Blooming on the ground

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Xuan Nian sat in front of the monitor in a daze. He was completely immersed in the play, and was brought into complicated and chaotic memories by the performance of the two leading actors, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

In this scene, Fang Mufeng was almost acting in silence, his whole face was not happy, he was verbally pushing Fu Bai out forcefully, but his eyes were suffering and loving.Yan Huanchao's acting skills can be retracted freely, smoothly completing the natural switching between surprise, anger, pain, despair and other emotions.

The two actors acted for each other, and their performance was evenly matched and full of tension. The emotions of the audience were always affected by them. Totally collapsed.

It took a while for Xuan Nian to come back to his senses. He got up, said "take a break for 10 minutes", and then walked straight outside the studio.

Worse than Xuan Nian was Fang Mufeng. As soon as Xuan Nian yelled to stop, he sat on the ground paralyzed against the door, tears like a flood that lacked a dike, and he couldn't stop it.

After performing this scene, he immediately felt that a large piece of his body had been eaten away, and the wound was hollow and bleeding, no matter how he filled it up, it would not be enough.

On the set, all the staff members were either busy with the next scene or chatting around in small groups, but he was the only one who was immersed in Guan Minghang's world and burst into tears, and the excitement or busyness around him had nothing to do with him.

Cheng Min checked the clip just now, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Mufeng like this.

The person in front of him was Fang Mufeng, but it didn't seem to be all of them. It was as if Guan Minghang was borrowing Fang Mufeng's body to vent his suppressed emotions.

Cheng Min is someone who has experienced it. It is normal for an actor to be unable to stop the car with emotions like this. The best way is to let him vent.

Actors are just ordinary people with seven emotions and six desires. Although their job is to play with their emotions, emotions do not come and go as they say, no matter how many skills they have, they cannot get rid of the erosion of emotions on the self.

It's not that the surrounding staff didn't notice Fang Mufeng's strangeness, but this battle was a bit scary, and no one dared to step forward rashly, except Yan Huanchao.

The first thing he did when he came out of the play was to see Fang Mufeng. Sure enough, Fang Mufeng sat alone in a corner, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Huanchao knelt down in front of Fang Mufeng, carefully cupped his face, and wet his palms with tears.

"Mu Feng, look at me." He said softly.

The moment the two looked at each other, Fang Mufeng's misty eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he called out uncertainly: "... Fu Bai."

Yan Huan frowned, and then sighed, half kneeling on the ground, gently embraced him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his hair.

Under Yan Huanchao's reassurance, Fang Mufeng gradually calmed down, walked out of Guan Minghang's state, and realized that he had just passed his emotions.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Yan." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Yan Huanchao's clothes were wet on his chest, and he wrinkled his nose guiltily, which was a little cute.

Yan Huanchao pulled Fang Mufeng up from the ground, and wiped the tears on his face with a tissue: "Do you feel better?"

Fang Mufeng was still a little dazed and stared, then nodded, "Okay."

Yan Huan made a joke in his eyes: "That's great?"

"Okay, okay," Fang Muqiang cheered up, and quickly took the tissue from him, "I can do it myself, thank you Teacher Yan."

Yan Huanchao smiled, watched him wipe away his tears, then turned and left to prepare for his last scene.

Fang Mufeng stayed where he was, reminiscing about the fact that he had been confused with Fu Bai just now, and was annoyed - he still couldn't control his emotions well and was too involved in acting.

He hadn't gotten out of the state of the previous scene, and then he had to watch the scene where Fu Bai was sad after breaking up, and the turbulent emotions that belonged to Guan Minghang immediately returned to his carbine.

That night, Fu Bai was preparing tomorrow's lesson plan in his bedroom, and the tape recorder on the desk was playing an unnamed piano piece.At this time, he had been away from Beicheng for several years, and returned to his hometown to obtain a teacher qualification certificate. He worked as a language teacher in a cram school in a small county town, taking care of his grandmother and mother.

He was busy all day long, and his life was not good, but it was not bad, it was just that people would inevitably forget things after a long time, and he never mentioned about those days in Beicheng.

A student asked him what Beicheng was like. He was silent for a long time, then smiled in relief and forgot.

I really forgot.

Forget a big dream he's had for years.

All love and hate are in the past, from the moment he realized that he would never be able to realize his ideal, from the moment Guan Minghang said he wanted to leave him.

He should really forget everything, just like Beicheng completely forgot him.

At this moment, the piano music came to an abrupt end, and the tape recorder made a rattling sound. Fu Bai, who was working at his desk, raised his head suspiciously and picked up the tape recorder to check.

The tape was intact, and so was the tape recorder, and he put the tape back in the machine and pressed play.

The noise continued, but within a few seconds, a familiar and vague singing voice came out suddenly, intermittently: "A long time ago, you owned me, I owned you, a long time ago, you left me to fly far into the sky..."

Still out of tune, still exuding inexplicable confidence, singing a song and being responsible for changing the song on the spot.

Fu Bai was stunned for a few seconds, then burst out laughing at the singing, his mouth was smiling, but his eyes were raining.

Back then when he was talking about his so-called dream on the rooftop, he couldn't help laughing at that person who sang out of tune. The person was unconvinced and immediately dug out a half-old second-hand tape recorder from the house and recorded his singing to prove that he was indeed in tune.

So this song stayed in this music tape all the time, and accompanied Fu Bai to leave Beicheng and return home, until today he had a whim, dug out this tape and listened to it again.

"Although it's raining in the sky, I'm still waiting for your return date, I'm still waiting for your return date..."

It turned out that he never forgot, even if Beicheng forgot him, even if that person was no longer there.

Fu Bai hugged the tape recorder in his arms and wailed loudly, tears streaming down his face, crying so helplessly and heartbreakingly.

The small sandcastle built by children painstakingly fell apart in the strong wind and huge waves, and finally fell down.

Yan Huanchao chose to cry like a child, crying unrestrainedly and without image. This so-called "out of control" is very contagious.From the beginning of the movie, Fu Bai has a almost taciturn personality, and he is in a state of depression most of the time in his career and relationships. In a sense, the "stop acting" all the time is to pave the way for the "out of control" at this moment.

Outside the camera, Fang Mufeng was also crying.Yan Huanchao's performance made him believe in this situation, and it was hard for him not to be touched and put himself into Guan Minghang.

As soon as the play was over, Yan Huanchao followed his gaze, and he saw Fang Mufeng's tearful eyes again.

Yan Huanchao seemed to be walking towards him, but was stopped by several staff members who came to present flowers and ask for a group photo and hug.

So far, all of Fu Bai's scenes have been filmed, and Yan Huanchao has officially wrapped up.

Fang Mufeng looked at Yan Huanchao who was surrounded by people from a distance, wondering if he should go there too.Four months is just a blink of an eye, regardless of personal relationships, he has gained a lot from Yan Huanchao.

Without thinking for a few seconds, he took a step forward, crossed the crowd and held his hand: "Congratulations, Mr. Yan, thank you for your care."

These words seem to be polite, but they are full of Fang Mufeng's sincerity. When they separated, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, mixed with factors such as dependence and reluctance, like Guan Minghang's to Fu Bai, and Fang Mufeng's to Yan Huanchao.

Yan Huanchao didn't speak, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was different from Fu Bai's restrained smile, or the polite smile he used to deal with others.

Fang Mufeng was fascinated for a moment, watching the smile gradually enlarge in front of his eyes, and then he was wrapped into a warm embrace.

Not long after, Yan Huanchao let go of his embrace, wiped away the tears from the corners of Fang Mufeng's eyes with his thumb, and pinched the corners of his drooping mouth playfully, and said, "Readjust your emotions, you know?"

Before Fang Mufeng could answer, he raised his eyes and saw a person walking towards them, and the surrounding staff consciously gave way to that person.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Ling Chuan.

Ling Chuan is about the same age as him, but his fame and place are not in the same weight class.He became a household name before he was an adult, and made money that ordinary people could not earn in eight lifetimes.Born as a child star like him, he was cute and smart when he was young. Not only did he grow up smoothly all the way into a handsome and handsome man, but he also successfully transformed into a celebrity. You may not be able to find a few in the circle with lanterns.

In the previous life, Fang Mufeng and Ling Chuan were not in the same social circle, nor did they have a direct competitive relationship in their careers. There was no relationship between them.He never imagined that it would be this person who punctured his beautiful illusion later on. It was Ling Chuan who told Fang Mufeng that Yan Jingshan had Bai Yueguang in his heart, and he was just a substitute.

Thinking about it carefully, Ling Chuan can be regarded as half of his benefactor in this matter.

What Ling Chuan is wearing today is just the basic style. The color and style of the clothes are very simple, but his behavior is like a big star, as if there are stage lights shining on him everywhere he goes.

"Teacher's acting skills are as good as ever." Ling Chuan walked straight towards them, with a bright smile on his unusually handsome face, the person was more dazzling than what he saw on the screen, and the whole room was also lit up.

Yan Huanchao's expression was very calm: "Here we come."

Ling Chuan stared at Yan Huanchao with sparkling eyes and focused eyes, and he couldn't hide his tenderness either in his eyes or in his words: "Well, I'm a guest star in a nearby crew today, so I just came to see you, and I didn't expect to catch up with the filming. "

Yan Huanchao just let out an emotional "hmm", and Ling Chuan's eyes pressed on warmly, with admiration overflowing from the corners of his eyes and brows, but he blocked it back with a lukewarm attitude.

As a third party present, Fang Mufeng had no intention of being a background board, and was planning to say hello and leave after politeness.

These two people come and go, if he really can't see the clues, his previous life will be in vain.Among other things, at least Ling Chuan has a heart for Yan Huanchao as a goddess. As for whether King Xiang has a dream, that is another matter.

His words were still brewing, Ling Chuan spoke first, he seemed to remember that there was someone beside him, finally he was willing to focus on Fang Mufeng, and asked: "Teacher Yan, who is this?"

In fact, the two of them had met before. They were arranged to sit at the same table at a certain charity party, and they had exchanged names and chatted with each other, so they could be regarded as acquaintances.Looking at Ling Chuan's reaction now, most people only think that he is a nobleman who forgets things, and if he is a little more careful, he may think that he did it on purpose, insinuating that Fang Mufeng is not famous and has a low status, and he is not worthy of his big star's reassurance.

Fang Mufeng didn't care much about this. How others treat him is their business and has nothing to do with him.

"Mu Feng is the male lead in the movie, he is a good kid."

When Yan Huanchao introduced to Ling Chuan, his gaze was always on Fang Mufeng's face, without desire or expression, only pure appreciation.

Following Yan Huan's gaze towards the south, Ling Chuan cast another glance at Fang Mufeng.

Fang Mufeng felt uncomfortable for no reason. He avoided Yan Huanchao's direct gaze, stretched out his hand to Ling Chuan, and said politely: "Fang Mufeng, nice to meet you."

Ling Chuan looked at Yan Huanchao, and then smiled and stretched out his hand to shake back: "Mr. Yan is rarely praised, and I hope to have the opportunity to work together in the future."

Fang Mufeng also responded with a decent smile: "Mr. Yan's praise, I hope I can learn from Mr. Ling in the future."

When Yan Huanchao heard this, he raised his sword eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth.

Fang Mufeng can roughly guess what he is laughing at. He is usually not big or small in front of him, and from time to time he puts on a nonchalant indifference, but he will hold back his edge in front of other people.

People have been in the circle for a long time, even if they don't think so in their hearts, they still have to pretend to be grandchildren.Fang Mufeng did this to save himself trouble and to spend more time on acting.

Yan Huanchao is well-maintained and low-key, he doesn't have the so-called airs of seniors, and he doesn't notice the age difference between them when they get along on weekdays.It was the "child" just now that made Fang Mufeng suddenly realize that there was a ten-year difference between the two of them. In his previous life, he even followed Yan Jingshan to call him "uncle".

Now he is not only entangled with his uncles, but also has to fight his admirers, which feels both delicate and helpless.