41. Finishing

"The waterwheel, is the waterwheel ready? ”

"It's ready, the water is full. ”

"Where's the camera, is the waterproof done?"

"No problem, it's all OK. ”

Lin Haoran walked around the venue, told all departments, and after confirming that everything was ready, he shouted into the walkie-talkie: "ACTION!"

The waterwheels sprayed water in an orderly manner, creating a scene of heavy rain, and the rain fell and crackled on the tiles.

Da Da Da, a rush of footsteps broke the ensemble of the rain from far and near, through the black alley, a pair of feet ran out, the camera pushed from bottom to top, and the owner of the feet was Han Fei, who was drenched and wet.

This piece is an old-fashioned family area, full of tube buildings, and an illegal shed has been set up underneath, just for Han Fei to sneak home, because his father has not let him play, and even locked him in the house, so he can only take a risk, turn out of the balcony and jump down the shed.

Han Fei climbed onto the balcony with ease, and opened the door carefully, for fear of making a little noise to his father, and when he entered the door, he shook off the water in his hair, a lightning flashed, and two figures appeared in the dark room, it turned out that his father had been waiting for him here for a long time.

"Dad, you, why are you here? I, I just went to the same school, and then, it's raining, I, I'm ......" Han Fei had a ghost in his heart, and he stammered.

"Alright, don't say anything, what have you been up to lately?" the father didn't look up at him, his tone was stiff.

Han Fei stood in a positive posture, which was a conditioned reflex formed by years of oppression by his father's authority, he lowered his head and said in an inadequate tone: "Review." ”

"Review?"

"Uh. ”

"Lie!"

My father stood up suddenly, and even the chair was brought down by him, his temples were bulging with anger, his brows were locked into a Sichuan shape, and he said loudly: "Big mouth, what have you become now? Ah, I don't know you anymore." ”

He took out a piece of paper and threw it on Han Fei.

"Pick it up! ”

Han Fei squatted down and picked up the piece of paper, and the three words of the transcript were impressive.

"Look at what is written on it, fail the exam, what else do you have to say, ah?!"

"See? That's what you do every day. ”

"Look what you've become now!" Lao Lin became more and more angry the more he spoke, slapped Han Fei twice in the chest, and pointed to the NBA posters all over the wall, especially Han Fei's favorite poster of Maddie wearing the white Rockets No. 1.

"What are these things? Is this a review? Look, who are these things?!" Lao Lin ripped Maddie off.

"Dad, what are you doing, don't tear it!" Han Fei rushed up one by one, but the awe of his father in his bones made him dare not do anything to Lao Lin, so he had to beg bitterly.

"Don't tear, don't tear. ”

"Learn to learn but not learn, chase some things of God every day. ”

One is a typical Chinese parent, who always puts learning first, is unwilling to communicate with his children more, simple and rude, and the other is a child in the new era, who has his own favorite sports and his own respected idols, but is introverted and shy and does not dare to disobey his father.

One is like an angry lion, slanting his anger with a roar, and the other is a helpless lamb who wants to protect what he loves, but in the end he can only struggle helplessly, but cannot resist effectively.

Lin Haoran behind the monitor was already excited, the conflict in the picture was getting stronger and stronger, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more depressing, come on, the collision was more intense.

"Don't do this again, you give me a good study, don't you hear!" Lao Lin roared as he ripped the posters all over the wall.

"Did you manage my studies? Did you manage my studies? Mom left because of this, you know?"

"What did you say, you say it again!" Lao Lin was so angry that the muscles in his cheeks twitched violently.

Han Fei swallowed his saliva and was stunned by his father's terrifying gaze.

"Say it again!" Lao Lin took another step forward, and the spitting stars sprayed on Han Fei's face.

"It's because of you!"

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and five words roared out of his throat.

Syllable!

The heavy slap hit Han Fei's face, this is a real blow, the wind and rain outside the house were raging, lightning and thunder, illuminating the room as bright and dark, and the close-up sweeped, and several finger prints appeared on Han Fei's left cheek.

"You bastard, it's just that you do it every day, this is your study, in the future, you will take the test, take this grade, how embarrassed will I go. Lao Lin was poked in the sore spot, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, constantly hitting Han Fei's head, back, and legs, and recovering all at once.

Grievances, anger, panic, guilt, mixed tastes, Han Fei couldn't hold back anymore, his face was wrinkled, and tears flowed out as soon as he brushed it.

Whew, whew, Han Fei's breath was already uneven, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, he choked all his breath in his throat, and finally used all his strength to shout out the words: "Dad, I hate you!"

After speaking, he slammed the door without looking back, running away, the focus of the second machine from Han Fei to Lao Lin, he stood helplessly in the house, exhaled a long breath, put his hands in his hair and brushed it back, he was dissatisfied with his son's academic performance, and expressed anger at his son's chasing stars, but his son's words really stabbed him in the heart, he was unwilling to admit his failed marriage, and he was unwilling to face his failed education.

At that end, Han Fei ran out of the door in a hurry, the rain poured on his body and poured on his heart, he gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could, he wanted to vent, he wanted to resist.

Finally, he was tired of running, his legs were tired, and he stood alone in the rain, looking around in a hurry, his heart was dazed, he gasped for breath, tears, sweat, and rain were intertwined, and anger, helplessness, and sadness lingered in his heart.

I would rather shiver in the cold wind and rain than go back to my arrogant and rude father's house.

"CUT!" the director finally called out.

"It's done, it's done!" the staff cheered.

After a play, Han Fei's energy was exhausted, his hands were supporting his knees, his head was already hanging down, panting and adjusting his breathing, this scene was the first peak of his career that he had just started.

The waterwheel finally closed the valve, the rain stopped, and the field workers hurriedly put on a military coat for him, and the weather in the imperial capital at night at the end of October was already a little refreshing.

He understands the emotions of the big mouth very well, just like the conflict between himself and his father, young people have their own ideas, but they want to be understood by their parents, and their parents are typical Chinese parents, only ask the results and do not look at the process, the heart naturally cares about the child, but the way is simple and rude, and there is nothing wrong with both sides.

Unlike Xiao Zisheng in "Cha Classmate Boy", how to speak and how to act still needs to think more about himself, big mouth, Han Fei looked at the past from many aspects and felt that Big Mouth was full of his own shadow, a conflict, he seemed to have seen countless scenes of criticism by his father, and in the end, the difference between people and dramas is not big.

"Surprise, you surprised me so much, thank you, Xiao Han, I really didn't choose you to be the male number one. Lin Haoran was also drenched, laughed and ran over to hug Han Fei.

"Director, I should thank you, I really like this character so much, there are many moments when I think I'm just a big mouth. Han Fei also stretched out his hand to hug Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran took the towel handed over by the staff and wiped his body, and said, "Okay, don't say much, I'm going to hurry up and do the post-production, and strive to catch up with next year's Imperial Capital University Student Film Festival." ”

"Film Festival?" Han Fei was a little puzzled, his understanding of the Chinese film awards was only limited to the three gold medals and the Hundred Flowers Award, and this Hundred Flowers Award was still known because of a famous emoji on Hupu Pedestrian Street.

"That's right, although you can't win the top prize, you have to grab an award. Lin Haoran said this with confidence.

"Hopefully, hopefully everything will go well, and hopefully it will be a big hit at the box office in the end. Han Fei prayed silently.

"Let's go, go take a shower, let's have a finale banquet!"