Inner entertainment first vase

There were too many people, and everyone wanted to have a one-off. Old Fu took the mirror himself, and he didn't forget to mention Phytophthora, so that he could follow along and learn from it.

He has nothing to appreciate about the camera, his aesthetic is strong and strong, and the old Fu is not yet amazingly talented, Shang Lu can at most agree that it is not bad, and it is absolutely impossible for this to affect his own style.The mind was spared, and there was no place to put it, so I used it to experience Ke Yu's action scenes.

The first filming started, and Cheng Cheng, as expected of an old drama player, entered the scene a second after the sound of hitting the board, panting ambiguously and fiercely, Ke Yu hugged her from his chest, and lifted the cheongsam with one hand.

Onlookers: "Wow——"

Tang Zhuo: "..."

Old Du was so annoyed: "Who? Who's there? You haven't seen the world, have you? Go home and talk to your wife!" Everyone laughed, and Old Du cursed with a loudspeaker: "Laugh! You know how to laugh!" !" Assign work to the field, let the idle workers be blasted up to send work, run out of the yard to drive people away, and they are not allowed to approach within two meters.

The producer then worried: "Don't go back and expose the Internet saying that our crew is overbearing and driving people away."

"Explosive, what is explosive?" Lao Du turned on the horn, "Isn't it natural and righteous to clear the scene when filming a sex scene?"

Disappointing sounds kept coming and going, and Cai Si squatted on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth and laughed straight: "Mr. Ke must be uncomfortable." He said "hey" to Shanglu, gossiping: "The scene was cleared before, and the posture and movements are easy to come by. It's a fire Spicy and proficient, it is right to clear the field, and the young man will be hard when he sees it later."

Shanglu: "..."

To run a film crew is to go to the rivers and lakes, and there are many people who are unscrupulous, and Cai Si does not avoid suspicion. Sure enough, he understands that he is also a vigorous "boy" in the next second. He takes off the cigarette and squints at him: "Sister Chengzi has a good figure."

Shanglu coughed, and Ke Yu's back flashed in front of his eyes: "Not bad."

"Let's see how Teacher Ke plays later."

After 5 minutes, everyone was gone, and Ke Yu drank a thermos of water.Sheng Guoer was worried: "Brother, are you nervous?"

No, this is the first time, and it's not the first time I've worked with Sister Cheng Zi, why are you nervous?Ke Yu stuffed the thermos cup into her hand: "Shut up."

The second shot started, and the dust floating under the beam of light was captured in the camera with shaking hands. Cheng Cheng climbed the wooden stairs with both hands, and was grabbed by Ke Yu again. Presenting a distorted posture, she turned her head and gasped for a kiss, but Ke Yu grabbed her chin.

The neck and waist were bent to an incredible degree, as Ze Si said, Cheng Cheng's figure was very soft.

Tang Zhuo yelled "Ka", Ke Yu backed away immediately: "I offended you."

Cheng Cheng tore off the cheongsam, and Tang Zhuo ordered through the microphone: "You can cover your mouth, that's good, but don't keep covering your mouth, Xiao Dao, you have to kiss it." After thinking about it, he felt that Ke Yu was not in the same state as before, and encouraged him : "Why can't you let go today, don't keep it, they are all acquaintances."

The staff all laughed, Ke Yu subconsciously raised his eyes to look for Shanglu, and regretted it when he found it, because Shanglu was also looking at him.

...not all acquaintances.

His eyes were lingering and avoiding under the scorching sun, Shang Lu put his hand to his lips and coughed, the sun came out from the west, and the young master lowered his head for the first time.

Because there was no kissing scene in the original design, Ke Yu went to rinse his mouth temporarily. After a few minutes, the second shot started. Ke Yu Yiyan first covered Cheng Cheng's mouth. In the shaking screen, Cheng Cheng's eyes were moist He pestered him desperately, and he finally pinched her chin and kissed her hard.

This is a real kiss, not an excuse, Ke Yu's side face with eyes closed was captured at a glance.

The side face given by God, the lips that were sucked bright red, the intertwined panting and the broken voice overflowing from the throat.

Only after one passed did he dare to whisper on the set. Cai Si squinted at Phytophthora, caught a glimpse of the young man's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and smiled knowingly: "Is Miss Cheng good enough?"

Shang Lu's face changed, and he didn't answer him very rudely for the first time. He took a step back, then turned around and strode away.

Ke Yu watched the replay from behind the monitor, waiting for Tang Zhuo to figure out whether he should add another one.His eyes were focused, and he didn't dare to look up until he cleared up his emotions. He was surprised to see Shanglu standing in the corner sipping a cigarette.

Doesn't he know how to smoke?

Shanglu was with old smokers like Zeiss Old Du, and the lingering smoke was thicker than what he inhaled into his lungs. Zeiss taught him: "You are not smoking right, you haven't passed your lungs, what a waste."

Although he looks cool with a cigarette in his mouth, he is not skilled.Ke Yu squinted for a while, and when Tang Zhuo said that there was no need to mend it, he followed him.

The small smoking corner suddenly became lively. Lao Du took out the Yellow Crane Tower from his bag, slapped his head with an "Ouch" and said, "Wrong." He took out Yunyan from the other pocket and handed it to Ke Yu: "Teacher Ke Love smoking this."

It was rare for Shang Lu to ask actively: "Why?" He looked at Ke Yu.

"This one is light, and the Yellow Crane Tower is fierce." Lao Du took the initiative to answer, and leaned over to light Ke Yu's cigarette.

Ke Yu's age of smoking does not know how many years, he is used to being respected by others, the posture of a superior person, the overlapping of profile and kissing, Shanglu throws down the cigarette and wipes it out, and walks away alone through the smoke.

"Old Cai, you little friend is quite withdrawn."

Zeiss was so happy that his belly was shaking: "Wow, it's the first time I watched the scene, the young man is full of vigor, it's so exciting."

Ke Yu paused with the cigarette in his hand.

That's why you came to smoke?

There was an hour-long break at noon, and they all went back to their respective yards for a lunch break after eating.In the afternoon, it was mainly Cheng Cheng and A Zhuo's scenes, and Ke Yu's in the evening, it was the scene where Sister Fei cried to him about being threatened by domestic violence and cheating money.He has few lines, just like in the morning, which is the part he is least good at handling.

He leaned back on the sofa, trying to brew his anger.

Five seconds later, the eyes opened with calm and calm eyes.

The hens in the village clucked twice, and he got up irritatedly, using all his anger to fight against the curtains - he closed it with a swipe, and saw the silhouette of Phytophthora facing the computer through the shaking gap.

There was a sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs, and the sound came down from the corner of the stairs, passing through the stone road and corridor in the center of the courtyard——before reaching the door of Shanglu, the phone vibrated, and within a second, Ke Yu's mind was awakened .In broad daylight, he blatantly entered the room of a handsome little photo assistant. He thought he didn't have enough gossip!

Click on it, and the WeChat branch of Shanglu is clear:

"What information does Miss Fei's lines reveal?

What does each line mean in Fei Zai's heart

Feizi's personality?try three to five keywords

find an outlet for anger for his personality

Design actions for anger that match the character’s identity, background, age, and experience.”

Sitting down on the rattan swing chair in Keyu's yard, the creaking sound came into the room through the window screen. Shanglu turned his face and looked at his figure dimly.

"I'm right outside the door."

"I know."

"I want to come in."

"Now you're not avoiding suspicion?"

"If I don't act for you, how do you know I'm wrong?"

"I can probably imagine that."

Ke Yu threatened: "...young people, be careful when you speak."

"Be careful, I just reviewed this teacher's past performances on the computer."

Ke Yu raised her forehead: "...Is it that bad?"

"It's superficial, very superficial, divorced from the character's personality, just out of the play."

"Isn't there any merit?"

"The control of facial features and limbs is very precise and beautiful."

Seeing that Ke Yu didn't return, Shang Lu chased after him: "Are you nervous again?"

Ke Yu told him to "get lost."

Shanglu laughed, confiscated it, and passed the voice through the screen paper to Ke Yu's ears.

"You can't act well, not because you can't control your body and expressions, nor because of facial paralysis, but because you can't deal with deep-seated characters. Not every actor needs to ask himself this kind of question when reading the script, I let you do so , because I found that your biography is carried out as No.1, which is very in place. I think maybe this is your way of perceiving and empathizing with characters.”

Shanglu thought for a while and deleted the remaining words.Ke Yu's problem is not limited to this one, but it is difficult for him to describe it accurately for the time being, and he only caught it in a flash of intuition.

Not urgent.

The creaking sound of the rattan swing came again from the quiet courtyard in the afternoon, and Shang Lu looked back again. The people had left, and the swing was dangling empty.

Ke Yu went upstairs step by step, calmly.

He flipped through the script, and he could even recite Miss Fei's lines.Read word by word again, underline - split - look for plot clues - look for corresponding actions - interpret Tang Zhuo's damning metaphor.Time passed silently, and the pen was dropped and picked up countless times. He forced himself to do listening and interpreting like a student.With no distractions, he didn't know anything about the movement in the yard, and he didn't know that Shang Lu had gone out early.

Falling asleep while doing homework is also embarrassing.

When I woke up, dusk fell, and the sky was about to change. Thick clouds rolled over the snow-capped mountains, covering the leaden gray peaks.The crew finished work at five o'clock, which was the time for dinner.The filming of the next scene started at seven o'clock, and Ke Yu's answer was sent out early, but he still hasn't received a reply.

He was confused.

Asking him to do high math problems now would not be worse than this.

In a bad mood, he left his seat after only a few mouthfuls of a meal. Sheng Guoer wanted to follow, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"I'm walking alone."

As the temperature dropped, the wind under the snow-capped mountains rolled up the corners of his clothes, and his half-length forehead hair fluttered in the wind. His back was engulfed by the howling under the night, and after a while, snow seeds rushed towards his face.Ke Yu thought softly: It’s raining in the ancient city.

Snow falls in the snowy mountains, rain falls at the foot of the mountains, the iron law of the plateau climate.

A long-handled black umbrella propped overhead.

Without speaking, the breath has already indicated his identity.

Ke Yu didn't look back, just walked on, "I didn't see you just now."

"There are a lot of ancient Dongba characters engraved on the kitchen stove, so I took a second look. When I came out, I happened to see you coming out alone."

"What are you doing here?"

Shanglu smiled, and his voice was casual in the wind and snow: "I'm afraid your little assistant will be cold, please do me a favor."

It was time to turn left at the intersection, and Shang Lu grabbed his wrist: "This way."

Walking 50 meters to the end of the alley, there is a small Naxi courtyard, with handmade paper lanterns fluttering in the snow, and the words "Heavenly Rain and Fragrance" written on it are blown around like a revolving lantern.

Shanglu knocked on the door, and the footsteps in the courtyard were barely audible in the wind. After waiting for a few seconds, the door opened, and a woman wrapped in a long scarf let them in.

Ke Yu raised his heart, clenched his palms and asked uncomfortably, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to show it to me? I'll be here in the future."