of thing should have been coordinated in many ways, and the manager was responsible, but this situation is unlikely now.At the same time, it also means that during the follow-up filming, the company may not care about him anymore, and if there is a problem, he will bear all the responsibilities.

On the contrary, this made Yu Xi feel relaxed, and it was rare to be able to take a breath. No one would hold a thick folder and list countless announcement arrangements, making him stay up from dawn until two or three in the middle of the night. point.

For a long time, he didn't sleep at night, more like passing out as soon as he fell on the bed.

The signing process of the contract went smoothly, and the official start will be ten days later, but next Monday, I need to participate in the script reading before the filming starts.

Yu Xi wanted to move out of Yu's house before joining the group, and went back to pack his things in the afternoon, but found that he actually had nothing to take with him.

The room is basically the belongings of the original owner. He locked all the important and private items in the safe, in case someone might touch them when he was away. The rest only took two pieces of clothes for a change of clothes, and The set of hardcover "Film Art" and several performance-related professional books he bought these days.

I found a suitcase and put my things in it, only to find that it wasn't even half full.

When he folded the clothes, Xueqiu wagged its tail and twirled around under his feet, watching Yuxi pull out a box and open it, and jumped in and nested in the empty half, but Samoyed is not a kitten after all , when you jump in, the box will lose weight and sink towards it.

Yu Xi knelt down and patted its head, "You are self-conscious."

Xueqiu tilted her head and rubbed against his palm, Yu Xi stretched out her hand to hug it, buried her face in its pure white soft fur and sucked it, which still had the residual warmth of the sun.

Apart from living in a nursing home for so many years, Yu Xi has never left home. He said that he would go out and live temporarily for a few days. Not only did Lin Baiyi disagree, but even Aunt Liu couldn't help persuading him.

"Why do you want to move out suddenly? You can't even eat well outside." Aunt Liu is very thoughtful and has been in Yu's house for many years. Although she dare not say many things, she knows very well why Yu Xi left, She probably also guessed that she thought it would be good for him to leave, but she was also reluctant to let him go out to live by himself.

"In case you feel unwell, there is no one around to take care of you," Lin Baiyi was worried. "Even if there is an elevator, it would be inconvenient to get out in a wheelchair by yourself. How do you usually go out? Xiao Xi..."

Yu Xi interrupted her, his eyes were as calm as water, "Aren't I standing properly now? I don't need that kind of thing."

Lin Baiyi rubbed the jade bracelet on her wrist anxiously. If Yu Xi really wanted to leave, after being found out by Yu's family, she would be the first to blame her. I'm afraid she would have to suspect what she had done before she could leave. Let Yu Xi leave.

"Brother," Yu Yan who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly said, his tone was still warm, and he pulled Yu Xi's hand on the side of the sofa flatteringly, "If you go out to live, you can tell me your address, I often visit you .”

Yu Xi thought it was unnecessary, he still wanted to live a few more days.

But the time for handing over the keys with the landlord was approaching, so he didn't say anything, and got up to go out.

After Yu Xi left, Aunt Liu was going back to the kitchen to prepare dinner. At least Yu Xi would stay at home tonight, and she wanted to cook more delicious food.

Lin Baiyi turned around and called her to stop, "Aunt Liu, braised squirrel mandarin fish tonight, Xiao Xi likes it."

"Okay, ma'am." Aunt Liu agreed.

Yu Yan restrained all his emotions, sat on the sofa and read this week's work report with a tablet.

He is still in his junior year this year, but Yu's father has already asked him to take over some of the company's business, and he is usually very busy.

Lin Baiyi frowned and looked at him. Seeing that there was no one around, she reprimanded in a low voice, "What are you thinking? Do you think your grandpa will let him move out? How will I follow your father when he comes back from abroad?" He explained?"

Yu Yan didn't answer her question, but smiled obediently, showing a pair of dimples on his cheeks, "Mom, do you know what I like to eat?"

"When is this and you still ask such silly things?" Lin Baiyi always felt that she couldn't understand her son, "What's the use of me raising you?"

"Maybe it's really useless." Lin Baiyi said in a low voice after stepping on high heels upstairs.

The house that Yu Xi rented was in a high-end residential area with good privacy near the city center. It happened that with this salary, he still had enough money left over for his daily needs in the past few months.

There are two households on each floor, and he can't tell the difference between the south, the south, and the north. He only remembers that the last time he visited the house was the one on the left after going up the stairs.

The furniture inside is complete, and the decoration is simple and warm. Although the area is not very large, it is more than enough to live alone. Yu Xi wants to take Xueqiu along with him, but he probably won't be able to do it recently, because he may be very busy.

After getting the key, Yu Xi went out with the suitcase early the next morning, and hailed a car to leave the Yu family's old house.

Before leaving, Xueqiu might have sensed something, and kept holding on to his trouser leg, whining, and Yu Xi almost couldn't resist taking it along, and finally asked Aunt Liu to hold him by the rope.

During the few days when he was alone at home, he went through the complete script he had obtained from beginning to end several times, flipped through the original work, and the outer chapters written by the original author for the character Fu Huai before, and wrote a biography of the character himself, five or six I remember that the blank page was very full, and it was sandwiched between the title page of the script.

The director of "Green Cliff" Zhang Feiran, his father Zhang Zhuo is an earlier generation of independent filmmakers, and is also well-known internationally. But it took a whole day to watch several films directed by Zhang Feiran.

Soon it was the day of the script reading, and the address Yu Xi received was in a hotel. After he went there, he found the flowing water and the antique courtyard. The waiter took him to the meeting room that was open for appointment.

Not all actors of the crew will be present at the script reading, usually only the main creators and some of the more important roles will come.And it also depends on the director's own style. Some directors may like to read multiple rounds during filming, while others prefer to sort out all the plot and logic and important scenes with actors before filming.

When Yu Xi entered, there were only a few people in the conference room. Director Zhang let them sit freely after they arrived. After all, the seats in the conference room were also very scattered. They were all pure wooden tables and chairs shaped like tree roots. Put them next to each other, but there is no primary or secondary position.

Yu Xi was planning to find a place in the corner when he heard someone calling his name in a breathless voice behind him.

"Come and sit here." Lu Zhan patted the table on his left.

Yu Xi walked over and sat down, "The director and the others haven't come yet?"

"No," Lu Zhan said, "I knew it was impossible to be on time. The manager insisted on urging me to get up early."

"It's hard work." Yu Xi smiled lightly, put the script on the table, then took out a pen, and wrote something intently on the cover.

Lu Zhan didn't even look at what he was writing, and asked, "Why are you not surprised to see me at all?"

"What's the accident?" Yu Xi asked him back.

Lu Zhan couldn't hold back his words, Yu Xi didn't ask, he just said it himself, "Or did you know that I was appointed by default?"

Yu Xi really didn't know, and he wasn't completely surprised, but he didn't have any emotions written on his face like Lu Zhan.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Lu Zhan didn't ask any more questions. In the past few years, Yu Xi has not changed much in this respect. He is deserted, but it seems to be different from before. It's been a long time since I saw him, so it's hard for him to say.

The conversation outside the meeting room suddenly became a little noisy, Lu Zhan went out to join in the fun, and Yu Xi closed his pen cap, planning to go to the bathroom.

Across the promenade with mottled shadows, he saw Director Zhang and Fu Younian standing by the goldfish pond not far ahead, so he avoided that road.

Zhang Feiran and Fu Younian are actually about the same age, they have known each other for several years, they are considered friends.

"Thank you for coming to support me this time, otherwise I don't know that the casting must be in the year of the monkey." Zhang Feiran complained to him, raising his hand to block the wind beside him to give him an excuse.

"There is always someone who can act." Fu Younian perfunctory, he is dressed very casually today, with a silver-gray shirt with a slightly open collar, suit pants wrapping his two long legs, wearing a silver watch, casual and casual, with a cigarette butt in his mouth Leaning against the railing of the goldfish pond, the manager Li Yao saw his idle appearance, and he was afraid he would nag again.

"How can it be the same?" Zhang Feiran patted him on the shoulder, "The best actor in Cannes can't be easily compared to others."

"Pull it down." Seeing that he was deliberately making fun of himself, Fu Younian was too lazy to talk to him.

Zhang Feiran also restrained his playful attitude, and said: "Okay, let's go, let's go in and read around first, and I will treat you to dinner at noon."

Fu Younian followed Zhang Feiran into the meeting room, saw that there was still a seat by the window on the right, so he went directly to sit down.

To the left of him is the aisle, and there seems to be someone on the right, but they are not there.

He lowered his head and glanced casually. There was a script on the table next to him. The page was curled and slightly wrinkled. It was obvious that he had read it many times. On the plain white cover of the script, a line was drawn with a blue ballpoint pen in the lower right corner. Childish little fish.