The sudden kiss caused Ji Li's sanity, which had just been finally regained, to dissolve again.
He simply gave up, grabbed Qin Li's arm, and indulged in a deep kiss that was out of the script.
“Hmm…”
A low cry was heard.
Qin Li saw the blush on the cheeks and neck of the person in his arms, and immediately pulled the quilt up.
The emotional shots were completely blocked by the unsightly quilt.
Cameron, the cameraman and others exchanged a knowing look, turned off the equipment and walked out.
Let them be.
Anyway, the desired shots have been shot, and the two key lines in the script that could not be deleted have been perfectly integrated into their free performance.
Ji Li was kissed so hard that he couldn't tell east from west and north from east. He had no idea what was happening outside. The feeling of hypoxia in his brain rose little by little. Qin Li's warm fingertips moved around and ignited the fire until they touched somewhere.
"Wen Qiong."
An unconscious murmur escaped from his lips.
Qin Li's eyes, which were filled with burning desire, suddenly cooled down. He forced himself to stop, tensed his body and stared at Ji Li, "...Look who I am?"
There is also a hint of bitterness in the depression that is difficult to detect.
There was a mist in Ji Li's eyes and he opened his mouth slightly to breathe. It was obvious that he didn't understand what was going on for a while.
The quilt that covered the head was lifted up again, and the bright light in the room stimulated people to regain clarity of mind.
"Qin, Qin Li?"
Ji Li was startled and involuntarily looked away.
Only then did he realize that the director team in the room had disappeared long ago, and the original filming location, the attic, seemed to have become a private and ambiguous space for the two of them.
Qin Li observed Qin Li's expression and narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. He stood up and sat aside, trying to control his tone, "The filming has been completed."
This time, he didn't deliberately use the quilt to cover it.
Ji Li glanced at him inadvertently, and realized that he had the same emotional reaction, so he was speechless.
The filming was done to this extent.
He could no longer get away with just the word "dedicated".
"Qin Li, I..."
"I'll give you some time." Qin Li turned around and firmly but gently grasped Ji Li's neck, making it impossible to escape his gaze.
Beneath Qin Li's seemingly calm eyes lay a raging storm. Every word he spoke seemed to be telling Ji Li, but also like a reminder to himself.
"After we finish filming this drama, we will sort out this relationship."
Another month at most.
If he delayed any further, Qin Li was afraid that he would go crazy before he could catch the girl.
The time is not right yet, not to mention that there is still nearly a month of shooting to come. Even at this moment, there is still a large group of staff standing outside the attic.
Under such circumstances, Qin Li naturally could not do anything against common sense, as that would only completely ruin his relationship with Ji Li.
Qin Li paused and asked, "You really dreamed of me last night, didn't you?"
“…”
Ji Li was speechless for a moment, then snorted barely perceptibly, "It was just a messed up dream."
Very bad.
Qin Li glimpsed a few threads of affection, and then he smiled again.
He wiped away the seductive moisture left on Ji Li's lips with his fingertips and teased, "Cameron didn't call a stop, and he even led his men out. It seems that we performed very well in this free play."
Ji Li quickly pushed him away and tried to stay calm, "After all, we are professional actors."
Qin Li chuckled and said nothing more.
Five minutes later, their respective teams came in.
While drinking warm water, Ji Li couldn't help but recall the deep kiss that just happened in the play.
Baozi saw that he was in a daze and asked, "Brother Ji, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Ji Li avoided the question.
He just felt that, apart from his identity as Lu Yao in the play, he seemed to have really fallen in love with Qin Li?
…
After two days of rest, the crew finally had a big scene.
After Lu Yao and Wen Qiong fell in love, they finally discussed returning to the United States to settle down. One was determined to start a new business, and the other was determined to break away from his father.
Just when the two were full of fantasies about the future, the chain car accident came without warning.
Iceland in November is freezing cold.
Ji Li was afraid of the cold to begin with, so this kind of scene in a freezing cold weather was undoubtedly a torture for him. The entire crew worked outdoors for nearly eight hours before they finished the work.
Ji Li hid back in the RV with heating, and only then did he feel that his frozen hands and feet had a chance to warm up.
Not long after, the RV was opened from the outside and the cold wind blew in again.
"Ji, this is the next script, you can take a look first."
The staff handed over a brand new booklet and added, "Director Cameron asked me to tell you that the final ending of this movie is still confidential and will only be given to you on the day of shooting."
"Moreover, your scenes and Qin's scenes are completely separated, which means that the scripts you received are from your own perspectives. The director hopes that for the final emotional presentation, you can keep the plots you received secret from each other."
"Complete separation?" Ji Li was puzzled.
Another meaning of this statement is that Lu Yao and Wen Qiong will no longer have any scenes together after this car accident?
When Ji Li realized this possibility, his heart suddenly tightened. After thanking the staff, he quickly flipped through the long-awaited script.
Lu Yao completely lost consciousness in the car accident, and when he woke up again, half a month had passed. He lay in a coma in bed for nearly a week before he regained consciousness.
In the intensive care unit, the long-lost father Lu finally showed up.
Ever since Lu Yao's accident, all of his hospital expenses have been paid by him.
Lu Yao ignored his so-called 'concern' look, and the first thing he said after waking up was, "Where's Wen Qiong?"
But as soon as this person's name was mentioned, Father Lu became even more angry.
"Wen Qiong? You mean that shameless, spineless man who only knows how to use his face to cheat people out of money? He ran away a long time ago! He disappeared without a trace after you got into the car accident!"
"You are such a loser! You use my money to hang out with other men! You are not ashamed, but I am! How could your mother give birth to a bastard like you? If it weren't for the fact that you are my, Lu Bangxiang's, only son, I would be unhappy even if you died in a car accident!"
Like most Chinese fathers, Father Lu considered it a shame for his son to be of the same sex. Moreover, Lu Yao was considered by him to be the only son to carry on the family line.
The overwhelming amount of abuse caused the nurses in the ward to come over to stop it.
Lu Yao looked at Father Lu indifferently, blocking out all his insults, and said firmly, "Where is Wen Qiong? He is not that kind of person."
Father Lu was so angry at him that he almost couldn't breathe and slammed the door and walked out.
Lu Yao knew his father's character very well, and he did not believe a word he said. He had no choice but to turn his gaze to the nurse beside him and repeat the same question.
"Mr. Lu, he is not dead."
The nurse seemed to know exactly what Lu Yao wanted to hear, and her first sentence put his worries to rest. In this car accident, the person most seriously injured was Lu Yao, not Wen Qiong.
Lu Yao just breathed a sigh of relief, but the nurse's subsequent words sent him to hell.
"The man who was sent to the hospital with you only had a minor head injury. He was discharged within two days. He hasn't been here in the past few days."
"By the way, I saw with my own eyes that the money in your suitcases was taken away, and the rest of the clothes and other things were left behind."
"Mr. Lu, although I don't agree with your father's abuse of you, I want to tell you that if you say goodbye to the wrong person, you will meet true love in the future."
The nurse's words were kind reminders, but to Lu Yao they sounded like stabs to his heart.
He didn't cry or make a fuss, and of course he didn't believe it.
While no one was patrolling, Lu Yao dragged his badly injured right foot and searched every corner of the hospital.
He returned to the empty hotel room and wandered aimlessly on the cold streets like a madman.
Every minute and every second, the heart that was once warmed by Wen Qiong became desolate little by little.
Lu Yao was eventually taken back to the hospital by force.
Although Father Lu treated Lu Yao cruelly and coldly, he could not bear to part with his own son who had his own blood in his bones, so he hired a professional team to watch over Lu Yao and heal his injuries.
Later, Lu Yao's right foot was still damaged, and when the weather got cold, it hurt so much that he couldn't even walk.
Later, Lu Yao was no longer the "dandy young master" or "playboy" as others called him, but he still yearned for the same Long Island iced tea as every year.
Every place he went to, every bar he visited, his tastes were surprisingly consistent.
Every winter in Iceland, he would return to that small hotel room and pay ten times the price for the right to stay there for a short period of time. The innkeeper laughed and called him a fool, but he was happy to make the deal.
No one knew that Lu Yao's heart, which was originally full of blood, had become completely empty after the unexpected departure of one person.
Towards the end of the new volume of the script, there is a monologue by Lu Yao.
"I had a beautiful dream during the polar night in Reykjavik. When the sun rose, I woke up from the dream and the person disappeared with it."
"Every year I go back to that little attic room, and the heater is still broken, the light bulbs are still flickering, nothing has changed, but nothing can be found again."
…
As a director, Cameron was ruthless and ruthless enough. After the "car accident" scene, he completely prevented the two leading actors from meeting each other and required both parties to sign an agreement directly.
Not only Lu Yao and Wen Qiong couldn't see it, but even Ji Li and Qin Li couldn't see it. The director created this atmosphere to the extreme through practical actions.
Ji Li understood Cameron's good intentions, so he made up his mind and handed the phone to Baozi.
Twenty days passed in a flash, and Ji Li, who was immersed in the filming, felt increasingly depressed. Finally, he waited for the final scene of "Never Met".
"Director, is the filming about to start? Where's the script for the finale?" Ji Li, who had finished her makeup, came over and asked straight to the point.
After so many years of filming, this is the first time that Ji Li has encountered a situation where he has not received the script until the end. To be honest, he really didn't understand what Cameron was up to.
"Ji, don't worry. Let me introduce someone to you first." Cameron patted Ji Li's shoulder to comfort her. "This is Ms. Amanda, the screenwriter of Long Island Iced Tea."
Ji Li looked away when he heard that.
Standing behind Cameron was a lady with golden curly hair, a clean face and plain face. She was wearing a simple windbreaker and jeans, and looked very comfortable.
"Hello, Teacher Amanda. I am Ji, the actor who plays Lu Yao."
"Ji, nice to meet you." Amanda took the initiative to extend her hand and greeted him. "I'm sorry, I waited until the last scene to meet you, the leading actor."
"It doesn't matter."
"I was actually afraid that you couldn't play the role of Lu Yao in my mind, but Director Cameron has been sending me your stills and clips since the beginning of filming. Thank you, you interpreted it very well."
Ji Li smiled slightly, but he was still worried about the ending of the script.
"Amanda, you explain it to Ji." Cameron gave the right to reveal the secret to the screenwriter.
Amanda motioned for Ji Li to sit down, and without beating around the bush, "Ji, I have already decided on the ending of this movie, but there is no script for this scene."
"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean." Ji Li frowned.
“Have you heard of immersive theater?”
A broad scene is set up for the uninformed audience, and all the NPCs in it are actors. They will use words to guide the "audience protagonist" and let them speak and behave naturally under the immersive feeling.
Ji Li nodded and quickly understood, "Teacher Amanda, do you mean that we should shoot like this later?"
"You are Lu Yao. We believe that the feelings you develop under 'unknown' conditions are the most real." Cameron snapped his fingers.
"Of course, I'll tell you some empty premise."
The crew started preparing for this scene half a month ago.
Cameron's ideas are very bold, and in his pursuit of a realistic and detailed style, there is really no director who can surpass him.
"The video equipment is ready, but I also give you a promise, if this performance method does not get the result I want, we can also start over and shoot according to the rules."
Dare to try new shooting methods and have backup plans if they fail.
"I understand. I will prepare well." Since the entire crew is not afraid of wasting time, what does Ji Li have to worry about as the leading actor?
As an actor, you should challenge various performance modes.
Cameron nodded with satisfaction and handed him a piece of thin paper. "This is the background of the premise. Take it and digest it. In half an hour, we will be ready to shoot."
"good."
Half an hour passed in a flash.
Ji Li, dressed in a brown suit, stood at the entrance of the exhibition, quietly waiting for Cameron to start the camera.
The team of main cameramen preparing for mobile follow-up shooting are all very experienced teachers. In addition, many invisible cameras are installed indoors, and even the NPCs are experienced actors.
Everything is ready, and the final 'Action' sound finally rang out.
After brewing his emotions, Ji Li opened his eyes, and in just a second, he turned back into Lu Yao.
Ji Li stood at the entrance of the art exhibition, put away the small retractable crutch in his hand and stuffed it into his wide cuffs. He lowered his eyes to look at his right foot, took a very shallow breath for a moment, and pushed the door open.
Instantly, the heating in the room came over along with the sound of discussions.
This exhibition lasts for three days. I heard that all the works are from anonymous painters. However, because the paintings are highly praised in the industry, the guests who come to visit are all upper-class people.
After Lu Yao heard about this art exhibition, he asked someone to get him an invitation letter. In recent years, his favorite thing is to visit art exhibitions.
Whether it is famous or unknown, he will go.
Lu Yao always has an unrealistic expectation. He wants to find some trace of that person among all these dazzling things.
It’s a pity that it’s all just a dream after all.
The name Wen Qiong never entered his world again.
Lu Yao once wondered if everyone was lying to him. In fact, Wen Qiong had already died in that car accident? But the hospital surveillance clearly told him -
Wen Qiong was not dead. He did take away all the valuables and left in style.
When Ji Li thought of this, a hint of red appeared in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Hello, sir. Do you need any guidance about the exhibition?" A young man in a black uniform came over and quickly looked at the new guest.
According to common sense, only rich people should be able to come here. Why does this gentleman's suit look a bit out of place?
Lu Yao ignored his scrutiny and handed over his invitation. "Excuse me, please show me around."
"certainly."
The young man led the way. He noticed Ji Li's extremely slow pace, so he slowed down his pace accordingly.
Visiting an art exhibition and appreciating paintings is indeed a pleasant experience.
In the past, Lu Yao didn't understand and used to say with a smile, "It's just for rich people to pretend." Wen Qiong would always pinch his mouth and then kiss him as punishment to stop him.
"Sir, the paintings here can be traded. If you like any, you can tell me at any time."
But the price is quite high, and few people would buy it unless they are fans of the painter.
Ji Li smiled but said nothing. If it wasn't that person's painting, he had no interest in it at all.
The two chatted idly, and Ji Li's heart was gradually filled with a familiar feeling of disappointment.
He had bought some of Wen Qiong's previous collections of paintings and was familiar with the curvature of his brushstrokes in each of his paintings. These paintings were beautiful, but they were not the feeling he expected.
The exhibition area was very large. Just as the two of them walked down a long corridor, they heard a child screaming in the corner.
Ji Li subconsciously looked away. The child's mouth was covered by his mother's hand and she was scolding him in a low voice. It seemed that he was not old enough to understand things.
Ji Li glanced upwards and felt as if he was struck by lightning at that moment.
Without any hesitation, he left the staff member who was still explaining and trotted to the deserted corner.
Real-time images are coming from the monitor.
Cameron noticed Ji Li's limping right foot and sighed involuntarily, "See? He has already integrated the role of Lu Yao into his bones and blood."
Even the subconscious running can show the details perfectly.
Amanda nodded slightly, her eyes fixed on the monitor.
What follows is the highlight of this scene.
Ji Li stared at the painting on the wall in the corner without blinking, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.
The young man in the painting is standing under the aurora sky, his eyes are looking directly at the person "outside the painting", and the smile on his face is brighter than thousands of stars.
Under the huge frame is the name of this painting - My Dearest Love.
"You said you came here to find inspiration. Have you found it now?"
"I dreamed that you drew a picture of me and said that I was your muse."
"Are you trying to cheat me out of this painting?"
"How can you say it's a lie? I'm not bad looking. If you want to paint me, I'll waive the fee for the portrait."
When Ji Li looked at the picture, these conversations suddenly emerged in his mind, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
The originally empty heart seemed to rapidly grow flesh and blood, but was instantly shattered by these words.
The young docent asked, "Sir, do you like this painting very much?"
"Do you know who is the painter of this painting? Where is he?" Ji Li's pupils trembled slightly, and he anxiously grabbed the tour guide's clothes and asked.
"Sir, please don't get excited. These paintings are anonymous."
The tour guide glanced at the painting and said, "But I heard... I heard that the painter of this work passed away last month."
It is said to be a hereditary cancer, and that is how the painter's mother passed away.
“…”
Ji Li had no idea about Qin Li's script, and when he heard these words, he was completely unable to react.
He was stunned for a long while before he let out an unbelievable laugh, "What did you say?"
The narrator was actually an actor invited by the crew. He observed Ji Li's expression and continued to recite the lines he had prepared long ago.
"This writer is a friend of our boss. I heard that he was in a car accident four or five years ago and suffered a severe blow to the head, which affected his vision in both eyes..."
The painter's eyes could only see very faint light, but even in this situation, he still created this painting.
It is said that one can only create if one has a picture in mind. Perhaps this scene is deeply engraved in the painter's mind, otherwise how could he have such extraordinary perseverance to complete it?
"Our boss is an expert in appraisal. After he took the painting to a professional appraisal meeting, it received a lot of praise, but the painter refused to sell it."
Actually, it’s not that he is unwilling to sell it, but the painter has designated a seller, and the selling price is ridiculously low.
Their person in charge received a notice from the boss, requiring that this painting be hung in every art exhibition.
But because there was absolutely no benefit at all, the exhibition director moved the painting to this corner.
Ji Li's mind went blank after hearing these words, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were wet.
He reached out to wipe the moisture from his eyes and forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still trembling as he asked, "How much is this painting? Can I buy it?"
“I’m sorry sir, this painting is only sold to a man called…” The docent’s speech came to an abrupt end.
He suddenly remembered his name written on the invitation letter handed to him by the young man - Lu Yao.
That was the only name of the seller designated by the painter during his lifetime.
"Mr. Lu? Are you sure you want to buy this painting?"
Ji Li did not answer, his eyes never left the painting.
It turned out that the person he believed in had never abandoned him, and Wen Qiong loved him until the last second of his life.
Wen Qiong has such a strong self-esteem that she would definitely not allow her lover to see her imperfections.
Lu Yao knew that what others called "Wen Qiong running away with valuables" was just a clumsy trick used by the other party to make him give up this relationship.
Fortunately, he was smart and never fell for it.
"Sure."
Ji Li smiled, but it was more heartbreaking than crying, "How much does this painting cost?"
The guide looked at him with complicated eyes and quoted an unprecedentedly low price, "Eight dollars."
When Ji Li heard this number, the bitterness that he had suppressed with great difficulty came back, and he squatted on the ground and let his tears flow.
This person who was always good at hiding his pain with a smile, finally couldn't help crying like a child.
Just like many years ago, when he was drunk and crying helplessly on the long streets of Iceland, only this time, no one picked him up and took him home.
An eight dollar painting?
Initially, the Long Island Iced Tea he treated Wen Qiong to was also eight dollars.
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#Filming is finished~ (A little bit of abuse in the play, but definitely sweet outside the play~)
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