Chapter 614

Huang Feng didn't know about Lu Yan He wanting to sign a contract with him.

When he knew that Lu Yan He was about to wrap up and leave the *Tropical Rainy Season* crew, he, who had always been jumping around on set and wouldn't stop for a moment, suddenly became quiet, looking at Lu Yan He from time to time, wanting to speak but stopping.

Lu Yan He noticed his strangeness and originally thought about what was wrong with Huang Feng. However, when he wanted to walk over to ask him, Huang Feng ran away again, as if hiding from him.

Lu Yan He was puzzled and asked Wang Biao, "Did I offend him somewhere again?"

Dealing with children is like this; you never know where you offended him again.

Wang Biao: "No, right?"

He was also confused.

It was Qin Shulan who solved the puzzle and told Lu Yan He: "He is probably because you are about to leave the crew, so he is having some emotions."

Lu Yan He looked at Qin Shulan in confusion.

"Huh?"

He didn't understand.

Having what emotions?

Reluctant to part with him? Reluctant to part with him, shouldn't he be clinging to him to say more now? Why is he hiding from him?

At lunchtime, Lu Yan He held his meal tray and walked straight to Huang Feng and sat down.

Huang Feng's face was full of the four words "What do you want to do," looking at Lu Yan He in confusion.

Lu Yan He asked: "Reluctant to part with me?"

Huang Feng immediately showed an expression of disgust.

"How is that possible."

Lu Yan He: "I think it's impossible too. However, you were suddenly hiding from me today. I thought we had become friends. Did I offend you somewhere again?"

Huang Feng puffed his mouth and said: "How many days have we known each other? How did we become friends?"

Lu Yan He: "We both act together and act as older brother and younger brother in the play. Can't we be friends?"

Huang Feng looked arrogant and said: "I have very high requirements for friends."

Lu Yan He nodded: "I felt it. However, I am about to return to China. Are you sure I haven't become your friend yet? If you think I am not your friend yet, can we not contact each other in the future?"

A moment of entanglement appeared on Huang Feng's face.

Lu Yan He captured this moment of entanglement on his face, so he laughed.

"Alright, even if you don't treat me as a friend, I have already treated you as a friend," Lu Yan He patted Huang Feng's shoulder, "Your mother has my contact information. If you miss me or have anything you want to find me for, you can contact me at any time."

Huang Feng puffed his mouth.

Huang Fenglian cast a grateful smile at Lu Yan He.

In the afternoon, Chen Ziyan came.

She didn't have any fatigue from the journey, walking in with high spirits, wearing a professional suit, capable, thin, and walking steadily but fast, like walking in an office building.

This is an image that is almost invisible on the film crew set, so it attracts attention.

After everyone knew she was Lu Yan He's agent, they suddenly realized, so that's it.

It's not strange that Lu Yan He's agent appeared with such an image.

However, many people on the crew didn't know what Chen Ziyan came for.

They only thought that Chen Ziyan came to pick Lu Yan He back.

At this moment, many people actually felt a trace of reluctance. For many of them, Lu Yan He is a big star from the world of fame and fortune that they usually want to enter but cannot. He truly came to this crew as an actor, bringing a kind of dream-like impact.

His professional spirit and superb acting skills are just embellishments of his star status. His arrival made their crew seem to have become an international, amazing crew, bringing not only his performance but a kind of star halo. Now that he is about to leave this crew, this crew will return to being that ordinary crew.

When Lu Yan He was about to film the last scene, this emotion of everyone became even stronger.

Chen Ziyan and Yuan Hai stood behind Huang Tianlin, watching the monitor together.

This scene is Lu Yan He packing things alone and then leaving this home.

It is a heavy scene for Lu Yan He and also his solo scene.

Chen Ziyan was not worried about Lu Yan He's acting skills at all and believed that he would definitely complete it very well.

However, she didn't expect that when Lu Yan He started to prepare, the set slowly became quiet, and no one spoke.

Even the work in everyone's hands basically stopped.

As if everyone wanted to create a quiet environment for Lu Yan He that wouldn't be disturbed.

Lu Yan He sat on a chair alone, settling his emotions for himself.

Compared to his preparation, Chen Ziyan was now more concerned about the reactions of the people around.

She asked Wang Biao curiously in a low voice: "When Yan He acts, is everyone like this?"

Wang Biao shook his head: "It wasn't like this before."

Wang Biao said again: "Everyone is very reluctant to part with Little Brother Lu."

Chen Ziyan nodded.

In this scene, Huang Tianlin handed the initiative to Lu Yan He.

Whenever Lu Yan He was ready and wanted to start, he would start at any time.

Before this, he didn't intend to urge Lu Yan He.

It was the last scene, and Huang Tianlin had to admit that Lu Yan He never lowered his requirements for himself, and even, it was far higher than his requirements for Lu Yan He as a director.

Huang Tianlin wanted to hand the initiative of the last scene to Lu Yan He.

Because this scene is also the first decision Lu Yan He made actively in the film: walking out of this home.

As a result, they shot until evening, and this scene didn't pass.

Chen Ziyan was stunned.

She watched from the side the whole time and felt that Lu Yan He had actually acted well enough. Why did Huang Tianlin keep not nodding?

Clearly, after shooting today, Lu Yan He could wrap up, and then he could change tomorrow's flight back to the country.

But looking at it this way, they have to continue shooting tomorrow.

What Chen Ziyan didn't expect was that others had expressions that felt it was a matter of course and very normal.

Even Lu Yan He didn't have any opinions.

This scene couldn't be shot at night.

The daylight was no longer enough for them to continue shooting.

Lu Yan He was able to return to the hotel to rest first at night.

Chen Ziyan accompanied Lu Yan He to the car. From the set to the small distance of the nanny car, she couldn't help but ask: "Yan He, is Huang Tianlin deliberately dragging your time? To be honest, I feel you have acted well enough. I don't understand why he is not satisfied."

"He is just like this," Lu Yan He said, "Sister Ziyan, you go see the footage he shot before and you will know. He has very high requirements for the lens and the picture. Sometimes, it's the change of light and shadow that is wrong. Sometimes, it's my performance that hasn't reached the state he thinks is the best. Sometimes, it may also be some other reason. Anyway, if you ask him why he is not satisfied every take, he really has reasons to tell you. He is very picky, but the shots he is satisfied with are indeed better."

Chen Ziyan showed a suspicious look.

She felt that what Lu Yan He said was a bit too mysterious.

Lu Yan He didn't explain much either.

Things like film cannot be explained clearly by language.

Directors are too different. Many outstanding, world-class directors, if you talk about their work habits, you will often hear crew members evaluate them as "lonely," "tyrant," "pervert," and other vocabulary. But look at the final work. Under those bad accusations, their works are just different from other films. Their films write their names and have distinct personal styles.

Many times, a director who can be understood on set often means that his work is too simple, or even shallow. And a director who wants to truly shoot the perfect work in his heart, on set, no matter what style, is definitely not the kind of director who is easy to cooperate with. He must be the kind of director who will toss people, find trouble for people, and even frequently anger collaborators.

No way, pursuing perfection means demanding extremely high, extremely much, and even not being understood by others.

If an art film director cannot reach such a height, why should Lu Yan He cooperate?

And only act as a supporting role?

Therefore, Lu Yan He later, no matter how many takes he shot, really had no complaints.

He even because he believed in Huang Tianlin's judgment, could let go and act, and try every performance he thought of.

Because he knew Huang Tianlin would definitely find the best one from those materials.

Actually, was there no shot that could be used this afternoon?

Lu Yan He believed that if he wanted to find it, he would definitely find it. As long as he lowered the requirements of perfectionism and found a 90-point shot, it was absolutely there.

But he couldn't.

Since it can be better, he cannot settle.

Huang Tianlin showed such an attitude on the set of this film.

The next day, Lu Yan He slept in.

The scenes he didn't finish shooting yesterday had to be shot in the afternoon today.

He had to wait until after three o'clock in the afternoon for the daylight, that kind of color that has a bit of twilight, but is not the kind of gloomy twilight color adjusted by computers in many films.

Lu Yan He ate breakfast easily, read a book, and let himself calm down.

At noon, Chen Ziyan didn't come back either. She came this time, and several people who wanted to sign contracts needed to talk.

Lu Yan He ate lunch and began to clear his distracting thoughts to find his state.

He started to hypnotize himself again.

Alright, it's time to temporarily put down the identity of Lu Yan He.

When he walked out of the house and into a sun-drenched sunlight, he suddenly felt a sudden sorrow.

It is both the little parting emotion he faces as an actor about to leave the crew, which is true, and also as the older brother in the play, after experiencing a family storm like a typhoon, finally choosing to carry his bag and leave home, which is false.

Between reality and illusion, every scene he acted in these past few days flashed back in his mind like a revolving lantern, as if after experiencing it once, he experienced it again.

Emotions superimposed, settled, and fermented.

Lu Yan He did his makeup and came to the set.

From beginning to end, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at anyone, immersed in this state that seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Everyone on the set quietly made way, not disturbing him.

Huang Tianlin saw him come to the set in such a state, didn't say a word, let everyone on the scene prepare, and start shooting at any time.

He walked to Lu Yan He and asked: "Can we shoot now?"

Lu Yan He said "Mm."

Huang Tianlin nodded, turned to look at the others, and nodded.

Lu Yan He came directly to his point and waited for Huang Tianlin's instructions.

He didn't care about the light around him, nor did he think about how the camera was shooting.

After yesterday afternoon's shooting, these technical things had already been thrown behind his head by him.

He waited for Huang Tianlin to shout "Action," stood in front of the bed, carried the big bag on the bed, was silent for two seconds, turned around, and walked toward the door.

Walking to the door, he stopped and looked at the younger brother's bed.

In Huang Tianlin's lens, this look, in the afternoon sun that had already become gentle, seemed to be plated with a layer of cold silence like afterglow, and there was warmth in the cold silence.

Chen Ziyan stood behind the monitor, looking at Lu Yan He on the screen at this moment, only feeling that Lu Yan He in this state and this appearance was so strange that he seemed to be another person.

Lu Yan He was right.

In Huang Tianlin's lens, he presented a look that he had never appeared in front of the camera before.

At this moment, the sunlight made the most subtle emotions on his face appear clearly, and it didn't appear a little bit of exposure, making the picture unbalanced.

A beautiful teenager who is not in *Love Letter*, nor a crazy fortune teller in *Three Mountains*, nor a handsome guy in *Friends*... a look that Lu Yan He might have become if he didn't become a star and followed his original life trajectory.

Dark, silent, hard, stubborn, but with a bit of softness hidden in his eyes.

You want to hug him.

But you know, he won't let you hug him.

Chen Ziyan never thought that such a play, such a role, would make one see his past twenty-plus years from a shot of Lu Yan He, and it was not just those past twenty-plus years.

If a teenager also has a look for ten thousand years, that's probably the depth that is not so deep.