68. The hero and heroine who experience life

It rained intermittently in the past two days, and although the rain was not heavy, it still had a certain impact on the crew's work to transform the environment. Today, the weather is sunny again, and the national teacher still wears his iconic cap and patrols several major filming locations with a straight face.

"No, no, the wallpaper of this color is too bright, how can the houses in the village have such bright exterior walls in those years, and it can be used in the town and schools. ”

"Director, what about this one? This one is quite dark. ”

"Well, this is okay, it's raining in the past two days, and the ground is very slippery, pay attention to safety, and strive to finish pasting all the wallpaper on the exterior wall today." ”

Most of the houses in the village were renovated in the eighties and nineties, most of them were bungalows, and there were many buildings, but the colors were too light to show the sense of the sixties, so the crew had to paste dark wallpaper on the exterior walls of the houses to make them old.

On the other side, a team of props group is in full swing to paint slogans on the old house, such as "Down with all reactionaries, long live the great leader" and the like, and the other team is also orderly moving props down from the big truck, there are wooden basins, washboards, kerosene lamps, hot water bottles, hard hats, and plaster statues, etc., these objects are not counterfeits, and the procurement of the props group has spent a lot of effort to exchange them from the thrift market, and the details are particularly real.

In order to cooperate with the shooting, the ferry terminal in the village has also been reorganized, the cement floor has been demolished, and large stones have been laid instead, in addition, in order to prevent goofs, the water heater and satellite receiving antenna on the roof of a villager's house have been temporarily removed by the crew.

Of course, the most awesome thing is that the local government issued a document, and local TV stations and newspapers are not allowed to report the relevant content of "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", and the confidentiality work is done very well. A good deed person photographed the crew's car and a side face of the national teacher, and sent the picture to the local forum to show off, and it was deleted by the moderator in less than an hour, and then the moderator and administrator also painstakingly advised, hoping that everyone would not scare the national teacher away.

The national teacher walked all the way forward, like a high-spirited monarch patrolling his territory, the crew was already operating in an orderly manner, he looked at his colleagues who were busy, and his face, which had been straight, finally showed a little smile.

On the way back, Zhao Xiaoding was carrying a camera to shoot at the golden rape flowers, and his posture was constantly changing.

"Hey, I finally came out for a trip, the sun shines so comfortably, the air is so fresh, idle is idle, why don't you take more pictures." Zhao Xiaoding closed the lens cover, turned around and replied with a smile.

Zhang Yimou held his arm, glanced around, took a deep breath of moist air, only felt extremely comfortable, nodded and said: "That's right, when I come here, it's really a bit of a pastoral retreat." ”

"The flowering period of rape flowers is almost over, and in another week you will not be able to see the golden armor of this village. ”

"Wait, wait, the actors are still a little bit worse. ”

Zhao Xiaoding smiled without saying a word, and continued to hold the camera to take pictures of the scenery of Qinglong Village.

Qinglong Village is a really good place to choose, especially the village chief's house to be filmed, there is only a widowed old lady left in this household, and the house is also very old.

The ground of the house was very high, and a bumpy path ran down like a snake, and the trees and bushes beside the road were completely savage, crooked, and luxuriant. The further down the road became, the narrower it became, and after passing a rape field, the road became a ridge, wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Nearby, the wind is gentle and smooth, the rape flowers stretch and sway out of the golden waves, in the distance, as far as the eye can see, the low mountain is hidden in the misty mist, looming, such as the beautiful woman still holding the pipa and half covering her face, and then go down, a gurgling river flows to the east, the sound of the sound is crisp, the stream is clear, and the pebbles of all colors lie quietly in the water.

Remote, tranquil, laid-back, and unpretentious, all the advantages of the countryside are available here.

……

On the other end, Han Fei was riding a bicycle, uh, that's right, he had been in Qinglong Village for a few days, and the national teacher told him three things, one was to memorize the lines well, not to drop the chain, the second was to carefully figure out the character of the third child, and the third was to ride a bicycle well, and the national teacher said that this was to experience life.

The car is a new car specially custom-made, and the style is the same as the already 28 bars, but it was deliberately worn out by the props team, and it doesn't look like a play.

This kind of bicycle Han Fei's father originally bought, when he was a child, Han Fei often sat on the big bar to feel the wind and lightning brought to him by his father, and later, he began to ride by himself, but at that time he was not tall enough, and his legs could not lift the big bar, so he could only use an awkward posture to drill under the big bar and ride half-standing.

Although the third child is a member of the geological exploration team, it seems that the national teacher's plan does not arrange an exploration task for him, so Han Fei does not need to do coolies.

"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze......"

Han Fei wore a half-open denim jacket, speeding over and over again on the not very wide streets of Yangping Town, sometimes opening his arms, embracing the breeze whistling in his ears, and whistling on his mouth, extremely happy, if Zhao Xiaoding was also here, he would definitely take pictures of this paragraph, he rode back and forth like this, just like Zhong Yuemin in "Blood Romance", as free as the wind.

In fact, even Han Fei himself didn't notice the change in his mentality, if he observed it carefully, the expression on his face was much more relaxed after a few days.

When you go out of the street and turn right to the middle school, the little yellow duck is also experiencing life, and when she sees the little yellow duck who is "suffering", Han Fei smiles even more happily.

Jingqiu's family composition is not good, and she was finally selected by the school as a teacher candidate to stay in school, so she naturally has to work harder in her usual work and labor.

The little yellow duck is a city baby, usually at most in school to do hygiene, where to push a cart to pick up sand and other work, the crew has to send someone out to teach her.

"You put the rope on your shoulders and find that balance, your waist and legs. ”

"Is that so?" the little yellow duck carried the flat shoulder on her shoulder, and the iron hooks at both ends shook irregularly, and before she could hang the iron bucket on it, it felt like it was about to crush her thin body.

"No, don't shake your upper body, use the muscle of your shoulder to bear the force, don't use bones, and the bones will be unbearable when you add a bucket to it. ”

The little yellow duck was quite stubborn, made a few strokes, and directly asked the other party to hang the two empty iron buckets, fortunately the iron buckets were not heavy, she shook a few times, seemed to find a balance point, picked up the bucket steadily, and said with a smile: "Is this so, is it not so?"

"That's right, put it down. ”

"No, let me feel it again. ”

Han Fei straddled the bicycle diagonally, his right leg supported the ground, and looked at Zhou Dongyu who was smiling brightly, this girl's smile was very infectious, Han Fei had seen so many actresses, and he never felt that anyone could smile like her, he was also infected by this smile, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled back.

"Winter rain, do you want to go for a ride?" The little yellow duck was having fun playing with the flat shoulder, and Han Fei beckoned to her with a smile.

"Huh?"

The little yellow duck, who was still immersed in the joy of playing with flat poles, suddenly came back to her senses, and when she saw Han Fei outside the iron gate of the school, she was stunned, and immediately replied: "Go, of course." ”

Saying that Zhou Dongyu is a little yellow duck is really not just from the appearance, Han Fei sat in the car, just watched her take figure-eight steps, smiling brightly and rushing over, the boy's arms seemed to swing back and forth when running, but Zhou Dongyu was swinging from side to side, not much different from a humanoid yellow duck.

"Alas, I really envy you, you are obviously a member of the geological exploration team, but you don't have to go to the exploration team to dig stones and dig mines. Zhou Dongyu pouted and said, his tone was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Seeing her expression, Han Fei continued to say, "You have to tell the director about this, it's useless to complain to me." ”

"How dare I complain to the director, these are all tasks assigned to me by the director. The little yellow duck complained with resentment while wiping the sweat beads on his cheeks with his delicate forearms.

"Well, use this. Han Fei took out a bag of heart-to-heart prints from his pocket.

The little yellow duck didn't see it at all, took the paper bag, and didn't use the conventional method to open it, but the ghost slapped it vigorously with both hands, and the paper bag made a loud "bang", which scared Han Fei for a while.

"Are you naïve?" Han Fei looked at her with his hands on his hips, speechless.

"Naive, I'm still young, not like you post-80s, who are already old. ”

The little yellow duck was not ashamed but proud, and also made up for Han Fei, so that Han Fei couldn't even speak, grass, I'm really cheap, I didn't take out this pack of tissues if I knew it, you post-90s will really hurt your heart.

"Hey, there's a saying that is very popular among our classmates, it's about tissues, do you want to hear it?"

"No, no interest. ”

"If you don't listen, you have to listen, our classmates have said among themselves, all the boys who carry tissues with them are either gay or flowery radishes, which one are you?" The little yellow duck's eyes flashed with gossip, and he tilted his little head to look at Han Fei.

"I'm your uncle, what a bad theory. The second monk Han Fei was puzzled, and after saying this, he was about to pedal the bicycle pedal and leave.

"Don't go, didn't you say take me for a ride?"

"I don't bring it, I'm tired. ”

"Hey, how can you talk doesn't count. ”

"I'm gay, I don't want to carry a girl, okay?"

Han Fei is a face-saving person after all, and after a long time of trouble, she still didn't beat the little yellow duck, so she had to drive her through the streets of Yangping Town.

In addition to Miss Jiang, the female creature carried by Han Fei in the back seat of his bicycle is also Han Lin, if the director hadn't let him communicate with the heroine, he wouldn't have been willing to be so close, although there was such a scene in the script that asked him to carry Jingqiu.

The streets of Yangping Town are sloping from south to north, riding down from the school, there is no need to step on it at all, Han Fei also tried to let go of his hands in the case of carrying people, the little yellow duck is really terrifyingly light, he feels that there is not much difference between carrying people and not carrying people.

After riding back and forth a few times, Zhou Dongyu's eyes were so happy that his eyes were smiling like crescents, and he kept laughing like silver bells, Han Fei thought about it and asked, "How did you memorize the script?"

"Ahh ”

"Also, the third year of high school is the peak of most people's memory. ”

"What do you want to do?" asked the little yellow duck in a daze.

"There's this play in the script, you know?"

"Hmm. ”

"Let's get the lines right, do you remember?"

"Okay, let's try it. ”

Han Fei twisted the brakes, his long legs lifted over the big bar, and landed firmly on the ground, while the little yellow duck sat sideways in the back seat with a serious expression.

"Don't do this in the future, it's scared me to death. ”

The little yellow duck seemed to start the performance in an instant, grabbing the iron frame in the back seat with both hands, leaning back with his upper body, and his legs as thin as hemp rods were straight up, Han Fei pouted, thinking that you are really a genius.

"Well, accept your criticism with an open mind. He pushed the bicycle forward, turned around and smiled at Zhou Dongyu, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Is your arm alright?"

"It's okay, it's just that the blood is flowing a little more, and the nurse said that my clotting mechanism is a little worse. ”

"Do you want to check it again?"

"No, a lot of blood flow means that you are in good health. ”

After saying this, Han Fei shook his head, as if he felt that the emotion of this scene was not in place, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

"What's wrong?, is there something wrong with what I said?" Sensing Han Fei's emotions, Zhou Dongyu asked timidly.

"No, I just think it's almost that funny, but I can't think of what doesn't give it up. Han Fei shook his head, recalling the words just now, but he still didn't notice anything wrong, he just felt that his emotions were not in place.

Little Yellow Duck has no acting experience, but it may also be due to her lack of acting experience, and she can only see the clues from the outsider by virtue of her talent, she was suddenly a little embarrassed, pursed her lips, and said shyly: "Hey, or, or I sit on the big bar in front of me, and you ride me again, how about it?"

Han Fei was also stunned, but after thinking about it, it seemed that this proposal was quite good.

"Okay. ”

The trees on both sides were flourishing, and the sunlight was projected through the gaps in the leaves, hitting the two of them in small pieces, and the little yellow duck sat sideways on the big bar in front of him, covering his face with his hands and sneering, and sometimes secretly glanced back at Han Fei, and Han Fei kicked his feet quickly, and the breeze pushed his hair back.

"I've known you for a long time, and you haven't called me yet?"

"Uh......"

"What do you call me?"

"I don't know what to call you?"

"Anyway, you can't call me the same as others, say, what the hell call me?"

"I'll talk about that later. ”

After reading these lines, Han Fei and Zhou Dongyu were stunned, it was like two blades slashing at each other, and suddenly a spark burst out, which made the two of them shudder, this feeling was very mysterious, and it disappeared quickly.

Zhou Dongyu didn't think there was anything wrong, he just thought it was a daily nonsense, but Han Fei was different, he had received formal acting training anyway, and he had also undergone the tempering of several plays, he knew that this was probably a silent tacit understanding between the two people in the play.

Of course, Zhang Guoshi would be even happier if he saw this scene, the two protagonists had never heard him talk about the play, and they actually sparked by mistake.