boyutpedia Chapter 18
Chapter 18
After Director Qiu finished yelling, he habitually began to watch the replay.The more I read it, the more I felt that Oscar owed him a lifetime achievement award.
The scene just now was not as simple as a single pass, both Jian Xing and Zhao Yang performed their roles in a new dimension.
The actor originally signed by the crew is 32 years old, he is considered an old actor, and his performance is mainly mature and prudent, which is exactly the effect Director Qiu envisioned.
However, Zhao Yang suddenly burst out something far beyond the character in this scene.
Before Jian Xing rushed over, Zhao Yang felt soft on the outside and strong on the inside in the camera. Even though he was unarmed, he controlled the aura of a commander-in-chief very steadily. An ambitious scholar was lifelike.
After Jian Xing entered the country, Zhaoyang's aura suddenly changed.Looking at Jian Xing for a moment, he revealed a lot of emotions, which theoretically should not belong to Yang Yixiu's emotions-the faint dependence on Jian Xing, the slightest panic, bewilderment, and fear, all in the blink of an eye Cover up all these traces with his invisible armor, hold the dignity of the coach, and watch Jian Xing stand in front of him, risking his life to protect himself.
Zhao Yang obviously influenced Jian Xing.After looking at each other, Jian Xing and Zhao Yang turned their heads again, and they looked like different people in front of the camera, as if they had reached an agreement with Zhao Yang behind him that only they could understand with just one look.
Later, his "acting" no longer even felt like acting, but he was really immersed in it. The camera became life, and the set became a battlefield.
Director Qiu, who has rich directing experience, was momentarily overwhelmed by the tacit understanding between the two.
Acting also pays attention to inspiration.This is probably when inspiration strikes.
The group of performers dispersed, Zhaoyang withdrew his hand from Jian Xing's palm, but the person did not move, still standing in place.
Jian Xing turned to look at Zhaoyang, and Zhaoyang turned to look elsewhere.
"Senior," Jian Xing asked knowingly, "How was my performance just now?"
"……pretty good."
"Really? Isn't senior comforting me?"
"Director Qiu already said one thing."
If you don't believe him, how can you not believe Director Qiu's scoring criteria?
"Yeah," Jian Xing smiled, "That's what seniors did well."
Jian Xing meant something, Zhaoyang pretended not to understand, and stopped answering, his eyes wandered without focus, apparently waiting for Jian Xing to leave first.
Zhaoyang didn't leave, but Jian Xing didn't leave either, looking at Zhaoyang openly.
Zhaoyang felt terrified when he saw it.
"Senior," Jian Xing said again, "Why don't you leave?"
"I..." Zhaoyang replied with difficulty, "Look at the scenery."
Jian Xing: "..."
Jian Xing: "Senior."
Jian Xing: "You are an actor."
Jian Xing: "Can you be more serious when you make excuses?"
Every time Zhaoyang said something insincere, Jian Xing wanted to laugh thinking about it.
Still, it's pretty interesting.
Zhaoyang: "..."
He really can't answer this question.
Zhaoyang looked anxiously into the distance again—how did Fang Hua disappear when he needed it most?
The assistant assigned by the crew is no better than a personal assistant, after all, there is a layer of membrane between them.Zhaoyang is not very demanding. He usually does not bother his assistants for the things he can do by himself. Thinking about the time when he was acting in the Seventy-eighth/Ninety-six episodes, he didn't even have a dedicated assistant.
Zhaoyang is looking forward to it, but he can't wait for Fang Hua's figure. In desperation, he squeezes out a stiff smile to Jian Xing, "It's been a hard day today, you go first, I..."
He looked at the scenery again—isn't it against the law?
Jian Xing still didn't move, and reached out to him.
Zhaoyang looked at Jian Xing's hand, and then looked up at Jian Xing.
After signaling this point, Zhaoyang still didn't answer, Jian Xing simply said clearly, "Senior, shall I help you over there?"
"...No need." Zhaoyang still held on to the last stubbornness and refused to let go.
"Okay," Jian Xing was not surprised, "Then I'll carry you there?"
Zhaoyang: "Huh?"
"If senior doesn't mind, you can use hugs."
Zhaoyang: "...???"
As Jian Xing spoke, he leaned over, and Zhaoyang backed away in fright, "No, no, really no need—I, I'll go—"
With this movement, Zhaoyang staggered, but Jian Xing didn't really make a move. They kept a body distance between them and stopped at the same time.
"You go by yourself? Come." Jian Xing said with a face, "Let me see if you go."
Zhaoyang: "..."
"It hurts, isn't it?" Jian Xing asked.
"...No." Zhaoyang's voice was so guilty that his voice was half low.
Jian Xing was really angry for a moment, but as soon as he rushed out of his mouth, he was forcibly filtered into a soft voice, "Senior, I've said it all, can you take some time in front of me?"
After a pause, he added, "The acting is pretty good, but I really don't know how to lie."
Zhao Yang looked up at him.
"What? Am I wrong?" Jian Xing laughed.
Zhaoyang sighed inwardly.He couldn't argue with that.Dealing with people in real life is much more difficult than acting.
"So if you pretend to be with me again," Jian Xing withdrew her smile, "I can only report to Director Qiu."
Turn around and leave.
Zhaoyang: "!"
Zhaoyang: "Don't—"
Zhaoyang grabbed Jian Xing's sleeve, and Jian Xing turned around without hesitation, before Zhaoyang let go, he grabbed his wrist instead.
"We don't have a show tonight, I'll take you to the hospital, or tell Director Qiu, you choose."
"Don't say anything that you don't want to bother me," Jian Xing directly blocked all Zhaoyang's words, "It's late."
After removing her make-up and changing her clothes, Jian Xing left the set with Zhao Yang.Xiao Zhao also followed them to the hospital, and Jian Xing told him not to leak a word about this matter, neither the crew nor Brother Ji.
Zhaoyang did hurt his foot, it wasn't serious, he just sprained his tendon and some blood was accumulated.The doctor prescribed some topical medicine and oral painkillers, and told Zhaoyang to apply cold compresses on the first day after returning home, and apply hot compresses on the second day, so as to eliminate the stasis as soon as possible.
Back on the set, Jian Xing sent Xiao Zhao away first, and then sent Zhao Yang all the way to the door of the room.
And there was no intention of leaving on the spot.
Zhaoyang opened the door slowly, and the hairs all over his body were poked by Jian Xing's explosive aura behind him. He hesitated again and again, "Should you go?" seems too direct, and should be more polite, considering In the end, the taste changed inexplicably as soon as he opened his mouth: "Do you want to come in and have a sit...?"
"Okay." Jian Xing replied in seconds.
Zhaoyang: "..."
No, he really didn't mean to invite.
Jian Xing followed Zhaoyang into the room, and very consciously locked the door with his backhand, leaving only a single man and a widow in the small space.
Jian Xing looked around Zhaoyang's room silently.He thought his room was small enough and broken, but now it seems that the production team really didn't prevaricate him. Compared with Zhaoyang's room, his room is indeed a well-deserved luxurious big room.
However, Zhaoyang's luggage was less than one-third of Jian Xing's, and it was neatly packed, which made the small dilapidated house look quite clean.
The only chair was piled with sundries. Jian Xing sat down on the edge of the bed without treating herself as an outsider. Seeing that Zhaoyang was still standing there, she patted the empty space beside her, "Senior, don't you think it hurts to stand? ah."
Zhaoyang: "..."
Whose room is this?
Zhao Yang still sat down, and there was a Milky Way between Jian Xing and Jian Xing.
Jian Xing turned to look at Zhaoyang's side face, Zhaoyang was stared at so uncomfortable.
Recite ten thousand times in my heart: when will he leave?
"Senior." Jian Xing said.
"When did you get hurt?" Jian Xing asked, "When I bumped into you...?"
If that was the case, Zhaoyang would reshoot several circus falling scenes, and then take over the martial arts scene with him...
No wonder Zhaoyang wanted to hold him tightly at that time.No wonder he saw panic and uneasiness in Zhaoyang's eyes at that time.
Both true and false.
"No," Zhaoyang said, "I don't remember when it was... It's just a small accident, don't think too much about it."
"Why didn't you say it then?"
Zhaoyang smiled, "It's really not a big deal, it's not good to slow down the progress."
If he really opened his mouth, it would be embarrassing for Director Qiu.Zhaoyang is today's leading actor, let's take care of the wounded with people first. Today's group performances, props, and sets are all useless, not to mention burning money, and the shooting progress has to be delayed.If you force me to continue filming, how bad would it be to spread the word?
Even if Director Qiu didn't force him, what would he think?What would the rest of the crew, including the actors who played with him, think?An actor who has no background, no backstage, no resources, and can't fight, can't bear, can't endure, how will he take on the role next time?
From the perspective of the industry, the real "professional" is always able to produce the most perfect results in the most perfect state, give the most satisfactory answers to everyone, and only credit the credit, not the hard work.Hard work, hard work, and going into battle with injuries are the icing on the cake for the winners, but it is hypocritical and dramatic for the losers.
It is not sensible, it is necessary to be sensible.
There was a subtle silence between the two for a while, Zhaoyang didn't say any more, and Jian Xing didn't ask any more questions.
Zhaoyang felt that even if he said it, Jian Xing might not understand it.Jian Xing has only been in the industry for more than a year, and he is a star-studded top class surrounded by a crowd of pets. Wherever he goes, he is the center of the world, and everyone revolves around him. How can he care about these details?
Not in the same world, it is difficult to understand each other.
Jian Xing pondered for a while, didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly got up slowly, and said softly: "Senior, it's late, you should rest early, remember to recover well."
The conversation ended unexpectedly. Before Zhaoyang could react, Jian Xing walked towards the door, opened the door, and finally looked back, "Good night."
Zhaoyang: "...good night."
On the way back to the room, Jian Xing dialed Xiao Zhao's phone, "Has Han Mingyi's room been booked?"
In the evening, Xiao Zhao was confused by Jian Xing's question, "It's been booked early, so it's 307, but Han Mingyi's team won't do it. I just listened to the drama manager arguing with his assistant, saying that all rooms have one room. So, here in the wilderness, it’s good to have a hotel, it’s not that they intentionally breached the contract, I think he’s almost driven crazy by the people from Feiyang Media hahaha—”
If the same thing happened to Jian Xing, their team would definitely not do it, but Jian Xing is getting a veritable treatment now, and Xiao Zhao enjoys watching the show standing up and talking without back pain.
"It's top-notch, so I can't be wronged." Jian Xing said, "Tell the show manager to give him my room."
Xiao Zhao: "..."
Xiao Zhao: "...??? Brother Jian???"
"Let's do it now." After Jian Xing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
The next door to 307 is 306, Zhaoyang's room.
作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2618:51:16~2020-06-2710:09:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
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