Entertainment: Starting from playing the role of the villain in the competition

But Wu Zong did it.

He pinched the audience's feelings to an extremely precise position, making the audience's hearts reach an absolute neutrality and balance!

And this kind of balance will neither make the audience feel sorry for the tree.

Without making the audience hate the villagers.

This is a kind of extreme control over acting skills!

This is the 'god' that Wu Zong found after half a month!

Yang Mi covered her mouth lightly, as if a huge wave was set off in her heart!

She knew that Wu Zong's acting skills were already at a height that she would never be able to catch up with in her entire life!shake.

Chapter 210

"What are you talking about, hahahaha..."

The wedding was still going on lively, and Gao Peng also knew that the tree was talking nonsense, so he laughed and gave the tree a nudge.

Shuyi lost his footing and staggered half a step backwards, stepping on the shoes of the village tyrant Erzhu who took the lead in booing just now.

Erzhu's white leather shoes were newly bought, and they were shiny with shoe polish.

Suddenly being stepped on by a tree, Erzhu couldn't help feeling angry, and stretched out his hand to push the tree twice.

However, the tree was already smiling, as if someone was joking with him.

Seeing the tree laughing and following the bride and groom, surrounded by the villagers, they walked into the yard. Erzhu took out a handkerchief from his pocket with a look of disgust, and glared at the tree's back angrily while polishing his shoes.

"Fuck, idiot..."

Shu didn't know how the Erzhu behind him scolded him, and it seemed that he didn't want to know either.

The big pot of rice and flowing water wedding banquet in the countryside began, and he sat at the same table with his other good buddy 'Yi Xin' who grew up and got along very well in the city.

During the dinner, Yixin asked Shu: "Hey Shu, don't you have something to tell me?"

But I saw that Shu looked confused, and the muscles on his face grinned unnaturally, affecting his red face with frostbite.

"It's nothing... just... um... chatting for a while..."

Shu held a cigarette in one hand and vegetables in the other, and was a little slurred.

"Both of us, why are you being so polite?" Yixin took a bite of the food and put her arms around Shu's shoulders: "Tell me quickly, what's the matter."

Shu sucked his teeth, leaned into Yixin's ear, and said nonchalantly, "Well... let me ask you, do you still need someone..."

It can be seen that the tree is a person with a lot of self-esteem.

However, such a person with a lot of self-esteem is a pastime tool for the whole village.

This is simply too heavy.

In the end, Yixin just had a laugh with Shu, saying that she would "consider it".

Tree didn't say anything more, just pretended not to care and nodded, saying yes.

Then, he picked up the plastic wine glass, stood up, and walked unsteadily to Er Zhu Na's table.

The tree was a little drunk, and he was a little unsteady when he walked, and he didn't even know that the contents of the glass had spilled on his pants.

"Ah, here comes the tree."

The villagers on the side sat down while leaning on the swaying tree.

"Come on, pour white for Brother Shu and me!"

Erzhu said, with a social air on his face.

"Then...brother..."

The tree held the cigarette, and in that indifferent manner, he said to Er Zhu in a joking tone:

"You... occupy our house and don't even say hello."

It can be seen that he is working hard to raise himself to a position where he can talk to Erzhu on an equal footing.

But alas, he is nothing.

He even pretended to be very clumsy about his social atmosphere and gossip.

Yang Mi no longer knew that this was the first time she had sighed.

So depressing.

Every word and deed of the tree, the humbleness in the bones revealed in every action and the deepest self-esteem in the heart formed a strong contrast, which made Yang Mi breathless.

"You know what, this is to create a perfect new life for you, don't you know," Erzhu said, holding up his wine glass: "Don't say anything, let's do it alone, come on."

"That's it... we're just talking about it, and after a while... we have to help people with work."

The tree declined.

"Aren't you giving your brother face?"

Erzhu took back the wine glass with some dissatisfaction.

"So, let's... drink as we die at night..."

The tree is talking about the scene, and it looks decent.

But, why did the people in the village regard him as a decent person?

"That night is not night, now is not now!"

"You... are you not giving brother face..."

"What's wrong, I'm embarrassing you? Is it not embarrassing you?"

Erzhu stared at the tree.

Because the tree stepped on his shoes before, he was angry in his heart, and now he found a reason to vent his anger.

"Hiss, hey, let me tell you what's wrong with you." Erzhu stood up and walked aggressively to the side of the tree: "I'm talking to you."

The tree didn't dare to look at him, but the two pigs pinched the tree's face relentlessly, and forced him to turn around: "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, everyone stepped forward to dissuade them.

And Shu's self-esteem finally prevented him from sitting like this.

I saw the tree standing up, swaying, and said with some lack of confidence: "You... just rely on your brother-in-law being the village head, pretending to be awesome..."

"What am I pretending to be?"

Erzhu couldn't believe it, a tree that was regarded as an object of fun, dared to say that about him in front of so many people.

"Acknowledge my mistake, you quickly admit my mistake."

"I'm fucking talking to you! Admit my mistake!"

The second pig yelled at the tree and pushed him hard.

Seeing that there was a sudden commotion here, the people on the side came over to dissuade them.

However, Er Zhu still insisted:

"Kneel down! Kneel down and admit my mistake!"

"Have you heard! Don't say I don't give you face! Don't drag me! You can't hear me when I talk to you!"

"Get up! Don't leave for me! Come back!"

A group of villagers came over to persuade them to fight.

The groom, Gao Peng, dragged Shu, who was at a loss but pretended to be calm, into the room with a dull expression.

And Erzhu broke into the house reluctantly.

Gao Peng's mother hurried up to dissuade him.

"Oh, it's okay, it's Gao Peng's happy day today, you're almost done..."

"I'm just talking about you! Did you hear me! Kneel or not, ah! Do you kneel or not!"

Erzhu tried his best to shake the dissuading people, pointed at the tree's nose, and roared aggressively.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

And the sluggish tree at the side finally slowed down at this time.

He moved two steps slowly, his lips trembled, and he said, "Brother..."

"Ah...brother..."

The crowd was still persuading, their voices even covering the trees.

"Okay, okay, let's go out..."

"Stop making trouble...it's a happy day."

"Almost got it..."

"Let him talk, wait! You let him talk!"

Erzhu interrupted everyone, wheezing and tugging at the leather jacket, staring at the tree.

"There were too many people outside just now, my brother is wrong,"

The tree spoke vaguely, with both hands half-raised in the air at a loss.

Then, his knees softened, like a puddle of mud, and he knelt down beside Erzhu's feet with a thud!

"Brother... Kneel down for you..."

Yang Mi closed her eyes and stopped looking at the tree on the monitor.

Then, she couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, she stood up and quietly walked out of the shooting site, found an empty corner, and lit a lady's cigarette.

She has not smoked for a long time.

But watching this drama made her panic.

She had to find something to cushion her emotions a little.

Ghost knows how Wu Zong wrote this movie.

In just a short scene, Yang Mi felt the suffocating oppression hidden under numbness.

Then, Wu Zong, who played the role of tree, was under such huge psychological pressure when he was acting.

This play is simply a double destruction of an actor's spirit and body.

Yang Mi took a deep breath of the cigarette.

But at this moment, a hand reached out from behind and took the cigarette away from her hand.

"It's enough to take two puffs, let the media take pictures of you, and it's time to sweep you up.".

Chapter 211

It's Wu Zong.

It took only half a cigarette for Yang Mi to come out, and Jia Zhangke called out.

The play is over again.

Wu Zong's standard equipment.

He took the cigarette in Yang Mi's hand, put it in his mouth, then put his hands into his cuffs, squatting on the side like a rural idler.

Looking at Wu Zong, who was smoking a cigarette and looking at the fields in the distance, Yang Mi realized that when she was watching the scene from the sidelines, she didn't think for a second that the person in the monitor was Wu Zong.

He is the tree.

This is Wu Zong's terrifying acting skills.

Thousands of people.