Yesterday was like Death

My film has already been filmed, but I still stay on the set. It is not unheard of in the circle to do this. Everyone just thinks that I want to stay and learn from the crew.

This shooting has benefited me a lot. I really want to learn more, not only acting skills, but also the use of the camera lens, storyboarding skills and so on from the director.

I always feel that storyboarding and painting are actually the same. The composition should be dominant and secondary, and the colors should complement each other.I learned how to split the mirror better, and it should not be difficult to draw a good picture.

"I've seen your paintings. The colors are actually very good, but the composition is still a bit lacking. You have not long learned oil painting, and it is not easy to achieve such results."

Director Ma is a director with artistic pursuits, and his guidance is better than my own years of hard work.

I moved a stool and sat on the sidelines to listen to his analysis, nodding in agreement from time to time: "I'm really not very good at composition, maybe it's because I haven't studied it systematically, I always have a bad grasp, and my mind is empty before I write."

Ma Weixiang began to talk about his early experiences, his studies were not going well, his films were not watched, but fortunately, Yuan An appreciated him and raised money for him to film.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't learned it systematically. I haven't learned it either. I'm all self-taught." Holding a cigarette, he taught me the principles of doing things, "Believe that you can do it."

The next scene will be filming Jiang Mu and Xi Zonghe, and they are currently preparing.Ma Weixiang looked at Xi Zonghe in the field, and said with emotion: "Just look at Xiaohe, if he didn't work hard, he wouldn't be here."

I also followed his gaze and saw Xi Zonghe wearing a complicated black costume, standing not far away holding a script and playing with Jiang Mu. The face is usually unaware.

"Yeah, he's really amazing." I've been by his side for the past five years. Of course, I know how hard he has worked to get back into this circle and stand here. It really takes a lot of perseverance.

Director Ma wanted to direct a play, so I didn't want to bother him, so I moved the stool away and sat aside.

Xi Zonghe's scene today is the same as when I auditioned.Since I didn't succeed in the audition at the beginning, there must be my shortcomings, so I wanted to see how he acted.I also want to know how big is the gap between geniuses and ordinary people.

"Action!"

The slate was tapped, and the drama between the two male protagonists, or between two contemporary first-line male actors, began.

Qingli's long sleeve covered half of the long sword, dragging the tip of the sword against the ground, making a sharp noise.

"Did I treat you well all these years?"

His tone was very calm, even kind, like a helpless older brother comforting his angry younger brother, with pampering and helplessness in his eyes.

Due to the previous fierce battle, Mu Yi was wounded and fell to the ground, his lips were stained with blood, and his breathing was unstable.He looked at the aloof Qing Li unwillingly, the hatred in his eyes was almost overflowing.But when the hatred reached its peak, Qing Li's words easily caused the black sand dune to collapse suddenly.

Of course Qingli treated them very well, so good that he forgot his hatred and his ambition of restoring the country, and almost drowned in this false dream.

"Precious and beautiful clothes, how have I ever treated you sister and brother badly? How many people want me to kill you, I can't bear to do it..." Qing Li was still talking, his tone was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and then suddenly broke out, " But I don’t want to give birth to your wolfish ambitions!” How gentle before, how ferocious and terrifying the last sentence was when he roared.

His crown had fallen to the ground, and his fine clothes were also stained with blood. This is not a king, but a defeated general in embarrassment.

"You are lying to me, and Mu Le is also lying to me. You are just using me. I am such a fool. I want to exchange my heart with a liar..." He smiled desolately, but there was no tear in his eyes, only Cold and numb.

Mu Yi stared at him without blinking, his lips were tightly drawn into a straight line.Hatred gradually turned into pain, his fingers trembled like twitching, and his eyes, which resembled his sister's, gradually filled with tears.

"No, it's not..." His voice was hoarse, but he didn't know how to explain.

The deceit is true, but the love is not false. If Mu Le hadn't died tragically in the palace, he would not have agreed to the arrangement of his old subordinates and marched northward.

"Why did you promise me back then? You said you would protect her," he seized the opportunity to grab the long sword at the side, turned over, and asked Qing Li loudly, "Did you do it?!"

Xi Zonghe is only in his 20s, but when he plays the role of a generation of emperors, his momentum is not at all inconsistent.I may have some personal likes and dislikes in it, but I always feel that Xi Zonghe's acting is better than Jiang Mu's, with layers, and the expressions on his face are vivid and natural, not as rigid as Jiang Mu's.

If I were to be a judge for the Academy Awards, I would definitely award the best actor to Xi Zonghe.And even if this drama doesn't work, I can assure you that he will have a drama in the next five years, and he will win an award.Some things are obvious to all, and it is not just jealousy and slander that can turn a blind eye.

Director Ma was going to come again, the makeup artist rushed up to touch up the makeup, and I walked out quietly.

There is a river outside the warehouse, which is the "moat" specially dug by Director Ma, which shows how much he attaches importance to this drama and how well he does his job of keeping it secret.

I stood on the slope and smoked, looking at the desolate and withered woods across the river in a daze.

Xi Zonghe is completely different from my portrayal of Qingli. The explosive power that comes from the soul, facing the resentment and pain of the former relatives, is not comparable to my three-legged cat acting skills.

There is no drama in the eyes, and the lines are also poor.Director Ma was right not to choose me, I can't play Qing Li well.

I stood for a while, and heard footsteps behind me, and when I looked back, I found it was Chu Yao.

She was wrapped in a taupe-colored coat and was walking towards me.

"Brother Gu." The cold wind ruffled her hair, she curled her little finger to hook a strand of long hair behind her ear, and asked me to ask for a cigarette, "You didn't leave either."

What happened that night is too common in this business, I will not mention it, and of course she herself will not mention it without incident.I saw her and Jiang Mu men steal women and prostitute, in her view, Xi Zonghe and I are not adulterers.

I lit a cigarette for her: "This is a good opportunity to learn, I want to stay for a while."

She skillfully blows out the smoke ring with the cigarette in her hand: "I think so too. If you have the opportunity to learn from the big guys and be taught by them, it's worth staying at your own expense."

My main purpose is not to learn, and her main purpose is probably not pure.This circle is like this, people speak human words in front of others, and lie behind others. It's up to you to guess which sentence is true and which sentence is false.

"Brother Gu, do you think I'm dirty?"

I didn't expect her to ask so directly, but I was a little caught off guard.

"Why do you say that?" I smiled at her, and said sloppily, "There's not much dust in the past two days, so why is it dirty?"

I'm not a moralist, and I can't figure out what I'm doing, so I won't get involved with her.

She was taken aback for a moment, then came to her senses and looked at me with a funny face: "I finally worked up the courage to talk to you, since you don't want to, forget it."

She and I just met by chance, and we reached the point where we could have a heart-to-heart talk.She found a backer and wanted to find a bosom brother.This is not ambition, this is greed.

Chu Yao sighed: "I thought you would understand me."

A jackdaw flew by in the distance, calling twice, loud and unpleasant.

"Since you have made your own decision, don't worry about other people's understanding." She felt that I understood her because I was the young master of a nightclub, and I was also looked down upon by others. She climbed onto Jiang Mu's bed, and I climbed into it. On Xi Zonghe's bed.She thinks that we are bosom friends who share the same disease, sisters who have a good heart, and good girlfriends who can tell each other what's on our minds.

But she was wrong. The biggest difference between me and her is that I never seek approval.To put it bluntly, even though life has forced me, it is still me who makes these decisions.I don't need others to understand me, and others can't understand me.

After listening to my words, Chu Yao was stunned for a long time, and finally laughed at himself: "Okay."

She was about to leave after smoking a cigarette, and I stood on the shore for a while until my body was frozen, and then I shrank my neck and walked back.

As soon as I entered the set, I saw Xi Zonghe sitting on the lounge chair and beckoning me to go over.

"Why have you been away for so long?"

They were going to shoot another scene, maybe they had to re-arrange the lighting, so he was free.

"Smoking." I said truthfully.

He frowned, not very happy: "You should smoke less in the future, I don't like the smell of cigarettes on your body."

For a moment, I wondered if he had recovered his memory.

"But you smoke it yourself."

He glanced at me: "I will quit tomorrow."

I sat down on the chair beside him, and he suddenly threw a hot water bottle into my arms.I was taken aback, and I was at a loss for what to do with that fancy electric hot water bag.

"Your fingers are red from the cold, warm up."

The cold fingers were quickly warmed by the warm hot water bottle, which made people want to sigh comfortably.

The costumes were thin, and the weather was getting colder and colder. I was afraid that Xi Zonghe's legs would be frozen, so I specially asked Fang Xiaomin to prepare a hot water bottle for him to apply on a regular basis.Since the last time he fell ill on a rainy day, he probably knew how bad it was. He was very obedient and carried it with him every day without anyone reminding him.

I warmed up my hand, and while no one was looking around, I sneaked under his costume and pressed it on his thigh.

"What are you doing?" His costume had wide sleeves, and he covered it all at once, and pressed it against my hand through the fabric.

"Rub it for you." Regardless of his struggle, I rubbed it under his costume.

He couldn't hold me down, and he was a little anxious: "I don't have leg pain, why are you rubbing? Get out of here quickly, what will it look like to be seen by others!"

After all, he is a well-bred young master, and he cannot do such extraordinary things.I didn't want to go too far, touched the things between his legs, and quickly withdrew my hand.

He didn't know whether it was annoyance or something else, but his face turned red visibly.

"Gu Tang!"

His voice was a bit loud, attracting many people to look over.

I smiled at them embarrassedly, and kept a perfect smile on my face when I turned around, but I said extremely obscene words in my mouth: "Are you hard?"

He was stunned when he heard the words, looked at me critically, and suddenly hooked his lips: "Do you think you are a peerless beauty who can make people hard if you touch it?"

The curvature of the corner of the lips was somewhat disdainful and provocative.

I returned the hot water bottle to him, and said in a low voice, "Just touch me, and I promise I can show you."

It's not great to touch.He'd tried tying me naked to the bed before, blindfolded, and getting me hard just by verbal stimulation.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes became darker in vain, and his voice became hoarse: "Then you go back and show me the show."

Others would look at it and think we were talking about something serious, but it was just serious flirting.