Did Mr. Zhao succeed in confessing today?

Chapter 2

With the Best Soundtrack Award at the BA Film Festival as the beginning of his return to China, emails inviting him to be a music producer poured in, filling the mailbox to the brim.But Jiang Yu wasn't in the mood to talk about work, so he switched to the settings to turn off new email notifications, turned over and continued playing games.

This is the second day of his jet lag failure.

From the early morning when it took two or three minutes to match a round to the second class break when the elementary and middle school students began to do radio gymnastics, Jiang Yu won consecutive victories all the way, and was promoted from stubborn bronze to honorable platinum.After the game was over, he turned off the game and yawned. He walked barefoot to the refrigerator to take out a carton of milk, and at the same time sent Zhang Siyi a WeChat message.

[Yu: This game is not as difficult as you said. 】

It was less than eleven o'clock now, and Zhang Siyi would not get up so early. Of course, there was no timely response to this message, but Jiang Yu received a call from a collaborator - Dewey, the director of "Jing Qiu".

Director Du holds a pivotal position in the domestic film industry and has extremely high demands on the main creative personnel.Jiang Yu wrote the ending song and interlude of this film long before returning to China, but the other party was not satisfied. According to Dewey's original words, "the beginning of the song is amazing, but overall the sense of collision and conflict is not enough. The interweaving of love and hate has not been vividly reflected."

Jiang Yu could only go back to work, but until now, he hadn't figured out how to express that conflicting feeling.

Therefore, when he picked up the phone, he was a little guilty, but the other party's voice was extraordinarily hearty: "Xiao Jiang, are you interested in coming to the set to see it? Excited to watch a few scenes, the creative inspiration will knock on the door."

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow.For the soundtracks of TV dramas and movies, the script will be sent by the show crew during production, and there is no need to go to the shooting scene. This is the first time Jiang Yu has encountered such an invitation in his career.It's a good way to find inspiration after a second thought. When you visit the venue in person, you will always have different feelings from before.

"If I come, won't it affect everyone's shooting?" He asked.

"No." Dewey laughed, "I'll send you the address, and you come over as soon as possible. The highlights of those scenes will be in these few days."

Jiang Yu said "OK".

There was a shout on the other end of the phone, and Dewey hung up the phone and hurried away.Jiang Yu sat back on the sofa, the expression on his face faded, he supported his head with his hands, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, but he couldn't sleep, otherwise he still wouldn't be able to overcome the jet lag.

He pulled out the remote control from under the cushion and turned on the TV. The noisy sound cleared his mind a little. Then he unlocked his phone and clicked on the takeaway app. After watching for a long time, he decided to order a pickled fish and braised pork ribs. The address to book a flight ticket.

After finishing all this, he threw the phone aside, leaned his head on the sofa, and stared at the screen with a little drowsiness in his eyes.

It happened to be a movie channel, and what was broadcasting was a romance movie, telling a love story that was interrupted in the graduation season of senior year and reunited with her alma mater two years later.Jiang Yu was too old to watch this kind of film, so he yawned lacking in interest and was about to change the channel. Unexpectedly, the next second the camera switched, the color tone changed from bright to stale, and a memory suddenly cut in.

In the empty university auditorium, only the grand piano accompanied by the wind and the sun was left, the leaves fell quietly, the curtains fluttered, and the door of the auditorium was pushed open.The boy walked onto the stage holding flowers, his friends cheered him on, and the girl was also pulled in. At this moment, the piano sounded, lightly and quickly, like the moonlight dancing on the treetops.

The boy sang to the accompaniment, the camera panned, and the person in front of the piano appeared in the corner of the screen.

He was leaning sideways, wearing a simple white shirt, with short hair and neat short hair, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were focused on the piano keys.His thick eyelashes looked like crow's feathers, and the shattered light under his eyes and the upturned corners of his lips were intoxicating.

A young man as clean and beautiful as orange blossoms, the piano sound seemed to exude fragrance. Accompanied by his accompaniment, the boy finished singing the song, and the girl took the flowers, and there was thunderous applause from all directions.

The remote control slipped from his fingers, and Jiang Yu sat up straight. The person in front of the piano was played by Zhao Weiming. This should be one of his early movies, with a youthful look in his eyes.But it was this youthfulness that made Jiang Yu's heart tremble again.

The piano boy on the screen is still smiling, and the smile travels through time like that. The snow in the deep winter melts, the sun becomes dazzling, the dead leaves return to the branches, and the cicadas sing and scream.

"Are you going to the welcome party tonight? It is said that there are several good-looking freshmen in this year's senior year."

A ball of paper flew over and hit Jiang Yu's head. He was dozing off, but after being harassed, his gray-blue eyes reluctantly opened, with impatience written in his eyes: "No."

"Would you like to eat crayfish in the back street? Recently, the boss held an event, buy a catty and get a catty free." Zhang Siyi continued to open his lips.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes: "No."

"Hey, are you disillusioned?"

Zhang Siyi sat down on the stool at Jiang Yu's front table, and slapped the table fiercely.

"I'm not going anywhere. I wrote English materials all night last night. I just want to go back to sleep early." After speaking, Jiang Yu took out a pair of earphones from her bag and put them on her head, and fell asleep on the desk.

Zhang Siyi shrugged his shoulders at the other end of the classroom, and returned to his seat with a disappointed expression.

But Jiang Yu still went to the welcome party at night, because the teacher in charge of the party found him and asked him to perform for a classmate with heat stroke. The program was a piano and violin ensemble, Saint-Saëns' "Introduction and Echo".

Jiang Yu met Zhao Weiming like this.The young man had red lips and white teeth. He was wearing a white shirt and a dark green tie. The light just happened to pour down from above his head, which was quite dazzling.He stretched out his hand to Jiang Yu, and called "Hello Senior" obediently.

The senior just nodded to him, then passed him and sat on the chair, tuned the strings, applied rosin to the bow, and then leaned back on the back of the chair with the piano in his arms and fell asleep - he was not woken up until 1 minute before the performance .

Jiang Yu opened his eyes in confusion, his mind went blank, and then Zhao Weiming pulled him up, leaned closer to his ear and said something.

What are you talking about?Jiang Yu found that he couldn't remember.

The story told in "Jing Qiu" took place in modern times, so the filming location was chosen in the well-known Republic of China Film and Television City in City B, which is not far from the airport, and it takes only 10 minutes by taxi.

It was nearly ten o'clock when Jiang Yu arrived, and Dewey's assistant took him to the hotel to check in and store his luggage. When the two arrived on the set, they happened to meet the delivery guy who stopped his motorcycle.

The delivery boy made a phone call, and then a man and a woman came out.

In this cold and windy outdoor, the man was wearing a thin costume, not even a down jacket.The white shirt was rolled up to the elbow, and the left shoulder was scratched, with blood stains faintly visible. The top two buttons were missing, revealing a section of collarbone and chest. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed pince-nez glasses, and a gold chain was dangling from his face. , exuding an indescribably ascetic and naked beauty all over her body.

Jiang Yu moved his hand in his pocket, at this moment Zhao Weiming stopped and smiled at him: "Mr. Jiang, are you here to visit the class?"

"I'm here to observe." Jiang Yu said.

Xiaolu also greeted Jiang Yu and the director's assistant beside her. The director's assistant rolled her eyes and asked with a smile, "What takeaway did you order?"

"Too much work today, Brother Zhao ordered milk tea for everyone." Xiaolu said.

The takeaway boy opened the incubator, and the double-cup bags were filled to the brim. The amount was obviously too much for two people to carry. The director's assistant offered to help, and Jiang Yu was not idle, carrying three bags in one hand, and Zhao Weiming walked side by side behind the two girls.

Jiang Yu's gray-blue eyes stared straight ahead, and he didn't see Zhao Weiming from the corner of his eye. He was wearing an unbuttoned beige windbreaker with a black sweater inside and a dark gray knitted scarf around his neck. He looked cold Like the winter wind.

Zhao Weiming looked down at the half-meter distance between the two, and then moved his gaze from the packing bag to the opponent's hand.It was Jiang Yu's left hand. Due to practicing the piano all the year round, the little finger was longer than ordinary people's. At this time, it was slightly bent, and the arc tickled Zhao Weiming's heart.

"Ms. Jiang." Zhao Weiming moved a few centimeters to the side, "I heard that the music for this movie is made by you."

"Yeah." Jiang Yu looked at Zhao Weiming, "So Director Du invited me to come and have a look."

Zhao Weiming said "Oh", with a smile in his eyes, "Just now you said you came to observe, I thought you were going to change careers."

"It's not that easy to change careers." Jiang Yu finished speaking with her head tilted, followed in the footsteps of the director's assistant and Xiaolu, and distributed milk tea to everyone.

In the end, Zhao Weiming didn't finish all the cups in his hand, and there were four cups left. He put two cups on the vacant stool, and took the other two cups out of the packing bag. He glanced at the label and asked, "Strawberry Duoduo and Oriental Beauty Cheese milk cap, which one would Mr. Jiang want?"

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand to the strawberries, but Zhao Weiming put them back and took out another bag, "Both are iced drinks, Mr. Jiang, let's drink this cocoa pudding."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Weiming put one of the cups into Jiang Yu's hand with a straw, and accidentally touched the other's fingers with his fingers, and found that it was colder than his own hand that had touched the iced drink.

"Cocoa is too sweet." Jiang Yu frowned.

"Ms. Jiang, add more sugar in winter." Zhao Weiming blinked, and then took two glasses of iced drinks to a place where Jiang Yu couldn't see.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at the milk tea. He didn't drink it, but just held it to warm his hands.Zhao Weiming was called to put on makeup, and the next scene was his rivalry with another male protagonist.Jiang Yu dragged a stool to sit next to Dewey, and the screen was playing back the pictures taken before.

In the dark study room, Zhao Weiming took off his coat slowly, and then rolled up his sleeves inch by inch. He was expressionless at first, but when the camera moved in, a faint smile appeared on his lips.He raised his right hand and pulled out a gun from between the books. At the same time, the person sitting in the chair threw his crutches heavily on the ground. Zhao Weiming raised his eyelids coolly, the muzzle of the gun drooped, and walked over quickly...

"Twilight's acting skills are really good." Dewey suddenly said.

"The expression is in place." Jiang Yu answered, Zhao Weiming's eyes in this scene were quite sharp, like the edge of a blade in a long night, and blood could be seen when he handed it forward.

Dewey nodded and told him the details of the movie.About half an hour later, another male protagonist and Zhao Weiming came out of the dressing room one after the other. Zhao Weiming changed into a black suit and a white shirt, and lowered his head to adjust the watch on his wrist while walking.

As if sensing Jiang Yu's gaze, Zhao Weiming looked up at him, then tilted his head and smiled.

The author has something to say: I'm really not very good at writing this kind of text_(:зゝ∠)_Writing so slowly