Entering the entertainment industry too deeply

The three of them just took a break between changing the script, and drank water to wipe off their sweat one after another. Zhang Chi was a little into the scene, but he still couldn't get back, and sat on the chair in a daze, drinking water stiffly.

Qiao Qiao walked in front of Zhang Chi, as if he had discovered a new world, and praised him sincerely: "Zhang Chi, your acting skills are good, I think I can consider letting you play the male lead."

Zhang Chi sniffed: "Thank you."

The assistant handed over a piece of facial tissue, and he blew his nose hard. Seeing that Zhang Chi didn't care about her words, Qiao Qiao didn't care, but was just surprised: "Xu Chengqian is going to shoot another scene? I think this scene is good. With a suitable background music and a good level of tear-jerking, how else can he shoot?"

Luo Changning came over and handed Zhang Chi a bag of golden voice: "Take a piece."

Zhang Chi looked at him, Luo Changning changed his clothes again, without the blood, he felt a little better, but it was still uncomfortable, he lowered his head and swallowed a piece silently, Luo Changning sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhang Chi's hair a handful.

It was already half an hour after the revised script was delivered to them. The pages still smelled of freshly baked heat and ink. Zhang Chi, Luo Changning, and Gu Changting lowered their heads and concentrated on reading the script. Gu Changting's lines did not move. Du Heng and Wei Xiao have changed a lot—the lines have been changed less.

The original lines, Zhang Chi's, are gone.In the whole play, only Luo Changning was left as the lead.

But Du Heng, played by Luo Changning, is a dying man who doesn't even have a few lines. The bullet went through his lungs, his words leaked, and he has too many lines. One is that he is afraid of the audience's evaluation-I think Du Heng can still be rescued.The second is that Xu Chengqian insisted that the silent voice is the saddest, and the silent camera is the most shocking.

So many lines - a play!

The script reminded that Du Heng reviewed his short life before his death, Xu Chengqian came over and summoned Zhang Chi and Luo Changning to give a talk.

First to Luo Changning: "Changning, for me, I hope you can show a sense of hierarchy. Your eyes should have emotion, but it must not be love, family and friendship. I want you——When I didn't see Wei Xiao, I wanted to live. Feelings fell into Wei Xiao's arms, your blood has already flowed a lot, the bullet pierced through your lungs, and your body is cold, you will start to get tired, more and more tired, and more and more sad - because when people are about to die, they always don't want to Die, if you don't want to die, you will feel very sad, not to mention that Du Heng is full of hatred for himself all his life!"

"But in the end—" Xu Chengqian drooled and cleared his throat: "Finally, you can see for yourself how to act properly."

Zhang Chi: Damn, this Xu Datou is also a scumbag, this is for the actors to improvise.

Then Xu Datou went to see Zhang Chi again, and thought for a while: "Your brother is dead."

Zhang Chi couldn't take it anymore and yelled back: "Your brother just died!"

Xu Chengqian coughed twice: "Hey, why are you so unprofessional! Zhang Chi, let me tell you, you are not Zhang Chi now! You are Wei Xiao! Tell me, what are your feelings when you see your brother die? ?”

In fact, it is not easy for Zhang Chi to get into the movie. Filming and filming are not done step by step. In S City, he shoots the last scene first. He can only think about it himself. That scene is the most emotional. After filming, he is now in Hong Kong City , and then filming Wei Xiao and Du Heng's other scenes, there will be sequelae, and I accidentally use too much force-what do you do with such sad feelings, acting like Wei Xiao knows that his brother is going to die in the end!

His eyes were straightened, and his brain was spinning rapidly: "What kind of feelings, it's uncomfortable, but it's hard to feel uncomfortable. Seeing my brother die, I wish I could die too."

Xu Chengqian: "What the fuck are you talking about, be serious."

Zhang Chi rubbed his face: "It's sad, Du Heng died, and Wei Xiao probably knew how Du Heng lived his life, so when Du Heng died, he would be angry at first, but when he died completely, there was only sadness left. So what, things hurt their own kind?"

Xu Chengqian: "Don't use idioms indiscriminately." After thinking about it, "It's interesting."

Then give these two 10 minutes to figure it out for themselves.

After 10 minutes passed, not a second left, Xu Chengqian came over and scanned the three male actors, with a smile on his face and a very kind smile: "How about it, can we start now?"

Luo Changning nodded, Zhang Chi hesitated and nodded, and Gu Changting made an OK gesture, so the three male actors took their seats and the performance began.

Playing the board: "——"

In the camera, Luo Changning appeared, stumbling and running on the streets of the old city, the clothes on his upper body were dripping with blood, and Gu Changting called him from behind: "Du Heng! Don't move! The doctor will come right away!"

Luo Changning still stumbled and ran, when Zhang Chi appeared in front of him, with a stack of documents scattered in his hands, he quickly ran over and shouted: "Du Heng!"

Zhang Chi took out his mobile phone while running: "Jucheng Street! Just come in from the alley of Jiucheng Street! Someone is injured! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

He shouted, and when he reached Luo Changning's side, he knelt down and pulled him into his arms with trembling hands.

Luo Changning's face still had the desire to survive, but gradually, as time passed, he showed a very tired expression, like a traveler who has walked a long way and never stopped to rest. It was so long, he was too tired to walk, and now he finally came to the end.

Zhang Chi lowered his head, his eyes were facing Luo Changning's, and the two pairs of dark eyes were facing each other. Zhang Chi saw that the man's eyes seemed to be on fire. Looking at him, he didn't know that he was looking at him. Where.

The camera zoomed in very close, taking a close-up of Luo Changning and him, and then the fire in Luo Changning's eyes became weaker and weaker, and gradually returned to calm.

Gray sky, gray world, through these eyes, he heard a quiet voice: "Mom."

The world is turned upside down, clouds are passing by in the distance, it’s still summer, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window is so annoying, and the opera sound from the radio comes from downstairs, and grandma is listening to Yizhe Jiangnan. At this time, the female voice He is singing: The bird clothes alley is not surnamed Wang, the ghosts of Mochou Lake cry at night, and the owls live on the Phoenix Terrace.The dream of the remnant mountain is the most real, and the old environment is hard to lose.

Zhang Chi lowered his head, holding a thick photo album, but when he opened the photo album, there were not many photos in it. In the black and white photo, the man had a handsome face and a bookish smile. He wiped his eyes. Things are right and people are wrong, and the music and books are lonely.

"Mom, don't cry."

Chang Ning sat beside him, leaning on his small body, with a gentle breath.

Zhang Chi choked his throat, Xu Chengqian shouted: "Cut!"

Luo Changning got up, patted the dirt on his body, saw that Zhang Chi was in a daze, and patted him again, looking very understanding.

When Zhang Chi came back to his senses, it was rare for Luo Changning to understand his difficulties in acting, and said to him in a low voice: "No, just do it again, ten times, twenty times, thirty times, grind slowly, you can also see this The first scene is the most important, even I, Xu Chengqian, will not let it go easily."

But Zhang Chi recalled it abruptly at this moment, he was dazed, and stood up in a daze. The assistants ran over and handed the customary mineral water to their respective bosses. Zhang Chi looked at Luo Changning's back, and then knew that In the photo, the young man on the tombstone in the dream, Luo Yanhui - turned out to be Luo Changning's father.

Luo Changning didn't know if it was good words that didn't work and bad words that didn't work. This scene was turned upside down more than ten times. It took a total of fifteen times in the morning. Gu Changting and Luo Changning could barely hold on. The lines are gone.

It's just that Director Xu still has humanity, so he let them rest at noon, and he took some people to shoot some small scenes that were not important. After a two-hour break at noon, Luo Changning and Gu Changting looked completely new, and Zhang Chi was better, but he was still mentally exhausted.

Xu Chengqian walked in front of Zhang Chi with his representative eight-square step. Seeing that his eyes were tired, he was happy: "Come on, Xiao Zhang, can you go up?"

Zhang Chi smiled on the surface: "Go up, if you don't go up, you have to go up."

After all, it seems that the hero of Liangshan had no choice but to force himself up the mountain-he died bravely.

At this time, the fat screenwriter lingered over to Zhang Chi's side, saw Xu Chengqian sitting back in front of the camera, and thought of having a friendship with Zhang Chi with a glass of watermelon juice, so he pulled Zhang Chi off.

Zhang Chi didn't understand, so he looked at him, the screenwriter leaned over and whispered to him, "If you can't speak the lines, just look at Luo Changning's eyes, his eyes are interesting!"

Zhang Chi entered the stage in a daze, confused in his heart, he is always him, he can't play Wei Xiao, he is not a good actor, he can't play other people's endless twists and turns, sadness and joy, he can't play the other A person's life.

Luo Changning fell into Zhang Chi's arms. Zhang Chi trembled and looked down at him. He felt guilty, couldn't get into the play, and didn't even dare to look at Luo Changning, but a word in his heart seemed to encourage him, look into Luo Changning's eyes, his Eyes, play.

Zhang Chi looked at it carefully, and saw that there was an unquenchable fire in the man's eyes. Turning off, the man slowly closed his eyes, it seemed that there were sun, clouds, and fleeting years passing by like wind in his eyes.He seemed tired, tired, weak...

Suddenly, a gentle and innocent smile appeared in his eyes.