Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

When Song Yishang rushed to the set the next day, most of the staff had already arrived, and everyone was busy preparing, the set was chaotic and orderly.

As soon as Song Yishang went to the set, he immediately rushed to the dressing room to put on makeup. The scenes he filmed today were still a few scenes where the paparazzi dressed up as a big star experienced the hardships of filming. The first thing to shoot was to play old and ugly.

Song Yi went up very early, but he still stayed in the dressing room for three hours. The makeup artist had to put fake skin on his face and make a bloodstained effect.

Song Yishang is not afraid of making the effect ugly, but the process of makeup really annoys him. Although the materials he uses are very good, the smell is not very good. It seems that there is a smell of food, sticking to his face The top was thick, heavy, and sticky, and Song Yishang couldn't help but want to vomit many times.

After the makeup was done, everyone was very satisfied, because the effect was realistic. At first glance, it really looked like a glorious and wounded soldier. Half of his face was blurred with blood, which was shocking to watch.

Ugly is not ugly, miserable is really miserable. Song Yishang is quite satisfied with this, but with this makeup on, he only took a few shots before going to take off the makeup for the next one. Song Yishang is not afraid of makeup removal, but also Can it be harder than makeup?But when he really unloaded it, he felt that it would become an unforgettable experience in his life.

Removing makeup is very painful, just like the glue sticking to the face and it hurts to pull it down.

Song Yishang closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his heart was miserable, what kind of movie should he make, the kind of idol drama that talks about love, talks about love, bickers with actresses in every episode, and holds hands again Is it not good?

The makeup artist said beside him while helping him: "Your makeup is already very good. Some actors have to put on special effects makeup for several hours a day. If they want to make a cast, they have to paint their faces over and over again." And silicone, many actors have skin allergies and rashes, almost disfigured, but there is no way, it must be done for the effect."

Song Yishang asked: "Can't these be post-production special effects or P pictures? Isn't the current special effects technology omnipotent?"

The make-up artist smiled: "If the director hears these words, you will be overwhelmed and walk away."

Ji Jiayi's face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Song Yishang silently closed his mouth.

Ji Jiayi watched the scene of Song Yishang removing makeup from a distance, and he could feel the movement from a distance. He suddenly called a few staff members around him, and led the photographer towards Song Yishang.

The makeup artist saw that Ji Jiayi was about to speak, but was stopped by Ji Jiayi's silence. Ji Jiayi asked the photographer to record a few shots of Song Yishang removing makeup.

Song Xiaoxianrou, who didn't know anything, was babbling and yelling from time to time, saying that it hurts here and there, and putting on this makeup is pure torture. This scene was not mentioned in the script. Ji Jiayi felt uneasy when he saw Song Yishang On a whim, I decided to take a few shots of makeup removal, maybe I can add it to the movie, just to highlight the difficulty of an actor.

Song Yishang felt that Ji Jiayi was looking for someone to pat him like a telepathy, so he raised his head.

Ji Jiayi in the crowd seemed to glance at him, but quickly looked away.

Song Yishang was baffled, and Ji Jiayi was also baffled.

The next scene that follows is the scene of the paparazzi He Li wearing a thick winter padded jacket, standing in the summer sweating profusely. This is the hot summer, so don’t worry about the environment. When the costumer takes out the winter padded jacket for Song Yishang , Song Yishang was already on the verge of collapse.

He took the cotton padded jacket and hugged it in front of him. Before he put on the clothes, he felt a heat that was about to cook him in advance. Song Yi took the clothes to change expressionlessly, looking like a pitiful man who left his hometown and made money to support his family appearance.

This scene had to be filmed not only wearing cotton clothes in summer, but also outdoors and under the sun. Song Yishang thought it was nothing when he read the script at first, but when he really stood under the sun, he felt that he was too young and too salty. too few.

Although the sun hangs far away in the sky, the fireball seems to be very close at hand, just above the head of the person, the flames erupt unscrupulously, the light shoots into the person's skin like a bullet, and the cotton coat is like an impenetrable iron wall. Surrounded in a constantly heating steam oven, it was like hell.

As soon as he had a rest, he walked over quickly, opened an umbrella and sprayed sunscreen spray. The small fan stuck to Song Yishang's face and never stopped. Because of the good natural conditions, Song Yishang never treasured his face. He only found himself relying on it when he was finally threatened.

What should I do if my face is tanned?What to do about sunburn?Go back and do some skin care, why is every minute and every second so difficult?

But Ji Jiayi wanted to take several close-ups of Song Yishang, specifically highlighting how he stood under the scorching sun for a long time, so Song Yishang could only suffer to make the picture look more real. Fortunately, he was exposed to the sun for so long, and a little After walking a few steps, the sweat will flow down like a column of water, which is very effective.

Song Yishang felt that he was about to be unable to open his eyes, but for the sake of effect, he had to put himself fully into it. He stood outside for a long, long time, only his brain was working mechanically in his body, thinking about something No, the legs were no longer my own, but two sticks that could be broken at any time. The heat inside and out made me feel as if I was about to melt, melting into a puddle of hot mud and sticking to the ground.

As soon as the filming of the scene was over, Song Yishang took off his cotton coat, leaving only loose short sleeves and shorts on his body, and stayed in the air-conditioned room to let himself breathe. He held an ice pack in each of his left and right hands, one on his forehead and one on his forehead. Sticking to the face, the whole person seemed to have experienced a great catastrophe, as if he had escaped from death and had just turned the corner.

He took a nap with his eyes closed, and the ice pack on his forehead was taken away at some point. Song Yishang opened his eyes and saw Ji Jiayi appearing in his field of vision.

Ji Jiayi put aside the mung bean soup that the crew had just delivered, and asked Song Yishang, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You have a heat stroke and take some medicine."

Song Yishang straightened his back, and said poorly: "No, I can still run two laps under the sun."

Ji Jiayi personally poured him a bowl of mung bean soup, holding the glistening white bowl with his cold and slender fingers, which looked extremely pleasing to the eye. He asked coolly, "What were you thinking about when you were filming just now?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or the story?" Song Yishang took the mung bean soup and asked him boldly. He had offended the big director and a lot, but this time it was not bad.

Ji Jiayi poured a bowl for Qian Yu, and said flatly, "If you want to talk about the scene, why ask me?"

So Song Yishang raised his head and said calmly, "I don't want to act anymore."

Ji Jiayi's hands didn't stop moving, and his face was as quiet as the surface of a lake when there was no wind. Only when the two stars in his eyes were moving, could he detect what he was thinking.

"I just kept thinking, I quit, I don't want to be an actor anymore, I go to sing, I go to variety shows, I can also earn money, why do I have to suffer this." Song Yishang looked at Ji Jiayi and said.

"Then why did you insist on finishing the trick?" When Ji Jiayi said this, he reached out and touched Song Yishang's forehead.

Song Yi's upper body froze for a moment, he didn't know how he persisted, he just remembered standing and standing, time passed.

Song Yishang leaned forward and blinked his eyes: "Then I persisted, shouldn't the director praise me?"

Qian Yu has had a heated fight with many crew members recently, and has also heard about the legends about Ji Jiayi and Song Yishang, and even provided first-hand information of his own testimony for the gossip ladies and sisters. He watched Song Yishang's rise In his memory, Song Yishang hadn't looked so gentle for a long time.

Song Yishang has always been cold, and he jokes more with him and Lan Ke than laughs from the heart.

Qian Yu vaguely felt a little confused.

Ji Jiayi moved his hand from Song Yishang's forehead to his chin, and then gently pushed this beautiful face back until there was a certain distance between the two of them, then he left the chair and stood up.

"According to what you said, I should praise the staff who are still working outdoors. They spend more time outdoors than you, and their work is harder than yours. Some of them have to carry heavy machines all the time. The salary It’s a thousand miles away from you, are they more wronged than you?”

Song Yishang looked at the back of Ji Jiayi leaving, and rubbed his fingers lightly on his chin that Ji Jiayi had just touched, as if the whole face counted this part as cool and also counted it as hot.

Qian Yu walked around the room with a small fan, but was also stopped by Ji Jiayi's last sentence. He took a leisurely stride and asked, "Brother, what the director said seems to make sense, you How beneficial it is to be deceived by your face."

Song Yishang put the ice pack on his face again: "What is cheating, God rewarded me, can I not continue."

Qian Yu happily paced back and forth, saw the cotton-padded coat and couldn't help but kicked it, saw his anger rise once, and said after kicking, "Huh? Brother, didn't you play a poor man? This cotton-padded coat Isn't it too new?" After finishing speaking, Qian Yu's face immediately changed, and he asked in a panic: "It's too obvious that I left two footprints when I'm so new, will the crew let me pay for it?"

Song Yishang glanced at Qian Yu with a sneer, and then looked at the cotton-padded jacket. His gaze stayed on the cotton-padded jacket for a long time, his face was sunny for a while, and rained for a while, like two teams fighting each other, and finally the fight stopped. , he clenched his brows with his hands.

After sighing, Song Yishang walked out with a cotton coat.

Ji Jiayi stared intently at the screen in front of the monitor, Song Yishang threw the cotton coat on the table next to him, lazily leaned against the wall next to him, and watched the high-speed operation of the studio in front of him.

Ji Jiayi spotted him from the corner of his eye, and asked the assistant beside him to ask Song Yishang what he wanted to do.

Song Yishang was talking to the little assistant, while exaggeratingly mouthing towards Ji Jiayi: "I, want, heavy, shoot."

So the cotton-padded jacket was remade into tatters, so Song Yishang wore this tattered cotton-padded jacket and re-shooted the scene just now under the scorching sun.

Walking through hell again, Song Yishang, who was weak all over, walked in from the outside. As soon as he entered the set, he felt that the atmosphere inside was hotter than the scorching hot weather outside. Their faces were like peach blossoms, and they whispered to each other, the atmosphere was similar to the atmosphere when he first came.

Qian Yu also noticed something unusual, he stopped a field manager and asked, "What's the matter, it's like celebrating the New Year."

The scene manager said while moving things: "Oh, another leading actor Fang Hanyuan is here, isn't he going to join the team tomorrow? Let's take a look today."

Qian Yu's eyes sparkled immediately: "He's here? He just broke up with his fans last night, and he's here today?!"

The author has something to say: Song Yishang: It's too difficult for me, but let's cross my waist for a while.