I became popular after I opened with a wealthy actor

How else can we say that ninjas become gods? Director Song deserves to be a capable person who has made great achievements in this way, and he won't see him if he says he won't.Ever since the decision was made that day, Xia Chiqing and Yu Jin hadn't seen each other except to meet up and go to and from get off work.

In a flash, half a month has passed, but the typhoon has not passed yet.Xiao Zhou was walking on the road in the evening when he was suddenly stopped by a shout.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Sister Wang, the makeup artist, was holding a cup of fruit, and was about to hand it over after pricking a piece with a toothpick.

He quickly waved his hands: "No, no, thank you, sister."

The night wind blew over slowly, and inadvertently parted the person's hair, revealing a double chin.Sister Wang's eyes lit up suddenly, as if she had discovered something.She put down the fruit, and hurriedly moved to the side of the person. After looking at it for a long time, she clicked her tongue: "Xiao Zhou, have you lost weight?"

Speaking of taking a step back, Sister Wang was full of envy again: "This is the crew with the best food I have ever been in, and there are luxurious condolences every now and then. I used to lose weight when I went to work, but now I have gained five or six catties. You You are so talented, you can lose meat. Tell me how you did it?"

Seeing that the person really wanted to ask for advice, Xiao Zhou hurriedly found an excuse to run away, feeling bitter in his heart.Ask the sky and the earth, why did he lose weight again and again, and it was not because of Song Dao.

One person is cruel, and three people are tragic.

When the phone rang, Xia Chiqing, who was sitting, reflexively touched his pocket.The rough denim was empty, and he remembered that Director Song had put away his cell phone.So Xia Chiqing silently stared at Xiao Zhou answering the phone, wondering what was going on in her mind.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Zhou looked back and saw that the young master looked like he had no desires or desires today.He just received a greeting call from the big boss himself, which made him nervous.

Xiao Zhou tentatively: "Brother Xia, Director Song went to the hospital yesterday due to the strong wind and cold, and it happened that Group B came here today for a change of scene. Shall we..."

Xia Chiqing closed the box, put down her chopsticks and stood up: "I'm going back to sleep."

Xiao Zhou choked, okay.

It's already late for dinner today, and there is no moon in the sky as usual, and it is foggy.Xia Chiqing opened her hand aimlessly, fingertips fingering Wan Nianqing on the side of the road.Looking up at those unknown clouds, the night wind was blowing, stopping for a while, and fluttering for a while, he suddenly remembered a chat with Ember.

Teacher Yu used to have a hobby of driving off-road, and liked to gallop under the sky full of white clouds. When he was blowing the wind, he read a very boring and interesting book called "Cloud Collector's Handbook".

Xia Chiqing's learning ability is very strong, and she can still remember every popular science sentence of the other party.But facing the clouds in the night sky at this moment, he couldn't recognize any of them.

I don’t know which passer-by passed by, and made a mistake when connecting the earphones in a hurry, and the music was played in such a grandiose manner.He looked a little embarrassed, but Xia Chiqing didn't pay attention, and just listened to this accidental song seriously.

A song about longing.

If the sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed, he would like to turn over now, close his eyes and hide himself in the softness.

But Xia Chiqing knew that she would definitely suffer from insomnia tonight.

"Hey Brother Xia, why are you here?" A soft question interrupted his thoughts.

Xia Chiqing was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize that he had wandered into the shooting location of Group B.The assistant director over there was dispatching, and the venue was busy and chaotic. No one noticed that there was an extra person at the door.The lighting engineer ran out to get something, only to bump into it.

Everyone knows Director Song's instructions, but the young couples have super professional skills and can't bear to sneak around a class, the impact is almost negligible.So she winked with people, indicating that the hat should be put on and the mask should not be removed. None of us knew each other.

"I." This time it was Xia Chiqing's turn to be embarrassed, "I went wrong..."

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, the other party had already ran away with a face of understanding.Xia Chiqing exhaled and looked over uncontrollably.

Team B was filming an interior scene today, the clouds in the night sky were reflected on the windows of the dance room, and two ballet costumes were hanging casually on the pole.

Today there are two more well-known actors, and they whispered to each other with the script.The man in the middle no longer wore a camel trench coat, but changed his mature style in the early stage, with a clean haircut and the simplest white shirt.

Across the noisy studio, Xia Chiqing could still hear the sound of the wind and the waves, as well as the phrase "I'm ready".

His heart beat uncontrollably, and he subconsciously reached out to hold the window sill.

"Clear the field, clear the field!"

"A-action!"

Chen Xueshen pushed open the heavy wooden door, closed it gently, and walked over slowly and carefully.He stood upright, with a serious look on his profile, his eyes full of the brilliance of his youth.

He stared intently at the dancing figure in front of him. Although he had passed the golden age of ballet dancers, he was still graceful and beautiful.

Halfway through the dance, the other party tilted his head, raised his eyes and noticed the figure in the mirror, and stopped instantly.She lifted her skirt and walked over lightly on tiptoe.

"Why is Xiaoshen here?" Xiao Ningyu's eyes were filled with surprise, and she couldn't help but hold her son's hands, "Didn't your father say he was sick?"

She's going on a national tour, so she's been rehearsing and hasn't seen Baby in almost a year.In the video last night, her husband said that there was a heavy rain at home, and Xiaoshen slept with the window open and developed a high fever.

Before Chen Xueshen could answer, another tall and handsome man pushed the door in: "There are people who are adults and still refuse to take medicine like they were children, and still have to come to see my mother's last performance."

Xiao Ningyu covered her lips, and laughed loudly: "Is Xiaoshen acting like a baby?"

Chen Xue took a deep look at her father, and was not shy about her parents' jokes. She took her mother's arm and said with a smile, "They say I'm an adult. If you don't see it, you two should save some face."

"Then why don't mother coax you to take medicine like you did when you were a child?"

"Why don't I remember this happening?"

"Okay, brat. When I was six years old, I had the flu and said that the medicine prescribed by the doctor was unpalatable. You hugged your mother's leg and said that she abused you. Your mother performed a childish dance for you in order to coax you to take the medicine. Forget La?"

"Dad, you wrote that dance script, it's really childish."

"Do you remember when you buried me?"

The three looked at each other and smiled, the piano music accompanied by the sound of the waves, soft and cheerful, expressing silent warmth in this lonely night.

The director called the end, but no one made a sound at the scene, and even the two actors who played the parents still had smiles on their faces.

Although it was just acting, it was undeniable that Xia Chiqing was brought into that scene by the other party just now.

The mother who can dance ballet, the father who can write scripts, and the refusal to take medicine, these unnoticed coincidences suddenly become glaring at this moment.

When Mr. Yu is performing, he will inevitably think of his parents...

No, he is a mature actor, he can get in and out of the play perfectly, and he can control his emotions very well.

But Xia Chiqing could see clearly at this moment. The moment the light changed, the man lowered his eyes.The assistant director seemed to have countless compliments to express, so he raised his head and responded with a few words with a smile.

Listening to that deep and gentle voice, Xia Chiqing felt tired for no reason, her heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to go in and do something.As soon as he lifted his foot, he stopped in a hurry.

He watched the long shadow of embers reflected on the window, blown away by the night wind, blowing lightly.

So when Teacher Yu was young, did he act like a spoiled child to his parents?

He suddenly remembered that night in Feiyuan, when the other party hugged his waist.Thinking of something, Xia Chiqing wanted to dig out his pants pocket, but found that his phone was confiscated again.Frowning and looking around, he jumped repeatedly on the verge of asking the staff if he wanted to borrow one.

I don't know when there are more people watching from the window.Looking back and forth to find suitable candidates, Xia Chiqing finally settled on a gray-haired old man.

He walked over, took a deep breath, and said sincerely, "Grandpa, can I borrow your mobile phone?"

A while ago, Yu Zhenrong went to see his disappointing grandson, and found that he had been in love for a long time and let it go, but he didn't catch up with him.He said he disliked it, but he still couldn't let it go. As soon as he heard that he and the Xia family boy were filming together again, he went to watch it without saying a word.

I deliberately found a day when Tian Songmin was away, so as to save myself from being caught and missing one.But he didn't plan to do anything, so he just looked at it from a distance, he knew that his grandson didn't want to see him very much.

So at this moment, I was hanging out with the staff and watching the show by the window, but I almost had a heart attack after watching it.I don't know who wrote the bad drama, and I stabbed knives in people's hearts.

At that time, his daughter was having a temper and ran away from home because of her ballet dream. She was away for ten years, and then she met the poor and white screenwriter.The two of them were clearly poor and miserable when they were abroad, but they had to say it happily, and they would never come back even if they died.

If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes, but who would have thought that it would become a prophecy later.

He was regarded as a jewel in the palm of his hand since he was a child. An accident happened, and he could no longer dance. He was so depressed that he couldn't think about it.Every time I think back to this point, Yu Zhenrong feels an indescribable heartache.He regretted countless times that he did not forcefully take his daughter away, but he regretted that he had become an obstacle to her pursuit of dreams when she was young.

After her daughter left, that bastard Bo Xinmei disappeared with her ashes for more than ten years.His grandson, who was a child at the time, was suddenly orphaned.Later, it suddenly appeared again, staged some remorse, and wanted to get back the father's loving son's smile.

But if regret and shamelessness are useful, is it his turn to die without regret?

Back then, he sent people to guard outside the house for a long time, not daring to force his way in, for fear that if something happened again, he would not be able to bear it again.It took a long time to wait for the door to open, but all these years he has never waited for his grandson to open another door.

There was a bit of rain blowing in the wind, and the people around were walking and scattered, and the shooting inside was over.Yu Zhenrong wiped his eyes, watched Ember come out and hurried out.

"That, old man..."

A voice sounded, a little familiar?

Xia Chiqing glanced at Ember, who was stopped by the assistant director again, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Can I borrow your phone?"

After finishing speaking, he was suddenly embarrassed. Maybe an old man of this age is not very, very good at using fashionable mobile phones?

Yu Zhenrong recognized it, it was that kid from the Xia family, and immediately squinted his eyes: "Where's your own?"

Xia Chiqing subconsciously said, "Not by my side."

"What's the use of borrowing it?"

"I want to check some information."

"What kind of information should I borrow my mobile phone from someone in this place? How anxious I am."

"very important."

Xia Chiqing seldom asks for help, let alone a stranger, so when the other party asks, she answers very sincerely.Just when he was thinking about whether Teacher Yu would be acting like a baby, he thought of another thing in a blink of an eye.

When recording popcorn, Mr. Yu said that he had an annoying but important person who passed away, and was sad because he was struggling with whether to go to the funeral.He didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now he can clearly remember that sentence.

"So are you feeling better now?"

"It's been coaxed.

Is it coquettish?

Yes.

So Teacher Yu will, just like Chen Xueshen.

So who is that annoying yet important person?Xia Chiqing suddenly wanted to know.If he remembers correctly, there was an important news at that time, the famous screenwriter Bo Xinmei passed away.

In his thoughts, he thought of more information, so his desire to borrow the phone became more urgent.Yu Zhenrong didn't make things difficult for anyone, he handed the phone to someone, his eyes were closely watching the inside, and his mouth urged: "Hurry up."

If his grandson sees him running over later, he will probably have to make a fuss again.The old man has a headache and heartache, and can't stand the toss.

Soon Xia Chiqing found the news, and the time was exactly right.He returned the phone and fell silent.

So... could it be him?

Teacher Yu's father.

If, just in case, screenwriter Bo is really Teacher Yu's father, then from all signs, it can be inferred that the father-son relationship should be tense.But he also remembered that although Chief Yu had never disclosed his husband, he was very happy before the car accident.

Xia Chiqing looked at Ember again, maybe there was something wrong with the camera, they went back to take pictures a few times.Teacher Yu is still excellent, everyone is immersed in it, and the picture is so warm.

But for Mr. Yu, all of this may not only be emotional, but also open the wound, repeatedly recalling how he was loved in pain, and then truly lost it all.

he……

How painful should it be?