I don't want to play anymore

The next day Zhu Zhenting appeared on the set as usual, but he talked a lot less. When waiting for the set, he always had a gloomy face and ignored everyone. Of course, no one paid attention to him. There was only one assistant left. Xiao Gao might have been sent away by him up.

Zhu Zhenting, Shi Yu, and Teacher Yu Min finished the filming in one day. On the day of the filming, Zhao Duoduo brought out the flowers that had been prepared earlier. Zhang Ye and Cheng Yang sent flowers to Teacher Yu Min and Shi Yu respectively, and prepared the share for Zhu Zhenting. Both of them didn't give it away, Zhang Ye bundled it with each hand, and took it to Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen looked at him and said, "Why did you think of sending me flowers? I guess you want to ask for two more days off?"

The watch advertisement that Liu Dongdong mentioned before has been finalized, and Zhang Ye needs to leave the group for a few days, and he has already greeted Wu Zhen.

He didn't want to ask for more leave, and he was even a little reluctant to leave the crew. It may be that the feeling of filming has gradually improved in the past few days, and he is afraid that he will have an adaptation period when he comes back after a few days. "You think too much." Zhang Ye put down firmly In a word, he turned around and walked away.

Wu Zhen caressed the carnation in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you want to be lazy under my hands, it's still a little tender."

Cheng Yang was surrounded by the staff to touch up his makeup. Hearing this sentence, he turned his face away. He only had time to see Zhang Ye's back. He jumped down a few steps briskly and ran towards Zhao Duoduo at the bottom of the corridor... …

Back at the RV at noon, Zhao Duoduo opened the lunch box for Zhang Ye and set it up. He leaned at the door and watched the cars driving out of the parking lot next door. His eyes were like a Shiba dog who saw pork, and he was almost salivating. "Boss, Do you feel envious of other people?"

Zhang Ye unknowingly glanced out of the car window again. Several cars were carrying Teacher Yu Min, Shi Yu and Zhu Zhenting to the outside of the scenic area. Shi Yu said that he was going to the airport immediately after returning to the hotel. The teacher is on the flight tomorrow morning, Zhu Zhenting doesn't know.

The profession of an actor is quite special. Most of the time, my colleagues will not be regular people, like eating a table, and I will be here with these people during this period of time, and there with those people there during the next period of time.

In the past, he would feel flustered and want to leave when he saw someone finishing filming on the set, just like living in school when he was studying, and other children were picked up by their parents on weekends. Seeing that he was quickly taken out of the campus.

But this time, Zhang Ye didn't feel any envy. He even felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that he would finish the film and leave soon.

Zhang Ye didn't answer Zhao Duoduo's words, but asked instead: "If you feel homesick, you can go back for a few days."

Zhao Duoduo swallowed, and immediately waved his hands: "I don't want to, my old man holds the money in his hand and won't give me a penny, why should I miss him, let him go with his money."

Zhang Ye clicked his tongue, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the rice. He wanted to finish eating quickly, and he had to shoot a big night scene tonight.

To say that Wu Zhen is really a pickpocket, he said two days ago that he was going to leave the group to catch up with the announcement, Wu Zhen immediately asked someone to change the show, and inserted a night scene the day before he left. You can catch up on sleep on the road for two days.

Zhang Ye himself has no objection to filming night scenes, but he has to drag Cheng Yang and Meng Yao to stay together. He is a little bit sorry, especially yesterday Cheng Yang and Teacher Yu Min spent a whole night of filming, and they didn't finish work until after three o'clock in the morning.

"Is there any more tea?" Zhang Ye raised his head and asked Zhao Duoduo after taking a few mouthfuls.

"Yes, I know you're going to stay up all night, so you've prepared a lot." Zhao Duoduo went to look through the refrigerator as he spoke.

Zhang Ye said: "Give Xiao Cheng a copy too."

"Okay." Zhao Duoduo responded readily.

In the evening scene, Xu Wen was stabbed in Zangshu Pavilion. The sword energy caused his old illness. He clashed with Su Lingquan.

Before the filming started, Cheng Yang asked the director: "Is it okay if I fall asleep on my stomach?"

Wu Zhen raised the small horn in Yang's hand, wondering if he was joking: "You still want to fall asleep when I'm filming?"

Zhang Ye said to Cheng Yang: "The actor is unconscious, why should he be so sober, just sleep with you."

Wu Zhen came up with a small trumpet and started playing, but fortunately the pages flashed fast, he hid behind Cheng Yang, put his hands on Cheng Yang's shoulders, and smiled like a beating: "Director Wu, you can't be too skinny. "

"Who are you talking about cheating?" Wu Zhen was anxious because he couldn't hit him, pointing at Cheng Yang and saying, "Get out of the way, don't block him."

Cheng Yang looked back at Zhang Ye helplessly, with a smile on his face, and when he looked back at Wu Zhen, the expression on his face was much colder: "Director Wu, hurry up and get busy."

That's what it means not to let go.

One by one, they became more and more disobedient. Wu Zhen was about to scold Cheng Yang, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Ye smiling and staring at Cheng Yang's side face, his eyes were so gentle that Wu Zhen felt like a stick in his throat, and he coughed heavily He let out a cry, unable to say a word of reprimand for a while, and said anxiously with a pale face: "Well, Xiao Zhang, you have a big conflict with Xiao Meng's play at night, don't forget the words for me at the critical moment."

"Oh." Zhang Ye replied absently, and met Cheng Yang's eyes again.

Both of them were laughing, and Wu Zhen couldn't understand what they were laughing at. He looked at the two young people again, feeling a little embarrassed, and walked away with a small trumpet in his hands. Chang.

Sun Chang saw that his expression was wrong: "What's wrong?"

Wu Zhen glanced into the room again, the two big fools were still smirking at each other, he scratched his gray hair, and said in a low voice, "Don't you think there is something wrong with them?"

Sun Chang also glanced into the room, and said in a low voice: "A little bit, but isn't it because of the filming? I think it's normal for them to be in the film."

Wu Zhen thought for a while, then handed the small speaker to Sun Chang, took the thermos from his hand, unscrewed it, took a big sip, and said with a relieved expression: "I didn't pay much attention after the show."

Sun Chang glanced into the room again, Zhang Ye's hand had been taken off Cheng Yang's shoulder, and the two stood side by side with their backs to the door, looking like Zhang Ye was playing a game while Cheng Yang was watching.

Looking at it this way, it was actually nothing, so Sun Chang then withdrew his gaze.

After the actual filming started, Wu Zhen didn't know whether it was to retaliate against Zhang Ye's previous provocation or what was the matter, and kept finding fault with him.

"Didn't you eat tonight? Your movements are limp."

What the chapter page needs to do is to put the dagger/knife on Meng Yao's neck first, and then drag and push the person to the wall when Meng Yao provokes further. under his power.

Zhang Ye is about to die unjustly. It's not that he hasn't eaten, he's just worried about Meng Yao. There's a solid wall behind him, and he's afraid that he might hurt someone if he uses too much force.

Fortunately, Meng Yao knew what he was thinking, and said to him with a smile: "It's okay, you can just move normally."

Zhang Ye took a deep breath: "That offends."

Meng Yao nodded slightly, "You are too polite."

The two stood up again, the director shouted to start, and the scene record hit the board——

"Do you know how to cure it?"

"Why are you crazy? I don't know how to cure, do you understand?"

"What medicine did you give him?"

"Don't you think... it's fine for him to fall asleep like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you were awake, you wanted to sit down and talk to him for a few words, and he didn't even bother to answer you. Now that I'm asleep, I... can do whatever I want."

"You're crazy!" Shen E roared.

……

Zhang Ye had no scruples this time. When the director called to stop, he saw Meng Yao leaning against the wall and sucked in his breath, and hurriedly asked, "Where did you hit?"

Meng Yao smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's okay, my sister's old arms and legs can still be carried, you didn't stay strong this time, did you?" She moved her shoulders and lower back as she spoke, and walked aside while holding the assistant's hand.

Zhang Ye was embarrassed to say that he only used [-]% to [-]% of his strength: "Well, then I will act more gently next time, by the way, I have plaster over there."

Meng Yao hurriedly waved his hands: "No need."

The following scenes need to be adjusted. The actor can rest for a few minutes. Zhang Ye wanders into the inner room. He wanted to see if Cheng Yang had fallen asleep, but he saw Cheng Yang lying on the pillow and playing with his mobile phone.

Zhang Ye thought he was playing a game. After all, Cheng Yang asked him a few questions about the operation of the game when he was waiting for the shooting. When he got closer, he saw that he was chatting with someone on WeChat.

Cheng Yang clicked send when he came to him, then quickly locked the screen, and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

As if afraid of being seen by him.

"You're chatting with...your girlfriend?" Zhang Ye asked tentatively.

Cheng Yang looked up at him, with his mouth half-opened: "Ah?"

This pretending to be stupid is too perfunctory, and Zhang Ye feels slightly uncomfortable.He unconsciously bit his lower lip: "Ah what."

Cheng Yang slowly closed his mouth, looked away from Zhang Ye's lower lip, and sat up with the quilt rolled up on his body: "Talked a few words with Teacher Chang."

In fact, he was not afraid of being seen by Zhang Ye when chatting, but he sent a photo with Zhang Ye to the teacher...

"Are you a screenwriter?"

"No." Cheng Yang loosened the tightly wrapped quilt a little more, "He was my chemistry teacher in high school."

Both are surnamed Chang, Mr. Mo very familiar with screenwriter Chang?Could it be that the birthday cake that night was actually Teacher Chang's birthday, and he was very much a screenwriter, Zhang Ye thought to himself.

Suddenly, the words on the phone in the elevator when we met on the first day echoed in my ears again, being gay... hide that teacher...

"Oh," Zhang Ye couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he chose to expose the topic, "I suspect that Lao Wu deliberately retaliated against me just now."

"What do you want?"

Zhang Ye didn't expect Cheng Yang to ask such a serious question, he was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "What can I do, I can't take revenge when I'm crushed to death by a senior official."

A figure flashed past the door, Cheng Yang hurriedly blinked at Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye silently said 'Fuck', turned around, but was dumbfounded, it wasn't Wu Zhen who came in, but Sun Chang.

Sun Chang smiled gently: "Xiao Zhang, I heard that you are going to XX city tomorrow, and your director Wu's medicine is almost gone, so I asked someone to buy it there. You can send me the hotel information later, and I will ask them to deliver it to you." In the past, you help bring it here."

"Okay," Zhang Ye said, "Director Wu, is he okay?"

Sun Chang smiled: "It's okay."

Zhang Ye always felt that Sun Chang's smile was a bit bitter, but before he had time to say a few more words, Wu Zhen's loud voice rang out outside, telling the groups to prepare for shooting, so Zhang Ye had to turn around and go outside. When he reached the door, he turned his head Taking a look, he saw that Cheng Yang was lying on the pillow again.

Next, Su Lingquan poured cold water in and asked Shen E to wipe off Xu Wen who was still in high fever.

During the massage a few days ago, there were still many blue and red marks on Cheng Yang's back caused by the fall. At this moment, Zhang Ye lifted the hem of his snow-white costume, and saw that besides the sword drawn by the makeup artist on his waist and shoulders, There were no traces of bruises or bruises on the injured wounds. Looking carefully, Zhang Ye discovered that the makeup artist might have applied concealer on Cheng Yang's back.

The image of the masseur's rough knuckles scraping Yang's spine from top to bottom suddenly flashed back in his mind. Zhang Ye silently pinched his palm where the camera couldn't capture it.

The cameraman of No. [-] mirror sat at the end of the bed, and the camera in his hand moved forward again and again, almost on Zhang Ye's arm. Su Lingquan, who was on the outside, asked about Xu Wen's cause.

It rained before the evening, and the temperature dropped a lot. In order to pursue the beauty of the picture, the staff also put a fan behind the chapter page, and the fan blades kept rotating, blowing wind slowly towards him. In fact, the surrounding environment is very cool, but after filming this scene, he was still sweating, and the costume inside was stuck to his back, which was extremely uncomfortable.

This time the stop was not long, and Zhang Ye did not leave the room. He raised his hand to help Cheng Yang tear off the hem of the costume, and sat down casually facing the fan.

Wu Zhen twisted the thermos cup and waved to him not far away: "Come, have a look."

The energy in Zhang Ye's heart hadn't passed yet, he walked over slowly, and because of the silence, his attitude was much more respectful: "What's wrong?"

Wu Zhen pointed to the replay and said to him, "Your fingers are pretty good, you can be a hand model."

Zhang Ye didn't know if Cheng Yang heard this sentence, he glanced over there, and said in a low voice, "You should praise my acting skills."

Wu Zhen gulped down two sips of water, then screwed back the cap: "The acting is good, I performed very well tonight, go ahead, keep up the good work."

In the next scene, Su Lingquan went to find Tu Su, the descendant of the medicine sect, to treat Xu Wen. Shi Ge, who had reported to Shen E earlier, rushed back, asked about Xu Wen's injury, and went out to fetch water for Shen E. Only Shen E was left in the room. , Shen E saw that the sleeping incense was about to burn out, and was afraid that Xu Wen would wake up in pain when the incense was exhausted, so he planned to continue. Xu Wen spoke at this time and grabbed Shen E's wrist.

"Don't go, don't go..."

"I'm not leaving, you should sleep well."

"I don't want to sleep, stop burning incense."

"I don't want you to sleep either, but I don't want you to suffer. You are obedient, let's burn it for a while and wait for Uncle Tu Su to come back."

When Zhang Ye read this sentence, he almost used all the patience and tenderness in his life.

"I have a lot to say to you, don't let me sleep..."

"It won't be too late when you recover from illness, senior brother has always been here."

Xu Wen was soothed and fell into a coma again. Shi Ge walked in with a bucket...

Wu Zhen stopped and walked out from the monitor: "Xiao Cheng, have you ever had a nightmare?"

Cheng Yang thought for a while, then nodded: "Do you think my acting is too much like a nightmare?"

Wu Zhen nodded, probably because of Cheng Yang's comprehension ability, his solemn face showed a bit of joy, and when he spoke, his tone was as usual, and his attitude towards Zhang Ye was completely different from his usual attitude: "I had an accident before. Severe illness, I walked before the gate of hell, just a few days after the operation, how weak was it, one second I was still talking to my friend who came to see me, and the next second I fell asleep directly, and then I opened my eyes and woke up In this scene, Xu Wen was not completely unconscious. Shen E came back and clashed with Su Lingquan. He knew it all, but he was too weak. The so-called long-term illness becomes a doctor, his own physical condition, including how to deal with it, he is actually better than Su Lingquan, but why did he stay in Xisangju and not leave? That is because he had a verbal agreement with Shen E before. He is actually a A person with strong willpower, but he is too weak now, and there are some things that usually don't show...he will show it."

He talked too much throughout the day. Even though he was drinking water from time to time, Wu Zhen's voice was still hoarse. After he finished speaking implicitly, he looked at Cheng Yang expectantly, and even made a do you know what I mean gesture.

Cheng Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, he did not disappoint the director, and said quietly: "I see."

When the filming started again, Cheng Yang didn't find the right head, and held Zhang Ye's palm, and was stunned for about 0.1 second. Seeing that the director didn't stop, Cheng Yang didn't let go, and the two continued to act.

The wind and rain outside the window were dark, and the willpower of the young man was finally knocked down by the pain. He expressed his intention to retain and yearn in front of his sweetheart almost sadly, with a voice almost whispering, and the hand in his palm was wet and hot. I don’t know if it was because the light was too strong. , Is it because the thin eyelids were too irritated or something... Zhang Ye saw tears welling up from the corner of Cheng Yang's eyes, like water vapor, fleeting.

For a few seconds, Zhang Ye felt that he was out of the play, and the machinery and equipment and staff beside him made him feel redundant. I'm jealous of Shen E.

After finishing the last line, Zhang Ye gently opened Cheng Yang's fingers with the other hand. Every time he opened one, it was as if something was torn from his heart. He subconsciously glanced at his face, and he saw Cheng Yang's eyelids were tightly closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tails of his eyes were reddish, as a footnote for the tear just now.

Zhang Ye felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, his heartbeat was a little too fast, and he was a little uncomfortable. When he completely put Cheng Yang's hand back on the bed, he suddenly came back to his senses and said to himself: This is Xu Wen. !

The person in front of him is Xu Wen, so who is he, Shen E or Zhang Ye?

Zhang Ye was suddenly startled that he would have a day when he couldn't distinguish between the character and himself.

In fact, we didn't shoot very late at night. Several scenes in Xisangju were filmed together, and work was over before two o'clock.

Probably people tend to think about things at night, and Zhang Ye always feels that even though he has been shooting all night, he still has something to say, and he wants to say something or do something to be happy.So on the way back to the parking lot, he deliberately dragged Cheng Yang along a quiet road with few people.

It rained at night, and the scenic spot at night is quiet and cool, but the wind under the trees is still humid, with heavy water vapor, which makes people's hearts sticky.

"Director Wu doesn't look like he's sick." Zhang Ye brought up a topic.

"Yeah." Cheng Yang probably hasn't played yet, he looks sleepy, and his speech is listless.

"Are you sleepy?" Zhang Ye skipped the previous topic.

"It's okay." Cheng Yang said.

"Is that flying firefly in front?" Zhang Ye said suddenly.

"Yeah, is this the first time you've met?" Cheng Yang said.

"I haven't seen it before."

"That's right, the children of rich families live in big cities..."

Before Cheng Yang could finish his sentence, he was bumped by Zhang Ye with an elbow: "Run on me?"

Cheng Yang hid for a moment: "No, just state a fact."

Zhang Ye stretched out his hand and pulled him back: "There is a pond over there, don't fall into it."

Cheng Yang glanced aside. In fact, he was at least two or three meters away from the pond, and it was impossible for him to fall into it.He wanted to pull out his hand, but found Zhang Ye was clenched very tightly. Even though the cuffs of the costume were tied up to his wrists and there was no direct skin contact, it still gave Cheng Yang a strange feeling in his heart.

"Cheng Yang, I..."

The night was dark, and the emotion in Zhang Ye's eyes was also dim and difficult to understand. Cheng Yang's heart skipped a beat: "Huh?"

"I……"

Cheng Yang glanced at the wrist held by Zhang Ye: "There are quite a lot of fireflies over there, do you want me to catch one for you?"

Zhang Ye slowly let go of his fingers: "Okay."