Inner entertainment first vase

Wherever you can see green mountains and green waters in Hong Kong, every inch of land is expensive, and the same is true of Su Huizhen's flat.Although it is only 160 square meters when converted to the mainland's area measurement method, it was still dubbed a "thousand-foot mansion" by the media at the beginning.

This place is magnificent, as far as the eye can see, gorgeous silk embroidery covers all the fabrics in the house, the dark green carpet is kept spotless by the servants, and baroque gold is scattered everywhere along the road. Picture frames and Renaissance-inspired plaster sculptures, hand-forged trays in pure copper and sterling silver complement the jewelry boxes cut from natural crystals.

When the vlog was on the rise, the declining Hong Kong media also followed suit and created a roomtour, the gimmick of which was the publicity of the private residences of Hong Kong stars.The producer of the show is Su Huizhen's old friend and old club. She went on the show, and her complicated but uncomplicated taste aroused the little girl's longing.

Su Huizhen was very pleased with this.

There was a huge cracking sound from the living room comparable to a palace, followed by a more shocking movement, like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.The servant standing beside him trembled in fright and fell silent.

Su Huizhen's chest was heaving. Standing behind her was Jin Li, a senior manager. The two were old partners who started the stove for the second time. But for Jin Li, the smoke choked before the rice was cooked.

Su Huizhen couldn't help sneering in anger: "When will it be the Ye family's yellow-haired girl riding on my head and domineering?"

Jin Li reminded lightly: "There is no evidence that Aung Yeh did it, so don't miss the point of the gun."

"What, you want to imply that I am Pei Yanheng?" Su Huizhen caught a glimpse of herself from the oval mirror mounted high on the wall. Even though her hair was messy and her eyes were dull, she still couldn't hide her beauty.She stroked her hair facing the camera, "Pei Yanheng is an old-fashioned woman, if she wants to deal with me, she won't choose such a tortuous way."

Jin Li followed the real-time information on the Internet while maintaining communication with the public relations team.She has been in the industry for 30 years, and she is used to storms, so this is nothing.What's more, Su Huizhen is very strong-willed and self-willed, she can't overwhelm her, and the two are in partnership, so she just followed the actress.

Su Huizhen took out a hand cream, and with her slow rubbing movements, she thought to herself——she doesn't need to pay attention to those voices on the line, the most urgent thing to appease is Yan Meiying.

"You look at the process online, whether it's a lawyer's letter or a statement," she said, walking into the cloakroom again and again, "I'm going to find Biying for a cup of tea."

The mobile phone found Yan Meiying's line account, she thought for a while, and typed a line very quickly: "Biying save me"

"Ms. Liao may not be able to read these online."

"She doesn't look at it, and some people blow her hair." Su Huizhen took down a pair of stiletto heels from the clean shoe rack, looked back with a bright smile, "Biying is the core of our wives, and I plan to attract her as a shareholder when we set up an entertainment company in the future." Yes, how do you feel?"

Jin Li approved her intention: "The Yan family's business in the mainland is booming, which is of great benefit to us going north."

"She is gentle and pure in heart. She is also a lady of everyone, not as vicious as Pei Yanheng's snake and scorpion." Su Huizhen took out a luxury brand bag and brushed her face, creating a messy beauty that was in a hurry, and was gentle to Jin Li. He said kindly: "...I like her very much."

Jin Li's heart tightened, and then he became terrified.

She didn't ask whether the scandal between her and Yan Meiying's husband, Liao Yecheng, was true or not.Most of them would not get the truth after asking, as she was also a woman, Jin Li only admired her courage and skill, she had the nerve to go to Yan Meiying to comfort people in the first place.

Not long after Su Huizhen boarded the special car, a bloody and tearful complaint was posted on Weibo quietly.

"I am an ordinary waiter in the Shanshi club. I grew up in mainland China to survive in Hong Kong. Before I met Ms. Su Huizhen like a nightmare, I never thought of such a dramatic public beating, abortion, loss of fertility, and being raped. Threats, being unilaterally private will happen to me.”

The account is newly registered, and it should be specially prepared for the purpose of breaking the news. A thousand-character long sentence of blood and tears, how I accidentally poured tea on her skirt during the working hours of the clubhouse, and how Su Huizhen became furious and grabbed her After kicking his hair and discovering that it was bleeding and turning red, he described how he walked away and described everything in detail.

"Shanshi Club is not an illegal place. Everyone says that Hong Kong is open, inclusive, fair, and ruled by law. It is the most transparent and safest free port in the world. I believed it, but Ms. Su made me realize the reality.

After the incident, I was bedridden in the hospital for more than a month and a half. I was told that not only had I lost this little life in my womb that I had never met, but I had also lost the possibility of giving birth to another life.During this period, Ms. Su never visited me, let alone expressed apology. Instead, she ordered her attorney to coldly drop the 30 yuan settlement fee.I disagreed, and thus began a year and a half of nightmares of being threatened, stalked, and intimidated.

After I insisted on calling the police, the surveillance video in the box disappeared, and all the witnesses kept silent. Ordinary human pain, uterus, reproductive rights and all worldly happiness.

Seeing Ms. Su appearing on the hot searches in mainland China several times, seeing her filming, accepting interviews, and telling the camera her dedication, faith, love for children, and exquisite bullshit lies gently to the camera, I feel even more hopeless in life.

This is my last Weibo. If I go to hell for breaking the news of her evil deeds, I hope God can bring this woman to me. "

After Pei Yanheng finished his business, the assistant had already called up the video on the high-definition TV.She glanced at Pei Zhihe, who was always stiff, and nodded to the assistant.

The image starts with a gray surveillance video.

"You should recognize that the person who was with your mother to help others is your father, Lian Haiyuan." Pei Yanheng then looked at the TV together: "He ordered someone to call out and destroy this surveillance, but this He won't do such dirty things by himself, and the subordinates he trusts just happen to be loyal employees of my Pei family."

She watched this video countless times, and each time, she had to carefully look at the man under the camera, confirming again and again that it was the man she had loved, forgiven, and expected.

Su Huizhen didn't know why she was so violent, she kicked the girl's belly with her high-heeled feet, still not relieved, she patched her feet a few more times, until she was dragged away by Lian Haiyuan.

"You must be very curious, why your mother who is good at disguising became so angry that day." Pei Yanheng pressed the pause button, and the screen stayed for a moment when Su Huizhen's face was hideous.

Pei Zhihe took a step back, his pale face lost all color in an instant, his pupils dilated due to extreme shock, and there was a kind of mechanical emptiness.

"Because the day before was my birthday, I don't know if you remember, but you gave me a gift. I told you that day that you will not have a share of the Pei family's family business in the future, but it can protect you for life No worries about food and clothing, if you want to play the piano for the rest of your life, just play the piano for the rest of your life. You agree."

Pei Zhihe recalled vigorously, trying to recall some pictures in his sleepy brain.

Come to think of it, giving a gift...is Shanglu's suggestion.He said that Auntie Pei did not kill his talent, and that she did not let down the money, energy, and resources needed to cultivate a genius out of selfishness. He hoped that he would not rigidify the relationship between the family... Although he was not particularly willing, Shanglu said Yes, and he obeyed.

He never thought that his overture would make Su Huizhen go crazy with jealousy and resentment.

A vague self-mockery appeared in Pei Zhihe's eyes.Could it be that if he didn't give that gift, his mother wouldn't do such a thing of ruining herself?

Pei Yanheng stood up and took Pei Zhihe's hand, feeling terribly cold.

"Son, you are the illegitimate child of my husband and another woman. I can't treat you as my own, but you came to my Pei family when you were seven years old, and I have taken care of you all the way until now. I can't kill you You call me 'Mom', I don't care how much sincerity is in it, since you call me, then I have the responsibility of raising you, I will tell you the truth today, I just hope you don't just follow your mother's instigation."

"Mom, she..." Pei Zhihe murmured, his thin body swayed, and Pei Yanheng calmly supported her.

"Close to vermilion is red, and close to ink is black. You and Shanglu are good friends. You have to cherish it yourself." She shook Pei Zhihe's hand vigorously, "I still have a lot of things to deal with, and I believe you will too." What I am going to do has a lot to do with your life experience, so Auntie would like to say sorry to you first."

It was the first time she called herself an aunt, and Pei Zhihe didn't know if she had torn up the whitewashed peace of an adult, or if she was planning to draw a line with him.

The trending search term "Su Huizhen beat a pregnant woman until she had a miscarriage" is concise and clear in meaning. It was undoubtedly designed and quickly received a unified push across the Internet.

If it is said that having three girlfriends and having a lover only belongs to the corruption of personal morality, then this trending search has undoubtedly reached the point of degrading moral character and breaking the law. It is no longer just boring entertainment news, but has become a category of social news that the whole society pays attention to.All of a sudden, those who sorted out the incident, those who picked up the victims, those who picked up the Shanshi Club, those who popularized the law, those who voluntarily provided legal assistance, and those who spurned Su Huizhen, all kinds of speeches were clamoring.

Someone asked: "Does the victim want to commit suicide? Is there anyone I know in real life to see!!!!"

It took two districts to go from the Su residence to the Yan family's private club. The car drove into the Yan family's huge villa located in the middle of the mountain, and drove for a long time before arriving at the Yan family's private club hidden in the mountains and forests.Yan Meiying's marriage was never divorced, and her marriage to Liao Yecheng existed in name only, and they had been separated for several years.Three years ago, when a lawsuit ended, the Liao and Yan families made a fool of themselves, and the stocks were hurt. The two elders took turns to act as lobbyists. Yan Meiying finally gave up this naive view of feelings, and Liao Yecheng Became a middle-aged couple in an open relationship.

Among the green bamboos and pines, Su Huizhen got out of the car and walked quickly, walking up to Yan Meiying, a tear just fell from the socket of her eye: "Beiying."

Yan Meiying was dressed in a simple and elegant cheongsam, held Su Huizhen's hand, and teased: "Look at you, you are walking in such a hurry that you can't fit your bag or shoes. This is not like you."

Su Huizhen looked down at her bag and shoes with tears in her eyes. One was green and the other was coffee. The color scheme looked dirty. When she raised her eyes, she burst into tears and smiled: "How can I still care about these!"

Yan Meiying stroked her forehead hair again: "The hair is also so messy."

Su Huizhen wiped her tears with onion-like fingers: "Stop making fun of me."

Yan Meiying restrained her smile, and said lightly: "I'm not making fun of you, so am I going to get angry at you?"

Su Huizhen's expression paused, and two lines of tears fell down again.

·

"You played Fei Zai twice, and the one in "Boring" is better than "Falling". Apart from the fact that I and Tang Zhuo's storyboards are different, have you considered any other reasons? "

After the round of review was over, the two had dinner outdoors.The sun has not yet set, and the moon has risen, reflecting brightly in the sky.Shang Lu peeled the shrimp for Ke Yu, and the two sat side by side with the materials spread out between them. Ke Yu turned the pages with clean hands, and opened his mouth to eat the plump shrimp he fed to his mouth.

"The mentality of acting is different." Ke Yu chewed slowly, pondered for a while, and replied seriously after swallowing.Glancing over his gaze, he saw that Shanglu was wiping his hands with a paper towel and smiling casually at himself.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

"It's the first time I've peeled shrimp for someone else."

Ke Yu turned a page, hid the smile on his lips, and pretended to be indifferent: "Praise you?"

"nighttime then."

"Wan..." Ke Yu bumped him with his knee under the table, "Get lost."

"How is the performance mentality different?"

"When I acted in your film, I felt like Fei Zai in my heart, very relaxed, how to walk, how to smoke, how to laugh, I just acted without refinement. Tang Zhuo had more design elements, and the acting was more tiring."

"It's not polished, but the acting is good."

"Maybe your shots are better. You said it yourself. A good director can use shooting techniques, all audio-visual language, and editing to make up for the lack of actors."

"Yes, but the characters produced in this way are very fancy. Feizi is not. If it is just 'good-looking', Cesc will not shout at you from the air. He has very high requirements for actors." Shanglu pointed him: "Turn over To the page of Hitchcock."

Ke Yu turned over according to his words, and heard Shang Lu say: "Hitchcock's idea of ​​characters is very simple and rude. Actors are just his tools. His characters are all typical flat courtesans, scared women, kind-hearted For young people, you can see that his heroines are all blond beauties, like Ingrid Bergman and Grace Kelly are very charming under his lens, but that’s all, you won’t put These characters act as their exemplars."

"My puppet cat is called Bergman."

Shanglu laughed: "Elegance, nobility and a little bit of mystery."

"Ah."

"And you too—I mean strong personalities off-camera, which is your gift—seems beside the point?"

Ke Yu couldn't help laughing, another shrimp was stuffed into his mouth.The sunset and evening wind are so magnificent, making this night at the end of October, which is usually like yesterday, tender and lingering.

"What I mean is that if Hitchcock is as clever as Hitchcock, even if he uses top-level audio-visual language to shoot, when he only wants to create a vase-like character, then even Ingrid Bergman can only stop at being a Vase. You gave the best performance under my lens, partly because of me, and partly because you presented and shaped the core of the character Feizi."

"You mean, my biography?"

"Ah."

Rather than talking about class, Ke Yu retorted: "I will write a biography for every character."

Shang Lu looked into his eyes: "However, not every biography, you have acted under the camera as No. 1."

Confusion appeared in Ke Yu's eyes: "What is No.1 name?"

Which actor's role is not No.1?

"Really treat yourself as him, and live a succinct life under the camera." Shanglu wiped his hands with a wet towel, "Ke Yu, have you ever thought that maybe it is this insignificant process that truly completes your understanding of the character?" The interpretation of it allows you to truly complete the inclusion of a character's soul?"

"Writing biographies of characters is often carried out in the third person or in the second person. Even if it is the No.1 way of writing, there is a qualitative difference in the degree of integration of the characters. You said that you were acting Zai is very relaxed, because you know, I don't understand you - the essence of 'you' does not exist in front of me at that time, so you have no burden. I only know 'Fei Zai', and the essence of Fei Zai is up to you Presentation and definition, it makes you very relaxed, that’s one, and two, you don’t have a design, so it naturally brings your personal idiosyncrasies and maximizes your sense of atmosphere.”

Shang Lu organized his speech while analyzing, "We have passed your performance mode once in the afternoon. You have always performed in an expressive way, but,"

Having said that, he paused for a rare moment, as if he was considering a cautious and important conclusion.When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were more serious and dignified than ever before, as if they were glowing with determination, "—but, in fact, you are an experiential actor."

Experience pie.

A noun that belongs to genius.

Many fans of young actors like to boast that they are experienced actors, which is actually nonsense.

In the performance field known to the public, the performance system is usually roughly divided into experience school, method school and expression school.If you want to ask a class teacher to explain the difference, it will be quite a waste of time.

"Imagine you want to play an old man, how do you play it?"

Shang Lu was obviously excited, "Are you full? - Don't eat - Aunt Qin, remove the food."

Ke Yu: "I..."

I just ate two prawns!

"I'm going back to work soon, and I'll lose another three pounds."

Ke Yu: "..."

fuck you.

Shang Lu held back his laughter, and coaxed: "Hey, let's have a late-night snack after chatting, and I'll make it for you."

"……Save it."

The noodles will not be cooked.

Ke Yu was so coaxed by him that he couldn't help it. Although he didn't believe it in his heart, his blood flow accelerated, so that even his fingers trembled slightly.

"If I play an old man, I will first construct an image in my heart based on the script, using label-like words, and then observe, refine and summarize," Ke Yu thought while answering, "According to the plot curve and emotional curve, Mimic, engineer, flesh out his movements."

"This is the expression school. The expression school is to escape, jump out of the role frame, and imitate and master it from the perspective of God. This is also the genre that is most likely to achieve results." Shanglu continued, "The difference between the method school and the experience school is very subtle. , in short, both of them emphasize starting from the self and forming a subconscious performance reaction, but the experiential school is more involved in the play and sacrifices itself."

"what do you mean……"

"If he is sent by experience to play an old man, he will not imitate the old man, he will first believe that he is already an old man, the kind of hatred for the obsession, obsession and entanglement of the elderly, not through External observation is designed to achieve this, but let yourself become an individual in this situation and present the state spontaneously, so the performance of the experiential school will also bring strong personal characteristics, for example, if you and I are both an experiential school As an actor, there will be a very strong difference between the old fetishism I acted and the one you acted."

Ke Yu tried to sum it up: "That is... to become a character spontaneously."

There was quiet encouragement in Shanglu's eyes: "You were acting like Feizi at the time, isn't that the case?"

He thinks he is Fei Zi, who loves seafood, smokes at the port, and lightly narrates his vulgar love stories among old women and his life of drug trafficking, without any shame, and with the passing of time. A little self-pity.

He is not imitating an imaginary object, but deeply embeds Fei Zai in his own life state, thus presenting a performance that is indistinguishable from the real and the fake inside and outside the play.

No wonder movie fans commented like this: If I didn't know Kojima, I would even think it was a true monologue of an amateur.

"Lies are more real when they are mixed with part of the truth, and so are performances. Spontaneously becoming a character, sacrificing part of the truth of one's own individual, to truly envy, pain, remorse, hatred, and shock, this kind of performance is truly close to life , a performance close to real life." Shang Lu shook Ke Yu's hand: "Why is it so cold?"

Ke Yu seemed to be stunned: "I..."

"Give up imitation from now on, imitation needs a picture," Shang Lu held his hand to his lips and kissed: "Being a character doesn't need it."

Ke Yu was suffering from wave after wave of clueless shocks in his heart, he curled his lips in a vague way, "Heart blindness doesn't seem to be a big deal in your eyes."

Shang Lu shook his head: "I'm ready to paint a storyboard for you for the rest of my life. Heart blindness is fatal to an actor. It's your talent of experientialism that makes it no big deal."

Uncle Ming walked hurriedly, interrupting what Ke Yu wanted to say.

"Master, something happened."

Shanglu let go of his hand, his expression undefended: "What's wrong?"

"Su Huizhen hit the headlines for beating a pregnant woman. There is Lian Haiyuan in the surveillance video. Some people have speculated that Zhi and the young master are the illegitimate children of the Pei family."

Shanglu's face darkened: "Where is Zhihe?"

Uncle Ming shook his head solemnly: "I haven't contacted you since this afternoon."

"Give me the phone."

Uncle Ming handed it to him, and Shang Lu dialed the phone while walking towards the study, "Ask if elder brother is in Hong Kong, ask him to find Auntie Pei, and I will go there later."

Concealing Pei Zhihe's identity is something that everyone tacitly understands. Pei Yanheng must be willing to help. After all, a person like her who comes from a wealthy family and has eyes above the top has also contributed to Pei Zhihe's achievements. To be proud is to be proud.

He hurriedly ordered: "Is the Deloitte plane there? I—"

"—It is expected that Mrs. Pei let it go."

Shanglu's footsteps stopped.

He understood that it was Pei Yanheng who was going to clean up the house.

Since this is the case, it is not easy for their merchants to intervene.

Pei Zhihe was destined to be a victim from the very beginning.It's good that Pei Yanheng didn't make a move, but if he did, he was the one who was going to be sacrificed for the first time, who was going to be on the cusp of the storm, and was criticized by words and pens.

Shanglu's heart sank and sank, he took a long, deep breath, and finally said calmly, "I'm here to contact Zhihe."

"Take care of yourself." Uncle Ming finally couldn't help reminding, "If Zhihe's identity is revealed, you won't be able to hide it either."

·

When Su Huizhen returned home in a daze, Pei Zhihe was waiting in the living room.

"Baby?" She whispered, "Why are you here? Aren't you..." She searched her stomach for a while before remembering what to say, "Aren't you supposed to be in Lyon?"

"where did you go?"

"Ah, me, me," Su Huizhen stroked her hair, and said nonchalantly, "I'm going to find your Aunt Biying."

The two hours of heart-to-heart confession was full of tears, and everything proceeded according to her script, until Yan Meiying answered a phone call midway.

After that phone call, her attitude suddenly turned cold, and she asked her to leave politely and gracefully, saying that she couldn't accompany her because of important business.

Not even a driver to take her home was arranged.

It wasn't until she took the business car that Su Huizhen learned the whole story from Jin Li's vehement questioning.

What's ridiculous is that in order to appease Yan Meiying, she hung up Jin Li's countless calls and missed the earliest opportunity to respond.

Pei Zhihe sat in the armchair, his face hidden in the thick shadows. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "That pregnant woman committed suicide, do you know?"