Reborn you idiot

For the first time since Zhang Weidong joined the crew for more than a month, he had an argument with someone else.

The object of the dispute is the image designer in the crew.

The thing is, because the segment of the performance in the bar is considered a big scene, there are many audiences, there are confusing lights, and there is wild music. In order to be able to shoot smoothly, rehearsals are necessary.And in order to make the scene realistic, the crew also specially booked the entire bar. According to the original plan, rehearsal on the first day and filming on the second day, the funds and time are limited, and no mistakes are allowed in any step.

But the rehearsal did not start for a long time, because Zhang Weidong refused to cooperate and quarreled with the image designer.

"I can't accept your statement, why do you have to wear heavy makeup, wear these messy clothes, and dress up like a ghost to sing on stage?" Zhang Weidong said.

"Oh, God, how many times do I need to explain it to you?" The designer jumped in anger.

He pointed to Zhang Weidong's nose and said, "First of all, you are a singer, ok? Then you want to perform on stage, ok? You don't go on stage to buy food, you don't go on stage to go shopping. When you step on the stage, you should present the style that a singer should have." , to give the audience visual and auditory enjoyment, this is called performance!"

Zhang Weidong shook his head: "The performance you mentioned, is it singing or a show?"

"Is there a difference?" The designer argues: "I have been in the industry for so many years, and you can tell me what a role should look like. A rock singer should look like a rock singer. Is it possible to wear folk costumes on stage? ?”

"Rock and roll is a kind of spirit, which bursts out from the inside, not on the outside."

The designer rubbed his forehead: "Then I would like to ask you, what kind of image do you want to stand on stage?"

Zhang Weidong said casually, "That's it."

The designer looked at the jeans and T-shirt on his body: "God, don't be kidding, this kind of tacky dress is all over the street..."

Zhang Weidong interrupted him: "Could it be that the image copied like a replica is not tacky?"

"What? How dare you say my design is tacky?"

The two are still sticking to each other, not giving an inch, and the noise is getting louder and louder.

It happened that Lynch didn't come today, and everything was arranged by the assistant director, but he didn't have Lynch's courage, so he really couldn't handle these two guys.

Seeing that half of the time had passed, Zhang Weidong refused to put on makeup to go on stage, and the staff and extras were getting impatient.

There will be no results if you keep arguing, He Yi'an stood up and suggested: "Stop arguing. Zhang Weidong, you can just go on stage and perform once, then put on makeup and change clothes to perform once again. The final image to be used for shooting is up to the screenwriter himself. "

As he spoke, he turned his head away again, and said to the beautiful-looking person with big wavy hair, "Nana, do you have any objections?"

The screenwriter rested his chin on one hand and said lazily, "No."

So the matter was settled like this, the actor and the screenwriter came together, and finally suppressed the scene.

According to the script, what Ivan sang on stage was a classic song, which can be called a masterpiece.

This song itself is very meaningful. Beynod visited Africa in response to World Vision. After that, the lead singer Huang Jiaju wrote this song and dedicated it to Mandela who fought all his life to eliminate racial discrimination.However, the reason why this song is sung in the movie has another meaning, because Mandela passed away last month, so it is a final tribute to this spiritual leader.

It can be said that the script of this drama has been revised again and again, closely following the social reality and the artistic spirit.

Especially after the appearance of Ivan, the script has become even more irrelevant, as long as it does not break through the framework, it can be performed freely.Zhang Weidong didn't know that many actors would never have the chance to try such an unrestrained way of acting, and its formation required too many opportunities.

For example, a good opponent, a director who trusts you, a screenwriter who is willing to let go, and a courageous spirit of adventure...

Zhang Weidong has not sung on a formal occasion for a long time, he is not nervous at all, because the stage belongs to him.

He didn't take the guitar handed by the staff, raised his long legs, and stood on the stage in an ordinary attire.Zhang Weidong closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the world became quiet, he felt that he was not alone, there was also Ivan.

At this moment, they are the kings on the stage, supreme - not because they sing whatever the audience wants to hear, but because they want to sing, the audience can only listen to what they want to sing. This is the confidence and confidence of singers .

"Three, two, one, a!"

Following the order of the assistant director, the music played and the neon lights flowed, as if it were an illusion or reality.

Then something unbelievable happened, more and more people got out of the script, they stood up, approached the stage, looked up at the stage.

If He Yian was a magician when he was acting, then Zhang Weidong became another magician when he was singing.The stage under his feet seems to be a huge magnetic field, which deeply attracts everyone.

"Today there is only a remnant of the body, welcome the glory days, and hold on to freedom in the wind and rain..." He Yi'an, who was standing in the crowd, was taken aback and closed his mouth.

He looked around in surprise and found that many people were singing along, including the screenwriter Tang Lina and the staff of the crew.A scene that was not in the script appeared in front of my eyes. The whole audience sang in chorus, as if they were not shooting a movie, but participating in a concert.

It was incredible, he looked at the stage again, unable to move his eyes away.

It was Ivan, he saw Ivan, a boy who bewitched him with his singing and kept him dreaming.

He walked over involuntarily, stood on the edge of the stage, raised his head, and stared deeply at each other.The desire in his heart is so obvious, he wants to know about Ivan, wants to get close to Ivan, wants to touch Ivan, and even wants to own Ivan. Ivan is the unreachable holy place in his heart, which makes him fascinated, but reality and morality are another hook, piercing into the heart, condemning him, and making him stop.

He Yi'an looked at his Ivan silently, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Ivan also saw him, his eyes passed over him with arrogance, and dismissively.

The shooting was very smooth, multiple shots, multiple angles were shot at the same time, and it was done in one go.

Zhang Weidong stepped off the stage and was about to walk to the make-up room when the screenwriter spoke.

"Today's rehearsal ends here, and tomorrow will be like this."

Tang Lina is both a screenwriter and an investor in the film, so her words carry weight, but the image designer still refuses to accept it.

"It's not fair. You said that this scene is very important, so I prepared for a long time. Why did you deny my efforts without watching it?"

"What you prepared was just imitated from others." Tang Lina sat on a high stool, rocked her high heels, and poked her chest with a red finger: "Ivan has a rebellious heart, which is born .So he has no pierced ears, no tattoos, and he doesn’t dress up differently. He doesn’t need to use anything to emphasize his rebellion.”

The designer was speechless.

After Zhang Weidong heard it: "As expected of a screenwriter, I really understand Ivan very well."

"No, I just figured it out too." Tang Lina smiled coquettishly, and said softly, "Thank you."

According to the original plan, after filming the singing scene, and then filming the scene of Ivan committing suicide by lying on the rails, it was finally completed.

At the final shooting location, all the front and backstage staff in the crew stood together and took a group photo. Everyone was very happy.

Zhang Weidong also smiled in conjunction, and then, when everyone was discussing where to go to celebrate around the director, he broke away from the group and walked slowly along the track alone.

There are various feelings in his heart now, with melancholy yet gratified, and deep reluctance.

Zhang Weidong likes this drama, and all the people who have worked hard for it. He has been walking alone on the road of music, and it took nearly four years before he realized the real cooperation.It's a pity that there will be no such opportunities in the future.

Someone caught up with Zhang Weidong along the track and asked, "Why are you here alone? What are you thinking?"

As soon as Zhang Weidong heard the voice, he knew it was He Yi'an, and he didn't look back: "It's nothing."

"Are you thinking about Ivan?" He Yi'an asked tentatively, "What do you think of Ivan?"

"Nothing to think about, I just envy him."

"why?"

"Because he did what I couldn't."

"Do you mean... death or something else?"

"It's all." Zhang Weidong stopped, and after a while, he suddenly stepped on the rails, opened his arms, and walked forward precariously: "For Ivan, death is a happy relief. From then on, he is free and will not To be bound by anything."

He Yi'an stood where he was, looking at the back of the other party who was swaying away.

It was Lynch who asked him to come, because he was worried that Zhang Weidong would be too involved in the drama, so he asked him to enlighten him.

But now, He Yi'an felt that this kind of worry was unnecessary. Zhang Weidong's heart was very strong, and he could accept the fact that Ivan had died.That's good, the dead never come back.

"I want to rest for a while." Zhang Weidong said to Xiao Jun.

"why?"

Zhang Weidong raised his head and took a puff of cigarette: "I'm tired, and I promised the director to write the ending song for the film."

"Okay, for example, let me arrange to take you out for a walk?"

"I want to go by myself..."

"No." Xiao Jungu refused.

Zhang Weidong remained silent, and smoked one cigarette after another in the Italian restaurant, causing the guests at the next table to be extremely dissatisfied.

Xiao Junso looked at him silently for a while: "Is that why you don't want to be with me?"

Zhang Weidong replied against his will: "I don't want to delay your work."

"Really? Today is your birthday, I promise I won't be angry with you, you can tell the truth though."

Zhang Weidong was stunned: "Is today my birthday?"

Xiao Jun couldn't laugh or cry: "Yeah, how can someone forget his own birthday? He's 30 years old, and he's so stupid. Auntie made red eggs for you. When I get home, I'll warm them up for you to eat."

"I want to see my aunt."

"It's too late today. She must have fallen asleep. I'll ask someone to bring her over tomorrow. You seem to be thinner again. Eat more."

"Okay." Zhang Weidong responded and extinguished the cigarette.

Xiao Jun asked Zhang Weidong to eat more, but he put down his knife and fork.

He leaned forward and raised his chin, staring at the other party with a kind of gentle eyes almost obsessed - 30-year-old Zhang Weidong, exuding a mature manly smell, eating intently, blinking occasionally, eyelashes brushing the black corners of his eyes Moles, itchy to see.Being able to have such a good meal with Zhang Weidong, talk calmly, and fall asleep with his arms around him in the middle of the night; Xiao Jungu looked at and thought about it, and felt a very happy sense of satisfaction.

If it wasn't for the occasion, Xiao Jun wished he could stand up, hold Zhang Weidong's face, and lick the soup from his mouth.

Then he picked him up, pressed him on the dining table, tore off his clothes, sprinkled red wine, and tasted it slowly...

Sensing the explicit gaze projected from the opposite side, Zhang Weidong frowned and coughed.

Xiao Jun blushed inexplicably, he actually wanted to fuck Zhang Weidong here, and let everyone witness that this person is his own.Although he knew it was impossible, his little brother was already in pain and was about to explode. If it wasn't covered by the tablecloth, it would be embarrassing.

"I'm done eating, can I go?"

"Sit... for a while longer, until I finish drinking the red wine." Jun Xiao turned his eyes away, and silently recited the Wordless Heart Sutra.

After the movie was finished, Zhang Weidong was still resting, but he had already written the song, recorded it, and sent it to Hong Kong.

And on the second day after he sent the song, Lynch strongly recommended his work at the promotional event, and praised Zhang Weidong very much.Even He Yi'an, who is known as the most low-key man in the industry, rarely agrees with him.

Who is Lynch?Who is He Yian?Two heavyweight figures both express their admiration for a junior, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

After media reports, people are waiting to see what happens. People who know Zhang Weidong are skeptical. After all, he can’t even act well in TV dramas. People who don’t know Zhang Weidong are even more curious. What kind of performance will he have in the play? ?What kind of sparks will be created with the actor?

Before long, everything will be revealed.

This low-cost ethical film, like a dark horse, broke out from many blockbusters and won the best film award at the Berlin Film Festival in one fell swoop.When the movie is officially released, it is even more popular.Just now I was heartbroken and regretful for Ivan's choice, and I saw the scene of the two of them seeing each other for the first time again, on and off the stage so close to each other, and in the last 2 minutes, the aging male lead was sitting on a rocking chair, humming a song without lyrics... These clips made countless viewers cry.

The only fly in the ointment is that the subject matter is sensitive, so it was banned in mainland China.

But this does not prevent people from getting to know Ivan, because when the movie is released, there are already pirated copies everywhere.

It has been half a month since Zhang Weidong started working again, he has another name, someone always calls him Ivan.

He acted well and wrote that song well, the combination of the two made lvan a living character.

Fly, my little bird, you should not be afraid of the hunter's gun.

Fly, my love, you shouldn't care what other people think.

Fly, my soul, the sky is high and the earth is far away, there will always be a place to accept you...

The name of the song is called, neither rock nor pop, more inclined to folk style.The whole song only uses the most basic five chords and a few lines of lyrics, which couldn't be simpler.Simple enough to be perfect.

People get to know Ivan, and then get to know Zhang Weidong through Ivan, and then get to know his music and talent.

The layer-by-layer connection is traceable, not a miracle or a coincidence.

It stands to reason that Zhang Weidong's popularity is not a bad thing, but some people are unhappy and psychologically unbalanced.

"Heh, you've become a big star now, you won't even have a meal with me for the sake of your face?"

Hearing Xiao Jungu's tone, the assistant at the side felt sour at all, secretly thinking that the boss looked like a resentful woman no matter what.

Zhang Weidong patiently explained: "I really have something to do this afternoon."

"What's the matter? What can be more important than eating? Because today is not Friday, if you don't want to come, just say it, don't perfuse me."

"Can you tell the truth?"

"Heh, look, I have added another crime, and it has become unreasonable."

Zhang Weidong couldn't bear it anymore: "Mr. Xiao, please don't speak in a strange way!"

"What's the matter with my yin and yang!" Xiao Junso slammed the phone down and gritted his teeth.

Mad at him, mad at him!

Xiao Jungu has always been a man who is overconfident but extremely cautious. Now he is stepping on the floor in the lounge, and he is furious: "What kind of attitude do you think he is? It's great to be famous? Okay? , I admit that he relied on his own ability to become popular, and it has nothing to do with my half a dime... But I didn't let him rely on it, it was him who didn't rely on it..."

After talking to himself, Xiao Jun suddenly stopped, and became angry from embarrassment: "He doesn't rely on me, I rely on him!"

The assistant waited for him to leave in a huff before he dared to whisper to the secretary: "Remember to persuade the boss to take the medicine on time, and don't give up the treatment."

Zhang Weidong was hung up on the phone, so he didn't bother to care if Xiao Jungu was sick.

He was busy catching up with the announcement at this time, because the last announcement was an exclusive interview with a TV station, and there was a small accident, which delayed him for half an hour, and he was about to be late.It just so happens that today is Arbor Day, and he was invited to Guangfu University as a green ambassador, calling for the care of plants and the protection of the environment.This is a large-scale public welfare event, sponsored by the government and participated by the society. The media who have not been able to get the admission pass have already squatted nearby, hoping to interview distinguished guests from all walks of life.

Zhang Weidong was very interested in this event, so he didn't want to be late, so he told the driver to drive as fast as possible.

Arriving at the back gate of the university, as soon as the car stopped, Zhang Weidong suddenly shivered.

He said to Xiaoba and the driver: "You two get out of the car first...wait for me inside the venue."

Xiao Ba looked outside the car and said, "Let's go together, I'm going to block the paparazzi for you."

The driver also said, "Why should I get out of the car? I'll just wait in the car for you to come back."

Zhang Weidong grabbed his right arm, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Go down if you tell me to go down, how can there be so much nonsense!"

Xiaoba and the driver looked at each other, and saw that Zhang Weidong's forehead was covered with veins, so they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After they all got out of the car, Zhang Weidong propped himself up, pulled the curtain of the car window with trembling hands, and then looked left and right in the back seat to make sure that the carriage could not be seen from the outside.Zhang Weidong took out the cigarette case from his jacket pocket again. In addition to cigarettes, there were two small syringes in it.

In order to prevent the onset of drug addiction, he took white powder mixed with water early in the morning and kept it close to his body at all times.

Zhang Weidong rolled up his sleeves, found the wrist artery, and stuck it with a needle.

His movements are smooth and nimble, and because he does repetitive things every day, practice makes perfect.

Because it was the first time to get an injection in the car, it was not much different from outdoors. Zhang Weidong was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead.However, half a minute later, he was no longer flustered, and everything in the world ceased to exist, leaving only the intense pleasure of dying.

Suddenly, the door was pulled open.

The harsh light shone into the carriage, driving away the darkness and exposing everything.

Zhang Weidong didn't respond to this, he lay limp and paralyzed in the back seat, and the expression on his face could only be described in four words - mesmerized!