Chapter 387: The Wind and Moon Between the Eyebrows (Part I)

"Alas......"

When the sigh sounded on the opposite side again, Lin Jiaxin finally put down the book, with a little complaint, and said, "You have sighed eight hundred times." ”

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I didn't find out. ”

Chu Qing held the celadon pot and poured two cups, he didn't understand it before, but he had seen a lot of it, and his technique was quite skilled.

Lin Jiaxin picked it up, Xiaoxiao, lightly closed the case, and asked: "Others are very happy to shoot Wang Jiawei's scenes, why are you like this?" ”

"If you NG thirty during the day and you don't shoot anything, you promise to be the same as me." He worried.

"No, I was scolded by Luo Zhiliang for two hours, and I was still happy when I got home."

She blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "I look at you, you just have been hit, you can't be proud, right?" ”

"When will I be proud ......"

He was about to refute, but suddenly deflated again, and said, "Okay, I admit it, I was hit." ”

"What did the director say?"

"He said, 'Let me not bring anything in.'"

"Oh?"

Lin Jiaxin's right arm propped up the table, his hand on his cheek, thought for a while, and said, "He didn't like your previous performances?" ”

"It should be, in fact, I understand the reason, but the habit will not be changed for a while."

Chu Qing made a cup of tea and said, "Just like this cup, even if it is empty, it can leave some heat." ”

"And what do you do?"

"Take your time!"

He felt very congested, raised his wrist to look at his watch again, and said, "It's not early, I have to go back to sleep, go first." ”

"Well, I'll sit down a little longer, be careful on the road." Lin Jiaxin waved her hand.

Chu Qing walked to the door, and was just about to pull it away, when he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, I'll go with Brother Xueyou to see Sister Mei tomorrow, do you want to go?" ”

"Okay. Then you will call me. ”

"Well, wait for my call."

She watched the man go out, picked up the book again, lowered her head and continued to read it.

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The next day, Chu Qing rushed to the set, but Wang Jiawei still hadn't prepared the script.

It's still the feeling of the little tailor and Miss Hua when they first met, but this time even Gong Li was sad, and she was frequently stuck, and the crew tossed for a long time, which was worse than the previous time.

The two of them combined. It was more than fifty NG, and it collapsed properly.

After finishing work in the evening, Chu Qing called Lin Jiaxin as promised and followed Xueyou's brother to visit the hospital. At this time, Ah Mei was already terminally ill of cancer, her hair was almost gone, she had to wear a woolen hat, her body was emaciated, and her eye sockets were deep. Lying on a hospital bed is like a skeleton hanging from nutritious water.

Regardless of dissuasion a while ago, she held eight farewell concerts, and her super work made her body worse. So much so that since December, he has been hospitalized.

When they get to the ward. Probably the doctor gave her sedatives and painkillers, and Amei slept most of the time. Chu Qing tried to talk to her, but she would occasionally wake up for a moment and fall asleep again in the blink of an eye.

Several people saw this. I didn't stay long, but I was depressed when I came out, as if I was watching the flowers and branches wither.

Day 3. Wang Jiawei is still the same, the filming progress of "Eros" has always stopped in place, but Chu Qing has slowly found some way.

Lao Wang seems to dislike actors to act, especially the kind of guy who is recognized as having good acting skills, because he will have his own fixed consciousness, which is difficult to break.

He likes to turn the actors into a blank sheet of paper, and as soon as he brings in a little bit of something, he breaks them up and breaks them up, and keeps NG, NG, NG.

Then, he will transform you with his own ideas, and all you need to do is put in the character and leave the rest to the director.

If you don't trust, or resist, or are incomprehensible, then OK, start grinding. Anyway, he is the god of procrastination, and he can easily loosen you.

First of all, when filming Lao Wang's play, the most important thing is to put it in the right position, and there must be a singleton mentality of "whatever you love".

For an actor like Chu Qing, he has to grind even more, one is to grind his temperament, and the other is to grind his skin and flesh. When the temperament is combined, the skin is open and the flesh is blooming, and the core inside will naturally be exposed.

This is what Wang Jiawei wants, something that can make people reverberate.

It wasn't until the fifth day that Lao Wang finally brought the script: a thin page, and the plot and lines of the two were all on it.

Chu Qing took a look, compared with the original book, except for the retention of the masturbation scene, all the rest were overturned. He doesn't care, but Gong Li is crazy, she just knew that there was such an erotic scene, so she wanted to fight for it.

But when I turned my head, I saw Wang Jiawei's Yao Ming face, as if to say: Please, I'm Lao Wang, you believe me, look at my sunglasses.

Well, Gong Li had to swallow it back in her stomach, but asked again: "Is he really all off?" ”

"Of course."

"No tape?"

"No."

"So, should I touch his key parts?"

"Whatever you like!"

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I rub! At this time, Chu Qing was also depressed.

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The little tailor was the old tailor's apprentice, and one day he gave the lady Hua the finished clothes, and the servant told him to wait.

He sat down at the great round table, and listened to the sound of wheezing from the bedroom, and by the sound of the little tailor's lust was aroused.

To put it simply, Ya has an erection.

Morning, on set.

The crew is busy, and in the corner, the hero and heroine are talking to each other.

In fact, his line skills can only be regarded as good compared with other aspects, but Gong Li's control is very, very good, and the range of emotions contained in it is simply amazing to him.

The two of them were right for a while, and they felt that there was no problem, and they couldn't help but relax, after all, after four days of hard work, they were finally able to shoot seriously.

Although the waiting scenes are more embarrassing, they are all professional actors, and they are not so twisted and twisted, and even affect the reality of the situation.

However, Gong Li chatted and chatted, as if she thought of something, she suddenly looked up and asked, "Hey, have you taken a bath?" ”

Chu Qing was stunned, then reacted, couldn't help sweating, and said, "I washed it, I washed it in the morning." ”

After a pause, he also said, "Well, you remember to wash your hands later." ”

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Emperor Gong rolled his eyes and didn't say much, this topic is indeed inappropriate for children.

After a while, the preparations were made and they were called. Today's scene was fine-tuned, and she was not sitting on the sofa, but on the big bed.

Chu Qing was wearing an old-fashioned white shirt, combing meticulous and greasy hair, and looked like a virgin in the Republic of China.

He tries to maintain a primitive state, no experience, no skills, like just stepping into the actor's business, completely sinking his body and mind into the character, and then asking the character to speak, move, and feel by himself.

And as Christopher Doyle's machine lit up, Wang Jiawei looked at his flickering eyes, and immediately knew that it was almost.

"Guys in place!"

β€œACTION!”

I saw that in the bedroom, the layout was elegant, the tone was dark, but it was alienated and indifferent, there was no sense of home, but like a gorgeous stage, and the men who came and went were just passing by.

Gong Li propped up the bed with her left arm, her robe was half-faded, revealing her snow-white shoulders and chest, her chin curled up in a beautiful arc, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Chu Qing held a delicate paper bag in both hands, his eyes were lowered, his back was slightly bowed, and he responded calmly: "It's okay." ”

"Stand and put your hands down!" She said.

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He looked up and looked up, his shoulders straight, then he lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before he removed the handle of the brush like a child caught making a mistake.

As soon as the hand was withdrawn, it revealed a deliberately made, bulging trouser door.

"What's wrong with you?" She glanced up and down.

"I didn't think much." He was already lacking in momentum.

Then, Gong Li said in a strange commanding tone: "Take off your pants!" ”

These five words, she said firmly and indifferently, compared with her lewd * sexual content, a strong sense of contrast instantly appeared, just full of sexual * provocative * teasing taste.

After she finished speaking, seeing that the other party did not move, she shouted again: "Do you want to call your master now?" Take it off! ”

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Chu Qing's eyes kept staring at the oblique front, the focus seemed to be absent, his face was expressionless, but his mouth and jaw were secretly forced, so that his cheeks arched up with tendons.

In a moment, he put down the paper bag with his right hand, reached to his waist with his left hand, unfastened his belt, pulled off the zipper, and with a slight flick, his pants slipped off a few inches. Because he was dragging with his hand, he did not hit the ground, but only got stuck in the middle of his thigh.

Gong Li, on the other hand, glanced at his white briefs* and continued: "Take that off too!" ”

When Chu Qing heard this, he immediately bent down and pulled down hard, his underwear and outer pants faded straight to the bottom, and his upturned buttocks were reflected in the mirror behind him, which was really empty.

Thankfully, his shirt was long, and his hand was stretched out enough to cover the front part.

Gong Li suddenly twisted her neck, bent it into a very strange angle, and her tone became soft, "Give me your hand." ”

Chu Qing just stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched, and before he could make the next move, he heard Wang Jiawei shout:

"Click!"

He looked particularly sorry and anxious, and said, "It's still a little close!" ”

(Happy birthday Sister Piao Piao...... (To be continued......)