under the rose

Chapter 54 Mommy

The staff was taken aback by Wen Shichuan who suddenly came in through the window, and said politely: "Director Wen, you are next."

"It's okay," Wen Shichuan moved a chair over, put it next to Fu Xingyun, and said, "A two-person interview is also fine."

The director of the program group thought for a while and nodded, and the one-person interview turned into a two-person interview.The interviews in the program are all unscripted, and the interviewers and guests are allowed to play.With Wen Shichuan sitting next to him, Fu Xingyun felt more at ease, and he no longer felt uneasy when facing the interview camera.

The director first asked a few simple questions, talking about the scenery and the feeling of traveling. Fu Xingyun talked a lot, and Wen Shichuan just added a few words from time to time. When Fu Xingyun was talking, he turned his head to seriously Listen, the whole atmosphere is very relaxed, and the line of defense in Fu Xingyun's heart is gradually disappearing.

"How do you feel when you come to the orphanage?" the director asked suddenly.

Fu Xingyun was silent for a while, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He looked out the window, and after looking for a while, he turned his head to look at the camera, and said, "It's actually not that good."

The director didn't ask further, but changed the topic: "How did you find out that the kid didn't like the camera?"

"Intuition," Fu Xingyun smiled shortly, "I didn't like cameras when I was young."

The director keenly captured Fu Xingyun's sensitive emotions at the moment. For a while, he didn't continue to ask questions, and Fu Xingyun didn't continue to speak, leaving a blank space, only the sound of the wind and the faint sound of children playing.The director was patient enough, didn't ask any more questions, and waited quietly. After a while, Fu Xingyun continued.

"When being captured by the camera, I always feel a little out of control." Fu Xingyun described it difficultly, "And you can never predict what you will be like after being photographed, and you have a strong sense of uncertainty."

"You are an actor now, are you still afraid of the camera?"

Fu Xingyun found out that the director used the word "fear", and he felt that it was not easy to answer. The actor is afraid of the camera, isn't it outrageous to say it?

He fell silent, but Wen Shichuan, who hadn't opened his mouth just now, took up the conversation.

“There’s something predatory about the act of filming, and filming someone is aggression. Sontag said that filming someone is a kind of sublime murder, a soft murder, just right for a sad, frightened generation.”

The director asked: "Director Wen, do you agree with this statement?"

Wen Shichuan leaned back in his chair and shrugged: "Partly."

"Then as a director, where do you think the shooting speed is?"

Wen Shichuan thought for a while and said: "It's hard to grasp the degree. It must be calm and objective, but also have humanistic care. It must make actors safe enough and offend appropriately. It's hard to say. I'm still figuring it out."

The director threw the question to Fu Xingyun, and asked with a smile, "Does Teacher Fu agree? The two of you just finished working together before. Did you feel it during the cooperation?"

The experience of filming in a small southwest town suddenly appeared in Fu Xingyun's mind. Speaking of which, the entire crew was a large group of people, but what he immediately remembered were the moments when the two of them got along.He lowered his head to cover up and coughed a few times, cleared those inappropriate thoughts in his mind, and replied seriously: "Maybe it's because we have known each other for a long time and are familiar with each other. Facing his camera, I feel Very reassuring. And he is very thoughtful, the perspective of the camera is very unique, and the final effect is very surprising."

"Among the directors you've worked with, do you think director Wen ranks first?"

"Number one," Fu Xingyun said cleverly, "According to friendship."

"You rank first among the actors I've filmed, even if you don't rank according to friendship." Wen Shichuan said.

Fu Xingyun shyly avoided Wen Shichuan's gaze, and thanked him in a low voice.He suddenly realized that this was the first time that the two of them praised each other so generously and frankly in front of others. They were not talking about emotions and personal matters, nor were they talking about appearance and thoughtfulness, but affirming in a serious and generous manner. each other's professional level.

This feeling made Fu Xingyun very novel and happy.Apart from those complicated emotions, love and passion aside, they are still directors and actors, choosing and evaluating each other.

The director asked Fu Xingyun: "I heard that you may cooperate with Director Xu in the future. What impression do you have of Director Xu's camera language?"

This question can be described as "which pot is not open and which pot to lift".

The atmosphere that had just warmed up suddenly turned cold. Fu Xingyun watched Wen Shichuan from the corner of his eye. He saw Wen Shichuan's gaze moved away from the camera and turned to the window.

Fu Xingyun said: "The cooperation has not been finalized yet, everything is uncertain."

Fu Xingyun didn't know what he answered to the director's remaining questions. Most of them were scene-related. After all, Xu Wei's status in the film industry is so high. As a young actor, he is not easy to criticize. I can only boast.

By the time the interview was over, it was dark and the kids were going to bed.

Under the leadership of the orphanage staff, they went to the children's room and said good night to them according to gender.It can be seen that most of the children are living well in this orphanage. They are not tense or vigilant, and they generously and calmly take the initiative to hug them and say "good night".

But there are a small number of exceptions. The building block child that Fu Xingyun noticed during the day, his name is "lia", is sitting on the bedside, hugging a doll, muttering to himself, and he doesn't know what he is talking about When Fu Xingyun walked to his bedside, he didn't lift his head, and Fu Xingyun couldn't hear what he was saying.

Fu Xingyun said "good night" to him, but he didn't know whether he listened or not.

I don't know if it's because the space is really limited or the program team deliberately created an atmosphere of hard work. The place they slept in was just a simple small room. After discussing it, they decided to give up the room with two single beds to Bai Lu and Yu Xiangwan , and then the room where the three men lived was slightly smaller, with two bunk beds.

They decided to vacate a top berth to put their things in. Tan Ziming chose the remaining top berth for the reason: "I'm younger, I'm easy to climb, don't look back and you fall down."

For the sake of the camera, Fu Xingyun didn't roll his eyes.

With the staff's previous tactful reminder, they were obedient that night and did not touch the camera again. The whole room was quiet and dark, only the red light of the camera was blinking.Until he fell asleep, Fu Xingyun had no chance to avoid the camera and microphone to talk to Wen Shichuan.

They spent a total of three days as volunteers in the orphanage, and they were chosen by lottery to work in pairs to experience the daily work of the orphanage.After each day's work is over, the program team will settle their "wages" according to their work completion.Not much, and I don't know what this "wage" is for, it probably means it.

On the first day, Fu Xingyun was selected to be a partner with Yu Xiangwan. Starting from waking up the children early in the morning, the day's work was a mess. The two of them were very busy. Due to the regulations, other people could not help them too much. Too busy, can only help from time to time.

Tan Ziming is the most popular among the children. He brought his own guitar. When he played and sang in broken English, the children surrounded him. A little girl gave him candies from her collection. .He can also use coins to do magic tricks, coaxing children into a daze.Bailu used her cosmetics to capture the little girls. The children were too young to use cosmetics on their faces, so they put makeup on Bailu. I can't lose my temper with the child, so I can only threaten the program group weakly: "Do you know if you will code me later, or I will send you a lawyer's letter. Really, don't believe me, remember to code!"

And Wen Shichuan is the best English among them, he didn't do much, just read with a picture book.His voice is deep and mellow, and he reads without rush or slowness. The children love to listen to it, and some children ask him to agree to read by the bedside before going to bed.

Fu Xingyun and Yu Xiangwan were so busy, it didn't seem like they were doing the same show compared to them.

It is easy to make mistakes when you are busy. In the afternoon, a little boy wetted the bed. Fu Xingyun ran to help. Yu Xiangwan was the only one left in the kitchen busy preparing dinner. Originally, she was responsible for cooking the soup made at noon before dinner It was hot, but she was busy and forgot, and when she remembered it, there was not enough time for hot soup.Finally, the soup for dinner was only lukewarm.

It wasn’t a big deal, the weather wasn’t too cold, and the lukewarm soup didn’t bother me, but there was a naughty little girl at the dinner table who refused to drink the soup because it wasn’t hot, and overturned the soup while crying.

Several adults hurriedly wiped it, and Yu Xiangwan's eyes were red, biting his lip and silently helping, after the evening's work, he disappeared, and he didn't know where to hide.Several people went to look for her, searched and searched, and found her hiding under the slide in the activity room, not crying, but depressed.

Bailu wanted to pull her out: "What a big deal, it's just a kid throwing a temper tantrum. Come on, come out."

Yu Xiangwan refused to let her pull, and said in a hoarse voice: "She's not losing her temper, she told me this morning that her mother died when the tulips were blooming in spring."

As he spoke, Yu Xiangwan choked up again: "Just now I went to apologize to her, showed her my mother's photo, and told her that my mother had also passed away, so she said sorry to me and said she shouldn't lose her temper She is so sad, I still forgot the hot soup, she doesn't have a mother anymore, and she doesn't have hot soup yet."

Fu Xingyun knew that Yu Xiangwan's mother died of illness when she was filming "Life in the Sea".

Seeing that she was going to flood Jinshan again, Bai Lu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I haven't seen my mother yet."

Fu Xingyun hurriedly said, "My mother also passed away."

Wen Shichuan, who had been silent all this time, also said, "My mother also passed away."

Tan Ziming stammered a little at a loss: "I, my mother is still, well, but we haven't seen each other for a long time, I miss her a lot"

Bai Lu deliberately said: "Okay, children with mothers, please leave our team."

Crying, Yu Xiangwan stretched out his hand to pat the egret's head: "What are you doing, crazy!"

The tumultuous first day was finally over.

It was already late at night, and the sky in the suburbs was full of stars. Fu Xingyun walked out of the house and saw Wen Shichuan sitting alone on a picnic table in the sand. There was no light outside. Fu Xingyun only saw the outline of his body. Like a shrinking mountain.Fu Xingyun walked over on the soft sand and sat beside him.

They were still wearing microphones that hadn't been taken off, and the photographer following them was still capturing their shots not far behind.

Fu Xingyun thought for a while and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Shichuan put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said, "Look at the stars."

Fu Xingyun looked at his outline illuminated by the starlight, wanted to ask him what he was thinking, but swallowed the words, he probably knew what Wen Shichuan was thinking, either thinking about the two of them, or miss mom.He put his hand between the thighs of the two of them, and his little finger lightly pressed against Wen Shichuan's little finger.

No one speaks.

Fu Xingyun was a little nervous, he put his little finger there, and after waiting for a while, Wen Shichuan's little finger moved and rested on his little finger.

I like this chapter, I hope all mothers in the world are healthy