109. My son's rebellion breaks my heart

As the saying goes, "the poor play with the car, the rich play with the watch, and the sling plays with the computer", these are just basic operations, and there is nothing surprising about it, only the chosen daughter of Da Tiantian, people don't care about these blingbling things at all, bang, people play filming.

The car can make people hum poems and go to distant places, the watch can maintain its value and make heirlooms by the way, and the computer can also play masturbation, eat chicken, and watch movies.

A big beautiful girl, who works tirelessly and embarrassingly to play the big heroine, has no self-interest, and specializes in jokers, what kind of spirit is this?

However, Da Tiantian has never hyped up, and has been low-key on the road of making bad movies, what does this mean? This is a noble person, a pure person, a person who has detached himself from low-level tastes, and a person who is beneficial to jokers to create jokes to make people happy.

Compared with a certain second-generation high-profile show off of wealth, Da Tiantian is so high that I don't know where it is.

"Warring States" was invested by Lu Zheng, and the director chose Jincheng, who belongs to literary and artistic coffee, and his works made in the early years won him the Best Director's Debut Award at several major film festivals such as Golden Rooster, Hundred Flowers, Moscow, Brussels, etc., the screenwriter invited Shen Jie of "Six Groups of Serious Cases", and the martial arts team was invited from Hong Kong Island with high salaries, and on paper, this lineup is enough.

The cast should not be underestimated, Sun Honglei has become popular in recent years with "The Right Way in the World is the Vicissitudes of Life" and "Latent", but he was stunned by Lu Zheng with a salary of 10 million yuan, plus Wu Zhenyu, Jiang Bao, Nakai Guiyi, Feng Enhe, Lei Kesheng and other powerful factions, the most bullish thing is to let the peerless Jin Xishan match Da Tiantian, just like a game of four guarantees and one in the game.

Han Fei didn't know what this "Warring States" would look like, anyway, he hadn't seen it, so he knew that the score would definitely not be high.

Da Tiantian is the heroine after all, unlike Han Fei, who can still wander around in the film and television city, after chatting nonsense, she is full of joy and devotes herself to the film and television industry, Han Fei is also inexplicably admired in her heart, Da Tiantian, you have a really big heart.

The days went forward day by day, Han Fei finally started the filming process, for this new Ji Gongzi, from the director to the makeup team seemed to be very satisfied, taller than the original, more handsome than the original, and more importantly, the temperament was great, putting on makeup and dressing up, wide sleeves and wide robes, high crowns, and gestures, the chic and wanton of the noble son of Daqin was undoubtedly revealed.

"Good evening, Sister Jing. ”

After dinner, and taking a walk to digest food for a while, Han Fei quickly walked into the dressing room renovated in the side hall, and saw Ning Jing sitting on the side at a glance, she was being teased by two makeup artists, one was tied into a hairpin, and the other was smeared on her face.

Ning Jing was wearing a peach-colored skirt, covered with a pure white robe, with a graceful style and luxurious patterns, especially her temperament, because she had to make up at this time, so her head couldn't move, but her eyes rolled and she smiled: "Are you done walking?"

"It's over, and I didn't go far, I just walked around the palace twice to eliminate food. Han Fei sat down and replied.

"Young people are just energetic, and we old guys don't want to move. ”

"You are the age of elegance, what are you old. ”

Ning Jing is a 72-year-old person, at this age, she can still be old from the average person, and it is not applicable to celebrities at all, all kinds of sky-high cosmetics and medical beauty technology look no worse than a girl in her twenties, and she has a more mature temperament.

If you want to talk about Sister Jing, the figure is really good, the front and back are like Europeans and Americans, even if you are wearing a loose robe from the Warring States Period, you can't hide the plump lines, and the evaluation of "actual combat weapons" on the pedestrian street can't run, in Lao Jiang's "Sunny Day", if you have a fast hand, you can take a screenshot, it's blind.

The hair bun in the Warring States period was not complicated, and a makeup artist sister helped him get it done with three strokes and five divided by two, and then plopped to put foundation on Han Fei's face.

"Sister, can you put less powder, I am the son of Qin Guo, and I am not Lingyou. Han Fei couldn't move when he sat in his seat, so he had to roll his eyes up and complain by the way.

The makeup lady was unmoved, and took a brush-like thing to tinker with Han Fei's face a few times, then stood on the left and looked at it a few times, and then stood on the right side and looked at it a few times, feeling very satisfied, and said with a smile: "You have to believe in my business level, isn't it very good-looking?"

Han Fei saw himself in the mirror, his face was obviously white, a good son of the Qin Kingdom, as if he was very small, he replied: "Sister, this makeup is too white, if my father of King Qin sees it, he can't use a sword to chop me?"

"Isn't that good? The king won't hack you. "My makeup sister is as confident in her work as Tony is in her haircut.

"Haha, it's okay, your mother has supported you, and your father doesn't dare to cut you. ”

Ning Jing was originally painting lip makeup, but when she heard Han Fei and the makeup artist arguing, she couldn't help laughing, and said: "Tonight is a family of three, you have to behave well, don't lose face in front of your rich teacher." ”

"To be honest, I'm really a little bit of that, Teacher Fu is like an immortal that day, I am more nervous than playing against Teacher Liang Jiahui. ”

"Haha, it's okay, my mother covers you. ”

Han Fei smiled helplessly, playing a mother in the play, and you didn't forget to take advantage of it outside the play. Tonight's drama is about King Qin Xunzi, the autumn wind is cold and cool through my body, my son's rebellion hurts my heart, no matter what era, the problem of children's education is a headache.

His makeup is very simple, he went into the dressing room to change his clothes and went out, black hair, black robes and black boots, plus a red blouse, in terms of color, it is very in line with the aesthetics of the Qin State at that time, more than 13,000 times stronger than the colorful clothes such as "The Legend of Miyue" and "Si Meiren".

Walking to the dormitory where the filming was held, the staff was in full swing to arrange the scene, the pen inkstone, bamboo slips and silk silk were placed on the table, the surrounding palace lamps were more than one person high, and a large burning candle was inserted in the outstretched tentacles.

At about eight o'clock, all parties were ready, Han Fei was closing his eyes and simulating the next plot, his expression was a little serious, on the other side, Ning Jing and Fu Dalong were talking and laughing, the clouds were light and light, these two are actors and actresses, they are naturally familiar with the road, and acting depends on talent and accumulation, just like upgrading life skills in the game, and the proficiency must be raised.

"Xiao Han, are you ready?" asked Fan Lusheng.

Han Fei rubbed his face, took a deep breath, put down the script in his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

The gaffer adjusted the lighting slightly, the photographer also lifted the lid on the guy, and the director Ding Hei sat down behind the monitor and shouted, "ACTION!"

The chair had not yet been invented during the Warring States period, and in front of the table, Han Fei was writing and drawing on silk silk under a candlelight, and his mother Mi Bazi was also kneeling beside him, which was no different from the current parents urging their children to do their homework.

Fu Dalong wore a red robe and a black robe, walked over leisurely, holding a sleeved robe in his right hand, and still showed the dignity of the emperor between square inches.

"See your father's father. Han Fei quickly put the silk silk into his robe.

"Concubines see the king. ”

Han Fei has not learned etiquette in vain these days, kneeling and sitting, clasping hands, bending, kneeling, and the four decomposition actions are done in one go, without the slightest sense of condensation.

"Take it out. "Fu Dalong bullied and leaned over, the power was compelling, the king was the minister, the father was the son, and now he accounted for both of them.

Han Fei's face was embarrassed, so he reluctantly took out the silk silk hidden in his clothes, to be honest, there was really no pressure for him to play this aggrieved angry son, and he didn't need to deliberately concave the character at all.

King Qin is a strict father, Han Fei's own father is also a strict father, for thousands of years, China does not know how many strict fathers, it is simply the same lineage.

He felt that he was also drunk, how to act and return to the path of his son being trained by Lao Tzu.

"What is this?"

"Father, this, this is the marching map marked by the child. ”

Han Fei knelt straight, and under the flickering candlelight, the shadow was dragged and swayed, like Yingji's panicked heart.

"What are you doing while you're not doing your homework?" Fu Dalong shook the silk silk in his left hand, frowned, and asked with a sinking face.

"You're fooling me, you little bastard. Ning Jing snatched the silk silk from Fu Dalong's hand and fell on Han Fei.

In front of his mother, he was studying on the surface, but in fact there was a basketball magazine under the exercise book, which was no different from Yingji secretly drawing a marching map instead of doing homework.

"Don't get out of here. ”

Self-blackness is always better than his blackness, and quietly told Han Fei that it is better for him to scold his son than his husband, and he still feels sorry for his son, King Qin gave birth to a bunch of sons, and he will definitely not leave his hand when he scolds.

Fu Dalong had already sat down at this time, his eyes closed, and his right hand was tapping his temple rhythmically, presumably because he had too many things to worry about.

Han Fei was dragged out by the palace maid, and after only a few steps, he stopped in front of Fu Dalong, Ning Jing hurriedly stopped in front of him, glared and said, "Little bastard, do you really want to be beaten?"

"Erchen was worried about the brother on the front line, so he drew a map of the mountains and rivers of Bashu, and wanted to send someone to send him over to help him conquer Bashu. ”

"Who do you think you are capable? It's clear that you want to be distracted and go out to play, and you don't want to do your homework, so you just pull out such a pretense. ”

"Stop making a fuss!

Fu Dalong's eyes widened, and he shouted: "My head is about to explode, is it over?"

"No!" Ning Jing also had a temper here, the historical Mi Bazi was a pungent character, even the King of Qin was right, she leaned in and said: "No, what's wrong with our mother and son? If you want to be a swinger, you will go to the queen next door to talk to her, why are you angry here?"

Look at it, even if it is the king of a country, the harem is helpless when he is jealous, and if he is replaced by a minister who scolds the king like this, he will be punished with a cane of eighty, and at the worst he will be separated from his head, but this is his wife, what should he do if he is scolded by his wife? Of course, he chooses to forgive her.

"Presumptuous!" roared Fu Dalong.

"Father, the son and the retainer are retired. Han Fei saluted with his hands, walked out with his head in his head, his parents quarreled, and his children suffered, so he quickly smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

"Click. ”

Ding Hei shouted to stop, not only him, but also all the staff in the venue, all covered their mouths and sneered, yes, what about King Qin, it's not that he was so scolded by his wife that he had nothing to say.

"Next Preparation. ”

Ding Hei beckoned Han Fei over again, and said, "Xiao Han, remember, you have to cry later, I want the truest emotions, but it's really not okay for us to put on eye drops, understand?"

"Okay, I'll think about it. Han Fei nodded back.

He is not a strange person like Yang Tianbao, he can't cry more than 20 times when he shoots a crying scene, even if he takes tear gas sticks and eye drops, he is so shocked that Liu Tianwang is almost suspicious of life, and there is this kind of operation.

"Cry out, let it go. ”

"Understood. ”

Han Fei and Fu Dalong Ning Jing stood back in their original positions, and the second shot of this scene started again.

"Come back!" shouted Fu Dalong's voice loudly.

Han Fei flicked his robe, and walked back unwillingly, Dad, a tiger father in the same vein.

"Get on your knees. ”

Han Fei lifted the front hem of his robe, bowed first and fell behind, one by one, abiding by the etiquette of the time.

Bang, Fu Dalong pushed him down with a palm.

Han Fei struggled to his feet, and Fu Dalong knocked him down with another palm.

Outside the camera, the assistant director Fan Lusheng gestured, Han Fei understood, and the brewing emotions overflowed like flowing water, first sobbing, then his eyes were red, and tears were swirling in his eyes, although there were no tears, but it was real.

Rise, knock down, get up, knock down, there are four palms in total, one palm heavier than the other.

"Get up!" Fu Dalong's aura was full of energy, roaring like a real dragon, maybe this is the role of a real king, and the momentum is terrifying.

Han Fei bit his mouth, looked panicked, and then reflexively got up again, tears finally flowed out, depressed, aggrieved, and helpless, which was very in line with the director's requirements.

Two cameras, one facing Fu Dalong's face, the other giving Han Fei a close-up of his expression, and the farthest camera has an overview of the panorama.

Fu Dalong took a step forward, his face trembled with anger, and said angrily: "You are the son of a widow, the people of the country can see it, the text can be safe, the military must be able to determine the country, so weak, you are also worthy of the army?"

"The eastern countries, the subset of history, although they are pedantic, but they must be known as kings, and if they are wasted, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After that, Fu Dalong stretched out his index finger and pointed at Han Fei, hating iron and steel: "Also, my big Qin man, I never know what tears are, don't let me see this kind of thing on your face in the future, it's disgusting!"

In the original plot, Yingji was scolded and scolded, Han Fei himself figured out the role of Yingji, he should never be such a thin character, and Yingji knew that when the Six Kingdoms besieged Qin, he used jokes to advise his father.

Han Fei was originally kneeling, his head bowed, but at this moment, Han Fei suddenly stood up, his body knelt straight, and he was stabbing a sharp sword into the sky, although tears remained on his face, his expression was immediately completely different.

This is the king, even if he is still a young king, the milk tiger roars and the beasts are terrified, and the eagle falcon tries its wings to suck the dust, just one look, completely shakes off the aggrieved mentality of the angry bag, perseverance, courage, and a strong desire to attack.

Fu Dalong on the other side was also surprised, originally he only thought that Han Fei had given this play plainly, but he didn't expect that there would be a little surprise near the end, looking at that look, fierce, bursting, there was a son's rebellion against his father, and he also had a longing for the responsibility of King Qin.

"Get up!"

"Yes, Father. ”

"There's no such thing in the script, why did these two people add drama to themselves?" After the monitor, Fan Lusheng muttered to Ding Hei in a small way.

"It's okay, it's better. Ding Hei shook his head, he felt very satisfied with this extra plot, the best actors will never follow the script, there will be collisions between actors, and this spark is the surprise that the performance brings to film and television people.

After that, Fu Dalong also got up, poked Han Fei's chest with his index finger, looked at each other, everything was in a word, Han Fei continued to stand upright, meeting that sharp gaze, this is the collision of two generations of Qin kings, it has been a few days, tonight's scene is the most hearty filming, and it is really comfortable to fight with the master.

"Get out!"

"Son's resignation!"

"It's over, it's over, it's beautiful!" Ding Hei laughed and got up from his chair and applauded.

Han Fei took a long breath and said, "Whew, it's okay." ”

Fu Dalong patted Han Fei's shoulder, cast a look of admiration, and said with a smile: "Okay, that last look, good!"

"Teacher, you have won the award, and you are far from me, and I was almost suppressed by your eyes just now. ”

"No, good is good, keep your edge up. ”

After that, Fu Dalong smiled and walked away, Han Fei could be regarded as letting go of the stone in his heart, playing against the master, cool, and tired, but it was still a little more cool.