Cao Ye finished reading the rough-cut version of "Mandala", lit a cigarette, dragged out a memo on the computer screen while smoking, and wrote a few notes on it. Then he stood up and walked to the window. He finished smoking a cigarette. , suffocated before walking out of the conference room.
More than an hour has passed, and the commotion in the company still hasn't cooled down. Even walking in the aisle, people from various departments can be heard talking about Liang Sizhe in the studio upstairs.
Cao Ye took the elevator down to the studio on the eighth floor. In order not to interfere with the shooting process, the corridor and the studio were cleared early in the morning. The sound insulation effect of the studio was good, and the movement in the studio could hardly be heard outside.
Cao Ye pushed open the door and walked in. There was a piece of jazz in the studio, which was completely different from the quiet shooting atmosphere in the past. The crew of "Mandala" stood in a row against the wall, like a good student, looking up at their idol from afar.
Cheng Duan looked back and saw Cao Ye coming in, came over and said, "You came at the right time, and the filming will be over soon."
"Why are you still playing the movie episode, don't you want to disturb the shooting?" Cao Ye said, looking at the center of the studio, the dim yellow and blue light mixed on Liang Sizhe, who was wearing a dirty and torn black The leather jacket, his hair also looked a little dirty, he swayed his body with his back to the camera and took a few steps, the back looked a little fearless and arrogant, and then turned around to face the camera, the twisted scar on the camera. There was a faint hysteria on his face.
"Liang Sizhe himself said he would play it. He thinks this episode fits the tone of the movie and it is easier to get into the role." Cheng Duan laughed, "If you two have similar tastes in music, he seems to like this episode. , once set off something else to try, he said that only this part of the cycle is enough."
"No one doesn't like this episode." Cao Ye said casually, Liang Sizhe had finished filming, and when he turned his head, his eyes swept in Cao Ye's direction, and the two met for a short moment. The character's emotions were still in Liang Sizhe's eyes, so the eyes looked a little cold and unfamiliar, and Cao Ye was slightly startled.
"We are in the rain and dew, and we don't like this part as much as the two of you." Cheng Duan said, pushing his back with one hand towards the direction of the monitor, "Go, go and see the effect of the shot."
Cao Ye came back to his senses, and the few steps he walked past, he recalled the look in Liang Sizhe's eyes just now, and he had to admit that compared to Huang Qianshi, Liang Sizhe's version of "Scar" does seem to be more exciting.
In fact, Huang Qianshi's understanding and shaping of "Scar" is already impeccable, violent, hysterical, and anti-social. These multiple characters are vividly displayed throughout the film. After the film came out two months ago, everyone in the company is discussing that this will become the peak of Huang Qianshi's acting skills. Although Huang Qianshi in this film is only a supporting role, it is much better than his best actor.
But Cao Ye now feels that, compared to Liang Sizhe, Huang Qianshi's version of "Scar" seems to be a little more deliberate now.
Liang Sizhe in front of the camera is slack, as if he is Scar himself. The brutality and hysteria shown only account for three points, and seven points are hidden in the body. Bullets that will misfire.
After a set of photos was taken, Liang Sizhe broke away from the scarred state, looked at Zeng Ran and asked, "Director Zeng, is it alright? Do you want to do another set?"
"No, no, it's very good," Zeng Ran looked up from the monitor, "Sizhe, would you like to take a look?"
It was a little stuffy in the shed. Liang Sizhe took off the leather jacket on his body and put it on his arm, revealing his black T inside. Then he walked behind the monitor, supported the edge of the table with his free hand, and bent over to look at it. Check out the makeup photos I just took.
When he looked back, he turned his head and glanced at Cao Ye who was standing beside him: "Are you done?"
Cao Ye let out an "um" and guessed that Cheng Duan had just explained his late arrival.
Song Qingyan took a bottle of mineral water, ran over and handed it to Liang Sizhe, Liang Sizhe straightened up, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a few sips, and handed the bottle to Song Qingyan, Cao Ye said next to him: "This look It suits you."
Liang Sizhe wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "I was just about to say I'm going to take a shower, but you say that, I'm a little reluctant to wash it off." As he spoke, he tapped the scar on the side of his face with his finger.
Cao Ye smiled and didn't say anything.
Liang Sizhe suddenly raised his hand and wrapped his arms around his shoulder, leaned closer, lowered his voice, and asked in his ear with a volume that only the two of them could hear clearly, "How does that compare to Huang Qianshi?"
"Do you need to compare with him?" Cao Ye glanced at him. The distance is very close, and the auricle can almost feel the slight airflow when Liang Sizhe speaks.
In the next second, Liang Sizhe opened the distance between the two of them, the volume returned to normal, and there was a hint of half-truth in his expression when he looked at him: "To be honest, I really care about your answer."
"Better than him." Cao Ye told the truth, and he felt that he didn't need to lie.
Liang Sizhe smiled, released the hand that was holding his shoulder, turned his head and threw the leather jacket on his arm to Song Qingyan: "Hold it, I'll take a bath." Then he walked out the door first, Song Qingyan Trot followed, leading him to the bathroom.
After Liang Sizhe left, Cao Ye stood behind the monitor and watched the makeup photo just taken for a while. Cheng Duan kept looking at his face, looking like he was hesitant to say anything. It was difficult for him to ignore it.
Cao Ye supported the back of the chair behind Zeng Ran, bowed slightly and looked at the fixed makeup photo on the screen and asked Cheng Duan: "What are you staring at me for?" Zeng Ran got up to give him his seat, but he pressed him back on his shoulders. .
"Can I say it?" Cheng Duan looked at him, "don't explode when you hear it."
"Am I that easy to blow up?" Cao Ye straightened up and glanced at him, "Say."
"The main reason is that your bombing point is relatively fixed, okay, I said it," Cheng Duan smiled, "the atmosphere of the two of you is not like meeting a rival in love, but like meeting an old lover."
Cao Ye didn't explode when he heard it, he laughed and scolded "Get out".
Seeing that Cao Ye didn't want to say more, Cheng Duan didn't ask any more. The communication between adults should be enough, and there is no need to block others in order to satisfy their own curiosity. But Cheng Duan was indeed a little surprised by their physical contact just now. The scene where Liang Sizhe leaned over and whispered to Cao Ye even seemed a little intimate. Cheng Duan didn't expect them to be so familiar - Liang Sizhe asked something ? Cheng Du couldn't help guessing.
The effect of the fixed makeup photo is quite good. The crew lost a long time because of the reshoots, but Liang Sizhe only came here this time today, as if he injected a large dose of cardiac injection into the crew, the atmosphere in the studio Even better than when it was filmed last year.
Cao Ye looked at Liang Sizhe in the shape of a knife scar on the screen and felt a little unfamiliar. After watching it for a long time, he hardly knew Liang Sizhe.
But thinking about Liang Sizhe in recent years, he does not really know him. The Liang Sizhe presented by the media and the Liang Sizhe talked about by people in the circle seem to have nothing to do with the Liang Sizhe in his memory. Thinking that Liang Sizhe might feel the same way about himself, after all, even when he thinks of Cao Ye on Yinsi Street, he feels a little strange now.
It's just very strange why Lin Yan and Cheng Duan, the two closest friends to him, all used the phrase "meeting with old lovers" to describe his relationship with Liang Sizhe. Cao Ye thought it was a little funny.
After a while, Song Qingyan walked in alone, packed up her things and carried them in her hands, and came over to say goodbye to them: "Mr. Cao, Mr. Cheng, let's go first," she pointed to the outside, "Brother Sizhe thinks. It's a little stuffy in here, so I won't come in."
"Let's go now?" Song Qingyan was short and small, and Cheng Duan had to lower his head and talk to her, "It's just about lunch time, and I want to leave you two for dinner at the club... Let him say it." Cheng Duan gestured to Cao Ye after he finished speaking, but Cao Ye didn't say anything and walked out of the studio with him.
When he opened the door and went out, Liang Sizhe was standing in the corridor. He opened a window and was leaning on the window sill to blow air. His hair was half-dry, a little long, and a little blown by the wind. Because Scar's hair is a bit long in the movie, the stylist barely touched his hair.
-Everything seems to be connected just right, it seems that Huang Qianshi suddenly had an accident, and Liang Sizhe took over the reshoots, which was arranged by fate early in the morning. This thought appeared in Cao Ye's mind.
The iron door of the studio was heavy, and when it was pushed open, there was a sound of iron shafts rubbing against each other. Liang Sizhe turned his face to look at them. He had washed off all the makeup of the knife scar at this moment, which made Cao Ye feel that the strangeness in the shed just now was just his own illusion. The corridor was brightly lit, and when the plain-faced Liang Sizhe did not speak, it seemed that there was not much difference between him and Yinsi Street.
"Si Zhe, you must stay for dinner," Cheng Duan has always been good at socializing, so he naturally walked over to keep him, "Our company's clubhouse has recently changed to a new chef, and his craftsmanship is very good, you can report the menu, dinner Satisfaction with you."
"I believe," Liang Sizhe smiled, "it's just that I'm preparing for my role to go on a diet and exercise recently. You'll be in a bad mood to eat with me, so forget it."
"That wine can always be drunk, right?" Cheng Duan kept him again.
"I'm quitting drinking, too bad."
What more Cheng Duan had to say, Cao Ye spoke first and said to Liang Sizhe, "Let's go, then I'll take you downstairs."
Cheng Duan glanced at him somewhat unexpectedly. He really didn't expect that Cao Ye would say that, it was a custom in the past to keep entertainers at the company clubhouse, especially for an artist like Liang Sizhe. Necessary. In the past, Cao Ye had never intervened in this aspect. Even if he was not interested in accompany the table, he would have a glass of wine to save face.
But now that Cao Ye said this, Cheng Duan had no choice but to give up and follow them towards the elevator.
No one spoke in the elevator. Rao Cheng Duan, a man with long sleeves and good dance, was speechless for a while, and he always felt that it was redundant to stand here with Song Qingyan.
No, the extra is himself, Song Qingyan is better, at least he has something to do. For example, now, Liang Sizhe opened his mouth and said to Song Qingyan, "Where's the watch?" Song Qingyan rummaged the watch out of the bag and handed it to him. Liang Sizhe lowered his head and put the watch on his wrist with a relaxed expression. Nothing is right.
... Could it be that I am overly sensitive? For once, Terminal Cheng had self-doubt.
Walking out of the company hall, Cheng Duan finally found a topic to say: "Hey, the chassis of your car is really high enough."
Liang Sizhe held the edge of the car door, raised his legs and stepped on the pedals. Hearing this, he turned his face and smiled: "I like cars with high chassis." in the car. Song Qingyan struggled a little. First, he held the car door, and after standing firm, he put his other hand on the back of the front seat, and then bowed and got into the car.
"Because the view is good?" Cheng Duan laughed.
Liang Sizhe lowered the car window to the lowest point, closed the car door, stuck out half of his face from the car window and said, "Because you have long legs, I walked away from President Cheng."
Cheng Duan smiled cooperatively, walked over and shook hands with him: "Si Zhe, thank you for coming here today." The chassis of this car is indeed high enough, Cheng Duan is over 1.8 meters tall, standing outside the car and barely sitting together in the car Liang Sizhe looked up.
Liang Sizhe stretched out his hand from the car window and shook it with him: "It should be." Then he glanced at Cao Ye, and raised the hand that was outstretched to shake him: "Let's go, Cao Ye."
Cao Ye stood a few steps away and raised his chin towards him: "See you later."
The window closed and the engine rang. Liang Sizhe leaned on the seat back, turned his face and looked out of the window through the shading glass film. At the same time, he said to Song Qingyan in the back row, "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
"I didn't bring it," Song Qingyan stuck out his tongue, "I've been busy these two days, so I haven't had time to prepare. I have a chocolate bar, but you may not like it..."
"Forget it." Liang Sizhe said.
"Why didn't you just stay at their clubhouse and eat something when you were hungry... You have to talk about dieting." Song Qingyan whispered to expose him.
Liang Sizhe didn't get angry when she exposed it, and laughed: "I asked for it so easily."
"Hey, you are quite reserved at the moment." Song Qingyan's voice became even lower.
"Don't think I can't hear you." Liang Sizhe smiled. He liked this little girl very much. His previous assistants were a little afraid of him, and they always hid and didn't dare to speak, but Song Qingyan sometimes whispered to him. Liang Sizhe thought this little girl was very interesting.
Song Qingyan felt that Liang Sizhe seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. Although his emotions were not very exposed outside the filming, even if he was in a bad mood, he could make a joke. , she felt that her teacher Liang seemed to be in a better mood than when she returned from vacation.