Crying in front of director Fang Yongmei's camera is undoubtedly a huge test, which also makes many actors, including Xu Daizhen, face crying scenes, like students about to take the final exam, nervous, panic, and even have some physiological stress reactions...

"I'll go to the bathroom first."

A gentle potato picked up a green onion on a dry land and jumped up. He hurriedly said to Su Yin, then wrapped himself in his coat and ran towards the nanny car.

Su Yin clenched her fists at Xu Daizhen's back.

come on!

You can!

At least it will definitely be better than Su Shiba, and will not cause a car accident scene where a whole Liangshanbo hero was in a row.

Su Yin watched her run away from afar, and suddenly a trace of chill flashed across her cheeks.

She raised her head.

The thin and sparse raindrops fell under the gray sky, the cool wind blew, the rain lines flew slanted, the green fields rolled, and the light blue distant mountains hid in the mist, as if someone held a huge pen in his hand, and painted a light ink painting.

"Xianweng——"

On the five-colored sea, the simple strings are lightly vibrated, as if they sensed the good scene of the smoke and water in the south of the Yangtze River. The fine strings are like a light robe, flying from Su Yin's heart to the light rain all over the sky, and towards the depths of spring.

Su Yin lowered her eyes slowly.

The white mist as ethereal as clouds was lingering between her fingers, and the shattered starlight disappeared in the drizzle, as if stars fell in front of her eyes in the blue sky and sun.

The pure breath of Tianyuan spiritual energy is like this misty fairy sound. The east wind blows away the depression in her heart and makes her forget everything in the real world for the time being.

She looked at the sea of ​​consciousness intently, but saw that the sky was vast and endless. There was once a star fog covering the five-color sea like substance, but now it has returned to the white strings. Its size seems to be smaller than before, but its solidity is a hundred times larger than before. The stars in the fog overlap, and sometimes there may be flying stars like arrows, and the long tail wings dragged across the sky, making people dazzling.

The soul of the Thousand Eyes has been completely refined. The changes of the white string are also very obvious. The string color is as clean as snow, and the feeling it gives people is no longer cold, but an indescribable tranquility.

Just like water.

But it is also transcends the scope of rivers, lakes and seas. It is more broad and more subtle. It is like raindrops when it is small, and it is like the world when it is vast, gathering all things invisible.

Su Yin could feel a kind of power from it.

As for Qingxian, it is still the same, as thin as silk. And because of the magnificent momentum that Baixian now exudes, Qingxian's presence becomes weaker and weaker. Sometimes, Su Yin can't even sense it.

However, deep in my heart, Su Yin firmly believed that the power of Qingxian was not worse than that of Baixian.

"Su Yin, Director Fang asked you to go there." A small field service suddenly ran over.

Su Yin quickly switched back to the real state and smiled at her: "Okay, I'll go now."

The small court nodded, put a beam tent with one hand and looked up at the sky, muttering: "It's really raining."

"Yes, the weather forecast is really accurate." Su Yin stood up with her and patted the dust on the hem of her coat. When she looked up, the small business had already jogged away.

The shooting location is located on the bank of spring leek ridges, where the neat and green leeks are washed clean by mist and rain.

Under the gray sky, the temporary studio was like an inappropriate visitor, plunging into this pastoral countryside, and the most inconsistent one was the director wearing a regular outdoor windbreaker, Fang Yongmei.

"Xiao Su, come here quickly." When Director Fang saw Su Yin, he waved his hand immediately, his voice slightly hoarse.

This is also the norm for directors.

If you talk too much on the set and have too many worries, your throat will easily be hoarse. Therefore, after calling Su Yin, Director Fang Da picked up the thermos cup beside him and took a sip of throat-moistening tea.

Her fiftieth birthday just celebrated last year, her temples were slightly white. Her work over the past few days made her eye sockets slightly concave, and her lips were lifted up by a few blisters. Her neat short hair also looked messy, as if she had just gotten up from the bed.

However, she looked very energetic and was not tired on her face.

Su Yin walked over quickly.

When looking up close, Fang Yongmei's face is older than that of people of the same age. She has many fine lines on her face, and her only eyes are as bright as divine light.

"Director Fang, will you start soon?" Su Yin took off her thick coat while speaking.

She doesn't have to wear a coat.

Although the temperature in the early morning was only single digits, with actor Su's current physique, even if the temperature was lowered by dozens of degrees, she could still run around the street with a suspender.

However, she needed a coat.

Psychological.

If possible, she even wanted to carry the quilt over to resist this indifferent world, only she would have been able to ng more than a hundred times.

Su Yin piled her coat on the gadget, and a little girl walked out of the side. She held her coat in her arms without showing any sign of water, and ran to the corner to stand invisibly.

This is the little assistant that Jin Yide equipped for Su Yin, his surname is Zhou.

With Su Yin's current status, it is actually a bit too much to bring an assistant to the crew, but nowadays, this is quite popular in the circle. Not to mention an old actor like Su Yin, even if he is a 28-tier 2018-tier romance who has just debuted, they dare to bring a whole team to the team.

Just fascinated.

However, people have a lot of money and spend their own money to support themselves. As long as the film crew doesn’t speak, the vulnerable group of the crew will naturally have nothing to say.

Xiao Zhou quietly left the stage, but Su Yin had no time to take care of it. At this time, her heart was in the play. After taking off her coat, she lowered her head to sort out the changed clothes.

It was a Yindanshi blue student skirt, which was not so well-tailed, with wide sleeves, large hem, and a pair of shallow-mouthed cloth shoes with a very low heel under the feet.

According to the old photos left over from that era, the clothes that were handmade by the old tailor were very age-like. For this reason, compared with the usual period dramas, the costumes in "Four Seasons" are not as bright and fashionable, and the actors' makeup and hair were also popular at the time, and the filming effect was excellent, just like the people in the old photos came back to life.

However, for actresses, this kind of shallow-mouth flat shoes with over-knee skirts and white cloth socks is simply a calves. If the body shape is not perfect, it is a pair of circling legs.

Fortunately, Su Shiba cultivates immortality.

As a tall monk, every muscle and line on Su Yin's body has been quenched and reshaped... Cough cough, she didn't react much in this process, and she felt a bit like she was practicing a fake immortal. Plus her originally clear face, even if she was dressed like this, she was very beautiful.
Chapter completed!