After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Entering March, the filming progress of "Zheng Rong" has passed one-third.

Ji Mingcheng was dragged by his brother from the bed to the floor, he stretched out his hand to push, and yelled weakly: "No...don't touch me."

With a look of anger on his face, Ji Minghong pushed him onto the table as if he was carrying an object, and all the objects on the table fell down.

"Ji Mingcheng! Look at yourself now! Do you know what you are doing?"

Ji Minghong was shocked and heartbroken. Many of his classmates were arrested and imprisoned. Even he himself is in danger now. He plans to flee Beiping and go to Wuhan.Knowing that his younger brother didn't want to get close to him, he finally made mental preparations and planned to persuade his younger brother to go to Wuhan with him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room, he could smell the stench of opium, and Ji Mingcheng was like a piece of rotten and smelly meat.

When did he suck it?

Ji Minghong's hands were shaking.

Ji Mingcheng closed his eyes tightly and didn't look in the mirror. The drug addiction in his body hadn't passed yet, so he hummed softly, "Don't touch me..."

His chest was so uncomfortable that it was about to explode. Ji Minghong had never been so disappointed in him. He grabbed his younger brother's hair, slammed it on the mirror, and shouted angrily near his ear: "Look at what you look like now." What! You are so sorry to your parents! You are smoking opium, do you know what it is? Do you know how many Chinese people have been killed by this stuff?"

His voice, his hands, were trembling uncontrollably.

Formidable enemies, dilapidated mountains and rivers, broken families, and his last weakness.

It was like one mountain after another that was difficult to climb, he was silent, gritted his teeth and carried it, but at this moment, he was a little shaken, what was he insisting on.

Ji Mingcheng opened his eyes in unbearable pain. The person in the mirror had a black face and an unshaven beard. The image of Yushu Linfeng a few months ago had long been shattered.

He stared at himself, this great sense of disillusionment, and a hint of shame overwhelmed him.

Is this him?

He tried his best to break free from his brother's restraint, but he was pressed there like a little chick.

Ji Mingcheng pressed his face against the table, panting heavily.

"cut!"

With an order, Qi Yue immediately let go of Liancheng's hand, apologetic, but couldn't reach his eyes, "Are you okay?"

This is the seventh time.Liancheng rubbed his sore wrist.

Since the last time the two of them tore their faces apart, Qi Yue has often found opportunities to rectify him in the play.

For example, in this scene, Qi Yue laughed once, and after several other filmings, before the director said anything, he said that his performance was not good enough, and he wanted to do it again and strive for perfection.

After being pressed against the mirror time and time again, Liancheng lost his temper.

He ignored Qi Yue's unintentional apology and walked towards the resting place.

Liu Shiru rolled a hot egg on the bluish bump on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Can't you tell the director?"

"Do you think this is a complaint from a primary school student?" Liancheng was in a bad mood, and besides, how could Zhang Shuhua not see it.

But he will not stop, nor will he punish Qi Yue for it.This is a matter between the leading actors. Everyone is an adult. As long as it doesn't affect the overall progress of the filming, no one will say more. What's more, every time the tit-for-tat confrontation, the filming effect will be better.

Liu Shiru bit her lips tightly, "Is it because last time I... can I apologize?"

"Don't be stupid, there are a few more scenes, and I won't have to play against him." Liancheng closed his eyes, helpless.

He has seen such teasing a lot.

"But I remember that in the last scene, he seemed to be more ruthless." Liu Shiru looked puzzled. She had read the script, the separation of the Ji family brothers in the play, Ji Mingcheng failed to rehab drugs, and fled home after being injured by his brother. make a knot.

Liancheng looked at Qiyue with cold eyes. He stood beside Director Zhang with his hands behind his back, listening very seriously.

These days, Qi Yue is like a duck to water in the film crew. He is a veteran actor, but he is approachable on weekdays. He always has a smile on his face when he sees everyone, and he has no airs at all.

Liancheng was different from him, he just stood there, naturally keeping a distance from the people around him, with the words "Stay away from strangers" written on his face.

Liu Shiru secretly told Zhao Xiu and the others how many times that Liancheng is actually quite good.

But others always looked at her with the expression of a fool.

"It wouldn't really break my leg." Lian Cheng laughed at himself, "He shouldn't be that stupid."

Liancheng rubbed his index finger, but he was not sure.

Shooting continues.

Knowing that his younger brother was taking drugs, Ji Minghong immediately made a decision to move to Wuhan. He looked at his younger brother as if he was looking at the epitome of countless confused people in China.

But Ji Mingcheng didn't want to, he didn't want to take revenge, he was going to Japan.

As soon as this sentence came out, he was slapped on the face.

Ji Mingcheng tilted his head, spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and his eyes burst into anger: "You are not my brother at all! I have grown up! Where I want to go has nothing to do with you!"

"So you're going to flee to the arms of the enemy who killed your father, right? Ji Mingcheng, when will you grow up! Open your eyes and take a good look at how the land where you were born and raised has been ruined. !"

The mountains and rivers fell, and as a Chinese, their status in the country was lower than that of a dog. The signs of "Chinese and dogs not allowed" in the Shanghai Concession were slapped in the faces of countless Chinese.

As for his younger brother, all he wanted was to escape.

Ji Mingcheng's eyes were full of confusion, and his tone was soft, "What does this have to do with me?"

He hates war very much. These things are not in the same country as him. He doesn't want to do useless work like his brother. He just wants to live a stable life and be a carefree son like when his parents were still there.

Ji Minghong was more confused than him. In the past, he could easily utter words of encouragement in parades, but at this moment, facing his younger brother's confusion, he couldn't say a word.

"Brother, let's go together. My parents definitely don't want to see you die like this. Let's go to Japan together. I'm very popular in Japan. They all like my paintings. I'm sure I can make a lot of money," Ji Mingcheng looked at his brother a little Song loosened, persuading incoherently: "It's useless for you to stay in China, you'll just die in vain. If we go to Japan, at least we're still alive..."

Ji Mingcheng's heart was beating like thunder, his blood was clamoring for longing, he shook his brother's hand: "Are you okay, brother?"

"You let me smoke a little, just a little, and when I go to Japan, I make a lot of money, and I will give it to you."

Ji Minghong looked at him, the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, his younger brother stood there like a dead dog, he was still there, but his soul was long gone.

He went to get a stick, and hit Ji Mingcheng's knees hard, his tone was cold and piercing: "From today onwards, you can't go anywhere, even if you die, I will die before you."

With a sharp pain, Ji Mingcheng's eyes darkened, and he knelt down with a "bang".

He lay prone on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, the light in his eyes dimmed.

The last scene of Qiyue and Liancheng is over.

When the director called to stop, Liancheng knelt there, his legs couldn't even straighten up.

Qi Yue stood in front of him, with a soft voice, "Have you learned to respect seniors now?"

Liancheng suddenly looked up at him, with great anger bursting out of his eyes, and cold sweat from the pain on his forehead.

He didn't expect that Qi Yue would actually do such a trick.

Qi Yue's eyes were mocking, but his face was flustered, and he shouted to the surroundings: "Come and help the town!"

But he himself stood in front of Liancheng and let him kneel down.

Liancheng was sent to the hospital.

The news spread like wildfire and became popular on the Internet.

Zhang Shuhua didn't expect that Qi Yue would make such a big fuss, he smoked one cigarette after another in the meeting room, and slapped the table loudly, "Is this horse riding brainless! How can we shoot the next scene! "

"What does the doctor say now?"

"The CT examination revealed that the meniscus of Liancheng's knee joint was injured, and it may take a long time to recuperate." Wu Hanying's voice was low, and he didn't expect things to turn into this situation.

The disagreement between Liancheng and Qiyue was noticed by the crew, but they rarely stopped them. On the one hand, the relationship between the two of them was not good in the play, and Qiyue's previous teasing was trivial, and the filming effect was not bad. very good.

Zhang Shuhua thought that Qi Yue still had a sense of proportion.

"What should we do now? The reporters are all here, blocking the entrance of the hotel to ask what happened."

Even if the reporter is dismissed, how can the scene be filmed?Liancheng obviously can't continue filming anymore, is it necessary to temporarily change people now?

Only now did Zhang Shuhua understand that Qi Yue's small fights at the beginning were probably just waiting for this day.

He cursed secretly, "This son of a bitch is so cruel."

Liu Shiru stayed in the ward, her eyes were swollen from crying, and Liancheng was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed, with a plaster cast on her leg, and she was hung up high.

The doctor said that Liancheng's meniscus was severely damaged, and joint effusion may occur, which may even affect daily life in severe cases.

Darren arrived as fast as he could. He jumped into a rage in the corridor, cursing the eighteen generations of Qiyue's ancestors all over the place.

Qian Wensheng also came, and Darren grabbed his collar, "Liancheng has become like this now, how will your crew plan to deal with Qi Yue?"

Qi Yue hadn't shown up since Liancheng was admitted to the hospital, and Darren had no chance to beat him up.

Speaking of this, Qian Wensheng's face was full of apology, his eyes dodged and he refused to look at him, the result of their discussion for a long time was to abandon Liancheng Baoqiyue.

"As compensation, after the filming of this film, we will completely ban Qi Yue. In the future, directors of our line will never cooperate with him again. As for Lian Cheng, when he recovers, as long as we have films, he can make whatever he wants. Can."

This is really a helpless move. The current plot has advanced by one-third, and the temporary replacement of the second actor can still catch up with the shooting progress, but if the two protagonists are changed, the funds invested by the crew are equivalent to nothing up.

The production team of Zheng Rong couldn't bear such a big burden.

Darren's hands were shaking, "Then Kiyue has no punishment?"

"The captured shots can be completely explained that he was excited when he entered the scene, and he didn't control the severity of his actions." Qian Wensheng looked helpless.

Now there are only two paths in front of Liancheng. One is for him to give up acting in Zhengrong and cultivate himself. In the future, he will be allowed to act in the films of Zhang Shuhua's apprentices.

The second is to fight to the end with Qi Yue, that Zheng Rong will definitely not be able to make a film, he may not get justice, and he will lose the resources of Zhang Dao's line for nothing.

Darren looked at Qian Wensheng with scarlet eyes, knowing the voice of his words.