Li Zhiqing reflexively approached the wall for half a step, turned to look at the door, the arc of his mouth was not reduced by half, but his eyes were alert.
The one who led the door was a short and squat woman with short hair. She stared at Li Zhiqing with scorching eyes. She tapped her fingers very quickly at him. She spoke very strongly: "That's him, better than the previous one!"
A woman is a crew screenwriter, she is not well-known, but her works are popular, and many of them are made into movies and televisions. They are acquaintances with many small directors, plus they are cousins with producers or cousins.
"You're all right, let's mix up again." When the director saw her, his brain ached, and when he glanced at Li Zhiqing next to him, his head hurt even more.
Group acting and group acting, the better to say it is called the extra actor, the awkward point is just the live props of the crew, which serves as a foil to the important actors while the plot is full.
Most people take it for granted that celebrities are handsome and have good acting skills, but ordinary passersby are good looking and can act.
If the other party can change a face that is only beautiful, he doesn't need to hesitate for a second to make a decision.But the problem is that Li Zhiqing's looks are really eye-catching, and his acting skills are not stubborn.
The consequence of using him as a small role is that it is possible to draw the audience's attention away from Cheng Jiarun who is in the opposite scene, and it may also cover the surprise of Jiarun's cameo, so that the newcomer can't wipe his face.
The entertainment industry is a place where relationships overlap. In the final analysis, they are afraid of offending the team behind Cheng Jiarun.If the opposing scene is also an ordinary group performer, the director is happy to use Li Zhiqing's face to please the audience, but when he changes to Cheng Jiarun, he would rather use a wooden knot.
"Who do you show this bitter look?" The screenwriter didn't expect Cheng Jiarun's stubbornness. He walked over and smashed the rolled script on the director's shoulder. "What a good boy, what are you not satisfied with."
The director gave her an angry glance, not wanting to pay attention to her at all.
The screenwriter immediately stared at something to say, and was grabbed by the assistant director, and whispered to remind him: "It's Cheng Jiarun, Cheng Jiarun."
The name "Cheng Jiarun" is like a bucket of cold water that has just been punched out of a well, directly flushing what the screenwriter has not said down his throat.Even if she felt it was a pity, she had to regress and compromise. Before she could sigh, the few people behind walked in.
"That's right, what else do you dissatisfied with, Director Deng." Cheng Jiarun has already put on her makeup, and when she enters the door, she casually lifted up her skirt, showing no contrived gesture.
She didn't show up, and she had a back-sight halo added to her, and she became acquainted with other actors only when she arrived on the set.
When Li Zhiqing was performing just now, they stood by another window and did not bother. Cheng Jiarun watched together indifferently at first, but I don’t know where Li Zhiqing touched her in the performance. Cheng Jiarun “slapped” her hand on the window frame. Suddenly, the protagonists next to him couldn't help but aim at her from the sidelines.
All of them are people on the set. Cheng Jiarun's eyes towards the young man can see clearly, and he obviously admires him very much.As for the face or acting, each has its own ideas.
Now she opened up her words, and the people who knew her well also smiled and helped.
Li Zhiqing still had doubts about the previous chill. He smiled politely at the window, looked at the crowd again and again, and turned his gaze outside the door, but he couldn't find the uncomfortable sight behind him. Secretly rubbed the copper coins hanging between his wrists with his fingers, and gradually loosened the tight string.
This copper coin came from when he hit Tang Shun, and it was carried close to his body since he remembered it. It is said to be a good thing to exorcise evil spirits. In the past, you had to respond to any serious strange things. Now it falls quietly. It's not like what went wrong around.
The doors and windows of this room are wide open, and the wind whirls in from time to time. Maybe it is his nerves that was blown by the cold wind.
"It's not that there is a substitute on the head of the group, it's not easy to change." The director put out the words half-jokingly, and the deputy director reacted quickly, and followed up haha.
Cheng Jiarun naturally knew what the crew was worried about and smiled carelessly: "How can acting be on a first-come, first-served basis?
"I heard that Sister Cheng was a substitute when she first entered the circle, what's the matter, now she is nostalgic for her talents?" The man who played the male lead laughed in cooperation.
"I admit that I'm sorry, nostalgia is avoided, and I'm not old." The other party and Cheng Jiarun were in the same company, and they accepted the favor of Cheng Jiarun before signing the contract, and they also strongly praised him. Cheng Jiarun has a good relationship with him. His arms burst into laughter.
The two of them quarreled one sentence after another, sounding not funny, but others had to pretend to be happy.
It's not that they deliberately joked and made embarrassment, but simply to give the directors a step down and let them keep people without any burden.
When Song Junlin heard that Li Zhiqing was about to stay in the act, his jaw was about to be dislocated. Then he was happy for him and hung his shoulders cheerfully: "I said with your face, you must have a chance to be on the camera!"
"You should be able to stay," Li Zhiqing remembered that he said that he often helped the crew and became a half-familiar face. "If you are not in a hurry to deliver the food, you can wait for me in front."
"Okay, I'll be your assistant." Song Junlin promised.
"What assistant, I'm asking you to observe the shooting process." Li Zhiqing glanced at him helplessly, and was called to the large dressing room before he could say more.
Song Junlin was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help laughing twice when he understood what the other party meant.
He used to spend most of his activities in the backyard, and he had no chance or reason to wander in front. He only took a peek at the details of the shooting process on the spot, and gained only limited gain.When he was chatting, it was a pity that he only casually said something, but he didn't expect to be remembered by the other party, which made his heart warm.
When Li Zhiqing went to put on makeup, he acted as a field clerk to help as usual. By the way, he took a look around on the set. When Li Zhiqing came out of the dressing room, his eyes widened.
Song Junlin was not the only one who was standing in the corridor.
The long-sleeved long shirt set off his already tall and straight figure more handsome and slender, like a few hair pieces on his head, a lot of hair volume, after a little pull, he slid down in a white dress. , The gloss texture is a bit better than the fine silk.
Although his facial features are much more three-dimensional than ordinary people, they are not as extreme and profound as Westerners. They have the gentleness and softness unique to Easterners. After being deliberately deepened, they directly erase the affinity that comes from life. He looks up. Just cut off the distance from the cloud to the ground.He had a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised up, which added a bit of popularity to him, but it was more like it.
Song Junlin stammered at this time: "Daqing you, you are too suitable for this appearance."
Li Zhiqing tucked up one sleeve of his clothes, loosened the braided rope with the copper coin, and buckled the middle of his forearm to prevent it from accidentally being exposed during shooting.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Song Junlin, who was a little silly. He was about to speak when he found that the other person's expression was suddenly startled, and his eyes went over his shoulder and looked back.
Li Zhiqing turned his head subconsciously. Before he could see the person, the other party had already walked forward with a grin, put one hand on his shoulder, and handed a few pages of paper in front of him with the other hand. There were a few fragments and a few pieces of Li Zhiqing's appearance. The lines of the line are simply bound, and they look light and fluttering: "Li Zhiqing, right, this is your script."
Li Zhiqing was taken aback when he recognized the person, and then moved aside for a while, pulling a short distance, and at the same time receiving the script with both hands, thanking him with a smile.
Chen Yipei, the male lead of the crew, will come to give a small supporting role a script, and not only as an errand, but even the name of the small person can be remembered.
If you change to other group performances, it would be flattered to be treated like this by the lead actor.
"In the past, I was scheduled to lose to other players when I participated in the competition. It happened that Sister Cheng came as a guest and was bumped into by her. She was also helping me to speak, otherwise I would have been banned and I would have no chance to sign the company." Said, "We have been helped by Sister Cheng, the experience is quite similar."
Li Zhiqing didn't say anything, just looked at him and laughed.
"You have such a good appearance. We may meet again in the future. Let me know in advance. My name is Chen Yipei." Before Li Zhiqing spoke, Chen Yipei reported his own age, "I should be older than you? How much younger than me. year old?"
This question is really straightforward, and Li Zhiqing cannot avoid it: "Four years old."
"You fit my eyes too much, really." Chen Yipei grinned, "What constellation are you? We must have a good match."
"Sorry, I don't pay much attention to constellations."
"Then when is your birthday? I'll take a look for you."
Li Zhiqing had reservations about people who didn't know him. He briefly looked next to him and pretended to think, and apologized after a moment: "I rarely celebrate my birthday, so I can't remember."
Chen Yipei’s face just showed disappointment, and Song Junlin, who had been standing quietly next to him, suddenly reminded: “Last month on the 9th! I remember it clearly.”
Li Zhiqing looked at Song Junlin with a confident look, feeling helpless.
"No, it's the same day as me?" Chen Yipei was surprised and overjoyed, "What time? Wouldn't it be the same as me?"
Li Zhiqing immediately shook his head: "This is not clear."
Chen Yipei wanted to ask again, but unfortunately someone called him in the distance, so he could only swallow the question, and asked Li Zhiqing to read the script and record the lines, and hurried to the other end of the corridor.
"Don't you even know when you were born? When you were a kid, you didn't have a fortune-telling?" Song Junlin pulled back the gaze stuck on Chen Yipei's back and looked at Li Zhiqing. "This thing is related to the eight characters, it's quite mysterious. , Next time you ask your family."
Li Zhiqing sighed and slapped Song Junlin's back hard, completely impressed by his rough nerves.
Of course he knew about the birth date. It was precisely because of this that he was reluctant to answer questions about the date of birth and even time. He was able to talk frankly with Song Junlin because Song Junlin passed the pass by Tang Shunshi, and others couldn’t help him to guard it. Wan Who knows what will be done when you encounter a poor-intentioned knowledgeable pedestrian.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiqing stunned, turned to Song Junlin to borrow his mobile phone, opened the browser, typed Chen Yipei's name in the search box, and clicked on his encyclopedia.
Song Junlin tilted his head to look, and said in a suspicious "Huh?" "His birthday is at the beginning of the year. How do you say the same day as you? Later, he is obviously five years older than you!"
The voice fell, and a loud reminder came from the shooting scene to start work.
Li Zhiqing curled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes reflected the blocky light of the screen, making his pupils especially lustrous and transparent.
As for the soft smile that had always been lingering before, it had disappeared a little bit.
The author has something to say: The old Dragon God boss stood up like: Someone wants to do something.
Fan clutching the script: You can't wait until you come out!
The old dragon god walked out murderously.
Fan: Your daughter-in-law told you to wait and he has to film!
The old dragon god quickly turned around and sat back: Oh.