It is appropriate to change people today [entertainment circle]

Wan Huo Bao blurted out: "Why!?"

Shao Ye asked strangely, "Doesn't everyone have something they don't like?"

Chen Yuke, who just spoke like this, squinted his eyes: "Why didn't you just say that?"

"Because..." Shao Ye clicked on the storyboard, "This plan is good. It's fine to shoot like this, and..."

"No." Chen Yuke glared at him, "This is a group project. If someone feels uncomfortable, change it."

Wan Huobao rushed to Chen Yuke's side, rolled up his sleeves, and fiercely agreed with him: "Yes! If it doesn't work, change it!"

The two of them spoke kindly, but their tone of voice was very bad, and there was a scene of dissatisfaction and fighting.

"Wait, wait." Mo Ling squeezed into the three of them, making a stop gesture, "Can you two calm down. I think I understand what brother Shao's 'and' means. Because... Mo Ling is helpless He rubbed his earlobe: "You don't use a real mirror at all when shooting, do you?Special effects are fine. "

……

She pointed to the storyboard draft: "Originally, the mirror effect here is to be treated with special effects. It is impossible to really reflect other people in the mirror. It cannot be photographed. I thought Xiao Ming disagreed because he didn't like mirrors." This idea. If you just don’t like mirrors, you can just use them on site.”

Shao Ye nodded slightly.

The Dou Ruo duo suddenly lost their momentum, Wan Huobao looked left and right, and slapped the table awkwardly: "I told you earlier! No... Brother Shao, how much do you hate mirrors? What about daily life? Eh ! Then can you still be in charge of styling?"

After he asked a series of questions, Shao Ye snorted with a smile: "Hating something doesn't mean you can't face it for a moment."

Wan Huobao didn't continue to ask, but turned to look at Ming Guying: "Bro, is this all right?"

The reason why he asked Ming Juying was because compared to Shao Ye, it was obviously this one who had a stronger reaction.

Ming Juying was still staring blankly at Shao Ye, and nodded sullenly when she heard him being called: "...OK."

Mo Ling said cheerfully: "Then it's settled! Sister Yuke and I are going to discuss with the program crew about the filming. The scene props will be handed over to Xiao Ming and Huo Bao Bao, Huo Bao Bao, remember to listen to the song for Xiao Ming later. Then Shao Brother will continue to be in charge of styling preparations! More details will be discussed when we come back! The division of labor is complete! Let’s take action!”

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"Bro, why are you still listless!"

Wan Huobao asked loudly twenty paces away, smoking a cigarette.

"That's right, Brother Ming. Is it the one we gave you..." BOX5, who was surrounded by Ming Guying, lowered his voice, "What's wrong with Brother Shao's painting? Did Brother Shao find out? Is it strange? Shall we show you? Are you two unhappy?"

Ming Guying was sitting on the stone steps outside the shooting location, holding her face with her face a little dull.

Since the division of labor was disbanded, he has been a little lost, and has been maintaining the state of a meditator. He almost broke a few props, and was finally forced by Wanhuobao to let him out.

Just now it was obviously the question that I raised, but I didn't say a few words.

In fact, he still doesn't like the concept of mirrors.

There are so many reasons.

A red bar in the morning that says Mirror.

Shao Ye's hand-painted paintings brought by Box5 made him feel like a mirror at first.

In the fragments of memories that suddenly flooded in, the thing that he had ignored for some reason was the mirror.

The result of none of his creative discussions, is the mirror.

Shao Ye admits that he doesn't like mirrors.

Why such a coincidence.Coincidentally, it was impossible for him to feel comfortable, and he even faintly felt some kind of threat.

But what he knew was that this threat was not aimed at himself, but Shao Ye.

But Shaoye didn't care.

At least it doesn't seem to care.

In any case, Shao Ye didn't comment on the mirror, but he made a lot of troubles to make Shao Ye admit his likes and dislikes in front of everyone.

Ming Guying buried her head and covered her face.

He still felt that there was something more important than likes and dislikes between Shao Ye and the mirror.

But maybe I shouldn't ask, and I can't ask, let alone ask.

Only then did he understand why he couldn't write a specific question while holding a pen on the balcony last night.Even the last piece of paper that says "Desire" also reveals an ultimate background premise——

He knew nothing about Shao Ye.

I don't know anything and it's not appropriate to ask any questions rashly.

Wan Huobao pinched his cigarette, saw that Ming Juying was getting more and more depressed, squinted his eyes and said to BOX5: "Remember how he looks at this moment, how inexplicably fragile and helpless, I think it will be useful when you shoot."

Ming Guying raised her face and shook her head deeply: "Don't learn from me."

The staff came to BOX5 for a trial, and they were reluctant to give Ming Guying a boost.

Wan Huobao waited for them to leave, sat next to Ming Juying, and hooked his shoulder: "Bro, tell me what's on your mind! Don't look at me like this, you can be strict with your mouth."

Ming Juying smiled wryly twice, and said, what can I say.

He didn't even know what he was struggling with.

At this moment, he suddenly straightened his back, looked at Wan Huo Bao, and after thinking about it, he asked tentatively, "Brother Bao, you... what was the note you received on the day of the pre-meeting?"

Wan Huobao pretended to be thinking about it seriously: "Pre-meeting? Ah! Is that witch's house?"

He withdrew his arm, and squeezed Ming Juying with a hey smile: "Why did you ask that suddenly? Why, I want to know you so much, Bro! I...don't tell you!"

"what?"

"It's not personal privacy!" Wan Huobao shook his head, "But it's not impossible to tell you. You tell me yours first, and we exchange. I'm the most curious person here, and that's only fair!"

Ming Juying was startled, and suddenly figured out something.

Shao Ye is a mystery to him, but what about himself?

Ming Guying subconsciously touched the drawstring bag in her pocket.

Isn't there a secret in me that I never thought of confessing to anyone?

Ever since he harbored this special ability, he never thought of talking to anyone other than his master and senior brother.Even though sometimes the command to draw a bag made him do a lot of strange actions, which made him misunderstood and made him unable to get close to others.He didn't even think about turning it out and telling anyone.

Will Shaoye be like this?

Seeing that he was running away again, Wan Huobao raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Hey, I just said something casually to tease you."

Ming Guying is still thinking.

The strange thing is that since I met Shaoye, there is a lot of information related to Shaoye in the bag.Before, he thought it was his own order, so he didn't think too much about it.

But today, the word "mirror" suddenly occupied all his thoughts today, wasn't it because of the red bar in the morning.

He continued to chase.

"We get to know each other?" On the night of the broadcast, the order to draw a bag made him invite Shao Ye to his home.

On the first day of recording yesterday, he was selected to be in the same group as Shao Ye.

Today, the red bar mentions the mirror that runs through the whole day and is obviously of special significance in Shaoye.

The drawstring bag seems to be arranging the meeting point between him and Shao Ye.

……

Looking at it this way, it wasn't that Shao Ye was hiding any secret from him.

It was his own drawstring bag, guiding him to pry into Shaoye's secrets.

Thinking of this, Ming Guying shuddered.

Seeing him shaking like this, Wan Huobao patted him suddenly: "Bro!"

Ming Juying turned her head and said directly, "There is a problem."

"What?" Wan Huobao frowned, "No problem, no problem! I didn't write anything special on that note, if you really want to know, I'll tell you, but it's not right now, I'm going back to work soon Well, tonight we can..."

"Brother Bao." Ming Guying grabbed Wan Huobao's shoulder, "I seem to have a problem."

"I think there is something wrong with you." Wan Huobao also grabbed back, "Quickly wake up, Bro! We have a lot to do. We have to hurry up to coordinate the style with Shaoshen, and prepare the sets and props!"

Ming Guying's eyes flickered.

If the drawstring bag is deliberate, what does the red stripe mean this morning?

According to the style of the drawstring bag, it is certainly not just the word "mirror".

Today, their tasks revolve around the shooting of this short film. The "mirror" mentioned by the bag must not refer to daily necessities, but is related to this shooting task.

In fact, the shooting plan is indeed based on mirror elements.

But I did not participate in the discussion, and the source of inspiration has nothing to do with him, not because of the request to draw a bag.

That means "mirror" does not refer to creativity, inspiration.It's not over yet.

Then, the meaning of the drawstring bag cannot be "watch out for mirrors" or "avoid mirrors".

Because Mo Ling said that the shooting scene does not need a real mirror, and there is no need to avoid things that are not needed in the first place.

On the contrary, the most likely thing is to require that there must be real mirrors in the set props on the scene.

Is this the order given to him?

In the past, Ming Juying just followed the request of drawing a bag in a daze, and never thought about it.But all he could think of now was questions.

The drawstring bag is making him deliberately prepare something Shao Ye hates?

How can it be?After he knew Shao Ye's likes and dislikes and recognized the special relationship between Shao Ye and the mirror, how could he go to the scene to prepare the mirror?

He was too confused for a moment, holding Wan Huo Bao's hand too hard.

Wan Huo Bao cried out in pain: "Bro!"

Ming Juying came back to her senses, her eyes were no longer listless and dazed, but there was more confusion and suspicion.

"What were you thinking again, Bro?"

This Bro sound was much lower than Wan Huo Bao's cry, Ming Juying turned her head.

Shao Ye leaned against the door frame and raised her chin to them: "What kind of posture is this?"

Wan Huo Bao let go of his hand: "I am passive!"

Ming Juying withdrew her hand in a daze: "...I didn't either, too proactive."

"Hmm..." Shao Ye dragged his voice and straightened up, "Can you talk to me?"

Knowing who he was talking about without calling names, Wan Huobao stood up immediately: "I'll go and see their styles first!"

Ming Juying sat on the stone steps, twisting her body, watching Shao Ye slowly walk over.

Then, Shao Ye bent over and stretched out his hand.

Ming Juying didn't want to refuse, but he didn't remember whether his hand touched the ground, so he wiped his body a few times, said "thank you", and held Shao Ye's hand.

Shao Ye did not exert any force.

He just stretched out his hand, and then gently put his thumb on the back of Ming Juying's hand, held it, and slowly knelt down, with his arm loosely on his knee: "What does it feel like?"

"..." Ming Guying didn't move, just stared blankly at the overlapping hands.

"Every time I get close to you, I feel that part of me is missing." Shao Ye lowered his head, and met Ming Guying's eyes, "It's especially obvious now."

He raised his eyes and asked softly, "How much do you know about me?"