128. Mixed tastes of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy
Feng Ranran didn't know the director's worries, but in the later filming, she gradually felt what it was like to act with someone who was higher than her acting skills.
Pressed by her.
She was out of breath.
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Completely breathless is the main event.
Feng Mingyu's real acting state on the set is completely two people from her usual, and she is not amiable anyway. She is strict and serious, putting on gold-wire glasses, a shot, she stands next to the director and checks it repeatedly - even if the director shouts yes, she will discuss with the director whether there are more possibilities.
She strives for perfection to the point of being almost demanding. Feng Ranran saw her like this, and she knew how her good show came out. She was tired of being asked by the director to reshoot over and over again, but for the woman in front of her, the standard she set for herself was still far away.
Feng Ranran was really overwhelmed by her. That scene -- very important, very important. The director asked them to brew for a few days before filming, Feng Mingyu sat there, she smiled when she heard the director say this, she turned her face to look at Feng Ranran beside her, her voice was faint:
"Ranran, do you need to brew?"
Feng Ranran opened her mouth - she didn't know how to twitch her brain at that moment, and she said bluntly.
"No need, just shoot it."
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Feng Ranran sat there, it was summer in the plot, but now the temperature is below ten degrees, and she is only wearing an undershirt and shivering a little. The lips were still white, and the makeup artist carefully painted Feng Ranran for more than two hours to present this natural effect.
She stood there, knocking on the door so hard that she felt like she was almost deaf with all her strength, and the door was pulled open - she didn't stop the car, and fell in at once, and the woman took her hand. She stood firm, she wanted to open her mouth to say the line - but the look of the woman in front of her made her feel a nameless fire welling up in her heart.
Her eyes were very cold, and she didn't look at herself with the slightest emotion. I don't know why, like fragile glass, I just feel extremely aggrieved, Feng Ranran sniffed, her voice trembled violently.
"Why go."
The woman in front of her looked at her quietly, and she asked her rhetorically, her tone unfazed.
"Why stay?"
Feng Ranran stopped talking - the script made her hysterical, but her eyes were too cold, she just looked at her eyes and felt like a clown, she couldn't take the lines, the director shouted the card, Feng Ranran stood there, a little embarrassed.
She is unpredictable. She was completely led away by Feng Mingyu, she threw a look at her, and she didn't know how to play the next scene.
Feng Mingyu smiled, she walked over, and she said:
"Ranran, don't be in a hurry. In fact, this scene can be filmed later. β
Feng Ranran bit her lip, she was unwilling, she didn't want to just leave it at that.
She tried to act, but she couldn't.
The first time she encountered this situation, it was in the back, and the lines she blurted out, she felt awkward herself. Obviously, I have thought about it countless times in my mind, and I think about everything very safely, but once the director shouts to start, he can't be so hysterical, he can't be crazy and crazy. She knew it was her own problem. On the one hand, she was crushed by Feng Mingyu, she couldn't breathe at all, and on the other hand, she knew that she was not that Xiaoxi. She doesn't have her experience, she can't play her sadness and despair, she just lacks that breath and taste.
She refused to admit defeat, and stubbornly wanted to finish this scene, but the performance got worse and worse, and in the end, the director could see her powerlessness, and the director stopped the scene directly, saying:
"Feng Ranran, take a rest. You think about it yourself, or you will change the scene. This one can't go on any longer, and Sister Feng has no reason to accompany you to grind over and over again. β
He said this sentence too bluntly, like a slap in Feng Ranran's face, Feng Ranran only felt that his face was hot and painful. She stood there at a loss and was particularly embarrassed, and her first reaction was to lower her head and apologize immediately, bitter and astringent in her heart.
It's the same as when I was filming "Cold Silence". But it's different, this time it's more painful. It was a feeling that the pride she relied on seemed to be shattered by someone indifferently, and Feng Ranran even felt that she didn't know how to act next. She bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to calm down with the pain.
Feng Mingyu walked over and patted her on the shoulder, her voice was very gentle.
"Change, Ranran."
Feng Ranran could only smile bitterly. She especially wanted to finish this game, because once she changed scenes, she proved that she was a complete failure. But she knows that she really has no room for willfulness, and the set is not a place for everyone to play with her. She nodded, feeling that her voice was hoarse, and her voice was low.
"Sister, which one to change?"
Feng Mingyu turned around and went to discuss with the director, the two of them seemed to have different opinions, and they discussed for a long time, Feng Ranran didn't say a word and watched them discuss, after a long time, Feng Mingyu came over with the script, and she directly ripped off the page and put it in front of Feng Ranran's eyes.
Feng Ranran only looked at the first line, and she knew which one it was. She had long been familiar with the script, she trembled slightly, she raised her head, and helplessness flowed in her eyes...... The woman in front of her seemed calm and relaxed, and she said:
"Well, let's shoot this one."
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Xiaoxi walked out in a wide dress, with no face to the sky - she only painted nude makeup in this scene, but she looked fresh and lovely. She crouched there, cautiously leaning out - like a tiny puppy with no one to take in.
When the candlelight was lit, her eyebrows and eyes were pure and gentle. She wore her hair loose - she wore a shirt and unbuttoned the top two buttons. Feng Ranran swallowed a mouthful of saliva carefully.
The light is very faint and blurry. But the more this happens, the better she looks.
"Done with homework?"
Xiao Xi snorted, and she whispered, "Today...... I met him. β
They all know each other that this is Xiaoxi's ex-boyfriend.
This woman listened to her, she didn't have any expression, much older than her, could make her calmly face many things without being alarmed, she lowered her head, rolled up her sleeves, she was writing, the handwriting was delicate and upright.
"Oh."
Xiao Xi stared at her seriously, she said such a sentence on purpose, she wanted to see something in her eyes, but nothing. She is very calm, and under the light, this woman's side face looks calm and relaxed.
In fact, Feng Ranran was in a very complicated mood when he filmed this shot.
I was in a bit of a trance when I was filming - a lot flashed in my mind, there were scripts that had been deeply imprinted in her mind by chewing on them repeatedly, and there were also words that Feng Mingyu had told her, she asked her to let go, her mind was full of like it was about to explode, but the woman in front of her suddenly turned her head, she raised her head, looked at the girl who was shrinking and didn't dare to move, and looked at the feelings intertwined in her eyes, she came over.
She is elegant in whatever she does.
Feng Ranran looked at her white shirt, her collarbone line was extremely beautiful, from the neck to the collarbone, the moment she stared at her, people could think of a swan stretching its feathers. The room was small, and she reached out and touched the top of her head. She did this very skillfully by doing it.
But it's gentle. When touching the top of her head, Feng Ranran's eyes staring at her were uneasy and hesitant, she approached her and looked at her fixedly, and her breath seemed to hit her face.
Feng Ranran was really in a trance. Feng Mingyu's eyes were too tasteful.
She didn't know how to describe it, she just had an empty brain at that moment, and she didn't even know what she was doing, and she still relied on what little memory of the script was left - she was probably going to hug the woman in front of her.
So she did so.
Sometimes we need to hug because we can use the body temperature of another person, the smell of another person, to remind ourselves that we are not alone.
Feng Ranran smelled the smell of perfume on her body, it was a smell that only mature women would have, very mellow. She was buried in her arms, and Feng Ranran was relieved at that moment.
Sometimes, I don't really like it very much, but because I β‘β‘ heart...... That's why I refuse to let go.
Feng Ranran didn't know what the expression of the person playing with her was at this time. If she had seen it, she would have done better.
The woman who played against her had a raging fire in her eyes. She sighed quietly, but the corners of her lips were a little cold. She reached out to pat her back, but stopped in mid-air, she pursed her lips silently, and her expression revealed a little bitterness.
Older people will always take on more than younger people.
It is precisely because she has walked all the roads she has walked that she understands that this world does not rely on blood to go smoothly. Many times, courage is only reserved for teenagers who don't understand anything, because they don't understand, so they are brave.
She has to be responsible.
The years have given her not only a face that has begun to grow old, not a body that has grown tired - there are many more and more things. I have tasted all the ups and downs, I was once so desperate, how can I bear these bitterness and let her taste it again. I know how much it hurts, I know what it takes, I know how unbearable the pain is, so I can only be silent.
Boiling blood is buried under the iceberg.
She can be willful, she doesn't understand, she's still young.
She can't be willful, she's the older one.
The glint in her eyes quietly went out again. The woman in the white shirt patted her head lovingly, her voice soft and gentle.
"Go to sleep."
When Feng Ranran raised her head again, she was already calm, she was calm and gentle, and there was no other emotion in her voice. Feng Ranran turned around.
She didn't know that she still lost this scene, but when the director shouted cut in the end, her heart was empty.
In fact, she has a scene that she really wants to film. Nozomi erupts at the end. She has reached the point where the lines are ripe, and every word is engraved in her heart, and she can't forget it.
"I'm willing to taste all the ups and downs, and this is life. You think it's good for me, I don't need it. I don't need this one to be good for me. I just don't want my life to be so miserable that I regret it in the end, I just don't want to live like a walking corpse. I'm not wrong. The wrong person was never me, it was you. β
Some feelings are not accumulated, and they are destined to break out. Until the end, how can we know who can overwhelm whom?
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In fact, this drama was originally shown to Pei Yifei, and Pei Yifei sighed after reading it. Feng Ranran asked him why he sighed, did he think this book was bad or what.
Pei Yifei told sΓΉ Feng Ranran like this:
"It's a pity. This kind of book is played by you and Senior Feng. If only I were a woman...... Then I will definitely do my best to fight for the role of Senior Feng. This character is so energetic, I'm worried that you'll fall in love with her. If this character were a man, I really wouldn't want you to take it. β
Feng Ranran sneered and laughed, she imagined Pei Yifei's women's clothes in her mind, and then she pursed her lips, without the slightest intention of saving face for her boyfriend.
"Why don't you dress up as a woman first?"
"If you want to see it, okay."
Feng Ranran didn't expect Pei Yifei to really agree like this, she was quite surprised, Pei Yifei smiled low on the other end of the phone.
"Ranran, I'll visit the class when I have time. I'm afraid that Senior Feng will eat you clean - why am I a little panicked after reading this script? β
Feng Ranran decisively refused - she felt that Pei Yifei was present, and she probably couldn't act.
She agreed with Pei Yifei that she would let her finish the play independently, and he wouldn't ask her about the details of the filming during the period, just let her finish the scene heartily.
As for what Pei Yifei is worried aboutβ _ β rest assured. She still remembers who her boyfriend is, is filming filming after all?