Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 133 The filming of the youths is finished, and the little devils are being trained.
On the set of "Better Days"

Today's filming location is near No. 32 Haitangxi Main Street.

In this scene, Xiao Bei rides a motorcycle with Chen Nian on the back, traveling along the riverbank, with the magnificent Yangtze River scenery and the light show at Hongyadong in the background.

This location was chosen because the unique urban landscape of the mountain city, especially the Yangtze River Bridge and towering buildings, can add a unique visual effect to the film.

"Did you hear? Director Gu is coming back today," whispered Xiao Li, the stagehand, as he moved equipment.

Makeup artist Xiao Wang immediately leaned over: "Really? Didn't you say I'd have to stay in the hospital for a month?"

"I heard," the lighting technician, Lao Liu, lowered his voice mysteriously, "that Sister Meng was making a scene at the hospital every day, and Director Gu couldn't take it anymore, so he was discharged early."

"Tch, your information is so outdated."

Xiao Zhang from the costume department curled her lip, "My cousin works as a nurse in the inpatient department. She said that Director Gu and that Dr. Zhang had a fight. Director Gu complained that the medicine he prescribed was too bitter, so he just dumped the medicine bowl on the doctor's head!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and no one noticed that Zhou Ye was standing at the corner.

She arrived at the set three hours early today to redo her makeup and hair.

Upon hearing the news that Gu Yang was coming back, her fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes.

"All departments, prepare! Director Gu has arrived!"

At the assistant director's shout, the entire set fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked toward the entrance without prior arrangement.

Gu Yang walked into the film set wearing a loose black hoodie, which now looked somewhat loose, despite its original fit.

His face was still a little pale, but his eyes had regained their usual sharpness.

"Hello, Director Gu!"

"Is Director Gu alright?"

"Would Director Gu like some hot water?"

The staff members came forward to greet them.

Gu Yang smiled in response, but his gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd, finally landing on Zhou Ye in the corner.

Zhou Ye wore light makeup today, but you could still see that her eyes were a little red and swollen.

She stood there biting her lip, looking like an abandoned kitten, wanting to go forward but not daring to.

"Little thing." Gu Yang beckoned to her, "Come here."

Zhou Ye jogged over, but stopped two steps away from him.

She looked up, tears welling in her eyes: "How...how have you lost so much weight?"

She wanted to throw herself into his arms, but she didn't dare!
Gu Yang didn't reply, but simply said, "Have you thoroughly studied the script? Don't do too many takes later."

This unfamiliar attitude made Zhou Ye's heart clench.

She nodded, fighting back tears: "I...I'm all ready."

"Okay, let's get ready to film." Gu Yang turned and walked towards the monitor, not giving Zhou Ye another glance.

The first scene to be filmed is the one where Xiao Bei helps Chen Nian shave her head.

In the original drama, the female lead, Zhou Dongyu, was extremely unwilling, but in the end, she dragged the entire crew along with her to get buzz cuts.

That's pretty funny.

The character is portrayed as a bullied person, but isn't this also a form of bullying towards the staff on set?
The incandescent lights on set made the barber chair appear starkly white.

Zhou Ye sat upright in front of the mirror, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

The retro hair clippers prepared by the props team were placed on a tray, gleaming with a cold light.

"Director, are we really going to cut it?"

"How about wearing a hood?"

The staff member, feeling sorry for Zhou Ye's beautiful black hair, couldn't help but speak up.

Gu Yang remained silent and instead looked at Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye's eyes were terrifyingly empty. "Cut!"

"Anyway, there's nothing to care about anymore!"

"action!"

As the electric clippers touched the back of her neck, Zhou Ye's tears fell silently.

Strands of her black hair fell to the ground. Looking at the indifferent Gu Yang behind her through the mirror, she suddenly laughed: "You know what? Last night I dreamt that you deleted me from WeChat."

The clippers buzzed, and Zhou Ye's tears flowed even more fiercely: "If you really don't want me anymore, I'll become a nun."

"Gu Yang, how about you shave my head?"

The voice grew softer and softer, and the tears flowed more and more!
Gu Yang's hands were steady, but his eyes slowly reddened.

Slowly, neither of them spoke, only the rustling sound of their hair falling to the ground could be heard.

As the final cut fell, Zhou Ye felt his heart die.

Is it all over?

Suddenly, Gu Yang grabbed the clippers and started hitting himself with them.

Zhou Ye turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and heartache: "You..."

But Gu Yang had already neatly shaved off the first tuft of hair, his movements as decisive as if he were cutting someone else's hair.

Zhou Ye's tears suddenly stopped. She stared intently at the spot where Gu Yang cut each scissor, her lips trembling slightly.

Gu Yang remained expressionless throughout, but the moment their eyes met in the mirror, a barely perceptible hint of pain flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Ye suddenly understood!
This man was showing her through his actions:
I'll be with you!
"Ka! Perfect!"

When the assistant director called "cut," he realized his hands were shaking.

The two actors' performances in this scene were simply divine!
The two actors' performances in this scene were textbook-worthy, especially Zhou Ye's.

She perfectly portrayed the despair of being abandoned by the whole world; every glance spoke of silent pain.

"This is no performance," the photographer murmured, his eyes already red behind the lens.

The crew began moving to another location to prepare for filming the last crucial scene: Xiao Bei riding a motorcycle with Chen Nian as a passenger.

He nimbly hopped onto the retro Yamaha SR400 that the props team had carefully prepared, and patted the back seat: "Ready?"

Zhou Ye carefully sat down behind him, hesitantly wrapping her arms around his waist.

"action!"

A motorcycle roared into the frame.

The warm light from the streetlights shone on the two of them, outlining a warm golden edge around them.

Zhou Ye pressed her cheek against Gu Yang's back, smelling the faint medicinal fragrance on him, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

According to the script, Chen Nian should hold Xiao Bei tightly around the waist.

But Zhou Ye's hands were trembling. She was holding him so tightly, as if Gu Yang would disappear if she let go.

"Cut!" Gu Yang frowned. "Zhou Ye, something's wrong with your mood. Chen Nian should be happy right now, not looking so miserable."

"I'm sorry," Zhou Ye hurriedly wiped away her tears, "I'll try again."

Secondly, Zhou Ye tried her best to adjust her state, but her hands holding Gu Yang were still trembling violently.

Thirdly, her tears soaked a large area of ​​the back of Gu Yang's hoodie.

"Ten-minute break." Gu Yang sighed and parked his motorcycle on the side of the road.

Zhou Ye finally broke down.

She clutched Gu Yang's clothes, sobbing uncontrollably, "I'm sorry, I really couldn't control myself. Please don't leave me. I promise I won't cause trouble again."

Gu Yang looked at her silently, reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, but still didn't say anything.

"I know I was wrong," Zhou Ye sobbed. "I don't care about you and Xiao Tian anymore, as long as you marry me in the future, I'll agree to anything you ask for."

Gu Yang finally sighed and pulled Zhou Ye into his arms: "Silly girl..."

Zhou Ye cried even harder, venting all the grievances she had accumulated over the past two weeks.

Gu Yang gently patted her back, "I will never abandon you in this lifetime!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"

"Alright, let's continue filming." Gu Yang wiped away her tears. "Don't make any more takes this time."

After restarting, Zhou Ye's condition was completely different.

She held Gu Yang tightly around the waist, her face beaming with a happy smile, her eyes still glistening with tears, yet she was breathtakingly beautiful.

As the sun sets, the motorcycle carries the two of them into the distance, as if they are going to ride all the way to the ends of the earth.

"Perfect! That take is a wrap!" After the assistant director called "cut," he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How did Director Gu manage to do that? Is he that good at directing actresses?"

No one noticed that a faint smile appeared on Gu Yang's lips.

"Filming wrapped!"

Gu Yang's voice was amplified and carried throughout the entire film set.

The crowd erupted in deafening cheers, and the stagehand even excitedly tossed the clapperboard into the air.

"Long live Director Gu!" several young actors shouted in unison, while the young women in the makeup team hugged each other, laughing and crying.

Gu Yang stood by the monitor, a rare relaxed smile on his face: "Thank you all for your hard work these past few months. Tonight at seven, the wrap party—let's drink until we drop!"

He pulled the assistant director aside, his eyes gleaming as he rattled off a list of dishes: "Three pounds of spicy crayfish, double the amount of duck blood in the spicy blood curd, and also boiled fish and spicy chicken."

The assistant director was so stunned that he forgot to take notes.

"Director Gu, you've just been discharged from the hospital," the assistant director timidly reminded him.

"Who cares!" Gu Yang waved his hand. "After two weeks of plain porridge, it's time for some meat!"

The wrap party was held that evening.

The assistant director stood awkwardly in front of the main table: "Um... Director Gu had something come up and couldn't make it. Please enjoy your meal."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city...

In the apartment that Meng Ziyi had borrowed, Zhou Ye was frantically stirring a clay pot: "Sister Meng, how long do we need to boil this Chinese medicine?"

“Dr. Zhang said at least three hours.” Meng Ziyi looked seriously at her phone’s memo app. “And it has to be simmered over a low flame, not boiled.”

Two kitchen killers circled around the stove. Zhou Ye's white shirt was splattered with medicine stains, and Meng Ziyi's bangs were curled up by the steam.

“I checked Baidu,” Zhou Ye said nervously, staring at the bubbling medicinal soup, “and it says that angelica root needs to be stir-fried first.”

“Then let’s stir-fry it first,” Meng Ziyi nodded. “Dr. Zhang said that the medicine must be taken in order, otherwise it will affect the efficacy.”

The kitchen was filled with a strange smell of Chinese medicine, but the two girls looked devout, as if they were performing some kind of sacred ritual.

In the living room, Gu Yangsheng lay listlessly on the sofa, a bowl of white porridge with a few goji berries floating in front of him.

His phone kept vibrating, filled with food photos from the film crew's group chat.

"Yangyang, it's time for your medicine!"

Meng Ziyi came out carrying a dark, murky bowl of medicine.

Zhou Ye quickly added, "Dr. Zhang said this medicine must be taken while it's hot, and you need to lie flat for half an hour afterward."

Looking at the two girls with expectant faces, and then at the bowl of medicinal soup that exuded a strange aura, Gu Yang couldn't help but shed tears.

He resignedly took the bowl and drank it all under the supervision of the two men.

"Good boy." Meng Ziyi patted his head with satisfaction. "Dr. Zhang said that if we persevere for another month, he will be cured."

Zhou Ye had already opened his notebook: "The first dose of medicine is at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, and then at noon."

Gu Yang stared at the ceiling and suddenly missed the bald doctor on set.

Thank you so much!

(End of this chapter)