The actor is always scolded

Wu Ke thought of his purpose of coming here, and asked: "We are going to climb a mountain, do you want to go together?"

Jiang Fengran hesitated and said, "I might not go, I have some things to do."

Wu Ke asked: "Is there something important?"

Jiang Fengran waved the script in his left hand in front of her twice, and said, "Let's preview it."

Wu Ke's glasses widened: "So hard?!"

Jiang Fengran said: "There are still some things that are not quite right and need to be polished."

Wu Ke said playfully: "Then do you mind if I go with you?"

Jiang Fengran said, "Of course not."

Wu Ke was trembling and standing some distance away from the cliff, a little far away from Jiang Fengran.Her voice trembled in the cold wind: "I... I'm a little afraid of heights."

Jiang Fengran saw that she was afraid of being like that, and said, "Don't you still have a show about hanging Wia tomorrow? How can you do it?"

Wu Ke said: "I don't know either. My teacher mentioned this problem when I was in college, but I really can't overcome it."

Jiang Fengran said, "Then have you talked to Director Song?"

Wu Ke said: "No, I'm afraid that Director Song will teach me..."

Jiang Fengran was speechless, thinking: You will be scolded even worse if you don't talk about it now.

He said to Wu Ke: "Why don't you go back first, although it's spring now, it's still very cold on the mountain."

Wu Ke shook his head and said, "I'll just watch here, you can continue."

Jiang Fengran nodded, and gave her the script for her to take.

This scene was the scene of the general's death in battle. He had acted it many times in advance, but he always felt that something was wrong, so he could only repeat it over and over again, hoping to find a breakthrough.

Wu Ke took the wrinkled script and casually flipped through it twice, and was shocked by the dense notes inside.When she watched Jiang Fengran's first scene, she completely sniffed at him. His facial expressions, his line skills and even his positioning were like a rusty machine, showing stiffness and unnaturalness everywhere.But the surprise is that in the subsequent filmings, his performance is getting better and better, and it can even be said that he has made rapid progress.At first, she thought that he just found the trick of acting and found a fast way to improve his acting skills.Unexpectedly, it is completely my own villain's heart. Behind every bit of success, there are always many, many unknown struggles hidden.

I have to admit, this one, Wu Ke was deeply moved by the man in front of him.

Jiang Fengran stared at the empty edge, and recited his lines sadly, but before he finished reading, his voice suddenly stopped, something was wrong, something was still not right.

He repeated the performance many times, but there was still no progress, so he wiped his face discouraged.The sky was completely dark, Jiang Fengran looked at the time, it was almost 06:30.

When he was acting, he was completely immersed in his own world, and even forgot the existence of Wu Ke.When his eyes touched Wu Ke's pale cheeks, he said apologetically, "Why are you still waiting here? You should go first."

Wu Ke's lips were bloodless from the cold, but her eyes were bright with surprise, she said: "I want to wait for you to go back together, I see you keep repeating, what are you dissatisfied with?"

Jiang Fengran nodded and said, "Well, there is one thing that I always feel unsatisfactory."

Wu Ke said: "Where is it? I think your performance is very good."

Jiang Fengran opened his mouth, and the thoughts he wanted to share with her were blown away by the wind.He still chose to change the subject, and said with a smile, "Is it freezing? I'll treat you to something."

Wu Ke said: "Where does this man in the deep mountains and old forests go to buy me something to eat? Let's go to the hotel to eat obediently."

Jiang Fengran said: "That's good, make it up next time."

Since Jiang Fengran still wanted to bring Song Ye a meal, he didn't stay any longer, and left after eating hastily.Wu Ke was a little disappointed, but it was not easy to keep him, so he had to say goodbye to him mournfully.

When Jiang Fengran came back, he found that Song Ye had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, with a book covering his face - "Selected Lyric Poems of Pushkin".

He came to the door lightly, and gently covered him with the blanket that fell on the ground, but the moment the blanket touched Song Ye, he woke up.He opened his eyes in confusion and asked, "What time is it?"

His voice was hoarse after waking up, with a nasal sound, and his voice was a little low.His eyes were also slack, looking in Jiang Fengran's direction vaguely.

Jiang Fengran raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "It's almost seven o'clock."

Song Ye sat up, rolled the blanket that hadn't been warmed into prunes and stuffed it into the corner of the sofa.He said: "I'm a little hungry, have you brought me food?"

Jiang Fengran handed him the boxed lunch, and Song Ye started to gobble it up after taking it.Jiang Fengran originally wanted to discuss with him his doubts about tomorrow's part of the performance, but seeing that he ate so well, he was hungry in comparison, so he didn't say anything, picked up his clothes and wanted to take a shower.

Song Ye said, "Are you going to take a shower now?"

Jiang Fengran looked at him suspiciously.

Song Ye explained: "I thought you young people should have a rich nightlife."

Jiang Fengran: "...it's so remote here, nightlife doesn't exist."

In fact, he was a little tired, not only physically, but also mentally after experiencing the unsatisfactory afternoon.I want to take a good rest and feel better tomorrow.

Song Ye said in a moderate voice: "Oh, it turns out that there really is a nightlife, as expected of a young man."

Jiang Fengran: "..."

There was indeed a lot of time in the evening, and Song Ye also felt a little free. In the midst of boredom, he looked curiously at Jiang Fengran who was tinkering with the SLR.

Song Ye said, "Do you want to play photography?"

Jiang Fengran said, "Well, I understand a little bit."

Song Ye said: "Okay, I will hire you as a photographer when I have time."

Jiang Fengran laughed dryly and said, "If Director Song doesn't dislike me."

Song Ye waved at him and said, "Show me."

Jiang Fengran handed it to him as he said. In fact, there were no photos in it. They were all taken by him before. This DSLR has been out of use for a long time, and he fiddled with it when he was just in college.He saw it at home, and on a whim, he wanted to take a picture with this camera that had been idle for a long time.

Song Ye looked at the finished film he made and said, "The technique is good, it's more than knowing a little bit. Young people like to be modest."

Jiang Fengranmo, Director Song's way of complimenting people is always very unique.

Song Ye returned the camera to him, suddenly became curious about him, and asked, "What else do you like?"

Jiang Fengran said, "Piano and dancing."

Song Ye said: "These two items are quite in line with the strength you should have when you debut. Do you have the MV of your own song?"

Jiang Fengran suddenly had a bad feeling and said, "No."

Song Ye said: "Then I'll go to the player to search, your song doesn't cost money, right?"

Jiang Fengran: "...No."

Song Ye nodded in satisfaction, and saw him swiping twice on the phone, and the familiar prelude came to Jiang Fengran's ears. It was the single of their popular album.

Jiang Fengran panicked with embarrassment. Others, especially Song Ye, felt a little ashamed inexplicably when they saw him bouncing, singing and dancing in front of him.

A song is neither long nor short, four and a half minutes, and when it finally finished, Song Ye touched his chin and commented: "Not bad, it's quite entertaining, no wonder it's so popular."

Jiang Fengran saw that he was looking like he wanted to click on another MV, so he quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him, he smiled stiffly, and said, "Director Song, it's getting late now, why don't we rest? "

Song Yezheng was interested, and said, "It's only after eight o'clock, and you usually go to bed so early? Then go to sleep, I'll wear headphones."

Jiang Fengran: "..."

Jiang Fengran was leaning on the bed and brushing his phone absently, his gaze was about to glance towards Song Ye. Song Ye was staring at the phone screen intently, watching all the MVs he had composed since his debut.

This is a very strange thing. The great director Song Ye, who has always looked down upon these embroidered fists, will actually watch them for more than an hour without blinking.

Jiang Fengran felt that either he was crazy or Song Ye was stupid.

Finally, the tormented Jiang Fengran was relieved, and Song Ye took off his earphones—because his phone was out of battery.

Song Ye rubbed his eyeballs and said, "Although I'm an amateur, it's really good to watch you dance. In your group, you are the most eye-catching."

Jiang Fengran didn't say a word.

Song Ye said: "Don't worry, I didn't compliment you. I'm telling the truth."

Of course Jiang Fengran knew that he was telling the truth. He had seen Song Ye's honesty no less than a hundred times. He never knew how to flatter someone, and he didn't bother to do it.

In fact, Jiang Fengran, who had no fluctuations on his face, had already exploded with a small spark in his heart, and there was a bang bang sound.

Song Ye let out a breath and said, "I'm sleepy, let's rest."

Jiang Fengran responded, "Good night."

He got up and wanted to turn off the light, but Song Ye stopped him and said, "No need to turn it off, can't you fall asleep without the light?"

Jiang Fengran said: "But..."

Song Ye took out a blindfold and said, "Don't worry, I'm wearing a blindfold."

Song Ye usually sleeps with the lights off, and rarely wears an eye mask. After wearing it suddenly, she feels uncomfortable, and only after rolling around a lot does she slowly feel sleepy.

Jiang Fengran saw his discomfort, and wanted to turn off the light.But he didn't move, he was lying on his side, quietly looking at the man's beautiful profile.The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin, and the upward curve is beautiful.It's just that Song Ye is always unsmiling at ordinary times. He obviously has a very kind and attractive face, but he is greatly discounted by his aura of 'no strangers should enter'.

When Jiang Fengran looked at him, his mind was at peace.It was as if a feather was blowing across his heart, he didn't know what it meant, he just felt very comfortable, it comforted his whole body and mind, and his soul seemed to be floating.

Along with Song Ye's rhythmic breathing, it was floating.