The director gave Lu Yinbing time to prepare.

Mr. Wang joked with a smile, "Don't forget the words this time."

Lu Yinbing nodded, walked to the back of the counter, silently memorized the lines, and signaled to the director that it was all right. The director motioned to the clapper, who trot to the center of the camera with the clapper, snapped, and the second time started.

Lu Yinbing threw the rag in his hand and called out "Master" with determination.

The old man took the cigarette holder away from his mouth, looked at his good granddaughter with a smile, and asked, "What?"

"I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter, you say, Lord listen."

Lu Yinbing squatted on the ground, looking at the ground for a while and looking at the top of the door, humming like a mosquito: "Master, can I...can..." Lu Yinbing frowned almost imperceptibly, what was behind write?

Wang Lao looked at her in surprise.

The mood is wrong, he can feel it.

Two seconds later, the director yelled "Ka".

Lu Yinbing stood up and apologized again, clasping his palms together, "I'm sorry, I forgot the words again."

The director said tolerantly: "It's okay. Maybe it's not in good condition. Pause for ten minutes and shoot again later."

Elder Wang said with concern: "What's the matter? Didn't you feel right if you didn't rest well last night?"

Lu Yinbing shook her head. She didn't know what was going on. She could only hope that she was in a wrong state, but she had never had this situation before. What happened?

After a ten-minute pause, Lu Yinbing recites his lines again, speaking fluently without any problems.

Ten minutes later, each was in place, and the third time he played board: "action!"

"I want to tell you something."

"What do you say, Lord listen."

Lu Yinbing did not dare to meet the eyes of the elder Wang, the electric fan inside whirred, her voice was like a mosquito, and the ears of the elder Wang whose hearing was beginning to degenerate could not be heard at all: "Master, can I not stay in this barber shop? , I don’t want to face each head every day, it’s meaningless."

"What are you talking about?" Elder Wang dragged his voice.

"Nothing." Lu Yinbing retreated. Master is old, so he is a relative. If he wants to go outside, can't he be with him first? The teacher said that the tree desires calmness and the wind keeps on, and the child wants to support but does not wait for relatives. The teacher has explained it many times.

The old man babbled and smoked, and said, "Nothing you have made so grand, such a big baby doesn't know how to be prudent. What will you do if your lord is gone in the future? You have to learn your handicraft well and have a bite to eat in the future."

"Master." Lu Yinbing's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but cried out. Then he finally mustered up his courage, stared into his eyes scorchingly, and then got stuck in the puzzled gaze of the old man.

Once he was born, the second was familiar, and the third time... the director called "card", sat behind the monitor, rubbed his face with both hands, closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, suspecting that he had met a fake Lu Yin today. ice. Mistakes over and over again, nothing else, the key is the kind of novice mistakes that are too low-level to be low-level.

Such an actor who frequently forgets words will not appear in his supporting role list, okay?

But he believed in Lu Yinbing. Lu Yinbing had forgotten her words. It was definitely not because she was not ready. It was definitely because of something else. Thinking of this, he automatically made up a bunch of dog-blood dramas that would affect emotions, and spontaneously justified Lu Yinbing. .

In the end, I went straight to comfort him and said: "Drink ice, or you can go to the side to take a break, I think your face is a bit pale."

Lu Yinbing did not refuse, and sat in a chair on one side. Xiaoxi came to warm her legs. She didn't notice it at all, and there was a mess in her mind. What is the line, what is it? The more she tried to recite, the more she couldn't recite it.

"Xiaoxi."

"How did you feel just watching me filming there?"

Xiaoxi lowered his head and said, "Very good."

"Would you like to forget the words? He looked up at me and said."

Xiaoxi looked at her and said, "Really good."

"Half of salary and bonus are deducted." Lu Yinbing threatened her.

"Really good, very good." Xiaoxi still said.

"..." Yes, I'm not even afraid of deducting money.

Lu Yinbing stopped asking her, holding the script and continued reading. She used to read it once and was able to write off the manuscript without deliberately memorizing it. As soon as she enters the performance state, every word will naturally flow to her mouth. This is a talent, innate, unique, and commonly known as the God to enjoy food. I can't learn.

What if God doesn’t reward her with food one day? What will happen?

One by one black characters jumped into her mind, only leaving a very shallow scratch, thinking hard, it will gradually become deeper, but when filming, there is no time for her to think slowly.

Lu Yinbing put his fingers into his hair, put his forehead on his palm, calmed down his mind as much as possible, and kept repeating the lines of the first scene in his mouth.

The place that manages memories and emotions is damaged.

Have you forgotten anything recently?

It may have an impact on life, but it is still uncertain where it happened.

The doctor's words unexpectedly crashed into her mind, and Lu Yinbing froze. He raised his head in disbelief, his face pale, and muttered, "Why is this?"

Xiaoxi squatted under her feet, body pressed against her legs, sensitive to her reaction, suddenly raised her head, and then heard Lu Yinbing muttering something, why is this, Xiaoxi said: "It's just that the state is not right for a while, it will be better. of."

Lu Yinbing kept shaking his head, as if to her, and as if to himself: "No, it's not like this, it won't be like this."

What is it like? Xiaoxi was about to die, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear that Lu Yinbing would lose his temper.

Lu Yinbing stared at her suddenly and clenched her wrist tightly. Xiaoxi noticed her fingers trembling, as hard as she grasped a life-saving straw: "Listen to me memorizing the lines."

Konishi took over the script.

Lu Yinbing said, "Master. I wanted to say it very early, I don't want to learn crafts, I don't want to guard this barber shop all my life, I don't like to shave people's hair at all, not at all! I want to go out and have a look. My classmate wrote to me, saying that she is now in Shenzhen, and if I were in the past, I can work with her. In a big factory, I have a clever mind and can learn computers. Computers have everything..."

She didn't go any further.

Xiaoxi cautiously reminded: "I heard people say..."

Lu Yinbing's expression was very bad, and Xiaoxi was silent.

She felt that Lu Yinbing was on the verge of an explosion, and she was ready to endure the anger. Lu Yinbing took back the script without saying a word and wrote something on his palm with a pen.

An hour later, the director came to ask her if she had adjusted it well. Lu Yinbing glanced at his palm and nodded. Xiaoxi squeezed to the front, sweating for Lu Yinbing.

In the state she was just now, the fool could not see that there was a problem.

"Action!"

Director: "Ka."

Less than a second apart, so fast that people were caught off guard.

Director: "Drinking ice, what are you reading, let's start."

"Huh?" Lu Yinbing stopped muttering words and said, "I'm sorry I didn't hear it, let's get started."

The director finally frowned for the first time.

"Action!"

The director's brows tightened: "Ka, drink ice, you are too anxious, you are nervous, not desperate and desperate."

Lu Yinbing said, "I'll adjust it."

The director revealed a hint of impatience: "One minute."

If this person weren't Lu Yinbing, he would have cursed over his head a long time ago.

The reporter who had just left ran back and snapped: "action!"

...

After Lu Yinbing again forgot his words one after another and hesitated for the last time, although he said the line was right, but he was slow for two seconds, the director covered his face with his hands and let out a long sigh, without moving for a long time.

The people around started talking in low voices. Standing in the middle of the crowd, Lu Yinbing heard whispers from all directions.

"What's the matter with Lu Shen? Why is it so powerful?"

"Forget the words, I have been with the director team for several crews. I haven't seen anything like this yet. The director hasn't cursed anyone. Really awesome."

"Aren't you stupid? This is Lu Yinghou, three gold and silver bear awards, the director dare to scold her, walking acting textbooks, like a treasure in the industry."

"No? The queen is at this level? I think I can pass it five times."

"I don't know. Didn't Lu Yinghou claim to have one? Is it true that what is said on the Internet is false?"

"Hearing is fictitious, seeing is believing, then how do you get those awards in this case?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I've seen Lu Yinbing's live performances in other crews before. It is definitely a strong aura and shocking the audience. There should be an accident today. I guess something happened."

"Yes, yes, I have seen it too. It must be something that has disturbed my mind. Whoever dares to speak badly about me will break my friendship with anyone."

The questioning voice weakened, and most of them became the same question: "What's the matter?"

Lu Yinbing stepped out suddenly, and the scene suddenly fell silent. Look at me and you, except Lu Yinbing. Lu Yinbing walked to the director, the director raised his head, barely raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a good attitude "Huh?"

Lu Yinbing swallowed his throat and said with difficulty, "I want to take two days off."

The director raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, thought for less than two seconds, and said, "Okay."

Lu Yinbing: "Thank you."

"Hey," the director stopped her, his eyes eagerly, and expressed his sincere hope, "Recover as soon as possible, I am here waiting for you."

Lu Yinbing nodded and left the shooting room quickly.

Xiaoxi and several other assistants followed in a trot, leaving only the unidentified noise behind them. The director became more annoyed, clapped his palms, and raised the speaker: "Stop talking, and prepare for the next scene."

The set calmed down again and returned to the familiar busy state.

Lu Yinbing walked swiftly all the way. She was tall and long, and Xiaoxi took a small step. Later, she ran off directly. She waved her hand and sent away the few assistants behind her, chasing by herself.

Lu Yinbing stopped abruptly, and Xiaoxi almost hit her back, and immediately stood quietly beside her.

Lu Yinbing stopped at an air inlet, the north wind was stern, Xiaoxi hugged herself, Lu Yinbing's sleeves were blown up by the wind, she realized that Lu Yinbing was only wearing a single shirt in the play, gritted her teeth and shivered. He took off his coat and put it on Lu Yinbing. Although it was a little smaller, it was better than nothing.

Lu Yinbing faced the wind, his eyes blank: "I can't remember the lines."

Xiaoxi comforted her and said, "If you can't remember, just remember it several times. You just happened to be injured. Maybe you haven't recovered yet. Don't worry."

Lu Yinbing looked at her and said every word: "I really can't remember the lines."

Xiaoxi resisted the trembling and said, "Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Don't think too much." She was also very scared.

Lu Yinbing didn't say a word, and walked a few steps quickly, leaving the air inlet, Xiao Xi quickly followed up again. Lu Yinbing kept his head down, and suddenly kicked to the trash can by the side of the road without warning, making a loud noise.