After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

After half a month of experimentation, Zhong Jiuyin finally felt the feeling of playing white and black, and she packed up her things and joined the group with a smile on her face.

The crew had sufficient funds, and the director was a big boss. Not all the scenes were personally in charge. According to the plot conflict, they were divided into group A and group B to shoot at the same time. She and Yan Cheng were not in the same group at the beginning.

It wasn't until the plot line reached that they had a rivalry scene that the two appeared on the same set.

Zhong Jiuyin murmured to him during the intermission: "We are obviously in the same crew, but we can only see each other after work is over. Now we are finally together, and we have to play opposites who are incompatible with each other. There is a sense of taboo that is not allowed by the world."

Yan Cheng: "..."

It would be better to say that two adolescent boys and girls in a town without a bridge are falling in love behind their parents' backs.He is a little unaccustomed to the sudden rise in the cultural level of metaphors.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhong Jiuyin peeled an orange to eat, and said vaguely, "I'm going to scold you later, are you ready? I'm still a little embarrassed."

"Why are you embarrassed?" He glanced at the orange in her hand and asked.

"We haven't quarreled before, so I don't feel comfortable saying something vicious to you all of a sudden. Maybe it's just like a husband and wife acting in the same play. I can't help but look at your face. It might delay my output."

They really didn't yell and quarrel. Yan Cheng knew how hard she worked in this drama. Just ask two more staff members of Group A. If she gets stuck in the scene with his opponent, it will probably be very uncomfortable.

"Then I'll try it twice with you first?" Yan Cheng asked, his eyes glanced at the orange slice she stuffed into her mouth.

"Just walk through the lines." She looked at the script spread out on her knees, and said anxiously, "I'll go all out, then I'll fail, and I'll be exhausted three times. Try it twice now, and you won't be able to explode later. It may cause you to do it twice more. You shouldn't scold me, right?"

Yan Cheng: "Mom doesn't dare to scold you now."

He was going to scold him, and he had to return home in the middle of the night.

Zhong Jiuyin deliberately lowered her face: "Nonsense."

After going through the lines, the director of group A told them to go over and get ready to start filming.

Zhong Jiuyin was the first to respond, and the things were put in place as soon as they were thrown.Yan Cheng walked behind, and glanced at the orange she placed beside the seat.

I almost finished eating and didn't think to give him a piece. Yesterday I was so generous to buy fruit slices for the crew.

He walked out two steps, then stepped back to pick up the orange, peeled a piece and ate it himself.

Before he could move his legs after eating, his face was contorted for a moment by the sourness, which was comparable to the sourness of lemon and almost knocked his head off.

The director also shouted at him with a loudspeaker: "What are you doing, Yan Cheng? You suffered an abdominal injury, not a stroke on your face. I'm going to take pictures of your face later. Don't make those weird expressions."

Zhong Jiuyin looked back at him curiously, and couldn't help laughing just like everyone else.

Yan Cheng breathed out with his mouth open, and asked Sister Xu to take a few sips of water to make it better. When he lowered his head and vomited by the trash can, he squinted at her.

I laughed happily.

This scene took place in a crude interrogation room. As the villain, Zhong Jiuyin was lying half-stretched on the table with his hands bound. Yan Cheng stood in front of her as the hero, questioning her with the anger of his teammates after the sacrifice. In his anger, he would grab her by the collar and pull her up, strangling her until she couldn't breathe.

All in all, it was a very interesting clip. The whole crew was watching from the outside of the camera, and several cameras surrounded them from different angles.

After yelling, the two entered the scene instantly. Yan Cheng had just been teased, so he was very suitable for playing the dark and gloomy role. He spoke his lines like a firecracker with his teeth gritted, and then he slammed his hands on the table, making Zhong Jiuyin tremble.

This was within the normal reaction of the character, she still kept a polite smile with the same curvature on the corner of her mouth, blinked and said, "You scared me."

She could still laugh, saying it was a provocation to a person who had lost a close teammate. Panting heavily, he grabbed her by the collar and threw it on the table, causing the dirty table to creak and move a lot forward.

"Why? I'm going to ask you again, why?! Why are you the only one, why did you do these things? He's still thinking about saving you until he dies!"

She twisted her neck and raised her neck, panting: "I was helping him. Everyone in this world is living in too much pain. Since death will come sooner or later, why not earlier? You can also choose the way of death."

"Are you fucking insane? When you were rescued, you were still preaching that as long as people are alive, there is hope!"

"That's a lie, you idiots! You hope that fringe science can bring about a life-saving cure for the future, but you haven't made any progress for so many years! Didn't the predecessors say it earlier? No one in the future has returned to the present, which means that before we develop to find a way to travel through time and space, human beings are already extinct! Everyone is just a piece of waste in a cloud of dust, especially you, you should be the one who died just now."

Yan Cheng's hand grabbed her throat, and the veins on her arm bulged, making her so painful that she couldn't speak a word.

"You're fucking trash!"

"Crack!"

Zhong Jiuyin's painful struggle immediately stopped, and Yan Cheng quickly bent down in front of her and asked, "How is it, where did you hurt?"

Zhong Jiuyin coughed twice and said, "It's okay. Your hands are quite strong."

The assistant director laughed at her: "Do you know if he has strong hands on the first day? It's as if you just met."

Zhong Jiuyin thought to herself that they had never played the game of choking, so she really didn't know.

With the help of Yan Cheng's hands, she adjusted her sitting posture, but her hands were still tied and did not loosen. She had to ask the director first if this was acceptable.

Director: "I feel that the scolding is still not enjoyable enough. If the anger and fear cannot rise to the peak, it will not be able to mobilize the audience's emotions."

So they did it all over again, and the whole crew thought about the scolding together, probably because watching the scene where the couple scolded each other was very touching, they were very active, and the assistant who put on makeup even secretly asked them: "Won't scolding too hard affect your relationship?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "Of course not! I am a person of quality!"

After speaking, he looked at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng: "...What, am I very unqualified?"

"Your expression just now looks like you're going to get angry and I'll cut the body up again. It's hard to say whether you will get too deep into the drama and vent your anger on me."

"I'm also worried that you've been brainwashed too deeply into the drama, and you'll think that all human beings are food-wasting waste. Why did you tease me with oranges just now?"

"What?" Zhong Jiuyin tilted his head to cooperate with the make-up artist to touch up the makeup, only squinting at him, "You mean oranges? Who played tricks on you, you are not resistant to acid and you steal my oranges, so you are ashamed to shout "Stop thief."

Yan Cheng frowned: "You really don't feel sour?"

The same orange can't just have that one petal that is so sour that his teeth are sour just thinking about that taste.

Zhong Jiuyin: "It's not sour, the two specially brought it for me, it's very expensive, okay?"

For that price, it's not the orange's problem that it's so sour that it's drooling.

"Why did Erkou bring you this kind of orange?" Yan Cheng asked again.

She didn't care and said: "I brought it from home and I took it. Whoever asked the reason, I ate it for many days. But I remember she said before that someone in the family was pregnant, so she bought a lot of fruit, can I keep it..."

She stopped in the middle of her words, when Yan Cheng suddenly grabbed her hand.