I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

When it was time for dinner, the cook transported the meals to the school in a small cart. Four thermos buckets filled half of the buckets with vegetables, sauerkraut pork vermicelli, hot and sour potato shreds, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, and braised octopus.There is also a large bucket of tomato and egg soup that smells appetizing.Porridge, white rice, and steamed buns are also readily available.

Pei Wanchu glanced at him with disgust on his face, and the fat cook waved the spoon in front of his eyes.

"What's the matter, you still think the food is poor, why don't you hurry up and give you the whole Kung Pao Chicken?"

Pei Wanchu stared at the fat cook's spoon full of resentment.The big round spoon took a spoonful of vegetables, pointed at him and rebuked him.

"Look at you, you are so strong that the wind blows, you look like a kitten. I also said that I will feed you five catties after the filming. I can see that you are here to mess with me."

Bai Hao held his job bowl and watched Pei Wanchu remain motionless: "Why don't you go and stay where you cool off? I'll come and watch at night?"

"Okay!"

Pei Wanchu got up and left, but the fat cook stopped her just as she started to move. The fat cook took out half a steamed bun from the small box in front of her.

He handed it to Pei Wanchu: "I knew you couldn't eat it. Your favorite food is baked steamed bun sandwiched with potato shreds. I knew you couldn't fit one and I split half of it for you. Eat it."

Pei Wanchu smiled and said thank you, but she didn't reach out to take it, and walked slowly outside the school with her hands in her trouser pockets...

"If you really can't eat, you can have a sip of soup!" The fat cook waved the spoon again at Pei Wanchu's back.

The setting sun had just disappeared into the clouds, and the day had not yet completely dissipated. White smoke rose from every household in the mountain village. Although it might dissipate with a small blow, there was at least a little breath of life.

Pei Wanchu greedily breathed the air with the smell of burning vegetation, and walked to the part of the village close to the mountain, where a gurgling stream flowed down from the top of the mountain.

He found a rock and sat down, rubbed off his shoes, and dipped his bare feet into the stream. The warm surface and the cold water below washed his feet. Dangling his feet behind him.

Footsteps came hurriedly behind him, and the steaming thermos cup was lifted and handed to him.

"Drink sour plum soup."

"I haven't used the cup, it's new."

Pei Wanchu took the cup and said without looking up: "Why did you run out without eating?"

"Come and see you, will you be like this in summer?"

Just now, Pei Wanchu, Bai Hao, and the fat chef were teasing back and forth, and he also understood it. Anyone who has been with him for a few years probably knows about Pei Wanchu's problem.

Pei Wanchu didn't answer and took two sips from the cup, Wen Yi pulled out her hands behind her back and spread them in front of him.

The steamed buns that the fat chef made for him alone became warm after being pinched by Wen Yi.

Pei Wanchu held up the cup and shook her head: "I can't eat it."

Wen Yi opened the outer plastic bag, broke off a piece with his hands, and the potato ribbons of different lengths dangled with glistening oil.

Wen Yi fed it to his mouth: "At least eat something."

Pei Wanchu accidentally opened his mouth, and let Wenyi put it in his mouth.

The crispy fried potato ribbons are slightly spicy and appetizing sweet and sour, and the white steamed buns soaked in oil juice and dyed with aroma are no longer unpalatable.

Pei Wanchu swallowed the first mouthful and stretched out her hand to take it herself, Wen Yi raised her hand: "Hands are dirty."

"Isn't there a bag?"

Wen Yi moved his fingers two or three times, and the plastic bag fluttered to the ground.

"It's gone now..."

The setting sun burned out, but the sunset glow turned Pei Wanchu's face red.

Wen Yi held up the steamed bun and put it near his mouth: "Bite it yourself."

Pei Wanchu blushed, took a bite and chewed twice, and couldn't help complaining to the fat chef, why did the steamed buns have to be so big!

Wen Yi grabbed Pei Wanchu's wrist holding the water glass and moved it to his mouth: "Drink two sips of water."

Pei Wanchu lowered her head, her face was flushed, her eyes were squinting at the water flowing under her feet, her body was clearly not sweating, but she felt unbearably hot.

Finally swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns, gulped down a few sips of sour plum soup, but Pei Wanchu still didn't dare to look up.

Wen Yi took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and hooked his hands to wipe off the oil stains on his mouth: "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious, did you boil it?"

"Well, I borrowed Uncle Fatty's cauldron, is it delicious? I'll boil it for you every day."

Pei Wanchu didn't answer: "I'll sit down later, you go back, don't worry about me."

"No, what if a monster jumps out of the mountain and snatches you away when it gets dark?" Wen Yi said the most incoherent excuse with a serious face.

Pei Wanchu blinked, took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lowered his head and lit it, put his hands on his knees and looked at the stream under his feet, and the heat on his face faded little by little while breathing.

The cigarette was burnt out, his head hadn't been raised, and the sky was getting dark. Pei Wanchu stood up and his feet were a little bit. He turned his ankles, Wen Yi approached and reached out to help him.

After a day of high temperature, the smell of tobacco left only a tail, and Pei Wanchu suddenly gained confidence for no reason.

"How do you smell like tobacco?"

This was the first time that the two had known each other for so long, and Pei Wanchu took the initiative to ask questions about Wenyi.

Wen Yi replied without thinking: "Perfume, do you like it?"

Pei Wanchu hummed, and walked towards the school with loose legs. In just a short while, the smoke from the cooking in the village cleared away, and many houses were silent and without a ray of light.

Most of the residents of Tumen Village went to sleep mode directly from dinner.

The two just walked to the school gate, far away from everyone, Bai Hao and Lu Zhi were the first to notice something was wrong.

The two of them put down the script they were discussing and stared at the two people from far to near. One had a satisfied smile on his face, and the other lowered his head so much that he wanted to stick his head into his chest.

"What's the matter with you, Director Pei?" Gu Xiaosu, who was sitting next to him reading the script, saw Pei Wanchu raised his head and wanted to say hello, but found that Pei Wanchu was not normal.

"The sun is too big, I'm afraid I'll get sunburned..." Pei Wanchu randomly made an excuse.

Bai Hao suppressed a smile, and pointed to the small tea table next to him: "Mr. Wen, there is some food left for you. Eat quickly. The small trumpet pours tea."

Hey~ The little trumpet responded crisply, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Pei Wanchu: "The sun is too big, drink more water to make up..."

Pei Wanchu shook her hand, raised her head and stared at the little horn, who smiled and poured another cup of tea for Wen Yi.

Wen Yi sat next to Pei Wanchu, and raised the bowl in front of Pei Wanchu: "Take a bite, the filming is late tonight."

Pei Wanchu sighed, knowing what Wen Yi insisted on, his refusal would only make the matter more complicated, he was about to pick up the chopsticks after carrying the bowl, when Lu Zhi brought a new pair of chopsticks to him.

"Director Pei, chopsticks."

"Thank you."

Lu Zhi raised his head with a smile, and saw his brother's eyes wishing to eat him, did he make a mistake again?

He turned to look at Bai Hao as if asking for help, Bai Hao sneered, then turned his head and called Gu Xiaosu.

The rice is almost cold, and it is warm, and the dishes will not be too greasy when they are cold. It is not bad to eat every bite.

The shooting will not start until it is completely dark. Pei Wanchu is not in a hurry to pick up the vegetables and rice with chopsticks and put them into his mouth. Try not to let his mouth and chopsticks get on too much. It took me a while to realize that I accidentally ate half a bowl.He hurriedly returned the bowl to Wen Yi, and chewed twice with his chopsticks in his mouth.

"Excuse me, do you still have enough to eat?"

Pei Wanchu's lips were covered with oil, and when the lamp flickered, it was crystal clear and charming, and he licked his lips.

"Enough, I don't eat much either. If you help me eat some, it's a waste."

Pei Wanchu ate a bit too much, so that after the filming started, he could no longer sit or lie down like during the day, he had to stand.

Tonight's scene is Gu Xiaosu preparing lessons in the office, Lu Zhi took the initiative to ask for advice, Gu Xiaosu could not refuse bluntly, and politely perfunctory him a few words.

The second scene of "Mountain" No.70, the first shot is the first time.

"Action"

In the empty office, there are only two dilapidated desks and cardboard boxes, and the names of the items in the boxes are written on the outside of the cardboard boxes.

Gu Xiaosu sat in front of the desk, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, held a pen in his right hand, waved his left hand from time to time, and patted his calf twice.

Lu Zhi walked in with a plate of black mosquito coils in his hand, and silently went to the corner to light it.

Gu Xiaosu deliberately didn't pay attention to him, and a choking smell floated into his nostrils.

Gu Xiaosu closed the notebook in his hand: "What are you doing?"

"CUT"

Pei Wanchu called a stop, pointed at Gu Xiaosu and said.

"It's too fierce. You are impatient, not fierce. Come again..."

"Mountain" No.70 scene two, the second shot of the first scene.

"Action"

……

Gu Xiaosu's expression and tone have been repeatedly picked on many times, and he said yes and changed every time, without any ups and downs in emotion...

Lu Zhi couldn't help calling out to Director Pei, but before he could continue, Wen Yi, who was sitting behind Pei Wanchu, silenced the sound with a look.

Bai Hao helped the mirror frame, and started shooting again with a wave of his hand.

"Mountain" No.70 scene two, the seventh scene of the first shot.

"Action"

The furnishings in the room remained unchanged, Lu Zhi picked the mosquito coil and hid it by his side, carefully moved into the office.

Entering the door from Lu Zhi, Gu Xiaosu's ears obviously perked up, and the pen in his hand slowed down unknowingly.

The sound of sparking a match was fleeting with the smell of sulfur. Just now, after repeated shooting, the mosquito-repellent incense that had been burned once left gray powder on the ground.

Gu Xiaosu put the pen on the table with a snap.

"What are you doing??"

Pei Wanchu didn't call CUT, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, the camera turned to Lu Zhi, and the heart that had just let go was raised again.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes...I..."

"What are you, science lesson preparation can't be interrupted, don't you understand? You are more annoying than mosquitoes!" Gu Xiaosu flipped through the books on the table with a clatter, flipping through the pages hard, with the title pages clattering endlessly.

Lu Zhi pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Different from the cautiousness when he came here, this time he hurried out of the office. The sound of cloth rubbing against the ground and the sound of shoes stepping on the ground were amplified several times in the office where there were only two people.

"Pass."

After Pei Wanchu finished speaking, Bai Hao directly called to prepare for the next scene, leaving no space for the two actors at all.

Mosquito coils were smoked in the office several times, but the mosquitoes were gone. It was getting later and later, and there were more and more mosquitoes in the open air, and the humming sound was endless. Pei Wanchu's ankles, which were not wearing socks, just became a night snack shop for mosquitoes.

He stood, rubbing his feet back and forth, Wen Yi took the folding fan on the recliner, bent over and shook it lightly.

As the breeze blew, Pei Wanchu looked down at Wenyi's posture and smiled: "Why do I feel like you're lighting the stove?"

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