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Needle drop can be heard.

Although it is impossible to fully simulate the environment of the shooting location, Chi Mo and Gong Yihang have fully entered the role at the moment.

The little policeman Chi Mo frowned, grasping the "gun" so hard that his knuckles turned white. He stared at the gangster Gong Yihang in front of him, and his teeth trembled when he opened his mouth.

"You can't escape, so just grab it."

Gong Yihang also holds a gun in his hand, but compared to Chi Mo, he is too calm.

A pair of eyes looked up and down Chi Mo's tightly pursed lips, and then raised one corner of his mouth, smiling recklessly and frivolously.

"Sir, you have been chasing me for so long. Are you tired?" He said, and took two steps towards Chi Mo.

Unexpectedly, it was only two steps before he was severely reprimanded.

"Don't come here! If you come here again, I'll shoot you!"

Gong Yihang stopped and shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.

"Are you willing to?"

Chi Mo became even angrier, and he yelled: "What is there to be reluctant about!" while loading the gun in his hand.

Gong Yihang's eyes dimmed. He raised the gun at an extremely fast speed and pulled the trigger. The target of the shot was not Chi Mo, but the foot of the "attachment" who was slowly approaching from behind Chi Mo.

The bullet served as a warning, and the little policemen did not dare to approach, so they had to stand where they were.

The frightened little policeman Chi Mo also shot at almost the same time, and the bullet sank into the shoulder of the gangster Gong Yihang impartially.

After Gong Yihang was hit, his body was pushed back and he knelt down uncontrollably. When he raised his eyes again, his face was pale, and some thin sweat leaked from his forehead.

"I said so! Put the gun down!"

The little policeman was frightened and shouted at the gangster with a trembling voice.

Gong Yihang smiled weakly and looked at him for a long time.

"Don't you want to know where the person is hidden?" He gasped as he spoke, "Come here. Come here, and I'll tell you."

Chi Mo didn't move, he just frowned and looked at Gong Yihang, as if he was judging whether what he said was true or false.

Seeing that he doubted himself, Gong Yihang actually threw the "gun" in his hand to him.

"Is it all right now? Come here."

Obviously already completely passive, but seems to be in control of the whole situation.

Chi Mo carefully kicked the "gun" away with his toes, looked at Gong Yihang suspiciously, and then approached slowly vigilantly.

two meters.

Chi Mo stopped.

"Warning you not to play tricks, otherwise we will be exhausted here, and you will lose too much blood to death."

Gong Yihang twitched the corner of his mouth weakly, as if trying to make his expression look more relaxed, but... obviously he failed.

"Come closer." His calm voice seemed to be bewitching.

Knowing that the little policeman would not be so easy to obey, he added weakly: "I don't have anything in my hand, what are you afraid of?"

It seemed that the injury was too serious, and Chi Mo could hear the second half of his sentence vaguely.

But he also understood Gong Yihang's meaning, moved his footsteps again, and walked forward about one meter.

In the blink of an eye, without any warning, Gong Yihang made a sudden effort and pulled Chi Mo into his arms.

At the same time, the "gun" raised by Chi Mo just hit Gong Yihang's chest.

There was a "bang", even if it wasn't aimed directly at the heart, it still hit the vital point.

Gong Yihang put his arms around Chi Mo and sighed when he received the fatal blow.

"That's great." His lips were pressed against Chi Mo's ear, and his breath was sprayed into the ear hole: "I can die in your hands."

After saying this, he fell backwards without strength, and Chi Mo reached out to grab it almost subconsciously.

He saw that Gong Yihang's face became paler and paler, and his lips trembled because of the pain.

My body was shaking non-stop, and I couldn't say a word.

Gong Yihang was lying on the ground, his eyes were crooked, with a faint smile.

"I've secretly let you go, and I've mailed the information you want."

Chi Mo froze in place. He wanted to say something, but his throat felt tight and he couldn't say a word.

Gong Yihang's gaze was fixed on Chi Mo's eyes.

Finally, Chi Mo heard him say the last sentence.

"Thank you."

……

……

Chi Mo was lost in thought.

He already knew that Gong Yihang's acting skills were good, but he never expected that under such limited conditions, he would be able to perform to such an extent without real objects.

Rather than saying that he has entered the state, it is better to say that he was brought into the state by Gong Yihang.

He thought, perhaps this could explain why he cried almost instantly when the gangster played by Gong Yihang said the three words "thank you".

This is a plot that was not originally arranged in the script. At the end of the script, it just said that the little policeman was stunned for a long time, and finally got up and called others to come.

At the end, there is no explanation of the follow-up of the little policeman, like an unsolved mystery, an open ending left for the audience to think about.

Chi Mo was a little distressed. He felt that his last tear had messed up the whole rehearsal, and he even worried that the same mistake would occur during the official shooting.

So he watched Gong Yihang get up from the ground like a normal person, patting his trouser legs casually, and couldn't help but speak.

"I just... did I have a problem with my acting?" He asked.

Gong Yihang didn't hear clearly for a while: "What?"

Chi Mo also stood up.He heard Xueqiu outside could not help but grab the door, so he walked over and opened the door of Gong Yihang's bedroom, even his voice was full of disappointment.

"I said... there seems to be something wrong with my performance just now."

Now Gong Yihang heard it clearly, but he didn't seem to understand why Chi Mo said that.

"What's the problem?" he asked him back.

Chi Mo muttered, bent over and picked up Xueqiu and walked towards the sofa in the living room. After passing by, he sat down with his buttocks down, his head hanging down.

"I feel that I shouldn't shed tears in the end. Originally, the screenwriter wanted to leave an aftertaste so that the audience can guess what the little policeman's feelings are for the gangster." He said, raising his face to look at Gong Yihang who had already followed , with an extremely serious expression: "But I feel like my tear was stamped in one drop, and it doesn't feel good."

Gong Yihang tilted his head to look at Chi Mo, seeing that he seemed really frustrated, but couldn't help laughing.

"What faction are you acting in?" he asked.

Chi Mo shook his head, that's what he studied in college, and he knew the faction that Gong Yihang said very well.

But this question stumped him, so he thought for a while before reluctantly answering.

"If you have to say it, be expressive."

The so-called expressionism does not emphasize starting from the self, but emphasizes first constructing a "role image" in the heart, emphasizing imitation.

This answer was obviously expected by Gong Yihang.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Then no wonder you ask that."

With that said, he moved closer to Chi Mo, almost looking down at him.

"If you were an experientialist, you wouldn't ask such a question."

The experiential school is to start from the self and live in the situation of the role.

"Why?" Chang Chi was puzzled now.

Gong Yihang smiled: "Because if I were to play your role, I would also cry in the situation just now."

Chi Mo was stunned, and before he had time to say anything, he heard Gong Yihang speak again.

"Because in that situation, those who really enter the role will not consider whether there is room for the audience to think." Gong Yihang pointed to his heart: "My true feelings are the most important. "