After February 10, the atmosphere in the crew gradually became restless. Xu Luoyang was standing in front of the full-length mirror. The stylist and assistant were putting armor on him. Because it was too heavy, Lu Di held a hand beside him.
Receiving Lu Di's eyes, Xu Luoyang coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Sister Fang, it seems that the Chinese New Year is a week away. During the Chinese New Year, will our group have a holiday?" Anxiously waiting for an answer.
Tang Fang was not euphemistic at all, "According to the past practice, there is no holiday."
In order to improve the efficiency and save the running-in time of the crew, Chu Wei has a set of his own fixed team. A stylist like Tang Fang, who has worked with Chu Wei for several plays, is very aware of the director's habits.
Hearing this answer, Xu Luoyang and Lu Di looked at each other, and their hearts were broken into eight petals.
However, the high-intensity filming made Xu Luoyang instinctively put away his sentimental thoughts of not taking a holiday during the Spring Festival as soon as he stepped out of the dressing room. It was in the early morning, outside the king's tent, the torches were dyed red in the night, and the group performance in armor was already in place. Director Chu was standing on a shelf more than one meter high, debugging the equipment. Xu Luoyang didn't need anyone to remind him, he consciously stood at the set point.
But he only stood for two minutes, and the light master raised his head and quarreled with Director Chu on the shelf. Director Chu spoke coldly and viciously. , the war escalated rapidly.
Visually guessing that there would be no result in ten minutes, Xu Luoyang didn't want to be dragged into the battle by either side, so he sat a little further away with the small bench, and very leisurely started to apply the ointment on the palm of his hand - the ointment brought by Qi Changan The effect was particularly good. Within two days, the wound was almost healed, and only a few shallow scars remained.
After thinking about it, Xu Luoyang asked Lu Di to take a full-body photo of him with his mobile phone. After confirming that the person in the photo was full of vigor, he sent it to Qi Changan, with a self-assessment, "I show the majesty of the emperor! "
Xu Luoyang originally thought that after four o'clock in the morning, Qi Changan must be sleeping, but he didn't expect the other party to reply in a second, "My emperor's fortune is long." Obviously, he still hasn't slept.
Looking at this sentence, Xu Luoyang's typing hand paused, and he simply sent a voice over, "Chang'an, are you not feeling well?" Basically, he made a voice, and Qi Changan would make a voice as long as it was convenient.
Qi Changan responded more slowly this time, "I don't feel so uncomfortable after taking the medicine."
Xu Luoyang was very familiar with Qi Changan's tone. He heard that the sentence was obviously weak. He was worried when another message popped up on the screen, "Can you start the video?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Luoyang sent a video invitation to go there. Soon, Qi Changan appeared on the phone screen. He should be leaning on the head of the bed, pale, wearing black pajamas, with a loose neckline, and his collarbone can be seen.
Subconsciously getting closer, Xu Luoyang worried, "Why are you losing weight again? Are you unable to eat?"
"Well, the weather is too cold and the appetite is not good, but it's not a big problem." Qi Changan looked at his heavily armored look and smiled, "My emperor is filming in the early morning?"
Feeling that the word "My Emperor" was uttered by Qi Changan, it was inexplicably very Su, Xu Luoyang raised his hand and touched the golden crown he was wearing on his head, and nodded carefully, "Yes, the scene to be shot this time is very grand." Said, he took the mobile phone and shook it around, showing Qi Changan the surrounding scene, "I'm okay, I hurry up and slept for three hours in the middle, and it was only when Chu Dao and the others worked hard, and they all stayed up all night."
He poked the screen with his finger again, "Is it really better? Did Liangqiu follow you?"
"Follow, he lives next door." Qi Changan leaned on the pillow relaxedly and said with a smile, "After seeing you, it's much better."
His heart beat a beat, and the tips of Xu Luoyang's ears were a little hot, just when he saw Director Chu gesturing to him, so he speeded up his speech, "The director is calling someone, you must rest well, remember to take medicine, and pay attention to your body. ."
Looking at Qi Changan, who was ill but still smiling at him, a burst of grief surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but say, "You have to be fine."
Qi Changan nodded, "Okay, you go to film, I'll sleep right away."
After hanging up the video, Xu Luoyang threw the phone to Lu Di to help hold it. After thinking about it, he was not at ease, and exhorted, "If Changan calls, you must remind me, and if I am filming, give me a gesture. "
When he said this, he had already made up seventy-seven forty-nine ways of pretending to be ng.
Seeing Lu Di nod, Xu Luoyang walked under the camera.
This scene is a scene in which the emperor's son, Chu Yu, drives a personal expedition and punishes the generals. Zichu has a strange and fickle personality, is difficult to please, and has a tough hand. He is not an emperor who listens to persuasion. Hearing that the enemy army had conquered the three cities in a row, he personally brought food and grass to the front line.
At this time, Zichu was sitting on the high platform, the wind in the wilderness was hunting, the burning torches changed the night into the day, and the five-clawed black dragon embroidered on the Wang Zhanqi was about to devour people.
He was playing with the emerald-colored glass cup in his hand, his dark red lips were frivolous, and his final voice raised slightly, "Why don't the generals speak?"
None of the generals under the seat dared to raise their heads.
Zichu's smile deepened, and he threw the glass cup in his hand suddenly, with a "snap" sound, the fragments splashed all over the place. He stood up, stepped directly on the case in front of him with his left foot, leaned forward, his eyes were gloomy, and his smile was not a smile, "Take me as a fool, right? I thought I was trapped in a deep palace and was better than a woman's hand. do not understand anything."
As he spoke, he slowed down his speech and instructed the guards in front of him, "Bring my three generals, Wang, Yang, and Zhao, to the outside of the tent and behead them."
The guards moved quickly and dragged the man out quickly.
Zichu then stood up again and said slowly, "Those who want to retreat to the two cities and hand over the city to others will all be punished with treason. Do you want to try it?"
All the generals knelt down one after another, "I dare not!"
Zi Chu, who was a little thin, turned his back and looked at the large marching battle map on the wooden frame, "Get out of the way, and under your feet is our territory, don't give in half a step!"
After the trick was finished, Director Chu called to stop, stood behind the monitor, and carefully looked at the effect of the shooting, while discussing with the lighting engineer.
Seeing that he had nothing to do with him for the time being, Xu Luoyang sat directly on the ground and overwhelmed a large piece of withered grass. The armor on his body is too heavy, and in winter, he sweats all over.
Lu Di trotted over with a thermos cup, "Mr. Qi didn't call."
"Well, anyway, you pay attention." Xu Luoyang took two sips of water, looked up at the sky, "Speaking of New Year's Eve, we have to film in the crew, in this wilderness, the wind is strong, I always feel that my heart is now It's cold."
Lu Di nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Xu Luoyang tightened the lid of the cup, "It is better for everyone to suffer than to suffer alone. You should have a holiday from New Year's Eve, come over again on the third day of the third year, and go back to accompany your parents, otherwise your uncles and aunts will almost forget what you look like."
Seeing that Lu Di was about to refuse, he smiled and patted the other person's shoulder, "Parents and mothers are waiting for you at home, it's good. And didn't your mother arrange a blind date for you? Try to get rid of the single as soon as possible, Dizi!"
Lu Di was a little embarrassed and touched the back of his head, "Okay, I'll be back in the third year of junior high."
But to everyone's surprise, on the morning of New Year's Eve, Director Chu found out in conscience and announced that the entire crew would be given two days off, and the filming would resume on the second day of the new year.
Because he was too excited, Xu Luoyang wore more than 20 pounds of armor, and ran over to give the director a bear hug. Unexpectedly, the director did not hold the strength and sat on the ground directly, causing a burst of laughter around him.
Xu Luoyang stood there a little helplessly, "Director, can I still get the red envelope?"
Chu Wei stood up with a cold face, "Go to Qi Changan, I won't give it!"
"… "
Xu Luoyang arrived in city B in the afternoon, and was recognized by several fans on the plane, so he quickly bribed the other party to help keep it secret. The fans were also very cooperative. Before leaving, they whispered, "I hope you and Mr. Qi have a happy Spring Festival!"
After getting off the plane, Xu Luoyang sent this incident and what the fans had said to Qi Changan, and then sent an emoji package saying "I beg the big guy to give me a red envelope".
When he picked up his luggage, he saw that Qi Changan had really sent him twelve red envelopes, each of which was eight hundred and eighty-eight. Happy to receive them next to each other, Xu Luoyang hurriedly sent a message to the past, his tone was very flattering, "Mr. Qi Happy Chinese New Year, next year's good health and smooth work!"
Qi Changan's reply was still very quick, "Well, happy Spring Festival even in the hustle and bustle." He asked again, "Have you returned to City B?"
"Well, I just got off the plane." Xu Luoyang then sent another message, "I thought I was going to celebrate the New Year in the crew, but I didn't expect Director Chu to be so kind!"
Suddenly hearing someone call his name, Xu Luoyang looked up and saw a large circle of fans gathered not far ahead, all holding light signs with his name written on them.
Xu Luoyang, who didn't bring an agent and no assistant, was stunned - what the fuck, my fans are all fbi
However, the tacit understanding between the two sides has always been very good. Xu Luoyang walked over and raised his voice, "Happy Chinese New Year, fairies, I will stand for two minutes and pose. Can you take pictures as you please? Let me go after taking pictures. They're all waiting for the New Year's Eve dinner."
Fans were amused by his pitiful expression and said ok. Just two minutes later, he consciously gave him a way out.
However, no one in Xu Luoyang's family was waiting for him to have a New Year's Eve dinner together. When he opened the door, it was quiet, spotless and clean, but he was not very popular. He put the suitcase in the hallway, went directly to the bathroom to take a shower, and then fell on the bed, ready to sleep until the first day of the new year.
In a daze, I vaguely heard the sound of the doorbell. With his hair in a mess, Xu Luoyang walked to the door in his slippers, rubbing his eyes and thinking, the property fee has been paid, and there is no takeaway or courier. Even Brother Zheng went home to accompany his family for the New Year. Now, who will look for him at this time
When he opened the door and saw the person standing at the door, Xu Luoyang's mind was almost stuck, and he murmured, "Chang'an?"
He never thought that it would be Qi Changan who knocked on the door.
From January 18th to now, he hadn't seen Qi Changan for a whole month. His eyes were glued to the other's face, and he couldn't take it away.
"Happy Spring Festival." Qi Changan stood at the door, wearing a dark long coat, and carrying two large lunch boxes.
Xu Luoyang suddenly couldn't speak, and it took a long time for him to say, "Happy New Year." He even pinched his fingers stupidly - it hurts! It's not really a dream.
Except for the situation where the whole crew celebrates the New Year together on the set, it has been a long time since no one has celebrated the New Year with him. The friends around him all have family members who need to be reunited. It is already a good friendship to be able to make a phone call on New Year's Eve, but he is also used to New Year's Eve alone.
Standing at the door, Xu Luoyang watched Qi Changan change his slippers, and then took the lunch box into the kitchen, thinking in his heart that if he left after dinner, he would be super satisfied. After thinking about it, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the door frame and laughed.
Qi Changan didn't find the plate, turned around and waved to the person who was still standing at the door, "Noisy, where is the plate?"
Xu Luoyang couldn't stop smiling, he took out the plate that he had never used before, and helped organize the packaged dishes. When I found that there was a Buddha jumping over the wall, my eyes lit up, "Sure enough, Brother Chang'an is the best!"
Qi Changan still couldn't hold back, reached out and rubbed his messy hair, "This is the first time you know?"
Two people brought the food to the table, five dishes and one soup, and the portion was very large. Xu Luoyang also happily ran to get the wine, turned up the volume of the TV a little bit, and ate the New Year's Eve dinner in a proper manner.
Xu Luoyang was laughing the whole time, his eyes curved like a crescent moon. He felt that every dish was particularly delicious, and the wine was also particularly delicious. Qi Changan found that he had finished drinking two bottles, and reached out and opened the bottle a little, "Don't drink, you're going to be drunk."
Shaking his head, Xu Luoyang was actually still very awake, just a little dizzy. He rested his chin on his hand, stared at Qi Changan, and after drinking, he was very courageous, and then he directly said the thought that had been hovering in his heart for a long time, "Changan, can you stay and celebrate the New Year together? "
After I finished speaking, I regretted it again, feeling that I was not enough. But he really wanted to be able to celebrate the New Year together.
Qi Changan quickly understood that Xu Luoyang thought he would leave after dinner, but he didn't explain much, just nodded, "Okay, let's celebrate New Year's Eve together."
After being stunned for two seconds, Xu Luoyang's smile became brighter, "So happy!"
After eating, he let Qi Changan sit on the sofa, Xu Luoyang rubbed his forehead, walked over fairly smoothly, opened the piano cover, sat on the piano bench, tilted his head and said to Qi Changan, "The Misguided Road" I've already written the lyrics and music for the ending song, so I'll sing it to you, okay? You're the first listener!"
The central air conditioner in the room was very warm, and Qi Changan felt a little hot. He unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and nodded with a smile, "Okay."
This is the first time that Qi Changan has heard Xu Luoyang sing seriously. His singing voice is a little different from when he usually speaks. Maybe because the ending song of "Fork Road" is more lyrical. The first two sentences have a distinct nasal tone and a very gentle breath. Like the gurgling water of a mountain stream.
But in the middle, it was replaced by a sad and hoarse singing, which made Qi Changan suddenly feel like his heart was being held tightly.
After the song was sung, the final sound of the piano keys dissipated in the air. Xu Luoyang sat on the piano bench for a while, and suddenly he fell down, his head hit the piano keys directly, and made a "bang" sound.
This sound completely awakened Xu Luoyang's drunkenness. He ran to Qi Changan in a few steps, very nervous, "Changan, please help me, is it swollen? I am someone who wants to wear a wig! Shangzhen brings a bag back, Director Chu will ridicule the full opening!"
Qi Changan was amused, he lifted the shattered hair on his forehead and looked at it seriously, "It's not swollen, it's still very handsome." As he spoke, he gently rubbed the pulp of his thumb, "Okay, it doesn't hurt to make trouble."
Looking at Qi Changan's eyes, Xu Luoyang's eyes suddenly turned sour.
It was half past eleven, Xu Luoyang finally straightened his hair, took a selfie with his mobile phone, posted it on Weibo, and sent a few New Year's messages. He scrolled down and found that five of his ten Weibo posts included selfies, and he also noticed that the angles of each selfie were different!
How serious is my obsessive-compulsive disorder
He gently touched Qi Changan with his elbow, "Changan, which angle do you think my selfie looks better?"
"The one posted on New Year's Day last January, the light and angle are very good." After saying it, both of them were stunned.
Xu Luoyang blinked, and a few pieces of data slipped past in his mind - last year's New Year's Day, it was also a Weibo post 415 days ago. And according to his own update frequency, one is definitely more than one Weibo.
He looked at Qi Changan and couldn't help but ask, "You—"
Qi Changan seemed to know what he was going to ask, "Well, I've seen it all."
I've seen every one of your Weibo and every selfie.
The fierce beast locked in the iron cage in his heart began to struggle again - wanting more, wanting to be closer, wanting to tell him. But in the end, Qi Changan still did not let himself go, and hung a big lock on the iron cage again.
You'll drag him into a putrid swamp.
Then, in the faint sound of fireworks and firecrackers, he heard Xu Luoyang say seriously, "Actually, if you don't know how to post Weibo, you can ask me, and I will teach you. Go through my previous Weibo one by one. It's really hard to come to study! Besides, my previous Weibo reference value is actually not high, and it belongs to the type of self-releasing."
No wonder now, when I click on Qi Changan's homepage, almost every Weibo post is forwarded by him.
After thinking about it, Xu Luoyang went on to say, "Speaking of which, you don't want to fire people, you can actually use Weibo at will. But it's normal for you to worry, Weibo is still very important, don't worry, I'll teach you !"
Qi Changan was a little helpless, the tension in his heart loosened again, and smiled, "Okay, you teach me."
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Qiqi, hurry up and call the teacher~