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Ling Jiale asked Shen Ge: "Do you think I should take this role?"

Shen Ge laughed: "Are you asking me?"

Ling Jiale nodded as a matter of course: "You said your brain is easy to use, can you give me an idea?"

Shen Ge lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, and said with distress and amusement: "You have to make up your own mind about this kind of thing, or ask the people around you."

Ling Jiale pursed her lips in disappointment, obviously there was no one around to say anything.

Shen Ge looked down at him, thinking of what his manager had done, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

His face straightened slightly, and he was much more serious than before: "I didn't think about acting or not, why did I audition before?"

Ling Jiale bit her lower lip, and said in a very conflicted manner: "Actually, I never thought about it. My agent kept urging me, saying that the opportunity Wang Xu gave me was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it wouldn't wait until it was out of date... I just thought about it and tried it first." , may not be able to pass.”

Shen Ge understood, take one step at a time, this is Ling Jiale's style of doing things.

"Then how did you feel after meeting Director Wang last time?"

Ling Jiale bit her lower lip and grinded her teeth for a while, then finally let out a long sigh: "I don't know...how do you feel?"

Shen Ge shook his head lightly, refused to answer his question, and asked again: "Then let's not talk about accepting the role. I have an audition in two days. Do you want to act in the next audition?"

He already made a decision in his heart, if Ling Jiale replied "I don't know" or "I haven't thought about it", he would definitely leave immediately and never waste time with him again.

"I think!" Ling Jiale nodded firmly, "I think I...was too nervous last time and didn't perform well."

The dark clouds in Shen Ge's eyes dissipated, and he smiled gently: "Okay, then let's talk about the audition. I'll show you a movie clip."

He came prepared and connected the mobile device he brought to Lingjia Lejia's rather advanced home theater.Pulling the blackout curtains, the two sat side by side on the sofa.

When the opening song played, Ling Jiale showed off to Shen Ge proudly: "How is the sound effect? ​​Is it better than a movie theater?"

Shen Ge pressed fast forward, stared at the screen to find the progress, and said lightly: "I don't know, I haven't been to the theater."

Ling Jiale was surprised: "Have you never been to a theater?"

Shen Ge glanced at him, then continued to stare at the screen: "I haven't been there, I don't have time. What do you go to the cinema to watch?"

Ling Jiale thought for a while, and sighed a little disappointed: "I haven't been to a movie theater for a long time. I didn't understand it when I was a child, and it seemed that they were all bad movies." Then he thought that all the movies he made were bad movies that others said , the mood suddenly became more depressed.

Shen Ge pressed play, "Okay."

What he let Ling Jiale watch was a clip of a suspense film Wang Xu made a few years ago - the heroine is a middle school teacher, one of her students was bullied on campus because her father was in prison, and the heroine found out and helped him.

This plot is mainly to reflect the intelligence and sense of justice of the heroine, not even counting the main plot, but Shen Ge specifically singles out this episode for Ling Jia to enjoy watching.

The thin boy was pushed, ridiculed, and questioned by his classmates. The boy kept his head down and said nothing.

Several sets of shots add up to less than 2 minutes.

Shen Ge pressed pause, and explained to Ling Jiale: "This paragraph and his earlier script..."

He closed his voice, paused for a moment, then stretched his arms, took out a tissue from the table and handed it over, and said with a smile, "What's there to cry about?"

Ling Jiale wiped away her tears, her voice was hoarse than usual, even nasal: "Good shot."

Shen Ge tilted his head to look at him, and echoed: "Yes, Director Wang can shoot, and the actors are also good at acting."

Ling Jiale threw the ball of wet paper on the table casually, "Go on, what about this script and his script?"

Shen Ge pinched the tissue with two fingers and threw it into the trash can next to it, "——they have something in common."

In the next few hours, Shen Ge took Ling Jiale to read the script and movie clips, all of which were related to the script, and not limited to Wang Xu's films, but also those of other great directors.

His original intention is simple.He felt that he was a film layman, and the script would eventually be expressed in the form of a movie, so it was easiest to explain the script in the language of the movie, but he didn't expect that this method was so suitable for Ling Jiale.

He found that Ling Jiale was really interesting, he was always indifferent to the words on the script, and he was very easily infected by the video clips.

He would laugh along with the happy plot, and immediately shed tears when he saw the depressing part.

After Shen Ge handed him a few tissues, he simply put the whole bag in his arms, and kicked the trash can to his feet.

Ling Jiale's face was fair and tender. After crying, besides her eyes were red, her cheeks were also red, and her nose was even redder. She looked very pitiful.

Shen Ge looked at him sideways, smiled and shook his head: "Aren't you so easy to cry? Why did it take so much effort to film crying scenes before?"

Ling Jiale stared with red eyes: "Did you watch my play?"

Shen Ge moved his tired shoulders, and leaned into the back of the sofa quite casually.

The two of them have been alone for a few hours, and they seem to be familiar enough, but they are also a little tired, and their body movements are much more relaxed.

Shen Ge put his hands behind his head, tilted his head to look at Ling Jiale, "Isn't it just for people to see?"

Ling Jiale's expression was embarrassing, and she turned her head to blow her nose.He can also identify good ones now. Compared with the ones he just watched, his acting is not even as good as the elementary school students in these movies.

The more Shen Ge watched him, the more he found it interesting, and couldn't help teasing him again: "Do you know why you were the one to play against in the first place?"

Ling Jiale threw the tissue into the trash can, turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

The smile on Shen Ge's face widened, a little bad: "I thought you were a professional and had the best acting skills, and I wanted you to take me with you."

Ling Jiale's face froze, and then she gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "You regret it!"

Shen Ge put his hands on his pillow, smiled leisurely and shook his head, without saying much.Actors like Min Huai'an are not qualified, but Ling Jiale has a second chance. He still hasn't figured out Wang Xu's standards.

Ling Jiale thought of something, "You recognized me because you saw my billboard the other day?"

Shen Ge nodded.

Ling Jiale's eyes rolled, "You don't watch TV, go to theaters, chase stars, or watch entertainment news. You are not interested in celebrities at all. How can you remember me just by looking at the billboard?"

Shen Ge's calm expression froze for a moment.

Ling Jiale watched the movie and script for several hours, her eyelids were swollen from crying, and when she mentioned this kind of thing, her head immediately became extremely bright.

He followed Shen Ge's eyes: "My billboards are so handsome, did you fall in love with me after seeing it?"

Shen Ge looked away unnaturally.

Ling Jiale was in high spirits now, and twisted her body to get closer to his face, "I really guessed right? Doesn't my appearance make you gay?"

Shen Ge turned his head helplessly, "Your billboard is indeed very handsome and amazing. But that kind of liking is very superficial——"

Ling Jiale was complacent, "I also like superficiality." He even continued to ask: "Then you treat me now—"

Shen Ge raised his hand and made a gesture of thanking him, "After seeing the real person, I was immediately disillusioned."

It took Ling Jiale a moment to understand what he was talking about, and rubbed her red nose embarrassingly, "I was in a bad mood that day, not against you."

"I see."

"Then...are you still angry now?"

Shen Ge shook his head.

"why?"

Shen Ge found it interesting again, and wanted to ask him, is it important whether he is angry or not?

"Are you really not angry?" Ling Jiale asked worriedly.

Shen Ge had no choice but to stretch out his hand and gesture in front of his face.

This little face has just been crying for a long time, and it is as delicate and lovely as a lotus emerging from water.

Shen Ge said sincerely: "Facing such... looks, it's really not easy to get angry."