Son of the Bone

"Wild House" directly won "Best Set" and "Best Performance by a Young Actor".

When the news came out, no one expressed doubts or doubts.

Even the gangsters have nothing to say at all-the domestic thriller has been vacant for more than ten years, and there has been no progress after zombie movies. Wrote a thick and colorful stroke.

No ghosts, no psychos, no lost zombies, no special effects.

But even so, it can bring the extreme feeling of trembling to all audiences, even after turning off the computer and walking out of the theater, they still can't recover.

When Jiang Jue stood on the podium holding the trophy, he was a little stunned when he delivered his acceptance speech.

In recent years, he has stood on the podium more and more times, and even the initial tension can no longer be found.

When the country heard the news, there was an uproar, and various voices of pride and approval continued to emerge.

And @假容这是江尖’s tree hole fans have exceeded 1000 million, all kinds of grievances, fans, fans, girlfriends, check in with the real god of fake leather every day, and tell all kinds of praises and feelings to this Weibo.

Although Jiang Jue hasn't won the grand slam yet, at least he is close to winning all the awards in terms of film categories.

He seems to be born to be a drama player, and he manages all the flashy, vulgar, ordinary and arrogant characters well, without any effort in the eyes of outsiders.

The crazy reporter started interviewing the seniors of the Du Grand Theater, interviewing all the colleagues who worked with him, interviewing Jiang Sun, Wei Feng and many directors.

In such an information age, he has so few consultations, and his illegitimate fans can't find any social accounts he used before, and it is even more impossible to dig black history.

No INS, no Weibo, everything is well protected.

Qi Lin was waiting for his return in China, and once when he was with him, he saw all kinds of people's compliments and praises for him, and he laughed with satisfaction.

However, some very vicious comments will also be found.

"I'm only 20 years old, so I pretended to be an old artist." 』

"I've never hyped Jiang Bailian's madness as a professional accountant. If he didn't have a director's father, would he have this resource? 』

"You Jiang sells corruption and hype, beats reporters and fans, hope you know"

"Xianhua's movie was made by his father to help glorify homosexuality."

When Qi Lin saw these words, he was unexpectedly relieved.

Fortunately, he faded out of the Internet after Jianghuang's car accident, and he usually played with his mobile phone to draw cards for himself.

His evasion has been faithfully protecting himself.

If you don't feel it, don't participate, these hostility and malice will never touch him.

When Jiang Jue came back, he was almost stuck at the airport and couldn't get in the car.

A group of fans raised their placards and shouted like crazy, and some people burst into tears the moment they saw him.

At that time, the theater had to strengthen security, and the IDs must be checked when entering the school, and it is not open to tourists.

The trophy was placed in their house in Yufeng Bieyuan, alongside Bai Ping's Oscar for Best Director and Jiang Yanzhi's Golden Globe for Best Actress.

When he returned to school, Teacher Qin called again.

"The two of you have been promoted by the school as role models, and you have been confirmed to be selected as the top ten young people in Shidu. Remember to go to the awards next week."

Qi Lin lost his hearing, but still nodded seriously, hung up the phone and waved at Jiang Jue: "Jue, we have been rated as three good students."

Jiang Jue:?

The class still has to be taught.

Because the absence rate of the two of them has been increasing in the past two years, in fact, every class is like a new classmate joining in.

Needless to say, Qi Lin, almost every time he comes back, his hairstyle and hair color are different. He either highlights bright silver for the concert, or bleaches and dyes maroon for the promotion of the movie.

Jiang Jue hasn't changed much in the past four years. Although he has grown a little taller, he is unremarkable around Qi Lin.

The old professor of the lines class has retired and went home to rest, and another new young teacher has been replaced.

And Mr. Qin is still struggling on the front line, and there are various legends about the old witch every year.

But when the two of them sat in the classroom as students, they still gave others a strange feeling of going out in disguise.

"I read all the homework about motor tasks and emotional levels last time." Qin Yizhu flipped through the scoring booklet and said unhurriedly: "Continue to practice by random roll call today."

When she stepped onto the podium, her steps were still brisk, and every sound of her high heels was like nails.

"The theme is divorce, all on the spot. Whoever makes the other party let go will win."

"Sign up for any student number, let's say number 14—as for the person who plays the opposite," the sharp and bright eyes glanced around the classroom, and suddenly said: "Qi Lin, come up."

Qi Lin hadn't participated in such an exercise for a long time, so he nodded and walked up.

The girl who was called came up excitedly and at a loss, obviously a little at a loss.

Her usual grades have always been very good, and her performance in the acting class is fairly stable, but standing in front of her is Qi Lin, who has been shortlisted for the Golden Indus Award, which makes people anxious and looking forward to it.

"You act as the person who is about to get divorced, Qi Lin, you come to keep him." Qin Yizhu raised his chin: "Let's begin."

In fact, this kind of on-the-spot performance is a test of imagination——

Take divorce as an example. If the person who left puts on a lethal expression, the opponent will actually have to think about ways to break the situation in a short time, and refute him with more natural performances and stronger reasons.

Jiang Jue dragged his chin and looked at him from the audience. The two exchanged a glance, which caused boos in the classroom.

"You—don't talk about it anymore," the girl showed remorse and pain in her eyes: "Go get a divorce tomorrow, I don't want to talk to you about this anymore."

Qi Lin looked down at her, then suddenly stepped forward slowly, and reached out to caress her face.

The moment they had physical contact, the girl subconsciously took a step back, but she was still touched in the face.

Before she even had time to say anything, the booing from the audience intensified.

Can't be distracted, can't watch the audience.

She calmed down, opened the hand, and said angrily: "I know everything about you and that woman - I earn money to support the family, take care of the children and the elderly, and even give you money to help you pay off your gambling debts. This is how you repay me!"

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "You know everything?"

"I don't want to hear any explanation from you anymore," the girl's voice was strong and unquestionable, obviously refusing people thousands of miles away: "Divorce! Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce at nine o'clock tomorrow morning! Don't make any excuses!"

Qi Lin stood there in a daze, and suddenly did not answer her words.

He covered his mouth with his hand, showing a fragile and sad expression, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Even if he stood there and was scolded as a person full of evil, but he just covered his mouth and trembled without making a sound, it was so pitiful that people wanted to hug him.

"My fault..." He said hoarsely, still restraining his tears.

"My fault……"

"That woman is my client, I can't refuse her, let her hug me and drink." He didn't even have the courage to touch her again, so he murmured: "But you are right, I owe you so much gone."

The girl showed a frightened expression for a moment, and instinctively wanted to go over to comfort him, but then remembered that this was an assessment, and forced herself to say in a firm tone: "Be patient, I don't want to talk to you anymore, what's the matter?" Tomorrow, the Civil Affairs Bureau will talk about it again!"

Qi Lin still covered his mouth, tears streaming out silently.

He squatted down slowly, like a helpless child who couldn't find a home.

"I knew five years ago that I would lose you eventually."

He smiled wryly, and even his back looked lonely.

"Look, this day has really come."

In just a few words, there is actually a sense of acting in a movie.

Jiang Jue looked at his tears from the audience, and couldn't help showing a nostalgic smile.

The girl was completely overwhelmed with the scene, but she still had to continue because of her usual grades. She sighed and turned her back to look at him, her voice began to choke.

"The son asks every night."

"Where's Dad?"

"Why hasn't Dad come home yet?"

The more she spoke, the more her voice choked up, interpreting the sad and depressed feeling: "I always say, soon, soon——"

Qi Lin stood up and didn't let her finish the accusation later, the tear stains on her cheeks were still clearly visible.

"I'm thinking too." He said softly, "When can I go home?"

"When can I come back and hug you?"

"I really want to resign." A sigh floated into people's hearts almost like a feather: "But I resigned, what should our family do?"

"I'm not good enough for you." He suddenly laughed, as if even his self-esteem was pressed into the ground by his own hands: "You go, I won't stay."

The girl thought that I would go all out for the credits, turned around and looked at him angrily and smiled, "You coward!"

He just stared at her desolately and desperately, without saying anything.

With just one glance, she was imprisoned like a hunter's net, and she couldn't even say the lines she had prepared a long time ago: "You—"

That look seemed to freeze time, and the countless emotions between the two were swallowed up like a black hole.

"Okay, the winner has come out." Qin Yizhu clapped his hands and gave the girl down the steps: "You have worked very hard, you can see it."

Applause and whistles sounded one after another. Qi Lin and the girl bowed and took out tissues to wipe the tears on their faces.

Qin Yizhu scored a score casually, and said with great interest: "After these four years, you have really improved a lot."

At the beginning, Jiang Jue got stuck and walked with the rhythm, but now he can force his opponent to the point where he can't even speak his lines.

This kid is really talented.

Qi Lin, who was drying his cheeks, smiled, and met Jiang Jueyao who was in the audience.

"Praise me quickly! 』

The latter couldn't help but smile.

"Praise you, praise you." 』