I became popular after marrying a rebel

In the early morning of the next day, Huifeng was peaceful and smooth.

The crew of "Dan Xin" gathered together, offering offerings to Guan Erye on the table, and worshiped fruits and incense burners, and the main creators came forward to offer incense one by one.

Sister Zhan and the proxy shooter followed all the way from the hotel, just like the day Wen Ya saw Muye for the first time, carrying a long gun and a short cannon, following all the way, pressing the shutter all the way.

Wen Ya didn't wear makeup, with his hands in his pockets, wearing a sweater and windbreaker jacket and standing with the other supporting actors, around his neck was the gray scarf that Makino covered him in the morning, with a gentle and light smile like spring on his face.

Outside the cordon, there were occasional proxies with bad positions who couldn't take pictures of Mu Ye or Cheng Ningning, so they pointed the camera at him and took a random shot. Unexpectedly, the resulting film was surprisingly amazing.Although you can't sell them at the high price of thousands of copies, you can still sell them for three to five hundred, earning a hard-earned money back.

The start-up ceremony ended after nine o'clock, and Wen Ya had nothing to do next.

His announcement didn't start until Friday, and the crew was in the shed for the first few days, filming the naked scene in the cage battle field-this part of the original book's plot says that Mu Changfeng's blood is awakened, his stature is tall, and his body shape He also got rid of the thinness of his youth and became much stronger, so he has high requirements for the actor's figure.After several months of high-intensity filming, the actors often lose a lot of weight. The muscles that Makino has trained from eating egg white chicken breasts years ago are likely to shrink a lot by then, so this part has to be filmed at the beginning.

However, his personal habit is to stay on the set when there is no filming. Besides, for him, it is an opportunity he cherishes to see Changfeng hidden in Makino's soul again, so he followed him to the shed and helped The lighting and props group moved things.

The set of the cage scene in the cage fighting field is only kept for four days, and then it will be dismantled and built for other things, so the shooting intensity of these four days is very high.Cheng Ningning was born as a child actor. Although her acting skills are good, she always takes things for granted. She can't find the feeling of the role, and some details are not handled well enough. Therefore, Yi Shuang's performance is a little weak, not like the ups and downs in the world, insight into people's hearts. little banshee.However, the director was unwilling to lower the standard, and even Makino and the senior who played the tiger demon Ah Qi also had to follow the group performances repeatedly. In this way, the more NGs got to the end, the group performances became slack, and the effect was not as good as before, so they had to rest. Do it all over again.

Makino is very ambitious, no matter how his partner behaves, he can perform stably, repeat it several times, and he will modify some details as appropriate, and his physical function is also exercised very well, tossing until [-] or [-] o'clock, he will not be listless. He just slept, but he lost weight very quickly, Wen Ya felt that Muye's cheeks were a little thinner than before on Wednesday.

The scene on Thursday required a large area of ​​makeup, and the makeup time was very long, and I had to go out at [-] in the morning, otherwise I would not be able to make it in time.Wen Ya didn't sleep well, and Mu Ye didn't want to disturb him, so he covered the curtains tightly, kissed someone and went out.

It was a cloudy and rainy day, Wen Ya woke up later than usual, Makino was taking an overhead shot, his long hair was loose, his face was dirty and bloody, his upper body was uncovered, and there were realistic flesh and blood on his arms and body Blurred scars, three half-healed but still terrifying blood holes on his chest, half-opened eyes, lying on his back on the ground, looking at the top of the iron cage with a very indifferent and desperate expression.

Wen Ya knew it was fake, but he still felt his hands and feet were cold after just one glance, and his heart was throbbing. The pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to take a breath, so he quietly avoided people and sat down to relax.

In the following years, he always didn't have the courage to ask him, how did he heal after being shot through three times by the soul-chasing arrow?Is it stitched up?What medicine did you take?When the flesh grows, is it difficult?

He still has such terrible injuries on his body, but he has to fight monsters for fun in the cage arena, how did he survive?

He was only 19 years old at the time, and he was tall, but his stature was thinner than that of Makino today.

He reached out his hand towards him at the end, but he watched him fall with his own eyes, into a long and boundless misfortune.

How could he forget these things?

He had something on his mind, and although he deliberately concealed it, he behaved as usual, but he could still see it when he returned to the RV to rest at Muye at noon.Although most of his rehearsals in the morning were lying down and he had few lines, he was much more mentally exhausted than the previous few days, so he simply took a nap on his lap, and said pitifully that he had a stiff neck last night and his neck hurts today.

Wen Ya rubbed him for him, and said, "Then you can sleep on your own pillow tonight—" Thinking about the little boy's position every night since he settled down in his bed, no matter what position he was in when the lights were turned off. When he was about to drag him over and hug him tightly, he felt helpless and funny, and most of his mood just now was dissipated by such a distraction.

Makino grabbed his hand with half-closed eyes, groped for the root of his ring finger, brought it to his lips and kissed, "Can I be allowed to sleep with you every day after I get married?"

Wen Ya covered his eyes, felt his eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, and his palms fluttered. There was a numb itching, and he was speechless for a while, before smiling and sighing, "You."

It was a cool rainy day, his voice was hoarse than usual, his seriousness made people tremble, and he called him slowly: "Wen Ya."

"Do you have a nickname, you can no longer be called Master in the future."

"Always call Master, you will get used to treating me like a brat, and you don't want to tell me if you have something on your mind."

"So, what's your name at home? Good boy? Baby? Baby?"

He barked one by one, but he didn't look frivolous. He was asking his nickname very sincerely, not to tease him, but it made Wen Ya's ears warm.

Wen Ya thought for a while, then shook his head with a smile, "I don't have a nickname, I'm the elder brother, the eldest in the family, it's not that annoying, everyone is called by my first name directly. I may not be used to you calling someone else. "

Makino leaned on his lap, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at him, with some indescribable emotions in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he also smiled and said, "Then I'll think of one, you get used to it gradually."

Wen Ya raised his eyebrows lightly, "Aren't I Yaoyao?"

The little boy couldn't help flirting, coughed, and stuttered, "Too, too casual, not good enough for you... What about your previous life? Do you have a name, or a quack nickname—"

Wen Ya thought for a while, then sighed softly: "Remember, senior brother and senior sister used to call me Ayan, Yan along the coast."

It is also the edge of the step grass.

Zhu Yu is the step grass, the first of the nine peaks of Lingshan Mountain, and the names are all exotic flowers and plants in the "Shan Hai Jing".Wen Zhuyu has a bad life, a wandering background, lack of clothing and food when he was young, and almost died, so his teacher changed his name to Zhu Yu. The fairy grass that is said to be hungry, also hopes that he will have more auspiciousness and be happy every year.The senior brothers and sisters thought that Zhu Yu's name was not easy to pronounce, so they took the nickname Ayan.

Later, he traveled to replace the original Wen Zhuyu, and inherited his memories along with it. At one time, he felt that he was no different from the monster who seized the house, and that he should not be under the care of his senior brothers and sisters.Once he plucked up the courage to tell his senior sister to know, but his senior doctor Xiu Sha Tang asked him if he still remembered the old things when he was young.

Wen Ya said that he remembered that his senior brother and sister took him to hunt fruit in the mountains, and went to the mountain to light up lanterns to eat red bean Yuanxiao. He was weak, and his senior sister never let him eat more, and only gave him four per bowl.

Sha Tang stood in the white smoke curling up in front of the medicine hut, holding flowers and laughing, uttering only eight words.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, a butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Wen Ya burst into tears suddenly, and only now did he realize that there is no other Wen Zhuyu here, he has always been Wen Zhuyu.

That's right, he is also a child who has been treasured by others, and his nickname is A Yan.But later, he was ashamed of his teacher and left alone, and no one called A Yan anymore. After so many years, he himself forgot.

Makino read it slowly, "Ayan."

Wen Ya's eyes turned red, and he smiled and said "um".

Makino sat up, hugged him firmly, stroked him gently from the back of the neck along the spine, and called again, "Ayan."

"You were unhappy in the morning, and I won't force you, but you can say it anytime you want. Don't believe whoever says you're not attractive, you have to believe what I say - from now on, you will be the most attractive in our family Painful child."

Wen Ya went back to the hotel in the afternoon, and the filming will officially start tomorrow, so he has to go through the script carefully.

He settled down to read the script, and saw it was past three o'clock page by page. He glanced at his phone, only to find that the little director he knew when he was shooting commercials added a few days ago sent him a new message, "Dude, tremble!" Go! You may become the first actor to sell a commercial drawing in recent years!"

Wen Ya replied: "?"

"Did you help me sell the picture I painted when I was shooting the advertisement [cover face]?"

The young director replied after a while: "I used the painting in the finished film, and made two sets of the finished film and handed them over to watch. The sponsor's father liked it very much."

"Now the patron's father wants to buy it, and wants to use it on the outer packaging of the eyeshadow palette. The original peony is still used for the simple version. The hardcover is limited to [-] sets. Use your "Mountain Gradually Green", and I should contact you soon."

Wen Ya:! ! !

Wen Ya was a little surprised and surprised, "This is okay?! I didn't finish the painting, I only painted the mountain, and the pine trees, strange rocks and rivers below are not painted yet."

The little director replied with three face-covering expressions, "I guess they don't know much about painting, but they think that the blue and green ones are the same color as the eyeshadow palette, and the paintings are better, and they look more atmospheric than peony."

Wen Ya laughed, and replied: "Thank you so much [Bao Fist], if you use it in the feature film, the donor's father won't be able to see it, no matter how much you get in the end, we will share it [-]-[-]."

The little director replied three more times covering his face, "You are too real, it is obviously your painting that is good. When you return to Beijing later, just treat me to dinner."

A few minutes later, a new friend application popped up on the phone, and the message noted Zhizhuang Product Department.

Zhizhuang is indeed a big brand of domestic products, and the work efficiency is also high. Soon, the project leader sent him the contract for the transfer of the copyright of the drawing to him for review, and also told him how much the price is negotiable.Wen Ya didn't understand very well. Fortunately, Li Le's friend was a law student. A little boy in the dormitory helped him read it carefully, and made a few minor revisions to him. The other party sincerely wanted to buy it, so he agreed I made a concession and promised to resend the revised contract tomorrow.

Wen Ya looked at the contract again, although he hadn't received the transfer, but just looking at the figures, he still felt gloomy, and couldn't help sighing that money is the first driving force, and he couldn't avoid this vulgarity even if he continued to practice for another 100 years. .

Li Le grabbed the phone and sighed, "Brother, if you stop acting, you can sell paintings for a living, I'll be the manager!"

Wen Ya sent him two red envelopes, one for him and one for his friend, got up and patted his head, amusedly said, "It's not that easy for pies to fall from the sky every now and then, but not every day?"

Before the voice fell, the phone received a new message reminder.

Wen Ya lowered his head and took a look. The message came from Xiong Mintong: "Wen Ya, the world is in an emergency. The pen I am looking for can't make it through today, so we can't wait for him. Do you have time to come over and write some calligraphy, Ming and Qing Palaces, West District , you will get a big red envelope when you come over."

Wen Ya: "..." Although he can't take the money, it's really easy to make money now.

Xiong Mintong has always taken care of him, and it is his duty to help him if he needs help, so he replied a message and took Li Le to the Ming and Qing palaces to help.

It was just getting dark at this moment, and it was raining in Hengdian in the morning, and the sky was gray and gloomy. Unexpectedly, it cleared up in the evening, with a pink glow, which was unexpectedly beautiful.

Xiong Mintong's assistant picked them up and explained with a smile: "Sister Tong's obsessive-compulsive disorder, I found a pen to replace it, and said it couldn't write; I found another one, and said it was because the hands were too short and thick. No, I finally got a suitable one, and I couldn’t keep up. We only shoot for three days, and the time is too tight.”

When I came to the MV set, I saw that although it was in the Ming and Qing palaces, there were bicycles, wicker chairs, and clothes hanging in the yard in a smoky manner.

Xiong Mintong has a ponytail, no makeup, and black-rimmed glasses. She is still pretty, but now she looks more like a big sister. Seeing him coming, she was relieved, handed the coffee to the assistant, walked up to him and said with a smile: " Nothing has gone well in the past two days, and you are the most reliable."

She led him over and said as she walked, "I wanted to find a courtyard house in Beijing. Now you know the courtyard house in Beijing. The cost of renting it is high, and the owner won't let you move anything. It's a shame to find such two children." Beautiful, but I can't understand the words, and I can't understand it no matter how much I teach, it really hurts in the head—"

Wen Ya smiled and comforted, "Great director, it takes a long time, and the finished film will definitely be great."

When they walked into the house, they saw two young children about seventeen or eighteen years old, both wearing shirts with a sense of time, sitting aside, and the staff of the lighting team were adjusting the lighting outside the old-fashioned lattice windows, so that the indoor light was closer to the state during the day.A gentle and thin man was standing with a tall, bearded man, chatting in a low voice, Xiong Mintong said: "By the way, let me introduce you, this is my husband, this is Li Wuliu and Director Li , you should have heard of it."

Wen Ya nodded subconsciously, and then recognized it. The older one on the right was the director Li Wuliu. Mr. Wuliu's Wuliu was either a pseudonym or his real name.This person has made many films with romantic and weird styles. Both commercial films and award-winning literary films are classics. Among the sixth-generation directors in China, his achievements are relatively dazzling. A movie is Li Wuliu's famous work.

He said hello, thinking that such a big director would be very serious, but he didn't expect Li Wuliu to laugh when he saw him and said, "Hi, little fellow, I've heard of you too."

The accent is a bit heavy, and it sounds like he came from Liaoning.

However, Mr. Wuliu said that if they are brothers, why should they be relatives.All Northeast people are fellow villagers, so what's wrong with that?