Monsoon to the Sea[Entertainment]

This was a major turning point in Shen Hui's life. Chen Xiaoshan's death completely broke his romantic fantasies of heroism. The literary spirit in his bones was completely wiped out, and he truly grew into a warrior.

When going out in the morning, Ji Feng met Lu Hai in the elevator.

Lu Hai lives in a suite on the sixth floor, and Ji Feng and his assistant live on the fourth floor.When he got into the elevator, Lu Hai looked a little depressed. Ji Feng guessed that it was probably because of the scene he was going to shoot today. After thinking about it, he greeted him happily.

Lu Hai was a little surprised to see that he was still so happy.At this time, Ji Feng began to talk to Zhang Yuankai in a low voice, as if he had lived in the countryside with his grandfather for a while when he was a child. At that time, he was full of mountains and fields and learned to sing local folk songs.

Lu Hai was in a trance for a moment, thinking that this person was not the actor Qi Jifeng, but Chen Xiaoshan.

Chen Xiaoshan and Shen Hui also came from the countryside, and Shen Hui was very naughty when he was young, so he would probably take Chen Xiaoshan around with him.

The villagers sang duets of folk songs to express their love for their sweethearts. Shen Hui and Chen Xiaoshan must be able to hear them.

This is a beautiful memory belonging to two people.

Lu Hai suddenly understood that at this moment, Chen Xiaoshan was unaware of his own death.He was very happy and rescued the young master, who recognized him as his younger brother.

When there is no preparation, the sudden arrival of death is even more difficult to let go.

After leaving the hotel, the crew's car to pick up the actors was already waiting outside.Lu Hai sat in the car specially assigned to him by the company. It was spacious and comfortable for him to sit alone.

Before getting on the car, Lu Hai hesitated for a moment, whether to invite Qi Jifeng to get on the car.If it was Shen Hui, he would definitely do this to Chen Xiaoshan.

But with a little hesitation, Ji Feng and Zhang Yuankai got into another car.

Sometimes, Lu Hai felt that Qi Jifeng didn't look like an actor at all.

Nowadays, even if there are many [-]th lines, the airs of going out are full.After getting used to being pampered, she will be picky no matter what she does when she goes out.

But Qi Jifeng did not. Whether it was the cold treatment from the crew or the special care from the director, it seemed normal to him.

He is grateful for kindness, but he does not bow down, he does not resent malice, but he does not care at all.

To use one word to describe it is: not to be surprised.

Could it be that it was honed by black people for so many years?

Zhang Tuan didn't know these thoughts of his own artist at all, and only saw him all the way to the set in a daze.

Before the official shooting, they walked through the scene for a while, and there was a shot of Shen Hui carrying Chen Xiaoshan on his back.

When Ji Feng was picked up by Lu Hai, he heard him say with a smile: "It's my turn, I have to pay it back sooner or later."

Before Ji Feng had time to laugh, Lu Hai suddenly said, "Are you getting fat?"

Monsoon: "..."

It was easy to pick him up in the trenches before, but now it's finally impossible?

Ji Feng was very ashamed and said: "I'm sorry, sorry, I've eaten a little too much recently, and I will start to lose weight from today."

Lu Hai: "..."

What's the use, the filming is over.

The flames of war spread to the county seat in the early morning, and they fled in embarrassment for two days, only getting peace in the middle of the night.The enemy's attack was expected, but also caught people off guard.

It was a big show, and the fighting lasted from morning to evening.

After shooting several sets of battle shots, the prop masters were busy going to the set.There is already a piece of scorched earth outside the trenches, and the county town has been bombed by enemy planes.On the scorched earth, there were corpses of soldiers from both sides.

Burning fires and rising smoke obscured the bright sun.

When the battle lasted until the afternoon, the position could no longer be defended, and the superior decided to retreat again.

This time, it means abandoning the city.

However, Shen Hui and Chen Xiaoshan's team did not receive an order to retreat, and apparently their immediate superiors did not plan to retreat either.The humiliation of abandoning his comrades once was enough. The deputy commander was determined to die for the country. He faced the enemy with firm eyes, and after firing the last bullet, he accepted the coming of death calmly.

Shen Hui and Chen Xiaoshan separated during the fierce battle, and the shells fell at this time.

Amidst the huge roar, Shen Hui completely fainted.

After a short rest, the enemy army crossed the city and continued to move forward.

The setting sun is like blood, and the cold sun shines on the battlefield.

Shen Hui woke up, the sound of gunfire and bullets was gone, and the sound of fighting and screaming was gone.

Deathly silence.

He stood up, facing the setting sun with his back, on the scorched earth, he was the only one left.

After the buzzing tinnitus subsided a little, he suddenly reacted, his voice was hoarse and he only let out a breath: "Xiaoshan..."

After shouting several times in a row, the voice finally came out, and it looked especially bleak on the empty battlefield.

Shen Hui was like a lonely ghost walking on the battlefield, holding every soldier's cheek to check, and finally he picked up the diary.

The small notebook was blown away by the wind, and it was covered with immature handwriting, soaked in large swaths of blood, and the pencil was gone.

Beside the diary, he finally found Chen Xiaoshan.

Half of the body was buried in the broken soil stirred up by the shells, and a large area of ​​the abdomen was stained red with blood. In the corresponding part of the stomach, a bullet hole was still bleeding out.

Chen Xiaoshan closed his eyes tightly and looked dead.

Shen Hui held Chen Xiaoshan in his arms with trembling hands, and called softly: "Xiaoshan?"

The person in his arms slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw Shen Hui clearly, his eyes recovered a little.

"Master..." He coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, "It's so cold..."

Shen Hui hugged him tighter and rubbed his arms.

With the help of Shen Hui, Chen Xiaoshan lowered his head slightly, and when he saw his wound, he suddenly became frightened, and shouted "Brother" with fear in his eyes, tears washed two shallow marks on his stained face.

Shen Hui covered his wound, blood seeped from his fingers immediately, he said: "Don't be afraid of Xiaoshan, don't look, I'll take you into the city, find a doctor, you'll be fine."

The monsoon in Chen Xiaoshan's body was also afraid, he suddenly recalled the night he died, the same suddenness, the same loneliness and despair, the same silence and coldness.

Tears rolled down from Shen Hui's eyes, Chen Xiaoshan saw his own death from those eyes, and he was suddenly no longer afraid.

Through Chen Xiaoshan's eyes, Ji Feng looked at the person hugging him in front of him, looked at this face so close, and felt the faint warmth from his body.

He thought, if he could have someone by his side like this that night, would he no longer be afraid.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty, but the smile was almost indistinguishable unless he looked closely, and he said, "Brother...don't cry..."

After a long pause, he continued: "When we win..."

The voice stopped abruptly at this point, and Chen Xiaoshan's body suddenly relaxed. His face was still blank, his eyes were open, and he looked straight at the sky, as if he still wanted to see more of this world.

But he could no longer see the sky, he was only 19 years old, and he was not ready to face death at all, and his life stopped at this moment forever.

"Xiaoshan?" Shen Hui called him twice, and in the long silence, he still couldn't wait for a response.

The afterglow of the setting sun passed over Chen Xiaoshan's face, and darkness enveloped him.

Shen Hui stared at Chen Xiaoshan's face quietly. He choked up and buried his head in Chen Xiaoshan's neck, suppressing his crying, but gradually he couldn't suppress it, and finally broke down in tears: "No...please...wake up... "

In the end, he hugged Chen Xiaoshan and couldn't help saying "I'm sorry".

The sun had already sunk halfway into the horizon, Shen Hui finally straightened up, mustered up the courage to close his eyes for Chen Xiaoshan, carefully put the diary into his pocket, and carried him on his back, saying, "I will take you home."

Chen Xiaoshan hung his arms in front of Shen Hui and leaned his head on his shoulder, as if he was asleep.

They walked towards the direction where the sun was setting, and the setting sun cast long shadows behind them.

"Okay, Ka." The director lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing Chen Xiaoshan's sleep.

When the director whispered "this pass" again, Lu Hai put Ji Feng down.Different from the hustle and bustle of everyone preparing for the next scene, everyone just relaxed and stayed quietly in their respective positions, as if they hadn't been separated from their emotions.

The filming atmosphere, which started from being noisy and finally calmed down, also unintentionally coincided with Chen Xiaoshan's death.

After Ji Feng was put down, he sat down on the spot, his eyes were dull, as if he was looking at something, as if he didn't see anything.

Until a hand was lightly placed on his shoulder, he turned his head and saw Lu Hai with red eyes.

The two looked at each other quietly for a moment, then stretched out their arms tacitly, and hugged each other.

Lu Hai patted him on the back, as if telling him not to be afraid.

Ji Feng had a sore nose, and tears fell silently. After a while, he said, "Brother, I'm fine."

No one else came to disturb him. Fu Ci, who had already been "dead in battle", confirmed that he was not captured by the camera, and watched the whole process of "Chen Xiaoshan's death". Then his assistant saw his artist's red eyes, the corners of his mouth trembling, Will cry out everywhere.

"Fu... Brother Fu?" The assistant called out to him cautiously.

Fu Ci came back to his senses, feeling a little ashamed, wiped his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Fuck, this kid really knows how to act."

The assistant couldn't help but marvel: "I didn't expect it at all, as if he really experienced death."

When people are unprepared and facing death, they must be afraid.And unlike in many dramas, people are seriously injured and are dying, and they can easily say a last word of [-] characters.

"Sure enough, you can't believe all the rumors on the Internet. This kind of acting is called hot eyes? Then no one will be able to act." Fu Ci was indignant, as if he had completely forgotten that he was once a member of the despised circle.

The assistant thought silently: "It's not necessary, there are still better actors."

Fu Ci seemed to be still reminiscing about the scene just now, thought for a while, and said, "I remember that Qi Jifeng seems to have debuted in an idol group, not from a major."

"Huh?" The assistant didn't keep up with his jumping thoughts, "Well...it seems to be."

"But it's very strange." Fu Ci propped his chin with his hands, and Conan's upper body, "I always feel that there are traces of being a class student in his performance."

The assistant couldn't understand, the assistant didn't know, and the assistant decided not to answer.