After more than two weeks of rain, most of the communities that were filming were flooded, and the crew's shooting plan was directly disrupted. Jiang Yin also flew to Wuhan to meet. Fortunately, the previous shooting was arranged very tightly. The content originally planned to be filmed for two months was compressed to one and a half months, leaving a lot of space for subsequent changes.

"So shoot the plot later?" Xia Xiqing couldn't help but feel a little worried, "But this Zhou Ziheng's body shape..."

"Yes." Zhou Ziheng answered the words directly, "I will work hard to lose weight these days, and with makeup, I don't think there is too much question."

"There is nothing to do, otherwise we will not be able to catch up with the Berlin Film Festival." Kuncheng touched his chin and sighed.

Jiang Yin held a pen in her hand and gently clicked on the desktop, "Stop talking about the film festival, this is all a story. The scheduled date we originally planned was World AIDS Day on December 1st. It matched the meaning and the machine was also good. After Double Eleven, we avoided the strong period before the Double Day Festival. However, at least two months of post-production production will be reserved, plus the room for review. You can do it."

Zhou Ziheng frowned, "The filming was finished in August at the latest."

But it's one week before July, and it's too nervous.

"If you don't add the camera, you can finish the film smoothly." Director Kun looked at the schedule of the scenes, "There are not many left, there are not many more scenes."

During these days when it rains, the group finished filming all the scenes that needed rain, and even the deputy director joked, "This is the most cost-effective group I have ever joined. The scenes of rain are all real rain."

They had just transferred to the convenience store where Jiang Tong worked in the play. The venue and the staff were being arranged. Xia Xiqing and the deputy director stood aside and waited. When they heard the deputy director joke, Xia Xiqing also said, "Wuhan is this, it's actually better in the past two years."

It happened that Zhou Ziheng, who had just finished makeup, came over and stood beside Xia Xiqing. He heard him continue, "When I was in high school, I was flooded at any time. The stadium was low and it was flooded into a lake. The cars on the road were like boats. I also found a fish on the road."

As he said that, Zhou Ziheng laughed first, "Where is you drowning?"

"My waiting time is a little shorter than that, but it's almost 1.8 meters tall. The most powerful waiting time is over the knee." Xia Xiqing leaned against the mouth and recalled, "There are many boys in the class carrying girls out and put them on the bus stop or something." As he said that, he suddenly laughed, "The waiting time time is almost carried back by Chenchen. He felt embarrassed and refused to agree, and the two almost started arguing."

The deputy director laughed, "Xi Qing, didn't you take the opportunity to recite the lesbian in the class?"

Zhou Ziheng imagined the scene, turned his face to see Xia Xiqing, and smiled like a fun, "Ah, what about you?"

"Me?" Xia Xiqing smiled angrily, "I don't even care about it myself. Whoever is so idle that I can carry them? I wish someone would carry me. Every time it rains, I will make several pairs of sneakers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Ziheng giggling silly, and even the assistant director was a little confused.

Is it that funny?

When the assistant director went to work on other things and left, Zhou Ziheng hit Xia Xiqing with his shoulder, "I'll carry you."

Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, and happened to be calling his name by the venue. He replied, stuffed half of the coffee in his hand into Zhou Ziheng's hand, and prepared to go to the director's place.

"If you don't let you carry it, will you carry it?"

Qingpiaopiao left this sentence, Xiaoxiao held an umbrella and picked up Xia Xiqing, leaving Zhou Ziheng and others smiling foolishly.

Standing next to Director Kun, Guo Yang, another actor who has just joined the group, is a handsome male actor in his forties. With the straight suit in the play, it is easy for people to have a good impression of him. The night of the meeting, Xia Xiqing had already met him, and the two of them had already had the show in advance.

"Luckily, I'm a tall man too," Guo Yang laughed, 1.9 meters tall, "Otherwise, Jiang Tong's tall man wouldn't be able to play a weak man in front of ordinary people."

Kuncheng also laughed, "This is the highest average male actor I've ever filmed. I feel like I've lost my pit every day."

Guo Yang has been struggling in the entertainment industry for many years. He was unsuccessful in his early years and never became famous. However, after entering middle age, he has won the love of many young female fans because of his elegant temperament and superb acting skills.

In this drama, he plays Cheng Qiming, a corporate executive who noticed Jiang Tong because he bought cigarettes in a convenience store. When he saw Jiang Tong, he thought of his younger brother. He was very good and often came to see him in the name of buying things. He would bring gifts when he was on business trips.

Jiang Tongyi was initially resistant, but gradually he was willing to accept his kindness. Then, he accompanied Gao Kun for the test and learned from the doctor that the virus in his body had developed resistance to drugs and was very likely to be contagious. His human body had already taken medicine and had a resistance reaction. He took medicine late and had almost no immunity. If he wanted to continue treatment, relying on the first-line medicine distributed by the state for free was far from enough, but they had no money to buy medicine at their own expense.

Seeing Gao Kun being hospitalized due to complications and high fever, Jiang Tong worked hard but still couldn't help him. He borrowed money from Cheng Qiming for help. It happened that Gao Kun and Lingling were mixed together, and the two of them saw Cheng Qiming's exclusive interview when they read the magazine.

Then, Hou Lingling also mentioned gossip, "Listen to me, a little sister who works in a high-level club, said that this man doesn't like little girls, so he finds the ducklings in the club to accompany him to drink."

Gao Kun misunderstood Jiang Tong and the two had a big fight.

This is the scene they need to finish today, and it is also the last rain scene in this film.

"Jiang Tong is here, just right, let's talk about it together. This is a two-personal drama plus a conflicting drama." A little assistant held an umbrella for Director Kun, and he walked outside the glass. "We will use a few shots from different angles later. One is outside this. So if you move, pay attention and try to make this camera take a clear shot."

After explaining it a few times, Kuncheng returned to the monitor.

"I'm ready to take the first one."

"The first time in the 74th scene of "Stalking", action!"

At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Tong, who had succeeded two young men, had moved more than a dozen boxes of goods in a row, filling the gaps on the shelves one by one. He was afraid of strangers, and he heard that it was inconvenient and could not be a cashier, so he did some harder and more tiring work.

The cashier’s colleague Aqi suddenly walked over with his stomach covering his stomach, patted his shoulder, and said loudly, “Jiang Tong, I’m going to the toilet, my stomach hurts so much. Please help me stand at the counter, thank you.”

Jiang Tong lowered his head halfway, took off his gloves and put them in his pocket to the counter. Fortunately, there were no one in the early morning, so he didn't have to be too burdened.

Who knew that as soon as he thought about this, the automatic welcome voice of the convenience store sounded. Jiang Tong raised his head slowly and lowered quickly. In his sight, there were legs in expensive suits.

The customer received a cup of coffee, stood at the counter, and said kindly, "Hello, please let me know my bag of Yellow Crane Tower full of stars."

The voice of the party was really gentle. Jiang Tong heard the three words Huanghelou, and hurriedly squatted down. He found a pack, lowered his head and pushed it over.

"No, I think there are stars all over the sky, blue soft packs."

Blue.

Jiang Tongzhi found the wrong thing by himself, and then squatted down to find the blue Yellow Crane Tower, handed the customer with both hands, and said stutteringly, "I can't afford it," and very quietly."

The hands that took the cigarette were clean and the nails were neatly trimmed.

"Thank you, how much does it cost?"

Jiang Tong glanced up cautiously, saw the numbers on the screen, and struggled to report to the guests standing in front of him.

He took out a 100-yuan banknote from his wallet and handed it to Jiang Tong, waiting patiently for him to make changes, and finally said thank you and pushed him to leave.

When the automatic voice of the mouth ended, Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked up, he saw a half shadow under a black umbrella and pulled the car into it.

“cut!”

Although Kuncheng has a good personality, he is very good at filming. He has filmed this cigarette-buying scene eleven times. In fact, he was also puzzled. Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng had a lot of tension in the same scene, but he always owe something to others. He always worked hard for a while before he found that feeling.

"Wait for those scenes, these are the scenes that Jiang Tong and Cheng Qiming are gradually getting familiar with. You show a sense of attachment that is similar to your father, but the scale is not too much, so you can grasp it well."

When Xia Xiqing heard Kuncheng say this, he found it even more difficult.

Children who lack fatherly love since childhood often have two personality tendencies when they grow up. One is the extreme desire for the fatherly love complex, and always expect to find similar alternative emotions from others, and the other is the disgust of fatherly love and similar emotions.

Xia Xiqing was obviously the latter, and letting him play the former was a completely different leap.

After gritting the bullet and acting a few times, Director Kun still felt dissatisfied, "Your eyes are soft, and there is no such dependence that he has opened up."

After talking about the joke for a long time, Zhou Ziheng, who was standing aside, also participated in the discussion, "Director, do you really think Jiang Tong is Cheng Qiming? Although I look at it from Gao Kun's perspective, I think Jiang Tong actually relies on for Gao Kun. If he had not had to, he would not seek help from Cheng Qiming."

The two almost started arguing because of the roles, but this was already common in the crew. Everyone did their own things and no one intervened. When the two said they were unfair, Xia Xiqing finally expressed his own views.

"If he really had Cheng Qiming's dependence, he would have told him early in the morning that Gao Kun was sick. He had been hiding and hiding it, which was actually a kind of distrust." As he said that, he paused again, "What's more, in the living environment like Jiang Tong, he saw his mother bringing all kinds of adult men home since childhood, and he was a little unhappy and scolding. I think it would be unrealistic for a middle-aged man to feel dependent on this environment."

Zhou Ziheng looked at him worriedly, and reiterated his ideas to Kuncheng. Even Guo Yang, who was watching the game, stood in the team. "Actually, I think their analysis is more reasonable. If I were asked to play Jiang Tong, I would be more afraid and cringe." He began to joke again, "But I play middle-aged Jiang Tong hahaha."

Kuncheng then compromised, feeling that his thinking was a bit biased, but he has always been a director who is willing to accept the actor's advice. Filming was originally a team creation, and the director may not feel more deeply than the actor's role.

"Then let's do it again according to this idea."

Three or four more shots were taken, and Zhou Ziheng stared at the monitor, looking at the emotions in Xia Xiqing's eyes in the camera. For Xia Xiqing, pretending to be weak is not difficult at all. With his face, there is no sense of incongruity at all, but it is amazing that in Cheng Qiming's eyes, in addition to timidity and cringe, there is also a complex emotion, the discomfort of accepting the kindness of others, and the stubbornness hidden in his bones.

Those emotions belong to Xia Xiqing.

"Okay." Director Kun glanced at his watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning. "We can hurry up and we can't take pictures at dawn."

The last scene was a conflict scene in which Gao Kun participated. The stylist took Guo Yang down to change clothes, the makeup artist came up to make up Xia Xiqing, and Zhou Ziheng helped him play.

As he spoke the lines, Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng. His face looked very ugly. Herpes on the corner of his mouth on his right were broken. His eye sockets were deep, his face was unhealthy yellow, and his neck lymph was swollen. Although he knew that this was the credit of the makeup artist, he couldn't say why. He felt pain just by looking at Xia Xiqing.

"Don't look at me." Zhou Ziheng covered his face with the script.

"Don't look at him," the makeup artist held Xia Xiqing's chin with his hands, "I can't even put on makeup when I just watched him."

"Who sees him?" Xia Xiqing turned his head and heard Zhou Ziheng laughing beside him.

He suddenly remembered that his first time was to prevent other young actors from filming with Zhou Ziheng and he had to disrupt the situation. Thinking of this, he was really stupid at the beginning.

But if he doesn't come, they may be in a relationship that cannot be broken.

"The first time in the 76th scene of "Stalking", action!"

It was raining heavily. After moving the goods, Jiang Tong quietly entered the employee lounge, took off his coat and sucked some water with a towel, and then put it on again.

When he closed the lattice cabinet, he saw the bento box and a small box of chocolate inside.

After this night, I bought a hot three-fresh bean curd tomorrow morning and took it to the hospital to find Gao Kun. Jiang Tong closed the cabinet, took out his cell phone and took a look at the room. When he was about to put it back, a text message came. He hurriedly stuffed his cell phone into his pants pocket, walked out of the lounge, and looked around.

There was a man in a straight suit standing outside the convenience store, still holding the dark umbrella. He leaned back and showed his face to smile at Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong glanced at the cashier. A girl who was working with him tonight was looking at the show with a dedicated work. He used the excuse to go out and saw Cheng Qiming bent over.

Cheng Qiming walked under the eaves of the convenience store, put away his umbrella, and smiled kindly, "Others have shifts, why do you work all night every day?"

The rain sounded loudly, but fortunately his voice was loud, Jiang Tong could barely hear it clearly. He lowered his head halfway, trying to explain but couldn't explain, "I...I..."

"I'm not nervous." He naturally reached out and patted Jiang Tong's thin shoulders, but Jiang Tong hid sensitively and did not look up.

"Oh," Cheng Qiming immediately changed the topic, "You said something to me, what's the matter?" Jiang Tong smelled of disinfectant water on his face, and it was obvious that he again, "Is it related to your sick friend?"

Jiang Tong understood this sentence very clearly. He nodded immediately, subconsciously trying to compare sign language, but as soon as he raised his hand, he explained to him with great difficulty, "I'm sick, sick... very serious... need a lot... money... you, you..." He was too anxious, and he choked and coughed several times. Cheng Qiming stepped forward and patted his back, "Slow down, slow down." He looked up at the convenience store, "It's not convenient to talk here, don't you go to the car to talk to me?"

Jiang Tong glanced at the car and shook his head, "I...I want to...borrow some money..." He said the last word "money" lightly. The humbleness in his bones and the embarrassment from childhood to adulthood made him unable to withdraw money openly. But he was afraid that Cheng Qiming thought he was a liar and wanted to explain it clearly to him. He took out the book and pen from his working compartment pocket, "You...you...wait...I..."

After saying that, he squatted down quickly, desperately trying to write down everything he wanted to say, what disease Gao Kun had, why he had, and why he had to be treated at his own expense. He wrote the whole story clearly, but the more he wrote, the more anxious he became, and he was trembling.

"Don't worry, come, let's get up and say." Cheng Qiming pulled Jiang Tong up, "We'd better go to the car. You can sit there. It's inconvenient to stand here."

Jiang Tong shook his head first, but he nodded again as he shook it. Ren Cheng Qiming held an umbrella, half-wrapped his shoulder and walked to the expensive car, and pulled the car gentlemanly for him.

"Come in."

As soon as Jiang Tong bent over and suddenly came out, a man came out and pulled him out with an unknown force. Jiang Tong was startled and looked up and saw that it was Gao Kun!

“High…high…”

"I'll come here." The umbrella Gao Kun was originally carrying was overturning the ground, and the rain hit his face with a crackling sound. His eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and he reached out to push Cheng Qiming, "What the hell are you doing?" After saying that, he pushed again, "Where do you want to take him?"

Cheng Qiming wanted to explain, but before Gao Kun could not explain clearly, he immediately blocked the middle of them, and was so anxious that he couldn't speak. He shouted, grabbed Gao Kun's hand, and the small notebook he had held in his hand fell to the ground.

Gao Kun suddenly thought that he had just finished the injection and had the needle on his hand, so he immediately took back his hand, but the fire in his hand could not come down, "You loosen me, loosen me!"

Jiang Tong was startled by him, grabbed his hand in his arms and looked into his eyes.

"Go home." Seeing him standing there motionless, Gao Kun yelled again, "Don't you understand human words if I ask you to go back?"

"Don't do this, he is just to help you..."

Gao Kun directly interrupted Cheng Qiming's explanation, "Did I let you talk? Please stay away from him, and don't look for others when you harm others! Don't think you have two money to waste others at will!"

Jiang Tong suddenly understood what Gao Kun meant.

He bent down silently, picked up the small notebook that was not as wet as he was, and handed it to Gao Kun without saying a word, but Gao Kun was angry and had not finished tying Cheng Qiming, so he could not care about Jiang Tong.

"I tell you! I can't even control those who like men and women, but you don't allow Jiang Tong to move! He is not like you, I'll stay away from him!" Gao Kun said as he remembered the boy he saw in epidemic prevention before. He was also innocent and was younger than Jiang Tong. He just played in a bar for one night and was drunk and infected with AIDS. He became very surprised and frightened every day.

Gao Kun pushed Jiang Tong with his elbow, "Go home, go home."

Jiang Tong's notebook was pushed off by him again, and he hurriedly picked it up again. He stood up and was about to let him fall to him, but Gao Kun fell at his feet.

He was so scared that he immediately knelt on the ground, hurriedly hugged Gao Kun's head in the heavy rain, turned his head to Cheng Qiming, and wanted to hand over the small notebook in his arms. He had no choice but to kowtow to him constantly, and his incoherent voice was cut by the heavy rain.

"Save...he...please, please...you..."

After several times of knocking, Cheng Qiming couldn't bear it. He squatted down and lifted Gao Kun into the car together, and closed the car.

"You go to the co-pilot, we have to send your friend to the emergency department."

Jiang Tong sat in the co-pilot, but almost turned around and stared at Gao Kun, who was lying in the back seat, unconscious.

Cheng Qiming glanced at him, sighed, and started the car and drove towards the hospital.

"Pass."

The filming took fourteen times before it was taken down. The three actors pulled a little in the rain. When the director called for a few stops, the assistant immediately stepped forward with an umbrella and wrapped it on their side with a bath towel. Jiang Yin and Xia Xiqing arranged a question on the road, and smiled and smiled and took him to Zhou Ziheng's RV. Anyway, it was raining heavily again in this place, and there were almost no paparazzi squatting.

"I finally finished the filming before dawn. If I continue to waste it, I will get sick." Xiaoxiao took clean clothes and hot black tea prepared early, and took off the makeup on Zhou Ziheng's face. "Xi Qing's illness has only been cured for half a month."

Xi Qing smiled and said thank you. Xiaoxiao then followed Xiao Luo to the driver's seat in front and helped them pull the curtains with great concern. "You can sleep for a while, and it will probably be dawn when you go back to the hotel."

Zhou Ziheng, who was getting on the bus, had already changed his clothes, and he was left.

"Turn around."

Zhou Ziheng looked a little smile on his face, and his voice lowered a little, "I haven't seen it from inside to outside."

Xia Xiqing was too lazy to tuggle with him, "Is it okay to love?" He quickly took off his shirt, Zhou Ziheng obediently took a towel and wiped it dry for him, and then put his short sleeves on his head.

The makeup on my face was washed away by the heavy rain, and I changed into white short-sleeved shirts. Xia Xiqing was looking very refreshed, simple and refreshing.

"I'll help you with my pants?" Zhou Ziheng picked up the pants on the table, shook them, and the next second, Xia Xiqing snatched him and glared at him fiercely.

Although he was joking, he was concerned about the assistant in the driver's seat, Zhou Ziheng turned his face away, his mind was filled with the scenes in the play just now, and his emotions were not completely removed.

Xia Xiqing changed her clothes and lay down on the sofa bed in the RV, feeling that she had been hollowed out.

Zhou Ziheng also lay down on his side, kissed Xia Xiqing in the eyes, and whispered, "It's all swollen from crying."

After hearing this, Xia Xiqing covered his eyes with the back of his hand, thinking about filming, "If it continues to swollen, it will be impossible to play tomorrow."

"Don't cover it." Zhou Ziheng kissed his hand, "You look so good when you cry, I like to watch it."

Xia Xiqing took his hand and patted his forehead, "Why do I think you are a sadistic guy? You shouldn't be sick and cute at heart?"

"Sick and cute? What is sick and cute?" Zhou Ziheng grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and kissed him again.

"Is it..." How to explain it? Xia Xiqing thought about it and felt that he couldn't explain it clearly, "Forget it, you go back and check it." He looked at Zhou Ziheng, who had lost a lot of weight, and seemed to have lost a little of the general attack aura he used to be. He was really like a ten-year-old child, and even red hair could not stop the youthful anger.

Xia Xiqing first touched his face, then went down and pinched Zhou Ziheng's waist, "You have lost a lot of weight, and you have lost fifteen pounds in this section."

"It's almost ten pounds." Zhou Ziheng sighed, "Director Kun said he had to lose weight, and my abdominal muscles were gone."

These days, all the lunch boxes of Zhou Ziheng were specially arranged by Jiang Yin. When he was waiting for a bowl of boiled oil and wheat vegetables, he would eat some apples cut into small pieces during the filming. Seeing that people lost weight, the pride of the ingredient turned into a thin bamboo pole.

The actor's material materials need to be adjusted according to the role. Zhou Ziheng has experienced this before. He is very happy to contribute to art, but when filming with someone he likes, he still doesn't want him to see his ugly face.

Xia Xiqing poked his sunken cheek and sighed, "Hurry up and finish the film."

If you lose weight so much, your body will be exhausted.

"Do you can't stand it anymore?" Zhou Ziheng smiled.

"Why do you say that?"

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and hugged Xia Xiqing, his voice became much smaller, "Didn't you say before that you like this face and also have the material..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing laughed. Zhou Ziheng looked up at him, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Laughing, how could I be deceived by a fool like you?"

"you……"

"Although I don't dislike the white chicken, you'd better hurry up after the filming. I'll train the material back, otherwise..." Xia Xiqing leaned against Zhou Ziheng's ear, holding the small silver earrings on his earlobe. The tip of his tongue was wet and hot, and the cold metal and gradually hot skin were ground.

With his voice, soft.
Chapter completed!