The wind lives in this life policy

Li Hao walked into the room, stood still, and nodded to several directors, screenwriters and crew members present.

In fact, quite a few people didn't like Li Hao's audition this time.He has acted in several idol dramas, so that audiences have the impression of him as an affectionate, slightly domineering son of a rich family. This is probably the reason why Li Hao is eager to win Zhao Changning this time.

However, although his modern appearance is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but beyond the writer's expectation, his ancient costume is also very good.

The reason why Fang Jinran asked all the actors in the audition to change into costumes is to hope that these actors can find that feeling. This is not only an understanding of the characters, but also to have their own experience of ancient Chinese culture.It doesn’t mean that you can play an ancient person if you put on a Hanfu. An actor who is too good at acting in modern dramas, especially idol dramas, will often have deviations in the control of ancient costume roles. This deviation may be in the audition. Sometimes it will not be so obvious, but when the music, lighting and background are all played in the later stage, this deviation will become a fatal injury to a movie.

However, Li Hao got rid of the habit of idol dramas with every gesture, and it can be seen that he put some thought into it.

An actor who can work hard on the role is a good actor.

Fang Jinran put the water bottle on the table and leaned his back on the chair. He wanted to see how this actor who was used to acting in idol dramas interpreted Zhao Changning.

The line he specified this time was the first turning point in Zhao Changning's life, that is, the scene where the entire Prince's Mansion was slaughtered overnight and Zhao Changning was gifted to death by the new emperor.

This scene made countless readers cry, but Fang Jinran only asked the actors to show the process from Zhao Changning receiving the poisoned wine to drinking the poisoned wine.

The length of this segment on the screen will not exceed 2 minutes at most, but in this short 2 minutes, actors need to express the pain of Zhao Changning from the destruction of the palace, to the grief and anger of the emperor, and finally to the poisoned At the moment of drinking, all thoughts were lost.

This is an inner drama that extremely tests the acting skills of actors.

I saw Li Hao take the wine glass, then slowly raised his head, his eyes were slightly blood red, he seemed to be crying but not crying, as if he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that the brothers who were once close to each other would put him down after all. to death...

Always put yourself to death.

"The monarch wants the subject to die..." he murmured.

In the end, such youthful feelings are worthless when facing the throne.

What kind of family affection, what kind of brothers... Looking at the poisoned wine in his hand, he suddenly smiled sadly.

Yeah.

Let's pay all the love in the past to this cup.

"Chen... I have to die..." He said the last four words "I have to die" very softly, like a breath, and when he finished speaking, he closed his eyes fiercely, raised his head and gulped it down, then threw his hands away The wine cup was placed on the ground, as if it was the only cup in this life, and it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Li Hao's performance was interrupted here, and then he nodded towards Director Fang.

There was a brief silence in the room, and everyone faced Fang Jinran, waiting for the director's evaluation.

Fang Jinran was silent for a few minutes, and finally said "um", without expressing his opinion, he only waved his hand to signal him to leave.Li Hao nodded and smiled at everyone present, and walked out of the room graciously.

When the assistant director saw the person leaving, he hurriedly asked, "What do you think?"

"It's hard to say..." Fang Jinran pondered, as if he was a little entangled with Li Hao's acting method, "He acted well, I think there is nothing wrong with it, but I just feel..."

It's hard to say, but Li Hao did act out Zhao Changning's grief and resentment, and that's what was required in the script book, even in the novel, but when a person like Zhao Changning actually stood in front of him, Those strong emotions were all turned into words on paper, which seemed so unreal...even unrealistic.

It's just that Fang Jinran still can't explain why he feels this way.

"Not quite right, is it?" the screenwriter added.

"Do you think so too?"

They all felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't find anything wrong at once.

And this is the difference between novels and performances, the difference between the subjective identification of the author and the objective evaluation of performances.

"Hmm." The screenwriter pressed his temple, "The Zhao Changning he played is indeed the same as the ones I wrote in the novel, but it's just too similar, so I feel that something is missing, um..." He was thinking desperately in his head Seeing that key word, his eyes suddenly lit up, "By the way, explosive, that's the explosive power!"

The assistant director shook his head when he heard it, and silently slandered at the side: I have already been given a glass of poisoned wine by the emperor, how can I explode under such circumstances... I can't look like I want to kill your whole family, the emperor Why don't you immediately order a thousand cuts to death...

"Next one, is there anyone else?" Fang Jinran frowned and asked the assistant director.

"There is one last one, Feng Ce, you know Feng Ce, right?"

Fang Jinran thought about the recently popular "Three Thousand Crows", raised his eyebrows, "That's him?" He naturally had an impression of Feng Ce, that actor had an unforgettable face, I think he has met quite a few actors, big and small, and there are really not many people who can tell himself to take a look and remember until now, and Feng Ce is one of them.

"Feng Ce is very popular on the Internet..." The screenwriter of course knows Feng Ce, and sighed, "Actually, I am quite looking forward to his interview, but I am a little afraid that he is too good-looking..."

Fang Jinran and the assistant director understood.

When an actor is too good-looking, it is easy for people to ignore his acting skills, because they all focus on that face.

The assistant director suddenly smiled and shook his head, a little speechless, "It's not easy to think about being an actor. If you don't look good, no one will watch it. If you look too good, people will only watch it..."

"Okay, okay..." Fang Jinran also coughed with a smile, "Let someone come in!"

When Ye Xiaofeng and Feng Ce came outside the interview room, just as Li Hao pushed the door out, the three covered their faces. When Li Hao's eyes fell on Feng Ce, Ye Xiaofeng caught his eyes sharpening instantly. It became flat again in an instant.

"Brother Li." Ye Xiaofeng greeted with a smile.

Li Hao hummed, he had a little impression of this assistant, and there was a scandal with Fang Yanran before, causing a lot of trouble.

"You are Feng Ce?" Li Hao stared at Feng Ce, his eyes were a little sharp, and his professional sensitivity told him that this person would become his strong opponent in the future.

Feng Ce looked at him, but didn't reply. Li Hao wanted to say something, but the assistant director's voice came from the room, so he gave up, just said "Come on" politely, and left.

Feng Ce was about to enter the door when Ye Xiaofeng suddenly stopped him, "Wait."

"?" Feng Ce looked at him puzzled.

"I don't know much about auditions, but a well-known foreign casting director once said something, I think you may be useful..." What Feng Ce has to face now is not his field of expertise. , but no matter what, Ye Xiaofeng still wanted to give him a little help.

"The director said: 'For 5 or 10 minutes, you have this role. No one else in this room is playing this role, this role is yours, take it well.' Feng Ce, you just treat yourself as Zhao Changning Right, no," Ye Xiaofeng affirmed, looking into those beautiful eyes, "You are Zhao Changning."

Feng Ce thought about this sentence carefully in his heart, and suddenly reached out his hand to touch the top of Ye Xiaofeng's head, and said softly, "I'll remember it. Don't worry."

"Go!" Ye Xiaofeng watched him push the door and enter, and his heart couldn't help hanging.

You must win this role, Feng Ce, come on.

When Feng Ce walked into the room, he saw a row of people sitting directly in front, not many, and only a dozen or so people were glanced at.He didn't know these people, here, he didn't know anyone except Lou Qinglan and Ye Xiaofeng.

As for people he doesn't know, Feng Ce has always been unwilling to distract himself from thinking about them, and only thinks about Ye Xiaofeng's last words of encouragement, pondering over and over again in his heart.

You are Zhao Changning...

Of course, Feng Ce has never read "The Legend of Changning", but with only a few simple introductions and lines in hand, Feng Ce roughly outlines the first half of Zhao Changning's life.

Am I Zhao Changning?

Finally, Feng Ce raised his head, bowed his hands to the group of strangers in front of him, and saluted slowly.

He felt that he understood the meaning of Ye Xiaofeng's words.

But what Feng Ce didn't know was that the row of people sitting opposite were all stunned by his sudden salute.

For Feng Ce, he was used to this salute since he was a child, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but in the eyes of Fang Jinran and his group, it had a lot of meaning.

From the moment the young man entered the door, everyone's eyes were firmly locked on him, and they couldn't turn their eyes away.

It's like a long lens is gradually zoomed out and then slowly retracted. All the images are enlarged to the smallest point, and then slowly dissipated into the haze from the smallest point. There is no flaw or damage to the perfection on his body. He seems to come from far away quietly, without a trace of sound, quietly, and enters the deepest part of your heart.

Right now, this perfect figure stopped in front of everyone. He didn't need to speak or move. Just standing there was enough to hold your breath. It didn't matter what you were waiting for. Maybe it was waiting for him to raise his eyes for a moment, or maybe It's a smile.

After seeing Feng Ce like this, Fang Jinran sat up straight, and the screenwriter even held his breath. Everyone watched Feng Ce standing there frowning and thinking lightly, but no one came to say goodbye. Break his mind, remind him to start acting...

Finally, Feng Ce raised his eyes and looked, like a breeze blowing his face, his eyes lightly passed over the people, and finally he folded his hands and bowed down to them very solemnly.

"..."

"..."

No one spoke, and no one wanted to speak. It seemed that speaking was extremely inappropriate at this moment, because after Feng Ce paid his respects, he began his performance.

I saw that the face that was expressionless in the last second suddenly showed expression in the next second, like a stone thrown into a pool of clear water, and countless ripples fainted in an instant, spreading towards everyone unexpectedly.

Feng Ce slowly raised his head, revealing that extremely handsome face, stretched out one hand, and made a gesture of taking the cup.

He didn't drink it immediately, but squinted at the glass of wine, as if the contents in the glass attracted him so much.

He only heard him laugh lightly, and sighed, "The king wants the minister to die?"

Gently shaking the glass with his right hand, once, again, finally with an extremely ironic smile on his lips, Feng Ce slowly handed the wine glass to his lips.

Fang Jinran clenched his fist subconsciously, his gaze seemed to be forced to stay on Feng Ce's right hand holding the cup.

Finally, he turned his eyes to the front, quietly looking at the emptiness in front of him, as if he saw the powerful Ninth Five Lord sitting in the supreme position, patiently waiting for the important moment of his own death, and this You have to witness a moment with your own eyes before you can feel at ease. From then on, you can sit on his emperor with peace of mind and own his world with peace of mind...

so funny.

The majestic Ninth Five-Year Lord actually had to use the death of the entire Prince's Mansion in exchange for peace of mind.

The eyes that had been smiling all the time were slowly closed at this moment, and when he opened them again, everyone saw Feng Ce suddenly waved his arms, and the wide sleeves floated up with his movements, and then slowly fell down, covering the The mourning finally revealed from those eyes also covered the slightly trembling right hand due to excessive force.

You are relieved, so... what about me?

How can I be willing?

He looked forward firmly, his eyes seemed to be concentrated in one place, and while watching, he slowly drank the poisonous wine.

I will not be reconciled...

He drank very slowly, as if this glass of poisoned wine contained all his youthful innocence, stupidity, and ignorance, and only by savoring it carefully can he taste the regret hidden in it.

And this feeling of regret will definitely make him remember it firmly in the years to come, and he must remember it firmly.

The moment the wine was drained, I heard him word after word, very lightly but with great force, "Chen, no, get, no, die?"

No, I will not die, Zhao Changning will never die here.

Will not be reconciled.

If this revenge is not avenged, Zhao Changning will never be reconciled!

A trace of contemptuous hatred flashed across his eyes, Feng Ce exerted all his strength, and everyone seemed to hear a "click", and the cup was crushed to pieces in that pure white jade hand.

At this moment, the scene was so quiet that one could hear a needle falling to the ground.