Top class he is versatile

Chapter 17

With the advancement of the plot, the filming of "Into the Nine Heavens" finally came to an end.

In the camera, the woodcutter Xiao Zhou stumbles from far to near and breaks into a ruined temple.

"Master Wan! Help!"

In front of the incomplete statue, the jet-black hair was casually tied tight on Wan Shanhe's head. He was no longer as decent as when he first entered the mortal world. A few strands of hair that were not restrained hung down on his forehead, covering up the glare in his eyes. Three points sharp.

The woodcutter carefully raised his head to meet Wan Shanhe's sight.

Disappointment, pity, pain.

Wan Shanhe, played by Wei Jin, changes his eyes, making the hearts of people inside and outside the play tremble violently.

Zheng Beilou stared at the two people in the picture, his face tensed up so nervously.

In this scene, Wei and Jin were in full swing, and the actors in the same frame as him were under a lot of pressure.

Traveling around...can you handle it?

Zheng Beilou closely watched the figure on the ground, seeing Zhou You's expression was stunned, which made Zheng Beilou's heart tighten.

Fortunately, Zhou You made another move next time.

"My lord..." The woodcutter put his hands together, piously praying for the mercy of the gods, "Please, save me, save me, I don't want to die..."

The woodcutter gritted his teeth, still unable to hide the sobs from fear, the sound was really moving, but only Wan Shanhe sighed softly in response.

The camera moves up, and in Wan Shanhe's dark eyes, the emotions disappear, leaving only the indifference and ruthlessness that looks down on everything.

The woodcutter's begging eyes gradually became hollow. He staggered up and walked towards the door tremblingly. He didn't dare to look back until he disappeared.

"Okay!" Zheng Beilou's hanging heart completely let go, "This section is beautiful!"

Wei Jin took a few deep breaths, slowly getting out of the character's emotions.

He jumped off the platform and walked out.

Zhou You's reaction was quite strong, and he couldn't stop crying while standing outside the door.

After entering the show, it will be difficult to get out for a while, which is a common problem for new actors.

Wei Jin beckoned, and assistant Xiao Wang trotted over with a hot towel.

This was what Wei Jin asked him to prepare in advance.

"Thank you." Zhou You wanted to wipe his face, but thinking that there was still makeup on his face, he folded the towel into a triangle and carefully wiped away his tears.

"Take your time and relax a little bit." Wei Jin's soft voice rang in his ears, he was teaching Zhou You how to get out of the role.

The method worked very well, and Zhou You quickly calmed down.

"Wait, save a little bit, it will be needed in that scene later!" Seeing that he was about to lose his emotions, Zhou You quickly stopped and shrugged his nose.

Wei Jin couldn't help laughing.

So cute.

"Okok! That one just now is pretty good, I'm going to shoot the next one!" Zheng Beilou took the director's horn to notify all departments to prepare, and Zhou You hurriedly followed Wei Jin to touch up makeup.

"Teacher Wei's performance is so amazing, I didn't dare to breathe just now!" In the temporary dressing room, the makeup artist boasted about Wei Jin's acting skills, which attracted a burst of approval from the surrounding people.

Wei Jin was used to hearing compliments, so he politely replied thank you.

"Xiao Zhou is also very good, and he has made great progress." The young lady who put on Zhou You's makeup boasted.

When Zhou You gave loquats to her before, he also gave them to her.

The loquat is very sweet, and the person who gave it to him was very nice, so the young lady was very impressed with Zhou You.

Zhou You thanked happily.

During the time he lived in the Wei Jin Courtyard, Zhou You often received advice from the actor.

As the saying goes, famous teachers give rise to great apprentices, and if Wei and Jin operas are well performed, they are unambiguous in guiding people.

His advice penetrates deeply, and Zhou You often savors a single suggestion for a long time, and his acting skills have been greatly improved in a very short period of time.

While waiting for the make-up artist to pick up the brushes, Zhou You whispered to Wei Jin, "Thanks to Mr. Wei for his good teaching."

Hearing this, Wei Jin curled up into a shallow smile.

……

Without Wan Shanhe's mercy, the little woodcutter could not survive in this sickly village.

He died in a tragic gesture.

Zhou You started to let go of his mind, his eyes were out of focus, and after capturing the close-up of his face, the cameraman slowly raised the camera and pointed at Wei Jin who was standing there.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the little woodcutter, Wan Shanhe fell into doubt.

The village was ablaze, and the fire turned into a sea of ​​​​flames.

The ending did not explain the whereabouts of Wan Shanhe, maybe he became a fairy, or maybe he was buried in the sea of ​​fire together.

Zheng Beilou and the others watched the replay and nodded involuntarily.

"Steady, steady." Zheng Beilou looked very happy, and informed him that the movie was finished, and tonight there will be a big wrap-up banquet in Siping Village.

"It's finally over!" Feng Siming, Zhong Hao and other group performers were overjoyed.

Although the film crew was treated well and saw stars they never dreamed of seeing every day, they missed the days when they surfed the Internet freely in an air-conditioned room.

After the filming was over, there was a final photo session. Zhou You looked at Wei Jin who was surrounded by the main creative team, and belatedly realized that it would be very difficult for him to see Mr. Wei again in the future.

There is always a banquet in the world, and parting is always sad.

But being sad didn't help, so Zhou You went back with Feng Siming and the others to pack their luggage.

Having not returned to this place for a long time, Zhou You was taken aback by the hills of local products as soon as he entered.

"Is this your thing?" Zhou You asked Feng Siming, Feng Siming also wondered: "It's not ours, where did it come from? I didn't have these in the morning."

He was about to ask the owner of the house, when he saw two villagers walking over with big bags and small bags as soon as he went out.

Knowing that the crew members will leave tomorrow, the villagers of Siping Village are very sad.

Forget about the others, everyone is mainly reluctant to travel around, wishing that he would stay in the village directly.

However, this idea was unrealistic, so the villagers had no choice but to turn their grief into souvenirs and send them all to Zhou You, not allowing him to refuse.

With so many things, Zhou You couldn't take them back. He tried to send them back but was rejected. Zhou You was both helpless and touched.

Back in the house, he distributed the unsustainable edible fruits to the crew members. Some of the remaining souvenirs were sent to the residence in S City, the other part was packed into suitcases, and the rest was divided into several parts and given to several people. a close friend.

Of course, Zhou You will not forget Wei and Jin in this kind of thing.

The share for Wei Jin was carefully selected by him.

What Master Wang mung bean cake, exquisite wood carvings, local especially fragrant tea...

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Unfortunately, Wei Jin is not here, so he is probably still busy.

Zhou You put the things on the small stone table in the yard, and wanted to send a message to Wei Jin before leaving, but when he really wanted to leave, Zhou You hesitated.

He sat on the stone bench, buried his head in counting the scattered pomegranate flowers that fell on the ground, and waited quietly for a while.

No one came back.

Waiting like this is not an option, Zhou You took out his phone, only to find that Wei Jin had sent him a message nearly an hour ago.

[Mr. Wei: Where are you? ]

Zhou You: "!!"

He was distributing local products just now, so he didn't notice that Wei Jin had sent him a message.

Zhou You clicked on the input box to edit the message, and a pair of familiar shoes appeared out of the corner of his eye.

Looking up, it was Wei Jin.

Wei Jin looked down at him and sighed, "Where did you go just now?"

"Sorry, I didn't see the message just now."

Just as Zhou You was about to stand up, Wei Jin held him lightly, sat next to him and asked, "I just took a finale photo, but I didn't find you."

"Because I have to leave tomorrow morning, I'm going back to pack my things... I'm sorry." Zhou You drooped his head, and then thought of something again, "Mr. Wei, what did you want from me just now?"

Wei Jin, "Take a picture."

Zhou You: "Huh?"

"Let's take a final photo together."

Zhou You scratched his head, "I'm a group performer, can I shoot with you?"

All the people he watched taking pictures were members of the main creative team. Although he had a role to play, it wasn't enough to take part in the official photoshoot.

The ensemble performers took their own finale photos, and Zhou You took pictures with Feng Siming and the others as a souvenir.

"It's not with them," Wei Jin said, "it's with me...do you want to?"

"Yes." Zhou You replied quickly, and then he looked around, "Who will take pictures for us? Brother Wang?"

"He was busy and didn't come back."

Xiao Wang, who was on standby at the door, heard this and walked away silently.

Wei Jin took out his mobile phone, turned on the front camera, and signaled Zhou You: "Come here."

Zhou You saw that he was outside the screen frame, moved the stone bench and sat next to Wei Jin.

Behind them is a tree of pomegranate flowers. As the saying goes, red and green match bullshit, but the combination of red and green in nature is often just right. A few unobtrusive orange-red flowers protrude from the dense green leaves. With the bright background, the color matching of the whole photo is beautiful.

After Wei Jin finished filming, Xiang Liangjun finally appeared. He leaned against the doorway and raised his chin to signal Wei Jin to come over.

"Wait for me." Wei Jin got up to leave, and Xiang Liangjun whispered something to him.

When Wei Jin came back, his face was serious, "I have something to do, I have to go first."

"Now?" Zhou You was caught off guard, "The final banquet..."

"Don't eat," Wei Jin softened his tone as if to appease Zhou You, "It's not a big deal, don't worry."

Xiang Liangjun looked down at his watch, stepped forward and patted Wei Jin, "Okay, okay, the car is still waiting, let's go."

"Ah."

"Wait a minute," Zhou You picked up a few bags of special products on the table, "Teacher Wei, this is for you."

"Yeah, I've made up my mind." Time was running out, Xiang Liangjun responded twice, and said to Wei Jin, "Let's put it here, and Xiao Wang will pack up his things and bring them here later."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Jin reached out and took the things, "Thank you."

After all, he seemed to have remembered something, went into the room and took out a sketchbook.

It's Zhou You's book, which contains his paintings of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

"...that's fine too." Xiang Liangjun helped Wei Jin carry the bag, urging him to leave quickly.

When he reached the door, Wei Jin turned his head and shook his phone at him. "Zhouyou, goodbye."

Pockets trembled, Zhou You checked the new news, it was a photo taken by Wei Jin just now.

He raised his hand and waved to Wei Jin, "Mr. Wei, goodbye."

……

In the early morning of the second day, the buses that came to pick up the crew members arrived at the gate of the village one after another.

Most of the leading actors left after the wrap-up banquet last night, and the bus mainly picked up the staff and extras.

Surrounded by the villagers, Zhou You boarded the car, and the battle was quite big, which made the driver's master feel at a loss, thinking that Zhou You was some kind of big star.

It's just that I have never seen a star with such a high average age of fans...

Although Zhou You had only been here for more than half a month, the villagers seemed to regard him as a relative, and all of them watched Zhou You get into the car with tears in their eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou You couldn't help but have red eyes.

"Xiao Zhou!" Gong Shun came a bit late, but fortunately he caught up with Zhou You for the last time.

"Grandma Gong!" Zhou You opened the car window, and was pushed back by a basket of loquats approaching.

"Xiao Zhou!" Gong Shun told Zhou You happily, "My daughter said she would come back to see me next week!"

"Really?" Zhou You knew that Gong Shun had missed his daughter for a long time, "That's really great!"

Gong Shun nodded straightly, and after everyone got on the bus, the bus started quickly.

Watching the car gradually go away, Gong Shun's chatter dissipated in the wind.

"What a good child, he will definitely be popular in the future."