This play is just like what is written in the script, it is a protracted battle.

The temperature dropped sharply to minus 20 degrees Celsius, and many people still insisted on staying on the set with a cold, and poor gaffer Jennifer was one of them, who had a high fever of 38.5 degrees and was wrapped in a thick military coat, measuring the temperature while snorting.

It should be explained here that before measuring the light used on site, the gaffer needs to test the temperature to make adjustments to suit the actual shooting effect.

For example, HMI lamps are the most common lighting equipment, which has higher power than traditional incandescent lamps after being energized, so there will be a lot of noise, so Jennifer, the gaffer, must notify the staff and actors of various departments in time and loudly.

Her voice was already hoarse, and she couldn't shout, and the rest of the lighting team took her place and let her give technical guidance on the side.

Everyone is doing their best for "Dawn Whistle", and Song Weiwei witnessed this real scene, if it is recorded, it is no worse than the story behind the movie in those documentaries.

The staff are in place, and there is a tacit understanding shouting that they are ready, and after the director's action, the actors enter the role and carefully interpret the soul of the scene.

Song Weiwei remembers that this story is described in the book as follows:

"The artillery fire gradually subsided, the ships at sea returned to a semblance of calm, and all the soldiers in Murmanx were waiting for the order from their superiors to retreat. After three months of fighting, people have lost their homes to defend, but the situation is critical, and some of the armored forces have already advanced towards the area from 200 miles to the southwest, and soon the land will fall, leaving with the only remaining medical reserves and supplies. ”

Sergeant Harder, aka James, is so exhausted that he can't even pull the trigger anymore, his identity as an enemy is exposed, and his identity as a double agent leaves him with nowhere to retreat. So, Harder approached Selena's Carter, and asked for asylum and not to let Eggsy know.

He was shot, did not dare to enter the wound to treat it, and soon lost too much blood, and then infected the wound, and he would die.

Carter carefully cleaned his wounds, this shot seemed to hit herself, love in war is always so tormented, she gritted her teeth, stood up and was about to leave the basement with a tray of blood-stained gauze.

"You...... What to do. ”

"I'll cook you some porridge, don't move. Carter wrinkled her nose, the sourness that made her eyes feel hot.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that," Harder said, turning his head and leaning against the beams with difficulty, exhaling a cloudy breath.

"For the sake of the country, for the sake of the brothers who are still fighting the front line, I am not wrong. ”

Carter gripped the tray tightly with his fingers, and a huge force erupted from his body, and then the camera director pushed the camera in, and when the camera zoomed in, it just caught Selena's emotional outburst.

"Have you ever thought about yourself! Who would believe you traitor!"

"You, aren't you?"

Cut——！

Song Weiwei, who was in the basement together, was shocked by this wonderful performance, and she finally knew why good actors can play the characters on paper alive, because they had already turned themselves into that person the moment the film was turned on.

Song Weiwei wants to go back and sort out what she recorded today, she still remembers the appearance of James in the play, which is fascinating.

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It was almost midnight, Song faintly heard a slight knock on the door, she thought that it might be Selena back, but she didn't hear the pair of high heels she was stepping on, so she muttered in her heart, went down to the ground and quietly opened the bedroom door, and slipped to the door to listen to whether there was any movement outside.

Knock knock.

"Who?"

Song blinked slightly, pushed his glasses, and asked, "Which one?"

Can't wait for the outside to answer, Song Weiwei can't see anyone outside the cat's eye, presumably that person must be hiding against the wall, she still keeps a snack, but don't be a strange person.

"If you don't speak, I'll call the police. Song threatened slightly.

“...... It's me, James. ”

Song panicked slightly, and quickly put down the hanger in his hand and opened the door.

"Why are you here?" Song Wei looked at the flickering corridor light behind him, his body uncontrollably nailed in place and unable to move, and this face was what she thought about day and night, as if it was like an electric current burning all over her body along every nerve.

"I, I'm here to see you. ”

Song nodded slightly and leaned sideways to let him in.

At two o'clock in the morning, there were two people sitting in the room, James and Song Weiwei, who could quietly hear the cold wind whistling outside the window.

"Do you want to wear more. James looked for clothes, went outside and brought in the coat that was hanging in the closet and put it on her.

"Thank you. Song Weiwei said casually: "Why are you here... Or, why didn't you go to accompany Xia Chen?"

James glanced sideways at Song Weiwei, and then answered her question anyway: "I want to come and see how you are." ”

"I know it's not a good thing to do, I shouldn't have bothered you so late. James' eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and fell silent.

Song Weiwei misunderstood what he meant, she would never tolerate James if he really wanted to step on two boats as Michael said, even if Xia Chen pried her corner, in the relationship between these two people later, Song Weiwei didn't want to be a third party.

"Are you done?"

James looked up at Song Weiwei and nodded.

He inadvertently glanced at the small spread out book on the bedside table, which was densely written, he got up and went over to pick it up and look, Song was slightly busy trying to put it away, and it was too late.

"There's still a big problem with grammar, and even I sometimes have to guess what you're talking about. James smiled at the corner of his eyes, turned a few pages and closed it and handed it to Song Weiwei, "Write it, I see that you have a strong narrative ability." ”

Song grunted slightly, stuffed the notebook under the pillow and didn't speak.

James is of course gentle, he is very kind to everyone, and he is even more partial to Song Weiwei. At this moment, Song Weiwei, who had been straining her little face, softened her lines much softer under the moonlight, James stretched out his hand to ** her cheek, and the familiar touch was transmitted from his fingertips to his whole body.

"I miss you so much. ”

Song Weiwei bounced away as if she was electrocuted, and she subconsciously pushed James away but was hugged tightly by him.

"James, don't do anything stupid. Song looked at the other party patiently, tried to calm down and said to himself: Don't expect him to return to you.

James nodded submissively, but the fact that a person you love in front of you can't do intimate things is torture.

He didn't ask for much, he just wanted a hug. James is too eager for Song Weiwei to be a person, and when you hug a real person, you will find that you want far more than just a hug.

"We can't do it, right... Hmm!" Song was slightly startled, and James tried to hold his wrist to prevent her from breaking free,