I chase after the actor by lifting iron

Chapter 87

Are you still making movies?

Si Yan'an didn't answer, and told Ming Chen to go to bed quickly.

Ming Chen threw himself on the bed and turned to look at him: "Are you still filming? Are you filming?"

Si Yanan was so annoyed and helpless: "Do you want me to take pictures or not?"

"It's all right." Ming Chen opened his eyes wide: "I just want to know."

"Well," Si Yan'an poured out a glass of water, took it and walked to the bedside: "Let's shoot."

"Really! Good!!! I thought you won't want to shoot anymore after you win Best Actor! Your acting skills are so good, the way you yelled at me during the day was so shocking, my legs are so weak, it's just super powerful. It's a pity not to act in this one!" Ming Chen boasted wildly.

Si Yan'an put down the water glass, sat down on the side of the bed, and said, "I'm not in the mood anymore. I'm tired and I don't want to take pictures."

"Then I won't shoot, what's good to shoot." Ming Chen quickly changed his words: "The studio can also train new people. In the future, they will work and you will be the boss. If you get promoted, you can scold whoever you want, cool!"

Si Yanan stared at him.

Ming Chen looked back innocently.

"...Go to sleep." Si Yan'an snapped his fingers: "I'll think about you in my dream."

Ming Chen woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and tilted his head in a daze, Si Yan'an seemed to be awake.He has learned to listen to people's breathing to judge whether he is asleep or not.

"Male god." He yawned: "Can't sleep?"

Si Yanan turned over and looked at him.

Ming Chen groped on the bed for a while, touched Si Yan'an's hand, and patted it lightly: "Do you want to take some medicine?"

"It's fine." Si Yan'an said, "You go down to film tomorrow, and I'll stay in the room to sleep."

"Hey." Ming Chen smiled a little, and moved a little bit to the side: "I'm telling you quietly, when you yelled at me before, I was hard."

Si Yanan: "..."

"I really, really like your acting." Ming Chen closed his eyes: "It's a pity to give up."

Si Yanan didn't speak.

"But I want you to be happy."

His voice was hoarse: "If you want to rest, you can rest, if you want to act, you can act. You can do whatever you want."

Si Yanan waited for a while: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look, Ming Chen had already fallen asleep again, and was not waiting for his answer at all.He smiled dumbly, turned over and lay down.

The next day, Si Yan'an didn't wake up until noon.

The body feels rested and relaxed.He took the medicine, went downstairs in a low spirit, and saw Fu Yongchuan in the restaurant.

"Tsk." He walked over and sat down: "Come over to inspect, boss? How about breakfast?"

As he spoke, he picked up a bun with a pair of clean chopsticks and bit it down.

"..." Fu Yongchuan forbears: "Master, what time do you check? Do you still have breakfast?"

"Then what buns do you eat?"

"I," Fu Yongchuan took a deep breath, "I just want to eat steamed buns all of a sudden, can't I?"

"Oh, it's okay." Si Yan'an said, looked at the stuffed stuffed bun, and said with disgust, "Why is it made of bean paste?"

"........." Fu Yongchuan was furious: "I just like bean paste! And this last one is what I'm going to eat! But if you tell me, you won't eat it! You still blame me!?"

"Don't get excited." Si Yan'an was in a rare good mood, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Waiter——another bean paste bun—"

Then he glanced at Fu Yongchuan and asked, "Is this the production crew's money?"

"Yes." Fu Yongchuan said.

"That's like I treat you to eat. Don't thank me too much." Si Yan'an said.

Fu Yongchuan inhaled, inhaled, inhaled and exhaled again, and asked inexplicably for a while, "What's the matter with you today? Did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you leaving me here?"

"What are you doing here?" Si Yan'an answered irrelevantly.

"Oh, it's been a long time. Let's take a look." Fu Yongchuan said casually.

There is a small landscape in front of the hotel restaurant, which blocks the sight of the door. The place where they sit is relatively hidden, and it is not easy to see at a glance if they don't come down from the upstairs.

The two eyed each other for a while, and Si Yan'an slowly said, "Yun Ruoxian is looking for you again."

Fu Yongchuan almost knelt down, and his attitude changed 180 degrees: "My brother, eldest brother, young master, prince. You are the most charming pearl in the world, so beautiful that it is dazzling. I will sit here for a while, absolutely Don't cause any trouble to your crew, just sit down for a while and leave immediately!"

Si Yan'an glanced at the direction of the small landscape: "...Well, it's late."

The beauty in sunglasses in a wavy suit and skirt came in through the front door with eight bodyguards.The well-informed waiter didn't react and wanted to ask, and watched her walk in the direction of the restaurant.

Seeing this, Fu Yongchuan crawled under the table in a panic.

"Yo, here it is." Yun Ruoxian walked over with a few strides and kicked the leg of the table: "He's not dead yet?"

Turning his head to look, there was another person who was eating the steamed stuffed bun slowly, and said in surprise, "Oh, Si Xiaoyu, you're alive too."

Si Yanan: "..."

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them changed to an open-air seat, and tea and snacks were placed in front of them.

"What project is so exaggerated?" Si Yan'an asked: "Isn't this guy famous for pretending to be dead? The plan left time for him to pretend to be dead."

"It just so happens that I've been free recently, so I'll come and take a look." Yun Ruoxian took off his sunglasses, his eyes were flirtatious and affectionate: "Thinking that he loves to run to you, but he caught every one of them. What about you? How are you doing now? Go on. Is it a script?"

"No." Si Yan'an said.

Fu Yongchuan grabbed a red bean paste bun, looked down at the request for revision of the outline brought by Yun Ruoxian, raised his head and interjected: "You have been resting for almost a year? Still not considering it?"

"I don't have any good scripts for me," Si Yan'an said, "I don't even have TV dramas. Something happened a while ago."

"Isn't it better now? Your family has issued a statement, and now the whole network is calling you young master, and everyone is eager to take advantage of your popularity." Fu Yongchuan said.

Si Yanan smiled helplessly.

The three of them knew each other, so they joked.

Si Yan'an's predicament is obvious. He has a high social status, a high profile, and a large appearance restriction.He won't be looking for comedies, he doesn't like popcorn movies, and small-budget literary films can't afford his salary.Some directors would rather use a group of unknown actors who are not well-known, and polish them like ascetics in the flashy world, rather than cooperate with an already famous "actor".

For them, Si Yan'an was always a barrier.

"I said you should put down your figure and act in a funny movie." Fu Yongchuan sincerely suggested: "Don't you want to break the previous image of being cold and cold? You know, acting is also required to be funny."

"Let's take a rest, I'm afraid I'll split up." Si Yan'an said.

Yun Ruoxian kept listening, but now holding a coffee cup, he suddenly said, "I have a project in hand, Si Xiaoyu, are you interested?"

"what?"

"Movies. The project was established in the first half of the year. In fact, I have always wanted to find you. I didn't ask because you were not in good condition."

"No." Si Yan'an said, "The condition is not good."

Yun Ruoxian smiled: "Don't you want to read the proposal? It's actually very suitable for you now. It just needs you to learn to control your emotions."

Fu Yongchuan reacted for a while, then frowned and said, "Isn't it? Are you talking about "The Sound of Dripping"?"

Yun Ruoxian nodded.

"No." Fu Yongchuan's face was ugly: "Definitely not. Do you have any humanity? Don't touch me, I'm afraid I'll infect your viciousness."

"I'll send you the script back," Yun Ruoxian said to Si Yan'an, "You can read it before making a decision. The protagonist is set to be of mixed race. If it's not you, we'll find a minority or a foreigner to play it." Acting. You are a perfect fit."

Si Yanan didn't speak.

"It's a rare opportunity, it's a good movie, and the funds are sufficient. It's just that you don't have much time to think about it." Yun Ruoxian stood up, flicking her long hair back: "Three months, give me an answer."

"Hurry up!" Fu Yongchuan cursed while holding the outline.

"...haha." Yun Ruoxian laughed: "I just saw you suddenly, and felt that you have changed a lot, and you seem to be happier. Otherwise, I won't ask you."

She picked up her handbag and stepped out of her seat: "Think about it."

Behind her, the bodyguards followed her and left.

When she was gone until there was no one left, Fu Yongchuan slammed the table: "Don't answer!"

"No." Si Yan'an said, "I'm old, I can't afford it anymore."

"It's good that you know." Fu Yongchuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I participated in the screenwriting of this book. There is an original novel, and I got a lot of money. The protagonist is a musician, and later he became deaf and mentally ill. You say this is a human Did you watch a movie? My mother wouldn’t recognize it if it was filmed!”

"... Tsk." Si Yan'an couldn't help cursing: "So what do you mean, mocking me for being sick? It's very appropriate."

"Yes, yes, as long as you know." Fu Yongchuan said seriously: "So you still listen to me, for the sake of your health, act in a funny movie. Internet dramas are also okay? Nowadays, many Internet dramas are not as funny as they are funny, I caught up with it the day before yesterday and watched it as a funny movie, oh my god it made me laugh..."

"Have you finished eating yet? This is my crew's steamed stuffed bun." Si Yan emphasized the pronunciation of the word "my".

"I'll go." Fu Yongchuan also stood up, patted his buttocks and ran away.

In the evening, it rained in Chongshi.Si Yanan bought a transparent umbrella at the entrance of the hotel, and walked slowly to the set.

Halfway there, the rain stopped. He put away his umbrella and passed a small road covered with white petals, all of which had just been hit by the rain.

Humid air, comfortable temperature.

When the phone rang, he glanced at the note, Ms. Si.Pick it up casually.

"Xiao An." The female voice said, "Did you see the statement on Weibo?"

"Yes." Si Yan'an said.

"It's like this, what mother thinks, try not to make a big deal about this matter, it will affect the family, and it will be hard to explain to many people. Now everyone knows that you are also a child of our family, so I won't embarrass you anymore, and condemn you The sound is much less, too, isn't it?"

"Yes." Si Yanan sighed helplessly.

"Isn't that all right? As long as you withdraw the lawsuit, it will be a happy ending. Mom begged you, okay?"

The studio was a 10-minute walk from the hotel, and he had already reached his destination in no time.

He was in a good mood, and even this phone call didn't make him irritated.

"I said it at the beginning." Si Yan'an said: "He apologized, but I withdraw the lawsuit. No matter what you did, you can't replace him. And I didn't like reading your Weibo."

"...Why can't it be replaced? We are a family." Mother Si said.

"He apologized, and I withdraw the lawsuit." Si Yan'an repeated calmly.

The other side was silent for a while, then hung up the phone.Si Yanan stepped into the set carrying an umbrella.

The crew set up a plastic canopy, and the machines and items were placed under it.There was water on the ground, and the original number of pages could not be filmed. The director was discussing with the person in charge about changing the interior scene, and the others took a break to talk in twos and threes.

Ming Chen was sitting on a low wall with his prop guitar in his arms, pressing the strings with his left hand, feeling bored.

After a while, he swept the strings with his right hand as if he couldn't restlessly, and several staff members who were playing with their mobile phones suddenly raised their heads.

The group of directors were discussing in full swing, and no one seemed to hear it.

So he looked around, swipe the strings again, the melody floated out, and he sang the first line.Si Yan'an immediately recognized that it was "Apricot Blossom Rain" by Wen Lai.

Like a stolen joy, the fishers gathered around him and surrounded him.

The melody is simple and brisk. The boy sat on the low wall with a clean voice, like a raindrop that has not yet fallen on the eaves.

After singing for nearly 2 minutes, the director just finished the discussion. As soon as he recovered, he heard the play here, and ran over pretending to be angry to bombard people.

Ming Chen jumped down from the low wall and slid towards the door. When he caught sight of his boss Yan'an, surprise appeared on his face.

"Didn't you say you can't come?" Ming Chen trotted over and asked.

"I see it's raining." Si Yan'an handed him the umbrella: "Send the umbrella."