Perfect Two

Xie Zhiying picked out all of Cheng Xirong's solo scenes and filmed him alone first.After that, Cheng Xirong and several seniors played against each other. They are all experienced people, and they are familiar with the script quickly, so it is not a big problem to shoot Feiye.Including some scenes that revolve around a few of them, and only need other actors to make a background board on the periphery, they are all put together.

These three parts don't take up much drama, and Xie Zhiying expects it to end within a week.But the specific plan has not been made yet, and only in the morning can the day's execution list be taken out.

Cheng Xirong looked at the scenes arranged for him above, and felt his scalp numb.This guy Xie Zhiying said he was not in a hurry, and he was not at all lenient when it came to rehearsing the scene.This progress is fast, and Cheng Xirong is not regarded as a newcomer at all.

19 years of experience?Without Cheng Xirong saying it himself, Xie Zhiying made arrangements according to this standard.

If you only shoot one person, the waiting time for the scene will be greatly shortened.But correspondingly, the workload is also very heavy, almost Cheng Xirong is working alone.Get on camera, pass, change clothes, keep on being on camera.If you get stuck on a line, take a 10-minute break and continue.

Cheng Xirong felt that he would really set a flag for himself.I asked Fu Zhou such a question without beginning and end, but I haven't gotten a response yet.It seems to be deliberately leaving blank, so that when I recall it later, I regret that there is a practical foothold.

What happened on the tenth day of filming.

In fact, there are signs.For Cheng Xirong's personal role, he worked overtime for six days.When filming the later scenes, more people needed to be mobilized, so there was some time to wait for the scenes.Wu Minmin was worried that his complexion was not good, and he also said that it would be easier in the future, and he would be able to rest after a few days.

On the morning of the tenth day, when Cheng Xirong got up, he felt a vague pain in his left shoulder, and when he got to the set, he quarreled with Feng Yi because of the problem of walking.At that time there were already signs, even Wu Minmin could see it.But Cheng Xirong's mind is full of how to hate Feng Yi, no matter what Wu Minmin says, he refuses to listen.

After turning on the machine, the two of them were stuck in the same position again.Cheng Xirong raised his head and glanced at Feng Yi, then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Fu Zhou didn't know until he received a call from Su Minglin. Just after he hung up the phone, Wang Jingxian called again and asked him if the news was true.Fu Zhou didn't know how to answer.What news, he hasn't seen it yet.Su Minglin only said that Xiao Pan's crew went to an ambulance, which was the fourth hospital closest to the Academy of Film and Television.

The Internet is still guessing first aid recipients.Su Minglin thought of Pan Nanxing's illness first, and reminded Fu Zhou.

Fu Zhou answered the phone very calmly, his thoughts were very clear, and he calmly told Wang Jingxian: "I'll call you back after I confirm. You may still need your official media. You should tell the operation in advance."

There is no abnormality when I hang up the phone, and remember to lock the door when you go out.When he started the car, Fu Zhou suddenly remembered that a few days ago, that guy asked him if he wanted to have an operation, but he didn't give a positive response.Then he realized that his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't hold the steering wheel at all.

Not the first time death has been seen.

It is because I have seen it that I am more afraid.The distance was too close, and he could hook the corner of Death's clothes by reaching out his hand, but he couldn't lift his hand twice.

Fu Zhou sat in the car for a while, and after he could maintain his sanity, he went down to take a taxi.He reported the address of the Fourth Courtyard to the driver, and the driver looked at him through the rearview mirror, drove the car out slowly, and asked curiously, "What are you doing there?"

"Drive. Arrive in half an hour, and I will pay you three times the fare."

The driver told him to block him, and he moved quickly, still complaining: "It's a long way! It won't arrive in half an hour."

Fu Zhou took out his wallet with a sullen head, took out a few hundred-yuan bills, and stuffed them into the cracks in the railing.Qian Kankan is stuck there, there are about four or five.

The driver took the money, finally drove the car out, and said, "Let me try. Our team just said that there is a mess over there! It seems that some celebrity is trying to rescue it, and many reporters are blocked at the intersection."

Fu Zhou's face remained unchanged, only his eyes darkened.

The driver said while shifting gears: "I'm still thinking about it. What should I rescue? The four hospitals are full of mental patients, and the doctors are all watching crazy people. It's hard for me to see people resuscitating celebrities. Why are you going to a mental hospital?"

Fu Zhou said in a low voice: "Just drive to the intersection."

The driver didn't understand, and asked "what", only to remember that he was replying to his last sentence.The driver smiled: "You young man, your reaction is a lot slower!"

Fu Zhou ignored him, thinking about those few words over and over again.The Fourth Hospital is a psychiatric hospital. Does it have first aid qualifications?If the thoracotomy is not possible, does that mean that the person is not, Nanlu?

Halfway through the walk, Fu Zhou remembered the mobile phone in his hand.After hanging up Wang Jingxian's call, he just kept holding the phone like this without any consciousness.Until the sweat on his palm made him feel sticky, he instinctively went up to rub his pants.

Or... just escaping.

Fu Zhou couldn't help thinking about the past.Think about the moment when you were closest to death, what was it like at that time?It's a little fuzzy.Too much time has passed, and I was too young at that time, paranoid and unreasonable, I got into my own world and didn't even look outside.

If only I could have a look...

Fu Zhou let out a breath and dialed the number with his mobile phone.No one answered the first one, and still no one answered the second one.People's paranoia is an instinct, innate, as long as it exists, it will not disappear no matter how long it takes.Just see where it manifests itself.

This call couldn't get through, and Fu Zhou couldn't stop at all.

It was a woman's voice. After hesitating for a moment, he asked back, "Who are you from Nanlu?"

Fu Zhou was silent for a while, and asked directly, "Who happened?"

The other party gave a soft "oh" and asked, "Are you the hat that sent him to the crew?"

Fu Zhou responded, "It's me."

The other party's voice was very soft, low, as if he was afraid that someone would be disturbed if he made a loud voice.She persuaded Fu Zhou first: "Don't worry. Nan Lu is already in the operating room and is being rescued. But if you—"

Fu Zhou didn't hear the words very clearly.The brain seemed to be exploded, the tingling pain in the back of the neck spread little by little, and the scalp was tightening.I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the sky has turned from dark to bright, and there has been an alternation between day and night.The voice in my ear is still there, and the woman is still calling herself.

Over and over again, calling "Fu Zhou".

Gradually returning to his thoughts, Fu Zhou thought inappropriately, that guy usually calls himself that.The first and last names are very clear.On the contrary, I seem to rarely call his name.

Because I'm not sure, I don't know which name to use to call him.

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