Did Zhou Jing retire today?

Who is it?

Rice peach?

Stop talking and eat?

call...but don't want to talk...

Ignore... Will she cause more trouble?

So annoying, annoying, annoying, annoying...

What is more annoying than the mood is the knocking on the door that seems to never stop. They come one after another, without any pattern, but they continue.

Zhou Jing arched on the bed a few times, finally couldn't stand the continuous noise, and got up from the bed.

When he walked to the door and opened it, before he could react, the person outside the door spoke first.

"That's how you opened the door?" Tang Jue frowned, with a very serious expression, "You didn't even ask, but opened the door when you knocked? You didn't even put on the anti-theft buckle. Are you too overzealous?"

Zhou Jing looked at Tang Jue with a dull expression, not knowing whether to answer his question first or ask him why he came first.

Seeing his lack of signal, Tang Jue sighed: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you. I'll tell Mi Tao tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and showed Zhou Jing a dozen beers in his hand: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhou Jing froze for two seconds, reached out to take the beer, turned around and wanted to close the door.

Tang Jue had been prepared for a long time, put his foot in the crack of the door, and said confidently: "The wine I bought, you must let me taste it?"

Zhou Jing looked down at the thick-soled wide-toed Martin boots stuck in the crack of the door, then at the wooden door of the hotel that was neither heavy nor sharp, and then thought about the physical and mental strength needed to dissuade Tang Jue, and decisively let go of the doorknob .

Even though he let people into the house, Zhou Jing didn't intend to be a good host, so he went straight to the French windows in the living room with the beer in hand.There was a thick blanket and a few pillows, which added a bit of laziness to this temporary residence, giving it a homely feel.

Zhou Jing walked to the carpet, kicked off his slippers, and sat cross-legged against the pillow facing the floor-to-ceiling window, then took out a can of beer and opened it with a bang, completely ignoring Tang Jue's existence.

Tang Jue was not angry either, he closed the door and walked to the carpet, looking at the snow-white and soft carpet, lost in thought.

In order to be able to enter the door smoothly, he specially wore a pair of thick-soled Martin boots, which were convenient for Carmen to sew.But very unfortunately, this pair of shoes is laced.

If he wants to sit cross-legged like Zhou Jing, he will definitely have to take off his Martin boots, not to mention that hemp is not troublesome, the process of taking off his shoes is not handsome at all...

After thinking for a while, Tang Jue took advantage of his slender limbs and dragged two pillows from the carpet, then turned around and sat down facing the French window, leaning against the pillows, with his long legs resting directly on the floor.

After being seated smoothly, he leaned forward to take a can of beer, opened it and took a sip, savored it carefully, and then pretended to chat and said, "I heard...you were stuck by Director Lin all afternoon today?"

Zhou Jing stopped drinking, but quickly continued to drink one after another, without any intention of opening his mouth.

Seeing this, Tang Jue was not in a hurry to say anything, but opened the lunch box containing braised pork, and pushed it in front of Zhou Jing: "Here, the appetizers."

Zhou Jing still didn't speak, and just concentrated on drinking without even looking at the salty and fragrant stewed meat.

Seeing him like this, Tang Jue felt a little regretful in his heart, and felt that he should talk to Zhou Jing earlier, or remind him to some extent, so as not to force him to be like this.

But if he talked with Zhou Jing about his acting skills early on, it would be a little shallow, and it is hard to predict what the consequences will be.

But now, Zhou Jing has come to a dead end, even if he resists again, he will be able to listen to some harsh words, right?

Withdrawing his messy thoughts, Tang Jue drank a few sips of wine, feeling a little overwhelmed, he whirled the aluminum can that was warmed by his palm, lowered his eyes and whispered: "I've seen "Spring and Autumn"."

Zhou Jing's mind was shocked, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Tang Jue.

Tang Jue raised his eyes, looked into Zhou Jing's eyes and said, "Your role as Young Master Jiao is very impressive."

"...What do you want...to say?" Zhou Jing finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse and his expression was ugly, like a cat with its hair blown.

Tang Jue pondered for a while: "... When you participated in "Spring and Autumn", right? If the information I checked is correct, this is also your first time acting."

"I got an electric shock for the first time, and I was not suppressed when I played against the actor, and even dedicated one of the most impressive scenes in the whole movie. Do you know what people in the circle call this?"

Tang Jue raised the beer can and made a gesture of toasting: "God appreciates the food, I have a talent for acting."

[That's right, he has aura and is a good seed for acting. ]

Zhou Jing recalled what the director of "Spring and Autumn" Lu Xiaobei said, took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice, "That was a long time ago..."

Tang Jue smiled: "Talent is something that won't disappear."

"Then why do I..." Can't play Lin Xiao well now?

Zhou Jing didn't finish his sentence, but Tang Jue seemed to hear his heart.

"Because you're too nervous!" Tang Jue shook the aluminum can with half a can of beer left, felt the liquor swaying inside, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "It's like this beer can, it's hard, even if you No matter how talented you are, if you are confined in a fixed framework, how can you show it?"

Zhou Jing frowned and stared at the beer can dangling in Tang Jue's hand: "...I'm not nervous."

"Really?" Tang Jue turned his head to look at Zhou Jing, "Then how did you play Jiao Xu back then?"

How did you play Jiao Xu?Zhou Jing opened another can of beer, drinking while recalling.

It was his first time acting, he didn't understand anything, he knew nothing, at the beginning it was director Lu Xiaobei who taught him how to act.

Where to look with the eyes, how to move the hands, every shot and every movement is taught in pieces.When the work was over, he was carried into the room, and the director, screenwriter and producer went into battle together, taught him acting systematically, and watched him write performance experience and biographies.

Gradually, Director Lu no longer taught him the specific movements, but told him the character's mood at the moment.Why are you angry?Why do you feel helpless again?It has evolved from dismantling facial expressions to dismantling plots and analyzing character psychology.

And then, just talk about walking.

Seeing that Zhou Jing remained silent for a long time, Tang Jue held the beer can and said, "Everyone has a deep impression on the first time, such as the first kiss and the first night, and you must also have deep memories of the first acting experience. It helped you successfully play Jiao Xu's method, you will definitely not give up, so why doesn't the method that worked in the past not work now?"

Why doesn't it work anymore?He wrote a short biography of nearly [-] words, and after he started playing card games, he would write performance experience whenever he had time... He used all available methods, but he became more and more confused...

"No matter what the method is, it can help you play Jiao Xu well, and it can help you understand Linxiao. Moreover, you participated in the training camp all the way, and got along with the screenwriter, director, and original author of the original work day and night. With your hardworking and serious personality, you will definitely not give up such a good performance." If there is an opportunity, I will definitely discuss the script and characters with them." Seeing that Zhou Jing remained silent, Tang Jue opened his mouth to analyze.

"When the filming first started, Director Lin and Wen Jun were full of praise for you, which showed that your method is correct and you have understood the role thoroughly. If this is the case, why can't you act well now? The method is correct, and the role is not misunderstood. It's you who might be the problem."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just holding the beer can, staring at the carpet, wondering what he was thinking.

"Since the problem lies with you, let's analyze and analyze the difference between you now and you five years ago." Tang Jue played with the beer can, making the small half of the can turn upside down.

"You were electrocuted for the first time five years ago. There must have been nervousness and a lot of pressure, but it should be more out of curiosity, right? The first time you put on a costume, the first time you stood behind the camera, there are so many new and fun things you have never seen before. It’s so interesting. And as the filming progresses, you get more and more into the state, and get the approval of the director and others. That’s Lu Xiaobei, how many people can praise him for half a lifetime.”

"On the other hand, you are suppressed and squeezed out now. You were nominated for the Hundred Flowers Award, but you were pinned on the [-]th line and couldn't move. You were depressed. Finally, you have a chance to turn around. What will you do?"

Tang Jue reached out and took an empty beer can from Zhou Jing, and then, in the sight of the other party, tightened his five fingers, pinching the beer can until it creaked.

"If I were you, I would seize this opportunity and try my best."

Zhou Jing watched the empty beer can gradually deform in Tang Jue's hands, and heard the not-so-pleasant sound, frowned and asked, "Isn't it right?"

"Yes, of course." Tang Jue put the crushed aluminum can between the two of them, and then picked up his can of beer that had been devastated. "If it were me, I would do the same. By the way, recently Variety shows are very popular, "Treasure in the City", do you know?"

"...Ah?" Zhou Jing looked up at Tang Jue blankly, not understanding why the topic suddenly jumped to variety shows.

Tang Jue seemed to like that variety show very much, and he talked endlessly: "It's a star variety show on Yangtao TV. It's a treasure hunt game. It's very interesting. The first episode was broadcast last week and received rave reviews. Don't you know? Our crew Many people have watched it, and Lin Zilu is also organizing a small treasure hunt on the set, which has attracted many people to participate...you really don't know?"

Zhou Jing shook his head blankly.

Tang Jue smiled slightly: "Look, this is the problem. You pushed yourself too hard and made yourself an aluminum can. Except for the information about "Fang Wai", no one else can enter this can." .”

Tang Jue reached out and knocked on the beer can in Zhou Jing's hand: "Lin Zilu once invited you to play together at the dinner table, but you said you had something to do, so you declined."

"I don't remember..." In the middle of speaking, Zhou Jing stopped, and the flashing picture in his mind reminded him that what Tang Jue said did happen.

"You cherish this opportunity too much, and you are afraid that you will screw up. The more you think about it, the more restrained you become. How can you perform in such a high-pressure state? Even if Lin Xiao comes alive in your heart, your body does not." Express yourself however you want.”

"Because you're afraid of failure."