After breaking up with the paranoid actor

In Beijing in August, you can sweat all over without moving.

But today the production crew is still on location all day, and there is not even a shady place around.Song Feiyang's whole body was already drenched in sweat, and the T-shirt on his body was twisted with his hands, wishing that water would come out.He just helped the camera teachers lay the track for shooting, and now he has to hurry to try on the new clothes.

Rao is like this, and people keep shouting at him.

"Xiao Song, let's move this position a little longer, the filming will start in a while, time is tight, don't delay."

"Xiao Song, come and try Wia."

"Hey, just come." Song Feiyang agreed, stripped off his upper body first, and walked to the clothing teacher.He took the clothes he just took off and wiped the sweat casually on his body before putting on the newly arrived clothes.

Song Feiyang's height is about the same as the person who will come here to film in a while, and it is said that he was specially invited by the director.It was so mysterious that no one knew who it was.

This person has a tight schedule, and he is also a friendly star in this crew.He never dared to waste his time by walking around and trying on clothes, so the director held the script in his hand and glanced at the hundreds of people in the crew. The sound of clattering.Listening to the sound, Song Feiyang looked up, and found that the script was poked right near his forehead.

"Before he comes, you should help with the audition first."

This job fell on Song Feiyang.Song Feiyang put on the costume and gestured up and down twice. "Sister, the arm seems a little tight."

The person in charge of the clothing was an elder sister in her forties or fifties. Upon hearing this, she first patted Song Feiyang's arms twice. "Tight? No, it's this size, take it off and let me see?"

Song Feiyang had no choice but to obediently take off the clothes he had just put on.

The crew was filming an ancient drama, and the clothes were complicated to wear.Song Feiyang was covered in sweat, and he was anxious again.But the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't take off the clothes. Later, the costume lady held the sleeves for him, tearing Song Feiyang away from the costume like peeling corn.

The elder sister took the clothes in her hands and looked back and forth, then glanced at Song Feiyang's naked upper body.

He was originally white, and any traces on his body would be particularly obvious.The elder sister in clothing looked at the red marks on Song Feiyang's arm that had gradually surfaced due to pulling just now, and suddenly realized.

She patted Song Feiyang's back vigorously, and took a small step forward in response to Song Feiyang's pat.

"It doesn't matter! It must be because of your sweat!"

"Okay, let's go! I brought watermelon today, and it's in the clothing room. I have to eat that to cool off. Remember to eat it when you're done, ah."

After speaking, he took the costume and left without stopping.

Song Feiyang agreed to the elder sister's leaving back, then shook his arms a few times, put on his original clothes, and trotted towards the place where he left.

"Let's start walking, brother."

He came to this crew just to make some quick money, and he came here to play tricks.Unexpectedly, the director assigned him such a big job, causing the whole crew to revolve around him.

Song Feiyang has been playing tricks for a long time, and Song Feiyang is naturally not used to this star-like stare, so he volunteers to help with any work.After going back and forth, I am familiar with the crew.

This scene where moving is a chase scene, where the actors run to where, how the lights are turned on, where the camera is pushed and turned, all have to be adjusted in advance.Thanks to Song Feiyang who had practiced many times before this, it went smoothly.

After the walk was over, he ran to Wia as fast as a spinning top.Hurry up and hurry up, in the end it is a complaint.

"Hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Feiyang apologized in a low voice, and quickly took the wia clothes and put them on.

Wires are used only when there are high-altitude movements in the crew. After putting on the wire clothes, people are hung up with thin steel wires.The actor soars into the sky, omnipotent.

In fact, Song Feiyang is a little afraid of heights, but it's not too serious.It was a rare opportunity to join the group. He was afraid that others would say that he was hypocritical, so he didn't tell others about it.So after Wia hung him up, although his heart was beating violently in his chest, he still resisted the fear of being pulled up.

The crew set up a temporary shed here for the actors to rest.Song Feiyang watched helplessly as he was pulled to the roof, but the height was still rising.When he was about five meters taller than the ceiling, the director's voice suddenly rang through the intercom.

"The heads of various departments will come to me immediately to gather, there is an emergency meeting to be held."

Song Feiyang saw the buddy from Debugging Wia run away. He was hanging dangling in mid-air, and shouted at his leaving figure: "Brother! Put me down first!"

The man didn't hear it, and rushed to the meeting place designated by the director.

Song Feiyang didn't dare to move, he could only maintain a posture in the air.There was not even a trace of wind this day, and the midair seemed to be hotter than the ground, Song Feiyang felt that he was similar to the steamed stuffed bun in the cage, and it would be cooked after a while in the sun.

His hair has not been cut for a long time, it is a little long, and it is attached to the scalp softly.He reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead to the back of his head, feeling the sweat on his hands.It was the effort of stroking his hair and bowing his head that he saw people gathered for a meeting not far away. The black heads were gathered together like a pile of black sesame balls.

It was nothing more than a bunch of black sesame balls with uneven distribution of black.Some have more black, some have less, and some have less in the middle and more outside.

This group of uneven black sesame balls still moved from time to time, and occasionally made vague laughter.I don't know if it was Song Feiyang's illusion, but after the hair was pulled up, the surrounding voices suddenly became louder.

Noisy cicadas chirping, the sound of leaves being baked by the sun curling up, as well as a slight movement of myself and the slight sound of the steel wire behind me.

All these voices rushed into his ears and made his brain buzz.In order to get rid of these voices, Song Feiyang had to find something for himself to do.

He checked out the group of black sesame balls gathered for a meeting, Song Feiyang looked at it and felt something was wrong, why did the number of people double as before?

He didn't believe in evil, blinked his eyes vigorously and counted again.

Still not right, not only are there more people, but they are also moving around.Song Feiyang looked down and was a little dizzy. He looked at the constantly changing figures, then squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky.

After changing the focal length of his sight several times, he completely lost consciousness.

"Then the fuck are you forgetting the sky? Do you want to fuck you?"

"If there is something wrong with a person, let me see what you will do!"

Song Feiyang was woken up by these voices.He had a headache and his eyes hurt, he could only close his eyes and let the eyeballs roll in their sockets for a while before he felt better.Then he opened his eyes, the imaginary ward did not exist, and the care of the crew did not exist either.

He was dragged into the tent temporarily built by the crew, which was much cooler than in the sky before.But it hurts all over because of this pain, he was already thin, and the shoulder blades on his back protruded like a butterfly fluttering its wings.But now the butterfly was pressed to the ground and became the culprit of his pain.

Song Feiyang turned his head and looked to the side, and then saw several pairs of dusty shoes, one pair of heels was facing him, and the toe was facing the other pair of shoes.

It seemed that the sound that woke him up came from the owners of these two pairs of shoes, and they were still chattering above Sein Feiyang's head.He just wanted to move and raise his head a little, but the owner of the other pair of shoes suddenly turned the shoe in the other direction.Then shouted in surprise.

"Yeah, finally woke up."

Then Song Feiyang saw the several pairs of shoes surrounding him, all with their toes facing him.It seemed that he was suddenly discouraged by so many shoe toes, his head became heavy, and he even retracted the shoulder blades that were about to fly just now.

He could only prop up his elbows on the ground, struggling to support his upper body, and then another voice asked above his head.

"How is your body? Can you hold on?"

Hearing the voice seemed to be the director, Song Feiyang was a little nervous, afraid that he would delay the progress of the crew, so he hurried back: "It's okay, I can persevere."

Someone stretched out his hand and pulled him up. He looked up and looked around, then quickly lowered his head again.He really couldn't cope with such a crowded occasion, and he felt ashamed that so many people's eyes were on him.

Fortunately, the crowd around them didn't intend to play out the caring drama to the end, and they left after seeing that he was fine.Liu Ge, who was in charge of Wia, was criticized by the director a few times, and the matter was exposed.

Only then did Song Feiyang look up to see where he was, there were scattered couriers piled up everywhere in the room, unopened and unopened.There are many drying racks hanging in the corner, and all the clothes hanging on them are the costumes of the crew, which is the costume room.

Right now, he and Brother Liu, who is in charge of Wia, are left.Seeing that everyone was gone, Brother Liu changed his apology from nodding and bowing down before, and scolded him.

The change was so fast that Song Feiyang wondered if he had learned how to change faces.

"I hung you up, why didn't you remind me to let you down?"

Song Feiyang opened his mouth to argue, but quickly swallowed the rebuttal.He didn't remember where he had heard it before. Brother Liu seemed to be related to someone in the crew.

I was short of money in the first place, and if I quarreled over such a matter, I would lose my money and lose my job, then the loss would not be worth the loss.

Thinking of this, Song Feiyang remained silent.Although he didn't think of the conflict, he didn't want to just take the blame.

Fortunately, someone came in from outside at this moment, it was the eldest sister who was in charge of the clothes.Song Feiyang took a glance, walked over, and helped her lift the bag in her hand.There were several large green watermelons in that bag, with water droplets attached to the surface.

"It's just right, come here, eat watermelon. I put it in water and it's still frozen."

The eldest sister in charge of clothing is surnamed Yang, she can cut the watermelon with quick hands and feet.She handed a piece to Song Feiyang.

"I heard you have heatstroke? Are you okay?"

Song Feiyang took a bite of the watermelon, it was sandy, and it felt cold, and he felt much better after eating it.He bit the watermelon and shook his head, saying it was all right.

Brother Liu, on the other hand, didn't stop eating watermelon, and was still complaining endlessly.

"You talk about him, but don't remind me to put him down."

"Heatstroke is purely what you deserve! Keep you quiet."

The watermelon is sweet, and the rich juice rippling in his mouth, Song Feiyang ate the watermelon with his head down, not wanting to argue with Brother Liu.

Suddenly there was a voice at the door.

"This is the first time I've heard that Wia is blaming the actors for hanging people up and not letting them down?"

This voice is not gentle, but the timbre is special, low-pitched, like silk caressing a cello, and it belongs to the kind that you will never forget once you hear it.

Song Feiyang paused the hand holding the watermelon, followed the others slowly, and turned to look at the door.

It's Jane Xie.