Time makes you fall

◎Being in the play◎

Zhu Yao found that when sitting in school and rereading the script, his feelings for many words and sentences had subtly changed.

Could it be that I am really the experienced actor that Sister Mao said?

Zhu Yao was engrossed in watching, when suddenly something was lightly thrown over, hit Zhu Yao's finger and fell on the desk.

Zhu Yao looked down and saw that it was a small piece of caramel biscuit.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Qu Qingcheng with a smiling face, a pair of eyes shining softly behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

Qu Qingcheng said angrily: "This is a snack bought by the school for the teacher, don't you like to eat snacks?"

"Remember you used to like potato chips, and biscuits too?"

Zhu Yao smiled and picked up the biscuit in his hand: "I like it."

Qu Qingcheng said angrily again: "That's good."

She lowered her head to approve the homework again, and the tip of the pen made a slight rustling sound on the paper.

Regular, peaceful, and gentle, it turned into a white noise in Zhu Yao's heart, like ocean waves beating sand grains.

Zhu Yao didn't know why, but when she stayed by Qu Qingcheng's side, she always felt this kind of peace and tranquility.

It was five years ago, and it is now five years from now.

She carefully tore open the package of the biscuit, and there was a hiss, which was the best chord to the melody of Qu Qingcheng's pen tip.

She stretched out the biscuit and asked Qu Qingcheng, "Would you like it?"

Qu Qingcheng smiled and shook his head: "I'm not a child, I don't eat snacks all the time."

Zhu Yao said: "I am not a child anymore."

"Aren't you?" Qu Qingcheng asked her with a smile.

In the quiet office, both of them spoke in breathless voices, as if whispering.

Zhu Yao smiled and stuffed the biscuit into his mouth.

A small piece, the size of two fingers, is browned and crispy, with the aroma of syrup and cinnamon, chewed gently, it will stick to the teeth.

I don't know if it's because the long-lost biscuit tastes so sweet, or because Qu Qingcheng is sitting by the side, smiling and watching her bite slowly with the tips of her teeth.

"Like a little rabbit." Qu Qingcheng said.

At this time, there was a pattering sound, and Zhu Yao and Qu Qingcheng turned their heads at the same time.

"It's really raining." Qu Qingcheng said.

"Yeah." Zhu Yao bit the biscuit.

Qu Qingcheng said: "Why don't you look worried at all? You can't do exercises today and you can't shoot videos. You have to make another trip."

Zhu Yao shrugged: "It's raining, it's not up to me to decide."

"Follow God."

Qu Qingcheng smiled at her: "You are in a good mood."

At this time, Zhu Yao's cell phone on the table vibrated loudly.

Zhu Yao sighed: "I'm going to lose my mind soon."

As soon as she picked it up, Sister Mao's voice came out of the phone: "Zhu Yao, is it raining over there?"

Zhu Yao: "...Did I say I didn't write your letter?"

Sister Mao said: "Then I will let the team waiting to shoot the video withdraw first, and then find someone to pick you up immediately, and tell Director Mei that you can schedule your session in the morning, and you can go to No. [-] Middle School to shoot the video next time. "

Zhu Yao said "OK".

Hang up the phone and tell Qu Qingcheng: "I'm going back to the set soon."

Qu Qingcheng nodded: "I'll take you out first, get out of class will be over soon, the corridor is full of students, it's inconvenient for you to go."

Zhu Yao ate the last bite of the biscuit, threw the wrapping paper into the trash can, and followed Qu Qingcheng to stand up.

Walking into the corridor, a continuous rain brought a deeper coolness.

There was a fresh smell from the rain in the air. Seeing Zhu Yao looking out of the corridor, Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Isn't the view here good? When I'm tired of preparing lessons, I'm used to standing here for a while."

"Yeah." Zhu Yao walked over and took a look: "You can see the playground."

"Yes, if it doesn't rain, you can see students doing exercises between classes in a while."

Zhu Yao turned her head: "Have you... seen me doing exercises between classes?"

"How can so many students see it?"

Zhu Yao said "Oh".

Qu Qingcheng laughed: "Well, I have actually seen it."

"what?"

"There are too many students so it's hard to tell, but Zhuyao, you have a very special posture in doing exercises. Maybe you are tall, and you are so shy."

"...how did I fool you?"

"The radio operation is like Taijiquan."

Qu Qingcheng couldn't stop laughing when he remembered the past, Zhu Yao turned his head to look at her profile, and a little bit of rain fell on her face.

The light eyebrows became thicker, and the tip of the delicate nose became moister.

Zhu Yao called her: "Qu Qingcheng."

"It's Teacher Qu." Qu Qingcheng said warmly.

"Can you... give me another biscuit?"

******

When they reached the stairs, Zhu Yao told Qu Qingcheng not to send them off.

She didn't inform the principal that she was going to leave. After preparing, she asked Sister Mao to meet with the principal, put on her hat and mask, and slipped out of the school alone before the students finished class.

When she can avoid dealing with people, she still tries not to deal with them.

It seems that the natural character will not change.

After waiting at the school gate for a while, Sister Mao's car arrived: "Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao ran over to get in the car, took off his hat and mask, and exhaled.

She asked Sister Mao, "Why are you here in person?"

"It seems to be connecting with a late-stage team. Everyone else is busy, why can't I come?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "Very good."

Sister Mao squinted her round eyes and looked at her: "You won't do anything bad, will you?"

"……how is this possible?"

Sister Mao sniffed hard: "Did you steal sweets from you! Caramel-flavored! Right!"

Zhu Yao was shocked. When Sister Mao squinted her round eyes just now, she thought Sister Mao looked like a cat, but now she looks like a police dog.

Zhu Yao said: "...I really don't have one. You know I like salty potato chips. Even if I wanted to steal them, I wouldn't eat caramel biscuits."

Sister Mao said, "That's true."

She knew that Zhu Yao liked salty snacks, and the most she could drink was cola and milk tea.

While driving, Sister Mao took a look at Zhu Yao's No. [-] Middle School uniform: "The principal put a lot of effort into making the promotional video for you."

"Is this school uniform the same as what you used to wear?"

Zhu Yao said, "Exactly the same."

Sister Mao asked: "Then you are sitting in the classroom wearing such a school uniform and listening to the class, have you found the feeling of a female student in the movie?"

Zhu Yao took a deep breath: "Sister Mao, don't ask me, it makes me nervous."

"Okay, okay." Sister Mao said, "I won't ask."

Zhu Yao turned to look out the window.

Stationery stores and bookstores gradually fade away, turning into gray roads and phoenix trees, and then into a small supermarket full of life.

Zhu Yao put his hand in the pocket of his school uniform trousers, pinching a small biscuit hidden inside.

The piece that Qu Qingcheng gave her just now.

******

Back on the set, the stylist took Zhu Yao to change clothes, and changed back to the school uniforms of the female students in the movie, which were slightly different in style and color from the school uniforms of No. [-] Middle School.

Zhu Yao changed clothes in a room on the second floor that was temporarily not set up as a shooting location. It used to be a bedroom. The bed was moved, but the floor-to-ceiling mirror was still there.

When Zhu Yao took off her school uniform, her slender figure was reflected in the mirror.

Zhu Yao glanced at himself in the mirror.

At the beginning, when she felt that she was not very good at finding out the feeling, she asked Min Jiawen for advice. Min Jiawen gave her advice that as a novice actor, it is best to bring yourself into the role from the inside out.

For this reason, Zhu Yao even went to buy a new one in his wife's house.

The cotton shoulder straps are white without a trace of decoration, and under the steel ring is a circle of white cotton edges, covering part of the ribs.

The same is true for the underwear, with a white cotton border hanging around the waist.

It's not charming at all, it's pure and simple in the full sense, a style that only girls would wear, a bit like the first underwear that Qu Qingcheng took Zhu Yao to buy when he was 17 years old.

What happened to that underwear in the end?Zhu Yao wore it again and again, washed it again and again, and even the white washing label was washed into a mess.

I didn't give up until the shoulder straps completely lost their elasticity.

Zhu Yao looked at himself in the mirror.

Still the same as when he was 17 years old, with long arms and legs, and a thin body, but compared to when he was 17 years old, X seems to have grown up a little bit.

Wrapped in such girly underwear, it has a strange sense of collision.

It was raining outside, the lights were not turned on in the room, and a little bit of hazy light penetrated, Zhu Yao looked at himself in the ambiguous darkness, and remembered that later in the script, the girl and the woman were fighting on the sofa.

The girl's toes scraped the fluffed blanket to the floor. The girl must have been wearing this style of underwear back then.

Thinking of that episode, Zhu Yao blushed.

In the dim light, Zhu Yao's blushing couldn't be seen clearly from the mirror, Zhu Yao just felt his face was burning, spreading from his temples to behind his ears.

The stylist knocked on the door outside: "Zhu Yao, is it ready?"

"Okay." Zhu Yao hurriedly put on her school uniform and walked out.

******

When Director Mei saw Zhu Yao appearing, he nodded at her.

Unlike Sister Mao, he didn't ask anything, but simply shouted "ready".

Zhu Yao walked under the camera.

Although this scene is a scene where the girls listen to the teacher's lecture, Dao Mei is special, and it is a one-man show filmed by Zhu Yao.

So eyes, expressions and micro-expressions, even the rhythm of breathing ups and downs, can't be wrong at all.

When Sister Mao read the script before, she thought that this kind of play should be easy to pass, it's just listening to the lectures, what's so difficult about it.

Only when Zhu Yao really acted did she realize how difficult it was.

Especially after Zhu Yao's "spiritual performance" of eating noodles before, even Sister Mao could see that the micro-expression on Zhu Yao's face during the class was not that magical.

Now she saw Zhu Yao standing under the camera, with her hands in the pockets of her school uniform pants, waiting for Director Mei to call "start shooting", and she couldn't help becoming nervous.

Where Sister Mao couldn't see, Zhu Yao's hand was in the pocket of the school uniform pants, and in the palm of Zhu Yao's hand was holding a small piece of caramel biscuit.

When Qu Qingcheng handed the biscuit to Zhu Yao before, Zhu Yao said, "Hold it in your hand before giving it to me."

Qu Qingcheng smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Yao insisted: "You hold it."

Qu Qingcheng squeezed lightly in the palm of his hand and handed it to Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao took it and put it in his pocket.

Now, this little biscuit held by Qu Qingcheng is hidden in Zhu Yao's palm.

Zhu Yao wondered in his heart whether it contained Qu Qingcheng's magic.

While making her heart thump, she also felt the quiet magic like waves crashing on the shore.

The magic that makes throbbing and tranquility coexist.

The lights came on, and the voice of Director Mei shouting "start shooting" sounded.

Zhu Yao's eyes were dazzled by the light, and at that moment, she whispered in her heart:

Song, Qing, Cheng.

******

Zhu Yao sat at the desk, with several cameras facing each other and several sets of lights facing each other.

Min Jiawen sat at the side, only his voice came into the mirror, and he read a text deeply.

Zhu Yao knew that there were many people watching her filming this scene, but in such a dazzling light, Zhu Yao felt that she couldn't see clearly.

Director Mei sitting behind the monitor, Sister Mao standing aside with her arms folded, Min Jiawen wearing a white velvet wide-necked sweater and reading a text on the rail of a chair with one foot on, and crowds huddled together to watch people.

All of this, in Zhu Yao's eyes, turned into a blurred background, a chaotic color.

She heard Min Jiawen's voice reading the text in her ears, thinking of Qu Qingcheng on the podium today, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

In addition, everything in the world disappeared for a short time at this moment.

After a long time, Zhu Yao was able to use this feeling proficiently, and she fully understood this feeling, which is called "entering the drama".

Director Mei sat behind the monitor and shouted, "Card."

Zhu Yao walked out of the camera with sweat on his forehead. He just walked to the monitor when Director Mei rolled up the script, stood up and left.

Zhu Yao and Sister Mao looked at each other and looked at each other.

Sister Mao gestured with her eyes, and Zhu Yao walked slowly to Director Mei: "Director Mei..."

Director Mei was discussing the arrangement of the next show with the light, and he glanced at Zhu Yao: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Yao was stunned by this question - Director Mei didn't give any response after she finished acting, she didn't even say "Let's have a look again", and asked if she was okay?

Zhu Yao had no choice but to ask bravely: "The scene I acted just now..."

Director Mei said succinctly, "It's over."

Zhu Yao was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

Director Mei glanced at her: "Why, can you act better?"

Zhu Yao shook his head honestly: "I can't."

Director Mei gave a rare smile, then turned to discuss the matter with the lighting.

After a while, seeing Zhu Yao still standing there with a dazed expression on his face, he asked, "Aren't you going to prepare for the next game?"

Only then did Zhu Yao say "Oh" and walked away.

******

Seeing Zhu Yao walking back in a daze, Sister Mao became nervous: "Why, you were scolded by Director Mei?"

Zhu Yao shook his head: "No."

"That……"

"pass."

"Passed?!" Sister Mao was as surprised as Zhu Yao: "Passed once?"

Zhu Yao nodded.

Sister Mao: "You can, Zhu Yao, I thought the beef noodle scene last time was just your luck."

"You really can, Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao smiled.

After filming a few more cutscenes, Zhu Yao went to the yard to smoke.

Qin Tian came over: "Xiaoyaoyao."

Zhu Yao turned to look at her: "Isn't there no show for you in the morning? Why are you here so early?"

Qin Tian glared at her: "I've come early! I came when you just played the classroom scene! You didn't see me at all!"

Zhu Yao smiled and apologized: "The lights are too dazzling, I really didn't see you."

Qin Tian asked, "Is there any more cigarettes?"

Zhu Yao threw one to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian took the order, and stood face to face with Zhu Yao and took a sip: "I'm here to study, I finally made it to Mei's group, don't let it go to waste."

"Do you know how much I paid for this movie?" Qin Tian quietly gestured to Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao nodded: "I am similar to you."

Qin Tian smiled: "Do you know that I take one-third of those traffic dramas? But Sister Mu also persuaded me that I can't learn much in such a group. If it takes a long time, it will become more and more unbearable."

"If you don't have any acting skills, what should you do when you are old and have no skin?"

Zhu Yao smoked a cigarette and smiled: "I didn't expect you to grow up like this. Your thinking is quite deep and you think for a long time."

Qin Tian kicked her falsely: "I'm just a vase in your eyes, right?"

She flicked her long curly hair arrogantly: "Even if it is, that sister is also a vase with connotations."

Zhu Yao looked at her and smiled.

She asked Zhu Yao: "Don't you? That's not what you thought about when you decided to join the Director Mei team?"

Zhu Yao said: "Really not, I... didn't think so much."

"Then you still pick it up, and the money is low, so it's out of the question to show it in China."

"I just look at the subject matter."

Qin Tian said, "Teacher?"

Zhu Yao nodded.

Qin Tian blew out a puff of smoke at Zhu Yao: "You tell me..."

"You acted out the scene of listening to the class like this, saying that you have no idea about your teacher Qu, who would believe it?"

Zhu Yao said: "I really have no idea about Teacher Qu, before."

Qin Tian smiled mischievously: "Oh——before."

Zhu Yao vainly kicked her back, Qin Tian ran all over the yard with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked vaguely as he ran, "What about now?"

"Now……"

Zhu Yao said honestly, "It seems a little different now."

"how?"

Zhu Yao took a puff of cigarette: "You are very familiar with the script, you know that the role I played, the feeling for the teacher...is very complicated. Even in the early stage, there are seeds buried there."

"When I took this character to face Teacher Qu, I felt... a little different."

"Are you tempted?"

"It's not...it's hard to say, it's just...I used to always look up at her, and it felt like she was far away, but I didn't go to class today. I measured the distance from my seat to the podium."

Zhu Yao smiled: "It's only eighteen steps, you know?"

"It turns out that there are only eighteen steps from my position to her side."

Qin Tian stopped running, walked back to Zhu Yao, took a deep breath of cigarettes, and squinted at Zhu Yao in the sunlight.

Zhu Yao felt a little frightened by her, and reached out to touch his face: "Is my face stained with soot?"

"No." Qin Tian blew a puff of smoke onto Zhu Yao's face: "Just now, let's see you with all your hair."

"Xiaoyaoyao, you're done."

"What with what?"

"There is a thing in the world..." Qin Tian held his forehead and pretended to be deep: "Do you know that cannibals don't spit out their bones?"

"what?"

Qin Tian smoked a cigarette and smiled: "You will know later."

******

When there was no play in the afternoon, Zhu Yao sat on the pony and meditated.

She didn't even hear Sister Mao calling her twice, so she walked up to her and yelled, "Eat potato chips!"

Zhu Yao came back to his senses: "Liar."

Sister Mao laughed: "Okay, you, when you're distracted, you know that it's impossible for me to let you eat potato chips."

Sitting down beside Zhu Yao again: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Yao said, "I want to play."

After performing two scenes that satisfied Director Mei, she seemed to have a vague feeling.

Although Zhu Yao came from a major, but the S drama taught the Brecht performance system, "the actor is the actor himself and the role in the play, and it is higher than the role to control the role". He joined the crew In actual use, it still feels a bit of a barrier.

Especially in some of Zhu Yao's previous dramas, the director asked how to be exaggerated and straightforward, which was completely contrary to what Zhu Yao had learned before.

Zhu Yao has been taking plays outside since his third and fourth year of junior high school. He feels that in these few years, he has not understood more and more, but has become more and more unclear.

It wasn't until he joined Director Mei's group and acted in these two scenes that Zhu Yao began to understand what "acting" is.

But that kind of feeling is very ethereal, like a cloud of fog, the shape is very clear from a distance, but it is impossible to hold it in your hand when you get close.

Zhu Yao sat on the ponytail and thought for a while, only to realize that ethereal feeling was not only her feeling for the performance, but also her feeling for Qu Qingcheng.

The makeup artist shouted to Zhu Yao: "Come here and get some oil?"

Although it is almost winter and the temperature outside is very low, there are so many lights in the studio and there are many people, it is still necessary to touch up makeup from time to time.

Zhu Yao: "Here we come."

She had been sitting on the pony for a long time, with her long legs huddled, and when she stood up suddenly, the things that had been squeezed to the edge of her pockets fell out.

A tiny caramel biscuit.

Sister Mao's eyes are sharp: "Ha! I said you stole the caramel biscuits! You still don't admit it!"

She bent down to pick it up, but Zhu Yao, who was standing, was faster than her, and picked up the biscuit with a swish.

"..." Sister Mao was speechless: "You won't be able to practice shadowless hand just to eat a snack."

"Hand it over." Sister Mao spread her hands, "For your body and future, I will sacrifice myself and eat for you."

Zhu Yao pretended not to see it, stuffed the biscuit into his pocket and walked towards the makeup artist.

"Zhuyao!" Sister Mao growled.

Zhu Yao had no choice but to turn around: "I don't eat, really."

"Then why are you keeping it? Give it to me."

"No." Zhu Yao shook his head stubbornly: "Just take this as my amulet."

"Without this, I can't act well."

Zhu Yao ran away quickly, leaving Sister Mao sitting on the ponytail with a dazed expression: How can anyone use biscuits as a talisman?

******

Even Sister Mao didn't expect the play in the afternoon, Zhu Yao's life went smoothly.

In fact, filmmaking is like this. There are some key scenes that are very difficult. If they are well acted, they are the crowning touch of the whole film.In addition, there are also some cutscenes, relatively speaking, the difficulty is not that great.

For example, Zhu Yao's two scenes of eating beef noodles and listening to lectures, which had been stuck for a long time before, belonged to the key scenes, but the scenes this afternoon were more of a cutscene.

Even the staff at the scene could see that Zhu Yao had made great progress: "Zhu Yao is still doing well."

"The play with Min Jiawen didn't break down too much, it was not easy. I thought she brought money to join the group."

Sister Mao has sharp ears. When she was passing by with Sister Mu, she overheard the staff talking in a low voice. She was annoyed and funny: "I want to join the team with funding!"

Sister Mu said: "Don't tell me, I was quite surprised when Director Mei chose Zhu Yao. It was not easy for me to insert Qin Tian as a small role. Your company spent a lot of time filling Zhu Yao in." Vigorous?"

"If you want to talk about the trouble, the most troublesome thing is to stuff Zhu Yao's photo and resume into the screening circle." Sister Mao said: "After that, you won't believe it. Not long after, I received a call from Assistant Director Mei, and it was decided." Zhu Yao."

Sister Mu didn't believe it: "You are fooling me."

"Really, I haven't even tried acting." Sister Mao said, "Don't say you don't believe it, even I don't believe it."

Sister Mu asked, "Then why did Director Mei choose Zhu Yao?"

"I also secretly asked Director Mei's assistant." Sister Mao said, "He said that Director Mei fell in love with Zhu Yao's face."

"Director Mei said that Zhu Yao's face makes this story very convincing."

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