Inner entertainment first vase

When the Internet was booming, Su Huizhen sat on the balcony and drank afternoon tea leisurely.The living conditions in Hong Kong are notoriously cramped, but she has her own villa in the middle of the mountain. Even though the location is a little bit off, it is a scene that real wealthy businessmen love.It's been a long time since she took an interview, and while pouring tea soup and milk into an English-style bone china cup, she listened attentively to her own voice played on the phone.

She still acted a little nervous, but the cameras of these entertainment media are not as good as they were back then, so she couldn't find the hot feeling when countless microphones were pointed at her when she was popular.

The phone rang, and the helper respectfully brought the gold-plated phone holder to her.

There are not many people using landlines these days, but Su Huizhen has always thought about the affectionate scenes of European and American movies when she was a child, with the feeling of being rich and idle.She kept the way of answering the phone on the landline, and the phone line must be long enough to be served by a servant to any corner, and the word "Madam" cannot be omitted.

"Madam, your phone number." The servant said.

Su Huizhen drank a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and after another crisp bell rang, she held the handle and lifted it lightly, touching her ear, with a soft and temperamental voice: "Hello."

On the other end of the phone is Pei Zhihe.

"Baby, why are you free so early today?" Su Huizhen mentally calculated the time difference. It is almost ten o'clock in the morning in France, and it should be the busiest time for Pei Zhihe to rehearse.

"Is Ke Yu's mental blindness real?"

Su Huizhen smiled softly: "What's wrong?"

"How did Mom know?"

"Hmm..." Su Huizhen crossed her long legs and slumped into the back of the chair. "Didn't you pick up his notebook? Mom saw it later, and I guessed something after watching him act in the past few months." .”

"That's it?" Pei Zhihe just finished searching for heart blindness, and he was still in a state of disbelief.It's a rare and insidious condition, and many sufferers don't even know they have it their entire lives.

Relying on notes and acting... I'm afraid the psychiatrist would be ashamed to speculate based on these two things when there is no precedent around me.

Su Huizhen smiled meaningfully.

She won't admit it to anyone, in fact, she doesn't even know whether Ke Yu has heart blindness or not.

What the hell is heart blindness?In the early years, there was a black boss who wanted to find her to make a film, so he made such a related script.Lian Haiyuan used his connections to help her refuse, but the interesting three words "cardiac blindness" were etched into her mind.

Does Ke Yu have heart blindness?It doesn't matter, this kind of thing is like saying that a certain beautiful female star has body odor, and a certain handsome male star is bald, as long as it is pressed, there is no way to prove it.

The most important thing is that there can only be one genius in Shanglu, Pei Zhihe.

As long as his wishful thinking about his talent is shattered, it will only be time to be disappointed, give up, and leave.

"Ke Yu told me about it." Su Huizhen lied with ease, "Mom was just guessing, she just wanted to help him after watching him act so hard, and he took the initiative to mention this matter to me because he was grateful to me. "

Pei Zhihe felt nervous: "Then why did you tell the reporter?"

Su Huizhen's eyes frowned unhappily for a moment, but her lips were still curved, "I didn't mean it, you saw that the reporter made me a man who was almost 50 years old, and his agency added fuel to the flames, I don't say that, Who will believe me? Your father will also misunderstand—”

Pei Zhihe interrupted her rudely, "Don't mention him to me."

"Okay, okay," Su Huizhen coaxed, "Baby, don't you hate him? Why are you still blaming mom now?"

Pei Zhihe was stunned by his question, and the soreness in his heart that was hard to breathe leaked out along the breath he held.

Shanglu thought he was a genius, and his mother smashed the genius's fake clay tire to pieces.

I also thought of Ke Yu’s densely packed notebooks. Although I only watched a few scenes of him on the set, I also felt that he was slow to enter the role.

Sometimes seeing his serious and persistent appearance, the disdain in my heart also restrained, and I was soaked by a kind of emotion.

The road of art is tortuous, and the goddess of art is unpredictable. God has long set up obstacles on this road of worship.He couldn't blame a fellow man who couldn't search for it, and laugh at his birth defects.

Things hurt their kind, Pei Zhihe didn't want to admit the empathy he felt when rushing up at that moment, and said seriously, "Shanglu will be sad."

Su Huizhen's heart was blocked by his anger, and Su Huizhen raised her voice: "I think you are stupid!"

"You don't understand, you ruined him like this."

"How did you talk to your mother?"

"When you say he has heart blindness, it is like telling others that I am deaf, that a Michelin chef has no sense of taste for a long time, and that a perfumer's nose is out of order. No matter how hard you try, others will question you because of this congenital defect. For him, no matter how good his work is, the audience will say, 'No wonder it's a show performed by a mentally blind man, it always feels like it's almost tasteless'—he trusts you, you shouldn't tell the reporter."

Beethoven gradually lost his hearing in his later years, but he still wrote the Symphony of Destiny.

But not everyone is Beethoven.

And everyone who pursues art does not want to be Beethoven.

Su Huizhen stopped stirring the small silver spoon of Earl Gray black tea, her expression was completely cold: "Pei Zhihe, find out your identity, I told you, I didn't mean it."

Pei Zhihe fell silent: "Mom, when Shanglu and I were still in France, I actually had many opportunities to pursue him and confuse him."

Su Huizhen also admitted this.

It was he himself who wasted the good time. With such a deep friendship between childhood sweethearts, Shanglu has never had a girlfriend. He must have his own skills and courage. This undefended second son of a merchant has long been in his pocket.

"It's your own cowardice." She teased dotingly, with sincere disdain.

"I can also get him drunk, drug him, adore him, coax him, drive him crazy."

Su Huizhen clenched the handle, and sternly read his full name: "Pei Zhihe."

Pei Zhihe finished the second half of the sentence calmly: "Don't do this, Shanglu is not Lian Haiyuan, and I am not you."

The phone hangs up, leaving only a beep.Su Huizhen held the handset for a while and did not move. The servant suspected that she was stunned, and stepped forward cautiously. A teacup was thrown violently and shattered on the balcony glass.

·

The phone call to Shanglu was made after enough psychological construction before dialing out.

Pei Zhihe laughed at himself, when did he start to be so timid even calling Shanglu?He used to treat Uncle Ming as his housekeeper, and entering Shanglu's bedroom, study, and studio was like entering his own room. Couples fell in love before entering the room, but he had already entered the room in Shanglu's life.

When he answered, he let out a deep sigh of relief.

"Hello." Shanglu answered quickly, but his breath was obviously anxious.

"It's me, I just watched the news..."

Shanglu interrupted him, "I'm very busy now, Xiaozhi, if it's not urgent, I'll call you back later."

"I'll be quick!—quickly. I just called my mother, and she..."

Shanglu watched the camera records of the entire Qili Hotel in the monitoring center, was slightly distracted but said in an unquestionable tone: "We will talk about her later."

Pei Zhihe mustered up his courage, and said quickly: "She didn't do it on purpose, can you not blame her?"

Shanglu didn't speak for a long time, and his breathing was short, as if he was running fast.Pei Zhihe listened to his breathing, and when he closed his eyes, it seemed that his fragrance was still lingering on the tip of his nose.Shanglu's cold words shattered his fantasy, "Go into the elevator. Take care of your mother."

"—Sorry! I apologize to Ke Yu on her behalf!"

Shanglu hung up. I don't know if he didn't hear this sentence, or if he heard it but didn't want to pay attention.Pei Zhihe stood quietly for a while holding the phone.The commander passed by, "Zhihe."

Pei Zhihe turned around, raised his hand and wiped his cheek quickly, "right now."

·

The security director ran with him, followed by a long list of miscellaneous account managers, public relations room managers, Shanglu frantically pressing the down button of the elevator, and a dozen people staring at the numbers with big eyes, 23, twenty, seventeen... ...not moving.

The phone rang again, this time it was Shang Mingxian.

"What are you doing?!" He ordered the security director to check the surveillance video, and asked the front desk to check the check-in records for illegal operations. All the security guards guarded the entrance and exit of the banquet hall, and the reporters and unknown onlookers surrounded the area. Watertight—

Neuropathy!Even Qili is on the hot search!

Shanglu pressed the down button nervously, and the frequency of looking up at the numbers made the security director suspect that his patience was only half a second long.

"I'm looking for Ke Yu." Shang Lu said into the phone.

"Have you found it?" Shang Mingxian listened to the assistant's report, "Took away by the brokerage company?"

"Yeah." The elevator finally arrived, Shang Lu dodged in and stopped the crowd who wanted to follow, "Stop talking."

Sheng Guoer's phone hadn't stopped vibrating in the past half an hour.Ke Yu didn't ask her to turn on Do Not Disturb, so she didn't dare to turn it on. Every time she looked at the vibrating name, she couldn't decide whether to answer it or not.Ke Yu often glanced at it, and Ying Yin, Tang Zhuo and Li Shan picked it up.

Ying Yin scolded Su Huizhen as a bitch on the phone, saying that she would come to the set to find her for a fight, but Ke Yu kindly reminded that Su Huizhen had already finished and left the group, and she should be watching a good show in the villa now.

Tang Zhuo sighed, and repeated "this, this", "You said this..." and "Oh!", Ke Yu couldn't listen anymore, and took the initiative to say, "I'm fine."

Tang Zhuo should feel guilty for scolding him severely, "You should have told me earlier."

"Say, will you still let me play Fei Zai?"

In his short speech, Ke Yu smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, "I lied to you, I hope you don't blame me for concealing it."

Kuriyama's call came at the latest.He is currently filming on the Pamir Plateau in Xinjiang. The project of this film is more extensive than he imagined. The training of actors is over, but the entry into the group is far away.Gao Fan made him gasp for speech.

"I saw the news," Li Shan said with his arms crossed, looking up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance with his eyes squinted. "Is it true?"

"it is true."

"Why are you so careless to let others know?"

The story was too long, and Ke Yu couldn't justify it. He just said, "I was negligent."

Li Shan was silent, "Does Shanglu know?"

"do not know."

"I don't know, why did you choose him?"

Ke Yu curled his lips, and the outside world was noisy and carnival, but he chatted with Li Shan in silence, "When I first met in the village in the city, "Shan" happened to be released, and he asked me to go with him. After watching it, I asked him, which one? How is Ah Sha doing? "

"How did he say?"

"He said the role was good and I wasted it."

Li Shan snorted noncommittally, "Big words are not ashamed!"

"I asked him, did he act poorly? He said that the actor's problem was difficult to capture, and what he had to say was lack of imagination."

Chestnut Mountain fell silent, and the wind from the Pamirs whistled through the receiver.

"Teacher, for so many years, only he has said that. He has seen through my essence long ago, but he still wants to help me, thinking that I am a genius. I feel that I am cowardly, dare not speak the truth, and cannot overcome the psychology of luck." , thinking that he could play the genius he thought he was."

Li Shan laughed, "Is there still a word you didn't say?"

Ke Yu lowered his head, put the heels of his palms against his forehead, closed his scorching eye sockets tightly, and finally said the second half of the sentence——

"...I also believe that he can really save me."

The eagle croaked in the clear sky, circling low over the grassland, and Li Shan hung up the phone.His Weibo is only updated once or twice a year, and today is an exception:

"Kojima has worked with me for five years. From the first day he stood under my camera, I firmly believe that he is a good actor. His progress can be seen."

This is the first person in the industry to publicly express his opinion on this within an hour of the incident, and he is also a leading figure in the film industry in the three regions of Taiwan, Taiwan, Taiwan, Taiwan, Taiwan, Taiwan and Taiwan.

Someone opened his mouth, and Ye Jin heaved a sigh of relief.She's publicizing former collaborators, but mostly on the sidelines.As soon as Lishan Jinkou opened, the directors and actors Ke Yu had worked with stood up one by one:

"Kojima's acting skills may still have a lot of room for improvement, but his script is the only one I have seen that is twice as thick because of too many labels and annotations."

"@柯乡死恶. Why didn't you say it when it was NG? You don't sell it if you are miserable, I have never seen someone stupider than you"

"When Kojima was filming "Killing", the scenes were very short, and they were all filmed at the end. He was on the set all day. Teacher Li asked him what he was doing, and he said he was in class."

Tang Zhuo posted a biography of Fei Zai written by Ke Yu, "I scolded Xiao Dao countless times on the set, and I was also moved by Fei Zai in the film countless times."

Amid the surging one-sided support, a long article was quickly forwarded:

"Many years ago, @keyu acted as a beggar for the first time. His appearance was very real, but his demeanor was not good. He chatted with the old man at the environmental sanitation station of the film and television city for half a month, and helped him dig out the garbage for half a month. This piece I remember, because I was the producer at the time, and secondly, because of the existence of this character, he played a beggar for the second time with Mr. Li Shan, and Tang Zhuo asked him to play Feizi.

There is another secret that I said for the first time today. At that time, I brought a young man studying in France to visit the set. A beggar walked past him. He asked me who made it. I joked that it was the first vase in domestic entertainment. He Looking carefully at Kojima's demeanor and face, he said, your internal entertainment requirements are quite low.Years later, the young man won the internationally renowned Buenos Award for his short film featuring Kojima, and he continued to choose him unwaveringly to star in his first feature film.

I told this story for the first time. The young man who studied in France was called Shanglu. I guess he didn’t remember it himself. This was the first time he met Kojima. "

The phone, which had been quiet for a while, vibrated again.

Sheng Guoer's eyes arrived at the same time as Ke Yu's.

"Burchland"

Sheng Guoer stretched out his hand, Ke Yu said decisively: "Don't take it!"

She was so scrambled by the murderer that she accidentally pressed the phone to hang up.The world is clean, only Ke Yu is left with a beating heart.Within two seconds, there was a restrained but steady knock on the door——

"Ke Yu, I know you're here."

"Shangshangshangshanglu..." Sheng Guoer spoke incoherently and looked at him timidly, "Are you open?"

Ke Yu supported his knees on his elbows, and covered his lips with fingers that seemed to be swollen and numb due to the torture of his heartbeat, "No."

Sheng Guoer fell silent, looking at the door pitifully.

The knock on the door sounded again.

He should be getting angry now, Sheng Guoer thought, but he was still polite, as if afraid of frightening Ke Yu.

Shanglu supported the door with one arm, and stood with his head bowed, "Ke Yu," he paused, "everyone outside is looking for you, journalists and fans with endorsements are queuing up to try to find you, tell me, Whether I am the same as them or not, I am not qualified to find you, accompany you, and hold you."

Ke Yu's heart tightened, and Sheng Guoer stood up from the sofa.

"If you don't open the door, I'll take it as 'yes'. I'll leave right away and never bother you."

When Sheng Guoer blinked, tears fell down, "Brother, open the door, let him see you, just a glance."

Ke Yu's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to make a joke, but failed: "Guo'er, why are you turning your elbows outward?"

He wiped his face, and there was silence outside the door.

How should he face Shanglu?

Do you act like a baby as if nothing had happened, apologize solemnly, or remain silent without saying a word?Should he confess to his crime of deception, or admit that he is hopeless and persuade him to give up as soon as possible?

Kiss him passionately and be hugged by him to absorb his warmth, or stay a few steps away and respect each other like a guest and talk rationally?

Sheng Guo'er bit her lip and shook her head, "I don't know, I don't know your reasons for being cold and undignified, I only know that if something like this happens to my boyfriend and I can just watch and do nothing, This feeling will be worse than death."

I don't know which sentence hit Ke Yu, his eyes froze, his face turned pale, only his lips trembled slightly.It was a chain reaction involving the severe pain deep in the heart.

Is it, Shanglu will be uncomfortable——

Sheng Guo'er hadn't had time to wipe away her tears when she saw him get up suddenly and rush to the door in three steps at a time.

The doorknob was screwed on, but he hesitated for a minute and one last time. There was the sound of the electronic lock starting on the door. With a click, the door was pushed inward. Ke Yu took a step back and couldn't dodge it. Shang Lu, who rushed in step by step, took advantage of the situation and hugged him tightly with one arm——

"Sorry, I made a foul."