In Lijing District, the nanny car slowly slid into the underground parking lot. The tires rubbed against the painted floor, and the sound was sharp. Lu Wen immediately put on his headphones.
Filming the last scene today, turned off the fire, Lu Wen came out of the car with a bag on one shoulder, humming a song and going out.
It was the end of the year, and many residents went back to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year. There was a lot of space in the parking lot. Sun Xiaojian looked around for a moment, and with the corner of his finger: "Hey, it's Director Ren's Porsche."
Lu Wen took a quick glance and said, "It's time to wash up."
"It's enough to be buried." Sun Xiaojian said cheerfully, "In the blink of an eye, it's the last filming, and the embarrassment that happened on the day of entering the group still seems like yesterday."
Lu Wen also smiled: "It's not a loss, I have to be the director of a Shu embroidery pillow."
Sun Xiaojian said: "Editor Qu rewarded it!"
Lu Wen lowered the brim of his hat, and he hoped that Qu Yanting could come to the finale today. They met because of a drama, and on this special day that ended, he wanted to celebrate with Qu Yanting.
It's a pity that Qu Yanting said he was busy, so he might not be able to come.
Sun Xiaojian is best at which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, and asked: "Hey, do you think Qu Bian will come today?"
"Probably not." Lu Wen threw the slipped bag back on his back, vigorously, "I'm a little transparent, I'm so busy, what can I do?"
Sun Xiaojian said: "What's none of your business? Didn't Qu Bian come here for Director Ren?"
"..." Lu Wen rolled his eyes, "Don't talk to me!"
The sky is gray and blue, and the weather forecast says that there will be snow in these two days. The fireplace was turned on in the living room on the first floor of the studio. Everyone sat cross-legged on futons, and Qu Yanting sat on a chair, crossing his legs and looking down on all beings.
This time of the year is the busiest time of the year, ending the previous year and starting the new year. Qu Yanting stayed up until three o'clock last night to select projects, and did not return home.
The scripts that can be created, adapted and participated in the production are limited in a year. Considering factors such as market demand and policies, it is necessary to plan the topic selection of the script, commonly known as "setting the tone".
Everyone was exhausted, so Qu Yanting seized the time: "Let's hurry up and get off work when we're settled."
Everyone held a tablet computer to read the information, and Yao Baiqing said, "Editor Qu, you have analyzed various trends. This is a big project."
Qu Yanting has a lot of connections and can get some industry news, so he made the rough plan himself. While the others were watching, he fiddled with the watch, rubbing the cold sapphire crystal to warm it up.
Yu Nan got close and said carefully, "Boss, it's not too late."
"Huh?" Qu Yanting didn't react.
Yu Nandao: "Didn't you make an appointment with Lawyer Chen?"
Qu Yanting didn't say a word, what was Lawyer Chen on his mind, "The First Night" ended today, and if it went well, the filming would be finished before dark, he was thinking about this.
Pulling the cuff to cover the dial, Qu Yanting didn't think about it for now.
After finalizing all the topic selections, everyone went back to rest, and Qu Yanting went to the reception room to wait for Lawyer Chen to visit. The title script had been finalized, and he wanted to discuss the details of the contract with the lawyer.
After Lu Wen changed his clothes, he wore a black leather jacket with straight shoulders and narrow sleeves. The tall man was dressed in a particularly rustic style, and his short hair was scratched slightly. He frowned and poked the ground with a frown.
Tao Meifan also put on her make-up, her hair has turned gray a lot due to the vicissitudes of life. Lu Wen said indifferently: "My god, why did you become like this?"
"What about me?" Tao Meifan sat on the sofa and covered her with a blanket, "My son doesn't think his mother is ugly, do you understand?"
Lu Wen walked to the side, no matter he was playing Ye Shan or Ye Xiaowu, he cherished every scene with Tao Meifan. He had too many fantasies about his mother since he was a child, and this scene gave him a real experience.
Qu Yanting once said, thank him for making his fantasy come true, but he is the same.
Lu Wentucked the blanket, and said sweetly, "Teacher Tao, you look good with such makeup."
"Cut, don't coax me." Tao Meifan smiled, after getting to know her better after a few months of getting along, she raised her hand to touch Lu Wen's face, "Your mother must be a beauty, making you so handsome."
Before the filming of the filming was over, the "mother and son" had already entered the stage of inciting each other. Ren Shu covered a piece of bread jacket, and cut through the warmth of the scene with a voice: "Irrelevant personnel leave the stage, everyone takes their places!"
In the living room, the volume of the TV was turned down very low. Mother Ye caught a cold, nothing serious but coughing all the time. Ye Xiaowu came to take care of her and cooked a bowl of porridge.
Mother Ye was too numb to taste, staring at her son blankly.
At first, Mother Ye thought that Ye Shan pretended to be Ye Xiaowu just to comfort her. But Ye Shan spends less and less time facing her, and every time she looks at "Ye Xiaowu" beside her, she gradually realizes Ye Shan's abnormality.
"Xiao Wu..." Mother Ye asked hesitantly, "What have you been up to lately?"
Ye Xiaowu said: "I sing in one place at night, not every day, and take turns with others."
Mother Ye asked: "Is it a regular place?"
"Of course." Ye Xiaowu stirred the hot porridge, "Mom, don't worry, I can take care of myself."
Mother Ye's eyes wandered: "Don't work too hard."
"It's not hard, I always liked to sing." Ye Xiaowu said jokingly, "I worked hard during the three years in key high schools, and I was tortured every day."
Tao Meifan's expression became tense, and she carefully grabbed Lu Wen's arm, and said, "The matter of exchanging the admission ticket for the high school entrance examination... Mom made you feel wronged."
Lu Wen's movements were a little sluggish, and then he continued to stir the mushy rice grains. He smiled and said, "Mom, you are so funny. I just picked the important point for nothing, so why should I be wronged?"
Mother Ye suddenly relaxed, like a withered flower, when Yeshan got farther and farther away from her these years, she finally realized that she had destroyed their relationship with her own hands.
Every time Ye Shan appeared as Ye Xiaowu, she couldn't help but think back, what kind of mood did Ye Shan hide in the corner and watch when she doted on Ye Xiaowu
"I..." Mother Ye said with difficulty, "I wronged your brother."
Ye Xiaowu put down the bowl and stared at the TV screen: "Mom, don't worry too much. My brother is pretty good. He went to a key university, has a good job, sends money on time every month, and can afford such a nice house."
Mother Ye tremblingly said: "But he doesn't see me!"
After the loud voice ended, there was a moment of silence. Lu Wen rested his elbows on his open knees, lowered his head, and rolled out the next line in a low voice: "Anyway, you don't like him either."
Lu Wen stood up, stomped his feet to flatten the folds of his trouser legs, grabbed his phone key and left, and said as he walked, "Mom, there is still porridge in the pot, if you want something else, call me and I'll order it for you. Xue, try to go out as little as possible, so we can talk more quickly."
When he reached the door, he held the doorknob.
Mother Ye half collapsed on the sofa, shouting hysterically: "—Ye Shan!"
The illusion of self-deception these years was pierced, and Ye Shan stood there without turning around or looking back. He had long since lost the ability to face his mother with his true face.
Admitting, showdown, liquidating the cause of Ye Xiaowu's death, digging out the past and reconnecting the broken emotions... It seems that everything is meaningless.
Lu Wen twisted open the door and strode out.
Behind the scenes, the director called to stop, and then cheers erupted, Tao Meifan finished.
There was still a set of shots to be shot. The camera crew carried the equipment and took the elevator downstairs. Lu Wensuan squeezed through the safe passage. There was a small window on each floor, which let in the cold and biting winter wind.
With a few steps left, Lu Wen stopped, took out his phone and opened WeChat.
He still had a glimmer of hope left, and sent a message to Qu Yanting: Teacher Qu, are you done with your work
"Walk slowly." Qu Yanting had just sent Lawyer Chen out. It was almost five o'clock, and he had to meet with the accountant later, and he needed to sign for all settlements at the end of the year.
Returning to the reception room, the mobile phone was pressed under the scattered documents. Qu Yanting took it out and saw Lu Wen's WeChat, and replied truthfully: I still have something to do.
Two hundred and five: Well, I'll just... just ask.
Qu Yanting didn't want to write a bad promise, didn't guarantee anything, and terminated the conversation.
Lu Wen stepped down the steps and walked out of the unit building shivering from the cold. The last scene was filmed downstairs. Ye Shan came out of the house and stopped by the roadside, erupting quietly.
In winter, it gets dark early, it is overcast, and the light is very poor. Director Kang recalled the scene of a car accident in the rain: "Not to mention anything else, Qu Zhan is very good at lighting."
Duan Meng said: "Yes, the arrangement is clear and clear. Once the effect comes out, it will be beautiful."
Ren Shu ran down and heard one ear: "I'm jealous!"
Lu Wen foolishly leaned on the telegraph pole, no wonder he was thinking of Qu Yanting, none of the group of people forgot, when he heard others saying good things about Qu Yanting, he followed Mei.
Within two seconds, Ren Shu yelled at him: "Get in your place! You are drinking the wind with your mouth open!"
In the last scene at the end of the play, filmed under the sky with rolling clouds, Ye Shan came out of the unit door, walking alone against the wind, dragging his pace very slowly.
He stopped by the side of the road, with a street lamp above his head, and the withered branches of the big tree cast their shadows on the ground, shivering in the cold. With half of his foot on the steps, he squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
Ye Shan bit one, lit it, tightened her cheeks and sucked lightly.
Faintly, white snowflakes floated down and danced around the orange-red Mars, which was icy cold and hot. Yeshan exhaled a puff of smoke, and when the haze dissipated, tears fell on her face.
Lu Wen's role is now complete.
There was continuous applause all around, Lu Wen stood up, was rushed to hug by countless people, and was dragged to take a group photo. He envied all his colleagues to finish the team. Now it was his turn, but he did not expect that being helpless was far greater than joy.
Sun Xiaojian held Li Dapeng's hand: "Brother Peng, thank you for taking care of us all the way! One day you don't want to work on the set, come to our company!"
Xiao Zhang pushed them: "Why are you still poaching people? Let's go, pack up and go to dinner!"
Ren Shu immediately asked: "Where's the cake for Xiao Lu?!"
"They're all upstairs!" Someone shouted, "Go upstairs first!"
Everyone rushed into the door of the unit, and Lu Wen hesitated to control his pace, lagging behind the crowd, and when everyone was gone, he wandered alone under the street lamp.
Lu Wen was still holding the cigarette, which was about to burn out, and the sparks became weak. He remembered Qu Yanting's lonely appearance outside the vegetable market in Chongqing.
As night fell, the ground seemed to be covered with frost, and soon a thin layer of ice and snow formed. Lu Wen squatted beside Dao Yazi, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Qu Yanting's number.
After three or five rings, it was connected, faster than he expected.
"Teacher Qu," Lu Wen said with white air between his lips and teeth, "I'm done."
Qu Yanting said, "Congratulations."
Lu Wen replied, "Thank you."
"I just finished my work and was about to leave the studio." Qu Yanting's voice was tired, "I can't celebrate with you face to face."
Lu Wen laughed: "It's okay, it's snowing, and I don't want you to drive so far."
Qu Yanting said: "Then... that's it."
"Well." Lu Wen said, "Drive carefully."
After hanging up the line, Lu Wen's remaining hope was completely lost. He got up and patted the floating snow on his shoulder, and walked towards the entrance of the building. That way, like a child on the first day of kindergarten, waiting until school is over but no one comes to pick him up.
The soles of the shoes were on the ground, and Lu Wen dawdled to the middle of the road.
Suddenly, a beam of strong light came straight and brightly.
Lu Wen turned around, his brows and eyes squinted by the strong light, and he couldn't see anything clearly. In a trance, he only heard a harsh sound, and the tires rolled over the ice and snow and stopped two meters away.
Crack, the headlights were turned off, and the black Bentley shone with a sharp cold light.
Separated by the snowy and foggy windows, the face in the driver's seat couldn't be seen clearly. With a click, the door opened, and Lu Wen's heart beat violently.
Qu Yanting snatched it from the co-pilot and got out of the car, holding a large handful of lemon-colored lilies in one arm.
Lu Wen was so stupefied that he clearly said on the phone... So, was it a surprise
His movements were always one step faster than his brain, before he could figure it out, he ran towards Qu Yanting first.
"Teacher Qu!" Lu Wen panted a little, "... why are you here?"
"What do you say?"
Lu Wen had a large bouquet of flowers in his arms, which was heavy.
Qu Yanting smiled at him: "Happy ending, male lead."