"The first shot of the 562nd game, action!"

With the camera so dozen, the shooting began.

The film crew pushed chairs in the back, and the camera always included Lin Mu and Yu Feihong.

This set of shots is very simple, just to take pictures of Wu Zhizhen and Zhang Zili appearing together at the skating rink, that's all.

"Click! good!" Lou Ye got up and shouted, then began to shout again, "Next!"

It is estimated that Diao Yinan and Lou Ye have also negotiated with these people who are skating, so when filming, no one looked at the two of them as curiously as before.

The crew was pushing chairs to rearrange the scene in preparation for the next one.

Diao Yinan ran over and said to Lou Ye breathlessly, "It's windy, and the people at the skating rink over there say that the temperature is dropping rapidly and is about to close." ”

As he spoke, the skating rink radio sounded.

"Emergency notice, emergency notice, the blue warning just issued by the meteorological station, there will be strong winds soon, the temperature has dropped to minus 15 degrees, I hope that friends who are still skating will come back as soon as possible, come back as soon as possible!"

"Repeat, urgent notice, urgent notice......"

Lou Ye looked up at the sky when he heard this, stretched out his hand and patted his head, except that the monitor was blocked, he was also exposed in this snowy day.

"Keep shooting!"

"This weather is hard to come by! Strive for one time, and solve it quickly!"

Diao Yinan looked at him in embarrassment, then looked back at the staff who were waiting for the filming to start, and of course, Lin Mu and Yu Feihong, so he had to nod.

"Alright then!"

After that, he went to arrange it again.

Here, Lin Mu and Yu Feihong are also ready.

Seriously, Lin Mu felt cold, and now he wished he could see anything by wrapping himself up, but all the exposed skin felt like a knife was cutting.

"Five hundred and sixty-three, first shot!action!"

I was going to make a quick decision, and the people at the skating rink were also dispersing, and after walking for a while, there was no one, and the set board was gone, so I started shooting immediately.

This time the camera was in front, and several people pulled the rope to slowly drag the photographer sitting on the chair back, and Yu Feihong slowly slid in front, indifferent to the same weather, without a little temperature.

Zhang Zili, played by Lin Mu, was driven by instinct and desire, and slid awkwardly with her back.

"You wait, you wait for me, you ......"

"Ouch!"

According to the script, the two fell, Yu Feihong was below, and Lin Mu was above.

Yu Feihong is still in a state of cold ice, as if he has melted into the weather for a day.

Lin Mu's eyes were diametrically opposed, like blazing flames, staring at her closely.

The photographer next to him, with the support of the two people, carried the camera and controlled the lens steadily, not letting go of any picture.

The flame in Lin Mu's eyes became thicker and thicker, and finally reached a limit, and then he kissed Yu Feihong.

She shook her head, and Lin Mu's head was buried between her necks, and she kissed it hard.

However, in fact, Lin Mu was rubbing her collar and looking cool, but this ghost weather, kissing clothes at dozens of degrees below zero, this is really not a thing to enjoy.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Lou Ye seems to have an unusual attachment to the intimate scenes between men and women or men, and Lin Mu is also silently counting in his heart when he is performing.

Just such a picture of Zhang Zili forcibly kissing Wu Zhizhen was shot for eighteen seconds.

"Hey, where did you slip, the skates haven't been returned yet!"

Lin Mu raised his head violently, propped himself up with both hands, turned his head to look back, was stunned for a moment, and then looked down at Yu Feihong again.

"Click!"

This time it's just one word, click, I haven't said it!

The professional ethics of an actor is to play every role and every scene well, which is professional ethics and has nothing to do with others.

Even if Yu Feihong can usually call Lou Ye around, she will have to wait.

Lin Mu hurriedly got up from her body, stood up, and stretched out his hand.

Yu Feihong understood, took a breath, reached out to take Lin Mu's hand, and stood up.

They were waiting for Lou Ye's words.

In the crew, the director is always the one who finally speaks, and this is especially true for art films.

Lou Ye's face was slumped at this time, the picture in the monitor was still playing quickly over and over again, Guo Jinglin was standing behind him, and Diao Yinan also ran over.

"What's the matter, you can't get by!

Lou Ye stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, "You let me think about it!"

According to Lou Ye's own years of experience and the control of film color, he expected that the shooting in such an environment would be very dark, so he had taken good precautions in terms of supplemental lighting.

However, it is this little caution that makes the whole shot of the picture pale.

Fireworks in the day, although there are white words, but when the story is not over, the picture is always gray, just like the scorching sun at the beginning.

He was thinking, and everyone was waiting.

Lou Ye is also cold, Diao Yinan is also cold, the photographer also feels cold, Lin Mu also feels cold, and Yu Feihong, who wears the least next to him, is especially cold.

……

After getting up, Lin Mu forgot to let go of Yu Feihong, and she never broke free, and the two of them kept holding hands.

Suddenly, Lin Mu felt that Yu Feihong was trembling.

He looked sideways, Yu Feihong's face was not as white as just now, but a sickly red.

Not only that, her hands were shaking, and her body was shaking.

She may have been too cold to bear.

Lin Mu turned his head to look at Lou Ye, who had no news in the distance, and then looked at Yu Feihong, thought about it, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, pulled open his clothes, and then opened his clothes to wrap Yu Feihong and hugged her.

Her body stiffened suddenly when Lin Mu hugged her, but at least the trembling stopped.

"You ......"

Yu Feihong opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was still slightly trembling.

Lin Mu reached out and pressed her head, burying her head in his clothes, and then turned around again, letting Yu Feihong stand in the leeward place.

Yu Feihong didn't speak again this time, and Lin Mu felt that his teeth were trembling.

The weather is cold, Yu Feihong is also cold, and holding her is like holding an ice lump.

Suddenly, Lin Mu felt a chill on his waist, two arms wrapped around his waist, and Yu Feihong also leaned over, not keeping a distance like just now.

The cold wind is still blowing, and the snowflakes are still falling.

In this extremely cold night, the two of them didn't think or do anything, just snuggled up to each other and felt the warmth from each other.

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PS: First update.