Chapter 45 (1/2)
Forty-five:
Lin Anlan and fan Ruiwen both performed well, but Cheng Yu's performance was even better than theirs.
The director thinks that he is in the play, so every time he plays with Gu Shuyu, he is full of emotion. Several times, he needs to remind Cheng Yu to suppress his feelings, otherwise Cheng Yu's eyes are really too infectious.
This situation is good and bad. The good thing is that the actors understand the characters better and the works they make are better.
But the bad thing is that it's easy to get involved in a play but hard to get involved in a play. If Cheng Yu can't get involved in a play at that time and falls in love with Lin Anlan, who plays Gu Shuyu, doesn't he bend people invisibly?
Director Zhang is a conscientious director. Besides filming, he also talked with Cheng Yu and told him that drama is drama, and people are people. People can enter the drama, but they can't take it seriously.
”I'll adjust the shooting time for you in two days. You can have a rest and leave the crew to relax.”
Don't face Lin Anlan every day. It's really like Jinghuan.
Cheng Yu obviously didn't feel director Zhang's hard work. He just said, ”I'm not going to play in two days. I'm going to record a variety show. Have you forgotten?”
”Yes,” director Zhang remembered, ”that's good. You go out to meet people to change your mood.”
”I'm in a good mood.”
”Then see more people.” Director Zhang said, ”do you have female stars in that variety show?”
”Yes.”
That's OK. Director Zhang thinks, meet more girls as soon as possible. It's better to fall in love or something. He worries about Cheng Yu every day. Won't he really get into the play? It's scary.
However, Zhang Daogang was relieved. He thought of something and asked, ”wait, is Lin Anlan going to record variety show with you?”
”Well.”
Director Zhang
Director Zhang is silent. How can it be separated!
Alas, director Zhang sighs silently and can only pray in his heart. Cheng Yu seems to have a lot of ideas and will not be easily influenced by the characters in the play. Even if he enters the play, he can play quickly. He is still a straight man!
Cheng Yu only thought that director Zhang was concerned about the physical and mental health of the actors, so he talked about it with him, so he didn't care.
Of course, in a sense, he is right to think so.
He is still making the play step by step, every day is very serious.
But with the deepening of Jing Huan's feelings for Gu Shuyu, Cheng Yu's mood also fluctuated unconsciously.
His own feelings for Lin Anlan are already very deep, plus Jing Huan's feelings for Gu Shuyu, the combination of the two often makes Cheng Yu feel Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies and Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies.
It seems that I can't distinguish myself from Jing Huan, who is the person in the play.
He looks at Lin Anlan. Gu Shuyu sleeps. Jing Huan sits next to him, reading while secretly looking at the people on the bed.
Gu Shuyu stood on his side, his face ruddy, facing Jinghuan.
Jing Huan looks at it quietly. Unconsciously, he is stunned.
He stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch Gu Shuyu's cheek. However, when he was about to touch it, he hastily closed his hand and silently curled up his fingers, staring at him.
His position in Jinghuan's heart is too special. Jinghuan doesn't know how to define him. He just feels that he is like the embodiment of all good things, like a god stranded in the world.
But God is too dignified and has a sense of distance, so Jing Huan is more willing to let him become an angel in his heart.
He didn't dare touch him, he didn't dare defile him.
But he couldn't stop thinking about him and hugging him.
Jing Huan stood up and went to the window. The heating in the room was too hot. His chest was stuffy. He opened the window and let himself feel the cold wind outside the window, which made him feel a little better.
The lights are bright outside the window. In the dead of night, the world is sleeping.
He looked back at Gu Shuyu. His angel was asleep.
He sleeps in this world, in his heart.
The director called the card and praised it, ”good, Xiao Cheng, your eyes are really getting better and better.”
Cheng Yu smiles, feeling heavy in his heart.
Lin Anlan sat up from the bed. He was still wearing Gu Shuyu's pajamas. He was pure white. His neck and wrists were white and slender. He looked spotless.
Cheng Yu felt that he was more like an angel than Gu Shuyu.
It's just that he's more mean than Jing Huan.
He went to Lin Anlan and bent down. Lin Anlan looked up at him and asked, ”what's the matter?”
Cheng Yu wants to hold him, but now there are too many people, so he just looks at him with a smile and whispers, ”go change your clothes. Today's shooting is over.”
Lin Anlan answered with a smile, got out of bed and walked towards Yang Wang who was waiting.
Wang Cheng hurriedly goes to Cheng Yu and hands him water while telling him the information he just received.
Cheng Yu listens and goes out with him.
They got into the nanny's car, and the driver started the car. As a result, Cheng Yu called to stop as soon as he started.
The driver looked back at him, ”what's the matter, brother Cheng?”
Cheng Yu looked at Lin Anlan's nanny car next to his nanny car and said to him, ”go and have a cigarette. I told you to come back.”
”Good.” The driver didn't ask much and got off the bus.
Wang Cheng looks at Cheng Yu suspiciously. Cheng Yu doesn't say anything. He just says, ”you'll go down and help me guard for a while. Don't let other people get close to you.”
”For a while?”
”Well.” Cheng Yu leaned back in his chair and looked out of the window.
The night is very thick, as if it were overturned in ink, but it is this kind of night that can cover everyone's mind.
Cheng Yu looks not far away, waiting for the starlight under his dark night.
Lin Anlan didn't change clothes directly. Instead, she put a windbreaker over her pajamas to keep out the cold.
This is the shooting place, not the clothing room. It's not convenient for him to change clothes. So he usually changes clothes together when he goes back to take off his make-up in the nanny car.
The wind was cold at night. Lin Anlan wrapped his clothes tightly. Yang Wang walked beside him and said to him, ”brother Lin, you just played very well. Brother Cheng also played very well. You are really good.”