Except for the two days when they first arrived in Wuhan, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng basically worked on the script in the hotel during the preparation time one week before the start of the film.

There are many conflicts in this movie, there are many characters involved, and many of them are memory killings with a relatively large span. In addition, Gao Kun played by Zhou Ziheng has a process from the early stage of the illness to the gradual severity. All these mean that the actor Just the image has to show a very big change.

"I think you should wear earrings." After reading the script for more than 20 minutes without saying a word, Xia Xiqing suddenly raised his head and said to Zhou Ziheng, "You should also dye your hair."

Zhou Ziheng scratched at the hair he was growing out for styling. His hair had never exceeded four centimeters before, but now he looked like a real little fresh meat. "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Xia Xiqing picked up his phone and sent a message in the creative group.

[Xia Xiqing]: Director Kun, I suggest that Gao Kun dye his hair and wear earrings or something, which is more like a gangster.

There were only four people in the group, two leading roles, one director and one screenwriter, and Kuncheng quickly replied.

[Kuncheng]: This is a good idea. Gao Kun was originally a migrant worker who almost went astray. He has been in the society for two or three years. I think it is okay to dye his hair.

[Xu Qichen]: Well, Gao Kun's image is actually relatively open, Ye Luzi, if he wants to contrast with Jiang Tong, this image design is fine.

[Kuncheng]: Xi Qing deserves to be an art student, why don't you and the script create a concept map of the images of several leading actors, hahaha.

[Kuncheng]: Just kidding.

Xia Xiqing thought about it, and it wasn't a difficult task, but he could only produce two leading actors at most by himself. He didn't take the job directly. After thinking about it, he didn't expect Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting next to him, to pick up his phone and reply. one.

[Zhou Ziheng]: He just memorizes his lines is enough. By the way, what color should I dye more reliable?

Seeing Zhou Ziheng's reply, Xia Xiqing felt a burning sensation in his heart. He just pushed the job for himself so calmly, and the topic changed immediately.

[Kuncheng]: It’s yellow, it’s the kind of special and tacky hahaha.

[Xu Qichen]: Hmm...I think so too.

Xia Xiqing imagined Zhou Ziheng with a killer yellow hair, and thought it was too funny, with a weird feeling that it didn't match his image. He glanced at Zhou Ziheng who was sitting cross-legged beside him sending a message with his head down, stretched out his hand to face him, looked left and right, and took the tablet and electronic pen beside him.

"Are you going to draw me?"

"Hush..."

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head again with a wink, and on the dialog box was written what he hadn't sent just now—are you all serious? ? Well, if you really think yellow hair is okay, I will dye it and dedicate myself to art.

Glancing at Xia Xiqing who was drawing on the tablet with his head down, Zhou Ziheng deleted the words just now and edited a new one.

[Zhou Ziheng]: Hair color is a big deal, and it needs to be discussed in the long run. Give me three minutes to think about it.

[Kuncheng]: You just don't want to dye it.

[Xu Qichen]: Laughing·jpg

After a while, Xia Xiqing raised his head, tilted his head to look carefully at the tablet in his hand, changed it again, and finally sent the screenshot to the group.

[Xia Xiqing]: Do you think such an image does not fit Gao Kun?

Zhou Ziheng didn't click on the picture. He moved to Xia Xiqing, put his chin on Xia Xiqing's shoulder and looked at the tablet in his hand. On the screen was a concept drawing similar to those often drawn by fashion design majors. It depicts a tall man with an indistinct face, but with a short hair dyed dark red, a black earring on his right ear, like a mole, and a black vest on his upper body. He has a tattoo on his left arm, wears a pair of dirty dark blue jeans, wears a pair of knockoff old sneakers, and holds half a cigarette in his hand.

"How is it? Is it okay?" Xia Xiqing turned to him and asked him. Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes and pursed his lips, "I don't think so."

Xia Xiqing frowned, straightened his back and lowered his head to stare at the tablet, "What's wrong? I think it's pretty good." After speaking, he straightened his back again, pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice, " I think Gao Kun in my heart should be like this."

Zhou Ziheng only smiled slightly, got up from his shoulders, reached out and rubbed Xia Xiqing's hair, sat up straight and sent a message.

[Zhou Ziheng]: Brother Kun's shape is decided like this.

[Kuncheng]: Yes, Xi Qing, it fits the character image very well. I have already sent it to the head of the modeling team.

[Xu Qichen]: As expected of Xi Qing, it also fits the early image of Gao Kun in my mind.

Xia Xiqing read the news, raised his head and stretched his legs and kicked Zhou Ziheng's waist, "Can't you **** say something nice to me?"

"I was just teasing you." Zhou Ziheng smiled and grabbed his ankle, and put down Xia Xiqing's sweatpants, which had been rolled up to his knees. The air conditioner was turned on too hard.

"But it's true, he's too handsome." Xia Xiqing only focused on his concept drawings. He didn't do anything else very casually, but he was particularly picky about painting, "Blackout A little? Get a scar?" After changing it, he was still not satisfied, so he spread his grievances on Zhou Ziheng, threw himself on him and grabbed his face, "It's not my fault, if you want to blame it, you're too handsome , I will help you disfigure your face and it will be perfect."

Zhou Ziheng was suddenly made to lie on the ground on his back by his sudden attack, but his hands were still supporting Xia Xiqing's lower back, letting him pull his face without crying out for pain, and just laughed and teased, "Then you ruined it?" Ah, are you willing?"

As soon as he said this, he felt a little regretful, feeling that he took himself too seriously. Seeing Xia Xiqing's hand froze for a moment, Zhou Ziheng immediately added, "Didn't you just fall in love with this face?"

"Hey, you still have a figure." Xia Xiqing let go of him and got off him, "But your figure will become thin as a white chicken in the later stage."

"And then?" Zhou Ziheng immediately sat up and looked at him, with a displeased expression on his face. Xia Xiqing quickly realized that he was unhappy because of this sentence, so he squatted down and patted Zhou Ziheng's head again, "It's okay A work of art is a work of art when it is broken, and the small pieces of porcelain are all shining with the brilliance of humanity." After finishing speaking, he kissed Zhou Ziheng's lips, "The aesthetic value will not be depreciated because of the fading of the canvas."

Really know how to say. Zhou Ziheng raised the corners of his mouth, and scratched the tip of Xia Xiqing's nose with his hands in satisfaction.

"I can't say that you are an artist."

Xia Xiqing was a little embarrassed by his action. Every time he concealed his embarrassment, he used to be arrogant, "If you touch my nose in the future, I will really click this mole." Thinking of what Zhou Ziheng said just now, Xia Xiqing Suddenly he smirked, and his hooliganism came up at once, and he stretched his hand through his neckline and fumbled around, "Yes, I'm just an artist."

He also specially emphasized the word "engagement", Zhou Ziheng grabbed his hand, "No, who is doing who?"

"Don't worry, I'll **** you someday if you don't get it right."

"Who was weak last time, and I didn't stop you...Don't cover my mouth, you're afraid people will say it."

"I have to mess with you next time!"

"You please."

The two quarreled on the ground for a long time, and finally Ronaldinho knocked on the door and wanted to come in to deliver the procedure book for the opening ceremony, which ended this childish game.

The largest invisible investor, Zhou Zijing, couldn't trust other people, so he still asked his wife to be the director of the production after a long time. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just the boss of Zhou Ziheng's agency as the producer. This kind of situation is quite common in the industry. Besides, the films in Jiang Yin's hands are rarely smashed, otherwise she wouldn't be called a gold medal producer. But in Xia Xiqing's eyes, it was a bit funny.

"It's your family's team who co-authored this play until the end. Your brother invested, and your sister-in-law produced the film. You acted. It's so funny."

Zhou Ziheng shrugged.

Not only that, but the person he likes will act with him, and the friend of the person he likes will be the screenwriter.

A few actors with relatively few roles did not join the group, and the opening ceremony was very simple. The director took a few leading actors to worship. In order not to reveal the plot, the actors did not do makeup and hair, and finished the opening ceremony directly in private clothes .

However, Jiang Yin’s marketing was very good last time, and the effect is still there. The opening ceremony alone attracted countless media to come to interview. Kuncheng, which has always been making niche independent films, is not very good at dealing with it. For this kind of thing, the media meeting lasted only half an hour, and it was all focused on Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing. On the contrary, it was the "outsider" Xia Xiqing who took on most of the tasks of answering the media's questions.

After the ceremony was over, several actors began to do styling non-stop. Xia Xiqing's styling is easier to do. It is basically enough to cut hair and change clothes. Originally, Jiang Tong's prototype was Xia Xiqing himself. It is corresponding, you don't even need to put on more foundation, just cover up the lip color.

But Zhou Ziheng was in trouble. First, he had to cut and dye his hair, and he had to put on tattoos and earrings. Xia Xiqing only had one scene on the first day, and it was still dusk in the script, so he had to wait for several hours. In this scene, Jiang Tong, who came out of his home, met a few gangsters collecting protection fees. Gao Kun passed by and beat them up for him. This was the first communication between the two after "stalking", a very important literary drama .

Their stylist room was in a house they rented in Hua'anli before. Xia Xiqing, who had finished the stylist, left the dressing room and went to the stylist room. At the door, he met a boy with wheat-colored skin and slender eyes. He was about 1.75 meters tall. Looking very energetic, he took the initiative to greet Xia Xiqing when he came up, "Hello, hello."

After being held and shaken by this boy for a long time, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he looked familiar, probably because he had acted in some TV series, but he didn't watch TV either, maybe he had seen it on Weibo, so he shouldn't be a popular actor like Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing habitually showed a gentle smile, "Hello, I am Xia Xiqing."

"I know. I really like watching "Escape from Life"!" The boy chuckled twice, and felt that he was a little too familiar, so he let go of his hand and scratched his own embarrassingly. Hair, "My name is Yang Bo, so what, I'm here to play Aaron."

Xia Xiqing quickly realized that Aaron was a supporting role in this play, and the human blood reseller who indirectly caused Gao Kun to suffer from AIDS, "Oh, hello, today's first scene is yours, are you nervous?" ?”

"It's a little bit." Yang Bo's expression is very vivid, although he is not handsome, but he looks like he was born to eat this bowl of rice.

Sister Su, the makeup artist who had just finished putting on Xia Xiqing's makeup, walked over from the makeup artist carrying big bags and saw the two standing at the door of the stylist chatting, bumping Xia Xiqing's arm, "Why are you talking at the door? , go in, there is still room to sit."

"Yeah." Yang Bo's northeast accent came out all of a sudden, and Xia Xiqing also smiled, "Then let's go in."

As soon as he opened the door, Xia Xiqing saw the back of Zhou Ziheng sitting in front of the makeup mirror. His head was covered by a heating cap, and he was probably dyeing his hair. A man was pressing tattoo stickers on his left arm. Looking sideways at his arm, he raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening, and found that Xia Xiqing and another boy had walked in, he was full of Xia Xiqing, and yelled at him in front of the mirror, "Xi Qing! "

When the two of them were together, Zhou Ziheng seldom called him by his name, so Xia Xiqing was not used to it, so he smiled at Zhou Ziheng, but Yang Bo didn't notice the shift of his gaze, and asked, "Then you go back to filming real people when you're filming. show?"

Xia Xiqing withdrew his gaze, "I won't be filming for now, the production team has found another artist."

Zhou Ziheng was upset that he didn't get the attention he deserved, but he couldn't get angry with so many people in this room, so he could only bear it for the time being.

"Don't get wet, Ziheng, wait for him to dry." The tattoo artist invited by the modeling team took out a small fan and fanned him. The tough guy brother squatted in front of him holding a small pink fan and waving it.

"Brother, how many copies of this have you made?" Zhou Ziheng felt embarrassed, took the fan and fanned it himself. The patterns on the tattoo are very complicated, with flames and entwined flower branches. The face of an old woman, that is Gao Kun's grandmother.

Gao Kun is a left-behind child. His mother ran away with others when he was born. His father is working in Guangzhou. He has been living with his grandmother. Grandma is the most important relative to Gao Kun in the play.

"There are a hundred copies, don't worry if there are not enough copies, I will print them later."

Staring at the tattoo on his body, Zhou Ziheng was a little dazed. He spread his hand and looked at it, and asked in a daze, "Brother, it won't take long if the tattoo is real."

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on the complexity and size of the pattern." The tattoo brother smiled, "Why, I want to get a tattoo."

"No, I'll just ask." Zhou Ziheng shook his head, "We can't get tattoos casually in this profession, not to mention my dad won't agree."

"That's right, you need a mosaic to be on TV."

After finishing the tattoos, Zhou Ziheng's hair was almost dyed, and the stylist Ajie led him to wash his hair carefully, for fear of getting fake tattoos.

Xia Xiqing and Yang Bo were sitting on the sofa and exchanging scripts with each other. Yang Bo's family was from Harbin, and he was full of the boldness of shareholders and northerners. He pulled Xia Xiqing like a buddy. After the two exchanged scripts, they started again. Exchange styling.

Xia Xiqing grabbed a strand of yellow hair on Yang Bo's head, and said with a smile, "At first, the director said that Zhou Ziheng dyed his hair yellow."

"Really?" Yang Bo chuckled twice, "He must be more handsome than me. By the way, you two acted in the reality show and this drama, the relationship should be pretty good, right?"

Xia Xiqing was suddenly a little embarrassed when he asked him such a question, he glanced sideways, "It's okay."

It's a shame to say it. It is obviously a "negative distance" relationship.

The implementer of "Negative Distance" kept staring at Xia Xiqing's small corner intentionally or unintentionally while blowing his hair. Watching him brushing other people's hair and talking and laughing with others, his heart became more and more angry.

"OK." The stylist, Ajie, put both hands on Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, "Ziheng, you are quite suitable for this hair color."

Zhou Ziheng looked in the mirror, not to mention, this red hair was like a fire bubbling out of his heart, it was an image.

No. Zhou Ziheng glanced at the small corner.

Still green is more suitable for the scene.

In fact, Xia Xiqing turned his head to look at Zhou Ziheng's side from time to time, and now when he looked up, he saw that his hairstyle was done. The short dark red hair was almost the same as he imagined, and he immediately fell from the sofa. Sitting up there, he walked to Zhou Ziheng's side, and praised sincerely, "It's pretty pretty."

"Is it just pretty?" Zhou Ziheng turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Handsome." Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand and wanted to squeeze his face directly, but suddenly realized that it was too intimate in the group, so he took it back, "Really handsome."

Zhou Ziheng's well-trimmed eyebrows have been kept in a state of stocking for this movie, and they have grown into his own wild eyebrows. Coupled with deep eye sockets and three-dimensional brow bones, this facial contour exudes a unique tenacity of hormones .

The previous Zhou Ziheng had a sense of righteousness that couldn't be thrown away. He obviously had a peerless alpha face, but he was gentle and kind in his bones. Now this little gangster's appearance is just like what Xu Qichen said, Ye Luzi

Looking at his newly pierced ears, with a black earring still hanging on it, Xia Xiqing gently touched his earlobe with his fingers, "You will be the most beautiful boy on this street from now on."

Hearing Xia Xiqing's praise, Zhou Ziheng couldn't hide the joy in his heart. He first raised the corners of his mouth proudly, and then pursed it slightly.

Ajie, who was standing behind the chair, also joked, "The director doesn't match Kunzi with a good-looking heroine, the most beautiful boy should be matched with the most beautiful girl."

No, no, no, the most beautiful boy wants to date the most beautiful boy on the other street. Zhou Ziheng retorted in his heart.

However, it was only after he looked so closely that he realized that Xia Xiqing's hair had been cut a lot. It used to be close to his shoulders, but now it was trimmed to just reach his chin. It looked about the same length as when he first met Xia Xiqing.

"The hair is well cut."

"That's right, the hair stylist is a professional." Xia Xiqing put his hand on Zhou Ziheng's shoulder naturally, looking familiar but not too intimate, "It's not like you, I told you, don't click on it when the time comes." I'm bald, and I can never end with you."

What Xia Xiqing was talking about was the scene in the script where Gao Kun cut Jiang Tong's hair. This scene was only in the final draft, probably added later by Xu Qichen.

"It's okay, your bald head won't affect your beauty." Zhou Ziheng joked with a suppressed smile.

"Get out."

The assistant director pushed the door open and came in, wiped the sweat on his bald head with the back of his hand, and bit his tongue half-biting the standard Beijing film, "Are you ready? Let's go over there and shoot?"

This bald head is so fitting. This time Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng both laughed, leaning forward and backward like two children, which made the assistant director feel puzzled and touched his light bulb-like head again.

The first scene is between Zhou Ziheng and Yang Bo. Yang Bo plays Aaron who sells human blood. Like Xia Xiqing's Jiang Tong, he lives in a small rented house in Hua'anli, but he doesn't have many scenes. The crew of the rental house only rented it for one day, so he had to shoot his scenes in the rental house first.

In this scene, Gao Kun, who just found out that he had AIDS, came to find Aaron in a rage, thinking that he had harmed him, and the two had a very fierce conflict through the iron gate.

The first thing to start is the conflict scene, which actually requires a lot of actors, but Zhou Ziheng has been used to acting for so many years, and Kuncheng is even more worried about Yang Bo.

"You guys try to act first, it's okay, it's still dark, and there's still time."

When it gets dark, it will be Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing's rivalry. The director had to film this conflict scene in place in just two or three hours, and time was a big challenge. Xia Xiqing was completely blank in terms of acting. Even though he had no acting at this time, he still stood on the set and watched, absorbing and learning in the fastest way.

After the actors were in place, the stage manager walked up to the camera with a black and white clipboard, glanced at the gestures of the photographer, and said, "The first shot of the first scene of "Tracking" is the first time, action!"