I chase after the actor by lifting iron

A group of people drank until after three o'clock in the night, and Ming Chen was already sleepy, so he insisted on watching a movie when he got drunk after returning home.As a result, he watched and tossed with Si Yan'an for some reason, and continued to toss until dawn, and finally fell asleep.

This time he fell into a dark sleep. Si Yanan woke him up at noon, ate something, and went to sleep again. When he woke up again, he found that it was already five o'clock in the morning of the third day.

Si Yanan was sleeping next to him, breathing steadily, but the bed occupied was a bit small, only about a quarter of it.Mingchen remembered the incident where he kicked Pingzi out at night in the practice room a few days ago, and afterwards Lu Mang sent 88 wechat messages scolding him in a strange way... He moved a little to the side of the bed with a guilty conscience.

He was a little bit reluctant to get up, so he just looked at Si Yan'an, and he became sleepy again. After being shocked, he almost wanted to give this sleepiness to his poor male god.

Si Yan'an had something to do in the studio today, so he left at eight o'clock.

In addition to Zhao Yue, his studio has now signed two newcomers, who have been stuffed into different crews as supporting roles for leveling.He himself will help others read the script, and occasionally give pointers on acting skills and crew rules, and he is becoming more and more like a boss.

Tang Yuan seemed to have adapted to his new role, only Ming Chen would occasionally ask him if he still wanted to make a movie, no matter what he said, he would always say yes with a smile.

Near noon, Wei Jia sent an e-mail and chatted with him about Hou Wenchang alone, and it was almost time for dinner.Tangyuan sent a work meal, and he just took a bite when his mother called him.

Si Yan'an answered the phone, distracted by the thought that people are too easy to change. He called his mother for so many years, and was brainwashed by Ming Chen several times with "your mother", and now he also defaults to "my mother".

"What's the matter?" Si Yan'an lost his appetite and put down his chopsticks.

"Xiao An," Si's mother said in a worried tone, "how are you doing recently? If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell mom."

Si Yanan paused in surprise: "It's nothing."

"...Do you have time? Come out and chat." She said again.

Si Yan'an agreed this time, and made an appointment at the coffee shop downstairs of his mother's company.

It's not far from his studio, including the time of parking and waiting for red lights, it's almost the same as walking.Si Yanan arrived 5 minutes early and waited for a while before waiting for someone to come.

Ms. Si is still the same, half of her heart is about the company, and half about her family.

The company has nothing to do with Si Yan'an, he still has a seat on the family side.Si Yan'an thought she was going to intercede for Hou Wenchang again, didn't Ming Chen slap him in the face before, but when he opened his mouth, it turned out not to be.

"Your aunt gave Wenchang a sum of money, and I only found out about it." The woman's tone was slightly blunt, and after a long silence, she said, "You...don't be angry with aunt."

Si Yanan took a sip of his coffee expressionlessly.

"I know, you and Wenchang are still angry, but a family is a family. Mom has promised you that she will not help him again. If there is any conflict, you can solve it yourself... But now it's like this, and Mom is very sad. Mom can help you if you need it."

Si Yanan put the coffee cup on the saucer, and the clinking sound was quite crisp.

"Help for what?" he said

Mother Si sighed: "... Tell me about it for you?"

Si Yan'an smiled and laughed out loud, and Si's mother showed a not-so-pleasant and embarrassed expression on her face.

He discovered that Ms. Si was not completely partial, she had her own way of doing things.

In the past, every time he fought Hou Wenchang, he won, and then his mother stood up to speak for Hou Wenchang.When it came to that project recently, Hou Wenchang finally turned around. On the surface, he seemed to have won, but he, Si Yanan, did not move for a long time, so the mother struggled again and wanted to speak for him.

Si Yan'an closed his eyes, thinking of all the past, he suddenly didn't care so much.

"If I asked you to lend me a sum of money to continue arguing with him, would you give it?" he asked.

Mama Si didn't speak, but just looked at him.

He smiled: "I just want to be fair."

The woman pondered for a while, and seemed to want to say something again, but was interrupted by Si Yanan: "You just say, give it or not."

"You..." She was silent for a full three minutes before continuing: "...It's my son. If you insist, I'll make the decision for you."

After a long while, Si Yanan twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

So be it.He couldn't be a good son in the eyes of his mother, and Ms. Si didn't need to be a good mother for him. He never asked for mutual approval.

His previous expectation was nothing more than an acknowledgment of his objective identity.

Now he's got it.

"Just kidding." Si Yan'an stood up: "I don't need your money, I have my own way. Let's go."

"Xiao'an?" Mama Si looked up at him blankly, but only saw a figure from behind, which quickly disappeared.

***

Ming Chen rested at home for three days, then flew to the next door to record a variety show promotional movie.

On the variety show, he was tasting hot pot in front of him, and was caught off guard by a cue question that was not in the script.As soon as he turned his head, a photo was projected on the big screen. It was the auditorium in Area A taken during the KC group's concert that day. A handsome guy with a mask was circled in red.

Ming Chen had a hairy belly in his mouth, and his whole body pouted in fright, a drop of spicy oil came out from half of the hairy belly, and almost got it on his clothes.

"Wow - are you so shocked -" the host shouted: "You don't know that the actor is coming!?"

"No!" Ming Chen blushed, really blushing subconsciously: "I called him here..."

The audience screamed and whistled.

"Then why are you panicking!?" The host insisted: "Is Si Yan'an so shameless?"

"No!" Ming Chen raised his voice, "I'm wondering where you guys got the photos? I obviously asked him to come here secretly."

"Wow, secretly—"

Ming Chen blushed even more, and admitted defeat: "Okay, we just have a good relationship, you are so curious, next time I will make some group photos and put them in a frame for you."

"How big is the photo frame?" Another guest laughed.

"How big do you want to be!?" Ming Chen was startled: "It's not a wedding photo!"

The audience is hi again.

After recording the show, the director sent someone to apologize.Sister Xi Shi didn't follow, Lin Tiaotiao wanted to put on a bad face, but was stopped by Ming Chen.

He only said that he would communicate in advance next time, but nothing else.

He talked with Sister Xi Shi, and Sister Xi Shi held several meetings with the company, and set a policy of letting nature take its course.A transparent cabinet is a transparent cabinet. If I don't admit it, there will be no problems. We will talk about the future.

So far, it seems that the fan acceptance is quite high.

Flying back to Chongshi overnight, it was past twelve o'clock at the airport.Ming Chen didn't call Si Yan'an to pick him up, but directly took a taxi back.

When he entered the door, he was looking at the schedule. The work at hand came to an end, and he could rest for a full five days, and then there was the premiere of "Stardust Singer".After the screening, see when "Youth Walk" will start, and then arrange the schedule. Sister Xishi said that Pingzi has a variety show there, and he may be asked to cooperate...

He walked to the door with his bag on one shoulder, and suddenly felt that the window light was brighter than usual.

"?" Ming Chen pressed the fingerprint lock, and the door opened.There were three people sitting in the living room, occupying three sides of the dining table, all of them raised their chins and looked very embarrassed.

"Why are you back?" Si Yan'an was the first to react, stood up, and took his bag naturally.

"...I'm back after the show is recorded and there is still a flight," Ming Chen looked at the other two, "Hello, Brother Fu, sister..."

"Yun Ruoxian." The woman tugged at her hair.

Ming Chen smiled: "Hello, Sister Yun."

Si Yan'an entered the kitchen, and he followed, suppressing his voice: "What's the matter?"

"It's about the script." Si Yan'an said.

"Script!!!" Ming Chen's eyes lit up: "Are you going to make a movie again!? Ah, can I listen? How about I go upstairs?"

Si Yan looked at him steadily for a while.

"What?" Ming Chen was at a loss.

"No." Si Yan'an smiled and touched his face: "You can listen to it if you want. Are you hungry, can I get you something to eat?"

Ming Chen was so excited: "No, no, you go and talk, I will do it myself!"

After speaking, he pushed Si Yanan out.

Ming Chen was not too hungry, so he ate some on the plane, thinking that there was only an ashtray and a few glasses of water on the table outside, so he made a few sandwiches with the ingredients, cut them into small pieces and put them on toothpicks and took them out.

"...What's wrong with you, just now you didn't want that, why are you so talkative all of a sudden." Yun Ruoxian said.

Ming Chen saw a cigarette she had just lit in her hand, subconsciously sneezed, the plate shook, but luckily nothing fell out.

"There's no reason, I suddenly want to take a picture. Ming Chen also wants to watch." Si Yan'an took the plate and put it on the table, glanced at Yun Ruoxian: "Put out the cigarette."

Yun Ruoxian: "..."

"Pinch it, Mingchen doesn't like the smell of cigarettes." He said it again.

Fu Yongchuan was in a bad mood. He cursed and shouted, "What are you showing off! You're the only one who has a partner!?"

"You have?" Si Yanan looked at him sideways.

Ming Chen's forehead was sweating, and he felt that they were about to fight, so he blushed and hurriedly said to have something to eat, and then he squeezed a few glasses of juice and brought it out, the topic finally returned to normal.

"I know you are not satisfied with the script, but most of the suspenseful lines focus on this basic setting, and there is no way to change it. Ri Le's accident was so sudden that day, we were in a hurry, and the crew was almost set up. , The people the producer hired couldn’t hold the director down, and he hanged himself in the lobby every day. Is it easy for an old man? Yesterday 120 came.” Yun Ruoxian said.

Ming Chen: "..."

Is it that exaggerated! ?

"It's not my fault." Si Yan'an refused to eat this set, and responded indifferently, signing a small sandwich and stuffing it into Mingchen's open mouth.

Ming Chen chewed and chewed.

Yun Ruoxian became angry: "Do you have any sense of humanity! Didn't you ask us for something first!? Why, it's not the time for you to be anxious? You can handle the whole "Youth Walk" without us Longchuan? Later announcement How do you distribute it to theaters? Just your one-man studio?"

Ming Chen froze for a moment, then looked at Si Yan'an.

"It's a matter of mutual benefit," Si Yan'an said indifferently: "It's not that Longchuan doesn't pay any money. If it explodes, it can boast a fortune at the annual meeting. Our Mingchen is such a good movie, and we make money when we receive it. Such a big deal. You took it, and you still have the face to say favors?"

Yun Ruoxian: "..."

Yun Ruoxian slapped the table heavily, and a big elegant wave was about to stand up: "You just say you can't take it!"

Ming Chen was startled.

"Take it." Si Yan'an said, "Change the script."

The two sides fell into a stalemate, and Ming Chen dared not show his anger.

He probably understood the situation, that is to say, as soon as Hou Wenchang withdrew his capital from "Youth Journey", Si Yan'an would take over.He didn't want to pick it up by himself, but wanted to connect with Yun Ruoxian's company, Longchuan Film and Television.

Longchuan Film and Television is well-known, and most of its works are both commercial and quality, with a good reputation.Two of Si Yanan's early films were produced by his family.

Now, Long Chuan seems to be in some trouble and wants to invite a male god to play the role.But the male god has an opinion on the script.

"Is... what is the script about?" Ming Chen broke the silence and asked in a low voice.

Si Yanan knocked on the table: "Old Fu."

Fu Yongchuan rolled his eyes, and pushed a dozen of ordered A4 papers to Ming Chen.

Ming Chen recognized it as soon as he got it in his hand. Isn't this the script that the male god has reread eight hundred times at home and marked it with many annotations?

It's been more than half a year since this matter, he thought it was dirty, but it hasn't been filmed yet... He turned the beginning with full respect, then closed it again after a moment of stupefaction.

Ming Chen's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and a thought became stronger and stronger.

Si Yanan wanted to act.

So we must let him act.

"Brother Fu, tell me?" Ming Chen smiled: "Just...to summarize?"

"Ah," Fu Yongchuan said listlessly, "A young musician, who is amazingly talented, is ill and deaf."

"..." Ming Chen was startled: "And then?"

"The main storyline is actually a suspense film. It started when he became deaf." Fu Yongchuan took a sip of the fruit juice: "He was once the favorite of heaven, but he suffered a devastating blow professionally, and gradually became insane. He has auditory hallucinations again. Ah... It's a hallucination again... In the end, because of these, the senses and sensitivity of ordinary people are different... Evidence of a murder case was found. In the end, the murderer was executed."

"???" Ming Chen was dumbfounded.

"This film will be very interesting to shoot. All kinds of fantasy and reality are intertwined. You can't figure out whether the clues you see are true or false. It's quite brain-burning. The novel looks messy, and the form of the film should be much better." Fu Yong Chuan said: "But it's true that the protagonist's condition is not good. Actually, I didn't suggest Si Xiaoyu to shoot from the very beginning...Damn, what are you doing!?"

As soon as the words Si Xiaoyu came out, he was kicked by Si Yanan and looked over angrily.

"Isn't Xiaoyu much better now?" Yun Ruoxian said, then smiled, and said to Ming Chen, "Si Xiaoyu, that's his nickname."

Ming Chen couldn't hold back: "Why?"

"When I first met him, he looked like he was going to die of depression all day. At that time, the director liked to give people nicknames and called him little depressed."

Si Yan'an had a cold face: "..."

Ming Chen smiled while lying on the table, thinking that the male god is so cute.

"It's better now, is the filming finished?" Fu Yongchuan shook his notebook: "The protagonist's mental state is too bad, this is more dangerous than the old city. That one will end up alone, this one committed suicide."

"Did you commit suicide?" Ming Chen was surprised.

"Yeah, how scary, this guy," Fu Yongchuan pointed at Si Yan'an: "Experienced actor, I can't change it."

The table was quiet again, Yun Ruoxian was in a daze for a while, poking a small sandwich to eat boredly.

Fu Yongchuan started to turn over the script again.

Ming Chen was in a mess, he knew that Si Yan'an was really interested in this drama, otherwise he wouldn't have watched it all the time and written so many notes.I also know that he doesn't have confidence in his emotional control, otherwise he wouldn't have refused in the first place.

"I've also filmed suicide scenes." After a while, Ming Chen said.

"Really?" Fu Yongchuan remembered: "Oh, Xingchen, right? Wen Lai jumped to his death."

Ming Chen nodded, organized his words, and said, "Wen Lai... is a somewhat weak person. He is very delicate and sensitive, and the things and scenery we are used to seeing will all present a different beauty in his eyes. But Because of this, he also cares about other people's opinions, and he can't stand setbacks in the outside world's evaluation."

He spoke slowly, revealing a look of reminiscence: "When I was playing Stardust, the director told me a lot. Wen Lai's desire to commit suicide is nothing in the eyes of now. Many artists have suffered more setbacks than him. And He can't accept it, because he has low self-esteem since he was a child, and his weak personality is in it... But isn't your protagonist?"

Fu Yongchuan was stunned: "Ah."

Ming Chen said: "You just said that he is the proud son of heaven, right?"

"Yes," Fu Yongchuan puffed out his chest, and said seriously, "Mixed blood from eight countries, Mary Su is a male god, and all the girls in the school have a crush on him."

Yun Ruoxian interrupted: "Fake."

"After he lost his hearing," Ming Chen smiled: "...he was deeply hit, but he might not always be immersed in despair and frustration, would he?"

Fu Yongchuan frowned: "I'm all deaf, aren't you frustrated?"

"Aren't all mental hospitals full of sad lunatics?" Ming Chen said, "Let me use an analogy, you love writing so much..."

Fu Yongchuan seemed to eat a fly: "I don't love you."

Ming Chen continued: "You love writing, but one day your hand broke, um, your mouth is also dumb, you can't write anymore, you will..."

"Write with your feet." Fu Yongchuan said.

Ming Chen laughed: "Look, you will not accept the reality, and want to continue the career you love in other ways."

Fu Yongchuan was thoughtful.

"So, what I mean is," Ming Chen said: "Even if the musician who is the proud son of heaven is crazy, he doesn't have to be a desperate, gloomy, depressed, self-harming madman. Your main suspenseful part only needs him to hallucinate and hallucinate." Just watch."

Ming Chen said, seeing Si Yan'an staring at him seriously from the corner of the eye, stuttered a bit.

"So, so..."

Si Yanan laughed: "Yes. As long as you don't stay in a low mood for a long time, there is generally no problem. It is best to be a happy lunatic. If it is really impossible, make the schedule a little longer. Okay. It's not that I can't act crazy, or I wouldn't be an actor."

Ming Chen looked at Si Yan'an, when he said this, he was very, very stylish, so handsome that his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.Although it's good for a male god not to film, Ming Chen still thinks it's a pity, it's a pity that we can't let everyone see such a good male god.

If the deal is settled this time, he will discuss it with Sister Xi Shi, and when the time comes, he will take less work and go to the set to accompany the male god more, and nothing will happen.