The next day, Zhou An got up very early and dragged the sleepy-eyed Zhao Jun straight to the set.

They came early, and there were only a few staff members on the set who were setting up props, and they greeted each other when they saw them.

Zhao Jun followed behind Qiao Yuan with a fritter in his mouth, looking at his familiarity with the staff, he felt very emotional.

"Brother Yuan, why are you here so early today?" Xiao Liu, the drama manager, handed over a cup of soy milk.

Zhou An waved his hand: "I've eaten, there is a play today, come early to prepare." ”

People who work hard will always win more favor, not to mention that Zhou An usually has no shelf, and he has a good relationship with the crew.

Xiao Liu smiled: "Then you go to the dressing room to rest for a while, Sister Wu should be almost there." ”

Zhou An nodded and took Zhao Jun to the dressing room.

Although Zhou An has a little foundation in Kunqu opera performance, it is not enough to stand on the stage and perform formally with music.

In this drama, the political task component is very heavy, and no place can be sloppy, Zhang Yiwei specially invited a famous Kunqu opera artist to sit in charge.

In order not to delay the master's time, he had to finish filming all the scenes on the stage today, and Zhou An was ready to stay up late.

After waiting in the dressing room for about five minutes, the door was pushed open and a middle-aged woman with a round figure walked in.

Zhao Jun immediately put away the tablet and greeted him obediently: "Sister Wu, it's early!" ”

Wu Fan smiled, and his gaze fell on Qiao Yuan instead.

She noticed him from the first glance when she opened the door, and the most important thing in the entertainment industry is handsome men and beautiful women, but Qiao Yuan is very outstanding in terms of appearance and temperament.

It's just that this is not enough to make Wu Fan, who has read countless people, look at it differently, what really makes her pay attention to is the huge difference between Qiao Yuan's temperament before and after.

The first time she saw Qiao Yuan was when he first signed in Tianyi, at that time, Qiao Yuan was full of spirit, with the momentum of a young man in his bones, and he was so confident that he looked arrogant.

And the person standing in front of her at this time, his eyes are still confident, but they are more like beautiful jade that has been baptized by the years, all the brilliance is restrained, beautiful and full of charm.

Looking at Qiao Yuan, who was smiling lightly at himself, Wu Fan found that he couldn't control his hands a little, so he wanted to dress him up and make this beautiful jade bloom with incomparable charm!

"Sister Wu." Zhou An didn't expect the crew to invite a famous stylist to support the scene, and he was surprised and couldn't help but be excited.

Wu Fan nodded, turned sideways to let the person behind him, and introduced: "Teacher Wei Chunjie, he will complete the singing part this time." ”

Wei Chunjie always had a smile on his face, and wherever he stopped, the momentum was awe-inspiring.

Zhou An has a respect for these artists, and when he sees each other's silver hair, he admires them even more.

"Mr. Wei, I'm sorry for your trouble." Zhou An hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands with the old gentleman.

Wei Chunming gently patted the back of Zhou An's hand: "I heard that you can sing a few words?" ”

Zhou An smiled embarrassedly: "I learned a few words from my friends, and I didn't dare to get an axe in front of the old gentleman." ”

"Don't get in the way, I'll listen to a couple of songs."

"I'm ...... Then it's ugly. ”

Seeing that Zhou An was not squirming and was frank, Wei Chunjie nodded secretly, feeling that this young man was advancing and retreating in a certain way, which was very good.

Zhou An stepped back two times, smiled at the old gentleman, and sang the same play as when he tried out.

Zhao Jun has already heard that Wei Chunjie is an expert and it is not strange that Wu Fan and Qiao Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise as soon as he opened his mouth.

After a while, Zhou An pursed his lips and smiled worriedly.

Wei Chunjie said with a smile: "The friend who taught you to sing should be an old drama fan." ”

He didn't say this well, nor did he say it badly, Zhou Anxin thought that he really had an axe in the class.

But when he was playing later, the old man refused Wu Fan's kindness to help, and personally painted Zhou An and wore a scarf, which flattered Zhou An.

According to the setting of the script, Yanqing is a popular student, and the "Peony Pavilion" co-starred with his sister was full.

Originally, Zhang Yiwei was worried that Qiao Yuan's appearance would lose a little classical charm, but after dressing up, his worries were gone, so he immediately found a photographer and pulled Qiao Yuan to take makeup photos for two hours.

When he returned to the set again, Mr. Wei's filming had already begun.

Zhou An simply touched up his makeup and sat next to the camera in a regular manner, appreciating and learning from Mr. Wei's performance.

The full stage show only needs to be shot once, and the editor will do the post-processing according to the needs of different scenes.

So Old Man Wei's role ended quickly, and the rest was Qiao Yuan's work.

While preparing on the side, Wei Chunjie, who had taken off his makeup, came over, and Zhou An hurriedly put down what he was doing and stood up, and said to the other party: "Mr. Wei has worked hard." ”

Wei Chunjie waved his hand and said to the apprentice who was playing with him: "Take a picture of us." He said as he handed over his phone.

Zhou An stood next to the old gentleman in an orderly manner, the two took a picture, Wei Chunjie nodded a few times skillfully, and said to him: "I'll post a Weibo, don't you mind?" ”

Zhou An was stunned for a moment, thinking that Old Man Wei was really good enough to keep pace with the times, and he still knew Weibo.

"I'm fine, but ......"

"I know, I want to keep it a secret." Wei Chunjie smiled, "I won't mention your crew." ”

Zhou An said: "Okay, you can send it." ”

Whether Wei Chunjie only sent a photo or said something, Zhou An didn't ask, and after sending the old man away, he put in a nervous shooting.

It just so happened that Guan Ce brought the agent he found for Shao Bing to visit the class today, and when he came to the set, the filming was not over yet.

This scene is the plot of Yan Qing played by Zhou An and Han Feixue played by Shao Bing when they were performing Kunqu Opera, when the invading army broke into the theater and wanted to forcibly take Han Feixue away for interrogation, Yan Qing stood up to protect her.

From the beginning of this scene, the two had a tacit understanding on stage to the later saber rattling, and the emotional span was very large.

Before filming started, the director personally told Zhou An about the scene for half an hour, and Chen Weiming sneered at him on the grounds of discussion.

Whether it was the director's encouragement or Chen Weiming's sarcasm, Zhou An listened quietly.

No one knows better than him how important this scene is to him.

The accompaniment sounded, Zhou An gently lifted the hem of his clothes, and stepped on the steps to the stage step by step.

Guan Ce watched from the side, and suddenly had a strange feeling - Qiao Yuan's steps were too heavy, as if he was walking not on the steps, but on a lifetime, a lifetime.

Even Shao Bing, who was already on the stage, felt a different aura when he saw Qiao Yuan walking over step by step.

But she soon came back to her senses and concentrated on preparing for the next performance.

Zhou An was too focused, so he didn't realize that the short few steps he took on stage had changed the atmosphere of the scene.

The director squinted on the side, for the role of Yan Qing, Kunqu Opera is his life, until the end of the story, he chose to die on the stage where he had sung all his life.

His obsession with Kunqu Opera coincides with Qiao Yuan's previous cautiousness, at least in the matter of "facing the audience on stage", Qiao Yuan, who performed for the first time, accurately captured that feeling.

Zhou An's play began with the sudden intrusion of the army, the beautiful music was interrupted by the noisy noise, Zhou An did not immediately stop performing Kunqu Opera, as if everything in the audience had nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until the audience had fled, and the officer kicked over the musician's chair, that he stopped and stood quietly on the stage with his hands down.

The director picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Give a close-up view and pay attention to your eyes." ”

Chen Weiming, who was on the side, heard that he was going to give Qiao Yuan, a little dragon, a close-up shot, his face changed, but he hadn't offended the director's courage and qualifications, so he had to shut up indignantly.

The camera pushed forward, and Zhou An's eyes were flat, and he looked directly at the arrogant officer.

At this time, Zhou An's heart is definitely not as calm as it seems, he has dreamed for ten years, hoping that one day he can stand in front of the camera and open his mouth to say even one line.

Today, his dream finally came true, and his heart was beating so fast that he was about to explode to death.

Although Zhou An was excited, he knew better what to do first.

He inhaled without a trace, and the lines that he had memorized were fluently spoken, and the previous tension suddenly disappeared.

Zhou An knows that this is just the beginning and will never end.