As soon as the director shouted, the originally dimly lit courtyard was instantly brightly lit and full of people, and the field workers were busy performing their duties to prepare for the next shot.

At this time, I heard the director shouting over there: "Is Qinqin here?"

"Not yet!"

I don't know which tool man answered.

"Well, a fifteen-minute break. ”

At this time, He Xin sat on a chair at the door of the main room with a slightly tired expression to rest and catch his breath.

Don't look at just a few steps, there is no strenuous exercise, in fact, the inner struggle and the high tension of the nerves consumed too much physical strength.

Acting is really a physical job. Before every time he starts filming, he has to warm up, so that he can get excited at the same time, he also tries to stretch his body as much as possible.

"Second master, wipe your face!"

A snow-white towel was handed over.

"Hmm!"

He Xinda took it with a stab and wiped his face.

"Second master, you drink tea!"

While taking the towel back, he handed it over with a soaked Longjing teacup.

"Hmm!"

After taking it, the tea was freshly brewed, and I blew the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip of it.

"Second master, can you take a sip?"

"Tsk, there's no end to it, and I feel like I'm smoking a big cigarette. ”

He Xinhu glanced at Zhang Yi, who was nodding his head, until his expression began to change, and suddenly made a grimace at him, and took the cigarette from his hand with a smile: "Then take a puff!"

And the other party also changed his face instantly, grinning and showing his rabbit teeth, caught up with the lighter, and flattered: "Come on...... Come, second master, I'll give you some...... Point on!"

Jia Yonghua, who was sitting opposite, watched the performance of these two drama spirits painfully, and couldn't help but say: "Are you two annoyed?

"Then what are you doing with a broken machine all day long?" He Xin retorted.

Jia Yonghua usually likes to shoot with a DV, although this person inherits his father's business, but his life is relatively pure, so he loves to study this. Although he has average talent in photography, he has really worked hard.

Jia Yonghua hurriedly said: "That's my profession, and it's also a good hobby......"

was only halfway through speaking, looking at the two actors in front of him, he couldn't help but pat his mouth lightly: "Yes, I didn't say it." ”

That's right, everyone is doing a line of love!

Because the main house still needs to be slightly arranged, a few of them moved to the gate of the courtyard.

Shooting gaps, regular routines.

Smoking, drinking tea, and gossiping, there is a Zhang Yi next to him to help serve and praise.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone came to inform that Mr. Jiang was here and ready to start filming.

The room is decorated with lights, red ribbons, and red characters. Jiang Qinqin wore a red auspicious dress and sat on the edge of the bed with a red hijab, this stubborn girl was alone in the empty room on the night of the candle night in the cave room, and she had to make up for it today.

He Xin pushed the door in and faced the camera.

Xing'er, the girl who was waiting on the side, just wanted to say her lines, but she heard He Xin shouting: "Stop!"

Just when everyone was surprised, they saw He Xin shouting outside the door: "Who, spray some water on my face." ”

"Oops, I forgot. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" the scene reporter came to his senses at this time and hurriedly apologized.

This often happens in TV dramas, the actor is obviously still in the rain just now, and his face is wet, but as soon as the camera turns, that face becomes clean. This kind of goofing is often a mistake in the field notes.

The makeup assistant at the scene hurriedly ran over with a small watering can and sprayed water on He Xin's face, making him hang a few drops of water on his face.

Everything was ready, and the scene notes reconfirmed that nothing was missing, and then reported to the director through the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, get ready!"

“Action！”

When He Xin pushed the door in, he heard Xing'er whisper to Jiang Qinqin, who was wearing a red hijab: "Miss, my uncle has come in." ”

He Xin walked over step by step, and Jia Yonghua carried the machine all the way behind him.

At the same time, the camera set up behind the bed gave a close-up of his face, and I saw that his face was solemn, as if he was looking at death.

When he walked in front of Jiang Qinqin, Xing'er hurriedly handed over the weighing rod wrapped in red silk.

Without squinting, he took the scale rod and picked out the red hijab.

He only spoke to Jiang Qinqin in this scene, because of the previous verbal conflict, he directly filmed it before he had time to rehearse. Although he was silent twice before the start of filming, it was relatively conventional. Silent play is just a consolidation process, and there is no live rehearsal to trigger inspiration.

The moment the weighing rod in his hand picked up the red hijab, He Xin had a whim.

With a "clang", he threw the scale rod on the bed next to him.

The sister-in-law's bitter words and everything he heard outside the door, although he woke up, did not mean that he accepted this wife he had never met in his heart. He was impatient with this kind of red tape, and regarded it as a routine.

I saw him throw down the scale rod, squatted down, and directly raised his hands to lift the red hijab.

Jia Yonghua hurriedly gave the camera a close-up of Jiang Qinqin, and saw her raise her head in surprise.

And He Xin lost his mind the moment he saw her.

It's not acting, it's his real reaction.

He was used to seeing Jiang Qinqin's usual makeup, but at this moment, he didn't expect Jiang Qinqin, who was painted with extremely delicate bridal makeup, to be so beautiful under the orange light!

He was subconsciously stunned.

Jiang Qinqin also looked at him without blinking at this time.

A cold look, a resentful look.

Her eyelashes were so long that the tassels on the hijab drooped over her lashes.

He Xin couldn't help but raise his hand and pull the tassel to the side, looking at this beautiful face carefully, it seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had met it.

At this moment, Jiang Qinqin couldn't hold back a little, twitching her face slightly, as if she was holding back a smile.

He Xin simply threw aside the red hijab on her head and looked at it carefully.

The camera in Jia Yonghua's hand was motionless and nailed to Jiang Qinqin's face.

saw that the moment she was ripped off by He Xin again, she turned her face sideways and lowered her head and smiled.

After a while, his eyes flowed, and he shyly refocused his gaze on He Xin's face.

The two just looked at each other.

It can be said that if the people are rainbows, they will know what they are above.

"Uncle, Miss, please eat the soup with gas. In the future, the children and grandchildren will be full of good luck!"

At this time, Xing'er came over with a bowl of soup and said auspicious words with a smile.

Two pairs of red chopsticks sit on the soup bowl.

When the two reached for their pants at the same time, they found a short red rope attached to the chopsticks.

He Xin handed the chopsticks to his left hand, so that it would be convenient for the two of them to eat together. But Jiang Qinqin was obsessed with changing her chopsticks to her left hand. He Xin had to pick up the chopsticks with his right hand again.

The red rope was extremely short, and the two of them touched their heads and pulled the harmonious soup in the bowl. In fact, it is eight-treasure porridge.

Eat two bites each, and the meaning is on the line.

Seeing that his bride turned out to be so beautiful, this product finally threw away the last trace of worry at this time, put down the chopsticks, and at the same time kept nodding to Jiang Qinqin, indicating that it was almost over.

Jiang Qinqin pursed her lips and put down her chopsticks in shame.

"Uncle, Miss, the cave room is worth a thousand gold at a moment, you can go to bed!"

After Xing'er finished speaking, she retreated.

Jiang Qinqin raised her sleeve and wiped her mouth gently, the process had passed, and the eyes of both of them became soft at this moment.

"Where do I think I've seen you?"

Jiang Qinqin pouted slightly and said nothing.

He Xin seemed to smell a familiar aroma again, leaned in slightly, and took a deep breath.

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and asked, "What kind of smell, so fragrant?"

"This is a perfume brought from France by the proprietor of our Parisian firm. ”

"Perfume?"

He Xin was stunned, "What is perfume?"

Jiang Qinqin didn't say a word, raised her hand to unbutton her clothes, pulled the collar open, raised her head, revealing her white swan neck, and said, "Here!"

White!

The skin is really white, several times whiter than his girlfriend's almost wheat-colored skin.

He Xin's eyes froze suddenly, staring at the small pocket of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang inside, which was exactly the same as the one he saw in his dream.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still hear the breathing of Jia Yonghua carrying the camera behind him, and he could still see the camera position in the bed with the rest of his eyes, he really thought he was in a dream at the moment.

He suddenly buried his head in Jiang Qinqin's white, glowing neck, and greedily inhaled the tempting aroma......

But soon he straightened up again, and his eyes showed a look of confusion. He wasn't sure if he was in love with the woman in front of him, but the only thing he was sure of was that he was hungry right now.

Seeing this, Jiang Qinqin raised her eyebrows, almost like the situation in the dream, took off the red auspicious dress on her body, and left the small pocket of the dragon and phoenix, looking at him provocatively.

At the critical moment, you must not be cowardly!

He Xin took a deep breath and grabbed her round and greasy shoulders.

In Jia Yonghua's shot, his hands slowly moved up, slid across her neck, and finally picked up the beautiful and suffocating face, mustered up the courage, and gently pressed his lips up......

The camera slowly retracts and blurs.

"Ka! beautiful!"

Until the director's excited voice came from the walkie-talkie, He Xin hurriedly got up from the person's body and made way for the person's assistant to run up to help cover up and clean up the mess.

He was still a little dazed at this time, and subconsciously licked his lips, and the two of them were tightly bumped together just now.

In today's scene, many of them are subconscious actions, and what also surprised him was that even if the two had not rehearsed in advance, all the details seemed to be inappropriate and tight.

It can be said: When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless people in the world!

Just as he was sighing, he heard Jia Yonghua's loud voice from over there: "Ah Xin, you throw that weighing rod again, and I'll make up a close-up!"