so you love me

After eating, Zhang Xu went straight to the bar, and Cao Jihong also went to join in the fun.

This place has been discussed a long time ago, but the filming has not started yet, and I don't know how well Qiao An performed in the afternoon, so Director Su directly decided to work overtime.

When he arrived, he saw Qiao An putting on makeup. Zhang Xu went over to take a look and joked, "Hey, smoky makeup."

Unexpectedly, the makeup artist rolled his eyes and said: "What smoky makeup, it's his dark circles! But I really can only do smoky makeup."

Zhang Xu frowned immediately, and asked, "Dark circles? Why do you have such heavy dark circles? Didn't sleep well yesterday?"

Qiao An didn't answer, but He Xiaoxi came over with a cup of warm water and put it on the table forcefully, suppressing his anger and said: "Why didn't he sleep well, he didn't sleep at all! When I went to his room in the morning, he sat on the sofa and applied his eyes. He seemed to be asleep, but he woke up as soon as I passed by, and then immediately ran into the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, forced himself to cheer up, and went to the gym for another two hours!"

Zhang Xu's brows frowned deeper, and there was a hint of reproach in his tone: "Why did you promise me last night? Didn't you promise that you wouldn't torture yourself anymore? Why did you get worse?"

Only then did Qiao An say: "Brother Xu, I'm not torturing myself."

"Then why did you do this!" Zhang Xu asked bluntly.

Joan's voice seemed weak, but very firm: "Because only in this way... I can find the feeling of laziness..."

Zhang Xu was speechless for a moment, and even the hands of the makeup artist who was applying foundation to him stopped for a moment.

"Brother Xu, you know, I don't know how to act, and I don't have any acting skills at all, but I really want to play this role well...even if he's just a trick..."

"I also know that in order to play a police captain, you followed the plot of the character without eating or sleeping for two days, drinking some water every day, and running around to catch criminals. Even you have to rely on this method to enter the play, let alone Not to mention me. At least I eat well every day, as well as fruit and milk, but I just haven’t slept.”

"If you can play this role well in this way, I think it's worth it."

After Joan finished speaking, the whole corner was quiet.Zhang Xu sighed softly and patted his head, sat down beside him, and asked another makeup artist to put on his haggard and downcast makeup.

When Qiao An opened his eyes, there were obvious bloodshot eyes. Cao Jihong looked at him with some distress, but he still hesitated to speak easily about the incident in the stairwell.After Joan found out, he smiled obediently at him, and went to the backstage of the bar to prepare.

Cao Jihong breathed a sigh of relief, followed quickly, and told Zhang Xu some useful points according to the layout of the scene before putting on his makeup.

After putting on his makeup, Zhang Xu walked out of the bar, starting from walking at night to entering the door.

A desolate and haggard man was walking on the road in a daze, bumped into a passerby, and was insulted viciously by them, but he didn't respond at all. It wasn't until he was awakened by the loud drumbeat that he realized that he had unknowingly walked to the door of a bar. .

The male protagonist who was hesitating in a dilemma decided to use alcohol to relieve his worries, so he simply went into the bar and began to drink himself.

At this time, the music playing on the stereo stopped suddenly, and a young man with smoky makeup walked onto the stage and stood in front of the microphone. I am too used to the lights above my head, and I feel like I can fall asleep in the next second.

Joan could indeed fall asleep in the next second.

He hadn't slept for two days. He accidentally fell asleep while putting on his eyes in the early morning. After waking up, he went to the gym to run for two hours in order to regain his energy. It hurts, my legs are sore and weak, and I have no strength in my body. I don't need to express myself to be lazy.

But he still has to cheer up, because the character setting is just laziness rather than decadence, let alone a sick and weak body with terminal cancer. What little energy he has left is used to stay awake, and instead he subtly achieves what Su Zhihe wants. Effect.

In the afternoon, Su Zhihe knew at a glance that he had reached his limit. If he dragged on, he would either completely collapse, or accidentally fall asleep and fall short of success. This state can only be encountered but cannot be sought, so he urgently decided to work overtime at night, and hurriedly took his camera Finished.

Before filming, Cao Jihong told Qiao An not to think too much, he is in a very good state now, he can act in his true colors and do whatever he wants, because most of what he wants to do is also what the character wants to do.

So Qiao An didn't hold the microphone after standing still in front of the microphone, but put his hands on the microphone, arched his back slightly, let the microphone bear part of his weight, and half-closed his eyes relaxedly. His eyes are more comfortable, but in the eyes of others, he seems to be extremely lazy.

"Very good!" Su Zhihe nodded with satisfaction behind the camera, expressing his approval to Qiao An for the first time, "Just like this, just play any song, and keep a lazy state when singing! Xiaosi pay attention Take your position, don’t overwhelm! Control the boom! Get the group performers ready to applaud and make a fuss.”

There is no need to remind about the applause. As soon as Qiao An opened his mouth, most of the crew were stunned: "Damn it! Who is this!" "The singing is too good!" "This is already at the level of a professional singer! "

After a song was sung, the group performers automatically applauded and cheered, completely from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Xu was sitting on the sofa in the corner, thinking about himself, while looking at Qiao An on the stage with misty eyes.

In fact, at this time, the hero could not hear what the singer sang at all, but was simply attracted by the applause and cheers in the bar, and followed the crowd's line of sight to look at the stage, but he didn't feel how good the singer sang, because It didn't impress him at all, so he was researching where this singing kid deserved applause.

Next, the male protagonist came to the bar for several days in a row. Joann changed a few sets of clothes and went on stage several times, pretending that after a few days, he maintained his condition very well, and even tripped over a step when he was on stage fall.In the eyes of uninformed people, they only thought that he was too nervous and unprofessional, but in the eyes of those in the know, they knew that he was almost unable to hold on.

Su Zhihe used the walkie-talkie to inform the sound effects team: "Play "The Best", the version with pure accompaniment."

When the best prelude sounded, Qiao An suddenly turned around and walked off the stage. Some staff members stopped their work as a matter of course and looked at Su Zhihe, but he signaled him to continue with a stern expression, so they looked at the people on the stage for no reason. joan.

Qiao An's sudden action was not within Su Zhihe's expectations, but Su Zhihe knew that this kid was very serious about this role, and he also knew that he could sing very well, so it was impossible for him to hear the accompaniment of "The Best" He still doesn't understand that this scene is the most important scene in his role, let alone doing some messy and unnecessary things at this time.

I saw Joan step off the stage, didn't take two steps, took a chair at the place closest to the stage, turned back to the stage, put the chair in front of the microphone, sat down, adjusted the height of the microphone, and put his hands between his legs I only rely on this to support my body, my back is relaxed, my neck is slightly raised, and my mouth is facing the microphone in an inconvenient position, and then I smile shyly towards the audience, like It's saying "sorry, never mind".

A lazy and informal figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Before he could marvel at this, Joan finally caught up with the second sentence after missing the first one.

"...

It's better not to worry about it

This mixed emotion is running towards me

There are too few reasons

or out of medicine

......"

The slightly hoarse voice showed a better effect, and the original clear and ethereal voice suddenly became a little bit more smokey, and it seemed a bit vicissitudes when paired with this lyrics, but it was neutralized by the lazy and casual singing.

"...

I can't tell if he's more suitable than me

suitable for this moment

Or he knows better than me to make you happy

maybe not eligible

I can only forget

I know it's no surprise

perhaps

he is more suitable

suitable for this kind of worth

He says he knows more about making you happy than I do

the best

don't remember

the best

don't remember

the best

don't remember

I"

Even in the treble part, he didn't use too much force, it should be said that he used his breath, which made the voice not thick and round, and sometimes even slightly disconnected, and the rhythm was not too precise, but it was not under Qiao An's conscious control. Turning into the scene of a car accident, on the contrary, has a different taste.

Zhang Xu finished the wine in the glass, put the glass heavily on the table, and then stared closely at Qiao An on the stage.

The lyrics of this song hit the hero's heart very much, making him feel like he wrote it for himself, but the young singer sang it in such an understatement, the hero was dissatisfied with this, and he decided to criticize it the singer.

So when the singer stepped down to rest and was sitting at the bar with the hand of the bartender to light a cigarette, the male protagonist walked over and accused him with a slightly drunk presumptuousness and willfulness: "What song you sing has no emotion at all. It's so ugly, it's a waste of such a good song."

The singer took a puff of cigarette, lazily turned his head to look at the male lead, then slowly blew the cigarette on the male lead's face, curled his lips into a smile, and said:

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Qiao An suddenly lowered his head and coughed violently. After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back when he was about to speak his lines. Zhang Xu quickly patted his back and said to the actor playing the bartender, "Pour a glass of water!"

"Can't you smoke?" Zhang Xu asked.

Qiao An answered while coughing: "Singer...cough cough...singer can't...can smoke...cough..."

The actor who played the bartender was the one who said that Joan took his role. Although I knew that I couldn’t play the role so far, I still didn’t take it seriously when I heard Joan’s words: Don’t so many singers smoke? The characteristic is the smoke...

However, Zhang Xu obviously cared about Qiao An very much, so he only dared to slander in his heart rather than speak out directly.

Su Zhihe had already called the card, Zhang Xu took the water poured by the bartender and handed it to Qiao An, and told him while he was drinking: "If you don't know how to smoke, don't inhale it into your lungs, hold it in your mouth and spit it out." That's good, although many people can see it, but this shot should have special effects, so it won't be too obvious when cut out."

"Okay." Joan replied obediently.

Then it started again after the singer stepped down. Qiao An followed what Zhang Xu said, only spitting out the cigarette in his mouth, and finally passed smoothly.

He smiled lazily and said, "What do you call having feelings? Do you have to tear your heart apart to be called having feelings? Isn't it feelings that I don't care about everything? Isn't it called feelings if I don't have feelings?"

The male protagonist was not satisfied with his answer: "How can you call it emotion without emotion? The lyrics of this song are sad and heartbreaking, and you didn't show it at all."

"Hmph..." the singer snorted softly, lowered his head, and said lightly: "Heartache? Sad? Are you sure? Isn't the theme of this song 'No one cares about everything I do'? Since no one cares, Why do you need to show it?"

"You think this song should be sad because your heart is sad, but I don't. I don't do anything for others to see. Even if no one cares, I can do my best. I just be myself What you want to do, what you want to do."

"Everyone has their own attitude towards living, do you live for others?"

The singer curled up his fingers and tapped twice on the male lead's heart like knocking on the door, crushed out the cigarette butt and turned back to the backstage, while the male lead frowned slightly, stroking the place where he had knocked, thoughtfully.

The author has something to say: I don't know much about acting and singing, so don't worry about the random writing...

The lyrics are "The Best" by Xue Zhiqian