"Sister Bingbing, don't hold on!"

Although He Xin has no problem with himself, he has checked some knowledge of altitude sickness before coming, such as memory loss, palpitations, insomnia, numbness of the hands and feet, facial edema, high blood pressure and other symptoms if it is severe, although he does not understand it very well, but subconsciously feels that this is very serious, and if it is not good, there may be death.

"It's okay, I know it in my heart, just take a little bit. ”

Saying that, Li Bingbing also smiled and said: "It was quite a toss when I first came, and I already have experience now." ”

Li Xue knew her temper, but she had a worried look on her face, but she didn't persuade anything more.

He Xin looked at her insistence, thought about it, walked over and discussed with Yin Li: "Director, I think it would be better to let Sister Bingbing shoot while inhaling oxygen?"

"How to shoot ...... with oxygen"

Yin Li subconsciously frowned, but then his eyes lit up, yes, according to the plot, Li Bingbing first went to the plateau, and the moment he saw He Xin, he fainted because of altitude sickness, and then talked to He Xin while inhaling oxygen, which makes perfect sense, and it is closer to the plot.

Immediately slapped his thigh and said, "That's right! Xiaohe, you have a good idea!"

To be honest, as a director, he didn't want to waste his precious half a day in vain, so he hurriedly shouted: "Hey, who, props, come ......"

When He Xin walked back, Li Bingbing was still puzzled and asked, "What did you say to the director?"

"Oh, it's just for you to take oxygen while shooting. ”

Li Bingbing is still quite smart, he immediately thought of the key, and said with a smile: "Why didn't I think of it just now? Ah Xin, you are still careful, so I don't have to worry about it now." ”

At that time, of course, it was impossible to use the kind of small canisters of oxygen that the crew has now, or the blue oxygen bags that are common in hospitals. Because it is a military hospital, the props are prepared in that grass-green color, connected to an old-fashioned yellow rubber tube with a small manual valve on the tube.

"Hey, is this bag clean?"

When the prop brought the inflated old-fashioned oxygen bag, He Xin deliberately asked again.

In case there are impurities in it and sucked into the lungs, this is no joke.

The prop said with a look of "You don't believe in my professional quality": "Don't worry, this is a medical oxygen bag, I just added a condom outside...... Oh, and the tubes are absolutely clean too. ”

He Xin was a little embarrassed by this guy, so he had to pinch his nose and keep silent.

In this way, the shots that had been shot before could only be invalidated, and Yin Li simply arranged two camera positions, one for a panoramic view and one for a close-up, to shoot this scene with a complete lens.

Of course, filming like this is entirely out of his trust in the two actors. If it was replaced by Xu Xiaoxuan in the morning, Yin Li would definitely not dare.

"Okay, everyone, get ready!"

“Action！”

Li Bingbing sat on the edge of the bed holding an oxygen bag to inhale oxygen, He Xin poured her a glass of water, and complained: "No one can lack you, you are just a nurse, come all the way here, what kind of fame?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair opposite Li Bingbing, handed her the cup, and said, "Butter tea, drink a little, it can reduce some altitude sickness." ”

The two of them have experienced the test of blood and fire together on the Korean battlefield, and have already formed a deep friendship for more than ten years, he knows that Li Bingbing has always liked him and is still alone, but his heart has long been filled with his former lovers who are far away in Wanwan, and he can't make a gap and can't accept each other's love.

Li Bingbing hurriedly took it, she held the tube inserted in her nostrils to inhale oxygen in one hand, and held the steaming cup in the other, blowing while unconvinced: "I'm not a nurse!"

"And what are you?"

"I'm now a ...... at the Shigatse Regional Hospital. Matron...... Ahem, it's burning me!"

In a hurry, she accidentally choked on the hot butter tea.

He Xin hurriedly took the cup, and at the same time was amused by her: "Haha, head nurse?"

I haven't seen him for several years, and Li Bingbing is still the little nurse who screamed when he first met on the Korean battlefield.

He put the cup on the table, turned around and looked at Li Bingbing, who was greedily inhaling oxygen while pinching the small valve on the rubber tube with both hands, his expression slowly became serious, and asked, "Your parents agreed to your coming?"

Li Bingbing pulled down the tube inserted in his nostrils, stared at him with big eyes, and said as if he was very funny: "Agreed? I will wait for them to agree, as soon as Shanghai is liberated, I will not have to go south; if I don't go south, I won't need to go to North Korea; if I don't go to North Korea, how can I know you? If I don't know you, I'll sit ...... today." What am I sitting here doing today?"

Seeing that her big eyes were full of tears, He Xin's heart felt stabbed, and he avoided her hot eyes weakly, and his nose was sour.

Really didn't use technology, imagine that a girl will not marry for you for more than ten years, even if you come to such a remote and difficult place as the roof of the world, she still runs over without hesitation, a heart that loves him has never changed, even a stone will be covered with heat, not to mention people's hearts?

He subconsciously grabbed the box of cigarettes on the table.

After saying a series of angry and anxious words just now, Li Bingbing felt a shortness of breath, and quickly inserted oxygen into his nostrils again, calming down a little, and when he looked around, he saw the cigarette in He Xinxin's hand, and couldn't help but pout.

In the past ten years, she has long been used to being rejected, and her face has long been thick, but in her heart she still regards herself as a housekeeper, and she can't help but say in a questioning tone: "You learn...... Learned to smoke?"

The breath is very short, and the lines are still not very neat, this unintentional mistake has become very appropriate in this situation. Yin Li was very keen and did not shout to stop.

He Xin didn't realize it at all, he was now completely immersed in the character, and hurriedly said: "No, it's not addictive! ”

The camera slammed him, and he saw that his chapped lips were trembling, he was moved, but there was still a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, he had a promise with his lover who was far away in Wanwan, he would never forget her, and he would always wait for her. But at this moment he was really shaken, and he felt very sorry for the infatuated woman behind him.

The cigarette case in his hand was subconsciously pinched, and finally the former lover and promise gradually gained the upper hand, he took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down his violently fluctuating mood, forced a smile and turned his head, and diverted the topic like countless times before: "Jin Di, when we come back this time to climb over the mountains......"

It's just that before he finished his words, he saw Li Bingbing's big eyes looking straight at him and said, "I changed my name!"

The smile that barely pretended to be fixed on his face slowly faded, he already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want this answer to become a reality, and it would increase the guilt in his heart for this silly girl.

Li Bingbing pulled out the leather tube, shook his head and said with a proud face: "Please call me in the future, Wang Biyun!"

Still said it, he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. Stunned, guilty, self-blame, sympathy, several feelings were intertwined, making his heart throb for a while.

He trembled his lips, showed an ugly smile, and wanted to stand up, but as if he had lost his strength all of a sudden, he propped up the bed with a slightly trembling hand and sat down beside Li Bingbing.

He still wanted to play stupid, and reluctantly smiled: "What do you mean?"

"Humph!"

Li Bingbing put down the oxygen bag he was holding, took out a red work card from the bag, deliberately didn't look at him, and handed it over arrogantly.

In these days, there is no ID card, and the work permit is a person's identity. Not to mention, Li Bingbing is now slightly hunched back, the whole person is sitting deeper, his legs are about ten centimeters apart, one hand is drooping, and then his mouth is pouting, and his eyes turn up from time to time in such a sitting posture. Although she plays Wang Jindi is a Shanghainese, because of the era, it seems to be particularly in line with the life of that era.

He Xin glanced at her, raised his hand to take it, and his hand was still trembling involuntarily. Flipping through the work card, there was an inch of black and white photo of Li Bingbing pasted on it, the date of birth, place of origin, work unit, and bright red official seal, but in the top name column, the three words "Wang Biyun" deeply pierced his heart.

He looked at her, and she looked up at him too, only her gaze was a little evasive because she was afraid of being rejected again, but in the end she looked at him bravely.

The two looked at each other.

Note that these are two shots facing the two people from different angles at the same time, which is a great test of acting skills, requiring the two to show up with the changes in the characters' emotions at the same time.

Tears slowly soaked the eyes of the two like spring water slowly oozing from the ground, and became crystal clear under the light.

When tears were about to overflow from his eyes, He Xin suddenly smiled, and at this moment he once again shook the perseverance in his heart, which was a bitter smile, and at the same time a moving smile.

His lips trembled, and he wanted to say but didn't know what to say.

Forced to stand up, slowly walking towards the opposite desk, the camera did not follow him to stand up and adjust the elevation angle, but always maintained the same height, the camera is his oily black stiff hand holding the work card, and the cuffs are very worn.

"Okay name, what are you going to do with it?" he could only say this very weak sentence.

Li Bingbing, who was sitting there, pursed his lips and said with resentment: "What can I do, in your heart...... Only Wang Biyun!"

When she said the words "Wang Biyun" at this time, she finally brought out a trace of crying, and when she raised her head, two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.