In those years with the movie king

The bus at 05:30 the next day had to get up at [-]:[-] to dress, wash, and count the number of people.

Jiang Heng got up at five o'clock and tidied himself up lightly, and waited until five twenty to call Shen Fubai and give him 10 minutes to wake up.

Shen Fubai turned over and buried his head in the quilt, his voice muffled: "I want to sleep."

Jiang Heng sat on the bed and pulled his quilt: "You have slept all night, get up."

Shen Fubai wrapped it tighter: "No."

Jiang Heng was helpless: "Everyone will gather at [-]:[-]."

Shen Fubai was very sleepy: "It's too late, I promise to finish it within 10 minutes, let me sleep for a while."

Jiang Heng sees through the essence: In those 10 minutes, you still need 3 minutes to be in a daze.

Jiang Heng ruthlessly grabbed the quilt, and dragged the white quilt from the head of the bed like a sack.

In fact, it only moved a short distance, and the movements were not rough.But it really woke up Shen Fubai.

The body has awakened, but the spirit is still unwilling to wake up.

Shen Fubai sat up like sleepwalking, looked at Jiang Heng half-closed with misty peach blossom eyes, and said softly and softly in a lazy voice when he was half awake in the morning: "Heng Heng, please, just for a while."

The ending sound was elongated and raised, making people itch.

Jiang Heng: Surrender, I surrender.You win you win.

"5 minutes." Jiang Heng made a compromise.

Shen Fubai immediately closed his eyes, and fell back straight.

Jiang Heng wrapped him up in a small quilt, stood up and sighed, feeling like an old father worried about raising a son.

After 5 minutes, the wake-up ceremony officially began.

……

Not much to say about the process of getting up, in short, it is full of difficult struggles and painful choices.Those who hear it are sad and those who see it weep.

At [-]:[-], all crew members gathered on the first floor.The hotel didn't provide breakfast, so Director Xu asked people to go to a nearby breakfast shop to buy steaming buns, fried dough sticks and dumplings.

At five fifty, Shen Fubai shivered in the cold wind and froze into a silly dog.

He thought he was really stupid.Why did he stand on the side of the platform waiting for the bus in the morning before six o'clock, letting the broken hair on his forehead be blown messy in the wind.Shouldn't this good time be used for sleeping?

According to the weather forecast, the daytime temperature in this small southern city will be slightly muggy. After all, it is summer vacation, and nowhere is immune.However, it is cooler than Beijing, so it is a good place to escape the heat.

But they didn't know it would be that cold in the morning.

In fact, the temperature is not low, but the cold wind is blowing coldly, making it look like their group of people waiting for vehicles in the wilderness is extraordinarily bleak.

There isn't even a place to sit here.A simple stone pier, covered with moss, crawled by insects and ants.Next to it is the curb, which has not been completely repaired, and most of it is full of stones. I haven't seen a car coming by for a long time.

It was less than six o'clock, and the sun hadn't yet visited this place where birds don't shit. The sky was gray, and with the mountain fog in the morning, there was a sense of ghosts.

If it wasn't for the hotel receptionist saying that this is the platform, they wouldn't even be able to find the place.

Several actresses touched up makeup in small mirrors to conceal dark circles under their eyes from lack of sleep.

Shen Fu is naturally beautiful during the day, without dark circles, and everyone can see his tired look.

Another gust of cold wind blew by, Shen Fubai shrank his shoulders and rubbed his hands.

Seeing Jiang Heng, she quietly walked around to his side, covered his coat, and grabbed his hand.

The palms are warm.

Everyone else was chatting or busying themselves, and no one noticed them.

Yang Yingying glanced under their coats and paused for a moment.

"Are you looking at them?" Mu Yao asked with her chin propped up.

Yang Yingying withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened: "They're pretty, aren't they?"

Mu Yao smiled and said, "Why, do you want to chase someone?" Yang Yingying's romantic history is no secret in the whole circle.

Rumors from the outside world were speculative, but people inside the circle more or less knew that those were true.

Yang Yingying clenched her lips: "Believe it or not, they will become a family with me sooner or later."

Mu Yao: "...have ambition." She knew Yang Yingying was a rascal, but she didn't know that Yang Yingying was such a rascal.

Yang Yingying just smiled and didn't explain.

Mu Yao's relationship history is blank, and she can't compare to Yang Yingying, a master of the love scene. In a month, she and Jiang Heng, Shen Fubai, got closer, enough to see some tricks.

If the person involved didn't want to talk about it, she didn't get involved.

In the hope of everyone, a dilapidated bus finally turned on its lights, wobbled over the uneven gravel road, and drove over from the other side.

A group of people couldn't wait to get into the car, and no one wanted to be frozen in the cold wind again.

The temperature in the car was much warmer. The driver in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance, wearing a hat, and his hands holding the steering wheel were rough and sallow.

With so many people getting into the car, he didn't say a word. After the people got in, the door closed and he started the car silently.

The assistant director sat in the back row of the car and raised his voice to ask: "Master, this place is so remote, does anyone usually come here?"

The name of this city is Liangchuan, and it is an ordinary town with no reputation at all—it is more of a town than a city.Wushan is even more remote.There is only one bus at [-]:[-] a.m. every day, if you miss it, you will be gone.

Otherwise, the crew doesn't have to get up early in the morning.

The driver didn't answer for a while, but after a while, a hoarse voice came out from under the hat, with a strong local accent: "Occasionally. There are a few villages inside. But people in the village rarely go out, and people outside They rarely come in."

There is a small mountain village in Wushan, which is not surprising to everyone.They are going to film, not go to the mountains to survive, and they will definitely have to spend the night at the villagers' homes, and they can't go to live in caves.

There are hotels in town.However, it takes two hours to travel from Wushan to the town, and the production team definitely doesn't have that time to spend every day.

A staff member asked curiously: "Then who are the people who come here occasionally?" Except for the locals and them, they can find any nooks and corners for the sake of taking pictures. It is estimated that no one will come to this place. .

The driver said: "Young people who work outside. But they seldom go home all year round, and the car is usually empty." He raised the brim of his hat, "Empty cars have to be delivered. The route is stipulated."

Everyone imagined that the master driver would drive an empty car through the deserted hills in the thick fog every morning... They all felt admiration.

This is a warrior.

The driver didn't speak any more along the way, and the people didn't ask any questions. They all quietly watched the scenery along the way—a silent mountain, a pile of weeds, and a few birds passing by from time to time.

There is a long section of mountain road in the middle.The road conditions are extremely bad, not even a winding mountain road, but a dirt road.Roughly developed along the mountain wall, there is no guardrail on the other side, and the cliff is below.

Shen Fubai glanced down through the window, then retracted his gaze with lingering fear, and saw the mountains ahead were shrouded in mist, the visibility was less than three meters, and the driver was still driving arrogantly.

Shen Fubai: "..."

He was so worried about the car crashing.

The driver didn't know how many times he had driven this road, and he could walk with his eyes closed. He should have some confidence in the driver.Shen Fubai thought so.

"Pound!" There was a loud noise.

Everyone in the car was shocked.

The driver calmly got out of the car to check, then got in the car and came back, calmly said: "The tire was punctured by a sharp stone in the middle of the road. It's okay, it's a small problem. I am familiar with tire repairers and tow trucks. Wait for me to call Telephone."

Everyone in the car: "..."

This driver is very experienced. Looking at the calm handling of accidents, he knows that accidents have happened before.

The sun rose, piercing through the clouds and emitting a golden light, dispelling a haze of fog.

There is a long mountain road in the back, and a long, long, long mountain road in front.

On the left is the embrace of the mountain, and on the right is the gaze of the abyss.

Shen Fubai is sitting on the right side by the window, looking up is sunshine, and looking down is death.

Good philosophy of life.

In this atmosphere, imaginative people are prone to cranky.

Shen Fu rubbed Jiang Heng's slender fingers in vain: "I'm a little scared."

Jiang Heng looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

Shen Fubai asked, "Have you read the novel?"

Jiang Heng: "...read a little." Two g.

Jiang Heng tried to cover up and explained: "You know, as an actor, you always have to read the original works when shooting some i-works." Massive literary works are waiting for you to come and get them.

Shen Fubai said solemnly: "Under normal circumstances, this kind of bus breakdown incident in the wild mountains means that we will enter an infinite stream of horror dungeons next, or be involved in a conspiracy."

Jiang Heng: "Don't do this, I'm afraid."

Shen Fubai whispered: "It is possible to wear books."

... If it was someone else, Jiang Heng would definitely say: "Wake up, young man, don't be too deeply poisoned by novels."

But this is ups and downs, so Jiang Heng double-labeled, he said: "You have to believe that even if we wear books, what we get is a love script."

Shen Fubai: "What if it's a horror script?"

Jiang Heng: "Then I will make it a romance script."

Okay, this is Jiang Heng.

After making the call, the driver said to the passengers in the car: "I'm sorry, everyone. I can't go into the mountain today because of such an accident. I have to call a tow truck to change the tires. In this case, I will call some vans to take you off." Go back the same way. This is the money... I will refund you the money for the bus, and I will not take care of the van, so it’s a waste of money for you.”

"Money is not a problem." Shen Fubai said, "But Master Wang, anyway, he called the van, just send us into the mountains, there is no need to go back."

Driver: "How do you know my surname is Wang?"

Shen Fubai: "The way you drifted all the way just now looks like a king."

Jiang Heng: "It's written on your work permit."

The work permits of the bus drivers will be placed on the front of the bus, and Jiang Heng and Shen Fubai are both sitting in the front row, so they can be easily seen with good eyesight.

"Okay." The driver said, "but the mountain road inside is complicated, and the van driver is not familiar with the road conditions. This road is also quite dangerous, so I can't take you in. Why don't you go? I think you guys look like tourists. , from the seaside? There is really nothing to see in the mountains. Our place is not a place of interest or historic interest.”

Those who live in the mountains want to see the sea, and those who live by the sea want to see the mountains.Running from the place where you are tired to the place where others are tired, and then taking a few photos to post on Moments, this is the meaning of travel for most people.

If it is said that it is to enjoy life, it is not enough to come here, it is more or less to come here to experience life.

This is the second thing that keeps them from entering the mountain.

So did the hotel receptionist, and now so does the driver.

Two possibilities.

One, there are secrets in the mountains, which are hidden from view.

Second, there is nothing in the mountains, it is really boring.

Shen Fubai told Jiang Heng two guesses, and then asked: "Which one do you think it is?"

"You'll know when you go." Jiang Hengwan didn't answer, "No matter which one it is, we're definitely going to go into the mountains to shoot."