April 29th, evening.

Di Yun watched TV "Yongzheng Dynasty" at home alone.

In his last life, he liked to watch this TV series, and his favorite in historical dramas is "Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty", "Yongzheng Dynasty" and "The Dust Settles", but unfortunately he has never watched them all, and it is estimated that he will not have the opportunity to watch them all in this life.

In Qing Dynasty dramas, "Kangxi Empire" is too halo-like compared to the protagonist, and it can't be called the best. Later, the palace fights in "The Legend of Zhen Huan" or something are all clever at the technical level, suitable for young people to watch, and the scheming in "Yongzheng Dynasty" is great wisdom, just like playing chess, step by step is interlocking, and you can't even see the sword and sword shadow between you and me.

However, this drama needs people with careful thinking, rich experience, and mature personalities to watch it before they can understand it. It just so happens that his current mood is not bad, and he seems to be just right, and he likes this rhythm of raising his hands to turn the sky and touching his hands to moisturize things.

But now it's not just about watching the plot, the identity is different, the angle of seeing things is not very different, and now when you watch the fun, you will also observe the performance skills of the characters in it.

Throw away the glitz and glamour, and then watch the performances of these powerful factions, which is of great benefit.

He even grabs a can of beer from the fridge during advertising time and sipps it on the couch.

With a click, the door opened, Lao Xu walked in from the outside, took off his high heels, and the delicate body outlined by the dress when he was half-squatting suddenly attracted his attention, no matter how well Lao Tang acted, he was not as attractive to his daughter-in-law as he was.

He walked over and took off a string of pearls from his neck, glanced at the beer in his hand and said, "Why are you still drinking alone, what's the joy?" ”

This string of pearls was given by Di Yun on her birthday some time ago, it is not very valuable, it is only a few thousand yuan, but the meaning of the representation makes her cherish it very much, and she only put it on the opportunity to participate in "A Sigh" today, and she carefully took it off and put it in the box to put it away.

Di Yun was supposed to go today, but she was stalked by Jiang Xiaomei and dragged away, and she was used as a prop in front of her newly recruited little girls and boys. So I didn't make it to the boot.

"It's nothing, I'm in a relaxed mood, and I drink it if I want to." Di Yun said.

Lao Xu took a sip of beer and let out a long breath. He took out two pages from his bag and handed it to him and said, "This is your schedule for the next week, you can see." ”

Di Yun glanced twice: "Tomorrow?" ”

"Well, I'll have tomorrow too." Lao Xu said, took out a few more pages and handed them to him, "This is the script, hurry up and take a look at the front at night." ”

The script of "A Sigh" is adapted from Wang Shuo's "Wolf Bèi Unbearable", so the name of this guy is written on the script screenwriter column. To be honest, Di Yun didn't have a good impression of this guy. Not only because of the impolite behavior of leaving halfway through Jiang Wen's house one day, but also because Lao Xu told him that this guy chased his daughter-in-law back then.

Man, you can't ask him to behave like a saint in everything, at least you have to allow him to bring some affection in the affairs of your daughter-in-law.

Di Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "This guy is also there?" ”

"Which guy?"

"Whoa!"

"You said it's him, he's the screenwriter, he must be with the group, and he can modify the plot at any time or something."

Di Yun smacked his mouth twice, but didn't say anything.

Lao Xu looked at him twice and suddenly laughed, put his hands on his face and said, "What's the matter, you're jealous?" ”

"Nope." Di Yun was a little unnatural, but fortunately, his face was held by Lao Xu and he couldn't see the subtle changes in his expression.

But who is Lao Xu? It's a woman who has been in the same bed with him for more than two years, his preferences, his little habits, and even a few moles on his body are clear, even if you don't look at his expression, you can hear the unpleasantness and sour taste from the tone of his voice, and the smile is getting brighter and brighter.

If your own man is not jealous because he is in contact with other men, then he should be worried, so Lao Xu is very happy.

"Laugh at it." Someone is a little embarrassed.

Lao Xu pushed him back on the sofa, kicked off his slippers, and curled up in a comfortable position. The head rests on his lap.

"Now you understand how I feel when I see you in the newspaper holding another woman, right?"

"I don't understand."

"Cut!" Lao Xu gave him a roll of his eyes, stopped paying attention to him, and began to read the script.

Di Yun blinked for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly. He admitted that the flying vinegar just now was indeed a little inexplicable. No matter what kind of mind that guy has, at least Lao Xu must not have any thoughts about that person, and nothing will happen between the two, and the small piece of bloody cloth that she treasures is the best proof. Besides, he is tall and handsome...... Well, a bit of a boastful suspicion indeed. But it's definitely okay to blow up that guy for a few streets, so there's no need to worry too much about a loser.

I shook my head and threw these messy thoughts out of my head, and began to read the script.

………

The next day, the two came to the crew together, Lao Xu was directly pulled by Xu Fan to change clothes together, Di Yun and a group of gentlemen were greeting, including Wang Shuo.

This time this guy didn't have a nose that wasn't a nose and eyes weren't eyes like the last time I saw it, but the table made Di Yun even more unhappy, because this guy came up directly and said a word.

"Xiaojing is a good girl, I hope you treat her well."

Di Yun was like swallowing a fly. Nima's, as a loser, shouldn't you hide in the corner **** wound and watch other people's happiness sad? What's the point of coming out and bouncing around from time to time? And my daughter-in-law, will I be good to her and use you as a birdman?

I was too lazy to take care of it, so I turned around and hugged Fu Biao on the side: "Brother Biao, long time no see." ”

Fu Biao played the role of Wu Yousi, the second husband of Princess Taiping, in "Daming Palace Ci", and the two are quite familiar.

"Haha... It's been a long time. Fu Biao patted him on the back, glanced at Wang Shuo, who was not very good-looking, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"Ha, nothing."

Feng Xiaogang was wearing a peaked cap, and he put on short sleeves earlier than the young man, and shouted: "Xiaoyun, hurry up and apply makeup, your makeup is time-consuming." ”

"Let's have a few drinks when we're done." Di Yun said to Fu Biao.

"No problem, you're on call when you have time." Fu Biao said with a smile.

Di Yun's makeup did take time, and he had to turn him into a middle-aged man in his thirties and almost forty years old, and the two wrinkles on his forehead had to be carefully traced before they could be made. An hour later, he came out of the dressing room with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and became a middle-aged man, inside and out.

There is no more attractive time for men than in their thirties, when they are close to forty years old. Mature, steady, like a pool of deep bottomless water, it is the most attractive to young girls.

Lao Xu plays his lover in the play. Young and beautiful, people are already young and beautiful, and this point is even more prominent after makeup. His hair was combed into two braids and hung down on both sides of his shoulders, and he wore a pair of sunglasses.

After she saw Di Yun's outfit. Her heart beat inexplicably twice, in fact, she had fantasized about what her boyfriend or husband would be like when she was a girl, and she had never had this kind of girlhood fantasy since dating Di Yun, but now she suddenly found that fantasy coincided with reality.

Di Yun was also amazed by Lao Xu's outfit, and looked at her as if he had seen her for the first time.

The two showed their affection as if no one was around, some were sad, some shut up, and some smiled. Feng Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction.

The two are lovers in the play, so they need this kind of ambiguous eyes, and they were worried that the two of them were too familiar to do this state. Now relieved.

"Alright, let's get ready." Feng Xiaogang shouted.

Liang Yaya was written in Liu Dawei's hotel, afraid that he would be suffocated by himself, so he sent a beautiful woman to serve her daily life, chatted and relieved her boredom by the way, plus a draft.

Most actors can change their temperament at will, both good and bad can play, but there are a few actors whose own temperament is too special and difficult to change. For example, Ge You, even if he has a strict expression, he can make people laugh. Another example is Comrade Fu Biao, even if he plays a good guy, he looks like a bad guy.

So let him play Liu Dawei, who is unprofitable and can't afford to be early, is a perfect match. Lao Xu is the little beauty Li Xiaodan, and the first scene starts with the two of them.

Outside the hotel. The two talked as they walked with their luggage.

Fu Biao said: "He is more picky, he doesn't eat beef and mutton, and the lighter the food, the more appetite he has." ”

Lao Xu stared at Fu Biao as he walked: "Is he used to writing in the morning or in the afternoon?" ”

"Click!"

The two stopped, and Feng Xiaogang said, "Xiao Xu, you are too tight and not lively enough." Again. ”

Again, Lao Xu didn't stare at Fu Biao this time, but tilted his head slightly, and his two braids moved one by one, which was much more lively.

"Click! Inadequate. ”

"Click! Still not enough! ”

After clicking five or six times in a row, Lao Feng asked everyone to stop for a while, asking her to think about it and then adjust.

"Xiaoyun, tell Xiao Xu how to act." Feng Xiaogang was very irresponsible in handing over this task to him.

On the first day of filming, there was a stick on the head, Lao Xu looked depressed, and looked at Di Yun without speaking.

"Well, actually, I think you've acted very well, and I don't know what to do."

Lao Xu still didn't speak, looking at him, as if it was his fault that she didn't play well.

"Okay, I'll think about it." Di Yun scratched his head and imagined how he would play if he was a woman now, playing Li Xiaodan. After a while, he said, "Don't look at Fu Biao when you talk later, but look left and right while talking, um... I just haven't seen the kind of novelty in the big hotel, throwing braids, but don't be too deliberate. ”

Lao Xu is not a papaya brain, after Di Yun said her thoughts, she quickly understood the feeling he wanted to express, and nodded.

Di Yun saw that the two braids on the back of her head were swinging interestingly with the nod, and reached out and tugged at it.

"What?"

"Don't do it." Di Yun grinned.

"Hey, don't laugh like that, the temperament of a smile is gone." Lao Xu said disgustedly.

"How do you laugh then?"

Lao Xu gently brushed his cheeks with his braid and said, "Hmm...... A little more mature. ”

"Mature?" Di Yun didn't smile, but frowned slightly, contemplating, "Is it so mature?" ”

"You're still grinning like you did just now, it's too much to hook the little girls."

"Hah......" Di Yun grinned obediently.

"Xiao Xu, are you okay?" Feng Xiao just started to call people.

"That's it!" Lao Xu responded.

Start again.

Lao Xu and Fu Biao walked towards the hotel with their luggage, and Lao Xu asked, "Does he like to write in the morning or in the afternoon or evening?" At the same time, she looked left and right like a country girl entering the city, and her two braids swayed gently behind her as she turned her head, showing her youth and vitality.

"He doesn't have such a strict writing time like other writers, he can write more than 10,000 words a day without eating or drinking when he writes smoothly, and when he doesn't go well, he is prone to getting a moth, and anyone can hook up with a phone call. That's why I couldn't let him write in the capital, so I found someone for him to write in an unfamiliar place. ”

Lao Xu caught up with Fu Biao and continued to ask: "Then is there anything wrong with him, do you need to prepare some medicine for him?" ”

"He's just a little insomnia, he's been writing here for two months, and he doesn't even have anyone to talk to, so it's inevitable, there's no big problem."

"Oh, that's good." Lao Xu suddenly stopped.

The script said that she walked all the way to the room, and didn't say stop, Fu Biao saw her stop, was slightly stunned, and also stopped, didn't hear the director shouting, and looked at the beautiful scenery of the small garden in the middle of the circular hotel with her.

"It's like Hawaii." Said after looking around.

She deviated, and Fu Biao could only follow hard: "Have you been to Hawaii?" ”

"Nope." Lao Xu shook his head, "I just feel like it." ”

Fu Biao pointed to the swimming pool and said, "You look at the swimming pool around the house, and Europe is like this." ”

"Maybe it's better."

"You've been to Europe?"

"No, that's what I think." Lao Xu replied very irresponsibly.

Although the two of them took off their lines, the effect came out, and they naturally walked to the door of the house while talking, which was much better than saying their lines dryly.

Lao Xu glanced at the magnificence inside and said, "You can really give up your capital, how much does this house cost?" ”

Fu Biao looked very proud: "I don't want to do anything to spend money, I haven't spent a penny here, I live in vain!" I advertised the house of their hotel on our TV, so the second floor is for nothing, and the first floor is not for nothing, so you don't touch the things on the first floor. ”

"Stop, hold." Feng Xiaogang shouted, "Is Di Yun ready over there?" ”

"Alright." Di Yun in the room answered.

"Okay, go ahead."

When he went up to the second floor, Fu Biao shouted: "Teacher Liang, Teacher Liang? ”

Di Yun responded: "Hey, here!" ”

Fu Biao followed the voice to push open a door, and said as he walked inside, "It's not naked, right?" It's time for a newcomer. Then he stopped at the door of the bathroom, looked inside and said, "Why did you change the bathroom?" ”

The camera focuses on Di Yun inside, who is shirtless wearing only big pants, a towel on his shoulder, smoking a cigarette, and crackling on the keyboard.

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