I took a shower, lay comfortably on the bed, opened the script and read through it first.

tells the story of the love tragedy in an old family in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River during the Republic of China. One of the heroes and heroines is a young lady in an old family full of rotten thoughts, and the other is a love liar, who is separated from each other, separated from each other, and finally falls in love and kills each other.

This film is called "Fengyue", and the name sounds rippling, but the content inside is really not like that. Perverted brothers-in-law, hooking up with married women, blackmail, and even sister-brother love with heavy tastes, anyway, it has nothing to do with the wind and snow.

The next morning, before seven o'clock, someone came and banged on the door.

I read the script a little late last night, and now it's just a bright day, so I can't do it in a daze, and I open the door with hazy eyes. There was a drama manager standing outside, and when he saw that he woke up, his mouth sprayed at him like a machine gun: "Hurry up and go down to eat, leave on time at half past seven, and arrive at the filming location at eight o'clock." After saying that, he ran to the next door and filmed.

Di Yun returned to the room, sat on the bed for a while to wake up, and then brought a basin of cold water, stuffed in it, and his mind suddenly cleared.

The downstairs is very lively, there are always seventy or eighty people at a glance, and there are people coming out of the room one after another, looking at this situation is estimated to be hundreds. There are not enough tables in the lobby to sit, and the hotel has a few in the courtyard in the middle.

Di Yun walked towards the director's table without eyes, found a table and sat down casually, reached out and pinched a fried bun from the plate and put it in his mouth, basically he could swallow it without chewing, and it didn't take much effort, and the plate of buns was gone.

"Little two... Ahem, waiter, two more plates of buns and two fritters. After speaking, the kid who was a little scared and stupid and looked at him eating on the other side asked, "Hey, do you eat fritters?" ”

The children shook their heads in amazement.

He had read the script last night, and knew that there were several main characters when they were children, and he was not surprised that there were children here, but he was a little curious.

Taking advantage of the fact that the bun fritters had not yet come, he asked, "Which of you played the Dragon Boat Festival when you were a child?" ”

There were three children, two boys and one girl, the oldest boy was no more than ten years old, and the youngest was only five or six years old.

The eldest boy raised his hand and said, "I play the Dragon Boat Festival." After finishing speaking, he pointed to the other two children and said, "She plays Ruyi, and he plays Zhongliang." ”

"Ah, what a coincidence, I also play the Dragon Boat Festival." The surprise on Di Yun's face was exaggerated, and he stretched out his hand to the little boy.

The boy looked at his hand that had just pinched the bun and the oil had not been wiped off, and he hesitated a little, but after all, he was embarrassed to refuse, and reached out to shake him gently.

Di Yun sat on a long bench by himself, lifted one leg up and bent in a comfortable position and asked, "Hey, did you come by yourself, or did you accompany your parents?" ”

The other two children looked at him timidly, and it was the eldest child who replied, "Mom and Dad sent us here and went back, but they will come to see us once every two days." ”

When the bun came up, Di Yun stopped talking, and first pinched one and put it in his mouth.

may have been frightened by what he had just eaten, worried that he would eat it again if he didn't eat two plates of steamed buns, but this time the children were not polite, and stretched out their chopsticks to hold one and stuffed it into their mouths.

Di Yun's mouth was occupied by buns, and he spoke with a whimper: "Hey, slow down, slow down, you guys are not afraid of choking when you eat so fast." But he was faster than anyone else, and he picked up another one as the child was blowing and biting into small bites.

It's not really cheap enough to grab food with the children, and the rest of the plate of buns is left for the children, and they solve two fritters by themselves.

It's probably a problem left over from his previous life, and he likes the children a lot, but the way he likes it doesn't make the children like it very much. When he saw the children, he wanted to tease, and if these children were younger, he would probably come to scare words such as "come, uncle will light a cannon for you" and "pull out the cow".

After eating breakfast, more than 100 people went to the shooting site in a majestic manner.

This is a large courtyard, which is said to be the private residence of a salt merchant during the Qianlong period, and is now public, and the crew rented it as Pang Mansion.

As for how many courtyards are in and out, Di Yun didn't figure it out, anyway, it was big enough. Pavilions... No, but there are gardens, ponds, rockeries, and the like, and the long corridors make people dizzy. Oh, there is also a small shed dedicated to the owner for **, the end of the corridor, covered with black gauze, at a glance there is an ambiguous atmosphere.

Today's main filming is the scene of the child, and he has nothing to do, so he doesn't have to go into the dressing room, and he wanders around the big yard alone with his hands in his pockets.

I didn't know where I was when I walked, and I felt like I couldn't go back.

I took out a cigarette and lit it when I heard a loud shout behind me, almost scaring the soul away.

Looking back, it was an old man with an armband.

"What's wrong?" Di Yun asked, taking the cigarette off his mouth.

"This is an old courtyard, it is a national relic, be careful when you smoke, extinguish it after smoking, be careful of catching fire."

It seems that this courtyard is within the scope of national cultural relics protection, and there are special people accompanying them during the filming process to prevent the destruction of the things in the courtyard.

The old man was one of them, and he jumped at that throat, but the tone of his voice was not very impulsive.

Di Yun humbly accepted it, and quickly stepped on the cigarette in his hand still on the ground. If this is really accidentally caught on fire, it is estimated that he will not be able to afford to pay for selling his more than 100 catties of meat.

The old man glanced at him and walked over to him.

Di Yun hurriedly gave way. It doesn't matter what kind of bureau the family is, and whether the level is high or low, anyway, it is the public family, and we ordinary people can't afford to mess with it.

Unexpectedly, the old man walked up to him and stopped, bent down to pick up the cigarette on the ground, stuffed it into his pocket, and Shi Shiran left.

At this moment, Di Yun felt a little embarrassed. Although the old man didn't say anything more, Di Yun just felt that he was despised.

I didn't want to visit the garden, so I followed the noisy sound and returned to the place where I was shooting.

Today is all about three children. First of all, the scene of the eldest lady of the Pang family living in the smell of smoke, and then the naughty Miss Pang wantonly rushed into the house to make chickens and dogs jump, and finally rushed into the ancestral hall, was scolded by the clan elders, and was carried back by Yu Zhongliang, who had just entered the Pang Mansion.

Di Yun had nothing to do, and he was bored, so he helped the drama staff move things, and then squatted aside and waited for a few young actors to perform.

As soon as the little girl who played Ruyi came out of the dressing room, Di Yun bared her teeth and took a breath. The child was wearing only a small shirt that resembled a belly pocket, with a large patch of skin on his back, and barefoot.

Although the winter in the south is not as cold as in the north, people want to dress in round, but after all, it is also winter, and the temperature of thirteen or fourteen degrees is dressed like that, and it is cold to look at.

Di Yun estimated that if this was his daughter, no matter how much money he gave, he would never be forced to act.

Fortunately, the crew is quite conscientious, after the little girl came out and showed up her image, someone put a dress on her and put on a pair of shoes and waited on the side, until the director shouted to start, took off her coat, kicked off her shoes, and ran in the yard barefoot, followed by a few shouting servants.

In comparison, the little actor who plays Yu Zhongliang is much happier, wearing a small Tang costume and a little bit of style. But the little one looked nervous, pursed his lips, and squeezed his hands tightly.

"Don't be nervous, the director will say action later, which means the beginning, the young lady starts running, and then you just run out from behind the pillar and hug her." Leslie Cheung patiently comforted the little actor beside him.

Di Yun was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this man to be careful but delicate.

It is also difficult and easy to shoot a scene for a young actor.

The difficulty is that there is no foundation, no acting skills, and the comprehension is not as strong as that of adults, and one action and one expression can often be done many times. You can't just scold when you're angry like you do to an adult actor, and if you scold, the tears will fall down, and you have to take time to coax you to be happy and then reshoot.

It's easy to say, just take this play as an example, there are not many scenes of a few young actors, you only need to show a few hours of charm according to the character of the protagonist, the requirements are not high, and it is easy to be relaxed.

However, these two directors are the kind of people who don't hit the south wall and don't look back, stubbornly insisting on their rigor, and they must be satisfied with every shot before they stop.

As a result, I didn't finish the short shot of Ruyi's childhood in the morning, either her expression was not in place, or she ran slowly and fast, and the little girl was about to cry in the end. Naturally, Xiao Zhongliang, who had been preparing for the morning below, was also nervous.

Lunch is the standard of the crew - a boxed lunch.

Di Yun felt that the taste of the food was too light, and he didn't want to move his chopsticks after eating two bites, so he made two boxes of rice to solve the problem.

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw Leslie Cheung talking to the little girl with red and swollen eyes in a whisper, and it didn't take long for the little girl to put away her tears, but her little face was still a little dazed.

Di Yun couldn't help but look at it twice, most of the people who can take children seriously are kind-hearted, even if they are bad, they can't be bad there, and their senses for this person are rising.

The little girl looked over. Di Yun's mouth opened wide and made a gesture of stuffing the bun, and the little girl burst out laughing. The light rain turned clear, and the little face became bright again.

Leslie Cheung turned his head and saw that it was him, smiled and nodded as a greeting.

At this time, Leslie Cheung still looked very young, shaved his beard, no different from a twenty-year-old young man, and was born to make a guy like Di Yun who doesn't pretend to be like an old man envious, jealous and hateful.

"What happened to this man...? It looks like jumping off a building. Di Yun thought of this, and then looked at Leslie Cheung, who was sitting and talking with the two children, shook his head regretfully, and muttered in his heart: "You say that such a cheerful and optimistic person who laughs at everyone ended up suffering from depression?" ”

"Would you like to go up and give me a reminder?" When I think about it, I feel. Hi! If you are sick, go to the hospital immediately. This cliff is a curse, right?

Shaking his head, he leaned against the pillar by the hallway, closed his eyes and squinted for a moment, making up for the sleep he had lost last night.

In the afternoon, the little girl's feet hurt and she wanted to wear shoes. The crew has no choice, and they can't reason with children, so they can only think of other ways. The director, screenwriter and others met each other, and soon there was a result, which was to divide one person into two parts to shoot. Let the little girl run barefoot for the last time, only patting her bare feet, jumping and running on the ground. The next shot is only the upper body, and the feet are taken out as a separate element, which becomes a close-up shot, which is interspersed with the process of running.

It took until five o'clock in the afternoon to shoot the little girl's footage.

The director looked at the sky, waved his big hand and said: "End, hurry up and eat, and shoot night scenes at night." ”