MTL - Be Pampered and Spoiled-Chapter 126

The words he was about to blurt out, when Lu Xingxian scrutinized him, Zuo Xian suddenly didn't know how to speak.

So Zuo Xian, who expressed himself to be very deep, but was suddenly frightened by Lu Xingxian, began to make nonsense with a confused face, which can be called unreasonable and confident: "It's like this, since I received the "National Banquet "After the script, I did in-depth research on the role of Mi Lan."

As soon as these words were spoken, Director Chen was shocked and relieved a lot. He regained his posture and sat in front of her, and even picked up a pen.

"Go ahead." After opening the cap of the pen, Director Chen rolled up his sleeves and stared at Zuo Xian energetically.

After hearing this, Lu Xingxian: "..."

Although Zuo Xian did study the script at home, and it can be said that he worked very hard, and he didn't even eat much, but... it seems that there is a little difference with what she said?

However, Zuo Xian, who looks very serious at the moment, is very serious, "I deliberately asked many doctors of Chinese medicine and Western medicine—my grandfather is a well-known provincial doctor of Chinese medicine. He has diagnosed countless patients in his life. For them, it has already become a very common thing in their lives, because they see too much. Especially, most of the time, when these things do not fall on their heads, they always say It's easy."

Director Chen nodded following Zuo Xian's words, feeling that what she said made sense.

Zuo Xian continued to be persuasive, "Look, you also told me in the script that the character of Mi Lan is cold and indifferent, but she has a deep affection for Yan Xiao, a 'passer-by' who has only been together for a few months. She still has to climb under that tree before she dies, I think, she is just hard-hearted."

"So, I think we can make appropriate changes when dealing with the plot after Mr. Mi's funeral."

Director Chen's expression moved slightly, as if contemplative. The screenwriter who was pulled over by him also frowned, looking down at some flimsy pieces of paper on the script.

After a long time, the two looked at each other and said, "I think... what you said makes sense."

So Zuo Xian, who had hidden his achievements and fame, took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Yes, I'm just going to give it a try. If it really works, of course it will be a good thing for the movie itself."

Director Chen nodded repeatedly while marking.

"So..." Zuo Xian rolled his eyes and moved the small stool forward twice, "I think the part dealing with the relationship between Mi Lan and Yan Xiao can be more intense."

"If you have any suggestion, just say it." Director Chen waved his hand.

"I think." Zuo Xian said with a deep face, "We can add some kissing scenes, and it would be better if the emotional incitement can be more obvious, what do you think?"

After hearing all this, Lu Xingxian: "..."

However, Director Chen seemed obsessed. He didn't notice Lu Xingxian at all. He just nodded frequently and said in agreement, "I've already meant that. The choice between countries, but it is the most important thing to set off the feelings in the play, and they are contradictory. Mi Lan and Yan Xiao have always been a major difficulty that Xiao Zhao and I have not completely resolved. If you think It’s feasible, you might as well give it a try boldly with Xing Xian.”

Originally planning to try it out, Zuo Xian was taken aback for a while, but he didn't think it would really work, so he couldn't help but pause, and said, "Hey, but if I add scenes like this, will it cause trouble for the crew?"

"Don't worry about that." Director Chen waved his hand, "Xiao Zhao and I have carefully watched some TV dramas that you and Xing Xian have starred in. The emotional conflict between Chu Xian and Wo Xingpan in "Stop Killing" fully meets all my requirements for Mi Lan in "State Banquet"—oh, including good looks. These are the main reasons why I identified you. In this regard, I It can even be said that it is not as experienced as you."

The creator of the relationship can never imagine the trivial fireworks in a pair of real couples. It is like being a director, and it is also difficult to understand some inspirations that actors may suddenly burst into during filming.

At this moment, what Zuo Xian said coincided with what he thought, if he didn't give it a try, it would be a real loss.

But at this point, he looked at Lu Xingxian who was putting on makeup again, and apologized sincerely, "Besides, I still have to watch the editing in the end. However, this will trouble Xingxian..."

Lu Xingxian: "...No trouble."

Seeing that the topic had shifted to Lu Xingxian, Zuo Xian immediately retracted his neck, and under Lu Xingxian's gaze, he behaved like a little quail that swallowed an egg.

She didn't say anything just now, she should be counseled whenever necessary!

In the following scene, in order to fully conform to the winter situation in the play, the whole crew deliberately went to a snow scene shooting area with equipment on their shoulders.

It was really cold under the cold weather.

Zuo Xian touched his nose with his fingers tremblingly, but he really didn't feel it at all.

One moment it was still in the scorching heat, and the next moment it was in the cold winter wind, it was like being in a dream.

"Cold?" Lu Xingxian frowned, not as much as in late autumn and early winter, it is indeed more painful to suddenly come to a place with such a low temperature.

Zuo Xian nodded pitifully, stood on the spot to keep warm, looked at the staff who were operating the machine, and said, "It's more than twenty degrees below zero, it's impossible not to be cold."

If it weren't for the low temperature, it wouldn't be snowing.

It has to be said that Director Chen can be said to be very strict to some extent - although artificial snow and fake scenes can be used, the stiffness and state of those exposed limbs cannot be done in winter. from.

This is a movie for the big screen, not some crude little TV series.

Hearing this, Lu Xingxian opened up the down cloak he was wrapped in, and surrounded Zuo Xian completely, and then the two of them took advantage of the situation and fell together on the reclining chair in front of Little Sun.

Although the recliner was sturdy, it still wobbled under the weight of two people.

"Is it still cold?" Lu Xingxian's voice came out vaguely.

Zuo Xian smiled when he heard the voice, rubbed lightly on Lu Xingxian's chest, and said, "It won't be cold now."

After a while, the reorganization of the seat was completed, and Zuo Xian changed the clothes outside.

Fortunately, the season is in line, she also wore warm clothes underneath, and put on a warm baby, that is, in the next scene, she needs to kneel on the snow all the time. After a long time, her knees may suffer, and Zuo Xian wrapped it with tape again. a few laps.

At this moment, a mournful and long tune sounded, accompanied by people standing on carriages and horses playing drums to their heart's content.

The picture is so long that it seems to be pulled closer after being separated by a mountain and sea. Only when we got closer, did we realize that the person who heard the beating and beating vocal music was actually the funeral procession.

The wind is howling in the field, and when the wind blows, when the skirt of the leading girl in filial piety is blown, a faint whistling sound can be heard. Following this silent team, it looks even more tragic.

This is Mr. Mi's funeral procession.

They don't have many immediate family members, but the villagers from ten miles and eight towns all came to see them off, and everyone's expressions on their faces were so sad that it didn't seem fake, but only the girl in front had no expression on her face, but she didn't mourn.

She has a kind of confusion and incomprehension, and a kind of illusion that has not accepted reality.

Beating gongs and drums along the way, when we reached the edge of the cemetery, the master of ceremonies shouted at the top of his lungs to lift up the coffin and bury him, and he knelt down in a crowded place, and everyone followed the master of ceremonies at the same time, shouting "cry—" and began to tear their hearts. cried.

Only the girl kneeling in front of the coffin was kneeling on the ground, her face was numb and her expression was indifferent.

Lying inside was her own grandfather.

Seeing a woman crying from behind, she couldn't help but nudged the woman next to her with her elbow, pointed at Mi Lan's back, and said in a sharp voice, "That's your own grandfather, he's going to be buried now, why don't you cry— !"

Mi Lan turned her head, her eyes were blank, she stared at the woman who was crying louder than anyone else, her lips moved up and down slightly, but she didn't say anything after all.

She remembered that woman.

Haggling over everything, greedy for petty gains, gossiping, and causing trouble all day long.

People from all over the world don't know. But when the women get together, she is the one who talks the most. She talks, although everyone listens to it, but four or five sentences will always be spread out.

In the pharmacy on weekdays, it is not uncommon to see this woman looking for trouble, clamoring that the medical treatment is not thorough, that she does not pay for the medicine, and has no thought of respecting the elderly at all, but now, she is the one who blames herself for not crying.

All of this suddenly seemed absurd.

"rise-"

The master of ceremonies said again, and all the crying people fell silent. The whole world is so big, except for the occasional birds flying in the sky, and the sound of heavy snow falling on the snow.

Mi Lan suddenly turned to her grandfather's photo, stared at it for a while, wiped off the snow on it, and turned the photo back with a smile on her lips.

There was no words on the way back, the old man had already been buried, so everyone naturally went back to their respective homes.

However, in the pharmacy, there is still a different scene.

Many apprentices who followed the old man had already packed up their burdens. They all had heavy faces and were sadder than anyone else, but none of the things they should take were left behind.

Only the elementary student sitting in the corner, wearing the waiter's clothes, was still crying, holding a dirty rag in his hand.

Seeing Mi Lan go back, the leader took two steps forward and said, "Mi Lan, there is no way to do this. Master has been in a daze since he was ill. Fortunately, he didn't suffer too much... He walked quickly..."

"Yeah." Mi Lan reached out to interrupt what he hadn't finished speaking, looked around at the people in the yard lightly, and smiled, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, I can clean the house, remove the first unlucky."

"You!" The face of the person whose words were interrupted changed, but in an instant, he said, "Master just left! You just say that, aren't you afraid that the old man will feel cold?!"

"That's my grandfather, so naturally he won't be cold to me." Mi Lan smiled ironically, and went back with the old man's photo in her hand. After entering the lobby, she looked at the four characters of "Xuanhu Jishi" hanging above her, and suddenly closed her eyes , and said to the little apprentice sitting in the corner, "Xueluo, see off the guests."

As soon as the word "see off" was uttered, everyone outside the hall stopped their movements at the same time.

Director Chen outside the venue also felt that the word "seeing off guests" was really ingenious.