Son of the Bone

Qi Lin hugged the pillow and rolled on the upper bunk, even shaking the lower bunk.

Jiang Jue felt the slight noise of gurgling above his head, and raised his eyes slightly: "Hungry?"

"Conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!" Qi Lin sat up suddenly, his hair was rolled into a bird's nest: "Have you seen the pile of snacks on my table!"

Today is the [-]th anniversary of his debut, not only is there a buzz on Weibo, even the four main lines of the subway are advertised in box boxes, and various banners of public welfare activities are taking turns to advertise on the big screen.

If Mr. Qi hadn't ordered him not to delay his son's midterm exams, the company might have really taken him out to hold a fan meeting and gain more fans.

Qi Lin naturally posted a small video, with a cute smile and a gentle voice, thank you for your care and attention over the years.

——And when he finally came out of the body room, he saw presents piled up there like a hill on the fourth floor, and Jiang Jue, who was crouching in the hill and was concentrating on eating cotton candy.

Jiang Jue usually eats very light food, basically a reasonable mix of meat and vegetables.

But he has no resistance to marshmallows, even if he has super self-control, he can eat at least four of them a day.

When Qi Lin discovered the secret, he quietly gave him three or four bags.

The taciturn boy had a troubled expression on his face, and for the first time he didn't refuse the gift he gave.

A week later, those three or four bags disappeared, and Jiang Jue even ran two extra laps on the playground every night.

Qi Lin has always been operating a refreshing and well-behaved character design. Before he entered adulthood, he looked soft and cute. In order to frame this setting, he was not even allowed to say that he likes braised pork knuckles in interviews, but It is 'Strawberry Daifuku'.

Who wants to eat something so sweet!Meat is the essence of life, okay?

He always generously distributes snacks to his classmates, but this time, there are pork jerky and beef jerky at the door, meat floss cheese cake, beef tendon and egg yolk crisps-his brother Wang and his assistant Wang secretly sent warm elbows come over!

It is impossible to throw it away, and I am reluctant to throw it away in this life.

Qi Lin buried his face in the pillow, rolled on the bed again.

How can that damn big pig's trotter be so fragrant!

"The jar of candy you gave me is delicious," Jiang Jue slowly turned a page of the book, his eyes still on the candy jar on the table: "Is the label in German?"

The soft surface is covered with shredded coconut, and the blueberry and rose flavor sandwich has no fragrance, and the taste is quite good.

"Well, last time I went to record a program, I brought it for you." Qi Lin sniffed at the scent in the air, holding back tears and said firmly: "You help me throw away that box of hooves."

Hearing this, Jiang Jue got up, rubbed his hands near the jar, touched a marshmallow and ate it quietly, then touched the food box casually.

"Still warm."

"You're seducing me." Qi Lin said firmly, "You know that Teacher Qin used a small tape measure to measure his waistline this Friday."

And she will announce it loudly in front of the whole class - she is the devil!

"I ate half a can of candy this week." Jiang Jue slowly opened the box, letting the scent spread out: "Would you like to feel the friendship of comrades in arms who have fallen together?"

"Run three laps before starting morning exercises tomorrow." Qi Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever doesn't run is a puppy."

Jiang Jue barked very naturally, and began to sit down and read a book while eating candy.

Is this the feeling of the collapse of the human setting?

Qi Lin stared at the old cadre Jiang for a long time, and then he climbed down the stairs and sat beside him, ready to touch his hoof.

"Wash your hands." Veteran cadre Jiang didn't lift his eyes.

Qi Lin snorted, and trotted to wash his paws.

Jiang Jue was reading the original novel of "Song of the Mermaid".

This book tells the love story of a female photographer who accidentally discovers that a famous model is a merman.

In the story, the mermaid Mu Jin becomes a strange creature that can change its feet and tail at any time, living a modern life hidden in the coastal city.He was born with good looks and a charming voice, and he only exposed his tail when he was soaking in the bathtub.

The female photographer Jiang Duyi originally suffered from severe depression and world-weariness, but was slowly cured when she got along with and fell in love with him.

The mermaid's singing will make people fall into endless fantasy and even death. Mu Jin tried his best to suppress his own nature, not daring to hurt anyone.

And Jiang Duyi was a cancer patient from the very beginning, even when he and Mu Jin traveled to the islands and grasslands, he had been taking medicine and enduring the pain.

Her younger brother Jiang Pinglan appeared twice before, urging her to go back to undergo surgery and recuperate, and try to find a way to live longer.

Jiang Duyi has been tortured by chemotherapy and drugs for several years, and she just wants to complete her bucket list before she dies.

In this movie, Mu Jin sang a total of two songs.

The first time was when they got their marriage certificate together after returning from the snow-capped mountains, locked each other in empty rooms on both sides of the corridor in the hospital, stared at each other through two doors, and sang songs to her with a smile.The two watched each other's mouth movements and sang together, laughing like two children.

And the second time, Jiang Duyi wanted to die in her own home instead of a hospital bed, and Mu Jin sang for her for the last time beside her bed, while Jiang Pinglan sat outside the bedroom door and bid farewell in tears.

"Four acts, eight lines of words, only two scenes need to speak, and the last time needs to cry."

Qi Lin held the pig's trotters, and before gnawing on them, he summed up quite seriously: "I think the crying scene is the most difficult, and I still have to cry at the same time as the three of them in the same scene as Jiang Huang."

Jiang Jue glanced at the green onion on the tip of his nose, took a tissue and raised his hand to help wipe it off, then continued to concentrate on reading.

After the two hooves finished nibbling, he remained silent.

Qi Lin belched full of guilt, feeling the satisfaction of being full for a long time. After clearing the table, he helped Jiang Jue make a cup of tea, and pulled some chairs closer to him.

"This book is pretty good." He sighed and said, "But my script is too simple, with eight sentences at the beginning, and the characters are all made up."

Movie scripts often only have dialogues and storyboards to allow actors to understand the characters, but when the characters say this line, from the movements to the expressions, all have to be designed and figured out by the actors themselves.

People communicate not only by sound, but also by distance, micro-expressions, hints, and micro-movements.

The premise of playing a character is to be able to understand all his motives and behaviors, and understand what he wants to do.

"What do you think, in the end...does he want his sister to live or die?" Jiang Jue turned his head slightly to look at him.

At the beginning, even if this character was sprayed with smoke by her sister, she would persuade her to go back to the hospital. Obviously, she didn't want her to give up so soon.

But what about the ending?

"It should be a very contradictory mood." Qi Lin opened his script, looked at the marked lines and said: "Living will be tortured by illness, but dying is also very hopeless."

Jiang Jue shook his head slightly, and handed the novel to him: "You should read it again, the audition is half a month away."

Qi Lin raised his head slightly in surprise: "No way, is there an answer to this philosophical question?"

How about he find a way to ask someone to find the author and ask her what she thinks?

"There is an answer." Jiang Jue said seriously: "If you understand this character, you will know why he is crying."

Qi Lin nodded, and said very consciously, "I'll bring you two more cans of marshmallows next week."

"No, I don't like to eat this." Jiang Jue turned his head back, refusing to look at his expression: "It's just boring."

You are so bored that you eat for three weeks straight.

Really tough.

Qi Lin glanced at the sugar jar, which was almost empty again, and hid his face in the script with a sullen smile.

"Do not laugh."

"Okay, Teacher Jiang won't let you laugh, I promise not to laugh."

The results of the audition came back quickly, and unexpectedly passed.

In his first year of freshman year, he had a film contract with a gold-winning director, and he was still the leading actor. This kind of thing is simply pie in the sky, and it's the kind of meat sauce!

Qin Yizhu knew very well that other students would be overjoyed if this happened to them, so she talked to Jiang Jue after much deliberation and suggested that he cherish this opportunity.

Although Wei Feng is usually careless, wearing big underpants and walking around in flip-flops all day long, he is really particular about the scenes he shoots.

After Jiang Jue listened to Mr. Qin's persuasive persuasion, he said that he couldn't make a decision on this matter, so he called home again.

"Sure, you can go if you want," Jiang Yanzhi put on the mask again, even with a vague voice: "I heard that the director is Wei Feng?"

Jiang Jue subconsciously nodded while holding the phone: "Do you know him?"

"Oh, when he was a freshman, he jumped in line to eat in the university cafeteria, and I chopped off his head," Jiang Yanzhi said slowly, "The head is still hard, and it hurts my hands."

Jiang coughed unnaturally, and changed the subject, "Besides, Teacher Ping mentioned you to me, saying that I look a lot like you."

"Pinggu? Is he also in the theater now?" Jiang Yanzhi's interest immediately rose: "What else did he say?"

"Ask my age, and then wonder why my surname is Jiang." Jiang Jue hesitated, and asked: "If the two of them ask about my relationship with you..."

"It's okay, they will keep it secret." Jiang Yanzhi said with a smile: "Pinggu is my best friend from college. I have been in touch with him since I gave birth to you. He is quite a nice guy."

With a beard of 1.8 meters, he can also dance ballet. He usually teaches students about body shape, and occasionally takes private jobs to accompany dancers to superstars at concerts.

It would be even easier if he could find his wishful gentleman.

So following his mother's instructions, Jiang Jue quietly stuffed him with a rose red rice dumpling candy while the others were pressing their ligaments with green faces.

Pinggu was squatting beside him and counting the beat carelessly, when he caught a glimpse of this candy, he was stunned.

Holding the triangle sugar, he was speechless for a long time, opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Jue for a long time, and then lowered his voice and said incredulously: "-Really?"

Jiang Jue dug into his practice clothes for a long time, then took out several more and handed them to him.

Pinggu looked at the candy that his best friend liked to eat, and even his beard trembled.

And...he really is her son.

She looks much more pleasing to the eye than her, and I don't know if the surname Jiang has been doing well in the past few years.

When a group of students retreated with their hands on their waists and legs and accompanied by the bell, Pinggu pulled Jiang Jue aside. After everyone else had left, he stretched out his hand to compare his height: "Is it really her son?"

He looks quite tall, it seems that he follows his father.

"Well." Jiang Jue said seriously: "My mother sent you a letter, saying thank you for taking care of me in school, and wishing you to get out of the single as soon as possible."

"Get off the list? I'm afraid I won't be able to get off in this life," Pinggu rolled his eyes, waved his hands and said: "Your mother hasn't accepted any dramas these years, what the hell are you doing after you disappeared for so long?"

Jiang Jue was silent for a few seconds, and replied truthfully: "I went to a university abroad, and after finishing my undergraduate degree, I will study for a master's degree."

Pinggu's eyes were more scrutinized: "It will take her eight years to go to university?"

"Learning fashion design first... and then jewelry design." Jiang Jue was slightly depressed when he thought of this: "I won't come back during the Chinese New Year, so I have to fly there."

"You came to the acting department of the theater, and you are going to make movies in the future." Pinggu showed a subtle expression, and asked rather gossip: "Your mother usually teaches you a few words casually, and she is ten thousand times better than other teachers. sentence?"

When Jiang Jue heard this, he laughed instead. His calm and calm appearance just now directly failed.

When he smiled, his eyelashes became longer and longer, and the youthful freshness also overflowed.

"She said she wouldn't teach me anything until I really learned how to act."