Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Stripping
"Click."
There was a strange sound coming from Zhou Boye's side, like the sound of something breaking, but neither of them paid attention to it and no one tried to find out what it was.
Zhou Boye's jaw tightened slightly, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. That smile didn't make him look any gentler, but instead gave off a sense of calm before a storm. He whispered, "I can't succeed again."
“…”
The straightforward words made Jiang Yuxia feel a little ashamed. He looked away, reached out to get the change of clothes and put them on quickly. His hair was fluffed up by the friction, revealing his delicate facial features. His originally cold temperament now seemed a little awkward.
Zhou Boye looked at him and asked, "When will you be back?"
He paused and said, "I think I've asked this question several times."
Jiang Yuxia: "We'll shoot for another day tomorrow. If there are no problems, we can go back the day after tomorrow."
"Come back soon."
Jiang Yuxia said, "Hmm?"
Zhou Boye's smile widened a little. "I really want to tie you to my side. I think I like you even more than I thought."
Jiang Yuxia's pupils shrank slightly, and the room suddenly became extremely quiet. He heard the sound of cars whizzing past on the street outside, the subtle but noisy voices of people, and the most unignorable thing was the sound of his heartbeat that was almost knocking on his eardrums.
The throbbing at this moment coincided with the throbbing many years ago, equally earth-shattering, as if they had never experienced those two years.
Jiang Yuxia lowered his eyes, hiding his turbulent emotions.
Zhou Boye: "When I was little, I didn't think Doraemon was that powerful, but now, I really want to steal its Anywhere Door."
The slightly childish words coming out of Zhou Boye's mouth seemed not so matching, and Jiang Yuxia's eyes narrowed a little.
Zhou Boye looked at him and tutted, "Jiang Xiao, I've already said that, why don't you just agree and say something?"
Jiang Yuxia's pursed lips curled up slightly, "Okay, I like you."
Their eyes met, a summer breeze swept through the treetops, cicadas and night insects sang loudly. Time passed silently, and their love grew stronger.
After the video ended, Jiang Yuxia leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought. After a while, he suddenly lifted his clothes and looked at his abdomen. Unlike Zhou Boye's well-defined abdomen, it was just a piece of soft flesh. He sighed and muttered, "You're still tempting me with this."
Elsewhere, Zhou Boye stared at a cracked plastic folder on the table. It must have been accidentally crushed by him earlier. As he stared at the folder, the scene just now resurfaced in his mind. He froze for two seconds, then put his hand over his eyes and sighed, "That's so unfair."
"Knock knock."
"Mr. Zhou." As soon as Wei Zhuo opened the door, he saw the emotion on Zhou Boye's face. He paused, hesitating whether to go in. But before he could think it over, the big boss spoke first.
"What's up?"
Wei Zhuo: "Here are the documents you requested, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Boye took the document and said, "Thank you for your hard work. How are Li Zhaoli and Wang Yulin doing?"
Wei Zhuo: "There was no movement in the past few days, but these days it seems like they are recruiting retail investors."
Zhou Boye raised his eyebrows and asked, "Accepting retail investors?"
Wei Zhuo was puzzled, "But I don't understand the point of them accepting retail investors."
Zhou Boye is the actual controlling shareholder of the company. It is simply a pipe dream to want to acquire shares in Zhou Boye's hands by buying shares from retail investors.
Zhou Boye pondered for a moment, then suddenly seemed to have thought of something and laughed, "It's okay, just wait and see."
Wei Zhuo: "Yes, by the way, Uncle Zhou Er called you today and said that next week is the anniversary of the old man's death, and he will go back to the old house."
Grandpa Zhou Boye had two sons, one was Zhou Boye's father, and the other was his second uncle Zhou Bi (bi). After the old man died, most of the family property was given to his eldest son. Zhou Bi only got two very small companies. Although he also had shares here, they were not many.
After Zhou Boye's father died, the will transferred all the shares to his name. Although Zhou Bi was one of the only two sons of Mr. Zhou, his presence was always low, and he moved out of the old house after his father died.
Whether it was the death of the old man or the death of Zhou Boye’s father, he was like an outsider, just showing up and never appearing again.
Zhou Boye was also unfamiliar with his second uncle. The two of them rarely saw each other once a year, and the two families had little contact. They were not much better than strangers.
Zhou Boye's expression faded, and it was unclear what he was thinking. After a moment, he said, "Okay, I understand."
the next day.
After Jiang Yuxia changed her clothes and put on makeup, the script supervisor started clapping.
This scene is about returning from hunting to find the house collapsed and the surrounding environment completely destroyed and devastated.
The main focus was on Jiang Yuxia's reaction at that moment. After shooting for several hours to capture just a few minutes, Director Zhao was still not satisfied. He stared at the monitor, frowned, and made a "cut" gesture to the script supervisor.
The script supervisor randomly yelled "Cut!"
Jiang Yuxia got up from the ground. His handling of this scene was almost reflected in his body movements, kneeling on the ground, in disbelief, even roaring and cursing, but this did not seem to be what Director Zhao wanted.
He pursed his lips, unsure how to act out this scene. He felt embarrassed and a bit stressed to have so many people wasting time with him.
After the makeup artist fixed his makeup, Director Zhao spoke, "Did you know what we were going to shoot today last night?"
Jiang Yuxia nodded. After filming yesterday's scene, the assistant director handed him the next script. Director Zhao glanced at the assistant director, feeling a bit of a headache. "How many clips like this did you watch last night?"
The assistant director scratched his head innocently. "Even if I give him the money, it's not okay? Isn't that a basic requirement? The director didn't tell him not to give it."
Jiang Yuxia was shocked by Director Zhao's ability to see through everything from time to time. He honestly recalled, "About 20 to 30."
There are many award-winning works, or clips that are rated as textbook acting by netizens.
Director Zhao stared at Jiang Yuxia. His usually good temper made him speak sternly this time. "You're not acting at all now. You're imitating, imitating acting. What you're performing today is someone else's. I don't want your imitation show! I want your own stuff!"
Director Zhao: "Immerse yourself in it. I've told you before, don't think about how to act. The more you think about how to act, the more you will lose your acting skills. Everything you produce will be like a set process. You have to feel it, experience it."
His voice was so loud that the entire set fell silent, and no one dared to make a sound.
The assistant director licked his lips. He thought Jiang Yuxia's acting was very good. He was not the only one who thought so. Among so many people in the room, Director Zhao was probably the only one who was dissatisfied. He was about to speak up for Jiang Yuxia, but Director Zhao gave him a look and he shut his mouth awkwardly.
"Think about it carefully. I'll give you ten minutes." Director Zhao took the megaphone from the assistant director and shouted, "Everyone, take a ten-minute break!"
After Director Zhao left, the assistant director consoled him, "It's okay, it's okay. It's actually very good. It's just that Director Zhao is very optimistic about you, so he has higher expectations of you."
Jiang Yuxia curled her lips at the assistant director and said, "Thank you, assistant director. I'm fine. I also feel that I didn't act well. Can I sit over there for a while?"
"Of course, go ahead."
He found a chair and covered his eyes with a towel. The world suddenly became dark and the noisy sounds in his ears gradually faded away.
One minute, two minutes...
The assistant director looked at him and said to Director Zhao, "Are you being too harsh on him?"
Director Zhao was stunned for a few seconds, then asked hesitantly, "Am I very strict?"
The assistant director nodded quickly, and after getting the confirmed answer, he looked at the staff next to him, and everyone nodded.
Director Zhao: “…Ahem.”
He glanced at Jiang Yuxia and said, "There are two types of actors: technical and experiential. If Jiang Yuxia is a technical actor, he might be an excellent actor. But if he's an experiential actor, just wait and see. Within five years, he'll definitely have a place in the hall of fame. His talent is unattainable, and I'm afraid he's going astray."
As he spoke, he glanced to the side again. The doctor assigned to him by Zhou Boye did not come today. After he asked that question yesterday, he might have seen his guilt. That was certain. After all, it happened in his own team and he could not escape the blame.
Perhaps because they were afraid that he would keep thinking about this matter, they didn't let the doctor come today. Director Zhao laughed twice and said, "He is still a very gentle child."
When Jiang Yuxia opened his eyes again, his expression had slightly changed. He walked over to the director silently and said, "I'm ready. You can start."
Director Zhao stared into his eyes for two seconds. Although Jiang Yuxia's face usually had no expression, at least there was warmth in his eyes. But now even his eyes were cold.
He paused, turned around and didn't speak to Jiang Yuxia. He just took the microphone and asked the staff to take their seats.
After the scene quieted down, Jiang Yuxia stood in the ruins with a green screen. Unlike before, he did not make any exaggerated body movements this time, but just looked at the ruins calmly.
I can't remember how many times my home has been bombed; I've become accustomed to it, it's no big deal. There's not much sadness in my eyes, more of a numbness and emptiness, a sense of emptiness, as if there's not much worth caring about.
Director Zhao stared at the monitor, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Jiang Yuxia walked to where his house used to be, kicked away the bricks and wood, and reached out to pick up some usable things. In the current time of scarce resources, nothing can be wasted. Instead of falling into sadness, how to survive next is more important.
He threw the things he had picked up into a pile, but his other hand was always on the dagger, never leaving it. It was the only thing he had to protect himself at that time.
Until the remains of a doll appeared in the ruins. It was his only little companion, the thing that had always been by his side for so many years. When everything was destroyed again and again, it was the doll that accompanied him through it all.
His body froze, and for a moment he was out of character. He had always thought that his sense of belonging was also his own name, but that was just an imitation of Qin Zhixing. From childhood to adolescence to the present, there has always been someone by his side - Zhou Boye.
If this little friend is Zhou Boye, remove him from his life...
It was so painful... There was no part of my body that didn't hurt.
It’s not that it didn’t happen, but he just can’t remember those two years.
Jiang Yuxia's eyes were red, and he just stared at the object, and slowly his eyes began to become confused.
If a person lives in the world but has no ties with the world and no place to rely on, how should he live?
After a moment, he bent down again and picked up things silently, but he never picked up the stump. It was as if he didn't see it, and he picked up things mechanically and numbly.
He didn't know when the rain started falling. He looked up at the sky. The rain fell into his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and gathered at his chin. His eyes were more numb than before, without a trace of light.
At the end of the shot, there is a close-up of the eyes.
"Card!"
There was silence in the field.
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