Chapter 79

It rained for more than two weeks in a row, flooding most of the communities where the filming took place, directly disrupting the filming plan of the crew. Jiang Yin also flew to Wuhan specially for the meeting. Fortunately, the previous shooting schedule was very tight. The content originally scheduled to be filmed in two months was compressed into one and a half months, which reserved a lot of space for follow-up changes.

"So you're going to shoot the next episode first?" Xia Xiqing couldn't help but worry, "But with Zhou Ziheng's body shape..."

"Okay." Zhou Ziheng took over the words directly, "I will try my best to lose weight these days, plus makeup, I don't think it's a big problem."

"There's nothing we can do, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the Berlin Film Festival." Kuncheng touched his chin and sighed.

Jiang Yin held a pen in her hand and tapped lightly on the table, "Don't talk about the film festival, this is a later story. We originally planned to set the date on December 1st for World AIDS Day. The meaning is consistent and the timing is right. It’s not bad, after Double Eleven and before the Double Dan Festival, avoid strong files. But at least two months are reserved for post-editing production, plus the time for review. You can calculate.”

Zhou Ziheng frowned, "The filming should be finished by August at the latest."

But now it's only a week away from July, and the time is too tight.

"If you don't make up the shots, you can finish it smoothly." Director Kun looked at the schedule, "There are not many shots left, there are not many scenes left."

These days when it was raining, the group had finished filming all the scenes that needed rain, and even the assistant director joked, "This is the most economical group I've ever been in, and the rain scenes are all real rain."

They had just transferred to the convenience store where Jiang Tong worked in the play. The set and props staff were making arrangements. Xia Xiqing and the assistant director stood by and waited. Hearing the assistant director joking, Xia Xiqing also said, "Wuhan is like this. better."

Coincidentally, Zhou Ziheng, who had just finished putting on makeup, came over and stood beside Xia Xiqing, listening to him continue, "When I was in high school, it was flooded at every turn. The stadium was so low that it was flooded into a lake. It's like sailing a boat, and I even caught a fish on the way."

Speaking of which, Zhou Ziheng laughed first, "Where are you drowning?"

"I was a little shorter than I am now, maybe even 1.8 meters. At the worst, I drowned my knees." Xia Xiqing recalled leaning against the door, "At that time, there were many boys in the class who carried girls out and put them away To the bus stop or something." He suddenly laughed, "Chenchen was almost carried back at that time, and he didn't agree to it because he was ashamed, and the two almost didn't quarrel."

The assistant director laughed, "Xi Qing, you didn't take the opportunity to memorize the female classmates in the class?"

Zhou Ziheng imagined the scene for a moment, turned his face to look at Xia Xiqing, and smiled as if watching the excitement, "Yes, what about you?"

"Me?" Xia Xiqing smiled sullenly, "I can't take care of myself, whoever has nothing to do to carry them, I can't wait for someone to carry me, every time it rains, it will ruin several pairs of me. sneakers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Ziheng giggling, and even the assistant director was a little puzzled.

Is it so funny?

When the assistant director was busy with other things, Zhou Ziheng bumped Xia Xiqing with his shoulder, "I'll carry you."

Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, and it happened that the field manager called his name, he responded, and put half of the coffee in Zhou Ziheng's hand into Zhou Ziheng's hand, ready to go to the director's place.

"I won't let you carry it, won't you carry it?"

Qing Piao Piao left those words, smiled and picked up Xia Xiqing with an umbrella, leaving Zhou Ziheng alone to smirk on the spot.

Next to Director Kun stood another new actor Guo Yang, a handsome actor in his 40s. With his neat suit in the play, it is easy to give people a good impression. On the night of the meeting, Xia Xiqing had already met with him, and the two had already played against each other beforehand.

"Fortunately, I'm also tall," Guo Yang, who is 1.9 meters tall, laughed. "Otherwise, Jiang Tong wouldn't be able to appear weak in front of ordinary people."

Kuncheng also burst into laughter, "This is the film with the highest average height of male actors I've ever filmed. I feel like I'm falling into a hole every day."

Guo Yang has also been in the entertainment industry for many years. He was unsuccessful in his early years and never made a big splash, but after entering middle age, he has won the love of many young female fans because of his elegant temperament and superb acting skills.

In this play, he played Cheng Qiming, a business executive who noticed Jiang Tong because he was buying cigarettes in a convenience store. He saw Jiang Tong thinking of his younger brother, and he was very kind to him. He came to see him in his name, and he also brought gifts when he went on business trips.

Jiang Tong was resistant at first, but gradually he was willing to accept his kindness. Then, when I accompanied Gao Kun to the test, he learned from the doctor that the virus in his body had become drug-resistant, and it was very likely that the person who infected him had already taken the drug and had a drug-resistant reaction, so he took the drug. It was late again, and immunity was almost gone. If they want to continue treatment, it is far from enough to rely on the first-line drugs distributed by the state for free, but they do not have the money to buy the drugs at their own expense.

Seeing Gao Kun being admitted to the hospital due to complications, Jiang Tong worked desperately, but still couldn't help him, so he could only borrow money from Cheng Qiming for help. Coincidentally, when Gao Kun and Lingling were together, they read an interview with Cheng Qiming in a magazine.

At that time, Lingling also mentioned gossip, "I heard a little sister of mine who works in a high-level club say that this man doesn't like little girls, and only finds the duck in the club to accompany you to drink."

Gao Kun misunderstood Jiang Tong, and the two had a big fight.

This is the scene they need to finish today, and it is also the last rain scene of this film.

"Jiang Tong is here, just right, let's talk together, this is two literary dramas plus a conflict scene." A little assistant held an umbrella for Kun Dao, he walked outside the glass door, "Wait a minute we will use a few There are shots from different angles, and one is outside the door. So if you are moving, you should pay attention to it, and try to make this camera clear."

After roughly explaining it several times, Kuncheng returned to the monitor.

"I'm ready to shoot the first one."

"The 74th scene of "Tracking" A-mirror for the first time, Action!"

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Jiang Tong, who had been on duty for two hours, had already moved more than a dozen boxes of goods, filling the vacancies on the shelves one by one. He was afraid of strangers, and it was inconvenient to hear that he could not be a cashier, so he could only do some more difficult and tiring work.

The cashier's colleague, Archie, came over suddenly clutching his stomach, patted his shoulder, and said loudly to him, "Jiang Tong, I went to the toilet, and my stomach hurts, please help me stand at the counter, thank you. ."

Jiang Tong lowered his head halfway, took off his gloves and put them in his pockets and walked to the counter. Fortunately, there was no one in the early morning, so he didn't need to worry too much.

Who would have thought that just as he thought so, the automatic welcome voice of the convenience store at the entrance rang. Jiang Tong raised his head dully, then lowered quickly, only a pair of legs in expensive suits were in sight.

The customer took a cup of coffee, stood in front of the counter again, and said kindly, "Hello, please give me that packet of Yellow Crane Tower full of stars."

The other party's voice was really gentle, Jiang Tong only heard the words "Yellow Crane Tower", and hurriedly squatted down to find a bag for him, and pushed it with his head down.

"No, I want the gypsophila, the blue soft bag."

blue.

Jiang Tong knew that he was looking for the wrong one, so he squatted down to find the blue Yellow Crane Tower, held it in both hands and handed it to the guest, stammering and saying sorry in a low voice.

The hands that took the cigarette were clean, and the nails were neatly trimmed.

"Thank you, how much is it?"

Jiang Tong swiped, then glanced up cautiously, saw the number on the screen, and laboriously reported it to the guest standing in front of him.

He took out a one-hundred-yuan note from his wallet and handed it to Jiang Tong. He waited patiently for him to get the change. Finally, he said thank you, pushed open the door and left.

When the automatic voice at the door ended, Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked up, he could only see half a figure under a black umbrella. He opened the door and got in.

"Cut!"

Although Kuncheng has a good personality, he is very good at filming. This scene of buying cigarettes has been filmed 21 times. In fact, he also felt puzzled, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng were full of tension in a play, but they always owed so much to others, and it always took a while to find that feeling.

"Wait a minute. Those scenes are the ones that Jiang Tong and Cheng Qiming have become familiar with. You have to show a sense of attachment that is similar to your father, but the scale can't be too large, and you have to grasp it well."

Hearing Kuncheng say this, Xia Xiqing felt even more difficult.

Children who have lacked fatherly love since childhood tend to have two personality tendencies when they grow up. One is the extreme desire for fatherly love and always expects to find similar substitute emotions from others. Aversion to love and similar emotions.

Xia Xiqing is obviously the latter, and asking him to play the former is a complete chasm.

After daring to act a few times, Director Kun still felt dissatisfied, "There is only softness in your eyes, and you don't have that kind of dependence on him when you open your heart."

After talking about the play for a long time, Zhou Ziheng, who was standing by the side, also participated in the discussion, "Director, do you really think Jiang Tong is open to Cheng Qiming? Although I am looking at it from Gao Kun's point of view, I feel that Jiang Tong is open to Cheng Qiming. In fact, only Gao Kun is the only one who really depends on him, if he is not forced to, he will not ask Cheng Qiming for help."

The two almost quarreled because of their roles, but this is already a common occurrence in the crew. Everyone did their own work and no one intervened. The two said that it was impossible to get to grips with each other, and Xia Xiqing finally expressed his opinion.

"If he really relies on Cheng Qiming, he must have told him Gao Kun's illness early on. He kept hiding it was actually a form of distrust." After speaking, he paused again, "What's more, In a living environment like Jiang Tong's, since he was a child, he watched his mother bring all kinds of adult men home. It is unrealistic for men to feel dependent."

Zhou Ziheng glanced at him worriedly, and reiterated his concept to Kuncheng. Even Guo Yang, who was watching from the sidelines, stood in line, "Actually, I think their analysis is more reasonable. If I were to play Jiang Tong, I would be more afraid to wince." He started joking again when he said this, "But I I can only play middle-aged Jiang Tong, hahaha."

Only then did Kuncheng compromise, and he felt that his thinking was a bit biased, but he has always been a director who is willing to accept suggestions from actors. Filming is originally a team creation, and sometimes the director may not necessarily feel more deeply about a character than the actor.

"Then let's do it again according to this idea."

Taking another three or four shots, Zhou Ziheng stared at the monitor, watching the emotions in Xia Xiqing's eyes in the camera. For Xia Xiqing, pretending to be weak is not difficult at all, and with his face, there is no sense of disobedience at all. But what is so amazing is that in addition to timidity and cowardice, he sees Cheng Qiming's eyes, there is also a complex emotion, that kind of uncomfortable accepting the kindness of others, and a kind of stubbornness hidden in his bones.

Those emotions belonged to Xia Xiqing.

"Okay." Director Kun glanced at his watch, it was already three in the morning, "Let's hurry up, we won't be able to take pictures at dawn."

The last scene was the conflict scene in which Gao Kun participated. The stylist took Guo Yang down to change his clothes, the make-up artist came up to touch up Xia Xiqing's makeup, and Zhou Ziheng was there to help him with the show.

Speaking of the lines, Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, his face was very ugly, the right corner of his mouth had herpes, some of which were broken. His eye sockets were sunken, his face was unhealthy yellow, and the lymph nodes in his neck were swollen. Although he knew that it was the makeup artist's credit, he couldn't say why, just looking at Xia Xiqing felt distressed.

"Don't look at me." Zhou Ziheng covered his face with the script.

"Don't look at him," the makeup artist's sister supported Xia Xiqing's chin with her hand, "I can't even put on his makeup after looking at him."

"Who looked at him?" Xia Xiqing turned his head over and heard Zhou Ziheng smiling beside him.

He suddenly remembered that when he first started, he came to audition to prevent other little fresh meat from filming with Zhou Ziheng. Thinking about it this way, I was really stupid back then.

But if he didn't come, they might just have an unbreakable relationship by now.

"The 76th scene of "Tracking" A-mirror for the first time, Action!"

A heavy rain fell non-stop. After moving the goods, Jiang Tong quietly entered the staff lounge, took off his coat and soaked up some water with a towel before putting it on again.

When he closed the lattice cabinet, he saw the bento box and a small box of chocolates inside.

After this night, bought a hot Sanxian bean curd in the morning tomorrow morning, and took them to the hospital to find Gao Kun. Jiang Tong closed the cabinet door, took out his phone and glanced at the time, just as he was about to put it back, a text message came. He hurriedly tucked his phone into his trouser pocket and came out of the lounge, looking around.

Outside the convenience store stood a man in a neat suit, still holding that dark umbrella. He leaned the umbrella back, showing his face and smiled at Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong glanced at the cashier counter. Tonight, he was on the night shift with a girl, who was chasing the drama with her head down and intently. He made an excuse to go out, and when he saw Cheng Qiming, he bent down again and again.

Cheng Qiming walked under the eaves of the convenience store, put away his umbrella, and smiled kindly, "Everyone else has shifts, why do you work all-night shifts every day?"

The rain was loud, but fortunately his voice was also loud, so Jiang Tong could barely hear it. He lowered his head halfway, trying to explain but couldn't explain, "I...I..."

"I'll just ask, don't be nervous." He naturally reached out and patted Jiang Tong's thin shoulder, but Jiang Tong ducked sensitively without raising his head.

"Oh yes," Cheng Qiming immediately changed the subject, "you said you have something to tell me, what is it?" Jiang Tong smelled of disinfectant, and obviously he asked again, "It's your sickness. friends?"

Jiang Tong heard this very clearly, he nodded immediately, and subconsciously wanted to use sign language, but just raised his hand and put it down, he explained to him with great difficulty, "Illness, illness...very serious...need, need a lot...more Qian...you, you..." He was so anxious that he accidentally choked and coughed several times, Cheng Qiming stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Slow down, slow down." He looked up. I looked inside the convenience store, "It's not convenient to talk here, why don't you go to the car and tell me?"

Jiang Tong glanced at the car and shook his head, "I...I want, want...borrow a little...money..." He said the last word for money very lightly. There's really no way to get money out in a big way. But he was afraid that Cheng Qiming thought he was a liar and wanted to make it clear to him. He took out a notebook and a pen from the pocket of his working clothes, "You...you...wait...I..."

After he finished speaking, he squatted down quickly, desperately trying to write down everything he wanted to say, what disease Gao Kun had, why he had it, and why he had to pay for treatment at his own expense. Anxious, trembling all over.

"Don't worry, come, let's get up and talk." Cheng Qiming pulled Jiang Tong up, "Let's go to the car, you can sit, it's inconvenient to stand here."

Jiang Tong shook his head at first, but shook his head and nodded again. Ren Cheng Qiming opened his umbrella, half wrapped his shoulders and walked to the expensive car, and gently opened the door for him.

"Come in."

Just as Jiang Tong was about to bend over to go in, a person suddenly came out and pulled him out with some strength. Jiang Tong was startled, and when he looked up, it was Gao Kun!

"High...high..."

"Come here." Gao Kun's umbrella was now overturned on the ground, the rain splashed on his face, his eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and he reached out and pushed Cheng Qiming away, "Fuck you. What?" Then he pushed again, "Where do you want to take him?"

Cheng Qiming wanted to explain, but before he could explain it clearly, Gao Kun was about to hit someone. Jiang Tong immediately stood in the middle of them, too anxious to speak, so he could only scream, grab Gao Kun's hand, The small book in it fell to the ground.

Gao Kun suddenly thought that he had just finished the injection in his hand, and there was still the eye of the needle, so he immediately retracted his hand, but the fire in his heart couldn't go down, "Let me go, let go!"

Jiang Tong was taken aback by him, he let go of the hand that grabbed his arm and looked into his eyes.

"Go home." Seeing him standing still, Gao Kun roared again, "I told you to go back, don't you understand human language?"

"Don't do this, he's here to help you..."

Gao Kun interrupted Cheng Qiming's explanation directly, "Did I tell you to speak? Please stay away from him, if you want to harm others, don't look for him! Don't think that you can spoil others just because you have two money. !”

Jiang Tong suddenly understood what Gao Kun meant.

He bent down in silence, picked up the little book that had been soaked in a bad way, and handed it to Gao Kun without saying a word, but Gao Kun was in a fit of anger, and he didn't finish talking with Cheng Qiming, so he couldn't care less about Jiang Tong.

"Let me tell you! I don't care if you like men or women, but you are not allowed to touch Jiang Tong! He is not your kind of person, please stay away from him!" The boy that the epidemic prevention center saw was also pure and white, and he was younger than Jiang Tong, but after playing in a bar for one night, he was drunk and raped and contracted AIDS, so he became like him. , trembling with fear every day.

Gao Kun pushed Jiang Tong with his elbow, "Go home, go home."

Jiang Tong's book was pushed away by him again, he picked it up in a hurry, stood up and was about to give it to him, when he found Gao Kun collapsed at his feet.

He was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, hurriedly hugged Gao Kun's head in the torrential rain, turned around to face Cheng Qiming, and wanted to hand him the small book in his arms, but he had no choice but to keep asking him Kowtow, the incoherent voice was cut by the heavy rain.

"Save... he... beg, beg... you..."

After knocking several times in a row, Cheng Qiming couldn't bear it, so he could only squat down and the two of them lifted Gao Kun into the car and closed the door.

"You go to the co-pilot, we have to take your friend to the emergency room now."

Jiang Tong got into the co-pilot, but he almost turned around, staring at Gao Kun, who was lying unconscious in the back seat, trembling all over.

Cheng Qiming glanced at him, sighed, and started the car to the hospital.

"Pass."

It took fourteen shots to win this scene. The three actors dragged in the rain for an hour and a half. As soon as the director called to stop, several assistants immediately stepped forward with umbrellas and wrapped towels around them. There was a problem with the car that Jiang Yin arranged for Xia Xiqing. Xiaoxiao could only temporarily take him to Zhou Ziheng's RV. Anyway, it was raining heavily at this time, and there were almost no paparazzi.

"Finally, the filming was finished before dawn, and if you continue to consume it like this, you will get sick." Xiaoxiao took clean clothes and hot black tea that had been prepared for a long time, and took off the makeup on Zhou Ziheng's face, "It's good for Xi to be sick. half a month."

Xi Qing said thank you with a smile, and then followed Xiao Luo to the driver's seat in front, and helped them close the curtain very thoughtfully, "You can sleep for a while, and it's probably dawn when you go back to the hotel."

When Xia Xiqing got into the car, Zhou Ziheng had already changed his clothes, and now he was the only one left.

"Turn around."

Zhou Ziheng had a half-smile on his face, his voice lowered a bit, "I haven't seen it from the inside out."

Xia Xiqing was too lazy to pull with him, "Love can't turn around." He quickly took off his shirt, Zhou Ziheng obediently took a towel to dry his upper body, and put his short sleeves over his head for him.

The make-up on his face was washed away by the heavy rain long ago, and he put on white short sleeves. Xia Xiqing now looks like a student, pure and fresh.

"Let me help you with your trousers?" Zhou Ziheng picked up the trousers on the table, shook it, and was snatched by Xia Xiqing in the next second, giving him a stern look.

Although he was joking, Zhou Ziheng still turned his face away, worried about the assistant in the driver's seat, all the scenes in the play just now in his mind, and his emotions were not completely removed.

Xia Xiqing changed his clothes and lay down on the sofa bed in the RV, feeling that he was hollowed out.

Zhou Ziheng also lay down on his side, kissed Xia Xiqing's eyes, and whispered, "I'm swollen from crying."

Hearing this, Xia Xiqing covered his eyes with the back of his hand, thinking about filming, "If you continue to swell like this, you won't be able to play tomorrow."

"Don't cover it." Zhou Ziheng kissed the palm of his hand, "You look good when you cry, I like to watch it."

Xia Xiqing took his hand away and patted his forehead, "Why do I think you have a sadistic tendency? You must be a sick girl in your bones, right?"

"Sick Jiao? What is Sick Jiao?" Zhou Ziheng grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and kissed it again.

"It's..." How to explain it? Xia Xiqing thought about it, but felt that the explanation was unclear. "Forget it, you can go back and check it yourself." He looked at Zhou Ziheng, who had lost a lot of weight. In the field, he really looks like a twenty-year-old child, and the red hair can't stop the youthful spirit.

Xia Xiqing first touched his face, then went down and pinched Zhou Ziheng's waist, "You have lost a lot of weight, you must have lost fifteen pounds during this time."

"It's almost 20 pounds." Zhou Ziheng sighed, "Director Kun said I have to lose some weight, my abdominal muscles are gone."

These days, Zhou Ziheng's lunch boxes are all specially arranged by Jiang Yin. Sometimes he eats a bowl of boiled lettuce, and if it's not enough, he eats some apples cut into small pieces in the middle of filming. The figure just turned into a thin bamboo pole.

The actor's body itself needs to be adjusted according to the role. This is his job. Zhou Ziheng has not experienced filming before. He is also very willing to devote himself to art, but now filming with the person he likes, he still doesn't want him to see himself ugly. look.

Xia Xiqing poked his sunken cheek and sighed, "Hurry up and finish it."

If lose weight any more, body will collapse.

"Can't you watch it anymore?" Zhou Ziheng said with a smile.

"Why do you say that?"

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and hugged Xia Xiqing, his voice was much lower, "You didn't say before, you just like this face and body..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xiqing laughed. Zhou Ziheng looked up at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh how could I be deceived by a fool like you."

"you……"

"Although I don't dislike the white-striped chicken, you'd better train me to get back in shape after finishing the process, otherwise..." Xia Xiqing leaned over to Zhou Ziheng's ear, holding the small silver ear on his earlobe. Nails, hot and humid on the tip of the tongue, rubbed over cold metal and gradually scalding skin.

Just like his voice, soft.

"Many poses can't be unlocked."