Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 138 136. This is the man of God

In the quiet car, Jiang Wen and Chen Li'an were sitting one behind the other. The street lights on the roadside that were receding cast a halo of light into the car, like a kaleidoscope.

Jiang Wen drove the car with one hand. He put the hand holding the cigarette on the car window and looked at Chen Li'an through the rearview mirror and asked: "How come you, an artist, come to act?"

"Not yours, I'm young and can't afford it." Chen Li'an waved his hands quickly, and then explained: "Acting is also art, what's the difference."

"That said, the difference is huge." Jiang Wen threw the cigarette butt out of the window and said, "I'm pretty good at acting. Do you think I can compete with Picasso?"

Ning Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but frown when she heard Jiang Wen's words, why couldn't she compare.

Chen Li'an thought what Jiang Wen said was funny and couldn't help but ask: "Without a comparison like yours, how could two different art forms be superior or inferior?"

"Art is not high or low, but human cognition is." Jiang Wen sighed, then looked at Chen Li'an in the rearview mirror and said, "You should know this better than me."

Chen Li'an couldn't help but nodded and said: "That's true, but the emergence of this concept is inevitable. There are thresholds for painting, but there is no threshold for acting."

"Let's just say that the artistry of film art is more reflected in the director." Jiang Wen, a new director, said with deep emotion.

Chen Li'an smiled and said, "You are the director, you are right."

"Haha, I'm not bragging." Jiang Wen laughed twice and said, "But actors' performances do not account for as much in film art as directors."

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that, but the movie was created by multiple people, and you can't ignore the credit of the actors." Chen Li'an leaned on the back seat and asked, "When will your movie be released?"

Jiang Wen glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Why didn't you come to audition when I was looking for an actor in September? You are particularly suitable for the second male lead in my movie."

"It's too late to know." Chen Li'an replied lightly, looked at the scenery outside the car window, patted the seat and said, "I'm here, just stop at the intersection."

Jiang Wen took a look, then pulled over and said, "Let's go out for a drink next time we have time."

"Okay." Chen Li'an responded, and then asked: "Are you participating in the Venice Film Festival? See you in Venice next month."

After Chen Li'an finished speaking, he opened the car door and got out of the car. Jiang Wen sat in the car and looked at Chen Li'an's back and couldn't help but said to Ning Jing: "This is an interesting person. What did he mean by participating in the Venice Film Festival just now? You know ?"

Ning Jing had really heard of this. When she was at the Beijing Film Studio, she heard Huo Jian mention them talking about it, and she said: "He made a movie with Wang Xiaoshuai last year, and it was selected for the Venice Film Festival, and his paintings were also Selected for the Venice Art Biennale.”

After hearing this, Jiang Wen squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Li'an's back, and said out of nowhere, "This is a fucking genius. Venice this year is really interesting."

Chen Li'an, who was rated as a god by Jiang Wen, only felt that he was a sage at this moment.

On the big bed covered with a mat, Chen Li'an lay sprawled on it, enjoying the tranquility after exercise. The only sound in the room was the whirring of the air conditioner.

Mr. Zhou was lying in Chen Li'an's arms, playing with a blue crystal pendant with his slender fingers. He looked at it against the ceiling light in the bedroom, which reflected a very beautiful light.

This was a gift that Chen Li'an brought to her from Venice. It was not expensive but very beautiful.

"It's so beautiful. I like this necklace so much." Mr. Zhou raised his head and looked at Chen Li'an's chin and said.

Chen Li'an rubbed Mr. Zhou's head and said, "As long as you like it, I've been choosing it for a long time."

Mr. Zhou was very pleased with Chen Li'an's doting gestures. He couldn't help but rub his palm, then he put his hand on Chen Li'an's chest and said, "I hope I can receive the ring from you next time."

Can the ring be given away casually? Chen Li'an did not answer. He just scratched Mr. Zhou's small nose and said, "Don't be so greedy. I just gave away the pendant."

"This is not greed, even if it's a solid one." Mr. Zhou looked at Chen Li'an who was pretending to be stupid and couldn't help but bite his finger.

"You are so insincere." Chen Li'an said casually, hugged Mr. Zhou and said, "Go to bed early, we have to go filming tomorrow."

Mr. Zhou bit his lip, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, then reached out to turn off the light, and lay in Chen Li'an's arms, blinking and not knowing what he was thinking.

Early the next morning, Chen Li'an just got up and found that Mr. Zhou had prepared breakfast and was waiting for him.

"Why are you so diligent all of a sudden?" Chen Li'an asked in surprise. In the past, Mr. Zhou always slept in, but this was the first time that she had taken the initiative to get up so early to prepare breakfast.

Mr. Zhou pulled Chen Li'an to sit down, put a bun to his mouth with a smile and said, "I'm taking you to the Beijing Film Studio today. I'm the driver, so of course I have to take good care of you."

Chen Li'an looked at Mr. Zhou's bright smile, took a bite of the bun and pretended not to know her little thoughts, and enjoyed the sumptuous breakfast with peace of mind.

At about nine o'clock, Chen Li'an arrived at the Beijing Film Studio. As soon as he met the crew, they went to the filming location together.

Huo Jianqi became obviously anxious and nervous at this time, and he kept reading the storyboards on the way to the set.

The rest of the crew were not so nervous. After all, they had not crossed over into another industry and were doing their own jobs. It was just Huo Jianqi, an art designer who switched careers to become a director, who was so nervous that he almost infected the rest of the crew.

Chen Li'an closed his eyes and recuperated, still thinking about the role in his mind. Disabled athletes were very unfamiliar to Chen Li'an. He had been in Venice before and had no time to observe the characters and understand this group. The only understanding was in Video of the Paralympic Games watched in Venice.

I don’t know if it was Chen Li’an’s calmness that made Huo Jianqi, who was sitting next to him, feel more at ease. He put down the script in his hand, touched Chen Li’an and said, “There will be a professional to give guidance later, you and him. Talk more.”

Chen Li'an opened his eyes and asked, "Is he a disabled athlete?"

"Yes, actually this story is based on him." Huo Jianqi explained.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Li'an breathed a sigh of relief. With such a prototype, he would have someone to observe, and he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to understand the hearts of disabled athletes.

But what surprised Chen Li'an the most was that the characters in the script actually had prototypes. The male protagonist in the script was a football forward. His leg was blown off when he participated in the counterattack, but he refused to admit defeat and became a disabled athlete. Also broke the sprint record.

This is the real man of God!

However, Huo Jianqi said at this time: "He is no longer an athlete and has gone into business, but he has won five gold medals in total and is a very powerful athlete."

The crew's car soon arrived at a training base for the track and field team. The place was small and only had two rows of dormitories and an old playground. The conditions were very crude and difficult.

Chen Li'an looked at the dilapidated track in front of him and was filled with emotion. How could such a dilapidated track train a group of outstanding athletes and how much effort they put in under such conditions.

Maybe he could do something for them. Chen Li'an's soles rubbed against the track, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Director Huo, you are here." A tall man walked over. His walking posture was a little awkward in a pair of trousers in the summer. It seemed that he was the prototype of the protagonist of the movie.

Chen Li'an walked over and carefully observed his expression and walking posture. After he finished greeting Huo Jianqi, he stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Chen Li'an."

"Hello, hello." Sun Changting smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Chen Li'an's hand. His palm was large and strong.

Sun Changting looked at Chen Li'an carefully and then turned to Huo Jianqi and said, "This is the leading actor of the movie, he is much more handsome than me."

"No prize. As an actor, you rely on your reputation to make a living. I can't compare with you." Chen Li'an said politely, and then asked: "I wonder if I can talk to you later?"

"Of course you can, but I don't have much time. I have to rush back to Jinmen in the evening." Sun Changting then explained: "But as long as I have time, I will come over and take a look."

Being a boss in business will naturally make you busy. Chen Li'an could understand, so he said: "Then let's hurry up. I'm very curious about your deeds. I don't want to do a bad job and damage your heroic image." .”

Sun Changting laughed loudly and said: "What kind of hero is not heroic? Let's go over there and chat."

With his hearty laughter and strong body, it was really hard to tell that he was a disabled person. Chen Li'an was slightly one step behind Sun Changting, observing his every move.

Arriving in the shade downstairs of the dormitory building, Sun Changting took out a box of cigarettes and handed one to Chen Li'an, lit it and took a puff before saying: "My story is actually very simple. It's about a man who broke his leg and refused to admit defeat and struggled hard. "

"Some stories look simple, but there is a lot of hard work and sweat behind them." Chen Li'an glanced at Sun Changting's legs and said: "There are only a few people in the world who can break the world record."

Speaking of the world record, Sun Changting said excitedly: "I still remember the feeling at that time. I didn't expect that I could break the world record at first."

Perhaps because they were talking about his glorious history, Sun Changting kept talking for a long time, and Chen Li'an kept listening silently. Looking at the high-spirited Sun Changting, he could intuitively feel the passion in his heart.

After talking about winning the gold medal and breaking the world record for a while, Sun Changting smiled sheepishly and said, "This has little to do with the plot of the movie. Let me tell you about my training at that time."

Chen Li'an nodded and watched as Sun Changting unzipped his trousers and exposed his prosthetic limbs.

Sun Changting patted his prosthetic leg and said: "Wearing this thing is very painful, especially in summer when it is easy to sweat. If it wears out, it will feel really uncomfortable."

Chen Li'an bent down and took a closer look and said, "Can you tell me how it feels during walking and training?"

Sun Changting put down the trousers he was carrying, and then said with some regret: "Training is hard and tiring, but when I run, it makes me forget that I am a disabled person. The faster I run, the faster I forget that I am a disabled person." .”

Sun Changting took two steps as he spoke, and then said: "Actually, it is uncomfortable when walking. It is psychologically uncomfortable. The slower the speed, the more clearly you can feel the presence of the prosthetic limb."

Chen Li'an smoked a cigarette and watched quietly as Sun Changting told his story and his feelings word by word, and the character building in his heart gradually became fuller and more three-dimensional.

Even the posture of his right leg gradually changed into the same shape as Sun Changting. This imitation does not involve any discrimination or joking, just to better fit the character's image.

Sun Changting also noticed Chen Li'an's posture, and did not feel humiliated. He said with appreciation: "You are really good actors. You can almost imitate it after just a few glances."

"There's still a long way to go. Although the movements are similar, the feelings in my heart will always be different." Chen Li'an shook his head, then glanced at the set that had been set up on the playground, stamped out the cigarette butts and said, "Please treat me at noon. Eat, then ask for advice, I’ll go take pictures first.”

Sun Changting nodded with a smile and joked: "I should treat you to dinner. If you are so handsome and play me, I will make a lot of money."

"No, if you only praise me for being handsome, you are denying my acting skills. This is not a good evaluation for an actor." Chen Li'an joked back, and then ran towards the set.

Sun Changting looked at Chen Li'an's running posture. He was stunned for a moment and then couldn't help but said: "It looks really similar to him. I don't know, I really thought he had bad legs and feet."

The staff at the studio were stunned when they saw Chen Li'an running over. What happened? His foot was twisted? Or have you already assumed the role?

Huo Jianqi looked at Chen Li'an's running posture, and then glanced at Sun Changting in the distance. A glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. It was so similar! It’s so similar!

Not only the running posture, but also the energy in his eyes were different. In the morning, Huo Jianqi felt that Chen Li'an looked sluggish, but now he immediately turned into a motivated athlete.

Huo Jianqi couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Wang Qianyuan. He played an athlete who lost an arm, but there was no way to compare with Chen Li'an in terms of form or spirit.

What a difference! The gap between actors is the same as the gap between athletes. The gap between those who can break world records and those who are ranked last is a gap that may not be surpassed in a lifetime.

Wang Qianyuan felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment. She originally thought that her acting skills would be better than Chen Li'an's, but she was also a sophomore at the Chinese Theater Academy, so how could she be outclassed by Chen Li'an.

Moreover, Chen Li'an is still an artist and a part-time actor. Is there such a big gap between people?

Wang Qianyuan also felt a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat. In the play, he and Chen Li'an trained together to compete with each other. Now this emotion perfectly fits the character's state.

Huo Jianqi's eyes lit up slightly when he looked at Wang Qianyuan. He felt energetic and had a feeling!

Chen Li'an's performance inadvertently triggered the catfish effect!