Screenwriter Xu said we were visiting, and it was really close, in the studio next door.
The studio was set up to create the interior of an ordinary family's room. The furniture and furnishings were all real, but there were only two walls, and several cameras were aimed at the living room.
Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tonger are acting out a scene of brother and sister having a conflict.
"Stop pretending. You're obviously annoyed with me, but who are you pretending to be such a good brother to?" My sister's eyes widened and her voice became sharp.
My brother said nothing, his chest heaved, his teeth clenched, and his cheeks were as hard as rocks.
My sister continued to yell and curse, and every word she said was hurtful.
Veins bulged at my brother's temples, and he was getting angrier and angrier, as if he would explode at any moment, but he just held it in. Every time he said a word, the atmosphere became more tense, making people's scalps numb.
From this acting skill, the difference is obvious.
Jian Jing was watching from the side and felt that Cai Tong'er was upset.
The younger sister was still making a scene, and the older brother could no longer bear it. He picked up the water cup on the table and threw it to the ground: "That's enough...hiss!"
Jiang Baiyan took a breath of cold air, and a trickle of blood flowed down his palm.
"Ah?!" Cai Tong'er was frightened and gave her most realistic "acting" for the first time.
"Cut!" Director Mao was anxious, "What's going on?"
The glasses used in plays are all made of special glass, which is not easy to cut hands. But the glass that Jiang Baiyan smashed broke into pieces, which turned out to be ordinary glass, and some of the cut surfaces were neat and sharp, which was very strange.
"Such a big cut." Sister Chen saw the blood flowing non-stop and hurriedly took a tissue to stop the bleeding.
Jian Jing was startled and hurried forward: "Rinse it with water first."
She had a first aid card and knew how to deal with a cut. She immediately took out half a bottle of mineral water from her bag to rinse the wound.
Sister Chen was distressed and anxious: "You are bleeding so much, should we go to the hospital?"
"It's not tight," Jian Jing held Jiang Baiyan's hand and washed away the dust and blood on the surface of the wound. "The cut is not deep, and there is no glass shards. Just disinfect it."
The medical staff brought over a medical kit containing gauze, dressings, and iodine.
Skill cards and knowledge cards are different. The latter need to be learned by oneself, but the former is like a skill passed on. Jian Jing treated him quickly and well. She applied a dressing on him, wrapped the bandage twice, and tied a knot that would not get in the way.
"That's enough." She stood up and said like a nurse caring for a child, "Don't get wet for the next two days."
Jiang Baiyan's face flushed, and he wanted to say something but held back, pursing his lips and responding obediently: "Oh."
Jian Jing put it behind her after she finished it and turned to look at the broken glass on the ground.
The glass broke into several pieces, but if you look closely you can see that some of the pieces were smashed, with uneven edges, while some were smooth and sharp, as if they were cut with a tool.
When filming, the pieces were carefully pieced together, because the cup was designed in the style of a stained glass window, so even if there were fine lines, they would not be visible. But when Jiang Baiyan reached out to take it, he held a handful of glass fragments, with the corners misaligned, which could have cut his hand.
Director Mao walked out from behind the monitor and asked with concern: "Is it serious?"
"It's okay, the cut isn't deep." No wonder so many people like Jiang Baiyan. His next question was, "Do you want to reshoot it?"
Director Mao thought about it and although Cai Tong'er's performance was not satisfactory, there was no better way to shoot it, so he simply said: "No need, let's just leave it like this."
Sister Chen and the assistant breathed a sigh of relief. If they had to reshoot, they would have to remove the gauze, and after several attempts, the healed area would not be healed.
"This is...?" Director Mao frowned when he saw that Jian Jing was a stranger.
Screenwriter Xu introduced, "This is our teacher Jian, the original author of Devil. She came to visit us today. I have nothing to do, so I took her for a walk." He then said to Jian Jing, "This is Director Mao. Did you watch "My Beautiful Family" when you were a kid? It's his."
"My Beautiful Family" is an indoor sitcom with four generations living under one roof, a childhood classic.
Jian Jing understood and knew how to flatter: "Hello Director Mao, I grew up watching the dramas you starred in."
Director Mao heard that she was the original author of "Devil Doctor", and then thought about the original work of "Hide and Seek" shot by Director Ding, and his face suddenly became polite: "It's Teacher Jian, hello, hello."
"Sorry to disturb your filming." Jian Jing was more polite than him.
"It's nothing. We have nothing to be ashamed of." Director Mao doesn't like strangers, but Jian Jing was brought in by screenwriter Xu, and she's also a rising writer. Who knows when they might work together, so why offend her? It won't cost you a lot of money.
Screenwriter Xu and Director Mao are familiar with each other. He looked over and said with a smile, "You guys are progressing very fast here."
"Old Huang has been chosen again, right?" Director Mao loves to chatter and can't control his mouth. "His personality, well, to put it nicely, he's responsible, to put it bluntly, he's stubborn."
They were mumbling to each other, but the on-site producer asked people to recheck the props display, and others were running back and forth, but could not find anything unusual.
Jiang Baiyan asked his assistant: "Have you bought the milk tea?"
"Buy it, buy it. We have them all." the assistant said hurriedly.
He said to Jian Jing, "Teacher Jing Jing, come here. This is the best homemade milk tea nearby." Without waiting for her response, he greeted the others in a comprehensive manner, "Writer Xu, have some milk tea and chestnut cake."
Screenwriter Xu waved his hands vigorously: "Don't tell me this, my blood sugar is high, the doctor forbids me to eat." Then Director Mao complained, "The physical examination said I have three highs, I can't eat this or that, and they told me to be a vegetarian."
Amid the noisy voices, the assistant called the staff over for some snacks.
Everyone thanked him in a flurry, and Jiang Baiyan took the opportunity to leave and went back to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.
On the way, he greeted people as he walked, and he could call almost everyone's name without any confusion. The crew members who were carefully remembered by him rewarded his efforts, and each of them asked about the wound on his hand with concern.
"It's just an accident." Jiang Baiyan repeated the same answer, "It doesn't hurt. It will be fine in two days."
After finally reaching the dressing room, Jiang Baiyan heaved a sigh of relief and tidied the sofa: "Teacher Jingjing, please sit down. It's a bit messy here, please don't mind."
He is the male lead and has his own dressing room. It is not very big, with makeup tools covering the table. There is no place to put water cups, and all the clothes are hung outside. A corner of the curtain is used as the dressing room.
Things are scattered everywhere now, and it feels like the reality after the luster is stripped away.
"You have a really good memory." Jian Jing was just remembering names with him, but got confused halfway through.
"No, no," Jiang Baiyan waved his hand modestly, his eyebrows curved, "I'll remember it the more we get along." The ending syllable of the word rose playfully, and the words he uttered were like jade beads falling to the ground, crisp and refreshing, showing his excellent line delivery skills.
Jian Jing: "Don't be busy yet, your hand is injured."
"Right away." He kept moving, quickly clearing a seat on the sofa, and even took out his neck pillow and leaned it against the side, "Teacher, sit down."
Unable to refuse the kind invitation, Jian Jing had no choice but to sit down.
He dragged a folding chair over and sat down on the ground not too far from her: "It's really too much trouble for you to ask the teacher to make a special trip. But after thinking about it, this is the only way."
Jian Jing smiled and said softly, "I don't have anything to worry about. I just came here to play."
Jiang Baiyan immediately smiled.
"Didn't you say there was a letter? Give it to me." She went straight to the point.
The words on the mirror had been wiped off long ago, and Jiang Baiyan handed her the second note. It was an ordinary A4 paper, with English words written in red pen, and a few strokes were deliberately smeared, leaving spots of red, pretending to be scary.
Jian Jing asked him, "Who do you think it is?"
Jiang Baiyan said hesitantly: "I don't know."
"I'm speaking based on my feelings, no evidence is needed." Jian Jing held her tea in her hand and said patiently, "For this kind of situation, intuition may be more accurate than evidence."
She wasn't talking nonsense. People's intuition was far more accurate than imagined. The brain always found ways to be lazy. Many details were not thought through, but stored in the heart. As long as you don't scare yourself, there must be a reason.
Jiang Baiyan lowered his head and thought about it, then said, "I think it's because of me."
Before Jian Jing came, Sister Chen and the others had discussed it and were inclined to believe that she was a fan of Cai Tong'er. Otherwise, how come Jiang Baiyan had to go wrong when working with her after filming so many dramas
Especially since "she" was written on the first warning, it was most likely her crazy fan.
But Jiang Baiyan felt that the man was targeting him.
No reason, just a feeling.
But Jian Jing said: "I think so too, this should be a girl."
Although the other party was very careful to write in English to avoid leaving any traces, the information could not be concealed as soon as the pen was put to paper.
Generally speaking, men are more aggressive and possessive. If someone gets involved with a woman whom they regard as their property, they will either threaten their rival verbally or directly attack their girlfriend.
Therefore, if it is a man, the message to Jiang Baiyan should be more aggressive, such as "I will kill you", "You are finished", "Wait, I will teach you a lesson", etc.
Women are more defensive and often choose to drive away outsiders who invade their relationship, such as warning the mistress or deleting all the contact information in their boyfriend's address book and ordering them not to contact them again.
"Don't talk to her" doesn't sound like the tone of a man who likes Cai Tong'er, but more like the tone of a woman who likes Jiang Baiyan.
Block Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tonger, and focus on defense rather than offense.
"I have to ask you," Jian Jing chose her words carefully, "could this be someone you were close to before?"
Jiang Baiyan said without hesitation: "Impossible!"
He explained: "I met Director Ding when I was in high school, and I signed with the company halfway through the filming of Hide and Seek. Sister Chen watched me all the way and never allowed me to do anything reckless. I never thought about these things, and I still want to act in the future."
When he first entered the industry, he was ignorant and had no such idea. But after he became famous, he understood the rules better: it is easy to make a living as an artist, all you need is a pretty face, but to keep it stable, there must be sacrifices.
What to sacrifice depends on personal choice.
"Absolutely not." Jiang Baiyan swore, "I am lying to you and making me confused for the rest of my life."
This oath was so cruel that Jian Jing was shocked, but also found it funny: "Of course I believe you, no matter what oath you make."
"Uh, I'm too excited." Jiang Baiyan rubbed his cheeks to hide his embarrassment, "Go on, go on."
Jian Jing naturally did not blame her and continued to ask: "Have you ever had such a fanatical fan before?"
He thought about it and said, "It should have happened before, but no one paid attention to it. Everyone has encountered it before."
"Do you think it was someone from the crew?"
"I don't know." He shook his head.
“Are there many people who can enter your room?”
Jiang Baiyan smiled bitterly: "Of course it's not possible, but one time when I was staying in a five-star hotel, a fan waited for me in my room. I didn't know how she got there."
Jane was silent.
"Teacher Jingjing, I haven't been sleeping well these past two days. I'm always worried that someone might climb onto my bed." Jiang Baiyan moved closer so that she could see more clearly. "With such thick dark circles under my eyes, the makeup teacher said I was a thief."
She couldn't help laughing, and then frowned again.
Just at this moment, "bang", the door was pushed open hastily.
Sister Chen came in with a box of cakes and said with a smile, "Here, freshly baked chestnut cakes. I ran around and waited for half an hour to buy them."
Jian Jing turned her head and looked at her, and guessed what she was anxious about.
"Sister Chen." Jiang Baiyan pursed her lips, her expression unchanged, "I gave up sugar while filming. Did you know about this on the first day?"
Sister Chen never expected to be exposed in front of him. Her face was slightly stiff, but she was also a bit shrewd and immediately smiled: "Even if you don't want to eat, Teacher Jian will have to eat too."
"I'm just hungry." Jian Jing said, but she didn't move. "But let's talk business first."
"That's right." Sister Chen naturally let go of the embarrassment just now, "Do you have any clues?"
Jian Jing said: "I think she is a fanatical female fan. This is not the first time she has done such a violent action. She must have done it before. Do you have any impression?"