Yang Huanyi also stayed with Shang Yechu in the rain.
Both of them had waterproof makeup on their faces, and when they met, they both found it a bit comical.
The staff were already in position, and Shang Yechu and Yang Huanyi were lying on the ground, ready to pose.
Shang Yechu closed her eyes, still feeling uncertain.
If even the actor himself doesn't pity the character, how can we expect the audience to feel pity for Zhao Lele?
The equipment was still being tested, and filming hadn't started yet. In the darkness, Shang Yechu felt a tickle in her ear as a familiar voice reached her.
It turned out to be Yang Huanyi, who was lying on top of her.
Yang Huanyi said in a low voice, "You might as well imagine that I'm dead for a moment."
Shang Yechu felt a surge of displeasure and subconsciously frowned, saying, "What do you mean, 'die'? None of us will die. I think Zhao Lele deserves to die more than Lin Fengyu."
"You can't act with that kind of thinking," Yang Huanyi whispered. "Why can't you love her the way I love Zhao Lele?"
These words struck Shang Yechu like a drumbeat, causing her heart to skip a beat.
Just then, Luo Yao called out, "Everyone to your positions—"
Before Shang Ye could even process the subtle, uneasy feeling those words evoked, she quickly composed herself and stopped whispering with Yang Huanyi.
One drop, two drops.
What started as just dangling raindrops gradually transformed into endless rain lines.
Fine raindrops fell on Shang Yechu's face. Her eyelashes, black as raven feathers from the rain, trembled, and her eyes slowly opened.
Such a long shot couldn't be filmed in one take. Just this close-up of her opening her eyes took six or seven shots from different angles. The water from the sprinkler truck repeatedly poured into Shang Yechu's eyes; the sensation was indescribably pleasurable.
Shang Yechu silently prayed that the water quality of Xiatan would meet the standards. This little hardship was nothing to her. However, Yang Huanyi's body pressed against her, so light and airy, made Shang Yechu somewhat distracted. Yang Huanyi's frame was relatively large for a woman; how could she be so thin? It might affect her health.
After opening his eyes blankly a few times, the shot was finally completed. It was a good start. This kind of shot, which didn't require any emotion, was a piece of cake for Shang Yechu. If Luo Yao wanted, Shang Yechu could keep his eyes open here for 24 hours straight.
That moment has finally arrived.
To minimize stress, the actors would dry-cry several times before filming the rain scenes. They would get emotionally charged and hold back their tears until it actually started raining.
Shang Yechu cried twice, and Luo Yao was very satisfied with her condition. He waved his hand and announced that the formal filming could begin.
Luo Yao was satisfied, but Shang Yechu was not. Good actors all have a vague estimate of their own limits. Shang Yechu intuitively felt that she hadn't performed at her true level when she was just crying.
With this hesitation, Shang Yechu lay down on the wet ground once again.
Shang Yechu was extremely nervous about this moment. She was afraid that she would make Yang Huanyi get soaked in the rain because of repeated takes; she was afraid that the crew would have to endure the trouble of filming in the rain, as taking a rain scene would be time-consuming and costly, and multiple takes would result in more expenses than usual; she was afraid that she would ultimately fail to perform well and ruin the character of Zhao Lele...
When it really came to this, Shang Yechu felt strangely calm.
The endless, deceptive winter rain lashed against his face. Cold and damp. It was a damp winter day. Shang Yechu stared blankly at the falling rain, his eyes blinking with each drop—a normal human physiological response.
Regardless, Lin Fengyu is dead.
Lin Fengyu is dead.
Suddenly, Shang Yechu felt something against her neck. She reached out and pushed it away; it was slippery. The rain blurred her vision, and Shang Yechu couldn't really see what it was. She could only vaguely make out its outline.
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