Presumptuous [entertainment Circle]

Tang Ruoyao looked back and met Han Yuping's thoughtful eyes.

Didn't Han Yuping see it?

Tang Ruoyao roused his spirit for no reason, pressed the faint arc of the corner of his mouth, and said in doubt, "Director Han?"

"Yeah." Han Yuping replied perfunctorily, and continued to watch the replay.

"pass."

After Han Yuping said a word, Qin Yinong, who had already walked far away, also saw his gestures. He stopped staying in the shooting center and returned to the lounge surrounded by assistants.

Qin Yinong couldn't stop her ear fever when he thought of the little "accident" clip just now. It was strange that she had done everything intimate with Tang Ruoyao, and it was reasonable to say that she was accidentally kissed by her ears. The reaction is not so great, but the softness of the sudden contact, and the rapid heartbeat brought by the moment, are extremely clear and lingering.

It was a more pure and exciting feeling than Gu Qianwang.

Qin Yinong thought: Could it be that Shen Muqing affected me? Only when she was accidentally kissed on the ear would she be like this? In any case, it must not be her Qin Yinong.

Qin Yinong persuaded himself.

The lounge has a large space, and it is still not crowded when a few people come in, let alone hot. But Qin Yinong had already lifted his hand and loosened his neckline twice. Guan Han watched his words, sent out the group of whispering assistants, and handed Qin Yinong a bottle of mineral water in time.

Some of the assistants included the scene that just happened. The boss wanted to chase people, and the chasers were still facing each other day and night on the set. Everyone held a group to discuss Qin Yinong’s performance today in private, and came to two conclusions: 1. Sister Qin was so miserable that she couldn't turn her back because she blushed and her heartbeat. Second, when will the offensive horn be officially sounded.

If Qin Yinong doesn't go, they are planning to go.

Qin Yinong nestled as a snail in the lounge, while Tang Ruoyao remained motionless outside, turning his eyes to the closed lounge door from time to time. The shooting in the afternoon was over. Xin Qian didn't have the idea of ​​persuading Tang Ruoyao to go back to the lounge. She was used to it.

In order to facilitate the observation of Qin Yinong, Tang Ruoyao's lounge is basically a decoration except for makeup.

No matter how dull Xin Qian was, she vaguely realized Tang Ruoyao's extraordinary concern for Qin Yinong. She has followed Tang Ruoyao almost since she debuted. She has been with several crews, and she has never seen Tang Ruoyao caring about anyone so much. With the directors Tang Ruoyao has worked with, there is no shortage of big names in the crew. Although they are not so big as Qin Yinong, Tang Ruoyao treats them equally.

It's just that Xin Qian is still a long way from getting close to the truth, but it doesn't prevent her from paying more attention to Qin Yinong.

It was getting late and the lights were on in the studio. It was almost time for dinner. Tang Ruoyao was concentrating on the script. The idle Xin Qian saw Qin Yinong coming out of the lounge and gently patted Tang Ruoyao. Shoulders.

Tang Ruoyao looked up and saw the other party, did not get up, and waited for the other party to get closer, before pretending to have just seen it, and politely shouted: "Ms. Qin."

Teacher Qin nodded gently at her, a pleasant fragrance fell, and Shi Shiran passed by her.

Qin Yinong approached Han Yuping to discuss tonight's play.

"Intrinsic Color" was originally called "Qinghong". "Qing" Shen Muqing and "Red" Han Zifei respectively represented two opposite female symbols in the environment at that time. Shen Muqing represents a conservative, virtuous and virtuous woman who has been enslaved by patriarchy and secularism, while Han Zifei is a new generation of progressive and open young people with bold acceptance concepts and the courage to realize themselves. Forbidden love affair is the introduction that connects them, and the lives of this love affair are in sharp contrast.

Han Zifei's life is a lively and open university, brightly-lit classrooms, and a society that is constantly changing. But the Yangxi Alley where Shen Muqing is located is like the sunset in the twilight, old, people and things, unchanged, even though it is so, at any rate it satisfies the happiness defined by the world for women, and it takes a lifetime to pass by. How many women have spent their entire lives in such a confused way. .

The dramatic change in her husband Xu Shiming’s temperament opened a gap in the peaceful life of Shen Muqing, a traditional woman who is a husband and a child, and Han Zifei gave her the meticulous love and warmth and moisturizing things. This gap was silently widened and sprouted. Motivation for resistance.

This play is a seed planted.

Han Yuping is not worried about Qin Yinong's performance, but in terms of details, he needs to polish it more carefully. He, Qin Yinong, the scene screenwriter, including Dai Yongqing, who played Xu Shiming, sat together and discussed.

Tang Ruoyao finished the meal, took a pen and paper, brought a pony to the side and listened quietly, learning some experience, and not disturbing.

Qin Yinong glanced at her suddenly and handed her a tissue.

Tang Ruoyao: "???"

Qin Yinong came over and said in a low voice, "I didn't wipe my mouth clean after eating, there are grains of rice."

Tang Ruoyao flushed.

"Sorry." She was so embarrassed that she hurriedly wiped it with the paper, but she didn't feel anything strange on her mouth, so she took off the tissue and she was clean. When he raised his head again, he suddenly understood Qin Yinong's gloating smile.

Qin Yinong was playing with her.

Tang Ruoyao was angry, and couldn't stop the sweetness in his heart. I never saw Qin Yinong teasing others on the set.

Han Yuping flicked the script with his fingers, snapped, and said in a pointed voice: "A few actors, please concentrate, don't always talk about love."

Qin and Tang glanced at each other, and at the same time they staggered their gazes embarrassingly.

Qin Yinong calmed down quickly, and his backhand was a script that slammed Han Yuping's arm in a serious manner, and said sternly: "Director Han, if you say you make fun of me, let me forget it. The kid is thin-skinned, don't make jokes."

Han Yuping is not worried: "Then you can discuss it carefully, your soul will be hooked away as soon as Tang Ruoyao arrives."

Qin Yi hissed thickly and said with a toothache, "When did I—"

Han Yuping interrupted her with a sullen face: "Talk about the script! Would you like to try another nonsense?"

Qin Yinong closed his mouth angrily, his cheeks bulging.

oppressive rule.

Tang Ruoyao lowered his head and smiled.

She thought: Did Qin Yinong really get hooked as soon as she saw her soul?

Tang Ruoyao had no scenes at night, so he came to be a complete audience.

After the four people had a short meeting, Qin Yinong returned to the dressing room to continue her makeup. The lights were dimmed, even eerie, and the atmosphere suddenly became gloomy.

Tang Ruoyao memorized the script very well, including other characters. She knew that the plot to be filmed later was that Xu Shiming was drunk and opened the door. Shen Muqing stayed in the house with her children. He came out when she heard the movement, took off her coat for Xu Shiming, and performed the duty of a wife’s persuasion, gently encouraging each other, and re Cheer up, he is the head of the family upright, as long as he is serious about doing one thing, he will naturally be able to catch it.

A perfect wife, no one can do better than her.

She made sober tea for Xu Shiming in advance, brought it up, and was knocked to the ground.

Then there was an unexpected addition of fists and kicks.

Tang Ruoyao's heart was tight, she felt suffocated just to imagine that Qin Yinong was going to perform this scene, let alone watch it with her own eyes later. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her rush to beat Dai Yongqing violently.

The assistant director finally confirmed the lighting and camera positions, and made an "OK" gesture. Han Yuping raised the loudspeaker and sat behind the monitor with a serious expression: "All departments and actors are in place."

Field record hits the board: "The first time in "Natural Colors"... the first time, action!"

The door was knocked open.

Shen Muqing turned his head, with a panic, and softly coaxed a few words to his son who was almost awakened, and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

The incandescent light bulb in the living room has been used for several years, and the light is not brighter than before. Under the dim light, an adult man came in at the door slantingly. His beard was scumbag, his eyes were black and he was sluggish with drinking all day long.

Shen Muqing walked over and held the man's arm. The woman was weak, she struggled to help her husband onto the sofa, took off the crumpled coat, put it aside, and planned to clean it tomorrow morning.

The man is full of alcohol, and Shen Muqing, who loves cleanliness, feels uncomfortable and frowns slightly.

Xu Shiming suddenly raised his head and glanced at his wife, and the dark bird in his eyes flashed by.

Shen Muqing didn't notice anything, rubbing his sour arm and went into the kitchen.

...

The script has been reprocessed, and there are fewer lines than the original, but Qin Yinong and Dai Yongqing are both old drama bones who have been in the film for many years. Sometimes they don't say the lines, but the drama appears more tension.

Tang Ruoyao bit his lower lip and squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

Shen Muqing carefully brought out the sober tea, blew the heat on it, and reminded her husband softly, "Drink slowly, it's a bit hot."

Xu Shiming didn't answer. He lowered his head, his face hidden in the shadows, his expression couldn't be seen clearly, the corner of his lips twitched sarcastically, and he asked coldly, "What did you do this afternoon?"

Shen Muqing twisted her eyebrows slightly, thinking back: "I'm at home."

"At home?" Xu Shiming sneered, and suddenly kicked towards the coffee table with a loud bang.

Shen Muqing looked back at the bedroom nervously.

Don't wake up your son.

Xu Shiming got up violently, picked up Shen Muqing's collar, and knocked over the bowl of sober tea in her hand. Shen Muqing instinctively screamed, and dodged quickly to prevent the hot tea from splashing on her hands.

"Are you hiding a wild man at home?!" Xu Shiming tightened his five fingers, and Shen Muqing was forced to look up.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, there is Xiao Di in it."

Xu Shiming focused his eyes for a short while, driven by alcohol and jealousy, he became muddy again, and said angrily: "Don't pretend to be Lao Tzu, what are you doing at Lao Ma's this afternoon? Did you fall in love with him?!"

Shen Muqing was taken aback, and softly explained: "I am going to borrow something from Ma's wife, but she is not at home, I—"

Before she could finish her words, she was violently pinched to the ground by the man, and hit the coffee table in the back of her head, making her dizzy. She shook her head and tried to stand up again, when the man drew closer, and her throat was firmly strangled by the palm of an iron clamp.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared lowly:

"Didn't you say you've been at home?!"

Shen Muqing had difficulty breathing, could not speak, slapped his arm, struggling to resist.

...

Actors know how to start, and it is impossible to pinch them to death. How realistic they can act depends on the actor's own ability.

Ordinary actors will express the process of suffocation by holding their breath, suffocating their red face, and violently tapping their hands, which strongly stimulates the audience's hearing and vision. Many people can act, but when Qin Yinong was acting, everyone on the scene slapped their scalps at the same time, and they didn't dare to face it.

Qin Yinong follows the principle of "the most advanced performance is reality". She has made detailed preparations in advance, and her performance is infinitely closer to reality.

She has a gradual process to perfectly restore the phenomenon of strangulation. From the beginning of breathing difficulties and tightness, to the real suffocation, Qin Yinong's entire face turned purple due to lack of oxygen, and his beautiful facial features were twisted. It was a fish stranded on the beach. At the moment before dying, it opened its mouth wide, but couldn't breathe fresh air, so the veins on its side neck twitched gently and irregularly.

She didn't seem to see anything in her eyes anymore, she went straight up, and her throat made the "hoho" sound that a dying person would have.

Dai Yongqing knew that he didn't use much strength at all, but Qin Yinong struggled under his hands, and the pressure of the gradual loss of life was so clear that there was a chill on the soles of his feet, and the hairs on the back of his neck were erected one by one, almost subconsciously. He loosened Qin Yi's thin, fragile neck.

Behind the monitor, Han Yuping frowned and said coldly: "Ka, ng."

Everyone at the scene had a flower in front of them, and a figure rushed up faster than everyone else.

Before Tang Ruoyao could reach out to support Qin Yinong who was sitting on the ground, Qin Yinong blocked her with one hand, and said hoarsely, "What's the mess?"

Guan Han handed over a bottle of water, Qin Yi moisturized his throat, his face slowly returned to normal ruddy, the hideous veins calmed down, Fang looked at Tang Ruoyao who was at a loss, and said with a smile: "What are you doing? Thought I was going to die?"

Tang Ruoyao stood awkwardly, her lips pale.

Qin Yinong: "Take a hand."

Tang Ruoyao hurriedly stretched out his hand.

Qin Yinong stood up with the strength of her arm.

Dai Yongqing apologized to Qin Yinong for causing an oolong incident.

Qin Yi strongly waved his hand.

Han Yuping didn't have a good face, so he cursed when he came over. Dai Yongqing almost couldn't lift his head. Qin Yinong came out to round the scene and said, "Hurry up and take another shot."

Han Yuping cursed and left.

Ready to retake.

Qin Yinong kindly persuaded Tang Ruoyao: "Next, don't watch it." She was afraid that Tang Ruoyao's fragile little heart could not bear it.

Tang Ruoyao pursed his lips, his expression stubborn.

Qin Yinong was helpless: "...Alright, but you remember that this is all acting, don't get into the act too much."

Tang Ruoyao nodded, a little pitiful.

Qin Yinong tilted his head, his heart weakened.

When Qin Yinong reacted, her hand was already on Tang Ruoyao's hair, unable to advance or retreat, so she rubbed her head and coaxed softly, "Be good."

It feels good.

Qin Yinong thought.

"The first... second time of "Natural Colors", action!"

Shen Muqing was let go by the man a second before suffocating, knelt on the ground and coughed violently.

The man rushed up, grabbed her hair and lifted her head up, Shen Muqing's lungs were torn like a pain, and he was breathing heavily on his back.

The man raised his hand and gave a crisp slap in the face.

Shen Muqing was beaten to the side, and was violently pulled back by the man, forcing her to stare at the man's angry eyes.

"I think I'm useless, isn't it?!"

"Cuckold Laozi?!"

"Have you been **** by him? Say it!"

The corner of Shen Muqing's mouth was broken, blood was overflowing, and his cheeks swelled up high, his palm prints were shocking, like a body whose soul had been emptied, his eyes were dull, and he silently faced her husband's questioning.

But what greeted her was more and more violent behavior, and fists fell like rain.

She didn't understand why her husband, who used to be polite and respectful as a guest, suddenly became the stranger now.

This is what everyone said, is it all like this?

...

After Xu Shiming vented, he kicked the woman on the ground and fell asleep on the sofa with his head covered.

Shen Muqing curled up on the ground for a long time before slowly getting up. Her whole body was hurt, and she didn't know where she was hurt, or where she was hurt. Every movement made her gasp gently. There was a mess on the ground, and she got up in silence to tidy up, straightened the fallen chair, tidy up the messy coffee table, and covered her husband with a thin blanket.

The man's heavy snoring sounded in her ears, which were clearly far apart, but she shuddered with fear, and then drew farther away. The cold moonlight came in from the window, and she stood in the empty living room, thinking of the girl who had kissed her tenderly for no reason, and her eyes blushed.

...

Han Yuping: "Card."

Qin Yinong immediately surrounded a circle of people, who wiped her with artificial plasma and showed her the wound. The assistants and staff went round and round. Dai Yongqing quickly bowed and apologized: "Excuse me, Mrs. Qin, the action is heavy, are you okay? "

Qin Yinong waved his hand: "It's okay."

Slap is a borrowing, otherwise, according to the intensity of the play, I don’t know how long it will take after a slap. But since the effect was to be realistic, Qin Yinong was inevitably blown by the palm of the wind, leaving a few faint finger marks on his face, slightly tingling.

Han Yuping came over and asked Qin Yinong with rare concern: "Is it all right?"

"It's okay." Qin Yinong returned to him as usual.

She was absent-minded, turned her head and looked around, and found that the person who should appear the most was not there.

Where is Tang Ruoyao?

Han Yuping took a shot and announced that he had passed it.

Qin Yinong paused to remove her makeup, and only did a simple cleanup, stepped past the crowd and walked in the direction of Tang Ruoyao.

Tang Ruoyao sat in her position, with his head drooping motionless.

Her hands and feet are now numb, her teeth are clenched, and she can hardly stand up.

She knew that she was too deep into the play, so she hadn't dared to move, she didn't dare to surround her like everyone else, for fear that she couldn't help crying in front of Qin Yinong. She clenched her fist and slowly adjusted her mind.

"Children." A lazy chuckle suddenly came from the top of his head.

Tang Ruoyao froze, still did not look up.

Qin Yinong was surprised, and touched Tang Ruoyao's chin with his fingers, trying to lift her face, only to encounter unprecedented resistance.

Tang Ruoyao's chin was not very fleshy, and he pierced Qin Yinong's palm sharply. Qin Yinong just played a scene in which despite various borrowings, he was really beaten. His pain nerves were extremely sensitive and he couldn't help but gasp. Said: "It hurts, loose... the jaw."

Tang Ruoyao relaxed and obediently, Qin Yinong lifted her face smoothly.

At a glance, he was stunned.

Tang Ruoyao raised his hand and wiped his red eyes, and muttered, "Don't look."

Qin Yinong was filming, and she was crying below, which was too embarrassing.

"Also, you quickly remove your makeup." Tang Ruoyao relied on petting and said, "Otherwise I will cry again."

Qin Yinong couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, you watch me unload." She waved to the makeup artist, who came over and removed her makeup on the spot. All blood stains and slap marks were gone, and it was a clean face again.

"Is this all right?" Qin Yinong didn't notice, her tone of indulgence was unprecedented.

Tang Ruoyao glanced at her from his fingers: "Okay." Putting down his hand.

Qin Yinong joked with her: "I should have asked Director Han to prepare a camera position just now, and film the part where you cry, so I can save it later."

After Han Zifei knew that Shen Muqing was subjected to domestic violence, one night she heard the movement of the next door with her own ears. She took her father to stop Xu Shiming. After that, she was alone in the room, holding her knees and crying bitterly.

Tang Ruoyao adjusted back, but he was still heavy, ignoring her jokes and staring down silently.

"You kid's psychological endurance is too weak, right?" Qin Yinong deliberately mocked.

Tang Ruoyao subconsciously refuted: "I'm just—"

"Just what?"

I don't see you being wronged, whether in or out of the play. Tang Ruoyao swallowed what was in his heart, and Gu left and right said to him: "The feudalism is not superficial to poisoning people, so you don't get a divorce."

"There are many people like this." Qin Yinong rubbed his cold fingers, and the set winds up again.

Tang Ruoyao's heart suddenly moved, and he glanced sideways at Qin Yinong.

Her eyes looked far away, with a faint sarcasm in her tone, as if she knew it firsthand.

Suddenly there was a cry of children on the set.

The two looked over at the same time. It turned out that it was a young actor who played Xu Di, the son of Shen Muqing. He also followed Qin Yinong in the night scene. At this moment, he didn't know why, and started to cry.

Tang Ruoyao withdrew his gaze, and sighed with emotion: "In such a family, children are the most pitiful."

Qin Yinong had a look, put his hand in his pocket, straightened up, and said lightly: "I have something wrong."

Tang Ruoyao: "Huh?"

Qin Yinong had left without looking back.

Tang Ruoyao blinked his eyelashes and frowned slowly.

Did she say anything inappropriate?

family?

Qin Yinong closed her eyes in the nanny car back to the hotel, and masochistically showed Qin Hongjian's vague but hideous face over and over again, and then merged with the clear face of Dai Yongqing on the set. For a long time, she spit out a deep mouth. Muddy, open your eyes.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

Drama is always a drama, and it is not so easy to replace the shadows in the memory of reality.

take it easy.

Qin Yinong shook his head.

Tang Ruoyao came to borrow the hair dryer that night, and he really didn't even bother to think about new excuses. But Qin Yinong was not in a good mood, and unconsciously got into a temper with her, and said coldly, "No."

Tang Ruoyao was stunned.

Qin Yinong closed the door, and after a while, knocked on her door to deliver the hair dryer.

Tang Ruoyao: "???"

She felt like riding a roller coaster this night, flying up and down.

Qin Yinong recalled Tang Ruoyao's brilliant expression just now, bowed his head and took a sip of wine, and smiled slightly.

But the mood rise was only a moment. She was awakened by nightmares after falling asleep hard, her hands and feet were cold and she was covered in night sweats, and her heartbeat was fierce, as if she was about to crush her heart.

In the dark and quiet hotel room, Qin Yinong stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, clutching her aching heart, and could only hear her gasping for a while.

Qin Yinong slid away from the phone screen, her pale face illuminated by the fluorescence.

At four o'clock in the morning, it was less than two hours before she fell asleep.

Qin Yinong closed his eyes, turned on the light, and dragged his sour feet up to pour water.

She stood against the wall for a while, her gaze swept to the direction of the door, her sluggish eyes moved, and her eyes lowered. On the opposite side of this door, Tang Ruoyao lived.

She suddenly felt the same mood as Shen Muqing.

If she met her earlier, she wouldn't have to be three years earlier, even if it was only a year, she would have the courage to take the initiative to knock on the door of the room.

But if it was really a year earlier, she and Tang Ruoyao might not be tied together like they are now.

Well, it's fate.

Qin Yinong opened the corners of his lips and smiled, and touched his cold forehead with a touch of his hand. He slid back into the quilt. After tossing and turning for a while, he opened WeChat with his fingers and sent Tang Ruoyao a red envelope.

It's so late, the other party must have fallen asleep.

The instant the red envelope was sent out, a system message popped up: [Tang Ruoyao received your red envelope]

The author has something to say:

Tang Tang: I'll just go in and be mad at her!