Pick up a general at the door of the crew

It was less than eight o'clock when we arrived on the mountain.

Saipan was already preparing in the temporary studio, and when he heard the sound of Ji Zhou and the others coming in, he snorted coldly and didn't even look at it.

Naturally, he doesn't know how much attention Wei Zhonghou has attracted now.

After Wei Zhonghou came in, he didn't care what other people thought, he directly dragged Ji Zhou who wanted to talk to Saipan into the dressing room, and the makeup artist who was drinking milk tea hurriedly followed him.

"When you come back, let's start. I want to see what flowers he can bloom?"

The sound insulation of makeup is not good, Wei Zhonghou endured the makeup artist's smearing on his face, naturally he could hear Saipan's casual voice, and frowned unconsciously.

For some reason, this action of his scared the make-up artist in front of him. The hand wiping the shadow of his nose almost went directly into Wei Zhonghou's eyes. He said without emotion: "Don't shake your hands."

It was fine if Wei Zhonghou didn't open his mouth. After he opened his mouth, even his hands trembled. The hand holding the eyebrow pencil trembled for a long time without daring to draw. After noticing Wei Zhonghou's impatient expression He accidentally dropped the tool in his hand, quickly picked it up with his head down and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"What's the matter?" Ji Zhou saw this scene when he came back after changing his clothes. Although he still had a smile on his face, he was looking at this strange makeup artist in his heart.Saipan has a dedicated make-up team. The person in front of him may not be the best among them, but it is impossible to be so handy.He bent down to look at the makeup artist, reached out to help him pick up the eyebrow pencil that he couldn't pick up and handed it over, with a gentle attitude, "Are you okay?"

Ji Zhou's smile stunned him for a moment, then he lowered his head and took the eyebrow pencil and walked out, his steps were a little staggering: "...No, I'll find someone else to come over for that."

Ji Zhou looked at Wei Zhonghou with puzzled eyes.

Wei Zhonghou shrugged his shoulders, and didn't understand the man's behavior at all: "Who knows?"

Ji Zhou couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore, maybe it was because they dumped Saipan's face that the attitude of this group of people towards them plummeted.He shook his head and didn't care anymore, walked behind Wei Zhonghou and stretched out his hand to smooth his long hair, "Let me tie your hair up for you."

Wei Zhonghou sat back to facilitate Ji Zhou's movements.

But the little make-up artist who went out couldn't hold back the cold sweat on his body when he walked out of the dressing room. The other make-up artists who had a good relationship with him bumped into his shoulder, first glanced at him like in the dressing room, and then lowered his eyes. He asked in a low voice, "The armor on that Mr. Wei..."

"I'm not in a good condition today." The person who just came out turned pale when he heard Mr. Wei's three words. He squeezed the hand of his partner and said almost helplessly, "Can you go in and help me?" I?"

His frightened appearance actually made the other people take a step back involuntarily. He remembered Wei Zhonghou's arrogant appearance when he left before, and almost said in his mouth, "Is he in a bad temper?"

"No...not." The man hurriedly explained, but he didn't know why he would tremble all over when he got close to Wei Zhonghou. This indescribable attitude made others believe it even more , now no one wants to touch that brow.

"Where's Wei?" Saipan was ready here, but the protagonist still didn't come out of the dressing room, and his face sank directly, "What are you still doing!"

"No...no..." Although Saipan was young, these people had seen him get angry, and they wanted to say that they hadn't finished putting on makeup, but at this moment, he tossed and turned and only knew that it was all gone.

Before Saipan could lose his temper, the door of Qi Song's dressing room was opened opposite Wei Zhonghou's dressing room, and the person who came out was the one who did makeup and cut hair for Ji Zhou during the rehearsal. Although they all have a sissy look in their clothes, in the eyes of these inexperienced makeup artists, they seem to be reassured.

A group of makeup artists gathered at the door of Wei Zhonghou's dressing room. He knew what was going on without thinking about it, and immediately walked over before Saipan threw something and got angry, and opened the door without asking anything.

From this angle, he could see a profile of Wei Zhonghou in armor, his hair was already tied up, Ji Zhou was sitting near the door, and he didn't know what to say to him, because Ji Zhou blocked half of Wei Zhonghou's body , the makeup artist took the door and walked over without thinking too much.

Ji Zhou turned his head when he heard the voice, and he naturally recognized the makeup artist in front of him, so he stepped aside, with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, I can move faster, so that director Saipan..." Makeup artist Allen waved his hand casually, and his eyes moved from Ji Zhou to Wei Zhonghou, who was also looking at him, and the person who wanted to talk behind him also wanted to speak. Just forget.

Allen has been with many production crews, so he naturally knows that armor looks extremely hard, but it must be uncomfortable to wear it. The weight on the shoulders and the non-deformable material will make people's sitting posture heavy. stiff.And this set of armor on Wei Zhonghou's body seemed to be a layer of his skin. His movements and demeanor were very casual, but the pressure on his face made Allen a little breathless.

He put away the teasing expression on his face, and sighed slightly in his heart, he finally understood why the others just surrounded him and didn't come in.

"This armor is very good." Allen praised, and rubbed his hands before taking out the makeup tools. He tried not to meet Wei Zhonghou's eyes. Although the movements of his hands were a bit slow, they were not the same as before. The man trembled like that.

Naturally, Wei Zhonghou would not open his mouth to praise this, so Ji Zhou smiled and said beside him: "So it is a family heirloom, so it is naturally different."

It is indeed different.

Because of the make-up, Allen is a little close to Wei Zhonghou, he always feels that he can smell a little blood, and even seeing the old copper-brown shoulder pads on the armor, it feels like it is covered with blood layer by layer Dip dye on color.

This recognition made his movements pause slightly, and he dared to continue after taking a deep breath.

This was probably Alan's most tormented makeup. After the end, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"It's troublesome." It can be seen that Alan's movements are very slow this time, but Ji Zhou can't find any reason, so he can only use that it was a rehearsal before, and this time it is the official start, which is probably more detailed.

"It's okay." After moving away from Wei Zhonghou for a certain distance, Allen felt that he was relieved. He saw that Ji Zhou was still there and Wei Zhonghou didn't know what to say. The distance between the two was very close. And Ji Zhou seemed to be totally incapable of feeling the pressure that would make one want to run away with his life.

"Okay!" This time, Saipan, who couldn't wait, came to knock on the door in person, which was no longer a knock, but a smash.

Ji Zhou said through the door: "Okay!"

Then just when Saipan was about to continue smashing the door and opened the door, Saipan's slap almost hit Jizhou's face.

"You..." Silently withdrew his hand, Saipan rubbed his nose, his voice was not as excited as before, "What about him?"

Before he could answer Ji Zhou, he stood on tiptoe and looked beside Ji Zhou, stunned.

A lot of people surrounded Saipan, those curious makeup artists and prop artists, including Qi Song'an Hua who had just finished her makeup, were also beside her.Saipan was taken aback for a moment, and some people around him who couldn't see what was going on inside the door looked inside curiously.

The scene was a bit noisy, slowly followed by the second person and the third person froze on the spot, but in the end it was a kind of silence that even breathed carefully.

The person concerned was completely indifferent to all this. He didn't even look at the door, but faced the mirror, put the helmet on his head, moved it left and right to the right position, dug down and took the helmet before he went out in the morning. The knife that was re-bound was untied in a rare and gentle manner. Even so, some traces of being cut by the blade could be seen inside the folded cloth.

Wei Zhonghou's finger tapped lightly on the back of the knife, the crisp sound was actually not loud, but in this case, it seemed to hit everyone's heart, even though Wei Zhonghou had turned around Facing everyone, everyone's ears seemed to be buzzing.

"Didn't it start?"

When he came over, the makeup artists around Saipan couldn't help but took a step back, not only them, some of them didn't even dare to raise their heads to meet Wei Zhonghou's gaze.

"...Ah?" Saipan slightly raised his head and looked at Wei Zhonghou. It took a long time for the words spoken by the other party to enter his ears and be received by his brain, but he couldn't make him react, he could only watch Wei Zhonghou murmured, "It's started."

His appearance made Wei Zhonghou slightly frowned.

This action actually made some people behind them a little weak in their legs for no reason.

But it made Saipan's eyes brighter, he seemed to be looking at Wei Zhonghou, and seemed to see other things through Wei Zhonghou.

"Papa papa!" The sudden three rounds of applause caused everyone to shudder, and their eyes could not help but shift from Wei Zhonghou's side to look at Ji Zhou.

Ji Zhou still had a smile on his face, and he said calmly to director Saipan: "We are back, can we start filming this scene?"

Saipan nodded, but his eyes moved from Ji Zhou to Wei Zhonghou.

From the look of his eyes, he was already awake, but those eyes were hotter than ever before.

"You are the only general."

He seemed to have forgotten how Wei Zhonghou tore his armor and left him in a rage that day, and his eyes looked down at the armor from Wei Zhonghou's slightly impatient eyes.

Obviously, no matter in terms of material or style, it is not as good as the one that he spent a lot of money to order, but it is just like this that people can't take their eyes off him. He didn't understand what Ji Zhou said that day until now.

The sense of time precipitation.

Standing in front of him, Wei Zhonghou, who was wearing armor, seemed to have opened a crack in time, and forcibly tore through the crack with his blood-stained body and walked out.

The general's demeanor on the bloody battlefield made him tremble with nervousness and trembling with excitement.

"I've only heard that clothes can set off a person's temperament, but I never thought that a piece of clothing has its own temperament." Saipan narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, pausing for a moment before speaking slowly , "The smell of blood."

"Director Saipan." Ji Zhou said at the right time before Saipan was about to indulge in it, "Can we start?"

This sound made Saipan suddenly get rid of that feeling, but he himself didn't know it, he glanced at the time, and said to Wei Zhonghou in a flattering voice that was almost holding a cash cow, "Wei, we were taken directly from the coffin. The part that opens."

Wei Zhonghou didn't respond to him, and passed by him directly, and the people around hurriedly gave way.

Even Qi Song'an and Hua took a step back subconsciously, and Ji Zhou followed behind him, and instead of walking over, he stood beside Qi Song and the others and smiled at them.

Qi Song still looked a little pale, probably forced by yesterday's scene, but facing Ji Zhou, he still showed a very shallow smile that belonged to him.On the contrary, An Hua's smile was not so natural. This scene was a rivalry between her and Wei Zhonghou, but for some reason, An Hua, who considered herself a veteran actor under such circumstances, was a little nervous.

Playing with a newcomer who never had any basic trust, she would actually feel nervous.

"An Hua! What are you doing!" After Saipan was shocked by Wei Zhonghou at the very beginning, he entered the role of director as if he was a spinning top that didn't want to stop. It's all over.I feel that every cell in my body is buzzing, and I have a kind of enthusiasm to film movies without eating or drinking.

Because of this, his attitude towards An Hua in slow motion is not good at all.

Before this, even in previous cooperations, he had never had such an almost impatient attitude towards An Hua.

An Hua pursed her lips, showed a slightly forced smile at Ji Zhou and Qi Song, then walked over, and stood in the correct position according to the camera.

……

The coffin was knocked open by An Hua during the earthquake. Through the gap and the flashlight in An Hua's hand, she looked into the coffin.

A man in armor, with his eyes closed tightly, did not have the slightest puffiness and blue gray that a corpse should have.

An Hua's hands sank deeply into the cushions around the coffin, and she took a deep breath, she didn't even need to deliberately act, she knew that her current situation was just in line with the script.

Nervous, scared, yet unable to look away.

According to the script, she looked down, and what she saw—it turned out to be a chest without any ups and downs!

……

"What are you doing!" After Saipan called Ka, he couldn't help but yelled at An Hua with a sullen face.

No matter from the sight of everyone at the scene or the scenes seen from the various shots looking down, An Hua's eyes swept over Wei Zhonghou's chest, and then fell directly from the stone platform.The people around hurriedly helped her up after seeing it. Although Saipan was a bit sad, he still signaled the crew to follow the doctor to have a look.

"Sister An Hua may not have had a good rest." An Hua's assistant explained in a low voice, and no one thought too much about it.

An Hua herself did not explain, but bowed her head and apologized to Saipan.

In fact, many people present knew that not having a good rest was actually an excuse given to her by everyone, but what the real reason was, I am afraid that only she could know.

She was brought into the play by Wei Zhonghou.

Probably the previous experiment was too simple, and Wei Zhonghou didn't wear armor, so it didn't give her much sense of substitution.But this time it was different. The man in the armor really seemed to have died in the narrow space. She forgot at that moment that he was just an actor, and what she saw in her eyes was a general. Thousands of years ago The general's killing aura was so strong that An Hua felt a little dizzy.

So when she really noticed that Wei Zhonghou's chest didn't rise or fall, she didn't breathe a sigh of relief like the script should have, but was overwhelmed by great fear.

At that time, she really thought that this was a dead person in front of her.

Even now, she dare not turn her head to look at Wei Zhonghou, worried that this man is really not breathing.