The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 92 Women's Competitiveness

Today is the winter solstice, it is very cold outside, the cold wind is mixed with some ice slag, crackling on the window glass.

It's just loud thunder and little rain.The heating in the hotel was not bad, especially since he turned on the electric mattress, which made him feel hot all over.

It was completely different from when I burned charcoal for heating in the basement in Beiping.

At that time, even if the wall skin was baked off, the bed would not be warm, and it would still shrivel up when lying on it.

It's different now, the electric mattress is scorching, and OO is spread out wantonly.

He didn't know why Liu Yifei asked this question suddenly, but he didn't reply after he replied.

Leaving her alone, the mobile phone was stuffed under the pillow, and she fell asleep after a while, so she went to see Duke Zhou.

No, I just saw the shadow.

Ying's current appearance is almost fixed, with long hair and beard hanging down, wearing a short jacket, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

It can be a combination of elegance and wildness, poverty and prosperity.

Weird.

The surroundings are no longer pitch black, benches, fitness equipment, and all kinds of flowers and shrubs appear, just like a park.

I fed my brain too many "impurities", and now I can imagine more realistic scenes in my dreams.

With a single thought in mind, a short stick with eyebrows level will appear in his hand, horizontally in front of his body.

What are you going to play today?This grandson will not use Liuhe knife again, will he?
His eyes were fixed on Ying's face, and he vaguely realized that he could clearly see two thin lips under his thick beard.

Then, Shadow opened his mouth.

Huo Yunting's heart was awe-inspiring, and he held the short stick tightly in his hand. The self-awareness of this thing has become higher again?
The muscles of the two big arms were tense, and the eyebrow-level short stick was like a bow and arrow eager to try.

"noun: to give up, to let go."

"..."

Huo Yunting was a little confused, what did it just say.

The eyebrow-level short stick lying in front of him was put away and poked on the ground.Looking at Ying on the opposite side, he hesitated and replied, "abandon."

"spell."

"..."

"……Won't."

It's not like when you just say the word, you feel that there is something under your body.

As soon as he lowered his head, a small rectangular table for one person appeared in front of him. The table looked mottled, and various names were engraved on it.

There is a copy of "Must Memorize Vocabulary for Level [-]" on it.

I picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and it was exactly the same as the one I bought.

"a,b,a,n,d,o,n"

"on the boat."

"...Aboard"

"spell."

"..."

After matching a few words with Ying, Huo Yunting came to his senses.

No, it's his mother's dream tonight that he wants to practice the plum blossom short stick. How can he memorize English words?
When he came back to his senses, he picked up the stick and slammed it down on Ying's head. The stick broke, and Ying couldn't see what was wrong.

The calm eyes still looked at Huo Yunting, asking for the next word.

Huo Yunting was a little silent, put it back on the desk again, and opened the "Level [-] Must-Memorize Vocabulary".

Looking at those densely packed English letters and Chinese character annotations, he felt his head was about to explode.

"beep beep"

"beep beep"

At five o'clock in the morning, when the alarm clock rang, Huo Yunting opened his eyes on time.

It was still dark at this time, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see anything clearly.Only the howling wind outside the window, the sound remained unchanged.

He got up a little sluggishly, his eyes were broken and he couldn't concentrate, and it took a while to recover.

He sat cross-legged, thinking about what he did last night.

"Master's."

Huo Yunting cursed secretly, he actually memorized English vocabulary and learned grammar all night.I think he never worked so hard in the high school entrance examination.

It's a pity that even after studying for one night, he only memorized about one-third of the CET-[-] book. His English talent is surprisingly poor.

Turning on the bedside lamp, the warm light dispelled the darkness.I took that Level [-] book and flipped through a few pages, it was so familiar.I have memorized the previous dozens of pages by heart.

This night, he felt uncomfortable from the strands of his hair to the covers of his toes.He would rather fight with ten sword masters than memorize this word anymore.

It's a pity that the dream didn't come true. In the next few nights, Huo Yunting was tormented by vocabulary and grammar every night, and he couldn't practice martial arts even if he wanted to.

How to specifically control this dream, he himself does not know.

In the past, my choice of whether to practice martial arts with shadows or play a role was based on instinct.How to control the scene transition, he really didn't study it carefully.

Life is like being raped, since you can't resist, you have to learn to enjoy it.

Brother Qian'er said this to him.

When he said this, he had a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life.Seeing Huo Yunting wanted to give him two kicks.

Is it okay to confiscate your mother's property first before you say this?

But now he feels that this sentence is suitable for himself.

Since the fact of learning English cannot be changed, it is enough to accept it.Anyway, I have been indoctrinated with various English words and grammar every night for the past few days, and my brain has become the shape of English.

So in the days that followed, I found some English films on the Internet, and practiced grammar by the way.

Movies like Cat and Mouse, Memento, The Truman Show, or TV shows like Friends.

He found that American TV dramas are different from those in China, they are divided according to seasons.There are only a dozen or twenty episodes in a season, which is very small.

But his favorites are the "Harry Potter" series and the "Lord of the Rings" series.

These two series of movies can be said to be endless, epic dramas.

It would be great if there is an oriental fantasy epic blockbuster released in China.

……

At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the day's scenes ended.The other actors who played against Huo Yunting hurriedly put on their coats and coats.

Huo Yunting himself was fine, taking his time.Liao Da Da walked to the outside of the court, and put on the padded clothes that were put on the folding chair.

His skin is thick, and he has practiced martial arts for many years, so he is not afraid of freezing.Or maybe I'm used to freezing.

Now this day, it is getting colder and colder, and it has been several degrees below zero for several days.

Nowadays, some people in the crew go to the toilet, and they don't solve it directly from the wild.Instead, dig a hole and build a shed to keep out the wind.

There is no other reason. If you pee outside in the early morning and evening, you will lose consciousness in less than a minute.

But today is fine, the weather has warmed up a bit, and the temperature at night is not a few degrees below zero.

If it hadn't been for the warmer weather tonight, the scene where he and Xiaolongnv practiced the Jade Heart Sutra would have to be delayed until the beginning of spring.

Filming these days is really watching God eat.

"Brother Yun, I just read the script, are you going to be topless tonight?"

Huo Yunting was sipping his tea, talking to Liu Yifei about the scene to be filmed tonight, when the ubiquitous little girl came up to him.

"People who practice martial arts pay attention to spring cover and autumn freeze. They have been frozen for many years, and now they are used to it."

Liu Yifei threw a freshly filled hot water bottle into Huo Yunting's arms, and smiled at him, "Brother Yun, isn't it?"

In fact, he really wanted to say that he had never been covered in spring and autumn when he grew up.And even if there is, it's winter, so why freeze?Do you think you are not cooling down fast enough?
"Suck it~"

Chewing tea in her mouth, she glanced to the left, Liu Yifei was holding a hot water bottle in both hands, and was watching casually.

Glancing to the right again, Yang Mi rested her chin on her hands and looked at herself with a half-smile.

A strange feeling came to my heart instantly.

No, what relationship do I have with you two? Look at me from left to right, as if I'm in two boats.

Feeling really flustered in his heart, Huo Yunting didn't answer this question.The teacup was tucked under the armpit, and the warm water bottle was in his hand.

"Hey, I just heard Brother Yong greet me, you two chat slowly, I'll go first."

Just slip away.

He ran towards Wang Luoyong not far away, "Uncle Yong, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Huo Yunting is good at this point, as long as you are of the same sex, no matter what age you are, you can chat, and you can hook up and become friends in three or two days.

Like this Broadway Chinese No.1, his hometown is Luoyang, Henan.It was an unfortunate coincidence that Huo Yunting's half-baked Henan dialect just made Wang Luoyong, who had been living in Shanghai for the past few years, feel homesick.

To put it bluntly, this Shanghai dialect doesn't sound very friendly, but it has to be a native dialect.

"Ye boy, are you hooking up with us?"

"Uncle Yong, you are chattering, are we that person?"

Wang Luoyong hit his chest twice with the back of his hand, "Look at this face, look at this body, it's just a walking hormone."

"Just these two little girls who are sixteen or seventeen years old, can you bear it? If you were on Broadway, you would have been dragged to the toilet by those blond American girls."

What he said was not bad, in the entire crew, only Huo Yunting, Liu Yifei, and Yang Mi were among the young actors.

Huo Yunting grinned when he heard this, "Americans are so open?"

"That's wider than crotch pants."

Huo Yunting pursed his lips, and glanced at Wang Luoyong with his eyes.Although he is over forty years old, the charm of Yonghua and wealth is not bad at all.

He regretted, "Uncle Yong, you are speaking from experience."

Wang Luoyong glanced at him, pulled the corner of his mouth, and took a big bite of the Roujiamo in his hand.

"This style is not only liked by little American girls, but also by older American girls."

"How old?"

Wang Luoyong thought for a while, "I have to call Auntie's age when I meet each other. That face——"

"Okay, stop, Uncle Yong." Huo Yunting hurriedly stopped talking, "Let's stop talking about this, besides, I'm going to have nightmares tonight."

If this goes on, Huo Yunting is afraid that when he falls asleep again tonight, the ones teaching him English are not Yingying, but a group of old American girls.

Thinking that he would be surrounded by a group of old American girls, he couldn't help shivering.

Wang Luoyong smiled maliciously, "It's okay for old Nier, but what I'm most afraid of is Lao Nier. Big brother, brother, it's okay if you don't want to go when the time comes."

"Uncle Yong, I believe this must be the experience of a friend of yours."

"Hey, ye..."

The two of them talk about whether they have a match or not, and Yang Mi and Liu Yifei over there are sitting together.

The two young girls sat together talking and laughing, like a beautiful landscape in the cold winter.

As long as no one leans close to listen, no one will think of two good girlfriends with guns and sticks between their lips.

"Qiqian, do you think Brother Yun knows what you're talking about?"

"If you don't refute it, maybe it's acquiescing."

"Then what if I'm afraid you'll be too embarrassed?"

"It's okay, I'll talk to him in detail after filming."

The warm water bottle in her hand was stuffed into Yang Mi's arms, and Liu Yifei smiled sweetly at her, "Zixi, you should go back to the hotel first, don't catch a cold, I'll go filming."

Comparisons between young people are sometimes so strange.There are not too many other factors mixed together, just wanting to overwhelm you.

But when she argued with Yang Mi, it seemed that there were some other inexplicable factors involved?

Liu Yifei herself didn't know.

Women's minds are difficult to guess, and adolescent women's minds are even more difficult to guess, so hard to guess that they can't figure it out themselves.

But this comparison is not limited to women, Huo Yunting used to be like this too.Since elementary school, he liked to compete with others to see who could urinate higher and farther, and it lasted until the third year of junior high school.

The reason why I no longer compare with others is because the heights are too cold.

Nine years without a single defeat, and even often exploded over the grade.Won the worship of other students, and was called the God of urine on campus.

Faced with such a title, Huo Yunting just bowed to him humbly, please don't be infatuated with me, I am not a god of urine.

Speaking of the topic, before it got dark and the temperature hadn't dropped too much, Zhang Jizhong greeted him and hurriedly finished filming the scene of the two practicing the Jade Heart Sutra.

I found a large piece of flat ground from the mountain nest over there, and put the fake flowers I bought on it, which looked extremely beautiful.

Except for a little pinching when stepping on it, everything else is fine.

He took off his shirt and put on a pair of long trousers. When the cold wind blew, Huo Yunting was shivering.

Liu Yifei also changed her white long dress into a one-shoulder suspender—that’s how it’s called, right?

Anyway, it's like those ancient Greek statues in art books.

"Come, come, irrelevant personnel, please leave."

"Actors please take their seats!"

"It's cold tonight, let's try to finish filming as soon as possible."

The two sat down cross-legged, closed their eyes with their palms facing each other, and began to practice the Jade Heart Sutra.

These are all easy to say, one is extremely talented, and the other started out as a martial arts costume drama.Things like cultivation and imparting internal strength are trivial things to them.

What is really difficult is the part of hanging Wia behind and dancing in the air.

Liu Yifei has dancing skills. For her, Diao Weiya is nothing more than changing a place to continue dancing, but Huo Yunting has some difficulties.

The dance teacher talked about it for a long time, and tried several times for him to hang Wia alone, and then he barely felt that he had mastered it.

"Brother Yun, don't worry, it's actually not that difficult." Wia put Huo Yunting down, and Liu Yifei leaned towards him and said.

"You can make a look that is floating in the air, with a little fairy air on it."

"When the time comes, it won't be visible at all when you cut it later."

"Can this work?" Huo Yunting was a little uncertain.

The gentleness of this dance is not the same as that of martial arts.

The softness of the dance mainly focuses on a light and graceful body.The softness of martial arts mainly focuses on lifting weights lightly.

If it was like dancing, people would have beaten them to the ground long ago.

After trying several times, Huo Yunting made an OK gesture towards the shed.

Official shooting.

"rise."

Wia started and hoisted the two of them up.Wu Zhi not far below was waving his hands while directing and shouting with a horn, Huo Yunting tried his best to make the movements to the extreme.

It's just that the soles of my feet don't touch the ground, and I'm still a little cautious because I don't have any roots in my heart.

He didn't care about Diao Weiya, but it was the first time Diao Weiya had been in the air for such a long time.

"Come, come, push in the middle, the male lead is under the female lead."

Wu Zhi yelled with the trumpet below, and each of them stretched out an arm to grab each other.Quite like Michelangelo's "Genesis".

The two grabbed their wrists, and Huo Yunting swung them upwards vigorously. He supported Liu Yifei's feet with his palms. Under the illumination of several headlights, the two maintained this movement for a few seconds.

"OK, the female lead flies forward, and the male lead follows from behind."

Liu Yifei leaned forward, lying in front, while Huo Yunting stretched out his hand to grab her feet, and followed closely behind.

Then the blower blew, and the long skirt hit Huo Yunting on the face, making him want to scold his mother.

Zhang Dazi is simply the God of Blower Wars. A film of him is estimated to revitalize a large blower factory.

The cold wind is whistling in the middle of the night, what the hell do you use a blower for today?
Although he complained wildly in his heart, his expression was still serious, ignoring the long white skirt.

Soon Zhang Jizhong also discovered this problem, and hurriedly called out on the walkie-talkie, "Don't blow the blower, the skirt is all floating on your face, can't you see it?"

In the end, the filming of the scene was finished, and Zhang Dahuzi was very satisfied.

"I said Director Zhang, this big white cloth is covering my face, can it work?"

After replaying the clip from the monitor on the left side of Zhang Jizhong, Huo Yunting couldn't help asking.

"It can be cut later, and the time is long enough."

Liu Yifei, who was standing on the right and also followed, raised an eyebrow at him and smiled triumphantly.

After the filming of this scene, he has nothing to do tonight, so he greeted Director Zhang, changed his clothes and went to the hotel.

"Brother Yun, why are you going back so early?" Liu Yifei followed behind.

She's fine tonight.

"Watch a movie."

Liu Yifei's face was a little red, watching the film... Why does this person talk about everything, so shameless!

Realizing that Liu Yifei behind her was silent, Huo Yunting also realized that the words were ambiguous, waved his hand and slammed her on the head.

"What are you thinking about? It's a serious movie for learning English."

"What can you learn by watching movies? I might as well teach you English."

Muttering something in her mouth, Liu Yifei glanced at Yang Mi who was drowsy on a chair beside her with two warm babies in her arms.Cleared his throat.

"Brother Yun, let's watch a movie together, anyway, I have nothing to do at night."

Huo Yunting's facial features wrinkled together, "I'll use the computer to watch from my room."

She blushed and was taken aback for a moment, this is really not appropriate.But looking sideways, Yang Mi who was next to her woke up and was looking this way with her eyes wide open.

She said bluntly, "It's okay, anyway, the hotel is taken over by our crew, and no one saw it."

Is this a fucking question that anyone sees?This is a question of you discrediting me.

His face twitched a few times, Huo Yunting was about to refuse when he was slapped on the back.

Looking back, it was Yang Mi with a warm baby in one hand.

"Brother Yun, what movie are you watching? Take me one."

ps: there will be more later

　Push a friend's book "Only God", the creation of the world, has become fat.The story is very epic and religious.Book friends who like it can go and have a look.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)