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Although Hu Shiyu's attitude is a bit weird, he is still very serious when working, very cooperative with the staff, and appears very humble.

No wonder the online reviews of her are much softer than Concubine Tang's.

Liu Bai changed three or four sets of looks in a row, and took pictures of Gu Feng at various stages in the play. The last set was a photo of the school uniform in middle school.

In consideration of the shooting effect, the crew deliberately chose light-colored school uniforms. Although they are still wide and fat like sacks, as long as the appearance is online, the sacks can also wear beauty.

The make-up combed Liu Bai's bangs down, and the broken hair fell in front of his eyebrows. The light-colored school uniform made Liu Bai's complexion even whiter. He put on the glasses he had prepared, and his eyes softened instantly, and he looked at everyone present. The staff glanced and heard someone take a low breath.

One second he was an elite returning from studying abroad, and the next second he was the senior next door who would call you downstairs to go to school.

It's the dream of all girls when they were young.

Hu Shiyu also came out after changing her school uniform, and smiled at Liu Bai.

The staff was amazed again.

Hu Shiyu is obviously the kind of person with a pretty face, but after putting on her makeup, she turned into neat short black hair and put on a school uniform. Suddenly, the sharpness on her body weakened, and she turned into an ordinary high school girl who was somewhat introverted.

Liu Bai heard the staff around him suddenly sigh: "Sister Shiyu is really amazing."

Another echoed, "Yeah, that's just...it's a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by another person: "It's fine to talk in private, but talk nonsense here?"

The photographer's voice was a bit loud, completely covering the voices of the staff. Liu Bai didn't hear the most critical part. He glanced back, and the people behind him had already walked away quickly.

He had no choice but to go to the background cloth at the call of the photographer, and pose according to the instructions.

These photos will eventually be used when Huanyu announces the cast list.

It’s just that no one knows when Huanyu will announce Gu Feng’s actor, and Shufen, who are both looking forward to and apprehensive about the film and television, will spray him when they find out that he is going to play Gu Feng Bloody head.

After taking the makeup photo, Liu Bai didn't put much makeup on his face, so he went out of the studio without removing makeup. Hu Shiyu walked with her manager, checked the time, and said goodbye to him friendly: "I want to treat you to dinner." A meal, but not today, there is a chance."

Liu Bai looked at Hu Shiyu smiling and putting on the mask, and suddenly missed Concubine Tang a little bit, but still smiled: "You're welcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden siren sounded in the parking lot. Liu Bai turned his head in response, and saw a head protruding from the fully armed black business car, wearing a peaked cap, revealing a pair of eyes with faint eyes. looking at him.

"Liu Bai, what are you doing?" Zheng Yimo got out of the car, glanced at Hu Shiyu and then fixed his eyes on Liu Bai.

Liu Bai clearly saw Hu Shiyu's big eyes glance at him for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to say hello enthusiastically: "What a coincidence, Mr. Zheng is also here at Huanyu, what's the matter?"

Zheng Yimo was upset when he mentioned Huanyu, and frowned: "It's okay, I'm just waiting here for someone."

Hu Shiyu smiled politely: "In this case, I won't bother Teacher Zheng."

The expression on Zheng Yimo's face didn't change, but Liu Bai, who was familiar with him, could clearly read the "go fast" aura that emanated from him.

Hu Shiyu didn't receive the signal, so she patted Liu Bai on the shoulder: "Just now I said that I'm not familiar with Mr. Zheng, but I think it's quite familiar. I hope Mr. Zheng will save face and have dinner together next time."

After she finished speaking, she put the mask back on, waved her hand and turned to get into the car.

Liu Bai only felt a black cloud rising around him, Zheng Yimo, a man like the wind, hurried back into the car, turned his head away, not looking at Liu Bai.

Liu Bai looked around, "Where's Zhang Xiaomin?"

Zheng Yimo didn't seem to hear Liu Bai's question, he was as motionless as a mountain, Liu Bai had no choice but to go to the car window and ask again, then Zheng Yimo turned his head slowly and pointed his nostrils at him: "I told him to go back first. "

Liu Bai was speechless, Zheng Yimo must have come up with something ingenious and sent Zhang Xiaomin away temporarily.

How does this make him go back.

Liu Bai and Zheng Yimo looked at each other for a moment, and opened the car door. As soon as they stepped in, they heard Zheng Yimo say, "What are you doing here?"

Liu Bai watched Zheng Yimo's nostrils pressing against the sky, with a calm expression: "Take a ride."

Zheng Yimo snorted: "You can ride in my car if you want, right? Liu Bai? Aren't you familiar with it?"

"..."

Liu Bai smacked his lips, chewing out a wisp of resentment, doubting that the dignified film king has such a strong self-esteem, and he is brooding over an [-]-line show that he is not familiar with him.

Zheng Yimo's face was still stinky, and it seemed that he would not get better in a while, Liu Bai stepped out of the car decisively, and walked towards the exit of the parking lot without looking back.

Zheng Yimo was dumbfounded, so he had no choice but to follow immediately.

The car drove very slowly, keeping side by side with Liu Bai, Zheng Yimo held back for a long time, but couldn't help asking him: "What are you doing?"

Liu Bai turned his head: "Of course I'm going home."

"..." Zheng Yimo held back for a while, and when he was about to reach the exit, he finally gave up his dignity, "Get in the car."

Liu Bai raised his eyebrows, stopped, and saw Zheng Yimo stop the car, opened the car door with a stern face, and looked at him through his nostrils: "Hurry up."

Only then did Liu Bai slowly get into the car.

The car wasn't driving fast, but it wasn't heading home either. Liu Bai didn't know what Zheng Yimo was going to do, so he simply didn't ask, closed his eyes and rested his mind, taking Zheng Yimo as air.

Zheng Yimo drove for a while before stopping the car, turned his head and said to Liu Bai: "Here we are, get out of the car."

Liu Bai opened his eyes, opened the curtains and took a look outside. Outside was a strange building that was incompatible with the surrounding architectural style.

It is an art gallery in City B.

Although Liu Bai passed by several times, he never went in.

He got out of the car with some doubts: "Are you coming to see the art exhibition?"

Zheng Yimo glanced at him: "Why, can't you?"

Liu Bai was still puzzled: "Why did you ask me to come with you?"

Zheng Yimo's footsteps paused, his lips moved for a long time, his eyes drifted away, his face was as serious as before: "It's just to accompany the boss to see the art exhibition, do you still have the right to refuse?"

I really don't care about you.

Liu Bai rolled his eyes, and saw Zheng Yimo wearing a mask in front of the gate, looked down at him, put his hat on Liu Bai's head, and changed the subject: "You are like this when you go out? I'm not afraid of being watched later ?"

Liu Bai adjusted the position of the hat uncomfortably, thinking that Zheng Yimo was afraid that he would expose him, so he was a little speechless: "Don't worry, I don't have this influence yet."

Zheng Yimo probably curled his lips in disapproval: "Who said that."

Liu Bai didn't want to argue with Zheng Yimo, so he walked a few steps, saw a billboard at the entrance of the art museum, and finally understood why Zheng Yimo came to the art museum on a whim.

The billboard was not big, and it looked very inconspicuous in front of the thick and colorful banners beside it. It simply wrote a few words: Huo Sicheng Art Exhibition, and beside it were a few emaciated, shabby, and shabby people who seemed to be fleeing disaster victims. An excerpt from a painting.

Of course Liu Bai is very familiar with it. This is an excerpt from Mr. Huo's "Famine Picture".

When he was preparing for "Flourishing", the first thing he got to know were Huo Sicheng's paintings.

Huo Sicheng's life was full of ups and downs. His family was prosperous in his youth, and his family was in decline in his youth. He soon encountered the flames of war and wandered for most of his life. The hardworking people who did not give up hope finally became a generation of masters in the painting world.

The change of Huo Sicheng's state of mind is inseparable from his destiny, and it is also reflected in his paintings. It is a good choice to study Mr. Huo from the works.

It's just that going to the art gallery to see the art exhibition doesn't seem like what Zheng Yimo thought of by himself, and it's a bit different from his people.

Liu Baiyang raised his eyebrows: "Come to see Huo Sicheng's painting exhibition?"

Zheng Yimo's voice through the mask was a bit muffled: "A painter has his soul in his works. If you want to understand him, of course you have to read his works."

Liu Bai thought for a moment, then smiled slightly, and Zheng Yimo could occasionally come up with a few golden sentences.

The scale of the exhibition is not large, it only occupies one floor, and the atmosphere inside is quiet, even the breathing of the visitors coming and going is much lighter.

The order in which the paintings are displayed is chronological.

As soon as you enter the door, it is the work of Huo Sicheng in his youth.

At that time, he had just started to study painting, and the paintings were nothing more than some still lifes and landscapes, with bright colors and solid foundations, but they seemed empty and empty.

When he was young, his father smoked opium and ruined the family fortune. Huo Sicheng's paintings suddenly decreased, and most of them were dark and hazy. Just like his mood and life, he had fallen to the bottom.

full of depression.

Liu Bai was walking behind Zheng Yimo, but he was fascinated by it, passed Zheng Yimo unconsciously, and stared intently at the paintings on the wall.

It was not only a memory of Mr. Huo, but also aroused his memories of himself for no reason.

It was also a time full of depression. It was a film that was not favored by anyone, but it was his last straw.

But luckily he did.

Finally on the red carpet, the person standing in front of the trophy was Qin Zhe.

Although Zheng Yimo's eyes rested on the painting, he kept looking at Liu Bai from the corner of his eye. He saw Liu Bai raised his head and stared intently at Huo Sicheng's works, as if he wanted to study and understand whether Huo Sicheng was Liu Bai or not, and his expression was still a little bit The child was cute, and the upturned tip of the nose showed luster and was tempting Zheng Yimo's hand that was about to move. Liu Bai's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Zheng Yimo was stunned, and looked up at the painting in front of Liu Bai. It was a portrait of a man, wearing a gray gown and holding a hat in his hand. It was the most common attire at that time. It's just that the man in the painting has a magnificent appearance and is not like an ordinary person at all. His eyes are looking straight ahead, as if he is looking at the painter, and there is a trace of tenderness in the corners of his eyes and brows.

There are quite a few characters here, but it is rare to have such a beautiful model, but Zheng Yimo knew that this was not what attracted Liu Bai, so he moved closer, not to disturb the silence in the art gallery, and asked softly: "Why?" gone?"

Liu Bai turned his head, pursed his lips, and replied softly, "This person is Shi Jin."

Zheng Yimo opened his eyes slightly in surprise: "Shi Jin? You know?"

Liu Bai did not answer Zheng Yimo's question, but turned his head to look at the person in the painting intently: "When Huo Sicheng had nowhere to go, Shi Jin took him in, and even most of his preserved works now are Shi Jin's. Jin saved it for him, and Shi Jin was the first and only one who supported him not to give up painting in that environment, and the only one who understood Mr. Huo."

Before Zheng Yimo came here, he already had a general understanding of Huo Sicheng's life. The biggest controversy in his life was whether the legend about him and Shi Jin being together was real.

According to the rumors in the market, Shi Jin was Huo Sicheng's popular actor when he was a young dandy. During the war, his family was in decline, and Huo Sicheng was in a miserable situation. It was Shi Jin who took him in and supported him through a difficult time. Some people said they were The confidants of the mountains and rivers, some people speculate that they once had a dirty love history, but no matter what later generations say, no one really knows him, because it is also rumored that Shi Jin used his life savings to send Huo Sicheng abroad, and then He died in the era of cannibalism.

Because there is no strong data to prove that this story once existed, Shi Jin can only live in the second creation of art forever.

For example, in the script of "Huo Sicheng".

It's just that Liu Bai should have only read a small part of the script, so it feels like he knows everything about Huo Sicheng better than him.

Zheng Yimo was still wondering, but Liu Bai had already stepped forward.

The two turned a corner in the corridor, and suddenly there were more people inside.

Liu Bai slowed down, and continued to chat with Zheng Yimo: "At this time, Mr. Huo's mood is different from before, more peaceful, more calm, and more sensitive."

Zheng Yimo looked up at the paintings hanging on the wall. Compared with the previous ones, the style changed suddenly. From the depressed gray and dark colors to simple and clear, the style also became simple, and the objects depicted also began to change. Zhang Zhang's vivid characters seem to be the neighbors who just passed by in the alley downstairs.

Perhaps it was Shi Jin's company that played a role. At this time, Huo Sicheng's mood changed again, his vision broadened, he was no longer limited to his own embarrassment, and began to pay attention to the people living under the great changes of the times.

Survival is difficult, but endless.

This stage is the peak of Huo Sicheng's creation. It seems that everyone has a shining point that he can capture. The inspiration is endless, and the number of works has reached the peak of his career.

Liu Bai stopped, looked around for a moment, and was a little puzzled: "Mr. Huo in this period should have a self-portrait, I don't know why it's not here."

Zheng Yimo frowned: "Self-portrait?"

Hearing Zheng Yimo's question, Liu Bai turned his head suddenly, looked Zheng Yimo up and down strangely, and smiled again: "Yes, I wear a pair of eyes, thin, messy hair, gentle eyes, and a pot of roses behind me. There is also a flower maker's hand, they all guessed that it should be Shi Jin's hand, but you——have better nutrition and need to lose weight."

Zheng Yimo glanced at himself subconsciously. Compared with the people of that era, his figure was indeed a bit stronger. Although Liu Bai's tone was full of mischief, he was right.

If you want to restore Huo Sicheng, you must not only speculate on his mental activities, but also get infinitely close in appearance.

Zheng Yimo watched Liu Bai walking towards the depths of the corridor, paused, why did Liu Bai say such things to him.

It seems to be guiding him to understand and perfectly interpret Mr. Huo's life.

"You—" Zheng Yimo followed up a few steps, grabbed Liu Bai, frowned and looked at him carefully, and opened his mouth to ask again. Liu Bai obviously rejected the script, but he also asked Huo Sicheng With such a thorough understanding, it seems that I have started preparing for this script a long time ago.

Liu Bai didn't give him a chance. Hearing Zheng Yimo's slightly raised voice attracted the attention of passers-by, he booed Zheng Yimo and walked towards the end of the corridor.

There are more people here than before, and they are all stopping to watch a long scroll hanging on the wall that surpasses all exhibits. It is also Mr. Huo who devoted all his efforts to complete the masterpiece in the second half of his ups and downs—— "Famine Map".

On the long scroll, there are many men, women and children listed. Even if they have different identities, they are all treated equally in front of nature. They wear tattered clothes, their cheeks are sunken and yellow, and there are panic and fatigue in their eyes.

Faces with different expressions, one after another, instantly brought the person in front of the painting back to that cruel era.

Liu Bai looked at it for a while, then asked Zheng Yimo, "What do you think?"

This is Huo Sicheng's most famous painting. Even if you don't know the art of painting, you must have seen this painting. Zheng Yimo has also done some homework, so he is most familiar with this painting. He squinted his eyes and moved closer. In Liu Bai's ear, he said in a calm voice: "Only those who have experienced suffering are particularly sensitive to suffering."

Liu Bai didn't expect Zheng Yimo to say such a thing at all, looked up at him in surprise, and quickly smiled: "You are right, but have you experienced suffering?"

Zheng Yimo was stunned by the question.

He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he grew up, he can succeed in anything, and he has never experienced any hardships.

Except that the road of love seems to be extremely bumpy.

Liu Bai didn't wait for his answer, just stared at him and continued: "Actor is actually a very interesting profession. The role is obviously far from my own, and it is obviously an era that I have never experienced, but I have to perform in front of the audience. lifelike."

There was still a smile on the corner of Liu Bai's mouth. Although he didn't say it, Zheng Yimo knew that Liu Bai's subtext was asking him: "Can you play such a character who has gone through several eras and embodies history?" Are you there?"

To be honest, Zheng Yimo was not sure, but when he met Liu Bai's eyes, he somehow didn't want to admit defeat.

The passers-by around walked away, and the scroll was a little more open. Zheng Yimo took off his mask and smiled: "Actor is also a profession full of imagination."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Liu Bai could react, a voice of inquiry suddenly sounded in the silent corridor, a girl approached hesitantly, and said, "Excuse me... are you Zheng Yimo?"

With a look of disbelief on her face, she moved from Zheng Yimo's face to Liu Bai's face, and suddenly revealed surprise again: "Are you Liu Bai?!"

Liu Bai's body tensed up in an instant. Unlike Zheng Yimo, who had a weapon, he took the mask back in an instant, and he never thought that he would be recognized one day.

The girl didn't wait for him to speak, she had already whispered in surprise again: "You are really Liu Bai! You are so handsome!"

Zheng Yimo's complexion instantly collapsed, he stretched out his hand to separate the girl from Liu Bai, and told her coldly: "You're wrong."

After speaking, he took Liu Bai's hand, turned around and walked quickly into the bathroom of the art museum, leaving behind an excited girl, her fingers quickly tapped on the phone, as if she had practiced.

[Sisters, I seem to have seen Liu Bai just now! 】

[The bodyguard next to him looks like Zheng Yimo! 】

[It can't be Zheng Yimo himself, isn't the actor very warm, this person is very fierce, he has the temperament of being a bodyguard! 】