The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

The content of today's filming is also a personal scene.

Ji Qi, who fled from a southern town to the north, saw the snow for the first time. After cleaning the backyard and sweeping the snow into piles under the orders of his boss, he suddenly turned around and fell into the snow.

The shooting process of plowing the snow was very smooth, and it took two or three times, but the shot of falling into the snow was not right.

【Ji Qi puts down his broom and squats down beside the snowdrift. He looks intently for a while, then carefully stretches out two fingers.

The camera zoomed to a close-up, Ji Qi's eyelashes fluttered, his expression hesitant and curious.

His fingertips sank into the snowdrift, leaving two abrupt marks in the fluffy snow grains.

Ji Qi looked at the imprint, and then at the remaining coldness of his fingertips. He picked up the broom and got up, patted his knees, as if he was planning to go back to the house.

After taking half a step, Ji Qi paused.

He turned around to look at the snowdrift, dropped the broom suddenly, walked back to the snowdrift, turned his back, and fell into the snow in a relaxed posture. 】

"Crack!" Assistant Director Liu shouted, "I'm not in the right mood."

Yang Yan got up from the snowdrift, one crew member went up to pat off the snow particles on his body, another helped him arrange his hair, and the rest took brooms to restore the snow pit to its freshly swept appearance.

"It still doesn't work." Assistant Director Liu walked over, "From the time I turned around, I was in a bad state. My muscles were too tense, and my expression was not quite right. I didn't catch the 'feeling'."

The staff in the logistics team were still working hard to clear the snow, and they whispered.

"I think the performance is pretty good, so strict."

"This scene is more important, it's normal to be strict, otherwise it won't be filmed seven or eight times."

"Strictness is a good thing, but even snow removal is too troublesome. It takes at least 10 minutes to restore it without any traces. It's a waste of time..."

"There's no way around that. To win an award, you must pay attention to the details..."

Assistant director Liu was holding the walkie-talkie, hesitating, this scene was delayed for too long, and it had already taken up the shooting time of other plots in the plan.

Although slow work produces meticulous work, it is not a problem to be so exhausted.

Like last time, let Yang Yan practice by himself?

Assistant Director Liu shook his head.

This is not a feeling that can be figured out by oneself, and someone who knows how to do it needs to look at it and give a few words.

A man of knowledge...

Director Liu suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Siji.

Lin Siji came over after receiving the look asking for help.

He leaned over and put his elbow on the assistant director's shoulder: "I'll watch, you guys shoot something else first?".

The assistant director pondered for a moment and thought it was a solution.

"Okay, please trouble Director Lin."

"fine."

Lin Siji straightened up, and smiled at Yang Yan who was watching the situation here.

"Xiao Yang, you have been freed by Director Liu, come here."

Yang Yan's lips moved, he was quite critical of Lin Siji's behavior of changing his name at will.

But he didn't make a sound in the end, he only raised his foot to lean against Lin Siji.

"Bring a broom." Lin Siji said.

Yang Yan's footsteps stopped, he turned around obediently, and picked up the wooden broom.

Lin Siji laughed again, made a follow-up gesture, turned and left.

Yang Yan followed behind him.

Lin Siji brought Yang Yan to the open space outside the crew.

Wu Zai originally wanted to watch, but was dismissed by Lin Siji.

"You'll be nervous around him, it's not easy to get into the mood." Lin Siji said gently.

can you?

Wu Zai scratched his head in doubt and walked away, leaving only Lin Siji and Yang Yan in the open space.

"Actually, I'm also nervous when you are around." Lin Siji turned around and asked.

"will not."

"Really?"

"..."

Seeing his tangled expression, Lin Siji smiled knowingly: "It's right to be nervous, Ji Qi is also nervous."

Yang Yan raised his head and asked, "How do you know?"

Lin Siji took it for granted: "Of course I know. The character I wrote, if I say he is nervous, can he not be nervous?"

Yang Yan: "..."

Lin Siji waved his hand: "Just kidding."

He stepped on the dirty snow on the ground, looked at Yang Yan and asked, "Why did Ji Qi come from the south to the north?"

Yang Yan said: "Killed someone and escaped from pursuit."

"That's right." Lin Siji clapped his hands lightly, "A suspect who went into exile because of a crime had to go to hide in a small town where information is not circulated. Every day when he passed the bulletin board, he had to pay attention to whether there was a wanted warrant, and he always passed by others. Used to bowing his head, afraid of being noticed... Ji Qi was very careful, and his nerves were tense all the time... The moment he fell to the snow, he didn't really relax, but forced himself to relax, like a person who was about to drown Having to poke your head out and breathe hard to survive... have you ever felt that? Feeling like you're being pulled by your emotions and you're almost suffocating."

"……Have."

Lin Siji stretched out his fingers and lowered his head, "Recall the emotions at that time, and then try to break free...act in this state."

"Give me the broom." Lin Siji took the broom from Yang Yan's hand, "Think slowly."

He dragged the broom away.

Yang Yan lowered her eyes, pulling similar emotional experiences from her memories according to her words.

A distant winter night appeared in my mind, the temperature was very low, much lower than it is now.

I was walking on a long road, the flower beds on both sides of the road were covered with snow, and the road was also covered with snow.

At the end of the road stood a young man in a black coat with a calm and indifferent expression.

He had something to say, something he really didn't want to hear.

The cold of the winter night crawled up his ankles, Yang Yan wanted to turn around and leave the road before he could speak, but it was already too late.

The young man had seen him, and the impersonal gaze formed a cage, trapping him in it.

The feeling of suffocation floated up from his heart, Yang Yan's eyelids twitched twice and opened.

Lin Siji just came back, dragged the broom and stood back in front of Yang Yan.

Yang Yan raised his eyes and looked at him, with strong emotions in his eyes.

"Did you feel it?" Lin Siji said, "In Ji Qi's heart, the action of falling into the snowdrift is more like a relief, a way to escape from a tense state for a short time, it's..."

"It's a respite from the heavy pressure." Yang Yan answered in a low voice.

Lin Siji raised his eyebrows and agreed: "Yes."

He got out of the way, and a thin layer of snow on the clearing was swept into a snowdrift almost big enough for one person to fall over.

"Try it." Lin Siji said as he handed out the broom.

Yang Yan took it, took two steps forward, and squatted down.

Put the broom on the ground, reach out to poke the snow...

Get up, take half a step, turn around...

Yang Yan watched as Lin Siji fell not far away.

Generally speaking, it is easy for actors to play due to the interference of off-site factors, but not this time.

The weightlessness of leaning back dragged Yang Yan down, and Yang Yan supported his body so that it would not bend spontaneously, but fell straight to the snow like a piece of iron.

Lin Siji looked away, and for a moment, Yang Yan had the illusion that he was not falling into the snowdrift, but plunged into Ji Qi's soul.

He felt that Ji Qi's body had been stuck in the snowdrift, and the process of falling down was like completing a return of his soul.

The bloody knife, the dangling long-distance bus, the nausea of ​​choking and motion sickness, the empty bulletin board...

The thinly dressed boy was slowly clearing the snow in the narrow yard.

Yang Yan fell heavily on the snowdrift, his body and pain subtly coincided with Ji Qi's.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky, and the clear sky brought cold air into his eyes.

The snow particles are melted by the body temperature, and the snow water penetrates into the trouser legs, assimilating the skin into a cold temperature.

Yang Yan blinked, and the warm liquid spread.

Yang Yan was lying in the snowy field, and suddenly realized that he was in a state of embarrassment, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Footsteps approached.

"Why are you lying still in the snow?" Lin Siji's voice came, it was much warmer than fingers and cooler than tears, "Get up, go back to the set to rest when you're tired, don't lie here still."

Yang Yan wiped tears twice, and didn't speak or move.

He heard Lin Siji sigh.

In the next second, his wrist was held, and the temperature of the palm grasping the wrist bone was so hot that he hadn't seen it for a long time.

With unquestionable strength, Lin Siji pulled Yang Yan out of the snowdrift.

Yang Yan stood up straight, avoiding Lin Siji's sight, and lowered his head to pat the snow off his body.

A tissue appeared in sight.

"Thank you..." Yang Yan took it and whispered.

He wanted to use a paper towel to absorb the half-melted snow on his trousers, but when the paper towel just touched the fabric, he heard Lin Siji sigh again.

"Is this for wiping your face?" Lin Siji asked helplessly.

"Huh?" Yang Yan straightened up, looked at him in bewilderment, and then at the tissue.

The surface of the paper towel was stained with dirty snow from the trouser legs, and it was gray and black. It must not be wiped on the face anymore.

"Can I have another slice?" Yang Yan asked in a low voice.

Lin Siji shook the empty tissue bag in his hand, the plastic clattered.

"That was the last piece just now." Lin Siji concluded.

"Oh..." Yang Yan said.

The two fell into silence, Yang Yan clutched a tissue in one hand, and continued to pat the remaining snowflakes on his body helplessly with the other hand.

Lin Siji sighed again: "Do you want me to go back to the set to get a tissue first?"

Yang Yan: "..."

He recalled yesterday's dream, in the waiting room of the theater festival, Lin Siji also asked similar questions.

"No need." Yang Yan said, "Go back."

"Row."

Walking on the path back to the crew, Lin Siji suddenly said: "You performed quite well in that part just now, your emotional state is full of everything..."

"Can you pass?" Yang Yan asked.

Lin Siji turned his head, with a slight smile on his lips.

"You can do it without crying."

"..."

After walking a little further, Yang Yan couldn't help asking: "Do you think... Ji Qi will cry in this situation?"

He asked this question strangely, because there was no crying scene in the script, and the script was written by Lin Siji.

Lin Siji didn't directly deny it, but said: "Not necessarily. If it's Ji Qi in my eyes, no. But if it's in your eyes... it's okay to cry."

"Oh..." Yang Yan sniffed, "I don't like to cry."

"That's not what it means." Lin Siji laughed dumbfounded, "Although the characters you played seem to love to cry."

"... Is it to blame?"

"It's a compliment."

Back in the rest area, Wu Zai was shocked when he saw Yang Yan whose red eyes were still wet from tears.

"Director Lin scolded you?"

"No……"

"What did you do to make Director Lin scold you so hard?"

"No."

"Director Lin is so gentle and can make people cry."

"Shut up." Yang Yan emphasized, "Did you say it?"

Wu Zai raised his hand cautiously.

"I'll just say the last sentence."

"Say."

"Director Lin is here to look for you."

Yang Yan turned his head suddenly, Lin Siji stopped behind him holding a pack of tissues.

I have my own tissues.

Yang Yan thought.

But when Lin Siji handed over the tissue, he still thanked him and took it.

After Lin Siji gave the things, he didn't leave directly, but leaned down and put his arms on the back of the chair.

"It's really a compliment, the director and the actors look at the characters from different perspectives, and it's normal for them to have errors in understanding the characters.

Yang Yan gently rubbed off the plastic packaging and asked.

"Then when there is a conflict due to errors, who should I listen to?"

Lin Siji looked at Yang Yan.His eyes are still red, but his eyes are very serious, like a good student who is ready to take out his notebook to take notes in class.

So Lin Siji smiled and said, "Ji Qi is your character, isn't he?"