After becoming a traffic star [entertainment circle]

Du Mingze was also very sorry for affecting everyone's progress, but he was really sleepy. Before expressing his thanks to Mr. Tang, he fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, it was already an hour later.

After waking up, Du Mingze felt much better, so he hurriedly asked to continue filming. After a simple touch-up of makeup, the scene of breaking up between friends began.

"Seventh scene, third shot, 1,2, 3, [-], action!"

"How can you not focus on art!"

"I am disappointed by this, my friend. Perhaps, I should call you the 'Sunday Painter,' Monsieur Gauguin."

Gauguin did not argue, picked up the drawing board, left the former studio, and walked towards a more prosperous world. He is the most shrewd businessman in suits and leather shoes.

"I curse you! Curse you for being unfaithful to art!" Van Gogh cried angrily.

But Gauguin just turned his head and replied coldly: "Then I bless you, Mr. Van Gogh. I hope that when you are immersed in art and you are poor, God, the old man, will give you a coin for pity on the artist. "

This harsh sentence came out of Du Mingze's mouth, and the strong sense of moral discomfort made him almost act immediately, but he finally restrained it out of the professionalism of an actor - he saw the thin and hunched figure, carrying The drawing board continues to be hidden in his art.

He has sad and paranoid eyes.

"Come on!" the director stopped. Du Mingze's only major scene was finally over. He felt much more relaxed, took a sip of water, and was about to say goodbye to Mr. Tang, but Director Lin stopped him. .

"Mingze." He shook his head, "Don't disturb him at this time."

Du Mingze was taken aback, turned his head to look over, and suddenly realized that something was wrong - logically speaking, they are familiar friends, even if he didn't take the initiative to go over, Teacher Tang would come over and greet him gently.

But at this time, Mr. Tang just sat in the studio and daubed his paintings intently. He seemed to realize that he was looking over. The two looked at each other. In his eyes, there was still the sadness when he just entered the play.That goes deep into the bone marrow, and contempt for those who betray art.

An astonishing idea came to Du Mingze's mind. He asked Director Lin in horror, even forgetting to use his honorific title: "You...you!"

Director Lin made a booing gesture and lowered his voice: "Mingze, good boy, hurry back after filming!"

"But!" Du Mingze was annoyed, what is this?A large cult scene?The staff present seemed to have a tacit understanding not to disturb Tang Yi, not to let him play, and to maintain this state and continue filming, but is this really good?Can this kind of mental damage really not be regarded as another form of work-related injury?

He almost wanted to rush forward immediately and tell Mr. Tang, take a break and wake up, you are not Van Gogh who is so miserable that no one appreciates you, you are Tang Yi!He is an actor that many people like!But reason slowed him down for a few seconds, and Director Lin stopped him.

"Mingze." His voice was not loud, but persuasive, "What are you doing to bother him now? It's not easy to get in and out of a play. Let him stay in this state. Wouldn't it be a one-off shoot?" Better? Don't you think that if you keep getting in and out of the play, it will hurt him less?"

"Our film is already tight on funds. Every second of shooting time is money. If we can go through the scene more, the filming will be finished faster. Do you understand?"

This reason was so strong that Du Mingze was finally convinced.What's more, he himself was wronged - the hour he just fell asleep also wasted a lot of the crew's time. If he doesn't catch up with the schedule now, he probably won't be able to finish filming by the end of next month.

"That's fine." He said, "However, Director Lin, I think this kind of filming does a lot of damage to the actors, so it's better to use it sparingly."

Director Lin sighed and smiled: "Silly boy, do you really think that everyone can use this method? I'm letting you into the play now, have you gotten into the play?"

"It means that Tang Yi, a play lunatic, can get into the play so quickly."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling Du Mingze to go get busy on his own.And Du Mingze stared blankly there, until he was called away by his manager, still a little worried.

Teacher Tang...is it really all right?

It's fine to enter the play like this, but the role he plays has mental illness in the later stage... It makes people feel uneasy just thinking about it.

But even if you are uneasy, there is not much you can do.He also has his own things to do. After his guest appearance in "Van Gogh", his schedule became more and more tight. Most of the time, he didn't go to bed until early in the morning, so he didn't have time at all.

After finally having a rest period, I was arranged to shoot magazines again. If I want to visit the class, it will be eleven or twelve o'clock again.

"Mingze, I told you, have you forgotten?" Seeing that he was still drawing the timetable, Sister Wang shook her head and sighed, "In the circle, there is a very practical saying 'only sweep your own door. Qianxue', you just need to take care of yourself. Worrying about so many other people's affairs, are you done worrying about it?"

"But……"

But Mr. Tang, he is not an ordinary friend.He felt so from the bottom of his heart.

But Du Mingze obviously knew that it was useless to tell Sister Wang, so he just smiled and said, "I can take a rest after shooting this magazine ad, why can't I go and see him?"

"It's up to you." Sister Wang looked at the obvious dark circles under the eyes of her artist, and sighed in her heart: "It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when the filming was over. You slept in the early morning last night, so you didn't catch up on sleep and ran over to visit the set—anyway, I It’s none of your business, you’re on your own.”

"Okay, okay, I know that Sister Wang cares about me." Du Mingze yawned and continued to speak stiffly: "I'm not sleepy yet!"

Sister Wang rolled her eyes and didn't bother to talk to him.Du Mingze sensibly slipped over to put on makeup.

The theme of today's shooting is "Business and Leisure". Ms. Wang doesn't know which ghost came up with this theme. Wearing a black suit with sneakers is completely nondescript.Fortunately, the appearance of my own artist is still good, even in the state of last night, under the spotlight, the boy in a formal and handsome suit, with fluffy hair and blurred eyes, just like the pair of sneakers on his feet A strange sense of coordination.

"Okay... Let's take another photo... Yes, it's this kind of lazy high-end feeling!" The photographer was very satisfied, "Smile at this angle!"

Sister Wang watched from the side, she didn't bother to complain about the so-called laziness of her artist because she didn't sleep well last night.

After some filming, it turned out that it was past nine o'clock in the evening. After confirming again and again that her artist was indeed going to go, Sister Wang was helpless: "Then you can go by yourself. I'm sleepy anyway. Be careful. What can I do for you?" Call, bye."

"Yeah!" Du Mingze couldn't wish more. For this kind of private class visit, the fewer people the better, so as not to overwhelm the teachers and mobilize the crowd, like a unit friendship.He drove the car and stopped by to buy some late-night snacks. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he drove to the production crew. The crew had lights on and were still filming the last scene of the day.

The dark night is just right for the dark and gloomy setting-this is the scene of Van Gogh's later period-Mr. Tang Yi has become thinner and thinner, just like the characters in the play, he seems to have dedicated all his vitality to The acting career, like that group of sunflowers, is burning blazingly.

As we all know, Van Gogh suffered from mental illness in his later period.And Mr. Tang's current state also seems to have some mental problems.

He walked to the portrait in a daze, and murmured: "It's all my fault...it's all my fault! I messed up everything! My dear friend Gauguin! My dear brother Theo!"

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly picked up a small knife and stabbed his ear!

Du Mingze finally couldn't bear it and ran away, knocked down the knife, and made a clear "bang" on the ground!

However, Tang Yi just glanced at him with a smile, quickly picked up the knife, put it away, and re-entered the state.Director Lin came quickly, even the usually kind elder was a little angry: "Mingze! What are you doing?"

"Director Lin?" Du Mingze couldn't believe it, "Could it be that you are going to watch him cut your own ears, is the crew crazy?!"

"I think you are crazy." Director Lin frowned, and pointed to the knife next to him: "It's fake."

He pointed to Tang Yi's ear again: "Silicon ones—have you ever filmed a movie?"

Du Mingze was stunned, and took a closer look. Sure enough, the knife was the one with an uncut edge, and the real blood was the patina in the silicone on Tang Yi's ear.

This was actually a routine filming operation, but the scene was so real, he wished he could rush forward immediately and knock out the knife that hurt people.

Fortunately, it was not too early for Du Mingze to rush over, so it would not affect the camera. Director Lin checked the video and found that there was basically no problem, so he announced that he was off work today.

Du Mingze was carrying something, and found Tang Yi's figure under the large searchlight of the crew. He was just about to walk over to surprise the other party, but suddenly froze——

Under the light, Tang Yi was whispering something to Theo's actor, with a gentle and calm expression.

Du Mingze had read the script, and in the later stage of the plot, Van Gogh had alienated his friend Gauguin, and became more familiar with his younger brother Theo.

——So, is it possible that Mr. Tang has already entered the play, so that he, "Gauguin", came to visit the class, but would be frustrated instead?

It took a lot of effort to come to the set, but when he really wanted to go, Du Mingze hesitated.

And at this moment, Tang Yi also obviously found him, walked over, took the things in his hand, and said in a low voice: "So worried about me? Come and see?"

"En." Du Mingze responded in a low voice, and looked up at the state of the person in front of him - Tang Yi seemed to have lost weight, but his eyes were still clear, looking at him gently, as if he was troubled by the drama .He breathed a sigh of relief—

"Mr. Tang, it's good that you are fine."

"I'm fine. I'm like this when filming. I walked out after filming." Tang Yi smiled softly and said, "Actually, it's also good for you. Filming is a matter of hard work. Maybe it's not as pleasant as you think. , full of pain."

Speaking of this, Du Mingze became worried again: "Teacher Tang..."

"Don't worry about me." Tang Yi made a booing gesture, his eyes suddenly became mysterious and distant: "Let's talk about you."

Du Mingze was taken aback for a moment: "Say me? What are you talking about?"

"Speaking of you." Tang Yi sneered, and starlight shone in those charming eyes: "You came to see me specially?"

"Yes." Du Mingze nodded as a matter of course, "I care about you because we are friends."

"Really?" Tang Yi asked: "It's so late, and you took so much effort to see me, are you just friends?"

His eyes were too direct and hot, and Du Mingze's subtle little thoughts hidden in his heart were suddenly turned upside down.

——Are you really just friends?He asked himself, maybe not, even if he is a loyal friend, it’s fine to come over occasionally, why should he worry about whether this person is hungry or not, and even bring supper for him?

So it's not just friends anymore, it seems to be closer than friends, so what is it?

Du Mingze was thinking, the redness that was still at the base of his ears spread rapidly in that silent gaze, he felt as if he had been burned into a fireball, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.Teacher Tang...that's an elder, what can I do?

Fortunately, Director Lin arrived in time and relieved Du Mingze who was still doubtful about his life: "Tang Yi? What are you talking about with Mingze? I'm going to submit an award to "Van Gogh". What do you think?"

Du Mingze couldn't wait for the sound, so he jumped out quickly: "Ah... you and Director Lin talk slowly! I'll go back first, see you tomorrow!"

Tang Yi didn't force him either, and smiled gently.

"See you tomorrow."

"It's weird, Tang Yi, what are you doing with such a rippling smile? Is there a little girl?" Danny Lin immediately changed the subject: "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the application for awards..."