Dedicated to the silly little white artist

450

Just after the lunch break, Wei Chuan came out and looked up at the sky, and his face was almost wrinkled: "It's going to rain."

Zheng He didn't fall asleep at noon. As soon as he got on the kang, he saw a huge bug crawling in front of his eyes. Zheng He was not afraid of bugs, so he followed the bug curiously with his eyes.

Insects are very unruly, other insects crawl quickly and keep walking in a straight line, only it, stop and go, take a break from time to time, the way it walks is not correct, crooked, like drinking two or two ounces of wine, Zheng He looked funny, so he stretched out his hand to poke the worm's butt, but the poke didn't matter, the worm galloped away as if it had been stabbed in a chrysanthemum, and passed through Zheng He in just a few seconds. And the longest distance that the arm can reach, and then a 360-five-degree rolling ball with no dead ends rolled into the bed of the girl next to him.

In Zheng He's head, he could instantly predict the sharp howl of the girl after waking up later, and suddenly lost all sleepiness. He went out with his mobile phone to see if there was a signal, and called Mr. Bai or something.

Facts have proved that Zheng He's mobile phone is not as easy to use as Nokia. He almost climbed a tree, but there was still no signal at all. He was stepping back on the wall in despair, when he heard Director Wei talking to himself.

"That's not it," Zheng He looked up at the sky, and said, "I just saw that the camera crew had done waterproofing work on the machine before eating, but I just don't know if it will rain during the afternoon shooting."

Director Wei nodded, and said, "This yard is too small, or we can build a shed...why didn't you sleep?"

Zheng He smiled and said, "I'm not asleep, so I went out for a stroll."

Director Wei sat on the steps and asked, "Why did you accept this play? I heard that even the funds were prepared by you."

Mr. Bai provided the funds. Zheng He thought that Director Wei thought he asked Mr. Bai to invest the money, so there was no need to explain, so he said along the way: "When I read the script, I thought it was good and had connotations. I think it's better to be blunt but shocking than some movie that is too obscure and inexplicable."

Director Wei looked at Zheng He with a slightly surprised expression, and he said: "Actors like you are rare, our circle is too exaggerated, but a good movie is for the public, and the appearance of a movie is another kind of cultural transmission. You I appreciate that spirit."

Zheng He has never been praised by others since he was a child, except for a small award for the cleanest dormitory in his sophomore year. He was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about it that much. Is there anything that can contact the outside world? I want to send a letter to Mr. Bai. "

Director Wei looked at Zheng He strangely, then took out his mobile phone, and said, "You can use my phone."

Zheng He unlocked it, and seeing the three-bar signal on Director Wei's phone, he had the urge to drop the phone.

450 one

Zheng He's call to Mr. Bai did not go through.

Because Mr. Bai was on the plane at this time.

"Boom... boom..."

Mr. Bai watched the small red dot getting closer and closer on the infrared locator, and gradually calmed down his breathing.

Zheng He didn't get through to Mr. Bai, not even the one with Sangbei and Jiezi. He thought to himself that Mr. Bai had gone to work again, and returned the phone to Director Wei in disappointment.

"Didn't get through?" Director Wei asked knowingly.

Zheng He nodded, he vaguely saw that Director Wei seemed to have something else to say to him, the alarm clock set at 01:30 in the room rang, and everyone else was woken up one after another.

Director Wei waved to Zheng He, stood up and opened the curtain, and said, "Get ready to go."

Zheng He went into the lounge to look for his suitcase, and happened to be face to face with another leading actor. When the man saw Zheng He, he immediately turned his head and smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, are you up?"

"It's good to call me Ahe. Although I debuted earlier than you in terms of seniority, you are much more famous than me." Zheng He has been lukewarm about his debut for so many years, except for occasional worries about his career. What negativity.

"Okay, Ah He, then you can also call me Alan." Alan helped to drag Zheng He's suitcase out of a pile of sundries.

Although Zheng He felt that Alan was a little too enthusiastic about him, he had seen many such people, so he smiled coldly, brought his suitcase over, took out a bottle of banana milk, and said, "Noon I didn't see how much you ate, I put this on the table." He said, dragging the suitcase and walking towards the locker room.

Allen hurriedly said, "I don't need it, take it away."

"It's okay, you can take it." Zheng He said, "Please help me with the suitcase."

450 two

The sky was getting cloudier, and after entering the cave, many people found that their mobile phones had signal, and not long after that, everyone knew that a typhoon was coming. If a typhoon blows in this remote mountainous area, it is impossible not to cause mudslides, but If you have been waiting here, you will probably spend the next few weeks here. This short scene of less than 28 minutes in "Meeting in 3 Hours" almost paralyzed everyone in the crew.

When Zheng He changed his clothes, the makeup artist followed Zheng He's movements to apply makeup on him. Fortunately, Zheng He was lazy and did not take off his base makeup. Fleeing in embarrassment is strong.

The driver had a discussion with Director Wei, and decided to go to a nearby township to borrow the caravan. There was a train there, and he could go back to City H.

Zheng He had almost memorized the contents of the script long ago, and he did not come to the cave specifically for filming, but for scouting, which was later edited into the film.

Of the three machines, two are currently shooting at fixed locations. The main camera that actually shoots the plot is connected to the wires. Zheng He stands in his place and straightens his clothes.

The slate slapped, Director Wei said, "No. 60, Act [-], Scene [-], A!"

"Father!" Zheng He exclaimed, and slowly fell to his knees on the ground. On the other side of the room, the supporting character covered in blood held his breath.

Zheng He shed tears. He first looked around blankly, then staggered onto the supporting actor as if he had just woken up from a dream, shaking him desperately, trying to make him open his eyes again: "Dad! Dad! You Wake up, wake up!! I'm back!! Dad!!!!"

Just as Director Wei was about to stop, the sound of a rumbling plane suddenly sounded, and everyone was stunned.

"Is... a typhoon coming?"

"What's the matter with the typhoon, this sound?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Even the actor in Zheng He's arms couldn't pretend anymore, he opened his eyes and looked around.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed helicopter spotted the helicopter flying in this direction, pointed at it and shouted, "It's not a typhoon! It's an airplane!"

Zheng He squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "But, how did it fly so low?"

Everyone wants to know this question.

The noise was too loud, and the sound engineer had already turned off the machine, waiting for the plane to leave before continuing to shoot. Then, under the watchful eyes of more than 20 crew members, the plane slowly landed on the head of the cave dwelling.

Everyone: "..."

The cockpit door opened, throwing out a bundle of ladders.

Zheng He vaguely saw a figure from the back that was so familiar to him in the dimly lit plane, and suddenly his calves trembled a little.

Two tall and strong men came out of the plane one after another, but because everyone present was shocked by this domineering way of appearance, no one stepped forward for a while.

After a while, a man stepped out of the plane. He was wearing a white suit, with long legs and a narrow waist. His engraved slapped face was really handsome.

450 three

"Bai..." This time, Zheng He not only had weak calves, but he almost couldn't feel his lower body, so he rushed over directly: "Mr. Bai!"

Bai En got down from the ladder and was hugged as soon as he stood firmly. He looked at Zheng He's blood all over his body in surprise (...), and asked, "How did you make it like this?"

Zheng He was overwhelmed by surprise, pulled his clothes awkwardly, and said, "I'm filming, it got on just now." Then he nervously checked whether there was any stain on Mr. Bai's suit, but luckily everything on him seemed to be dry. Yes, Mr. Bai's suit is still very clean.

Zheng He's words were in Mr. Bai's ears: "...", he rubbed his ears, and said: "I can't hear you clearly, tell me later."

"Oh." Zheng He took out a chewing gum from his pocket and stuffed it into Mr. Bai's mouth: "Chewing this can relieve a lot."

Director Wei came over now, looked at the plane standing on the cave dwelling, and then at Mr. Bai, his expression mixed several complex emotions. Sang Bei was better than Mr. Bai, because he wore it from head to toe. Headphones, at this time, came over and held Director Wei's hand, and said, "Hello, Director Wei, I have met you several times before."

Director Wei shook hands with Sang Bei in embarrassment, planning to pass the part Zheng He filmed in one go, pack up and go back to City H.

450 four

Zheng He and Mr. Bai hadn't seen each other for almost ten days. At this time, Zheng He was surprised and happy to see Mr. Bai. He dragged him to find a place to sit down, watched it for a while, and hugged him again.

"So clingy to me?" Mr. Bai pinched Zheng He's neck, smiled and lowered his head to kiss Zheng He's forehead.

"Why are you here?" Zheng He asked.

"I saw a typhoon." Mr. Bai said: "I'm afraid you will be trapped in this place, so I want to bring you back."

Zheng He said happily: "But it didn't even rain."

"Hmm." Mr. Bai looked at the deep red dye that was mixed on Zheng He's body, and said, "Change this clothes, I feel uncomfortable."

"Okay," Zheng He said, "but wait a while, and I'll change it when I get in the car after filming."

"Aren't you going with me?" Mr. Bai asked.

"Oh! By the way, I almost forgot," Zheng He said, "You have a plane here, okay, I'll ask Director Wei to see if the scene just now can be passed."

"Okay." Mr. Bai stood up and said, "I'll pack your things for you."

"You know what's mine and what's not?" Zheng He teased.

Mr. Bai rubbed Zheng He's head, and said, "Only you know what I know best."

Zheng He stuck it up and kissed Mr. Bai on the lips, and ran to find Director Wei.

Mr. Bai rolled up his sleeves and turned around, and found Zheng He's suitcase easily. He recalled that Zheng He usually looked for the things that Zheng He needed to bring when he went out. Suddenly the door opened. He thought it was Zheng He, and folded the towel with his head down. , said: "What did Director Wei say?"

"Hello, Mr. Bai."

unfamiliar voice.

Mr. Bai looked up, and there was a young man he didn't know standing at the door.