Morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather was gloomy and the air was humid.

On such days, it is a coincidence that the few scenes that Li Zhifan wants to shoot are all outdoor scenes.

The first scene was Li Zhifan holding a bowl of boxed lunch, sitting in the corner at the very edge and eating it.

At this time, his family called and asked him about his recent life and work.

After filming this scene, Li Zhifan walked back to the nanny's car and saw Zhao Yiduo taking pictures with his mobile phone, and couldn't help asking, "What did you shoot?"

"Hey, pat it on!"

Zhao Yiduo smiled and continued to pat around.

"Show me!"

Li Zhifan stepped forward.

Zhao Yiduo immediately handed over the phone and said: "Look at these photos, it's all you, haha, if you don't remind you and don't pay attention, no one will be able to find you when you look at the photos!"

"It's so small...... Even if you look closely, you may not be able to see it!"

After Li Zhifan finished speaking, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and the next second he said, "Send me these photos with a reading letter!"

"What are you doing?"

Although Zhao Yiduo said so, he still sent the photo to Li Zhifan.

"It works!"

Li Zhifan took out his mobile phone, and after receiving these photos, he immediately sent a quick blog:

"Today's filming, the position assigned to me by the director, it can be said that even I can't see myself, the group performance will cry when I watch it, the fans will be sad when I watch it, and I will also want to eat a boxed lunch very carefully in the performance, and I look happy and confident in the face of family calls...... I did it, won the applause of the director, everyone came up to hug me, and there were not a few people who refused to let go, and the agent was so moved that he silently turned around and danced the ghost dance, I was really happy, and my heart was warm......"

After posting the quick blog, Li Zhifan handed over the mobile phone to Zhao Yiduo, "How about it?"

"Poof!"

Zhao Yiduo almost vomited blood.

"When did I dance the ghost step dance? Also, after you finished filming just now, it seems that Director Yu didn't say anything, right? No one went up to hold you, right?"

"Oops, that's it!"

Li Zhifan waved his hand, "It's just a joke!"

"What a sad joke!"

Zhao Yiduo sighed, "But if you don't know the truth, how can you feel funny?"

"That's the charm of the joke!"

Li Zhifan smiled smugly, "Okay, I won't tell you, I have to continue filming the next one!"

……

Kuaibo.

As soon as Li Zhifan's quick blog was posted, many netizens followed suit.

"What? Where is Li Zhifan?"

"There are so many group performers who eat boxed lunches, and they all have their heads down, and they can see a ghost!"

"Oh, look carefully, which one was taken by the cameraman, it must be Li Zhifan!"

"Yes, on the second one, he is still holding his mobile phone to make a call. ”

"What's this show?"

"Didn't it be a news announcement a few days ago? It seems to be called "The Life of Passerby A". ”

"It's "The Growth of Passerby A"!"

"Poof, the agent is dancing a ghost step? haha, why do I want to laugh so much?"

"The last time I saw his agent at the airport, he looked like a fat and strong man!"

"Hee-hee, no, I already have a picture in my head!"

“……”

Zhao Yiduo has been paying attention to this fast blog.

Seeing the comments of netizens on his ghost dance, his nostrils widened angrily, and he wanted to jump out and tell everyone: He didn't jump!

But from an operational point of view, this is a good thing.

……

Afternoon.

Yan Tao and Ye Bei came to Xiangshan.

Li Zhifan was still filming, and Zhao Yiduo arranged accommodation for the two of them.

"What?sleep?"

As soon as he heard that the two of them should rest and sleep first, Yan Tao was puzzled, "Aren't we sleepy, what are we sleeping?"

"I want to record at night, and it's likely to get a night, you don't sleep now, you don't have time to sleep when you're sleepy at night!" Zhao Yiduo repeated Li Zhifan's original words to them, "Also, this is Zhifan's score for you, if you can't sleep, take the time to take a look!"

Now the music scores given to them are only four sheets of A4 paper, and these four are not only the scores of "Spring Festival Overture", but the other two are a song.

Yan Tao and Ye Bei glanced at each other, and quickly took the score and looked at it.

"This ......"

After reading it, Ye Bei was surprised, "When did he write it?"

"Last night!" Zhao Yiduo said.

"Oh......" Ye Bei nodded, suddenly stunned, and said in surprise again, "What? Last night? you mean...... Wrote it in one night?"

"Hmm!" Zhao Yiduo said, "It should be that when I came to the room to call him in the morning, this score was on the table, and it wasn't there yesterday." ”

Zhao Yiduo was actually still wondering at the moment, what he saw in the morning was a thick stack of more than forty sheets, why did he only give Ye Bei and Yan Tao four pieces of paper now?

Yan Tao was speechless: "These are still two songs!"

"What's the other one?" Zhao Yiduo wondered.

"I don't know, only a "Second Song" is marked, and the name is not written!"

Yan Tao said, "But the style looks very different from the first one, and from the perspective of the melody structure, it should be a song." ”

"Come on, then you guys take a look first, when Zhifan gets out of the play, he will come back to you!"

Zhao Yiduo said that it is useless for him to dwell on these now, these works will eventually appear.

Now that they got the score, Yan Tao and Ye Bei went back to the room to sleep, and the two of them simply studied the two scores together.

Although there is no piano or keyboard in the room, Ye Bei carries her violin with her, and she can read the two pieces of music once she looks at the score and plays the piano.

And Yan Tao is not helpless, he directly took out his mobile phone, opened a piano app, while reading music, while simulating playing, after the two of them became proficient, they also used their mobile phones to record the sound and listen to it repeatedly.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Li Zhifan finished filming all his scenes today and rushed back to the hotel.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Ye Bei's mobile phone playing "Spring Festival Overture", although the sound quality was human, but I didn't expect the two of them to be able to make a simple sample so quickly, worthy of being professional musicians.

"Damn, Zhifan, did you really write these two tunes in one night?"

Yan Tao came up and asked directly, at first he and Ye Bei were just suspicious, but the more later, the more skeptical, especially the "Spring Festival Overture", which is simply the level of a world-class music work, how could it be written in one night.

"Don't listen to Lao Zhao's nonsense!"

Li Zhifan waved his hand and said with a smile, "How is it possible? These are all works that I have written a long time ago, and the music score has always been stored in my mobile phone, and I just copied it neatly according to the format yesterday!"

These tunes do exist, but they exist in Li Zhifan's mind.

What's more, it was written decades ago by masters of different time and space, and it was completed after several revisions in the middle.

Therefore, Li Zhifan has no choice but to admit half of it! )