After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

The group of performers swarmed forward, and the little book boy who had just opened the door was "killed" in front of the door before he could react. Several camera positions at the gate perfectly captured the beginning of the massacre.

The door was knocked open with a "boom", and the group performers rushed into each room, and the two camera teachers quickly followed up. The textured picture and the sound effects added in the later stage - according to the photography level of the crew and the post-production Technology must be able to highlight the tragedy of this extermination case.

But Hang Yang only stayed in the courtyard of Fangzhai, holding a cane in one hand, half leaning on an old tree in the courtyard that was nearly surrounded by three people.His eyes were closed tightly, his face was clear again, and his whole figure seemed to be torn apart from the tragedies that were happening around him - giving people an almost absurd sense of tranquility.

Finally, a group of people led an old couple staggeringly to Hang Yang.

"Kneel down!" The small captain who was helping the tiger was full of momentum.

"Someone on our side kneels down to the world, kneels down to the emperor, kneels down to the ancestors, how can there be any reason to kneel down to such a rootless eunuch!" The old actor who played Fang Hongzhen was born with an upright and vicissitudes of life face, and his handling of roles such as "I would rather bend than bend" can be described as With perfect fire, he stalked his neck and smashed a mouthful at Hang Yang, really like a loyal man with strong bones.

When the camera turned around, a close-up shot of Hang Yang was shown——

The scenes, personnel, and emotions are all perfectly prepared, and the rest depends on whether Hang Yang's performance can push this scene to a new height, but the lines arranged by the screenwriter for this key point are still as usual. Purely relying on "eye skills"... Can Hang Yang do it?

In the crowd, behind the monitors, even the usually calm road guide unconsciously held his breath at this moment.

In the silence, almost only the sound of the wind can be heard.

Hang Yang finally opened his eyelids leisurely. He really showed the essence of Ye Zhang's physical condition in this period. Every gesture has an indescribable sense of effort, but he will not move too slowly to make the audience feel procrastinated.

Holding on to his crutches, he straightened up and walked slowly to the old couple from the other party's family step by step. He could see that most of his weight was leaning on the wood in his hand, but he stubbornly refused the two young eunuchs who came to help him.

Hang Yang stood still in front of them, Master Fang was still cursing, his words sounded like a bell, and he was much more angry than the young "Ye Zhang".But the old woman beside him stretched out her hand tremblingly and grabbed the hem of Hang Yang's clothes. She raised her head, two lines of tears were shed in her cloudy eyes, and she held the child in her arms high with a pair of skinny hands: "My lord... leave this child alone, he is not yet one year old..."

The old actor next to him suddenly turned his head and stared angrily: "What are you doing! We, Fang Hongru, would rather die than bow to a traitor!"

Hang Yang, as if he didn't hear it, squatted down slowly and laboriously, his eyes like stagnant water rippled a little - this child is so similar to himself back then...

As time passed by, the experience of more than ten years flashed in his mind, and "Ye Zhang" was in a trance for a moment: when he was young, the whole family was wronged and killed, but now he has climbed up to such a position with humiliation, going around, but when The executioner who killed others.

Even though all the organs have gone so far, it is nothing more than a quick knife in hand.

This is probably retribution.

The corner of Hang Yang's mouth trembled slightly, showing a pale smile that was uglier than crying.

There was a sound of exclamation from behind the monitor at the same time, and Lu Qiu clenched his hands: "Stable!"

But in the next moment, Hang Yang suddenly stretched out his thin hand, and gently stroked the hair on the child's forehead.

Director Liu who was sitting on the side was stunned, and looked at Lu Qiu: "Following the script..."

"Hush," Lu Qiu didn't even look at him, "Shut up, continue."

Playing Fang's housewife is also an experienced old supporting role, and she immediately continued to play along.

The woman's desperate eyes suddenly burst into hope. She held the child in her arms, her arms were shaking, and she whispered over and over again: "My lord? My lord?"

As if doing so would awaken a little bit of the demon's humanity.

Hang Yang didn't speak, didn't look at her, just stroked the top of the child's head gently over and over again, and took the crying boy from the woman's hand.

His body is thinner than a dying dead wood, holding a half-sized child, his whole body is precarious, but the eyes that look at the child are soft.

"Don't be afraid," Hang Yang covered the child's eyes and coaxed in a low voice, "don't be afraid."

Probably because his voice was too soft, the child really stopped crying.

A cold light flashed from Hang Yang's sleeves—the blood bag on the child's neck was cut.

Lu Qiu yelled into the walkie-talkie: "Closer!"

From far to near, the bright red "blood" drips down Hang Yang's white to almost transparent side face, like a manjusawa flower, flirtatious and in full bloom.

He put the child's "corpse" neatly under a laurel tree in the courtyard, and slowly stood up while leaning on the tree trunk.

He looked up at the sky, covered his mouth and nose with his long sleeve and coughed heart-piercingly for a while, then turned around and staggered slowly towards the gate of the house.

"Adjust the seat!" Lu Qiu scolded into the walkie-talkie, "Shooting sideways! Pull away, shoot back, shoot back!"

The sky is approaching the evening, and the red glow on the edge of the clouds is very beautiful. The back view of the camera going away from Hang Yang is directly followed by an empty shot, giving this long shot a perfect transition.

"Card!"

Amid waves of applause from the director's team, Lu Dao stood up and overwhelmed the audience with his uniquely loud voice: "This shot will definitely go down in history! Invite Hang Yang here! I want to kiss him." ![1]"

But everyone waited around for a while, but no one from Hangyang came over. The road guide took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call. Hangyang's assistant Chen Xu squeezed out from the crowd with difficulty, wiped the sweat on his forehead, Facing a group of big bosses, he said tremblingly: "Lu, Director Lu is really embarrassed, Mr. Xiaohang may be so...he will take a small step first..."

"Oh, oh," the road guide smiled, and waved his hands indifferently, "It's normal for the child to have turmoil in his heart about small things, and the filming was finished today. Everyone pack up and go back early today! Teacher Xiao Hang gave Everyone take a break!"

Everyone jumped up and started to pack their things with all their strength.

Chen Xu apologized with a smile, and then hurriedly squeezed out from the group of happy people. She grabbed the phone and dialed Hang Yang, but it was the same as before: the phone was still turned off.

Chen Xu was so anxious that the cold sweat that had just been wiped off broke out again. Just as he was about to call again, an unfamiliar number suddenly called in.

She froze for a moment, and after connecting, an unexpected deep voice came out: "Hello, Chen Xu, right?"

Chen Xu's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes darkened: "Hang! Teacher Hang! I—"

"Hang Yang is here with me, he asked me to tell you, so you don't have to worry," Hang Xiutu continued in his signature calm voice, always giving people an incredible sense of stability, and the tense strings in Chen Xu's mind finally Send it down slowly, "This is my number, you save it, don't ask Tang Yi for anything in the future, call me directly."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xu was still dizzy for a while, and then he suddenly realized that he hurriedly saved Hang Xiutu's phone number.

She stared at the string of numbers on the screen several times before carefully putting the phone into her pocket: I have Hang Xiutu's number... Oh my god, I have Hang Xiutu's number!

Hang Xiutu's nanny car was very quiet, the two brothers were in the last row, Hang Xiutu was sitting by the window, Hang Yang was quietly pillowed on his lap, his body was curled up under the blanket, his breathing was very soft, like a sleeping kitten.

Hang Xiutu put one hand on his back and patted him gently, his eyes were full of indescribable concentration.

Just now, Hang Xiutu had just finished filming a scene and was about to continue. He seemed to have an indescribable feeling. He didn't know why, so he turned his head suddenly, and immediately saw the man standing quietly behind the big tree. Hang Yang.Most of the thin body was blocked by the tree, only a pair of black eyes were exposed, looking at him from afar.

Hang Xiutu felt as if the softest part of his heart had been poked lightly by something.

He immediately went to Director Li Yuqiang: "I'm sorry, Director Li, I'm in a hurry today, and there's only one scene left. Let's catch up on the progress tomorrow. Can you see it?"

Hang Xiutu seldom asks for leave, let alone playing big names. The reputation of the crew is so good that it is terrible. Director Li is naturally not good at refusing, so he nodded without saying anything. The staff also went back in a daze but happily. Finished work early.

Hang Xiutu walked in front, and Hang Yang followed behind tacitly. He turned around a wall and saw that the flow of people had thinned out before Hang Xiutu stopped in a small forest.

Hang Yang walked in front of him, and slowly raised his drooping head, his eyes seemed to contain a layer of mist: "Brother..."

"Why is your face so bad!" Hang Xiutu was startled, and the conditioned reflex pulled Hang Yang to his side, and he could easily wrap Hang Yang's right hand with one hand, "Hands are also cold."

"It's okay, it's okay," Hang Yang waved his hand quickly, and rubbed his left hand vigorously on his face, "It's makeup, brother, look!"

Seeing that Hang Yang wiped off a thin layer of makeup to reveal blood-colored skin, Hang Xiutu's heart sank slightly, and he put his hand on the top of Hang Yang's head and rubbed it: "Why did you come to me?"

Hang Yang didn't speak, and paused for a few seconds. Just when Hang Xiutu was about to continue speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, hugged his brother's waist, and buried his whole face in Hang Xiutu's arms: "...Brother, I'm tired .”

"I don't know what's going on, it seems that they all think I'm Ye Zhang, and they usually call me 'Ye Zhang' or 'Little Ye Zi', and I also feel that it should be like this...but suddenly I I feel so tired."

Hang Yang hugged him tighter again, and Hang Xiutu felt that the cloth on his chest was slightly damp, but the cloth was black, and the water stains on it could not be seen, so he simply pretended not to know, and only pressed Hang Yang lightly The back of his head seemed to encourage him to continue talking, but also seemed to comfort him: "Yes."

"Suddenly I felt so tired... In a daze, I seemed to hear my brother calling my name, which was very clear, it wasn't 'Ye Zhang' but 'Hang Yang', and after a moment of distraction, I came here. "Hang Yang's voice became softer and softer. The domineering side leak in the play just now disappeared. Hang Xiutu looked at the younger brother buried in his arms, and seemed to see the younger brother who was curled up on the sofa at home at that time, soft and cute. , Acting like a baby... like a glutinous rice dumpling.

"Brother, I miss you." Hang Yang rubbed his face in Hang Xiutu's arms, as if suddenly shy and silent.

But Hang Xiutu gently pushed Hang Yang away, put one hand on Hang Yang's chin, and lifted it up very gently, two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other in the rays of light, Hang Xiutu rubbed Hang Yang again The head: "Yang Yang."

Hang Yang froze for a moment, not knowing what was going on, big drops of tears fell on the spot, he covered his face with a "slap", his voice was full of panic: "No, no! Brother, I don't want to crying..."

Hang Xiutu didn't speak, and gently but involuntarily pulled away Hang Yang's hand covering his face.

Hang Yang was caught with both hands, but he still dodged his tear-stained face, and his mind was full of complaints about why he was so useless, but the tears were like a valve that couldn't be closed, and it seemed that it would take more than half a month. Let all the tiredness flow away before giving up——

"It's okay," Hang Xiutu suddenly pushed Hang Yang into his arms, and Hang Yang leaned on his solid chest drowsily, hearing his deep voice more clearly, "It's okay, it's okay, just in front of me cry."

Hang Yang felt that in his ups and downs, he had never seen such a man who could give people a sincere sense of stability. He hugged Hang Xiutu tightly, as if sailing into the pier on a stormy sea. From then on, all the wind and rain stopped horrible.

He leaned on Hang Xiutu and fell into a deep sleep. After so long, Hang Yang finally got another good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Hang Yang was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

"Mr. Xiaohang," Chen Xu's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "I thought it had cleared yesterday evening, but I didn't expect it to rain again in the middle of the night. Today, we may be filming the rain scene in Act 74. The crew just issued a notice." , Said that the record was mentioned before, and you will take the time to go through the script again during breakfast?"

"Well, good." Hang Yang changed his clothes while answering the phone. Today's weather is gloomy, but he feels surprisingly relaxed.

When eating, Chen Xu's eyes lit up when he saw Hang Yang: "Is Teacher Xiao Hang in a good mood today? His face is better than usual!"

"Yeah." Hang Yang smiled slightly, it seemed that it was no different from yesterday morning, but Chen Xu just felt that it was a little different from yesterday morning, and even the smile with Chen Xu was three points warmer than usual.

"By the way, what rain scene are you filming today?" Chen Xu leaned over and asked, "I saw this scene at the top, so I was a little worried...don't say what, uh..."

Hang Yang gently flipped through a page of the script in his hand, whispered "um", his expression didn't change much: "I'm going to kneel in the rain, but it's also the last difficult scene of the year."

"Kneeling in the rain!" Chen Xu's face collapsed, "Why are you like this!"

Hang Yang interrupted lightly: "Sister Xu, you don't listen to the second half of my sentence? After that, the task is not heavy, and your home is far away, so go home first. If there is a delay near the Spring Festival travel, uncles and aunts are so worried. "

"..." Chen Xu looked at him. In the past, she might have said a few polite words with ecstasy, and then agreed, but she can't do it now, "Thank you, Teacher Xiaohang, why don't you wait a little longer .”

She smiled again: "Don't worry, there are still a few days left!"

Hang Yang didn't persuade her anymore, but just asked her to discuss it with her family.

After the meal, the two walked out of the hotel, and a gust of cold wind blew up, making Chen Xu tremble all over. She looked at Hang Yang, her teeth trembling: "This, this, this, how can you make a movie! Don't make people sick Already!"

"It's okay," Hang Yang reassured her, "It's just a few minutes of play, and it will pass after a little support."

Chen Xu was worried all the way to the set, and her eyes followed Hang Yang's thin back closely. Seeing him put on that blue-gray robe again, Chen Xu's heart trembled reflexively. She clasped her hands together and said over and over again in her heart: over and over over and over again...

With the sound of "Action", the filming started over there——

Chen Xu never knew that a few minutes could be as long as today. As soon as the director's "card" yelled, she rushed into the rain with a blanket in her arms, and brought her back with her arms around her.

Lu Qiu stared at the monitor for a while, then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, shaking his head.

He looked up at Hang Yang who was wrapped in a blanket not far away: "No."

Chen Xu was helping Hang Yang wipe his head. She could feel that even though he tried his best to suppress it, Hang Yang's body was still trembling slightly. The wet plain robe was tightly attached to his body, which made him so thin that it was shockingly thin. She lowered her head, revealing half of her beautiful and fair neck, revealing some fragmented beauty for no reason.

From her angle, she saw that a drop of water dripped from the tip of Hang Yang's hair, and hit the bloodless lips along the bridge of his delicate nose.Chen Xu felt as if someone had plucked at the tip of his heart, and it was completely soft.Crazy wanted to hug the skinny boy in front of him, and make his almost transparent face return some blood.

For a moment, Chen Xu couldn't figure out who gave her ambition and courage afterwards, so she turned her head and yelled at Lu Qiu angrily: "Didn't you see that his mouth is black! He must be sent to the hospital." no!"! ! !

The whole place was silent for a moment.

As soon as Hang Yang heard her yelling, a mouthful of old blood choked up in his throat and could not go up or down. Finally, the rumors of "relationship households" and "airborne soldiers" in the crew have slowly subsided, but he knows how others view him The standards are always stricter than those of ordinary actors, and there will be "big name" or "delicate" brands on him casually, and he can't take them off.

He threw off the blanket, because he knelt on the wet and cold ground for a while, his knees were still numb, and he even staggered a little when he got up, and he quickly supported the stool so as not to fall to the ground.

"I can," Hang Yang showed a smile on his pale face, "Guide Lu, there's no problem."

Chen Xu suddenly woke up. After all, she was a half-grown girl, and she panicked all of a sudden.She lowered her head tremblingly, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, Guide Lu, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean that..." She was crying as she spoke.

Next to him, Director Liu suddenly interjected weakly: "Actually, I think the temperature is indeed a bit low—"

But was interrupted by Lu Qiu, he stared at the two young people in front of him and sighed, with a serious expression: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, but Hang Yang, you really didn't get your emotions right just now, the pain was still too exposed, press it a little more , understand a little bit?"

Hang Yang nodded quickly: "I see."

"Okay, all departments are in place, let's try to go through it!"

The make-up teacher stepped forward and briefly adjusted Hang Yang's hair set, and he quickly walked into the rainstorm, kneeling at the gate of the palace without saying a word.

"Action!"

Chen Xu walked back and forth in a hurry, not knowing how long he had been waiting, maybe only a few minutes?But she felt that it took a full century before she finally heard the word "pass" from Luqiu's mouth. Hang Yang on the ground was tightly wrapped, rolled up his sleeves and pulled him up abruptly from the ground: "Mr. Xiaohang! Teacher Xiaohang! Come on, get up quickly, let's go back to the RV."

Lu Qiu watched Chen Xu send Hang Yang, who was wrapped into a ball, to the caravan, his expression finally relaxed, and he smiled and lit a cigarette: "The little girl really cares about her work."

"Hang Yang is pleasing to the eye. When he first came here, no one liked the paratroopers. Now, as long as he is a living thing, everyone likes him." Director Liu next to him gave him a pointed look, and his voice was a little unspeakable "Besides, the child has been lying on the bed for half a year, and his body is weak. In order to play Ye Zhang deliberately maintain this thin body, our usual shooting intensity is very high... With your tossing method today, he will probably have to do it tomorrow." sick."

"I remember that Hang Xiutu specifically told you a few days ago that you can catch up with the progress of other scenes, but this kind of tossing scene must be filmed slowly. If you want to shoot twice, you will split it into two days. Don't worry," Director Liu's voice was cold, "Did you promise well at that time?"

Unexpectedly, the always mean-spirited Lu Qiu didn't refute him, and just puffed out his cigarette silently, but judging by his thoughtful demeanor...it didn't seem like he was introspecting himself? !

"Old way, old way?" Director Liu felt a shaky back, with an indescribably bad premonition.

Lu Qiu held a cigarette in his mouth, and said vaguely, "In this way, the scene of Ye Zhang's illness will be brought forward, and it will be released tomorrow."

The corners of Director Liu's eyes were raised in confusion at first, and then slowly widened: "Lu Qiu?!"

The road guide said "huh?"

An irritable roar shook the whole set, and the staff who were busy arranging the props all raised their heads and looked this way blankly

——"I fucked Luqiu, are you a fucking beast?"

Hang Yang was always groggy in the car, Chen Xu brought him the boiled ginger soup, Hang Yang took a couple of sips, but he couldn't drink any more, so he simply pushed the cup to the side, and put his head on the backrest like a fool Go up, pretending to go to sleep.

The movement next to him really lightened up, but Hang Yang vaguely heard the people next to him discussing in a low voice:

"Is there blood in your face?"

"I see this, it's not normal to be popular..."

Someone carefully placed his hand on his forehead:

"Hey! I have a fever!"

"What can I do, call Teacher Hang..."

"No," Hang Yang suddenly squeezed out some energy for some reason, he tried to open his eyes that were a little out of focus, and only shook his head slightly, "No, no."

He casually grabbed the sleeve of whoever was next to him, turned around and said, "No, you can't find my brother."

"It's okay to have a small cold, just get some sleep, don't look for my brother..."

It's only mid-morning now, he knows how to film, how worried he should be.

Hang Yang's brain was already too hot to turn, and all his thoughts came from the instinct in his bones, so he fell into a deep sleep with this small thought that he didn't want to say.

Fortunately, Chen Xu took good care of him. After taking the medicine and sweating, his temperature dropped a lot the next morning.

Chen Xu stood beside Hang Yang's bed, holding a thermometer: "37 degrees 8, low fever."

She tucked up Hang Yang's quilt: "Mr. Xiao Hang, take a day off. I'll ask for leave from the road guide for you."

Hang Yang was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly lifted the quilt to support the bed and sat up reluctantly: "I'll tell him myself."

His eyes were still a little dark, he fumbled to take out the phone from under the pillow, unlocked it casually, handed it to Chen Xu, and said in a panting voice, "Just dial the number for me."

"Hello, Hang Yang, what's the matter so early?" Lu Qiu asked with a smile on the other end of the phone, and then, as if he just remembered suddenly, "Oh yes, you got caught in the rain yesterday, didn't you catch a cold?"

Hang Yang: "Guide Lu, actually I—"

"Misplaced, misplaced! Over there, what are you doing! Get some snacks!" Lu Qiu's voice suddenly became distant, as if he was arguing at something, and after a long while, he returned to his phone again, "Hang Yang, what did you just want to say?" ?”

Hang Yang: "... Lu Dao, have you started setting up so early?"

"Oh, yes," Lu Qiu casually brought it over, "I hear your voice is a little hoarse, maybe you're feeling a little unwell, so let's rest after filming this morning scene."

Hang Yang was silent for a while, and then said: "... Well, thank you Lu Dao."

He put down his phone and turned to Chen Xu, who had an unpredictable expression, and said softly, "Just one show, we'll come back after we take the picture."

"How could this be!" Chen Xu's tone became more and more excited, "Mr. Xiao Hang! Did you hear what he meant? He just didn't want you to ask for leave! Is this a human being!"

She took out the beeping mobile phone and looked at it, her whole body seemed to be like an active volcano soaring into the sky: "Look! The scenes I filmed are all adjusted to be sick scenes! What the hell does this mean!"

"No," Chen Xu gritted his teeth, "We have to find Teacher Hang!"

"Wait," Hang Yang pressed her hand with difficulty, "Guide is just like this person. He also pursued immersion and realism before. It's really not aimed at us."

"It's not a matter of targeting—"

"But it will make it very difficult for my brother." Hang Yang closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed, and said softly, "They have quarreled with each other because of me. My brother is not only the producer above the director, but also the director. The actor under the director, he has too many worries and relationships to balance in the crew, really, let's not bother him..."

"but!"

"It's just a scene, soon." Hang Yang opened his eyes and smiled at her, "Let's go and go back quickly."

When he arrived at the set, Lu Qiu also saw that Hang Yang was not in a good condition, so he tried not to torment him as much as possible, and started filming quickly.

Hang Yang stood quietly by the wall. It didn't rain today, but the temperature was still very low. His clothes were thin, and his whole body was almost frozen to wood in the howling wind.He dug his hand deeply between the gaps between the broken bricks and tiles and the elder grass, trying to hold himself back so that he would not fall down early. There was a foggy blackness in front of him, and everything seemed to be coated with a strange halo.

His body swayed slightly uncontrollably, his whole figure was like a cattail plant in a violent storm, which made one's heart flustered.

"Old Lu," Director Liu said in a flustered voice, grabbing Lu Qiu's collar, "Old Lu, there's something wrong with this kid!"

At the beginning, Lu Qiu stared at the show as if in a daze, so focused that the eight horses couldn't pull back, staring at the monitor and ignoring him.

"Lu Qiu, you fucking, if something happens—"

"You fucking shut up!"

In the crowd, Chen Xu bit her lower lip tightly and dialed the phone quietly tremblingly: "Mr. Hang, please come over as soon as possible. Teacher Xiao Hang is sick and I really can't hold on anymore. Please take him away quickly." .”

She heard the voice on the other side suddenly become louder: "Position!"

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