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With a click, Zhou Ziheng, who was facing the two machines, immediately entered the state. This is him that Xia Xiqing has never seen before.

He slammed on the iron anti-theft door with his hands, and without saying a word, he slapped it with all his strength, his back molars clenched and his eyes drooping, and Xia Xiqing, who was standing by the corridor watching, was shocked by the thumping iron door. Into the mood.

"Who? Is he **** sick..." The door behind the anti-theft door opened, and Aaron could be seen rubbing his eyes through the iron bars. His withered and yellow hair was like a clump of grass in late autumn. When he saw Zhou Ziheng , his brows were wrinkled, and the expression on his face was disgusted, "You have a **** brain disease, come here to make trouble, do you still want to make money. Huh?"

Gao Kun clenched his fists, tightly pursed his lips, his eyes were still half-closed.

"Talk? You're blood pumping and dumb!" Aaron scratched his head, put his hands on the door and was about to close it, "I've paid you all the money, don't come here to make trouble..."

There was a loud bang. Gao Kun slammed his fist **** the iron gate. He was like a wild beast in a zoo where everyone watched. Under extreme anger, he slammed through the railing, his eyes were red.

"You...you..." His voice became hoarse with anger, "It's all because of your needles..."

Aaron was taken aback by him. He felt a little guilty but still pretended to be strong. After all, this Gao Kun was nothing more than a blood bag of theirs. People who were so poor that they could only come to sell blood Nothing to be afraid of.

"You what? I think you are crazy poor."

"I have AIDS." Gao Kun said suddenly, "AIDS! Did you know? AIDS!"

He spoke the first sentence very calmly, as if he wasn't the one who got sick, but this calmness didn't last for a few seconds. His fist kept pounding on the iron door, as if he could be saved by breaking it open, trembling all over his body.

Aaron froze in place. I didn't speak for a long time.

Xia Xiqing, who was standing by the side, was fascinated by it, but Aaron kept silent, and then took two steps back, hesitating, Gao Kun slammed the door twice, grabbed the railing viciously and opened his mouth like a ghost, "It's you, it's you who made me like this! I'm going to kill you! Open the door!"

Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on Aaron, no.

It was wrong. Gao Kun was obviously saving the scene just now.

"Cut! Aaron forgot the words, what's the matter?" Director Kun yelled on the walkie-talkie, "Aaron, adjust it. We just happened to take a close-up of Gao Kun's side. It's okay, let's go through it twice first. Aaron Don't stress."

Yang Bo showed regret and remorse on his face, he bent down to apologize to the staff, "I'm sorry, I was really scared by Ziheng just now."

Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing, Zhou Ziheng's kung fu into the play in a second is too deep, as expected of a child who grew up in the crew, everyone will be frightened by this aura.

The makeup artist hurried forward to wipe Zhou Ziheng's sweat, Zhou Ziheng asked Yang Bo to open the door to talk to him, and the two exchanged their feelings about each other's characters in this scene.

"It's okay." Zhou Ziheng patted him on the shoulder, "It's really not easy to act in a conflict scene when you first come up. I did the same at the beginning, and it will get better slowly."

Yang Bo was very grateful. Because of his appearance and personality, Zhou Ziheng has always been a strong and indifferent type in the eyes of unfamiliar people, but this time he came into contact with him and found that this is not the case at all. Not only is he not indifferent, he is also special. Be gentle and patient.

"Ready? Another one, this time to take a close-up of Gao Kun, Gao Kun pays attention to the machine." Director Kun looked at Yang Bo, "Aaron stood behind the cameraman and took a look. Got scared."

"Do I look so scary?" Zhou Ziheng made a joke, and everyone on the set laughed, and Yang Bo's nervousness improved a lot.

It's scary when you're angry. Xia Xiqing stood not far behind him, remembering the night when he was drugged.

"The first scene of "Tracking" and the second shot, the first time, action!"

Starting again, Yang Bo stood behind the close-up photographer, carefully observing Zhou Ziheng's performance this time, and at the same time used his voice to play with him. The close-up shot showed a complete Aaron's perspective. Gao Kun's emotional processing was more full than last time. From being a little dazed at the beginning, to getting more and more angry, to pain and helplessness that he didn't want to admit, every emotional point was carried on very smoothly. There seemed to be tears in his red eyes, but they didn't seem to be.

"Get out! I'm going to kill you!" Gao Kun beat and kicked, even picked up an old mop that was discarded by someone in the corner and slammed it on the door, "Come out! Get out! I **** have to let You are buried with me!" The long pole in his hand swung on the iron door again and again, as time passed, the strength of his slamming on the door gradually decreased, and finally stopped in mid-air.

He lowered his head, clenching his teeth, causing the muscles on the side of his cheeks to tremble, and the fingers holding the mop were trembling, but he tried his best not to let it tremble.

"I am nineteen years old..."

Xia Xiqing's heart tugged. This line appeared too uncomfortable.

Aaron's voice appeared: "This...this...you, what the **** are you kidding, I, I, I don't know anything, don't rely on me! Don't rely on me, I gave you your money, you go find someone else and go crazy! "

"Who am I looking for!?" Gao Kun slammed on the iron gate again, "Who am I looking for!"

Aaron's voice trembled like chaff, "I, I, I don't know! Whoever passed it on to you, you go to whom... If there is a wrong, there is a debtor, I don't have AIDS, so don't look for me!"

Gao Kun was trembling with anger, his hands just wanted to break through the gauze on the iron railing, go through and pull this man out, now he can't wait to peel off his skin and drink his blood, "Come out... come out! I want you Your life! I want your life!"

"Cut!" Director Kun yelled, "Very good, Gao Kun wrote it, and the next shot is about Aaron. Aaron's lines just now feel right. There must be that feeling of panic and fear and wanting to shirk responsibility."

Yang Bo nodded his head twice. Zhou Ziheng was patted on the shoulder by the makeup artist, turned around and lowered his body to let her wipe off her sweat and touch up her makeup. In order to fit the character better, he specially asked the makeup artist to use a dark foundation to make up. There were sunburned and worn marks on his shoulders, but The summer in Wuhan is really sweltering, and people start to sweat when they move a little bit. Needless to say, Zhou Ziheng performed so hard.

Waiting to fix his makeup, he looked away, and met Xia Xiqing who was watching and studying not far away. The surprise on his face, who had never known that Xia Xiqing was there, could hardly be concealed, and the corners of his mouth were raised in an instant.

Xia Xiqing also smiled at him. This is a man who can switch emotions so quickly in acting, who has the most natural knack for disguising and overriding emotions, and yet in private is so genuine as hell, everything is so obvious.

Time was tight, and Zhou Ziheng started the third one immediately after finishing his makeup. Aaron's emotional transition was still a bit blunt at the first time, especially the moment after he learned that Gao Kun was sick.

"Your panic and fear are two separate emotions. This is wrong. Your current state is that I can't believe that he is really infected with AIDS, but on the other hand, you are afraid. Not only is he frightened by him, but also I was frightened by this disease." Director Kun patiently explained the play to Yang Bo, and started again after he fully understood the character's emotions. Director Kun, who was a little picky about the film, passed it after taking six shots.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yang Bo came out of the house and glanced outside the corridor. Fortunately, the sun hadn't set yet, "I wasted everyone's time."

"It's okay." Zhou Ziheng smiled at him, "As a rookie, you are already very good."

"Ziheng, do you know this is my first movie?" Yang Bo was a little surprised. He originally thought that such a small celebrity would never attract the attention of a popular male star like Zhou Ziheng, which even made him a little flattered.

"When I first got the cast list, I looked up everyone's information, because not every time I act, I will be with someone I know. It's better to know in advance." There was a drop of sweat on the forehead, which was noticed by Zhou Ziheng, he Glancing up, he laughed again, "I think you're amazing. It's my first time acting in a movie, but I can't do it. The first scene is a conflict scene."

Yang Bo almost regards Zhou Ziheng as his idol now, even though he is only twenty years old and younger than himself.

He finally understood why so many people liked Zhou Ziheng.

Xia Xiqing walked over, glanced at the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face, and immediately understood, and praised him with satisfaction and sincerity, "The acting is really good." Zhou Ziheng was very happy when he heard it, but he couldn't find a proper way After expressing it, he could only purse his lips and smile, and said to Xia Xiqing, "Can you buy me a popsicle?"

"Look for Ronaldinho, I'm not your assistant." Xia Xiqing glanced at him, "What ice cream are you eating? You're a three-year-old."

Every time these two people get together, Yang Bo feels that there is a natural barrier separating him from them, and it automatically becomes a background where he can only watch without talking, and he can't wait to blow pink bubbles over their heads .

Damn, is he taking CP? Yang Bo woke up startled.

No wonder they have so many CP fans...

Hurry up and change the scene before the sunset. The location of this scene is a small alley at the back door of a hotel. After the slide rails are laid, director Kun talks a little bit about the scene, because Xia Xiqing is a newcomer after all, and Jiang Tong This role is again an adducted role.

Inward emotions are more difficult to act than outward ones. If you are not careful, you will become facial paralyzed, detached from the character itself, and make people dance.

"Are you ready?"

Xia Xiqing, who was standing at the back door of the hotel, nodded his head. After the sound of beating boards, he naturally carried two bags full of garbage from the door to the back alley, lifted the lid of the big dark green trash can, and stuffed the garbage bags into the Go, his hands were dirty, he looked, but there was nothing to wipe, he walked slowly to a small faucet in the back alley, and twisted it for a long time before some water came out.

He put his hands under the thin stream of water and carefully washed the dirt off his hands.

Suddenly he felt his head was hit hard by something, Jiang Tong turned his head, his face was a bit dazed, the sunset was hitting his face red, and against the light, he saw a few scolding gangsters coming over, the one at the head The man held a can of beer in his hand, and when he saw him, he began to scold, "Mute, have you been avoiding us these days?" After speaking, he threw the can in his hand, Jiang Tong was so frightened that he raised his hand to cover his head, the can It hit him on the wrist, and the unfinished beer dripped on his clothes.

He had just returned from work at the hotel, and he was still wearing the hotel's white apron and white overalls, which were too wide and old to fit, and now they were stained again.

Jiang Tong's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

Several people came up and surrounded him, "Where's the money? Be conscious and hand it over and I won't beat you today."

Jiang Tong frantically gestured in sign language, and the leader kicked him directly in the stomach, "Show your mother! Speak!"

"No, no money..." Jiang Tong clutched his stomach and fell to the base of the wall. He reached into his pocket and tore it clean, frowning at them, "No, no..."

"No? I think you just owe it!"

"Cut!" Director Kun yelled, "Jiang Tong's expression is wrong, it's too hard, you should be afraid at this time."

Xia Xiqing stood up from the corner. The kick in the stomach just now was just an excuse. He had been worried that he would be NG because of his unnatural performance in this place, but he didn't expect it to be because of his expression.

"Jiang Tong has been bullying these hooligans for collecting protection fees for a long time. Seeing them should be habitually afraid. You were too calm just now." Director Kun is a rare good-tempered director, "It's okay, let's do another one, Xiqing you Relax a bit and take on Jiang Tong's role."

Everyone was preparing for the next one, but Xia Xiqing said, "Director Kun, I don't think it's right."

Even the gangster next to him gave him a wink. In China, most of the movies are centered on the director. The director is more than everything else in the crew. Many actors have their scenes cut or even ruined their entire careers because they offended the director. So they hardly refute the director's suggestion on the set.

But Xia Xiqing didn't plan to act much, and he wasn't worried about offending anyone.

"Jiang Tong's character is not weak and timid. If it were him, he would have died a long time ago. His father gambled and beat him and his mother to death since he was a child. His mother is also a prostitute who picked up guests at home for a living. In the end, he was even killed. Kill him, he has been working alone to support himself until now, if this kind of experience is placed on anyone, he would have committed suicide long ago."

Xia Xiqing's tone was calm, but Zhou Ziheng's heart ached inexplicably.

"He's not afraid, but he doesn't have the ability to resist, so he can only bear it. As you said, Jiang Tong has been bullied by these gangsters for a long time, and he is used to this kind of life. If he is habitually accepting harm, he will act like ashamed Maybe a little more real."

No one on the set, big or small, from lighting, photography, on-set management, and waiting actors, expressed their opinions. Everyone knows that Kuncheng is a director with a good personality, and he is even more aware that he is a stubborn director.

"I agree too." Zhou Ziheng's voice broke the silence, "Actually, Jiang Tong is braver than Gao Kun. It is Gao Kun who is really afraid, not the weaker Jiang Tong."

Director Kun stared at the ground solemnly, frowning tightly, and stood up after a while, looked at the sky, and then at the firm expression on Xia Xiqing's face, at this moment, he really felt that standing in front of him It wasn't Xia Xiqing who was following, but the real Jiang Tong.

"I admit defeat." Kuncheng shrugged his shoulders, smiled and grabbed the hair on the back of his head, "The Jiang Tong you mentioned is closer to this character, very good, very good."

A fire suddenly ignited in his heart, how much he hoped that under his direction, the drama could fully present its essence for the audience to see.

"Yes, that's how it was shot." Kuncheng repeated excitedly, "That's how it is shot!"

Xia Xiqing also raised the corners of his mouth, he was all too familiar with the expression on Kuncheng's face.

That is the supreme desire to create art.