Chapter 149: Crooked Strike

The meaning of the village chief's hidden needles can even be heard by a simple child like Song Ci!

One word, it is to protect the short!

Come to think of it, Songjiazhuang has a history of almost 200 years, and has developed into a scale of more than 200 households today, and there are basically no foreign surnames, which is not normal in itself.

Probably it's a method like Huairou, where outsiders come over, either blend in and change their names and surnames, or they are excluded so much that they can't live, and they have to move away to find a livelihood, right?

Song Ci's nerves are highly tense, and some of them have thought a lot, and they consciously experience this scene today, and their whole life has been sublimated!

As it turns out, it wasn't entirely her delusion either.

The boycott was completely resolved, and in order to show the sincerity and determination of the cooperation business, the big guys immediately arranged their gongs and drums and filmed first.

The previous solo scenes have basically been filmed, and most of the rest are the rivalry between Xiao Xiaohua and Xiao Xiangyang, and there are a few group scenes, and the task is not light.

The director chose a rivalry between young actors, the plot is not complicated, it is a scene where Xiao Xiangyang teaches Xiaohua to recognize words and enlightenment, just enough to undertake the content of the film cut yesterday, and the atmosphere is also very pleasant and suitable.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

The director and Xu Weijun were like chicken blood, and all departments were quickly arranged, and they couldn't see the decadent and sluggish appearance of the previous drunkenness.

The captain and a few cadres were not in a hurry to leave, learning from Song Chunan to do some physical work for the crew and arrange a scene or something, they were all quite happy, and they didn't mean to watch Song Chunan not tell him to make another mistake.

Soon, the lighting and photography of the scene props were in place, and the little actors also put on makeup and stood in their respective positions.

The scene recorded the number of shooting scenes, and the director gave an order and shouted, and the scene fell silent.

As soon as Xiaohua's back was carrying a bundle of firewood that was thicker and longer than her body, Song Chunan exploded!

Song Ci glanced at it consciously, and then the whole person shrank back, tightened the thick hemp rope that fell tightly on his shoulders, gritted his teeth and slammed it up, pulling out his feet and rushing home.

"Dad, I'm not lazy, I'll go home right away to cook pig food and feed the pigs!"

The little girl's voice trembled, and she begged for mercy timidly.

Song Chun'an seemed to have been immobilized by a spell, one foot was raised in the air, his mouth was half open, and two or three green tendons burst out on his neck, but he didn't move or shout.

The captain dragged him back, covered his mouth, hugged his shoulders, and swore not to let anyone go over to make trouble.

"Ah, Brother Xiangyang, come and help me!"

Song Ci showed a touch of surprise on his face, his little black and yellow face was obviously not good-looking, and his two big black and white eyes were shining, and he immediately lit up a dull little face.

It's like the moon that suddenly passes through the dark clouds, so bright that people can't help but look at it again and again!

The director clenched his fist next to him and motioned for Xu Weijun to hurry up and take a close-up.

The little girl's acting skills have improved again! This is another enlightenment? Sure enough, God appreciates the food, and the spirit is not good! No one needs to order it at all!

Facing Song Ci's on-the-spot performance, Gu Mingjing was stunned for a moment, but fortunately, he quickly reacted, and followed Song Ci's meaning, and came over slightly clumsily to hold the firewood behind her.

"I, I'll carry it, right?"

He didn't say a word that was not in the script very confidently, and subconsciously looked at the director's reaction, as if he was waiting for the director to stop and was afraid to stop.

But I don't want him to behave unnaturally, just crookedly, which is just in line with Xiao Xiangyang's character at this time - a rich young master who has suffered from family difficulties, and is desolate and embarrassed under the fence.

Song Ci smiled at him unceremoniously:

"Okay, let's do it together. ”

The two children worked together and carried the firewood home.

When he was about to walk out of the shooting range, Song Ci turned his head, quickly glanced around, and showed a sly smile.

"Brother Xiangyang, my father is gone, let's rest. ”

Gu Mingjing was led by the nose, and put down the firewood with a sigh, not knowing what to do next.

Song Ci pulled him to sit side by side on the firewood, picked up the clean place on his sleeve and wiped his sweat.

Gu Mingjing subconsciously dodged.

Song Ci bit his lip lightly, his eyes darkened, and he retracted his hand as if he was inferior.

Gu Mingjing looked at the director at a loss, then looked at the sad Song Ci, and muttered an apology:

"I'm not ......"

Song Ci's face lit up again, and he smiled as if he understood:

"I know, I know. ”

Then the little girl, who was very understanding and cheerful, put a short branch into his hand, and whispered:

"Didn't Brother Xiangyang promise to teach me how to write my name?

Gu Mingjing subconsciously clenched the thin branch in her hand, nodded under her expectant eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally the right thing to say in the script!