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The smallest pet trainer in history, if it wasn't for the fact that this circle is too lonely, it would definitely be another series of hot headlines.
Fu Chengxue puts most of her energy on her studies now.
The decrease in credit resources allowed him to shorten the number of times he logged in to the system, and he mostly previewed junior high school textbooks in the dream space.
His ultimate goal is to step up to the top of the entertainment empire pyramid - all other honors are short-lived, in order to add a string of bright ornaments to his life and career, and these ornaments cannot hide the wearer himself of brilliance.
Oftentimes a change of mind is a flash of inspiration.
——Just like when Miao Meili passed away again.
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☆、——[-]——
Miao Meili died in spring.
This is the second car accident he has experienced in his life.
On the morning of the Ching Ming Festival on April [-]th, Fu Chengxue's eyelids twitched fast, like a crow's feathers fluttering on her brow bone, a bit of a bad omen.It was Miao's suggestion to follow Li Lu and Miao's to go to Lujia Village to pay homage to the deceased who died in the car accident the year before last.
The three of them got on the bus, single row on the right.
The car drove all the way.
When approaching the intersection, my heart was beating fast, my chest was tight, and my breathing was short of breath. The intersection I was gradually approaching was the site of the car accident the year before last.I passed by a few times before, but for some reason this time was so weird, he retched a few times, Li Lu turned his head, "Are you motion sick?" He said, helping to open the window.
The moment the wind poured into his ears, he felt a chill in his body. It suddenly occurred to him that Miao's death in his previous life was on the day of Qingming. It was Miao's position to hit the car body.
Die on the spot.
Otherwise, no one was injured.
At that moment he thought of "fate".
From the point of view of profound art, whether there is fate or not is doomed.
Can a person's rebirth change his fate against the sky - he is still the same person in his previous life, who was poor and poor before, can he change just by going back to the past?He always knew what he wanted, but did he really know?
At first, I wanted to be a star because of Lu Shen.
I want that man who doesn't know where he is to see him appearing on TV shining like a star, and regret for abandoning his wife and son.Want to stand out, use the fastest shortcut.
He moved forward all the way, lost all the way, until suddenly looking back, he had nothing.In his previous life, he stood in front of Li Lu's tombstone with an umbrella. The rain washed the road down the mountain even more muddy. Wouldn't all the lost things be thrown away in vain?
Turn life into a complete tragedy?
Holding an umbrella, there is no sign of the rain stopping, and he does not want to spend the night in the cemetery, so he can only walk down with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The road he has traveled is like his life. There is no other way to go, only persistence .
Admitting a mistake is denying yourself.
He was pitifully left with only himself at that time, so he couldn't admit defeat, so he was drawn into a prison and lost in a mess.
What exactly does he want?
Be a star.
What is a star?
In feudal society, they were called actors and actors, and their status was low.After the new century, two screens, big and small, turned actors around, as if the most glamorous side of the world was given to this group of people: trendsetters, fashion of the times, benchmarks, and idols.Many people can't remember the silently dedicated scientific research personnel, but they can remember the starring role of a bloody soap opera. Many people can't name the top ten outstanding young people every year, but they can pass the level by using the star's face as Lianliankan.
The exposure rate has turned the entertainment industry into a dye vat that is more complicated than the imperial palace. You can climb to the sky in one step, step into the fence and climb up.
Intrigue, chasing fame and fortune.
He wants, is it also these?
Like most celebrities, squandering the brightest years of life just to support those leeches who swallow blood and spit out their conscience, wrap their rotting bodies in Chinese clothes, be sought after as glory-crazed addicts, and enjoy the scenery that attracts the attention of the world, Unrecognizable day by day, obliterated by time.
Could it be that what he paid Chengxue to absorb was just such a little firefly light?
Do not! ! !
--no.
He wants to be the brightest moon, the hottest sun, the most unique brilliance, not the sparks of meteors.
Fireworks——for a moment of brilliance, the essence is empty.
Nowadays, most of the stars are packaged meals, there are fast food and fast food, and there are also well-cooked Man-Han banquets. The way of cooking is hype.No matter how exquisite the food is, it is essentially the dross that is eliminated after the reincarnation of the five grains. What it can provide is just a knowing smile from time passing by in leisure time, and it will eventually be killed by the years.
The ancients all knew that beauty fades and love is late, and winning by face is not a long-term solution.
When a peerless beauty ages, it takes talent to appreciate the wrinkled beauty of the past, and most people will spend the time for reminiscing on the young and immature little fresh meat.
Many people can't remember a star who died ten years ago, 20 years ago, or half a century ago, but when using a light bulb camera, they remember that there was an inventor named Edison in the last century, when Darcy in "Pride and Prejudice" When I was fascinated, I remembered a lady named Jane Austen in the last century.
The difference between the two lies in:
The value of existence.
What an actor deserves to be praised should not be how many knives he has done, how many boyfriends and girlfriends he has had, how many directors and rich businessmen he has been with, and how famous he is, but the actor's duty: his acting skills, his dedication, his works, his achievements.
Words that are not easily replaced by others.
Maybe the original intention came too hastily, and time sculpted and deformed the dream, so that he finally saw it clearly!
If he wants to engrave his name on history, and if he lives a lifetime, his story must be passed down from generation to generation.
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☆,——[-]——
March, the season of warm spring and flowers blooming.
Fu Chengxue sat by the last row of windows.
Bewitched by the wind, the white polka-dot window screen repeatedly outlines the slender figure of the young boy, tall and straight like bamboo, thin and thin, elegant and strong.
——This requires TOEFL years of experience in Vanity Fair.
All kinds of emotions are contained in the chest, the charm is fermented for a long time, and the actions are natural. This is why girls always think that mature men have a taste, but there are too many things hidden in their hearts.Perhaps it was because he listened to too many beauty songs. At this time, he let go of his gaze, his eyes were as black as obsidian rings, so beautiful that they couldn't eat the fireworks in the world. When he was in a daze, this kind of repulsion would be more obvious.
Ordinary people get lighter as they get older, but he was so pure and pure like a child, and was advised not to wear colored contact lenses by his teacher.
Now 11 years old, studying in the second semester of primary five.
Girls develop earlier than boys, but his height stands out from the crowd of men and women.
Outside the window, the sky is high and cloudy, invariably blue and white.
It's very similar to Li Lu's feeling.
Shallow street.
dull.
The Miao family passed away a year ago, and I heard from the super monk that the monastery was recruiting lay disciples, so Fu Chengxue let Fu Yu go, after screening through layers, it was a surprise that they still stayed until the end.
Maybe it's because he always went to see him in the temple. Recently, Fu Chengxue dreamed about a small incident a long time ago:
In the year when Li Lu entered, several wandering monks came to Pingque village for alms. He was in a bad mood and drove them away. Before leaving, the black and thin monk in red suddenly asked him, "Does the benefactor know the people in this village?" Is there any adopted young man, about two years older?"
In a blink of an eye, Li Lu's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind. His face was deep and strange, and it was the most impressive face he had ever seen in his life, not one of them.
He doesn't look like his parents, let alone a southerner, which occasionally makes Fu Chengxue doubt his parentage.
The facial features are distinct but not sharp. On the contrary, he is a bit good, like water, with hundreds of rivers in his chest, bright and intelligent.The beautiful eyes are clear and bright, and the black and white colors contain aura, which makes people think of the Pisces on the gossip plate.He has a round head and a long face, which is not funny, but wise and restrained, but the hair is too curly.The most prominent are the lips and ears, one containing beads and the other hanging beads.According to the fortune teller, the master with pearls on his lips can speak well and is good at deceiving people's hearts.But this person seldom argues, and always presses his lips into a fixed curve with a gentle arc, the thoroughness and fickleness of time are condensed between his lips and teeth, and even his breath is suppressed to be long and far-reaching, so as not to cause disputes.
——Like an outsider watching a farce, you can't escape your sarcasm and bluff, like a childish face, who doesn't even bother to explain, flicking his sleeves as if he has been stained with dust.
My heart was beating wildly in a panic.
How did he answer at that time?
Probably no.
Beep ring——!
The bell rang after school, interrupting his thoughts, he twisted his hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears, remembering that Li Lu cut his hair in his previous life.
The long, bony hands moved swiftly through his hair, making his scalp tingle, as if being swept by a tiny electric current.He raised his head and looked up at Li Lu.There was a smile in those piercing eyes, whether it was near or far, or distant, it reminded him of the Leshan Giant Buddha he had seen before, his heart stilled for a moment, the years were peaceful, and he felt ashamed of blasphemy.
Li Lu said that the arc of his neck was like a swan dying, and that moment made people want...
what do you want?
Li Lu didn't say anything later, just laughed.
That smile is so cheap and meaningless, even facing the weeds in the ditch, it can be so touching and warm.
He is glad--
The favorite god and Buddha in this life did not fall into the dunya.
Primary school is over.
The students who had been detained for a day happily left one after another, and their wrinkled faces in class also blossomed into flowers.Among the group of elementary school students who looked like chickens and quails, a young boy with a temperament of Tsinghua University stepped out and blended in with the crowd in a low-key way, but was watched secretly by others.He walked to the station unhurriedly, and at a glance he recognized that kind-hearted young man in the crowd—it was Li Lu.
In the first grade of junior high school next door, the grades are excellent and the future is bright.
Fu Chengxue now has a lot of money in his hands. When Lujia Village was converted into a resort, although he had already been registered as an uncle, he obtained the rights and interests of the villagers under the turnover of the village chief. The condolences for casualties, and a suite close to the subway, rented out for a long time to collect room fees, in addition to personal accident insurance compensation, even if Li Lu and Fu Yu's consumption is arranged, there is no pressure.
Li Lu is not a character who can accept Shi En calmly, even though he did not drop out of school, he also found some odd jobs.Fu Chengxue often couldn't figure out Li Lu's whereabouts, and accidentally found that the amount of Li Lu's bankbook had risen in a strange and straight line, her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she was about to jump out of her chest, staring at Li Lu's eyes like a poisonous snake, as if to see Qing kept the secret deep in his heart, and called Gray Cat in his mind.
Li Lu just flapped his eyelashes and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
And the gray cat's "no abnormality in the fluctuation of soul" also broke his extravagant hope.
The camera zooms back to the present.
Two handsome guys, one cold and the other kind, met at the station on a narrow road.
There were about [-] people around the stop sign, and the distance between the two of them was only half a meter no matter how they pretended not to see each other.Occasionally, the eyes meet and stagger as if they are strangers.There are also quite a few little girls around after school, secretly watching and chatting.A beautiful girl who seems to have a crush on Li Lu pretended to squeeze over to look at the stop sign, and "accidentally" tripped, and the falling gracefully like a butterfly was enchanting and beautiful. A lot of effort has been put into it, and even the arc of her hair is like a waterfall. .
The only discordant point is: Fu Chengxue is very close to her.
Being dragged and smashed his head to the stop sign, the shoulder of the person next to him blocked the direction of raising his hand, and he was about to be hit.The gentle boy's gaze changed, and he suddenly waved his hand to push away the obstacle falling towards his arms, and put his hand between the boy's head and the stop sign.
There was a bang, and there was a sound.
The cold and pretty boy pushed the gentle and kind boy away, and said ungratefully, "Don't worry about it!"
The gentle and kind boy withdrew his hand that was used as a cushion, and hid quietly behind him. The girl standing behind Li Lu noticed that the veins in that hand were beating, and her fingertips were trembling violently, as if she had injured a tendon. She let out a small cry, The young man turned his head as usual, looked at her indifferently, and blocked all conversations.
Li Lu turned around and walked towards the fallen girl, his eyes were full of heart-pounding concern, but he didn't extend a helping hand.
"are you OK?"
#Weimao It takes three seconds to fall in love with someone, but it only takes half a second for a fan to turn black? #
#Isn’t the script well written like this?Give me back my pure girlish heart! #
The disheveled girl climbed up strong and alone, clutching her bleeding nose, and turned her head silently—this is really a sad ending, and the girl's best friends expressed that they couldn't bear to look directly at it.It is destined to be a tragedy to be inserted among the beautiful boys who are gay these days.Especially when they are awkward, the beauties who think they are pig feet are always turned into passers-by by cannon fodder.
The car will arrive soon.
Fu Chengxue frowned and got into the car.He has a little problem, he doesn't like crowded cars.
Mixed body odors, arms touched, and if accidentally touched, they would have to be wiped twice, as if they were contaminated with some bacterial stains.When I first transferred to school, I took the bus during peak hours, and every time I got home, I had to take a shower immediately.At first Li Lu thought it was cleanliness, but it was not.This is also related to the car accident. The memory of the overloaded and overturned car is engraved in his bones. The same scene will make him feel unbearable, and the skin contact is as wrong as touching someone else's blood.
Seeing that Fu Chengxue's face was so ugly, a young man offered to give up his seat.
Li Lu took the young man's place calmly, wrapping the young man tightly in his arms, separating him from others.
Fu Chengxue glared at Li Lu coldly, Li Lu looked away indifferently, as if everything was just a coincidence.
The tree shadows and light outside the window were reflected on the glass in a colorful way, and Fu Chengxue's blurred shadow could be seen, young and immature, not yet covered by fatigue and wind and frost.
——Li Lu sometimes thinks of the story of turning a cocoon into a butterfly.
Most ordinary people think this story is beautiful, but Li Lu finds it sad.The chrysalis, cocooning itself, tastes the bitter fruit alone in order to meet the metamorphosis of the butterfly.He sometimes felt that he was the butterfly who made his own way.
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☆、——[-]——
A year ago, Miao passed away.
The hall was filled with wreaths sent by the villagers, and the mourning hall was hung with white flags. The elegiac couplet was written by Li Lu himself: Chunhui has not reported the vacant shadow, and the autumn and winter are always there.Gold, silver and paper money were also folded by hand, food was offered in front of the ashes altar, and incense and candles were lit without human hands.
Fu Chengxue's only task was to accompany her on her knees.
Wake up to kneel all night.
The blissful rebirth mantra on the player made him drowsy, and he accidentally fell on Li Lu's shoulder and woke up in bed the next day.
In the hall, Li Lu knelt all night, his knees were trembling when he got up, and when he stepped over the gate, a "cuckoo" bird called above his head, and he looked up and saw a cuckoo flying by alone, which was left behind in the south, and stopped when he heard the sound.Fu Chengxue watched helplessly as the snow fell from the eaves, hitting Li Lu right in the middle.Hurry up to dig people out, and don't forget to be sarcastic.
"Why are you slamming that stupidly? I think you deserve to be mentally retarded!"
Li Lu took it for granted, his face was pale and the snow covered his body, he smiled and let it be calm.From that day on, Li Lu developed a high fever, and the strange thing was that it kept coming back every night, but he was safe during the day, and it took half a month to get better.
At night when the high fever persisted, Li Lu wanted to get up to drink water but he had no energy. His throat felt so hot that it was about to break. A string of burning bubbles came out of the heat, and when the hand softened, it knocked off the cup on the bedside.
Half asleep, half awake, in a daze, I heard the sound of the door opening.
The teenager may think that he is unconscious and unable to remember, and he is indeed too hot to think.
——This scene is a bit familiar.
The visitor walked anxiously and cautiously, afraid of being discovered, worried that the cold wind would blow into the house, and the door would be closed quickly and lightly.
After waking up, he even guessed affectionately, whether it was because he saw his flushed face, the sound of his footsteps seemed very majestic for a moment, he forgot to cover up, walked quickly to the bedside, touched his forehead, even breathing Out of order.
Those hands are cold.
The cuffs scratched on his face were also filled with the clammy night air. He wandered around the courtyard for a long time before he couldn't help but come in after hearing the noise.All night long, those hands wiped his body with a damp towel.Wiping it over and over again, complaining non-stop, gnashing your teeth and worrying.
Ah!
It's really contradictory.
"Fool! Everyone catches a cold in autumn, and even paramecium is more open-minded than you."
It's justifiable to catch a cold when the heat alternates between cold and heat, he thought, and it has nothing to do with his IQ, which is among the best in his grades.And how on earth did paramecium get its place in this sentence?
"Idiot! No matter how many times you persuade me, you won't have a long memory, and you will be blinded by a talkative face."
Every time he took medicine, he would stage "Sarcasm of the Day", but he didn't hear a single bit of goodwill related to "exhortation" from the contemptuous tone.Furthermore, there is no causal relationship with his face!
"Stupid! You just made me worry on purpose, didn't you? Damn you bastard! You knew you were going to eat me!"
Sickness ranks third among the eight major sufferings in life. As long as it is a human being, it cannot be avoided. Why do you say it intentionally?
He didn't know what could make him a boy.
What's more... to make him worry?
The next day, he just recovered from a minor illness and went out wrapped in a thick coat. It happened that the boy who slept late had just woken up, covered his mouth and yawned again and again, and was listless even to eat. Li Lu asked tactfully:
"Did you... sleep well yesterday?"
"Sleeping well...what does it have to do with you?" Fu Chengxue gave him a cold look, sarcastically.
I was used to the boy's prickly speech, but felt uncomfortable for the first time.
Li Lu looked at the blue color in the boy's eyes from staying up late, and it was the first time that he wanted to remember a person in this way - a strange independent individual with no blood relationship.He looked at the boy intently, his eyes were dark and cold, his nose bridge was tall and delicate, his lips were as delicate as flowers, his chin was thin and thin, and at the moment he was stretched straight and slightly raised, staring back at Li Lu with an unfriendly expression.
——It is such an expression that makes him feel pleasing to the eye.
So contradictory, so eye-catching.
Steals all sight.
It made him seem to see another man in a trance, his face was blurred.
Wearing a windbreaker, stepping into the night.
"He" stood downstairs in a strange and old family building, leaning on the sports car, his face was as calm as usual, but his palms were sweating. He didn't know what he was worried about, but he was still looking forward to it, and he could only cover it up with a smile.
Watching the young man whose head was bowed by fatigue approaching slowly.
The joy of meeting again was throbbing in his chest. He couldn't see the admiration around him, he couldn't hear the gossip from the parents behind the thin wall, and he couldn't feel the cold autumn wind scraping the remaining warmth of his skin. His heart and eyes were filled with men. .
Gradually approaching footsteps.
A figure that is no longer familiar.
The sound of walking panting.
Exposed skin, hands, neck, face.
Everything is so familiar yet so strange.There is a kind of self-confidence generated for no reason-self-belief that time goes by, time repeats, even if the old eyes are dim and can't see the way, you will never hold the wrong man's hand-I have wiped his body over and over again, and when he was weakest False entry.He raised his head and smiled warmly at the man.
"I am back."
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☆, -[-] audition -
A year later, the crew of "Qin Men" announced the selection of child actors in He Chun's Weibo.
Fu Chengxue closed the phone and knew - the time has come!
Potential young actors from all over the country fly to Shanghai to audition on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.The venue was set in a small banquet hall of a famous hotel. There were dozens of boys under the age of 13 in the corridor, all accompanied by their parents.
In order to observe the children's on-the-spot adaptability, the director team did not allow parents to enter the hall to give pointers, and the surrounding parents were carrying their children to give them advice.Some listened with open eyes and became more and more confused, at a loss as to what to do next.There are also children who dislike cats and dogs, looking around and nodding perfunctorily.The brave ones even rolled their eyes: "I know, I know, it's all done if you take care of it too much!" It made the parents angry and laughed.
Fu Chengxue auditioned alone in a group of family units, and people frequently looked back. After submitting the form, she waited for her number to be called.
"...I heard that there are two child roles announced on the Internet this time, and one of them has already been appointed, do you know which one it is?"
"Hey? You've heard that too, but you can't ask. I filled out both for the child. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find the right one."
The adults whispered about the shady scene in the corridor, when they suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.
Fans cheered louder and louder, and the discussion was instantly silenced. They all looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. A restrained and low-key black nanny car was parked under the restaurant, and the long-awaited female students jumped up from the flower bed excitedly. , Holding a sign and swarming up.
Fu Chengxue's fingers crossed the glass, and she looked coldly——
It's another good show!
Before I saw him, I first heard the slogans of the fans:
"Xiaolong Xiaolong Su Zhenyu, we will always support you!" Rational fans.
"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, I love you more than mice love rice!" Lori fan.
"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, you are the best, you are our good role model! Xiaolong, Xiaolong, don't be afraid, our movie tickets are ready! Xiaolong, Xiaolong is for you, I was originally Brother Kidney and Sister Kidney!" Sister Long, Brother Long, this is a fan of rich and powerful local tyrants .
The deafening momentum of fans attracted onlookers, and some people took out their mobile phones to post photos on Weibo, presumably tomorrow's headlines will do their part.Fans of Su Zhenyu in the previous life were used to stirring up wind and rain, not to fall into the reputation of the future "Dragon King" Su Zhenyu, grabbing headlines and making countless celebrities cry.
Among the stars and the moon, a tightly wrapped teenager got out of the car wearing a mask.
Managers and assistants surrounded the two sides from left to right, and the hotel security arranged artificial guardrails.The assistant on the left was carrying a bulging bag, and the strong ointment smell couldn't stop it. It is said that Su Zhenyu's skin is sensitive, and he is prone to acclimatization when he sees acne in the wind. The female assistant's thin neck is full of bottles and jars. It is a self-made traditional Chinese medicine nutritional drink.
Fans shouted and shouted while holding signs, Su Zhenyu greeted fans with a moderate smile, all those who wanted to sign were blocked by the manager who put on a black face because he just got off the plane and felt unwell.
"It's Su Zhenyu!" Someone next to him looked downstairs and exclaimed, "If he is the default choice, I don't think there is any need to choose!"
Fu Chengxue's eyelids were half closed, and she muttered silently:
Su Zhenyu.
In his previous life, he played the role of the fairy boy "Jiang Shui" in "The Qin Gate", which is the role he wanted to audition for.
Here are three points:
Let me talk about Su Zhenyu first——
A well-known child star in China, ranked in the top three, only behind Jiang Luo, nicknamed Xiaoxiaosu, nicknamed Xiaolong.Compared with Jiang Xiaomei, who is a master of cuteness in the popular line, she has a slightly higher-end image, proud and precocious, and is praised by fans as "I don't like to be cute in my life, but being cute can kill people."
When it comes to his debut, it is necessary to mention the domestic child star environment.
In Japan and South Korea, there is a complete trainee recruitment and training system, but there are few formal trainings for Chinese child stars. There are Hong Kong Island and Baodao, and the inland is still being perfected. The sudden emergence of an army killed a bloody path.Participated in the audition for a singing competition at the age of ten, and out of a group of young men and women, five heads came out. Although they didn't get the ranking, they caught the attention of the audience. They are young and brave.
The following year, Jiang Luo made her grand debut under the escort of Gong's Media. In order to compete in the ring, Star Entertainment engaged in the old practice of plagiarizing and selling the lower limit.Imitating the "Beautiful Boy Factory" agency J and the "face-selling big house" AKS planning project, boys aged [-] to [-] were selected from the global audition, and they were selected for debut after intensive training.This unprecedented giant group of idols is dubbed the "Periodic Table of Elements". There are [-] members in total, [-] of whom are the main idols, and [-] teams are grouped in cross-arranged groups. They play the tactics of crowds and expand their territory in various Asian countries.
After a group of child stars such as Su Zhenyu became popular, it aroused widespread public concern about the rights and interests of child stars. Some fans even submitted application documents to the relevant departments for the formulation of the "Protection of the Rights of Underage Stars Act", which shows the high popularity.
Fu Chengxue wanted to snatch the role from Su Zhenyu, there was no point in snatching food from the tiger's mouth, needless to say recruiting gangsters.
Let's talk about the script --
A huge amount of capital has been used to prepare an elaborate epic masterpiece of Xianxia.
Director Wu Qi has a solid foundation in directing. Many movie stars regard participating in director Wu's films as a tool to hone their acting skills. However, the box office has remained stable for many years, and they have only won an "old brand" instead of a "gold medal".This time I put down my body and chose the famous editor Liu Zhenni who is good at throwing dog blood and smashing thunder. The sword is so cheap, and it became popular before it was shot, and many stunts were created.
This will be a red drama with twists and turns in the future.
Finally back to the role: Jiang Shui.
The torrential river flows eastward, rushes to the sea and never returns.True to its name, the ending is quite tragic.
Jiang Han, the protagonist of "The Qin Gate", went down the mountain to save the world. His only son Jiang Shui was designed by his political opponents and fell to his death. His blood and tears were excellent, his identity was crucial, and the plot was critical. It was the straw that changed Jiang Han's personality.
In terms of the role, the total length is 5 minutes, and the appearance is less than [-] minutes. It flashes through the plot and memories, and the weight is too small to stir up any waves; role, just like the oriental leader who has been remade countless times, "Swordsman" is an absolute supporting role, as outstanding as a forest version, becoming an eternal classic and occupying a corner of film history, hype is like an old version, women disguised as men rely on unique appearances to overwhelm the crowd, and they are in the limelight for a while No two.Of course, there are also more versions of the leader, who are not good-looking enough and have weak acting skills, so that everyone forgets them, but it cannot be said that the role is not good.
Su Zhenyu's performance in the previous life can be said to be without merit, the role is good, and the image of the actor is good, but the combination of the two is less blind.
There is more than aura, but not enough immortal energy.
Su Zhenyu was in a hurry, and the auditioners who were waiting to be called saw the boy jumping into the queue openly, but they could only slander inwardly.
When Su Zhenyu heard his name, he had already finished the audition and left for a long time.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, calm down and push open the door of hall [-]. There is an open space in the center, five meters long.
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☆, -[-] audition -
There is a row of tables against the wall, and there are six people sitting behind them. The two in the middle are the director Wu Qi and the screenwriter Liu Zhenni. Next to them are the assistant director, the head of the modeling team, the head of the photography team, and a representative of the investor. A camera is set up at the end. , to ensure the openness and transparency of the selection—this kind of openness has limitations. If the script is sent to the appointed actors in advance, those who have studied many times and those who watch the drama temporarily will naturally be judged, but it is just a formality.
Wu Qi took the printout of the online resume and compared it with the form filled out on the spot.
Name: Fu Chengxue, the basic information is swept away, and the densely packed talents in the specialties make several people dazzled.Writing so much is not to show off, after all, the director will not really verify them one by one, but just convey a signal to others:
——This guy has talent, a lot of talent, so we should pay a little attention to it.
A few people looked at the image first, and there are some differences in the focus of different responsibilities.
What Wu Qi saw was Gao Leng, the spirituality that is rarely seen in young and inexperienced children, and it is only one step away from the "immortal energy". The tall is ethereal, and the cold is dusty.
What Liu Zhenni looked at was the face, her eyebrows looked like a jade palace, with beautiful shapes and upturned eaves.When the eyes are flowing, they are indistinct, like a distant mountain that is hard to reach, surrounded by fog that cannot be seen clearly in the eyes, the facial features are cold, and the appearance is very "poetic", which also fits the script.
The head of the styling team is interested in plasticity. Boy stars can’t wear heavy makeup. Teenagers have perfect skin and don’t need to apply powder. A little highlighter and shadow can produce effects. The eyebrows are light, neat and easy to shape, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are red, so it’s easy to paint .
The photography team leader is also quite satisfied, the face is small and the facial features are distinct, which has always been more photogenic, and it is not obvious but it can amaze everyone.The most wonderful thing is that the juvenile's facial features are exquisite, and every part can be painted, but it is just right. If you don't move, you won't steal the spotlight and won't destroy the overall coordination. When you move, a hundred flowers will bloom.
Being scrutinized by several people at the same time, the boy was not stage-frightened, and waited patiently with a calm demeanor.
Wu Qi nodded: "Let's perform a special feature first."
Fu Chengxue didn't bring a musical instrument. He thought that there were many people performing mainstream talents before, and the director team was also tired of aesthetics after a day of casting, so he decided to choose a refreshing short performance:
Blow the leaves.
For children in the mountains, they are no strangers to blowing music with leaves, but few people in the city go to learn it. For a moment, anyway, the focus is on acting skills, and the first appetizers are just to increase impression points.
After adjusting the position of the microphone, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket.
There are not many leaves to choose to blow in this season, and the evergreen holly leaves are a good one.
Take a breath, clamp the leaf between your lips, and slowly send out the breath in a way of pulling cocoons, and the familiar folk tune comes out, the sound is gentle and melodious, with the passion of the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, and gradually speed up the speed of moving the leaf, lips The part also tightens and loosens accordingly, and the speed of breathing is different, so that the melody has a vibrato with a ring, which touches people's hearts.
After the song stopped, several people in the selection seats were a little silent.
It is not uncommon for children to sing love songs. Most of them are young people who say they are nondescript, but this little guy does the opposite.
"It's interesting." Wu Qi looked at the form under his finger again, applying for the role of Jiang Shui.
The type of script was not announced in detail on the Internet, but the audition personnel who had passed the preliminary review all sent out the character outline. It was rumored on the Internet that a character had already been appointed, and it was true, but it was not Su Zhenyu.For the role of Jiang Shui, he has been hesitating. Seeing that the young man is so energetic now, he looks forward to it and motions his assistant to pass the script to Fu Chengxue.
The trial was a crying scene, and the preparation time was 10 minutes.
Liu Zhenni frowned, "Director Wu, this scene—" Wu Qi interrupted her, shaking his head, and screenwriter Liu could only sigh.
She is very optimistic about Fu Chengxue, she behaves maturely and has a glamorous resume. Fortunately, her appearance is also very suitable for the role, but Director Wu picked the most difficult scene as soon as she came up. down.There is a saying: young people do not know the taste of sorrow.When it comes to crying scenes, even the hottest new actresses have to brew for a while, and it is common to use foreign objects. Isn't this half-grown child crying as soon as he says it is embarrassing?
The plot is simple:
130 Separation of father and son in seven acts, scene three.
Jiang Han left his only son and went down the mountain to save the world, Jiang Shui wept in the room.There are notes on the background of the characters next to it, which is used to understand the characters. Fu Chengxue brought herself here.
Closing the script, it only took a second and a half to make tears fill the eyes.
This is not the most shocking thing--ordinary people's tears will fall after they well up, which is the result of gravity, but the tears in the young man's eyes are full of tears, and the pupils are as black as rings, and the light spots are reflected by the lights, like a night full of stars, gorgeous eye-catching.Even though Director Wu has been directing for so long, he has never seen someone who can control the crying scene so freely, and what is even more commendable is that he is still a child.
With tears in his eyes, his jaw was tightened to reveal the most beautiful angle, and complex emotions gradually emerged in his eyes.
His face remained motionless, only the sparkle in his eyes.
From love to hate, the brewing and fermenting of emotions is like the concretization of color gradients, and condenses into a decisive and tragic scene that will be destroyed if you can't get it. It's so beautiful and dazzling.Screenwriter Liu was almost shocked to decide on the role on the spot, but Wu Qi pursed his lips as his eyes became more and more exquisite, and even the anticipation in the corners of his brows and eyes settled down.
When the young man played, the others were oppressed by his aura just now and were speechless, and admiration burst out of their mouths.
Wu Qi frowned silently, without any pretense, "Go back and listen to the news." He motioned to the assistant standing by the wall, "Call the next one in."
Everyone has partnered with Wu Qi for a long time, so they naturally saw that Wu Qi was not selected, but they were greatly surprised because of Wu Qi's reputation as the only lion king on the set.Only the screenwriter Liu Zhenni cooperated with director Wu for the first time, and after watching the boy go out, she asked bluntly:
"Why didn't you like it? Call the next one. Is it because the acting is not good? I think it's a hundred times better than that Su Zhenyu!"
Wu Qi shook his head, it's not bad, it's great.
Although gemstones are beautiful, they are defeated by carving.
The author has something to say: (The second half of the audition is divided into two)
☆,—[-] Audition (continued)—
When Fu Chengxue left the hotel, she knew that she might not have won.
Wu Qi suddenly changed his mind, could it be that there is some dark secret behind him?
Flying back to Qingcheng, thinking over and over all the way, it was already night when we arrived, and Pingque Village could not be seen as far as the eye could see.
The smallest pet trainer in history, if it wasn't for the fact that this circle is too lonely, it would definitely be another series of hot headlines.
Fu Chengxue puts most of her energy on her studies now.
The decrease in credit resources allowed him to shorten the number of times he logged in to the system, and he mostly previewed junior high school textbooks in the dream space.
His ultimate goal is to step up to the top of the entertainment empire pyramid - all other honors are short-lived, in order to add a string of bright ornaments to his life and career, and these ornaments cannot hide the wearer himself of brilliance.
Oftentimes a change of mind is a flash of inspiration.
——Just like when Miao Meili passed away again.
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☆、——[-]——
Miao Meili died in spring.
This is the second car accident he has experienced in his life.
On the morning of the Ching Ming Festival on April [-]th, Fu Chengxue's eyelids twitched fast, like a crow's feathers fluttering on her brow bone, a bit of a bad omen.It was Miao's suggestion to follow Li Lu and Miao's to go to Lujia Village to pay homage to the deceased who died in the car accident the year before last.
The three of them got on the bus, single row on the right.
The car drove all the way.
When approaching the intersection, my heart was beating fast, my chest was tight, and my breathing was short of breath. The intersection I was gradually approaching was the site of the car accident the year before last.I passed by a few times before, but for some reason this time was so weird, he retched a few times, Li Lu turned his head, "Are you motion sick?" He said, helping to open the window.
The moment the wind poured into his ears, he felt a chill in his body. It suddenly occurred to him that Miao's death in his previous life was on the day of Qingming. It was Miao's position to hit the car body.
Die on the spot.
Otherwise, no one was injured.
At that moment he thought of "fate".
From the point of view of profound art, whether there is fate or not is doomed.
Can a person's rebirth change his fate against the sky - he is still the same person in his previous life, who was poor and poor before, can he change just by going back to the past?He always knew what he wanted, but did he really know?
At first, I wanted to be a star because of Lu Shen.
I want that man who doesn't know where he is to see him appearing on TV shining like a star, and regret for abandoning his wife and son.Want to stand out, use the fastest shortcut.
He moved forward all the way, lost all the way, until suddenly looking back, he had nothing.In his previous life, he stood in front of Li Lu's tombstone with an umbrella. The rain washed the road down the mountain even more muddy. Wouldn't all the lost things be thrown away in vain?
Turn life into a complete tragedy?
Holding an umbrella, there is no sign of the rain stopping, and he does not want to spend the night in the cemetery, so he can only walk down with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The road he has traveled is like his life. There is no other way to go, only persistence .
Admitting a mistake is denying yourself.
He was pitifully left with only himself at that time, so he couldn't admit defeat, so he was drawn into a prison and lost in a mess.
What exactly does he want?
Be a star.
What is a star?
In feudal society, they were called actors and actors, and their status was low.After the new century, two screens, big and small, turned actors around, as if the most glamorous side of the world was given to this group of people: trendsetters, fashion of the times, benchmarks, and idols.Many people can't remember the silently dedicated scientific research personnel, but they can remember the starring role of a bloody soap opera. Many people can't name the top ten outstanding young people every year, but they can pass the level by using the star's face as Lianliankan.
The exposure rate has turned the entertainment industry into a dye vat that is more complicated than the imperial palace. You can climb to the sky in one step, step into the fence and climb up.
Intrigue, chasing fame and fortune.
He wants, is it also these?
Like most celebrities, squandering the brightest years of life just to support those leeches who swallow blood and spit out their conscience, wrap their rotting bodies in Chinese clothes, be sought after as glory-crazed addicts, and enjoy the scenery that attracts the attention of the world, Unrecognizable day by day, obliterated by time.
Could it be that what he paid Chengxue to absorb was just such a little firefly light?
Do not! ! !
--no.
He wants to be the brightest moon, the hottest sun, the most unique brilliance, not the sparks of meteors.
Fireworks——for a moment of brilliance, the essence is empty.
Nowadays, most of the stars are packaged meals, there are fast food and fast food, and there are also well-cooked Man-Han banquets. The way of cooking is hype.No matter how exquisite the food is, it is essentially the dross that is eliminated after the reincarnation of the five grains. What it can provide is just a knowing smile from time passing by in leisure time, and it will eventually be killed by the years.
The ancients all knew that beauty fades and love is late, and winning by face is not a long-term solution.
When a peerless beauty ages, it takes talent to appreciate the wrinkled beauty of the past, and most people will spend the time for reminiscing on the young and immature little fresh meat.
Many people can't remember a star who died ten years ago, 20 years ago, or half a century ago, but when using a light bulb camera, they remember that there was an inventor named Edison in the last century, when Darcy in "Pride and Prejudice" When I was fascinated, I remembered a lady named Jane Austen in the last century.
The difference between the two lies in:
The value of existence.
What an actor deserves to be praised should not be how many knives he has done, how many boyfriends and girlfriends he has had, how many directors and rich businessmen he has been with, and how famous he is, but the actor's duty: his acting skills, his dedication, his works, his achievements.
Words that are not easily replaced by others.
Maybe the original intention came too hastily, and time sculpted and deformed the dream, so that he finally saw it clearly!
If he wants to engrave his name on history, and if he lives a lifetime, his story must be passed down from generation to generation.
The author has something to say:
☆,——[-]——
March, the season of warm spring and flowers blooming.
Fu Chengxue sat by the last row of windows.
Bewitched by the wind, the white polka-dot window screen repeatedly outlines the slender figure of the young boy, tall and straight like bamboo, thin and thin, elegant and strong.
——This requires TOEFL years of experience in Vanity Fair.
All kinds of emotions are contained in the chest, the charm is fermented for a long time, and the actions are natural. This is why girls always think that mature men have a taste, but there are too many things hidden in their hearts.Perhaps it was because he listened to too many beauty songs. At this time, he let go of his gaze, his eyes were as black as obsidian rings, so beautiful that they couldn't eat the fireworks in the world. When he was in a daze, this kind of repulsion would be more obvious.
Ordinary people get lighter as they get older, but he was so pure and pure like a child, and was advised not to wear colored contact lenses by his teacher.
Now 11 years old, studying in the second semester of primary five.
Girls develop earlier than boys, but his height stands out from the crowd of men and women.
Outside the window, the sky is high and cloudy, invariably blue and white.
It's very similar to Li Lu's feeling.
Shallow street.
dull.
The Miao family passed away a year ago, and I heard from the super monk that the monastery was recruiting lay disciples, so Fu Chengxue let Fu Yu go, after screening through layers, it was a surprise that they still stayed until the end.
Maybe it's because he always went to see him in the temple. Recently, Fu Chengxue dreamed about a small incident a long time ago:
In the year when Li Lu entered, several wandering monks came to Pingque village for alms. He was in a bad mood and drove them away. Before leaving, the black and thin monk in red suddenly asked him, "Does the benefactor know the people in this village?" Is there any adopted young man, about two years older?"
In a blink of an eye, Li Lu's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind. His face was deep and strange, and it was the most impressive face he had ever seen in his life, not one of them.
He doesn't look like his parents, let alone a southerner, which occasionally makes Fu Chengxue doubt his parentage.
The facial features are distinct but not sharp. On the contrary, he is a bit good, like water, with hundreds of rivers in his chest, bright and intelligent.The beautiful eyes are clear and bright, and the black and white colors contain aura, which makes people think of the Pisces on the gossip plate.He has a round head and a long face, which is not funny, but wise and restrained, but the hair is too curly.The most prominent are the lips and ears, one containing beads and the other hanging beads.According to the fortune teller, the master with pearls on his lips can speak well and is good at deceiving people's hearts.But this person seldom argues, and always presses his lips into a fixed curve with a gentle arc, the thoroughness and fickleness of time are condensed between his lips and teeth, and even his breath is suppressed to be long and far-reaching, so as not to cause disputes.
——Like an outsider watching a farce, you can't escape your sarcasm and bluff, like a childish face, who doesn't even bother to explain, flicking his sleeves as if he has been stained with dust.
My heart was beating wildly in a panic.
How did he answer at that time?
Probably no.
Beep ring——!
The bell rang after school, interrupting his thoughts, he twisted his hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears, remembering that Li Lu cut his hair in his previous life.
The long, bony hands moved swiftly through his hair, making his scalp tingle, as if being swept by a tiny electric current.He raised his head and looked up at Li Lu.There was a smile in those piercing eyes, whether it was near or far, or distant, it reminded him of the Leshan Giant Buddha he had seen before, his heart stilled for a moment, the years were peaceful, and he felt ashamed of blasphemy.
Li Lu said that the arc of his neck was like a swan dying, and that moment made people want...
what do you want?
Li Lu didn't say anything later, just laughed.
That smile is so cheap and meaningless, even facing the weeds in the ditch, it can be so touching and warm.
He is glad--
The favorite god and Buddha in this life did not fall into the dunya.
Primary school is over.
The students who had been detained for a day happily left one after another, and their wrinkled faces in class also blossomed into flowers.Among the group of elementary school students who looked like chickens and quails, a young boy with a temperament of Tsinghua University stepped out and blended in with the crowd in a low-key way, but was watched secretly by others.He walked to the station unhurriedly, and at a glance he recognized that kind-hearted young man in the crowd—it was Li Lu.
In the first grade of junior high school next door, the grades are excellent and the future is bright.
Fu Chengxue now has a lot of money in his hands. When Lujia Village was converted into a resort, although he had already been registered as an uncle, he obtained the rights and interests of the villagers under the turnover of the village chief. The condolences for casualties, and a suite close to the subway, rented out for a long time to collect room fees, in addition to personal accident insurance compensation, even if Li Lu and Fu Yu's consumption is arranged, there is no pressure.
Li Lu is not a character who can accept Shi En calmly, even though he did not drop out of school, he also found some odd jobs.Fu Chengxue often couldn't figure out Li Lu's whereabouts, and accidentally found that the amount of Li Lu's bankbook had risen in a strange and straight line, her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she was about to jump out of her chest, staring at Li Lu's eyes like a poisonous snake, as if to see Qing kept the secret deep in his heart, and called Gray Cat in his mind.
Li Lu just flapped his eyelashes and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
And the gray cat's "no abnormality in the fluctuation of soul" also broke his extravagant hope.
The camera zooms back to the present.
Two handsome guys, one cold and the other kind, met at the station on a narrow road.
There were about [-] people around the stop sign, and the distance between the two of them was only half a meter no matter how they pretended not to see each other.Occasionally, the eyes meet and stagger as if they are strangers.There are also quite a few little girls around after school, secretly watching and chatting.A beautiful girl who seems to have a crush on Li Lu pretended to squeeze over to look at the stop sign, and "accidentally" tripped, and the falling gracefully like a butterfly was enchanting and beautiful. A lot of effort has been put into it, and even the arc of her hair is like a waterfall. .
The only discordant point is: Fu Chengxue is very close to her.
Being dragged and smashed his head to the stop sign, the shoulder of the person next to him blocked the direction of raising his hand, and he was about to be hit.The gentle boy's gaze changed, and he suddenly waved his hand to push away the obstacle falling towards his arms, and put his hand between the boy's head and the stop sign.
There was a bang, and there was a sound.
The cold and pretty boy pushed the gentle and kind boy away, and said ungratefully, "Don't worry about it!"
The gentle and kind boy withdrew his hand that was used as a cushion, and hid quietly behind him. The girl standing behind Li Lu noticed that the veins in that hand were beating, and her fingertips were trembling violently, as if she had injured a tendon. She let out a small cry, The young man turned his head as usual, looked at her indifferently, and blocked all conversations.
Li Lu turned around and walked towards the fallen girl, his eyes were full of heart-pounding concern, but he didn't extend a helping hand.
"are you OK?"
#Weimao It takes three seconds to fall in love with someone, but it only takes half a second for a fan to turn black? #
#Isn’t the script well written like this?Give me back my pure girlish heart! #
The disheveled girl climbed up strong and alone, clutching her bleeding nose, and turned her head silently—this is really a sad ending, and the girl's best friends expressed that they couldn't bear to look directly at it.It is destined to be a tragedy to be inserted among the beautiful boys who are gay these days.Especially when they are awkward, the beauties who think they are pig feet are always turned into passers-by by cannon fodder.
The car will arrive soon.
Fu Chengxue frowned and got into the car.He has a little problem, he doesn't like crowded cars.
Mixed body odors, arms touched, and if accidentally touched, they would have to be wiped twice, as if they were contaminated with some bacterial stains.When I first transferred to school, I took the bus during peak hours, and every time I got home, I had to take a shower immediately.At first Li Lu thought it was cleanliness, but it was not.This is also related to the car accident. The memory of the overloaded and overturned car is engraved in his bones. The same scene will make him feel unbearable, and the skin contact is as wrong as touching someone else's blood.
Seeing that Fu Chengxue's face was so ugly, a young man offered to give up his seat.
Li Lu took the young man's place calmly, wrapping the young man tightly in his arms, separating him from others.
Fu Chengxue glared at Li Lu coldly, Li Lu looked away indifferently, as if everything was just a coincidence.
The tree shadows and light outside the window were reflected on the glass in a colorful way, and Fu Chengxue's blurred shadow could be seen, young and immature, not yet covered by fatigue and wind and frost.
——Li Lu sometimes thinks of the story of turning a cocoon into a butterfly.
Most ordinary people think this story is beautiful, but Li Lu finds it sad.The chrysalis, cocooning itself, tastes the bitter fruit alone in order to meet the metamorphosis of the butterfly.He sometimes felt that he was the butterfly who made his own way.
The author has something to say:
☆、——[-]——
A year ago, Miao passed away.
The hall was filled with wreaths sent by the villagers, and the mourning hall was hung with white flags. The elegiac couplet was written by Li Lu himself: Chunhui has not reported the vacant shadow, and the autumn and winter are always there.Gold, silver and paper money were also folded by hand, food was offered in front of the ashes altar, and incense and candles were lit without human hands.
Fu Chengxue's only task was to accompany her on her knees.
Wake up to kneel all night.
The blissful rebirth mantra on the player made him drowsy, and he accidentally fell on Li Lu's shoulder and woke up in bed the next day.
In the hall, Li Lu knelt all night, his knees were trembling when he got up, and when he stepped over the gate, a "cuckoo" bird called above his head, and he looked up and saw a cuckoo flying by alone, which was left behind in the south, and stopped when he heard the sound.Fu Chengxue watched helplessly as the snow fell from the eaves, hitting Li Lu right in the middle.Hurry up to dig people out, and don't forget to be sarcastic.
"Why are you slamming that stupidly? I think you deserve to be mentally retarded!"
Li Lu took it for granted, his face was pale and the snow covered his body, he smiled and let it be calm.From that day on, Li Lu developed a high fever, and the strange thing was that it kept coming back every night, but he was safe during the day, and it took half a month to get better.
At night when the high fever persisted, Li Lu wanted to get up to drink water but he had no energy. His throat felt so hot that it was about to break. A string of burning bubbles came out of the heat, and when the hand softened, it knocked off the cup on the bedside.
Half asleep, half awake, in a daze, I heard the sound of the door opening.
The teenager may think that he is unconscious and unable to remember, and he is indeed too hot to think.
——This scene is a bit familiar.
The visitor walked anxiously and cautiously, afraid of being discovered, worried that the cold wind would blow into the house, and the door would be closed quickly and lightly.
After waking up, he even guessed affectionately, whether it was because he saw his flushed face, the sound of his footsteps seemed very majestic for a moment, he forgot to cover up, walked quickly to the bedside, touched his forehead, even breathing Out of order.
Those hands are cold.
The cuffs scratched on his face were also filled with the clammy night air. He wandered around the courtyard for a long time before he couldn't help but come in after hearing the noise.All night long, those hands wiped his body with a damp towel.Wiping it over and over again, complaining non-stop, gnashing your teeth and worrying.
Ah!
It's really contradictory.
"Fool! Everyone catches a cold in autumn, and even paramecium is more open-minded than you."
It's justifiable to catch a cold when the heat alternates between cold and heat, he thought, and it has nothing to do with his IQ, which is among the best in his grades.And how on earth did paramecium get its place in this sentence?
"Idiot! No matter how many times you persuade me, you won't have a long memory, and you will be blinded by a talkative face."
Every time he took medicine, he would stage "Sarcasm of the Day", but he didn't hear a single bit of goodwill related to "exhortation" from the contemptuous tone.Furthermore, there is no causal relationship with his face!
"Stupid! You just made me worry on purpose, didn't you? Damn you bastard! You knew you were going to eat me!"
Sickness ranks third among the eight major sufferings in life. As long as it is a human being, it cannot be avoided. Why do you say it intentionally?
He didn't know what could make him a boy.
What's more... to make him worry?
The next day, he just recovered from a minor illness and went out wrapped in a thick coat. It happened that the boy who slept late had just woken up, covered his mouth and yawned again and again, and was listless even to eat. Li Lu asked tactfully:
"Did you... sleep well yesterday?"
"Sleeping well...what does it have to do with you?" Fu Chengxue gave him a cold look, sarcastically.
I was used to the boy's prickly speech, but felt uncomfortable for the first time.
Li Lu looked at the blue color in the boy's eyes from staying up late, and it was the first time that he wanted to remember a person in this way - a strange independent individual with no blood relationship.He looked at the boy intently, his eyes were dark and cold, his nose bridge was tall and delicate, his lips were as delicate as flowers, his chin was thin and thin, and at the moment he was stretched straight and slightly raised, staring back at Li Lu with an unfriendly expression.
——It is such an expression that makes him feel pleasing to the eye.
So contradictory, so eye-catching.
Steals all sight.
It made him seem to see another man in a trance, his face was blurred.
Wearing a windbreaker, stepping into the night.
"He" stood downstairs in a strange and old family building, leaning on the sports car, his face was as calm as usual, but his palms were sweating. He didn't know what he was worried about, but he was still looking forward to it, and he could only cover it up with a smile.
Watching the young man whose head was bowed by fatigue approaching slowly.
The joy of meeting again was throbbing in his chest. He couldn't see the admiration around him, he couldn't hear the gossip from the parents behind the thin wall, and he couldn't feel the cold autumn wind scraping the remaining warmth of his skin. His heart and eyes were filled with men. .
Gradually approaching footsteps.
A figure that is no longer familiar.
The sound of walking panting.
Exposed skin, hands, neck, face.
Everything is so familiar yet so strange.There is a kind of self-confidence generated for no reason-self-belief that time goes by, time repeats, even if the old eyes are dim and can't see the way, you will never hold the wrong man's hand-I have wiped his body over and over again, and when he was weakest False entry.He raised his head and smiled warmly at the man.
"I am back."
The author has something to say:
☆, -[-] audition -
A year later, the crew of "Qin Men" announced the selection of child actors in He Chun's Weibo.
Fu Chengxue closed the phone and knew - the time has come!
Potential young actors from all over the country fly to Shanghai to audition on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.The venue was set in a small banquet hall of a famous hotel. There were dozens of boys under the age of 13 in the corridor, all accompanied by their parents.
In order to observe the children's on-the-spot adaptability, the director team did not allow parents to enter the hall to give pointers, and the surrounding parents were carrying their children to give them advice.Some listened with open eyes and became more and more confused, at a loss as to what to do next.There are also children who dislike cats and dogs, looking around and nodding perfunctorily.The brave ones even rolled their eyes: "I know, I know, it's all done if you take care of it too much!" It made the parents angry and laughed.
Fu Chengxue auditioned alone in a group of family units, and people frequently looked back. After submitting the form, she waited for her number to be called.
"...I heard that there are two child roles announced on the Internet this time, and one of them has already been appointed, do you know which one it is?"
"Hey? You've heard that too, but you can't ask. I filled out both for the child. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find the right one."
The adults whispered about the shady scene in the corridor, when they suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.
Fans cheered louder and louder, and the discussion was instantly silenced. They all looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. A restrained and low-key black nanny car was parked under the restaurant, and the long-awaited female students jumped up from the flower bed excitedly. , Holding a sign and swarming up.
Fu Chengxue's fingers crossed the glass, and she looked coldly——
It's another good show!
Before I saw him, I first heard the slogans of the fans:
"Xiaolong Xiaolong Su Zhenyu, we will always support you!" Rational fans.
"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, I love you more than mice love rice!" Lori fan.
"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, you are the best, you are our good role model! Xiaolong, Xiaolong, don't be afraid, our movie tickets are ready! Xiaolong, Xiaolong is for you, I was originally Brother Kidney and Sister Kidney!" Sister Long, Brother Long, this is a fan of rich and powerful local tyrants .
The deafening momentum of fans attracted onlookers, and some people took out their mobile phones to post photos on Weibo, presumably tomorrow's headlines will do their part.Fans of Su Zhenyu in the previous life were used to stirring up wind and rain, not to fall into the reputation of the future "Dragon King" Su Zhenyu, grabbing headlines and making countless celebrities cry.
Among the stars and the moon, a tightly wrapped teenager got out of the car wearing a mask.
Managers and assistants surrounded the two sides from left to right, and the hotel security arranged artificial guardrails.The assistant on the left was carrying a bulging bag, and the strong ointment smell couldn't stop it. It is said that Su Zhenyu's skin is sensitive, and he is prone to acclimatization when he sees acne in the wind. The female assistant's thin neck is full of bottles and jars. It is a self-made traditional Chinese medicine nutritional drink.
Fans shouted and shouted while holding signs, Su Zhenyu greeted fans with a moderate smile, all those who wanted to sign were blocked by the manager who put on a black face because he just got off the plane and felt unwell.
"It's Su Zhenyu!" Someone next to him looked downstairs and exclaimed, "If he is the default choice, I don't think there is any need to choose!"
Fu Chengxue's eyelids were half closed, and she muttered silently:
Su Zhenyu.
In his previous life, he played the role of the fairy boy "Jiang Shui" in "The Qin Gate", which is the role he wanted to audition for.
Here are three points:
Let me talk about Su Zhenyu first——
A well-known child star in China, ranked in the top three, only behind Jiang Luo, nicknamed Xiaoxiaosu, nicknamed Xiaolong.Compared with Jiang Xiaomei, who is a master of cuteness in the popular line, she has a slightly higher-end image, proud and precocious, and is praised by fans as "I don't like to be cute in my life, but being cute can kill people."
When it comes to his debut, it is necessary to mention the domestic child star environment.
In Japan and South Korea, there is a complete trainee recruitment and training system, but there are few formal trainings for Chinese child stars. There are Hong Kong Island and Baodao, and the inland is still being perfected. The sudden emergence of an army killed a bloody path.Participated in the audition for a singing competition at the age of ten, and out of a group of young men and women, five heads came out. Although they didn't get the ranking, they caught the attention of the audience. They are young and brave.
The following year, Jiang Luo made her grand debut under the escort of Gong's Media. In order to compete in the ring, Star Entertainment engaged in the old practice of plagiarizing and selling the lower limit.Imitating the "Beautiful Boy Factory" agency J and the "face-selling big house" AKS planning project, boys aged [-] to [-] were selected from the global audition, and they were selected for debut after intensive training.This unprecedented giant group of idols is dubbed the "Periodic Table of Elements". There are [-] members in total, [-] of whom are the main idols, and [-] teams are grouped in cross-arranged groups. They play the tactics of crowds and expand their territory in various Asian countries.
After a group of child stars such as Su Zhenyu became popular, it aroused widespread public concern about the rights and interests of child stars. Some fans even submitted application documents to the relevant departments for the formulation of the "Protection of the Rights of Underage Stars Act", which shows the high popularity.
Fu Chengxue wanted to snatch the role from Su Zhenyu, there was no point in snatching food from the tiger's mouth, needless to say recruiting gangsters.
Let's talk about the script --
A huge amount of capital has been used to prepare an elaborate epic masterpiece of Xianxia.
Director Wu Qi has a solid foundation in directing. Many movie stars regard participating in director Wu's films as a tool to hone their acting skills. However, the box office has remained stable for many years, and they have only won an "old brand" instead of a "gold medal".This time I put down my body and chose the famous editor Liu Zhenni who is good at throwing dog blood and smashing thunder. The sword is so cheap, and it became popular before it was shot, and many stunts were created.
This will be a red drama with twists and turns in the future.
Finally back to the role: Jiang Shui.
The torrential river flows eastward, rushes to the sea and never returns.True to its name, the ending is quite tragic.
Jiang Han, the protagonist of "The Qin Gate", went down the mountain to save the world. His only son Jiang Shui was designed by his political opponents and fell to his death. His blood and tears were excellent, his identity was crucial, and the plot was critical. It was the straw that changed Jiang Han's personality.
In terms of the role, the total length is 5 minutes, and the appearance is less than [-] minutes. It flashes through the plot and memories, and the weight is too small to stir up any waves; role, just like the oriental leader who has been remade countless times, "Swordsman" is an absolute supporting role, as outstanding as a forest version, becoming an eternal classic and occupying a corner of film history, hype is like an old version, women disguised as men rely on unique appearances to overwhelm the crowd, and they are in the limelight for a while No two.Of course, there are also more versions of the leader, who are not good-looking enough and have weak acting skills, so that everyone forgets them, but it cannot be said that the role is not good.
Su Zhenyu's performance in the previous life can be said to be without merit, the role is good, and the image of the actor is good, but the combination of the two is less blind.
There is more than aura, but not enough immortal energy.
Su Zhenyu was in a hurry, and the auditioners who were waiting to be called saw the boy jumping into the queue openly, but they could only slander inwardly.
When Su Zhenyu heard his name, he had already finished the audition and left for a long time.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, calm down and push open the door of hall [-]. There is an open space in the center, five meters long.
The author has something to say:
☆, -[-] audition -
There is a row of tables against the wall, and there are six people sitting behind them. The two in the middle are the director Wu Qi and the screenwriter Liu Zhenni. Next to them are the assistant director, the head of the modeling team, the head of the photography team, and a representative of the investor. A camera is set up at the end. , to ensure the openness and transparency of the selection—this kind of openness has limitations. If the script is sent to the appointed actors in advance, those who have studied many times and those who watch the drama temporarily will naturally be judged, but it is just a formality.
Wu Qi took the printout of the online resume and compared it with the form filled out on the spot.
Name: Fu Chengxue, the basic information is swept away, and the densely packed talents in the specialties make several people dazzled.Writing so much is not to show off, after all, the director will not really verify them one by one, but just convey a signal to others:
——This guy has talent, a lot of talent, so we should pay a little attention to it.
A few people looked at the image first, and there are some differences in the focus of different responsibilities.
What Wu Qi saw was Gao Leng, the spirituality that is rarely seen in young and inexperienced children, and it is only one step away from the "immortal energy". The tall is ethereal, and the cold is dusty.
What Liu Zhenni looked at was the face, her eyebrows looked like a jade palace, with beautiful shapes and upturned eaves.When the eyes are flowing, they are indistinct, like a distant mountain that is hard to reach, surrounded by fog that cannot be seen clearly in the eyes, the facial features are cold, and the appearance is very "poetic", which also fits the script.
The head of the styling team is interested in plasticity. Boy stars can’t wear heavy makeup. Teenagers have perfect skin and don’t need to apply powder. A little highlighter and shadow can produce effects. The eyebrows are light, neat and easy to shape, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are red, so it’s easy to paint .
The photography team leader is also quite satisfied, the face is small and the facial features are distinct, which has always been more photogenic, and it is not obvious but it can amaze everyone.The most wonderful thing is that the juvenile's facial features are exquisite, and every part can be painted, but it is just right. If you don't move, you won't steal the spotlight and won't destroy the overall coordination. When you move, a hundred flowers will bloom.
Being scrutinized by several people at the same time, the boy was not stage-frightened, and waited patiently with a calm demeanor.
Wu Qi nodded: "Let's perform a special feature first."
Fu Chengxue didn't bring a musical instrument. He thought that there were many people performing mainstream talents before, and the director team was also tired of aesthetics after a day of casting, so he decided to choose a refreshing short performance:
Blow the leaves.
For children in the mountains, they are no strangers to blowing music with leaves, but few people in the city go to learn it. For a moment, anyway, the focus is on acting skills, and the first appetizers are just to increase impression points.
After adjusting the position of the microphone, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket.
There are not many leaves to choose to blow in this season, and the evergreen holly leaves are a good one.
Take a breath, clamp the leaf between your lips, and slowly send out the breath in a way of pulling cocoons, and the familiar folk tune comes out, the sound is gentle and melodious, with the passion of the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, and gradually speed up the speed of moving the leaf, lips The part also tightens and loosens accordingly, and the speed of breathing is different, so that the melody has a vibrato with a ring, which touches people's hearts.
After the song stopped, several people in the selection seats were a little silent.
It is not uncommon for children to sing love songs. Most of them are young people who say they are nondescript, but this little guy does the opposite.
"It's interesting." Wu Qi looked at the form under his finger again, applying for the role of Jiang Shui.
The type of script was not announced in detail on the Internet, but the audition personnel who had passed the preliminary review all sent out the character outline. It was rumored on the Internet that a character had already been appointed, and it was true, but it was not Su Zhenyu.For the role of Jiang Shui, he has been hesitating. Seeing that the young man is so energetic now, he looks forward to it and motions his assistant to pass the script to Fu Chengxue.
The trial was a crying scene, and the preparation time was 10 minutes.
Liu Zhenni frowned, "Director Wu, this scene—" Wu Qi interrupted her, shaking his head, and screenwriter Liu could only sigh.
She is very optimistic about Fu Chengxue, she behaves maturely and has a glamorous resume. Fortunately, her appearance is also very suitable for the role, but Director Wu picked the most difficult scene as soon as she came up. down.There is a saying: young people do not know the taste of sorrow.When it comes to crying scenes, even the hottest new actresses have to brew for a while, and it is common to use foreign objects. Isn't this half-grown child crying as soon as he says it is embarrassing?
The plot is simple:
130 Separation of father and son in seven acts, scene three.
Jiang Han left his only son and went down the mountain to save the world, Jiang Shui wept in the room.There are notes on the background of the characters next to it, which is used to understand the characters. Fu Chengxue brought herself here.
Closing the script, it only took a second and a half to make tears fill the eyes.
This is not the most shocking thing--ordinary people's tears will fall after they well up, which is the result of gravity, but the tears in the young man's eyes are full of tears, and the pupils are as black as rings, and the light spots are reflected by the lights, like a night full of stars, gorgeous eye-catching.Even though Director Wu has been directing for so long, he has never seen someone who can control the crying scene so freely, and what is even more commendable is that he is still a child.
With tears in his eyes, his jaw was tightened to reveal the most beautiful angle, and complex emotions gradually emerged in his eyes.
His face remained motionless, only the sparkle in his eyes.
From love to hate, the brewing and fermenting of emotions is like the concretization of color gradients, and condenses into a decisive and tragic scene that will be destroyed if you can't get it. It's so beautiful and dazzling.Screenwriter Liu was almost shocked to decide on the role on the spot, but Wu Qi pursed his lips as his eyes became more and more exquisite, and even the anticipation in the corners of his brows and eyes settled down.
When the young man played, the others were oppressed by his aura just now and were speechless, and admiration burst out of their mouths.
Wu Qi frowned silently, without any pretense, "Go back and listen to the news." He motioned to the assistant standing by the wall, "Call the next one in."
Everyone has partnered with Wu Qi for a long time, so they naturally saw that Wu Qi was not selected, but they were greatly surprised because of Wu Qi's reputation as the only lion king on the set.Only the screenwriter Liu Zhenni cooperated with director Wu for the first time, and after watching the boy go out, she asked bluntly:
"Why didn't you like it? Call the next one. Is it because the acting is not good? I think it's a hundred times better than that Su Zhenyu!"
Wu Qi shook his head, it's not bad, it's great.
Although gemstones are beautiful, they are defeated by carving.
The author has something to say: (The second half of the audition is divided into two)
☆,—[-] Audition (continued)—
When Fu Chengxue left the hotel, she knew that she might not have won.
Wu Qi suddenly changed his mind, could it be that there is some dark secret behind him?
Flying back to Qingcheng, thinking over and over all the way, it was already night when we arrived, and Pingque Village could not be seen as far as the eye could see.
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