My male partner and I had HE in the dog blood text

On the second day, Xue Po also followed Liu Bai's butt like a cub that was just born and couldn't live without his mother. The situation was still the same as yesterday. The performance is very handy, and even after a night of hard work, the lines can even be memorized backwards.

Except Hu Shiyu.

Liu Bai has always felt that Xue Po's weird performance is because he has too little filming experience, and his brain is a bit stubborn. When he needs to act with others, he has to face the camera, and he has to act as another person. The big director was squatting in front of the monitor watching him, he seemed flustered and at a loss.

But until today he finally found out that it is not that Xue Po has filming syndrome, he just has Hu Shiyu syndrome.

Today's shots will focus on Peng Yuqi and Tian Meng.

Peng Yuqi was originally Tian Meng's senior, and he had a crush on her. He helped a lot in every way, and after Gu Feng left Tian Meng, he stayed by Tian Meng's side all the time.

Originally he was a mature, stable and scheming man, which was quite suitable for Bu Yunhui, but once he was replaced by Xue Po, his taste changed instantly.

The old dog turns into a small milk dog in seconds, especially those eyes that forget you. All the scheming and the city, it feels like he is strong enough to support him, and he is much shorter than Hu Shiyu in terms of momentum.

After the No.20 ng, Hu Shiyu waved to Xue Po and said with a helpless smile: "Oh, Xue Xue, if you do this again, I will have to repaint my makeup today. Look at the crying ones, they are almost two Dark circles."

After Hu Shiyu finished speaking, she was about to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but soon there was an extra tissue in front of her face. Hu Shiyu glanced at the silent Xue Po, took the tissue, and comforted him: "It's okay, don't feel guilty , Just ng a few times, it's not a big deal, why don't you take a rest first, find out how you feel, and I'll touch up your makeup by the way."

Xue Po pursed her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but the make-up artist quickly stepped forward and surrounded Hu Shiyu, Xue Po had no choice but to close her mouth again, staring at Hu Shiyu's back for a while before returning to her position .

But Liu Bai was sitting on the chair with nothing to do, but happened to see this scene.

He keenly discovered that Xue Po's eyes staring at Hu Shiyu's back were exactly the same as Xie Qiu's last night!

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he thought of something. With this reason, Xue Po's incomprehensible behavior finally had an explanation.

Although Liu Bai is not a gossip person, it is related to whether he will be forced to play the role of the leading lady, so taking advantage of Xue Po's daze and before he has time to find him, he goes to Hu Shiyu's side first.

Hu Shiyu had just put on her makeup and was sitting on a recliner looking at her mobile phone. She expressed surprise at Liu Bai's arrival, and joked with him with a smile: "As soon as you came here, I felt like I failed the exam and the head teacher wanted to talk to me. , you don’t want to talk to me about my performance in the scene just now, are you?”

Liu Bai was confused, what aspect of himself gave Hu Shiyu such an illusion, he shook his head and laughed again: "Your performance was fine just now, it's all Xue Po's fault."

Hu Shiyu nodded in agreement: "Although I feel that speaking out will hurt him, but it is his problem that is bigger."

She thought for a moment, and then said: "I guess he is too young and has no experience in love. I see his scenes with other people are very good, but once it comes to me, he looks very awkward, as if he can't let go of his hands and feet."

Liu Bai asked, "Have you dealt with him before?"

Hu Shiyu raised her chin to search for memories, then nodded: "Yes, I was on a variety show when he first debuted, and the company asked me to take him there, in order to promote newcomers, he was more innocent then than now."

Hu Shiyu's memory gate was opened, and the memories of being on the variety show at that time flooded out and became vivid. There was an obvious smile on her face, as if something interesting had happened.

Liu Bai looked curious, wanted to ask her, and was about to speak when a magic voice fell from the sky: "Brother Liu Bai——"

Hu Shiyu looked at Liu Bai's helpless and desperate expression, and gloated for a while: "Go, Mr. Liu, he is a good boy, we can't give up on him."

He even imitated Director Lu and gestured a "chuck duck".

Xue Po hugged Liu Bai's neck, and started yelling again: "Brother Liu Bai, help the world!"

Liu Bai was so quarreled by Xue Po that his brain ached, and finally he took a meaningful look at Hu Shiyu, but he didn't expose it. After all, even if she and Bu Yunhui no longer had any feelings for each other, they were still husband and wife. It will make people worry in vain.

Liu Bai can only sacrifice his ego to fulfill his ego, and become Xue Po's "good teacher and helpful friend" in his acting career.

Chen Nannan didn't send Zheng Yimo's video until the afternoon.

The movie was kept secret during the filming period. Liu Bai was entangled very tightly by Xue Po, and he managed to get away. He looked at the content alone. The video was sent in several parts, and it was obvious that It didn't come out once, but the result of Zheng Yimo's repeated attempts and repeated shooting.

Although it is in the same picture as Xie Qiu, the focus is still on him.

Still an interior scene.

Liu Bai has not read the script completely, after all, he is not a member of that crew.

Standing in front of the canvas, Huo Sicheng drew two strokes on Shi Jin, as if thinking of something, he got up quickly and threw away the paintbrush in his hand distractedly.

Shi Jin's eyes were fixed, and he walked over a few steps, and picked up the pen for him: "Yongming, you are angry, you are angry, what are you doing throwing your pens, it is so messy outside, if you lose one, I have no place to buy it."

Huo Sicheng slammed his fist on the window edge: "You also know what it looks like outside now. People are devastated, the country is ruined, and the family is destroyed. The Japanese have already attacked the city. If it is a few miles away, the whole city will fall. , the city is full of weak bones, who don't even have the guts to shoot, shouldn't I scold you? You don't even let me out of the door, let me draw something behind closed doors, what can I draw, Can this thing save my country!"

Huo Sicheng frowned, venting his complaints, his emotions and his chest heaved violently, as if he wanted to vent all the anger of being grounded during this period.

Shi Jin still held the pen and did not speak. Huo Sicheng looked at him for a moment, then turned his gaze away fiercely, landed on the canvas, rushed forward a few steps, and poked the half portrait on the canvas forcefully: "You Ask me to draw this, and I want to be used to please some wife. The city is about to be destroyed, and they still have the heart to listen to your opera? And you, what kind of opera do you want to sing at this time? They are all sounds of subjugation !"

"Huo Yongming!" Shi Jin suddenly said, and stopped Huo Sicheng who was going crazy. Although his face looked very angry, his hands moved lightly, put the brush on the table, and quickly approached Huo Sicheng, "Yesterday Do you know what happened to the group of students who ran to the gate of the government and yelled at them? They are all locked up! You don’t know that you are locked up now, and you have to pay a lot of money to get them out. You look down on me singing to those wives Are you going to wait until you are in prison, and I will sing for those weak bones? Whether this city will be destroyed tomorrow, I don’t care, but you shouldn’t look down on me singing! If it weren’t for me, you would have followed you a long time ago My family is finished together! How can I have a chance to sit here and draw!"

Huo Sicheng was speechless for a moment when Shi Jin's words were spoken. He lost half his momentum, and unconsciously seemed to take a step back. With a gloomy expression, he sat back on the chair with some despondency.

After a long while, he looked up at the window in a dazed and bewildered manner, and murmured: "If a country is not a country, why should a family do it? I only hate this time, but I can't do anything."

The director shouted "OK", and Zheng Yimo's body immediately relaxed, as if he had come out of the acting state, but his expression was not very happy. He turned his head and asked across the crowd: "Is it really OK?" ?”

The last video is also over.

Liu Bai turned off the phone and pondered for a moment.

The plot just now can be seen in many film and television works.

It can even be said that there are a lot of jewels and jade in front, and it is not a difficult part to perform.

Zheng Yimo can be regarded as an experienced veteran. As far as his performance is concerned, it is not bad, and it can even be said to be excellent. He perfectly interprets the image of a progressive young man who is in that period and is emotionally agitated. come out.

The two emotions of extroversion and introversion are well expressed.

Coupled with that outfit, it really makes people unable to play.

It's just that when this kind of performance appears on the big screen and is played in front of ordinary audiences in movie theaters, no one will comment on it, but like Liu Bai or Zheng Yimo, this kind of performance has a better understanding of acting and acting. For those who are more pursuing, they can see Zheng Yimo's performance, which is not so perfect.

If you have to describe it, it seems that someone has set an invisible framework for Zheng Yimo, so that he can only play within this framework. The point is, but he is not strong enough. He is stuck in the world set by others. He looked restrained.

And this world is the character he played——Huo Sicheng himself.

Although the director said OK, Zheng Yimo knew in his heart what the performance he presented looked like. He returned to the hotel full of dissatisfaction, and before he reached the door, he saw Liu who was waiting there White.

Most of the depression in Zheng Yimo's heart flew away immediately, and he strode to Liu Bai's side: "Are you waiting for me?"

Liu Bai nodded, Zheng Yimo turned around and swiped his card to open the door. After Liu Bai entered the door, he handed him the things in his hand.

Liu Bai looked at the room card that appeared in his palm inexplicably: "This is the room card for your room, what are you doing for me?"

Zheng Yimo raised his eyebrows: "This way you can come whenever you want, and you don't have to wait for me at the door."

Liu Bai still couldn't understand: "This is your room—"

Zheng Yimo looked calm again: "I have slept in every bed, do you still care whose room it is?"

This development is not good.

very bad.

Before Zheng Yimo hadn't confessed his love to him, at most he hummed twice.

It's different now, the flirtatious talk comes out of nowhere.

Liu Bai felt that he was a bit difficult to deal with. Seeing Zheng Yimo was still staring at him, he didn't seem to want to leave him for a second, so he had to step past Zheng Yimo and enter the room before looking for a place to sit down, but he was surprised Discover--

Overnight, all the chairs and sofas in this room, all of them, disappeared!

Liu Bai turned his head slowly, and looked at Zheng Yimo questioningly, but Zheng Yimo said: "There are too many things, and the room seems too crowded, so I asked the waiters to move them away. If you want to sit, you can sit down." Here."

Zheng Yimo sat down on the bed, then patted the empty seat beside him naturally, with a little anticipation in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Liu Bai glanced at him calmly, shook his head, "I can talk standing up."

Zheng Yimo's plan failed.

Liu Bai ignored Zheng Yimo's hurt and disappointed expression, and quickly brought the topic to Zheng Yimo's performance today.

Once the acting was discussed, Liu Bai became very serious. In Zheng Yimo's eyes, there seemed to be a dazzling light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, but so warm that people couldn't help but want to get closer.

Liu Bai clasped his fingers on the table, and made two dull thumping sounds, which served as his opening remarks: "I've already watched the video Chen Nannan sent me. In fact, you did a good job. You can do anything." It's a textbook example."

Zheng Yimo is still clear about this, he nodded: "You are right, but I—"

"There's still something missing," Liu Bai added for him, "You're missing yourself."

Zheng Yimo was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand Liu Bai's meaning: "Myself?"

Liu Bai did not answer his question directly, but instead asked: "You should have seen all the video materials of Mr. Huo before his death, right?"

Zheng Yimo nodded, and heard Liu Bai say again: "It's just that those film and television materials are all after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and they are basically videos after he went to B University to teach."

Zheng Yimo was taken aback, he didn't expect Liu Bai to even know this: "Indeed, there are very few video materials from before that can be preserved, and there are only so many materials that I can see."

"These materials are enough to inspire you to play Mr. Huo," Liu Bai said while taking two steps towards Zheng Yimo involuntarily. "The problem is that you care too much about these things."

Zheng Yimo blinked: "What do you mean?"

Liu Bai leaned on the bedside table, raised his arms and took a look at Zheng Yimo: "In terms of appearance and demeanor, you have indeed done what you said and strived to be infinitely close to Mr. Huo. When you are performing, you really don't let people make a show." , it’s just that you are too focused on getting yourself close to the real Huo Sicheng, but you forget that you are making a movie. This is a thing that contains exaggeration and deductive elements. Zooming in, the idea of ​​restoring the character itself is correct, but it lacks your own understanding of the character.”

Zheng Yimo thought for a while, and seemed to understand what Liu Bai meant, he hesitated and asked, "Do you mean that I should add my own ideas and creations?"

Somewhat close.

Liu Bai also thought for a while outside, as if he was organizing his words, as if he wanted to communicate better with Zheng Yimo, Liu Bai got closer, and slowly, gradually, sat beside Zheng Yimo : "Your approach is actually correct. Performing this kind of behavior is essentially an imitation of others, and biographical films like "Huo Sicheng" have prototypes to follow, of course they are more important than other film and television works. It needs imitation, but it is just sticking to imitation. If you can’t extract a living extension from the prototype, it will become a burden and a gimmick. When you are shooting, do you keep thinking, if it is Mr. Huo at this moment, he will What kind of expression, what kind of movement, and how to express these emotions?"

Zheng Yimo watched Liu Bai get closer and closer to his shoulders. He took off his coat and only wore a knitted sweater underneath, revealing a small piece of snow-white neck, which seemed to have infinite magic power, making Zheng Yimo Mo kept looking there. As for what Liu Bai said, he only listened to most of what he said, and hurriedly let out a "huh", and Liu Bai's small classroom, which received a response, continued to speak: "That's why you There is a feeling of restraint and lack of something, imitation is only a means, not an end, as long as it conforms to the character's personality, the rest can actually be creative."

Zheng Yimo nodded again: "You're right." His hands were dishonest, and before Liu Bai didn't pay attention, they had already quietly covered the back of his hands, and his whole body was clamoring, at such a favorable moment, He was still talking about acting or not, he just wanted to overwhelm the person next to him on the bed every minute, and then create some different memories.

However, Zheng Yimo's straightforward and quick response, as if he hadn't thought about it at all, aroused Liu Bai's vigilance. He was about to speak when he suddenly realized why he was sitting on the bed!

And Zheng Yimo is close at hand!

Liu Bai's body moved slightly, and he felt Zheng Yimo's hand caressing him, and he was reaching for his thigh dishonestly, as if he was a salty and wet man, he immediately slapped him firmly and firmly. On the back of Zheng Yimo's hand.

A very crisp sound woke up Zheng Yimo's dream.