Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

Jiang Chao has been here for three days, and he only did two things in total. One is to "learn" acting skills at the side of the venue, and the other is to help Jian Yao finish finishing the score. The two things seem inexplicable, and the staff almost thought Jiang Chao Chao came here because of Jian Yao, and even Cheng Fen found it unbelievable when he saw it at the end, and asked Jian Yao when he met Jiang Chao after the play.

"I just met him. Senior Jiang is a very nice person." Cheng Fen didn't believe Jian Yao's words.

"He is not an approachable person at all. He has worked with so many artists, and he just looks at you differently?" This kind of story sounds unbelievable. Cheng Fen is skeptical about "relationships" in the entertainment industry, and she is also afraid of mistakes.

But Jian Yao shook his head and said, "Maybe he needs my help with something."

Cheng Fen couldn't figure it out, so she told him: "If you want to make friends, it's good if you can learn something, but don't take it too seriously."

Jian Yao's current coffee position is a bit embarrassing. She is not a first-line actor, but she is acting with first-line actors. There are a lot of red-eye diseases on the Internet. Recently, black fans have emerged one after another. They can say anything. Cheng Fen reacted and dealt with it in time. Jian Yao didn't know about it. .

A few of them are very excessive, saying that Jian Yao sings badly and has no masterpieces in acting. Today's good luck is all because of sleeping with the benefactor. As for who the benefactor is, I call on everyone to guess. Cheng Fen is not angry after watching it one place.

Jian Yao doesn't care, at least most of the people he has come into contact with in the crew are very friendly.

"Knowing people, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart." Cheng Fen sighed.

That's right, Jian Yao thought to himself, he also couldn't understand Xie Qinian's heart. Recently, the filming tasks were tense, and they turned back to a business-like state, playing the role of teacher and student perfectly.

Back in the play, there is less gunpowder between Su Youbai and Shen Boyuan.

Right now, the Su family has encountered a major incident. Their cargo ship was detained at sea.There is a war in the East China Sea, and the flames of war are gradually spreading. Su's father is worried that this batch of goods will not be kept. The most important thing is to rescue people. He ran around for two days, but on the third day something happened, and the steward rushed from the outside. When he came back, he said to the young master of the Su family, "Master has been detained."

Meng Xinke, Shen Boyuan, and the two young masters of the Su family were all in the living room, and they were shocked when they heard the words. Su Yuncheng, the young master of the Su family, hurriedly asked for details, and the steward wiped his sweat and said, "Not only the master, but many heads of the family have also been detained. "

Everyone looked at each other and understood roughly. Su Yuncheng took his coat and told everyone: "Now the inside and outside are in chaos, and the current situation may change. I'll go and find out. You don't want to move."

Immediately afterwards, he bowed to Meng Xinke and Shen Boyuan, and said, "I don't know when my father and I will return, so the Su family will entrust the two of you."

Meng Xinke and Shen Boyuan returned the gift.

Su Youbai grabbed Su Yuncheng's sleeve, his eldest brother is like a father, Su Yuncheng patted his shoulder, wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, the setting sun outside the window had already seen the afterglow, he left in a hurry.

That night, everyone waited until the moon was in the sky, but the Su family father and son did not come back.

Su Youbai couldn't sleep at night, so she went downstairs in her pajamas and saw a light in the living room. She thought it was her father and brother, but after walking a few more steps, she realized that it was Shen Boyuan who was writing at his desk.

The long chains on the legs of the glasses fell on the shoulders, and the light made his figure blur. It was the first time that Su Youbai looked at him so quietly. Maybe the atmosphere at home was too tense, so it seemed that the relationship between the two of them was not that far apart. up.

"what are you writing?"

Shen Boyuan looked up, saw Su Youbai, paused the pen on the paper, and then heard the young master say: "You write, I won't steal from you, are you nervous?"

The familiar smell came back again, Shen Boyuan shook his head helplessly, and replied: "I can't sleep, so I got up to write an article."

"That newspaper of yours?"

Shen Boyuan gave a "hmm" and was surprised when he saw that Su Youbai didn't leave, but also sat down across from him. Su Youbai frowned and said, "You write yours. I'm at home, and I can sit wherever I want." where."

Shen Boyuan was amused by his awkwardness, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he pressed them down again.In the light, there was only the sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other. Su Youbai stared at the nib of the pen in a daze, watching that Shen Boyuan quickly filled a piece of paper, and the final signature was the editor-in-chief of "New Century".

"Why is it called "New Century"?" Su Youbai asked suddenly.

Shen Boyuan reached out and fanned the ink to make it dry faster. He subconsciously felt that Su Youbai was asking casually, but he still answered seriously: "When I was studying at school, I was lucky enough to catch up with the era of rising youth. In the past, there were many "youth magazines" talking about science and democracy, "Chinese people want to get rid of the age of ignorance, and they have to catch up with the emergency, and pay equal attention to science and human rights." However... those newspapers and periodicals have stopped now. I think we need people who have the idea of ​​succession, "

"One-third of the [-]th century has passed, and many forces are eyeing our country. Today's youth will eventually follow the path of their predecessors and work hard for more Chinese people to enter the new century."

Su Youbai only understood the last sentence, and he asked, "21st century?"

Shen Boyuan nodded.

Su Youbai was puzzled: "Why should I care about the affairs of the 21st century? I won't live to that time."

Shen Boyuan laughed, this sentence sounded irresponsible, but on the other hand, he felt a little emotional: You are such a naive young master, fighting and speaking so frankly and directly.

"I don't want to go into the 21st century now. I will be almost 70 years old in 90 years," Su Youbai frowned, "I just want my father and my brother back."

Normally, Shen Boyuan would probably choke with him and couldn't help teaching him, but today too many things happened, Su Youbai also had a string in his heart, he didn't want to add to his burden.

"They will come back safely," he said.

Su Youbai was silent for a while, then asked again: "Then do you think there will be war outside?"

Shen Boyuan didn't say anything, the real situation was worse than what Su Youbai had seen, it was only a few months, and the outside world has turned upside down.

The moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, Su Youbai was about to go upstairs to sleep, when suddenly Shen Boyuan said: "The floor is cold, put on your shoes."

Su Youbai lowered her head, only to realize that she was barefoot.

Jian Yao had watched this scene several times, and he couldn't get back to his senses for a long time after the performance. He sat on the side with a water glass in his hand, feeling heavy in his heart.

Until a piece of toffee appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Xie." Jian Yao called him in a low voice, and Xie Qinian sat side by side with him, watching him peel off the candy wrapper.

The toffee was very sweet, it slowly melted in his mouth, and finally turned into a thread, bringing him out of some heavy stories, Jian Yao finished chewing and drank his saliva.

"My first film was a war movie. I shot several explosion scenes. Every scene was shot by a few people. The sky was full of dust, and there was a lot of red paint on the ground." Xie Qinian said slowly.

Jian Yao asked: "Will it be difficult to act?"

Xie Qinian nodded and said: "Every time I shoot a film, I feel that the people in the play are real, and the scenes are also real. Experience it once, it's like going through the motions in someone else's life, and it's easy for newcomers to start with experience. So it was a very difficult time.”

"Then how can we separate the real world from the drama?" Jian Yao continued to ask, he was indeed a little distressed now.

Xie Qinian's voice is warm, like a qualified teacher who follows and guides: "You can set an anchor point for yourself, or a reminder, and when you see it, you will remind yourself that you can play, you have a try?"

"Is everything okay?"

Xie Qinian nodded.

Jian Yao thought about it for a while, and he really thought of it. He lowered his head and folded the candy paper just now into the shape of a thousand paper cranes, and handed it to Xie Qinian: "Is it okay to use this? In the future, as long as Teacher Xie takes it out, I will try my best to make a play so that the Go back to your real life."

Xie Qinian brought the paper crane over, and he found that Jian Yaodie's appearance was different from other people's, with a bulging back in the middle, round and fat, and a shorter tail than others.

He looked at it for a while and found it familiar, and then remembered that there was a small stainless steel pendant on the key of his house. It was just like this shape. The staff around him saw it and asked him where he bought it.

"The chubby one is very cute. My kids will definitely like it. Last time I searched online, I found no such style. Boss, did you customize this one?"

The two shapes are overlapped.

The author says:

Play within play time: 1931-1945, 14 years that are sad just thinking about it.

The "youth magazine" mentioned in it refers to "New Youth", which ceased publication in 1926. "The people of the country want to escape the age of ignorance..." This sentence comes from the founder of the publication.

In the following article, "New Century" is a fiction, and the theme of saving the country by industry has a prototype, not just one person, but a type of person.

This book will not be very long, it is written within a play, I just want to take a look at that era from another role and another perspective.