I raised the whole heaven

The filming of "The Tale of the Wind" is definitely not easy. The aerial equipment is already uncomfortable, and it is a fantasy drama. Basically, half a day is spent hanging on Wia. This is the first time for Chu Ci to hang on to Wia. At that time, because he lost his balance, he swayed in mid-air for a long time like a swing, scaring everyone; but later, even he could stay in the air without changing his expression.Two days later, Chu Ci had to rely on massage to relieve the stiff muscles in his legs and back, but Xue Zhiheng laughed at him mercilessly.

"Why are you so weak?" She vowed, "Sister, I am much stronger than you!"

But after Chuci, I heard from Xue Zhiheng's assistant that her legs were worn out, the skin was peeled off, red and swollen, and she even bit the quilt and cried in pain when she took the medicine.

As an actor, there have never been any shortcuts.Repeating the lines over and over again, shivering in thin costumes in the cold, sweating and almost dehydrated in three layers of costumes under the scorching sun, getting injured or strained during the play...all It is already commonplace.Good actors rarely mention the sufferings they have suffered in public, and few people know how much tears and sweat are hidden behind their understatement.

What the public sees is always their glamorous side, watching them spend a lot of money, watching them being admired by thousands of people, seeing them enviously, but never thinking about what they paid for it.Even whenever there are natural and man-made disasters, the entertainment industry is always the first one to be taken out.

"It's so easy for them to make money, why don't they donate all their wealth to the disaster victims?"

Countless keyboard warriors are filled with righteous indignation at the other end of the screen, as if they are the moral model who sells everything to help the victims.

But who in the world can achieve success casually?

Xue Zhiheng never mentioned the suffering she had suffered, and Chu Ci naturally would not expose it—they are not people who are used to exposing their vulnerable sides to the outside.They huddled in their own small domain, frowned and swallowed all the suffering, and then walked out glamorously.

They are all such people.

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Chu Ci's sense of drama is very good, this is what Director Wang used to praise him repeatedly.He is not a seedling who came from a serious school, but it is precisely because he has not been taught systematically that his acting skills are not at all trapped in a shell.Most of the actors in this world follow the well-behaved acting routine step by step. Before crying, they have to move their lips slightly, and before laughing, they have to consciously put soft brows...they are Being taught to come out in this way, even though there is nothing wrong with it, it also makes them all the same, without any characteristics.

They cry, they cry in the same way.They laughed, and they laughed the same way.They are copied characters in batches. When standing together, they are like batches of perfect templates, lifeless and unreal.

But Chu Ci didn't have that kind of experience, all he had was a bit of aura and natural understanding.All he can do is to carefully figure out everything about the little flower demon, and then try to make himself a living character.Standing in front of the mirror every day, he asked himself seriously, what kind of person should the little flower demon be?What will he do, what will he look like?What kind of arc should his arm be when he gently swung it down? Could it be a decisive and firm arc?

Thinking about another person's life like trying to figure out the words of a sage fascinated Chuci.When he controls this character as if looking at the thin and winding lines in his palm, he only needs to close his eyes and let go of everything to release the little flower demon in his heart. When he enters the play, no one even It can be said that he is not this character.

He became more and more comfortable in acting, but he stumbled repeatedly in several scenes.

"No.19 for the second time!"

He kneeled respectfully on the white jade steps, with his head slightly lowered, his frail figure was mostly covered by misty clouds.His silvery white hair fell down, softly covering half of his face.

He waited with bated breath for something.This kind of waiting made him unable to help but clenched his fingers and tightened his grip, and his clothes were tightly gripped and wrinkled, like a mortal listening to God's judgment.

After a long time, there was finally a voice above the steps, sighing, "Get up."

The little flower demon buried her head even lower, her forehead touched the cold stone steps.

"Disciple...don't dare to get up."

he whispered.

In fact, this disciple was already overstepping the rules, but he really didn't want to use a more humble name in front of this person, so he had to find another name.He slowly raised his eyes, the ice and fire in his eyes were tightly surrounded and burned, and they were inseparably gathered together, becoming the only bright color in the vast white sky.

The field controller was shocked by this thrilling beauty, and he was a little speechless for a while—he had always known that Chu Cisheng was outstanding, but when the fire in his eyes was like this, he still held onto it tightly. the human heart.When he looks at you, you seem to be the most beautiful and admirable existence in the world.

But Director Wang frowned all of a sudden, and shouted, "Cut!"

Everyone looked over in surprise. The unshaven director Wang sat behind the camera, frowning and looking at the close-up shot just taken.Then he took a drag on his cigarette and shook his head.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?" The assistant director was completely puzzled, "I think the acting is pretty good!"

"No." Director Wang slowly spit out the smoke ring from his mouth, "Your eyes are wrong. Xiaoci, there is something missing in your eyes."

"This character was bound to the sky shortly after he became wise. He was raised by Lancang. When he looked at Lancang, his eyes should have the same admiration and dependence as his father," said Director Wang. Chu Ci called over and told him a play, "In addition to the unspeakable feelings, you should also show that kind of admiration."

Chu Ci nodded, indicating that he understood.When he returned to his fixed point, Lian Heng was at the top of the steps, smiling at him gently, as if to calm his emotions.

But the next few times, Chu Ci still couldn't play Rumu.His eyes were clearly burning, but his whole body seemed to be separated from this world, and he looked at the joys and sorrows here with a little guard, like a complete outsider.

Director Wang called Ka again, and this time, his temper was faintly raised: "Look at your father! When you look at your father, what kind of eyes should you look in? Why is this not good?"

Chu Ci's body froze slightly, and his fingers clenched a little bit, but he didn't have the slightest intention to defend himself.He just stood up and sincerely apologized to the staff.

After several times, still stuck here.

"Forget it," Director Wang slumped in the chair in frustration after losing his temper, waving his hand with a cigarette in his mouth, "For the sake of your performance before, I'll give you two hours to find out. If it doesn’t work, just call your dad! All in all, when you come back, you must go through it again!”

Tang Yuan, who was waiting on the sidelines, jumped up, thanked the director and hurried to drive.When he stuffed Chu Ci into the car and drove him all the way out of the shooting location, he carefully looked at Chu Ci's face through the rearview mirror.

"Xiaoci, are you okay?"

Chu Ci shook his head and rolled down the window glass a little.The whistling wind from outside immediately poured in eagerly, blowing his wig that had not been removed fluttering in the carriage like a stretched soft silk.

"Let me tell you, filming is like this. Don't take it to heart. As an actor, it's normal to be ng several times. There was a little heavenly king before, who filmed a suicide scene and nged more than [-] times." And your difficulty is actually small, compared to the ones you took a few days ago—”

"But Director Wang is right," Chu Ci cut off his voice gently, and said calmly, "I can't act."

He looked out the window, and the car had gradually entered a place where the crowds were slightly denser. Rows of low shops stood on both sides of the street, like two rows of jagged teeth in the city.This city is close to the sea, and when the sea breeze rushes in in waves, he can clearly smell the slightly fishy and salty smell.This smell reminded him of the rain-wet soil outside the Qin family's mansion, and the smell of paint from the locked door.They roared over and overwhelmed him, wrapping him tightly.

This is my problem, Chu Ci thought.

I simply don't know how to rely on He Rumu alone.

The phone suddenly vibrated again, he lowered his head to unlock it, and saw a group of gods yelling in WeChat.

[Taishang Laojun: Crayfish!crayfish!Crayfish, let's go! 】

Chu Ci: ...

What is this doing?

His head was full of fog, and when he was about to ask, he saw them scrolling down one after another.

[I am the Lord of the Three Realms: Spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish and thirteen fragrant crayfish... Ah, mortal, when will you come back...]

【Fairy Baihua: I have eaten all the flowers in my palace.cry.GIF]

[Guan Shiyin: Nonsense, when I looked at it yesterday, there was clearly another one. 】

【Fairy Baihua:...】

【Fairy Baihua:......】

[Fairy Baihua: It's just an exaggeration, Bodhisattvas don't want to be so serious!If this is the case, we won't be able to talk about it today! 】

【Taishang Laojun: (serious face) Since that's the case, why don't we go to Xiaoci's place to have a look? 】

Chu Ci trembled all over, and immediately replied: [No way! ! !Especially Laojun, you are not allowed to come! ! ! 】

Not to mention other people, just one Taishang Laojun can already disturb people's peace.If this group of out-of-shape gods all come, won't they turn this place upside down?

At this moment, a notification tone suddenly sounded in the WeChat group, followed by a person who Chu Ci had never expected to join.

[Your friend "Nuwa Empress" has joined the group chat. 】

[Nuwa Empress: Mortal, I heard that you cook well.If you cook some food with me, I will make a boyfriend with you, how about it? 】