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Chapter 114 This is so amazing
PS: Two-in-one chapter
As a live producer, He Xiaoling directed two food delivery workers to move the large plastic baskets into the workshop.

Things were all packed up. Seeing that everyone was not filming, she asked Gao Shuang what he meant, and then shouted, "It's time for dinner! A person in charge of each unit will send a lunch box!"

With this greeting, there was finally a little vitality in the low-pressure workshop.

No matter how bad things go at work, I still have to eat.

Hou Zimo and the rest of the crew had almost received their lunch boxes, so they came over and asked He Xiaoling for two.

Generally, when the crew prepares the lunch box, they will prepare three or four extra copies just in case.

So it's not a problem to ask for an extra meal.

Hou Zimo washed his muddy hands with the remaining half bottle of mineral water, walked to Wang Juan's side, carefully helped her open the lunch box, and handed over the sanitary chopsticks to her hand: "Let's eat!"

Wang Juan held the boxed lunch and didn't change it, just stared at Hou Zimo's frustrated face, two tears slowly overflowing her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry..."

Hou Zimo raised his head and stared at Wang Juan for a moment. He didn't know why his wife was here today, and why she had to follow him so stubbornly.

But it doesn't make sense to release your emotions on your wife just because you can't handle things well at work.

As a man and a husband, this responsibility is a must!
He suddenly squeezed out a bright smile, raised his hand to wipe his wife's face, and comforted her gently: "Why are you apologizing to me! It's my fault that the show didn't work well, not yours."

Wang Juan saw Hou Zimo's embarrassed makeup and tried her best to look free and easy. It was a bit funny, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I have nothing else to do! I have also seen you, and I will return to the capital in a while. , do not delay your work here."

Hou Zimo thought about it at this time, sat down next to Wang Juan, and said, "Why are you doing this! Just leave as soon as you arrive, you don't need money for air tickets!"

Wang Juan hurriedly explained: "No... I shouldn't have come... It's just..."

"Alright, alright!" Hou Zimo took two bites of rice into his mouth and said, "Just come and have a good time. After filming today's scene, I'll be fine for a few days, and I'll accompany you around the mountain city. visit."

……

Hou Zimo gave Wang Juan the chicken leg in his lunch box.

Wang Juan didn't refuse, and she ate it together with a large lunch box in her hand.

When she is at home, Wang Juan eats like a cat.

There is often a little left over from a small bowl of rice.

It's not very common to eat something like this.

"I'm so happy to see me! My appetite is much better than usual!" Hou Zimo said jokingly.

Wang Juan seemed a little embarrassed by what Hou Zimo said, so she didn't answer him, just lowered her head and called, "Zimo."

"Ah."

Hou Zimo put a mouthful of vegetables in his mouth and responded.

Wang Juan's voice was hesitant: "I have something I want to tell you."

Hou Zimo heard a difference in her tone, put down his chopsticks, looked at her and said, "You can say it."

Wang Juan took out a dozen printer paper from her small bag and handed it to Hou Zimo: "I...I'm pregnant."

"Oh."

Hou Zimo subconsciously reached out to pick up the stack of papers.

Suddenly, his hand stopped in the air.

Then he suddenly looked up at his wife, as if he was not sure what he heard: "No! You... what did you say?!!"

Seeing Hou Zimo's astonished appearance, Wang Juan unfolded the paper and handed it to him. She smiled and said, "I'm pregnant! The examination showed that I've been pregnant for three months."

"Pregnant... Pregnant?!" Hou Zimo's hand trembled as he took the checklist marked with the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, his voice trembling with excitement: "When did you find out? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Just when you first came to Shancheng."

"Why are you hiding such a big thing from me!" Hou Zimo stood up and quickly paced in place with the checklist in his hands, nervous and surprised expressions intertwined on his face: "I'll deal with it now. No mental preparation at all!"

Wang Juan smiled and said, "Didn't you come to Shancheng to film. I was afraid that it would affect your work, so I wanted to tell you after you go back."

Hou Zimo looked at Wang Juan and said in surprise, "You are here today to give me a surprise, right?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Juan shook her head after hearing Hou Zimo's words, and said with a dark expression: "Yesterday, during the review, the doctor said that I may have a little prenatal depression in the first trimester, and suggested that I come to see you and relieve my emotions. I am afraid of myself. The problem will affect the child, so I came here..."

"Prenatal Depression?"

Hou Zimo's expression suddenly froze...

Although he doesn't know what prenatal depression is, he understands depression!
Just after graduating from college, his life has undergone numerous changes one after another.

The interview was rejected, the mixed group was cheated, the father had a car accident, the bar was sold for no money, and the rented house went up in price...

For a long time, he was relying on antidepressants to maintain his last hope of living.

It was not until he was awarded the prize by Wang Xingren that an inflection point appeared in his life.

He knew depression was very painful.

Mild ones are unhappy, unhappy, and less interested.

In severe cases, the pain is unbearable, pessimistic and desperate, living like a year, and life is better than death.

But no matter the severity, the feeling of uselessness, hopelessness, helplessness and worthlessness that comes from the heart during the depression period is enough to make people collapse.

Hou Zimo was certain that the biggest reason why Wang Juan, a cheerful woman like her, developed depression in the first trimester was the lack of company and care from her husband.

To put it bluntly, he did not give her enough security in life!
And she is independent enough to not want to affect her work because of such things.

This time, if the doctor said that it might affect the child, it is estimated that this silly woman would not know how long she would endure such pain alone.

……

"I'm sorry...it's my fault, I couldn't be with you."

Hou Zimo suddenly felt a strong self-blame in his heart, and wanted to hold Wang Juan in his arms.

But just as he stretched out his hands, he suddenly thought that after crawling in the sewer scene for so long, his body was really dirty.

Wang Juan saw his hesitation, took a step forward with a smile, and hugged him tightly.

"It's nice to see you..."

Wang Juan's face was pressed against Hou Zimo's chest, not caring at all about the pungent smell and sludge on him.

Hou Zimo gently placed his hand on Wang Juan's back, as if he was caring for a fragile piece of porcelain.

……

Gao Shuang remembered Lu Xun once said: "There is only one true heroism in the world, and that is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life."

It has nothing to do with loving life.

Gao Shuang just felt that as the director of the crew, it was necessary to implement such a heroism.

Was he angry all morning for such a simple scene?

Of course he was angry.

Anyone who slows down the filming of the crew should be blamed, the crew is not a school rehearsal hall, and no one is obliged to wait for you to grow.

Everyone in professional performance must be professional!
This is the basic requirement for an actor!

And Hou Zimo's performance today is far from the word "professional"!
But as a director, Gao Shuang knows better than anyone when to have a temper and when to stay calm.

In this case, his function is to stand up like a hero and use his professional directing knowledge to help the actor adjust his state!
Lead the crew out of the predicament!

"Hou Zimo, come with me! I'll tell you a play!" Gao Shuang greeted Hou Zimo not far away.

"Hey! It's here! Director Gao!" Hou Zimo excitedly trotted all the way to Gao Shuang.

Gao Shuang waited for Hou Zimo to come over, then opened the original film in the system, compared the props and set, and explained it to Hou Zimo in detail.

We have a plug-in!

Talking is so easy! ! !
……

Zeng Pingfan was smoking a cigarette at the moment, standing behind the two, smacking from time to time.

Without his play today, I came to the scene just to watch the fun.

As soon as Hou Zimo ran over, he keenly discovered that this kid seems to be different from just now!

There is a sharpness in his eyes!

He first glanced at Hou Zimo carefully, then turned to look at Wang Juan who was looking at him eagerly not far away.

Showing a thoughtful look.

Gao Shuang talked about Xiao Er for 10 minutes, and he saw that Hou Zimo had fully understood his intentions.

Full of accomplishment, I returned to the director's monitor.

Zeng Pingfan sat down on the chair next to Gao Shuang and asked Gao Shuang, "Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Can't you see that he is in good shape at the moment?"

"How can you say it's nonsense?" Gao Shuang said as a matter of course: "Isn't he in good condition because I'm good at telling jokes?"

"Where's your face?" Zeng Pingfan squeezed his hand so hard that the cigarette was cut off, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times: "What did I do to give you such a good performance? percentage?!"

……

Hou Zimo stepped on the apple box and turned it into the mud pit of half a water pipe.

After posing, I made an OK pose for the camera!
"No.70, the first shot of the six games, action!"

The moment the slate was laid, Hou Zimo instantly entered the state.

That kind of expression of gritted teeth and struggling to move forward in a small space is just right for him!
Every inch of muscle on the body seems to be brought into play!

Heavy gasps while resting against the wall of the tube.

The subconscious twitching of sweat dripping into the eyes during the march.

The embarrassment of trying to break free when the water pipe interface is stuck.

All are vividly performed by him!

Under the light of Lu Jiu's hand-held light, the light changes at any time with Hou Zimo's movement.

On the monitor, the whole picture became agile.

As Hou Zimo climbed out from the other side, everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
I've been stuck on this scene all morning, and I've passed it!

Gao Shuang stared at the monitor and waved his fist fiercely: "Brilliant! Another reverse, keep the current state!"

Everyone in the crew was also excited by Hou Zimo's sudden acting skills!
"Quick, quick! Turn the lights in a different direction, and the angle doesn't need to be too big!" Lu Jiu instructed the lighting team to adjust quickly.

Zhao Hai picked up the camera and tripod, and placed it in another long-established location!

The props team quickly stepped forward and rearranged the silt in the fake pipeline.

……

Hou Zimo became more and more involved in the scenes of crawling back and forth in the next few pipes.

As the real sense of fatigue increases, the helplessness mixed with the embarrassment becomes more and more obvious!

Less than two hours!

All the shots in the twelve sewer pipes are completed!

When Hou Zimo came out of the pipe set with sewage dripping all over his body, the entire crew spontaneously applauded him.

"Take a break!" Gao Shuang patted Hou Zimo on the shoulder and said, "The scene of the phone call from Ikou is not easy to perform, you should think about it."

Hou Zimo glanced behind Gao Shuang, then turned to him and said, "Go ahead, Director Gao! The emotions are connected!"

Gao Shuang thought for a moment and said, "That's it, you drink some water first. Let's continue when the plane is ready! Don't force it!"

"I'm fine!"

……

In the shaft, Hou Zimo laboriously grabbed the iron handrail on the shaft wall and climbed to a position close to the manhole cover.

Straighten your legs hard, so that your head and mobile phone are close to the manhole cover, so that the mobile phone can receive a little signal.

It can be seen that the muscle tremors of his arm grasping the armrest were not performed at all.

Such muscle tremors are obviously due to the fact that the tube that had been drilled for more than two hours before has lost some strength.

Hou Zimo spoke in a strong Dongshan dialect, and said with a trembling voice: "Amitabha, God bless! Amen, Amen!"

As soon as the voice fell, the low-battery alert tone of the prop mobile phone rang.

After waiting for three or four seconds, Hou Zimo suddenly shouted excitedly: "Hey! Hey! Brother Dao!"

The joy that comes from the heart is vividly expressed by him!

Because it is a real-time radio, I can't play Hou Zimo!
The content of the conversation on the phone must be controlled by himself in the time interval.

Zeng Pingfan was a little nervous and silently talked to Hou Zimo in his heart, calculating his rhythm.

first sentence!
Got stuck!
Second sentence!
The connection is tight and the rhythm is perfect!

Third sentence!
Zeng Pingfan just flashed the picture of hanging up the phone, and Hou Zimo's call "Hello! Hello!"

This one is stable! ! !

Hou Zimo's performance in the afternoon was completely different from that in the morning!

In the words of Gao Shuang: This is so amazing!

When the last sentence "Neymare Gobi!" just fell, Hou Zimo fell directly from the shaft!

Although the fake scene is not high, you can still hear a "dong" sound!
"Houzi!"

"Are you all right!"

"Hurry up! What's going on?"

"Get out of the way, it seems like you have a heat stroke!"

"Two bottles of Huoxiangzhengqi water! Hurry up!"

……

There was chaos around the fake scene.

Gao Shuang was shocked when he saw on the monitor that Hou Zimo, who should have continued to claw at the wellhead, suddenly disappeared from the camera, and hurried to the scene.

I saw a field manager and a lighting master walking out of the crowd with Hou Zimo on the left and right.

Hou Zimo's face was pale and his steps were a little vain.

His wife Wang Juan anxiously took over the position of Master Lighting: "Zimo! How are you?"

"It's okay... I'm just a little dizzy!" Hou Zimo reluctantly smiled at Wang Juan, and then said to Gao Shuang, "Director Gao! I accidentally dropped this one. I'll try another one later."

"It's over! This one is over! Don't worry about it anymore, go and rest!" Gao Shuang evacuated the people around him, and led Hou Zimo to sit in the open space next to him.

Since the shooting is an internal scene, no external light source can leak in, so the entire factory is sealed tightly. In addition to the heat dissipation of various equipment, the temperature in the factory is surprisingly high.

Hou Zimo was acting under several lights with heating power comparable to Yuba, and he was really tossed.

After drinking two bottles of Huoxiangzhengqi water and filling half of the bottles of mineral water in succession, Hou Zimo's face looked better.

Gao Shuang said in annoyance: "It's uncomfortable, say it, you almost didn't scare people to death for this whole trip!"

After all, he brought out all the crew members. If something unexpected happened, he would be really sorry.

"I didn't expect..."

"Accidents are unexpected things! Look at the frightened sister-in-law, her face is whiter than you!"

Gao Shuang was obviously still angry at Hou Zimo's irresponsible behavior.

Hou Zimo said embarrassedly: "The main reason is to give the performance a bit of fun while it feels good! When the box office is good, we can also share more money to buy milk powder, right?"

"What milk powder? Is it inconvenient for you to buy boxed milk?"

Gao Shuang was a little confused when he heard this unfamiliar word.

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