What kind of poison was cast?
Lu Xinyang had met director Gao Jian as early as when he was taking the final photos.
Before that meeting, Tang Lin kept chattering along the way, saying that Director Gao had a bad temper and was unkind, a workaholic and old-fashioned, and that you must not offend him or you would be scolded badly.
Brainwashing packages were thrown out one after another, making Lu Xinyang almost march in step when he entered the door.
As a result, when I met the real person, I realized that those brainwashing packages were all fake and shoddy, so fake that they were a bit unconventional.
Gao Jian is over fifty years old this year, but he has almost sixty to seventy years of white hair on his head. He has never been married and has no children. His face does look a bit fierce, but he is not a weird old man who is difficult to deal with.
"It's not as scary as you say!" said Lu Xinyang.
Tang Lin swallowed the story he overheard about the staff complaining about Director Gao's remarkable results in chanting sutras in the mountains, and dared not speak out.
As soon as they arrived at the set, Gao Jian stopped Lu Xinyang and said, "Xiao Lu, how's your practice going with the performance I asked you to practice?"
He knew that Lu Xinyang had been learning from an acting teacher, but he had never seen Lu Xinyang act.
"Don't worry! I will definitely not hold the crew back!" Lu Xinyang confidently put down the flag, but his eyes were wandering everywhere.
Gao Jian followed his gaze and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Is Ji Rongyu here?" he asked. "He's the author of the novel."
"In a production crew, you should call the screenwriter... Ahem, but I didn't notice," Gao Jian waved to Chen Feng and turned away. "I'm busy now, so I'll be leaving now. If you have anything, please talk to Xiao Chen."
So he turned to look at the assistant director. Chen Feng thought for a moment and confirmed, "He should be here. I remember someone yelling for help just now, and he was the one who followed."
Lu Xinyang nodded and understood.
Ji Rongyu must be avoiding him!
This person was so hypocritical. He was clearly angry, but he said he could be friends with him. Lu Xinyang felt that he could no longer trust his words unless he wrote a contract and signed it.
Seeing his depressed face, Chen Feng casually asked, "What's wrong?"
After Lu Xinyang gave a brief account of the situation, the experienced assistant director understood.
He knew about the hot search last night because the publicity department of Xianse also added fuel to the fire, and they wanted to make the most of the ready-made popularity, but no one thought of considering Ji Rongyu, an outsider.
"Well, that's easy," Chen Feng cleared his throat. "Xiao Ji is quite easy to talk to. After filming, ask him to take you to the night market stalls over at Baijiang Bridge tonight. The background of the play he wrote is over there, and the crew will need to go there for filming in the future. Young people should go out to eat and have fun more often. There's no reason to hold grudges."
Lu Xinyang's eyes lit up, and his voice suddenly rose eight degrees: "Good attention! Thank you, Uncle Chen!"
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Ji Rongyu closed his eyes, his spirits plummeting instantly. "Brother Chen, to be honest, I can't get along with him at all. Director Gao is definitely the most professional when it comes to dramas. There's no need for me to talk nonsense. Really, I'm not going to get involved."
Considering that he was better at calling people than Lu Xinyang, Chen Feng was actually embarrassed to push him into the fire pit, but Gao Jian specifically told him to take good care of this young master, and he dared not disobey.
I really don't know what kind of curse Lu Xinyang had put on Gao Jian. Chen Feng complained in his heart, but said, "Director Gao asked you to explain the role to him. You wrote the novel, so it's only natural for him to ask you for advice. Just take him to that environment for a walk around and experience it. Then he will have a better feel for acting."
Ji Rongyu was overwhelmed, but public and private matters could not be mixed up. If Lu Xinyang really played the role badly, he would be even more depressed.
"Okay, I'll take him there after the show tonight," he said reluctantly, "Do you want to invite Wen Zhuo too?"
Calling Wen Zhuo would give him away, so Chen Feng quickly said, "He's not needed. He's a very solid actor. You just need to take care of Lu Xinyang."
Ji Rongyu said "Oh", and Chen Feng went back to report the news with satisfaction. Ji Rongyu sat down with his pen in his mouth, and wrote dirty words skillfully on the notebook while thinking about which unlucky stall he should take the young master to tonight to get in touch with the people.
Filming began right after the opening ceremony. Ji Rongyu had participated in the arrangement of the shooting sequence and knew that the scenes shot in the first few days would be relatively simple and daily indoor scenes, which would help the actors find their feeling and adapt to the environment.
It was the first time that Ji Rongyu saw the filming site of a TV series with his own eyes. Just seeing the large number of staff members running around holding various instruments and props made him feel dizzy, let alone standing up and acting in coordination with the camera.
From this point of view, Lu Xinyang's "cram school" was quite effective. Not only did he remember the movements in just one go, he also didn't feel awkward at all during the filming. Seeing him chatting and rehearsing lines with Wen Zhuo in front of the camera, he looked even more natural than Ji Rongyu, the bystander.
However, he suspected that this was not the legendary acting talent, but that the young master was too confident and did not take the camera and the onlookers seriously at all.
Director Gao obviously agreed with him, so during the lunch break, he called Lu Xinyang over and talked to him while they ate.
They were probably talking about filming or performance. Ji Rongyu glanced over there several times, secretly praying that Gao Jian's requirements would be stricter, and Lu Xinyang's acting would be worse. It would be best if the filming could not be completed until tonight, so that he would be relieved.
Different fields are like different worlds. He really didn't think he had anything to teach others. Ji Rongyu thought irresponsibly that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. Wouldn't it be better for him to read more on his own?
The story of "Trapped in Color" itself is very simple. The protagonist Bai Qingheng's family fell into poverty and both his parents died. He only has one younger sister who is studying abroad and has not returned yet.
After selling all his property to pay off his debts, he thought he would have to sleep on the streets with the last painting he had hidden. However, he didn't expect that God would not even give him such a small chance to survive. Suddenly, a group of men in black armed with guns appeared on the street, vying for his life.
At the critical moment, Fu Qianyu heroically descended from the sky, drove away the bad guys and saved Bai Qingheng. However, Bai Qingheng, beaten by fate, was no longer a little white rabbit. He was wary of this lifesaver, always alert to his ill intentions.
Faced with such a situation, Fu Qianyu simply took out a property certificate and a bunch of keys.
That small house turned out to be the former residence of Bai's parents before they became rich. Bai Qingheng, as a son, knew nothing about it. Even the lawyer who managed his family's property had overlooked the inconspicuous house, but now it was delivered to him by a stranger he had never met before.
Bai Qingheng was stunned.
Fu Qianyu packed up the stunned Bai Qingheng and his painting and put them in the car, then drove to the destination with familiarity. Bai Qingheng got out of the car and was about to thank him when he saw the man openly open the door and walk in, then announced that he would live there and be Bai Qingheng's personal bodyguard.
This mysterious stranger broke into Bai Qingheng's life, and then accompanied him into the painting, experiencing with him the poverty, desolation and bizarreness that he had never experienced in the first half of his life.
The afternoon was mainly spent filming transition scenes, and Wen Zhuo took on almost all the difficulty of the performance. His performance was highly complete and infectious, and Lu Xinyang was easily brought in by him. Most of the shots were passed in two or three takes.
The filming progressed smoothly and they were able to finish work early in the evening. All the staff present were very happy, except Ji Rongyu, whose expectations were dashed and his face fell.
Facing Lu Xinyang who had quickly changed his clothes and was coming to find him, he pretended to be calm and stalled for time: "It's six o'clock now, so let's leave an hour to eat, and then at seven o'clock..."
"No need to eat!" Lu Xinyang put his arm around his shoulder and walked out. "Tang Lin said there's a food pedestrian street over there with lots of delicious food. Let's go there and eat slowly!"
Ji Rongyu: “…”
Tang Lin, I will remember you.
Tang Lin, who was remembered, didn't come along this time because Lu Xinyang felt that his assistant's ideas were not very reliable, so he wanted to do it himself this time. He had originally planned to drive there, but Ji Rongyu said it was difficult to find a place to park there, so he changed his mind and took a taxi.
Baijiang Bridge is not very far from the filming location, but it was a winter night after all. When we got there, the sky was already dark without a trace of blue, and the streets were full of bustling lights and pedestrians talking and laughing.
This was Lu Xinyang's first time visiting a night market. The wide, straight streets were lined with endless mobile stalls, and enthusiastic shopkeepers were introducing their wares in a variety of ways.
The clothing, ornaments, drinks, and snacks that seemed ordinary during the day now took on a special allure under the warm glow of the light. Many children gathered around the stall, refusing to leave, their eyes fixed on the illuminated toys dancing in the hands of the shopkeeper, followed by their parents, their hands full of candied haws and colorful balloons.
Soon, Ji Rongyu appeared in the parents' logistics team, holding ice cream, grilled squid and mantis shrimp, with a singing top tied around his waist.
Ji Rongyu went up and kicked Lu Xinyang, who was leaning against a lamppost eating octopus balls, making him stagger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Take this thing away from me!"
"Oh oh!" Lu Xinyang quickly freed one hand to touch his trouser pocket.
The spinning top keychain, whose switch was knocked on by a passing child, was singing and flashing colorful lights. Lu Xinyang was rummaging in his trouser pockets, and everyone who passed by would glance at them. Ji Rongyu felt that he had lost all his face and just wanted to quickly draw a line between them and him: "Are you going to eat these or not? If not, I'll throw them away."
"Of course I eat it!" Lu Xinyang put the small spinning top into his pocket, puffed out his cheeks and said vaguely, "It's delicious, you'll know once you try it!"
Ji Rongyu thought, "I've eaten it before, how could I not know it?" But before he could finish his words, Lu Xinyang interrupted him with takoyaki: "Ah - come and eat!"
The meat floss and salad dressing had already stained his lips, so Ji Rongyu had no choice but to stare at him expressionlessly and take the mouthful of "food".
Lu Xinyang blinked his eyes. “How is it? Is it delicious? Let’s buy some more to take back. I’m sure they will like it too!”
Ji Rongyu couldn't stand his silly look any longer and said helplessly, "Do you really like eating this?"
He nodded quickly, and Ji Rongyu stuffed all the food in his hand into his hands, pinched his frozen fingers, squatted down and patted the dust off his shoes, and then bent down to pick up the small things Lu Xinyang bought: "Come on, I'll take you to a better place."
This was Lu Xinyang's first time at the night market, and he wanted to buy everything and eat everything. However, Ji Rongyu grew up in this area and knew it very well.
He led Lu Xinyang, who was full of curiosity, into a winding alley and found a snack bar with a deserted storefront.
The slightly plump shop owner was tidying up things with his back to them. Ji Rongyu knocked on the counter and said familiarly, "Good morning, Sister Fang. I want four boxes of our secret takoyaki and a pound of hand-shredded beef to take away."
"That won't do! I don't even have a pound left. If you let them all go, what else am I supposed to sell?" Sister Fang's voice was full of energy, and her age was completely invisible. "At most, half a pound!"
"Then I'll give you half a pound," Ji Rongyu took a deep breath of the warm food aroma in the store, finally feeling a little hungry, "Put more Fang Jie's secret seaweed!"
"Okay," Sister Fang laughed. "Since you've brought a friend here, I'll give you a separate portion of seaweed!"
Sister Fang, wrapped in a bright red apron, turned around. Lu Xinyang originally wanted to ask Ji Rongyu why she said good morning, but after seeing her eyes that obviously showed signs of vision problems, he immediately shut up.
She skillfully prepared two servings of takoyaki and gestured in Lu Xinyang's direction: "Young man, come and try my cooking!"
"It smells so good! Think about Sister Fang!" Lu Xinyang quickly took it and couldn't wait to pick one up and blew on it. "Wow, delicious! Huh, sizzling, hum, hum - delicious!"
He was so burned that he couldn't speak, but he still remembered to lift the takoyaki and wave it in the air to physically cool the delicacy.
Crispy seaweed, sweet and spicy sauce, soft and delicious meatballs and the fragrant and rich braised beef hidden inside, Lu Xinyang couldn't stop eating, and a box of five was empty in the blink of an eye. He looked at the remaining box on the counter, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Ji Rongyu eagerly.
Seeing how much he enjoyed eating, Ji Rongyu felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, but his face was still indifferent: "This guy eats too much. There is nothing I can do, Sister Fang, please make us two more boxes."
Lu Xinyang rushed over and hugged the box of steaming hot takoyaki, practically wagging his tail with joy. "Wow, it smells so good! I'll come back tomorrow morning. Sister Fang, please make more beef. I want to buy ten pounds!"
"Are you two causing trouble?" Sister Fang said, busying herself without even looking up. "Don't be like Xiao Ji!"
In the end, most of the six boxes of takoyaki went into Lu Xinyang's stomach. He also snatched the half pound of beef from Ji Rongyu's hand and held it in his arms. He still asked unwillingly, "Why did she only sell it to you and not to me?"
"Do you know him well?" Ji Rongyu's eyes showed a hint of pride that he couldn't hide. "I begged and pleaded for years to get this privilege."
When he was still in elementary school, Sister Fang opened a shop here. He thought the beef in this shop tasted the best, so every time his grandfather picked him up from school, he would stop by and buy some beef to take home.
Lu Xinyang remembered: "Oh, yes, you seemed to have said that your home is near Baijiang Bridge."
"Yeah, right there," Ji Rongyu casually pointed in a direction and added, "I came up with the character of Fu Qianyu while I was walking along this road."
Lu Xinyang immediately stopped and looked around.
Ji Rongyu also stopped and turned to look at him, thinking, just ask whatever you want to ask, and I will be free after you have said what you need to say.
However, he didn't expect Lu Xinyang to ask, "So, is your novel about you and your girlfriend? Like... writing her in as a man or something like that?"
"Of course not." Ji Rongyu gritted his teeth. Let alone a girlfriend, he had never even had a boyfriend. When he wrote about love stories, he had to rely on his imagination.
"Will you include me in the list in the future?" Lu Xinyang said this before he remembered that Ji Rongyu seemed to have not released him from the blacklist yet.
"You're really not mad at me anymore, are you?" Lu Xinyang counted on his fingers. "You took me out to play and bought me food. We must be friends now. You can't go back on your word."
Ji Rongyu was stunned: "What did I regret?"
"You ignored me this morning and kept avoiding me." Lu Xinyang's eyes were still bright, but the corners of his mouth drooped. "Don't you just want to not be friends with me?"
"...That's not the case." Ji Rongyu then realized that there was a misunderstanding. Inexplicably, Lu Xinyang's lost look made him feel a little guilty.
He thought for a moment and explained, "Actually, last night... I was very particular about my bed and didn't sleep well, so I felt sleepy this morning. I really didn't pay attention to anything else, and I didn't mean to ignore you."
"Really?" Lu Xinyang stared at Ji Rongyu intently, his mouth slightly open. Just a nod away and the magpie in his heart would burst out.
Ji Rongyu hesitated for a moment, then reached out and unbolted the door: "Really."
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