Deep in the Act - Chapter 59

[Chapter 59]

The remaining few scenes were reshoots. The crew took people to a private art gallery. The works were mainly modern, very large, with three or four floors. They were still divided into two groups, Zhen Xin and Qin Xun’er, Zhang Get yourself a group.

It’s all broken scenes, the location is fixed, the two groups are filming on the third floor, Zhen Xin is in the East Wing, Zhang Zhun is in the West Wing.

Group B started the camera first, from the restrained empty shot to Zhang Zhun’s face, professional, sensitive, and delicate, the background was modern Chinese painting and freehand calligraphy Zhongtang, a few extra actors followed around, playing the role of subordinates.

Zhang Zhun’s complexion is not good. Early this morning, Zhen Xin’s “new gossip” appeared in the newspaper. The headline was “A Brother and a Sister Secret Meeting in a Hotel in Shanghai”. , as if he had been prepared for a long time, he and Qin Xun’er came out of Shangri-La side by side, looking quite drunk.

Zhang Zhun sighed, and said his lines: “Who is following the order this time?”

Actor A took a step forward, and Zhang Zhun pointed to the entire wall: “The mounting paper is overwhelming, so replace them all.”

“Cut!” Zhou Zheng shouted.

Zhang Zhun loosened his tie and looked towards the atrium. Group A was still filming. Zhen Xin and Qin Xun’er were standing side by side, facing a Cubist body oil painting. With the apex of his heart pierced, Zhang Zhun turned his gaze back and forced himself to take a deep breath. In order to divert his attention, he took out his mobile phone. There were more than 20 messages on WeChat, all of which were from Zhen Xin: “I was tricked by Li Lingli.”

“I thought It was to talk about work, and indeed it was work, she was one of the co-actors, so I was not alert because of her.” And

so on, the sending time was more than ten minutes ago, how could Zhang Zhun not know, he knew it, and his heart ached when he knew it.

Compared to that, he thinks it is the photo that should be explained more. The last picture of this morning flashed through his mind, and his spine trembled uncontrollably. He turned off WeChat and opened Weibo. The screen swiped, and he thought he should be the one who faded out, but he didn’t expect that his name seemed to be tied with Zhen Xin, and they couldn’t be separated: “Zhang Zhun slapped his face!”

“Subtle timing, Zhang Zhun What about people?”

“Uh… I didn’t believe in the ‘Ying Wu’ gossip at first, but my baby believed it when this group of photos came out. It’s so obvious that the baby is so obvious…” When

I was about to take another one, Xiao Deng called Zhang Zhun to be in place, and it was still Almost the same shot, caught up with Group A and finished filming. From a distance, Zhen Xin came over, stood outside smoking a cigarette, and quietly looked at the shooting area.

The staff moved away tactfully, and Zhang Zhun appeared in the field of vision, standing in front of the two-meter-long thick and wild grass in his beige suit unbuttoned, looking as timeless as a work of art.

Zhou Zheng called “Cut”, and Zhen Xin walked forward. Zhang Zhun knew he was there, turned his head, and waited with some fear and expectation. At this moment, Xiao Wang ran to the atrium and waved: “Mr. One!”

Zhen Xin was only one step away from Zhang Zhun, and he just couldn’t make it through this one step, he pinched his cigarette and walked back in frustration.

The two groups stopped patting, and at noon, Zhen Xin had the opportunity to lead Zhang Zhun to a remote bathroom on the edge of the venue, go in and close the door, he hurriedly fished out from his suit pocket, took out a ring, Zhang Zhun Only then did he notice that he was proudly wearing another one on the ring finger of his left hand.

Zhen Xin raised the ring in front of him piously, Zhang Zhun looked at the small circle of precious metals, but didn’t stretch out his hand: “Don’t you think you should say something?” He only needs an explanation, and if he explains, he will have an excuse to forgive: ” That photo?”

Zhen Xin was a little ashamed and annoyed: “What can I say…”

Zhang Zhun was irritated by his casual attitude, and stared at him, watching him cautiously push open the compartments one by one He looked at the door, and said indifferently: “I like it even if I like it, why do I care how it started?”

“I just care!” Zhang Zhun roared, Zhen Xin was terrified, and stared at him in astonishment.

“Do you know what it’s like to be inserted into your ass by a man?” Zhang Zhun walked up and pushed him with both hands: “Do you know what it’s like to be pressed and fucked by you on the bed like a woman!”

Zhen Xin Bewildered by his yelling, he yelled back unconvinced: “You feel bad, at worst I let you do it last time!”

“It’s not a fucking question of who goes to whom!” Zhang Zhun was so angry that he choked up instead: “Girlfriend, that little bit of dignity, my mother, I don’t want anything else, I just want to be with you in a down-to-earth way.” Well, in the end, you fucking lied to me!”

Zhen Xin looked at him with an unreasonable expression: “Is it that serious, that photo…” He thought about it, and said as a matter of course: “A little bit of a man Love, don’t tell me you don’t understand!”

Zhang Zhun stared at his fluttering lips, and listened to him in disbelief: “I’ve done what I should and shouldn’t do, and you’re struggling with this now…” Zhen Xin seemed Misunderstood something: “Aren’t you, why are you like a woman!” He scratched his hair irritably: “I explained to you on WeChat, and she and I went to talk about work separately, and it ended early, three or four I clicked back because the film crew insisted on singing…”

“Don’t talk about it!” Zhang Zhun felt that he didn’t know this person, and he was unfamiliar from the inside out. ”

Zhen Xin showed a look of “you’re right to think so”, she seemed to be very satisfied, with a slight smile, and the perfunctory way that men often treat women, coaxing lightly: “That’s not it, you don’t Just lose your temper.”

He smiled flatteringly, and went to pull Zhang Zhun’s hand, intending to put a ring on him, but Zhang Zhun pushed him away with a wave of his hand, and the ring fell to the ground, Zhen Xin hurried to pick it up, picking it up, I heard Zhang Zhun say: “Let’s break up.” The

voice was very calm, so quiet, Zhen Xin squatted there and looked up, Zhang Zhun’s face was against the light, and he could only hear his tone: “If you know that night was real … I won’t fall in love with you.”

Zhen Xin was obviously suppressing her anger: “What have you been being awkward about!”

“I think I might not love you,” Zhang Zhun was cold and stubborn in the midday sun Like a stubborn stone: “All of this is a bubble that we imagined. The irreversible love is just the aftermath of the relationship between Fang Chi and Micro Motion.”

Zhen Xin worked hard secretly, and her fingers were hurt by the hard edge of the ring: “That photo is a fart!” He stood up, and this time he was scrupled, and restrained his voice: “When I didn’t have that photo, I always Touching you, your whole body is sore, I call you in your ear, you can’t wait to burn up and stick to me…”

Zhang Zhun slapped him, the clear echo could be heard in the empty bathroom, Zhen Xin said angrily Staring, he could bear it to the limit, and couldn’t bear it any longer: “You just like me, no less than I like you, please remember!”

“You like me?” Zhang Zhun retorted in a low voice, that’s how they are. The relationship between quarreling and not daring to speak up: “Then you later found out that the night I dreamed was a dream, why didn’t you tell it!”

Zhen Xin didn’t say anything, he really didn’t say it, he did hide it: “Okay, you have a reason, you say it It’s all right,” he shook his hand indifferently: “I’ve had enough, let’s break up!”

He turned around and at the same time shook his hand hard, the ring hit the ground and bounced with a “ding”, Zhang Zhun didn’t even have time Responding, the door of the bathroom has already slammed shut.

Standing in a daze for a while, the feeling of loneliness surged up, the bubble shattered, and the hot dream of deviantism finally ended. His breathing became more and more rapid, and tears began to flow out. Zhang Zhun covered his face in a panic, turned around a few times on the spot, and staggered. He staggered out the door.

The long corridor has left and right ends, he ran blindly at one end, and at the end was the concrete stairs, he ran down, Zhen Xin’s name stuck in his throat, he didn’t dare to shout, he was so timid and so Humble, like a lost slave.

Running to the first floor, there is a semi-open rest area. The spring breeze is coming, clusters of flower branches are sprouting new buds, and they are looking up. In the distance, they can hear ethereal music: goodbye my almost lover, goodbye my hopeless dream… …

It was Zhen Xin’s cell phone, and he immediately chased after it. The ecstasy was beyond description in words, as if his heart was about to burst, and his bones were about to be smashed into pieces and thrown into the sky… I’m trying not to think about You, can’t you just let me be?

It’s getting closer, it’s getting closer, the last corner that separates indoor and outdoor, he can’t wait to step over it –

not Zhen Xin.

On the mottled wooden bench, there is a young couple. The girl is resting on the boy’s arm, listening to him sharing his favorite music on the mobile phone. When they looked up and saw Zhang Zhun, the tearful poor ghost turned around in just an instant. ran away.

After running a long way, the cruel music is still chasing after me: so long my luckless romance, my back is turned on you, should’ve known you’d bring me heartache, almost lovers always do…

the show is over, divided into two When the group returned to the hotel, Qin Xun’er casually made an appointment in the car half-jokingly, and Zhen Xin agreed for the first time.

The KTV opposite the hotel, Xiao Bao, just the two of them, sitting next to each other on the sofa, the waiter brought two baskets of beer, quickly opened one bottle after another, neatly arranged in three rows.

Qin Xun’er naturally took Zhen Xin’s arm, leaned against him and asked, “What

are you singing ?”

her intimacy.

Qin Xun’er sang by herself. She has good singing skills. She had released an album in her early years. She has a very stylish singing voice. She sang “Young and Beautiful” with special meaning, and raised the bottle to Zhen Xin: “It’s almost done, and I look forward to the next part.” Cooperation in the play.”

Zhen Xin bumped into her, didn’t speak, just wanted to drink to death, Qin Xun’er sensed that he was not in the right state, pressed her soft chest to his arm, and had nothing to say: “Chen is surnamed It’s not authentic, I deleted a lot of scenes,” she rubbed back and forth provocatively, Zhen Xin just said “hmm” numbly, she was upset: “What do you mean, don’t come out if you don’t want to, put on a bad show Who are you showing your face to?”

Zhen Xin squinted at her, looking at the golden wine in the flask: “It’s okay if you’re broken in love.”

“You, broken in love?” Qin Xun’er couldn’t stand him, and sneered: “This trick is outdated long ago, besides…” She licked her lips suggestively: “I don’t need you to be so troublesome…” She stretched her hand down and slid along Zhen Xin’s thigh between his buttocks. There was no reaction in my heart, and I stared at the screen absently. Seven or eight empty wine bottles were piled up at my feet.

“I think maybe I don’t love you…”

Zhang Zhun’s voice seemed to be engraved in his mind, the more he wanted to forget it, the more stubborn he burrowed out.

“All of this is just a bubble of our imagination…”

“That irreversible love is just the aftermath of the relationship between Fang Chi and Micro Motion…”

Tears streamed down, Zhen Xin wiped her sleeves aggrievedly, Qin Xun’er Looking at him in surprise, seeing him like an innocent fool, watching him snot and tearing, watching him fiercely pouring wine down his throat.

“Stop drinking!” She went to grab his wine bottle, Zhen Xin was sobbing and tugging at her, the bottle was knocked over, and most of the bottle was spilled on the ground, Qin Xun’er leaned over to hide, Zhen Xin suddenly He hugged her so tightly, with a force that made a woman’s heart beat.

She immediately stopped moving and waited quietly, something might happen in this small private room, but Zhen Xin was just like an innocent child, nestling in her arms recklessly, crying loudly on her own.

It was really wailing, a big man, so embarrassed that he was worthless, Qin Xun’er impatiently pushed him twice, but he couldn’t move, maybe every woman has more or less motherhood, slowly, she tried She stroked his head, which was fluffy. Because of drinking wine, the scalp was obviously warm. She embraced him with both hands, like hugging a big difficult dog, and leaned over to listen. He purred: “Don’t It’s

over… I want to shoot with you for the rest of my life!” The

scene is going to end after all, the last scene on the filming schedule, at Fang Chi’s house, that beautiful blue house, where Zhen Xin and Zhang Zhun are standing side by side in the kitchen In front of the stage, a small medium shot was taken from behind, the machine was turning, and Chen Zhengsen was staring at the viewfinder frame intently.

With a knife in his hand, Zhang Zhun cut the ripe tomato, and the pulp flowed out like pus and blood. Zhen Xin approached him and whispered nasty words into his ear. Laughing, pushing him with wet hands, Zhen Xin entangled and clinged up to his ear, with an obscene expression, Zhang Zhun blushed and avoided.

“Cut!”

Chen Zhengsen hasn’t washed his hair for several days, his hair is greasy, and he keeps scratching: “Why did you shoot the middle shot of the back, because the eyes of my two male protagonists are swollen! But it’s the middle shot of the back, You all can’t pass, you’re like zombies, it’s so ugly!” As soon as the

machine stopped, Zhen Xin and Zhang Zhun subtly distanced themselves, Zhang Zhun held the knife without moving, Zhen Xin turned around, and leaned against the sink to listen to the director’s lecture .

The back of the knife was tilted at thirty degrees, and a blurry figure could be seen from the long and narrow body of the fruit and vegetable knife. As she listened, Zhen Xin suddenly turned around. ring.

Of course Zhen Xin found out, standing there in a daze, Zhang Zhun didn’t dare to raise his head, at this moment, all he needed was a whisper, such as a tease or a joke, even if it was a sarcasm, they could all go back, Zhang Zhun waited selfishly, “he Zhen Xin” took that step, like every time in the past, but this time Zhen Xin flinched: “Director,” he blushed, almost gritted his teeth and rushed out: “Give me five minutes.”

“Huh? Hey!” Chen Zhengsen was bewildered, the leading actor took a break, and the staff relaxed, no one paid attention to Zhang Zhun, he turned his back to the crowd, turned on the faucet hurriedly, and let the cheap tears be carried away by the rapids.