The train is slowly driving, with green trees on both sides along the way and beautiful scenery. The afternoon sun is warm and shining through the car windows on people.

This is a relatively remote route. There were not many passengers in the carriage at this time, and Zhou Yi and Sun Qingtong were sitting opposite each other.

At this time, Zhou Yi was wearing the style of a literary young woman, with a haggard face and a pale complexion, which was exactly what Lin Qingxi looked like.

"You are so amazing, you can even save makeup!" Sun Qingtong sighed: "It's so similar!"

"Isn't this to save money for the crew?" Zhou Yi replied in a clean and low voice. From the moment he appeared on the train, he was no longer Zhou Yi, but Lin Qingxi.

"I suddenly thought of a question," Sun Qingtong looked at the flatness on Zhou Yi's chest: "Do you have something to put on?"

"According to a survey of internationally renowned underwear brands, the proportion of women with A-cup in China is 32.14%, and the overall cup is the lowest in the world, so the majority of people with flat breasts are answered calmly: "What's more, Lin Qingxi is a woman who wants everyone to pity and love at first sight. Isn't it better to have a smaller breast?"

"When a woman saw that this woman not only had a terminal illness, but her breasts were so small. How pitiful! If her breasts were big, I'm afraid there would be many women thinking that her breasts were so big, so she would have to die!"

Facing the wrong reasons Zhou Yi said, Sun Qingtong was speechless. What she said seemed to be very reasonable?

The train stopped at a relatively large station, and a large number of passengers went down, and there were not many people in the entire carriage.

A young and pretty female flight attendant came up with her eyes shining: "Director Sun, can you prepare for the shooting?"

The first scene of the crew of "Hope" was Lin Qingxi on the train. Zhou Yi and Sun Qingtong found a train route with beautiful scenery along the way in advance, and also contacted and communicated with the flight section.

Therefore, the entire carriage was temporarily suspended for ticket sales for the day of the carriage. Not only that, the entire carriage was also specially cleaned, and all the fabrics were replaced with brand new, and the most beautiful and handsome crew members in the entire flight section were transferred to this train.

After all, this is a movie. What a high-end thing. If it can appear in a movie, even if it is just a figure, it will be enough to remember it for a lifetime!

"Okay!" Sun Qingtong began to set up the camera and adjust the most appropriate shooting angle.

"Are you making a movie?"

"Wow, it seems like you're making a movie over there!"

The only seven or eight passengers in the car were instantly excited and watched happily.

"Please keep quiet, don't take out your phone to take photos, and don't affect the crew's shooting! Otherwise, your seats will be transferred to other cars!" A flight attendant quickly stood up to maintain order.

Everyone had to sit back in their seats, but they all stared at the middle of the carriage. The girl in white sitting by the window was so beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky. No wonder she could make a movie!

This scene was not too difficult, and photographer Hu Jiawei also went directly to Qian Province, so Sun Qingtong came to the handheld machine.

Sun Qingtong's photography level is no less than the director's level. After all, she has started touching the camera since she was four years old. She is much better than her classmates in the same photography major, and the shooting effect is very beautiful.

"Try to take a photo first?" Sun Qingtong asked Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi compared the "ok" gesture.

The props next to him took out a black field card: "The first scene of "Hope" is the first scene, the first filming, start!"

“Wow, so professional!”

"Is this a movie?"

The passengers whispered, and several flight attendants also watched all this with great interest.

The camera lens perfectly earns Zhou Yi's figure. He is slender and pale, making people feel compassionate.

Zhou Yi was not disturbed by any external objects at this time. He took out a signature pen, lowered his head, his hair was scattered on his shoulders, and wrote carefully on the white letter paper.

"A person's life is like a play, there will always be a time to end, but what God has given me is a short drama."

"Twenty-five years old is the best time in life, but I didn't expect that the footsteps of death were already ringing in my ears."

"Recalling this life, mediocreness and mediocrity begins to wither before it blooms. At the last moment of this life, I will never want to leave with reluctance and pain."

"I decided to go to the countryside to teach, do my best to give my last love."

"Leaving this letter, or suicide note, is to tell my mother that I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of dying from illness and death, and death is worthless."

"My mother please forgive my decision at this moment. My daughter cannot support you in the old age and see you off. I have the will, but God will not allow it."

"It is also a blessing to pass away in the best years. After I die, I can donate my cornea so that one person can see the light again; I can donate my heart so that one person can regain life. After cremating my body, please sprinkle the ashes on the green mountains of my hometown."

"There is no regrets in this life, Qingxi."

Zhou Yi was writing it all by himself. His handwriting was very good, and in women's clothing, he was even more of a calligraphy art, pure and beautiful, and extraordinary.

During the writing process, Zhou Yi tried very hard, and the joints on his slender fingers were raised, and blue veins wandered under the white skin, highlighting the pathology.

There was a faint smile of relief on her face. It was a smile that had already seen death and was beyond fear. It was impossible for anyone who had not experienced the great terror between life and death!

Sun Qingtong was completely amazed. Zhou Yi was completely Lin Qingxi herself at this moment. Her performance could no longer be described by acting skills. Everything was natural!

The plot on the train is a long shot. Sun Qingtong's mind has been repeated countless times, constantly switching between the far and near scenes. On Zhou Yi's face, hands and panoramic scenes, he tried his best to shoot his perfect performance.

After writing the last word, Zhou Yi put away his signature pen and looked into the distance with sadness. His big eyes slowly became crystal clear, and tears filled his eyes. From a distance, they looked like two bright stars.

Although there was no sound and no one saw what Zhou Yi wrote, the two sentimental female flight attendants were already crying. The infectiousness of this scene was too amazing. Zhou Yi did not speak, but it had already affected everyone.

The test shot finally ended, and Sun Qingtong stood up from behind the camera.

Her hands were shaking, and she finally took out a tissue from her pocket, and hurriedly stepped forward and handed it to Zhou Yi.

"The test shot is over?" Zhou Yi gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked softly.

"Perfect!" Sun Qingtong shook her head: "Apart from that, I don't know how to describe it."

"Pai Pa!" One person couldn't help but applaud, and the others agreed, and the entire carriage was left with uniform applause.

"So amazing!"

"What a beautiful girl! I was stunned!"

"Can I ask for an autograph?"
Chapter completed!