The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

On the 21st, Fu Ling followed the program group to rehearse several times.The actor who plays the father is a judge-level actor, Jiang Baolin, who is also a resident guest of "Acting as the Voice of the Heart".

There are a total of three resident guests in "Acting as the Voice of the Heart". In each episode, each guest will team up with a flying guest to complete a script together.Jiang Baolin has won many awards at home and abroad, but has never participated in a variety show, but this time he was invited, in the final analysis, he had the same idea as Zhang Shuping - to find some young actors with potential and pass on the performance.

The rehearsal effect was very good, and the ultimate rehearsal on the 22nd even made the director cry in front of the monitor.

"Our story is very realistic, and it can bring the audience some thinking about farewell."

During the interview, Jiang Baolin said this.

Originally, the interview time was set at 10 minutes, but their program was in the first place, so there wasn't that much time.Fu Ling entered the scene relatively slowly and stayed in the dressing room. Jiang Baolin only said one sentence and went back to the dressing room.

At 17:30, the audience had already entered the arena. The director team sent people to the warm-up scene to mobilize the audience's emotions and asked all fans to put away the light boards so as not to affect the actors.Fu Ling in the dressing room went through all the lines in her heart, holding Xu Guanrong's hand all the time.

At 17:45, the warm-up at the front desk ended, and the resident guests took their seats.Jiang Baolin went up for a cutscene, waited for the spotlight to move away from him, and went backstage as soon as he sat on a chair.At the same time, Fu Ling was also brought over to wait.At this time, he was already in the form of a patient, his limbs were dull, and his eyes were slack.

At 18:00, the recording of the program begins and the host enters the venue.Then, after about 10 minutes of introduction and introduction of performers, the stage manager notified them to be in position.

Since the role of the father has to quarrel with people in the vegetable market, Fu Ling has no part in the first 2 minutes.Sitting on the hospital bed, he thought about what Zhang Shuping taught him, imagined the camera in front of him as a small fly in the scene, and fully integrated into the role of Zhao Pingjian.

Boom!Boom!thump...

His heartbeat gradually stabilized. He closed his eyes and took three breaths. When he opened his eyes again, it was Zhao Pingjian.

The door of the ward was opened, and a gray-haired middle-aged man walked in with an insulated bucket.He put the thermos bucket on the bedside table, leaned the bag of vegetables aside, and asked the people on the hospital bed whether to drink water or eat first.

The weak Zhao Pingjian sat up from the hospital bed, and slowly pulled the hat he was wearing because his hair fell out.There was a striking black spot under his eyes, and he didn't sleep all night last night.He leaned against the head of the bed with difficulty, looking at the busy father in front of him:

"Dad, I have something to tell you..."

Father immediately came over: "Hey, tell me."

Zhao Pingjian's pouty lips moved: "I want to go home, and I don't want to be treated."

The benevolent smile on the father's face froze, but only after a froze, and a father's calm smile resumed: "You silly boy, what are you talking about?"

The voice of blame was very gentle.

"I asked the doctor, I don't have many days. In the last period, I want to spend at home. The hospital is cold, I'm afraid."

Father dipped a cotton swab in water and moistened his mouth bit by bit: "What are you afraid of? The hospital has good equipment. If a new medicine comes out tomorrow, your illness will be cured?"

Zhao Pingjian turned his head aside to prevent the cotton swab from touching him.His throat rolled, as if stabbed with thorns:

"The cost of the hospital is too high, and I don't want to live in it. Dad, I got this disease... I am not filial to walk in front of you, and I can't provide you with old age. But, you should save some money for yourself anyway." Children’s pension money.”

These words exposed the scar that my father had just healed, and scarlet blood gushed out in an instant.His hand holding the cotton swab began to tremble, and the old veined skin seemed to be splitting.After several times of persuasion, the son still did not change his mind. Finally, he became angry, which was different from the anger at the vegetable market before.

"My father, I can still move! I'm not a waste, can't I earn money after spending money!"

"When you give birth to a son, you have to raise it! If you get sick, you have to get treatment! Isn't it just a sickness? What can I do? Isn't it natural for a father to spend money for his son? I can't do the thing of abandoning my wife and son!"

"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? Everyone is afraid that the family will leave you alone, and you are afraid that I will spend money for you? Do you know that if Dad delays your illness and loses a day of life, Dad will be afraid. !"

Father has a bad temper, which can be seen from his quarrel with the vegetable vendor.He flew into a rage, and the sound of cursing almost knocked the ceiling down.But Zhao Pingjian didn't respond, he just raised his head silently and glanced at his father.Those eyes were bloodshot, and the tears kept rolling in the sockets, but they never fell.A man's tears never fall easily.But it was also because he didn't cry out loud that it was even more heartbreaking.

"Dad, I know it's hard for you...but I have something to say. I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance to say it in a few days."

After my father yelled, all the strength in his body was exhausted.So he just sat down in the chair, wiped his face vigorously, and didn't make a sound.

Zhao Pingjian grinned his lips, wanting to smile to make his father feel better.But, smiling on the face, crying in the heart.

"People say that you can't be a husband and wife without complaints, and you can't be a father and a son without hatred. But I am quite happy as my father's son. Really. You and your mother love each other so much, and I have a happy native family. I am very grateful... ...But Dad, you are very kind to others, but you always owe me a little bit of meaning to yourself. I know that you usually bring me meals, saying that you have eaten at home, but Actually, just take two green onions and make do with it... I see that you have lost weight recently, and my heart hurts."

"I'm actually not afraid of death. I'm only afraid of you. From now on, there will be no one at home, and I will be alone. I won't eat well, and I won't sleep well. In fact, people get together and part ways. This is true for friends and family members. I am content with being a family member with Dad.”

"22 years ago, you and my mother brought me into the world. There will be a day when we will be together, and there will be a day when we will be apart. It's nothing, really. In fact, death is not scary. To die is to go away.. ...life is always going on, I don't want to see Dad sad in the sky. I don't want to see you, because I am sad."

"Dad, I love you."

Zhao Pingjian's words were very sincere, until he finished speaking, two tears fell down, but he quickly wiped them away.

Father is not made of iron, he also has heart and flesh and blood, so he cannot accept the death of his relatives.But pain can't solve the problem. Life is already so hard. During the last period, you should be happy.

The trembling hand waved twice in the air, signaling Zhao Pingjian to stop talking.He took a deep breath, let the smell of the hospital's disinfectant swirl in his lungs twice, and finally felt better, before opening his mouth slowly:

"Eat first, eat... After eating, I will go through the discharge procedures... Let's go home!"

Zhao Pingjian finally laughed. He dragged his sick body around and went to get the thermos bucket on the cabinet.

"So, where's the onion?" He asked.

The father and son looked at each other, and then laughed heartily.

chap!

My father pinched off the heads of the scallions, one for each person, and then divided the food in the thermos into two portions.In the last minute, the two of them didn't have a single line. All they could hear was the crisp "click" sound when biting off the green onions, and the sound of the spoon colliding with the bowl.

It is pyrotechnic, the sound of life.

"CUT!" The director took off the earphones in front of the monitor, got up slowly, and bowed deeply to the two of them, "Thank you, both of you!"

After the shooting is over, the actors will go to the stage after tidying up a little, accept a short interview with the host, and talk about their feelings about this creation.Then go to the guest seats to watch the next group of performances.

At this time, a video camera will be connected to the big screen on the stage in the background, and it will be played for about 1 minute until the host is in place, say a few interlude words, and invite them to the stage with grand applause.

It's just that there was no host on stage for that short 1 minute.All the attention of the audience is of course on the big screen.Ever since, everyone saw that Fu Ling, who had just finished the performance, ran quickly towards a figure next to him.The camera followed Fu Ling to rotate the camera, and after capturing the person he was embracing, he realized that this person could not be on camera, so he quickly turned the camera around and ran to take pictures of Jiang Baolin.

However, even the flashes of sparks were spotted by sharp-eyed viewers.

"Who was that just now?"

"At first glance, he is very close to Fu Ling, so he must be her boyfriend."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"It's definitely not an assistant. I think that person is wearing a suit. Although I can't see his face, that suit is definitely expensive, and he is definitely not a small person."

The audience chattered and chattered. Of course, there were only a few people who saw the figures, and most of them were still immersed in the small film, unable to extricate themselves, and shed tears.

The hostess cried almost from the beginning to the end, and used this 1 minute to quickly touch up her makeup and hurried on stage.

"Little crying bag, the makeup is all over." Xu Guanrong sent Fu Ling to the waiting area, and wiped his tears with a tissue.

Fu Ling hugged him tightly, like a stray dog ​​that met a new owner after being abandoned by its owner.

"Boss, I suddenly feel so relaxed, unprecedentedly relaxed." He buried himself on Xu Guanrong's shoulder, his voice muffled, "It seems that not only is the performance over, it seems that the stone buried in my heart suddenly fell off."

Xu Guanrong patted him on the back lovingly, "I know, you can definitely do it. The audience's response was very good just now, and you did a great job."

"Boss, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to do so well."

When he said this, Jiang Baolin was also brought over by the field manager to wait for the scene, so he coughed in a serious manner, successfully separating the two of them.

"Cough-cough-"

Fu Ling hurriedly said: "Ah, of course, and I also want to thank Mr. Jiang for his guidance."

After performing a good show, Jiang Baolin himself found it enjoyable, so he laughed loudly:

"I can't talk about directing, it's just communication! Fu Ling, I didn't expect your explosive power to be so strong. You were already excellent during the rehearsal, but you were even better during the official performance!"

Fu Ling said modestly: "No, the main thing is to play against Mr. Jiang. You brought me in, so the emotion is here."

"Haha, no matter what, we had a great time cooperating in tonight's match! If there is an opportunity in the future, we should cooperate more!"

"sure!"

The two were chatting, and the host's voice came from the stereo:

"Let us give warm applause to the actor who gave us such an excellent work tonight—Jiang Baolin, Fu Ling!"

Fu Ling was brought to the opening and closing door of the stage. Before the door opened, Xu Guanrong who was not far away blew a kiss.

Jiang Baolin took the sweetness of the two into his eyes, and when the door opened, he walked towards the host, and asked in a low voice:

"When will you have your wedding wine?"

Fu Ling chuckled: "Oh, it's not that fast yet!"