Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

Wen Cang's own production team knew that even if he didn't put excessive pressure on the cast and crew, the density of filming arranged was not enough to allow these actors to spare time to do such messy things during filming.

Not to mention that Wen Hong is the Omega male protagonist he personally watched, who can work 24 hours a day with high intensity for [-] hours without a break.Even though Wen Cang didn't have a good impression of him when they met for the first time, he could still understand that Wen Hong was not a dedicated actor who would be distracted and do other irrelevant things during working hours.

But why does he have the smell of Omega pheromone?

Some doubts arose in Wen Cang's heart.

But after all, he is not someone who likes to pry into other people's privacy, so he put this matter behind him for the time being.

The shooting period of "Reversal" was about five months. During the New Year's Eve, Wen Hong was invited to the local TV's New Year's Eve concert.

As an actor, the show crew and the audience will not have as high a requirement for his singing and dancing skills as for an idol, but Wen Hong still started to prepare for the show one month in advance after receiving the invitation, and it did not take up the normal filming time. I only practice after the filming, and sometimes I only sleep for three or four hours when I practice late, and I take the time to squat in the lounge for a while during filming the next day.

"What's the matter with him?" Wen Cang couldn't count how many times he entered the lounge and saw Wen Hong huddled in a corner of the sofa taking a nap, and turned to ask Xu Ying next to him.

"It's a little late to practice the program in the early morning, and I didn't sleep well." Xu Ying has been sitting next to Wen Hong silently reading the script. Hearing this, she raised her face and smiled politely at Wen Cang, "I want him to talk about the next scene. ?"

It’s the deep winter, and the weather is much colder. When he is resting, Wen Hong is wrapped in the down jacket he was issued by the school when he was in the Film Academy. After putting on the hat, it almost covers his entire face, only showing his sharp and thin chin. Only then did Wen Cang realize that even Wen Hong's face was smaller than that of an ordinary Alpha, and his whole person exudes a kind of tranquility.

This stage has already captured the period when Wen Yuan sent the child back to Wen’s family, re-accepted the first army after being deprived of power, and fought hand in hand with Xu Qing. Wen Hong and Xu Ying personally participated in every fight scene, and there were countless bumps and wounds on their bodies.

As an Omega, Xu Ying will naturally receive considerate care and greetings from everyone. The manager is worried about him, and even specially invited a private doctor to come over.

In comparison, Wen Hong is not so meticulous. One is that everyone thinks that he is an Alpha, and his injury heals faster than others; The stern military uniform covered the wound, and he looked like a normal person. Only Wen Cang, who happened to come into the lounge and saw Wen Hong applying medicine by himself, realized that the injury to his entire arm was not easy because of the stones.

"I see that Xu Ying called a doctor over there, you go and have a look." Wen Cang paused, and his tone was gentler than when he was filming and training Wenhong in the morning.

"No, Xiaoying also came to ask me, but I don't think it's necessary." Wen Hong shook his head indifferently, biting one end of the bandage with his teeth, and wrapped the gauze with the other hand familiarly, and put paper on the ground, Drenched in blood and sewage from the wound he had just cleaned.

Wen Hong quickly finished processing, pulled down his sleeves, bent down to pick up the paper on the ground and threw it into the trash can, then raised his eyes to Wen Cang: "There is still something wrong with the blasting scene just now, right? "

Wen Cang looked at Wen Hong with complicated eyes, but he still nodded.

"After I finished filming, I also felt that something was wrong," Wen Hong thought for a while, and discussed with Wen Cang very seriously, and finally asked very consciously, "Should we shoot again?"

Wen Cang thought of the injury on his arm caused by falling straight on the gravel on the ground, and wanted to say that he could recover from the injury before filming this scene, but for Shang Wenhong's radiant and beautiful eyes that reflected the light, Suddenly I was a little speechless.

Wen Hong is in the right state now.

Very suitable for continuing to shoot.

But if he falls like this again, his injury will be even worse.

Director Wen has always firmly believed that only actors who have experienced and sharpened themselves can perform the best scenes in the camera. Although it may sound impersonal, he really doesn't like crying because of injuries during filming To rest, the whole crew coaxed the actors like their ancestors up and down.

How can we connect with the inner emotions of the characters at this time if we don't really hurt them once?

But when Wen Cang saw Wen Hong's appearance of covering up his injuries lightly, and his competent and dedicated request to continue filming, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Cang hesitated for a moment, then sighed almost inaudibly: "Go and see if Xu Ying's condition is suitable for filming."

"Okay." Wen Hong stood up, turned around and went out to see Xu Ying, who was surrounded by the staff and asked for warmth.

"Brother Hong, you finally came out." Seeing Wen Hong, Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly got up and pulled Wen Hong to the side, talked to him in a low voice, wrinkled her nose a little depressed, "Everyone is so enthusiastic , I obviously didn't hurt anything."

Wen Hong knew that his injury was not much worse than his own, so he laughed and teased him: "Our Xiaoying is amazing, it's not like we used to hide and cry secretly."

Xu Ying blushed and snorted, Wen Hong didn't tease him much, and soon talked with him about another filming, Xu Ying also agreed with Wen Hong's proposal.

The two leading actors are so dedicated, it seems a bit hypocritical for the director to talk about his compassion at this time, so Wen Cang didn't have any special reaction, nodded in agreement, and soon began to shoot the second time.

……

Wen Cang unconsciously stared at the faded scar on his jaw for a while, then gently shook his head at Xu Ying who wanted to wake Wenhong up: "Don't call him, come out, I'll tell you At a few points in your next scene, I feel that you have a little problem with your state recently."

When Xu Ying met Shang Wencang's gaze, she felt a little timid for no reason, and said "hmm" obediently, got up with the script and followed him out of the lounge.

On the New Year's Eve, Wen Hong took a day off. NO.30 went to the venue for rehearsal after the play at ten o'clock in the evening. He didn't go back to the hotel until three o'clock in the morning to rest. He rushed to film Di Lang's latest film at seven o'clock the next morning. He signed an advertisement for the endorsement of the drink, hurriedly ate some vegetable salad on the way, and then returned to the rest room prepared for him by the program crew backstage, and was interviewed by several mainstream media throughout the afternoon.

There was only one or two hours of rest until the opening of the New Year's Eve concert to change clothes and make up.

"Can you hold on?" Di Lang frowned as Wen Hong put an invisible bandage on the wound on his wrist, "If it doesn't work, I'll discuss it with the program team and push back your show a few times. My own people didn't arrange for you to be in prime time."

"It's okay." Wen Hong leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed so that the makeup artist could apply eyeshadow on him. "The program list was sent out yesterday, and it is difficult to coordinate temporary changes."

Di Lang had taken him with him for seven years, and knowing his uncompromising temperament, he could only sigh silently and turn around to smoke at the next window.

In order to take care of a new boy group that Tianying recently promoted, one of Wen Hong's two programs was performed with the company's boy group, and the rest of the solo program was singing.

On the 31st, Wen Cang didn’t make many arrangements for the show. In the afternoon, the cast and crew of the crew were given half a day off. Those who were close could go home to spend time with their relatives, while those who couldn’t make it back because of the distance stayed with the crew at night. dinner.

During the dinner, everyone talked more than usual when shooting, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

At someone's suggestion, I also borrowed the big screen in the restaurant to watch Wen Hong's New Year's Eve concert on Satellite TV live.

It was around 09:30 when Wen Hong came out.

He was sitting on a crescent-shaped semi-hanging platform with his guitar in his arms. The black high-waisted jacket made his graceful legs even more slender, and the sleeves could be rolled up to the elbow, revealing a white and powerful forearm. , the cropped trousers shrank a lot because of his sitting posture, exposing his beautiful ankle bones.

When the light hit Wen Hong, there was a burst of screaming and shouting. Even through the noise-cancelled TV, the girls and boys could hear Wen Hong's name hissing out.

Wen Hong raised his eyes and looked around the audience.

Fans are not allowed to bring light boards at the New Year's Eve concert. Every time around this time, it is the time when the fans show their talents and try their best to avoid the strict inspection of the security and secretly bring in the light boards to support their idols.

When Wen Hong glanced at it, the auditorium, which was originally dark, was instantly lit up with various light boards in different styles and colors, but in the center of each light board were two "Wen Hong" Words, dots of light boards are intertwined to form a sea of ​​lights, which is the sea of ​​lights that belongs to Wenhong alone, and it is also the ardent love that belongs to Wenhong alone.

Wen Hong took a deep breath, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and when he lowered his eyes, there seemed to be a gleam of water in his eyes.

As the prelude sounded, the fans who called his name fell silent and looked at him intently.

His fingertips clasped on the strings flicked lightly, and his toes on the stones of the props followed the rhythm.

"Like a lonely traveler

This life is full of wind and sand

But stubbornly believe in the front

there are flowers that bloom for me

......"

Wen Hong raised his eyes, and gazed inch by inch through the sea of ​​lights that belonged to him, his voice was a little more tender than usual, and his eyes reflecting the warm light were filled with an affectionate smile.

"Forgive me for always watching

the endless distance

dawn, the road is calling

my luggage and my guitar

forgive me for not being with me

i have set off

......"

This is not a very popular song, and the melody is very simple, but it is sung by Wen Hong's voice like a clear spring soaked in pearls and jade, and it has a different kind of warmth.

As soon as he finished the last syllable, he heard deafening shouts mixed with crying from all directions below the stage.

At the beginning, it was hard to hear the specific content because there were too many people, but in the end, they merged into the same sentence, the same name, and the same wish tacitly.

——Wen Hong, stride towards the distance you want.

Wen Hong came down from the hanging stage holding the guitar, his eyelashes were a little wet, and he solemnly bowed to the audience.

Then the stage lights dimmed, and the surroundings became quieter again.

About a minute later, the stage lights turned on again, and Wen Hong had moved to the big stage in the middle, with Tianying's newly signed boy group behind him.

The high-waisted coat on his body has been taken off, and only then can people see clearly the black and gold striped shirt inside, and the black tie that he fastened meticulously.

The originally somewhat provocative atmosphere was instantly ignited by the fast-paced music drums. Even in the men's team in professional training, Wen Hong's movements did not show the slightest inferiority, and even the expression management was excellent.

He pressed his fingers on the tie and pulled it casually in rhythm, revealing his beautiful neck, and he could vaguely see the sweat oozing from the delicate skin.

Obviously there is no suggestive movement such as top/crotch, but it shows extra desire, especially the Adam's apple and red lips that slide up and down when swallowing due to uneven breathing during the dance, all of which aroused the scene after another burst of excitement. scream.

When the last note fell, Wen Hong tilted his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips and sent a wink down the stage. The scream could break the roof of the venue.

As usual, the host came to the stage and left Wenhong to chat briefly. The members of the men's team also consciously stood behind as the background board. Unexpectedly, Wenhong took the microphone with a smile and introduced himself, and then handed it to them.

The boys were a little cautious, but they were not stage frightened. They reacted quickly and introduced themselves gracefully.

"It's a new year, is there anything you want to send to fans and friends?" the host asked.

Wen Hong was still a little breathless, and when he heard this, he bent his eyes and looked around the stage, and there was another scream calling his name.

"Thank you very much for your company and support." Wen Hong suppressed his unsteady breath, thought for a moment and smiled, "In the new year, I also hope that everyone will be healthy and happy in life, and be happy."

The host followed his words and asked him to step off the stage. When Wen Hong raised his legs and walked backstage, he could still hear waves of shouts from the audience.

"Wen Hong! Husband, I love you!!!" As soon as Wen Hong stepped off the stage, he heard a male voice hoarsely breaking through the shouts of other fans, and it fell clearly to his ears.

Wen Hong paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced back. He didn't see who it was, but the expression on his face was a little helpless and subtle doubts. He smiled and waved at them at last, and stepped into the backstage through the dedicated passage. .

The crew watched the live broadcast and watched the whole process in a tacit understanding. I don't know who sighed first: "I didn't expect Brother Hong to sing and dance so well..."

As usual, Wen Cang didn't talk much, but Wen Hong's gentle expression when he sang and his sly and vivid wink at the end of his dance still floated in front of his eyes.

Even though he was separated by a screen, he could still truly feel the fatal attraction from Wen Hong as if he was watching it live. Although he didn't have the hoarse heartbeat like the fans, his heart beat a little faster.

The breathtaking Wen Hong on the stage, the dedicated and serious Wen Hong during the filming, the aggressive Wen Hong during the confrontation... He has seen each side, but every time, it will bring Wen Cang a sense of amazement, let him Can't help but want to explore more aspects of this person.

Wen Cang unconsciously glanced to the side, seeing that Xu Ying's gaze was still falling on the screen with nostalgia, the sparkling admiration in his eyes overflowed.

Wen Cang paused, didn't say anything after all, calmed down, and went back to the hotel after paying the bill.

Wen Hong didn't stay until the last New Year's countdown. After stepping off the stage, he went straight to the bathroom to remove his makeup violently. If the makeup artist saw it, he would have to sigh that he could stand such a toss.

At zero o'clock, Wenhong sent his well-prepared blessings and selfies on various social software.

I don't know who spent a lot of money to set off fireworks around the film and television city. Although Wen Hong was tired, he was not sleepy. He went out of the room to watch on the balcony, and happened to bump into Wen Cang who was opposite.

He waved at Wen Cang naturally, his smiling eyes were very beautiful under the reflection of the fireworks: "Director Wen! Happy New Year!"

Wen Cang looked at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he nodded slowly, but his voice was very soft: "Happy New Year."