model king

Shen Yue's decision was not too prudent, on the way there, he kept thinking about what excuse to use to meet Mu Ke, and how to persuade him.

According to the schedule given to him by Shao Wen, when Shen Yue arrived, Mu Ke was filming, and there were still several scenes with Jiang Yusen.

Today’s shooting location is in a well-preserved Ming and Qing building by the river. The scene is mainly shot on the second floor. The returned painter is painting in the attic, and the boy is sitting on the floor chatting with him. The dialogue is also very simple.

"Do you like gorgon cake?"

"like."

"Do you like taro in sugar water?"

"like."

"Do you like to write?"

"like."

"It's really noisy outside in Xia Tian. It's so noisy that Auntie can't sleep well at night. Will you be bothered?"

"Nope."

"I saw that your small bucket was dirty, and I wanted to wash it for you, but Auntie couldn't touch Mr.'s things."

"Thank you."

"Do you like this place? There is your favorite Gorgon fruit cake, sweetened taro, and you don't mind disturbing people's sleep. You like this place very much, right?"

"Of course I like it."

The very simple scenes and dialogues are the exploration and progress of the two protagonists' feelings.Mu Ke was very out of shape, familiar with the lines, but he spoke dryly, and couldn't take a few shots.

"...How many times have I told you! Eyes should be a little more eager, and you can see for yourself what the playback is all about. Feelings have to change. You have to express them in these few minutes so that others can feel them!"

When Shen Yue reached the periphery, he heard the director scolding people. Judging from the tone and content, he was definitely not scolding Jiang Yusen, then he must be scolding Mu Ke.

The field manager saw someone coming in and was about to speak to chase him away, but when he looked closely, he saw that it was the Second Young Master, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he trot over to say hello to him.

Shen Yue said that he came here to take a look casually, and told him not to disturb the director.

The director scolded Mu Ke a few words and asked him to think about it. Mu Ke took the water from Shao Wen and was not in the mood to drink it. He squatted in the corner and studied his script.

Shen Yue hid behind the scenery board and watched him secretly, there was nothing he could do to help him at this moment.

Shen Zhuo asked him that time, did you consider his feelings when you looked down on him like this?He thought about it for a long time afterwards, he loved him, and wished to give him the best of everything in the world, but there were some things that Mu Ke could only learn and experience by himself.

No matter how much he loves Mu Ke, he can only watch himself get through it from a distance, trying to find a way to break through himself.

Shen Yue was thinking, and suddenly saw Jiang Yusen walking over and saying something to Mu Ke, the little white rabbit smiled instantly, and replied a little shyly, Jiang Yusen took the script and took the script and told him something.

Not long after, the director called for preparations, and Shen Yue silently walked over to watch the screen on the monitor.

The barefoot boy was sitting on the floor, looking up at the painter. The air was quiet, and the floating dust was rising and falling in the sunlight. The boy felt that the drawing board was blocking him and he could not see the painter, so he moved his butt clumsily.

Probably because the atmosphere in this space was too dull, the boy who couldn't sit still asked, "Do you like Gorgon fruit cake?"

The painter looked at him sideways from the drawing board, smiled and said, "I like it."

The boy was very happy, and moved to his side again, looking up at him, "Do you like sweet potato?"

With a smile on the corner of the painter's mouth, he replied, "I like it."

The boy smiled, looked at the incomprehensible picture on his canvas and asked him, "Do you like writing?"

The painter looked at him with tender eyes, "I like it."

The young man smiled shyly and shyly, lowered his head, and said, "It's really noisy outside in Xia Tian, ​​it's so noisy that Auntie can't sleep well at night, will you be bothered?"

The painter was attracted by such a young man who talked about trivial matters in detail, and his drawing speed slowed down, but the answer was still a few words, "No."

The young man had already moved to his feet, staring at him fearlessly, "I saw that your small bucket was dirty, and I wanted to wash it for you, but Auntie can't touch Mr.'s things."

The painter put down his brush and patted his head, "Thank you."

The young man blushed, and asked eagerly and cautiously, "Do you like this place? There is your favorite gorgon fruit cake, sweetened taro, and you don't mind disturbing people's sleep. You like this place very much, right?"

The painter still smiled and said, "Of course I like it."