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The faucet in the bathroom was turned on to the maximum, and the white smoke was vacated layer by layer, accumulating in the limited space and quickly filling the sight.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, Zhang Weidong pressed his chest, and squatted in front of the toilet, even though the sound of splashing water covered him, he still didn't dare to make too much noise, and tried his best to restrain himself while vomiting.

After a whole night of digestion, all he could spit out was acid water. He wiped his mouth and closed his breath.Kissing and sex/love also made him feel sick, and the thought of a wet tongue getting into his mouth and stirring wantonly made him feel nauseated again and again.

With trembling hands, Zhang Weidong opened the locker under the washstand, fumbled around for a while, and took out the round plastic box originally used to hold the disinfectant powder from the corner.Once the needle was inserted, he knelt on the floor tiles and his whole body became limp, as if his body had turned into a puddle of water, rippling away numbly.

The only thing he felt at this moment was comfort, very comfortable, very comfortable... All the discomfort and nausea disappeared.

"Why did you wash for so long? Go and wait, you can have breakfast soon." Xiao Junso stood in front of the stove and said without looking back.

Zhang Weidong responded, sat down at the dining table, and idly opened the newspaper to pass the time.

Xiao Jungu came to the dining room with macaroni, saw Zhang Weidong's leisurely look, and smiled slightly: "Do you want chili sauce?"

Zhang Weidong shook his head, put down the newspaper, picked up the chopsticks, and ate with his head down.

In fact, he didn't have any appetite. He forced himself to eat half a bowl of macaroni and a large piece of ham, but he couldn't eat anymore.

Xiao Junso has been secretly watching Zhang Weidong, seeing him holding the porcelain bowl with one hand, using the tip of chopsticks to pick up food to his mouth, chewing for a long time every time he eats, and looking around absent-mindedly.Xiao Jungu looked more and more disliked, frowned and asked, "Are the things I make so unpalatable?"

Zhang Weidong immediately shook his head: "It's not bad."

After that, he held the bowl to his mouth, took a big mouthful of macaroni, chewed it hastily, and then swallowed it.

Xiao Jun was annoyed and funny watching it, but after a while, he felt that the problem was serious, and frowned even tighter: "Dongzi, what's the matter with your appetite? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhang Weidong replied cautiously: "No, maybe I didn't sleep well last night and didn't have much appetite."

"You didn't sleep at all last night. Don't work today. I'll ask Zhou Li to arrange it."

"No, I'm not busy today."

Zhang Weidong forced himself to finish the whole bowl of macaroni, and said tentatively while wiping his mouth, "Then... I'm leaving."

Xiao Junso looked at him silently for a moment, then nodded his head.

Zhang Weidong felt relieved all of a sudden, as if he had finally survived his sentence and was released from prison.

Xiao Junso sent him to the door, and told Zhang Weidong to drive carefully, and kissed his forehead.

Zhang Weidong repeatedly agreed, and when he was out of Xiao Jungu's line of sight, he ran wildly.

In any case, whether he gets used to it, adapts to it, resists it or not, it cannot change his current living conditions.

He accepted his fate and stopped struggling in vain.

Fortunately, Xiao Jungu finally agreed to let him film, finally finally.Zhang Weidong didn't know why this drama had such a great charm that it allowed him to do this. Even when he wanted to sing and wanted to go crazy, he never flattered Xiao Jungu.

However, he didn't expect that he had just accepted the film, and he didn't even have a buffer time, and the filming would start in two days.

It turned out that most of the whole movie has been filmed, leaving only Ivan's scenes and post-production, because I have not been able to find a suitable actor, otherwise it would have been completed long ago.And because the film is invested by Lynch and the screenwriter themselves, it does not have any commercial nature, and art is paramount, so they pursue perfection in everything.

After Zhang Weidong learned about this, he felt more and more pressured, for fear that he would slow down the progress and disappoint others' expectations.

No matter where he goes, he almost never leaves the script.

Zhang Weidong caught Xiaoba regardless of the occasion, and asked him to check his lines with him, hoping that hard work would make up for his weakness and he would be fully prepared to meet the challenge.

"Ivan, I don't want to go home, can I spend the night on the sofa?"

Zhang Weidong said coldly: "No, I just brought you back for medicine, now you can get out."

"Are you so unreasonable? How could I have been hurt if you hadn't bumped into me?"

"Obviously you rushed out by yourself, don't think I don't know. You don't come to the bar in the future, I don't want to see you again, I hate you, no matter how much you pester me, I still hate you, hurry up .”

"You hate me? Then why did you carry me up to the fifth floor? Just call an ambulance."

Zhang Weidong: "You are really annoying!"

"I, I don't mean anything else, I just want to see you more, I..." Xiaoba burst into laughter, collapsed on the back seat of the nanny's car with his stomach in his hands, and shook his head repeatedly: "Brother Dong, you Forgive me! I really can’t say these words to an old man.”

Zhang Weidong rolled up the script and beat Xiao Ba on the head: "Useless stuff!"

He didn't blame Xiao Ba, because he couldn't enter the state for a long time, and he always felt awkward.

But time waited for no one, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when the filming officially started.

Sure enough, as Zhang Weidong expected, Lynch could not accept his performance at all.This seemingly friendly uncle next door, as soon as he became the director, he seemed to be a different person, ruling the entire set with a murderous aura.

The filming started all morning, and Zhang Weidong was scolded all morning.

"Ca! You stupid idiot, just told you to pay attention to your expression, and you forgot to move. Are you born of a robot? Your limbs are so uncoordinated, can you be more natural? Do you want me to force you to drink No. [-] diesel oil?" ? Let’s do it again, stayby all over the world!”

He had heard too much scolding Zhang Weidong, and felt embarrassed at first, but then he almost became numb.

Regarding his shots, Lynch was not satisfied with any of them. In other words, the whole morning was wasted.

When it was time for a break, Lynch didn't even eat lunch, instead he grabbed Zhang Weidong and talked to him about Ivan's mentality and behavior.Zhang Weidong told Lynch what he thought of Ivan, and he got the approval of the other party, and even patted him on the shoulder, telling him not to be discouraged and keep working hard.

But how could Zhang Weidong not be discouraged, Lynch is a very professional director with seasoned experience, he can call the wind and rain on the set, dispatch troops and generals, and he himself is just a layman.The more he feels the difference, the less confident he is. Can this really work together?

Zhang Weidong's mind is full of Ivan, carefully pondering this role like dissecting a corpse, how can he play it lifelike?

When filming started again in the afternoon, Zhang Weidong thought he performed well, but Lynch was still not satisfied.

Not only was he dissatisfied, but he couldn't help but uttered foul language: "Death to the Street, are you really putting your heart into acting?"

Filming went on and on, until Lynch raised the white flag and surrendered.

"No more, no more, it's a waste of time to continue filming. Zhang Weidong, just wait for me, I'll go back tonight and change the order of shooting, and come back the day after tomorrow, so I can show you what acting is!"

Zhang Weidong was embarrassed, but also a little grateful in his heart, because no matter how annoyed Lynch was, he didn't say he wanted to change.

But if this situation continues, it may be a matter of time before the replacement.

He clearly understands Ivan, agrees with Ivan and even admires Ivan, but he can't control Ivan.

For this role, Zhang Weidong has no confidence at all.

After two days of worrying, it was time to start shooting again, but this time the scene was moved to the outdoors - the Pacific Peak in Hong Kong.

It was at this place that Zhang Weidong met He Yi'an for the first time.

At that time, the sunset had just darkened, and the sky was gray, and the lights at the foot of the mountain had already lit up, and it was extremely prosperous.

When Zhang Weidong rushed to the top of the mountain, the scene was already arranged in a mess. He looked around and finally locked on the man standing in the distance looking at the night scene. Everyone was busy, and the guy who stayed out of it should be He Yi'an.

He could only see the back of the man, wearing a long black trench coat with a tight belt, which just outlined a tall and slender figure.

Just looking at it with the naked eye, it fits the image of the male protagonist in the play very well, a man with a capable appearance and a sullen heart.In the play, he followed the steps of studying, taking exams, studying abroad, getting married, developing his career, and giving birth to children. He achieved the standard of success in the eyes of the world and was impeccably perfect.But when he met the rebellious Ivan, all the perfection became empty and boring, and he began to question his life.

Zhang Weidong hesitated, and finally decided not to say hello. After all, the difference in status was too great, so he was suspected of being close.

He took the time to read the script again in case he made a mistake.

When the shooting was about to start, Lynch asked Zhang Weidong to stand at the predetermined position, and explained the shooting process, but he didn't care about it at all.

The preparations were done, and He Yi'an turned around and walked to the position marked with chalk until Lynch shouted to take the position.

Zhang Weidong stood face to face with him, and finally saw each other clearly. The whole face was cold and hard, with sharp contours and a straight nose. He was not handsome, but he couldn't find any flaws. It was quite attractive. Face.

Lynch called out, but He Yi'an still stood still, just looking down at his toes.

Zhang Weidong was puzzled, but the director didn't call to stop, so he had to stand with the other party, feeling very awkward.

After a while, He Yi'an suddenly raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Ivan, you are here."

Zhang Weidong's heart twitched suddenly, his pupils dilated, and he made a single sound unconsciously, and then hurriedly opened his eyes.

Wrong, so wrong!

It was as if he was possessed by a demon, and he made a completely unexpected move. He should have snorted coldly and disdained to look at the expectant expression of the other party.When filming, Zhang Weidong always thinks about Ivan, figure out the mentality of the other party, and act accordingly.

But now he didn't think about anything, looked at by these serious eyes, he was Ivan.

Use a haughty appearance to cover up Ivan who is nervous inside.

"I knew you would come. You said that looking at the stars alone is the loneliest thing. Why are you willing to let me be alone..."

Zhang Weidong blurted out his lines: "Fart! I'm here to warn you not to approach me again!"

He Yi'an put his fist between his lips and smiled softly: "You are so cute, since you are here, please stay with me for a while."

"No!" Zhang Weidong turned around, subconsciously wanting to escape.

If this continues, he will lose control of himself and want to kill this man!

He hated him, really hated him.This irresponsible bastard appeared next to him time and time again. He was clearly a person from two worlds. Why did he come to disturb his life?

"Don't go..." He Yi'an grabbed his hand and begged, "Don't go, please? Stay with me for a while, just for a while."

"Go to hell!" Zhang Weidong turned around, punched him in the face, and cursed angrily: "Go to hell! I don't want to see you anymore, never again! Get the hell out of here, I Hate you, hate you very much, bastard..."

Cursing and cursing, his voice lowered, became hoarse, and his eyes began to turn red.

wrong!Zhang Weidong trembled suddenly, and looked at Lynch in panic.

He actually beat He Yi'an with his hands. Not only did he beat the actor, but he also yelled indiscriminately according to the script, that's terrible!

"Card!" Lynch stood up from the plastic chair, instead of blaming him, he clapped his hands together: "Okay, that's great! This is the reaction Ivan should have, and it's more realistic and appropriate than what was written in the script. I will show this to the screenwriter and tell her to let you do it."

"I'm sorry." Zhang Weidong apologized to He Yi'an, and asked again: "I didn't mean to, how are you?"

He Yi'an rubbed his right cheek, smiled and said, "It's okay, I didn't come here in vain today, I found the real Ivan, this little pain is nothing."

"You're bleeding..."

Suddenly, someone rushed between them, covered the corner of He An's bleeding mouth with a tissue, and gave Zhang Weidong a bitter look.

Zhang Weidong was stunned, who is this person?The reaction was also exaggerated.

"It's really okay, it's just a little blood. By the way, he's my assistant."

After He Yi'an finished speaking, he glanced at the assistant out of the corner of his eye and asked, "Who told you to come here?"

Zhang Weidong was taken aback again.

He was standing right in front of He Yi'an, so he could clearly feel that his aura had changed.

And the assistant quickly backed away, his face was pale and his eyes were blank, as if he was the one who hit someone.

After the filming ended, Zhang Weidong returned to the hotel room.

When he was in the shower, he couldn't figure it out. As soon as he came out, he hurriedly wiped his hair with a bath towel, and then picked up his mobile phone to call Lynch.

Zhang Weidong asked the other party for advice, about acting skills, and asked, how did He Yian do it?It can actually affect others.

"He's a natural actor..." Lynch put down the phone, didn't know what to do, picked it up after a while and said, "You can't learn his method, because it's not an acting skill, but a kind of sick."

Zhang Weidong became even more curious, and asked: "What's going on? Is there such a disease?"

"Yes, to use the professional terminology in the medical field, this disease is called - controllable split personality."

Zhang Weidong widened his eyes and was taken aback.

He was embarrassed to ask Lynch, what if he didn't use technical terms?How to describe it?Are you mentally ill?