This benefactor is not too cold

Days passed by without any haste, and on the day when the first snow fell, Chen Mo's knee injury was almost healed, and the second game also kicked off.

The curtain was raised, and Meng Jianan read slowly: "The beautiful lanterns are wrapped around the branches, and the orchid boats are untied, and the spring is clearing away the sorrows and the wind is flowing. The fire trees and silver flowers enter the west building. After dusk, the bright moon shines on the water and people are still there."

"Everyone must be very puzzled, why did we release such a trailer for a show that competes with acting skills, so today I, Lao Meng, are here to reveal the mystery to everyone."

"Acting is actually a very ingenious art. It requires the performer to have spirituality. What is spirituality is reflected in the actor's perception of external things and understanding of the things he recognizes. The poetry and songs of our country have always had a long meaning. It is characterized by a short poem, which instantly depicts the joys and sorrows of the characters described in the poem, but it also needs to be understood by those who understand. One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi, some When people look at a flower, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a flower, but some people can read all living things from it. This round of competition is to interpret the artistic conception experienced by the contestants in the given poems so as to embody acting skills."

"Because poetry is used as the script, there is no predecessors to compare the interpretation of the work. Every contestant is the creator and pioneer of his own work. You don't need to surpass anyone, and you don't need to imitate anyone. The only thing you need to do It is to be responsible for one's own story, and to use one's acting skills to impress all the mentors present."

"This round of competition adopts the method of lottery. There are single-player interpretations and two-player interpretations. After each contestant draws a topic, there is only two hours of preparation time. The time is tight and the tasks are heavy. This also tests your ability to perform on the spot. Not much to say, the next home game will be handed over to you.”

It has to be said that this is the first time in many shows that the actors are required to direct and act in the script. Several contestants, like Pei Yucheng, were caught off guard.

Because this time the column team wanted to show the audience a personal show of acting skills, so the two of Ciao were also separated. Pei Yucheng, who was preparing in the background, looked at the number plate and poems in his hand and leaned on the table, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the next round."

Xia Lili took it from his hand: "Number 7, single person, with Huang on the left, Qing Cang on the right, Jinmao Qiuqian and Juan Pinggang."

After thinking about it: "This is also simple, just borrow a yellow dog, and the clothes in the costume group are in place. Spirituality is spirituality, but it can't prevent everyone from having a different opinion. Let's do something unique." Follow Pei Yucheng to go out.

Chen Mo looked at Xia Lili who was holding the winning ticket before unfolding the satin in his hands: "Number 5, two people, empty twirling flowers and empty leaning on the door, empty with a faint mark between the eyebrows. That spring, I remember the name of my slave, A-Chu."

As soon as I finished reading it, I heard someone calling me, the voice was sweet but not coquettish.

When Sun Qian called Chen Mo, Chang Si was the first to look over. Their eyes met in the air, and Sun Qian froze in place as if struck by lightning, forgetting what to say, her thin lips opened and closed slightly, and then lowered She turned her head, her eyes flickered, as if she wanted to look directly at her, but she was a little bit shy. I wonder if the blush was applied evenly, and her entire cheeks were dyed with a light layer of peach blossom color.

Chen Mo slightly raised his eyelids, and his eyes swept across the two people who were looking at each other.

The smile is appropriate and appropriate, neither too close nor alienated: "What's the matter, sister Qian?"

Only then did Sun Qian come to her senses and explain her intentions: "You are also number 5, right? We are going to act in a rival scene later. Let's conceive the plot together, is it good for the opposite play?"

Chen Mo: "OK."

The two walked to the open space on the other side.

In the process of compiling the storyline, Sun Qian's gaze stayed in the direction of Chang Si from time to time, and then quickly retracted, repeated many times, during which he hesitated to speak, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, she took a deep breath and asked Chen Mo: "Is that person your assistant?"

Chen Mo's gaze was fixed on the information found on the mobile phone, and he didn't look up as if he didn't care: "Yes."

Sun Qian asked again: "Why is he wearing a mask all the time?"

Chen Mo paused: "I have injuries on my face, I don't want to be seen by others."

Just when Chen Mo didn't know why he was lying, he heard Sun Qian's voice filled with distress: "How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

Chen Mo looked directly at her: "Sister Qian, I think our focus now should be on the next performance, what do you think?"

Chen Mo's tone was light, but Sun Qian could hear that he seemed to be angry. It was only because of his own selfishness that the progress was delayed, and the temperature on his face that had just calmed down rose again, and he said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this... ..."

Chen Mo nodded and didn't say anything more, and didn't ask her to say anything more: "Let's continue the show."

Sun Qian responded and began to catch up with Chen Mo's progress.

Two hours passed quickly. The story decided to be performed took place in the provocative spring when the peach blossoms were pressing on the branches. In the boundless spring scenery, there are always moving and beautiful stories brewing silently, but the ending is unexpected. It must be as expected.The story the two want to tell is a past that was born because of peach blossoms, and passed away with the flowering period, and finally died without a problem.

The voice of the narrator sounded: "Last year today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people are red. The faces don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. The encounter between a down-and-out scholar and a woman who lives in a country villa is unexpected. The heart is pounding, it is the Jin Chao Yulu who wins when they meet but has countless determinations in the world, but half a day seems to have passed a lifetime. However, in the slow time of the past, some people really have a lifetime when they say goodbye, leaving mountains and rivers in vain. Xinghan longing for far away."

The camera team and the lighting team were in their positions, and the prop team arranged the scene. After a simple rehearsal, Chen Mo and Sun Qian went on stage.

The heroine, played by Sun Qian, is holding a book in a plain dress and stands under the peach blossoms in full bloom inside the door, lowering her eyes and sighing softly, her mind is like a fleeting image, and her heart is full of loneliness that no one can understand or no one can tell Sad, can not tell exactly what to expect.

"Du Du..." There was a knock on the door, one knock, two knocks, neither fast nor slow, like a returning visitor who had already known where he was going after traveling through mountains and rivers.

Surprise flashed across Sun Qian's face, and she murmured, "Who will come in this situation?"

Opening the door, the male protagonist played by Chen Mo has a clear face and handsome appearance, with his beautiful eyebrows stretched out like spring light, and he bows his hands in front of the door: "Girl, I'm thirsty on the way down, can I give you a bowl of water?" He spoke slowly. , unhurried, quite self-cultivated.Visibly tired, but calm.

Sun Qian lowered her head slightly, and blurted out after a brief hesitation: "Come in."

In an instant, regret appeared on his face again, with bits and pieces of shyness.

He led Chen Mo into the courtyard, fetched water himself, and handed it over. Later, he leaned on the peach branch and secretly looked at Chen Mo, his eyes lingering with anticipation.

And Chen Mo also looked at her while drinking water, his eyes were clear and there was no frivolity in them.

The two gazes collided, Chen Mo's expression did not fluctuate, but her face seemed to be burning, and her cheeks were flushed.

Chen Mo smiled lightly, naturally and calmly, Sun Qian's face turned even redder.

It's just that passers-by who meet by chance can't escape the doom of parting after all.

After drinking a bowl of water, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then suppressed the unfinished smile on his face, and held up the empty bowl with both hands: "It's getting late, I should go, thank you girl today."

Sun Qian raised her eyes and lowered her eyes again, she never took the empty bowl, but only signaled Chen Mo to put the bowl on the edge of the well.

Chen Mo nodded and stepped forward.

When the door was closed, a low but audible voice sounded from inside the door: "My lord, the servant's name is A-Chu." Three points of shyness, three points of reluctance and four points of reckless willfulness.