from the star

The last play of the mysterious forest was completed, and "Playground Under the Night Sky" was completed amidst the joyful laughter of the children.Most of the crew members have established a deep relationship with the two cute young protagonists.Yiwen and Tingting are like fairies, pure and beautiful, innocent and lively.

"Qingyuan will definitely like it." Tan Yue said to Lao Mu.

The two cuties acted in their true colors without pretentiousness.In the play, Reiko changed from a shy little girl who was bullied to an optimistic and lively little angel under the influence of Xiao Duoduo and this secret realm.Xiao Duoduo's fate was also modified according to Tan Yue's intention. He fell into the water in the rain and did not pass away.The end of the story is full of imagination. The two children guard the secret place, but they don’t regard the secret place as their own private property. Instead, they care for and create it carefully, and look forward to more children discovering it.

"I see, the love letter you gave him." Mudli opened his windbreaker, flapped his hands in his pockets, and opened and closed like a cuckoo in a clock telling the time.

With his hands behind his back, Tan Yue gently stroked the ring of his middle finger back and forth with his left thumb.It's been a few months since we parted, and we occasionally contact each other on the phone, and the other party is also busy catching up with the show, so we can't make up the time.I really... miss him so much

"You started out so quickly, you can almost be independent. Next time you can't be an actor, come back to be a director. Hey, just right. Isn't your guy an actor?" Mudli scratched his hair, in order to show that the first half of the sentence was just embellishment And foreshadowing, happily spit out the second half of the sentence: "I will leave the editing and post-production to you, how about it?"

"It's going to rain. I'm going back to collect the quilt."

In the crew of "Fighting", Guan Peng stared at the monitor and played it back twice, asking several supporting actors in the "Association" to replay the fragments of disagreement, quarrels and infighting.Although the purpose of this "association" is to indulge negative emotions, once it develops, it will expand like a cancerous tumor, spreading throughout the body and invading the body surface.

Yuan Ping stood on the sidelines, glanced at the performances of the supporting actors, and asked Cheng Hebai next to him: "Have you been a little...too tense lately?"

Ling Qingyuan looked at Yuan Ping in bewilderment, his eyebrows frowned slightly in confusion.He didn't feel any problem, Zhuang Hong's role was as smooth as ever, or it can even be said that he acted very "comfortably".

Zhuang Hong is reticent on the surface, but his mental activities are extremely rich.The external reason is a layer of clothing, peeling it off is the struggling inner world.But who can say that his rationality has not internalized into a spider's thread, hanging him, making him different from Meng Dong's complete madness.

Yuan Ping stood still facing Cheng Hebai, snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, saw the young man's eyes were unblinking and unresponsive, and affirmed very seriously: "You are too tight."

After the supporting roles are over, there will be a scene in which a lower-level member of the "Association" mistakenly recognizes Zhuang Hong as Meng Dong.Ling Qingyuan touched up her makeup and took her place in front of the camera.Zhuang Hong only felt that it was wrong for these crazy boys to burn fire from the "association" to the outside society, and instinctively wanted to persuade and stop them.

When the younger brothers saw Zhuang Hong approaching, their fists and feet disappeared, and they bowed their heads respectfully and yelled loudly: "Meng Dong."

Ling Qingyuan froze for a moment.Zhuang Hong was also shocked. He and his younger brother clearly reported his name, reminding them that they had confused and admitted the wrong person.Not only did the younger brothers not listen, they kept stating their destructive desires to Zhuang Hong who they thought was Meng Dong.They said that they followed the rules of the "Association", under the leadership of the founder, and acted with the purpose of making fun of violence.

Zhuang Hong was too much to talk about alone, and the explanation that he repeatedly stated that he was Zhuang Hong was drowned in the roaring words of the crowd.Crazy in front of him, treating him as a member of Meng Dong's association made Zhuang Hong deeply feel misplaced.The three became tigers, giving him a terrifying hint, which was repeatedly strengthened in his nervous system in his brain: he is not him.

Ling Qingyuan vividly expressed Zhuang Hong's calm and rational state of maintaining the leader's calm and opposing excessive violence. What's more, his silent words indirectly portrayed the deep inner world-the panic of hearing them call themselves another person at a loss.

Beside his ears, there seemed to be countless voices in his heart saying: "You are Cheng Hebai, you are Cheng Hebai, you are Cheng Hebai..."

When Guan Peng yelled, Ling Qingyuan became dizzy for a while, closed his eyes and staggered back.He heard the extras ask him: "Hebai, are you okay?"

Ling Qingyuan pushed away their support top-heavy, covered his head and walked a few steps like a Yangko, and said while walking, "I'm Cheng Hebai...I'm fine. I'm fine, I'm..."

Guan Peng was still watching the playback very intently.The actors' performances are too good, and the director will also bring them in, immersing themselves in the light and shadow pictures and stories they have constructed.From this actor, Guan Peng saw the intense sense of conflict, the extreme sense of contradiction, the kind of unity built on the edge of division.In him, there is an unparalleled duality, arresting people.

Yuan Ping went up to give Cheng Hebai a hand, and felt a little trembling while holding his wrist.There is also his bangs on the forehead that fit the character's shape very well, as he lowers his head and crosses his eyebrows and eyes.Yuan Ping's first reaction was that he should not have a fever, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

"Xiao Cheng, do you know who you are?"

"I'm Cheng Hebai." A crisp response came from the vocal cords of his bent neck with his bowed head.

Yuan Ping let go, and patted him on the shoulder hard, making him shake and let his soul go out of his body: "Xiao Cheng, don't get too involved in the drama."

The shaking stopped, Ling Qingyuan slowly raised his head, and smiled at him thoroughly: "No, Brother Ping."

Tan Yue wished he could grow his wings and fly back to Taiping City. As soon as he landed, he didn't let go of his suitcase, and rushed directly to the set of "Fighting".When the crew saw this guy, they were surprised, but no one stopped him.

Guan Peng, who was concentrating on filming, may or may not have seen Tan Yue coming.He didn't say hello without saying hello, and stared at the scene without blinking. The entire director team was almost watching this scene with breathless concentration.

Tan Yue didn't socialize with anyone, and stood on the sidelines with his eyes fixed on that person.If he could measure the level of his breathing and heartbeat muscles now, everything would be off the charts.He clenched his hands, the ring on his left middle finger pierced his nerve endings, making him feel distressed.

Zhuang Hong finds Meng Dong.The two just stood still at first, and Mi Kaiwai looked at each other carefully.At this time, Zhuang Hong's voice cut through the silence that could be heard when the needle fell, and pierced through the scene full of confrontation.And his voice was so peaceful: "They said, I am Meng Dong."

Zhuang Hong pulled the corners of his mouth into a slight smile, and there was no despair, irritability, confusion or uneasiness in his smile.He smiled so beautifully, so spontaneously and naturally.All emotions are condensed in a "quiet".

"They said, I am Meng Dong."

Meng Dongxuan puffed his chest and took a deep breath, and then exhaled from his nostrils and lips like a bull.Contrary to Zhuang Hong's "quietness", he has no expression, does not distinguish between emotions and anger, and does not laugh at this ridiculous misunderstanding. He is the "cold" before the nuclear bomb exploded.

"I'm Meng Dong."

With his hands in his pockets, Zhuang Hong walked towards Meng Dong leisurely like a walk.He is frivolous but not frivolous. He uses free movements and indifferent expressions to form a rational coat, covering all the doubts in his heart.No, he doesn't suspect anything, the way to solve problems has always been very simple.

A short distance away, Zhuang Hong clenched his fist and swung it towards Meng Dong's face at an invisible speed.This is Zhuang Hong's explosion, the explosion of his spirit, psychology and all emotions.The water under the ice layer suddenly exploded, and ice splattered everywhere.

Meng Dong didn't wait for the punch to materialize before striking back.Too many times the two fought each other for no reason, or purely for spiritual dialogue.It's their words, their way of communicating.They are attached to each other so... hurt each other.

Tan Yue was going crazy with him.Tan Yue finally knew what his anxiety was about the script and the story. For Qingyuan, "Fighting" is too empathetic, too easy to get into the play.Not into a fake show, but a real show.He hardly has to play Zhuang Hong... he is Zhuang Hong himself.

Tan Yue roared inwardly, restraining the urge to pull the two of them apart in the camera.He had a ferocious expression and was in pain. He didn't know to what extent the play was staged, and how the actors' protection was.Tan Yue could see that Qingyuan was really beating him, no, or he was being beaten.

The tyrannical and irrational Meng Dong suppressed Zhuang Hong. In their fight, it was obvious who had the upper hand.Pain and enjoyment and pleasure are the roughest communication between two souls.The two actors fight so naturally that they don't even need an action guide.There is a scene between the actors, especially when the two protagonists play against each other, one party is in a deep state, and naturally attracts the other party to follow suit.

Yuan made a free move with his mind, and seemed to feel that Meng Dong should be like this.

Tan Yue couldn't stand it anymore, but he forced himself not to close his eyes.This is the fight between Zhuang Hong and Meng Dong, and even more so between Ling Qingyuan and Cheng Hebai.It is a struggle between a person's id and ego, and it is also a tear between the subject and the object.Tan Yue understood that this play disturbed Ling Qingyuan's deepest pain, and it was the split in his self-cognition.

Meng Dong knocked Zhuang Hong to the ground, and panting, he threw himself on top of him.The stillness after the madness, the original picture should end with a rebellious calm after the rage, and use silence to end the fight between the two.But Zhuang Hong raised his hand suddenly.

This is his play beyond the script.

Zhuang Hong seemed to be covered with injuries, his lips were bruised, and he was still smiling lightly.Lying on the cold ground, he stared up at the other man with open eyes.Zhuang Hong raised his right hand, suddenly breaking the static balance, like a piece of music that is slowing down and weakening, returning to the climax repeatedly.

Guan Peng didn't stop.He has been brought into this scene by the actors.

Zhuang Hong's right hand covered Meng Dong's left cheek, and he asked without hesitation, "I am you, who are you?"

Yuan Ping was a little stunned, but felt that there was some kind of traction in all this.His right hand swept across Zhuang Hong's forehead, embedded in his hair.Meng Dong laughed domineeringly, whether it was ridicule or a winner's laugh.Even though it was so obvious, he was laughing at Zhuang Hong who didn't know anything about it.

Guan Peng bit his lip. According to the script, the inquiry and investigation of "Who am I" should be revealed at the end.But in this small climax, if the protagonists don't know much about each other, it is indeed missing a piece of imposition.Zhuang Hong has already asked a question, and Meng Dong's answer is crucial at this time.

Meng Dong laughed wickedly and saw blood.He bowed slightly and approached Zhuang Hong's face, breathing hot air as if on the tip of his nose.Meng Dong's voice fell like a knife chopping an axe, and his words were ferocious: "I am you. Who are you?"

Zhuang Hong's right hand slipped and fell back to the ground.He smiled and tilted his head to the other side, closing his eyes.The bleak light in the empty space outlines the figures of two people.They are next to each other, as if in an abyss, as if in front of a mirror...

Guan Peng yelled to stop.Tan Yue seemed to hear the firing of the starting gun, and rushed to the scene. He was careful not to disturb the set and props, but deliberately ignored the voices calling his name behind him.

Yuan Ping was pulling Cheng Hebai, this young man seemed to be lazy.Yuan Ping turned over and knelt on one side, barely helped him to sit up, just about to ask him if he was injured or what, a stunned young man rushed over.

"Tan Yue?" Yuan Ping felt horrified when he found out that it was not the actor who entered by mistake but Tan Yue.This person, could it be the soy sauce set-up invited by Guan Peng? The grade... is too high.

"Get out of the way." Tan Yue viciously pushed Yuan Ping away from the person who was sitting dumbfounded.Yuan Ping was bewildered, raised his hands in surrender, patted his buttocks and stood up, wondering what would happen to Tan Yue, but was dumbfounded.

Tan Yue was in a panic.He knelt beside Ling Qingyuan, let his head and upper body rest on his chest, put his arm around his shoulders, and patted him with his other hand on the outside of his face, but he didn't dare to call his name, he just kept repeating: "Wake up." Wake up, wake up..."

Tan Yue didn't dare to call him Hebai, thinking that his name must be an anchor with a barb in his heart.

"Tan Yue...you..." Seeing that something was wrong, Yuan Ping groaned, and said weakly, "Forget it, he probably got hurt, take him to see if he feels uncomfortable."

Tan Yue felt that Yuan Ping's reminder was clever. Regardless of the dumbfoundedness of everyone on the set, he grabbed Ling Qingyuan's arm around his neck, supported him on his knees, and walked out of the shooting scene.Holding him in his arms, Tan Yue gradually felt that his cold and sluggish atmosphere softened, with the meaning of blood flowing and people alive.

Tan Yue returned to the sidelines with the man in his arms, and Guan Peng came to him and greeted him: "Yes." He raised his tone.

Tan Yue felt that there was nothing to hide: "I'll visit his class." As he said that, he went to grab Ling Qingyuan's left hand, and was taken aback when he saw Kong Kong's fingers, and before he could get annoyed, he turned to guess where he should hide the things.Tan Yue just tore off the collar of his shirt with his hands, the action was so natural that Guan Peng and several crew members surrounded him were heartbroken.

"That's the thing." Tan Yue held a pair of rings on Ling Qingyuan's neck chain with his left hand.

Several female theater directors who came together fainted.

"Yeah." Guan Peng nodded and lowered his tone a long time.He pursed his lips and signaled Tan Yue to send him to see if there was any trauma.Yuan Ping just rushed over and saw Tan Yue tear off the ring from Cheng Hebai's necklace and put it back on his finger.

Yuan Ping always felt like he had eaten strange-flavored beans, and there was something wrong everywhere.He grinned his teeth and took the initiative to clarify his position: "Hey, let me first declare that I am an actor, and I have a sense of proportion!"

"The acting is really good, three points to the woods. I feel the same way." Tan Yue replied, uneasy handing over the person in his arms to a drama manager with a first aid kit.

Guan Peng pouted and looked around the sky, feeling that he had to speak: "Tan Yue, did you come from time travel? Can you explain it in a language that humans can understand?"

It was impossible not to attract attention with such a violent move.Tan Yue found that a group of heads of good deeds gathered around them, which can be described as crowded.Tan Yue's eyes were fixed, his eyebrows were peaceful, his words were like his, neat and dignified: "I'm sorry. I just came back from the location. I missed him so much, so I was a little impulsive. I'm sorry. I haven't had time to introduce him. I'm his lover. I'm his lover. .”

Another group of onlookers passed out.Can Tan Yue not say such explosive words in such a calm tone, the contrast is too great and he has indigestion.

Yuan ignored it determinedly, and took a band-aid to repair the minor injury just now.Guan Peng's eyebrows almost reached the receding hairline on the top of his forehead.

"You..." Guan Peng retracted his eyebrows, pinched them tightly on the single eyelids, complained as always about the director's style: "It's very trendy."

Ling Qingyuan was rectified by the fascinated female drama manager, and she felt that she was out of her wits and suddenly became sober.He groped and reached out to grab the corner of Tan Yue's clothes, but was held by Tan Yue, reassuring him that it was okay.

"Doesn't interfere with Director Guan's filming?" Tan Yue asked sincerely.

"It's a bit of a hindrance, will I tell you?" Guan Peng shrugged, turned his head 250 degrees around his neck, and saw two-thirds of the crew around him fall down.Guan Peng straightened his throat again: "Speaking of which, Xiao Cheng is not feeling well... No, did he slow down after entering the drama?"

Tan Yue avoided Guan Peng's question, and instead asked him about his progress: "Are you still queuing his play today? If you want to quell, I won't hinder you, I'll just watch."

"You came here in the clouds and fog, and you put down so many people with one sentence, and everyone's life or death is uncertain, can I still shoot it?"

Yuan Ping took a breath and said that he was still alive. He stood firm and emphasized without hesitation that his nerves were strong, and he would never be intimidated by Tan Yue so easily.He tapped his gums up and down, poked Tan Yue and asked him in a low voice if he was being honest and open in broad daylight.

Tan Yue thought it was funny: "It's not shameful. Say it, Director Guan."

Guan Peng stared solemnly at Cheng Hebai who was dealing with the wound for a while, and saw that he lowered his head and restrained his face, the backlight cast a long shadow in front of him.Guan Peng turned to Tan Yue and said, "It's none of my business whether you can live on your own or not. I just eat carrots and fart too much, so I just care about my acting."

This adaptability to keep pace with the times, this advanced nature, this awareness.Tan Yue gave Guan Peng a push and squeezed Ling Qingyuan's hand.

"It turns out that I've been playing with your 'Na Han' for so long. The energy of fighting cattle across the mountain is transmitted, no wonder I get goose bumps every day." Yuan Pingkou squinted his eyes, showing full of malice towards Tan Yue.

Tan Yue smiled and asked him to clarify "that what" is "what".Yuan Ping shook his chicken skin, and shamelessly said the word boyfriend.After taking a few breaths, he complained again: "I will think of you when I go back to him, can you make people act well?"

Tan Yue had never noticed that Yuan Pingzui was so unfaithful before, it was really... annoying.

"Okay. I didn't pay attention to Xiao Cheng's state before, because he acted... so good." Guan Peng interrupted the weird bickering between the two people next to him, and returned to the main theme: "If you don't make progress, I can give you half a day off. No, it's mainly because of my crew, anyone who can't get up has to call an ambulance."

Tan Yue wondered if it would be good for him to act in his true colors.But I still thanked Guan Peng verbally, turned around and leaned into Ling Qingyuan's ear and asked, "Do I need to carry you away?"

"Help me...for a while."

Tan Yue held his hand and gave him strength.Ling Qingyuan stood up slowly, with his five fingers tightly embedded in the gap between his five fingers.The two greeted the director team, Yuan Ping, and the corpses around them, and left the set first.

Seeing them go away, Guan Peng asked Yuan Ping, "Is there something wrong just now?"

Yuan Ping asked back, "What's wrong."

Guan Peng guessed that Yuan Ping was deliberately ambiguous with him, so he bit his tongue: "That's all right, all those who pretended to be dead died at the same time. My place is not a mortuary coffin shop."