I'm super delicate

The former Xi Changlin did a lot of work to win this role.

The play is called "Magic Sun", which is adapted from the phenomenon-level ancient novel of the same name. It tells the story of the subjugated prince Lu Xiaogui who lurked next to the enemy country teacher Mu Xi Bei who led the army to break through the mountains and rivers of the old country for ten years, and finally got his wish and killed the enemy with his own hands. s story.

The male number one and male number two are naturally Lu Xiaogui and Mu Xibei, and the male number three Liu Shuangqing, although he doesn't have many roles, is a very popular character - because he died early and heroically, living in the memory of the protagonist, Treating people with gentleness and generosity, and being well versed in the ways of the world, he can be called the guiding light of the protagonist.

This film is aimed at winning awards, and if Xi Changlin can win such a role, the road ahead will be much smoother.

But Xi Changlin is at a disadvantage—he studied folk music, made his debut in a talent show, and turned to acting because of the downturn in the domestic music market—he is not a professional, but his foundation is not solid. Groped a little fur.

In order to seize this opportunity, Xi Changlin read the original "Magic Sun" no less than seven or eight times, and wrote more than ten pages of biographies of the characters. Not only Liu Shuangqing, but also other characters were dissected.For more than half a month, Xi Changlin didn't answer any other announcements, and practiced in front of the mirror all day, trying to make Liu Shuangqing come alive in him.

But now, Liu Shuangqing's role has been decided by default, and everything he has done has been in vain.

After too long, Xi Changlin's heart fluctuated little, but it didn't mean that nothing could be done.The expression on the face behind the tablet gradually became indifferent. Half an hour later, Jia Guoping sent Xi Changlin to the bottom of the apartment building.

This was allocated to him by the company, with a single room package, a total of [-] square meters.Open the door to the left is the kitchen, and there is a row of clothes hanging on the wall on the right. There is no wardrobe. If you walk in, you can see musical instruments hanging on the wall, such as guqin, guzheng, and pipa, and two guitars leaning against the corner.

These musical instruments are not expensive, and each can be bought for a few thousand dollars, but for Xi Changlin, it is also a large fortune.

After nine generations, after hundreds of years, Xi Changlin is still familiar with this house where he has only lived for three years.He turned on the ceiling light, dragged his slippers to the refrigerator, took out a box of yogurt and sliced ​​watermelon and dragon fruit, mixed them and ate them, and the cell phone left on the sofa never turned on once.

"How about the battery life of that 360-degree omni-directional high-definition invisible camera?" Xi Changlin opened the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the beautiful and expressionless face on the glass surface, he looked at the distant sky on the elevated road flickering in the heavy night rain. headlights.

"Charge for two hours and continue to work for two weeks. Isn't our product great!" After checking the manual, the system can't wait to give it a thumbs up.

Xi Changlin: "Jia Guoping has probably gone home, but put the cameras around him, can you do it?"

The system said o98k and went. Xi Changlin sat down at the desk, turned on the lamp, opened the dozen or so pages of biographies, and carefully read them all night.

The audition for "Magic Sun" started at nine o'clock in the morning. The location was on Qingming Mountain. A building called "Diancui Building" was built in the Ming Dynasty in a wooden structure imitating the Tang Dynasty. It is said that it was one of the filming locations. It was an investor private property.

Jia Guoping brought Xi Changlin to Diancui Building a quarter of an hour earlier. The former was not a gold medal agent, and the latter was too junior to greet Director Qin.After receiving the number, Xi Changlin sat in the corner of the waiting area, quietly drinking water from a thermos cup.

He lowered his eyelashes lightly, his bangs were softly attached to his forehead, and there was a trace of tranquility at the corners of his lips.The jacket is still white, with a round neck, which hides most of the beautiful collarbone, and only exposes the deep depression under the neck; the long sleeves cover the back of the hand, and the slender fingers with well-defined knuckles are loosely fastened on a gray, squat The middle part of the water glass makes the whole person extremely cute.

After sitting like this for a while, a low voice came from the door, Xi Changlin raised his eyelids, and met a man in a white shirt.This person's narrow and long phoenix eyes, with darker pupils, gently curved, outlined a gentle arc.

Gentle and gentle, it is really in line with Liu Shuangqing's temperament.This person is Duan Xibo.

Duan Xibo walked in side by side with another male artist, and Jia Guoping pointed out softly beside him, saying that it was Lou Yang who had just won the Best Supporting Actor Award at the Tokyo Film Festival.

Xi Changlin's expression was a little dazed. After the hand holding the water cup was visibly tightened, the eyes looking at Duan Xibo widened slightly, and his lips parted slightly. From the shape of his mouth, it could be seen that he was calling "Senior Brother", but after all No sound came out.

He lowered his eyes again, and Duan Xibo's gaze stayed on him for a moment, then sent Lou Yang to audition alone, and went to the director's assistant to get a number before returning to the waiting area.

There were many people here, Duan Xibo stood in front of Xi Changlin, put his hands on his shoulders, and softly called "Xiao Lin".

Xi Changlin shrank suddenly, and raised his head after a few seconds.His deep black eyes are extremely clear, and the eyes are clear and rippling, like spring water that is lightly wrinkled by the breeze, making people unable to help but feel pity.

Duan Xibo's breathing tightened a bit, and before he could speak, he heard Xi Changlin's cautious voice, "Brother, have you had breakfast yet?"

After such a long time, even Xi Changlin was surprised that he could remember the little details between him and Duan Xibo so clearly.

The two of them fell in love without telling their agent, and the number of times they had breakfast together was actually very small.The last time Xi Changlin asked Duan Xibo if he wanted breakfast was when Duan Xibo made him angry the night before.

They quarreled so much that time that they slept in separate beds at night, but the next morning, Xi Changlin was clearly still angry, waved the spatula twice, and asked: "Do you want breakfast?" Although it was cooked Just the simplest poached eggs.

Arguing with lovers, one of them slammed the door and took away the garbage bag at the door. When he came back, he bought the ingredients for the two of them, and the effect was similar.Angry is angry, but liking is still liking.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, a look of pain appeared in Duan Xibo's eyes.He took a deep breath, lowered his eyes and stared deeply at Xi Changlin: "I haven't eaten, have you eaten?"

"Then let's go together." Xi Changlin handed the thermos cup to Jia Guoping, and followed Duan Xibo out.

Diancui Building is a Ming Dynasty imitation of the Tang Dynasty building. It is majestic and magnificent. The main building is seven stories high, with deep red paint and stacked blue tiles. Under the clear sky washed by showers, it reflects dazzling light.The outside of the main building is flat and open, similar to a small square, with gardens in the east and west, quiet and deep.

The audition location was in Xiyuan, and the rest of the places were not open to the public for the time being. Duan Xibo and Xi Changlin stepped through the exquisitely patterned gate one after the other, and walked to a place where no one was there.

If it hadn't been lent out as a place for filming, the number of people visiting Diancuilou would not have reached today's number in a year, and there were no shops selling breakfast in the surrounding area, but Xi Changlin didn't want to have breakfast with Duan Xibo.

The young man turned the bag diagonally behind him to his front, opened it, and took out a transparent lunch box from inside.A sandwich lay inside, fried golden on the outside, with green lettuce and tender candied eggs, and sprinkled with pork floss—it was actually made in a sandwich machine.

Xi Changlin poked Duan Xibo's arm and handed him the sandwich without raising his eyes.The crow-black eyelashes drooped, completely covering the eyes, but the white jade-like fingertips trembled slightly, revealing some emotions.

"I can understand." There was a bit of bitterness hidden in the young man's clear voice, and the ending was soft and trembling, like a helpless flower drifting in the wind.The light golden sunlight poured on Xi Changlin's soft white T-shirt, which was a bit dazzling. When the fingertips of the two touched, Duan Xibo only felt icy cold.

"Boss Liu didn't do anything to me." Xi Changlin sniffed his nose and continued. He had a cold, and when he choked his throat a little, his voice became a little crying, "So, it's okay... Today's audition, brother You have to work hard..."

After speaking, he hastily withdrew his hands, and even staggered a little when he turned around.The wind in May blows the flowers and leaves, blowing the young man's dark hair, and the sun floats around him like broken gold, outlining the thin shoulders and slender waist, which is so fragile that it makes people feel heartbroken.

Duan Xibo took a few steps to chase after him, and when Xi Changlin found out, he quickened his pace and ran away like a rabbit.The man stopped in frustration, pursed his lips again and again, lowered his head, and stared at the lunch box in his hand.

Xi Changlin returned to the rest area, took the fat gray water glass from Jia Guoping, and took a sip of the mint water inside.The cool breath spread down his throat to his limbs, he stretched his legs and sighed comfortably.

Jia Guoping thought he was worrying about the role, and patted him on the shoulder in relief, "The main thing is to see and gain experience."

The young man didn't even raise his eyebrows, and didn't bother to talk to him.

Only the system knows what Xi Changlin is thinking, but he is very puzzled: "Boss, if you don't break up with such a man, will you save it for Children's Day?"

Xi Changlin took another sip of mint water, and then said slowly: "He sold me to a fat pig for the third male lead in "Magic Sun", and I only broke up with him, and got nothing else, what do you think? Is this appropriate?"

"What you said makes sense." The system sighed, "It should be squeezed out before throwing it away."

Xi Changlin raised his eyebrows calmly.

The order of the auditions went from first to second, and after sitting in the waiting area for almost three hours, it was finally Liu Shuangqing's turn.Xi Changlin's number was relatively high, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Jia Guoping said he was going through the motions to gain experience, but Xi Changlin didn't dare to take it lightly. Qin Dao, the director of "Magic Sun", is regarded as a figure in the first echelon of the domestic film industry. If you have the opportunity to show your face in front of him, you must take advantage of it.

Xi Changlin has been a bit of a fan lately. He has no seniority, no works that can be sold, and no backstage. He naturally got no response when he greeted Director Qin. Even the assistant who told him the beginning was impatient.

The young man's expression remained the same, but when he walked down to the center of the venue, his demeanor changed suddenly—he didn't audition for any of the three scenes required, but chose the scene before Liu Shuangqing's death.

Liu Shuangqing died tragically.

Once the gentle young man refitted, he carried twelve swords on his back and went to Xuanwu Terrace to save people. After the twelve swords were cut off, he was pierced by thousands of arrows and died.

In the original book, there is very little description of his expression when he was about to die. It only said that when Liu Shuangqing's last sword was cut off, he looked at the high platform and said, "I only wish to meet the frosty night again, and the three lanes of Gutong, until the incense turns to ashes." , then closed his eyes.

Liu Shuangqing knew that she was going to die.This is Xi Changlin's interpretation of him.

The light from the quaint carved lanterns is yellowish, reflecting on the blue bricks like a puddle of water.Xi Changlin stepped forward with both feet, and gradually straightened his slightly bent fingers. He raised his elbow again, drew two "long swords" from his back, and turned around to chop.

The corner of the plain white clothes rises and falls in mid-air with the movement, and under the light of the lamp, it draws an arc of light, which is dazzling and resolute.The young man's dark eyes were as deep as water, his lips were tightly drawn, and his hands were like lightning.

There was no sound of fighting, not a word of words, but it made people feel like they were there, and they came to the Xuanwu platform surrounded by heavy soldiers.

The young man wields a non-existent sword, facing the menacing enemy and turning around in a wrong step, sometimes leaning sideways to avoid, sometimes throwing the sword backhand, the corners of his clothes are flying, and the hair is falling.

When the sword broke, he drew the next one, and repeated it twelve times in total. When the last sword broke, his expression was the same, and his eyes never fluctuated in the slightest.

It can be said that it was too late and then so fast, the eyes that reflected the yellowish light suddenly opened, the straight back suddenly arched forward, and he staggered back half a step, but there seemed to be a strong force behind him, pushing him Fall forward.

Unable to escape or hide, he turned around and sat on the same spot, with thousands of arrows piercing through his heart, but a smile appeared on that face covered in cold sweat and death.

He didn't fall to the ground, but propped up his body with the last broken sword, looked in front of him lightly, then slowly closed his eyes, and said the only line.

The plain white jacket was yellowed by the reflection, the jet-black hair drooped because of the stoppage of movement, the eyelashes did not tremble, the nostrils did not flutter, the lip line was tightly drawn, awe-inspiring and pale.

Xi Changlin knelt in the center of the venue, like a statue made of jade.

It was silent, even the sound of breathing was inaudible. Director Qin stared at the young man kneeling in front of him, speechless for a long time.The young man slowly raised his eyes, smiled to meet Director Qin's gaze, then stood up and bowed slightly to him, turned around and left without saying anything.