Rebirth of Rong Shao

Rong Fei sighed. He has never really come into contact with a woman like Feng Yi. From the traditional perspective, ordinary men will not fall in love with a woman like Feng Yi. They will only criticize her and look at her with colored glasses. She would not appreciate her or even fall in love with her. And Mo Xiaobei is a person who grew up among the poor. What he longs for should be a simple and innocent woman, who will give him medicine when he is injured, cook him some home-cooked dishes, and when he goes out and wandering around. Hold him, hope he can be stable. But in the script, he fell in love with Feng Yi, this seemingly coquettish but corrupt woman.

Luo Bing put the bag at the entrance of the mall and walked in front of Rong Fei. She smiled helplessly, "Rong Shao, do you know that I am tired. I believe you are even more tired when you push the goods. Please pass by next time, OK I still have an announcement tonight, I don’t want people to see the palm of my hand that is streaked with shopping bags.

Suddenly, the aura belonging to the first sister pressed on Rong Fei's heart. If he is the only one who keeps NG in a scene, even if he is scolded to death by the director, he can calmly think about how to play this role. But once it involves other people, it's different.

"Director, in order for Rong Fei to adjust his state, let's take a break." Luo Bing raised his hand and the guide demonstrated, "If he can't adjust, it will still be NG even if he repeats it hundreds of times."

This opinion was accepted by the director, and he nodded to signal everyone to rest for a while.

Rong Fei exhaled and walked back to the nanny car. He was about to pull the door and someone caught his hand.

"Su...Su Zhen..." Rong Fei was at a loss. The expression Su Zhen looked at him did not ease all afternoon, even though Rong Fei didn't know why. Rong Fei felt inexplicable pressure whenever he saw Su Zhen, so he simply avoided Su Zhen. But I didn't expect Su Zhen to come to him on the initiative.

"Why, don't you want me to come in?" Su Zhen raised his eyebrows and Rong Fei let go.

The door closed with a loud huff, and Su Zhen sat next to Rong Fei, which made Rong Fei nervous again.

"I'm close to you seems to make you very nervous?" Su Zhen leaned her back against the seat and turned her face to look at Rong Fei.

"No! How could it be possible!" Rong Fei hurriedly denied, and then showed a big smile. "I'm not good at acting Mo Xiaobei's feelings for Feng Yi, so I'm having a headache..."

"So what is it that is giving you a headache?"

"...I don't understand why Mo Xiaobei fell in love with Feng Yi. It stands to reason that people like Mo Xiaobei should look down on Feng Yi, a woman who depends on other men, has no dignity, and has no self..."

"Because Feng Yi is not a man. In Mo Xiaobei's eyes, men are born to be dependent, and women are weak."

"But even so, Mo Xiaobei might sympathize with Feng Yi, so what about love? How could there be that kind of love that always wants to look at each other?"

"That's because you didn't see Feng Yi's heart, but Mo Xiaobei saw it." Su Zhen said lightly, "Rong Fei, each of us will have an illusion about the type or image we like, even A definition. But in the end, maybe we are not in love with that person."

"I know."

"Have you ever fallen in love with someone? Even if that person is very different from your idea?" Su Zhen stretched her finger over and clicked on Rong Fei's heart. "I want you to try to think about it. Xiaobei fell in love with Feng Yi, what moved her on earth?"

What moved Mo Xiaobei? Undoubtedly, it was not Feng Yi's weakness, Feng Yi's pursuit of material things, or Feng Yi's face that moved Mo Xiaobei.

For a woman like Feng Yi, she went to the mall alone, and even if she wore all the beautiful clothes, the man had no desire to appreciate her for a long time. She couldn't find a direction in her life, she had struggled, she had resisted in her heart, but she eventually perished.

...Is her loneliness!

Rong Fei opened his eyes and looked at Su Zhen.

Yes, Feng Yi is a lonely woman. All the beauty she shows longs for someone to appreciate and comfort. She is like a lonely blooming rose. Mo Xiaobei knows that if she touches it with her hands, she will be touched by her. The stabbing wound, so he used his eyes to experience the loneliness of that woman, and because of the attention he became more wanting to explore everything about that woman. So he saw more, Feng Yi was like a glass vase that was full of cracks, but still reflected the sunlight and formed a fading beauty.

Rong Fei suddenly realized Mo Xiaobei's desire to embrace and warm the woman.

"If you have an idea, you can get off the car and continue." Su Zhen asked lightly.

Su Zhen opened the car door, Rong Fei walked out and looked back at Su Zhen.

"Have you also loved someone who is very different from what you imagined?"

"Yes." Su Zhen replied lightly, not worried that Rong Fei would pass this explosive news to the media.

Rong Fei wanted to ask what kind of person it was, because it was hard to imagine.

"I want to sleep for a while." Su Zhen pulled up the door of the babysitter's car.

Rong Fei left alone.

At 3:40 in the afternoon, the director indicated that this was the last filming of this scene today. If Rong Fei still does not perform well, he will move the scene to a month later.

Luo Bing gave Rong Fei a sideways glance, and the meaning was obvious: You kid definitely can't be NG again!

Rong Fei took a sigh of relief and put on his gloves to push the cargo box.

At this time, Feng Yi, played by Luo Bing, walked out of the mall with shopping bags.

Mo Xiaobei raised his hand and rubbed off the sweat stains on his forehead with his arm, and instantly saw Feng Yi's back.

His gaze stretched longer and longer as Feng Yi went away, it was a silent attention, as if he wanted to hug Feng Yi tightly with his gaze.

As Feng Yila opened the door and left, Mo Xiaobei sighed slightly.

"Crack!" The director stood up, pointed at Rong Fei with the rolled up script, "That's it! That's how it feels! You must keep in mind how Mo Xiaobei feels towards Feng Yi!"

Rong Fei blinked, the depression in his heart was swept away, and the whole person became relaxed.

Luo Bing got out of the car and looked at Rong Fei, a trace of appreciation appeared between his eyebrows.

After filming this play, because there is still an hour left, the director strikes while the iron is hot and shoots the next scene as well.

That was the scene where Feng Yi walked on the road and stepped on the heel of the stone and sprained her foot. Mo Xiaobei saw him and rushed to help her.

In the camera, Rong Fei lowered his body to touch the foot of Feng Yi played by Luo Bing. Luo Bing shrank as if avoiding the plague, as expected to be a sister. The slight panic was mixed with a little disgust, naturally and not artificially, "You...what do you want to do?"

Rong Fei also got into the play very quickly. He performed Mo Xiaobei’s kind of expression that was so nervous in his heart to be so close to the woman he likes, but still wanted me to help you. You don’t know what to do, "Look at your ankle How swollen!"

In the script, Mo Xiaobei's expression also made Feng Yi somewhat scared of him. After all, Mo Xiaobei had scars on his forehead, and he was dressed like a young and Dangerous boy. Mo Xiaobei also saw Feng Yi's fear. He reached out and pulled Feng Yi's high-heeled shoes from the cracks in the stone, but the heel was broken.

"Did you buy other shoes today?" Rong Fei asked.

Luo Bing shook his head, shrank, and looked at the people passing by, hoping that someone could help her.

"Then there is no way." Rong Fei pulled Luo Bing's foot, ignored her struggle, took off the other shoe, then broke off both high heels grandly, and then raised his head. La smiled.

That smile is too simple, but the simpler the thing, the harder it is to express.

Luo Bing had a dazzling feeling. She was stunned there, but Rong Fei had already put on her shoes on her knees according to the script and got her up.

"It won't be enough. You won't twist your feet anymore, and your heels won't get stuck in the cracks of the stone." Rong Fei smiled and turned to leave.

Luo Bing hadn't recovered yet, Rong Fei was already far away. This series of scenes was too smooth, and Luo Bing was completely taken into Feng Yi's role.

"Don't you think that Rong Shao is particularly masculine just now?" The makeup artist stared at the replay on the screen with an idiotic look.

"Yeah, yeah, especially the scene where he took off his Luobing shoes just now... It's really very different from the image of Chen Qianfeng in "Light Wind"!"

Rong Fei looked back in the direction of the nanny car, Su Zhen was still inside.

Vaguely felt that something was wrong with Su Zhen today. After the director said that today "off work", Rong Fei walked to the nanny car and knocked on the door.

"Huh?" Su Zhen's voice sounded, and Rong Fei suddenly didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, the makeup artist saw Rong Fei stunned, and asked directly, "Rong Shao? Are you not in the car?"

At this time, Su Zhen opened the door, and by looking at the expression on his face, he knew that he had not fallen asleep.

"Get in the car, neither Wei Zixing nor Shen Yan will come today. I'll take you back to where you live."

"Oh, good..." Rong Fei got into the car and sat beside Su Zhen.

Su Zhen's fingers are very beautiful, but they are definitely not the slender beauty of girls. His profile was like a quiet distant mountain, Rong Fei could only paint with his eyes but couldn't get close.

Their car passed by Luo Bing's car.

Luo Bing blew his horn to make Rong Fei look out the window.

"Rong Shao, you did a good job today!"

"Thank you!" Rong Fei didn't expect Luo Bing to praise himself specially.

Luo Bing's car suddenly went away, somewhat similar to her character that said wind is rain.

Su Zhen drove on, and several crew cars followed them.

The carriage was extremely quiet, Rong Fei stretched out his hand to turn on the radio, and suddenly the relaxing music saved Rong Fei's nerves. In this way, they drove all the way to the accommodation arranged by the crew in the suburbs. This is a small hotel with four floors. The conditions are of course not comparable to those of international hotels participating in the Venice Film Festival or Berlin Film Festival, but the bright, white sheets have a smell of the sun. The room is a bit narrow and only has a double bed. But in general, Rong Fei can definitely eat and sleep soundly under such conditions.

"Just a month, let's bear it." Su Zhen walked over and was going to reach out and rub Rong Fei's head, but the gesture stopped in mid-air.

It was Rong Fei who minded Su Zhen helping himself with a pistol in the hospital before, but now Rong Fei cares more about Su Zhen's attitude towards him.

"What did I do wrong?" Rong Fei looked at Su Zhen with bright eyes, "Speak straight!"

Su Zhen sat down beside Rong Fei, still depressed.

Rong Fei didn't like the atmosphere, so he went to his suitcase and started rummaging through his clothes to take a shower. When Su Zhen is willing to say it, listen to him again.

"Do you still remember the stuntman named Rong Fei?"

Rong Fei froze there...for a long time, he said, "Of course I remember."

They attended the funeral together.

Su Zhen chuckled lightly, "Although he has the same name as yours, he has a completely different fate. He is a great stuntman who can fly a car, can jump from a ten-meter-high building without blinking... he can Make all movements look in line with the aesthetics of your eyeballs..."

"I know. He is very dedicated." Rong Fei didn't dare to look back, pretending that he didn't understand why the other party mentioned his past self at this time, pretending to concentrate on packing his luggage.

"He... Once when I was a substitute for me, there was an accident. After the crash, the airbag didn't pop up and he died. It's in these newspapers, and his master should have told you too." Su Zhen said in a calm tone. Say.