Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Hurricanes

The gray clouds above the head are rolling, the sea is no longer as quiet as it was a few days ago, the waves are booming, rushing between the sky and the earth, roaring and hitting the beach continuously, the sound is getting louder and louder, like thunder. As Shen Qinyan said, Gu Chijun came to the island by boat early the next morning. He seemed to be in a hurry, and then walked into the dressing room while chatting with Director Zou.The staff of the film crew all huddled around, trying to get a glimpse of the current demeanor of the movie star back then.This is the first time he hasn't appeared on the big screen in over a decade.

But when there are many people, there are always different opinions.For example, before the filming of Gu Chijun’s film started, I heard several theater directors say in private, “He hasn’t acted for so many years, and now his acting skills are not good enough” and “I don’t think so”, but doubts can’t stop everyone’s enthusiasm. more expectations. Qiao Xining and I huddled in the corner of the shooting scene, waiting with curiosity too—the rivalry scene between the best actors of the two eras is exciting to think about. When the sound of hitting the board sounded, everyone shut up. The crew moved all the props from the studio and built a row of temporary small buildings by the sea.

That scene probably said that Song Yihan followed the man in the black coat and disappeared at the end of the road.The psychiatrist played by Shen Qinyan followed him all the way. He ran through the labyrinth-like streets, and countless house numbers passed before his eyes. The men and women walking on the street all had expressionless faces and gradually disappeared. The whole city melted and disappeared into the In the endless ocean - this part of the scene requires computer special effects to create. But the psychiatrist ignored him and ran towards the house. It was overcast at dusk, and the last rays of sunlight squeezed dryly into the house.

Old houses, dark bookshelves, in the frozen time, the writer behind the desk seemed to be unaware that his door was pushed open, and he didn't even look back, he was still writing quickly, as if he was writing a letter. The psychiatrist's eyes are cruising around the room, the books on the table, the handwriting on the desk, the dusty computer, the old TV in the corner is playing familiar music, the young man on the camera is playing the guitar and singing sweet song.The old and gloomy setting has amazing tension, and an inexplicable atmosphere lingers in the air, followed by the whistling of distant waves—although it is his first time here, everything seems familiar.

"I am coming." Those three simple words made the studio completely quiet, and everyone held their breath.He is so calm, as if the disappearance of this world has nothing to do with him. The psychiatrist quelled his breath and asked, "Where is she?" The seated man ignored it. The psychiatrist asked as he walked, "I ask you, where is she!" The writer slowly put down the pen, turned around, looked at the man at the door through his glasses, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, and then he smiled again. "Ah, I didn't expect you to find this place."

As he spoke, he slowly took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The writer wore a crumpled long-sleeved T-shirt, gray denim trousers, and a pair of tattered plastic slippers. He looked like a homeless person on the street.But he took off his glasses, revealing a pair of bright eyes.With a simple movement, he became another person. The two stood and sat, facing each other in the old house. The writer's anger towards him was quite calm. He curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, "No one has visited me for many years. It's interesting that you can find an isolated island in this world."

"Don't talk nonsense, where is she?" "Don't talk about her first, tell me how you found me." The two confronted each other in a steady tone, and everyone held their breath. ... I think the movie will look better after the special effects are produced, but although the scene is ordinary at this time, there is a subtle feeling between the two of them-I think this is the aura, which lies in the silent place.It doesn't need too much language, just a few movements, a few expressions, and a little tone of speaking, to make people feel immersive. Human speech is such a poor, useless thing that I cannot even very well describe the thrill I had been given by the shocking performances I had seen.Acting is such a thing that makes you excited, sighs, and empathizes with you, and you don't feel that it is an act at all.They are ordinary people around you, with joys, sorrows and joys.

And Gu Chijun lived up to the rumors, there was a reason why he was very prosperous back then.After more than ten years of filming, when he reappeared on the set, he was still radiant, every gesture, every look, every word was full of drama.No wonder Shen Qinyan was apprehensive before, I think I understand him a little bit. After this scene was over, I watched Shen Qinyan walk from behind the camera, and walked into the corner without saying a word. His assistant handed him a bottle of water. He raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and drank most of the bottle in one go. For me, things suddenly became more and more. To meet Gu Chijun’s request, director Zou changed the shooting sequence of many scenes—because Gu Chijun never stayed on the island, he would go home no matter how late, so his Most of those scenes were shot during the day.

Moreover, when Zou Xiaoqing and Gu Chijun are together, there are always many sparks between the two. It is common to change the script. The impromptu revision of the lines is very intensive. It is expected that the half-hour shooting will turn into two hours or even longer. The staff members are not easy to complain on the surface, but they say in private that fortunately, Gu Chijun's role in the scene is small. And I also realized the director's pursuit of perfection. Seeing that it has passed the middle of July, hurricanes are the most likely to occur on the ocean at this time. Two days ago, there was a notice saying that a category 12 hurricane might pass by the island where we are. Me and Qiao Xining was still worried about this, worried that he would not be able to return to Tranquility.However, Director Zou believes that the doomsday scene of the hurricane and several key scenes in the movie complement each other. He believes that no matter how good the special effects are, it is not as good as the real shooting effect, so he asked the actors to shoot against the hurricane. Preparations for retreat.

From five o'clock in the afternoon, the island was overcast and cloudy, and there was no light from the sky.Several leading actors will appear in this scene. We stood on the platform in the distance and watched. The air was foggy, blurring everyone's vision. The gray clouds above the head are rolling, the sea is no longer as quiet as it was a few days ago, the waves are booming, rushing between the sky and the earth, roaring and hitting the beach continuously, the sound is getting louder and louder, like thunder.Everything in the world lost its color.The vegetation has lost its luster, the rickety island, the quarrels and helpless crying of several protagonists have a strange sense of collapse in this dim scene.It's like the end has really come.

Although the environment was harsh, the director of those scenes was very satisfied. At the end of the filming of that scene, the heavy rain poured down, and the staff quickly packed up the important equipment and went back to the hotel. This is the earliest day to finish work, and it is a rare leisure time for the actors and staff of the crew.It was stormy outside, and a dozen card tables were set up in the lobby and in the rooms, and the hotel staff lifted a pool table from the basement.The lights were warm and harmonious, and everyone drank the champagne they brought. But when I received a new job, I struggled with my laptop after dinner, occasionally looking up at the storm outside, and couldn't help speeding up the progress in my hand. Suddenly, it went dark, and all the lights went out, but fortunately, there was still a power supply on the laptop.Holding my notebook in my arms, I groped my way down the stairs by the faint light. Sure enough, the hall downstairs was in chaos, and someone shouted: "The power is out, and someone has been sent to check it." It was the voice of the producer. Then Zou Xiaoqing's voice sounded, "Everyone, don't be impatient, wait for the electricity to come." There is really nothing to worry about. The crew has two electric generators and their own electrician, so there is nothing to worry about.Talking and laughing in the dark gradually increased, and no one wanted to go back to sleep. Everyone turned on their mobile phones, notebooks and other tools to obtain light. I found Qiao Xining in the corner, he was chatting and drinking with Song Yihan. Twenty minutes later, the staff reported the situation to Director Zou: the submarine cable was broken and was being repaired, and it was estimated that it would be impossible to fix it tonight.An hour later, the staff came to report again: the standby generator on the island was quite old, and there were some unidentified problems. The crew and the electrician of the hotel said that they were temporarily unable to fix it, so there was an uproar in the lobby. Fortunately, there were still two generator cars in the crew. Director Zou ordered someone to drive the car over and park it outside the door of the family hotel. The headlights on the car were like artificial moonlight, and the hall finally returned to light, so they played cards. Those who played cards continued to play cards, those who played billiards continued to play ball, and those who drank continued to pour wine into their glasses. I waited in peace, but I didn't expect to finally get the message that "the backup generator is broken and cannot be repaired". Can't fix it? I watched with concern as the battery on my laptop dwindled and felt uneasy - I can't spend the night in the dark! I thought about it, whispered a few words to Qiao Xining, and he took me to the director's assistant, saying, "My assistant is very knowledgeable about generators", and blew loudly. The assistant was already so busy that he looked at me suspiciously, and probably also had doubts about me.If the people he sent couldn't fix me, what could I do?But there was nothing I could do, so I had to let me try.The assistant director called the young girl at the front desk of the hotel and told her to take me to the switch room on the island. But the hotel was in chaos, and the young girl obviously didn’t want to brave the rain to accompany me on this trip, so she gave me a flashlight, showed me the way in a hurry, and said that there was a toolbox in the power distribution room, but the boss called me go back. The South Island itself is not big, and the power distribution room is not far from the hotel, but it is only two or three hundred meters away. Torrential rain and strong winds raged on the island, and lightning struck one after another, as if the sky and the earth were collapsing. The temperature dropped several degrees compared to the room, and I couldn't help shivering. I held an umbrella, a laptop, and a flashlight. I felt that walking was very difficult, and the wind was so strong that it almost blew me away.And every thunderclap made my heart pound. The faint light of the flashlight was not enough to illuminate the surroundings, and the lightning that sounded from time to time illuminated everything in white. I raised my head, and suddenly saw a slender and vague figure in front of me. My glasses were a little blurred by the rain blowing obliquely, and I couldn't tell who it was from a distance.It was such a narrow avenue, and I was afraid that the computer would be poured by the rain. I was hunched over, holding my laptop and holding a flashlight, and walked crookedly with an umbrella. I was very embarrassed.Since there was someone coming, I turned my body slightly to let the coming person pass. Unexpectedly, the man came to me and stopped. "Du Li?" "what?" I raised my head happily, and it was Shen Qinyan standing in front of me like a steady mountain.The rain curtain turned into fog, and the light from the flashlight parted the thick rain curtain, refracting into his distant mountain-like eyebrows, high nose bridge, and dark eyes. I'm already half wet. The moment our eyes met, he asked me, "Where are you going?" I was really cold, and my vision was still blurred. I shivered and said softly: "It can't be without electricity all night. The backup generator on the island is broken. I'll see if it can be repaired. Mr. Shen, why don't you it's here?" "I was watching film in the car and just came back." He said concisely, moving the umbrella over my head, "Let's go together." "Ah, Mr. Shen, don't bother you..." Without saying a word, he bowed slightly and took the flashlight in his hand. I said softly, "Thank you." There was a little turmoil in my heart, and I was very grateful that a tall man accompanied me through this night of lightning, thunder and rain. The power distribution room was dirty and messy, the casing of the spare generator had been removed and thrown in a corner, the toolbox was spread out on the floor, and the crew and the technicians sent by the hotel were missing—I was relieved, but fortunately, everything was still in place. Looking at the dust in the area, you can tell that the generator has not been used for nearly a year.I checked the fuel first and found that there was enough diesel, so I checked the equipment in the unit.It was later discovered that this backup generator was very old, and the tools were very primitive, not the latest model I had come into contact with before.Fixing this seems like a lot of trouble. "Troublesome?" "There is a small problem, but it should be solved. The principle of the generator is very simple." I said, "Let me take a look at the picture." I spread my notebook on the ground and pressed the keyboard with one hand to search for information—I have done assessments for power grid systems, and there are many information about generators.Shen Qinyan squatted down beside me, illuminating a small open space for me and blocking the strong wind outside.He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, take your time, it doesn't matter if you can't fix it." It's so strange, the room is so dark, and the lightning and thunder outside the window, but I'm not afraid at all. I tried to nod my head and let out a loud "hmm". It was half an hour later when the lights came on.After staying in the dark for too long, it feels so beautiful when the lights come on.Especially when I let out a long breath, straightened my waist, and saw a handsome opposite sex by my side, I just felt that the beauty of this world increased exponentially. I explained to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I'm not very familiar with this kind of old-fashioned generator, it took a long time." The room was brightly lit, he turned off the flashlight and nodded to me, saying: "You are the one who worked hard. I didn't do anything." "How could it be? If you weren't here, I'd be scared to death," I stuck out my tongue at him, "Mr. Shen, don't laugh at me, I'm actually... afraid of thunder." He looked at me for a while, and there seemed to be a warm smile in his eyes, "It's just as long as I'm useful." His laugh is really lethal, I stayed for a few seconds, then lowered my head hastily, I only felt the blood rushing up all over my body, and there was only one thought in my mind for a moment: He laughed again, unexpectedly laughed again!the third time!This dilapidated power distribution room with a strong smell of engine oil suddenly shines brightly. Sweat was pouring out of my forehead, and I reached out to wipe the sweat off my brow. He was silent for a moment, then took a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them to me, "Wipe your hands and forehead." I took it with a flushed face, and then lowered my head, noticing that his fingers were long and well-manicured, completely different from my dust-stained black fingers. Shen Qinyan walked outside the house, turned his back to me, waited until I wiped my hands and forehead clean, then turned around and looked at me with warm eyes. "The rain has stopped, let's go back." The weather on the island is very strange. It was stormy just now, but now the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, and the moon hangs high in the sky like a silver plate, quietly casting a layer of silver light on this tropical island.The heavy rain just now washed away all the dust in the air, and the night was as pure as black jade. He walked very slowly, as if feeling this beautiful night. "The island is beautiful, and it's beautiful at night," I said.I haven't seen such a bright night sky and moon for a long, long time. He said: "There is no night like this in the city. The lights of the city will cover the moonlight and starlight, and you can't see anything." "I see," I nodded, "but I don't have much time to look at the sky." He glanced at me sideways, "Work reason?" "Yes, day and night are often reversed," I said, "but Mr. Shen, do you still have time to look at the sky? I think actors seem to have reversed day and night too." He was silent for a moment, then answered me: "That's why I watch it more often." I said "Oh" half-understood.I think he means because he often talks about love under the night sky? Before I could figure it out, the hotel was in front of me. From a faint look, there were quite a few people in the lobby, and the trees and flowers outside the hotel were faintly shadowed, and two figures embracing each other swayed under the moonlight. I didn't look carefully at first, but the figure of one of them was so familiar that it was impossible for me not to recognize him.My jaw almost dropped in the next second, "Ah, it's actually Qiao Xining and Song Yihan!" Shen Qinyan kept walking without looking sideways. After listening to my words, he glanced at the dark side, then looked away, and remained silent. I was a little excited, "Ah, when did they get married! So surprised!" From Shen Qinyan's eyes, I saw the question "Aren't you his assistant?" "You don't know?" "How would I know?" I was immersed in the enlightened emotions, "Yeah, that's right, they have been getting very close during this time, and Sister Min often joked about them, but I thought they were good friends What! So before I knew it, they had already developed to this level? The fake show was really done!" Shen Qinyan said: "This kind of thing is very common in the circle." "Is it normal?" Obviously, he and Song Yihan have more rivalry scenes, and they are more ambiguous!I raised the corners of my mouth and looked at him curiously, "What about you?" He was startled, his steps slowed down, his thin lips opened and closed, "Me?" I suddenly remembered that he had a girlfriend long ago, and regretted my slip of the tongue, "Oh, Mr. Shen, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it to heart." I used to think that he was a very tolerant and generous person in essence, not difficult to get along with, but now I suddenly felt that it was just because I didn't touch his bottom line. "I won't pretend to be real." To my surprise, he answered me immediately, without any hesitation or pause in his voice, let alone the unhappiness I imagined, and his expression was as peaceful as ever. I smiled covertly, "That's right. You've always had a girlfriend, so how could you make a fake show?" After I finished speaking, I even regretted my slip of the tongue. What does his girlfriend have to do with me?What am I so concerned about?It's impossible for a beautiful and powerful woman like An Lu to let him make a fake show. He furrowed his brows without any trace, and then relaxed them quickly, "That's not the case. There are some things you don't know yet." This is true. Of course I don't know about his private affairs, and it's impossible to know.In fact, I don’t know any more than any of his fans—I’m so embarrassingly hot that no one else will see me blushing from embarrassment late at night. "I made a slip of the tongue." The hotel was ahead, and seeing that the conversation was about to fall into a worse situation, I took a deep breath and tried my best to save the embarrassing and helpless situation in front of me, "I'm going upstairs, Mr. Shen, goodbye." He stopped me, "Du Li——" I never knew that being called by such an ordinary name of mine would have an amazing effect. His voice was deep and soft, like the harmony of a cello. My mind was shaken, and I hurriedly turned my head back to meet his calm gaze and slightly curved mouth, "...Thank you for your hard work today, good night." I think I was confused for a moment, nodded my head indiscriminately, and went upstairs before I had time to think about it. Shen Qinyan's impression is often serious.In fact, when most people see him, they always wonder whether he is the same as the character in the movie, whether he is too lonely and cold.Many people say that his rigor is the most attractive expression, but his words and deeds just now made my heart beat violently for no reason. Yes, I have always known that he is a very charming man, his every frown and smile are extremely charming, and can make countless little girls scream, but I am no longer a little girl!And we haven't known each other for a day or two, how can we still have such a girlish heart? I was struggling with myself when suddenly the doorbell rang.Qiao Xining and Song Yihan entered the room one after another, with smiles on their faces, and they looked much better than they were after being tortured by Director Zou a few days ago.Is this the nourishment of love?I thought to myself. "Ali, why are you covering your face under the quilt?" Qiao Xining asked me curiously as soon as he entered the room, "The hero who repaired the generator, let us see the light again." "I think it's troublesome to have no electricity, so I went to fix it." "The clothes are all wet, go and change to avoid catching a cold." Song Yihan laughed at him, "You are really lenient." I sat up, touched the notebook and opened it. Qiao Xining sighed, "Ali, Ali, what would I do without you?" I ignored his long and short sighs, "The diesel for the backup generator can last for two days, but it won't be sure when the day after tomorrow comes." Qiao Xining didn't care, "With you here, there is nothing to worry about, anyway, you can always think of a way." "A good woman can't cook without rice, do you understand? No diesel is equal to zero." I was annoyed.Forget it, talking to Qiao Xining, a scientific idiot, is really exhausting. Fortunately, he didn't intend to stay for a long time, and after joking with Song Yihan, he went back to the next room.He and Song Yihan behaved very calmly, as if they had been friends for many years.For a person as knowledgeable as I am, all I can do is pretend to be okay and laugh, so naturally I won't ask questions. On the contrary, Song Yihan looked at me thoughtfully, as if he had something to say. "What's wrong?" Her expression was a little subtle, "I just saw Shen Qinyan and a young girl coming back from the sea... That girl looks a lot like you, but maybe I'm wrong." I really didn't expect that she also noticed me and questioned me without hesitation.There is no point in denying it, so I can only admit it, "It's me, you read that right." So I explained the incident when I happened to meet Shen Qinyan when I went to repair the generator. "I see." Song Yihan said this briefly, and then sat in front of the mirror and concentrated on taking off the necklace and earrings. "Yes, Mr. Shen is very gentleman." She smiled noncommittally, and there was a lot of meaning in her smile, which forced me to involuntarily ask. "Why, Miss Song, do you disagree with me?" Song Yihan casually removed the headband, her hair drooping down like a waterfall, she turned to look at me, "As far as I know, Shen Qinyan has never been a person to get close to." I don't think I quite understand what she means, and I'm a little confused.Song Yihan and Shen Qinyan have played many scenes against each other, and I can see that Shen Qinyan also took good care of her, at least when she NGed several times, she never showed any signs of impatience. "Yes, as you can see, as a collaborator, I can't find a better actor than him." Seeing my confusion, Song Yihan said, "...When I was filming, I felt that I would walk into him in the next second. He even fell in love with him in his heart, but once the director called to stop, he turned back to the usual person, covered with a transparent shell, which could no longer be seen through. For example, he never talked to others His private affairs, even his hobbies, are kept secret. So, I said that he is not a person who is easy to get close to. There is such a person in the world, seriousness is actually pride, politeness is actually rejection, and gentleness is actually alienation.” Song Yihan propped his chin. , "I think Shen Qinyan is such a person." Even though her education and knowledge are far inferior to mine, actors are always more sensitive than me in seeing and understanding people.I think these words should be her secret reminder to me. I lowered my head and looked at my hands resting on the keyboard, unable to think of what to say. Finally, I said "hmm" and nodded slightly.