Chapter 65
After the rain drama ended, Bao Eleven's scene and the story of the folk show ended.
However, the filming of the crew of "The Crucible" is not over, and many times the filming of the movie is not filmed in accordance with the plot little by little, it may be possible to play the scene of death at the beginning, and then play the scene of the protagonist's life later.
Now, all the scenes of Bao Shiyi in "The Crucible" have been filmed.
Because of the accident, when Bao Shiyi fell, he was cut on his forehead by a stone next to the railroad tracks, leaving a small wound and bleeding all the time.
During the filming, director Zeng Sheng saw it, but he didn't stop it, and waited for the whole scene to finish.
Because Zeng Sheng knew that he couldn't interrupt.
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The makeup artist was quite distressed to change the dressing for Bao Shiyi, looked at the wound on his forehead, it was not inflamed, and changed Bao Shiyi with a new band-aid, thinking of the scene of Bao Shiyi last night, he couldn't help but whisper: "Eleven, when you are filming an actor, you must learn to protect yourself." Fortunately, the wound is not big, otherwise it would be broken, and the matter would be big. β
"Don't let yourself get hurt, especially on your face. β
Kuang Jie saw Bao Shiyi's handsome face and an extra band-aid on his forehead, and couldn't help asking, "How is it, are you okay?" β
Kuang Jie reached out and wanted to touch Bao Eleven's forehead, but was avoided by Bao Eleven.
Bao Shiyi shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll go back to school in the afternoon." β
"You guys have a good picture later. β
Kuang Jie didn't care, and said casually, "I don't have many scenes in the future, and the filming should be finished soon, eleven, if you have anything in the circle in the future, just tell me, I'll cover you." β
The makeup artist on the side couldn't help but laugh when she heard Kuang Jie's words.
What childlike words.
However, Bao Shiyi, who was obviously injured, did not look like a child at all.
For some reason, the makeup artist suddenly had such a feeling, even if he was injured, he didn't care.
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Because after the filming of Bao Shiyi's last scene, he can leave the crew, after all, Bao Shiyi is still a student now, and he must go back to school.
Zeng Sheng knew that Bao Shiyi was leaving the crew, so he came over to talk to Bao Shiyi and said: "Eleven, although you didn't perform amazingly before, you played the role of Minxiu very well, it's really very good, sometimes I even doubt that you are Minxiu." β
It should be said that not only the director has such an illusion, but many people in the entire crew have such an illusion.
Every time as long as the movie starts to shoot and there is a scene of Bao Eleven, it feels like a folk show appears in front of them.
Otherwise, there would be no Bao Shiyi acting, and the people next to him will be moved by Bao Shiyi's performance, some sad plots, and cold lines directly make people feel heartache and uncomfortable, just like Minxiu himself is saying those words.
"Eleven, especially your scene last night. β
As he spoke, Zeng Sheng's eyes fell on Bao Shiyi's forehead, and he admonished: "Although the injury on the forehead is a minor injury, you should also pay attention to it." β
Bao Shiyi didn't speak, just nodded.
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The system also expressed surprise in his mind at the rain scene last night on Bao Shiyi, and said: "Short-lived ghost, I haven't had time to get the last scene accurate, you didn't use your life to perform, and you actually passed one, it's really amazing, you really came into the play." β
"It's not in the play, it's always in the play. β
Bao Shiyi replied to the system lightly, "Everyone is in the play, and everyone is in the furnace." β
Hearing Bao Shiyi's words, a dark and low negative energy aura permeated, and the system knew that Bao Shiyi was because of the blackening, so he couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Your blackening is really in the play." β
"Blackening is a small thing for you. β
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Zeng Sheng looked at the young man standing in front of him, and thought of the young man in the rainy night last year, worried that Bao Shiyi was too deep into the play, and couldn't help but say: "Eleven, there is also the fact that actors are just actors, when a play is over, you have to learn to withdraw from the role, let the past pass, you can't live in the role all the time." β
"Teacher Zeng, I won't always be in the play. β
He doesn't want to die tragically like Minxiu, he naturally won't waste his life, and he has been in the play.
Zeng Sheng didn't say more, in his eyes, Bao Shiyi was a very strange person, and Bao Shiyi was like having two completely different personalities.
What worries him the most is naturally the bag eleven on a rainy night last night.
The one directly took out the knife and stabbed it fiercely, and that look made Zeng Shengdu's heart tremble.
When Zeng Sheng saw that shot, he was really shocked, completely shocked by Bao Shiyi's performance, or by Bao Shiyi's eyes.
That's Minxiu, that's Bao Eleven, that's hatred, that's silence after despair.
That's the most dangerous look!
Because of this reason, Zeng Sheng was worried that Bao Shiyi would enter the play too deeply and hurt himself.
You must know that Zeng Sheng once talked to the psychology teacher of the crew, and the psychology teacher told him that Bao Shiyi does not need psychological counseling, he is too mature and too calm.
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Listening to Zeng Sheng's words, Bao Shiyi was just about to say something, but he saw the props team take a photo of him, a black and white posthumous photo.
Bao Shiyi frowned slightly, he wasn't angry, because he knew this a long time ago, Minxiu died, and there was a scene in the back that needed Jiang Renhao to take Minxiu's posthumous photo, this is acting, not real.
When he saw that posthumous photo, he was very calm.
However, the system felt the negative energy aura on Bao Shiyi's body rising, which was very terrifying.
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Black and white photo, small framed.
The self in the photo is black and white, with a smile on his face, so young, so bright.
Just dead?
Bao 11 had a momentary illusion, as if he saw that he was like this when he was eighteen years old, leaving only a posthumous photo.
So Min-so, what would it be like to die?
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"Eleven, Eleven, what are you thinking?"
Bao Shiyi came back to his senses, looked at Zeng Sheng, suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Minxiu is dead." β
Hearing Bao Shiyi's words, Zeng Sheng followed Bao Shiyi's gaze, fell on the black and white posthumous photo, felt cold, shivered, and hurriedly said: "Eleven, this is acting, the plot needs it, I told you about this before." β
"I know, I'm just saying Min-so is dead, and I'm still alive. β
As soon as the system heard Bao Shiyi's words, he hurriedly said: "Short-lived ghost Yes, if you are still alive and try to take revenge on society, you will not die early." β
Zeng Sheng looked at Bao Shiyi who was standing in front of him now, why was his heart cold when he heard this in broad daylight, a cool air rushed up, and he panicked inexplicably, this was what he was most worried about.
"Elevenβ"
Bao Shiyi turned his head, showing the same bright smile as in the posthumous photo, like a reproduction of the picture, and said: "Teacher Zeng, you don't have to worry, I didn't enter the play, I am different from Minxiu." β
"I will live, live to kill. β
What a warm word, as bright and warm as the sun.
The staff of the props team walked past Bao Eleven with the posthumous photo of Bao Eleven, and then staggered.
The sun shone on that posthumous photo.
Minxiu is dead, Bao Shiyi is still alive, alive to take revenge on society.