Inner entertainment first vase

Ke Yu sat down by the firepit again, the atmosphere that made him feel tight and short of breath just now disappeared, and he fiddled with the red-burning firewood: "You're right, there will be no ambiguity after talking about it."

Shanglu was still standing, as if he hadn't recovered.He didn't sit down until Ke Yu said "Hello" to him again.The script unfolded, and he paused before saying, "I read the homework you sent me this afternoon——"

Ke Yu interrupted him: "Then if you watch me make passionate scenes and kiss scenes in the future, you will definitely not have fantasies?"

Shang Lu was startled, but before he could answer, Ke Yu helped him and said, "Surely not, right." Seeing Shang Lu nodding, he put his cheeks together, and casually pursed his smile: "That's right, only gays would. Responding to this kind of thing over and over again, you're so straight, of course there won't be a second time—Okay," he dropped the tongs, "back to the script. You read the homework, what do you want to say?" His script didn't After taking it out, I had to sit next to Shanglu and read the same copy with him.

"Play it for me."

"Give me a line."

Shanglu wrote the script: "Ahu hit me, he is not human, look at my arm - look at these bruises -"

Ke Yu grabbed his arm and pulled him to his eyes. His eyes showed disbelief and anger, and his eyes were reddish.

"He still gambles... and he finds me out when he loses all his money—"

With five fingers hard, he almost pinched Shanglu's arm, pursed his lips and breathed hot and heavy, then stood up suddenly, Shanglu grabbed him, and continued to read the dialogue: "As long as someone sees me smiling at me and talking to me, he will hit me, Call me a bitch—”

Ke Yu clenched her fists, her shoulders trembled, and she stepped forward so hard that "Sister Fei" could hardly hold back.

Shanglu returned to a normal tone: "And then? Sister Fei still has more than 100 lines of lines, how do you want to act?"

Ke Yu withdrew from the play, and the atmosphere became depressed. After a long time, he looked back at Shanglu and smiled: "It's terrible, isn't it?"

Shang Lu thought for a while, "Don't waste your precise body control and shaping power."

"Sounds like a compliment to me." Ke Yu hooked the stool and sat down.

"It's a compliment to you. Many actors can't even control facial expressions. It is difficult for them to accurately convey emotions. You are very precise—although it is only a superficial imitation, it at least shows that you have the ability to learn more. Shanglu held up the script: "In addition to just looking at the literal meaning of the information and emotions of a piece of text, you have to learn to find the [-]% of the subtext hidden under the sea. Tang Zhuo is a mature screenwriter—I first ask What role are you, Sister Fei?"

"Mature, romantic, charming, good at using and manipulating people's hearts." Ke Yu answered quickly.

"What kind of person is Fei Zi?"

"Simple, paranoid, gullible, and delusional about love."

"Okay, so what are Fei Zai's feelings for Sister Fei?"

Ke Yu hesitated for a moment, "It's between love and hate, it's hard to tell, very possessive."

Shang Lu sat down beside him, "If you can see through, Sister Fei can see through."

"What do you mean?"

"Fei Zai's morbid feelings for her and his personality are all clear to her."

Ke Yu seemed to understand a little: "So..."

"So, every word and every sentence of hers is not spoken casually, but step by step. You see—" Shanglu turned away the pen, "First is domestic violence, second is bad gambling, and then It was a dispute over money—Ahu had been asking her to borrow money, even selling it out again—and it was Ahu who imprisoned her in the end. Does Feizai love Sister Fei’s body very much? You performed a passionate scene Three scenes, very violent, barbaric, rough, love-hate, hate to death but have to indulge, Ah Hu beats Sister Fei, do you think he cares? He is from Shanwei, what attitude towards women there you should compare I am clear."

"Everything, it doesn't matter."

"Okay, the second level is bad gambling. It's still Shanwei's problem. Have you ever wondered why it is Shanwei and not other places in Eastern Province? How is the folk culture in Chaoshan? Especially in small towns and rural areas, is gambling a problem? Fei Zai grew up in such a background, will he feel that bad gambling makes him very angry?"

Ke Yu showed a shocked look in his eyes, but quickly restrained himself.He really didn't think about it.After thinking for a while, he replied: "It's commonplace."

Shanglu then wrote the next line on the script: "Money. Before Feizai came to Lijiang, what was he doing? Selling. Who sold him? Sister Fei. Sister Fei introduced him to her sister, and Feizai followed suit. Go on, even take drugs to sell, in addition to physical problems and brain hallucinations, you must continue to work like this, otherwise life will be unsustainable. Ah Hu's idea of ​​taking money from Fei, what do you think he will think?"

"Deserving it."

"He asked Sister Fei to sell it again—"

"She was for sale."

Shang Lu looked at him gently and encouragingly under the scorching firelight: "The last layer, you say it yourself."

"Ahu monitors her all the time and treats her as his own. Only then did his emotions start to get aroused."

"What did Sister Fei say in her last line?"

Ke Yu recited smoothly: "Fei Zai, my sister only wants you, you take me away, I will go away with you, and I don't want the courtyard in Lijiang, as long as you take me away. I don't know how much you come to see me Glad—but no, he'll kill me, he won't let me with you."

Shanglu lit up his phone and opened WeChat, which displayed the homework answers sent by Ke Yu.He pulled up and returned to his five questions: "What I just said is actually here."

Ke Yu lowered his face, expressionless on his face: "I've let you down."

Really trying, really trying to break things down, but why?He can't see through.

Phytoluca turned on the cap of the pen: "No."

Ke Yu burst into panic for a moment.He has received too many expectant gazes, and finally extinguished the flames in these gazes with his own hands again and again.Praise-disappointment, is his track in the entertainment circle, he keeps going back and forth, running in vain, and in the end he just returns to the original point like a ghost hitting a wall.

With his hand pressed down, Shang Lu turned his head and was stunned by Ke Yu's serious expression.

He could see Ke Yu's nervousness.

Ke Yu asked softly, "How many times can you endure such disappointment?"

How many times do you turn your head and walk away like them?I don’t look back once I leave, thinking that Ke Yu is just like what Li Shan said, he can only make a vase with a sense of atmosphere and a story.Is it the tenth time?Or twenty times?How many times is this time?The second time...and eight more.

Ke Yu just looked at him, expressionless and calm, as if these voices in his heart did not exist.

Shang Lu hooked his lips: "Did I ever say that I was disappointed?"

"I don't even have scripts—"

"The ability to empathize and analyze the text is not only a talent, but also an ability that can be acquired through exercise. There are too many actors in domestic entertainment who cannot correctly interpret the characters in the script. You don't need to belittle yourself. Besides, as I said, You acted very well." The fire and light made his eyes warm and firm, with a kind of calm and calm, people would trust his words for no reason, and even began to be convinced that he could be saved.

"Teacher Ke, do you trust me?" Ke Yu smiled to himself: "Why, I don't trust you, do I play house with you here?"

Shanglu laughed and held his hand instead.Ke Yu's palms always seem to be cold, and the fire can't warm them up.

"Do you know how much money my family has?"

Ke Yu didn't react until Shang Lu Fuer reported a number.His eyes widened in disbelief... Damn it, with such an absolutely shocking number, this young master's appearance here is almost like a fairy descending from the earth, he said from the bottom of his heart: "...you have worked hard on the private visit in Weifu."

Shanglu rubbed his hair: "That's not what it means. You have to believe that people like me really don't have the time and patience to comfort others. I said you are fine, but you are fine. I said I want you to be an incredible Actor, even if I think so, I will definitely do it. I am neither interested nor lazy to do such things as falsehood and obedience. I have most things in this world. , I don't bother to lie and deceive, not because I have a noble personality, but because I don't need it. It's the same for you. "

"for me?"

"It is also inevitable."

Ke Yu was about to take his hand away, but Shanglu held it tighter: "I said I was not disappointed, but I was really not disappointed. On the contrary, I was pleasantly surprised. Every time I accompany you to re-interpret, you can give accurate feedback. If you still can't split the character level correctly, it doesn't matter, I am willing to accompany you to chew every sentence and paragraph in the script until you understand it."

After knowing that he is the second son of the merchant, he once secretly clicked on the topic related to "Sean".

I saw them analyze his Facebook and Twitter, analyze his study tour experience and academic background, see his previous works and photos, and watch him share his daily life and reading notes in words.

He seems to be living under a very good and abundant sunshine, and he enthusiastically perceives all the beautiful things in the world, as if—shadows do not exist in Shanglu's life.Although there is not a single photo of himself, people can unconsciously outline his image, proud of his talents, rebellious, yet at ease.

Ke Yu felt sour, and hastily averted his gaze: "You cherish talented people, don't you?"

Shang Lu did not hesitate: "Yes."

"If there is an actor like me in the future—or more talented, more camera sense, and more tacit understanding than me, you will spare no effort to help him and cooperate with him."

Shanglu thought for a moment: "Yes."

He was keenly aware of Ke Yu's subtlety, "Ke Yu," he called his full name solemnly for the first time, "The fate of people is destined, maybe I will shoot you for the rest of my life, or maybe we will only cooperate Two films will fall apart and part ways. The story of the film industry is not special. Have you ever thought that maybe you are more talented and talented than me, and I may not be able to make any amazing works. I met you not because I wanted you to be me, but because God asked me to be you—"

He paused, still holding Ke Yu's hand, watching him gently and deeply: "Maybe in the future, you will be the one standing in the spotlight, and I will just applaud you in the audience. If I am destined to only If I can send you a ride and entrust you, then even if we have no chance of cooperating or meeting at that time, I will not regret it."

A strange emotion swept over all of Ke Yu's rationality in an instant. He seemed to have suddenly fallen into the deep sea from a cliff. The first scene was shot so well, when Tang Zhuo rushed over to hug you, I also—”

The ending sound didn't have time to export.

Ke Yu hugged him violently, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck.

It's not like the protagonist hugs the director.

"I'm so surprised, it's not too much to give me a hug." Ke Yu said in his ear, exhaling hot and humid breath: "Now, hug me."

The author has something to say: The customs clearance password has been obtained, and now it will be unlocked...

Regarding some customs of Chaoshan,

It's just a relatively common phenomenon in the local area that "Tang Zhuo" borrowed in his creation (such as relative patriarchy, relatively low status of women)

The script is not rooted without soil, and the background of the characters' experience is based on the customs of a place.

Again, this is just the background of the creation, not a map gun, not intentional, not smearing, not value judgment, not extension