75. Holding hands and looking at each other with teary eyes

Paper can't contain fire after all, network information is so convenient, everyone can be a paparazzi, and the hero and heroine of "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" have still been exposed.

The reason is not unusual, after the filming of a play, a certain group actor had to ask Han Fei to sign his name, Han Fei signed it without much thought, and the national teacher just wanted to film quietly, so he didn't sign a confidentiality agreement with the group performer.

Probably the master's daughter went out to show off with her signature, in the Internet era, the speed of information transmission is fast, the news has changed hands several times, and the gossip media who smelled the smell began to investigate, and asked sideways at some activities held by Tianyu, peeling off the cocoon, and finally determined the male protagonist.

Subsequently, Little Yellow Duck's high school classmates began to break the news in the post bar, and the reporters who came to the wind also asked the teacher for confirmation, and then all kinds of three aunts and six mothers-in-law and neighbors also said conclusively that Little Yellow Duck followed the national teacher to film, and this melon after one made the media eat happily.

By the end of May, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it hadn't rained for three weeks.

Finally, on the day of Children's Day, the weather finally turned cloudy, and in the afternoon, there was a light rain in the sky.

Today is the last day of filming in Qinglong Village, and after filming the scenes here, the rest of the days will be spent in the hospital. The amount of this scene is very small, but the difficulty is still quite large, because there is no line in the whole scene, it all depends on the eyes.

The timeline is chaotic, because the scene where the third child is hospitalized in the military hospital has not yet been filmed, but here is the scene where the two come out of the military hospital and are separated. Although the third child didn't tell Jingqiu what illness he had, Jingqiu vaguely sensed a little seriousness.

It will take some time for the props team to transfer the ferry, sitting in the Jinbei van, Han Fei used his mobile phone to brush the revelations of the online media, the juvenile photos of the little yellow duck have been exposed in the past two days, looking at the tomboy with sharp eyes and a cold temperament on the picture, Han Feile said: "Hey, it turns out that you looked like this when you were a child, if you change into darker clothes, can you tell that you are male and female?"

Zhou Dongyu glanced at Han Fei with slanted eyes, exuding a momentum of "If I hadn't just become an adult, I would have let you get a white knife in and a red knife out", and said coldly: "You are enough, don't recite "Mulan Ci" here." ”

Han Fei said in thought: "All kinds of signs show that you are already on fire." ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Dongyu couldn't help but be a little depressed, she pouted her lips and complained: "Alas, I don't know where so many relatives and friends came from, and they broke all the troubles I had when I was a child on the Internet, which is really a shame." ”

"Normal, when "Happy Boys" was on the air, there were still a lot of people on the Internet who claimed to be my classmates and alumni who made up black materials to smear me. ”

"Hey, what does it feel like to be on fire?"

Han Fei leaned back, pretending to be an old-timer, and said with a chattering expression: "The feeling of being hot is that you are twice as cool, and bitter is also twice as bitter." ”

Zhou Dongyu's face was bitter, she glanced at Han Fei, and said, "Ah, I'm afraid that my small body can't withstand this pressure." ”

"Isn't there still a director in front of you to support you, you have signed the director's company, and when the sky falls, there is the director Optimus Prime on top. ”

"yes, but I still feel ......"

The little yellow duck was about to continue, but the scene reporter came over and asked them to film: "The ferry has come, you two hurry down." ”

"Okay. ”

"Got it. ”

The little yellow duck got out of the car and went straight to the ferry, while Han Fei stood at the ferry, the raindrops were as thin as cow's hair, dripping on their necks and blowing cold, bringing a touch of coolness to people in the hot weather.

"Don't stare at the camera, be natural. ”

"Come, all departments ready, action!"

With the sound of the scene, the ferry started slowly, the national teacher really trusted these two young people, this scene was actually shot with a panoramic long shot, the long shot is a double-edged sword, although the visual effect of the finished film is very good, but it tests the acting skills and notes of the actors.

The sky was as dark as a black cloud destroying the city, the rain was not strong, and there was a little hazy feeling of smoke and rain, sprinkled on the water, ripples, Zhou Dongyu stood by the railing, she was wearing a white printed shirt, an indigo coarse cloth skirt underneath, her arms were thin on the railing of the ferry, her eyes changed with the movement of the cruise ship, staring at Han Fei on the shore.

On the other end, Han Fei put his hands in his trouser pockets, watching Zhou Dongyu go away and the boat heading east, he also paced along the riverbank, following the movement of the ferry all the way.

The group performers were either holding oil-paper umbrellas, or wearing raincoats, or standing silently, or looking ahead, but Han Fei and Zhou Dongyu kept looking at each other, as if there were only these two left.

He crossed the half-man-high grass, and he brushed away the branches that covered his head, just so that his eyes would not take his eyes off her, and she was standing in the middle of the ferry, but when the boat reached the dock on the other side, she moved to the stern, and one passenger after another walked in front of her, until the captain urged her to disembark, and then reluctantly walked to the pier, one step at a time.

The photographer is really tired, this kind of scene not only tests the actors, but also tosses the photographer, Zhao Xiaoding and another photographer Xie Zhe follow the shooting, and another photographer named Xie Tianxiang has to keep aiming at the ferry, none of the three of them can make a mistake, a little mistake, with the requirements of the national teacher for the movie, it is ironclad to come N times.

"Xiaoding, Xie Zhe, zoom out a little farther away. ”

"Tianxiang, you freeze the camera, the ship has stopped. ”

The national teacher's eyes were staring at the three display screens, generally pondering the picture and the actors, and at the same time he had to remind the photographer that he was not a master who didn't understand this kind of scene at all.

Zhou Dongyu left the dock and walked onto the embankment, Han Fei also followed her footsteps, the river was about thirty or forty meters wide, and he couldn't see the other party's expression at all, he could only find a vague figure, but Han Fei seemed to be face to face with Zhou Dongyu at close range, walked forty or fifty steps, both of them stopped, and he continued to look at the opposite side with his hands in his pockets.

The wind is blowing, the rain is gentle, the cicadas are deafening, and the people are clinging, on that side, Zhou Dongyu waved his right hand to say goodbye to Han Fei, and the two lines of clear tears flowed down naturally, she sniffed, one foot deep and one foot shallow, the rain mixed with tears slid down but she didn't care about wiping it, she walked a few steps and looked back, the crying became bigger and bigger, and her face was wrinkled.

At this end, looking at the almost indistinguishable wave, Han Fei's heart was suddenly pricked, he seemed to understand why the director chose to shoot in such weather, the cicada was poignant, the long pavilion was late, the shower was at the beginning, and the most suitable thing for the rainy day was not the pleasant music, nor the silky Dove chocolate, but the parting. At that moment, Han Fei's eyes suddenly burst into tears, holding hands and looking at the tears, he was speechless, he raised his arms and made a false hug, this difference, the good days and good times must be false, a thousand styles, no one can say.

Zhou Dongyu finally turned around and made the same virtual hug as Han Fei, neither of them could see each other's expressions, but their hearts were close together, and the tears slipped silently in unison, after a while, she turned her head, and after all, she couldn't help but leave, but Han Fei kept a virtual hug posture, and her eyes watched her go away, one step, two steps, three steps, until the footsteps completely walked into the rape field, and her body was covered by the ripe rape.

"Click, over!"

"Over there, hurry up and see the winter rain, the little girl is crying miserably. ”

"Towels, hot water, hurry up. ”

The national teacher methodically commanded the crew of the crew, stopping and stopping, Han Fei still didn't come back to his senses, his eyes were still looking at the other side, and his arms were stiff, and he didn't recover until the assistant who sent the towel and hot water came over.

"Are you alright? Towel, wipe it quickly, don't catch a cold. ”

"It's okay, let me take my time, let me take my time. ”

Han Fei wrapped his head in a towel and squatted down on the bank of the river with a cup of hot water, there was not a single line in the performance just now, the old man who wrote "The Self-cultivation of Actors" said that the best performance is silent, Han Fei took a sip of hot water, his eyes stared at the rippling river, and his mind seemed to be empty again.

This performance just now, probably, no, it is my best performance, and the door seems to have been completely pushed open.