Chapter 86：

The sudden kiss fell, and Ji Li's reason that had finally come together was lost again.

He simply broke the jar, pulled Qin Li's arm, and indulged the deep kiss that was outside the script.

"Hmm..."

A low voice came out.

Qin Li saw the flush on the side of the neck of the person in his arms, and immediately pulled the quilt up.

The emotional scene was blocked by the eye-catching quilt.

Cameron and the cameraman gave a knowing look, turned off the equipment and went out.

Let them go.

Anyway, the desired shots have been taken, and the two key lines in the script have also been perfectly integrated into their free play.

When Ji Li was kissed, he couldn’t tell the south, east, north and west. He didn’t know what was happening outside. The hypoxia in his brain rose little by little, and the warm fingertips belonging to Qin Li walked and set fire until he touched something. Place.

"Wen Qiong."

Unconscious murmurs overflowed from his lips and teeth.

Qin Li's eyes suddenly cooled with burning desire, he forcibly forced himself to stop, and stared at Ji Li tightly, "...look at who I am?"

There is a bitterness that is difficult to study in the depression.

With mist in her eyes, Ji Li opened her mouth to breathe slightly, obviously not understanding what was going on for a while.

The quilt that had been submerged over the head was lifted again, and the light in the room stimulated people to begin to restore their clarity.

"Qin, Qin Li?"

Ji Li was startled, and she couldn't help but averted her gaze.

Only then did he discover that the director team in the room had long since disappeared, and the attic where the original filming was located seemed to be a space where they were alone and ambiguous.

Qin Li observed Qin Li's expression and squinted without a trace. He got up and sat aside, trying his best to restrain his tone, "The filming is over."

This time, he did not deliberately use the quilt to cover it.

Ji Li's Yu Guang glanced at him inadvertently, and then noticed his similarly emotional reaction somewhere, and now he was speechless.

Filming to this extent.

He can no longer prevaricate just by relying on the word ‘dedication’.

"Qin Li, I..."

"I'll give you time." Qin Li turned around and buckled Ji Li's neck firmly but tenderly, making it impossible for people to escape and stare at him.

Under Qin Li's seemingly calm eyes, the stormy sea was hidden, and every word seemed to tell Ji Li, and it seemed to remind himself.

"When the filming is over, we will take care of this relationship."

At most another month.

If he procrastinated, Qin Li would drive himself crazy first because he was afraid that people would not catch him.

The time is still immature, let alone the next month of shooting content, even at this moment, there are still a large group of staff standing outside the attic.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for Qin Li to do anything contrary to common sense, as that would only completely ruin his relationship with Ji Li.

Qin Li paused and asked, "You really dreamed of me last night, didn't you?"

"..."

Ji Li was dumb for a moment and snorted imperceptibly, "It's just a mess of dreams."

It's bad.

Qin Li peeped out a few strands of love, and only then brought a little smile again.

He wiped away the alluring water on Ji Li's lips with his fingertips, teasing, "Cameron didn't call the card, but he took the people out. It seems that we performed very well in this free play."

Ji Li hurriedly pushed him away, to support calmness, "After all, we are professional actors."

Qin Li chuckled and said nothing more.

Five minutes later, their respective teams walked in.

While drinking warm water, Ji Li uncontrollably recalled the deep kiss he had just wiped in the scene.

Seeing him in a daze, Baozi asked, "Brother Ji, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Ji Li avoided answering.

He just felt that after leaving the identity of Lu Yao in the play, he seemed to really like Qin Li?

...

After the crew rested for two days, it finally ushered in a big scene——

After Lu Yao and Wen Qiong fell in love, they finally negotiated to return to the United States and settle down. One was determined to start a new business and the other was determined to leave their father.

Just when the two people were full of illusions about the future, the serial car accident came without warning.

Iceland in November was bitingly cold.

Ji Li was originally afraid of the cold, and this kind of cold wind scene was undoubtedly a torture for him. The crew spent almost eight hours outdoors before they were fully finished.

When Ji Li hid in the heated RV, she felt that her stiff hands and feet had a little room for warming up.

Before long, the RV was opened from the outside, and the cold wind came in again.

"Ji, this is the next script, you can read it first."

The staff handed over a brand new booklet and added, "Director Cameron asked me to tell you that the final outcome of this movie is still confidential and will be given to you only on the day of shooting."

"Furthermore, you and Qin's roles have been completely separated, which means that the content of the script you get is from their own perspective. The director hopes that for the ultimate emotional presentation, you can keep the plot that you have obtained from each other in secret."

"Completely separated?" Ji Li differed.

The other meaning of this is that Lu Yao and Wen Qiong no longer have a part in the match after this car accident?

Realizing this possibility, Ji Li's heart suddenly tightened. After thanking the staff, he quickly flipped through the plot of the long-awaited script.

Lu Yao completely lost consciousness in the car accident, and when he woke up again, it was already half a month later. He was comatose in the hospital bed for nearly a week before he regained his clarity.

In the high-level ward of the intensive care, the long-lost Father Lu finally appeared.

Since Lu Yao's accident, all hospitalization expenses have been paid by him.

Lu Yao ignored his so-called "concerned" look, and the first sentence he said after waking up was, "Where is Wen Qiong?"

No one knew that the mention of this person's name aroused even greater anger from Father Lu.

"Wen Qiong? You mean that shameless man who can only cheat money with his face? He ran away early! Since you were in a car accident, you have ran away without a trace!"

"You're unbelievable! Take my money and stay with a man! You are not ashamed, I am ashamed! How could your mother give birth to you like this? If it wasn't because you were me, Lu Bangxiang The only son, even if he died in a car accident, I would be unhappy!"

Like most Chinese fathers, Lu's father regards the matter of'sons being of the same sex' as a shame. What's more, Lu Yao is still regarded by him as the only incense to'pass on the family'.

The overwhelming sound of cursing came, causing the nurses in the ward to stop.

Lu Yao looked at Father Lu coldly, shielded all his verbal abuse, and said firmly, "Wen Qiong? He is not that kind of person."

Father Lu was so angry that he almost couldn't kick up, and slammed the door out.

Lu Yao knows Lu's father well, and he doesn't believe a word of what the other party says. He had to look at the nurse on the side and repeated the same question.

"Mr. Lu, he is not dead."

The nurse seemed to know exactly what Lu Yao wanted to hear the most, and she let go of his worries in the first sentence. In this car accident, the most seriously injured person was Lu Yao, not Wen Qiong.

Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but when the nurse followed, he was sent to hell.

"The person who was sent to the hospital with you only suffered a head injury. He was discharged within two days. He hasn't been here these days."

"By the way, I saw with my own eyes that the money in your suitcase was taken away, but the rest of the clothes and the like were left alone."

"Mr. Lu, although I don't agree with your father's abuse of you, I want to tell you that if you bid farewell to the wrong person, you will only meet true love in the future."

The nurse said a kind reminder, but to Lu Yao it sounded like a stab at the heart.

He didn't cry or make trouble, and of course he didn't believe it.

Lu Yao searched every corner of the hospital while dragging his heavily injured right foot while no one was patrolling.

He returned to the small hotel room that was already empty and looked aimlessly on the cold street like a madman.

Every minute and every second, the heart that had been warmed by Wen Qiong became desolate little by little.

Lu Yao was eventually taken back to the hospital by force.

Although Lu's father treated him mercilessly, he was finally reluctant to bear his own blood in his bones. He hired a professional team to guard Lu Yao to heal his injuries.

Later, Lu Yao's right foot still left the root of the disease, and the pain was so cold that he couldn't even walk.

Later, Lu Yao was no longer the ‘young master’ or the ‘playboy’ among the outsiders, but he still lusted for the glass of Long Island Iced Tea that had not changed in previous years.

Every time he went to a place, every time he went to a bar, his taste was surprisingly consistent.

Every winter in Iceland, he would go back to the small hotel room on that side and exchange ten times the price for a short stay. The hotel owner smiled and called him a fool, but he was happy to make the deal.

No one knew that Lu Yao was originally only a **** heart, and as a person left off guard, it was completely empty.

At the end of the new script, there is a monologue by Lu Yao.

"I had a beautiful dream in the extreme night of Reykjavik. As soon as the day broke, the dream woke up, and the person disappeared."

"I go back to that small attic room every year. The heating is still broken, the light bulb is still flashing, everything hasn't changed, but nothing can be found."

…

As the director, Cameron was ruthless and unbelievable. After the "car accident" scene, Cameron completely prevented the two leading actors from meeting and asked both parties to sign an agreement directly.

Not only Lu Yao and Wen Qiong can't see it, but even Ji Li and Qin Li can't see it. The director uses practical actions to create this sense of atmosphere to the extreme.

Ji Li understood Cameron's good intentions, so he cruelly handed the phone into Bao Zi's hands.

Twenty days passed in a flash, and Ji Li, who was immersed in the filming, became heavier and heavier. Finally, he waited for the last finale of "Never Met".

"Director, is this all about to start filming? Where's the script for the finale?" Ji Li, who had done a good job of makeup, walked over and asked straightforwardly.

After so many years of filming, it is the first time that Ji Li has encountered a situation in which he has not obtained the script near the end. To be honest, he really didn't understand what medicine came in Cameron's gourd.

"Ji, don't worry, let me introduce someone to you first." Cameron patted Ji Li on the shoulder to appease, "This is Ms. Amanda, the screenwriter of "Long Island Iced Tea"."

Upon hearing this, Ji Li looked away.

Behind Cameron stood a lady with blond curly hair, wearing a clean plain face and wearing simple windbreaker jeans, which looked very comfortable.

"Hello, Teacher Amanda, I am Ji, the actor of Lu Yao."

"Ji, meet for the first time." Amanda proactively stretched out her hand to greet, "I'm sorry, it's waiting until the last scene before I come to meet you, the leading actor."

"It's ok."

"I'm actually very afraid that you won't be able to act Lu Yao in my mind. However, since the beginning of filming, Director Cameron has been sending me your stills and clips. Thank you, you have a great interpretation."

Ji Li smiled slightly, still worried about the ending script.

"Amanda, please explain to Ji." Cameron handed over the right to reveal the secret to the screenwriter.

Amanda motioned to Ji Li to sit down without going around in circles, "Ji, I have decided the ending of this movie a long time ago, but there is no script for this scene."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean." Ji Li frowned.

"Have you heard of immersive theater?"

A broad scene is set for the unsuspecting audience. All the NPCs in it are actors. They will use words to guide the ‘audience protagonist’, allowing them to have a natural state of speech and deeds under the immersive feeling.

Ji Li nodded and quickly realized, "Teacher Amanda, do you mean we are going to shoot like this in a while?"

"You are Lu Yao. We believe that the feelings you produce under the ‘unknown’ conditions are the most real." Cameron snapped his fingers.

"Of course, I will tell you some vague premise plots."

For this scene, the crew has been preparing for it half a month ago.

Cameron's idea is very bold. No director can surpass him in pursuing the style of truth and refinement.

"The camera equipment is ready, but I also give you a guarantee that if this way of performance does not get the results I want, then we can also overthrow and start shooting in accordance with the rules."

Dare to try new shooting methods, and have backup plans after unsuccessful.

"Understood, I will prepare well." Since the entire crew is not afraid of delaying time, what can Ji Li have to worry about as the starring role?

Actors should challenge a variety of performance modes.

Cameron nodded in satisfaction and handed him a thin piece of paper, "This is the premise, you take it and digest it, half an hour later, we are ready to shoot."

"it is good."

Half an hour passed by in a flash.

Ji Li, in a brown suit, stood at the door of the exhibition, quietly waiting for Cameron's start-up sound.

The team of main cameramen who are going to move and follow the filming are all very experienced teachers. In addition, a lot of invisible cameras are installed in the room, and even the NPCs are experienced actors.

Everything was ready, and the last ‘Action’ sound finally rang.

After brewing his emotions, Ji Li opened his eyes, and in just a second, he changed back to Lu Yao.

Ji Li stood at the door of the exhibition, put away the small retractable crutch in his hand and stuffed it into the wide cuff. He looked down at his right foot, breathed very shallowly for a moment, and pushed in.

Suddenly, the heating in the room came over with the sound of discussion.

The exhibition lasted for three days. I heard that they were all works by anonymous painters, but because they were highly rated paintings in the industry, the guests who came to visit were all high-class people.

After Lu Yao heard about this exhibition, the trustee received an invitation letter for admission. In recent years, one of his favorite things is visiting art exhibitions.

Whether it is well-known or unknown, he will go.

Lu Yao always had unrealistic expectations. He wanted to find the slightest trace of that person in these dazzlings.

Unfortunately, it is always a dream.

The name Wen Qiong never broke into his world again.

Lu Yao once thought, is everyone lie to him? Actually Wen Qiong was killed in that car accident long ago? But the hospital monitoring clearly told him--

Wen Qiong was not dead, and he did take away all the valuables and left in a cool manner.

When Ji Li thought of this, his eyes filled with red, but soon, he was pressed down.

"Hello, sir, do you need an explanation for the exhibition?" A young guy in a black uniform walked over and looked at the new guest quickly.

According to common sense, those who can come here are rich talents. Why is this gentleman's suit a little out of place?

Lu Yao ignored his scrutiny and handed over his admission invitation letter, "Thank you, please take me around."

"of course."

The young guy led the way, he noticed Ji Li's extremely slow pace, and coordinated to slow down.

Visiting painting exhibitions and admiring paintings are indeed pleasing to the eye.

In the past, Lu Yao didn't understand, and once said with a smile, ‘all are for the rich to pretend to be a pretender’. Wen Qiong would always pinch his mouth punitively, and then kiss to stop him.

"Sir, our paintings can be traded and sold. If you have a fancy, you can tell me at any time."

It's just that the price is quite high, and if it's not a fan of the painter, few people start it.

Ji Li smiled and didn't say a word. It wasn't that person's painting, he had no interest at all.

The two chatted with each other, and Ji Li's heart was gradually filled with familiar disappointment.

He has bought Wen Qiong's previous paintings and is familiar with the arc of the brush strokes on each of his paintings. These paintings are beautiful, but they are not the feeling he expected.

The exhibition area is very large. As soon as the two of them walked through a long corridor, they heard a child screaming in the corner.

Ji Li subconsciously shifted his gaze, the child was covered by the mother's mouth, and he whispered a lesson, thinking that he was not yet sensible.

Ji Li Yuguang glanced up, and at that moment it was like an electric shock.

He hardly hesitated, abandoning the staff member who was still explaining, and ran to the little corner that no one cares about.

A real-time picture came from the monitor.

Cameron noticed Ji Li's limping right foot and sighed involuntarily, "Have you seen it? He has melted the character of Lu Yao into blood."

Even if it is subconsciously running, the details are displayed flawlessly.

Amanda nodded slightly, her eyes fixed on the monitor.

Next, is the top priority of this scene.

Ji Li stared at the paintings on the corner walls for an instant, shaking uncontrollably.

The young man in the painting is standing under the aurora in the sky, but looking directly at the person "outside the painting", the smile on his face is better than thousands of stars.

Under the huge picture frame, with the name of this painting-My Love.

"You said you came here to find inspiration. Have you found the inspiration now?"

"I dreamed that you drew a picture for me and said that I was your muse."

"Do you want to cheat from me for painting."

"How can I say a lie? I don't look bad. If you want to paint me, I will waive you the cost of this portrait."

When Ji Li looked at this picture, these conversations suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heartache was completely out of breath.

The empty heart seemed to grow flesh and blood quickly, and was instantly shattered by this sentence.

The young commentator asked, "Sir, do you like this picture?"

"Do you know who the painter of this painting is? Where is the other person?" Ji Li's pupils trembled slightly, and he eagerly grabbed the explainer's clothes and asked.

"Sir, please don't get excited, these paintings are anonymous."

The commentator glanced at the painting, "However, I heard that... the painter who heard about this painting has already left last month."

It is said that it is a hereditary cancer. That's how the painter's mother left.

"..."

Ji Li didn't know Qin Li's script at all, and now he couldn't react at first when he heard this.

He was stunned for a while before he let out an unbelievable grin, "What did you say?"

The commentator is actually an actor invited by the crew. He observes Ji Li's expression and continues to produce the lines he has prepared.

"This writer is a friend of our boss. I heard that he received a heavy blow to the head in a car accident four or five years ago, which affected his vision..."

The painter's eyes can only see very faint light, but even in this case, he still created this painting.

It is said that you can create with painting in your heart. Perhaps this scene is unforgettable for the artist. Otherwise, how could there be such an extraordinary perseverance to complete it?

"Our boss is an evaluation expert in the circle. After he took this painting to a professional evaluation meeting, the painting received a lot of praise, but the painter just refused to sell it."

Speaking of it, it's not that he refuses to sell, but the artist has a designated seller candidate, and the sale price is completely low.

The person in charge was informed by the boss that the painting must be displayed in every exhibition.

But because there was no interest at all, the person in charge of the art exhibition moved the painting to this corner.

Ji Li's brain was completely blank by these words, and when she returned to her senses, her eyes were already wet.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the vapor from his eyes, forcing himself to calm down, but the question that he spoke out still trembled, "How much is this painting? Can I buy it?"

"I'm sorry, sir, this painting is only sold to a person named..." The explainer's painting stopped abruptly.

He suddenly remembered that his name-Lu Yao was written on the invitation letter handed by the youth.

That was the only seller's name assigned by the artist during his lifetime.

"Mr. Lu? Are you sure you want to buy this painting?"

Ji Li didn't answer, and never looked away from the painting.

It turned out that the person he firmly believed had never left him, until the last second of his life, Wen Qiong loved him.

Wen Qiong's self-esteem is so strong, she certainly does not allow her lover to see her imperfections.

Lu Yao knew that the so-called "Wen Qiong running away with valuables" was just a clumsy method used by the other party to make him give up this relationship.

Fortunately, he was smart and never fooled.

"determine."

Ji Li smiled, but it was more disturbing than crying, "How much does this painting cost?"

The explainer looked at him with complicated winks and reported an unprecedentedly cheap number, "Eight dollars."

When Ji Li heard this number, the sourness that was finally suppressed made a comeback. He squatted on the ground and let tears raged.

This person who has always been good at using a smile to hide his pain, ended up crying like a child, uncontrollably crying.

It was like many years ago when he was drunk and dysfunctional, crying helplessly on the long streets of Iceland, but this time, no one ‘picked up’ him back home.

An eight-dollar painting?

Initially, the glass of Long Island Iced Tea he bought Wen Qiong was also eight dollars.

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#杀青了~ (Small abusers in the play must be sweet outside the play~)