Blooming on the ground

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Cheng Min leaned over, first raised his hand to greet the familiar Ling Chuan, and then picked up Yan Huanchao's words: "Is it just not bad? This movie is set first. You ask who you want to play a pair with. Do you remember what you said?" coming."

This aroused Fang Mufeng's interest, he cast a curious look at Cheng Min, but the other party didn't continue talking.

Cheng Min has always been straight-tempered and not thoughtful, and there are all acquaintances present, these are just innocuous jokes, at most they are teasing Yan Huanchao's special appreciation for Fang Mufeng, a junior, and he probably hasn't seen the deeper relationship between the two of them.

But this is not the case when these words get into the ears of caring people. No matter how good Ling Chuan's expression management ability is, his face will inevitably become a little ugly.

Yan Huanchao was very calm, acquiesced that what Cheng Min said was correct, and said lightly: "Mufeng is good enough to distinguish between public and private."

Fang Mufeng watched all this silently, his mind was as clear as a mirror.

In his previous life, he failed to figure out why Ling Chuan knew about the Yan family's uncle and nephew, and why he told him the truth for no reason, so he finally figured it out here.Probably Ling Chuan regarded Yan Jingshan as a rival in love and tried different ways to make him feel better.However, the party with capital in the circle couldn't be offended, so they started from him.

Ling Chuan probably also regards him as a rival in love now, and has a grudge against him, Fang Mufeng sighed in his heart, Yan Huanchao's provocations are not easy to deal with.

After the practice banquet that night, Yan Huanchao left the crew, leaving Fang Mufeng to complete the last few scenes.

It wasn't until Yan Huanchao left for several days that Fang Mufeng realized that he had really gone, and his heart was empty. It was difficult to distinguish whether this feeling came from him to Yan Huanchao, or from Guan Minghang to Fu Bai.

At night, he tosses and turns, often suffers from insomnia, and during the day he drags his heavy body in and out of the emotions of the characters.It just so happened that the scenes he filmed were all about Guan Minghang's bumps and bumps in reality, and his dreams were shattered. Acting in this exhausted state that seemed to have lost his soul, the effect achieved was better than imagined.

From early winter to early spring, the filming spanned two seasons. Just as the season turned to warm spring, it snowed again in Beicheng.The new wind is gradually rising, the clouds are densely covered, and there is a heavy snowfall one after another.

At that time, Fang Mufeng had just finished the last scene, holding the flowers sent by the crew in his arms, but Xuan Nian immediately decided to shoot another one.

The plot of this supplementary filming was filmed shortly after he joined the crew, and his performance was not satisfactory at that time, a dozen or so were barely enough.

Xuan Nian told Mu Feng that he would try to use the current state to express it, and to play freely.

The whole crew took their positions again and quickly arranged the scene. Fang Mufeng changed his clothes and walked in front of the camera.

Before the filming started this time, Xuan Nian asked him to try not to act or think about anything, just lie in the snow and let himself go, just feel the snow seriously.

After leaving Fu Bai's house, Guan Minghang passed by a canteen, reached out and grabbed a few fruit candies in a glass jar, took a picture of [-] on the table, and left, regardless of the boss calling him behind his back.

The snow fell harder and harder, Guan Minghang peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. His steps on the snow were slow and exhausted. When he couldn't walk, he fell straight into the whiteness, his pale face blending into the white snow.Against this background, a pair of black grape-like eyes and the red band around the neck are particularly conspicuous.

So Fang Mufeng lay there with a candy in his mouth, opened his eyes and looked at the gray sky.The snowflakes whitened his hair, fell softly on his eyelashes, nose and cheeks, and melted into water.

Completely retreating from Fu Bai's world, Guan Minghang's face was unexpectedly calm, and there was no wave in his eyes, making it impossible to see any emotion in it.

After an unknown amount of time, the snow on his face had turned into white frost. Fang Mufeng suddenly moved and pursed his lips, as if he was tasting the smell of snow.

The sweetness of fruit sugar remains in the mouth, and the snow water penetrates from the lips, sweet.

Fu Bai really didn't lie to him.

But he lied to Fu Bai.

Chances of fame and big stars are deceiving him, even if he doesn't love him.

From now on, he will continue his life peacefully, living as if he has never been to Beicheng, and he has never fallen in love with anyone.

Finally, a hot teardrop fell from the corner of Guan Minghang's eye, mixed with snow water and poured into his ear.

The heavy snow cannot fly over the city, and people gradually melt with the sun.

Xuan Nian fixed the camera on Fang Mufeng's face, and let the heavy snow bury him. It took almost half an hour and he didn't stop, and he didn't let him show his true feelings.

Fang Mufeng was almost buried in the snow, and his clothes were completely wet. At the beginning of the filming, some thoughts would pop up in his mind from time to time, but he was frozen unconscious afterward.When any deliberate thought of acting subsides, the character and his emotions surface and express themselves.

As soon as the play was over, Xuan Nian ordered his assistant to quickly pull up Fang Mufeng who was in the snow, and he personally took a coat and put it on him, saying, "This one is doing very well, hurry up and change clothes to keep warm."

Fang Mufeng nodded mechanically with a blank expression, and then walked into the studio.

Cheng Min saw the problem at a glance, and said to Xuan Nian: "Mu Feng's expression is wrong, this drama overdraws him too much, don't you find that he often can't get over it?"

Of course, Xuan Nian also noticed that it is easy for an emotional actor like Fang Mufeng to be indistinguishable from others, but his way of acting determines that it is more difficult for him to act than to enter.

Cheng Min wanted to see Fang Mufeng, but was stopped by Xuan Nian, who said, "Leave him alone, he will come out by himself."

He turned his head and told the other staff not to disturb Fang Mufeng.

Fang Mufeng didn't change his clothes or take a rest, so he locked himself in the interior of the rental house, slumped on the bed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes empty, and let all kinds of thoughts that belonged to him and Guan Minghang compete in his mind.

As if completing an important ceremony, he was waiting for Guan Minghang to calm down in his body, for himself to take off his mask and regain control of his body.

Fang Mufeng and Yan Huanchao filmed different versions of the ending. He didn't know which one Xuan Nian would use and how he would edit it.But regardless of whether they love each other or not, Guan Minghang and Fu Bai have already taken a step away from each other, and they can only continue to move forward without looking back.

Everyone has their own destiny, the role is so, so is he himself.

You can go crazy like a mad dog, you can yell and curse the world, but in the end you still have to let those things and people go, and make room for yourself to go on.

Fang Mufeng seemed to have escaped from the shadows of Yan Jingshan, Feng Qiang, Qiu Yuehua and others, but in fact he kept carrying these things on himself.Although deep down in his heart he can still find out the hatred and resentment towards them, but all he can do now is to let the past pass.

Until one day he suddenly realized that he was as glorious as a wounded soldier on the battlefield.

The whole crew had dinner together in the evening, and took the opportunity to practice for Fang Mufeng. After that, Xuannian will shoot some more scenes and it will be officially completed.In these few months, Fang Mufeng, who is as indifferent as he is, has gotten to know many people well. When parting, he is not very good at expressing, so he expresses his thanks with wine.

After making a toast like this, Fang Mufeng was already slightly drunk when he returned to his table.

"Come on, propaganda, mature," he let go of his drunken personality, and his tone floated up. After filling a glass, he held up a toast to them, "Thank you for your care these past few months. Pain is also the happiest play."

At this moment, Fang Mufeng's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were twinkling, and his voice was raised. He was completely different from him who was usually quiet and reserved.

Xuan Nian smiled kindly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mu Feng, it's a pleasant surprise to cooperate with you. I hope to have opportunities in the future. I look forward to your future development."

Cheng Min was much more drunk than Fang Mufeng, lying on the table and mumbling something, when he heard this, he straightened up suddenly, and muttered with his tongue open: "Old Xuan, you really open your mouth and come here, who doesn't know that you have your own Peng Zeyao, the queen male protagonist, is there still a place where Mu Feng can be used in the future?"

Xuannian has his own set of film aesthetics, with his usual production team and actors.In the past few films, the male lead was a powerful young actor Peng Zeyao. The media and fans ridiculed his film as an iron-clad male lead with a leading female lead.

Struggling to finish this sentence, Cheng Min hiccupped, buried his head between his arms and continued to lie on the table.

"Why not?" Xuan Nian laughed even more, he teased, "I don't think Mu Feng is worth anything I can afford when I invite you again."

Fang Mufeng waved his hand: "Xiandao, as long as you need it, I will definitely accept it. It's a deal."

After finishing speaking, he raised his glass and touched Xuan Nian's wine glass.

"Okay, it's a deal." Xuan Nian said with a smile.

Everyone was either drunk or tired, it was time to end, Xuan Nian asked his assistant to drive Fang Mufeng back first, and he was responsible for fixing Cheng Min who was so drunk.

Entering the rental house, Fang Mufeng looked around first, the surroundings were tidy and tidy, and the suitcase was quietly waiting in the corner, waiting for him to pick up the bag and leave early tomorrow morning.

Similar nights and similar scenes reminded him of the night when Guan Minghang and Fu Bai broke up.Those scenes are vivid in his mind, they really separated, he suddenly can't remember where he is going tomorrow, can't remember whether he is Fang Mufeng or Guan Minghang, the only real feeling at the moment is the uncontrollable heartache.

Fang Mufeng took a few deep breaths, his chest was still tight, and the pain did not ease, so he turned on the screen of his mobile phone in the room where the lights were not turned on.He originally wanted to call Luo Tian and chat with him to divert his attention, but he accidentally dialed Yan Huanchao's number.

The remaining sliver of reason told him that Fu Bai would not answer the phone, because there was no such person as Fu Bai.

And now it was three o'clock in the morning, and Yan Huanchao might be sleeping in the bed of some pretty little boy, and he wouldn't answer the phone either.

He clearly guessed the result vaguely, but he was still looking forward to it, waiting for the call to be connected.

After Yan Huanchao left the film crew, Fang Mufeng couldn't adapt for a while, and checked his recent news during sleepless nights, but all he found was news from a month or two ago.

The actor Yan Da has always kept a low profile, except for the occasional appearance during the film's release, he basically disappears at other times.

Fang Mufeng gradually regained his senses during this search, and told himself that Yan Huanchao was not Fu Bai, and he was not Guan Minghang either.

The mechanical beeping on the phone continued, but Fang Mufeng became a little more awake.He laughed secretly that he was stunned again for a moment, and he couldn't tell the difference between people and scenes.

Just as he was about to hang up the call, a sleepy "Hello, Mu Feng" came from the receiver, with a deep and slightly hoarse voice, it was Yan Huanchao.

Fang Mufeng was obviously taken aback, and after a while: "Yes."

After a moment of silence, there seemed to be a voice over there, like a helpless sigh: "Mu Feng, who am I?"

Fang Mufeng knew that the other party guessed that he couldn't tell the difference between the inside and the outside of the play, so he called out weakly and helplessly: "Teacher Yan."

"It's so late, I shouldn't bother you." He said apologetically, this is indeed his personal problem, and he shouldn't bother others out of emotion and reason.

Yan Huanchao's low laughter fell on his ear like a brisk peck, and he said, "Your business is not to disturb."

The words are beautiful, and the tone is really gentle and considerate, especially when Fang Mufeng's thoughts are chaotic and emotionally fragile. It would be a lie to say that there is no lethality at all.

Perhaps it is because of these details that Ling Chuan never forgets him so much, and cannot hide his admiration.

Fang Mufeng thought so, and suddenly sighed without beginning or end: "Teacher Yan is so gentle, someone else would have surrendered a long time ago."

Yan Huan said with a smile: "But I don't want to change someone."

Fang Mufeng paused, and then asked: "I don't want to change, is it because I refuse to surrender?"

The other end of the phone smiled lightly again, noncommittal to the question.

Not speaking is acquiescing. Although he knew the answer for a long time, Mu Feng still felt a little complicated when he got the confirmation. He asked, "Is that so, you won't be gentle when you get it?"

Yan Huanchao asked back: "Shouldn't someone who is so hard to get be treated more gently?"

Fang Mufeng thought of himself and Yan Jingshan inexplicably, and did not answer the conversation.

The most paradoxical thing about love is that the moment you get that person is the moment you love the most.The strong desire to keep it for oneself, the beautiful expectation of eagerly looking forward to the future, all reached their peak at that moment, and then every moment after getting it was nothing more than consuming the original love.

So all the things that have been in the past and have never been obtained are in a sense the favorite.

Fang Mufeng deeply thought so.