The time is approaching summer, the weather is getting a little hotter, the second cast of the crew has been killed, and the filming is nearing completion. The director left some emotional scenes for later shooting. After the heroes and heroines have worked well, it will be more natural to shoot emotional scenes.
On the riverside in summer, this is a love scene between Nie Qing and Xu Lusheng.
Night scenes, location, and street lights on the riverside are full of flying insects and mosquitoes. The whole set is full of the smell of toilet water. The director asked the protagonist to pay attention not to be bitten by mosquitoes on the face, which would affect the perception.
Horch was in place, sitting on the steps of the river, with a few bottles of beer beside him. The camera pushed in, and Sheng Qiao approached from behind, carrying a bag of medicine in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned to look sideways, saw her, the corners of his bruised mouth were slightly raised, and asked her, "How do you know I am here?"
She did not speak, walked over in silence, sat down beside him, lowered her head to open the bag, took out the disinfectant water and cotton swabs, and dipped them a little bit. While doing these things, Horch looked at her with a can of beer on the back of his hand.
She applied the potion, turned around, supported his mandible with her fingers, and disinfected the wounds at the corners of his lips and cheekbones.
Horch smiled softly: "Nie Qing, I will misunderstand you like this."
She held the cotton swab and gently touched the wound back and forth, still with a faint look: "What's the misunderstanding?"
He laughed: "Misunderstand you like me."
She did not speak, sanitized the poison, changed the cotton swab, wrapped the potion, and repeated the actions just now. It was very close, and could smell the toilet water on each other. After a long while, she asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me?"
He lowered his eyes, curled his lips and smiled. After she finished taking the medicine, holding a beer can and wanting to drink again, Sheng Qiao held his wrist.
He glanced at her and smiled: "Okay, stop drinking."
She just let go. He put the beer can on the ground, watched the night on the river, and for a long while, he whispered: "I was only three years old when I entered the orphanage."
Sheng Qiao's body trembled slightly, disrespecting him.
"No parents, no name, only crying after suffering. I didn't like to laugh since I was a kid, so no one wants to adopt me. That's right, who would like a child who doesn't talk or laugh all day long." He sighed funny. With a sigh, "I grew up to eight years old. I learned to be smart and knew what kind of children the people who came to the orphanage liked. That year, I was adopted by the Xu family."
While speaking, he picked up the beer can on the ground again. This time, Sheng Qiao did not stop him.
"The Xu family is very rich. What they need is not a son, but a face, and a daughter’s childhood playmate. I pretend to be what they like, and I dare not make a mistake. You know, Nie Qing, some adopted children , Will I be sent back? No one wants to go back again, and I don’t want to. I just let myself live in that mold, live alive, and pretend to be that way. Later, it seemed to be that way."
He lowered his eyes and stretched his hands in front of his eyes to look at it, as if disgusted.
"Even I have forgotten what I should have been like."
She whispered to him: "Xu Lusheng..."
His fingers trembled: "They are defending the so-called identity, face, and making a illusion of filial piety and motherhood. In fact, there is a bit of truth in it? For the reputation of the Xu family, let me defend the murderer. Family talent is the most important thing. Who is my family? Where is my home?"
He was in a fierce mood, as if loathing himself to the extreme, the beer can in his hand was squeezed, and he slammed into the distance.
Sheng Qiao leaned over and hugged his trembling body.
He put his chin on her shoulders, and for a long while, he smiled lowly: "Nie Qing, do you like me?"
She just hugged him and didn't speak.
He curled his lips, but his voice was astringent: "Nie Qing, if you don't like me, don't hug me, don't give me these vain fantasies."
Sheng Qiao slowly let go of him. She knelt down, looking at his bitter face, suddenly raised her body halfway, and kissed it.
A soft, faint kiss fell on the corner of his lips.
The executive director hurriedly flipped through the script and whispered: "Isn't this kissing scene? Call it okay?"
Director Wang stared at the camera: "Don't shout, let her play."
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, she swept his cheeks back and forth, the kisses at the corners of her lips were trembling, but she did not retreat, she hugged him, pressed his forehead, and the tip of her nose was facing each other, and then whispered seriously: "I like you."
He was stunned for a moment, clasped the back of her head with his palm, wrapped her around her body, turned away from the guest, and kissed her deeply.
After a long while, the director shouted: "Crack, this one is over."
Horch let go of her.
Sheng Qiao was still buried in his emotions. He looked down and found that the corners of her eyes were wet, as if she was crying.
He touched her head and asked softly: "What's the matter?"
She sobbed twice and whispered: "It's a little sad, I'll be fine right away."
He stopped talking, Xiaodan ran over with his coat, and he waved his hand from a distance, sitting next to her all the time.
After a while, Sheng Qiao's emotions eased, and now he remembered that he had just added the kiss scene, and embarrassedly explained: "I...I'm too into the scene, I'm in a good mood..."
Horch smiled and said nothing.
Director Wang said: "Good addition!"
After finishing the filming and finishing work today, Sheng Qiao was too emotionally invested and kept lingering. After getting into the car, he closed his eyes and leaned on the car mat to rest. The car door opened, and someone came in next to her. She thought it was Ding Jian, but she didn't open her eyes, and said weakly, "Come here and let me rely."
The people next to him moved over and the car smelled of toilet water. She followed the sound and leaned against a shoulder that was obviously wider than Ding Jian.
I was so scared that I wanted to get up.
With his head held by the palm of his hand, Horch whispered, "Lean on."
Her heart beats like a drum, she wants to lean but dare not lean, she stretches her body, all her waist and abdomen are balancing her strength. Horch asked: "Are you training your abs?"
Sheng Qiao stretched even tighter.
He was so angry and funny, he simply pushed her little head away. Sheng Qiao sat up straight, then relaxed, and asked in a low voice, "Horch, do you want to take my car back to the hotel?"
He looked out the window: "I'll tell you something."
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"This drama is finished, I'm going to study abroad."
She widened her eyes, "Going abroad for further study? How long? What about studying for?"
He turned his head and looked at her surprised little expression. She was so cute. "It's probably going to be half a year to study film acting and also learn music."
Sheng Qiao remembered the transformation he had mentioned before, and the movie that Dao Wang had been thinking of. He is about to take the first step to meet the thirty.
She hesitated to ask: "Then, in the past six months, have you not had any activities in China?"
"Well, the schedule has been pushed."
Of course she supports him, and she will support any decision he makes. But now the domestic market is ebb and flow, newcomers are emerging one after another, resource competition is fierce, and there is no activity for half a year without showing up, the loss of popularity and the loss of fans is definitely huge.
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After a while, she squeezed her small fist and said firmly: "I believe you! We are waiting for you to come back!"
Horch smiled and said: "This half a year..."
Sheng Qiao: "Never climb the wall! Climb the wall and break your legs!"
Horch: "..."
She stared at him eagerly: "It's okay for further study, you should keep on Weibo, remember to post a selfie, we will miss you very much."
Horch shook his head amusedly: "In this six months, the new drama will be broadcast, and the previously recorded variety shows will also be online. It won't happen as you expected, don't worry."
The studio has calculated the time. The second half of the year is the concentration period of his works. Two variety shows and one TV series are enough to sustain the heat for half a year.
Sheng Qiao broke his fingers and settled, the previous worries disappeared, and he looked happier than him: "Horch! When you come back from training, you won't be Horch!"
"Then who am I?"
"It's Huo Niu Hulu Xi!"
"..."
Fang Bai pulled the car door and took the driver's seat. He turned around and said cheerfully, "What Niu Hulu? Is there any new Gongdou drama?"
…
Knowing that Horch would go abroad to study after the filming, Sheng Qiao really wished to see him 24 hours a day. Take one less look, wow.
Sure enough, the more people get, the easier it is to be greedy.
In the past, just looking at him on the stage was already extremely happy, but then he was not satisfied with the stage, so he started chasing the schedule, picking up and dropping off the plane, and becoming a frontline gunner, just to look at him more.
Later, she became Sheng Qiao. They participated in the same variety show and filmed the same drama, and they had become close people in life, but even so, she was not enough.
Knowing that I won't see him for the next six months, I haven't started my lovesick journey, I have already suffered from lovesickness.
How can I spend the next six months
In the next scene, Sheng Qiao was escorted to court. He met Horch who was waiting for her outside the court. Sheng Qiao glanced at him. Before he even started to speak, the director shouted at the side: "Ka! Xiao Qiao, you are on." The court is not on the execution ground. What's the matter with the look in your eyes?"
Sheng Qiao: "..."
Wow, I didn't see him for half a year, just killing her.
The words are nice, I support you, I believe you, I wait for you to come back, but the pain of missing is only understood by myself.
During the intermission, seeing her pouting and gloomy, Horch suffocated a smile and walked over, and asked in a low voice, "Do you plan to do more in the next six months?"
She thought for a long time, then hesitated and said: "Should, not much?"
He laughed softly: "When you are not busy, come to me?"
Sheng Qiao: "Huh??? Can I still come to you?"
Horch: "Why not? I am going to study, not a monk."
Sheng Qiao: "Huh!"
The heart was settled at once, and the eyes were steady, and the clapper knocked down, and the two of them were in place.
Sheng Qiao was escorted forward, his hands handcuffed in front of him. She used to handcuff others, but now it's her turn.
Horch was standing across the corridor, wearing a dark black suit, his hair meticulously combed, and his gold-rimmed glasses had eyes as deep as the sea.
The two approached each other.
She looked up and saw him, her expression a little stiff, but she still smiled at him, like a reproach: "Why are you here?"
He also laughed, covering the dark surge in his eyes, and even his voice was gentle: "I'll defend you. Nie Qing, I will pay you back."
He stood in the light, covered in dust.
This is what she wants in this life.