I don't want to play anymore

Before the director left, he told Xiao Zhang to go in to deliver food to Cheng Yang after a while. Cheng Yang didn't talk much, and Xiao Zhang didn't want to see his cold face. Now Zhang Ye is willing to do it for him. He is very happy and said with a busy smile : "It's time to work."

Zhang Ye walked inside, thinking about the scene Cheng Yang filmed after he left.

He was raised from four years old to 16 years old, he was treated, and the old Taoist priest who taught him was stabbed by his master. The master also showed great kindness to him. When the incident happened, he hid aside and watched, powerless; Looking for him, all kinds of unspeakable things about his life experience and all kinds of bad news brought by his cousin;, being excluded by the brothers in the sect.

In the story, all these are superimposed, and finally a nightmare triggers Xu Wen's collapse.

If the emotion in the scene of going down the mountain is being contained, then this scene is completely released.

In costume dramas, the design of character entanglement is exaggerated, which is too far away from real life.Zhang Ye speculated based on his own acting experience. He felt that if he acted, if he wanted to perform an extremely depressed collapse, he must have collapsed in real life and revisit the state of mind at that time to give that feeling.

Did Cheng Yang also think of the experience of collapse?

He walked inside while thinking about it, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Cheng Yang with his back to the door, standing in front of the window of the room where they took the interior scene in the afternoon, I don't know if it's because of the belt, his waist looks very thin .

The sky was already very dark, and the room was in chaos. Zhang Ye stepped over the threshold and walked in. He didn't think Cheng Yang was so thin before, so when Cheng Yang heard the footsteps and turned around, he raised the phone in his hand. Lunch box: "It's not worthwhile to be hungry and thin in the crew."

"Thank you." There was rustiness in the politeness.

Backlighting, Zhang Ye couldn't see Cheng Yang's expression clearly, but he could hear his nasal voice when he spoke.

Are you crying?

"Is your allergy better?" Zhang Ye was at a loss for words.

"It's much better." Cheng Yang returned to the window with the lunch box, sat down on the low couch and took off the plastic box cover, lowered his head, not looking at the pages.

Zhang Ye knew that it meant that Cheng Yang didn't want to communicate with him, so he paused and said, "Then you eat, I'll go out first."

Cheng Yang responded sullenly.

It's really hard work, but it is similar to Xu Wen's character in the play in some respects.

similar?

It seemed that he hadn't finished the show yet, and Zhang Ye looked back unknowingly, Cheng Yang was poking rice grains with chopsticks.

Outside the yard, there are two or three staff members who gather to eat and chat, or sit and play games and watch videos, trying their best to pass the boring time.

It's not the first time for Zhang Ye to join a filming group, but he always finds it difficult to integrate into this atmosphere.

At this time, Shi Yu, who played another villain Chu Xiu in the play, came over. He was in the same class as Zhang Ye when he was in the art school. Although he was not familiar with him, he was familiar with the rest of the crew.

"Hey, have you eaten yet?" Shi Yu, also wearing a costume, waved exaggeratedly to greet Zhang Ye.

"I ate already, how about you?"

Shi Yu complained: "After eating, it's just that the food is bad. I don't have chili, so it's hard to swallow."

Zhang Ye said: "Buy a bottle of Laoganma yourself."

Shi Yu shrugged, and his voice softened a bit: "I heard that the script is being changed, do you know?"

Zhang Ye didn't think too much, and asked casually: "The review standards have changed again?"

Shi Yu shook his head: "No, I said that I want to add a play to someone, and I'm going to suffer from the disaster."

Zhang Ye didn't understand what he meant for a while: "Your play was deleted?"

Shi Yu smiled helplessly: "I have been added too much. I came here to make soy sauce, and I have to go back to record the group drama, so I can only run at both ends."

Shi Yu is a signed artist of Dingyu's brokerage company. Dingyu invested in the drama itself, and his own artist came to play a few supporting roles. The schedule is easy to arrange and the remuneration is also affordable.Originally, he didn't get much money, but when he suddenly heard that there would be more drama, Shi Yu refused in his heart.

Zhang Ye has already guessed who is going to be added to the show. It is common in the industry to add a play to praise people. He has no intention of competing for roles, so he is at ease: "Then you can only work hard and run away."

Shi Yu shook his head with a smile, and said, "Have you watched the tidbits released by the official blog?"

"No," Zhang Ye thought of the part he recorded with Cheng Yang, and thought that part was released, "Lend me your phone."

Shi Yu turned on the phone and showed it to Zhang Ye: "Nu, that's all. You and Xiao Cheng are supposed to be the main CPs of our show. Now let's show the tidbits of Zhu Zhenting and Meng Yao first."

It turned out that it wasn't theirs. Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought that what he said in the afternoon was really in vain, and the show would not be broadcast at all. He only glanced at it, then raised his head, and praised perfunctorily: "It was a good shot."

Shi Yu said: "But it's also possible to use your tidbits as the finale." He didn't realize that Zhang Ye's attention was no longer on the video, and he was still holding his phone.

Just at this moment, Zhang Ye's cell phone rang.

He took a step away to answer the phone, and he heard the life assistant Zhao Duoduo shouting in a loud voice: "Hey, boss, when will you finish work? I have already arrived at the hotel, should I go to serve you now, or buy you a supper and wait for you Are you coming back?"

The set was hot and there were many mosquitoes, Zhang Ye said: "You should stay in the hotel."

"The boss still loves me, so what do you want to eat?" Zhao Duoduo asked again.

"Ice watermelon."

Not far away, the crew assistant waved to Zhang Ye and shouted loudly: "The director is calling."

Zhang Ye hung up the phone, said goodbye to Shi Yu, and walked over there, just as Cheng Yang came out of the yard.

"Will it be difficult for you to act?" Cheng Yang suddenly asked when the two approached.

"I... I usually find it difficult to get into the drama." Zhang Ye replied, "The way we act now, in my grandmother's words, is actually pretending to be a character, so we act in scenes that are more emotional. At the time, if you put too much effort into it, it will hurt more.”

"Didn't you learn acting?" Cheng Yang asked.

"I studied directing and was forced to change my career." Zhang Ye smiled, "I can't give you much advice, but my dad taught me to jump out and observe my emotions since I was a child. You can try it, maybe it will be useful."

Cheng Yang looked at him thoughtfully and nodded slightly.

In the scene at night, there were no lines in the chapter page, so it was relatively easy to complete. When the work was over, some people were singing, and some people made appointments to make skewers, and there were also staff members with good physical strength chasing and fighting, making not-so-funny jokes , This is his favorite time of the day, and his heart is filled with a touch of joy. He subconsciously looks for Cheng Yang in the crowd, and seeing Cheng Yang behind the large army, he slows down and waits for him.

After removing makeup and changing back into his own clothes, it was nearly eleven o'clock when he returned to the hotel. Zhao Duoduo greeted Zhang Ye enthusiastically in the lobby on the first floor, holding a pink rose flower in his hand.

Zhang Ye glanced at it, but didn't answer: "Where did you pinch it?"

Zhao Duoduo was found out for stealing the flowers, so he didn't care, so he simply stuffed the flowers to Cheng Yang who was next to him, and said courteously, "Boss, the iced watermelon you want is ready."

Zhang Ye said: "Bring one to Xiao Cheng later."

Zhao Duoduo walked in front and pressed the elevator for the two of them: "Okay."

Cheng Yang hurriedly said, "No need."

Zhao Duoduo explained with a smile: "Don't worry, experts have said that watermelon doesn't contain much sugar and won't make you fat."

Cheng Yang's refusal was definitely not because he was afraid of getting fat, but Zhang Ye didn't say anything.In fact, he can quite understand Cheng Yang's psychology. Probably if it wasn't because of his co-stars filming, he thought Cheng Yang might be the kind of person who would take a hard look at them, cold and selfish.In the evening, Cheng Yang who didn't 'act' was closer to the real Cheng Yang. As for the question of his acting, it was probably because he had to do so to maintain the so-called colleague relationship.

Zhao Duoduo, who didn't get a reply, was somewhat embarrassed. The three of them entered the elevator one by one. Before the hatch closed, Zhang Ye broke the dullness: "Have you got the demolition money?"

Zhao Duoduo turned around and took the bag from Zhang Ye: "It's in my old man's hands. If I can control it, I'll lie down at home."

Zhang Ye said: "Your father is wise."

Zhao Duoduo was very depressed: "Can't you expect me to order?" He took out his mobile phone as he spoke, and clicked on Weibo to go to the chapter page as if thinking of something: "By the way, the official blog released your tidbits, fans I'm so happy, there have been more than 3000 comments before I came down, just take a look."

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Cheng Yang, their eyes met, and then looked at the screen in Zhao Duoduo's hands together.

The video is still circling, but you can see the hot comments that have been pushed to the top——

[This desire to protect the screen overflows, I will pay respect to the candy of the regulations. 】

[Look at our little Wen's pupils shaking, are you moved by the brother's righteous words? 】

Zhao Duoduo looked at the dazed-looking parties next to him, and explained: "This is the CP fan of both of you. Unexpectedly, you have already gained CP fans before the filming of the drama is over."

Cheng Yang was a little puzzled, when did he have fans?And Xiao Wen should be referring to Xu Wen.

Zhao Duoduo pointed at the screen, tapped for a while and said, "I made a mistake, it seems to be a book fan."

This is more reasonable, Cheng Yang thought.

At this time, the elevator had reached the seventh floor, and Zhang Ye's cell phone rang suddenly. He saw that it was his sister calling, and picked it up while walking outside.

"Is work over?" Zhang Wen sat cross-legged on the floor, and the PAD on the small table in front of her was broadcasting the extras of the show that was released more than an hour ago.

"Well, I just arrived at the hotel."

"What's with that tidbit?" Zhang Wen didn't say a word of nonsense, her words were teasing, "Do you think that if you play a hero, you can fight for justice everywhere?"

Zhang Ye subconsciously glanced at Cheng Yang. He didn't want the other party to hear Zhang Wen's words, so he quickened his pace.

"Are you listening?" Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Wen asked again.

"I'm listening." Zhang Ye signaled Zhao Duoduo to take the room card, and when the door was swiped open, he walked into the room and said, "Didn't you say that I was on the set of the walking dead?"

"If you spray people like this, you might as well be a walking dead." Zhang Wen slammed the tablet on the table.

"Some people are too nasty." Zhang Ye said.

Zhang Wen sneered: "Sure enough, it's not the black fans you hate, but the employer or the show?"

Chapter page is silent.

He refused to say it, Zhang Wen didn't ask, and said: "You said it yourself, your IQ is not high, since you have to rely on your face to make a living, you must have the self-consciousness to rely on your face to make a living, you have offended everyone, in the future Who asked you to make a film? Want to steal from the rich and give to the poor? The door is gone."

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Zhang Ye scratched his hair.

"I'm not arguing with you. I'm trying to reason with you. Take a step back and say, you're not afraid of offending others. What about Cheng Yang? Are you helping him make enemies everywhere by doing this? I know you haven't known each other for long. God, friendship is not enough to stand out for others. You said those things because you couldn't control your own emotions, but this circle is like this, whether you are used to it or not, you have to learn to accept it. Yes, you probably don’t know each other well, why do you think that people don’t want to walk on the single-plank bridge?”

Facing Zhang Wen's soul torture Zhang Ye couldn't answer a word, and scratched his hair again.

Zhang Wen knew that he was listening, and after a moment of silence, Sichuan Opera changed its style of speaking as if changing its face, and said in a persuasive way: "Have you ever wondered why the show would release this controversial tidbit? Because no one will care if you To offend people, what they want is topicality, now it’s all right, the topic has been heated up, the show has benefited, and you have become the target of black people.” She said casually reading a few hot comments.

[The cutout debut also has the face to clarify for others, is this worse than anyone else? 】

[If you know that your IQ is not high, read more and talk less. 】

[Still want to pre-order a hit?Want to be popular or crazy? 】

[The ones with sugar in the hot comments are trying their best to show their desire to protect, just to harvest you brainless rotten cancer. 】

"Stop reading it." Zhang Ye interrupted his sister.

Zhang Wen finally slowed down her voice completely: "It doesn't matter whether you treat acting as a job or something else, but no matter whether you do it with real feelings or not, you will inevitably be hurt. Walking dead, I will hate myself after a long time , Speak out with true feelings, there will be others who will hate you, but there is no compromise, you always have to choose a path to go on.”

Faced with Zhang Wen's ridicule, Zhang Ye finally couldn't help but smiled wryly: "The worst thing is, you can quit the circle, right?" After the words came out, he realized that he had fallen into Zhang Wen's language trap.

Sure enough, Zhang Wen immediately said: "I don't know how happy you are if you are really willing to quit the circle and come back to inherit the family property, but can you be willing? Do you have the ability to balance those desires in your heart? If you really want to do that, you will soon You'll find that's more laborious than either of the current paths."

Zhao Duoduo didn't know what the eldest lady said, but when Zhang Ye said that he would withdraw from the circle, he was still startled, and almost dropped the watermelon in his arms to the ground.

So that's why they let him mess around in the entertainment industry. Given his personality, it's hard to go down the two paths.After a long time, Zhang Ye said weakly, "I see."

"Okay, go to bed early." Zhang Wen sighed inaudibly.

Zhang Ye threw away the phone and lay on the bed straight. Zhao Duoduo took half a watermelon and said, "Boss, let's eat while it's cold."

Zhang Ye buried his face in the quilt. After a long time, he turned his neck and sat up with his arms propped up by his side. He silently took the watermelon, dug a large piece with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

"I've already sent Xiao Cheng there." Zhao Duoduo looked at his face and said in a low voice. It was a little bit more tragic, and even said the words about retiring from the circle.

Zhang Ye nodded numbly, and gave him another spoonful of watermelon.

In the next room, Cheng Yang was just about to eat watermelon when the mobile phone by the bed rang. He picked it up and took a look. It was a call he didn't want to answer.

He stared at the name on the screen for a long time, and finally picked up before hanging up.

"I watched that video, why, shout at me from the air?"

"You think it is." Just hearing that voice made Cheng Yang feel physically uncomfortable.

"Unless you don't hang out in this circle in the future, you will regret your behavior now."

"I see." Cheng Yang subconsciously squeezed the spoon in his hand. The metal handle of the spoon pressed against the scar in his palm. He didn't feel any pain, only numbness.

After hanging up the phone, the physical discomfort was relieved, but he also lost the desire to eat. Cheng Yang looked at the half watermelon in front of him, hesitated, turned around, opened the refrigerator, and put it in.