Male Ming sing and his shit shoveling officer

After entering the crew of "Sword", everyone's schedule is obviously more difficult than before, because the director Ren Jiayuan is a person who likes to grind very much. .

Zhao Kaile can feel that this script has met a good director, but occasionally some young actors will collapse because of too many NGs and get emotional. I won't be coaxing patiently anymore, just spread the matter out and tell him, let him choose by himself.At times like this, Yu Wenrong would come forward to help the director comfort these broken brothers, so as to correct the image of the big brother in his team.

In the middle of filming, almost everyone was in a tense and exhausted state, and they had to meet the deadline, and they had to be trained by the director every day - Ren Jiayuan really didn't give the actors face at work, even he personally invited him to come Zhanhang is also treated the same way.

This day will be filming a scene in the rain. The actors need to carry heavy loads in the mountains. Several young male artists naively think that the director will artificially rain at that time. Unexpectedly, Ren Jiayuan waited until the day of natural rainfall before starting filming. .

The mountain road was so rugged that big cars couldn't drive in at all, and the small cars were all used to carry equipment and props. Zhao Kaile followed the crew on foot to the middle of the mountain, and was almost exhausted.Arriving at the shooting location designated by Ren Jiayuan after his personal inspection, the rain intensified a bit. He nodded with satisfaction and began to direct various tasks.

The shooting area is a dense forest, and the early spring is the time when the buds are dense, green and lush, and there is a blurred path stepped on by humans, and they will walk along this path in a while.Ren Jiayuan also said that their faces should not be too clean, they need to be covered with mud and broken leaves to achieve a realistic effect.

Zhao Kaile looked down at the mud on the soles of his feet, then looked at Zhanhang worriedly, and whispered while he was arranging his clothes: "This place is too dangerous. I thought the director was pretty reliable. It doesn’t take your personal safety into consideration at all.”

Zhanhang said indifferently: "It's nothing, the side is not a cliff, and you can't fall if your feet slip."

Zhao Kaile sighed, and the two squatted down, looking down at the ground together.

Zhanhang pointed to his face and said expressionlessly, "Come."

"Then I'll start." Zhao Kaile reached out to dig out some mud from the wet place, and scratched his face a few times with a look of reluctance.

Zhanhang said: "Let's write no words."

Zhao Kaile couldn't help laughing, and according to his request, he wrote "no" on his face and scratched his forehead.

Zhanhang raised his eyebrows, and his eyes stopped on his face.

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface and slipped from the edge one by one. Under the umbrella was a small safe world that belonged to the two of them alone, and there were noisy rain and human voices outside.

Zhao Kaile withdrew her hand and said, "Okay."

Zhanhang suddenly smirked, supported the back of his head with one hand, and Gu Zi leaned forward a little bit, rubbing his forehead against him.

"Hey!" Zhao Kaile couldn't react in time, and was rubbed on the forehead by him, angrily and funny: "You are too naive!"

Zhanhang gave him the umbrella, retreated into the rain, and made a handsome farewell gesture: "Let's go."

After speaking, he took a few steps back, turned around and ran towards the shooting site, he really looked like a handsome soldier returning to the team.

Zhao Kaile wiped his hands and forehead with a wet towel, his face was still a little hot.He didn't know if Zhanhang played this way because he felt that he was already familiar with him, or because of something else.

Just now he almost thought that Zhan Hang got so close that he was going to kiss him.

In the field, the filming officially started.

Yu Wenrong walked in the front of the team, carrying a huge backpack on his back, struggling to walk up slowly, a small hole would be printed when he stepped on the muddy road, obviously, he was not just pretending to carry this bag .The rest of the male actors walked in the middle, and Zhan Hang walked in the last, with a resolute and forbearing expression, as if he couldn't bear the weight of the backpack.

The rain was getting heavier, the actor walking in the middle began to show a discouraged expression, and said a broken line, Yu Wenrong scolded him sharply, and raised his voice to shout a slogan, so that a group of recruits behind him took over in unison .Except for the discouraged one, everyone else was shouting slogans.

It was cold and cold in the spring, and the raindrops trickled down the mud into the collars of the actors. It was cold and dirty, and several people frowned, all secretly bearing it.

Yu Wenrong didn't hear the number of people he expected, so he turned around and cursed at the discouraged man. The man immediately roared, took off his marching bag, and threw it heavily at Yu Wenrong's feet!

"I just can't take this pain anymore!" His eyes were red, rain mixed with tears running down his cheeks, and he shouted in dismay, "Whoever the fuck loves to eat will eat it! I'm going to quit today!"

Yu Wenrong was also angry when he heard the words, and the marching bag smashed a deep hole on the ground. He turned around and gave the man a hard slap on the forehead, red marks immediately appeared.

"Is this the time to get angry?" He snapped: "Why didn't you know to go home to find your mother when you came here?! Want to breastfeed now??"

The man was so excited that he trembled all over, and looked at Yu Wenrong with full hatred, as if he was going to scream and pounce on him in the next second and punch him in the face with his fist.

Seeing this, a person behind hurriedly went up to hook his arms, raised his face and endured the rain, and shouted: "Calm down! Calm down!"

Ren Jiayuan frowned while sitting next to the monitor, and called the sound card to the walkie-talkie.

Hearing this, several people all stopped and wiped the rainwater off their faces together.

Ren Jiayuan pointed at the male artist who was blocking people, and asked, "Song Yiming, what are you doing with your eyes closed all the time? Eight out of ten shots can't open your eyes. Can you open your eyelids?"

"Director, it's raining too much, I can't open it." Song Yiming said angrily.

Ren Jiayuan seemed to find it incredible. He pointed at the artists next to him one by one, and said bluntly: "They are all open, try a little harder. If special effects are used for this kind of scene, our scene is really good." There's nothing left to shoot."

Song Yiming seemed to want to lose his temper, but the people around him patted him on the shoulder tacitly, and Yu Wenrong even showed a smile and encouraged him: "Come on, Yiming, you can do it!"

"..." Song Yiming cursed stupidly in his heart, but on the surface he could only swallow his anger and nodded.

After four or five shots over and over again, Ren Jiayuan was still not satisfied, but everyone felt sorry for the actors who had been in the rain for too long, so he had to announce an intermission.

The assistants outside the arena had already begun to complain, swarming up to pick up their artists, and hastily helped them back to the rest shed.Zhao Kaile was squeezed in the back, holding an umbrella to pick up Zhan Hang.

At this time, the rain was getting lighter, and Zhanhang sneezed when he entered the rest shed.

Zhao Kaile quickly put away the umbrella, and wiped his hair and neck with a dry towel. Fortunately, Zhanhang's hairstyle is clean and dry, and it dries after a little wiping, but wearing this clothes is a bit of a pain.

"Did you catch a cold?" Zhao Kaile asked, "Is it cold?"

Zhanhang held out his hand to him, motioning him to touch it himself.

Zhao Kaile felt it, and found that his worry was a bit unnecessary, Zhanhang's physique was so good, after soaking in the rain for 10 minutes, his hands were warmer than his.

"If you continue to torment like this, the iron will rust." Zhao Kaile said worriedly: "Let's drink some cold medicine first, just in case."

Zhanhang couldn't help but laugh: "It's just a sneeze, don't make a big deal out of it."

Zhao Kaile turned a deaf ear and went to get him hot water with his bag on his shoulders. When he came back, he held a cup of prepared cold spirit and forced him to drink it.

Ren Jiayuan walked through the rest sheds one by one, and stayed in Song Yiming's place for a long time, but the latter had always been uncooperative and unwelcoming. No matter how good Ren Jiayuan's temper was, he wore it out, so he had to keep a straight face. Change places.

Zhanhang's attitude was considered good among these people. Seeing the director coming, he nodded politely.

"Our film is a little bit hard, but the filming is decent." Ren Jiayuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, if you have to suffer, you should suffer a little bit. Don't learn from that little boy." Song."

Zhanhang smiled and said, "Of course, I will actively cooperate with your request."

"I think among these young actors, your mental outlook is a little bit closer to the characters in our play." Ren Jiayuan said gently: "You have to grasp it, Xiaohang, I'm going to send this scene to you after the filming is finished." Get an award."

Zhanhang heard the words and made a surprised expression: "So it is like this."

Ren Jiayuan said with a smile: "I'm just not afraid that the actors will hate me and blame me, and I'm not afraid that their fans will scold me, because when the finished product comes out, they will have to thank me in turn, don't you think so?"

Zhan Hang said: "Yes, Director Ren is still very good."

After Ren Jiayuan vented his emotions, he pointed to his character and told him some shortcomings. Zhanhang listened carefully and said that he would continue to improve the character according to his suggestions in the future.

After the two chatted, Ren Jiayuan went to look for the next family. Zhao Kaile looked at his back in a daze, then looked back at Zhanhang, and asked, "What? What do you mean? This show is going to win awards, which means that you, Brother Hang Can you win an award?"

Zhanhang hissed, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this place, and then said in a low voice: "You listened to him bragging, this is where the photo was taken, and Yu Wenrong is here, even if I get a nomination, I will probably go to accompany him." Running."

Zhao Kaile said with a little excitement: "I think he really wants to praise you a little bit! Brother Hang, you finally met Bole!"

Zhanhang: "Shhhhhh."

Zhao Kaile hurriedly restrained his expression and nodded seriously.

The filming continued in the second half. Song Yiming took a rest for a while, but his face was still not looking good. Ren Jiayuan didn't make things difficult for him, and started filming directly from the next scene.

The character played by Yu Wenrong tried his best for too long and fell down. The soldier who quarreled with him deliberately didn't help him, and the others surrounded him and asked what's wrong, looking anxious.

Song Yiming raised his head and called the man's name, with a look of resentment, the two quarreled in the heavy rain, and began to push and shove. All the people present were stunned—because there was no such paragraph in the script, it was because the person used too much force.

But what was even more unexpected was that Ren Jiayuan didn't call out, and spent all his time waiting for Song Yiming to take over.

However, Song Yiming couldn't bear such grievances at all, and immediately roared, threw the props several meters away, and quit!