Let it go, rainbow fart

The pre-production work of the filming was carried out in an orderly manner, script repair, director invitation, casting, selection of filming location, etc., Ning Han did it himself, coupled with the studio's professional team, everything went smoothly.

He is very popular in the circle, and a colleague introduced him to a great director in the film industry.Originally, the director was still a little hesitant, but after seeing the script and Wang Tao's persuasion skills comparable to MLM at the dinner party, the director finally agreed to direct the film.

Most of the filming expenses came from Ning Han's savings over the years, and Wang Tao also tried his best to get some foreign aid, but not much.Fortunately, due to the plot, the filming of this movie does not need to burn a lot of money.

In a word, the poor are clanging in the play, and the belt is tightened outside the play.

Ning Han, a good boy who firmly believes in "Heaven rewards hard work", has also done a lot of preparation work for this drama.He wants to play a terminally ill patient who has not much time left. In order to fit the role, he forced himself to lose a lot of weight, and even stayed up late to consume the energy of the young people in him.

His weight loss method of only eating cat food every day is basically the same as cultivating immortals and drinking dew. Although the weight loss is fast, it consumes a lot of body.

During this period of time, Ning Han was hanging on with only his breath of immortality, like a light paper kite. He was so weak that he almost couldn't even hug Qiao Shuran.

The last time when the young couple were in love and having fun, when the love was strong, Qiao Shuran put his arms around his boyfriend's neck and jumped into his arms.Unexpectedly, Ning Han's limbs were weak, and he couldn't stand still and couldn't hold him, which caused an unexpected tragedy.

The two fell on top of each other to form a cross.

Qiao Shuran almost thought that he had been posting Qiu Jian very hard recently, or that Ning Han wanted to play Japanese sumo wrestling with him.

Ning Han even fainted during the script reading because of excessive dieting.The brain is also running slowly, and it takes more effort to memorize the lines, so memorizing the lines takes up half of his life every day.

This is simply masochistic dedication, Saburo desperately is really desperate.

God never disappoints those who are willing to fight with him. In just over a month, Ning Han lost fourteen catties.He was already thin, but now he was so thin that his cheeks were sunken and his face was dull. He was somewhat similar to a patient at the end of his life.

He himself thought it was nothing, but the people watching beside him felt extremely distressed. Qiao Shuran felt that his heart was bleeding. Every time Ning Han lost a catty, he felt that a large piece of his heart was cut off.

On the day of filming, the makeup artist painted Ning Han's face with a haggard and sickly makeup, which was pale and bloodless. When he was breathing, he even moved his nose a little, giving people the feeling of dying.When Qiao Shuran saw it, tears welled up in his eyes.

Why don't you just play a bad show, why did you toss yourself like this? !What if his boyfriend dies in the line of duty and sacrifices his precious life for a great acting career!

Ning Han originally wanted to give him Xiuxiu a new look, but he didn't expect to make people cry without even saying a word. He hurriedly led Qiao Shuran to a place where there were fewer people, and softly comforted him: "What's the matter? Is it? Fool, why did you become a crying bag for no reason?"

"Look how thin you have become? It's about the same as the clothes drying pole on my balcony." As a big man who wants to save face, Qiao Shuran turned his back and wiped his face, then looked at Ning with red eyes. Han, "The body is the capital of revolution, do you know that?!"

"I know, I know, it's okay," Ning Han wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes distressedly, only feeling that his boyfriend is really pitiful to me, "When I was the poorest, I only ate one meal a day. Mom mixes the batter and is thinner than now."

"How was it the same then as it is now?! My heart hurts, and my aunt must also love her to death." Qiao Shuran took a deep breath, and stopped her tears sensiblely, wanting to cry but not letting herself cry.

He knew that although Ning Han had a gentle temper, he was as stubborn as a donkey, and no amount of persuasion would help.

The person involved doesn't feel bitter, and if you want to cry again, it will be hypocritical.

"Don't worry, I have a dedicated nutritionist. Although I eat a small amount every day, the nutrition can keep up." Ning Han comforted, "Besides, Brother Tao also found me a private doctor to watch over me every day. Measuring a bunch of indicators in a few hours makes me more valuable than a panda."

"It's frightening to look at, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on, I don't want to be widowed," Qiao Shuran raised his hand and pinched Ning Han's face, "Look at you, it's all skin and no flesh!"

But his man is really a good piece of meat that is suitable for fat and thin. Even so thin, he is still invincibly good-looking, and his mouth is watering.

Who can help me move the Civil Affairs Bureau here?I want to marry this man in situ!I want to be endless with his children and grandchildren!Reality cannot be born in a dream!

Qiao Shuran turned his head and looked left and right. Seeing his sneaky and thieveslike appearance, Ning Han smiled and asked in confusion: "What's the matter? Someone is chasing him?"

The playwright Qiao Shuran said softly, "No."

Ning Han looked down at him, and felt that Qiao Shuran's appearance was so cute that he looked like a fine-headed and fine-eyed little mouse, so the corners of her lips could not be pressed down.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, the little mouse quickly stood on tiptoe, and lightly smacked Ning Han's face like a dragonfly touching water.

The satisfied little mouse shrank its neck contentedly, "Aww, little brother Ning Han smells so good."

The big cat, who was taken advantage of by the sneak attack, vowed to win the game back. He held the mouse's small face and lowered his head to kiss it deeply. He swiped his tongue around Qiao Shuran's mouth, and finally got back the lost advantage, "Oh Oh, little brother Qiao Shuran is so sweet. I quit sugar recently, and I can’t touch sweet things when I’m slimming down. I broke the quit because of you. "

"I'm clearly not sugar, but a nutrient." Qiao Shuran smiled wickedly, grabbed Ning Han's collar, and pressed her stiff lower body tightly against it, "Come, come, kiss me a few more times, I'm missing you All the nutrients are replenished!"

The two of them got into the props room next to them.

(... licking a hair)

After the worship ceremony, the first scene of "The Mire" officially started shooting.The first scene is an extremely cruel and tragic rivalry between Ning Han and the heroine.

This heroine is an old acquaintance invited by the director. She is young, but she is full of old-timers in acting, and her professional ability is definitely not inferior to Ning Han.When these two play against each other, it can be said that they are evenly matched and complement each other.

"The first stage of "The Mire" - Action!"

Ning Han sat down on the head of the bed, with a few white strands stuck in his unevenly trimmed hair. He rested his palms on his knees and remained silent.

The hostess stood with her hands folded, her back turned to Ning Han and silently wiped her tears, her toes were a little restless, trembling from time to time.

In the shot, the atmosphere in the room is oppressive and gloomy. There are windows, but the windows are covered with waste newspapers, so that no light can penetrate, which makes people feel a deadly sense of suffocation.

"Shang Fu, it's not as good as this disease..." The woman choked her throat, and it took her a long time to muster up the courage to finish her sentence, "We're not cured."

The man's white lips opened and closed, and he suddenly felt so weak that he couldn't even sigh.

"We can't cure this disease," the woman couldn't hold back her despair, she squatted on the ground and hugged Ning Han's leg and cried bitterly, "Beibei will go to elementary school next year, and there are three elderly people at home, all of whom are old and in poor health. Well, there are still many places to spend money in the future."

The man didn't make a sound, but felt his eyes were sore and astringent, and his teeth sockets were shaking constantly.

The woman knelt down, tightly clutching his frayed trousers, crying intermittently, "The doctor said, it's only three months since you've been cured, and the money will be a waste of money... ..."

"I know."

The man raised his head towards the ceiling, letting the tears that were about to burst into his eyes flow back again.After a while, he lowered his head and caught the woman's arms, and helped her up, "Shufen, get up first."

The woman sat weakly on the edge of the bed, still crying bitterly, as if the grief in her heart could only be vented through crying.

"Okay, we can't cure this disease," the man finally shed tears, but the tears fell very forbearingly, "All the money is reserved for the children and the elderly."

"I'm sorry, Fu, I'm sorry!" The woman cried with tears, feeling both guilt towards her husband and the resignation of having to succumb to fate, "If it wasn't for the fact that there are still people to take care of at home, I really want to go with you... ..."

"You didn't feel sorry for me, it was I who was sorry for you," the man cried until his facial features twitched and his voice burst into tears, "you haven't had a good life for a few days with me, you are still young, I will leave in the future, don't miss me, find someone good Men marry again."

"I won't marry anymore, I will only marry you in this life and the next life."

As the camera gradually dimmed, the couple hugged each other desperately and cried. In a small room, only the suffocating darkness and the gradually diminishing sobs remained...

The scene of the two powerful parties caused all the staff members to cover their mouths tightly and cry into a flood of tears.

And Qiao Shuran had already burst into tears.For the first time, he felt that the script he wrote had warmth.

How lucky he is that the characters in his works are all brought to life by these good actors.

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