Chapter 319: The Scene that Needs to Be Cleared, but It Is Sad

The next scene was Aaliya lying on the bed and not wanting to move, and Zhang Yi wanted to do stretching exercises for her.

Aaliya beat and scolded Zhang Yi again, and Zhang Yi broke out for the first time and slapped his mother.

"Get up, you have to do some stretching, or you'll feel pain again at night."

Aaliya struggled to break free from her son's hands and shouted her lines.

"You melon, you just want to kill me to feel at ease, right? I'm in pain now, do you know, please let me lie down."

Zhang Yi wanted to hug Aaliya again.

"In the middle of the night, if you wake up in pain and yell, the neighbors will complain again, so get up."

"Then you send me to a nursing home."

"I won't send you to a nursing home."

"You call Shijun to come back, you melons!"

"Would you like to wake up?"

"I can't afford it, I can't get up."

"Get up, okay."

The conversation between the two became faster and faster, and their voices became louder and louder.

Until then, Aaliya stretched out her hand and started to slap Zhang Yi again, and kept slapping Zhang Yi's face.

Zhang Yi grabbed Aaliya's wrist and pressed it hard under her neck.

"Ahhhhhhhh"

Alia let out a terrifying scream.

"Stop making noise."

Zhang Yi slapped Aaliya on the face, causing her head to tilt.

Zhang Yi shouted emotionally:

“Can you please stop doing this?

Sejun will not come back, he will not come back in America!

Your husband will never come back either!

I am the only one who is so evil that I quit my job and make you shit and piss every day. Do you understand? "

After venting his anger, Zhang Yi stood there feeling relieved, guilty, and at a loss.

And Aaliya turned over, turned her back to Zhang Yi, and started crying.

Just like that, the son stood there, while the mother turned away and cried.

After a while, Zhang Yi took a breath and said softly:

"I'm going to help you go to the bathroom. Get up, okay?"

Aaliya didn't make any fuss this time. With the strength of Zhang Yi's arms, she sat up, hugged one of her son's arms and cried softly.

"I'm so miserable..."

"It's okay, let's go to the toilet..."

Zhang Yi's arms were strong, and Aaliya hugged Zhang Yi's neck and hugged him like this.

"Pass."

After two takes, the sequence passed.

According to the overall arrangement, today's shooting task is over.

But Aaliya suggested: "Director, Zhang Yi and I discussed it and film the scene in the bathroom as well."

Yang Lingyue looked at Zhang Yi, who nodded and said, "It's rare to be in such a mood right now."

The actor made such a request, how could Yang Lingyue, as the producer and director, refuse.

So we quickly transitioned to the bathroom.

"Clear the place"

Yang Lingyue shouted.

Alia shook her head.

"Thank you, director. It's not necessary. I'm wearing two pairs of underwear."

It seems that she is still silent in the plot. Sister Ai, who loves to laugh, did not laugh.

But it was not possible to clear the place. The bathroom was too small and only two photographers could go in, while Yang Lingyue looked at the monitor.

After everyone was in place, Aaliya stood holding on to the wall, while Zhang Yi squatted in front of Aaliya. Next to him was a basin of warm water with a towel soaked in it.

Two-camera shooting, one is a close-up of Aaliyah from her shoulders up;

One is a close-up of Zhang Yi’s shoulders upwards and Aaliyah’s thighs downwards.

After starting, Zhang Yi threw a towel and the water flowed.

After wringing it out, he wiped Aaliya's legs very skillfully and with a calm expression. It looked like he had done this frequently.

Perhaps because it was a little cold, Aaliya shivered.

Although it's the middle of winter, this is a house in the north, so it won't be cold.

Yang Lingyue shouted: "Let's try again. If it's cold, add more hot water."

This situation should be something both parties are used to and should not be shaken.

"It's okay, it was a bit extreme at once."

So it was retaken.

Aaliyah's eyes gradually became moist, she glanced at her son, and said a little unnaturally: "Thank you for the hard work, I'm sorry."

Zhang Yi wiped it again and again, gradually pursed his lips, then lowered his head, sniffed, paused for a while, and continued wiping.

"Pass."

With Yang Lingyue's word "pass", today's shooting came to an end, and it was already past 9 p.m.

After cleaning up and leaving two people on duty, there are still two days of scenes here, but according to today's progress, it will be completed in one day, one step closer to Yang Lingyue's goal of a ten-day shooting cycle.

On the bus back to the hotel, Zhang Yi and Aaliya said thank you.

Everyone can see that the two of them work together very well. A national first-class actor in this era is willing to lead you, and it will be as smooth as a matter of course. Of course, Zhang Yi's careful consideration and his own basic skills are quite solid.

Except for Wu Lei, all the other actors are following the group. This is Yang Lingyue's request, and everyone has no objections. After all, there are only a few days in total. The most important thing is to integrate into the team.

Jiang Rong reported some of today's events in a low voice.

"Incoming work-related calls were transferred to Secretary Yu as per your instructions. Also, Miss Fan called me once at 8 o'clock."

"oh."

Yang Lingyue responded.

After returning to the hotel, Yang Lingyue went to the editing room to check the preliminary editing of the shots shot in the morning.

Zhang Yi's behavior in the ward was cross-edited with clips of Liu Peiqi's conversation with the doctor.

"This, this, it's 1 second faster, you write it down, and you can re-edit it later. The most important thing now is to check for omissions and make up for the shortcomings."

"Understood, provide suggestions to the crew for reshooting or reshooting in time."

"Speed ​​is the first priority, I understand."

The two editors who work part-time to restore old films are very insightful.

After handing over today's shooting materials, Yang Lingyue left, while Chen Lin and Wang Zizhao argued with the editor.

Back in the room, without washing up, he took out his mobile phone and called Fan Bingbing.

"Hello."

"You're done now? Is everything going well? Are you tired?"

Fan Bingbing asked a series of questions.

"All right, don't ask such a series of questions, your brain will easily crash."

Fan Bingbing laughed first, then connected seamlessly, extremely charming.

"Haha, then relax yourself. Master, guess what color I'm wearing now?"

"Flesh-colored."

"Guess~"

Yang Lingyue repeated: "I said flesh-colored."

Fan Bingbing was startled, then put one hand into the nightgown, pulled it down and said: "Okay, I guessed it right, what reward do you want?"

Yang Lingyue listened to the rustling sound on the phone and smiled knowingly. You are worthy of it, a big fox.

"Are you rewarding me or yourself?"

Fan Bingbing laughed, then said: "I will finish shooting tomorrow afternoon, and the notices for the next few days have been postponed."

Yang Lingyue was puzzled: "Why, it's almost the New Year, it's a good time to make money."

Fan Bingbing smiled and said: "Oh, I have a man to support me now, why do I work so hard myself."

"That makes sense, I couldn't refute it for a while, but you are Master Fan."

Fan Bingbing laughed again: "Haha, wait for me, Master Fan will favor you."