Waiting Upon You

Ling Lang opened the door of the compartment, and was startled. He didn't know whether he was too involved or the other party's movements were too light. He didn't hear anyone coming in at all, and he didn't know when he came in, let alone if he listened. to what...

The man stood with his back to him, but his face could be seen clearly in the mirror.

Feng Hao obviously noticed him too, and hastily turned around to greet him, "Teacher Ling."

Ling Lang shook his head, "I don't like people calling me teacher."

"Then... Senior?" Feng Hao asked tentatively.

"The name is fine."

"Then how can I do it? It's too rude." Feng Hao was a little embarrassed, "Ah, how about I call you senior?"

It was the first time Ling Lang cast his gaze directly on him.

"I'm also a student of Hushuo Film Academy," Feng Hao happily introduced himself. The two have been working together for a whole week, and this is the first time they communicated in private, which shows how strong Ling Lang's aura of not being close to strangers is.

Ling Lang felt a little surprised.

A few months ago, the agent came to his apartment with the script that was said to be tailor-made for him and the sky-high salary, saying that the investor would invite him to act in the play no matter what.

In this movie, Ling Lang plays a policeman, his childhood sweetheart girlfriend, who is also the daughter of his boss, who was killed by the underworld in revenge because of her father.

In order to avenge his girlfriend, Ling Lang lurked into the gangsters as an undercover agent, endured humiliation for seven years, and finally gained the young master's trust. While launching revenge, he also found out from the clues that the mastermind behind the whole situation was none other than himself. Police boss.

Not long after the young master of the underworld took office, he caught the policeman who shot and killed his father in the chaos. Ling Lang used his identity to help his colleagues escape and even stabbed himself. Even so, the young master didn't believe him, so there was the opening scene.

This script has a cliché beginning, twists and turns in the middle, and a mysterious ending. The development of the plot is quite unexpected, but what Ling Lang likes is the confrontation between several characters in the play.

This is a pure-blooded male drama. The heroine just showed her face and went to play soy sauce. Ling Lang fought the young master in the first half, and the boss in the second half. In the end, there was a big fight. I have to admit that the screenwriter was There is still quite a bit of skill in describing the peak duel of wisdom among men.

Ling Lang read the script, asked about the details, and signed the contract. It was only on the day of the filming that he realized that the actor who played the underworld young master was not the original actor, but a newcomer with no acting experience.

The media has long been used to Ling Lang's indifferent attitude, and his silence at the opening ceremony did not arouse others' suspicion. Only his managers and assistants who have followed him for a long time know how dissatisfied he is with this.

"Where is the original person?" Ling Lang asked as soon as he returned to the lounge.

"The actor who was finalized for this role seemed to be Wu Guanfeng, but he fell and injured while hanging Wia in the last play, and he is still lying in the hospital," the assistant explained.

"So they arranged for a newcomer?" Ling Lang asked coldly, the young master is two years older than the policeman he played, from 25 to 32 years old, he is the third male in the play besides him and his boss , is also the person who interacts with Ling Lang the most, and is a very difficult character to control.

Two people who are confronting each other, if one of them has a much worse aura than the other, the result will inevitably be out of balance. joke.

Investors want to promote newcomers, and spend huge sums of money to find big names to pave the way for newcomers. This kind of thing is common in the industry, but it is the first time Ling Lang has seen such a pivotal role as soon as he comes up.

"The trick has been pushed," Ling Lang guessed the truth after a little thought.

"Ah?" The manager was dumbfounded, "But the contract has been signed, the opening ceremony has also been held, and the media already knows everything..."

"I'm not in a youth idol drama," Ling Lang said resolutely, "The unspoken rules also give me a little bit of moderation."

"It's not an unspoken rule," the assistant rushed to reveal the gossip she had heard, "It is said that the new young master is the producer...brother..." Her voice became weaker and weaker under Ling Lang's gaze, and the last two words The volume is so low it's almost inaudible.

Ling Lang sneered when he heard the words. The manager has been with Ling Lang for so many years, and he has already experienced many battles. Knowing that it is impossible to break the contract, he quickly raised the card of delay, "Why don't you try shooting with that newcomer first, if you can't If not, the director will definitely ask for a replacement."

Ling Lang accepted his suggestion, got up and walked out, "Just in time, I also want to meet that...what's his name?"

"Seal, seal, seal..."

"Feng Hao!" The assistant finished the sentence.

"Hello, Teacher Ling! I'm Feng Hao, please take care of me!"

Ling Lang walked past him almost ignoring, and dropped three words, "It rhymes very much."

Feng Hao didn't feel annoyed because he hit a big nail, which was in line with Ling Lang's character he knew. He rubbed the back of his head mockingly, and followed quickly.

The first scene on the first day was the interaction between the two of them. When the director was speaking, Feng Hao listened very carefully, focusing all his attention on the director, nodding his head from time to time, not even noticing Ling Lang's scrutiny. gaze.

Ling Lang looked him over calmly, and he couldn't see the potential of a mafia prince in him at all.

This is clearly the face of the standard male number one in youth inspirational dramas with dreams and hard work. Even his expressions and movements are exactly the same as those of the idiots in the drama. If he goes to act in an idol drama, he only needs to stare at the camera Just make a fist, no acting skills are required at all.

"Is there anything else you don't understand?" The director asked routinely after finishing the key points.

Feng Hao turned his head to Ling Lang, meaning to hear what he had to say, but unexpectedly met Ling Lang's gaze.

Realizing that Ling Lang was looking at him, Feng Hao rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a big smile.

Ling Lang turned his head away expressionlessly.

Feng Hao rubbed his nose again in embarrassment, the actor's temper was indeed as elusive as in the legend.

This scene was filmed as the young master's first appearance in the Qinglong Gang. Following the director's voice, Ling Lang ran into the hall with the gang members. What he saw was not the acting gang master, but the back of a man he had never seen before. .

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Feng Hao turned around slowly.

The entire set was so silent that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.

"Card—" This unusual tranquility was torn apart by the director.

When Ling Lang woke up, he had already become the focus of everyone's attention.

Only then did he realize that it was his turn to speak the lines just now, but he just stood there in a daze without saying a word.

The director didn't speak, and he didn't know what happened. The mistake of forgetting the lines is too low-level for the actor. There must be some other reason. He is waiting for Ling Lang to give an explanation.

But Ling Lang only said sorry in a low voice, then turned around and returned to the starting point.

Compared with other people's doubts, Ling Lang, who was calm on the surface, had great turmoil in his heart at this time.

What's the matter with this sudden sense of oppression?

When Feng Hao turned around, he exuded an aggressive aura, like a character possessed by a character in a play. With just one look, he made people ignore his appearance, his age, and were tightly held by him. Attracted by the temperament.

Ling Lang didn't believe that this was a rookie's level at all, and if he had debuted, he would have been far from reaching such an ability.

No, he didn't even look like he was acting at all, he just returned to his original appearance.

But the moment the director called to stop, the aura surrounding him disappeared in an instant, and the ubiquitous sense of oppression that permeated the air disappeared immediately, and Feng Hao just now seemed to be just his illusion.

At first Ling Lang once thought that Feng Hao was just a vase who borrowed his relationship to gain a higher position, but later he admitted that he was a talented person. It was only after hearing his words today that he realized that Feng Hao also came from a major.

"You also graduated from Huying?" He asked again uncertainly.

"I'm from Huying." Seeing that Ling Lang finally became interested in his topic, Feng Hao was very happy, "I'm only two years younger than the senior."

"You don't look that big."

"I went to school early and everyone said I looked younger than I was."

"Then why..." Ling Lang didn't ask further.

It would be reasonable if he has been unknown since his debut, but he has not set foot in the showbiz for so many years, and it is only now that he is filming for the first time, so he is past his golden age.

Feng Hao guessed what he wanted to ask, "Some time ago, I was busy with my family's business, and it was not until recently that I stabilized a little bit, and finally I can do what I want to do."

"The family business...the underworld?"

"Pfft," Feng Hao laughed, "Can I automatically understand this sentence as the senior's recognition of my acting skills?"

Ling Lang lowered his head and washed his hands, pretending not to hear the question.

Fortunately, Feng Hao didn't care, and still said enthusiastically, "Actually, I've been a fan of my senior since college."

"I didn't do any filming in college."

"But you have acted in a drama," Feng Hao's eyes glowed, "That "The Brave Eternal Life"."

Ling Lang paused for taking out the tissue.

"I fell in love with you after watching that drama. Senior's performance on the stage was amazing. I still have the VCR that performed at that time at home."

Ling Lang threw the paper towels that he wiped his hands into the trash can, "That kind of black history, let's burn it."

"How could it be? I read it every weekend. It is my favorite drama," Feng Hao said excitedly, "Since I watched "The Brave Eternal Life", I have dreamed of being able to perform on the same stage with you, senior." Unexpectedly, this wish finally came true.”

Speaking of this, Feng Hao seemed to suddenly realize something, and his originally happy expression suddenly became depressed, "However, my performance today must have disappointed the senior."

Ling Lang remained silent. As a rookie, Feng Hao's performance was already quite good, but he didn't have the habit of praising people face to face, not to mention that the reason he called the stop without authorization was not what Feng Hao thought, but it was simply hard to say.

Just when the scene was getting awkward, the manager pushed open the bathroom door and came in. He didn't see Ling Lang in the lounge, so he searched everywhere until he came to the bathroom.

"You're here...Huh? You're here too?" The manager was surprised to see these two together.

"Hello," Feng Hao took the initiative to greet him.

The manager looked at Ling Lang suspiciously, you didn't mean to block people here to retaliate because he NGed you seven times?

But when he looked at Feng Hao again, he couldn't detect anything unusual, so he could only put away the doubts in his heart, and urged the two of them, "The rest time is over, and the director is calling for someone."

When they returned to the set, the director was discussing with the assistant director and screenwriter how to shoot the scene just now.

"Do you want to change the script? Delete this paragraph?" the assistant director asked.

"Of course not. Without that shot, how can we show the sacrifice of the undercover agent," the screenwriter resolutely objected.

"I see," the assistant director clapped his hands high, "Use a substitute!"

The director hit him on the head with a tube rolled up from the script, "What about the close-up of the policeman's face at the end?"

"Isn't post-editing okay?" the screenwriter suggested.

"No! It must be pushed from the young master's face to the policeman's face coherently, so as to show the contrast between the two people's expressions!"

The discussion fell into a deadlock for a while, when a voice broke in with little confidence.

"Well, I have an idea..."

The person who spoke was Feng Hao.

The three turned their heads at the same time, "What do you think?"

Everyone else on the scene listened silently.

"I think the script here can be revised..."

The screenwriter frowned, "Didn't I tell you that this scene must never be deleted."

"The subordinate let his father-killing enemy run away, and let him slip through so easily to spare him?" Feng Hao shook his head, "If I were this character, I would definitely not let it be so simple."

Everyone gasped after hearing this.

Feng Hao's words hit the director's heart, his voice became excited, "How do you want to change it?"

"I'm not going to cut it, but to increase it."