Chapter 87

The filming of the season crown didn't finish until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. After that, discuss with Stevens how to edit it. Hollywood implements the "producer system", that is to say, the producers will take all the work except shooting, such as investment, casting, editing, publicity, distribution and so on. They have absolute say in the studio, and the director is only their assistant.

Stevens pointed to the screen and said, "Ji, I can't interfere in your decision, but please keep these scenes. Look at Xiao's acting skills, how cold he was in the early stage, but after shooting the scene of" emotional awakening ", his body movements and eyes changed slightly. His eyes began to follow you, and he looked at you wherever you were Where, once in danger, he will immediately step forward in front of you, even if the main object of the camera is not you. You look at the scene of the explosion. At the moment of the explosion, everyone shows a panic expression. Only he steps forward two steps and pulls you behind him. He has done it naturally. He has taken every detail into consideration, and there is no flaw at all. "

Ji Mian stares at Xiao Jiashu on the screen and promises, "I won't cut his part. Don't worry." As soon as the phone rang, he took a look at the caller ID and connected it quickly. "Hello, I'm Ji Mian."

"Mr. Ji, I'm Zhou Liangliang, assistant of No. 2 junior high school. Do you have time now? Can you come to the airport? " Said the other end anxiously.

"What happened?" Ji Mian put on his coat and went out in a hurry.

"Due to the rain and snow, our flight was delayed for more than three hours. Er Shao is very upset now. He's banging his head against the wall. He says he's dead..." Zhou Liangliang couldn't laugh or cry and said, "every ten minutes, I was urged by him to go to the service desk to confirm the departure time. The staff at the service desk were so bored that they quickly called the police! Mr. Ji, can you come here? Er Shao is very obedient to you. Please persuade him. "

"You wait. I'll be right there." By the time he said that, Ji Mian was already in the car. He arrived at the airport as fast as he could, only to find Xiao Jiashu lying on his back on a single sofa, with a stupefied expression and no turning of his eyes.

"It's overtime. I was going to be home tomorrow. It's overtime." He murmured bitterly. After shooting, he is ready to return to normal life, but he really can't do it. Once something breaks his original plan, he will be anxious immediately.

Ji Mian sighed and finally came to him, "Xiao Jiashu, don't wait, come back to the hotel with me."

Xiao Jiashu looked at him with a dull expression.

"Am I your authority owner?" Ji Mian squatted beside him and whispered.

"Yes." Xiao Jiashu nodded hesitantly, "but now the film is finished."

"You know the movie's done? What are you doing now? You don't have to stick to the schedule anymore. You're Xiao Jiashu, not 001. " Ji Mian pulled him up and said, "come on, don't wait. There is a cold air attack on the west coast of the United States. The plane can't take off until the cold air has gone. "

"How long will the cold air pass?" Xiao Jiashu followed him passively.

"Two days, three days, four days It's possible. Anyway, the airline will let you know. " Ji Mian brought people back to the hotel, found that the other party was still very upset, had to say, "go to my place for a while, let's have a chat."

"Come on," he handed over a glass of whisky, "drink the wine and let your nerves relax. You are in a very bad state now. You have been living a regular life for too long. You are used to such rhythm. Once the rhythm is disturbed, you will be at a loss. What you're going to do now is not think about it, but empty yourself. "

Xiao Jiashu certainly knows where his problem lies. He also wanted to ease his anxiety, so he took his glass and drank it.

"How much do you drink?" Ji Mian stares at his blushing face.

"Three cups." Xiao Jiashu held out three fingers.

"Another drink, then." Ji Mian poured him another glass of wine.

Xiao Jiashu drank up, and a thin layer of water mist circulated in his eyes, making his clear eyes look very beautiful. His brain was a bit numb, and his reaction became slow. As a result, his anxiety about the flight delay was greatly reduced.

Ji Mian felt relieved when he saw that the alcohol had taken effect. He tried to divert his attention. "How long has it been since you contacted your family?"

"One day, two days, three days It seems like a long time. "

"Then you call them right away."

"Oh." Xiao Jiashu took out his mobile phone and dialed two numbers, then stopped, "no, I can't call."

"Why?"

"When I drink, my mother will scold me."

Ji Mian Then text. "

Xiao Jiashu gives a command and an action. After sending a short message, he looks at Ji Mian, as if waiting for the next "program". Ji miantou is as big as Dou, and Fuer says, "how many microblogs do you send to interact with your fans? You haven't appeared on social software for a long time, have you?"

"What's the content?" Xiao Jiashu tilted his head, and his expression was a little silly and cute.Ji Mian couldn't help laughing, took his mobile phone and said, "send some photos. Can I have a look at your album?"

"Of course." Xiao Jiashu climbed up to Ji Mian and knocked his head on his shoulder. He opened the album with his slender fingertips and said, "brother Ji, I'll show you my album."

Ji Mian hid, his brain bag also leaned over, like a sticky koala. Ji Mian couldn't do it, so he had to face the hot air he kept spraying on his face and said, "send some contrast photos before and after weight loss, fans should like it."

"Good," Xiao Jiashu rubbed Ji Ge's ear with his forehead and muttered, "I'm not fat, I'm just meat floss."

"Well, you're not fat." Ji Mian's ears were a little hot and said in a dumb voice, "let me edit the picture for you. How about these two pictures?" He edited the two photos together and sent them out.

When they saw sapling's four abdominal muscles, the fans immediately jumped on him and forgot to blame him for missing for two months.

Ji Mian faces the screen to Xiao Jiashu, "look, it's done. Remember to explain to them what you've been doing for the past two months tomorrow."

Xiao Jiashu nodded, and his chin rubbed Ji Mian's shoulder. A smell of wine mixed with burning breath came to his face, which made Ji Mian flash. He wanted to whisk the man away, but he couldn't get rid of the hand, so he had no choice but to say, "you performed very well this time, especially in the scene of" emotional awakening ". How could you think of not blinking an eye?"

"It was Lin LeYang who taught me," said Xiao Jiashu, looking sideways at Ji Ge, whose lips were naturally close to his cheek. "He made me understand that superb acting skills not only need emotional rendering, but also need to mobilize enough body movements. These limbs not only refer to our limbs, but also include any part of our body, such as eyeballs, eyebrows, nose, lips and ears Flowers There are 43 muscles in the face, which can be combined into tens of thousands of expressions. I still have a lot to learn. "

His chin finally left Ji Mian's shoulder, pointed to his eyes and said, "Ji Ge, I'm learning how to speak with tears recently, you see."

He covered his face with his hand and put it down with tears in his eyes. The tears flowed back and forth, but they didn't fall for a long time. It seemed that there were countless words he wanted to say, but he didn't know where to start. After covering his face again, he said, "it's sad. I'll give you another performance of heart like death."

He put down his hand, tears finally fell, but his slightly frowning brow has been loosened, even a smile on the corner of his mouth, but you can see the relief of despair and giving up everything from his eyes. This expression with "heart like ashes" to describe is too appropriate.

Ji Mian looked at him and shook his head. He can imagine that behind every expressive expression, Xiao Jiashu must have experienced hard practice. He would sit in front of the mirror for several hours, trying to mobilize every muscle on his face to combine different expressions. The reason why he can have his acting skills now is not only his talent, but also his efforts.

Others can only see his distinguished family background and the scenery of the curriculum vitae, but can not see his pay.

This child is really painful Ji Mian wanted to wipe the tears off his face with his finger pulp, but he suddenly changed his mind, took out his mobile phone and said, "keep still, I'll take some pictures for you." Xiao Jiashu's serious performance is a little cute. He wants to keep it.

Xiao Jiashu sat still and raised his face a little higher to facilitate Ji Ge's shooting.

Ji Mian pinches his jaw and helps him adjust his angle. However, he thinks of the picture of "* * face" and his heart jumps. Fortunately, his expression management was quite up to standard, and he didn't show any clue. He asked Xiao Jiashu to change his "sad" expression to continue shooting, and then asked him to make some funny moves, which made him feel that the heat in his heart dissipated.

He called out a picture to have a look, and made an expression bag with words.

Xiao Jiashu knocked his chin on Ji Mian's shoulder again, slowly spitting out heat, "French sadness, what ghost?" While talking, he tilted his head, and the plump lip bead was only one centimeter short of the face of Ji Mian.

"This is the expression pack. Don't you think French euphemism is more advanced than euphemism? " Ji Mian teased him hoarsely, but his body was stiffer than stone.

"Oh, so it is." Xiao Jiashu arched his shoulder socket with his head. He looked like a dog without bones.

Ji Mian couldn't stand it any more. He took out an iPad and said, "I'll make a facial expression bag. You can play for yourself."

"Good." Xiaojiashu deftly, immediately took the iPad, took off his shoes and climbed onto Jimian's bed, pouting his butt to read the web page.

Ji Mian took a quick look at his upturned buttocks, and his temples ached. It's a mistake to bring Xiao Jiashu back to his room. It's a bigger mistake to get him drunk. He doesn't know what he thinks.