muscle actor

Chapter 18
"Crack!"

Xu Yinghua breathed a sigh of relief, and signaled to his assistant to help Ding Cheng bandage the wound, and checked the camera again, very satisfied.

"Is there any problem with the director?" Ding Cheng came over and asked sincerely.In fact, many details were not written in the script, and they were completely added by myself.For the director, this behavior has both advantages and disadvantages.

If it's an old drama, there's nothing to worry about. Many times the leading actors will participate in script discussions, and even the screenwriter will modify the plot direction according to their opinions.

But I am just a newcomer, and the two parties have just started to cooperate, so Ding Cheng is not sure. If the director is not satisfied, he will start a new one immediately.

"Good acting!" Xu Yinghua stood up, patted Ding Cheng on the shoulder vigorously, and praised: "All the details are in place, especially the emotional transformation, from sadness to anger, well done!"

Ding Cheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his hanging heart. It seems that the other party is also pursuing quality. As long as the play is good, everything else can be discussed.

Reapply makeup and change clothes, and continue shooting.

Ding Cheng silently followed behind a girl in front, wearing a black hat, a black mask, and all in black clothes, with only a pair of eyes full of hatred, like a wild wolf wandering in the wilderness, staring at the prey in front of him.

The moment the girl walked into a remote alley, she rushed over, covered the opponent's mouth with ether, grinned grinningly, feeling the animal's dying struggle, and slowly dragged her into the darkness...

According to the script, Fan Zhikang was completely reduced to a demon, kidnapped three girls in succession, and started a revenge plan.

After dinner in the afternoon, we were preparing for the last two scenes. The male lead Ding Yong came to the scene. Ding Cheng took the initiative to say hello and asked his senior to take care of him.

Today is the only rivalry scene, and it is also the climax scene where the characters end.Xu Yinghua specially called Ding Cheng to the side, explained the play carefully, and asked himself to talk about his opinions, and the two sides met.

After all the preparations were completed, Ding Cheng appeared on the roof of the building, looking at the three trembling girls in front of him, they were only a few years older than his daughter.Grinning grinningly, he slowly took out a barrel of gasoline from the side, sprinkled it all on his head amidst the screams of the girls, admiring his hands and feet being bound, struggling like a pitiful creature...

The shrill screams are like elegant symphonies,

Their frightened and distorted expressions are like the most beautiful works of art,
A cry of begging seems to be the most exciting catharsis.

He took out a photo with his daughter's smiling face on it, touched it carefully, and said emotionally: "Look, Qianqian, are they the ones who bullied you?"

"One...two...three, check if there are three?"

"Hey... don't worry... Dad knows that you are lonely over there, don't worry, wait a little longer, and send them there to accompany you in a while."

He took out a lighter from his arms, took a few steps back, and lit it. The flame jumped up and down, and a hideous and deformed face was reflected in the dark night.

"stop!"

"Fan Zhikang, put down your weapon!"

Suddenly the door was kicked open, and seven or eight police officers with live ammunition rushed in. The leader was the captain of the criminal police played by the male Ding Yong. He stood at the front, pointed his pistol at Ding Cheng, and warned, "Put down the lighter, you are under arrest!"

Ding Cheng rushed behind a girl, his left hand tightly strangled his neck, and he held up the lighter with his right hand. He was not at all surprised by the arrival of the police.

"Arrested?" Ding Cheng laughed loudly. Facing Qi Bazhi's black hole, he calmly said, "Do you know why I brought them here?"

A policewoman behind Ding Yong couldn't bear it and said loudly, "Fan Zhikang, do you still remember me?"

"We have already investigated the matter of your daughter. It is the three of them who are wrong. You and Qianqian are both victims. As long as you surrender, the law will give you..."

"Is it fair?" Ding Cheng looked straight at the policewoman he had met several times and said with a sad smile: "Even you said that my daughter committed suicide. Please tell me, what kind of justice can the law give us?"

"I……"

Just as the policewoman was about to speak, Ding Yong interrupted: "We regret what happened to your daughter, but the tragedy has already happened. Now you still have a chance to turn around, put down your weapon and surrender yourself. I promise to plead with the judge for you!"

"Forgiveness?" Ding Cheng seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke in the world, and he burst into tears. He leaned against the girl's pale ear and said with a smirk, "The reason why I chose this place is to let everyone see the fire of revenge!"

"Let this city know about Qianqian's tragic experience!"

"Aren't you the police? Why didn't anyone help her before the accident?"

He stood up abruptly, pulled the girl up abruptly, hid behind his back, and said grimly: "I never regret it, I only regret that the time is too short, and there are not enough people who should be buried with her, but don't worry..."

Slowly revealing half of his face, he smiled like a ghost, and said firmly: "Even if I become a ghost, I will come back, everyone who killed Qianqian deserves to die!"

This sentence, accompanied by the cold wind, made everyone's hairs stand up. Ding Yong's hands trembled, his back felt cold, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

What he was facing seemed to be a fierce ghost climbing up from hell, without the slightest humanity and reason, only revenge, and let all the murderers who forced his daughter to death take their lives!
"Crack!"

The director yelled to stop, the game was over, and it was over.Ding Yong put down his pistol, feeling relieved, looked at Ding Cheng who was apologizing to the girl not far away, and stepped forward a few steps.

He took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said seriously: "Let's get to know each other again, I'm Ding Yong!"

Ding Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and just about to stretch out his hand, he froze there for a moment, remembering that his hand was full of oil.Ding Yong looked at the young man opposite with embarrassment on his face, laughed loudly, put his arms around his shoulders and said, "This scene is enjoyable!"

Xu Yinghua also came over with a smile all over her face. She had just said a few words when the phone rang suddenly. After answering the call, she suddenly announced that she had something to do. Today is the end of work, and the rest of the play will be made up tomorrow.

Ding Cheng returned to the hotel, took a hot shower, took out the script, and studied tomorrow's play.If it goes well, all of your characters can be completed.

Looking at the various experiences and analyzes that are densely marked in the script, I am a little bit reluctant. Although it is only a few days, it is the first role that I have fully performed after all. Fan Zhikang's life full of tragedies is embarrassing.

Come to your senses, now is not the time to relax, lie on the bed and enter the system.Find a new training subject and shout: "Start the regret project!"

"The host chooses to challenge the emotion of remorse, starting..."

"Stage [-] of Regret: Too Much Remorse."

"The frontal muscles are slightly expanded...the corrugator muscles are relaxed...the orbicularis oculi muscles are stretched..."

"Superior rectus contraction...Inferior rectus stretch...Elevation of preauricular muscles..."

"The dorsal nasal muscles are lifted...the alar muscles are expanded...the orbicularis oris muscles are lifted..."

"Relax the levator muscles...relax the depressor muscles...relax the mandibular muscles..."

Ding Cheng looked at himself in the mirror, his eyebrows were slightly flared out, forming a character horoscope downward, and his eyes were blurred, as if memories were appearing one after another, like a fleeting glimpse of flowers...

A scene suddenly popped up, like a stream of streams gradually converging into a big river, and the emotions flowed endlessly, the past is only to be remembered!

The tip of the nose was slightly sour, and two teardrops met unexpectedly, and slowly slid down the cheeks, full of affection, but it was hard to get over the water.

People are often like this. They don't know how to cherish what they get, and only know how precious it is once they lose it.

"Completion 63%"

Ding Cheng took a deep breath. Compared with anger and sadness, remorse seemed calmer, his muscles moved less, his eyes were more difficult, blurred...reminiscing...painful...helpless...lost...

(End of this chapter)