Chapter 201 Too Deep into the Play

Chapter 201 The play is too deep

Attention from all departments! Attention, all departments! The first act of Exotic Love, action!" The board worker held a board marked with a curtain in front of the camera. After saying the last word, he knocked down the board heavily, and then quickly took it away.

A beautiful and youthful figure appeared in front of the camera. The girl came slowly from the arch bridge in the distance. A staff member grabbed a big fan in his hand and blew it in the direction the girl came. The high-power fan blew to the corner of the girl's skirt, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on the girl's flying skirt, as if it was plated. A layer of golden light.

The girl's long black hair drifted back with the wind, and there was a trace of loneliness on her beautiful face. She frowned slightly, as if she was full of thoughts. The sunset in artistic conception, the old arch bridge and the beautiful girl together constitute a beautiful painting.

The girl stood still in the middle of the bridge, lay on the bridge railing, and looked down at the water flowing slowly under the bridge. Although she could only see her side, the breath emanating from her body could be felt that it was a girl full of scars.

This scene stunned almost all the staff present. Everyone seemed to follow the girl into her world. The man's eyes were stunned, and the woman's eyes were wet. Director Xu Gang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene. In his so many TV series and movie careers, This was the first actor to bring him into the world of the play, and the microphone he held in his hand fell silently.

At this moment, at the head of the bridge where the girl came up just now, a man ran over from afar. The man ran to a place not far from the bridge and suddenly stopped. He gasped for breath, but his eyes stared at the girl on the bridgehead. He swallowed a dry mouthful of water, and then again Start your feet and run towards the bridge.

"Tingting! Tingting!" When the man ran up the bridge, he began to shout the name of the girl in the middle of the bridge.

The girl in meditation was woken up by this shout. After waking up, she turned her head and looked in the direction of the man.

At this time, the photographer had already quietly rushed to the center of the bridge, and the camera had quietly turned to the girl's face. The beautiful face reflected in the camera had a slight change at the moment of seeing the arrival of the man. It could be seen from the camera that in just a few seconds, the girl's face The expression flashed with a trace of surprise, then a trace of resentment, and then disappointment.

The girl took a look at the man who was gasping for breath, and soon turned around expressionlessly, as if she had never known the man at all.

"Tingting!" The man walked around to the girl and said to her with affection in his eyes.

"Please get out of the way!" The girl's tone was as cold as the snow in winter.

The man grabbed the girl's hand and said with a guilty face, "Tingting, listen to me explain to you. It's not what you see, I..."

The girl shook the man's hand away, and her face was still cold. She looked at the man without emotion and said, "Wang Dong, we're done. Please don't bother me!"

After saying that, the girl turned around and was about to walk away. The man circled in front of the girl again, stretched out his hands and stopped the girl, "Tingting! It's really not like you, really! You have to believe me! Please believe me!" The man spoke with incomparable sincerity, with a trace of grievance and pleading on his face.

The girl raised her head and stared at the man. At this time, it took more than ten seconds. As time passed, the girl's face finally slowly changed. The muscles on her face began to tremble slightly, her nose moved slightly, and the corners of her eyes slowly moistened. Soon, two lines were hot. Tears flowed down her cheeks.

When the man saw the girl twitching and crying, he was extremely distressed for a moment. He slowly walked to the girl, opened his hands and hugged the girl. In this way, a man and a woman hugged each other in the middle of the old bridge, and another touching picture was displayed in front of everyone.

At this time, the deputy director Wang Long first reacted and muttered, "No! It's not written like this in the script.

Just as Wang Long was about to issue an order to stop shooting, he grabbed his shoulder with one hand. Wang Long turned around and saw the director Xu Gang shaking his head at him. Wang Long stopped obediently.

Just as everyone was silent in this picture, the girl suddenly pushed the man who was holding her away. She retreated three or four steps away from the man with tears on her face, staring at the man. Soon, her tears no longer flowed, her eyes were no longer full of emotion, and her expression became cold again. .

"Tingting!" The man shouted softly in a helpless and affectionate magnetic voice.

"Wang Dong, it's over! It's all over! Goodbye!" After saying this, the girl turned around and ran to the other side of the bridge. Against the setting sun, her beautiful body seemed so silent, as if a broken-winged angel fell into the mortal world.

"Tingting!" The man raised his right hand in the air and shouted a name that he couldn't stand. The breeze blew over, and the man's hair fell back. Soon, the man squatted silently on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and suddenly cried in pain.

"Card!" A voiceover suddenly sounded by the quiet bridge.

"Great! Great!" Director Xu Gang came up from the shooting team with an excited face, walked to the man with tears on his face, and patted the man on the shoulder heavily, "Han Feng! You acted so well! That's great!"

Han Feng took out a paper towel, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, handed a tragic smile to Xu Gang, and then said, "Director Xu, I'm a little tired. I want to have a rest." After saying that, without waiting for Xu Gang to react, he left alone.

The staff saw that the scene was shot so smoothly, and they saw a touching scene, and they couldn't help clapping their hands.

"It's so fucking touching! Just like the real thing!"

"Yes, Murong Xueer took a great picture! The emotional interpretation of being betrayed by others is vividly interpreted!"

"Mr. Han's performance is also very good! Especially the last scene of his crying made me, an old man who didn't know what love is, moved to tears.

"Yes, I like Mr. Han so much! Why? Why didn't Mr. Han come to play the leading role? Why?"

"Director Xu, Miss Murong and Mr. Han have gone to rest. What should we do next?" Deputy director Wang Long went to Xu Gang and asked for instructions.

"They are too deep into the play. What good actors!" Xu Gang sighed, "That's all for today. Let's pack up, go back to rest for one night, and shoot according to the original plan at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."