The road to movie stardom for those who eat melons

Time is like the battery of a mobile phone. It passes quickly without realizing it. It feels like nothing has been done, but it goes away without mercy. Two months are gone.

Wen Ze enjoyed the crew life in Hengdian very much. He had mixed emotions such as happiness, troubles, depression, playfulness, and reluctance, but it was still his last day in Hengdian.

Today is also Bao Yan’s final day, and Senior Lian Qing’s final day. It’s the day of separation.

Wen Ze's role today is very special, it is a big drama about death. He is a little worried that it will not achieve the desired effect of Director Fang, which will affect everyone's smooth completion of the work.

The entire crew attaches great importance to today's big drama and dare not take it lightly, not wanting to let things slip on the last day in Hengdian.

Wen Ze's nervousness was visible to the naked eye. He had never experienced death or had a life-threatening accident. He was afraid that he would not be able to find the calmness that He Fan had when facing death.

He Fan knew his fate from the day he learned about his illness. No matter how rich he was, he could not change the outcome of his death.

In his early twenties, it was a good time to develop his ambitions, but he was ruthlessly defeated by illness, forcing himself to accept the arrangement of fate and welcome the arrival of death.

Bao Yan noticed Wen Ze's nervousness and thought about how to help him relieve it unexpectedly. He had an idea and had a plan in his mind.

Bao Yan staged an inner drama: Hehe! Wen Ze, you can't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good. It is precisely because you are my brother that you can be treated like this.

Wen Ze, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not notice Bao Yan's flash of evil smile, otherwise he could have been prepared and not be so frightened.

Bao Yan found a clip from a horror movie that he accidentally watched last night. He was so frightened that he threw his phone away on the spot, yelled regardless of the image, widened his eyes in disbelief, and opened his mouth so wide that he could fit a duck egg in. It's just a shame.

He was so angry that he wanted to blow up his phone, and even more wanted to beat up the unscrupulous and kind-hearted video account. What was even more unforgivable was the XX software that pushed the video, which scared him so much that he almost peed on the bed.

Bao Yan was frightened, angry, and unwilling, and by some strange mistake he collected that wonderful horror clip.

Unfortunately, he had been dreaming all night, and the most terrifying and wonderful scenes appeared repeatedly in his dreams. When he woke up, he was in a miserable state of doubting his life.

Unexpectedly, it just came in handy. He couldn't be the only one to be embarrassed. Wen Ze should also enjoy the same treatment.

Bao Yan called Sheng Wenze's name maliciously and handed the prepared mobile phone to Wen Ze: "Wen Ze, look here, I have something good to share with you."

Wenze came back to his senses and looked at the screen of his mobile phone without warning. He was instantly frightened and lost his voice. His pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't know whether it was his left hand or his right hand. He slapped the mobile phone in Bao Yan's hand away and made close contact with the ground. Face on the ground.

Wen Ze felt like his breathing had stopped. He was so disgusted by the horrific scenes on the screen that he really wanted to go back to the moment when he saw nothing and then beat Bao Yan violently.

When the phone landed with a "snap", Bao Yan exclaimed: "Ah, no, my phone." He tried to reach out to catch the flying phone, but it was all in vain.

After Wen Ze reacted, he immediately jumped up from the pony, regardless of Sanqi 21, and punched Bao Yan several times to avenge his fright.

If you have a grudge, report it on the spot, don't delay it even half a minute, and don't suffer your grievances in vain.

"Bao Yan, you are so cowardly that you carried out a sneak attack. You deserve to have your phone thrown to the ground." Wen Ze loudly accused Bao Yan of his bad behavior, which really scared me to death.

Wen Ze still has lingering fears and wants to punch the evil-minded Bao Yan a few more times.

Bao Yan was not stupid either. He dodged Wenze's fist while retreating, but the effect was not very good.

Although Wen Ze looked thin and tall, he was very strong. The fists hitting his body really hurt. Bao Yan had no choice but to beg for mercy: "Stop hitting me. I know I made a mistake. I won't do it next time. You Just let me go."

As he was being punched one after another, Wen Ze's anger subsided a little. He squinted his eyes and looked at the slightly embarrassed Bao Yan: "Are you having a seizure? Otherwise, why would you suddenly scare me with a ghost film? Isn't that right?" You are thinking that this is the last day of filming on the set, so you can vent your dissatisfaction with me."

Bao Yan denied it: "It's nothing, where are you thinking? I'm such a stingy person. I saw that you were too tense and wanted to help you relieve your tension, so I took this step. "

Wen Ze sneered: "Heh, if you are really here, can't you find a way that's not scary? You have to use horror clips to scare people. I think you're itchy."

Bao Yan said righteously: "You're talking nonsense. I had good intentions. Who knew you were so unintimidated that you would be afraid of even a scary scene? I'm not as cowardly as you." He curled his lips and looked like a god. The appearance of not being afraid.

It was just that he knew Wen Ze would not hit him again, so he felt confident.

Wen Ze laughed angrily and sneered: "Okay, remember what you just said, just wait for me."

In fact, Bao Yan already felt a little guilty, but he still said stubbornly: "I'll wait, you think I'll be afraid."

If he hadn't looked at Bao Yan's evasive eyes, Wen Ze might have believed his lies.

Wenze looked at Bao Yan steadily for a while, said nothing, turned around and sat back on the pony, ignoring Bao Yan, a fool.

After this unpleasant episode, Wen Ze was indeed less nervous, but his mood was ups and downs, and he needed to adjust his state, fearing that Barbie would become Q when the filming started.

Finally came the most difficult scene, where He Fan had to say never to the world again.

Before turning on the phone, Wen Ze was already lying on the bed, getting rid of all distracting thoughts, brewing emotions, and welcoming the arrival of death.

After the filming started, Wenze changed his usual appearance. At first glance, he was a seriously ill and weak patient, but his energy was unprecedentedly good. This was a sign of recovery.

He Fan was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to sit up, so he could only lie on the bed, looking tenderly at Aunt Wang, Song Wei and Xu Ming who were standing beside the bed, with a slight smile on his lips.

He Fan didn't want to leave this world with a sad face. He wanted to leave with a smile. He didn't want to worry his relatives and friends who loved him at the last moment.

Aunt Wang's eyes were always red. She held back her tears and tried to force herself to maintain a smile. She didn't want He Fan to worry about her in the last moments.

But that smile was uglier than crying, how could He Fan not see it.

Song Wei and Xu Ming were not much better. There was no smile on their faces, and their expressions were extremely solemn. They could not hide the sadness on their faces. Their red eyes never left He Fan, fearing that they would die forever in the next moment. separated.

He Fan knew that his time was up. In fact, he had already arranged everything he needed to do. He held his breath and said, "Aunt Wang, Awei, Xiao Ming, don't feel sorry for me. This is my destiny. Leaving is actually a relief." .”

"Although my life is short, I am lucky enough to have your company. I feel very happy. It is not in vain to come to this world." With tears in his eyes, He Fan looked up at the three people who were holding back their sorrow.

Aunt Wang's tears were almost unbearable. She held He Fan's left hand with trembling hands and cried uncontrollably: "Xiao Fan, go in peace. Being able to take care of you is the happiest thing in my life. Don't worry about it." I'm worried, I'll be fine." There was only the sickly and pale He Fan in her eyes, as if he was her whole world.

Yes, Aunt Wang had no children in her life, and she loved He Fan as her own child. She never thought that one day a white-haired person would give birth to a black-haired person.

How she wished she was the one who got sick. Why did He Fan get such a terminal disease when he was still so young?

Song Wei felt uncomfortable at all, with soreness rising from his chest to the tip of his nose. He knelt down in front of the bed, his voice hoarse and astringent: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are good brothers, good brothers for life. Your unfinished ideal is mine." I will complete it for you, so you can leave with peace of mind." I don't want He Fan to bid farewell to this world with endless regrets.

Xu Ming didn't feel better. He was the lucky one. He received help from He Fan and had hope of living. However, his savior...

Xu Ming suppressed the grief in his heart, gritted his teeth and forced out a smile. He looked down at He Fan's eyes and tried to reassure He Fan: "Brother Fan, I will fulfill my promise and try my best to do my best. I will not let you down."

"That's good, that's good." After murmuring softly, He Fan's pupils gradually expanded and lost focus, but the nostalgia in his eyes dissipated little by little.

Suddenly, a heartbroken cry sounded in the room: "Xiaofan, my Xiaofan." You no longer have to endure the pain, you are free, and I hope there will be no pain in heaven.

Song Wei knelt down weakly on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, letting the tears fall from his eyes, crying silently, his heart hurting so much that he couldn't breathe.

All he could think about was that He Fan was gone. His good brother was gone and would never be seen again.

Xu Ming's tears burst instantly, and he covered his mouth to prevent his crying from leaking out. He couldn't stop the sadness from spreading to his limbs and bones.

The room was shrouded in unresolved sadness, and a series of sobs sounded, infinitely amplified.