Brilliant

Wen Mingyuan can almost be regarded as half of the director of "The Contest". There is no way that the crew is too poor, and one person can't wait to split it up and use it as two people.Accompanying Xiong Rui and investors to eat and mediate these days, listening to their bragging and nonsense, Wen Mingyuan always wanted to pry open Mo Beicheng's safe.Well, it doesn't need to be too much trouble, because the password of the safe is Wen Mingyuan's birthday.

But he didn't do anything in the end, and he agreed not to rely on Mo Beicheng.

During this time, Wen Mingyuan was busy controlling his weight, memorizing lines and studying the script. Mo Beicheng was afraid that he would have an emotional breakdown like he did when he was filming "Dead City", so he set a time for him to sleep and rest, and he was not allowed to stay up late or midnight Get up secretly.Mo Beicheng knew that Wen Mingyuan was the kind of person who did everything he could and didn't care about how much damage these efforts would cause to his body. After catching Wen Mingyuan twice in a row and sneaking up to read the script in the middle of the night, Mo Beicheng handcuffed Wen Mingyuan to the bed.

"Little brother, your behavior is very dangerous." Wen Mingyuan tugged on the handcuffs, "It makes me think you have some extreme hobbies."

"I'll untie it for you when you learn to sleep well at night," Mo Beicheng patted his head.

Wen Mingyuan thought for a while, Mo Beicheng might really not understand what he meant.

Then in the middle of the night, Mo Beicheng suddenly got up and looked at his lover who was sleeping beside him.

I tied people to the bed and did nothing, am I a fool?

Finally, the day when the filming started, Wen Mingyuan asked Mo Beicheng if he wanted to come to visit the set today before going out.Mo Beicheng only said that if he was not busy today, he would go there.

Wen Mingyuan knew that he was busy, and Mo Beicheng was no longer the musician who could spend all day in the studio or at home writing songs.It's just that Wen Mingyuan was a little nervous today. His hands were shaking when he was preparing breakfast in the morning. He always felt that he would not be so nervous if Mo Beicheng was around.

Forget it, no matter what, I still have to go.

The first day of the play is generally not too difficult to choose. In order to let the actors quickly enter the role, Xiong Rui just shot the scene where the child and the hero meet for the first time in the play.It just so happened that Wen Mingyuan met the actor who played the child for the first time today, and they were not familiar with each other. This subtle sense of isolation was exactly what Xiong Rui wanted.

Wen Mingyuan has always been very patient with children. He specially bought some snacks and toys to please the young actor. Fortunately, no matter how the times change, children will always eat this. became intimate.

But when it came to the official filming, Wen Mingyuan didn't expect that it wasn't the young actor who had a problem, but himself.

At the moment of standing in front of the camera, memories of that night five years ago came flooding back.

Precarious chandeliers, gray sofas, ancient brown books... and after an earth-shattering noise, eyes were full of blood.

Memories of the past kept flashing before Wen Mingyuan's eyes, especially after seeing the black shot, he seemed to be attracted by the black vortex, forgetting that he was still on the shooting scene.

He thought he was cured, but he didn't...

He never escaped from that nightmare, and that terrible experience will haunt him for the rest of his life.

The horror of public opinion, the pain of struggling on the verge of death, for five years, he just buried these wounds in his heart, and ignored them, but this did not mean that these wounds did not exist.

Seeing Wen Mingyuan standing there without speaking, Xiong Rui also realized that he was not normal.Xiong Rui complained a little about how Wen Mingyuan could have such a problem in the first filming. Just as he was about to shout "cut", the clear and melodious sound of the piano sounded on the shooting scene.

The sound of the piano was like a clear spring, washing away all the blood in front of Wen Mingyuan's eyes.

he came.

He used the sound of the piano to tell Wen Mingyuan that he was coming.

Those dark and gloomy pasts will eventually be split by light, the clouds will disappear and the rain will disappear, and the sky will be clear and the moon will be bright.

All the staff present turned their heads to look at the source of the sound of the piano, only Wen Mingyuan did not look.

He knows who it is.

Mo Beicheng must be standing in a place where there are few people, and with his violin, he will stand upright, holding the bow with his slender and white fingers as if pulling a noble and elegant lover.

"I have no money to support you, so stop following me," Wen Mingyuan read out the lines from the script.

The little actor's thoughts were pulled back, and he followed Wen Mingyuan's rhythm, "I will follow you! You stole my things!"

Mo Beicheng, who was playing the violin, had a slight smile on his lips. These two lines were very similar to the scene when they first met.It's just that Wen Mingyuan was not so cruel. Not only did he extend his hand to accept Mo Beicheng, he also took out all the money he had at the time to let Mo Beicheng take a taxi back to his home.

After filming this scene, Mo Beicheng put away his violin, intending to say hello to Wen Mingyuan, but Xiong Rui stopped him first.

"Hi, you played the violin just now, right?" Xiong Rui came up to shake hands with Mo Beicheng, "What was the piece you played just now? I've never heard it before."

"I wrote it myself," Mo Beicheng replied, passing Xiong Rui, he saw Wen Mingyuan who had finished the performance and waved to him.

"That's right, then do you think you can give us a soundtrack for this movie? I... I think your song just now is very good, and it is very suitable for our movie."

Mo Beicheng was taken aback for a moment.

"I know you may need time to think about it. Our crew really doesn't have much money to pay for this fee, but..."

Mo Beicheng saw Wen Mingyuan sitting on the bench, spreading out the script seriously, and put a check mark on the part he had acted just now.

Mo Beicheng ignored Xiong Rui, walked up to Wen Mingyuan, and asked him as usual if he had a good meal today and whether he was tired from filming.

Wen Mingyuan disliked him for being so talkative, so he took out snacks and stuffed them into Mo Beicheng's mouth.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and it fell on the two people, and they were beautiful like silhouettes.

"Are you planning to write songs again?" Wen Mingyuan asked him.

Mo Beicheng moved a stool to sit beside him, "I'm still thinking about it."

Wen Mingyuan was controlling his weight and couldn't eat snacks. He asked if the taste was delicious, so he licked his fingers after feeding Mo Beicheng, "Why didn't you suddenly write songs after so many years?"

"Because I'm afraid I will become a lunatic who can only write songs," Mo Beicheng lowered his head, "When you were lying on the hospital bed, and my ears could only hear music, at that moment, I felt like a lunatic. Like a monster."

"You are a genius," Wen Mingyuan looked into his eyes, "that's why you can hear those music, you are not wrong, how could there be anything wrong with writing songs for me? I am honored to be the source of your creation."

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