Eight hundred and seventieth chapters you're welcome
The solemn national emblem and the national flag are flying.
This is a long shot, frozen for two seconds. Slowly looking down, this is a simple and solemn gate. The mottled concrete walls around it are full of historical vicissitudes. There is a black iron gate in the middle. Next to it hangs a striking
Brand - "Shanghai Tilanqiao Detention Center".
At this time, the small door next to him opened, and a restrained figure walked out of it, holding a worn luggage bag in his hand. When he was about to step out of the small door, he stopped and bowed respectfully to the prison guard who escorted him out.
bowed.
Only those who have tasted the iron fist of dictatorship can understand the respect for the law.
The camera quickly advances to a medium shot, with He Xin walking out of the shadows step by step until he reaches the sun.
There is a detail here. When He Xin bowed to the prison guard and stepped out of the small door, his body was still hunched over as usual. But when he walked out towards the sun, his waist began to straighten slowly.
The camera follows him out of the shadows, and the sun shines on his face. He closes his eyes and greedily takes a deep breath of free air. Looking around, he sees that the streets are empty, and his expression shows a trace of disappointment.
He paused for a moment and finally turned into a sigh. He picked up his luggage and walked slowly along the sidewalk outside the high wall. There was a lonely bus stop sign in front of him, and there was still a patch of water on the road next to it. He looked down and looked at it.
His own shadow is reflected on the water, a face that is not very young, with a hint of loneliness in his disappointment.
At this time, a white car passed by quickly, and he instinctively jumped back to avoid the splashing water. The water did not splash, and with a sharp braking sound, the white BMW X1 not far away
Stop there.
The car door opened, and Jiang Qinqin, dressed in an orange windbreaker, walked out of the car, stood there lively, staring at each other, just like when the two met for the first time, and then they laughed in unison, and it was a happy smile.
"Card!"
Ning Hao shouted with the walkie-talkie, took off his earphones, got off the RV, pointed his thumb at Jiang Qinqin, and said in foreign language: "Teacher Jiang, Perfect!"
The shot just now was very long, from He Xin coming out of the detention center to the two meeting at the bus stop, it was a back and forth echo. Moreover, the shot at the bus stop had been shot in a studio before. It was a green screen shot, and it would be shot later.
Perfect, today it’s the exterior scenes, and the final film still needs to be combined with special effects shots and exterior shots for editing.
In fact, the previous parts of this scene are all background, and the final foothold or climax lies in the two people looking at each other and smiling. If He Xin's performance is quite satisfactory and normal to the level of his Berlin Best Actor, then Jiang Qinqin's final performance is
The look in his eyes when he came out of the car was filled with anxiety, surprise, and smile, which were very layered. Then, along with the raising of the corners of his mouth, that kind of heartfelt smile without any trace of performance, made Ning Hao admire at the same time.
, I was still muttering silently in my heart: "It's only when you two are fine that there are ghosts!"
Maybe she didn't hear clearly. After Ning Hao shouted to stop, Jiang Qinqin kept looking around. When she saw Ning Hao coming down and giving her a thumbs up, she also asked: "Director, have you passed?"
"pass!"
Ning Hao said and clapped his hands. At this time, the staff put down their work and gathered around. Producer Zhong Lifang held a bouquet of blooming flowers and specially stuffed it into He Xin's hand.
Look, some things don't need to be announced loudly, smart people will see them.
"Hua Hua Hua..."
Amid everyone's applause, He Xin handed the flowers to Jiang Qinqin and said with a smile: "Sister Qinqin, congratulations on wrapping up!"
"Thanks!"
Jiang Qinqin took the flowers, but was still looking around: "Where is Xiao Tang?"
"I'm coming."
The assistant hurriedly squeezed through the crowd carrying a plastic bag and ran in.
Jiang Qinqin's eyes suddenly lit up: "Did you buy it?"
"Yes, I bought it. There were a lot of people queuing up over there, and I managed to buy ten of them." The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead and expressed his gratitude.
"Ah, there are only ten, and it's not even enough." Jiang Qinqin looked at the crowd gathered around her and looked embarrassed.
"What is it?" He Xin noticed a strong fragrance and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Scallion pancakes! I heard that there is a small shop here in Tilanqiao that makes scallion pancakes that are particularly delicious, so I asked Xiao Tang to buy some. Do you want to try them?"
As he said that, he saw the woman take out a piece from the bag and hand it to him. At the same time, he took a piece of it and put it into his mouth and took a bite. His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had eaten dragon marrow and phoenix.
Like a liver, he exaggeratedly said: "It's so delicious!"
The scallion pancake smelled very fragrant, but when He Xin looked at her like this, he was speechless except for surprise. After knowing her for so many years, he felt that this woman seemed to have changed a lot during this cooperation. The change was quite big.
In the early stage, he may have a bad temper due to physical discomfort. In the later stage, he made various demands. The filming time should not be too long, the night scenes should not exceed ten o'clock, and he would not eat the crew's meals. Although these seemed to be reasonable requirements, but this
This is China, not Hollywood. Working day and night, staying up late, these are the norm.
And now, seeing how she ate with gusto, He Xin really couldn't figure out when she had become a foodie, as she was usually quite a mouthful.
Today her scene was finished. In addition to flowers, he also specially prepared a cake. Early in the morning, Shen Ming went to the time-honored Laodafang Cake Shop in Shanghai to order a large fruit and milk cake. He saw that the cake was about to be delivered.
, what's going on with you chewing on scallion pancakes?
Jiang Qinqin saw him looking at her stupidly, then handed the scallion pancake in his hand and rolled her eyes: "What are you looking at? Do you want to eat it or not?"
"Well……"
He Xin could only take it.
At this time, Shen Ming shouted: "The cake is coming, give way."
The cake cart was pushed in, which just relieved the embarrassment.
"Wow, there's even cake!"
Jiang Qinqin had a look of surprise on her face as she looked at the large rectangular cake, which was 24 inches long. It also had the words "Happy Teacher Jiang Qinqin" written on it.
Originally I thought she was surprised when she saw the cake, but after seeing the cake, she quickly asked Xiao Tang to put away the scallion pancakes that were about to be distributed, and said with a smile: "Everyone, eat the cake!"
Wan Qian, who was following Shen Ming, quickly handed over the knife diligently: "Sister Qinqin, cut the cake."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Besides, after working together for a while, even if you can't understand each other anymore, at least you can get along with her on the surface. Jiang Qinqin rarely gave her a smiling face: "Thank you!"
Originally, there were only scenes between He Xin and Jiang Qinqin. Because Jiang Qinqin was finishing filming today, several main actors from the crew were present. Brother Teng also kept the atmosphere on the side and said: "Mr. Jiang, hurry up and cut it. I haven't even had breakfast."
It’s time to eat.”
"Okay, okay, everyone has a share."
It was finally finished. Jiang Qinqin was in a good mood today. She cut the cake and asked Xiao Tang to share it with everyone.
"Are you so anxious that you won't attend the wedding banquet?"
He Xin munched on the scallion pancake and Jiang Qinqin walked to the side. Not to mention that the scallion pancake was really good.
As Jiang Qinqin wraps up, the filming is coming to an end, and the wrapping party is scheduled for a week later.
"My parents are here and the tickets have been booked. I will definitely not be able to attend the event early the day after tomorrow."
"Oh, you can't wait!"
To be honest, although Teacher Jiang was very abnormal during this period, he still felt a little reluctant when thinking about the separation.
He paused for a moment and then asked: "How long do you plan to stay in the United States this time?"
"Uh... I don't know, it depends on the situation." Jiang Qinqin hesitated for a moment, then said with a forced smile.
He Xin looked at her. He might not have noticed it when we were filming together, but now he looked carefully and found that she had really changed a lot. For example, her chin looked more rounded, and her usually cold-looking eyebrows seemed to have changed.
Softer.
Jiang Qinqin didn't seem to notice his gaze, or pretended not to notice it. She leaned on the railing on the roadside and gnawed on the scallion pancake in her hand, looking away.
"I really don't know what you're thinking. Although our motherland has great things, we still have to go abroad..." He Xin looked at her indifferent look and couldn't help but murmured in his mouth.
Wan Qian's eyes in the crowd have been looking in the direction of He Xin and Jiang Qinqin. There are some things that can only be understood but not explained, just like she witnessed the eye contact between the two on the set. As a very perceptive person, she always
You can tell by looking at it that there must be adultery involved.
She couldn't help but groan in her heart: She pretended to be like a white lotus, but in the final analysis, she didn't rely on men to get to the top.
There is dissatisfaction and jealousy of the other party, mixed with envy. They say there are unspoken rules, but in fact, when there are sufficient resources and benefits, many people would like to have unspoken rules. What's more, a talented person like Teacher He, himself
He is a man who is very attractive to women.
She glanced at Shen Teng, who was always following her like a fly, raised her chin in that direction, and deliberately said with emotion: "The relationship between Teacher He and Sister Qinqin is really good!"
Brother Teng was picking up the cake and said without raising his head: "That's how long we have known each other and we have collaborated many times."
"Hey, I always feel that the way Sister Qinqin looks at Teacher He is a little different." She pretended to be casual and said.
Brother Teng's movement of pulling the cake suddenly stagnated. Even though he was usually shameless, what was he saying? Oh, a pig's face is like a pig's heart singing loudly. He immediately understood the hidden meaning in Wan Qian's words.
What a pitfall, how can actors of their level be allowed to discuss things about their boss? Unless you don’t want to be in this industry anymore.
Although he usually tries his best to be courteous to others, in fact, on the one hand, he has the mentality of being in the drama. Of course, on the other hand, if he can take advantage of it, that would be good too.
He has long seen that this woman is actually quite ambitious. Just like when you stand on a bridge and look at the scenery, the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs. She often secretly observes Teacher He, but doesn't she know that these things are all noticed by Brother Teng?
In eyes.
"Oh, Mr. Jiang must have been into the drama, no wonder he acted so well." Brother Teng laughed twice and deliberately pretended to be stupid.
"No, it's definitely different."
Maybe because jealousy can lower a person's IQ, Wan Qian actually kept insisting on this topic.
"Hey, why do you care so much?"
That is to say, seeing her fresh and pleasant appearance, Brother Teng gave her a kind nod, then pointed at the untouched cake in her hand, changed the subject and said: "Hey, why don't you eat it?"
ah?"
As an actress, the most important thing is to manage her figure. She has never been polite about high-calorie foods like cakes. But she still habitually says green tea: "I ate a bit too much in the morning, and I can't eat it now."
"Then give it to me."
As Brother Teng said, he happily pulled the cake she was holding in her hand over.
Originally, she would just throw it away if she didn't eat it, but when she saw that the people across the street were still chewing on greasy scallion pancakes, and that they were eating and drinking all day long on the set, she felt an even stronger jealousy for no reason.
, you have to throw away when comparing goods.
Thinking about it, my acting skills are not bad and my appearance is not bad, so why can’t I be popular?
Brother Teng, who was happily eating cake at the side, suddenly felt a chill around him. He subconsciously moved two steps away and looked at the handsome but slightly distorted face. He lowered his head and thought for a while. Anyway, during this period of testing, he
It's probably out of the question, so let's forget it. It's better not to mess with this kind of woman.
Over there, He Xin and Jiang Qinqin were chatting, looking at each other's eyes wandering. He Xin felt that the other party seemed to be deliberately alienating himself.
When he thought of this, he felt quite uncomfortable. After a moment's pause, he added: "Since you are leaving the day after tomorrow, I will come and see you off then."
"no, I'm fine."
Jiang Qinqin waved her hands quickly. How could she dare to let her parents meet him at this time? She hurriedly said: "No need really, I have made arrangements here. And you are so busy here, so don't bother."
"Why are you so polite to me?"
He Xin was inevitably a little depressed. Forget about the previous meal, why couldn't he even give it away?
"Yes, why are you so polite to me?"
Jiang Qinqin actually asked back and winked at him playfully.
Seeing her cute look in front of him again, He Xin suddenly felt inexplicably relieved. Maybe he had thought too much just now, so he smiled and said, "Then I'm welcome?"
"Hehe, yes, there is really no need to be polite!"
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"Baby, come on! Come on!"
He Xin teased Qijin with a rattle. Qijin, who has been more than eight months old, can now not only crawl but also climb up very quickly. The specially arranged children's room is covered with soft cushions, and little Qijin chases after Wuliang's father's hand.
The rattle was crawling from here to there, and then from there to here with "Oh, oh, oh" in its mouth. It was very energetic.
"The Crowd" was finished filming. After he returned to the capital, he took a rest for more than half a month and focused on spending time with his daughter at home.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is your daughter, not Chuan Chuan!"
Cheng Hao, who had just returned home from get off work, couldn't stand it anymore. She snatched the rattle from his hand and put it into her daughter's hand: "Bad dad, let's ignore him!"
"Hey, I just want her to exercise more."
Qijin held the rattle tightly with her two little hands. She couldn't shake it yet and couldn't make any sound. She suddenly became anxious and grabbed her father, who was sitting in front of her, and handed the rattle over, saying "oh" as a signal.
He shook the rattle, making a "dang-dang-dang" sound just like before.
Speaking of which, when He Xin first came back, even though he video-recorded his daughter almost every day, Qijin looked at him in an obviously strange way, which almost broke his heart. Fortunately, after spending time together day and night during this period, Qijin became more familiar with her.
As before, when I cry and make trouble, I go to my father.