MTL - I Just Want to Be in a Relationship-Chapter 30

Yu Qinghuan’s penultimate play was finally filmed in the afternoon of the next day.

Although Fang Zhongxi’s face is still not good, he still has a hard time. Liu Jiaan put the screen in the monitor upside down once. Seeing that there is nothing wrong with it, he indicated that this piece does not need to be retaken.

At this point, Yu Qinghuan’s play in "The Line of Life and Death" is only the last one.

"Qinghuan, don't leave." Liu Jia'an's gaze moved from the screen to Yu Qinghuan and smiled: "Hot the iron, and you will shoot your last scene. What do you think?"

"No problem." Yu Qinghua nodded. "I have already been ready."

Liu Jiaan heard the words, "Oh, then you have to change clothes." After that, turn to the props group, "Is the plasma and guns ready? Check the last time."

Liu Jia'an filmed and always strives for excellence.

Don't have a suitable script? Do not shoot!

Is the actor team inappropriate? Do not shoot!

Does the costume production not match his intentions? Don't shoot!

Even the props in the crew are trying to be realistic, and the pistol that will be used for shooting is the real thing that he got through various channels, but there is no bullet in it.

"Qing Huan, come," Liu Jiaan did not pay attention, Yu Xin secretly ran to the studio, Yu Qihuan to the side, from the back of the two warm baby handed him, "waiting you to lie on the ground for a long time Put this on your waist, or else it should be cold."

"Nothing," Yu Qinghuan shook his head and did not reach out to pick it up. "Not very cold today, I can do this."

The lens is the clearest demon mirror in the world. On the big screen, there is a slight inappropriate place on the body, which will be magnified infinitely. Although the warm baby is light and small, but Yu Qinghuan's costumes are only thin shirts and white coats. If the shape of the warm baby is exposed, or the waist is swollen, it will definitely not work.

"You are really a dead eye." Yu Xin, but he had to put away the warm baby, sighed and yelled at him.

His artist, his character seems to be free and easy, but in fact he has the most. But whatever work is given to him, no matter how big or small, all will be done with care, and there will never be a slight discount.

If you don't say anything else, just say warm baby. When he didn't see it, even Zhao Qingyuan posted a few of them. Liu Jia'an was blind to one eye. It’s true that Yu Qing’s heart is dead and he is not willing to use it.

It stands to reason that such a star agent will definitely like it, but between Yu Xin and Yu Qinghuan is not limited to working relationships. Aside from the roles of brokers and entertainers, they are good friends.

In this winter, Yu Qinghuan was wearing a thin shirt to film in the cold wind, how can Yu Xin be patient. If you can, I just want to go to him on his behalf. Anyway, he has a fat body and can block the cold.

Yu Xin once again sighed and glanced at Yu Qinghuan, who was taking the time to watch the script, and his heart was distressed.

The young people in their early twenties are not laughing and laughing, but they are at home. Self-discipline is not a bit of smoke. When there is no such thing, either reading a book or honing acting on the camera, even Weibo does not brush.

The only way to look at him a little lively is when Zhao Qingyuan comes.

So even if Yu Qinghuan always communicated with Zhao Qingyuan, Yu Xin did not stop them from coming and going. I hope that he can be more cheerful under the leadership of Zhao Qingyuan.

At the same time that Xin was thinking, the studio had already started to clear the field. Yu Qinghuan saw him, took off his down jacket and handed it to him. He sorted out the costumes and walked over.

"Qing Huan," Liu Jiaan came over to tell him about the drama. "The key point of this game is your eyes. I will give you close-up shots when you arrive. You must show the fear and despair that are nearing death."

Stopped, see Yu Qinghuan nod, and continued: "But these are not enough, Ye Sheng is to save a little girl and die, you still need to show that after the success of saving people, even death can not be erased. That is gratifying."

"I know." Yu Qinghuan nodded thoughtfully, did not immediately let Liu Jia'an start, but said: "I will ponder it first."

"can."

For death, I am afraid that no one will have more experience than Yu Qinghuan, but he is really desperate for death.

Yu Qinghuan always felt that she had been very dramatic in her life. At that time, he went to the Zishan Villa to see the house and wanted to buy a villa for the elderly. Although he did camouflage, he was still recognized by the sales staff, so that he did not get out of the sales office until the evening.

It was a coincidence that it hit a heavy rain.

The parking lot was some distance from the sales office, and although he had an umbrella, it was still drenched. Yu Qinghuan was trying to throw away the umbrella and ran directly to the basement. Suddenly, there was a person in front of the slanting side, and went straight to the well that had no manhole cover.

A well in a rainy day is the most dangerous place, and you may die if you are not careful.

Yu Qinghuan was shocked and shouted, "Be careful." If he didn't think about it, he rushed to pull him.

I didn't expect that person to feel the back of the external force, but actually moved to the side. Yu Qinghuan ran too fast, and the rainy road was slippery. He did not stop the brakes and directly plunged into the well. When he woke up, life had already come back.

His death occurred when he didn't even realize it. It was as simple as drinking water and sleeping. It was easy to pass.

However, Ye Sheng’s death is different. It is a relatively important piece in the "Life and Death Line". Liu Jia'an's request for him will definitely be stricter. If he can't show the effect he wants, Liu Jia'an will never pass the board.

The ultimate despair is that it can't be explained by acting alone.

Then... only that thing.

The darkest and most desperate in his life, even after decades of experience, and two generations, not willing to think back...

"Qinghuan, are you ready?" Liu Jiaan smashed his hand in the cold wind and yelled at this side.

"Yes." Yu Qinghua nodded, took a deep breath and walked under the light.

Other actors have already been in place, and Yu Qinghuan has just found a good position. Liu Jiaan can't wait to scream, "Begin!"

Another battle of smoke, Ye Sheng stood in the safe area, looking at the outside with anxious eyes, the place where the stream ran, and stood a little girl with tears on her face. She seemed to have been scared by the bullets coming and going. I don’t dare to move.

"Come back! Come back soon!" Ye Sheng clenched his fist and shouted at the little girl in the local language.

Unfortunately, the sound of the gunfire outside was too loud. Even though he used the highest volume, he could not pass his voice to the little girl's ear.

How to do? What should I do?

Ye Shengji’s group turned around. He was a doctor. He couldn’t see a life disappearing in front of his eyes, let alone a little girl who would be five or six years old. But the bullet is not long, how can he go out to save people, what if he takes his life?

Save or not? Ye Sheng’s heart began a fierce struggle.

Until a deafening explosion came into the ear, Ye Sheng finally couldn’t help it. A jade Guanyin on his neck was in his palm, and his teeth rushed out, picking up the one that had been scared with his fastest speed. The child turned and ran.

The gunfire behind him was still banging, and the leafy eardrum of the earthquake was almost broken, but his heart was full of joy.

His choice was correct. He not only succeeded in saving the little girl but also escaped.

It’s so good, it’s so good.

When he goes back, he must talk to his parents about this. He is no longer a childish and second-born young man. He can be their pride.

Ye Sheng curled up his lips and a foot just stepped into the safe area. A bullet screamed behind him, passing through his back and centering his chest.

At this time, the camera was zoomed in for a moment, and Liu Jiaan stared at the monitor, staring at Yu Qinghuan's face, not even blinking his eyes.

At the moment when the blood bag burst open on the chest, Yu Qinghuan’s eyes instantly filled with despair and pain.

The memory that he never dared to touch, through this opportunity, spread out a little bit in his mind.

His parents were trying to buy him a desk, died in a car accident on the way to the town, died on the spot, and did not even have the opportunity to rescue.

The acquaintances in the village said that it was his parents who felt bad about him and did the last thing for him before he left.

The family is poor. If both people enter the hospital, where does the medical expenses come from? What should the child do? Instead of letting the child be in desperate desperation, it is better to die immediately. After a hundred years, don't leave any drag on the child.

Yu Qinghuan will never forget that the day before his parents died, his mother looked at him with a smile and said: "We are the smartest children in the four towns and eight towns, and will definitely be a good university in the future. Let your parents take advantage of it, how can college students not even have a desk?"

That day, he was excited all night. The next day, after the parents left, they moved on the small bench and sat happily at the gate waiting. There were countless scenes in the mind where he had a desk, and even thought about what was placed on it.

However, he will never wait for his desk.

The two people in the world who loved him the most, did not say anything to him, and decided to leave him in such a fierce way, leaving him alone in this world, lonely and desperate.

The moment I just hugged the little girl, Yu Qinghuan knew that she was acting, but she couldn’t help but think about it. If it was like this movie, it would be better. At the moment before the accident, he will, like Ye Sheng, rush out to save his parents, even if the price is his own life.

All the thoughts just flashed through my mind, and the effect on the screen was amazing.

Liu Jiaan was almost shocked by the despair and pain in his eyes, until Yu Qinghuan changed his mood, he did not return to God, or Jiang Qi licked him, he reacted and shouted, "cut! ”

The eyes are still reluctant to leave the monitor, and the performance of the Yu Qinghuan has been played back over and over again, excitedly muttering: "Great! It's great! That's it! This is what I want!"

The reason why the scene was shot in advance was that he wanted Yu Qinghuan to try it and find the feeling. He did not expect that Yu Qinghuan gave him such a big surprise.

"Qing Huan--" He called Yu Qinghuan and wanted to let him come and praise him. When he looked up and looked at the studio, he suddenly stopped.

The play has passed, and the participating group performances have all left in the field. The props division has even begun to pack up the props, while Yu Qinghuan raised his arms and covered his eyes, lying there on his back.

Liu Jiaan felt that something was wrong. Just wanted to see it in the past. Yu Xin had already ran in the first step. "You are stupid! You are not hurrying up! This cold day is lying on the ground, do you want to catch a cold?"

Yu Qinghuan did not move, but still kept the action.

"Qing Huan?" Yu Xin stretched his hand and pushed him. Just wanted to say something, a repressed sob has suddenly passed into his ear. He was surprised. "Are you crying?"

"I'm fine." Yu Qinghuan's voice is sullen, with a strong nasal sound, which sounds like he is trying to suppress something. "It's just a little deep into the play."

Yu Xin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and gently kicked him. "Scared me, I thought you were wrong. Hurry up!"

"Brother, don't touch me." Yu Qinghuan's tears soaked the fabric at his arm, and the wind blew, cold and cold. "Let me stay for a while."

Yu Xin was helpless. He could only put the down jacket on him and sit on the side waiting for him.

When Yu Qinghuan finally came over, it was already half an hour later.

While the acquaintances of the crew were congratulating him on his death, he couldn’t help but ridicule a few words.

"Xiao Yu is really too invested, and finally cried."

"Hey, Qing Huan, this is not good. It is very likely that the drama will affect the psychological state. If you go back, you can relax and relax."

"Qing Huan, how are you so shameful, hahahaha, this is crying."

............

Yu Qinghua nodded and smiled and accepted their teasing. Except for the still red eyes, I can't see anything wrong.

Because Liu Jiaan was going to give him a banquet for the next day, Yu Qinghuan did not return home after filming and still lived in the hotel of the crew.

I don't know if it was because of venting a reason. He felt that there was no strength in his body. The headache seemed to be cracked. After entering the door, he took a shower and went to bed.

Yu Xin came forward to discuss with him about the arrangements, called him several times, he did not agree, and this found that the situation is somewhat wrong. Reaching out his hand and touching his forehead, it is hot and hot.

I don't know how long he burned, the whole person is dizzy, how can he wake up? Scared Yu Xin, and quickly found Zhao Qingyuan, and together with him, sent Yu Qinghuan to the hospital.

Although Yu Qinghuan is confused, he also knows that he is ill. When I was in the car, I barely opened my eyes and apologized to Xin Dao. "Brother, trouble you."

This time, I still don't forget the basic courtesy. Yu Xin’s distressed, can’t say with a good breath, “You can shut up and rest well.”

The place where the crew was located was too remote. When I arrived at the place, Yu Qinghuan had no idea what had been burned. Even the nurse gave him a needle to stop the needle.

"Hey," Yu Xin sighed. He just wanted to say something to Zhao Qingyuan. Yu Qinghuan’s cell phone rang. He took it up and saw that it was Huo Qu, and he did not dare to refuse. He could only press the answer button. I told Yu Qinghuan about him.

Unexpectedly, Huoqu heard that Yu Qinghuan was ill and immediately said that he would come over.

Yu Xin knows his situation, and suddenly one of the first two is big, but under Huoqu’s forced question, he dare not say the ward number. I can only give one to Huo Wei after I hang up the phone and explain the situation.

When Huo Wei sent Huo Qu to the hospital, Zhao Qingyuan just went back, and Yu Xin went out to pick up hot water.

Huo Qu opened the door and saw the empty room. Only Yu Qinghuan was lying on the bed, revealing a burning hot face and a right hand wrapped in medical tape, which looked lonely and pitiful.

Huo Qu’s heart suddenly felt like a needle, and it hurts a lot. He walked gently and sat down on the bed, his eyes falling on the face of Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan’s character is cold, and when he is sick, he is also very quiet. He is lying there, like a pitiful stray cat.

"Qing Huan," Huo Quhong took a look at the circle and just wanted to say something. Suddenly, Yu Qinghuan, who had closed his eyes, screamed, "Mom."

At that moment, a huge sorrow suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart, and Huoqu was drowned in it.

In his twenty years of life, he never tried to understand other people's emotions in the past. But at this moment, Huo Quan could not wait to get into Yu Qinghuan’s mind to see what he was thinking, and it would be so painful and helpless.

If you want to protect Qing Huan, I want him to be happy all the time. It is no longer so distressing.

A thought rushed up and lingered in my mind. Huo Qu suddenly realized that Qing Huan would be weak and would need his own help.

And you must be strong and you must protect him!

"Qing Huan," Huo Qianqiang held back the tears in his eyes, leaned down, carefully avoided the hand of Yu Qinghuan's hanging needle, hugged him through the quilt, gently put his face on Yu Qinghuan hot. On the cheek, one word and one sentence, seriously said: "Don't be sad, Qing Huan, I am here, I am here."