The wind lives in this life policy

While the props group was rearranging the scene, Fang Jinran called Feng Ce over, and he wanted to talk about the play.

The next scene was specially added by the screenwriter for the sake of style, so it wasn't included in the script, and because it was just playing the piano, he simply didn't edit the script. Fang Jinran planned to just talk about it and shoot it directly.

In the original book, Zhao Changning's piano playing is for Chen Xuanyin to have no regrets before his death, but because Chen Xuanyin's death was filmed in a hazy way during filming, this section was changed to after Chen Xuanyin's death.

"Since you have practiced the piano, the selection of songs is better for you than us..." Fang Jinran had something to say, and it was the same when he encountered something he didn't understand, "Just choose a song that you think is suitable, Play a section, it doesn't need to be very long, the time should be controlled at about 1 minute..."

He turned his head and asked the screenwriter, "Do you think there is anything to add?"

The screenwriter thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing to say, so he suggested to Feng Ce, "This scene is different from the original, so it is a new addition. I didn't write the script, and the director didn't have any requirements. Feng Ce is your own." Just play."

"Okay." Feng Ce nodded.

Ten minutes later, Feng Ce sat down at the table and took a look at Fang Jinran. Fang Jinran understood and made a gesture.

The assistant director immediately shouted "Action!"

This scene is not big, Fang Jinran only used three cameras to point at Feng Ce, the long and short shots started at the same time, and he was going to edit it later according to the actual situation.

Feng Ce took a deep breath, closed his eyes lightly, and then raised his right hand. In an instant, the sound of the zither was pouring down like a heavy rain.

The entire crew fell silent, as if immersed in the torrential rain, which drenched everyone's hearts.

It was soft at first, the sound of the piano was melodious and delicate, clear and slightly solemn, not fast, and it fell to the ears very soothingly. Pointed down, Mingming trembled.

Guzheng has always had the name of beating the soul, as the saying goes: Shi Xian is high and anxious, and the zither is natural, which means it.

When the melodious melody came to the middle, it suddenly became turbulent. Feng Ce frowned slightly, as if in unspeakable pain. With a swirl of his right hand, he pressed the turbulent melody to the highest level, like the saddest and most embarrassing one in Zhao Changning's life. The tragic moment brought out the deep sorrow in my heart, as if I wanted to vent it all through this song.

But the sound of high-pitched notes hit my ears, and the sound made people cry. Feng Ce pressed the strings with his left hand, forming a towering mountain, playing back and forth with his right hand, forming a lingering and endless flow, until the end, he continued to slide, like a wave of torrents advancing bravely. with mountains.

In ancient times, high mountains and flowing water made Boya Ziqi a great story. Now Feng Ce uses this song to express his respect for this person who has been lonely all his life, but he can't let go of his burden.

Finally, Feng Ce opened his eyes, and played until the last roundabout at the end, and the style of the song suddenly changed again, coming to the end.

At the end, it is gentle and long-lasting. Listening carefully, it is like a little tune, full of pity.

Feng Ce let out a sigh of relief, and finally made a final maneuver, ending all his indulgence.

Fang Jinran clapped his hands, not only Director Fang, but everyone present applauded.

The script writer couldn't help sighing, and couldn't help but the other party Jin Ran said, "I'm really glad that Zhao Changning met Feng Ce..."

Fang Jinran nodded in praise, "Yes..."

Even if it is an excellent script, no matter how famous the director, no matter how sophisticated the production is, no matter how huge the investment is, what makes a film and television work come first is always the actors themselves.

Feng Ce looked at them, and seeing both of them smiling at him, he knew that this test had been passed.

He subconsciously looked for Ye Xiaofeng again, but again, Ye Xiaofeng disappeared.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

He regretted his attitude towards Ye Xiaofeng in the car just now.

Feng Ce didn't think he was an irritable person, but when he heard that Ye Xiaofeng was so indifferent to him kissing others, he admitted that he couldn't restrain himself for a while, and still got angry.

And irrationally, he vented his anger on Ye Xiaofeng.

"Huanxin..." He couldn't help murmuring.

That was just an angry statement without reason at all. How could it be regarded as sincerity when people are angry.

All the anguish and resentment from before had vanished with the song just now, and his current strategy was to find Ye Xiaofeng and tell him that what he said in the car just now was all false and against his will.

He also wanted to tell Ye Xiaofeng that he would not do any kiss scenes, nor would he kiss anyone. In his opinion, kissing is the most private and sweetest thing in the world. Except for Ye Xiaofeng, he would not be with anyone. It is even more impossible to have such a relationship with anyone.

Thinking of this, Feng Ce immediately made up his mind. He was never an indecisive person, and when he figured it out, he would naturally take action.

"Where's Ye Xiaofeng?" Feng Ce asked Amy.

Amy was carrying a bag of milk tea, and she shook her head when she heard this, "I don't know, he was still there when I went to get the takeaway just now, you can ask A Lian."

Feng Ce had no choice but to find the clothing team. A Lian was doing an inventory. He raised his head and said, "I don't know. I've never left here. Are you in a hurry? Call!!"

A Lian was almost completely smitten with this person. He never knew how to make a phone call when looking for someone for something. If you have the skills to play the piano and compose poems, wouldn't it be more reliable to make a phone call?

Feng Ce gave up completely, took out his cell phone unaccustomed, and recalled what Ye Xiaofeng said in his mind.

……

This is my mobile phone number, whenever you need it, remember to call this number, and you can find me.

……

So for the first time, Feng Ce dialed Ye Xiaofeng's phone, and after only two calls, a familiar voice rang from the other end of the phone.

"Hey?"

When he heard his name being said again in a familiar tone, Feng Ce's heart twitched, and he actually felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Ye..." Feng Ce took a breath before speaking, "Ye Xiaofeng."

"Hmm... Feng, Feng Ce?"

Ye Xiaofeng responded, but said nothing.

Both of them were a little embarrassed. After a brief silence, Ye Xiaofeng spoke first.

"Well, let me say hello to you. You were filming just now, so I can't tell you..." Ye Xiaofeng has a habit. When he finds that private matters have seriously affected him, he will talk about business affairs, "I am driving now, maybe Come back later."

"Driving?" Feng Ce glanced at the sky, "What are you doing driving in such heavy snow?"

Ye Xiaofeng explained, "Xue Wei called earlier to say that Jiang Yueting's play was finished ahead of schedule and was already on his way back, but the car broke down shortly after driving, so I'll pick him up."

In fact, Xue Wei's original words were not like this.

Jiang Yueting was in such a good state that he finished filming the original three-hour scene within two hours. He dragged Xue Wei away at three o'clock in the afternoon. Xue Wei didn't even bother to pack his luggage. Jiang Yueting only said that he called other assistants. There is no need for Xue Wei to worry about coming to get the luggage. Seeing that the snow is about to fall heavily, if he does not leave, he is afraid that the road will be blocked by heavy snow, and it will be too late.

Xue Wei felt that Jiang Yueting's concerns were justified, so he only brought important items, bid farewell to the crew with Jiang Yueting and drove away.

But I didn't expect to drive for half an hour, and the car broke down in the middle of the road.

The snow is so heavy, it is unrealistic to call the towing company to tow the truck. No matter what, I have to wait until the snow stops, but I call a few people I know in the crew, but no one answers the phone. In desperation, Xue Wei can only call Ye Xiaofeng , Let him help to ask someone to drive them there.

Just when Ye Xiaofeng was depressed and bored, Xue Wei called, but he didn't even call anyone, so he drove to answer it.

He briefly talked about what happened, but he ignored the part where Xue Wei asked him to call someone but he didn't.

Feng Ce: "..."

Ye Xiaofeng didn't hear any reply, thought he was angry, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you first."

Feng Ce sighed, "No need to apologize, I'm not angry..."

Feng Ce felt strange, and couldn't help being confused, is he so scary, and deserves to face it so cautiously.

"The snow is too heavy, you have to be careful." Feng Ce was a little worried, he had a bad premonition, and he always believed in his premonition, "How long will it take to come back?"

He actually wanted to say, come back quickly, Ye Xiaofeng, come back to me... But he was afraid that Ye Xiaofeng would think that he was urging him, so he changed his words again.

Ye Xiaofeng calculated the time, "If you hurry up, you will be back at eight or nine in the evening. The weather forecast says that the snow will stop at night, don't worry."

Hearing what he said, Feng Ce was speechless, he obviously had a lot to say in his heart, and wanted to say it in front of Ye Xiaofeng, but it backfired, Ye Xiaofeng was not around at all.

He could only repeat, "Be careful."

Ye Xiaofeng smiled, "Don't worry."

Feng Ce said again, "When I come back, I have something... I want to talk to you."

His voice was a little low, and it sounded nice and numb when it came from the microphone. Ye Xiaofeng's ears turned red for no reason. After thinking about it, he said, "I, I also have something to say to you."

Although he didn't know what he wanted to say, he had a feeling that told him that at this moment, he had to say it.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Obviously, Feng Ce was very happy. Hearing Feng Ce's happy voice, Ye Xiaofeng felt that the boulder that was hanging in his heart before falling had finally fallen to the ground.

"Okay." Ye Xiaofeng also smiled, "I will come back as soon as possible."

After finishing this sentence, the two of them had no more topics to talk about, but neither of them wanted to hang up the phone like this, and simply let the phone call like this, even if they just listened to the sound of breathing from the earphones, they felt at ease.

The peace of mind born of reluctance.

Feng Ce couldn't help feeling that if he knew this earlier, he should have used his mobile phone earlier, so that he could feel such feelings earlier.

And this kind of emotion is really wonderful. Looking at the snow and mist flying in front of me, thinking of a person's figure in my mind, the breath and voice of this person came from my ears, and then mixed together, easily smoothing that muddy heart .

In the end, Ye Xiaofeng hung up because he saw Jiang Yueting's car.

"I'm going to die, Feng Ce, I've met them."

Feng Ce nodded, "Okay."

"Goodbye."

"it is good."

Ye Xiaofeng hesitated for a while, then became cruel, "You hang up first."

Feng Ce refused, "You hang up first."

Ye Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and finally hung up the phone reluctantly. When the screen showed that the call was cut off, Ye Xiaofeng felt extremely lost.

Feng Ce felt even more melancholy, and wished he could go to Ye Xiaofeng's place immediately, and watched the connection be cut off, before putting down his phone.

All the words, wait until he comes back, and then talk...

However, what Feng Ce didn't expect was that Ye Xiaofeng not only didn't rush back to the set before nine o'clock in the evening, but Feng Ce didn't wait for anyone until almost midnight.