"Are you ready? Let's switch to the side close-up and walk around from Jiang Tong to Gao Kun's side." Kuncheng's voice interrupted Xia Xiqing's stupefaction. He quickly arranged his expression and walked to the position before Jiang Tong just sat down.
"Pay attention to the shaking feeling of the handheld lens, don't be too much, but show mood swings." Director Kun explained a lot to the photography and sat in front of the monitor. "After the start, Jiang Tong sat down, Gao Kun said not to rely on me too much Near. Do you understand?"
"Yeah." Xia Xiqing turned halfway and lowered his head, his palms were sweating, and his heart slammed into his chest frantically, completely unable to return to Jiang Tong's emotions.
"Action!"
Jiang Tong turned around and stooped down, preparing to sit down next to Gao Kun. Gao Kun suddenly said, "Don't lean too close to me."
This sentence made Jiang Tong stunned for a moment, his eyes were puzzled, but he moved a little away and sat down.
It's better to be farther away.
Jiang Tong was sitting on the side of the road. The long scream of cicadas special for summer was stored on the plane tree behind him. There was a strong resonance with the faster and faster heartbeat. He turned his head to look at Gao Kun. This person looked like some kind of savage plant or animal, in short, the kind he hadn't seen before.
Sharp eyebrows, gentle heart.
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at you..."
Xia Xiqing suddenly realized that he had just been confused. This kind of dialogue will only happen to Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, not to Jiang Tong and Gao Kun.
"I'm sorry." Xia Xiqing raised his hand to hold his forehead, but quickly put it down, and hurriedly stood up to apologize to the staff, "Let's do it again, I just forgot the words."
Despite what he said, Zhou Ziheng could see it clearly. Jiang Tong didn't have a word after Gao Kun finished the paragraph just now. His eyes looked at Xia Xiqing, who was obviously a little depressed, and a conjecture appeared in his heart.
Kuncheng said at the other end, "It's okay, let's have another one, or start from that place."
Just when Xia Xiqing was about to reset, Zhou Ziheng spoke again.
"Sorry, I said too much just now and it affected your state."
I don't know why, Xia Xiqing suddenly panicked, as if there was some unseen secret that had been stripped away by life and was about to be revealed, he said without thinking, "No. It has nothing to do with you."
Speaking too fast, it seems like speaking to yourself. It's hard to get over the water. Anyway, when it comes to this, Xia Xiqing simply said it too much.
"I don't remember what you just said."
She wrapped her shell tightly and couldn't come out anyway.
He was so scared for the first time.
"Action!"
"What are you looking at?"
Hearing Gao Kun's words, Jiang Tong turned his head without any response. In fact, he wanted to ask the man in front of him harshly, why he followed him that night and why he wanted to kill him. If he can go smoothly. When Lili said all these things, he would definitely question.
But he can't help it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Tong just wanted to leave quietly. Last time, this person didn't really kill himself. This time he saved him. It's a counterbalance, so you don't want to meet him again in the future. He turned his head and glanced at him again, and found that the blood from the wound on his brow bone had not completely coagulated, and the blood had dripped to his cheeks. In addition, his knuckles were also worn out, his lips were torn apart, and his jaw was bluish.
Jiang Tong sighed inaudibly, and pulled the old and large work clothes on his body with both hands. Finally, he unbuttoned the black short sleeves that were washed gray. He has been wearing this dress for two years, and the seams on the sides have been stitched. Jiang Tong grabbed the seam with his hand and pulled it apart with great effort.
Hearing the sound of the fabric cracking, Gao Kun turned his head to look at him, and found that Jiang Tong had torn the hem of the T-shirt inside and wrinkled his face with all his strength, and then pulled off a long black cloth strip.
After a sigh of relief, Jiang Tong leaned over, holding a cloth strip in one hand, and preparing to grab Gao Kun's injured right hand in the other. Before touching Gao Kun's injured right hand, he was avoided by Gao Kun, as if he had been stimulated. Yes, he stood up and took two steps back, emotionally, "Don't touch me."
Jiang Tong was stunned for two seconds. He raised his head and glanced at Gao Kun, with an awkward look on his face. He blinked twice without saying a word, retracted his hand, and tore the black from his clothes. Tucked the cloth strips back into his pockets, lowered his head and quickly fastened the buttons of his work clothes.
With the palm of one hand supporting the ground, Jiang Tong reluctantly stood up. Although his stomach still hurts and his feet hurt, he just wants to leave here now.
Gao Kun watched his reaction, watched his series of actions, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, like the feeling that he accidentally stepped on a small snail when he was playing in the field when he was a child.
He gritted his back molars, "Hey."
Jiang Tong's shoulders shrank again, but this time, instead of stopping, he limped and speeded up.
The blood smeared his eyelashes, Gao Kun raised his hand and wiped it with the back of his hand. He frowned and looked at the blood stain on the back of his hand in disgust. Then he looked at the stubborn boy in front of him. He raised his foot and quickly drove two steps, "You Walking so fast will definitely be useless."
Jiang Tong didn't know, his feet hurt terribly, but he couldn't get behind the people behind him no matter how hard he tried.
Every time he took a step, the end of the black strip of cloth in his pocket swayed a few times with his staggering pace. Gao Kun stretched out his hand, took off the cloth strip, and quickly wrapped it around his palm several times, wrapping his knuckles that were bleeding.
"I told you not to go."
no response.
"stop!"
Jiang Tong finally stopped. Hearing obstacles made him only use the hearing aids plugged in his ears when he perceives the world. They were so old and yellow that they would make noisy and harsh sounds from time to time. Jiang Tong has been accustomed to this kind of noise since he first put it on when he was ten years old and was rescued from the silent world.
But the voice of the person behind him was too clear, as if he didn't use this small instrument, but through another medium, he went straight into his heart. Clear enough to be frightening.
"I'm sick." If the other party walked to his side casually, "the kind that would be contagious."
Jiang Tong looked up at him, the hearing aids embedded in his ears were a little loose, he stuffed them in, and stood still, "What... I'm sick..." The way he spoke was still strenuous as before, as serious as just A child who learns to speak.
The boy with dyed red hair lowered his head, did not speak, nor did Jiang Tong, standing in front of him a little awkwardly.
The camera shakes, like a person's heart struggling endlessly. Gao Kun's brows were frowned, his fingers clenched and loosened, his Adam's apple went up and down like a knuckle in his throat.
If you take the silence apart and look at it, it must be countless invisible struggles. No matter what the silence.
"I frightened you that night." He finally spoke, but still bowed his head and kicked a small stone away with his foot. "I was crazy at the time and felt that I would not live long, so I didn't want to be so A person died of illness alone, no one knows where the rotten is. I'm so fucking fucking in my life, why is it me, I didn't do anything wrong, why should I, I just want to make money! And I really didn't Method… "
He talked a lot, spoke fast, and with heavy emotions, Jiang Tong heard part of it clearly, and the rest was up to guessing. But he heard that he didn't want to die alone.
I don't want to.
Suddenly grasping a common point made Jiang Tong let go of his guard. Sometimes people are so inexplicable. They were scared to death in the last second, but now they are no longer afraid. He bit his lower lip and tried to speak, "That, that... you... now, now... still... thinking..."
"Not anymore. I had a damn brain convulsion at the time. Actually, I didn't want to kill after seeing you..." He didn't finish, as if he was hesitating to use his words, but at the end he thought about it for a long time and didn't continue. Instead, he raised his head to Jiang Tongyang. A bruised chin, "My name is Gao Kun, what's your name?"
The sudden questioning caught Jiang Tong by surprise, "Jiang... Jiang..."
"Jiang what?"
Gao Kun's questioning made Jiang Tong, who was born unclear, even more panicked. He was so nervous that he couldn't say anything. The tip of his tongue was pressed firmly against the back of his teeth, and he tried to pronounce the word "Tong", but it seemed to be blocked. Same, I couldn't send it out, my face flushed with anxiety.
"Hey, why are you in a hurry. Don't bite your tongue." He wanted to reach out and pat him, but as soon as he reached out, he saw the blood on his hand. Gao Kun frowned and stretched out his foot to touch his toe.
Jiang Tong raised his head suddenly.
"Why? Remember your name?" Gao Kun raised his eyebrows, but accidentally pulled the wound on his brow bone, and took another breath, "Fuck it, it hurts."
"Tong..."
"Poke?"
His pronunciation was inaccurate, and Gao Kun was confused when he heard him, "Jiang Tong?" Jiang Tong shook his head, and made two gestures in the air with his hand out, and he wrote his Tong character in the air for a long time, but Gao Kun still didn't understand. , He stretched his hand to Gao Kun's hand, prepared to write on his palm in a hurry, and was again avoided by Gao Kun.
Jiang Tong's eyes were dimmed for a moment. The cars on the road whizzed by, and the whistle of the cars was sharp and abrupt. They stunned the birds hidden in the dense foliage, and fluttered out of the unreachable sky with their wings.
Its recklessness and panic took away a slap-like green leaf, like a frightened feather, it fell leisurely with the wind, and fluttered between Jiang Tong and Gao Kun.
Jiang Tong stretched out his hand and grabbed the sycamore leaf with his slender hand. The setting sun illuminates its veins, as if it illuminates the capillaries under the back of Jiang Tong's white hands.
A look of joy appeared on his face for an instant, holding the leaf and shaking it in front of Gao Kun.
"Why shake?" Gao Kun looked at him with a foolish expression, "Isn't it just a sycamore leaf."
Indus? Gao Kun's eyes flashed, "Your name is Jiang Tong?"
Jiang Tong nodded immediately, looking happy. The closer to the night, the darker and denser the sunset color, adding a bit of blood to Jiang Tong's overly pale face, like the beautiful fruits on the imported frozen shelves in the supermarket.
"Jiang Tong... It's okay, let's listen." Gao Kun couldn't say anything literate. He coughed twice and snatched the leaf from his hand and turned it on the tip of his finger. what?"
"Gao... Kun..." Amazingly, compared to his own name, he posted the words Gao Kun much more standardly. After speaking, he showed an expression waiting to be praised. Gao Kun stopped turning Leaf's fingers, and looked at the leaf surface, which was quite clean.
He gently touched Jiang Tong's head with the leaf, "Okay, it's amazing."
"Cut!"
I finally ended the filming before the sunset. I switched shots several times in the middle. Fortunately, the two actors' scenes were connected, and the efficiency was not reduced. After the filming was over, Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing both ran to the monitor to watch. Unlike Zhou Ziheng, an experienced veteran, Xia Xiqing was actually a little nervous, even though he was usually inattentive and lazy, once he did something. , The eagerness to win is heavier than anyone else.
"The movement of the foot that Gao Kun just added is good." Kuncheng is used to calling the character's name on the set. He pointed to the screen, "The touch with the back of the leaf just matched it." He raised his head to look at Zhou Ziheng, "Very good. Not bad, you can do whatever you want on the spot. As long as it doesn't affect the progress, I definitely encourage you. Don't act hard, it's boring. Acting, not acting."
Kuncheng said so much, Xia Xiqing was absent-minded and didn't listen too much. When Zhou Ziheng's toes reached for the filming just now, he was already startled and almost NG.
"Jiang Tong is also very good, the expressive eyesight is very talented."
Xia Xiqing recovered and smiled at Director Kun.
"Go eat something first," Kuncheng looked at his watch, "At half past eight, we will go to a special night shot. Gao Kun and Jiang Tong will immediately change their looks after dinner."
Zhou Ziheng saw Xia Xiqing in a daze. When the director left, he took Xia Xiqing's arm, "What's wrong? Tired?"
"No." Xia Xiqing wiped his face, "a little tired." The two people followed most of the crew and left. Zhou Ziheng got into his nanny car before his feet. Ronaldinho was taking out his dinner, and when he turned around, he found that Xia Xiqing was not seen. NS.
"Huh? What about others?"
Xiao Luo tutted twice, "Did you forget? Sister Jiang Yin equipped him with a nanny car and an assistant, not in our car." He stuffed his chopsticks into Zhou Ziheng's hands, "Hurry up, eat it up at 6 o'clock in the morning. Now, you really don’t feel tired."
In the past, when filming, when he called Cut Zhou Ziheng, he became taciturn. The process of acting consumed too much emotion, which made him become tired when he returned to himself. But when Xia Xiqing was there, it was different. Regarding the change back to Zhou Ziheng, he Can't wait.
The chopsticks added a green vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth. It was really tasteless. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice. Ronaldinho looked at it and asked, “Is the air conditioner not cool enough? It’s too hot to eat.” He turned down again. After a few times, I heard the noise outside, got up from my seat and looked at it, "Why is it so lively?"
He couldn't see clearly through the blackout glass, Ronaldinho simply opened the door and poked his head out to take a glance, "Hey, what are you doing, there are popsicles? Hey, give me a stick, what does it smell like? ?"
His own little assistant was hooked out. Zhou Ziheng looked up at the car door disgustingly. Who knew that Xia Xi Qingmai got into the car with his long legs, slammed the door, and held a bag in his hand. The popsicles were thrown on his table.
The surprise on Zhou Ziheng's face couldn't be hidden, "Bought it for me?"
"Don't eat it, right?" Xia Xiqing grabbed the popsicle and tore open the bag, "Then I will eat it myself."
"Eat!" Zhou Ziheng quickly snatched the popsicle he was thinking of, tearing open the bag and putting it in his mouth, his teeth trembled because of the ice, and he said it was delicious.
"No one will rob you, everyone has it."
It turns out that the popsicles Ronaldinho said just now were bought by Xia Xiqing. Realizing this, Zhou Ziheng was instantly disappointed, "Everyone has it."
"No, it cost me a lot of money." Xia Xiqing took the chopsticks in front of Zhou Ziheng very easily and pulled the food he was eating twice, then put down the chopsticks, "You didn't want to eat popsicles just now. Don't eat it again?" He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist and brought the popsicle in front of him, and took a bite. "It's delicious."
Seeing that Zhou Ziheng’s face was still unhappy, Xia Xiqing understood it all at once. He held his chin in his hand and smiled lazily, and flicked his fingers on his face leisurely, “I bought others for three yuan. I bought you the most expensive one, three or four layers of sandwiches."
Zhou Ziheng glanced at him shortly.
"It doesn't matter if you are upset, but you have to figure out the causality." Xia Xiqing tapped on the takeaway box with chopsticks in hand, "I, I bought them just to buy you popsicles, not for They bought one for you by the way, understand?"
The cream on the ice cream melted a little bit, and it dripped down. It was a pity that Xia Xiqing broke Zhou Ziheng's hand and grabbed the ice cream, "You don't eat it, it's a waste. I might as well feed it to the dog."
"Who said I won't eat it?" Seeing Xia Xiqing took the ice cream and took a bite and walked outside, Zhou Ziheng was anxious. The pain was so unstable that he fell down. Xia Xiqing was startled when he heard the sound and quickly turned around to look at it. As a result, Zhou Ziheng was thrown into the nanny's car, which was originally quite spacious.
This actor, who has never acted in a romantic movie, has been prompted by a series of coincidences to stage the worst scene in an idol drama.
Throw down, press tightly, and touch your lips.
The soft touch awakened Zhou Ziheng from the pain. He raised his head, fearing to press Xia Xiqing, and quickly got up from him.
"Fuck... Lao Tzu's back..." Xia Xiqing also sat up with her waist, her squinted eyes loosened slightly, and her sight slowly became clear.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it."
I apologize habitually again, no matter what.
The ice cream in my hand is half melted and drips sticky between my fingers. The sticky touch makes people uncomfortable. Xia Xiqing raised his hand, licked the creamy white cream on his fingertips, cast his eyes lazily, looking at Zhou Ziheng's sincere face every time he apologized.
He took a bite of ice cream, knelt on the ground, leaned forward to Zhou Ziheng's, and kissed his mouth. Ice-cold and moist ice cream, soft and warm lips, the tip of the tongue violently invades as soon as it touches, and the softest weapon is used to fight ice and fire, and the rich sweetness is ignited.
The short prank came to an end. Xia Xiqing stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of Zhou Ziheng's creamy mouth, and the ice cream that melted in his hand returned to Zhou Ziheng's hand. The tail of his eyes was provoked, and the smile in his tone was provocative and appealing. .
"Sorry, I did it on purpose."
The author has something to say: Smile: Ronaldinho, your baby-sitter car just shook, and it shook very badly!
Ronaldinho ran over to stop Xiaoxiao: Don't don't open the door!
Xiaoxiao (naive face): Why
Ronaldinho (smirking and pulling away): Let's eat popsicles [who knows what they are doing in it...