The afternoon sun shines through the spring breeze on the surface of the lake, turning it into broken gold leaf.

The thin young man sat on a low stool by the bridge, his legs dangling in the air, facing the secluded lake, and the index finger and thumb of his two hands formed a rectangular frame through which he looked silently at the mallard duck in the distance and the red painting boat in the distance.

Chi Chi sat down beside him and learned to move his legs outside the bridge railing.

He doesn't speak, and neither does she.

After successfully knocking a crack in Chi Chi's wall of memory, the lake no longer has a headache effect on her. Only the deep pain remained, leaving a strong mark on her emotional experience.

The girl looked at the lake, and her mind drifted a hundred miles away.

Everyone should have their own past, and actors should have rich emotional experience, and the lack of emotional experience shackles Chi Chi's in-depth exploration and speculation of the characters. After such a heart-rending pain, Chi Chi felt that his acting would be more textured.

Wen Luning's script touched her in this place called "Pain".

The great pain of losing all the time connects every Chinese character in the script.

Although it is immature as a script, the emotional fullness of the script is very moving.

Anyway, there is still money in the card, and Chi Chi doesn't care about making a movie that can't make money.

The warm breeze made the tourists drunk, especially those who had just eaten enough, and after a while, the girl's head was little by little, revealing only a white and slender neck.

Wen Luning turned around slowly, her hands still in a frame.

Through the frame, the girl's soft hair and small chin are all in his frame, like a small hardcover oil painting.

The sky in the distance is clear and clear blue, the sunset in the lower part is a warm golden color, and the face and hair of this girl are full of vitality of white and black.

"I just want to keep a memory of that script, and I don't want to make a movie. The man's voice was a little hoarse, and it slowly came into Chi Chi's ears.

"But if I don't shoot, they'll think I'm hopeless. ”

The young man looked diagonally behind him and caught the sight of his father lying on the bumper at the back of the crowd.

"I thought, if I don't shoot, maybe they won't be saved...... Whatever......"

His tone was normal, not like an autistic person at all, Chi Chi raised his head and looked at him, and probably understood in his heart what it meant to be "the world is sick in the eyes of sick people".

With such an attitude, it is not like a director who will be serious and rigorous in filming.

It's rare that when she wants to break through, there is such a script delivered to her hand, the girl's fingers tightened, she will never allow this opportunity to be lost inexplicably.

"If you don't shoot, I'm probably not going to be saved. Chi Chi smiled, watching a line of water ducks in the distance cruising on the water, the new willows were green, reflected in the rippling blue water, the ducks passed by, crushing the willow shadow, and the willow shadow quietly reappeared behind their buttocks.

"I love your script so much that I won't be able to act in it, and I will regret it for many years. ”

Wen Luning suddenly turned her head to look at the girl beside her.

"That's not the script, that's Lin Qiu. ”

Chi Chi looked back at him without showing weakness.

"I'm an actor, in my eyes it's a script, and without an actor to embody it, it's just a thin script. ”

Wen Luning sneered.

"Don't actors all want to take money? I don't have any money for you, I don't want you to shoot, you go. ”

Chi Chi spread his hands, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"The little money your parents used to sell iron can't even give the actor's salary, and you can't find an actress who can take on the play except me. ”

Wen Luning glared at him, he was angry, and his breathing became short.

"Am I like 'her'?" the girl stood on the stone bench to herself, her slender thighs wrapped under her black sweatpants, and her half-length ponytail neatly tied up above her head.

She looked at Wen Luning condescendingly, the ends of her braided hair hanging down next to her ears.

"Do you know the story of the baby elephant? Once upon a time there was a baby elephant. The girl straightened up and spun around the stone bench with light steps.

"He especially loves to dance......"

Long, poetic lines came out of the girl's mouth, word for word. Her limbs were naturally stretched out, and there was a little smile on her face, thoughtful, nonchalant, on her lips, in the corners of her eyes, on the tips of her eyebrows.

Wen Luning's expression was momentarily sluggish.

He hurriedly used his hands to form a frame, in which the girl's braids fluttered in the setting sun.

"Lin Qiu ......"

"A lot of parts of your script are too astringent, let's change it while filming?"

Those things that touched Wen Luning's memory instantly converged to no trace, leaving only the bright smiling face that belonged to Chi Chi.

She and Lin Qiu are not like each other at all.

She and Lin Qiu ...... Maybe she can really become Lin Qiu.

There is a little bit of hope or ambition that grows quietly in the heart of this taciturn young man.

An excellent director can stimulate the potential of an actor, and an excellent actor can also stimulate the director's creative enthusiasm, perhaps, at this moment, they are still too immature and young to be called excellent, but the wonderful chemical reaction always happens quietly and silently, and what can be produced is also worth the world's patience.

The starring role of a movie is done, and the director can be regarded as having it.

The rest of the stuff is basically up to me.

Wen Xinping himself is a cameraman, and the most valuable net worth in the body for decades is the set of shooting equipment, if it weren't for the soaring housing prices, it would be more expensive than his house, so he served as the cameraman, lighting engineer and field manager of the film.

Wen Xinping's wife, Ms. Lu, served as the financial director of the crew, as well as the logistics chef, and there was also a possible trick.

Ms. Lu's younger sister, Ms. Lu, is a teacher in a high school, and she won the opportunity for the crew to come into the classroom to shoot during the school break on weekends, and by the way, she will also make a cameo appearance as a class teacher.

Teacher Lu's son, Wen Luning's cousin Jiang Xiaobo, is a sophomore in high school this year, and he won the role of a campus gangster with lines on the condition of provoking his classmates to play tricks together.

In addition to the fast-paced campus plot of the whole story, there is also an important part of the heroine's family.

In Wen Luning's conception, the expression of this plot should be relatively abstract, and it does not need the heroine's father and mother to really appear, they only need to have a black figure in the dark and a gray shadow reflected on the curtain.

Chef Jin, who persuaded Chi Chi Chi for a long time in vain, was arrested like this.

Chi Chi only then learned that Chef Jin was also a martial arts instructor for film and television more than ten years ago, but later he was involved in some bad things, and he simply withdrew from the circle to develop his second interest.

As for what it was, Wen Xinping and Chef Jin were very secretive.

Because he had to take care of the business of Ruyi Restaurant, Chef Jin couldn't leave for too long, so Wen Luning changed the script of a plot overnight.

The next day, the very unreliable filming of this very unreliable crew started from Wen Luning's home.

At five o'clock in the morning, Wen Luning got up and began to clean up Chi Chi's room - in order to save costs, Chi Chi will live in the Wen family's guest (miscellaneous) room (room) for a period of time in the future.

The whole room is not large, and it has to create a more cramped feeling, Wen Xinping contributed the wooden white screen background he occasionally uses when taking pictures to act as a wall.

A row of hangers is tied to a wooden shelf, through which wires are threaded, and a light source for lighting is hung underneath.

The wardrobe next to it is also hung with a hanger, and if you look up, you can see the dense "chandelier drying" picture that people can't bear to look at directly.

The desk originally wanted to be moved to Wen Luning's room, but Wen Luning was not satisfied with its appearance, Wen Xinping and Chef Jin went to the waste recycling station to dump it, and finally brought back a set of tables and chairs with a broken desktop color that also met Wen Luning's requirements at nine o'clock in the morning.

Ms. Lu's small notebook recorded the first expenditure of the movie: "A set of discarded tables and chairs for props, the price is 52 yuan (I have to go next time I buy props, Lao Wen will not bargain)"

The whole house was turned into a darkroom, and only a little orange light source was turned on in one corner, and the atmosphere of a slightly dim and somewhat broken room appeared.

Chef Kim stood in the dark corner, and Ji Chi stood in the corner where there was light.

"You hit him. Wen Luning told Chef Sù Jin.

"You're beaten. He also sued Chi Chi, the leading actor of this play, cough, which can be regarded as dedication.

"Alright, let's go. ”

There was silence.

People have lived here for thirty or forty years, and Jin Sishun, the chef of Ruyi Restaurant, felt stupid for the first time, and he asked Wen Luning: "How should I fight?" ”

The director and screenwriter of the play said seriously: "You have read the script, you can play as much as you want." ”

Chef Kim walked to the light, opened the script and read it: "The black figure kicked and beat her mercilessly, and her fists and feet were nets that she couldn't break free. Gone...... How are you going to beat people?"

Chef Jin, who is five big and three thick, is like an iron tower, lined with Wen Luning, like a little chicken who has lost his hair and washed the pot.

Wen Luning didn't feel the physical intimidation at all, and he said very casually: "I'm the director, you have to listen to me." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you, you're the director, you say, you say, how to fight. ”

"You can fight as much as you want. ”

When Chef Jin's iron fist was only ten centimeters away from Wen Luning's small braincase, he was stopped by Chi Chi.

"It's good if you fight slowly, fierce, ruthless, all kinds of looks, just use them to beat me. ”

Dressed in the old high school uniform of Wen Luning's cousin's school, Ji Chi pushed Chef Jin back into the darkness.

Chef Jin glared at Wen Luning, and shook his head helplessly at Chi Chi: "Why do you say you are so stubborn, I'll start!"

As he spoke, he swung out with a punch, and he didn't need the director to say that he started.

No one expected that this dozen would be nearly an hour.