Because of Wang Dalun's persuasion, there was no farce in history in which Zuo Wenlu got into the car with his luggage and left, and then got off the car.

But Lao Jia was still scared, he readjusted the shooting plan, moved all Zuo Wenlu's scenes to the front, and ended her filming as soon as possible. At the same time, this kind of thing is bound to cause a very bad impact in the crew, and Lao Jia specially greeted everyone to keep it secret. But after all, there is no impermeable wall, and the matter still spread privately within the crew, Lao Jia was very annoyed by this, but he was helpless.

Two days later, the car that went to the capital returned to Fenyang with the equipment and the local personnel of the crew. Another day passed, and "Xiao Wu" was officially launched.

Lao Jia's method of filming is completely different from the experience taught in the film school - he has to try all the taboos that the teacher warned him in class. He never divided the camera in advance, and asked him how to move the camera the next day, and he always said that it was all in his head, but he had to change the plan in his head again and again when it came to the scene. And he only let Wang Dalun and Zuo Wenlu read the script, and the other actors only told them the general direction of the plot and the basic requirements of the performance, and let them improvise on the spot.

Li Shaohong's filming requires strict compliance with the script, and he must act without a bad score; Zhang Yuan is very good at listening to the opinions of actors, as long as the opinions are good, he does not hesitate to change the play temporarily, but the performance still has to be according to the script; But Lao Jia is an outlier, as long as you are in the frame of the plot, you can change the lines, you can change the action, as long as it is reasonable, whatever you play, and often after a shot, if you have other ideas, he can let you play it again. This made Wang Dalun feel very enjoyable, but it made the production director Wang Hongwei's face look ugly, because shooting like this, the loss of film is really amazing, and it has already greatly exceeded expectations.

"Xiao Zuo, don't sit like this, come sideways, yes, sit sideways on the bed against the wall, okay, okay!"

"Da Lun, are you ready?"

"Everyone is in place and ready to shoot."

“action！”

Wang Hongwei, who is a part-time field reporter, "snapped" and hit the board.

Zuo Wenlu sat sideways on the bed with the quilt, Wang Dalun put his hands in his trouser pockets, and swayed around the room.

"Cards!"

As soon as filming started, Lao Jia stopped again.

Lao Jia is always like this, he doesn't look at the monitor, he squats behind Yu Liwei and looks at the picture in the viewfinder. Many times when filming has just started or is halfway through filming, he will shout to stop and find out if this or that is not, in short, if he has new inspiration, he has to shoot again. Now everyone is used to this style of his, stopping and waiting for him to speak. Wang Hongwei next to him pursed his lips, he didn't know how many times he had said this question, but Lao Jia always didn't listen. This film is about to run out, and if Gu Zheng, who went back to the capital to buy film by the way, doesn't come back in the next two days, the crew will have to stop work.

Lao Jia groaned and said to Wang Dalun: "Xiao Wu is a rookie in terms of feelings, he likes Hu Meimei, he will be nervous when the two get along, so he will use some ...... Well, ridiculous or hanging...... That's right, it's the body language of the hanger to hide his nervousness. You watch xiàn a little. ”

"Got it, Director."

Although Wang Dalun usually has an old mouth, he will change his name to the director when filming. Although Lao Jia didn't say it, it could be seen that he admired Wang Dalun's work attitude.

"Director, do you think this will work?"

Wang Dalun thought for a while, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and then took off the larger suit on his body halfway, shrunk his hands in his sleeves, and shook the sleeves around.

"Okay, that's it."

Lao Jia nodded approvingly, this is another aspect of his appreciation of Wang Dalun, because because of his ideas, Wang Dalun can always express them very accurately.

“action！”

Wang Dalun was holding a cigarette in his mouth, swinging his sleeves and swaying around the room, his eyes as if he had committed an occupational disease.

"Thank you, it's much better now." Zuo Wenlu smiled easily and said his lines.

"It's fine." With a cigarette in his mouth, Wang Dalun spoke a little slurred.

Zuo Wenlu tilted his head and looked at him with some amusement, "Sit down." ”

This line is not in the script, it was originally Xiao Wu who took the initiative to sit on Hu Meimei's bed, but Zuo Wenlu's action, one sentence, suddenly made the following plot a lot smoother.

Wang Dalun sat down on the small bed, scurried up again, leaned against the wall, and tried to find a comfortable position, while Zuo Wenlu pulled the quilt to his side, so as not to press the quilt. As for these two silent movements, there is no trace of performance on the two of them, and they all seem so real and natural.

Tut! Lao Jia couldn't help but secretly admire his vision, the two in front of him are undoubtedly extremely talented actors, looking for them is the right one, what he wants is this truth. At the same time, I also feel a little sorry, because of the previous unhappiness, I am afraid that he will never find Zuo Wenlu to film again in the future.

"Your family runs a coal kiln, right? Why are you so rich? ”

Wang Dalun thought for a while, stretched his hand out of his sleeve in a trembling way, and said, "I'm just a craftsman." ”

"It doesn't look like it."

Wang Dalun looked at his hands, gestured between the front and back, and said, "I rely on these hands to eat." ”

In the backlight, his hands were red and translucent, and his fingers were slender.

Zuo Wenlu believed it, nodded and said, "It's not easy to eat by craftsmanship." ”

Wang Dalun raised his hand to take down the cigarette on his mouth, and spewed out a thick puff of smoke, the cigarette ash flicked on the ground casually, sighed, but said with some disdain: "People open song halls, and cigarettes sell cigarettes, I'm stupid!" ”

Zuo Wenlu bit his lip and didn't know what to say, while Wang Dalun smoked one cigarette at a time, and the two were speechless for a while.

After a while, Zuo Wenlu turned his head and said, "Don't you really know how to sing?" ”

"Not really."

"Then why do you keep going to the song hall?"

Wang Dalun touched his hair and bowed his head silently.

"Do you like me singing, then?"

Wang Dalun nodded a little shyly: "I like it." ”

Zuo Wenlu became very happy and said, "I also like to sing." ”

Then he said in a low voice: "You know what? Many people say that I look like a star, but I know that I will never be a star in my life. ”

After speaking, he snorted softly, as if he was laughing at himself.

The two were speechless again. This time, Wang Dalun took the initiative to turn his head to look at her and said, "You sing me a song!" ”

"What do you want to hear?"

"Your favorite song."

"Then I'll sing you a song about Wang Jingwen!"

"Okay."

"Then you are not allowed to laugh at me."

"I don't laugh."

"My sky, why is it raining? Why is there always tears in my sky......"

Zuo Wenlu sang very devotedly, and Wang Dalun listened quietly.

This is a long shot, the two of them are sitting side by side on the bed, the room is very messy, there are four or five beds, suitcases, shoes, basins are scattered, and all kinds of women's clothes are hanging on the wall. The sunlight came in through the window, and the cigarette in Wang Dalun's hand curled around.

Singing and singing, she suddenly burst into tears. Wang Dalun looked at her quietly. Zuo Wenlu wiped away his tears and looked back at him. The two looked at each other......

"You really can't sing?"

"No!"

"No, you've got to sing me a song."

"Then close your eyes!"

Zuo Wenlu closed his eyes, Wang Dalun took out the lighter from Jin Xiaoyong's house, held it to her ear with his hand, and pressed it gently. The lighter went off, and the song "To Alice" came out, as if it was still very good.

Zuo Wenlu suddenly hugged him. He clumsily hugged Zuo Wenlu.

Zuo Wenlu said in his ear: "I know what you want, when I get better, I will give it to you." ”

"Cards! Perfect. ”

Lao Jia is very excited, this is the smoothest shooting since the start-up. The feelings of the hero and heroine are very devoted, and the love between the cabaret lady and the thief is exactly the warm side he wants to express.

"One more ......"

"It's all perfect, and there's another yarn! Big brother, there is not enough film, so I have to save some money. Wang Hongwei couldn't hold back any longer, jumped out and shouted. As the production director, he is responsible for the entire crew, and he can't let Lao Jia mess around.

Fortunately, Gu Zheng came back the next day and brought ten copies of film. The filming went in an orderly manner, and ten days later, the heroine's scene was finished, and Zuo Wenlu left the crew.

Soon, the highlight of the filming that Lao Jia thinks is the scene where Xiao Wu takes a bath in the bathroom, requiring Wang Dalun to appear on the camera, Lao Jia talked to him about it before, and Wang Dalun was very simple at that time, sacrificing for art!

It may be that Lao Jia still has no bottom in his heart, the night before the shooting, Gu Zheng specially came to the door, didn't say anything else, and praised his performance as very good. Wang Dalun knew what he meant, but listening to his meaty words, he felt very painful.

"Hiss-" When Wang Dalun took off his clothes very simply, Lao Jia couldn't help but gasp. I didn't expect this product to look very thin, but this body is very material, a carved muscle line, from the shoulder frantically running down, like flowing water, trickling.

This suddenly made Lao Jia a little embarrassed, his original idea was that Xiao Wu was obscene, and he was the kind of ribs when he stripped naked. Gu Zheng has a different opinion, he thinks that Xiao Wu is the head of a thief, and those who can be the head are bound to be brave and ruthless, and his muscles are more intuitive.

The two couldn't argue for a while.

"Hey, I mean, are you still finished? Can't shoot anymore? ”

The weather in April was still quite cold, Wang Dalun stripped naked and stood there shivering, those two goods were still free to argue.

What to do? I can't find a naked replacement anymore, so I can only shoot.

The temperature in the room was not high, and Wang Dalun shivered. Put on wooden slippers, stand up, with a towel on your shoulder, and walk towards the bathroom with your back slightly bent.

As soon as Wang Dalun entered the bathroom, he was slipped, and a slipper fell into the distance, and he could only land on one foot and jump to find the lost slipper.

There was no one in the bathroom and the water in the pool was clear. He jumped into the bath, goosebumps all over his body, and scolded in his heart:! The water is too cold.

He could only hold his breath to adjust to the temperature of the water, as if the water was hot. Gradually, he got used to it, and his body rose and fell under the buoyancy of the water. He stretched out his arms and fell into the water and began to swim. Hit the water with both arms, and the water splashed everywhere.

After a bit of a joke alone, he sat down in the pool, remembering that he was going to see Hu Meimei later, because she was in good health, Hu Meimei promised him, okay that, what......

In addition to the excitement, he opened his throat and sang: My thoughts are an untouchable net. My thoughts are no longer the ...... of the sea that bursts the embankment

After more than ten days, the filming is about to end, but Lao Jia has not thought about how to end "Xiao Wu".

Probably because the locals think that making movies is easy to "play" and rare, so they are always watched during filming, which causes a lot of trouble for Lin Xiaoling's simultaneous recording, and she has to rack her brains every time for the recording not to "goof". Lao Jia got inspiration from this and decided to finally "play" a "goof", so that those onlookers became onlookers in the movie theater.

So Wang Dalun was handcuffed to a telephone pole, and he squatted down to rest. The more and more people gathered on the side of the road to watch him, Wang Dalun looked at them, they looked at Wang Dalun, and they did not disperse for a long time......