novellhall Chapter 102 Eason, I'm Your Fan
Chapter 102 Eason, I'm Your Fan
Chapter 102 Eason, I'm Your Fan
The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond, and it is raining in the mountain city at this time.
The drizzle was continuous, but the temperature did not cool down at all. The weather was hot and humid as usual, with the temperature as high as 3738 degrees.
No wonder Zhang Yibai insisted on putting the passion scene in the bathroom in this time period. The external environment makes people feel impetuous, depressing and dull, which fits the atmosphere of this scene.
Mo Wenwei was at the bottom and Ye Qin was at the top. The two were sweating profusely, smelling of sweat, and they continued to thump in the cramped bathroom.
There was no intimacy, not even the car tires moved half a step, they communicated purely consciously, and their eyes met.
The camera was looking straight up at Ye Qin, at least he thought the diving mirror was a big burden, and he directly excluded the camera position for side shots of silhouetted eyes.
But who made him a qualified actor now.
"Hoohoo."
Breathing low, the exhaled air, like their eyes, collided with each other. The oxygen inside was obviously weak, but it was like a combustion accelerant that ignited the spark of the eyes.
In an instant, thunder struck the ground, the flames exploded, and the flames soared into the sky!
With a bang, Mo Wenwei didn't take the initiative in acting, she pushed away the beast that was about to move, looked at Ye Qin with a complicated expression, and watched Ye Qin sit on the ground.
The surface of the diving goggles was covered with a thin layer of water mist, which slowly subsided.
Zhang Yibai was overjoyed, and whispered to Li Weijie:
"Take a picture and give him a close-up."
The water vapor disappeared, and in the frozen frame, Ye Qin was not disappointed, the flames of resurgence became more and more intense, and Sudan replaced Wu Tao, opening a new door.
"It's all over!"
Accompanied by Zhang Yibai's roar, Ye Qin jerked violently, as if on a roller coaster, when he was separated from the role for a moment, his emotions fluctuated from valley to valley, very unstable.
"Director Zhang, I'll go back to the hotel first."
Mo Wenwei let out a sigh of relief, and handed over the towel handed over by his assistant to Ye Qin who was bending over to cover his face. "Thanks to you, the film can be returned to Director Zhang."
However, he didn't raise his head for a long time, pressed his eyes with his hands, and remained silent.
Mo Wenwei comforted: "Take a shower and adjust your status. Eason will report for duty tomorrow. He is an optimist and doesn't like to see people look sad."
"hiss!"
Ye Qin rubbed his eyes desperately, "The diving mirror is too small, it's strangling me to death. Sister Karen, what did you just say?
...............
7 month 15 day.
On the second day after Jiang Wenli came back, the drama of the main wife, mistress and son finally took place.
Ye Qin sat in front of a square wooden table. There were four dishes and one soup. The soup was boiled water, and the dishes were fried spring vegetables, fried spring vegetables, and fried spring vegetables.
Zhang Yibai, his meow, found it, and asked the props team to fry all the spring vegetables he bought, and only gave him a plate of meat dishes, twice-cooked pork.
But Ye Qin must not touch it, the key is to eat!
"I don't know good and bad, I like to eat but I don't eat."
Jiang Wenli, like an ordinary mother, always picks up the best dishes for her children, and puts a piece of twice-cooked pork into Xiaochuan's bowl, but unexpectedly her rebellious son picks it up again.
Ye Qin held a mouthful of spring vegetables and two mouthfuls of rice in his mouth, neither chewing nor swallowing, and said the lines in a disgusted tone: "It's not delicious."
Jiang Wenli arched her back, her hair was disheveled, and she couldn't express her anger: "Isn't this your favorite twice-cooked pork? The fresh pork I bought specially for you."
Ye Qin took two more bites, his cheeks were slightly protruding, and he still spoke clearly: "It's not as delicious as my dad's."
Jiang Wenli was slightly taken aback, and here again, Jiang Niangniang was stuck here for the 11th time, and did not continue to speak.
"cut!"
Zhang Yibai ran from the director's chair to the table. Jiang Wenli's acting state was far beyond expectations.
"Mr. Jiang, are you feeling unwell..."
The atmosphere of the scene was embarrassing and dignified. Jiang Wenli couldn't help but apologize to the two juniors because of her desertion, her brows were furrowed tightly.
Ye Qin stealthily picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork. Although the shooting took too long and the hot dish became cold, it was still a piece of meat.
Boiling white radishes, carrots, water radishes, and green radishes all day long, he ate a whole Bugs Bunny.
Zhang Yibai yelled: "Hey, Qin Zi, don't mess with the food props!"
"Director Zhang, it's not your fault. I can't eat the three plates of spring vegetables, but the plate of twice-cooked pork. I eat two big bowls of this meal. I don't have a piece of meat pad. People can bear it, but their mouths can't bear it!"
After Ye Qin finished speaking, he moved his chopsticks twice, and put two mouthfuls of fatty pork into his mouth, "It's delicious, Director Zhang, do you want to let the prop group fry two dishes?"
Eating in a play is often difficult to handle at one time. Normally, you can eat if you want to eat, and stop if you don’t want to. If actors are in a play, they don’t have this freedom.As long as the director says it's not good, you don't want to eat it anymore, even if the food is rotten or smelly, you have to eat it.
"Stir-fry, I'll cook it myself, I'll bring you as many dishes as you can, as long as you don't mind gaining weight!"
Ye Qin and Zhang Yibai bickered tacitly, and the dull atmosphere gradually eased.
"Qin Zi, Wen Wei, I'm sorry."
Jiang Wenli smiled apologetically, "Let Sichun stay in the hotel alone, I don't worry."
Hey, the princess of the Northwest Circle was sent away, she was clean, and at least she had another bowl of rice.
Ye Qin chuckled and said, "Mr. Jiang, I understand. It's just eating, and I can still cook eighteen bowls in a row."
Zhang Yibai scolded with a smile: "You think you are Wu Song!"
…………
Blow the countdown to the arrival of God.
"How about this dress?"
Ye Qin rummaged through the suitcase, changed into the few clothes he brought back and forth from the big suitcase, as if he was about to meet a goddess.
Lin Bin scratched his head: "Brother, it's fine, just greet Dr. Cheng, don't you need to be so enthusiastic?"
Ye Qin curled his lips, it's because you don't know how popular Eason is in later generations.
It's just that now, the popularity cannot catch up with Zhou Dong, Lin Junjie, and the second brother. After all, the new force of listening to music consumption is the post-80s and post-90s.
There is a saying, "Young Milk Tea Lun, Middle-aged Doctor Cheng".
At the time of youth, there is nothing wrong with pursuing fashion.
When you really encounter mood changes and emotional ups and downs, whether you are in love, broken in love, struggling, insomnia, or want to cry, laugh, go crazy, or make trouble, eason is like a doctor, and will prescribe a good medicine for you.
His songs are always like "you are sick, I am medicine".
MP3, mobile phone, computer, no matter what platform, no matter how the playlist is shuffled, there will always be a few of his songs.
It's a pity that the Cantonese music scene in Hong Kong has declined, and it is no longer the golden age when Chinese neon songs prevailed, and it is impossible to be named the "third generation song god".
Come out of the room and walk all the way to the door of the hotel.
Seeing a figure with curly instant noodle hair, round face and narrow eyes, Ye Qinxiao greeted excitedly: "Blowing God!"
Mo Wenwei folded his arms and introduced: "Eason, this is the young star I mentioned to you just now. He has great acting skills and was a singer before becoming an actor."
"I know, I know, "Fireworks Are Cold", was nominated for the Golden Melody Award for Best Song of the Year, but lost to Jay Lun's "Blue and White Porcelain"."
Eason Cheng smiled stupidly, "You are the one who wrote the lyrics and composed the music. Wow, you are amazing. My name is Ye Qin, right? Hello, hello, I am your fan!"
Ye Qin: 0.0
"what?"
"Eason, the King of Love Songs, finally looking forward to you!"
Turning his head, he saw Zhang Yibai leading the team, welcoming them and applauding warmly, but Eason Cheng's face was dissatisfied, and his smile was pulled down, "Director Zhang, you call me the king of love songs?"
Zhang Yibai was taken aback, not understanding what went wrong.
It's a complete mistake. It can be said that Liang Jingru is the queen of love songs, but calling Eason Cheng "the king of love songs" is simply insulting him to perform songs full of philosophical charm.
Mo Wenwei smoothed things over and said: "Eason, Director Zhang is joking, what kind of title do real capable singers need!"
Eason Cheng shook his head bitterly, "If there is a title, what word would you use?"
"Of course the king of karaoke!" Ye Qin hooked his lips.
Eason Cheng laughed out loud, and the arc of his laughter rose wildly uncontrollably.
Yo, okay, young man, put honey on your little mouth!
"Director Zhang, why should I start filming?"
Nanliang also wanted to speed up the end of "Secret Shore".
In this article, I made a lot of mistakes, I hope readers can continue to support! !
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