Qin Shu adjusted his mood and asked, "Why do you suddenly say that?"
Although it is under renovation recently, the other party should not be so short of money.
Song Yunhui looked serious and philosophical, and said:
"Change your life and change your attitude."
Actually, to put it bluntly, he had just agreed to join the crew of "The Return of the Dusk" as a temporary stagehand.
He patted Qin Shu on the shoulder and said, "Maybe soon... probably not soon. In the next city next door, it won't take too long to come back." If he can come back.
He wants to find some ideas for this song.
He has always been a practical person and prefers to capture inspiration from reality.
So he had to see and experience it with his own eyes.
After a brief pause, Qin Shu suppressed all his words and finally asked, "When does it start?"
Song Yunhui smiled and said, "Tomorrow."
“…”
Qin Shu was silent for a moment, then said, "Then go to bed early tonight and don't stay up late."
He then asked, "How are you going to get there? Will there be someone to pick you up when you get there? I don't have work tomorrow morning, so I'll take you there."
He would never deny the other party's decision, but would only support it to the best of his ability.
Song Yunhui strangely had the feeling of sending his son off a thousand miles away.
He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I've already bought the ticket for tomorrow morning. Just pack your things tonight and leave tomorrow."
He was already very skilled at packing luggage for work, so this time he needed to take less things, so he could just take one bag with him.
He originally wanted to say this, but after taking a look at Qin Shu's face, he slowly closed his eyes and said:
"Can I help you?"
Qin Shu's emotions were almost written on his face. Although his expression didn't change much, his eyes were full of "want to help".
As soon as he said this, Qin Shu nodded immediately: "Okay."
Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan had already gone to bed. After the two of them finished their discussion, they took Chengzi and quietly went upstairs.
Song Yun didn't bring much stuff back, so most of the cabinets in the room were empty.
But it's a lot more than when I first arrived.
Previously, he had almost all the necessities, but now on the cabinet are placed the small plush doll he just bought today, the small cat he poked with orange fur before, and some small ornaments he bought while shopping before.
Looks a lot angrier.
The things were packed quickly, and finally Song Yunhui sat on the edge of the bed and watched Qin Shu count the things he brought.
+1 again for the novel experience.
I always packed my things by myself before, but this is the first time someone helped me pack.
"All set."
Putting the bag on the bedside table, Qin Shu reminded her again, "Go to bed early tonight."
Song Yunhui nodded repeatedly.
This time he did not pretend to obey, he closed the door, picked up his cell phone, set an alarm, then lay down and fell asleep peacefully.
--
The next day, Song Yun got up when the alarm rang. When he went downstairs with a headache, breakfast was already on the dining table.
Considering that he got up too early in the morning and didn't like to eat oily or salty food, Qin Shu cooked some vegetable porridge and added a little salt, which looked surprisingly good.
After breakfast, Song Yunhui set out directly.
The fastest way to get to the next city is by high-speed rail. It takes two hours to ride, then transfer to another train and walk a short distance to get there directly.
After the phone call yesterday, Yang He added him on WeChat, and since morning, he would ask him where he was and if he needed someone to pick him up every once in a while.
Song Yun replied that it was not necessary.
After getting off the high-speed train and taking a bus, the scenery outside the window changed significantly.
The original high-rise buildings gradually disappeared and the houses gradually became lower.
The sun is shining brightly today. The sunlight shines in from the window and changes with the shadows of the trees.
The light and shadow flicker, illuminating the smooth profile, lengthening the long eyelashes, and blending into the darkness on the side.
The road became narrower and narrower, and at some point it had turned into a cracked cement road. Vendors were crowded on the roadside, most of them with face towels wrapped around their faces.
This is a county within the city. It is remote, has a bad climate, and is economically underdeveloped.
From a long distance, he could see the sharp contrast between the light and dark of the tall buildings in the distance and the several-story brick buildings nearby.
There was yellow sand on the road blown up by the wind.
Even in winter, the wind and sand here are still very strong, and if you expose your mouth and nose, you will get a mouthful of sand.
This is indeed a suitable place to film stories about people who live in the lower classes.
The sunlight leaks out from the shadows of the trees.
The light-colored pupils were illuminated by the flickering sunlight, with an indescribable dazzling color.
But the emotion in his eyes was very dull.
After becoming single, he found it easy to regain his previous feelings.
Indifferent, calm, as if observing from the sidelines.
He didn't like the feeling.
This state is not suitable for any creative work.
But people always have to learn to break through themselves.
The bus stopped, Song Yunhui pulled up his mask, and then got off.
The place where we got off was a simple bus stop. Someone was sitting there looking at his phone when he saw two feet. He looked up and saw that the bus had arrived, so he stood up and quickly got on.
Song Yunhui took out his cell phone and looked at the hand-drawn map sent by Yang He to find the direction.
The other side’s map is easy to recognize, with iconic buildings drawn on it. The directions are not east, south, west or north, but an arrow, so you just have to follow the arrow.
Very thoughtful and brainless.
The location of the crew is also easy to find.
Although this place is in the south, the wind and sand are very strong all year round. Even next to the river, yellow sand is still flying everywhere.
This is a rare small desert located near a water source in the south.
Yang He specifically pointed out that there are two film crews here, one on each side, and they are clearly separated, so don't go the wrong way.
Carefully comparing the map, he looked to the left, then to the right.
Then I looked to the left again.
“…”
Song Yunhui was silent for a while, then took a picture of the picture on his phone.
This is normal.
...I didn't take the wrong path before.
He turned his gaze to the base on one side.
In the yellow sand, people carrying equipment and wearing face masks like the locals went in and out of the temporarily cordoned off entrances and exits.
They looked very busy, walking quickly with their eyes squinting in the wind and sand.
Song Yunhui walked closer.
Someone was standing at the door counting things placed aside. When he saw someone approaching, he raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his head and continued counting.
The temporary base was surrounded by a fence, so it was impossible to take photos of what was going on inside from the outside, as it just blocked the view.
Song Yunhui stood there and waited for a while.
When the person counting the equipment pressed the paper inventory document on his palm in the wind and signed to complete the inventory, he asked, "Excuse me, is this the crew of "The Return of the Dusk"?"
The other person nodded, then remembered something and said, "Are you the new floor manager today?"
Yang He mentioned it before, but he didn't say who the other person was, but his words implied that he was worried.
He understood what the other party meant.
The man's voice was hoarse, not because of the wind and sand, but more like the hoarseness caused by frequent use of his throat.
Song Yunhui nodded.
"We have a fixed place to put things. Put your things down first," the man said after taking a look at the mask he was still wearing. "You'll need to use the mask to cover yourself when things get busy. I'll find you something more breathable. There should be some leftovers from the distribution."
He glanced at Song Yunhui again and said, "...If you can't stand it, just wear a mask."
Song Yunhui nodded and said "thank you".
Finally, to be on the safe side, he showed the man Yang He on the list to prove that he was indeed not a strange person who had sneaked in.
The person was introduced by Yang He, but Yang He had no connection with the venue staff and it was not convenient for her to come here openly, so in the end it was the man who brought Song Yun back.
Every crew is similar, the only difference is the size of the crew and the level of the team.
Apart from the size, this crew is no different from previous crews.
The only difference is that he has changed from being the person the camera is facing to being the person standing behind the camera.
The man introduced it to him as he walked.
He said his name was Ma Gang, and he was in charge of the protection and inventory of equipment, and also worked as a set designer.
Song Yunhui nodded, and Si was not surprised at all.
There is a shortage of staff in a small drama crew, so it is common for one person to take on multiple roles.
Ma Gang took him to where the things were kept.
It was a small room with a lot of miscellaneous items in various styles. Probably most of the stuff of the crew members were in here.
Ma Gang didn't want to say much at first, but after taking another look at the neatly dressed, young-looking man next to him, he reminded him:
"Don't put anything valuable in your bag."
Song Yunhui nodded.
He knows it, but it doesn't affect other people's good intentions.
He watched Ma Gang squat down after he finished speaking and found a pocket in a corner of the room.
He pulled a face towel out of his pocket and said, "It's better to wear this... You can also wear a mask."
The face towel is clean, but it looks a bit weird when it is pulled out from such a place.
Song Yunhui looked calm as usual. He took the face mask, said "thank you" and put it on.
It’s just that the order in which he put on the face mask was a bit strange. He put on the face mask first and then took off the mask.
After Ma Gang finished speaking, he said that he had to find someone else to sign to confirm the things that had just been delivered. He said that he could stay here for the time being or walk around. After that, he left.
Song Yunhui put his bag away, sent a message to Qin Shu saying that he had arrived at his destination, and then put down his phone.
He had just arrived and was not familiar with the structure of the base. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he ran into a man carrying equipment in his hands.
The other party also saw him and asked, "Are you the new floor manager?"
Song Yunhui nodded.
So he had a mission.
His job was to help the set designer move things around.
The work is simple and doesn't require any brainpower, but it's tiring.
Song Yunhui was not raised in a pampered way. Objectively speaking, she has much better endurance than many people.
Having been in the crew for so many years, he usually doesn't just sit in the lounge when he's resting. He often walks around the crew to understand and learn everything.
于是上手意外的快。
一組已經布好景開始拍，他們負責的是二組的景。
最開始其他人是自己踩好點，之後讓他把東西搬過去。
原本在指揮的人在發現他沉默着把東西搬過去，之後還會自己微調一下找好角度，幹脆就開始直接閉麥，上手一起搬。
兩人并排搬着布景用的破花盆，旁邊的人側眼看了一眼他，還挺驚奇，“小兄弟你原來是幹過這行的啊。”
楊和在介紹人的時候說的是對方沒有這方面的工作經驗，但是年輕肯努力。
他們這裏也急缺人，劇組裏的人介紹，立刻就把人招了過來。
只是沒想到對方好像意外的熟練。
挺好，不用一邊工作一邊帶新人，他們還能省不少力氣。
宋雲回沒有多說，只點了下頭，“算是。”
沾了邊，但不多。
旁邊人又看了他一眼。
聲音還挺好聽。
他發散思維，之後問：“你是楊和男朋友嗎？”
劇組的人都知道編劇楊和之前談了個男朋友，結果今天就介紹人來劇組，想起來還挺可疑。
宋雲回說：“不是，沒有女朋友。”
他的話音并不重，但是卻能明顯感受到他的肯定。
猜錯了。
旁邊人道了聲歉，之後轉移話題，繼續工作。
這次的任務完成得比想象中要快一些，等到忙完之後，兩人發現這比預計完成的時間要早了不少，只需要最後再收一下尾，在這個人人都在忙的時間居然奇異地可以空閑下來。
等到因為器材數目對不上而忙活了半上午的馬剛回來的時候，原本待在房間裏的人已經不見。
等他再次看到宋雲回的時候，對方手裏還抱着一大堆的器材慢慢放在地上。
【挂個空職，不要讓他太累】
楊和之前發的消息還在腦子裏打轉。
馬剛：“……”
等他到的時候，對方不知道哪裏來的工作已經完成了。
馬剛：“……”
馬剛緩緩停下了前進的腳步。
工作完成，另外一個布景的人沒想再繼續工作，身上也累得出了汗，當即跑到一塊空閑的地方休息去了。
宋雲回短暫地拉了拉臉上的面巾透了口氣，沒有像另外一個人一樣坐下，而是慢慢走動着，在外圍看着其他人工作。
他原本是想出去走走四處看一下，但是現在還沒到午休時間，除非有重要事情，不然不能随意出基地。
他沒打算破壞規矩。
今天搬東西搬來搬去，腳已經有些酸軟，坐在一個角落休息的人也在對他揮揮手試圖叫他一起過去休息。
他對着那邊搖搖頭，拒絕了。
他繼續在基地裏走着。
所有人都在忙着自己的事，也有人休息了，還在喘着氣，汗如雨下。
這是一個微小世界的縮影。
中午的時候，劇組的飯盒發放。
宋雲回對盒飯接受程度良好，不管味道如何，至少吃了一半。
另一半的飯菜浸在油裏，實在有些下不去筷子。
午休的時候楊和來找過他，問他感覺怎麽樣。
他說還行。
說話的時候，他眼睛稍微往旁邊移了移，看到了同樣像是不經意看向這邊的導演。
昨晚兩方約好各做各事一切從常盡量不多聯系，看樣子今天上午是把他們憋壞了。
再次強調要是有任何事一定要及時告訴她之後，楊和看了眼周圍，最後只能離開。
導演也移回視線。
——
楊和走後，宋雲回在中午的時候簡單熟悉了一下這個地方。
不算發達，但也不會太過落後，各種人在人群中穿梭。
坐在清冷街道的一角，可以看到對面大街上的人潮湧動。
要是可以，宋雲回可以在這裏坐着看一下午。
在午休結束前，他又回到了基地。
回基地的路上，他剛好看到另外一個劇組運東西。
基地的大門暫時打開了一會兒。
……就，挺大的。
和這邊這個基地形成了鮮明的對比。
難怪之前楊和提醒他，要是路過隔壁劇組的時候，能不往那邊看就不往那邊看。
下午依舊是滿滿的勞動，但是任務輕松了不少，任務變重的是其他組，今天下午一直忙得團團轉。
晚上劇組忙起來，于是沒有吃晚飯的時間，時間順延，他們這一班人的下班時間提早。
宋雲回沒有立即走。
他去保管東西的地方拿出一個新口罩戴上，壓低帽子，在劇組裏走了一圈。
現在已經是晚上，天色徹底地黑了下去，基地裏的一個地方格外的亮，各種燈光都在亮着，看上去一片忙碌。
他看到了應該是一組的拍攝場地。
這裏還在拍攝，有人站在燈光之下，其他人坐在一邊看劇本或者喝口水，化妝師還在給對方補着妝。
劇組最常見的依舊是攝像機打光板。
視線的中心的人年紀意外的不大，看起來應該只是二十剛出頭，也或許沒有，臉上還帶着青澀，卻要演出在社會摸爬打滾的麻木和痛苦。
看得出來他有天賦，并且還很努力，看上去也還像那個樣子。
但的确差了些味道。
宋雲回看得出來，導演也看得出來，一場結束之後對着攝影機看了又看，之後還是搖搖頭。
意思是這次還是不行。
即使臉上帶着妝容，小演員的臉色仍然可以很明顯地看出變白了些。
導演從攝像機之後探出頭來，說：“還能再來一次嗎？”
那個演員點頭。
現在已經完全入冬，其他人身上都穿着棉服毛衣羽絨服，但是他身上只穿着一件單薄的破舊的衣服。
宋雲回看得出他的動作有些僵硬。
燈光和攝影機重新就位，這一場從頭到尾再拍了一次。
結果依舊是沒有過。
氣氛低迷，攝影師和打光師都沒有說話，沉默着重新調，演員站在那裏，應該是助理的人上前給他披了件外衣。
導演還在看攝影機的畫面。
宋雲回看不到他的臉色，但是看其他人的表情，應該不會算是太好。
導演把演員叫下來講戲，站在一邊一樣看着的楊和原本是看着他們兩人，後來像是察覺到了什麽，轉過頭來，剛好看到站在遠處的宋雲回。
宋雲回轉身走了。
他們到了下班的點，隔壁劇組也。是，一行人一起浩浩蕩蕩的出來，在夜色中顯得格外顯眼。
宋雲回避開了他們，原本想要四處走走，但是想起了秦書今天中午特意打電話來提醒他記得吃飯，心中莫名心虛，最後還是腳尖一轉，走進了一個大排檔。
晚上的街上已經寥落，但是大排檔裏的人多，很熱鬧。
他今天晚上胃口算不上好，最後只點了一份炒飯，之後就坐在店裏的一個角落。
這一份炒飯對他今天的工資來說是一份不小的支出。
點完菜後他沒有看手機，而是随意而又挺直地坐着，眼睛看過大排檔裏的各色客人，之後又垂下眼。
今天算是有一點進展，但不多。
他感覺自己還是差了什麽東西。
但是具體是差了什麽，又說不上來。
他坐在位置上思索着，餘光卻被什麽東西占滿。
他擡頭，看到一個男生站在桌邊，看上去有些小心翼翼，問他：
“可以一起拼個桌嗎？”
店裏進人很快，但走人又很慢，大部分的人邊吃邊聊，聊完還一起喝酒。
他這裏是唯一還有空座位的桌。
宋雲回點頭。
男生有些腼腆地笑了下，在他對面坐下，很明顯不适應這裏的氣氛。
是剛才在劇組裏看到的那個演員。
他笑起來很腼腆，人也看上去很腼腆，坐下來後就不再說話，只是眼圈越來越紅。
坐對面的宋雲回：“……”
就坐在對面，想裝作沒有看到都不行。
秉持着人道主義精神，他問：“是發生了什麽嗎？”
話一出口，看到對方的反應，他瞬間意識到了這話就不該問的。
對面的男生這次不僅是眼眶，連帶着眼睛和鼻子都有些紅了。
宋雲回移開視線，原本是想要他冷靜了下來，結果對方安靜了一會兒，開始慢慢地跟他說話。
他說他還在上大學，結果被挖來拍電影，之前一直挺順利，結果今天一場戲卡了十幾次，導演最後放他出來吃個飯，吃完還得回去繼續拍。
他家境不差，但是偏偏演的是一個社會最底層的人，盡管已經很努力，但是還是達不到導演的要求。
他現在還沒想好之後回去該怎麽面對導演。
讓一個不算外向的人來演電影确實有點強人所難，但對于有天賦的人來說，無論本來性格如何，都能完美地融入角色。
第一次遇到挫折卻又不知道怎麽解決，對于這個年紀的人來說确實影響很大，除了茫然不知所措，其餘并不能想到什麽方法。
“你不能融入角色或許是因為你沒有轉換自己的觀念和角色保持同步。”
沒有想到會收到除了“真慘”之外的回答，男生有些愣愣地擡頭。
The person on the other side said casually that if he looked at the character's situation from his perspective, it was a tragic situation that he could not imagine, and it was a situation that made him completely despair. But from the character's perspective, he has always been at the bottom of society. He has never seen the glamor of the upper class, and the same is true for those around him. His life is hard and numb, but it is not pure despair.
“He felt that this was how his life was supposed to be.”
There was a clear and steady voice in his ears. The boy raised his head and the first thing he saw was the other person's gentle and calm eyes.
He seemed to be looking at himself.
It also seemed as if nothing caught his eye.
They are a pair of beautiful eyes. Just looking at them can easily make people relax.
"No. 508, a portion of fried rice is ready!"
Packing a plate of fried rice is not that complicated. The voice of the front desk came from the lobby. Song Yunhui looked down at the number tag in his hand, then stood up and prepared to leave. His movements were neat and tidy.