Pillow people and dignitaries

The next day, the official shooting time was set at [-]:[-] in the morning. The director and crew arrived at the shooting location one hour in advance to step on the spot and prepare various shooting machines. Feel.

Yesterday, the production crew got together for a small gathering. The artists, producers, and directors all met and chatted about the specific shooting situation of the script of "Little Light 2". In the afternoon, the opening ceremony was held.

Everything was ready, but when it was less than 10 minutes before the shooting, it suddenly rained heavily. Today’s scenes were scheduled to be outdoor scenes, because the weather forecast for the past few days showed that today is sunny, so everyone forgot about it. The city's weather has always been fickle.

Rainstorms come and go quickly.

But the ground was full of stagnant water, so it was not suitable for shooting those outdoor scenes.

The film crew negotiated and planned to mention a few outdoor rain scenes today, including more than a dozen rain scenes by Mu Zeqiao and Fu Junchi, and the other actors had fewer rain scenes.

Mu Zeqiao held the script and stood under the canopy built by the crew, silently reading the lines he was going to say later. The dark clouds in the sky were still thickly piled up, as if the rain would fall in the next second.

Fu Junchi was sitting on a chair, with a black suit jacket draped over his shoulders, his slender breasts stacked together, he looked down at the script seriously, his black tie was tied a little tighter, he loosened the tie knot, looked up, and saw Mu Zeqiao was not far away from him.

Although Mu Zeqiao had almost memorized the script, but he suddenly brought up several scenes that he hadn't practiced before, and it can be said that the difficulty factor has directly increased by more than half.

"is it okay?"

Mu Zeqiao put all his thoughts into the script, when Fu Junchi suddenly spoke from behind him, his hands trembled in fright, and the script almost fell off.

"...Brother Fu, do you still have no sound when you walk in leather shoes?" Mu Zeqiao closed the script and turned around, "I haven't practiced these few scenes yesterday. I'll make up for it now, so I should be able to pass it."

Fu Junchi took a deep look at him, "Well, if you don't understand, ask me."

At 10:30, the shooting officially started, and there was another rain in the middle, but it stopped after a while.

The outdoor rain scenes use large water pipes to spray water to create the appearance of rain, which is much more convenient for shooting, and it is easier to achieve the effect the director wants. The gloomy sky just serves as the background board for today's rain scenes.

The earlier scenes were about Mu Jing asking Yan Chong to meet in the park, which was the second time they met, and they got into an argument in the rain and started fighting.

"First game, first time, Action!"

Yan Chong was standing in the rain holding a big black umbrella, the majestic heavy rain slammed onto the ground, and small water droplets splashed onto the front of his shiny leather shoes.

Mu Jing sat on the bench in the park, lowered his head decadently, immersed in sadness, his clothes were wet by the cold rain, and remained indifferent.

Yan Chong looked at him coldly.

Mu Jing raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot, and it was rain or tears that fell from the corners of her eyes.

"I shouldn't have given up my time to you in the first place."

Mu Jing gritted her teeth and said fiercely, her fist on her thigh was tightly clenched into a fist, embarrassed and fierce.

Yan Chong took a few steps forward, the big black umbrella covered Mu Jing's body, "I'm fine, I'll go back to the company first."

Snapped--

The black umbrella fell to the side of Mu Jing's feet, splashing fine water, he kicked the umbrella open, stood up, and pushed Yan Chong again.

"Where are you when you don't talk about it? Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his fist and smashed Yan Chong's face. He didn't show any mercy. Yan Chong didn't want to fight Mu Jing, so he dodged sideways. The rain dripped from the tip of his hair to his cheeks, following the contours of his face Then slide to the lower jaw.

The rain blurred Mu Jing's vision, but it didn't hinder his strength.

Mu Jing had a crush on Ling for three years.

He knew very well that the person Lingshi liked was Yan Chong, so he kept this feeling in his heart, and he didn't even think about saying it, he didn't want to ruin their friendship.

Three years ago, when Mu Jing asked Yan Chongxi if he liked Ling, Yan Chong said that he liked it seriously, and every time Mu Jing saw Yan Chong, he would jokingly ask him to take good care of Ling.

Mu Jing's jokes always hide his sincerity.

They fought in the rain, Yan Chong always hid at the beginning, trying to restrain Mu Jing, but Mu Jing struggled too hard, his eyes were scarlet, and he punched mercilessly.

Yan Chong grabbed Mu Jing's arm and quickly reached Mu Jing's back. Mu Jing bent his other elbow and pushed it against Yan Chong's stomach behind him. Yan Chong sensed his actions and quickly buckled hold his other arm.

Mu Jing's feet slipped, and he fell to the ground together with Yan Chong. He was still struggling desperately, and the veins on the back of his hands burst from anger.

Yan Chong clasped his wrist, pressed his head, lowered his head and growled: "What are you doing?! How do I know where she went?! When did you give her to me?! I told you clearly I like her! But you haven't slept with her yet!"

The black suit was soaked by the rain, Yan Chong had a cold face, his hair stuck to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.

Mu Jing's head was pressed to the ground by Yan Chong, and he couldn't move at all, and Yan Chong used his knees to support his back to prevent him from breaking free.

He was gasping for breath, his cheek was pressed against the cold ground, a few drops of rain fell into his eye sockets, and then slid down from the corners of his eyes all the way to the ground.

Yan Chong was also breathing heavily, and he suppressed his anger from beginning to end. After Mu Jing was discharged from the hospital, he questioned him again and again, and he couldn't ask about the messy things that happened that year.

Mu Jing had a car accident on a rainy night, and left the city without warning, and Shen Xingguang gradually lost contact.

……

"Card, No. 12 games, the second time, pass!"

The staff turned off the water pipe, Fu Junchi stood up, and was about to go to La Muzeqiao, but when he reached out his hand, Muzeqiao had already stood up.

Fu Jun withdrew his hand without a trace, "Go and change the wet clothes together."

They filmed these scenes for most of the day, and the final cut may only take a few minutes, but Fu Junchi and Mu Zeqiao have been drenched in the rain for nearly five hours.

Mu Zeqiao moved back the wet hair on his forehead, and the clothes on his body were still dripping water.

Tao Xiu came over with two dry bath towels, Fu Junchi took one and put it on Mu Zeqiao's body, and used the other to help him wipe the water droplets from his hair.

When Mu Zeqiao was about to say no need, Fu Junchi stopped.

"Wipe it yourself."

"Thank you." Mu Zeqiao thanked Tao Xiu, took off the bath towel wrapped around his body and handed it to Fu Junchi, "Brother Fu, absorb the water from the clothes, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to wear."

Fu Junchi looked down at him, stretched out his hand to grab the bath towel, his thumb accidentally touched Mu Zeqiao's little finger, it was cold, and when no one noticed, his thumb trembled very slightly.