The sickly beautiful woman is crazy [Entertainment]

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The sea is gray, the sky is low in saturation, and the whole world is like a faded painting, drifting away with the sound of the waves.

Only Qi Yanjing's palm is warm, which melts into the painting and becomes the only color.

Xu Jue didn't know how he felt now, only the sound of violent heartbeat hitting the eardrum made him dizzy for a while.

"You..." Xu Jue's throat choked, "You really... how could you guess..."

With a smile in her eyes, Qi Yanjing hugged Xu Jue into her arms and patted him on the back softly, without any affection, just like simply comforting a child.

"I can only guess a little bit. There are many complicated things that I can't imagine. You can tell me."

"But I..." Xu Jue's mind was in a complete mess, and he couldn't even organize the normal word order, let alone explain the whole fact of wearing a book.

He stumbled and wanted to speak clearly, but his words became more and more incoherent, and tears fell from his eyes in anxiety: "I can't say it well..."

"Okay, okay, then let's not talk about it," Qi Yanjing hugged him and coaxed him softly, "There's nothing to cry about, no one asks you to explain, you can just say nothing, be good, don't cry."

Xu Huo's eyelashes were wet in tufts, and he blinked: "But you, don't you want to know..."

"Of course I want to," Qi Yanjing smiled, "But Xu Jue, let me ask you, how old am I?"

"……thirty."

"Then how old are you?"

Xu Jue didn't understand, so he said, "Twenty."

"So what's the rush?"

Xu Jue was stunned.

Qi Yanjing wiped away the tears for him: "Although my age in the group has already been described as 'big birthday', I don't think I'm too old and I'm in good health. It's no problem to live to my [-]s and [-]s."

"If you can't say it today, then tomorrow, if you can't say it tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the year after tomorrow... I still have decades to wait for you to tell me slowly, I am not in a hurry, you are in a hurry what?"

He even smiled when he said these words, suppressing all eager curiosity, leaving only the most gentle appearance.

After Xu Jue heard this, not only couldn't hold back the tears, but even fell more violently, and fell into Qi Yanjing's arms, "You, why are you so good..."

Qi Yanjing paused, a little dumbfounded, "Is this all right?"

Xu Jue shook his head. It's not that he didn't feel good. On the contrary, he was a child of someone else's family throughout his youth. His parents loved his teacher and praised everyone. He always thought that it was the most glorious time in his life.

But only now did he understand that "good" can also be divided into many types, each with purpose and reason, and Qi Yanjing is different from that, the most gentle one.

Xu Jue couldn't hold back his emotions for a while, and broke down in tears: "I, you wait for me... I will tell you slowly..."

"Okay." Qi Yanjing wanted to take the paper, but Xu Jue was hanging on him. He couldn't bear to push it away, so he got up with Xu Jue in his arms, and went to the table to get two non-alcoholic wet wipes.

"You can say it whenever you want," Qi Yanjing wiped away the tears for him, "I only know that if you continue to cry, you will get sick again, and when Yan Chongping scolds you for delaying the progress, I can't help you."

"...!" Xu Jue shuddered, and the tears were suppressed in an instant, leaving only two patters that had been hanging in the eye sockets falling down, and then tried to hold back.

Qi Yanjing continued to wipe his tears, "That's right, stop crying."

He hugged Xu Jue and sat back on the pony saddle, and said softly, "I still have a little play, you just sit here, and when I'm done, go back together, don't run around anymore, you know?"

Xu Jue nodded, took Qi Yanjing's hand before leaving, and looked at him seriously: "You are so kind."

Qi Yanjing suffocated, tried to hold her breath, smiled and touched the top of Xu Jue's head: "That's good."

Qi Yanjing heaved a long sigh of relief when he left the rest area and went to the set, making sure that Xu Jue couldn't see him.

Yan Chongping came over with a cigarette, "What expression do you have?"

"It's okay." Qi Yanjing shook his head, took the cigarette and lit it, "Let's start shooting."

He didn't mind whether Xu Jue was good or bad at first, but now that he was a good person, he only hoped that Xu Jue would still think he was a good person if he cried again in the future.

Qi Yanjing was thinking about Xu Jue in his heart, and after filming a scene with the highest efficiency, he and Yan Chongping confirmed that there was no problem, and hurried to find Xu Jue.

Although he didn't know the reason, he also knew that Xu Jue cried so hard just now, it must not be just because of his few words, he was more or less worried.

It was almost completely dark, and there was a distant blackness connecting the sea, but Xu Jue's big shed was shining brightly.

When I got closer, I realized that it was the light from the small sun heater. It was estimated that some staff member was afraid of Xu Sui's cold, so he specially connected a power strip to let him warm up.

And Xu Jue, who was crying like a tear just now, still sat on the ponytail by the table, but fell asleep leaning his head on the pillar of the long table.

With his hands tucked into the sleeves of his down jacket, his face was scorched red, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Qi Yanjing's worry that she hadn't had time to express was completely dispelled by this sleeping appearance.

He turned off the power of the heater, and lightly hugged Xu Jue, Xu Jue moved as if he was about to open his eyes.

"Hush," Qi Yanjing put on the hat of his down jacket and patted the back: "It's okay, go to sleep."

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I felt that I had a good night's sleep, but it was really troublesome to reduce the swelling the next day.

Xu Jue was sitting at the dining table while watching the storyboard while covering his eyes. Looking at it with one eye for a long time, he had the illusion of going blind.

"What movie did you watch to cry like this?" Zhang Chang brought a basin of cold water with a spoon in it.

Xu Jue threw the spoon in his hand into the basin, took out another eye from it, and continued to apply it to another eye. After a long time of ice, the swelling of the eyelids improved a lot, but he couldn't see clearly for a while.

"A particularly touching movie." Xu Jue leaned back in his chair and made up things in front of Zhang Chang.

He cried so much in front of Qi Yanjing yesterday, and now he is ashamed, he doesn't want to say anything to Zhang Chang again, to relive this embarrassment.

So when asked by Zhang Chang why his eyes were swollen, Xu Jue made up a reason for watching a movie and crying, but he didn't expect the curious baby Zhang Chang to find out which movie it was.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Zhang Chang sat down next to him, "Just tell me, I really want to see it too, I haven't cried a lot for a long time, and I can't get rid of my internal poison."

Xu Jue glanced at him speechlessly, and finally said: "It's a film about animals and people. A person raised a puppy, and the puppy would pick up his master from work every day. Later, the owner suddenly fell ill and died. The dog doesn't understand this, and it still waits for its owner on the train platform every day, but it doesn't know that the owner will never come back."

Xu Jue's eyes became clearer, and he immediately began to review the storyboard of the script. Without raising his head, he said to Zhang Chang, "It's just such a story. If you like it, you can find it and read it."

Zhang Chang stared at him blankly, his eyes dull.

Xu Jue choked up: "Haven't seen it?"

"...Should I read it?"

"It's pretty good," Xu Jue laughed, "Remember to prepare tissues when you watch it."

"it is good……"

Zhang Chang knew that tonight's play was very important, and now Xu Jue was concentrating on the script, so he couldn't keep asking, so he could only shut up and sit by the side, took out his phone and started searching.

The night scene is a night scene plus a rain scene, so it was very difficult to shoot. The crew started setting up the scene during the day, just trying to move positions over and over again.

Xu Jue was embarrassed to stay in the hotel and check in. When the swelling in his eyes was almost gone, he hurriedly changed his clothes and went to the set.

Today is also very windy, and it is bound to rain, but for some reason it has not been able to rain.

Yan Chongping and Qi Yanjing had arrived for a while, Xu Jue quickened his pace.

Today's scene is very important, it can be said that it is the beginning of the climax of the whole movie. The content filmed some time ago is all laying the groundwork for the plot after this.

So even if it is Xu Jue's main play, Qi Yanjing has no part in it, so he must be there to watch it.

"How's the script?" Yan Chongping asked.

Xu Jue sat down beside him: "I have memorized all the positions and storyboards."

"Well," Yan Chongping nodded, "Your lines are the most solid, but this time there are no lines, except for the action, it is all inner drama, and it is completely out of reality, so you must experience it well."

He looked into Xu Jue's eyes: "Are you a bad guy?"

Xu Jue looked back and pursed his lips: "I don't think so."

"That's right," Yan Chongping clenched his fists, his eyes sharp: "Not only now, Cheng Xiaowu didn't think he was a bad person until the end. He lived a very hard life. Although it was always painful, it was also short-lived. He has been happy, he has always had an indelible conscience, but this is also the source of his deepest pain."

"He's a good guy, he wants to be a nice guy, but he's going to kill people tonight."

Yan Chongping stared straight into Xu Jue's eyes, and paused every word: "You are here to kill people."

Xu Jue's heart skipped a beat.

"And this action is not a sudden action, it is your careful preparation for more than a month, every step is developing in the direction you want, and every action is clearly engraved in your mind."

"So you need to be very calm. Your actions and your knife attacks must be calm and steady. But when the knife really penetrates the person's body, there is a violent vibration in your heart. In order to suppress this vibration, you have to repeatedly strike. , over and over, until it was ensured that the person had no chance of surviving."

"Every time the knife falls, you suffer more. Why? Because you don't want to kill, because the man is a real uncle, but he is also a complete jerk. When you were very young, he committed/// committed Many times, you have become a nightmare that you will never erase. But after the Dongchuang incident, this kind of person did not get the punishment he deserved, and was released after a few years of imprisonment, and you were found."

"It's hard for you to live away from home with your younger brother who is also an orphan, but the younger brother also encountered such a nightmare, and even the person who hurt the younger brother is a stranger you have never met. What will you do?——Kill one, marry Blame on another. If the rape///offending a boy can't be defined as a rape////rape////crime, it can only be regarded as an intentional wounding, whether it doesn't matter for a few years, then intentionally/intentionally/killing/ People can be sentenced to death."

"If the world can't protect you, you can only protect yourself and your brother."

After speaking this long paragraph, Yan Chongping leaned back and distanced himself from Xu Jue: "How about it, are you sure?"

The story is too cruel, no matter how many times Xu Jue has read the script and memorized it thoroughly, and then hears Yan Chongping's undisguised explanation, his heart is still churning.

He tightened his fingers, took two deep breaths, and nodded heavily: "I will do my best."

"Okay," Yan Chong picked up the water glass and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, brew it carefully."

A group of people checked their positions several times on the scene. When it was getting dark, Xu Jue changed into a thick black raincoat. He didn't need makeup for this scene. He only adjusted the buttons of his raincoat for styling, and then he said OK to the director.

Holding a thermos cup and a small blanket, Zhang Chang asked worriedly, "Do you want to paste some baby warmers?"

Xu Jue's knee injury is still not healed, and he is afraid that he will feel uncomfortable after being exposed to the rain.

"If you don't post it," Xu Jue objected, "If you are filming, you will be filming. Posting such things will affect your performance."

"But..." Zhang Chang was still worried, and looked at Qi Yanjing who was standing beside him with folded arms and said nothing, hoping to get his approval.

Qi Yanjing smiled and shook her head, "Listen to him."

Five minutes later, the ground was wet with artificial rain, and the filming officially started.

The back alleys of the dock warehouses are filthy and deserted during the day, not to mention nights like this when it's pouring rain.

A fat middle-aged man was leaning against a brick wall covered with mud and dirt. He had just fought with someone else, and he was holding his wound and panting for blood.

He half-closed his eyes, and vaguely saw a tall figure appearing at the entrance of the alley, wearing a long black raincoat, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The black raincoat stopped in front of him, and he raised his head with great effort, only to see the rain gurgling down from the brim of the man's hat.

"Help……"

The black raincoat didn't move at all, and the hand in the pocket was slowly pulled out, followed by a cold light.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and the next second the sharp object pierced his chest.

The rain was so heavy that it crackled down, making Xu Jue's raincoat extremely heavy.

It turns out that no matter how sharp something is piercing/entering/body/body, it will also receive heavy resistance.

He saw the man's distorted face, his eyes wide open, full of bewilderment and horror.

So he stood up straighter, lifted the cap of his raincoat, and the blankness in the man's eyes faded instantly, leaving only panic—a panic magnified more than a hundred times.

"You... Cheng, Cheng—uh!"

The sharp dagger began to stab him repeatedly and endlessly, each time becoming more violent and crazier, as if he was a piece of rotten meat on a chopping board.

Viscous liquid gradually oozes from the dirty ground, is scattered by the rain, and overflows everywhere, and there is no blood to be seen in the darkness.

Xu Jue's eyes gradually turned scarlet, and he repeatedly shot as if possessed. He didn't stop until the man in front of him was motionless and unable to fight back, and he couldn't even utter a hoarse cry for help.

During the rainstorm, the blood splattered on his face quickly washed away with the rain. He put on his hat, his pale cheeks once again disappeared into the shadows, and at the same time, all expressions disappeared.

He pulled out the knife, threw it on the ground, raised his legs across the river of blood, flicked his sleeves, washed the blood on his body with the rain, and left slowly.

The footsteps are not easier than when they came.

"Card--!"

"Okay, turn off the water!"

Xu Jue took off his raincoat, and Qi Yanjing and the staff greeted him, wrapping him in a blanket.

"How is it?" Qi Yanjing's eyes were worried.

Xu Jue was still stuck in the scene and couldn't get out, shivering in Qi Yanjing's arms for a long time before he forced a smile at him: "It's okay."

"Great," Qi Yanjing patted him on the back encouragingly, took the thermos from Zhang Chang, "Drink some water."

This scene still needs to be filmed in several camera positions. While the actors are still emotional, they only rest for a while and start again immediately.

Sitting behind the monitor, Qi Yanjing and Yan Chongping watched Xu Jue repeat cruel actions over and over again, driving himself into madness over and over again, and clenched his fingers unconsciously.

"Xiao Xu this time," Yan Chongping said in a low voice, "the acting is different from before."

Qi Yanjing frowned tightly: "Yes."

Xu Jue's acting skills have always been typical of the academic school, with skills above sensibility. This is also a way for actors to protect themselves, so as to prevent themselves from being too deeply immersed in the role and affecting their body and mind.

But in this scene, Xu Jue obviously didn't use any skills. He seemed to be completely involved in the scene, completely immersed in the collapsed emotion that longed for redemption but had to go deeper into the abyss.

This made Qi Yanjing very worried.

Until the filming of the whole scene was over, Xu Jue thanked the actors who had been "killed" countless times by him, and said goodbye to the director and staff and returned to the hotel. He looked calm, but in fact he was extremely depressed.

Before going to bed, Qi Yanjing went to Xu Jue's room to see him, Xu Jue wrapped himself in the quilt, his eyes suppressed panic.

"Haven't you recovered yet?" Qi Yanjing stroked Xu Jue's hair.

Xu Jue looked very tired, he just closed his eyes and shook his head.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Qi Yanjing stopped talking, patted his back to coax him to sleep, and said softly: "If you are afraid, come and find me, I will accompany you, okay?"

After waiting for a long time, Xu Jue nodded slightly.

The heavy rain that had been trapped for a day in the middle of the night finally poured down vigorously.

Qi Yanjing was awakened by the thunder and lightning, and at the same time heard a knock on the door.

The people outside the door seemed to be very entangled, and even the knock on the door was soft and cautious.

Qi Yanjing didn't even have time to turn on the light, she got out of bed and opened the door.

Xu Jue was indeed standing at the door.

Wearing his short-sleeved shorts and the air conditioner in the living room was not turned on, he looked a little bit frozen.

Qi Yanjing grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the room, closing the door.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Xu Jue's eyes were swollen again, and he seemed to have cried secretly. Hearing this, he lowered his head and rubbed uncomfortably, "No...it's raining, I don't feel well..."

Qi Yanjing felt the sound of thunder and rain outside, and knew that it must be true that he was uncomfortable, but it must be true that he was afraid.

After all, I just filmed that kind of scene, and the current weather is too similar to the scene in the scene, and Xu Jue's scene was particularly empathetic, and now it is easy to get into it if you are not careful.

"Well," Qi Yanjing didn't pierce him, and pulled his hand rubbing his eyes: "How uncomfortable? Can you still go, do you want to hug?"

Xu Jue's eyes were very bright in the dark night. He pursed his lips and looked at Qi Yanjing, hesitated for a moment, raised his arms and hung them on Qi Yanjing, let go of all his strength and said, "It's very uncomfortable."

He closed his eyes to suppress his fatigue: "Give me a hug."