Fang Lin's role here is getting less and less. After all, he is only the third male lead, and the following scenes are basically a lot of rival scenes between the heroine and the second male lead. In the whole plot line, if the male lead is Ji Haiyao's past, then the second male lead is the present she should have.
The male number two has a wealthy family, and the gentleman pursues her decently without crossing the line.
She didn't know about Jinghe's "rebirth" at first, and she almost forgot the boy she used to be, and fell in love with the mature second male lead. Therefore, she only felt that her first love who suddenly appeared in front of her was unreasonable. She had obviously left him without saying goodbye before, but now she had to say confidently, "I want to chase you, and I want to compete fairly with him."
The ending of the story is naturally that Ji Haiyao found out the reason why the other party left back then, the two of them no longer had any secrets, and the struggles of those years were completely exposed in her eyes. In the end, the closed loop of rebirth was broken, and Ji Haiyao also accepted Jing He's pursuit again. The two resolved all misunderstandings and never separated again.
It can be regarded as a quite satisfactory he.
But the author's plot rhythm is very smooth, and the writing style is also very substituting, so many people still cried while crying, "Why don't I have a boyfriend like Jing He who is willing to hold my hand across space and time".
Originally on the line of male number two, many book fans have been worried that after changing to a TV series, they will fall into the routine of all rubbish domestic dramas. The rhythm of the water injection was messed up, the priority was unclear, and a good hand was smashed. But fortunately, the crew of this time is strong enough, and the screenwriter's reputation is also guaranteed, which makes book fans rest assured that there will be no extra dramas, which is why this drama is getting so much attention now.
Fang Lin now only has one scene a day on average, and most of them are not the protagonists of the scene. There are not many lines, and it is not difficult to act.
But probably because he was familiar with the cast and crew in the group, he didn't stay in the hotel all the time, and came down to watch their performances from time to time.
Later, Chu Chen began to joke, saying that besides the director and assistant director of the scene, he must be one of the people who stare at the monitor the most all day long.
Everyone in the crew worked overtime together. After the content in this city was filmed, they could move to Zhuhai. When the scenes in Zhuhai were all over, only the male and female protagonists would come back for a scene or two, and the rest of the roles would be basically completed.
This day was the last scene in this city, Fang Lin had already asked Tao Le to pack his luggage in advance, and happily watched the hero and heroine filming in the shed.
This scene can be regarded as the communication between the male and female protagonists before solving the mystery. The emotional requirements are very important. Rong Jiu wears sunglasses and growls until his voice is hoarse. He directs the scene while drinking fat sea.
"Xiao Lan!" He waved to Lan Peirou, "Pay attention to your emotions now! Now you have confirmed this matter rationally, but you still don't want to believe it emotionally! So you have to start recalling to him what you have experienced before. Let’s start from the commissary in the third scene, the lines must be coherent, but pay attention to progress! Just now the reading is a bit flat, come again.”
Lan Peirou just nodded, Rong Jiu suddenly thought about it, looked at Fang Lin at the side, and said after a while: "Wait, otherwise, let me add a detail. Before you said 'Where is Xiao Chuan? He has experienced this kind of pain ', Fang Lin, you passed by there, but you didn't see them. Xiaolan, after you find him, pause for a while and wait for him to leave before continuing to speak your lines."
Fang Lin, who was called upon suddenly, said "Oh", "But the director, I haven't put on makeup yet!"
"You don't need makeup, it's added temporarily, you just need to show your back," Rong Jiu refused to let him refuse, "You just need to show their emotions."
"it is good."
"Come again!"
After the slate was played, Lan Peirou entered the scene very quickly. According to Rong Jiu's arrangement, she changed the way of reading her lines again, and Fang Lin entered the stage at the right time after she said that sentence, leaving only a back view, as if pass by.
Seeing that Ji Haiyao had stopped talking, Jing He followed her gaze, and just about to say "Xiao Chuan", Ji Haiyao ripped off his clothes and told him to be silent.
Jing Chuan didn't see them, he seemed to be the obedient younger brother in high school, but his pace still changed.
After Jing Chuan walked over, Ji Haiyao's tears fell suddenly: "Xiao Chuan... Where is Xiao Chuan? Is he the same as you? Has he experienced this kind of pain?"
Xiao Chuan is the brother she loves the most, she can't imagine that child will be like Jing He, if so, if so...
"No, he didn't." Jing He's lips trembled a little, he hugged Ji Haiyao without hesitation, felt her emotions, and explained in a panic, "Xiao Chuan didn't, he has been living well, and he still remembers you Sister. Just me…”
Ji Haiyao raised her head from his arms, her eyes were red, but she couldn't speak anymore because of her heartache.
"Card!" Rong Jiu said, "It's over! Take a break and prepare for the next game in Group B!"
Before Lan Peirou could fully recover from her emotions, Chu Chen let her go in a gentlemanly manner, and then took a tissue from the assistant to wipe her tears.
Fang Lin walked over, Lan Peirou tried to get out of the scene just now, raised her head and said, "Director Rong's arrangement is fine, I was still planning it, but I didn't need to think about it when I saw Fang Lin, It's in place in a second."
"I'm a little bit too." Chu Chen handed over a bottle of water, and took a small electric fan to blow dry for Lan Peirou, "The main reason is that it will be a little touching when substituting into the later plot. Director Rong is quite clever, and he just added it temporarily because he knew this. .”
"Of course it's mainly because Fang Lin's back view is emotional!"
Fang Lin was helpless and funny: "Don't brag, don't brag, I didn't even turn around, okay, I'm just a tool."
"Don't be modest, the emotions just now are real." Lan Peirou calmed down, and the next scene without her, the person who had tears in her eyelashes just now took out her mobile phone, "I'll order takeaway for everyone Let's eat some specialties of this city today, after all, we have to leave tomorrow."
After she ordered the takeaway, she continued to open the software and continued to look at it.
Fang Lin thought she was very interesting, and asked her, "Sister Peirou, did you read the original book like this?"
"It's okay, but the emotion is not as deep as it is now," Lan Peirou said, "But I really liked the protagonists in this book at the time, and I stayed up late to read it for two days before finishing it."
"By the way," she suddenly thought of something, "I sent it to you yesterday, did you send it to your friend?"
Fang Lin's face froze: "It's gone."
"It's not enough for me, I still have it here, although I don't watch that kind of old times now. It's too exaggerated."
Yes! Pompous!
After Lan Peirou said this, Fang Lin finally found the position of his experience after reading a few articles yesterday.
But he still had doubts, so he simply pretended to be ignorant and continued to ask: "But I don't quite understand, I read those titles at the time and they all looked like... that or something."
"Shame, isn't it? I think so now, but I liked it back then. When I was in middle school, the boys at the back table asked me all day long for stories about the president's mistress."
"...So," Fang Lin said, "I'm actually quite curious about this kind of audience? Why can't they be a decent family?"
"I don't understand," Lan Peirou gave him a confident look, "Think about the protagonists in the book, don't they all have huge disparities in status and status?"
Fang Lin had a strong thirst for knowledge, so he nodded.
"But it was originally intended to satisfy the readers' unattainable expectations." Lan Peirou said, "Especially this kind, you may feel awkward when you look at it, and the three views are crooked, but there will always be readers who will substitute for the protagonist. This is not the reader's fault." Wrong, it was originally a big cake drawn by the author. The author wants readers to see that Cinderella can also have fairy tales one after another. They can imagine that they are also the ordinary Cinderella, but they can be admired by perfect and excellent people. , the reader's wish is satisfied, and he will get happiness from it... "
Fang Lin said, "I understand a little bit."
"So when you think about it from this angle, why do people like to watch Ba Zong? It's just a kind of sustenance. Of course, there are also people who are well-matched and have a good relationship, but that's other readers' other desires that want to be fulfilled."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Chu Chen gave a thumbs up in a daze: "The expert is by my side."
Then Lan Peirou glared at her.
Lan Peirou said, "So how old is that friend of yours?"
The corner of Fang Lin's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously replied, "Your younger than me."
"That's quite normal." Lan Peirou didn't doubt the authenticity of this friend at all, "If you need other types next time, you can also find me, and I'll send it to your friend."
"... Thank you, sister Peirou." Fang Lin was in a complicated mood.
There are great disparities in status and status, and ordinary wishes want to be fulfilled.
He chewed Lan Peirou's last words in his heart.
I don't quite understand.
But forget it, he is not Cinderella.
In the afternoon of the second day, the whole group arrived at the airport on the prepared bus.
Because the flights were in short supply and the seats were not consistent, Fang Lin didn't have any requirements.
Chu Chen and Lan Peirou specially upgraded the cabin because they were afraid of being harassed. Just as Fang Lin was about to go to check-in with Tao Le, the other party came over with a boarding pass: "Lin, I heard There will still be people blocking the airport.”
"What's wrong?"
"You can be regarded as someone who has been on the hot search now." Tao Le has always adhered to the determination to bring out a popular artist, "so for the sake of trouble, I quietly upgraded you."
Fang Lin stared at him with wide eyes: "No need..."
"Don't scold me, I reported the account to the company, and I was promoted after I reported it, and I didn't waste money," he quickly explained, and then returned his ID card and boarding pass to Fang Lin, "Then the company... was promoted business class."
He coughed, "Hailin, the eternal God."
He pointed to the exclusive waiting room: "Go, Lin."
Fang Lin sighed: "What about you?"
The little fat man smiled and said, "I'm not promoted, so I can take the economy class. I want to check my luggage, and I have to go to Zhuhai to go through the formalities. Then you can go first. I heard that there will be a car to pick you up. "
Got a car to pick up...? The crew didn't arrange it that way.
After thinking about it for being so meticulous, maybe Duan Changke had confessed something, but Fang Lin didn't have the nerve to say it, so he just nodded: "Okay."
Tao Le happily waved to him, and went to the security check alone.
Fang Lin met Chu Chen and the others to board the plane, but they were first class, and they were not in the same class as Fang Lin. Chu Chen said: "Your company's treatment is so good, is it still a new employee benefit? Is the hotel room type upgraded? Next time I want to change jobs too."
"Okay, then I'll talk to the company executives next time I meet." Fang Lin knew that he was just joking, so he didn't pay much attention, so he went to his seat.
In the end, when he saw the person next door to him, it would be a lie to say he wasn't surprised.
He only knew that Duan Changke had operated it, but he didn't know that the content of the operation was to get the two of them on the same flight.
Fang Lin saw the people sitting in a daze, and whispered; "Mr. Duan..."
Duan Changke nodded. I haven't seen him for half a month. He has hardly changed. When he looked up, his eyes were very dull: "Business trip, drop by. I forgot to send you a flight when I called last time. Yesterday your assistant went to report and saw it." , just tuned together."
Fang Lin let out an "oh".
It turns out that not all bosses fly in private jets.
Fortunately, Duan Changke didn't speak during the trip, and Fang Lin and the rest of the crew were not in the same cabin, so no one noticed this, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
When the plane landed, he was not surprised to find that the hotel arranged by his crew was the same hotel as Duan Changke's.
Tao Le acted as a tool at this time very well, Fang Lin excused that he was looking for him and didn't go to the dinner party, avoiding other people, and then slipped in front of Duan Changke's car.
Fang Lin got into the car and heard the other party say an address.
It was already evening when we arrived nearby, the street lights had just been turned on, and the setting sun had not completely disappeared, leaving a faint afterimage among the clouds.
"I don't have anything to do tonight. I came here just to relax," Duan Changke said flatly, "Walk with me?"
The two found a bar to sit down.
Fang Lin was still surprised when he found out that it was a bar, but the overall decoration of this store is good, and the location and environment are also quite good.
Probably low season, not too loud and just the right atmosphere.
There are no loud and noisy guests, and the gap between the booths is relatively large, which preserves a private space, and the conversation at each table is not easy to be heard by others.
Duan Changke said that he saw this store on the secretary's mobile phone, and the secretary didn't come, so he was bored, so he simply called Fang Lin to come with him.
There are some musical instruments right in front of them, including drums, electric bass, and everything else, but there is only one person on it.
It was a short-haired girl with light makeup, but her facial features were so beautiful that people couldn't help but focus on her.
She is probably the resident singer of the bar, and it seems that there are guests who come for her every week, and they don't interrupt abruptly, just sit down and listen to her sing quietly.
Her voice is not the same sweet throat with pinched throat, but with a charming magnetism.
The girl first sang two very popular slow songs, and when the last wave of applause was over, she stood up and bowed, then sat down again, but this time she didn't play the gentle and gentle ballad, and her fingers moved briefly on the keys. Jump, pop a short but cheerful prelude.
“i wanna be loved by you, just you, and nobody else, but you…”
Fang Lin was stunned for a moment, this is a very old song, the original singing voice should be sweet, but she sang with her own voice in a wayward and free and easy way.
The lyrics are very simple and straightforward. After listening to a few words, their order arrived. The waiter poured wine for the two of them, and quickly brought up the food.
"Ah." Fang Lin looked at the plate in front of him, it turned out to be a very delicate dessert.
He glanced at Duan Changke with some guilt.
The female voice on the stage was still singing, the melody notes of the old songs were jumping, and she sang a retro feeling with her articulation.
Duan Changke spoke at this moment.
"Not sure if you have a sweet tooth. Is this too sweet? Do you want to change it?"
The blown shell was wrapped in liquid nitrogen, and soft powdered sugar was sprinkled on it. Fang Lin shook his head: "...no need."
He has always liked sweets.
When he looked up, he saw the corner of Duan Changke's lips twitch slightly.
Fang Lin scooped up some dessert with a spoon, feeling a little cold between his teeth.
He suddenly understood something.
Her own acting is not very good either, perhaps Duan Changke has seen through him long ago, ordered food according to his taste, and would like to add one more thoughtful thing.
The lights in the bar were a bit dim, and Fang Lin felt that the figures in the distance looked very blurry.
He smiled, but wasn't too sad.
The old song was very short, and soon the girls sang the chorus.
i couldnt aspire, to anything higher.
than to feel the desire, to make you my own.
Leaving aside the previous few sentences, Fang Lin felt that his relationship with Duan Changke was no different from what he was singing now.
"Mr. Duan should have checked me before adopting me." He said suddenly.
Duan Changke did not deny it.
If knowing where he is going is counted, then it can indeed be called having checked or understood.
"You mean when you were a resident singer in a bar?"
Fang Lin nodded, but the light was very dim, and he wasn't sure if Duan Changke saw it.
"Would you like to talk?"
"Actually, it wasn't that difficult at that time," he said.
Fang Lin recounted this incident in detail for the first time. He didn't say that the company refused to allow it. Later, he talked with the crew once, but he didn't say much.
"At that time, the owner of the bar liked me very much and paid me a very high salary, but he only used me to sing for two days." Fang Lin looked at the resident singers on the stage, "To put it bluntly, in fact, it was because of me The guests attracted by my face, and no one listens to my singing."
Duan Changke seemed to turn his head to look at him.
"But I am very happy. Since you don't care what I sing, then I will sing what I want, which is also very good."
"At that time, I moved out to treat my grandma. I felt embarrassed to spend so much money twice a week, so I was obliged to go there one more time a week."
"and after."
"Later..." Fang Lin prolonged his voice on purpose, "Later the owner of the bar said he liked me and wanted to be with me."
Duan Changke didn't speak.
"The boss is quite nice. There is no shortage of money in the family, and the purpose of opening a bar is to play tickets."
"But I was still terrified. He kept praising me, kept saying he liked me, and told me that he would take me away when I graduated from university. His family was strict and he couldn't come out, but he could take me abroad. It's over."
Fang Lin felt a heat source, and it turned out that Duan Changke reached out and rubbed his hair.
"What does he know? He said he liked me without knowing anything about me. I tried to mention my grandma, and he said, 'Is this something to worry about'?"
"Then I didn't say anything. Anyway, since he confessed, I didn't want to stay." Fang Lin smiled, "Look, these people don't understand anything, and they think what they say and do is right. But Fortunately, a scout later offered me a job, and I didn't refuse, so grandma's treatment continued."
Having said that, he paused for a moment, then blinked slyly: "Am I powerful?"
"Ok."
Fang Lin picked up a glass of wine and held it in front of Duan Changke: "So I think... our relationship now is pretty good, transparent, and you know everything about me."
Duan Changke took a sip cooperatively.
"Except thank you. I don't know what else to say." Fang Lin admitted bluntly, "I don't like coffee, and I don't know how to smoke. I learned it at the time, but I didn't learn it."
"But it's okay, I don't hate the smell of cigarettes. You don't have to give in to me," he said.
"En." After a while, Duan Changke responded, and then called his name, "Fang Lin."
But he opened his mouth without mentioning the previous incident: "You said before that you sang your favorite songs in the bar, so do you want to go up and sing one?"
Fang Lin looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "No."
"It's been a long time since I sang, it must be out of tune, and I don't remember the lyrics."
He bent his eyes and finished the dessert on his plate: "It's delicious."
He wasn't very hungry, and the things on his back were basically untouched. After a while, Fang Lin stood up: "President Duan, don't you want to take a walk while the weather is fine? I'll accompany you back to the hotel."
Duan Changke had no objection.
Walking to the door, the humid summer sea breeze that belongs to this city blows over, which unexpectedly makes people feel less stuffy.
Fang Lin took a breath of the night air, and he didn't know if he was talking to himself or to Duan Changke: "Summer is almost over."