Chapter 69 The Beauty of Creation

With a click, Zhou Ziheng, who was facing each other, immediately entered the state. This is him Xia Xiqing has never seen before.

He slammed the iron anti-theft door with his hand, without saying a word, he slapped it with all his strength, his back molars clenched his eyes down, and the banging iron door made Xia Xiqing, who was standing on the corridor, also suddenly into the emotions.

"Who is it? Is the fucking sick..." The door behind the security door opened, and Aaron could be seen rubbing his eyes through the iron fence. Zhou Ziheng, his brows were wrinkled, and the expression on his face was very disgusting, "You fucking brain is sick, come over to me to make trouble, do you still want to make money. Ah?"

Gao Kun's hand clenched into a fist, pursing his lips tightly, his eyes still half-drooping.

"Speaking? You're fucking bloody and mute!" Aaron scratched his head and put his hand to the door to close it, "I've paid you all the money, don't come here to make trouble..."

A loud bang. Gao Kun's fist slammed hard on the iron gate. He was like a ferocious beast in a zoo that was watched by everyone. He was furious across the railing and his eyes were red.

"You fuck...you..." His voice hoarse with anger, "It's all because of your needles..."

Aaron was startled by him. He felt a little guilty in his heart, but he still pretended to be strong. After all, this Gao Kun was nothing more than a blood bag for them. People who were so poor that they could only come to sell blood, some What to be afraid of.

"What are you? I think you're madly poor."

"I have AIDS." Gao Kun suddenly said, "AIDS! Did you know? AIDS!"

The first sentence he said was unusually calm, as if the person who got sick was not himself, but this calm didn't last for a few seconds, his fists kept smashing at the iron door, as if he could be rescued by breaking open, he trembled all over.

Aaron froze in place. didn't speak for a long time.

Xia Xiqing, who was standing on the side, was fascinated, but Aaron kept silent, and then took two steps back, hesitating. "It's you, it's you who made me like this! I'm going to kill you! Open the door!"

Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on Aaron, that's not right.

Wrong. Gao Kun was obviously trying to save the scene just now.

"Cut! Aaron forgot his words, what's the matter?" Director Kun called out with the walkie-talkie, "Aaron adjust, just in time for us to take a close-up of Gao Kun's side, it's alright, go through it twice first. Aaron Don't be stressed."

Yang Bo showed a sorry and remorseful expression on his face. He bent down and apologized to the staff again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was really scared by Ziheng just now."

Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing, Zhou Ziheng's skill in entering the play in one second was too deep, as expected of a child who grew up on the set, anyone would be intimidated by this aura.

The makeup artist hurried forward to wipe the sweat for Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng asked Yang Bo to open the door to talk to him, and the two exchanged their feelings about each other's characters in this scene.

"It's alright." Zhou Ziheng patted him on the shoulder, "It's really not easy to act in conflict scenes when I first came up, and I did too at the beginning, it'll be fine."

Yang Bo is very grateful. Because of his appearance and personality, Zhou Ziheng has always been the type with strong aura and a little indifference in the eyes of unfamiliar people, but this time I met him and found that this is not the case at all. Not only is he not indifferent, he is also special. Be gentle and patient.

"Ready? Here's another one, this time I'm taking a close-up of Gao Kun, Gao Kun pays attention to the machine." Director Kun looked at Yang Bo, "Aaron stands behind the photographer and has a look, and if you look a few more times, you won't be able to. frightened."

"Do I look so scary?" Zhou Ziheng joked like this, everyone on the set laughed, and Yang Bo's nervousness improved a lot.

It's scary that you're angry. Xia Xiqing stood not far behind him, thinking of the night he was drugged.

"The second scene of the first scene of "Tracking" for the first time, action!"

Starting anew, Yang Bo stood behind the close-up photographer and carefully observed Zhou Ziheng's performance this time. At the same time, he used his voice to play with him in the back. The close-up showed a complete perspective of Aaron. Gao Kun's emotional handling was fuller than the last time. From being a little dazed at the beginning, to getting more and more angry, to pain and helplessness that he didn't want to admit, every emotional point was carried on extremely smoothly. There seemed to be tears in his red eyes, but there seemed to be none.

"Get out of here! I'm going to kill you!" Gao Kun beat and kicked, and even picked up the old mop that had been discarded in the corner and slammed it on the door, "Get out! Get out! I fucking have to let it go. You are buried with me!" The long pole in his hand slammed against the iron door again and again, and as time passed, the strength of his smashing on the door gradually diminished, and finally stopped in mid-air.

He lowered his head, clenched his teeth and caused the muscles on the side of his cheeks to vibrate. The fingers holding the mop were trembling, but he tried hard not to let it tremble.

"I'm nineteen years old..."

Xia Xiqing's heart twitched. This line is so embarrassing.

Aaron's voice appeared: "This...this...what the hell are you kidding me, I, I, I don't know anything, don't rely on me! Don't rely on me, I'll give you your money, go find someone else go Ape!"

"Who am I looking for!?" Gao Kun rushed to the iron gate again, "Who am I looking for!"

Aaron's voice trembled like a chaff, "I, I, I don't know! Whoever passed it on to you, go to whom... If you are wronged, you have the debt, and I don't have AIDS, so don't look for me!"

Gao Kun was trembling with anger. He just wanted to grab the gauze on the iron railing with his hands and go through it to pull the man out. Now he can't wait to peel off his skin and drink his blood, "Come out for me... Come out! I want Your life! I want your life!"

"Cut!" Director Kun shouted, "Very good, Gao Kun wrote about it, the next shot of Aaron, Aaron's line just now feels right, you must have that feeling of panic and fear and want to shirk responsibility."

Yang Bo focused his head twice. Zhou Ziheng was patted on the shoulder by the makeup artist, turned around and lowered his body to let her wipe the sweat and touch up the makeup. In order to better fit the role, he specially asked the makeup artist to use a dark foundation to make up, and there were sunburn marks on his shoulders, but The summer in Wuhan is really sultry, and people start to sweat after a little bit of movement. Needless to say, Zhou Ziheng performed so hard.

While waiting for his makeup to be done, he looked away and met Xia Xiqing, who was watching and studying not far away. He had never known that Xia Xiqing was present, and the surprise on his face could hardly be concealed, and the corners of his mouth rose in an instant.

Xia Xiqing also gave him a smile. This person's emotions change so quickly when he is acting. He has the most natural skills to cover up and cover his emotions, but in private he is so sincere that all his emotions are so obvious.

The time was very short, Zhou Ziheng started the third item immediately after finishing his makeup. The first time Aaron's mood changed was still a bit blunt, especially the moment after he learned that Gao Kun was ill.

"Your panic and fear are two separate emotions. This is wrong. Your current state is that I can't believe that he is really infected with AIDS, but on the other hand, you are afraid. Not only is he scared by him, but also I was frightened by this disease." Director Kun patiently explained to Yang Bo, and started again after he fully understood the character's emotions. Director Kun, who was a little critical of the movie, passed after six shots.

"Sorry, sorry." Yang Bo came out of the house and glanced outside the corridor. Fortunately, the sun hadn't set yet, "It's wasting everyone's time."

"It's okay." Zhou Ziheng smiled at him, "As a newcomer, you are already very good."

"Ziheng, do you know this is my first movie?" Yang Bo was a little surprised. He originally thought that such a small celebrity would never attract the attention of a popular male star like Zhou Ziheng, which even made him a little flattered.

"When I first got the cast list, I checked everyone's information, because not every time I acted, I would go with someone I know. It's better to know beforehand." There was a drop of sweat left on the forehead, which was noticed by Zhou Ziheng, he Looking up, he laughed again, "I think you're amazing. It's my first time acting in a movie, but I can't do a conflict scene."

Now Yang Bo almost takes Zhou Ziheng as his idol, even though he is only twenty years old and younger than himself.

He seemed to know why so many people liked Zhou Ziheng.

Xia Xiqing came over, glanced at the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face and immediately understood, and praised him with satisfaction and sincerity, "It's a good performance." Zhou Ziheng was very happy when he heard this, but he couldn't find a decent way. After expressing it, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said to Xia Xiqing, "Can you buy me a popsicle?"

"Look for Ronaldinho, I'm not your assistant." Xia Xiqing glanced at him, "What ice cream are you eating, you are a three-year-old child."

Every time these two people get together, Yang Bo feels that there is a natural barrier separating him from them, and it automatically becomes a background where he can only watch without talking, and he can't wait to blow pink bubbles all over their heads. .

Omg, is he doing CP? Yang Bo woke up.

No wonder they have so many CP fans...

Hurry up and change the scene before the sunset. The scene of this scene is a small alley at the back door of a hotel. After the rails are laid, Director Kun talked a little about the scene, because Xia Xiqing is a newcomer after all, and Jiang Tong This role is again an introverted role.

Introverted emotions are more difficult to act than extroverted ones. If you are not careful, you will become facial paralysis, detaching from the character itself and making people dance.

"Are you ready?"

Standing at the back door of the hotel, Xia Xiqing nodded. After the sound of the board, he naturally carried two large bags of garbage from the door to the back alley, lifted the lid of the large dark green trash can, and tucked the garbage bag into the Go, his hands are very dirty, he looked, there was nothing to wipe, he walked slowly to a small faucet in the back alley, and it took a long time for some water to come out.

He put his hands under the thin stream of water and carefully washed the dirt on his hands.

Suddenly, he felt that his head was hit hard by something, Jiang Tong turned his head, the expression on his face was a little foggy, the setting sun hit him in the face, and against the light, he saw a few scolding gangsters come over, the one who beat the head. The man held a can of beer in his hand, and when he saw him, he began to scold, "Dumb, are you still avoiding us these days?" It hit him on the wrist, and the unfinished beer dripped onto his clothes.

He had just finished working from the hotel, and he was still wearing the hotel's white apron and white overalls, which were wide, old and ill-fitting, and now they were soiled again.

Jiang Tong's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

Several people came up to surround him, "Where's the money? Just hand it over consciously and I won't hit you today."

Jiang Tong panicked and compared sign language, and the one in the lead kicked him in the stomach, "Gesturing your mother! Speak!"

"No, no money..." Jiang Tong threw himself at the base of the wall clutching his stomach. He reached into his pocket and pulled it clean, frowning at them, "No, no..."

"No? I think you owe you a fight!"

"Cut!" Director Kun shouted, "Jiang Tong's expression is wrong, it's too hard, you should be afraid at this time."

Xia Xiqing stood up from the corner of the wall. The kick in the stomach just now was just a borrowing. He always worried that he would be NG because of his unnatural performance in this place, but he didn't expect it to be because of his expression.

"Jiang Tong has been bullied for a long time because of these hooligans charging protection fees, and seeing that they should be habitually afraid, you just acted too calmly." Director Kun is a rare good-natured director, "It's okay, let's do another one, Xi Qing, you Relax a bit and take the role of Jiang Tong."

Everyone was preparing for the next one, but Xia Xiqing said, "Director Kun, I don't think it's right."

Even the gangster next to him gave him a wink. In China, most movies are directed at the center, and the director is above everything else in the crew. Many actors have been cut scenes because they offended the director, and even ruined their entire careers. So they hardly refute the director's suggestion on set.

But Xia Xiqing didn't plan to act much, and he wasn't worried about offending people.

"Jiang Tong's character is not weak and timid. If it were him, he would have died long ago. His father gambled and beat him and his mother to death since he was a child. If he was beaten to death, he worked alone to support himself until now, and if such an experience is left on anyone's body, he would have committed suicide long ago."

Xia Xiqing's tone was calm, but Zhou Ziheng's heart ached inexplicably.

"He's not afraid, but he doesn't have the ability to resist, so he can only bear it. Like you said, Jiang Tong has been bullied by these gangsters for a long time, and he has become accustomed to this kind of life. If he is habitually accepting harm, he will act like a dead heart. Maybe more real."

No one of the large and small staff on the set, lighting, photography, set management, and waiting actors expressed their opinions. Everyone knows that Kuncheng is a director with a good character, and it is even more clear that he is a stubborn director.

"I agree too." Zhou Ziheng's voice broke the silence, "In fact, Jiang Tong is braver than Gao Kun, and it is Gao Kun who is really afraid, not Jiang Tong who looks weaker."

Director Kun stared at the ground with a solemn expression, his brows furrowed tightly. After a while, he stood up, looked at the sky, and then at the determined expression on Xia Xiqing's face. At this moment, he really felt that he was standing in front of him. It's not Xia Xiqing, but the real Jiang Tong.

"I admit defeat." Kun Cheng shrugged his shoulders, grabbed a handful of hair on the back of his head with a smile, "Jiang Tong in your mouth is closer to this role, very good, very good."

A fire suddenly ignited in his heart, how he hoped that the play could fully present its essence under his direction for the audience to see.

"Yes, that's the way to shoot." Kuncheng repeated excitedly, "Just shoot like this!"

Xia Xiqing also raised the corners of his mouth, the expression on Kuncheng's face was all too familiar to him.

That is the supreme desire for artistic creation.