I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

Pei Huan still needs to complete the next part of the scene.

"This scene is about the protagonist's astonishment, shock and regret after learning of his lover's death through the phone, and a series of psychological changes in which good memories of the past emerge in his mind, which requires a lot of subtle expression processing."

love death...

Seeing that Pei Huan was silent, Wen Song asked, "Is there a problem?"

Pei Huan wiped his face, "No, I just haven't thought about it."

"Actually, you don't need to be too nervous," Wen Song reassured him, "As a newcomer, try to follow your emotions to get the most results."

"Director, the scene is ready."

Wen Song got up and patted Pei Huan on the shoulder, "Okay, don't worry, let's go through it first, and it's easier to explain if there are any problems."

Shooting begins.

Pei Huan walked into the phone booth, his face turned pale from the moment the phone was connected, his body trembling and weeping, he quietly listened to the other party's story.

"Card."

Wen Song said on the walkie-talkie: "Come and take a look."

Pei Huan stood in front of the monitor, the lens zoomed in on all the details, and the tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes were clearly visible, so there was always something missing - touch and empathy.

"First of all, I would like to praise Xiao Pei for his basic emotions. If it was an ordinary scene, I would pass it directly," Wen Song emphasized. would be boring."

Pei Huan looked at him blankly with tears on his face.

"..." Wen Song stopped talking, "The makeup artist is here to touch up the makeup."

Pei Huan sat on a chair with a thin body, lowered his head and said nothing.After all, he was still his own cub, Brother Wu couldn't hold back and came up to hand him water, "Don't think about it, you can't think of anything with your IQ."

Wu Ge said: "Director Wen, please tell him what to do in a more simple and specific way. This brat is not from a major, and he is half illiterate. It just so happens that the actor Zhu is not here today. Let him understand and punch him." Like on cotton—"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Pei Huan's neck was slightly red, his voice weakened, "I can act..."

"It doesn't matter, let's take our time." Wen Song said, "Do you know what advanced acting skills are?"

Pei Huan shook his head.

"Cry when you are sad, and laugh when you are happy. This is the most brainless, exaggerated and low-level performance. Real acting skills should learn to absorb superficial emotions, internalize them into the most real emotions, and replace them with feelings." Deliberate acting..."

Pei Huan nodded half-understood after listening.

But he would only use the most stupid way. When he cried, he would cry for real, and his eyes would become swollen from crying twice.

"I can't go on like this." Wen Song took off his earphones, "It seems that this is the only way to go, and it's getting late, so let's end this round."

"Feel sorry……"

"There's nothing to be sorry about. These shots are enough for you to win the Best Newcomer Award." Director Wen Song said, "Go back and apply ice to your eyes after a tiring day. The swelling will affect tomorrow's shooting."

"..."

Everyone started to pack their things, Pei Huan changed his clothes, and he stood in the corner wearing a peaked cap and did not leave for a long time.

Wen Song and the assistant director walked side by side, "The props purchased by the props team last time..."

"Director Wen."

Wen Song turned around, and the orange light of the setting sun scattered all over the ground, also falling on the shoulders of the young man in white in front of him, "Xiao Pei, what's the matter?"

"Today's scene." Pei Huan took off his hat and bowed, earnestly said: "I didn't perform well, I hope I can do it again tomorrow."

"This..." Wen Song and the assistant director looked at each other, "It's possible, but won't it be too hard?"

"No." Pei Huan raised his head, Xiaguang fell into the bottom of his clear eyes, and said firmly, "Please give me another chance."

After being slightly stunned, Wen Song slowly showed gratified eyes, "Go back and rest, I will respect every actor who takes acting seriously." Then he went out with the assistant director, "Who said that the actors of the younger generation are not as good as the previous generation? It's prejudice."

Pei Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so swollen and you're still trying to be brave." Wu Ge stood on his left, "I'm going to shoot tomorrow, do you still want these eyes?"

"Where is this?" Pei Huan said, "Didn't you say that actors must have professionalism?"

"How dare you? A brat who plays games all night knows professionalism?" Wu Ge said honestly, "I think you are simply afraid of breaking down in front of King Zhu."

"...I didn't!"

After taking a shower, Pei Huan lay down on the bed, feeling sleepy.

"Ding."

The phone vibrated.

Pei Huan vaguely took out the phone from under the quilt, and put it on his face.

[Zhu Yang: I heard Brother Wu said that the shooting in the afternoon was not going well? ]

Countless sleepy bugs beside Pei Huan's head ran away in an instant, this informer, he typed slowly.

[Hmm... a bit out of control. ]

[Zhu Yang: Can you answer the voice? ]

Pei Huan: Yes.

Click on the voice prompt to connect, and the voice on the other side is low and steady, "Can you hear me?"

"can."

"Are the eyes still swollen?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Why are you upset, who bullied my Huanzai? Huh?"

"No. It's because I can't act well and I don't have confidence."

"I know you can." Zhu Yang said, "Don't worry, I will teach you everything I know."

……

Zhu Yang's voice was very nice, like a lonely radio station on a rainy night, Pei Huan could concentrate on listening carefully at first, but in the end he was a little sleepy, and said in a daze, "Zhu Yang...I miss you... "

Zhu Yang stopped his voice.

The subtle sound of electric current wrapped in a low voice, "I'll be back soon."

There was no more sound from there, Zhu Yang looked at the phone and shook his head helplessly, put it in his pocket, and walked into the ward.

"How can you play for so long? What happened to the company?" Mr. Zhu asked himself and answered, "Look at your expression...could it be your little boyfriend?"

Zhu Yang said: "You should change your medicine."

"It's really stingy, what is it called? If you don't want to say it, tell me the name and I will look it up myself."

"You are like this, I am really afraid that I will scare people when I meet you."

"How did the bastard talk??" The old man refused to accept, "If you still have the surname Zhu, then chase him down immediately. I want to hear him call me grandpa too much?"

Zhu Yang touched the necklace pendant, "I'm working hard."

When Pei Huan woke up again, the phone still had less than 10% of the battery left. At three o'clock in the morning, he turned it on and found that the voice hadn't hung up yet, and there was a file from Zhu Yang on the interface.

01:21

Zhu Yang: I've sorted out the key points of tonight's talk.

Zhu Yang: [File]

02:14

Zhu Yang: I'm afraid you'll be annoyed, so I made a simplified version.

Zhu Yang: [File]

Zhu Yang: Good night.

"Okay, card!"

Director Wen Song stood up excitedly and applauded, "It's much better than yesterday's performance, especially the last look, which is absolutely master-level."

Pei Huan held the receiver, and the moment he heard the card, tears fell down. He squatted in the phone booth and cried with his head in his arms.

Scared all the staff.

"What, what's the matter?"

"It's too deep to play, so give him some time to slow down." Wen Song said, "Don't bother him."

A tall figure walked straight towards the phone booth.

"he……"

"Don't worry, I hope you'll be safe now."

Pei Huan's brain was buzzing, his eyes were blurred by tears, his body was cold and powerless like a drowning prisoner, and he took out his phone feebly from his pocket.

Trembling fingers to dial the phone.

The moment you connect.

"Zhu Yang!!" Pei Huan cried, "I miss you so much! Don't leave me QAQ!!!"

—“I won’t go.”

A real voice came from behind, and Pei Huan grabbed his phone for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and saw the person he missed so much in the reflection of the glass.

"Zhu Yang!"

Pei Huan turned around and hugged him tightly, "Chu Yu is gone, he left me alone, what should I do?"

Chu Yu is the character played by Zhu Yang.

Zhu Yang lowered his voice, "Hey, I'm still here."

"But I..."

"I'm here. That's just filming."

Gently stroking with his broad palm, Pei Huan was like returning home on a snowy night after vicissitudes of life, greedily absorbing the warmth and breath he brought.

Pei Huan hiccupped and cried, "I won't be filming next time, I'll be a vase, it suits me better."

Zhu Yang responded in a low voice, "It's up to you."

Smelling the faint smell of disinfectant alcohol on his collar, Pei Huan suddenly remembered, "You're back now? What about your grandfather? Go back quickly."

Zhu Yang slightly raised his eyebrows.

He said go back, but grabbed his clothes tightly.

"There is a nurse." Zhu Yang said, "I told the old man that we are together and he wants to see you."

See... meet the parents! ?

Pei Huan was stunned, it was too fast, "I'm not ready yet, I, I—"

"You don't need to prepare anything." Zhu Yang touched the top of his hair, "If you are willing to come, everything is enough."