The actor has to fry cp with me

"...you know how to laugh?"

After a while, Cheng Yu said in a daze.

Chen Ke was stunned by his words: "I... am an actor anyway?"

Not facial paralysis.

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Yu also felt that he was outrageous, subconsciously touched the hair on the back of his head, nodded indiscriminately, opened the door and left.

The not-so-heavy wooden door closed behind him, blocking Chen Ke's line of sight from sticking to him.

The feeling of being watched all the time disappeared suddenly, and Cheng Yu felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

He stood there for two seconds, only to wake up when he heard the sound of chairs moving in the room, and walked away quickly.

The two or three days of auditions were fleeting, and after a day's rest, Director Pei asked them to take a makeup photo.

Cheng Yu has been so busy these two days that the filming is about to start. Apart from helping Director Pei to check the audition, he spends all his time sawing wood... busy practicing the violin.

In fact, Cheng Yu knows how to play musical instruments. He has played the piano since elementary school, but he was left behind after finishing the grade test.When I was still in school, every year at the party, I would be dragged onto the stage to betray/hue.

Except for his senior year, because of heavy filming tasks, he spent New Year's Day with the crew.

Although he hasn't played the piano seriously for many years, the ears he cultivated since childhood still helped Cheng Yu a lot.After learning the posture, he also learned two pieces of music by the way, vibrato and other skills, and occasionally he can play well.

Today's makeup photo shoot, Cheng Yu originally wanted to bring his piano, but was stopped by Director Pei.

"The piano is meant to be smashed." Director Pei said in a normal tone, "The prop group bought ten identical ones."

"...Is he so rich this time?" Cheng Yu was shocked.

No wonder he said that, he previously collaborated with Director Pei in "Storm Cliff", because of the character, he offended an investor, and it was the one with the tightest funds among Director Pei's so many plays, otherwise Director Pei wanted Cheng Yu to play an important role. Supporting roles are not so easy to be accepted.

There is no other reason. Cheng Yu was still a TV drama star at that time, and he was well-known for the awards, but he was not top-notch, and his salary was not high. This allowed Director Pei to successfully convince the opponents.

Cheng Yu's impression of Director Pei and his crew was completely stuck at that time, when they didn't necessarily get meat in the box lunch for two days.

"Then can we eat chicken drumsticks every day?" Cheng Yu laughed.

Director Pei smiled and patted him on the top of his head: "Eat, enough! Hurry up and put on makeup. I can't finish shooting at noon, so I'll give your chicken legs to others to eat."

Cheng Yu made a gesture of surrender, watched Director Pei leave before turning around and entering the dressing room.

The crew is rich, and the leading actors and important supporting roles are all in separate dressing rooms. I don't know if it's really a lot of money, or it's just trying to cover up the fear that Cheng Yu and Chen Ke will fight.

Cheng Yu thinks it's the former.

Because there is a long corridor, the dressing room of him and Chen Ke is directly opposite, and the soundproof room is generally soundproof. As long as one side speaks two points louder, one or two can be faintly heard near the door on the opposite side.

As soon as Cheng Yu put on his base makeup, there was a movement outside the door, only the sound of messy and sparse footsteps, no matching chat.

With this posture, you don't need to guess that it is Chen Ke.

Cheng Yu stretched out his ears subconsciously, but only heard a soft closing sound of the door.

"Mr. Cheng, stop stretching." The make-up artist next to him suppressed a smile, "If you stretch the chair again, it will fall down."

Cheng Yu coughed lightly in embarrassment, returned to his sitting posture, and nodded apologetically to the makeup artist: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." The makeup artist smiled cheerfully, "It's my honor to be able to make up for Teacher Cheng."

Although she is so self-effacing, Cheng Yu can't underestimate her. Director Pei has spent a lot of money on this drama. The makeup artists are all famous special effects makeup teams in China. The one who did makeup for Cheng Yu is Erin is one of the best in the team.

"The other day I was talking to Director Pei and Editor Zhao about Song Yan's appearance, and I was still thinking, Mr. Cheng is such a lively person, I don't know what it's like to play Song Yan." Erin said: "Your eyebrows have to move a lot. .”

Cheng Yu nodded: "You can do whatever you want."

Since his debut, Cheng Yu has never tried this kind of dejected and gentle look, even when Jiang Yue frequently changed his character design in the early stage.In the past two years, most of the invitations for scripts were for lively characters.

Cheng Yu is too detached, with a silent and gentle personality, Jiang Yue didn't even think about it at first.

Cheng Yu was somewhat excited when he thought that he would spend the next half year of shooting with such a brand new look.

Erin skillfully shaved the part of his eyebrows that were too sharp, and traced a new outline, and got up satisfied after a long while.

"Teacher Cheng, do you want to take a look?" Erin asked.

"It's okay, let's talk after we're done." Cheng Yu closed his eyes, and half of the previous enthusiastic posture disappeared.

The young man on the makeup chair just pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but Erin suddenly saw Song Yao's shadow.

The person who tilted his head slightly on the mountain of bloody corpses and ruined walls, calmly played the only violin he could carry with him.

Erin felt a slight shock in his heart.

Cheng Yu wants to take a set of makeup photos, one is a clean white shirt, playing the piano in an empty concert hall.

The other set is a blood-stained coat, leaning against the corner of the shelter and playing the violin alone.

"Teacher Cheng, it's over." Erin turned off the curling iron and took a step back.

The young man in front of the mirror slowly opened his eyes.

Cheng Yu's pupils are originally very dark brown, and if you don't look carefully, you will even think they are pure black. Fans often say that his eyes are transparent, and he looks like a student who is still studying, a student who is not familiar with the world, full of youthful spirit .

But now, these crimson eyes seemed to have been stripped of vitality. Although they were opened, they seemed to be empty, unable to see anything.

Erin held his breath subconsciously, as if a slightly heavier airflow would blow the illusion in front of him into pieces.

Cheng Yu... or Song Yan, blinked slowly twice, looked around twice, and his eyes fell on the black piano box that was left in the corner.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he pushed the chair away and walked over, opened the piano case as if it were a treasure, his slender fingertips swept across the body of the piano, and finally rested on the strings.

With the shoulder rest on the zither kiss on his neck, he raised his head proudly, his back straightened in an instant, as if the zither was the bone he relied on for support.

The bow drew a neat arc in the air.

He swung his arms suddenly, bowing and slashing at each other.

……

A weird, unmusical chord strikes.The sound was so loud that even the dressing room on the opposite side with the closed door could clearly hear it.

Erin suddenly woke up from the aura belonging to Song Yu, and couldn't help but light a piece of wax for the colleague opposite.

I hope she didn't shake her hands intimidated, and then leave any traces of ruining makeup on the face of actor Chen...

The lingering sound of the violin dissipated, and the originator of the sound suddenly turned around and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I still have to dub later..." Cheng Yu carefully put down the piano, his eyes were full of cunning, and there was no trace of Song Yao.