Chapter 355: Chapter 292: The Main Event Chapter 355: Chapter 292: The Main Event “Woke up yet?” Lin Qingyue asked with a smile.
“No,” Wu Mu spoke the truth while sighing, “Luckily I don’t get grumpy, or I wouldn’t be able to be an actor.”
“Haha.”
Although he had gotten up early, there still might not be enough ti for shooting today.
Because it was uncertain when the snow would stop, and since there were many snowy scenes in the film that needed to be shot, the overall schedule was very tight.
Today’s scenes were mainly to shoot him taking a train to et Xiao Li, and eventually kissing under the cherry tree.
There were also many scenes, and one day just wasn’t enough, so they decided to shoot the outdoor scenes with snow first, and save the train scenes, which depicted his ntal state, for later.
“We’ll shoot the part where you’re in the car in the morning, and then move to the station in the afternoon to shoot the scenes after you arrive near Xiao Li’s ho.”
There was no issue with the morning scenes.
Basically, these were shots of his back and the snowy landscape, which, according to Lin Qingyue, were used to depict his emotions.
Although Wu Mu didn’t feel he was particularly emotional, the shoots weren’t challenging and went quickly.
But the afternoon…
Just thinking about what the scenes in the afternoon would entail made him feel a bit odd.
…
When Wu Mu learned he had to transfer to a far-off city, he resolved to et Xiao Li just once to confess his feelings.
They fixed a date to et, and on that day, Xiao Li would be waiting for him at the station when his train arrived.
Then, on the day Wu Mu was to depart, it began to drizzle.
Wu Mu boarded the train to Xiao Li’s area, a rather remote region, which he would reach after several transfers.
With no phone, little money, and just a high school student, he carried a letter expressing his feelings and imnse courage as he headed towards the unknown.
He looked forward to eting Xiao Li, hoping to convey his emotions.
But the rain slowly turned to snow.
The train was delayed due to the weather, disrupting his transfer plan, and his estimated arrival ti was pushed back ti and again.
He was already way past the arrival ti he had arranged with Xiao Li.
But the snow outside grew heavier, thickly covering the tracks, halting the train, which needed the snow removed to proceed.
He and the train he was on were left stranded in the open wilderness.
When the train finally restarted and brought him to his destination, it was past midnight.
He was desperate and in pain.
But in his agony, upon disembarking, he spotted a small figure waiting at the station.
“Good, cut!”
Things progressed faster than expected.
Today was supposed to be a long night shoot, bustling until three or four in the morning.
But by just past eleven-thirty at night, they had almost finished the earlier scenes.
Only the climactic scene was left.
The crew, physically exhausted from the day’s work but ntally exhilarated, awaited what was to co.
Nobody spoke, but looking at how their eyes occasionally shone when they glanced at Wu Mu and Lin Qingyue, it was clear they were anticipating sothing.
Everyone was excited, but Lin Qingyue, who had previously been rushing, now seed in no hurry, “Let’s all take a break, have so water, eat sothing.”
Actress Liu Miao was also present.
Although she hadn’t acted this month, she had been following the crew all month to acclimatize.
Lou Ziwen noticed her sowhat uneasy presence, clearly distracted, and sighed, shaking his head, “Director Lin is really precise in his casting.”
“Huh?” Liu Miao looked at him, not quite catching his words.
“Never mind, I said you have Talent, your imrsion in the role is precise.”
Wu Mu also ntioned this, casting a suspicious look at Lin Qingyue, “Director Lin, you didn’t arrange this for the film’s effect, did you?”
This thod of letting actors imrse themselves to produce more realistic performances wasn’t uncommon in the industry.
So directors would isolate the actor to render a sense of being alone, or repeatedly film a hysterical scene to get the right shot.
These practices were often discussed within the circles, sotis even praised as tales of directors with great vision.
But Wu Mu personally despised these tactics.
Because firstly, they hinted at an attitude of not treating others as equals.
Lin Qingyue gave him a rare glare, “I’m not that obsessed, I care more about reality than the film.”
After resting for a while and checking the ti, which had approached midnight, Lin Qingyue stood up, “Alright, everyone get ready, let’s shoot the last scene of the day, and then head back to rest.”
Today’s final scene was naturally the kiss scene between Wu Mu and Lin Qingyue.
Underneath that large cherry tree they had scouted long ago.
The crew was setting up the scene.
Unlike the previous lush and flourishing sight, the cherry tree now stood bare, its branches stark against the dim nocturnal light, devoid of any beauty.
“Cara ready.”
“Lighting in place.”
“Actors on set.”
Assistant director Feng Shang issued precise commands in place of Lin Qingyue.
Wu Mu and Lin Qingyue stood under the cherry tree, their eyes locked onto each other.
Wu Mu felt oddly again, especially knowing what they were about to do.
It didn’t feel like shyness.
Just an odd feeling.
Soon, the crew was prepared.
“Everyone to your positions!”
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