Chapter 116 Little Model 13 Little Model Dreaming of Fame (6...
Feng Wei walked to the chair, placed his hands naturally on Wu Lan's shoulders, and looked directly at the elegant young man in a suit in the mirror.
The hairstylist fixed Wu Lan's hair on her forehead with styling spray, revealing her snow-white face. Her beautiful appearance is memorable at first sight and it is difficult to look away.
It was only a few days since they last met, but Feng Wei felt like a long time had passed.
His eyes were glued to Wu Lan's face and he couldn't take them down. He couldn't help but touch this pretty face. He bent down and whispered, "Xiao Lan, you haven't forgotten me, have you?"
Wu Lan was stunned for a moment. He wanted to stand up, but the two big hands on his shoulders pressed him down on the chair. He had no choice but to look at Feng Wei in the mirror and swallowed carefully.
"Director Feng, hello."
His voice was a little weak, and he always felt that the way Feng Wei looked at him was a little scary. Those deep eyes seemed to be able to look directly into the depths of a person's soul.
The hand holding the script tightened a little, and whispered: "How could I forget you..."
"If you haven't forgotten me, why don't you send me a photo?"
Feng Wei gently touched Wu Lan's small, white earlobe with his fingertips, and his hot, moist breath inadvertently blew on it as he spoke.
Seeing the white ear tips gradually turning red, he couldn't help but chuckle.
The inexplicable laughter made Wu Lan feel a little weird. He pursed his lower lip, not understanding what photo Feng Wei was referring to.
"What photo is it?"
Feng Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Lan's bewildered expression, his eyes darkening slightly. "It's the photo of you wearing small underwear, why didn't you send it to me?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Lan's face immediately turned red.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the dressing room. If someone else had heard this conversation, he would have been speechless.
He subconsciously glared at Feng Wei, but his sparkling eyes did not show any ferocity at all. Instead, Feng Wei's heart softened.
He asked again: "Why didn't you send it to me? Did you send it to someone else?"
Wu Lan's eyes flushed with shame. He pushed away Feng Wei's hands on his shoulders and said uncomfortably, "I didn't send it. No one did."
Seeing Feng Wei talking about the underwear again, he blushed, lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "I haven't bought any new clothes recently, so I didn't take any pictures."
"No new clothes?"
Feng Wei's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to speak, there was another knock on the dressing room door. "Strange, why is this door locked?"
"Is anyone inside? Please open the door."
Feng Wei frowned unhappily. The same situation happened last time. He had just spoken a few words to Wu Lan when someone came to interrupt him.
He glanced at the door gloomily, then returned his gaze to Wu Lan. "After we finish filming today, we'll have a good chat."
Wu Lan's spirit tensed up. Seeing Feng Wei staring at him waiting for an answer, he had no choice but to nod and compromise: "Okay, I understand."
Finally, Feng Wei smiled with satisfaction.
Watching Feng Wei calmly open the door and explain to the people outside why the door was locked, Wu Lan breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
He felt that Feng Wei was a very dangerous person.
Even so, we still have to continue filming this drama and cannot back down.
*
Since the filming schedule was completely disrupted, the plot was broken up to accommodate everyone's schedule, and the plot was incoherent during the official filming.
Today Wu Lan has to shoot two scenes, one is her first encounter with the male lead, and the other is her later state of extreme mental breakdown. She is so depressed that she wants to commit suicide but is rescued by the male lead.
The first scene I filmed was our first encounter.
Yan Sheng, played by Wu Lan, is attending a cocktail party. As soon as he appears, he is the center of attention. When the male protagonist asks him to cooperate with the police investigation, he is nonchalant and arrogant, completely ignoring the police.
When she arrived at the set, Wu Lan found that Yan Xusheng had arrived earlier and his costume was ready, looking like a police officer.
Yan Xusheng seemed to be talking to his assistant, but his attention was always on the door. When Wu Lan came in, he noticed her immediately.
He walked over to greet Wu Lan. Looking at Wu Lan dressed like a noble young master, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You look really good today."
Wu Lan hadn't seen Yan Xusheng for several days. He blushed a little embarrassedly and whispered, "Brother Xusheng, you look good in a police uniform."
The boy looked very well-behaved. Yan Xusheng really wanted to touch Wu Lan's head, but there were too many eyes on the set, so he had to hold back.
He acted like a caring senior, asking with concern, "How familiar are you with the script?"
"I've read the script many times and have memorized the lines."
Wu Lan blinked and looked curiously at the lights and cameras on the set. Suddenly, she became nervous and her heart beat faster.
Noticing Wu Lan's clenched fist, Yan Xusheng couldn't help but patted Wu Lan's shoulder gently, "Don't be nervous."
"Uh-huh."
Feeling Yan Xusheng's tenderness, Wu Lan nodded, and the next second another hand was placed on her shoulder.
"Director Feng."
Hearing Yan Xusheng's words, Wu Lan turned around and found Feng Wei standing behind him.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, I just told Xiaolan not to be nervous." Yan Xusheng smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He glanced at Feng Wei's hand on Wu Lan's shoulder and felt it was a bit dazzling.
Feng Wei also smiled, "I didn't expect you to have such a friendly side."
"No way, this is how I treat newcomers."
Yan Xusheng wanted to take Wu Lan to the side, but Feng Wei said he wanted to explain the play to Wu Lan. Seeing this, the smile on his face froze for a moment, but he quickly hid his displeasure and said, "Then I'll listen to Director Feng's explanation of the play too."
"Director Feng shouldn't mind."
"Of course I don't mind."
Feng Wei's eyes turned cold as he looked at Yan Xusheng.
Suddenly, he remembered that during the previous audition, Yan Xusheng actively proposed to audition with Wu Lan, and the corners of his mouth were pulled straight.
Wu Lan was sandwiched between the two.
Although the conversation between the two sounded normal and friendly, for some reason, he always felt that the relationship between the two was strange, as if there was an undercurrent.
He felt the hands on his shoulders were a little heavy, and he wanted to find an excuse to leave, but Feng Wei didn't give him the chance and took him aside to discuss the play, and Yan Xusheng soon followed.
I don’t know if it was because the explanation of the play worked, or because Wu Lan had a high level of comprehension, but the filming of this scene went very smoothly and we got it right in one take.
But because Feng Wei wanted to take another angle, he reshot a section.
After this scene was over, the filming location was changed.
The next scene shows Yan Sheng alone in the room, emotionally broken, attempting suicide with a knife, but being rescued in time by Qin Ning.
The scene has been set up and Wu Lan has also changed her look.
He was a noble young master just now, but now he was pale, with messy hair. He was wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt and looked weak, a stark contrast to his previous image.
When Wu Lan walked out of the dressing room, Feng Wei was obviously stunned. He was about to walk over but was blocked by someone.
Looking at Jiang Yao who suddenly appeared, Feng Wei raised his eyebrows.
"Why are you here?"
"Nothing, I just came to see you and visit the set." As the investor of this drama, Jiang Yao has a good relationship with Feng Wei. The two have known each other for many years.
Feng Wei smiled and jokingly said, "You came here to visit the studio empty-handed?"
"What else?"
Jiang Yao glanced around the set, his gaze lingering on a thin figure for a few seconds before settling on a familiar tall figure. There was some confusion in his eyes: "What is Yan Xusheng doing there?"
Feng Wei also looked over and saw Yan Xusheng explaining the play to Wu Lan, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Actor Yan is explaining the play to the newcomers."
Jiang Yao was a little surprised when he heard this, but didn't say anything.
Soon, the filming of this scene will begin.
Everyone took their positions and started filming as the script manager clapped the clapboard.
The camera slowly moved over, and the boy in the lens opened the cabinet and took out a photo from it.
Looking at the familiar man in the photo, Wu Lan seemed to remember something, but his head began to hurt violently, and the photo in his hand fell down. He also leaned against the wall and slowly slid down.
His eyes were full of confusion, and he felt as if he had seen the man with the friendly smile in the photo somewhere before. But when he tried to recall, he could only think of a sharp knife.
Wu Lan was startled and his headache became more severe, as if it was about to explode. His face turned pale and he held his head in pain, crying out in discomfort.
Suddenly, he remembered that there was still hot water in the bathroom. He got up tremblingly and stumbled towards the bathroom.
He wanted to turn off the water in the bathtub, but after seeing his disheveled and sickly self in the mirror, he became a little dazed.
Looking at the young man on the screen, the assistant director beside him couldn't help but nod and whispered, "I didn't expect his acting skills to be so good. This part was very smooth."
He stole a glance at Feng Wei's expression, and after seeing Feng Wei nod with satisfaction, he continued, "As expected of Director Feng, his casting vision is really sharp. It's really a pleasant surprise."
Feng Wei didn't look at the assistant director, his eyes were fixed on the screen until he saw Wu Lan pick up the blade on the sink, then he shouted "Cut".
Next, I took a few close-up shots.
Wu Lan rested for a while, and when filming resumed, he was asked to sit in the bathtub and cut his wrists to commit suicide.
The water in the bathtub was warm, not too cold, so Wu Lan wouldn't feel cold when he sat in it. He held the blade in his hand and placed his other arm, which was covered in special effects makeup, on the bathtub.
The light in the bathroom was turned to a cold color, and the light falling on his face made him look even paler, and his pink lips had now lost their color.
His clothes were white, and the staff had poured dark red paint into the bathtub. He looked like he was in a vat of blood, which was shocking.
Wu Lan leaned her head to one side and closed her eyes.
This scene only needs one shot. Wu Lan does not need to do any other actions or have any lines. She only needs to show the state of being on the verge of death.
The entire set was silent and no one dared to make a sound.
Feng Wei, who was sitting in front of the display screen, had a serious expression on his face. The cameraman slowly moved the camera forward. On the screen, a few drops of bright red blood stained the pretty face of the young man, who looked like a beautiful rose that had been killed.
He was truly handsome, with delicate features on his palm-sized face, and the blood on his face didn't affect his beauty at all. He looked as if he were asleep, so fragile that you really wanted to protect him.
Everyone present was focused on the boy's face, and no one noticed that two tall men walked into the set one after another.
Just as Jiang Yao started filming, he suddenly received a work call and spoke outside for nearly forty minutes.
After hanging up the phone, he saw a tall young man walking into the set.
Following the other person in, Jiang Yao felt that the young man looked somewhat familiar. When he was wondering where he had seen him before, he noticed that the young man stopped.
He also stopped and looked inside following the other person's line of sight.
The set, resembling a bathroom, was completely silent. A pale-faced teenager sat in the tub. The pool of blood chilled one's feet, and the bloody cuts on his hands were even more shocking.
Although the boy in the bathtub closed his eyes, Jiang Yao recognized at a glance that he was the model he met two days ago.
At this moment, a "ka" sound was heard.
The boy in the bathtub moved, his long eyelashes tremblingly raised. He wanted to get up, but the bathtub was very slippery and he slipped in accidentally.
Half of his head was immersed in blood-red water, and his other hand was holding a sharp blade. If he was not careful, he might hurt himself.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yao instinctively wanted to rush over, but the young man standing in front of him moved even faster and strode over.
But the other party's movements were not the fastest.
Wu Lan was dug out of the water, and the blade in his hand was taken away. He leaned in a broad embrace, and a warm big hand gently wiped the water marks on his face.
The man's voice was gentle, yet also a little worried: "Are you okay?"
Wu Lan was startled.
Looking at Yan Xusheng's nervous expression, he gasped in fear. Before he could say anything, three men appeared in front of him.
The water on her face blocked her vision. Wu Lan rubbed her uncomfortable eyes and finally recovered.
He looked at the people who suddenly surrounded him and was stunned.
His gaze lingered on Fei Siwen, then shifted to Jiang Yao. He couldn't understand why these two people appeared here.
Wu Lan was stunned for a moment. Yan Xusheng thought Wu Lan was frightened, so he patted Wu Lan's cheek gently and asked again: "Xiao Lan, are you okay?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
The gentle male voice sounded again, and Wu Lan realized that he was in Yan Xusheng's arms. The arms around his waist were strong and powerful, and he could feel the other's warm body temperature.
The water in the bathtub was warm, but after getting out of the water, the wet clothes stuck to her skin. A breeze blew from nowhere, making Wu Lan shiver uncontrollably.
"I-I'm fine."
He subconsciously moved closer to the source of warmth and shrank into Yan Xusheng's arms.
The movement was small, and normally no one would have noticed it. But in front of Wu Lan stood three men with serious and nervous expressions, who were watching Wu Lan's every move very closely.
Seeing Wu Lan taking the initiative to snuggle up to Yan Xusheng, the expressions of the three people suddenly became gloomy.
Fei Siwen stared at Yan Xusheng's hand around Wu Lan's waist, feeling it was extremely glaring and couldn't stand the two of them being so close to each other.
Seeing a folded clean towel next to him, he took the towel and draped it over Wu Lan. Then he dug Wu Lan out of Yan Xusheng's arms and hugged her himself.
"Take a break."
Seeing Fei Siwen's actions, the other three people frowned unhappily and looked at the strange young man.
Feng Wei asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Xiaolan's..."
Before Fei Siwen finished speaking, a small, hoarse voice took over. Wu Lan explained to Feng Wei, "Director Feng, this is my friend."
"Friend?" Feng Wei looked at Fei Siwen unhappily, crossed his arms, and said coldly, "This is a film set. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to enter."
Fei Siwen clearly felt Feng Wei's hostility towards him. He looked directly into Feng Wei's eyes at the hostility, and a low pressure emanated from his whole body.
Wu Lan noticed that the atmosphere was a little off. He gathered the towel in a panic, his pale face looking even paler, as if he was frightened.
"S-Sorry, I..."
"Xiao Lan, Director Feng doesn't mean to blame you. You don't need to apologize."
Yan Xusheng placed his hand on Wu Lan's shoulder and comforted her gently.
He looked at Fei Siwen and said gently, "This is a film set. Unrelated personnel staying here may cause us trouble. Please cooperate."
No matter how gentle Yan Xusheng's tone was, Fei Siwen could still sense the hostility and hypocrisy in it, and there was blatant pretense in his eyes.
Jiang Yao next to him didn't say anything. He swept his eyes around the few people calmly, and finally fell on Wu Lan.
Fei Siwen said nothing and looked at them coldly.
These men were tall and they gathered around the bathtub, blocking the way completely.
The assistant director was slow to react for half a minute. When he was about to go over to check the situation, he found that Feng Wei had already rushed over.
Seeing this, he hurried over and squeezed his fat body in.
When the assistant director saw Fei Siwen, he was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "Oh, isn't this Alvin? Why are you here?"
Feng Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at the assistant director, "Do you know him?"
The assistant director leaned close to Feng Wei's ear and said, "This is a rising star in the music scene, a rare and talented singer among the new generation. He's been performing very well lately."
"What's the singer doing here?"
Fei Siwen: "Is it not okay for me to come visit the set?"
Such an attitude made Feng Wei frown even more tightly. He wanted to kick the person out, but he found that Jiang Yao, who had been silent all the time, had quietly pulled Wu Lan to his side while they were not paying attention.
He asked with a forced smile, "Boss Jiang, what are you doing?"
Jiang Yao's expression was calm as he said calmly, "It's easy to catch a cold if your clothes get wet. I just asked him to tidy them up first. This is normal, right?"
"Look at him, he's shivering from the cold."
Jiang Yao's words made everyone look at Wu Lan.
The thin boy had a pale face, and even though he was wearing a towel, one could still see that his body was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, several people's faces changed slightly.
The assistant director was very considerate. Without waiting for Feng Wei to say anything, he asked someone to clean up the venue and took Wu Lan to the dressing room to tidy up.
After Wu Lan changed into dry clothes, he found Fei Siwen in the corridor.
"Why are you here today?"
Fei Siwen put away his phone. There was only Wu Lan in his eyes. He pulled her aside and couldn't help but touch Wu Lan's cheek.
"Today is your first day of filming, and I wanted to come and see you."
Fei Siwen found out where Wu Lan was filming and ran over without even having lunch.
He originally just wanted to take a peek at Wu Lan from a distance, but after seeing that scene just now, he rushed over on impulse.
After listening to Fei Siwen's explanation, Wu Lan nodded in understanding.
He whispered, "Next time you come over, tell me in advance... I was scared."
Wu Lan still had makeup on her face, and the makeup artist had specially made her lip color lighter. She looked very fragile now, making people want to hug her.
Fei Siwen had just raised his hand when Yan Xusheng's voice came from behind him.
"Xiao Lan, Director Feng wants you to come over and talk to you about the play."
Wu Lan didn't notice Fei Siwen's actions. He looked at Yan Xusheng and nodded, "Okay, I'll go over now."
After saying something to Fei Siwen, Wu Lan left in a hurry, leaving only Fei Siwen and Yan Xusheng here.
Yan Xusheng put away the smile on his face and said lightly: "If you want to watch, please remember to keep quiet."
After Wu Lan left, the gentleness in Fei Siwen's eyes also disappeared. He looked at Yan Xusheng with a distant look, and was not surprised by Yan Xusheng's change of expression.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for the reminder."
*
Continue with the previous scene.
After filming the scene of Wu Lan committing suicide, the next scene is Yan Xusheng and his men breaking into the house and rescuing Wu Lan.
There is nothing wrong with Yan Xusheng's acting, but the shooting angle when he led people into the room was not good, so two scenes were re-shot later.
Next came the scene where Yan Xusheng rescued Wu Lan.
Wu Lan soaked in the bathtub again, her whole body immersed in the bright red water, maintaining the original posture.
The script manager hits the cue and starts filming.
After Yan Xusheng entered the house, he did not see Wu Lan. He and his colleagues from the police force searched separately and found that the bathroom door was half-open.
When the door was opened, a pale-faced boy was soaking in a bathtub full of blood. One of his hands was resting on the tub, and there were several bloody wounds on his wrist, one of which was very deep and blood was constantly gushing out.
Yan Xusheng reacted quickly. While asking his colleagues to go downstairs to prepare the car, he pulled the man out of the water, not caring at all about his clothes being stained by blood.
He calmly grabbed a towel and tied it around Wu Lan's arm to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out. He patted Wu Lan's cheek, trying to awaken Wu Lan's consciousness.
"Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng!! Wake up, you can't sleep..."
Yan Xusheng was making a lot of noise, but Wu Lan had not yet completely lost consciousness. Her long eyelashes kept trembling, and she struggled to open her eyelids.
Wu Lan's vision was blurry, and it was difficult for him to see who the person in front of him was. He just felt that the other person's voice was very familiar and trustworthy.
His delicate eyebrows knitted in pain. He opened his mouth and spoke weakly from his bloodless lips: "Officer Qin, Officer Qin?"
"It's me, don't sleep, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"
“Don’t sleep!!”
Yan Xusheng was very strong and easily picked up Wu Lan in a princess-like posture. He strode out the door with a nervous look on his face.
This is a long shot, and there must be no problems throughout the entire scene.
Looking at the performance of the two people on the screen, Feng Wei nodded slightly and said "Cut".
After this part is over, we will also shoot a scene where Yan Xusheng holds Wu Lan and gets into the car.
The house where Yan Sheng lives is a villa, and his room is on the second floor.
Yan Xusheng picked up Wu Lan and ran downstairs very quickly.
Because Wu Lan was soaked all over, he was a little scared when Yan Xusheng carried him down the stairs. Worried that Yan Xusheng's hand would slip, he subconsciously hugged him back.
"Ka, this one won't work."
Knowing that it was her fault, Wu Lan said sorry embarrassedly and secretly told herself not to do anything else unreasonable.
Another shot was taken. This time Wu Lan controlled herself and did not make any movements, but this time it was Yan Xusheng who made the mistake.
Feng Wei said to Yan Xusheng, "Your expression is wrong. You need to be more serious."
Yan Xusheng nodded, adjusted himself, and took another shot.
But I still failed this time, and the problem was still with my expression.
Yan Xusheng glanced at Wu Lan darkly. Although he told himself that he shouldn't look at the other person, his eyes still stayed on him.
Wu Lan was wearing wet clothes, and blood had dyed her white T-shirt red. The wet clothes stuck to her skin, outlining her graceful right-angled peaks and slender waist.
What makes people unable to take their eyes off is the chest area.
Because he was very close to Wu Lan, if he lowered his head slightly, he could see the little red tip bulging under the transparent white T-shirt. When the clothes were soaked in water, the pink inside showed through, which was particularly cute.
Just seeing the faint pink tip, Yan Xusheng's breath became a little unstable. When he held Wu Lan in his arms, a sweet fragrance from somewhere penetrated his nose, and he couldn't help but want to smell it.
Because of the influence of the fragrance, his expression could not be performed properly.
Yan Xusheng swallowed his dry throat. He tried hard to suppress the strange feeling of fever in his body, readjusted his mood, and started filming again.
This time, Yan Xusheng's expression was just right, showing the character's nervousness and calmness.
After carrying Wu Lan down the stairs, he strode towards the door where a car was already parked.
"Brother Ning, get in the car quickly!!!"
The camera followed the two of them until Yan Xusheng carried Wu Lan into the car, and then Feng Wei called cut.
Wu Lan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Feng Wei say it was OK.
He opened his eyes and met Yan Xusheng's gaze. The look of forbearance in the man's eyes made him stunned for a moment.
Blinking blankly, Wu Lan was about to leave Yan Xusheng's arms, but suddenly found that the big hand around his waist tightened a little, as if not allowing him to leave.
Just as he was feeling strange, he felt something pressing against his waist.
A little hot and a little hard.
Wu Lan lowered his head to see what it was, and the next second Yan Xusheng leaned close to his ear, his voice hoarse: "Be good, don't move."
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