An Ning looked down at his costume: "For me?" ”

The props and costumes of "Prosperous Age" can be regarded as works of conscience, not vulgar studio style.

Take the one that the heroine An Ning is wearing now, although it is a plain duck egg blue, but the skirt and placket are printed with low-key but complex patterns.

Most importantly, the costumes are set to match the plot of the play. At this time, it was the end of winter and the beginning of spring in the play, so the costumes were also quite thick, plus An Ning still had a thick hair cover on her head, and she was holding a hand warmer in her hand, and the whole person couldn't feel the coldness at all.

Huo Ziqiu seemed to see what An Ning was thinking, and while unfolding his down jacket, he explained: "Although this year's winter is warm and the costumes are thick, you still have to pay more attention. ”

After speaking, he wrapped his hands around An Ning's body and gently draped the down jacket over An Ning's shoulders.

Huo Ziqiu has long hands and feet, and this action is effortless to do, but in this way, An Ning's whole person seems to be encircled in his arms.

She couldn't help but feel a little blindsided.

Huo Ziqiu's eyes looked into her eyes intently, and there was a feeling of "no matter how the sky is wasted, the old sea is rotten, my world is only you".

An Ning was stunned by this look, and when she turned her head, her eyes happened to match Qiao Zitong, who was still on the set.

It was naked, undisguised hatred.

Luo Yunxi's voice floated over like background music: "Keep this look, yes, hatred from the heart, okay, push it up close-up...... CUT。 ”

"Finally shouted CUT." An Ning pursed her lips, reached out and grabbed both sides of the down jacket, letting it slip off her shoulders: "Qiao Zitong's expression this time is finally right, there is a sense of layering, if I don't stimulate it well, Director Luo will shoot it twenty more times, and it is estimated that she will not be able to act well." ”

Huo Ziqiu had already lowered his arms that were encircling An Ning, and his face was light and light.

She turned around and stared straight at Huo Ziqiu: "What do you want to do?" has been playing the trick of imminent separation, I think Qiao Zitong is serious. ”

There was a kind of dissatisfaction and faint anger in An Ning's tone that she didn't even notice herself, but Huo Ziqiu could hear it. But it didn't take it to heart.

"What kind of person do you think Qiao Zitong is?"

What kind of person is Qiao Zitong? Let's be honest. Anning can't be sure.

In her previous life, it seemed that she was just a little cautious but not bad in nature, and she ******** want to be friends with An Ning.

An Ning had never taken the time to study her, and Qiao Zitong was attentive to her. And she took it all. I have never thought about what kind of scheming is hidden behind these courtesies.

And after being reborn. From an outsider's point of view, An Ning realized that she really underestimated Qiao Zitong, and her ambitions were far greater than she thought.

An Ning smiled: "She." It's a wretched wretch. ”

"You think she's pathetic?"

An Ning nodded: "Just like those who made a fortune by begging, they obviously waged their tails and begged to trample their faces under their feet, and they worked hard to get something that did not belong to them, and when they returned to their hometown, they had to pretend to be dressed and honored, and they were afraid every day for fear that someone would expose their details." Qiao Zitong, isn't that what it looks like? ”

Huo Ziqiu chuckled: "That's right, she really makes people feel pitiful." After a pause, he didn't know what he thought, and he smiled: "As far as I know, Qiao Zitong's gold owner just broke off relations with her some time ago, and Zhou Yun is still lying in the hospital for some reason. At this time, she was like a fly without a head, completely unsure of where to go. If someone lends a little help to her......"

When he said this, An Ning said in a sympathetic tone: "Then it's over, this person can't get rid of this piece of kraft candy." ”

Huo Ziqiu glanced at her: "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the more you look forward to, the less you get, you said that with Qiao Zitong's current state, will it collapse if you encounter such a psychological gap again?" ”

Yes, absolutely.

However, An Ning didn't expect that Qiao Zitong's outburst would come so quickly.

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The ancient town that the crew is filming now is not very famous, and there are not many tourists, but the area is not small. There is a well-preserved Ming Dynasty former residence in the center of the town, which has all kinds of pavilions and pavilions, so it was selected by the crew to be the house of the Sheng family, and all the plots that happened in the Sheng family were filmed here.

Next to the mansion is a row of modern replica rooms, which are now used as a lounge for actors.

As the leading actor this time, it is rare that An Ning does not have to share the lounge with other actors.

In the afternoon, Shen Ping arrived at the crew, and An Ning happened to stay in the lounge to read the script.

Because he was busy arranging An Ning's work schedule, he just came to the crew every once in a while to take a look and communicate with An Ning about the progress.

"I contacted Zheng Wei and got the clip of your performance in "Festive", Dong Yan was quite satisfied with it. His assistant had already made an appointment with me for an audition, which was scheduled for mid-March, and the filming should be over by then. Shen Ping had a happy look on his face: "You should prepare well during this time." ”

"What kind of subject is Director Dong going to shoot this time? What about the script? What role am I trying to try? ”

"I haven't gotten the script yet, and I don't know what to say over there, I only know that it's in ancient costumes." Shen Ping muttered: "In fact, there seems to be only one female character in this movie. ”

"Only one female character?" An Ning blinked, although it was expected, but when he really heard it, he was still a little nervous.

Dong Yan likes to film men's scenes, which is something that everyone in the industry knows. is like "Far Journey", which helped Huo Ziqiu win the double actor, is a film with a typical Dong Yan's personal style.

"Long Journey" tells the story of a man who goes on the road alone and discovers himself in the process of wandering.

is not a trick, from beginning to end of the film, only two female characters appeared, and they were all short-lived.

Therefore, in his works, many excellent actors can often emerge, but few actresses can be popular, and even some actresses, because they are not as good as male actors in Dong Yan's works, they are crowned with the title of "vase", and they have never had a chance with the acting school.

Shen Ping probably thought of this as well, so he was a little hesitant: "How about it?" Would you like to give it a try? ”

An Ning blurted out: "Of course, I'm not willing to give it a try." ”

Challenges and opportunities always complement each other, although many actresses have been planted in Dong Yan's plays, but An Ning knows that if she performs well, the only female character in the whole film will be as eye-catching as a red flower surrounded by green leaves.

"Okay, then it's decided......"

Before Shen Ping's words fell, the door of the lounge rang with a bang: "Meng Anning, you are inside." ”

Qiao Zitong's voice passed through the wooden door that she smashed and trembled, stabbing An Ning's headache.

"You get the script, come to me as soon as possible, and let me know if there are any new changes." An Ning stood up and prepared to send Shen Ping out.

Shen Ping nodded, put all the materials on the table into the briefcase he carried with him, and looked at the wooden door that was still shaking: "Do you want me to help you deal with this trouble?" ”

An Ning smiled slightly: "It's not a big deal, I can handle it myself, you go back first." ”

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Qiao Zitong had already taken off her makeup, changed her costume, and stood in front of An Ning without makeup, with a gloomy light in her eyes.

An Ning couldn't help but think, as if she had never seen Qiao Zitong completely without makeup, no matter when and where, as long as there was a second person present, Qiao Zitong must have exquisite makeup.

She sometimes wondered if Qiao Zitong even wore makeup to sleep.

Looking at it so closely now, although it is still the delicate facial features, Qiao Zitong's complexion is already very poor, and the eyes are all faint cyan, and even shallow fine lines have spread out at the corners of his eyes.

"Sit down." An Ning ignored Qiao Zitong's eyes, not only sat in front of the dressing table by herself, but also casually pointed to the stool next to her to greet her.

From the mirror, she saw that Qiao Zitong behind her was still standing so straight, with a haggard and lifeless face, dark eyes, it was really a bit like making a ghost movie.

"Meng Anning, how old are you this year?"

The first to speak was actually Qiao Zitong, her voice was very soft, as if she was trying to restrain her emotions.

An Ning glanced at her from the mirror, and was a little uncomfortable with her weak emphasis: "Twenty-three, twenty-four after the New Year." ”

"It's only two years younger than me, but I really envy you, you can play the heroine one after another when you debut, your gold owner is really good to you."

"The gold lord? Paranoia is a disease, if you have a disease, go to treat it as soon as possible, don't delay. ”

"Oh, you don't have a gold lord? I think so, if there is, you wouldn't dare to hook up with Huo Ziqiu so openly. ”

An Ning turned around, looked at the expression of three points of grievance, three points of jealousy and three points of resentment on Qiao Zitong's face, and then reached out and touched the wig set on his head, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "If I wasn't still wearing ancient costumes, listening to what you just said, I would really think that I was filming a bitter love scene in the Republic of China?" Sister Tong, you won't bring yourself into the role of Huo Ziqiu's wife. ”

She looked Qiao Zitong up and down, with a strange expression: "You haven't even spoken a few words to him, and you can't even count as acquaintances, why did you come to me with an expression of 'catching a junior'?" ”

"You are!" I don't know where this sentence poked Qiao Zitong's pain point, her voice instantly became sharp, and it could almost pierce An Ning's eardrums: "He obviously has a good impression of me, if you didn't hook up with him, how could he ignore me for the past two days." ”

An Ning subconsciously moved her neck back, and her voice was quite calm: "You said Huo Ziqiu? When did he pay attention to you, you haven't said more than ten sentences since you joined the group. (To be continued.) )