Inner entertainment first vase

There are a total of six or seven vehicles in the crew, including two equipment engineering vehicles, and the other is off-road for the cast and crew. Ke Yu and Cheng Cheng have their own commercial vehicles.After arriving at the destination, there was a large group of people, and the master was busy unloading the equipment. Ke Yu was dizzy and did not forget to give Shang Lu a look——

what happened!Before he introduced Tang Zhuo, he appeared first!

There was a faint smile in Shang Lu's eyes, and his eyes swept over him and then moved away, like feathers falling on his arms, making people lightly itchy.

The director of photography, old Fu, greeted him earlier than Ke Yu: "He came earlier than me."

He is a well-known shadow finger in the industry and has cooperated with Li Shan many times. Tang Zhuo relies on his opinion very much.Shanglu bowed humbly: "Mr. Fu is good."

Ke Yu: "?"

Shang Lu lowered his head and let out a laugh, Old Fu followed his gaze, "Oh, that's Teacher Ke, is this the first time you've seen him?"

Shanglu said "um", "This is the first time I see you."

Ke Yu's eyes were cold and expressionless.

fraud.

recidivist.

The old Fu took him to greet Ke Yu: "Mr. Ke, this is Shanglu, the child of a friend. He is interested in photography. I just happen to be here. Come and learn as an assistant."

Shang Lu tilted his head and pursed his lips halfway: "Mr. Ke, I am your fan."

Ke Yu said coldly, "Oh." He called Sheng Guoer, and stretched out his hand: "Marker pen."

Sheng Guo'er took out the pen from her bag and handed it over. There was a "boo", as if she didn't pull out the pen, but a knife. "hand."

Ke Yu stretched out his hand in his trouser pocket, and coldly pulled it over, and signed the flamboyant word "Small Island" on the trendy jacket.

For more than 6 coats, the celebrity would rather borrow from the brand or the studio to wear it once in the airport street shoot. The old man was stunned by the indescribably strange atmosphere. Gulu swallowed and looked at Ke Yu, Look at Shanglu again.

Without blinking, Ke Yu asked, "Do you like it?"

Shanglu smiled slightly: "I like it, I will frame it when I get home."

The village sits deep, and there are many good hotels in Lijiang, but the production team was short on time, and it was troublesome to come and go, so they simply built five Naxi courtyards in the village, which were originally operated as inns, and the conditions were not comparable to anything Star-rated hotel, but the bedding and linen are very high-quality, not to mention the colorful flowers, the stream from the snow-capped mountains passing by in front of the courtyard, and the large bougainvillea are brilliant and strong. After work, you can drink tea and walk the dog in the courtyard. There is really nothing wrong with basking in the sun.

After a tiring day, production director Lao Du offered cigarettes one by one, asking everyone to go to bed early and start work tomorrow morning.The accommodation has been arranged in advance. Except for Tang Zhuo, Ke Yu, and Cheng Cheng, everyone else is in a double room. Shang Lu temporarily joined and placed an order. All the yards are full. Lao Du quietly looked at the director's yard Well, there are vacancies, there are, the key is to get a bit of a temper, just afraid of who will disagree.Taking advantage of the smoke to let the wind out, Lao Du leaned over, and Ke Yu held the cigarette between his hands: "Why, the child has no place to live?"

Shang Lu was brought by Old Fu, and Old Du was used to watching and ordering dishes. If Old Fu didn't have enough face, he wouldn't bother to bother.Immediately smiled and said: "I'm here temporarily, I'm alone. It doesn't mean there are vacancies in the courtyard of the three of you."

Cheng Cheng is easy to talk, squinting at Shanglu while smoking a cigarette: "I have no objection to such a handsome brother."

Shanglu doesn't smoke, and stands a little far away, but he can clearly hear every word they say.He didn't feel uncomfortable about being discussed face to face, and even nodded politely and calmly to Cheng Cheng.

"Then... Teacher Ke?"

Lao Du knew that as long as Ke Yu had no objection, Tang Zhuo would definitely have no objection.

Ke Yu put his arms around his chest and dusted off the cigarette ash with his drooping hands: "Can my brother smoke?"

"will not."

Ke Yu tossed a cigarette over, and Shang Lu was in a hurry to catch it, startled, realizing that Ke Yu was taking revenge on him, and his eyes fell helplessly.

Ke Yu took a puff, and the smoke dissipated in the twilight: "After smoking this cigarette, I agree."

Shanglu looked at him, and slowly put the cigarette into his mouth, "In this case, Teacher Ke will teach me."

The tall figure slowly passed through the smoke and approached Ke Yu.

Lao Du coughed and pulled him in a low voice: "How can you ask Mr. Ke to light a cigarette for you? Children don't understand any rules, no matter how big or small..."

"It's okay." Ke Yu stretched out his palm, "Lighter."

Lao Du hurriedly handed it over, and the stainless steel lighter twirled skillfully between Ke Yu's fingers, and the lid snapped open.As the flames ignited, Shanglu lowered his head slightly, and at the same time smelled the perfume and tobacco on Ke Yu's wrist, and heard the other party's lazy command: "Suck."

Inhaling in one breath, Phytophthora coughed violently.

Cheng Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Dao, are you a bully?"

Ke Yu smiled slightly: "How does it taste?"

Shang Lu's obedient answering questions came up again: "It's not very good."

As soon as the words fell, the cigarette that was smacking around his mouth was sucked away.Ke Yu conveniently pinched it at the corner, "Stop, I have no objection."

The old juniper breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Shang Lu a push: "Thank you, Teacher Ke, soon!"

Shang Lu looked at his back as he walked away, without saying a word, Ke Yu raised his arms lazily: "You're welcome."

Sheng Guoer thoughtfully packed his luggage for him. The scripts, post-it notes and pens were placed on the bedside table according to the old rules. When someone went upstairs, the little girl asked coyly, "Who is the new one today?"

"Which one?"

"Just the one you signed."

Ke Yu looked at her with great interest, and knowingly asked, "Mr. Fu? Don't you know her?"

Sheng Guoer was anxious, "What! It's the one next to him!"

Ke Yu laughed, "His assistant."

Sheng Guoer helped him hang up his clothes, her voice was a little nervous: "Did you say he is single?"

"How do I know?" Ke Yu thought about it: "May I ask for you? No, he lives in our yard. Find a chance to ask yourself?"

"No, no, no," Sheng Guoer hesitated, "I just think he's handsome and I'm just curious. I have a hipster phobia, and I'll be hypoxic within one meter of him!"

Ke Yu sighed, sitting on the balcony drinking tea and reciting lines was not in a good mood.

...a messy thing.

Shanglu's room was on the first floor, facing his direction.Carved window gauze paper, the orange light reveals a figure.The figure walks back and forth, puts clothes away, closes the suitcase, throws the laptop on the bed, and stands by the window to make a phone call, leaving Ke Yu with a tall and straight silhouette.

After drinking a cup of tea, Sheng Guoer stumbled and exclaimed, "Drink it if you don't watch it! You'll get edema!"

Ke Yu picked up the teapot: "Make it again."

The paper lanterns painted with orchid grass were hanging down, he turned a page of the script, Fei Zai felt that he fell in love with Sister Fei, but he was not sure if it was love or desire.

Shang Lu made a long call on the phone, from inside to outside the house, and when he raised his eyes, Ke Yu was reading the script with his lowered eyes engrossed.

The long balcony is empty, only he is there, the night is silent, people are quieter than night, the lanterns are bright, people are cleaner than light.Shang Lu looked at it for two seconds, and then said to the other end of the phone, "Hang up." Shang Mingbao was taken aback, realizing that he had been abandoned by his brother again.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and Sheng Guoer saw the male guest who was both excited and frightened appeared in the corridor, she was so startled that the water spilled out and burned the back of her hand, and she couldn't say a word: "You you you you How did you come up?"

She lowered her head in frustration... such a freshman, real and handsome guy, even her legs felt weak.

Without raising his head, Ke Yu guessed who it was from Sheng Guoer's unpromising energy, "Go down."

Shang Lu handed out his mobile phone, and there was a QR code on it: "Add friends."

Sheng Guoer was stunned.

Ke Yu was silent for a second, then picked up the script, "Did Teacher Fu ask you to add it?" He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, scanned the QR code under Sheng Guoer's bewildered gaze, and sent a friend request.

To die, for many years, only others have been waiting for him to pass. When did he send the application to others?

The wind picked up and the lanterns swayed.

Sheng Guoer watched people go downstairs and across the yard, and asked in a daze, "Strange, why did Mr. Fu ask him to add you on WeChat?"

Ke Yu was holding the teacup with a guilty conscience: "Maybe it is convenient to communicate with me about the camera."

When I got out of the shower, I saw that the other party sent two messages in a row. The first one was probably the automatic greeting after the set friend passed: "Hello, I'm Phytolaca."

The second one is very helpless: "I said I will come to the crew, this time I didn't lie to you."

Ke Yu brushed his hair and sent him a smiling expression.

Shang Lu: "You are indeed more difficult to coax than Shang Mingbao."

"What kind of assistant are you here for? Are you full?"

The photography assistant is not only moving the tripod, moving the lens case, moving the apple box and pushing the track, but also the daily life of the handheld camera and the camera finger.Can he use only a mobile phone and a stabilizer to complete shots with extremely high artistic and language standards, and use it to do chores on the set?Old Fu may not be able to catch his eyes even if he holds the mirror himself!

Shanglu only replied with four words: "Studio ecology."

Ke Yu was slightly taken aback.He has studied abroad for many years, and he treats people in the Western way. The crew on the set is like the rivers and lakes. It is fun to have money, but it may not be able to play well. Way to go, how about Laodu being more slippery than loach?That's all the experience of the rivers and lakes from the bottom of the crew for many years.To be skilled in human nature is to have a pair of piercing eyes, but how many times must the piercing eyes be refined in the alchemy furnace?

Shang Lu is rich and talented, and he doesn't know how to write the word "grievance" at all. He is such a director who controls the overall situation.

It can be done to this extent for the movie.

"Of course, it's mainly for you. I have a storyboard script in my hand. It's not enough. If you don't mind, you can shoot the script for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"It seems that you really want to help me."

"You are a talented actor, and most importantly, you are my actor. Teacher Ke, I don't mind repeating this sentence until you promise me one day."

Ke Yu squeezed the medicine bottle tightly.

He met a psychiatrist yesterday afternoon, and his self-statement, which he could blurt out like a line, did not fool him. Shen Yu congratulated him happily: "Your depression has eased. This time I will give you a lighter medicine. Hydrobromide The phthalopram tablet is broken first."

"I--"

"Hypnotized so many times, only this time you are happy, like having a good dream."

No, these are not important, what is important is citalopram hydrobromide tablets...

Already empty.

He rummaged through the medicine chest, but only found five pills.The pill box shook slightly, making a hollow crashing sound.

There are only five slices.

Not enough...Ke Yu leaned on the screen and took a deep breath.The dizziness caused by the high reaction continued, his temples hurt, and his heart felt constricted, making it difficult to breathe.

There are more than five difficult scenes to perform.

He is an actor with birth defects, how can he act without these medicines?

The closed eyes were opened again, and the bright yellow light burned a golden flower on the retina. Looking at the "talented actor" on the screen, he pursed his lips mockingly.

Well, since you're so persistent—

"Then try."