Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

In the morning, Song Yishang didn't know why, and his driver didn't know where he went. He thought he was a small person and was not taken seriously, so he happened to rub Ji Jiayi's car again.

After what happened last night, Ji Jiayi and Song Yishang were sitting side by side in the car, one of them was looking at the window on the left, and the other was looking at the window on the right.

Song Yishang propped his head up and leaned against the car window, flying sideways to glance from time to time.

Ji Jiayi was resting with half-closed eyes, but suddenly said: "What do you want to say?"

Song Yishang sat up straight, thought for a while and said, "Do you regret asking me to act?"

The male protagonist not only has poor acting skills, but also threatens himself with his own weakness. Which director will not be so angry that he will be so angry that his seven orifices will smoke?

Ji Jiayi also seemed to be thinking about the answer very seriously, and then said carefully, "Is it useful to regret?"

His voice was magnetic, deep and mellow, very pleasant to the ear, but the words were not very pleasing to the ear.

Song Yishang thought about this sentence, feeling sad. When he was filming a few days ago, Ji Jiayi was really patient, and he was willing to spend time with him to grind one shot after another. , in short, as long as you shoot more, maybe which one will be taken by the great director and can be used.

Some actors are rewarded by God, and some actors' acting skills are cultivated through hard work, but Song Yishang, he seems to be neither.The food rewarded by God has grown on his face. As for hard work, he hasn't got anything to do with these four words.

Song Yishang sighed sadly in his heart, then turned his head suddenly, he saw Ji Jiayi's face could not see a trace of ripples, the light of the broken diamonds on the silver dial shone on Song Yishang's perfect picture of unruly and obedient The combined face makes people unable to keep their eyes open.

"At least for now, I don't regret it." Ji Jiayi said again.

Hearing these four words, Song Yishang seemed to have found some kind of faith suddenly. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of the chair for a nap.

After that, it was silent all the way.

The nanny car drove into the film and television base, turned left and right, and stopped in front of the indoor studio. The temperature in the studio was still extremely high, and the air was sticky and stuffy, as if entering a steamer.

The set was noisy, and when Ji Jiayi and Song Yishang arrived, all work stopped instantly, and the originally chaotic scene suddenly became silent.

Everyone looked at the two of them who came at the same time with curious eyes. They seemed to be a breeze, bringing a bit of coolness to the set.

Song Yishang immediately propped up his body like a catwalk, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, flaunting his style.As expected, the little girls were shot in the heart like a red heart, and they died on the spot.

Five seconds later, the assistant director picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "Hey, those group performers are ready, what are they doing?"

Everyone performed their duties, and the scene became lively again.

"You go to make up first." Ji Jiayi said as he walked, "You should be familiar with the script. The scene in the afternoon will not only hang Wia, but also fight scenes. Although you don't have any serious health problems, if you can't hold on, tell me in time. Your play won't last long in the afternoon, and you can go back after dinner."

Song Yishang is of course familiar with the script, after all, he has read it several times later, when Ji Jiayi mentioned Wia and fighting, his heart trembled slightly, and his steps became anxious unconsciously, but in front of Ji Jiayi, he had nothing explain.

The scene to be filmed in the afternoon is after He Li and Tao Wei exchanged bodies. He Li went to film the scene to experience the suffering of actors and understand that star money is not easy to earn. He Li wanted to wear Tao Wei's face and wear thick in costumes, jumped up and down in a restaurant, and fought a few small thieves.

Song Yishang changed his clothes first, and then asked the makeup artist to apply makeup for him.

In the scorching heat, Song Yishang sat in front of the mirror wearing two layers of thick black straight-fronted robes, feeling extremely uneasy. When he was not filming, he lifted the heavy clothes to reveal his legs in shorts. The contrast was quite funny. The two The Taidian fan shook its head from left to right to blow on him, but it still couldn't blow the hot sweat from his back. The bad weather made people even more upset.

Qian Yu sat on the side flipping through Song Yishang's script, his expression became more and more strange: "Brother, are you going to hang on to Wia this afternoon? Are you still playing?"

"En." Song Yishang replied casually.

"Look for a substitute?" Qian Yu put down the script, stared at the back of Song Yishang's head and asked, "You just injured your arm while filming the commercial the day before yesterday, can you still fight?"

Qian Yu saw Song Yishang's gaze passed from the mirror, he was cold, and his heart beat, he heard Song Yishang only said four words: "I will not find a substitute."

Not long after the make-up was done, the field manager came in to find someone. After Song Yishang went out, he transformed into an ancient elegant and handsome knight, which made many people's eyes shine.

Song Yishang's hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, his figure was lonely and slender, he was handsome and handsome, his face was smooth and fair, his eyebrows were painted in ink, his eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth were curved in a cool and indifferent way, but he was very attractive. He doesn't have the look of a knight in his body, but looks like a flirtatious dude with affectionate brows and eyes.

Ji Jiayi looked around at him a few times, Song Yishang generously let him look at him, his eyes were bright.

"Is the eyebrow shape too flat? It looks a bit warm, how can you change it." Ji Jiayi said to the makeup artist.

So the makeup artist re-shape Song Yishang's eyebrows.

After the filming officially started, everyone realized that their worries were unnecessary. Song Yishang's eyes became sharper, and his whole aura changed. A strong killing intent wrapped around him, like a dark night where people kill without blinking. demon.

The assistant director whispered a few words in Ji Jiayi's ear, the corners of Ji Jiayi's mouth were still flat, but the fleeting smile still inadvertently leaked from his eyes.

It was time to shoot the fighting scene of Diao Weiya. Wu Zhi finally finalized a few moves and demonstrated them to Song Yishang one by one.Afterwards, they played several times with props on the flat ground, and after getting familiar with it, they began to prepare Song Yishang to hang Wia.

It's not that Song Yishang never thought about finding a substitute to film this scene for him, but just now he swore in front of Ji Jiayi that he wanted to act well, but when he turned around, he couldn't say that he would find a substitute, right? His arm was cut by a broken glass bottle when he was filming an advertisement last night. In fact, it was not a big deal. The hospital gave him a simple treatment and wrapped him with gauze, so he can take good care of him.

"Did you hang Wia before?" Ji Jiayi asked.

"Ah?" Song Yishang was distracted, and when he recovered, he realized that Ji Jiayi was asking him a question, and he said, "Of course, I made my debut when I was here."

Ji Jiayi: "Pay attention to safety, if you feel unwell, stop in time."

Song Yishang then replied: "Okay."

Song Yishang saw that Ji Jiayi repeatedly emphasized the safety issue to the staff, and personally confirmed it with the person in charge before the filming started, and went through all the necessary procedures like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then returned to the monitor.

Ji Jiayi looked nervous and serious, even more nervous than those who were filming.

After Song Yishang was hoisted in the air, his feet were empty, and his whole heart was empty. After the martial arts actors around him were all in place, he had no time to think about what was there and what was missing, and focused on the fighting scene.

"Use a little strength when swinging the sword!" The martial arts instructor shouted at him from below.

Song Yishang's body was covered with hot and cold sweat, and his thick clothes covered his body with sweat. His right arm began to ache faintly. When he swung a sword, it seemed that the wound had split open, and his flesh and blood were torn. It spread to the whole body in an instant, and a row of cold sweat broke out on the forehead.

The air was too stuffy and hot, his body was weak and painful, and the steel wire of Wia made him extremely uncomfortable. For an uncomfortable moment, he even wanted to shout directly: I will stop acting!

He was hung in the air and glanced in Ji Jiayi's direction. Ji Jiayi didn't sit down anymore, but stood up directly, and looked towards him with his pockets in his pocket.

The distance between the two was a bit far, he couldn't catch Ji Jiayi's gaze, he could only be sure that he was looking this way.

The set was chaotic, with a crowd of people underfoot, Ji Jiayi slightly raised his head, although the eyes of the two did not meet at all, it seemed as if they had been looking at each other for a long time across the crowd.

Song Yishang let out a breath, gritted his teeth, and raised the sword in his hand again, his eyes were bloodthirsty, like falling cold stars.

Anyway, the wound has been cracked, so let’s break it. Song Yishangquan pretended that his right arm was not injured. He really looked like a Jianghu man who was desperate for chivalry, with swords and swords, and happy enmity, so the whole crew ended the scene before dinner. The play, and the effect of shooting it is quite good.

After Song Yishang took off the wire, his whole body was as if he had collapsed. His body was covered with three layers of sweat. Qian Yu threw himself on him, wanted to touch his arm but didn't dare to, with a hesitant and reserved look. .

Ji Jiayi, who was not far away, was puzzled. He was still filming and found that this little assistant was abnormal. He was like an ant on a hot pot. With a ghost in his heart, Ji Jiayi took a cup of hot water that had been poured for the staff on the table next to him, and followed Song Yi into the dressing room.

Qian Yu helped Song Yishang take off the outermost clothes, and then carefully took off the inner clothes. After all the clothes on his right arm were taken off, the scarlet blood soaked the white gauze, and the room smelled of blood.

Ji Jiayi opened the door and came in at this time, just in time to see Song Yishang's horrific wound.

His gaze moved from Song Yishang's arm to his face, and then froze.

When filming just now, Ji Jiayi could tell from the camera that Song Yishang was uncomfortable, but he didn't expect him to be so uncomfortable.

Ji Jiayi's expression suddenly changed, as if yellow sand suddenly filled the sky, and the ferry burst its embankment suddenly.

The author has something to say: Song Yishang: I am so handsome in ancient costumes~