After a hidden marriage with the opponent's top traffic

"Get ready, start." Following the director's order, Mu Nan began to enter the state.

He plays a child with a little intellectual disability, and his walking posture is also different from normal people.

He ducks, his head tilted to one side.As the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker, he began to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At first, Mu Nan didn't have self-confidence, fearing that he would not perform well, but the director never stopped, and Mu Nan's self-confidence gradually grew.

He walked all the way along the walking route, his pace gradually accelerated, and he began to trot behind him.

"Okay, stop." As soon as the director's voice came out, Mu Nan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's very good," the director praised, "It's great to have this feeling when acting for the first time."

Mu Nan didn't know whether the director was really praising him or comforting him, but he still felt very happy.He looked around for Cheng Han, and saw him in a corner behind the director.

Cheng Han also saw his searching gaze and smiled at him.

"Hey, hey," the director noticed the two people's eye contact from a long distance away, and tapped the script in his hand, "There are so many people who can still flirt, hurry up and do another one, and then the next scene gone."

Mu Nan's cheeks flushed instantly. During dinner last night, the director also said that they were true love, but at that time the director drank too much, so he didn't take it seriously.

But now, being teased in front of so many people, he still feels very embarrassed.

However, the rest of the crew just laughed for a while and then passed away, obviously not surprised by the director's behavior.

The next few scenes went smoothly, Mu Nan's character got lost in the forest, couldn't find his way home, and finally sat under a tree exhausted.

As time progressed, the snow fell more and more, even exceeding the moderate snow category of the weather forecast.Two or three hours later, the snow has easily covered people's feet, and the snow has not diminished in the slightest.

Cheng Han and the others had already gone to shoot the scene of finding someone in the snow with the director of group B, and the director immediately called them back and filmed the scene of finding someone first.

While waiting for the filming to start, Mu Nan sat under the tree like this.He had thick cotton pads in his trousers, so he didn't feel very cold sitting on the ground.

But the padded jacket on his upper body was quickly torn through by the wind and snow.His hands were red from the cold, even stuffing them into the sleeves didn't help.The cheek exposed under Lei Feng's hat was also as painful as a knife was blown.

Mu Nan was a little bored waiting, and before he heard the director's voice to start, he simply let go of his energy, looked at the gray-blue sky in the distance, and hummed a song.

"The Wusuli River is long and long, and the blue river is full of waves. The Hezhe people cast a thousand nets, and the boats are full of rivers and fish."

He hummed a Heilongjiang folk song "Usuli Boat Song" created in the 60s. Mu Nan didn't know how he sang this song, and he didn't even remember where he heard it.

But in the snow, he suddenly sang this song.

"Hush—" the director made a sudden gesture to silence everyone, and then motioned for the cameraman to take a quick shot.

Mu Nan didn't realize that everyone was paying attention to him at all, he just sang in a low voice, after singing the lyrics of the first verse twice, he really couldn't remember the second verse, so he simply hummed the tune one after another .

But Mu Nan didn't know how pure he looked like this.

There is white snow all over the sky, only his little one is huddled in the snow.His voice is ethereal, and when he hums the melody with hundreds of turns, he seems to be a creature conceived in the heaven and the earth.

There were snowflakes on the brim of his hat, and even on his eyelashes. When he blinked, the frost fell like silver powder brought to the world when an angel came into the world.

"Later close-up." The director whispered to the camera, not daring to disturb Mu Nan, for fear that once he regained consciousness, such a pure and ethereal inspiration would disappear.

On the other side, the other actors were already ready, and the filming started at the director's order.

Mu Nan didn't react until Cheng Han was in front of him.

He watched Cheng Han galloping towards him from a distance, and for some reason, his eyes felt a little hot.

There seems to be a line here, Mu Nan thought desperately, his brain was so frozen that he couldn't remember it for a while.What should he say, "Are you finally here?", or "Why are you here?", or "Where's my mother?"

Because he really couldn't remember the lines, Mu Nan just stared blankly at Cheng Han and the others running over.Cheng Han took off his coat while running, and wrapped him tightly.

Cheng Han's body temperature was still inside the coat, and Mu Nan felt warmer in an instant.

The alternation of hot and cold made him shiver heavily, and the next second he felt Cheng Han hugging himself even tighter.

As the body heat gradually returned, Mu Nan finally remembered the lines.But the point of speaking lines has long passed, and the director has not stopped, Mu Nan is a little nervous.

There are a lot of actors in this scene, if for his own sake, everyone is asked to do it all over again, Mu Nan will feel guilty to death.

But the director didn't call to stop, until the end of one shot, he actually took the lead in applauding.

The other staff also applauded, Mu Nan was a little confused: "I seem to have forgotten to say my lines..."

"It doesn't matter," the director said, "The lines are for the character, and you performed very well just now. In that case, you are still a mentally handicapped child, so it is reasonable not to say anything."

"And how did you come up with the singing part?"

"Singing?" Mu Nan was taken aback, "I...I just sang because I was so bored."

The director's compliment this time was very sincere: "Yes, this shows that you are very talented."

"Ah? Really?" Mu Nan was a little skeptical, he just hummed a few lines of the song.

Cheng Han, on the other hand, had a proud expression on his face: "I just said that he is suitable for acting."

"All right, all right," the director waved his hand, "I know how good a person is, and I will ask you to act in a play next time." He said the second half of the sentence to Mu Nan.

"Ah good! Thank you director for your appreciation." Mu Nan didn't expect that his random guest appearance would have such an effect.

Originally, we wanted to continue filming the scene where the educated youths were looking for someone, but during this time, the snow had fallen too much, and with the furious north wind, the visibility was frighteningly low.

As a last resort, the director could only choose to call it a day.

It was dusk according to the time, but the sky was already gray and black.A blizzard warning popped up on everyone's mobile phones, and it turned out that Heihe was about to usher in a big snowstorm.

Mu Nan's heart skipped a beat, the traffic here is not smooth, and once there is a blizzard, he may not be able to go back in time.

What about his concert?

On the way back, Mu Nan was so worried that he even fell because he didn't look at the road, and almost knocked on a rock, which scared everyone enough.

Cheng Han and Yege helped him up one by one, and then Cheng Han squatted down in front of him.

"Come up," he said.

"What is this for?" Mu Nan asked.

"Hurry up," Cheng Han urged, "I can't even walk."

Mu Nan was still a little reluctant, he was an adult after all, so he wouldn't need someone to carry him even to walk.

But Cheng Han squatted firmly in front of him, didn't speak, but expressed his persistence with movements.

Mu Nan had no choice but to lie on his body awkwardly, but before he could get on his knees, Cheng Han had already stood up.

As the center of gravity swayed, Mu Nan was so frightened that he subconsciously hugged Cheng Han's neck.

Cheng Han supported his legs with both hands, fearing that he would fall and bump up again.

This made Mu Nan even more embarrassed, feeling more like a child.

In this position, Mu Nan only needs to lower his head slightly, and their faces will stick together.So Mu Nan had no choice but to straighten his back and straighten his neck, feeling like a domesticated goose.

"Aren't you tired?" Cheng Han asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Mu Nan suspected that he had eyes on the back of his head, "I...I'm not tired, are you tired? Then I'll come down, I can walk by myself." Cheng Han must be very tired if he is alone.

"Sing to me." Cheng Han said suddenly.

"Sing... what to sing?" Mu Nan asked.

"Anything is fine." Cheng Han said.

Mu Nan thought for a while, and sang the title song "Purple Sky" in his new album. This song was written and composed by himself, and the images in his mind were their high school life when he wrote it.

The song is nice, and Mu Nan's singing is also nice, the only downside is that Cheng Han can't hear it at all.In such a big snowstorm, Mu Nan's voice was instantly taken away by the gust of wind as soon as it came out.

"Can't hear you." Cheng Han shouted.

Mu Nan just wanted to lower his body and get closer to Cheng Han.But he thought about it again, isn't this exactly Cheng Han's routine?Let him get closer to him openly on the grounds that he can't hear clearly.

Mu Nan's Pippi Shrimp attribute suddenly came online, he showed a sly smile in a place Cheng Han couldn't see, and then shouted back: "Then listen carefully."

Relying on his understanding of Mu Nan, Cheng Han suddenly had a bad premonition.

Mu Nan straightened his back, opened the vocal channel of the chest and abdomen, let his breath sink in his dantian, and roared vigorously:

"Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan—thousands of miles of rivers and mountains—the Huayin old tune shouted——"

The penetrating power of this voice was so strong that even Mu Nan himself was startled.

But think about it, Qin opera is all standing on the northern Shaanxi plateau, across the Yellow River, shouting from one hill to another, if there is no penetrating power, it will not be heard at all.

Sure enough, when he shouted so loudly, even the director and the actors looked in his direction in disbelief.

Only Cheng Han shook his hand so violently that he almost threw Mu Nan off his back.

Sometimes Cheng Han really wanted to pry Mu Nan's head open to see what strange things were inside.

This voice of Qin opera made everyone laugh, because the road through the wind and snow was very boring, everyone asked Mu Nan to play two more songs.

"Ancestor, you'd better shut up and eat the cold wind." Cheng Han said helplessly, he was afraid that Cheng Han would yell again and call him out of myocardial infarction.

Mu Nan chuckled, but his stomach ached from laughing, and soon he obediently lay on Cheng Han's back.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, but they had already seen the village ahead.

At the last moment before arriving, Mu Nan whispered in Cheng Han's ear: "You are the best."

Cheng Han first suspected that he had heard it wrong, and then he turned around and saw Mu Nan who was smiling like a little fox, so he believed that he heard it right.

"Just say it verbally?" Cheng Han asked.

Mu Nan didn't expect that he would be turned against the general, "Then...then what do you want?"

Cheng Han didn't speak, but let him think for himself.

Mu Nan pursed his lips and struggled, he was too embarrassed to ask him to take the initiative, but it was indeed Cheng Han who carried him all the way back.

So, they struggled until the end, they had arrived at the place, and Cheng Han was about to put him down.

Mu Nan gritted his teeth, turned his head, and kissed Cheng Han's face so loudly that he felt a little ashamed.

"Is...is this okay?" Mu Nan asked.

Cheng Han smiled secretly, although it was a little worse than he thought, but he still had to go step by step.

And he really didn't expect that Nan Nan could be so sweet.

The author has something to say: I never thought that Yanyan could be trapped like this.

I woke up spontaneously for several days or five days, and was so sleepy that my left foot tripped over my right foot when I walked.