Summer started earlier this year than usual. As soon as May came, the weather started to heat up, and before the tail of spring was felt, the breath of summer shrouded it.
It was the first time for Zhao Yu to act with so many old actors, and the pressure was much greater than before. Although there are famous teachers by his side, he still has to rely more on himself.
However, there is no rush for acting skills, so I can only learn more, watch more and shoot more. Fortunately, she has a good attitude and pushed other activities to stay on the set all day long. The director doesn't mind a few more ng, let her find the best state.
Han Shuang naturally understood this, so she didn't arrange other itineraries for her, trying to make a good impression so that she could transition to the drama in the future.
Not long after, Han Shuang called her suddenly: "How is your filming going? Can you walk away?"
Zhao Yu sat under the pergola and fanned himself: "Not very good. Recently, my role in the scene is relatively heavy, and I'm still struggling. What's the matter?"
Han Shuang said: "The people from the Fashion Star Code contacted us and wanted you to save the situation. But it's not necessarily true. They also contacted Huo Xi at the same time. If Huo Xi agrees, you don't have to go, I will Let me tell you in advance."
Zhao Yu's hand shaking the fan paused, feeling a little bad in his heart: "Fashion Stars? Didn't they invite Shen Juanyi this year? Why do they need to save the scene?"
Han Shuang's voice came into her ears through the receiver, distorted: "Shen Juanyi can't go anymore, I heard that his grandma passed away the day before yesterday, so he went back to his hometown for the funeral."
Zhao Yu's pupils dilated suddenly, and he stood up from the chair in a jerk, so violently that he even bumped into the small coffee table next to him.
The water glass crackled and rolled all over the floor, and everyone at the scene looked over. Zhao Yu's face turned a little pale under the scorching summer. She turned and walked quickly while holding the phone, but stopped in place as if she didn't know where to go.
The assistant ran over, and Chi asked, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"
On the phone, Han Shuang also asked, "Hey, are you still listening?"
Zhao Yu's eyes were so sore that he almost shed tears.
Han Shuang asked anxiously, "Hello? Xiaoyu? What's the matter?"
She closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm fine, the signal is not very good."
She said a few more words on the other end, but she didn't seem to hear it. After hanging up the phone, she went straight to the bathroom. After pouring two handfuls of cold water, when I looked up at myself in the mirror, I saw red eye sockets.
In fact, the old man is getting old, and his death is not a surprise.
Grandma Shen has not been in good health for the past two years. She took the time to visit her when she went to Hangzhou last year. At that time, the old man could hardly recognize her.
But when this day really comes, death is still sad.
Zhao Yu calmed down for a while before calling Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu is also preparing for a new variety show recently. He is very busy with work, and he has to call twice before someone picks up. It seems that the speaker is turned on, and his voice is a bit empty: "Hey, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yu said, "Uncle, Grandma Shen has passed away."
The sound of flipping through the files stopped, and after a while, the phone was picked up: "When did it happen?"
Zhao Yu wanted to cry again: "I'm not sure, it should be the day before yesterday." She paused, "Uncle, the funeral..."
Jiang Yu said, "I can't go."
She fell silent.
Jiang Yu sighed: "The Shen family certainly doesn't want the media to pay attention to the old man's funeral. There are many people at the funeral. If you are photographed and posted on the Internet...you know the current marketing accounts and netizens, what stories are there for popularity? They can all be made up. Shen Junyi wouldn't want to gossip with a female star at his grandma's funeral."
After a while, Jiang Yu heard a soft sob on the other end of the phone.
He comforted softly: "Grandma Shen is getting old. It's a joy or a funeral at this age. Don't be too sad. After this period of time has passed, uncle will accompany you to worship. I believe the old man will not blame you."
After a while, there was a low "hmm" from the other end.
Although the Fashion Star Ceremony has not officially announced this year's opening guest, the news of the invitation of Shen Junyi has already spread, and the barleys have also bought tickets early. Now that this kind of thing happened, the organizers couldn't force him to continue to attend, so they had to find someone else to save the scene.
When Zhao Yu returned to the set, Xia Yuan was waiting outside anxiously. When she saw her coming back, she hurried up to meet her: "Sister, what's wrong with you? You don't look very well, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Yu shook his head and nodded again.
Xia Yuan said: "I'll help you ask for leave for the director, you can go back to the hotel and rest."
Her current state is indeed not suitable for filming, Zhao Yu did not refuse, and after changing the costume, she went back to the hotel accompanied by her assistant.
The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, so Zhao Yu closed the curtains and lay down on the bed for a while with his eyes closed. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know who to confide in.
I can only comfort myself over and over again, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, everyone will go through this.
But then he thought that after grandma left, Shen Juanyi seemed to be left alone. She never heard him mention his mother, but heard from relatives in Hangzhou that his mother gave birth to a girl after remarrying. With a new family, there is even less love and care to give him.
If he is so sad, he should be even more sad.
And with a temperament that hides everything in his heart, he will definitely cheer up and smile to receive relatives who come to the funeral, and arrange everything in an orderly manner.
Zhao Yu sat up, clicked on his WeChat box, and typed the words "Sorrow and Sucility", feeling too light again.
She rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and dialed his phone.
After three rings, the phone was connected, and his tired hoarse voice came out: "Hello."
Zhao Yu suddenly didn't know what to say.
There was silence on the phone.
After a few seconds, the avatar laughed as usual: "Zhao Yu, you called just to hear my breathing?"
Zhao Yu also smiled, and then lowered his voice again: "I know about grandma, I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about." He cleared his throat, and his voice sounded less hoarse: "Old man, as he gets older, the family has already made preparations. It's just that I've been too busy preparing for the funeral these two days , I haven't had time to tell you yet."
Zhao Yu's voice was even lower: "It's not convenient for me to attend the funeral, please help me burn some paper for grandma."
Shen Juanyi smiled and answered: "Okay, it's okay. Oh, it's okay, don't think too much, and be at ease in the crew to shoot your scene. Xia Yuan told me that you are an old NG in the past two days and have been scolded by the director many times. Why? What's the matter, Zhao Yu, is it alright?"
He always does.
No matter when, it seems that it will never be sad.
Zhao Yu felt depressed.
With him like this, she couldn't even say words of comfort.
She was a little angry: "Of course I can do it, but if I can't, can you do it?"
Shen Juanyi said: "All right, all right, you're the best, then don't be NG anymore, film well, learn more from the teachers in the group, and don't worry about the rest."
Zhao Yu lowered his eyes, paused and said, "Understood, I'll pay homage to grandma after I'm finished."
He smiled: "Success, then I'm busy." He was about to hang up the phone, and suddenly called her: "Zhao Yu."
She put the phone back to her ear again: "Huh?"
He smiled and said, "Don't be sad, grandma passed away peacefully."
In the end, it was he who comforted her in turn.
Zhao Yu's originally smothered tears couldn't hold back at once. I hung up the phone, covered my head with a pillow like I did when I was a child, hid in bed and cried a lot.
Within a few days, the fashion star ceremony official announced this year's opening guest - Horch.
In the end, Horch agreed to go to the rescue.
He is currently filming a modern criminal investigation drama with Sheng Qiao in Hangzhou. The Fashion Star Ceremony is held in Shanghai. The two places are close, which is convenient.
Zhao Yu adjusted his state and continued to devote himself to his role.
It wasn't until the end of May that her role was finally wrapped up.
This should be the most difficult drama she has ever filmed. The director of every rivalry with the old drama bone requires that her acting skills must be accurate to every subtle expression and eyes, so she does not hesitate to reshoot with NG over and over again.
This was even more stressful than when she was in the college entrance examination. She was tense all day long, humbly asked for advice, devoted herself wholeheartedly, and did not dare to be distracted at all. It can be regarded as meeting the high standard required by the director.
It is expected that after the broadcast of this drama, her transformation in the film and television industry should go smoothly.
But the filming of this drama went so smoothly, thanks to Ji Shucheng who took her by the hand. The more detached a person is, the less airs he has. No wonder she has been popular for so many years.
At the wrap-up banquet, Zhao Yu prepared gifts for the crew. She personally selected the gifts for each teacher according to their own preferences. What she gave to Ji Shucheng was a painting of a gentleman in bamboo painted by Shen Qingyun, a famous Chinese painting master in China.
The painting was packed in a carved sandalwood box. When handing it over, Ji Shucheng smiled and asked, "Is it a painting?"
Zhao Yu gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Ji is really smart."
Xia Yuan looked at the simple gift box in his hand, and then at Ji Shucheng's sandalwood box, and instantly felt sore: "Is there such a big difference?"
Ji Shucheng shook his head and smiled, and asked Zhao Yu, "Can you open it and have a look?"
Zhao Yu made a gesture of invitation: "Of course, if it's given to you, it's yours. Take a look."
Ji Shucheng put the box on the vacant dining table, opened it, and took out the scroll tied with gold thread. The battle was so big that people around came to watch, and as the ink paintings spread out in front of their eyes, there was a sound of exclamation all around.
"This painting is very expensive at first glance!"
"Shen Qingyun, I know! I've been to her art exhibition before!"
"Our heroine is different from the hero."
"This painting is bamboo, the gentleman in the bamboo, it is really suitable for Mr. Ji, you can see that we, Xiaoyu, have put our heart into it!"
The onlookers talked a lot, and some even took a few photos with their mobile phones. Ji Shucheng looked down at the painting for a while, then rolled it up again, and smiled gently at Zhao Yu: "I like the gift very much, thank you."
Zhao Yu smiled and tilted his head with his hands behind his back, "As long as Teacher Ji likes it."
At the end of the wrap-up banquet, the entry of #赵瑜礼吉朱堂竹中君子图# was the most searched entry.
There was a mixed bag of fish and dragons at the banquet, and no one knew who posted the photos on the Internet. Netizens came to eat melons one after another:
——Is this the work of master Shen Qingyun
——Check it out, the price is six figures, zy is really willing
——After all, he is the film king, so can he not please him
——You can see sour chicken even if you eat a melon. Is it because it is too mushy when it is steamed recently, so whoever catches who bites who
——Zy has prepared gifts for the whole crew. I heard that she has benefited a lot from filming this time. The old actors taught acting personally, especially the actor who taught the most. It is normal to give gifts to thank you
——"The Gentleman in the Bamboo", it is really suitable for Mr. Ji, zy has a heart
——It’s so easy to knock QAQ idiom cp is so easy to knock! ! ! Can't wait to watch the drama
——To be honest, these two are a bit compatible, one is still and the other is moving, one is warm and the other is hot, they complement each other!
——Zy said before that jsc is her ideal type, maybe these two really fell in love because of the drama
——It’s just a relationship between seniors and seniors. Please pay more attention to Zhao Yu’s stage and works.
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Taking advantage of this wave of hot searches, the show took the opportunity to promote "Nine Heavens". The male characters are still in the finale. It is expected that the whole show will be finished in June, and it is tentatively scheduled to be broadcast in March next year. Netizens are extremely looking forward to it.
Early the next morning, Zhao Yu flew back to Beijing. After resting at home for two days, I made an appointment with Jiang Yu to go back to Hangzhou to pay homage to Grandma Shen.
The funeral has been over for a month, and the flowers in front of the tomb have all withered. The old man in the black-and-white photo on the tombstone smiled kindly and combed her favorite hair bun. Zhao Yu squatted and looked at it for a while, but he didn't feel sad at all.
Grandma Shen is such a good person, she will definitely go to heaven to reunite with her son.