"How was the sleep last night? You probably didn't get too excited, right?" Lan Li asked in a relaxed tone.

Sure enough, Timothy didn't think much, just raised his hand and held his forehead, "I...I don't even know how I fell asleep. I just lay on the bed, turned over and turned over, widened my eyes, and fell asleep before I realized it, but I was sure that it should be two in the morning? Or three in the morning? I'm not sure, and counting sheep has already counted more than three thousand."

"There is no mistake in more than three thousand people? Are you sure you are not a math genius? Right, what do you think?" In the second half of the sentence, Lan Li said in front of McCanzhi, and also included the little girl in the conversation.

McCanzhi stuck out his tongue and made a face, "More than three thousand is a mathematical genius. If you can count to 30,000, is it comparable to Einstein?"

Timothy was a little shy and was trying to defend himself: his math was not very good; as a result, McCanzhi's complaints diverted him, "Einstein? Are you sure it's not Hawking?"

"Hawking is a physicist, okay? Don't think I don't know." McCanzhi glanced at Timothy with a speechless look.

Timothy tilted his head and said without showing any weakness, "The key point is not physics and mathematics, okay? The various disciplines of natural science are connected! I mean, the key point of Lanley is not Einstein at all, but my insomnia!"

But before he could finish his words, McCanzhi grimaced at Timothy, as if he was complaining and fighting back. Timothy couldn't help but stare wide and turned to look at Lanli for help.

This is how children are. The first second is as close as possible, but the next second they don’t interact with each other.

McCentzhi is young and innocent and romantic; Timothy is a little older and frivolous, but she is still a child after all. Faced with McCentzhi's childish behavior, Timothy is helpless. She wants to get angry but cannot vent, so she can only ask for help.

"I decided to stay neutral." Lanley raised her hands, looking out of the matter, and then she saw McCanzhi's successful smile and Timothy's annoyed expression, which made people laugh.

After a moment of pause, Renli continued, "My focus is that the guy who had insomnia last night would be better off going to the bathroom to wash his face, otherwise he would fall asleep in a while; the guy who was gloating, are you sure we need to talk about the difference between Einstein and Hawking now?"

Jessica Chastain and Anne Hathaway, who were standing not far away, immediately savored the slightest difference.

It's not about acting skills, but about acting style. You can vaguely feel that Lanli is adjusting her tone of speaking and handling things, just like...a father.

In order to film "Interstellar", Renley started to grow her beard again two weeks ago.

For Westerners, beards are an important part of their shape. In addition to goatee, donut beard, beard, sideburn beard, Viking beard, upper lip beard, curly beard, rendan beard, Victorian beard, hippie beard, the most basic beard can also be classified. Different styles of beard can show different temperaments and characteristics.

During the filming of the "Drunk Village Song", Lanley once had a little beard, mainly to reflect the fatigue after running around in just one weekend; but now for "interstellar travel", the purpose is completely different. On the one hand, to show the age gap and deepen the visual effect of her father, and on the other hand, to show Cooper's distraction.

When he entered the crew, Lan Li's beard had already extended along the curve of his chin. The green stubble was gradually turning into dark colors, covering up the curve of his face, and his whole temperament became vicissitudes and mature, and the gloom and loneliness between his eyebrows could be captured vaguely.

At the same time, a little simple trimming is made without too deliberately adjusting the details, just like I forgot it after a random trimming three days ago, and then my beard becomes messy again like weeds. The small details can vaguely depict the fatigue and messiness of being a single father.

At this time, Lan Li, who was standing in front of her, was wearing a simple denim blue shirt with her sleeves curled out of her elbows; her slightly messy hair and beard seemed to have not been taken care of for a while, and her brows were not frowning, but she could still feel the depth and precipitation under the calm lake surface, and even the smile at the corner of her mouth became warm and mellow.

Although Lan Li couldn't change her age, she grew ten or fifteen years old overnight; but she didn't need special makeup to cover up and adjust, the change of temperament between her eyebrows gave her a sense of vicissitudes of experience, and the mature charm revealed vaguely changed her temperament.

It's like a father.

All of Lan Li's words and deeds just now fully demonstrated the calmness and kindness of a father. He seemed to not know how to deal with the disputes between children. He could only do his best to stay out of the matter, and then issue orders to sort out all the situation clearly. It cannot be said to be perfect, at least working hard.

Lan Li is bringing into the role bit by bit. There is no long preaching or chicken soup, but in the process of getting along, he brings everyone into the performance situation quietly, truly like a family getting along. There is no need to consider lines or worry about performance, and it is naturally integrated into it.

As long as you can adapt to this rhythm and when you really enter the shooting, the two young men, Timothy and McCanzhi, can enter the state effortlessly and present the scenes in the script.

For child stars, they often perform in their true colors, relying on their own spirituality to interpret the role, without many skills and methods. This is a normal phenomenon. Now Lan Li is creating a relaxed but natural atmosphere, subtly allowing the two young actors to perform happily.

It's simple to say but difficult to do, but for Renli today, it's not that difficult.

This subtle change can't be felt in it at all, and neither Timothy nor McCanzhi felt it, but after jumping out of the environment, the whole feeling suddenly became clear.

Jessica pursed her lips, then leaned her body slightly towards Annie, "I'm not sure if it's my illusion. I think this kind of Renli seems to be more attractive."

Anne couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled, "He used to look like a boy, but now he looks like a man." This immediately made Jessica nod and agree. The two exchanged glances and chuckled at the same time, with a cheerful smile in her eyes.

...

The entire crew was preparing in full swing, Anne and Jessica stood beside each other and chattered, while Renly and the three co-stars were discussing the first scene that was about to start filming.

For Timothy and McCanzhi, during the communication, the tension and cramping gradually disappeared, and he devoted himself to the performance and discussion. This seemed to be the best way; but only when he was really involved in the shooting did Timothy realize that faint strangeness.

Why can the conversation just now be seamlessly connected with the live shooting? There is no sense of incongruity at all? What's going on?

"'Interstellar', Alberta, the first scene, the first time, the filming starts!"

The sound of the scene record echoed crisply and loudly in the wooden house, officially announcing the start of filming of the movie.

"Hurry up, Murphy, come here quickly." Donald was making breakfast, calling out loud, and Tom sat at the dining table early, enjoying his own breakfast.

Cooper had just gotten up, came to the restaurant, poured himself a cup of coffee, crossed the hall, and muttered, "Come to the barn at four o'clock, I'll tell you what the herbicide is. Did you hear it?"

"Yes, sir (yes, sir)." Tom replied in a muffled voice after stuffing the scrambled eggs into his mouth and tried to swallow the food.

At this time, Murphy came to the hall, holding two pieces of accessories in his hand, and sat down in his own position. Donald walked over and put the scrambled eggs into Murphy's plate, "Don't take them to the dining table to play, Murphy."

Murphy looked at his grandfather, then looked at Cooper who was confirming the computer data next to the stove, "Dad, can you fix it?"

Cooper turned around and walked over with his coffee, frowned slightly, "What did you do to my landing cabin?" The tail note was raised high, not blame, but surprise and complaint, and there was no concealment of his helplessness in his words.

"It's not me." Murphy immediately defended.

Tom, who was sitting opposite, took a sip of milk, still holding liquid in his mouth, and directly complained disdainfully, "Let me guess it's your ghost?" The grim expression clearly showed that he was provoking Murphy.

Murphy shrugged, "It shook it off the bookshelf, and so were some books."

"There is no so-called ghost at all! Idiot!" Tom deliberately showed a fierce expression and complained, but as soon as he said the words, Timothy closed his eyes, "Sorry! I just looked directly at the camera! Sorry, sorry, sorry!"

Without Christopher interrupting the shooting, Timothy had already grinned and began to apologize, and was extremely upset about his amateur performance.

Lan Li didn't make any fuss at all, raised her hand and patted Timothy's head, deliberately messing with the curly hair, "Then be polite to your sister, don't move, just swear." From the play to the outside, the gentle tone seemed to have no change at all, and then the atmosphere became subtle again, "Don't care about the camera, you need to look at your sister. Just keep focused, remember? You are deliberately making trouble now, naughty."

Timothy hugged his head with both hands and wailed softly.

McCanzhi burst into laughter.

After an error occurred, the crew atmosphere had not had time to tense up, and then Lan Li had already resolved the situation casually. More importantly, the atmosphere belonging to their family became more harmonious.
Chapter completed!