Rebirth of the past actor

25

"Because of the schedule of the lead actor in "Guardian", we have to start the machine earlier, pack up and follow me." Fei Wenli stopped Mo Wen from the door of the room, and said with her hands.

Mo Wen never imagined that he had just experienced the life of a primitive man for two days - he couldn't eat enough, couldn't sleep well, and every day except picking wild fruits and chasing rabbits; finally returned to the present society, and planned to have a good rest One moment, but now he has to rush to the next place without stopping.

He glanced at his tiger skin skirt and straw sandals: "How about I take a bath first?"

Fei Wenli nodded, "Speed ​​up and leave immediately. The plane at 9 o'clock in the evening will take four to 10 minutes from here to the airport, leaving half an hour for you to take a shower and pack your luggage."

"What? So urgent?" Mo Wen asked in shock.

Fei Wenli raised her hand and looked at her watch, "You still have 28 minutes."

Mo Wen hurried into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Mo Wen sat in the car bound for the airport and wandered away.

"What's wrong?" Fei Wenli asked with concern seeing Mo Wen's dazed look.

"No, it just feels a little unreal." Mo Wen smiled, "Two hours ago, I was still in the Neolithic Age, cutting the rabbit meat I hunted with the tools I polished, and even the fire was made by drilling wood , and now fly to a fantasy world in a modern car."

"You'd better get used to this rhythm as soon as possible. Some actors who have expired will shuttle between several crews on the same day. He may go shopping in the Song Dynasty with a cold weapon in the morning, and drive a tank in the afternoon. Hit the Japanese devils."

"This... won't it be a play like this?"

"Some will, but really good actors can enter various roles anytime and anywhere."

"It's amazing. I didn't get into the mood until the afternoon when I filmed a reality show with a background setting like "Interviewing the Past and the Present."

Fei Wenli smiled, "You've just come back, and you're doing pretty well."

Mo Wen once again experienced the difficulty of this profession.

On the plane, he finally had a short break and slept all the way to his destination.

Then he rushed to the crew to report without stopping.

He was worried that because of his lack of experience before, he would hold back the crew.But the filming unexpectedly went smoothly, and the director was quite satisfied with his performance.

But he only dared to tell Tong Yan about this kind of thing.

Tong Daxian didn't seem to care about this.

Little Stone: This is no surprise.You've already started writing rumors for that little character of yours, and if you don't act well, your IQ will really be hopeless.

Xiao Shitou: But your IQ is already hopeless, maybe this time it's a super performance.

Don't talk, kiss me: ...

Xiao Shitou: I heard that a singer is particularly moved by playing a certain role, and writes songs for this role.

Xiao Shitou: But I have never seen a planner write a novel for a role because of playing a role.

Mo Wen saw that he had turned on the Tucao mode again, so he quickly changed the subject.

Don't talk, kiss me: But I've been here for a week, and the jade you gave me hasn't responded at all.

Little Stone: Don't worry, you guys are on a group business trip, maybe it's related to that Sam's family or friends.You establish a good relationship with him and strive to break into his life circle.

Don't talk, kiss me: I can't even talk to him except for work, how can I break into his life circle...

Little Stone: This will test your interpersonal skills.

Don't talk, kiss me: you don't know my interpersonal skills...

Little Stone: Uh...

Tong Yan knew this, and Mo Wen's interpersonal skills were at the level of an ordinary otaku.

Xiao Shitou: Or you can wait for his family or friends to visit the class, that is also a chance.

The crew did not wait for the visit of the director's relatives, but welcomed the presence of investors.

At noon that day, Boss Ren, one of the investors of "Guardian", brought a bunch of food to condolence to the hard-working crew members.

To say that this person is really a strange creature - before Ren Jinzhao and Mo Wen were both in the imperial capital, they could see each other by taking a taxi but they had to send WeChat; now that Mo Wen is out of town, they can be contacted by sending WeChat However, Ren Jinzhao ran over.

Mo Wen had just finished the play when he saw Ren Jinzhao sitting on his lounge chair like a rich man, crossing his legs and supervising his assistant to deliver snacks to everyone.

The man clearly saw himself, but immediately looked up at the sky.

He stopped walking, which means...does it mean that he doesn't want to talk to him?

After hesitating for a while, he saw Ren Jinzhao sneaking glances this way.

Don't ask, it's clear: This means asking myself to go over and say hello...

So, he walked over and said nonsense: "Are you here?"

Ren Jinzhao pretended to rescue himself from admiring the beauty of the sky, "Have you finished shooting? Are you thirsty? There is water here. Are you hungry? I brought delicious food over here. And it's so hot, I Tell Xiao Song to buy you an iced drink."

Don't ask: ...

"I'm not thirsty, I'm not hungry, I'm not hot."

Ren Jinzhao picked up the bowl next to him, "Do you want to pay less? The food here is delicious."

Mo Wen shook his head, "Forget it, I'm wearing a costume, it won't be good if it gets dirty."

"That's right." Ren Jinzhao put down the bowl in disappointment, "But it's okay, I still have some left in the hotel, you can go back and eat after you're done."

After speaking, he asked again: "About what time are you going back?"

"Not sure." Mo Wen thought for a while, and said, "There are still two scenes. If all goes well, it should be over in less than two hours."

"Oh, that's pretty fast." Ren Jinzhao leaned back in his chair happily, "Then I'll wait for you to go back together."

Mo Wen saw that there were already people looking this way, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Why don't you go back first." He found a high-sounding reason, "You are here, everyone is busy with work. "

Ren Jinzhao was smart after all, he knew what Mo Wen was worried about just by looking at Mo Wen's expression.But he didn't reveal it, went down the steps, stayed for a while, and then went back to the hotel.

After Ren Jinzhao left, Xiao Song came back and brought a piece of breaking news: Ren Jinzhao was leaving, Mo Wen asked for a room card.

Mo Wen began to feel uneasy after hearing the news. The relationship between the two has become delicate since the last time Ren Jinzhao got drunk at his house. He wondered if he wanted to "take away the room card" that meaning.

So, when I was filming the next scene, I was very out of shape and NGed several times.Although Director Sam didn't say anything, his face was still very ugly.

Mo Wen blamed himself very much. In terms of acting skills, although he can make up for his shortcomings by doing a lot of work in private; but in terms of state, he is still too easily disturbed by the external environment.

He hurriedly tried his best to let go, so as to temporarily drive Ren Jinzhao out of his head.

Fortunately, things went smoothly later on. Although it was later than expected, we finally finished work before dark.

When Mo Wen returned to the hotel room, there was afternoon food on the table, and Ren Jinzhao’s singing came from the bathroom:

Is the invisible color called a rainbow?

Is the invisible hug called a breeze

A person thinking about whether a person is lonely

Mo Wen looked at the steaming food in front of him, and listened to the steamy singing in the bathroom, the corners of his eyes suddenly became moist—although the protagonist’s gender was somewhat different from his ideal, wasn’t this what he had fantasized about countless times before? Ideal life? When you come back from work every day, you can see someone waiting for you in your small family.

Ren Jinzhao in the bathroom obviously didn't know that Mo Wen outside was in a battle between man and nature, and he continued humming happily:

Destiny steals away if only results are left

Time stole the original intention, leaving only the difficulty

You came and then you left only the starry sky

This song, Mo Wen, became more and more familiar the more I listened to it, until Ren Jinzhao hummed the part of the chorus:

That year we looked at the starry sky and never thought about the future of the future

When the story loses the dream the dream loses the thread and we lose touch

Why does this speechless starry sky quietly watch me cry

if you're here will you reach out and hug me

Mo Wen's moist eyes finally couldn't bear too much emotion anymore, a big teardrop rolled down.

This is the melody engraved in his mind. Every time he has a problem that he can't figure out, when he encounters difficulties, or when he is sad, it can bring him strength.

This is the melody left to him by the little boy who taught him how to appreciate the affection he didn't have.

The singing continues:

Orion Sirius Weaver Girl Light Years Away Silence

Recalling when the dream of youth secretly fell

I loved and then I was silent and drifting in the sea

Mo Wen seemed to have seen the scene when he heard the melody for the first time.

That day, the last child who was close to him was adopted, and he became the only child over ten years old in this orphanage.

People say that the older you get, the more things you remember, the harder it is to bond with new parents, and the less likely you are to be adopted.

He hid behind a crooked neck tree, secretly watching the dean talking to the couple who adopted his friend.

"Are you envious of him?" A voice suddenly came from above.

Mo Wen raised his head, and saw a boy in a small suit and leather shoes sitting on a tree branch not far from the ground—the clothes really didn't match this behavior.

"Envy, very envy." Mo Wen replied truthfully, "I want a family, father and mother." After speaking, he added with some frustration: "But I am too old to be adopted."

"Tch." The boy said disdainfully: "With parents, what's the use if they don't love you."

"But, but at least I have it." Mo Wen said unwillingly, "I never knew what it was like to have parents, I want to taste it."

"Hey." The little boy jumped off the tree, "Then let me teach you a method."

Mo Wen asked excitedly: "What method?" Although the little boy in front of him was much younger than himself, Mo Wen felt that he could trust him.

"You can observe more about other people's parents and how they get along with their children. If you watch more, you will dream about it at night." The little boy did not wait for Mo Wen to answer after finishing speaking.He hummed a song and left.

Mo Wen stared blankly at the back of the little boy, thinking about the feasibility of this method, and even forgot to thank him...

When Ren Jinzhao came out of the bathroom, he saw Mo Wen sitting at the dining table in a daze.He walked over and shook his hand in front of the other party, "What are you thinking?"

Mo Wen came back to his senses, reacted for a while, and said, "Oh, it's nothing."

Ren Jinzhao pushed the bowl on the table, "Try this quickly, I just reheated it, it's really delicious."

Mo Wen put a mouthful into his mouth blankly, but was too shocked to taste it.

"How is it?" Ren Jinzhao asked excitedly.

Mo Wen nodded absently, "Yes, it's delicious."

At this time, he had an idea in his heart that was ready to come out, but he couldn't believe it because he thought it was too coincidental.But this song, he really never heard others sing it.

Mo Wen hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "You... Did you grow up with your mother when you were young?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Ren Jinzhao sat down across the dining table and began to share the delicacies he brought with Mo Wen.

"Then, have you been sent to another place for foster care?" Mo Wen asked again.

"How is it possible? My mother just pointed at me as a bargaining chip to marry into a rich family. It's good not to tie me to the waistband of my trousers." Ren Jinzhao replied.

Mo Wen was a little disappointed, "Oh, that's it." He said that such a coincidence would not happen.

"Before I was six years old, I basically had no freedom of my own. She took me with her everywhere, which was annoying. Once she went to an orphanage for charity, and I sneaked away while she was not paying attention, and found it. Afterwards, I was hungry and didn’t give me anything to eat for a whole day.”

At this second, Mo Wen's mood that had just calmed down began to shake again, his heartbeat was so loud that it almost drowned out his questioning voice: "That orphanage...is...what's its name?"

Ren Jinzhao thought for a while, "It seems to be called Wuxing or something."

Mo Wen interrupted him excitedly, "May Starry Sky?"

"Ah, yes, that's the name." Ren Jinzhao looked at Mo Wen, who looked a little abnormal, "But how do you know? Otherwise, when I grow up, my mother asked me to donate money there several times, and I would almost Forget it."

Mo Wen felt his head explode, and the song repeated in his mind over and over again:

Is the invisible color called a rainbow?

Is the invisible hug called a breeze

A person thinking about whether a person is lonely

Destiny steals away if only results are left

Time stole the original intention, leaving only the difficulty

You came and then you left only the starry sky

That year we looked at the starry sky and had so many brilliant dreams

I thought that happiness would always be with me like an unchanging starry sky

Orion Sirius Weaver Girl Light Years Away Silence

Recalling when the dream of youth secretly fell

I loved and then I was silent and drifting in the sea

That year we looked at the starry sky and never thought about the future of the future

When the story loses the dream the dream loses the thread and we lose touch

Why does this speechless starry sky quietly watch me cry

if you're here will you reach out and hug me

Count the stars twinkling, count the running around in this life

It turns out that everything gained is not as good as a night of starry sky

The tenderness in the air recalls your smile

As if you can touch it with your hand

Is the invisible color called a rainbow?

Is the invisible hug called a breeze

A person is used to a person...

Looking at the starry sky alone at this moment, the past has never changed

Loneliness can be endured or enjoyed, enjoying the only possession

That year we looked at the starry sky and had so many brilliant dreams

At least the memories will always accompany me like the unchanging starry sky

In the end, only the starry sky remains with me like unchanging memories

He finally confirmed that he loves Ren Jinzhao.

But Ren Jinzhao has someone else in his heart, the leader he used to be, the person he can't hate at all - He Xi.

If it is said that his heart was calm a few months ago, then he is eager to know these questions now:

He wondered how they met?How did Ren Jinzhao fall in love with He Xi?Since He Xi is already with Ren Xigu, why does Ren Jinzhao refuse to give up?

Questions filled his mind, as if it was about to explode...

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Brother He Xi is here." Ren Jinzhao got up, and seeing Mo Wen's expression, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Ah, that. Brother He Xi happened to be here on a business trip, so I asked him to eat together. You, don't you mind?" Bar?"

Mo Wen mechanically shook his head, he heard a familiar voice coming from the door, "Will I disturb you when I come?"

"It's okay, eating is only fun when everyone is together."

In the next second, this person appeared in front of his eyes.

Mo Wen looked at He Xi, and suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. This emotion was like a raging fire, which made him almost out of breath.

He struggled to get up, "Hi, Huan..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Wen's eyes darkened and he passed out...

The author has something to say: the song is "Starry Sky" by Mayday, saying that Mo Wen has never heard others sing it is entirely necessary for the plot~

In fact, I believe that many people have heard of it, and if you haven’t heard of it, I suggest you watch it together with the MV.

Think about Mo Wen when he was a child, riding a bicycle and holding a telescope, in order to save enough material for his dreams, he walked around the streets to see other people's parents...